After rebirth, the president resigned and became the actor

These words have been hidden in his heart for too long.

So much so that he spoke extraordinarily fluently, coldly, like a bystander.

It's just that the hoarseness of the voice is beyond my control, and I can hardly speak at the end.

"Stop talking." Wen Yue hugged him tightly: "I know."

"I killed you." Gu Zhuozhuo bit his lower lip, his eyes were red: "It's all my fault. This is not a dream."

"No."

Seeing Gu Zhuozhuo froze, Wen Yue held his face with both hands and kissed the mole at the corner of his eye.

"I hurt you." He closed his eyes: "I failed to protect myself in the last life. This time, I didn't give you enough sense of security... Let you believe that no matter what, I won't blame you."

Wen Yue said in a deep voice: "How could I blame you. If you think about it from my perspective, how could I blame you."

"........."

"Trust me, I love you too."

Wen Yue hugged his little friend and heard his suppressed crying in his ears.The river was rushing, and the night in Gu Zhuozhuo's description seemed to be right in front of him.

Wen Yue felt sour in his heart, and tightened his embrace even tighter.

It's his bad.

But he won't, he won't overreach and act impulsively.Never neglect your health again.I won't leave Zhuozhuo again.

In Wen Yue's 30 years of life, he has never felt that he is a stranger in the world.

Wen's father and Wen's mother were sorry for him when he was young, but they didn't dare to discipline him severely after that.Congenital heart is a family inheritance, and Grandpa Wen had a younger brother who died of this disease.

He always felt that he would die early too, and living one more day was just one day, and it was not interesting.

Only his little friend, like a flourishing sunflower, can make him laugh from the bottom of his heart just by looking at it a few more times.

There is only his little friend, he hopes to be happy forever and not to experience pain.

Don't even understand his jealousy.

But now, Gu Zhuozhao said, his happiness is tied to Wen Yue's hands, and only he can give it... Wen Yue thought, then how can I die?

"Don't be afraid, Zhuo Zhuo." Wen Yue said softly, "I won't die, I'm already healed."

***

"I'm so pissed off!!!" The leader of the public opinion team yelled in the office: "The cherry blossoms must be fucking sick! They have really defiled such a beautiful flower! □□! Scheming dog! You don't even deserve to lift shoes for us Lao Wang! Wash your feet slave girl!"

"... Calm down." Her colleague poked his head in from the door: "Come, get your flowers."

"Flowers? Who will send me flowers?" The group leader was startled, his eyes widened, and he thought happily that this old lady finally had a hidden fan?

The colleague patted her: "I think too much, Mr. Gu is in a good mood, and all the employees are happy."

New year, new weather, cold winter, but the bells become a sea of ​​flowers.

Gu Zhuozhuo inspected his territory with satisfaction, and everyone was happy, wishing him a happy new year.And the brave little girl asked: "Mr. Gu, did something good happen?"

"It's a great thing to see you every day." After Gu Zhuozhuo finished speaking, he compared his heart before leaving.

The little girl was thunderous and excited, holding on to the wall for a long time, unable to relax.

Gu Zhuozhao inspected from the senior management office, to the music production department, to various classrooms, screening halls, function halls, and then to the student dormitories, and picked the radishes in his own radish field one by one, feeling satisfied.

As soon as he went upstairs, he almost bumped into someone.Take a closer look, isn't this director Zhang Yingzhang, the producer?

This year is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and the movie "Thousands of Trees and Pear Blossoms" has been released for six days. It is more than enough than the last. It lost to a dark horse about armed anti-terrorism and won other big and small New Year's movies.

Gu Zhuozhuo took Wen Yue to watch it, and the audience in the cinema received a good response, but the disadvantage is that it lacks some ideas and new ideas.It is a qualified family movie, but it failed to do it well.

Last year, Gu Zhuozhuo had a competition with three production directors, whoever had the lowest return on project investment would get out of the directorship.

The school grass won a big victory, Wuying Pavilion caused waves in the company's internal screenings, and the achievements are expected to be high.And his "Thousand Trees" failed to become a dark horse, and the investment was not small, so the possibility of becoming the bottom is not small.

Zhang Ying was under a lot of pressure. He had been suffering from insomnia for the past few days, and the large bouquet of flowers in his hand could not save him from his frustration.

Is there anything more tragic than being demoted in middle age?

"Ah, Director Zhang." Gu Zhuozhuo greeted with a smile.

The director trembled, only to see Gu Zhuozhuo, and said in horror: "Mr. Gu, Happy New Year!"

"...Happy New Year." Gu Zhuozhuo said, "I look scary?"

"No, no." Zhang Ying broke out in a cold sweat, and knew that his reaction was wrong, so he could only show a smile that was uglier than crying, and prayed in his heart that Mr. Gu would not scold him a few words, let alone find fault with demoting him early.

Gu Zhuozhao said: "I happened to need you for something."

Zhang Ying's heart skipped a beat, he was done thinking, this is the time to ask the teacher for a crime...

"Ask if you would like to come and help out in the newly established film department."

"…………Um?"

Waiting for Zhang Ying to ask about the matter, he wished he could do twenty high leg raises on the spot to celebrate.Mr. Gu didn't scold him for being last in the competition, but transferred him to a better place!

Noble film department!They are about to officially set foot in the film industry!

...Although he, Zhang Ying, wants to manage with others, what's the point of discussing with each other, it should be.

Zhang Ying's joy came to an abrupt end after getting the project list.

"Wildcat?" He stared at the familiar name, and Khan came down immediately.Isn't this the ominous script of the dead director... This film can be made! ?

Gu Zhuozhuo not only wants to shoot, but also shoots well, with great fanfare.

He is not an artist who does not eat fireworks, but understands the necessity of commercial operation.The director jumped off the building for it, and it was adapted from real people, which is not a good publicity stunt.

Now that Wang Xuchen nodded in agreement, he doesn't have to worry about anything, and this kind of art film can also bring Zhong Sheng a better reputation. In the future, if someone says that capital will do anything to make money, just throw "Wild Cat" out.

Gu Zhuozhao came out of the artist management department, went upstairs again, and came to the public opinion monitoring team.

From afar, I heard the roar of the team leader's sister, crazily insulting Sakura.

"Sister, are you thirsty?" Gu Zhuozhuo greeted with a smile: "Are you tired of scolding, please drink milk tea."

Everyone cheered and took turns ordering. The team leader calmed down and reported the latest situation.

"It's still about the ankle injury. Sakura definitely hinted at the fans in private." The team leader thumped the table angrily: "A group of elementary school students, who are free to eat their farts, spread rumors everywhere that our water chestnut is conceited, and beat up the seniors."

"Is there a hammer?" Gu Zhuozhuo felt that no matter what he said, the beating was over.

"...Yes." The leader of the public opinion team was tired: "They said that our little water chestnut is too handsome, not ladylike enough, and there is a tendency to violence at first glance."

Even Gu Zhuozhuo was stunned for a while before laughing out loud.

"Did Hatu give instructions on this matter?" Gu Zhuozhuo asked.

"Yes, if you don't change it, what should you do?" The leader of the public opinion group became more energetic: "Actually, these remarks by cherry blossom fans are very tricky and ruin the popularity of passers-by. What era is this, and there is also female morality education What? People who don’t like water chestnuts don’t like it, we can’t reverse the fans’ love.”

Gu Zhuozhao: "Not bad."

"The situation is okay now," the team leader said with a chuckle, "They spray us female men, we will spray her white lotus, who is afraid of whom."

"It's not enough." Gu Zhuozhao thought for a while: "The root of this matter is that Sakura and our water chestnut are inferior. She personally ended up implying misleading and slandering, and her energy is much greater than that of the navy. It cannot be allowed to develop."

"Then what should we do?" The team leader blinked.

Gu Zhuozhao stood up, patted his sleeves, and was full of energy: "There is an old saying, when the young ones are hit, the old ones come. Sakura hit my cub, of course I will fight back for the cub."

"..." The team leader's sister looked at him with admiration.

"Won't she know how to spread rumors?" Gu Zhuozhuo smiled evilly: "I can too."

***

On New Year's Day, the fashion festival of Tiangou e-commerce, the red carpet was rolled out.

The cameras on both sides are stacked, the microphones are pushed and pushed, waiting for a glamorous public figure to step on the red carpet, exuding charm towards the dark camera.

In recent years, the influence of this grand ceremony has become greater and greater.

First, endorsement represents commercial value, and commercial value is a high degree of affirmation of an artist in a certain aspect.Secondly, there is no longer an event that can cram actors, singers, idols and other professions into one venue.

Top traffic is the brightest star wherever it goes, and once it appears, it can attract reporters to riot.

Gu Zhuozhuo and Qiu Lingjiao stepped onto the red carpet, and the moment they stepped on the ground, there was a ringing in the ears.

"Mr. Gu! In what capacity are you attending this event today, Mr. Gu?"

"Mr. Gu! It is rumored that Guangyao is trying to prevent you from appearing in the drama by tying up the music production studio. Is it true? Will "Mist Shadow Pavilion" be launched as originally planned?"

"Qiu Lingjiao, may I ask if you really beat senior?"

"You and Gu walked the red carpet together, does it mean that something good is coming?"

Gu Zhuozhuo listened carefully, finally stopped, and smiled brightly at the reporters.

"Thank you for caring so much about bell culture."

He paused, and waited for the reporters to be quiet before saying: "Hingjiao is a good actor and has a good character. Everyone in our company likes her very much. It's too careless to say that you beat the seniors, and it made all of us suffer. Crazy, no way, no way."

The reporters laughed.

Gu Zhuozhuo said again: "As for my identity, of course I am a contracted actor of Zhongsheng Culture. Otherwise, would I still be here to talk nonsense to everyone? I would have gone in to find Wen Yue for tea."

The crowd laughed again.

Gu Zhuozhuo gave face, the reporter was not unreasonable, and no one asked similar questions again, seeing the two of them walk into the lobby smoothly.

A reporter was busy taking photos of Lin Xi and Peng Yingjie who were following behind him. His colleague poked him and whispered, "Did you notice? The brooch Mr. Gu is wearing seems to be the new achievement of this season, and so is the tail ring .”

"Qiu Lingjiao's necklace and bracelet are also in a set. Is this a sign?"

The two were excited, and quietly called their boss to report.

Of course Gu Zhuozhao did it on purpose.

The publicity period has not yet come, so I will rely on this kind of picture news to satisfy everyone's hunger, so as to save me from making rumors all day long.

The two of them didn't perform, so he took Qiu Lingjiao to find a seat in the infield, and soon saw Wen Yue, and walked there.

At this time, Sakura took an actor from Guangyao and sat down in front of his route.

Inevitably will hit.

Sakura had seen him a long time ago, and slowly got up, showing a pure smile that had been honed through thousands of years.

She raised her hand slightly: "Mr. Gu..." She was about to shake it.

Gu Zhuozhuo took two steps to the side lightly, and Sakura missed it.

Cherry blossoms:"……?"

Gu Zhuozhuo's face remained unchanged, he turned around without looking sideways, found Wen Yue and sat down beside him, chatting and laughing.

This venue can be said to be big or small.Gu Zhuozhuo's actions were noticed by many people, and they have already chatted in their respective gossip groups.There are also experienced melon eaters who recorded the whole process of avoiding the first time, shouting in their hearts "Hurry up and eat fresh melons" and post them on Weibo regardless.

In just one party, Gu Zhuozhuo's action of avoiding the cherry blossoms was almost known by the whole world.

What is the contradiction?

It's all on the surface!

Where on earth did Sakura offend Mr. Gu, is there still a way out?

At the end of the show, countless reporters wished they could teleport and squeeze in front of Gu Zhuozhuo, but whoever opened their mouths asked a question.

"Mr. Gu, why did you avoid Sakura just now? Do you have any objections to her!?"

Gu Zhuozhuo waved his hands again and again as if in panic, and Wen Yue behind him couldn't help but laugh.

"How dare I have any objections to her." Gu Zhuozhuo said.

"What?" The reporters were overjoyed: "Can you tell me more about Mr. Gu? Why?"

Gu Zhuozhuo looked back at Wen Yue, as if exchanging glances, and then said: "Once we had a meal with the brilliant Mr. Tan, the cherry blossoms won the trust of Mr. Tan, and he also had a few drinks with us. Mr. Tan is very optimistic about it. Sakura, full of praise, said she was his sweetheart. Actually, I don’t think it’s a big deal to shake hands, but Mr. Qin is afraid that he will chop me up when he sees it. Haha, just kidding.”

Wen Yue said: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Tan is very generous, so it won't happen."

Gu Zhuozhao said: "No matter how generous he is... Lin Xi! Pei Pei! Here!"

He greeted the reporter: "Excuse me, we should go."

The reporters were all stunned, holding up their recording pens and staring wide-eyed.In the next moment, the crowd dispersed in a rush, and everyone scrambled and ran back.

Whoever publishes first will eat meat, start thinking about titles now!