My black fans are always online

The first issue of "The Great Reconciliation of Enemies" "Mother-in-law's Last Wish" is divided into two episodes.

First, the embarrassment and alienation of the three groups of so-called friends who just met and were forced to travel together;

Second, the sand sculpture jokes when choosing a house in the afternoon and evening when stationed in the mountain village;

Third, after falling asleep at night, the whole village suddenly becomes eerie and weird.

As expected of a famous director, his ability to grasp the effects of variety shows is top-notch, and every emotional turning point is remarkable.

The funny show style of sand sculptures lasted for four to 10 minutes, and then the style of painting began to change suddenly.

There were two people who went out that night. Before Lin Liekai went out, Yayi Lun also went out. The PD followed him and recorded the scene of him running and turning around and running wildly.

As soon as he entered the door, he grabbed Tong Tong who was listening to the song on the bed, and shook wildly: "Tong Tong, this, this is a ghost village!..."

His expression was real and terrified, the audience laughed at him for acting at first, but when Lin Liekai appeared on the scene again, all the hairs on end stood on end.

The camera followed Lin Liekai out to find a cell phone signal, and then followed the camera over the dark village in the distance that looked like a tomb. Everyone felt that something was wrong.

When they heard the weird "guess" from the follow-up PD, even the daring audience was scared.

What is this? !What does show stuck here mean? What is "mother-in-law's last wish"?

After the first episode was broadcast that night, the ratings hit a new high for the first variety show of the year, and various topics and hot searches began to jump up in turn.

In some cases, the fans fought on their own, in some cases it was the artist company's secret efforts, and in some cases, the program group itself contributed to the flames.

In the director's room of "The Great Reconciliation of Enemies" on Star [-], it has been more than two hours since the show was broadcast, and the main creator of the show is still working overtime.

The director's assistant worked hard for a long time, and finally called out: "Director Zhou, the latest hot spot statistics are out."

The ratings of TV stations are very good, but when it comes to counting which episodes young viewers like to watch, online comments are the most intuitive.

The bullet screen after the simultaneous broadcast of the video website, the naturally formed trending searches on Weibo, and the mixed crops on Bilibili all need to be analyzed immediately to guide the focus of the following editing.

Director Zhou cheered up: "Quickly say it!"

The little assistant pointed to the histogram and pie chart on the screen: "In terms of the number of bullet screens, Lin Liekai and Cheng Yan currently appear the most. The former are mostly passers-by's bullet screens, and the latter are mostly fans. The two female guests There are fewer bullet screens, and more complaints."

"What's trending on Weibo, before the top 20 tonight, there are several articles about our show, one is the fan battle between Yayi Lun and Li Sisi, the second is Lin Liekai and Cheng Yan's wrong answer here, and the third... The little assistant analyzed, "It's the fans of Yayilun's family who scolded Tong Tong because he said that the theme song of the TV series is the peak of Xiaoya's career, hahaha!"

Li Sisi was mistaken by several boys, causing Yayi Lun’s Weibo to be scolded thousands of times. Ayilun’s fans, who are not vegetarians, immediately swarmed over and blasted Li Sisi’s Weibo again: plastic surgery Who dares to come to BB with such a strange face?

But this kind of enthusiasm, when Tong Tong taunted him when it was played, no one paid attention to it in an instant.

——Everyone tore Tong Tong apart!

As for Li Sisi and Ruan Chen's mockery of each other's makeup looks, and beauty bloggers scrambling for traffic, they posted an explosive post: "Come, show straight men to see through the scheming makeup of actresses!" ", compared with the previous pinch points, this is nothing serious!

Director Zhou laughed: "It's about the same as I estimated. By the way, what are the barrages saying about Young Master Lin?"

The assistant suppressed a smile, took a few screenshots of the barrage that almost made his face blurred, and showed it to him.

[2333333 died laughing, Lin Shao's secretary is too hard to read Ruanguang, a sense of embarrassment spreads over the surface! 】

[Isn't the funniest thing about everyone still disgusted one second, and Lin Shaohao angrily gave out the hotel's platinum card the next second, and the expressions on everyone's faces were "ah, I can listen to it ten times again"? 】

[Hey, young master Lin is so cute, I really want to be his leg pendant. 】

[I actually think the amateur pair is the best looking, 2333333]

Director Zhou quickly browsed through it, and he knew it in his mind.

The current planning points are all effective, good start, stable!

And how did the fans know that they were being analyzed by the program group as big data? From the end of the program to late at night, the related popularity remained high.

Passers-by are guessing the next plot, and fans of various families are fighting fiercely. The only one is the joy and peace in the "Blazing Flames" CP group.

[Eat candy, sisters!Sprinkle sugar wildly at the beginning, this British-style couple outfit can last for a year! 】

[233333, here is the room exam answer, is Xiti the least tacit CP in history? 】

[Are you saying that they are complaining to each other?There was a hint of helpless pampering in Yanyan's eyes, Lin Shao felt guilty! 】

[The picture of two people going to the well together should not be too beautiful, it feels like a rural couple preparing to go to the kang! 】

[Pay attention, Lin Shao is naturally rushing to carry the bucket, is there any super doting wife! 】

……

On the huge and comfortable sofa, two figures were entangled together, and their tightly fitting silhouettes were reflected on the wall.

"Woo...it's too late..." Cheng Yan's voice trembled, his slightly squinted star pupils were filled with water, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

The whole body was shackled in the firm and domineering arms of the young man, leaning against the corner of the sofa, being attacked by waves of kisses, seemingly endless, as the waves hit the shore.

Lin Liekai's lips were rolling and tender. After the fiery kiss just now, the kiss now is more like tenderness and pity, spring breeze turns rain.

"It's not too late... Didn't you ask the company for leave tomorrow?" Lin Liekai's voice had long been hoarse, as if he had been short of water for a long time in the desert and was thirsty.

Cheng Yan stretched out his sore arm with difficulty, and pushed him away: "I asked for leave, but I have to go out."

Lin Liekai finally let go of him reluctantly: "Is there anything important tomorrow?"

Cheng Yan stared at him blankly, and the bright red face finally faded a little bit.

He lowered his eyes, and the two rows of eyelashes were stained with fine sweat dripping from the peak of his eyebrows, moist and distinct, as if he had just cried.

"Tomorrow, Ching Ming Festival, I will... go to the cemetery." He whispered.

Lin Liekai was stunned, thinking that he was going to pay homage to his biological father with his mother and sister. Feeling pity in his heart, he tentatively asked, "What a coincidence, I also want to accompany my mother to the cemetery to see the deceased grandfather. Shall I accompany you?"

In Cheng Yan's dark eyes, there was a trace of emotion that Lin Liekai could not understand.

"No, it shouldn't be here." He said softly.

He hadn't been to his own cemetery yet, so it wasn't a high-end place, the Lin family's cemetery should be more luxurious.

Lin Liekai said "Oh", yes, after all, he is a family of orphans and widows, so it would be a bit abrupt to go by himself.

"Then I'll go later." He said softly, "After a while, when your family accepts me, I'll stay with you again."

Cheng Yan stared intently at the man in front of him, nodded slightly and smiled: "Okay."

……

The night was already very dark, on the side of a remote street, in the shadows without surveillance cameras, two people stood facing each other.

Both faces were hidden in the darkness, and one voice was low: "You have been searching for so long, but you still can't find it? The city is only that big."

The voice of the man opposite was a little anxious: "Angkor, that woman is suffering from cancer. I searched all the hospitals in the city, but there is no record of her visit. I think she may be dead!"

Wu Jing'an threw down the cigarette butt in her hand: "There are many people whose cancer lasts for several years."

The man still argued to himself: "Maybe I can go back to my hometown and wait to die?"

Wu Jing'an gave him a cold look: "You have a big heart. If there is a slight omission, you and I will be put in prison."

The man gritted his teeth nonchalantly: "Angkor, I'm really not afraid. In the village, you were the only one who did well when you came out, and you brought me along to eat and drink. I'm a little bastard, and I've lived enough in this life. gone."

Wu Jingan stared at him angrily, and gritted her teeth: "What nonsense, do your best to help me, and there will be many good days in the future."

The man chuckled: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Wu Jing'an stood in the shadows for a while, and suddenly said: "Tomorrow is Ching Ming Festival, you go to Chen Yan's cemetery to guard, go early, and see who comes during this day."

The man was taken aback, and his voice hesitated: "What, what are you doing? I won't go."

Wu Jing'an sneered sarcastically: "Everyone is dead, and no ghost has come to claim your life this year. What are you afraid of?"

After a pause, he said calmly: "If that woman is not dead, maybe he will go and see it?"

It's just a sitter who bought it with some money, first lied that he was forced into prostitution, and asked him for help.According to Chen Yan's temperament, he would never sit idly by and find a few gangsters to rob her and beat her up.

It's just a weak person, facing three or five people who suddenly showed their knives, he was chopped casually.

While reporting to the police that there were drug dealers and fights, and at the same time telling the woman to secretly hide a few things on him, everything was as simple as that, and it developed according to the established route, clearly and without fail.

But who would have thought that one day ten years later, this woman would be seriously ill and die? ...

To die is to die, but before she dies, she has to find out with her conscience, thinking about the person she killed ten years ago.

Fortunately, she didn't know where to find Chen Yan, and she didn't know that Wu Jing'an was responsible for the incident back then, so this stupid woman came to find him, the former manager, according to the public information, and asked him if he knew about the incident back then. Where is Chen Yan?

God has eyes, fortunately, fortunately.

……

The dark clouds condensed into the sky, and on the day of Qingming Festival, it was indeed cloudy and rainy.

In a high-end cemetery on the outskirts of the city, Lin Liekai held up an umbrella and accompanied his mother to worship in front of his grandfather's tombstone.

He sent Xiao Ya to the car, and waved at her: "Mom, go back first, I'll stay here for a while."

Xiao Ya stared at her son, her heart softened slightly, and she said softly, "Okay, you can go."

Xiao Ya's car drove away slowly, next to him, Lin Liekai's secretary stepped forward silently, helped him prop up a huge black umbrella, and handed over a handful of yellow and white chrysanthemums.

"Young Master Lin, the flower you gave me."

Lin Liekai took it silently, put on his sunglasses, followed him wordlessly, and walked towards the other side of the cemetery.

Passing rows of white tombstones and a row of pines and cypresses, the secretary took him to a corner of the cemetery.

"Young Master Lin, it's here. I bought a remote and secluded lot, which is spacious and no one disturbs me. I also hire someone to take care of it regularly." The secretary whispered.

Lin Liekai nodded, and said in a weak voice, "Go first, just wait for me at the door."

In the drizzle, the white tombstone was wet and turned slightly bluish white. The black and white photo of a young man on it was handsome and heroic, and his smile seemed to be stained with sunlight.

There are a lot of people who come to visit the dead during the Qingming Festival, but this cemetery occupies a large area, is neat and tidy, and the price is extremely high.Lin Liekai stood quietly for a while, under the black sunglasses, no expression could be seen.

After a long time, he bent down, gently placed the chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tombstone, and brushed off the few leaves that had just fallen on the side of the tombstone before turning around.

In the distance, two men walked up the bluestone road, both holding umbrellas.

One was tall and slender, with elegant posture, wearing big sunglasses that covered most of his face, the other was a little shorter, with a slightly fatter figure, and his round bun face vaguely had the childish and cuteness of his youth.

Lin Liekai passed them by, and suddenly frowned and stopped.

He was imposing, and he was the focus of the crowd anywhere, so he suddenly stopped in front of the two of them, and the two of them were also startled, and looked up at him.

Lin Liekai's eyes only stayed on Shen Muqing's face for a few seconds, then he coldly moved away, but stopped on the other person beside him for a long time.

Finally, he recognized the former member of the boy group, and there was a slight surprise and surprise in his eyes, but he turned and left without saying anything after all.

Wu Hong was a little strange, turned his head and looked at Lin Liekai's back: "Who is it?"

Shen Mu lightly said: "He is a domineering rich second generation, ignore him."

When paying attention to Cheng Yan, this person's face is not uncommon, just like psoriasis, it always appears together with that Cheng Yan, it's hard not to know him or not.

Wu Hong said "Oh": "I probably recognized you as a big star, right?"

Shen Mu said lightly: "I see that he spends more time looking at you than me, maybe he recognized you."

Wu Hong shook his head: "Brother Shen, don't be joking. I'm so disabled, and I don't hang out in the circle, how can anyone recognize me."

Shen Mu smiled softly: "What's wrong with you, at that time, you were the most loved one in the group. According to the current words, you are the one with the most fans of mothers."

Wu Hong smiled wryly: "The sum of our fans is less than a fraction of that of you and Brother Yan."

As soon as that person was mentioned, both of them suddenly stopped talking.

Following the number of the tombstone, the two finally found Chen Yan's tomb.

The raindrops hanging from the sky became denser and denser, and the wind picked up, blowing the raindrops obliquely onto the people's clothes.

Standing there, the two were silent.

In the rain, Wu Hong's sobs finally couldn't be suppressed, Shen Muqing's eyes were red, and he stretched out his arms to hug him: "Don't cry, A Yan was eager to coax you when you cried before... If he has knowledge in the spring, see you That way, it will be sad."

Wu Hong wiped his eyes in embarrassment, and bowed deeply three times in front of the tombstone: "Brother Yan... I came to see you. After I returned to my hometown, I bought a supermarket. Although I don't sing and dance anymore, I live a good life." It's okay."

He took out a photo from his wallet, and pointed it at the tombstone with trembling hands: "I'm married. When you left last year, my wife was in labor, so I couldn't come to see you off for the last time. I'm sorry...Look, this It's my wife and son, you said before that when I get married, I will be the godfather of the child."

On the tombstone, the teenager in the photo smiled brightly, as if he had really seen his photo and heard his words.

Shen Mu lowered his head lightly, finally patted him on the shoulder, and said shyly: "He saw it, don't worry."

……

In the distance, behind rows of bushes, a pair of eyes poked out from between the leaves, staring at this side without blinking.

Wu Hong was still standing there, trembling slightly: "Brother Yan, I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I shouldn't have quarreled with you later, I just, just..."

He choked up louder: "I was just too angry and desperate for a while. My talent is not as good as yours, so I practice harder than everyone else, just want to stand on the stage like you..."

Shen Mu whispered: "We all know that your father died early, and you still have younger siblings to support. Ah Yan knows better."

"No, you don't know anything!" Wu Hong cried bitterly, "I'm more afraid of the team's collapse than any of you, because I know that leaving this boy group, I am nothing in the entertainment circle with my qualifications, so When something happened to him, I felt distressed and worried at first, but later on, I really resented him in my heart."

He exclaimed excitedly: "I know it was an accident, but I really can't help but think, why did he go to the nightclub, why did he get involved with the lady, why was he accidentally framed?"

His voice was hoarse: "I'm a little bit complaining. If he had been more cautious, kept himself clean, and hadn't encountered such an accident, our boy group might have been successful forever, and all my hard work would not have been in vain. The rest of us, the dreams are all ruined..."

Shen Mu looked at him quietly, for a moment, there seemed to be an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

Bitter, hesitant, and a little strangely pity-like.

"Wu Hong...in this world, anyone can misunderstand him; everyone in our regiment has a reason to blame him, but you can't."

Wu Hong trembled, and closed his eyes in pain: "Yes, because he has always taken care of me and loved me the most."

Shen Mu stared at him lightly, in the rain, he looked cold and distant.

"No, it's because you owe him."

Wu Hong raised his head and looked at him in a daze, with a dazed look on his childish face: "You, what did you say?"

Shen Mu lightly lowered his head, looked down at the familiar face on the tombstone, and said in a dull voice, "Your innocent and cute face when you were young has always been very popular with certain perverts, do you remember?"

Wu Hong trembled his lips: "Then, so what?"

"It's just that you are timid and don't know how to deal with those occasions, so every time Wu Jing'an asks you to accompany you for a drink, it is A Yan who will help you block it." Shen Muqing smiled suddenly, that smile was weird, "He still I have approached Wu Jing'an privately for you, and said that if there is really any unavoidable situation in the future, I am not allowed to look for you, but look for him, because he has a lot of alcohol."

Wu Hong stared at him blankly, and suddenly hissed: "Why... why did he do this?!"

Shen Mu lightly sneered: "You are the youngest in the group and the one with the worst family background. A Yan is an orphan himself, and he is used to being the king of children, so he feels that taking care of the younger ones is justified."

Wu Hong listened blankly, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, hitting his chubby face.

Not far away, behind them, a person stood in a daze, wanting to approach, but hesitated.

The conversation in the wind and rain ahead was vague, and he couldn't hear clearly, so he couldn't help but took a few steps forward.

"That night, Wu Jing'an said that there was a wealthy businessman in the nightclub, and he would appoint you to accompany him no matter what." Shen Mu looked at the tombstone lightly, and said in a low voice, "A Yan disagreed, and had a fight with Wu Jing'an, Put on your clothes and go out."

Suddenly there was a heavy thunder in the sky, and the rain became heavier.

Wu Hong seemed to have lost his soul, his body tilted, staggered, and fell on the tombstone in front of him.

The dense rain hit his chubby face, and it was not known whether it was tears or rain that flowed down: "You...why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Shen Mu took off his sunglasses slowly, with a strange look on his face: "The thing has already happened. Is there any point in telling you again? After the accident, he begged us when he woke up, don't tell you..."

Suddenly, a figure jumped out of the rain, stepped on the rain stains on the ground, and splashed water.

He rushed forward with strides, grabbed Shen Muqing suddenly, and growled in a low voice: "You are crazy, why are you telling him this! What are you doing?"

Shen Muqing was caught off guard, and was staggered by him. Looking at the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him, he almost lost his voice in shock: "You, you..."

Wu Hong was even more stunned. Looking at this handsome and somewhat familiar boy, he vaguely recognized him: "Ah, who are you?"

No matter how hard Cheng Yan was to control his emotions, he turned his head suddenly, his eyes flushed: "Yes, it's me..."

"Are you the champion of that sensual idol?" Wu Hong murmured, looking at him blankly, then at Shen Muqing, "What did you just say?"

Cheng Yan's mood was agitated, and he was about to take a step, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly stopped.

His thin body stood stiff in the rain, and he looked at Wu Hong with red eyes for a while: "..."

Shen Muqing, who was beside him, stepped forward suddenly, grabbed his arm firmly, with a stern look on his face, and repeated the same words as Wu Hong: "What did you just say?"

Although the question is exactly the same, the meaning of the two people is completely different.

Cheng Yan looked straight at him, his voice could not contain his anger, he clenched his snow-white teeth, and hissed: "You said it too, Chen... Teacher Chen Yan asked you not to mention this in front of him. Ten Years have passed, does it make sense to say that?!"

Back then, he was disabled and disfigured. Could it be that Wu Hong, who was still an ignorant teenager, also blamed himself, and then carried a lifetime of guilt?

Wu Jing'an and Shen Muqing clearly agreed and never talked about it, but why, in front of his tomb, did Shen Muqing insist on speaking out?

What's the use of it except to cause Wu Hong, who has already lived a peaceful life, to suffer great pain! ?

Shen Muqing stared at him blankly, feeling a huge sense of unreality in his heart.

Chen Yan told everything to this young man who had forgotten his old age, didn't he?

So he knows everything, so he accuses him so angrily?

But why this feeling is so weird, what does Wu Hong have to do with him, and what position does he have to show such blame? ...

However, he was right to ask.Why do you have to say it yourself?

It's because I feel unsatisfied.

Both he and Wu Hong should feel guilty and ashamed of that person, why should he dream about it every midnight, tossing and turning, but Wu Hong can feel at ease and live a good life for so many years?