Please stay away from the life of fans

The people sitting on the wooden benches in the courtyard changed from Jin Qi and Shen Nanxing to Lu Shengkuo and Shen Nanxing.

Boss Shen didn't need to look back, he could feel the burning eyes of the employees coming through the glass window.

He went into the room and took two bottles of water, pointed at the people who were not doing their jobs, and the work area temporarily had the appearance of hard work.

At this time, Shen Nanxing was very complicated. He was angry last night, and what he said made the current situation not awkward. He sat down with water.

Lu Shengkuo was wearing his modified clothes, and his eyes rolled from the moment he saw him.

Those clothes, changed or not, Shen Nanxing didn't take any of them away.

This reminded him of Xiao Man who was waiting for food, every time he saw himself taking cat food, he would turn his head by the side of the rice bowl.

He gave him water: "It's very hot, what are you doing this trip?"

Lu Shengkuo grabbed the water, and the bottle had already collected water droplets, which dripped from his fingers to his wrists.

Shen Nanxing leaned on the chair, looked at the colorful flowers, and stood up without hearing a sound for a long time: "The sun is enough, if you don't say anything, I will go to work."

The wrist was grabbed, and the cool feeling calmed his impatient heart.

Lu Shengkuo: "When I signed Ji Fanyunxing, I was in the second year of high school."

Shen Nanxing didn't expect him to say this, and lowered his head slightly: "You don't have to force yourself if you don't want to say it."

He heard something wrong with Lu Shengkuo's voice, as if he was holding a mouthful of rough gravel, it was very difficult.

"No force," Lu Shengkuo raised his head, the bloodshot eyes were conspicuous, "I've been thinking about it all night, and I think I should tell you."

"Lovers need to get to know each other."

His eyes were wet, and there was great strength in his hand. Shen Nanxing's heart suddenly pumped a pulse of hot and painful blood. There was no reason, but he could feel the flow. They rolled over his wrist and hurt his fingertips.

"Fake fans" turned back to rational fans.

He sat back and was dragged all the time. Lu Shengkuo was afraid that he would leave suddenly like last night.

"I started acting when I was eight years old," Lu Shengkuo smiled haggardly, "At that time, my mother, a not-so-famous actor, took me to the set, and the director asked me if I liked acting."

"I said I like it, and I got my first role."

The yard is not big, and two tall ginkgo trees are planted at the two corners near the road, and the rustling wind suddenly becomes gentle.

"At that time, the production crew was short of children, so I took the lead, and I made headlines because of this."

Shen Nanxing remembers this. It was picked up by fans. Every fan said how cute and cute. Some people were born to be donated to show business.

Lu Shengkuo's eyes became far away, as if he was remembering, and frowned: "Then suddenly, there are many more brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts in my life."

"Some of them are newcomers, and some are old people who are often seen on TV. They all treat me very well, and I have also been to many film crews."

Lu Shengkuo paused for a moment: "Until..."

Shen Nanxing felt his muscles tense, and his heart tightened suddenly, and he turned to look at him.

His profile is very good-looking, especially from the chin to the base of the ears, the lines are very clear, but now there is a stiff line.

Shen Nanxing thought that he should comfort him.

But Lu Shengkuo quickly adjusted: "Until I heard my mother and my father quarreling, my mother has acted in plays for more than ten years, and she has always been tepid, and she has never won a leading actress."

He choked up: "The sentence that impressed me the most was my mother's saying, 'I tried so hard to make him famous, but now the popularity is there, but it has nothing to do with me'."

"She wants to use me to become popular. In the past, when directors asked me to act in a play, they would call her, but as I grow older, I am the only one."

Shen Nanxing knew that when he was young, he could act as a mother and child, but as his age and body changed, this joint relationship would be severed.

But Shen Nanxing's focus is different: "She is your mother, use you as a springboard for career advancement?"

He'd heard of the chaos in showbiz, but he couldn't imagine mothers and children like this—or dared to.

No matter how many interests there are, how can a tiger never eat a child, right?

Lu Shengkuo's eyes were red, and he looked helplessly at Shen Nanxing: "She and I are not biological mother and child."

Shen Nanxing: "Huh?"

"I don't even know who my biological parents are," Lu Shengkuo said. "I should have never known about it."

Shen Nanxing feels that there is too much information.

"In the second year of high school, it should be autumn. They took me to a reception. I met Ji Jiang for the first time. At that time, my impression was that he was a very gentlemanly man. They talked a lot about acting. I signed to Ji Fan Yunxing."

"It's a good thing for me, and Ji Jiang promised that if I sign the contract, I will find a way for my mother to play the heroine."

Shen Nanxing frowned in discomfort.

"But on the way back," Lu Shengkuo leaned back in the chair and took a deep breath, "They told me to move to Ji Jiang's villa the next day."

Of course Lu Shengkuo was unwilling. At that time, the dissatisfaction accumulated in his heart suppressed the entire rebellious period, so he quarreled with his "parents" in the back seat.

The dirty deal that belonged to him was thrown straight in the face, he couldn't stand it.

Shen Nanxing looked at his increasingly painful face, and grabbed him: "Stop talking."

Lu Shengkuo shook his head, his eyes became more and more red: "I just didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

When the truck rushed up, the arguing people didn't even scream. Lu Shengkuo woke up again, and the person in front of him was Ji Jiang, who was peeling a red apple.

His first sentence was: "Fortunately, I didn't hurt my face, otherwise the contract would have to be revised."

At that time, his "parents" were being rescued and needed a blood transfusion. Lu Shengkuo was squeezed into the corner of the seat, and there was a space for a triangular support in the deformed car. Except for the broken ribs, everything was fine.

Only then did he know that the blood type matching was unsuccessful.

"You followed Ji Jiang later?" Shen Nanxing reached out and patted his head.

"That's not counting," Lu Shengkuo sniffed, "I was going to void the contract, my mother is dead, and the partnership between the two parties can be terminated, but Ji Jiang said that my mother borrowed money from him a long time ago. "

This was not done by Jiang Jiang. Lu Shengkuo's "father" was addicted to gambling. He used means to borrow money from Jiang Jiang very early on, but later he couldn't pay, so he had to sell his "son".

People die like a lamp going out, but with millions, how could Ji Jiang allow them to waste money in vain?

He is a businessman, and those marketing efforts are all based on Lu Shengkuo to get the most benefits.

No wonder Lu Shengkuo said before that he likes acting, but for a while he hated it.

Things about Ji Jiang became clear, but Shen Nanxing was not at all relaxed.

Lu Shengkuo laughed instead: "Ji Jiang is very angry when I terminate the contract suddenly."

What Bei Ou said at the time was: as long as Ji Fanyunxing agreed to terminate the contract, any liquidated damages would be fine.

Naturally, it was impossible for Ji Jiang to set a sky-high price, but he also paid an additional 60.00% of the remaining arrears, plus his own breach of contract compensation payment.

Bei Ou agreed at that time. After the process was completed, the money was not delayed for a minute. It was like using an extremely sharp knife to make him draw a clear line from before.

Shen Nanxing exhaled heavily.

"I have been thinking a lot," Lu Shengkuo's tears finally flowed down, but they were very quiet, and they were quickly wiped away as soon as they touched his cheeks, "Why did I appear in this world, and what is my role?"

"God has its own arrangements." Shen Nanxing couldn't find a word, so he could only lean on his shoulder with his shoulder.

Lu Shengkuo looked at him with wet eyes: "Do I have biological parents?"

At 03:30 in the afternoon, the color of the sun began to darken.

Bian Yi walked over with a gossip face, and looked into the lounge: "Are you reconciled?"

Lu Shengkuo sat on the chair and didn't cry, but had no expression at all, as if he had fallen into a deep memory, Shen Nanxing stood up and hugged his head.

The waist was wrapped tightly, and there was no sound, but when he let go, the clothes on his stomach were moistened.

Now that he was taking the medicine, he spent a lot of energy telling the story of Shen Linghe's sequel before he could lull him to sleep.

After pouring a glass of water, Boss Shen shook his head: "No."

Shi Luoluo was particularly positive this time, with a particularly disappointed and puzzled expression: "Why? Both of you are like that!"

As she spoke, she suddenly hugged Qiao Nana's head, causing people to beat her.

Shen Nanxing could only keep shaking his head, reconciling this matter, Lu Shengkuo confessed and kept silent, even if he didn't mention it, he was too embarrassed to ask about the relationship between the two now.

Is this what it feels like to have your life disrupted?Feeling late syndrome started to show.

After receiving the news of the seminar in the afternoon, a group of people made an appointment to chat about the latest new ideas and achievements. He thought that it would be better to go on a business trip than to bother him.

Look for brand name inspiration by the way.

After these few days, he feels that the brand must show a meaning, it must be positive, and it must have a "story", and there are many things that ordinary people can't think of, and there are many things to post.

Jin Qi got a headache when he heard it: "Kill me, an illiterate!"

Shen Nanxing rolled his eyes, thinking about it, his thoughts still came to Lu Shengkuo. He felt that now he was thinking of a sea in the dark night. Anyone who entered would lose their way. Neither will emerge.

One thing is missing, just like Nanjiao Zhusheng is missing a brand, and Lu Shengkuo is missing an opportunity of "unrest".

He thought about it all afternoon, and said to Lu Shengkuo who woke up, "Don't worry about everything, you have your star path, just go straight ahead, don't care what demon Ji Jiang wants to be, the wicked will have their own rewards."

This is actually very unrealistic, at least for Lu Shengkuo, it is impossible for him to quit the circle now, and he will still have many hidden connections with Ji Jiang, and it is even impossible to say that he will leave this city.

But he was also tired. Several years of life had weighed him down, and now he planned to cut it all out and throw it away.

Seeing his stunned look, Shen Nanxing smiled, "You are Lu Shengkuo of Beiou now, and you are already a brand new artist."

Lu Shengkuo's lips moved, but he didn't say anything, but he took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth, and nodded affirmatively.

Shen Nanxing took him to dinner, and when he turned off the power, he added another sentence: "Laugh when you should laugh, cry when you should cry, and get angry when you should get angry. You are not wrong, and you don't need to pack yourself up to pay back the money."

The person behind stood still at the door of the studio, the setting sun shone on his white short-sleeved shirt, his eyes were so red that they couldn't go away, and mixed with the light into a thick oil paint.

In Lu Shengkuo's eyes, Shen Nanxing's eyelashes reflected by the setting sun are shining, and the fine afterimages below the cheekbones are also shining, which is born towards the light.

Shen Nanxing smiled in the light, Lu Shengkuo really wanted to hug him again.

They went to the Japanese-style shop again, and the girl named "Brother Nanxing" was still wearing a strawberry-patterned apron, but with a ponytail, she looked very energetic.

When he saw Lu Shengkuo, he narrowed his eyes and pointed happily: "You are the one from last time!"

He thought to himself, does this girl really not watch TV or anything?She was bumped on the arm by Shen Nanxing: "She returns to nature, no TV, no internet."

Lu Shengkuo: "Then what should I do if she calls and communicates with friends?"

He still has an assistant to help manage it, so he can't imagine what a girl who runs a shop like this would do.

"It's her alone," Shen Nanxing smiled, "Her boyfriend helps with online orders, but she only has an elderly phone."

Strange person, Lu Shengkuo looked at the figure of the girl ordering the new customer.

"Everyone has their own story and life."

Hearing Shen Nanxing say this, Lu Shengkuo put down the menu with a very solemn expression. He called Shen Nanxing's name and asked very piously: "You said last night that the two of us are making too much progress, so now."

Like a child who has made up his mind, he will spend all the money in his pocket to buy his favorite toy.

His chest rose and fell: "Then I start chasing you now, do you still think it's fast?"

"Can you let me slowly walk into your life?"

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Shen Linghe: Shen Nanxing, are you looking for a fight?