heart [entertainment circle]

"Is there? I saw people just now, but they disappeared in a blink of an eye—"

"Go up the steps and have a look, go over there, if you see it, contact me online!"

It was the first time for Gu Ming to see this kind of scene similar to a zombie massacre. He watched helplessly as men and women ran away in two separate ways, and some of them took a special look at him before leaving.

"A debt collector?" Gu Ming saw that everyone had left, and pulled his buddy's hand away.

The buddy was leaning against his ear, laughing a little joyously, panting while laughing.

"You're crazy!" Gu Ming exploded in anger, and twisted the other's arm, forcing him to let go of the pain.

"No," the buddy took a step back, still smiling, and took off his hood with his left hand: "They are my fans."

When Gu Ming saw his face clearly, his eyes immediately became straight - Zhou Yu, this person is Zhou Yu!

"Oh." Gu Ming replied calmly.

Zhou Yu stood two steps away from him, looking thinner than what he saw on TV and huge posters.Long legs, handsome face.

"My name is Zhou Yu, and I sing "Wuxin"." Zhou Yu pointed at himself.

"I know." Gu Ming wanted to say that your posters are plastered all over the subway and bus stations, no one would recognize them.

Zhou Yu, who probably thought he was so popular, was only stunned for a second: "Thank you just now, what's your brother's name?"

"...Gu Ming." Gu Ming put his hands in his pockets, feeling cold.

"Which name?" Zhou Yu didn't wait for Gu Ming to agree, he took out two pieces of paper and a pen from the pocket of the sweater and gave him, "One is my signature, please sign it for me too, so that I can remember you. "

Gu Ming: "..."

Look at this big face, overwhelming.

Gu Ming reluctantly took the paper and pen, threw Zhou Yu's card into his coat pocket, pulled out the cap of the pen and signed his name on the blank paper.

"Okay." Gu Ming returned the pen and paper to him.

Zhou Yu lowered his head and saw that his hand was flying with good handwriting, but he didn't see what he signed.

It’s okay if you don’t understand it, after all, this is considered an art signature, and ordinary people have to receive express delivery, right?

"Let's go." Gu Ming waved his hand.

"Wait a minute!" Zhou Yu called him.

Gu Ming ignored him, he was so cold that he just wanted to hurry back home, until he heard Zhou Yu say: "I told you to give you [-]."

It's not more than [-], and you can't even buy half a parking space in this kind of city. The equivalent price used to be Fu Yan's car wheel.

But rounding it up is enough for the current Gu Ming to spend a year, and he can ask Fu Yan to cook the hot pot more than a dozen times with meat on his mouth.

He's not a god, he's just a fucking poor man who doesn't have enough savings to slap him in the face, all pretentious monsters have to bow their heads under the money, and they have to burn and worship during the festivals, even his father is not exempt!

Gu Ming stopped and looked back at Zhou Yu: "No need."

To be honest, Gu Ming wanted to slap himself.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I fucked Mr. Gu! Mr. Gu has a backbone!" Fu Yan laughed out loud on the phone.

"Laugh at your sister." After taking a shower, Gu Ming opened a can of Budweiser with his mobile phone between his hands, "What are you doing?"

There was something strange on the other end of the phone, and Fu Yan continued to laugh: "Didn't you hear that? Applause for you who are about to starve to death!"

"Fuck!" Gu Ming felt a chill, and directly pinched Ah's phone.

After taking a sip of beer, Gu Ming leaned back on the chair and pretended to be dead. It didn't take long for Fu Yan's WeChat to come over, and he could still play with his phone while doing it...

I really didn't perfuse you: Zhou Yu is really popular this week, you go to Weibo to read it, it's all on the hot search!

You take care of me, uncle: don't watch.

It’s really not perfunctory for you: Aren’t you writing about his manuscript, you just write that he spent [-] yuan to buy you to go to him hahaha!

You care about me, uncle: I only have one hundred thousand at a time?

I really didn't perfunctory you: Hahaha, this is your focus?

I'm not perfunctory: Let's have an interview, Mr. Gu, how do you feel right now [Microphone]

You care about me:...

You Gu uncle me: [Regret, now I regret it very much]

I really didn't perfuse you: 20 for you!People want you to kiss him more now, do you want to kiss him?

You take care of me, uncle: Kiss, kiss!Press the ground and kiss to death!

I really didn't perfunctory you: Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ! !

You care about me, uncle: Are you still in good spirits?

I really didn't perfuse you: the little ones dare not!

You care about me: Concentrate on doing it, get out!

I really didn't perfunctory you: Chirp!

Gu Ming quit WeChat, took a look at his laptop and took a look at the manuscript that he only changed punctuation marks this afternoon, after typing a few times, he still had no idea, so he simply went to Weibo to take a look.

The hot search about Zhou Yu is: Zhou Yu appeared on Tonghe Road.

Gu Ming clicked in to see, Zhou Yu's fans were really crazy, and they were still howling to find Zhou Yu until now.

The most popular one is: Zhou Yu appeared in Tonghe Street! ! !Live Zhou Yu! ! !

The accompanying picture shows Zhou Yu hanging a white headphone cable and standing in front of the vending machine to choose a drink.Zhou Yu was tall and slender, and when he raised his hand to press the top row of buttons, his white wrist was exposed from the cuff of his black sweater.

The comment below is this: Don't disturb him! Group A and Miss Fan, group B follow me, we divide into two ways to outflank——

Gu Ming slid all the way down, as if watching a bandit suppression drama, curious how Zhou Yu escaped.

As a singer-songwriter, Zhou Yu is very young in the circle, only 26 years old this year. At the age of 19, he participated in a talent show and won the first place, but he has been unknown since he came out. Others took him as a fresh meat.Until the release of an album three years ago, Zhou Yu suddenly became famous overnight, and anyone caught on the road would sing his songs.

Maybe it's because his famous experience is too weird, and there are many people who hate him.A large number of gossip manuscripts wrote that he was pierced through the bed board all the way, and that he was involved in a car rollover accident at a concert.Some insiders even revealed in interviews that Zhou Yu was "sexy", insinuating that he was a fellow, or the one lying down there.

In a crowd of malicious manuscripts, Gu Ming admitted that he was really incapable of hacking to new heights.

I can't really say that this brother has been raped, Gu Ming's hands are on the keyboard, black lines are all over his head.

Sitting like this until 11:30 at night, Gu Ming had no choice but to fill in what Fu Yan said, "Pay [-] people to him".

After thinking about it, I was not very happy, so I changed it to 100 million.

The next day, Gu Ming went back to work early in the morning and was criticized by Luo Na.

"Spend 100 million to get others to go to him? If you want to write, write the process in detail! Let the readers feel real after seeing it!" Luo Na threw the manuscript on the table: "It's like you and others Say your family has 100 million, will anyone believe it?!"

Gu Ming: "..."

He has never fucked a man before, how can he write the process in detail?Gu Ming slandered.

"Really! You can't teach me no matter what! I don't think you are suitable for writing manuscripts at all—" Rona yelled.

"I think so too." Gu Ming finally couldn't help it, and pushed back.

At worst, pack up your things and leave now. He has done this kind of thing in the past three years.

"You!" Lorna pointed at him, and you didn't say anything after a long time, "Your home is near Tonghe Road, right?"

"Ah?" The topic changed so that Gu Ming was dizzy.

"Isn't it?!" Rona yelled.

"Yes." Gu Ming replied.

"I called you last night. You were outside and so quiet. Are you on Tonghe Road?" Lorna smiled.

"...Yes." Gu Ming suddenly felt scared.

After thinking about it for a while, he simply told the story of meeting Zhou Yu last night, omitting the stupid part of Zhou Yu hugging him and offering him a hundred thousand.

"That's it?" Rona went from extremely excited to vaguely disappointed.

Except for Zhou Yu's great style, there is really no black material to dig out. Writing it can only make fans think "ahhh Yu Yu is so cute".

"Oh, he finally gave me a VIP ticket for next week's concert." Gu Ming added.

"Wow!" Rona clapped her hands excitedly.

Gu Ming saw with his own eyes that his colleague who was dozing off next to him was so frightened that he bounced up.

"You you you!" Lorna pointed at him again, "Where's the ticket?"

"If you want, I can give it to you." Gu Ming said.

He hoped that Lorna would not take it, because he was going to sell it for a few thousand dollars.

"I don't want it! Do you still listen to children singing when you are in your forties?" Lorna ordered: "This ticket is not allowed to be given away or sold, you have to go."

"What am I going to do?" Gu Ming was puzzled.

"Create friendship with him!" Rona shouted excitedly: "VIP ticket! Of course it's pretending to be his fans digging up his black material!"

Gu Ming: "..."

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