360 degrees being pursued manual [entertainment circle]

In the backstage where people come and go, Xiao Yan is reading the script.

Pei Zheng dragged a chair over to sit with him, and said with a smile, "Don't be too nervous, if you don't remember, we can play by ourselves."

Xiao Yan was not polite: "If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome."

Pei Zheng shook his head, "You have to have some confidence in yourself. I think you've been reading the script here for more than two hours. What could go wrong?"

Xiao Yan accepted his compliment in disguise, and pressed a few stick figures under the script without changing color.

The rehearsal time is tight. As the protagonist, Pei Zheng managed to find some time. He doesn't really want to spend too much chatting. If he has this time, he might as well sleep.

Finding a book to cover his face, Pei Zheng fell asleep in a second. Before he fell asleep, he thought in a daze that this newcomer talks less, not bad!

Xiao Yan seemed to be born with an aura of silence. When he wanted to be alone, people passing by him would subconsciously walk lightly.

In the noisy background, he abruptly created a clean place.

Pei Zheng, who slept soundly for more than 20 minutes, was very satisfied.

Give yourself a like again, and you will know that this place is clean.

Pei Zheng's manager saw this from a distance, stopped his footsteps to call someone, took out his phone to take a few pictures, and left happily.

Taking a sip of the fat sea in his cup, Pei Zheng continued to be paralyzed as an old man, trying to stay longer.Until they were called away by the assistant, they only said a few words at the beginning, but it was rare for Pei Zheng to have a good sense of Xiao Yan.

The reason is simple and nonsensical, it is because Xiao Yan talks less.

It's better to talk less, so you don't have to struggle to deal with various topics, and you don't seem awkward.

God knows that every time I stay with the young man, facing the bunch of "Senior, do you think this is right..." "Senior, do you think XXXX" "Senior, look at OOOO", how much he wishes he was deaf.

Thinking of this, Pei Zheng praised himself again.

This man was well found.

Pei Zheng had ten concerts in total, Xiao Yan only attended the one in Haicheng, and the rehearsal tasks were not too many.

As for his being a special guest, he was temporarily suppressed by public relations, waiting for the right time to release it.

That's what the company said on the face of it, that is, scripts have been delivered a lot more diligently recently.

Chen Sheng was so anxious that he hinted several times to Zhao Ji to ask Xiao Yan to choose the script as soon as possible.

Xiao Yan recently planned to set aside some time to deal with some things, and in the end he only chose a martial arts production team who asked him to be a master of the outside world.

He must come down here and the company will act immediately, and quickly spend a lot of money to get Pei Zheng also a second male in this crew.

Coincidentally, the role of Xiao Yan happens to be the mentor of Pei Zheng's character, so it is perfectly normal for Pei Zheng to invite Xiao Yan to the concert.

Chen Sheng notified him to go down to build momentum, and arranged everything else. Then he took a sip of milk tea and let out a satisfied sigh.

It can be regarded as the completion of the task assigned by the neurotic boss.

After calculating the bonuses he could get, Chen Sheng felt that life was wonderful.

The next second, his phone vibrated.

After swiping the screen, Chen Sheng's smile froze on his face.

He followed Xiao Yan's Weibo message and clicked in. On the official blog of Pei Zheng's concert, several photos were clearly arranged in a nine-square grid.

The picture is warm, the colors are harmonious, and the composition is perfect.

The two people in the photo are sitting next to each other, one is holding Pang Dahai and drinking slowly, the other is looking down at the desk book, they are equally handsome and equally beautiful.

The demeanor is quiet, looking at it, there is still such a quiet taste of the years.

- What a shit!

Special Assistant felt bald.

The most terrible thing is that the official blog jokingly posted a sentence "rocking chair elderly group", in addition to pinching and curious onlookers, some fans even left a message saying that these two people seem to have a sense of CP, calling "so cute, so cute" "Good match, good match".

God TM is so good, believe it or not, Qi Zong hired a hacker to hack your computer in minutes? !

He really wanted to get the idiot who put this photo up to get it down immediately, but he saw it all, and President Qi didn't?

When it comes to Xiao Yan, Qi Mo doesn't go crazy once or twice, and he doesn't want to try how much bonus he will take away if he makes his own way.

But you still have to ask.

He called his boss.

"what's up?"

For the first time, Qi Mo's tone was not too bad.

Chen Sheng pretended to be business-like, "Boss, there was a mistake in the official blog of Pei Zheng's concert, do you need me to ask them to remove the photos immediately?"

Qi Mo was displeased: "Then it makes people think that Ah Yan is rejected?"

Remembering that this was his special assistant, he finally said one more thing; "I will handle this matter myself, don't let the people below meddle."

Chen Sheng: I don't know why, but it feels more convenient.

Qi Mo hung up the phone, still in a bad mood after all.

It's not because he thinks that Xiao Yan and Pei Zheng really have something to do, other than Mr. Qi falling headfirst into Xiao Yan and worrying about gains and losses, he is full of confidence when facing other people.

He was always only worried about Xiao Yan's love affair in the past that he didn't know, or making up his mind to die alone, but he didn't think that anyone but himself could make Xiao Yan fancy.

But this time I was still angry.

Don't these netizens claim to be sharp-eyed?Why didn't he see that he and Ah Yan were about to have something!

Blind for nothing!

In view of this, Mr. Qi decided to be ruthless.

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"It's the first time Yanyan appeared at a concert, in front of so many people, I don't know if she will be nervous."

"Ahhhh, I can actually see brother Yan, thank you King Pei, I decided to follow him in the future!"

"So nervous, so nervous, by the way, where are your seats? If you are in the front, do you think it is possible to interact with Yanyan?"

"Everyone, keep your voice down and keep a low profile. After all, it's Tianwang Pei's home stadium. Let's not conflict with the fans of Tianwang."

Fang Rou waved a small flag to comfort her.

A girl with a ponytail nodded her back. Under Fang Rou's puzzled eyes, she pointed at the back with a stiff face, and said weakly, "I don't think anyone will pay attention to us."

——Because they all watched over there.

Fang Rou stared dumbfounded at the eight black suits with long legs lined up over there.

The person in the front is also wearing a suit that looks expensive, plus a famous watch, a brooch and a well-groomed suit.

The type fully interprets what it means that XXX will come, or the momentum of the black O prince.

Then the black O prince led eight thugs (crossed out) and carried a light board covered by a cloth, and entered the concert scene with arrogance and arrogance, as if on a battlefield.

Fang Rou said uncertainly: "...Why do I feel that the person at the front looks familiar."

The boy in the team pushed his glasses, and a light flashed through the lens, "It looks familiar, let me remind you, the last fan meeting——"

Fang Rou recalled it for a while, the more she recalled, the more she resembled...

The worldview is shaky.

She entered the arena with fans with dreamy expressions on her face, subconsciously looking for Mr. Qi.

In fact, there is no need to look for it.

Mr. Qi's ostentation is worthy of his status.

On the right side of the first row, Mr. Qi has reserved ten seats in a row, for black suits to hold up lights, coupled with cool attire and momentum, basically as long as he can see his eyes are there.

The same goes for Xiao Yan.

Halfway through the concert, he was hanging wire behind his back, stepping on the drums and falling from the sky.

Sparks shot out on the stage, and the moment his handsome eyebrows were raised, they pierced everyone's eyes through the big screen.

Cold and aggressive!

The venue burst into cheers.

The entire space seemed to be his domain, and the moment he spoke, his magnetic voice was the sole master!

The somewhat sluggish atmosphere in the venue was instantly mobilized.

Although the vast majority here are not his fans, and may not even have heard of him, no one can keep calm wherever his eyes flick.

As he sang in the lyrics——

"The first moment I saw you,

Couldn't keep calm anymore. "

The bodyguards had already taken off the cloth, and standing in front of the shining light board, Qi Mo looked at this man with something shiny in his eyes.

In his last life, he really determined his mind at a concert that Ah Yan participated in.

When that person's eyes lightly passed over his body, it was like a piece of falling snow, the tip of his heart was icy cold, but there was an uncontrollable heat erupting from his chest.

Something came to light in an instant.

Later, apart from those years in the army, he never missed a movie premiere of Xiao Yan, nor did he miss a concert.

At those concerts, he always bought a ticket to the right, quietly watching the people on the stage shine brightly.

That year, Qi Mo, accompanied by glow sticks and cheering crowds, understood his feelings, and realized very clearly that no matter how shallow or deep his liking for Xiao Yan was, such feelings would only come once in a lifetime. .

Some people, after seeing him, others lose their color.

Probably because he was too reckless in the first half of his life and didn't pay attention to anything, so God sent Xiao Yan.

Qi Mo then learned to worry, learn to miss, learn to be silent and sad, and finally learned to suffer.

But he still wants to thank God.

There are seven continents, 230 countries, 10295 cities, and a population of 74 billion in this world. In a person’s lifetime, there will be 2580550 passing times. This possibility is a life.Among the countless kinds of life, only one can meet Ah Yan, and he is here.

Therefore he is devoutly grateful.

The song ended and the lights slowly dimmed.

Qi Mo blinked, and blinked back what was in his eyes.

Someone held his hand, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Follow me."

It's Ah Yan.

"How did you come here?" What to do if fans find out.

Xiao Yan dragged him along the wide street, the sky under the night was bright and beautiful, when he turned his head, the eyes and eyebrows soaked in the light were no longer cold, only warm and beautiful remained.

Like the invisible flowing sea surface, and the subtle and deep warm current buried under the sea surface, "I see you."

It's just that when the eyes passed by, the tip of the heart seemed to be stung by a needle, so I couldn't control it, so it came.

Qi Mo grabbed him, "I'll take you to a place."

Xiao Yan gave him the dominance.

When getting out of the car, Qi Mo pointed to the front and said, "There is an astronomical observatory. I have always wanted to show you."

I want to take you to see, and under the witness of the stars and silence, I want to ask if you would like to be with me.

lifetime.

Sitting down on the observatory, Qi Mo said: "Ah Yan, I used to hear that the science fiction writer Bok and his wife met in the depths of the nebula after they died. At that time, I was thinking that if I were with you, I would die. But as long as we can meet again after death, there is probably nothing to be afraid of."

"I love you, Xiao Yan. It's been a long time, since the first time we met in my previous life."

"It's not Xiao Lan, it's not anyone else, it's just Xiao Yan."