The actor's petite little crying bag is fried again

Fu Xiuzhu: "...?"

He was stunned: "I have Teacher Xi." Now there is no one in the crew who doesn't know that they are a couple.

Bai Yijin paused, then blushed, and waved her hands anxiously: "No, no, I didn't mean that, I... I... Well, aren't we going to wrap up today?"

Fu Xiuzhu nodded.

Bai Yijin: "I...I overheard Manager Lu saying that he had picked up 'Twelve Nights' for you, so I thought, can I go on that variety show with you."

"Variety show?" Fu Xiuzhu was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly remembered that Mr. Xi seemed to have mentioned some variety show to him last night.

At that time, his whole body was almost floating in the clouds, so he didn't hear clearly at all...

"Ahem..." He looked a little unnatural, "This matter..."

"Crack..."

At this time, a subtle voice came into his ears, Fu Xiuzhu paused, and then continued as if nothing had happened: "I don't know much about this, I have to ask Teacher Xi first."

"Ah?" Bai Yijin was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes lit up: "Do you have to get Teacher Xi's permission to go to variety shows?"

Fu Xiuzhu: "That's right, I don't know much about this, so I just listen to him."

Bai Yijin looked at him, and suddenly said, "Do you like Teacher Xi?"

The corners of Fu Xiuzhu's mouth slowly curved into a gentle arc: "It's not just liking, it's love. I love him, whether it's the past life or the present life."

Because of the ruthless way in the previous life, he still missed him even though he knew he was tempted. In this life, no matter what, he will never let go or leave again.

Even death.

Bai Yijin was startled: "Then... Where's Teacher Xi? Does he love you?"

Fu Xiuzhu smiled into a crescent moon, and said softly, "He, he is just a fool."

A fool who watched him silently for 900 years before his death, and spent 900 years with all his strength and perseverance to save him after his death, and finally took his body into reincarnation and waited for another 900 years.

Bai Yijin looked at him and suddenly understood.

They are in love, the kind that can't be separated no matter people or things.

She slowly showed a relieved smile, and said sincerely: "Bless you."

Fu Xiuzhu turned his head to look at her, and replied with a sincere smile: "Thank you."

Bai Yijin paused, seemed to be talking to herself, and also seemed to be saying to Fu Xiuzhu: "I always thought that I liked Mr. Xi, but after meeting you, I realized that what I called liking was not what I thought I liked. ..."

Fu Xiuzhu nodded: "I know."

Bai Yijin was stunned.

Fu Xiuzhu smiled: "Like is not love, I don't see love in your eyes, you just simply like."

Bai Yijin's eye sockets suddenly turned red.

During the week when Fu Xiuzhu was in a coma, she actually visited the hospital every day, but she didn't go in, and just watched quietly outside the ward door for a while before leaving.

During those few days, the sight of the man standing by the hospital bed every step of the way touched her deeply.

At that time, she wasn't jealous or envious, she just hoped that the person on the bed would wake up quickly and hug the thinning man.

It was also at that time that she realized that she was not actually in love with men, but simply liked, or...appreciated.

Bai Yijin looked at Fu Xiuzhu in amazement, she didn't expect that the other party would notice at a glance what she had only figured out for so long.

Fu Xiuzhu blinked at her: "Onlookers know."

Bai Yijin paused, then suddenly laughed.

She is not a sentimental person. Now that the matter has been discussed, she let go of her whole body.

She touched Fu Xiuzhu: "Hey, Mr. Xi is really kind to you. When you were unconscious before, he was angry at those who were typing on the keyboard."

Fu Xiuzhu rolled his eyes, he also knew about this, thinking of every little thing the man did for him, his heart felt as if he had eaten honey, it was sweet.

He boasted generously: "Teacher Xi is not only a good person, good at cooking, but also physically strong...ahem...temper."

Bai Yijin looked at him, showed a meaningful smile, and elongated the ending: "Oh... physical strength..."

"Don't move." Fu Xiuzhu leaned close to her suddenly, then stretched out his hand to shake her hair.

Bai Yijin: "What's wrong?"

Fu Xiuzhu clenched his fist, put it in front of her, and smiled brightly: "Guess what I caught?"

Bai Yijin was shaken by his smile, and was a little slow to react: "Ah... what?"

Fu Xiuzhu listened quietly for a moment, then smiled and opened his fists: "I didn't catch anything."

Bai Yijin was a little confused.

Fu Xiuzhu leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice: "Catch ghosts, are you going?"

Bai Yijin froze for a moment, her eyes suddenly widened: "You mean..."

Fu Xiuzhu blinked.

Bai Yijin moved the stool, got closer to him, and leaned her head by the way: "You mean, those photos and videos on the WB were posted by the crew?"

Fu Xiuzhu smiled mysteriously: "Maybe we will be on the hot search again in a while."

Bai Yijin squinted her eyes: "So evil?"

"uh-huh."

The two heads are very close together, looking from behind, it looks like they are cuddling each other intimately.

"Crack...knock..."

In the dark, Yu Quenan held up his phone and quickly took pictures one after another, with unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

Rich, rich!

I didn't expect to get so many "materials" today. This is really lucky, and I can't stop it!

After shooting, he turned on wx.

【Yu: "I took a lot of pictures today, any one is enough to ruin f's reputation!"】

【Ghost: "Send it"】

【Yu: "I want to increase the price"】

Afraid that the other end would not agree, Yu Quenan looked through the photo album, and then sent a photo.

【Yu: "I have more explosive/pictures in my hand than this"】

After sending it over, he clicked on the photo and looked at it again, smiling with satisfaction.

In the photo, Fu Xiuzhu leaned close to Bai Yijin and put his hand on her head.

At first glance, this photo looks like Fu Xiuzhu is touching Bai Yijin's head, and the distance between the two is too close, which makes them seem quite intimate.

After a while, the other end replied.

【Ghost: "Fifty thousand"】

Yu Quenan's eyes lit up, and he was about to send all the photos, but suddenly stopped, his eyes gleamed with greed.

【Yu: "One hundred thousand!"】

After the message was sent, he was a little apprehensive, and then sent another one.

[Yu: "You also know how much risk I took to take these photos, the price is not high"]

【Ghost: "OK"】

Yu Quenan's eyes brightened, and then he felt a little regretful. He always felt that his price was still low, but he didn't dare to ask the other party for the price again.

He opened the photo album and was about to pack it up and send it over, when a shadow suddenly fell over his head, and then the mobile phone in his hand was snatched away.

Surprised, Yu Quenan raised his head, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he reached out to snatch the phone.

Fu Xiuzhu dodged sideways, swipe the screen of the phone, disgusted: "Tsk, this picture of me is too ugly?"

Yu Quenan seized a moment, and growled in embarrassment, "Give me back the phone!"

Bai Yijin next to her stretched her foot, and Yu Quenan tripped over him unexpectedly.

Bai Yijin took advantage of the opportunity to kick his ass again, and cursed: "Are you still ashamed to ask for a mobile phone? These days, my aunt makes those black people eat so badly that they can't eat well and can't sleep. It turns out that you are the one who is messing around. , you wait to receive the lawyer's letter!"

The reason why she said eating inside and out was because she recognized Yu Quenan as a staff member in the crew.

Yu Quenan's fall knocked back his sanity. He lay on the ground and raised his head, only to see that there were only Fu Xiuzhu and Bai Yijin.

Standing beside him were Xi Huaizhen and Song Qingfang.

Song Qingfang's face was ashen: "I think you are pitiful. I kindly let you join the film crew and give you a job. Is this how you repay me?"

Yu Quenan's face turned pale: "Song guides me... I didn't do it on purpose, you listen to my explanation..."

Bai Yijin sneered: "Is it an explanation or a sophistry?"

Ignoring her taunt, Yu Qiannan crawled to Song Qingfang's side, grabbed his trouser legs, and cried, "Director Song, my mother's illness has worsened again. I really don't have the money to see a doctor for her. I just want to raise some money for her." It's just medical bills, I..."

Song Qingfang interrupted him angrily: "This is not the reason for you to frame others!"

Yu Quenan shook his head vigorously: "No, no, I didn't, I didn't frame them, I just... I just took some photos, I..."

Song Qingfang pointed at him and trembled with anger: "You take photos and send them to others, and others post them on the Internet to spread rumors, and make innocent people suffer countless abuse and online violence. What do you think is the difference between this and your indirect frame?"

"I..." Yu Qiannan is a man in his thirties, but at this moment he is crying like a child, "I really didn't mean it...I can't help it..."

Xi Huaizhen took the mobile phone from Fu Xiuzhu's hand, and after reading them one by one, looked down at Yu Quenan who was kneeling on the ground, and asked in a cold voice, "Who is the other party?"

Yu Quenan knew this great actor who had been famous for many years. At this moment, the tall figure of the man was like an irresistible mountain, pressing heavily on it, and inexplicable fear gradually lingered in his heart.

Yu Quenan shuddered: "I... I don't know who he is, he came to me by himself, he asked me to take pictures of Fu Xiuzhu's every move and send it to him, and then he would give me money."

"I...it's none of my business. I didn't know what he wanted Fu Xiuzhu's photos from the beginning. I didn't realize that he wanted to ruin Fu Xiuzhu's reputation until... I saw those photos on WB. You don’t know anything, Director Song, you have to trust me, it’s really none of my business..."

Xi Huaizhen pursed her lips tightly, staring at him with light-colored eyes without a trace of warmth.

That icy gaze was as sharp as a knife. When looking directly, there was even a kind of icy cold that was pressed into the depths of the soul by the blade, as if the god of death had descended, making people feel chills on their backs and trembling all over.

Yu Quenan's body was suddenly drenched, and he was so scared that he urinated. The strong smell of urine made Fu Xiuzhu frown.

He looked at the expressionless Xi Huaizhen, rolled his eyes, pinched his nose quickly, and smiled: "Don't spoil my little pearl."