The traffic and the movie king are together [Entertainment circle]

"Fortunately, I didn't go back to the hotel." This was Bai Xuchuan's last vague thought, because he still remembered that everything in L's seven-star hotel was good, but the sound insulation on the floor where he lived was not very good.

He fell into unconsciousness completely, and he didn't know when he started dreaming.

The noon sun shines into the bedroom on the top floor with a panoramic view in all directions. The big bed is covered with soft velvet, which is slightly sunken in the middle and stretched out with faint folds.

Bai Xuchuan turned over uncomfortably, raised his arms to cover the too bright light in front of his eyes, suddenly remembered something, sat up suddenly, and fell back with a slap in pain.

The feeling of being run over by a tank a dozen times and then sticking together again is even worse than the first time.

Hearing this voice, the man who was sitting on the sidelines, with a computer on his lap to handle his work, quickly put the computer aside, strode over, and touched the young man's forehead.

The temperature is as usual, but the expression is a little dazed.

"What time is it?" Bai Xuchuan asked with difficulty, "Why isn't my alarm clock on?"

"Well, it's probably because you are at my house." He Yanzhi replied honestly.

!!!

Bai Xuchuan finally recalled what happened last night.

He turned over silently and buried his face in the pillow.

... Fuck.

It must be because he drank some ginseng tea later on, which made him extraordinarily vigorous. Later, he threatened while crying, so that the other party was embarrassed and excited, and things got a little out of control.

too!special!what!leave!people!up!

The more Bai Xuchuan thought about it, the more he felt that Yanzhi was too miserable. He had been a poor toolman all night. We all know that the effect of force is mutual. If he is in such pain, he must not be much better.

Bai Xuchuan gritted his teeth, finally settled his mood, turned over and sat up again, this time very carefully.

"Yanzhi." He stared deeply at the man who was putting socks on himself with tender eyes, "You...do you hurt?"

"?" He Yanzhi raised his head in confusion, and asked without knowing why, "It doesn't hurt. Why do you ask?"

Bai Xuchuan looked at the blue stubble he forgot to shave, it was a clear proof that Yanzhi was in chaos.

He must have been in pain too, but he was too embarrassed to say so.

Bai Xuchuan lowered his head sadly: "I'm sorry for you."

He Yanzhi was even more confused.

"You didn't, baby."

"I'm sorry for you." Bai Xuchuan insisted, "Last night, you obviously wanted to stop, but I forced you to continue. This must hurt you, I know it."

"..."

He Yanzhi sighed helplessly, and explained: "...I don't feel any pain, I'm just afraid that you won't be able to bear it."

How can I stand it.

After the two studied for the first time, Bai Xuchuan walked around him for a week, and the hidden meaning in it made He Yanzhi extremely guilty.For this reason, he studied more diligently, finally mastered the mastery, and passed the exam. However, he has not tested the learning results in practice, so he is still very perturbed and has not dared to go further.

But he didn't want to, when the study committee member was still avoiding the exam, the teacher called him to take the Mathematical Olympiad exam.How can he trust his own technology?

The lover's tears last night made him feel that he was very divided, and he felt distressed and excited at the same time.

It won't work like this.

He Yanzhi sighed deeply again: "I'll bring in the lunch, you don't want to get out of bed today."

Bai Xuchuan blinked: "Lunch?"

Wait, what time is it? ?

"It's one o'clock in the afternoon." He Yanzhi looked at his watch, "Today's flight back to China has already been missed, wait for you to recover in two days before leaving."

Bai Xuchuan couldn't move, so he had to rest in bed like a sick patient.

He rested for a day, and He Yanzhi stood by for a day, so the crew of "Leiwa Street" had a day off.

Nixi and Demon, who didn't check the group notifications in time, met at the door of the crew in the morning with sleepy eyes. One was holding a hamburger and the other was holding a hot dog. They touched paper coffee cups and ate them absentmindedly.

With the help of breakfast and coffee, the two sleep-deprived people finally regained their energy and started a conversation.

"Strange, why hasn't anyone from the crew come today?"

"It's really strange that Director He didn't come."

"There is no note pasted at the door saying that I will not go to work today."

After sitting for another half an hour, Demon finally couldn't bear to call the director to inquire about today's work situation.

The phone rang ten times before it was picked up. There was a low-pressure silence on the other end, and then Director He's impatient, somewhat ferocious, lowered voice came after a long time: "What's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, both Nixi and Demon were overwhelmed by this aura, and hinted at each other wildly, but neither could understand the other's hint.

After a long while, De Meng still struggled to get angry, and stammered, "Director, what time will we start filming today? I'm on the crew, but there's no one there."

"Today is a day off."

Then the phone hung up.

Without mercy, amidst a series of cold beeps, Nixi and Demon looked at each other and looked at each other.

"What happened to the director's voice??"

"Do you think it's a little hoarse, and it's completely different from usual..."

"A wild beast that seems to be ready to rest after a fierce battle."

"After being satiated, I was ready to savor it, but was interrupted by a phone call from an uninvited guest..."

"Speaking of it, it is indeed a little bit lazy, uh, I think of how he felt when he was with his boyfriend."

"..."

"..."

Speaking of which, Director He left the theater in a hurry after answering the phone last night. It seemed that the caller was... his boyfriend?

The two saw the same signal in each other's eyes.

"Alas--"

"Mr. Bai, do you have any other ideas for matching when you return to China this time? I highly recommend this hollow sweater. Its warm color matches your skin tone very well, and the print and shape also make your temperament softer."

I was invited by the brand to watch the show, and there will be an official announcement of in-depth cooperation afterwards. Naturally, I will wear L's clothes at the airport when I return to China.In order to show full respect for the future spokesperson, what clothes to wear should be discussed together.

"Yes." Bai Xuchuan glanced at his own neck in the reflection of the glass without any trace, reconfirmed that the traces were completely blocked by the turtleneck sweater he wore today, and said deeply, "Although this hollow sweater is beautiful, But the representativeness and recognition are still insufficient. In the early stage of my cooperation with the brand, I should imprint the brand on myself, so it would be more appropriate to choose a color that is more widely recognized by people.”

Gray hissed and took a breath of cold air: "Bai, you are so good. You are right, and this season's silk drape trench coat, you must look good in it! Oh, this one worn inside The collar must be turned up on the shirt, and a baggy tie must be worn..."

While speaking, he had already started making gestures on the young man, eloquently, his eyes were shining golden: "Bai, you are really my muse!"

Even though the people around were used to the exaggeration in his words, they still couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

However, when Bai Xuchuan really changed into this outfit and came out, everyone stopped talking, and there was an inconceivable light in their eyes.

Bai Xuchuan has always been gentle and polite.

At first, when Bai Xuchuan first arrived, everyone thought that this was what the spokesperson of this season should look like, he was like jade and bamboo described in ancient oriental books.Gradually, with more contact, I feel his lively and interesting side, and my affection gradually deepens, but even so, this kind of cognition does not include what I feel now—it can even deduce a kind of bad boy. temperament.

It's just that this kind of badness is not only not annoying, but also pity and desire.

"He is ever-changing..." Gray watched the young man's back, and murmured emotionally, "Maybe, not only this season's creativity, he can bring more things."

"We know so little about him!" The art director also said beside him, "His agent explained his career to me—he is a professional 'idol', idol, what it means in their opinion, A man who sells dreams. And Bai is undoubtedly the best in this business."

"A person who sells dreams...?"

Gray repeated this word, and the smiles of the youth in several states repeatedly flashed in his mind, and his heart was suddenly filled with infinite wonders - he already wished he could go back to the studio immediately and touch his pen and workbook.

There were too many people picking up the plane, so Bai Xuchuan finally changed to VIP instead.

But after coming out of the airport, he was still surrounded.

"Old Zha, what's going on?" Bai Xuchuan frowned, sitting in the back seat of the car, looking at the short guns outside the car window, the crowded crowd with excited expressions, had a bad premonition in his heart, "These people are..."

No, not a fan.

Lao Zha's expression was not good. He dialed a phone number and gritted his teeth slowly.

He turned to Bai Xuchuan.

"...We have never been aware of this matter." Lao Zha said in a rough voice. Listening carefully in that voice, he could hear a trace of undetectable sadness. "The old man passed away. The news has been kept secret until just now."

Bai Xuchuan couldn't believe it: "What?"

"This time it's true." Lao Zha wiped his face wearily. "The source claimed to be a freelance hacker. At first, the media dubiously suspected that he forged it, until the hacker disclosed another internal company document..."

Bai Xuchuan was still immersed in the emotion of "how could this be true", took the tablet computer from Lao Zha's hand in a daze, saw the scanned picture, but didn't see clearly at all.

Seeing that he was at a loss, Lao Zha pointed to the following explanation: "The above means that the old man sold most of his shares to the base fund, and the rest was distributed to the company's artists as rewards... and there are a total of seven who meet the conditions. people."

Bai Xuchuan seemed to understand a little bit, and slowly asked: "I'm inside, right?"

"Yes...and." Lao Zha glanced again, as if he still couldn't believe it, "This is really a bit ridiculous."

He began to doubt the authenticity of the document.

"6.5%." Lao Zha repeated, "6.5%?"

This means that once it goes public, if you are lucky, Bai Xuchuan's net worth can increase to 20 billion in an instant!

No, yes for sure.

Kaifeng’s IPO has been planned for too long, the fund behind it has strong capital, Kaifeng’s own performance is also excellent, the valuation is high, and the growth rate is expected to be high.

Bai Xuchuan raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "?"

Lao Zha really wanted to complain, your expression looks like someone, after thinking about it, he held back.

Bai Xuchuan didn't care and said, "Obviously, this must be fake."

"But the company didn't refute the rumor." Lao Zha shook his head and said, "Not refusing the rumor...not refusing the rumor is the biggest confirmation-every time it is rumored that the old man is gone, the rumor is refuted as quickly as a meteor. But this time there is no..."

Bai Xuchuan glanced at the phone inadvertently, and then his eyes froze.

He frowned deeply, blinked his eyes blankly, looked at those photos, but couldn't remember what was going on.

Synthetic, right?He couldn't remember what situation and when he had taken such a...

Unaware of it, Lao Zha kept talking anxiously: "No matter who this hacker is, he has messed up the whole pool of water now. When disasters come, blessings rest on them, and blessings come from disasters, this kind of thing can't be justified." Okay, we have to get ready... these reporters..."

Lao Zha looked outside, but was stunned.

If those people's original excitement value was 7, it must have reached 10 now, or even broke the table.

But half of them showed a very complicated expression. In addition, fans began to gather in this direction.

They looked even more excited than the reporters, but the direction of that excitement was completely different.They are very angry, very sad, with a bit of hysterical madness-they are the people they want to protect the most. They have been deeply hurt long ago, but they are helpless without knowing it.

"Cub! Terminate the contract - what kind of person does this kind of rotten company think of you??"

"Is the equity just for appeasement? Huh? Don't expect us to spend a penny on this crappy company...!"

"It's illegal!"

"Kai Feng actually took artists as a threat—" The mother fan who had been dating before his debut was already crying, and the voice was extremely sad, "Zai Zai, what have you been through... "

Lao Zha felt that something was wrong, so he gently took the phone back, but only took it off with a tug.

He glanced at the screen, then his eyes widened.

——The person on the screen looks very young, the hair is still half-length, and the look is still during the draft, when Kai Feng was not signed.

That year, the boy, who was not even 19 years old, was changing clothes in the locker room of the practice room. Although the key parts of the photo were mosaiced, most of the youthful body can be seen at a glance. It can be seen that he was in a state of no awareness The next was candidly photographed.

"This..." Lao Zha's lips moved, trembling for a while, "This is..."

Bai Xuchuan looked unusually calm.He scanned the group of "pornographic photos" that were secretly taken of him, took out his mobile phone, and opened Weibo.

Sure enough, all of the top five most searched.

#柏旭川

#柏旭川凯锋Board of directors

#Chairman Kaifeng passed away

#柏旭川Naked-photos leaked

#Bai Xuchuan returns home

Among them, the trending searches with the keyword "naked photos" are increasing exponentially in data, and it almost becomes "explosive" with the naked eye, and then...the website crashes.