Officially unannounced [entertainment circle]

At dusk, friends invited by Chu Manman and his wife arrived one after another, and buffet meals were also set up in the restaurant.

You Yi and Wen Cheng nestled in the corner. He had never experienced such an occasion, and his big eyes looked curiously at many faces he knew or hadn't seen.

In the ear is Wen Cheng's lazily introducing——

A certain director, a certain screenwriter, a certain host, a certain singer, two idiots...

what?

A pair of ears were burned red by the warm and sincere breath, and You Yi's thoughts were burned into limp balls floating. He suddenly heard this name, and he subconsciously suspected that he had heard it wrong.

The result looked up.

Surrounded by the crowd, the "two idiots" casually held a glass of red wine in their hands, socializing with all kinds of people with ease.The temperament is outstanding, and the words and smiles are Yanyan.

Standing there, even though he was wearing a simple black half-sleeve shirt, he naturally became the focus of the crowd.

Jiang Lianghan, the movie king.

Maybe except Wen Cheng, no one else would think of associating the three words "two idiots" with him.

But just because of the difference, it also shows the status of this person in Wen Cheng's heart... You Yi narrowed his eyes, and quietly moved to Wen Cheng's side.

Wen Cheng leaned back lazily, with his hands resting on the back of his chair, as soon as You Yi got closer, it seemed as if he was actively leaning into his arms.

The child didn't know whether he didn't pay attention or took advantage secretly, his face was red like a little apple.When his shoulders and Wen Cheng's shoulders were pressed together, he quietly asked, "Brother, are you familiar with the actor Jiang Lianghan?"

"Huh?" Wen Cheng was looking at the freshly baked egg tarts. Hearing this question, he turned his eyes to Yu Yi who was leaning on his arms. Instead of answering directly, he smiled first, "What? You have to worry about it." Does he want to sign?"

Even though it wasn't the first time Wen Cheng teased herself with this question, when You Yi heard it, she waved her hands to prove: "I don't."

"That's good." Wen Cheng pinched his cheek, pointed out his hand, skipped the question directly, and ordered him very confidently, "Go get me an egg tart."

Although there were a lot of people here, it was a private gathering after all, everyone was dressed casually, and they didn't just focus on making connections like going to a banquet.There are many people picking their favorite food beside the buffet table.

There are quite a few flavors of egg tarts, knowing that Wen Cheng hasn't eaten much at night, You Yi took a plate and prepared several flavors to choose from.

"The mango egg tart made by his chef tastes the best," someone beside him suddenly said, "the purple potato tart is relatively mediocre."

"Oh." You Yi didn't have any opinion on the choice of egg tart flavor, left and right egg tarts didn't have lemon flavor.At this time, when he heard others say that, he obediently took the purple potato egg tart off the plate, "Thank you Brother Jiang."

"Yo, you know me." Jiang Lianghan put aside the empty red wine glass in his hand, with a persistent smile on his lips, looking curiously at the child in front of him.

"Of course we know each other." There was no malice in Jiang Lianghan's eyes, and You Yi responded with a smile.Even when the other party looked at him, he was quietly observing this person.

Jiang Lianghan and Wen Cheng are about the same age, and they debuted almost at the same time, so they are often compared.After Wen Cheng retired from filming, Jiang Lianghan is a well-deserved top actor in the domestic entertainment industry.

Although the fans of the two families often blackmail each other, and Youyi is a little idiot who tore up Wenjiang's CP with his bare hands, Youyi actually doesn't have any antipathy toward Jiang Lianghan himself, and even has a little respect and appreciation for outstanding actors.

Naturally, there is no comparison with Wen Cheng, but You Yi has watched almost all of Jiang Lianghan's movies. If Wen Cheng hadn't deliberately teased him, he might really have asked for an autograph—after all, his roommate Ke Zixuan liked it very much. Jiang Lianghan.

But... You Yi picked up the plate containing egg tarts and a few delicate cakes, and didn't have much communication with Jiang Lianghan at this time, and nodded with a smile: "Then I'll go back first, Brother Jiang."

"Don't worry." Jiang Lianghan raised his hand and tugged at his arm, loosened it with one touch, and walked straight to the balcony, "Let's find a place to chat first... Oh, don't worry about Wen Cheng, I just saw Jiang Lang I called him away, maybe I wanted to take him to meet some friends."

You Yi was slightly stunned, and took a few steps to look at the seat where Wen Cheng was sitting with just now, and there was no one there.

He just lowered his head and didn't notice...

You Yi looked at Jiang Lianghan's back with a complicated expression, took a deep breath quietly, and followed him after all.

The balcony has also been carefully designed, with a layer of glass blocking. Although people can be seen inside from the outside, they cannot hear the conversation between the two at all.

When he entered, Jiang Lianghan was already sitting on one side, and Youyi put the plate on the table. The man also picked up a piece of chocolate mousse cake from it very naturally, and put it on his lips, as if he just remembered to ask: "Should I Can you eat it?"

"It's okay." You Yi nodded.

"That's good," Jiang Lianghan got permission, bit off half of the cake in one bite, and muttered casually, "Wen Cheng protects food to death, don't tell him I ate his cake."

"Brother Wen Cheng wants to eat an egg tart," You Yi seemed to respond seriously, "A few cakes are fine."

Jiang Lianghan choked on a mouthful of cake, looked at the harmless kid opposite him, and felt that he should refresh his understanding of him.

After Jiang Lianghan ate three pieces of cake, he asked Youyi some basic and common questions halfway through. Seeing that Youyi was going to keep answering all questions but never opening his mouth to ask questions until the topic was over, the dignified international actor was the first to ask questions. I didn't hold my breath for a step.

He let out a breath, and finally vomited out the question that he had held back for several days in front of the person involved: "Are you and Wen Cheng... together?"

You Yi looked up at him, Jiang Lianghan didn't hide, or even his acting skills couldn't hide the panic on his face.

This panic was like confirming the seed that You Yi had secretly suspected in his heart, and it dragged his heart to the bottom inexplicably.

For a moment, You Yi wanted to nod his head and admit that he and Wen Cheng were indeed together, as if declaring sovereignty, and completely shattered the secret thoughts held by other people.

However, he heard himself say so clearly:

"No... I haven't been with Wen Cheng yet."

After saying this, he noticed that Jiang Lianghan's unconsciously tense body suddenly relaxed while waiting for his answer.

——The overwhelming regret broke through You Yi's shackles, whether it was reason or cowardice.

He put his hands under the table and tightened them tightly, opened his mouth, and explained dryly: "I like Brother Wen Cheng very much, and he agreed to let me, let me chase him."

"That's it," Jiang Lianghan chuckled, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at Youyi's state of being in danger at the moment, or the sentence itself, "Then you have to work hard, Wen Cheng is really hard to chase."

Not difficult.

You Yi pursed her lips.

Wen Cheng took his flowers, took him out to play, and even agreed to let him hold hands today.The interlocking kind.

When he works harder, he will probably be able to hug and kiss Wen Cheng soon... and finally live together.

"You don't believe it?" Jiang Lianghan sighed and laughed at himself, "I've been chasing him for nearly ten years, but I haven't gotten a result from the beginning to the end. Isn't that difficult?"

You Yi was stunned, and looked up at him.

Seeing his unbelievably sluggish expression at the moment, Jiang Lianghan was amused by him, and reached out to take a small egg tart: "I have given up now, work hard, don't go my way... catch up with one or two If there is no result in a month, let’s pull it down as soon as possible, according to the experience of the seniors, it would be a pity to waste a day or two on that person."

"Well," he glanced at the egg tart that he had bitten into, and the corners of his lips curled up, "It really tastes like mango."

"……what."

The direction of this topic that Youyi hadn't expected at the end made him a little overwhelmed. The mood that was so heavy that he dragged on slowly floated in the void, whether it was relaxation or fear.

"This expression?" Jiang Lianghan sneered, "You don't think that I called you here to throw a check to keep you away from Wen Cheng?"

"No, no, no." You Yi hurriedly shook his head, but then secretly lowered his head again, "I just guessed that Brother Jiang might be...fair competition?"

"Pfft—fair competition?" Jiang Lianghan really laughed out loud this time, but fortunately, the sound insulation was good, so he didn't let his actor's idol burden be torn apart on the spot, "Why should I compete fairly with you, a young boy who has just grown up? If not, you have to prove to Wen Cheng that his charm is astonishing? It's fine if he's blind, I'm not stupid. "

You Yi frowned, and just as she was about to say something, Jiang Lianghan took out a chocolate bar and slapped her.

"You are not allowed to speak casually in front of seniors!" Jiang Lianghan looked at him ferociously, "It must not be a good thing! I have finally broken up in love, so no matter what you say at this time, you are not allowed to refute!"

You Yi, who was biting a chocolate bar, looked at Jiang Lianghan as if he looked a little abnormal at this moment, and quietly closed his mouth.

"I also admit that I specially called you here mainly to see who you really are, and to criticize your gentle eyes." Jiang Lianghan squinted at him, "Ha, you are underage."

"I've become..." Facing Jiang Lianghan's eyes staring at him, he nibbled on a chocolate bar like a little squirrel, and endured it.

"So seeing that you are this dish, I have recognized it for so many years." Jiang Lianghan leaned back on his chair with an egg tart in his mouth, with an expression like seeing through the world of mortals, "He is not lucky enough to eat this delicious dish of mine. I just like mountain dishes, there is no way, if the taste does not match me, he and I are destined to not be able to make a table together."

You Yi choked on this metaphor for a second, and then nodded in agreement with Jiang Lianghan's sudden silence after a long time: "...Brother Wen Cheng is indeed a picky eater."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Lianghan raised his head and chuckled.

But he sighed heavily from the bottom of his heart.

His room was facing the small waterfall. Before going to bed in the morning, he happened to see Wen Cheng holding hands with the kid in front of him, talking and laughing.

Although I got an answer that I was still chasing from the mouth of my little friend... I don't know if it was to comfort him, a poor man who had a crush on him, but this result, which he didn't know whether it was true or not, really made him heave a sigh of relief.

At the very least, he won't be thrown into the abyss directly with one blow.

Even if he knew about the 'chasing', he would naturally not have the hardships he experienced.

Because Wen Cheng really likes the person sitting opposite him.

Eyes, movements, and every detail that made him feel glaring had to make him realize this problem.

Ugh.

Still pretty sad.

"Little Youyi," Jiang Lianghan raised one hand, looked up seriously, and muttered softly, "I grew up with him and liked him for so long, why doesn't he like me?"

Looking at his expression, You Yi knew that no matter what she said now, it would not be comforting.

And Jiang Lianghan didn't seem to need anyone's comfort, he slowly closed his hand, sighed, and said helplessly: "I blame my good birth."