shining you

The two of them got into the nanny car first. Bodyguards, airport security guards, and staff were already lined up around the nanny car. They used a human wall to form a passage. Through the car window, they could still hear the screams of fans outside gradually approaching. Luo Chongning sat in the car. Beside Shen Chen, he said with a smile, "Listen to the ground-shaking posture, the fans of Mu Fuyang are here."

Shen Chen couldn't laugh, so he pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly.

Liang Xiao grabbed Mu Fuyang by the hem of his T-shirt, holding a few flowers in his hand, and was walking behind Shao Lulu. He had the most fans and the craziest combat effectiveness, so he chased him down from the elevator and ran this way.

Liang Xiao muttered softly, "This is too fucking like running away."

He hid behind Mu Fuyang and muttered, and the cameras and phones around him were shaking left and right, so he couldn't see clearly. Mu Fuyang was in a hurry to get in the car, and didn't pay much attention to the fans waiting here. Quiet, surprisingly different...

The steps he took were back again.

Liang Xiao was almost stepped on by him, and when he raised his head, he was stunned.

A sea of ​​white flowers, a team of ten or so people, still chrysanthemums, holding Shen Chen's hand banner, with black letters on a white background, set up a large funeral scene for Shen Chen, both men and women, all young, some of them are students Everyone's face is stubborn, indifferent, and disdainful.

Everyone was in an uproar.

Silently, almost entirely shifting the subject.

Mu Fuyang walked over without saying a word, and the huge crowd stopped the car. He walked up to the people sitting on the ground and picked up a flower.

"What?"

The girl with black-rimmed glasses shrank her eyes obviously, but immediately stood up and raised her chin: "You can't put it if you don't like it?"

The noise in the hall was muted by two-thirds of her voice, and the rustling discussion, matched with her last sound, was like a needle dropped on the ground.

Mu Fuyang held the flower: "Then who do you like?"

As soon as Shao Lulu turned her head, the team had stopped moving, and the crowd automatically formed a circle at a distance of more than ten meters away. Mu Fuyang was immediately pissed off, and walked back with the wind on her high heels, cursing in her heart: Mu Fuyang, you are going to die, Make trouble for my old lady again!You go even this little way--

She peeled away the crowd and squeezed into the middle to take a look, stunned.

Not even talking as sharply as before: "Well, what's going on here?"

Liang Xiao's face also darkened.

Everyone is quiet.

Mu Fuyang threw the flowers on the ground and crushed them, and raised his eyelids: "Whose fans are all of you? I want to know whose fans are so unqualified."

The girl's face flushed red, and she stomped her feet in an extremely corrupt manner: "I just hate Shen Chen, can't I?!!!"

"..."

"I just hate crux with Shen Chen, can't I?!!!"

Echoes roamed the halls.

"Okay." Mu Fuyang reached out and snatched the banner with a swipe. With his fingers hard, the inferior chemical fiber cracked, and the banner was broken in the middle. "Crux hates you too."

"..." The dozen or so men and women who sat down were shocked and stood up one after another.

Some of the fans around retreated without a trace.

"If you are a fan of Crux..." He was still tearing, surrounded by people taking pictures, the only sound of camera shutters and the hissing of cloth being split could be heard in the silence, "You have to like everyone in Crux, otherwise you Just don't like it."

"..."

"If you are my fan, you have to like Shen Chen, and if you don't like it, then don't be my fan."

There was a hiss, and he spread his hands, turning them all into white crumbs.

The hands holding the fans and flowers trembled, and he snatched half of them in an instant and threw them on the ground.

A short-haired young man at the head turned dark: "What are you doing, you're still fighting."

"..."

Mu Fuyang squinted his eyes, raised his brown hair, and curled his lips into a smile, then he rushed over in an instant, and said in a deep voice, "I'm fucking calling now."

***

Bumps on the car on the highway.

Of course, it’s not the highway bumps, but Shao Lulu’s mood swings. Just now she didn’t notice, Mu Fuyang plunged into the fan group, and even beat up the president. Now it’s all right, it’s really a deep-water nuclear bomb that detonated the heat Searching, there are endless notifications on the phone, WeChat, Weibo, and phone calls. She is struggling to deal with it with a half-hearted smile, and she is really tearful in her heart.

I was wrong, I was really wrong. On New Year’s Eve, the little sisters went to Taifeng Mountain to burn incense and pray for auspicious stars and good weather for this year’s career. Why did I just get lazy and not go?It’s all right now, the mourning star shines brightly, and lives in the center of the storm every day. Why do the artists brought by them win prizes and get soft hands, and the money is so hard to count. The scenery is infinite. In [-], when CP was fried until Gongshou was scorched black, with mixed reputations, why am I so tired.

The WeChat ping ding kept ringing, she simply threw it aside, and pulled the perpetrator over to look at his face carefully: "Let me see, my chin is red, fighting with fans, let me tell you what's good about you."

Mu Fuyang raised his chin, stubborn like a donkey, pursed his mouth and said nothing, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Is that pink? That's black!"

She got angry when she mentioned it, and poked it with a finger: "That's black, you are mentally retarded!"

"Why do people hate you? I just figured it out. Aren't you a low-headed family with advanced cell phone cancer? You've been reading Weibo forum posts all day long, and you've been feeding them to dogs. Come and go, the photos are all taken by others, are you two so poor?!"

After squinting at Shen Chen, his head immediately drooped in the back row.

Shao Lulu clasped her arms and shook her head: "The ten or so number that the president brings is your fan, but besides your fan, he is also a fan of Crux before, maybe he is also a fan of Yu Chenxi."

She sighed: "It can only be said that first come first come first, Shen Chen is the one who arrives last."

Liang Xiao couldn't listen anymore, and hugged Shen Chen: "Why, was there a crux before? It's only been a few days since the crux was established? Besides, you can curse when you arrive later?! You can set up a mourning hall at the airport?! Isn't this Curse him--"

Shao Lulu's eyes widened: "Don't say that word!"

Seeing the car driving to the TV station, followed by several fan cars, she patted Shen Chen on the shoulder: "Just act as if you didn't see anything, nothing happened, and you'll be recording a show later, it will take about half a day. This is our first variety show, you have to know the seriousness, just smile—"

Mu Fuyang roared: "Okay, it's not over."

Shao Lulu: "..."

Shen Chen tried his best to force a smile, and said softly, "I know."

When Mu Fuyang heard the words, he turned his head to look at him, and frowned: "Laughing is uglier than crying, stop laughing."

"..." Shen Chen pursed his lips.

The boss really didn't understand him, if he didn't laugh, he might cry again.

Strange, the nerves of the mouth and the nerves of the eyes are still connected?Why did he pursed his lips, feeling a gust of heat rushing into his eye sockets.

Seeing that there were more and more fans on the side of the road, he rubbed his face with his hand and said to Liang Xiao, "How about I walk by your side?"

The voices outside had already begun, and Mu Fuyang's voice drifted over: "Everyone walk behind me."

"..."

In fact, fans swiped their phones bored while waiting on the side of the road, and they had already seen the shocking big melon. Fans and blacks began to scold each other on Weibo. After all, it was Mu Fuyang who beat someone first. The character did not get one-sided comments, but more scolding. Fans felt that he was definitely not in a good mood today. Sure enough, Mu Fuyang got out of the car, with a blank face, and walked in the front , walking with a murderous look.

Normally, he rarely looked at the banners around him, but when he entered the gate of the TV station, he looked at it very seriously, slowed down, passed each fan club slowly, and finally walked in the door.

Fans who followed from the airport excitedly explained to the garrison beside him: "Brother Yang was so angry that he rushed over with lightning speed, I was scared to death by me! I messed up the filming afterwards. Haha, the school bully is possessed, Brother Yang is definitely a good fighter! Huaizhou No. [-] Middle School is the leader!"

Luo Chongning was behind the mat, his eyes were calm with a hint of indifference, he glanced at the fans, and smiled back.

They couldn't laugh, how could he still laugh.

After going to the rest room to take a proper rest, the director of the program group also came over to calm his emotions, but except for Shen Chen and Shao Lulu who responded, the remaining three remained silent.

Shao Lulu winked at Mu Fuyang and told him to come over, but she rolled her eyes back.

Depend on……

In the end, Luo Chongning came out to save the scene, and Shen Chen was finally able to sit aside and rest.

Brain is messed up.

Closing his eyes and letting the makeup artist reapply his makeup and blow-dry his hair, he kept telling himself not to think about those things.

But that scene is always lingering in my mind.

There were only a few people, holding flowers and banners to sit quietly in protest, with firm eyes and firm expressions, and their faces were full of ridicule and disdain when they saw him pass by.

As if his presence at crux was really a mistake.

He couldn't sit still.

After the makeup artist finished sweeping the ends of his eyes, he stood up and peeked at Sister Lulu and the other three people.

Shao Lulu was still confirming the situation with the staff, Mu Fuyang and Liang Xiao were applying makeup, Luo Chongning's hairstyle was a bit slumped, and the stylist was helping him curl his hair. He was brushing his phone with his head down, his brows furrowed.

Shen Chen walked up to Shao Lulu with small steps, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered to her: "Sister Lulu, can I go out...be quiet."

Shao Lulu interrupted the conversation, raised her head to look at him, sighed softly, and asked the staff next to her, "Do you have a lounge here? It's smaller, yes, don't be disturbed..."

Shen Chen quickly bowed as if he was granted an amnesty: "Thank you, Sister Lulu, thank you."

Shao Lulu patted him on the shoulder: "It's only half an hour, and I will definitely be here in half an hour."

"understood."

Mu Fuyang finished his eyes, and watched from the mirror that Shao Lulu and the cub disappeared at the door.

"Do you want cigarettes?"

"...I don't know how to smoke, thank you."

"..." Shao Lulu was stunned, and then patted Shen Chen's head who was sitting down, "It's really good."

"........."

"Then leave some paper for you, I always need it." Before she finished her sentence, a pack of papers had already flown onto the tea table, and her voice floated weakly from above Shen Chen's head, "When you cry, put your eyelids on, don't cry The eyes are swollen and blistered. The makeup is probably whitening."

"I will do my best..."

"Try what...?"

Try not to cry.

It's a pity that I opened my mouth and didn't say anything. Well, the nerves in the mouth are really connected to the lacrimal glands. This year's public election will take a physical health class. This boring discovery may be a nonsense for the end of the semester. short essay.

Just fine at school...

How good it is to simply be a student.

You don't have to come here to be ruthlessly denied by others.

Not wanting to tell any of them, he swiped the video on Weibo.

Strange.He doesn't know how much Yu Chenxi has paid, but he knows how much he has paid. In the past five years, except for school days, he has spent almost all his spare time and vacations training in the company, picking out every newly learned dance, and singing every song carefully. The newly learned songs are excited because of every opportunity to be selected as the background board of senior brothers and sisters. Because of mistakes, I cried and practiced the basic skills of zama stance. Five years, nearly [-] days and nights, with constant cold and heat, rain or shine.Why didn't he like Yu Chenxi?

But there is no way, this is not a question, there is no right or wrong.

So anything can be right and everything can be wrong.

People don't like Shen Chen with crux, so what can I do, what can I do?

There is no reason.

Likes and dislikes don't need a reason.

So it can't be done.

Suddenly there was a strong sense of powerlessness, like a stuffy fist that shattered the ambitions and longings in his chest, shattered his warm heart, and the blood was about to leak out, turning into dry and hard debris.

He slowly buried his head in his knees, feeling his knees getting wet little by little.

It was so fucking bad, I quickly took out a piece of paper and put it under my eyes.

Click—the door seemed to be opened.

Hey, sister Lulu hasn't left yet?

Shen Chen didn't look up, didn't notice that there was a figure much taller than Shao Lulu at the door, that figure lazily leaned against the door: "Why are you crying?"

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