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After the first script reading, gossip about the casting of "Out of Temperature" spread on the Internet not long after.

Director Pei Yan's personal habit is that the official does not disclose information to the outside world before filming, and rarely responds.Therefore, it was revealed that Shen Zui participated in "Insufficiency of Temperature", which aroused a lot of doubts on the Internet.

Intoxication is not very popular, but it always gives people the impression that it is very high-end.He was born under Xia Rusen, the master of literary and artistic films, and he is the "celestial dish" in the hearts of many movie fans, an aura-type actor fed by God.

At such a young age, how could he be so self-deprecating as Shen Zui, live up to the expectations of fans, get up after several years of silence and act in a commercial film that makes money?

It doesn't work even if you lack money.

No amount of money will do!

Some time ago, when I got in touch with the gossip about Shen Zui's "dining" with nine male stars within a year, the public was in an uproar, saying that Shen Zui was not worthy of Xia Rusen's appreciation and cultivation, and scolded him for being exhausted and a drunken man.

Not only has he lost his fighting spirit, but he also doesn't know how to cherish his feathers.

"Look, let's do some public relations." Sister Lu made a special trip to discuss this matter with Shen Zui.She was a little anxious, walking back and forth in the living room, "In the past six months, your reputation is really unflattering."

"What about public relations?" Shen Zui read the script for three hours today, and is currently practicing his knife.The high-intensity exercise made him a little rosier than usual, his cheeks were dyed a warm pink, and he was breathing lightly.

He was wearing a black tight-fitting vest, paired with mid-rise trousers of the same color, with wide shoulders and a thin waist, outlining a very impactful muscle line; he also grabbed a little jiujiu at the back of his head, and a few strands of hair floated on the side of his forehead and face , From time to time, it is stuck with thin sweat.

"These information are not rumors." Shen Zui twirled his five fingers nimbly, inserting the knife into the sheath, "Whether it's me starring in "Out of Temperature", or I'm having dinner with someone."

"........."

"That can't be left alone!" Sister Lu was anxious, "Now that there is a lot of noise on the Internet, this is not the time for you to dare to act!"

"Don't worry." After Shen Zui practiced, he wiped his sweat with a towel and put the knife back on the shelf.

He turned around and went into the bedroom, picking out clothes in the cloakroom, "They will all shut up when my play "Out of Temperature" is released."

"........."

After picking out the clothes, indulged in the tied hair of Matsushita, threw the disposable rubber band into the trash can, and walked into the bathroom lightly.

After a while, the sound of a shower came from inside.

After taking a shower, Shenzui dried her hair to three quarters, changed her clothes, and sprayed some perfume on her hair, chin and cuffs.

"What are you doing?" Sister Lu looked at the sky, it was almost evening.She walked around to Shen Zui's side, "You don't want to go out on a date now, do you?"

"You are committing crimes against the wind!"

"No." Shen Zui looked at Sister Lu helplessly.He turned the pendant of the necklace around his neck to the center of the beauty bone, and wrapped a thick scarf around his neck two or three times, ""Spring Rest" is about to start, Liu Heng and Ding Yin came to see me for dinner."

"What... "Spring Rest"?"

"Wait a minute." Sister Lu's head was hurting, she stopped Shen Zui, "What about the online public relations? This wave of public opinion is not small, and your opponent must take advantage of the situation to step on it."

Shen Zui didn't show any expression, apparently he didn't intend to pay attention.

"Why don't we ask Mr. Yan for help, and ask some movie big Vs to help you set a wave of rhythm." Sister Lu said, "After all, you have some works."

Since the last "Necklace Night", Shen Zui hadn't teased Yan Mingyang for a while, and hadn't contacted Yan Mingyang's appointed Secretary Jin either.

This time, it is indeed an opportunity to show no flaws.

But Shen Zui put on a mask, but his breathing was a bit dull.

Looking for Yan Mingyang?

Yan Mingyang was the instigator of all this.

If it wasn't for Yan Mingyang, Shen Zui wouldn't have lost "Spring Habitat", wouldn't have disappointed his mentor Xia Rusen, and didn't have to bear the stigma of being diverted to an unfamiliar commercial film.

The skylight coming in from the window faded unknowingly, but the lights in the room were not turned on yet.

"Farewell." Intoxicated's gray and deep eyes, he was lost.

Or, it was because of the mention of Yan Mingyang that his mood got worse.

"I don't want the past to become a dirty, useless and unnecessary fig leaf." Shen Zui said.

Qishi TV station is three streets west, which is an old street that was once bustling.

There used to be a large-scale nightclub there, which was said to be "full of five poisons".

The established research program was good, and it took a day or two shorter than expected.On the way back, Yan Mingyang temporarily diverted to Qi City.

The director of the TV station was very polite and came out to meet Yan Mingyang in person, and handed him the work letter stored in the archives room.

The journal is unremarkable, with an old cover and frayed edges, and the content inside is ordinary news.

Yan Mingyang has many similar books in his family, and the years span a lot.

"Your mother is the best reporter on our TV station. She insisted on working even when she was pregnant with her second child. It's a pity that the weather is not a holiday." The elderly director was a little emotional, and there seemed to be tears behind the thick glasses.He held Yan Mingyang's left hand very hard, "If she can see you now, she will be very proud."

"Now that her work letter is returned to you, it can be regarded as the dust has settled."

Yan Mingyang smiled indifferently.

He closed the notebook with one hand and handed it to Secretary No. [-]. He clasped both hands with the director, with considerable strength, "Director Qi is too polite, you are the light of Qishi TV station."

Director Qi's smile behind the glasses was even more cunning, "Boss Yan is really young and promising."

"I heard that your industry is also involved in the entertainment industry?"

"The year is not good, it's just a matter of food and drink," Yan Mingyang withdrew his hand logically, "It's not about any industry."

"Times are changing fast," Director Qi said with a chuckle, "In the past two years, our TV station has also been reforming."

"Last year, I wanted to invite a star from our Qi city to come to New Year's Eve, but he refused to come."

"The shelf is so big," Yan Mingyang went down the donkey, "Who is it?"

"It's called Shen Zui," Director Qi clicked his tongue, "He's just an actor."

"He said he can neither sing nor dance, and he can't do anything when he comes here." Director Qi said.

The "collection of old things" activity of Qishi TV Station was held the year before last, and it has been innovating in the form and content of the program in the past two years.

The rise of the Internet and self-media has led to the decline of traditional media.Yan Mingyang could guess the real intention of these people in inviting him without using his brain.

He typed a few words of haha, sent out his work WeChat, and then left the TV station before lunch time under the pretext of having other arrangements.

Coming out of the TV station building, after Santiao Street, I passed by the former site of the nightclub that had been closed for a long time, looking desolate and desolate.

Perhaps because of bad feng shui, this building has been idle until now.During the period, I opened two or three different stores, but they all declared bankruptcy and closed soon.

Yan Mingyang looked at it for a few seconds before recognizing it.In his memory, the place is brightly lit, filled with countless filth, lust, embarrassment and lies.

During the summer vacation when his mother died in childbirth, Yan Mingyang met his father here.

He followed the Yanye woman who smelled of inferior perfume to Shen Xiaotu's house.

On the title page of the manuscript, there is a line of vigorous and powerful words written in faded blue and black ink:

"Any misfortune I will encounter will be corroborated by my past investigations."

The inscription is Yang Ling.

Yan's name is Yang's father's surname is Yan, and his mother's surname is Yang.

Therefore, his name does not entrust the common and unrealistic expectations of most parents in the world, wishing their children to excel and become famous all over the world;

Instead, the surname is Yan and the name is Yang.

Yan Mingyang was seven years old when he first learned about this statement.

At that time, Yang Ling said that she had two names when she was pregnant.

If it's a boy, it's Yan Mingyang; if it's a girl, it's Yang Yanyan.

When Yan Mingyang was 17 years old, his mother said that she hoped the second child would be a daughter.

Because she was too lazy to think of another name, she had already decided to call her Yang Yanyan.

"Mr. Yan, over there to your alma mater," No. [-] asked, "Will you go?"

"No." Yan Mingyang closed the notebook in front of him and handed it to number two, "Put this away."

The car continued to go out of the city, and passed Qishi No. [-] Middle School after a while.

This is a strong school in the province, including its predecessor, it has a history of a hundred years.

At this time, school was over at noon, and the gate was crowded with people under the sun, making it difficult for vehicles to move.

On the wall in front of the school gate are pictures of previous outstanding alumni and honor rolls, including Yan Mingyang.

It's just that his brand is brighter than the others, as if he just made it not long ago.

Yan Mingyang stared blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly opened the car door, took a step with his long legs, and got out of the car.

He crossed the crowded road and walked straight to the door.

"Remove that sign." Yan Mingyang knocked on the door of the reception room, pointing to his own sign.

"What?" The security guard was puzzled, "Who are you?"

"I am myself," Yan Mingyang raised his chin slightly, "I request that my sign be removed."

The dean is standing at the gate of the school, watching the situation after school at noon.

Seeing something strange in the reception room, he walked over, "What's the matter?"

Yan Mingyang turned around and found that it was someone he knew.During his time at school, this person was already the dean of teaching.

"You are..." The teaching director squinted his eyes with white hair dyed black and reading glasses, "Yan Mingyang?"

"Yeah." Facing the teacher, Yan Mingyang didn't have much respect from the students.He pointed to his sign, "I hope the school will remove all the propaganda about me."

The security guard only thought that Yan Mingyang was being modest, and hurriedly said, "You are the pride of Qishi No. [-] Middle School, and you are often mentioned at the meeting!"

"Every year when we divide arts and sciences, the leader of the liberal arts department has to say it again. Back then, there was a Yan Mingyang who said that science was better than liberal arts, but he still chose liberal arts."

"you,"

There were quite a lot of students coming and going around, and from time to time someone looked here, it seemed that someone had recognized Yan Mingyang, whispered excitedly, and dared not go forward.

"I wanted to study law at the time." Yan Mingyang glanced at Uncle Security, and then at the dean.

The dean had a complex expression, hesitant to speak.

Yan Mingyang pointed at the sign with a stern look in his eyes, and said word by word, "I ask for it to be removed, this is my right."

Yan Mingyang did not give any explanation for this.

On the way back to Shanghai from Qishi, his face was always gloomy, and he talked less than usual.

"Tell number three," Yan Mingyang glanced at his watch, "Come to my house to report on work later."

"Okay." Number two said while paying attention to Yan Mingyang's expression.

Qi City is not too far from Shanghai, and it was not completely dark when Yan Mingyang arrived home.

Jin Sanhao was already waiting at the door.When he saw the car from a distance, he took a few steps towards him, "Boss Yan."

Yan Mingyang got out of the car, hummed and walked into the house.

Yan Mingyang has long legs and walks faster than others, Jin No. [-] can only step up to keep up.

This time Yan Mingyang didn't go out for a long time, and there were not many matters to be resolved.

It's just that Jin No. [-]'s abilities are significantly limited, especially compared to No. [-].

Yan Mingyang was a little irritable, and his tone was impatient.

After the company affairs report, Yan Mingyang's air pressure was so low that ice could form.

"Is there anything else?" He leaned on the swivel chair in the study and rubbed the space between his brows.

"And..." Jin Sanhao pondered for a moment, "The matter of Teacher Intoxicated."

Yan Mingyang raised his head, his eyes were a little tight, "What's wrong with being intoxicated? Didn't I tell you?"

"It's nothing." Jin Sanhao hurriedly said, "Mr. Shen Zui never looked for me once."

"but,"

"Speak." Yan Mingyang felt that he might have to consider changing to No. [-] secretary.

"After the casting of "Out of Temperature" was leaked, there was a lot of controversy about Mr. Shen Zui on the Internet." Jin No. [-] was nervous, and his speech speed also picked up, "Plus some black material from before, so..."

"Black material?" Yan Mingyang didn't quite understand.

"Yes," Jin Sanhao faintly felt that he had stabbed a basket again, sweat started to form on his forehead, and he didn't dare to say it directly, "That's right, that's right, Teacher Shen Zui is very popular, and he often hangs out with friends..."

"...Have a meal."

"........."

Jin Sanhao showed Yan Mingyang the recent trend of public opinion and data about Shenzui, "Generally, this kind of situation requires public relations."

"But I haven't seen any action yet."

"They didn't contact me, and I can't do it directly, so as not to cause any trouble."

Yan Mingyang frowned, and suddenly remembered that it seemed that he hadn't heard about Shen Zui for a long time.

He clicked on WeChat and found that the chat records were still posted before he left Shanghai, "During this time, if you have anything to do, you can find Secretary Jin."

Shen Zui didn't reply, nor did he find something to say from time to time like before.

"Maybe... Mr. Shen Zui is busy with a new play recently, so he can't take care of other things." Jin Sanhao said tremblingly.

Returning to Qi City reminded Yan Mingyang of many past events.

He has done many bad things, but only Shen Xiaotu can make him feel the slightest bit of guilt.

Perhaps, at that time, his mind was still immature.

Yan Mingyang wondered if he had been too indifferent to Xiao Tu some time ago, making him retreat carefully into the rabbit hole.

How is Xiaotu doing recently?

Yan Mingyang clicked on Intoxicated Moments, and the first post was sent 5 minutes ago, targeting a certain restaurant in Shanghai.

Shen Xiaozui: The last time before joining the group, I ate and drank [yeah] [yeah] [yeah]

Picture: [Leisure and happy group photo of three people.jpg]

Yan Mingyang: "..."