The actor is a warm man during the day and a jackal at night

In the CBD of Yanhai City, the LED screens of many high-rise buildings are looping the news that a new star in the entertainment industry has won three gold grand slam winners with his debut film.

And the film has been sent to many foreign film festivals for review. The chances of this new star winning a major foreign award this year are very high...

The blue and clear sky lingered among the skyscrapers, and there were a few snow-white cotton balls floating under the sky. Xiao You held the black mug in both hands and tasted the coffee thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, a confident smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he quickly put down the mug. His beautiful and slender fingers seemed to grow flowers on the keyboard, which was comparable to a pleasing piano performance.

After the keyboard sound of "da da da", Xiao You rolled the mouse to check the typos a little, and then sent it to the editor-in-chief.

He rested easily on the swivel chair, unconsciously playing with the job card on his chest with his right hand, on which his name and the position of "criminal reporter" were written.

Xiao You works for Mike Culture Media Group. Due to his outstanding work ability, he has been promoted from an intern reporter to a team leader within one year, and has become a role model for other colleagues to learn from.

According to his promotion speed, he should be able to be promoted to the management in less than three years. Just when he was enjoying himself, the female colleague at the next table interrupted his thoughts.

"Group leader Xiao, do you pay attention to entertainment news?"

The female colleague combed her ponytail and approached him shyly.

Xiao You is very good-looking, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and exquisite facial features, but he exudes an indifferent aura of "don't get close to strangers" all over his body, and there is an unexpected coldness at the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Moreover, he was born with cold fair skin, his skin was so clear and fair that it seemed to be transparent, his nose bridge was straight and slightly humped, but fortunately his lips were pink and normal, and his eyes were clean and fresh, which added some vitality to his aloofness.

Xiao You turned her eyes to her, and the female colleague's face immediately turned red, and she hurriedly turned her eyes away and said, "Recently, news in the entertainment industry is almost being banned, he has only debuted for two years, and he is not from a major. It's so powerful, with its debut film released at the end of last year, it won all the best actor in China..."

The female colleague was talking endlessly, completely oblivious to the slight change in Xiao You's face.

When he heard the name "Feng Ci", his long-silent memory was suddenly torn open, and the uncomfortable time of the past three years was like a flood that opened the floodgates and invaded him overwhelmingly.

"Feng Ci" was like a thunderbolt cast in his brain, which made his eyes dazzled and his ears ringing. He ignored the voice of his female colleague and directly searched for the name of Feng Ci on the Internet, and the news about Feng Ci immediately flooded his brain. He rushed in front of him, and Feng Ci's heart-warming and handsome face that made him extremely disgusted.

Xiao Yu's fingers were clenched into fists unconsciously, and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible. He only became a small group leader after working for a year, but he is already a famous actor.

This familiar huge and strong sense of gap made Xiao You suddenly lose his sense of proportion. He kicked off the swivel chair with his mug in his hand and stood up, and hurriedly walked into the men's bathroom.

Xiao You bowed and scooped up a handful of water to wash his face, then got up and looked at himself in the mirror, there were still countless crystal drops of water hanging on his face.

The memory is pulled back to the past...

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of his lips in the mirror.

With a "bang", the black mug fell into several pieces on the ground. After 20 seconds, the pieces lay quietly in the trash can at the door.

After turning out of the bathroom with long legs, Xiao You went straight to the director's office. Having just been promoted to the team leader, he put his hands on the desk of the executive desk and said seriously: "Director, I want to switch to the entertainment channel."

Normal people are very puzzled by Xiao You's choice. He can flex his muscles in the suspense column, but he wants to talk to entertainment news.

The suspenseful social channel has always been Mike's trump card content, while entertainment news has always been a shortcoming, and after Xiao You transferred to the department, he had to start from the most basic reporter.

Xiao You had never paid attention to the entertainment circle before, otherwise he would not have heard about Feng Ci from his colleagues two years after his debut.

He heard from his colleagues in the entertainment channel that the entertainment industry is very messy and dirty, so he is confident that he will be able to dig out a lot of shady black material from Feng Ci.

During this time, Feng Ci was in the limelight in the circle. Xiao You got the opportunity to interview Feng Ci with his senior colleagues on the second day after he became an entertainment reporter. He put his camera on his face and got into the interview car, and he was actually in a happy mood. endlessly.

"Feng Ci, you wait for me!"

It was past twelve o'clock in the morning, and the night was as thick as ink that could not be melted away. The lingling night wind, carrying the moisture of dew, brushed against Xiao You's cheeks.

Xiao You opened the car window, leaned his elbows on the car window, and stared intently at the steps at the entrance of the dinner party. Apart from them, Mike Culture Media, there were other reporters who didn't get the tickets in time.

Celebrities came out of the gate one after another, Xiao You didn't want to talk to them, but he had to hurry over with his camera and microphone under the command of his senior, "Come on".

Just left from a certain charity gala, Feng Ci was wearing a suit and leather shoes with a smile on his face, but in fact he was exhausted inside, and the all kinds of flattery and flattery at the gala made him sick.

Even so, he still pretended to have a harmless and kind face, and in his hand was holding a decorative trophy that was basically useless - the Most Favorite Male Artist of the Year Award.

As soon as he appeared, the reporters all swarmed up, and Xiao You, who had been paying attention to him, even rushed to him with a microphone.

Feng Ci was used to maintaining an official smile in front of the guns and short cannons. He turned his peach blossom eyes and caught a glimpse of Xiao You among the reporters.

Fortunately, Feng Ci only glanced at him and didn't think of him, but answered the reporters' questions with ease.

However, Xiao You's heart is flustered by his good manners and politeness: Sure enough, No.2 will never be remembered, he has never looked at me directly, and he looks down on me at all.

The battle between heaven and man in Xiao You's heart made him completely ignore the questions he had prepared a long time ago. After the manager who sealed his resignation stepped forward to stop the interview and take away the artist, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked a single question.

The senior colleague stood a few steps below and took the time to glance at him while enjoying the video in the camera: "Are you nervous to see a celebrity? Let's go, call it a day and go back to the hotel."

"Oh." Xiao You nodded in a daze.

And when Feng Ci's assistant opened the back seat door and slipped in, he glanced at Xiao You on the steps with a feeling, and doubts that were difficult to grasp flashed in his peach blossom eyes.

Eight-star hotel presidential suite.

The beige light poured down, his trophy with little gold content was placed on the coffee table, and Feng Ci after taking a shower was sitting on the leather sofa in a white cotton nightgown, with long legs crossed, white and skinny ankles Placed on a glass coffee table.

He holds a glass of whiskey in his left hand, and a pair of flat glasses with gold wire rims on the bridge of his handsome nose. His skin is so white and tender under the light, and the iconic tear mole under his right eye is even more beautiful.

Feng Ci's 360° face has no dead angles, thin lips are smooth, the lip bow is obvious and the lips are delicate, the lips are tender and moist with a smile, and they are even more delicate under the moistening of wine.

He leaned against the back of the sofa with his undried half-wet hair, and couldn't help thinking of that handsome male reporter, and pursed his lips while talking to himself: "That guy seems familiar..."