Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

In fact, many times, those entertainment gossip accounts don't care whether the news is true or false.

Eight points are really used to attract fans, and two points are used to generate income.

Even though this kind of news seems so absurd that it makes people want to laugh, there are really people who are foolish to believe it, and repost it with the ridiculous statement that "the entertainment industry is like this" that they think they can see clearly.

Ye Yuanxi, Yu Fengqiao, Luo Fanchen, these three people are all well-known figures in the entertainment industry, and as a gold medal agent who has made many stars popular, Pan Min's name is actually not considered by the public. strangeness.

Spreading gossip about these four people is almost the same as setting off a tsunami in the entertainment industry.

Although most of the crowd still maintained a rational attitude of eating melons, and fans of various families also went to the scene to save them in time, it was inevitable that it would become a scene in the middle of the night.

"Have you already contacted the lawyer?" Yu Fengqiao stood in front of the mirror wearing a tie, holding her mobile phone in the pocket of her shoulder to talk to Fang Cuo, "Letter from the lawyer?"

"Can you sue directly, the kind that asks them to receive a subpoena." Ye Yuanxi sat next to his legs and discussed with Pan Min through gritted teeth, "I will send him to that distant place with a ticket, let him squat down Experience a different life for a few days.”

Luo Fanchen put down the phone with Pan Wei: "Mr. Pan said that the company's legal department will also come forward this time."

"Boss Pan saw it anyway, he's not asleep yet." Ye Yuanxi frowned and sighed, "I still have to trouble him."

"No...it's okay." Luo Fanchen coughed, "He didn't sleep because their dog had a baby."

Pan Wei hung up the phone just now because his son fell asleep with the dog, and he hung up because he was afraid of waking them up.

"Anyway, don't worry." Pan Wei said before, "Boss Yu and I are here, nothing to be afraid of."

Although Yu Fengqiao's studio is attached to the company, the staff in it, from the legal broker down to the cleaning aunt, are all his own.

His nominal legal advisor is actually his college classmate. Since he has been in the industry, he is famous in the industry for his ruthless methods and zero loss of lawsuits. Of course, his face is also an important reason for his fame.

When the amazingly exquisite blond man wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared on the screen, all the people who were already in a state of anxiety and irritability couldn't help but let out a wow.

"I've seen the situation you mentioned." The person inside pushed his glasses, and tapped his slender fingers on the table, "I'm afraid it won't work to achieve the effect you want, but if It is still feasible to sue him with other reasons, and there are many illegal aspects in the operating system of his studio."

"Okay, it doesn't matter what the reason is." Yu Fengqiao also changed into a formal suit at this time, and the slim iron gray suit pinched out his narrow waist, revealing his perfect figure without a doubt, "I'll leave it to you. "

"Good to say."

"Hey, losing to someone like Yu Fengqiao, to be honest, I don't feel unconvinced at all." Luo Fanchen propped his hands on the ground and smiled, "I'm convinced."

Only those who have good looks can be rich, and so is God's favorite.

Ye Yuanxi turned his head and glanced at his Teacher Yu: "Him? He doesn't have a good life, he's miserable."

At least before meeting this Ye Yuanxi, Yu Fengqiao hardly lived a happy life.

Although there are few words, it is actually pretty good that there is no depression.

"Let's leave these things to the legal affairs. We won't issue a statement here." Pan Min rubbed his eyebrows. After urgently contacting the legal affairs people in the middle of the night, Pan Min read the emails they sent. Putting down the phone, "There is nothing to declare."

"This kind of thing will definitely not make a big fuss." Ye Yuanxi lowered his head and pulled his fingers, "Go and see who bought it and reposted it. I'll tell the boss when the time comes, and he'll be damned. "

"Okay, don't worry about that, it's Chinese New Year today." On the contrary, Luo Fanchen was the most relaxed, as if he was completely used to this kind of messy news, he patted the shoulders of others with a smile, "Little Ye Zi, don't you?" Do you still want to pick up grandpa? Let's go, let's go."

Ye Yuanxi and Yu Fengqiao were going to see their grandfather today, while Luo Fanchen and Pan Min had nothing to do, thinking that they would spend the new year together.

The two had just sent Pan Min and the others out when they received a call from grandpa.

At that time, it was just dawn, but the air outside was not bad, and birds began to sing from the trees in the community.

Ye Yuanxi and Yu Fengqiao were sitting on a swing in the yard. The two of them were holding hands and swinging on the swing, listening to the grandfather talking on the phone.

"I'm in Haicheng." Grandpa Ye is quite old, but he still speaks with confidence, "Come here."

"Ah??" Ye Yuanxi sat up abruptly, "Didn't you arrive at nine o'clock in the morning?"

"The ticket has been changed." The old man sounded calm, "I'll wait for you at the airport, you can drive over—and don't bring that kid surnamed Yu with you."

"Why... why?" Ye Yuanxi asked cautiously, on the verge of defending his object.

"We have to go to your benefactor's grave first."

……

???

When driving to the airport to pick up his grandfather, Ye Yuanxi kept thinking about what this benefactor is.

He doesn't have the memory of the original Ye Yuanxi, and there is no trace of the existence of a "benefactor" in all his social software.

Pointing his fingers on the steering wheel, Ye Yuanxi frowned while thinking, and turned on the radio casually.

The weather in Haicheng is not very good today. The originally crowded city suddenly became empty during the New Year's Eve. It was quiet and quiet. With the dark clouds in the sky, it seemed a bit desolate for no reason.

Ye Yuanxi stopped in front of the white line and waited for the red light. Looking at the deserted streets, he couldn't help feeling homesick.

I don't know what Yu Fengqiao is doing at home.

"The next thing I want to share with you is a song that I like very much." The sweet voice of the host on the radio came from the speaker, "As we all know, this song was written by Ye Yuanxi to his lover Yu Feng One of Joe's songs is also the first to come out in his works. Sometimes, affection does not need to be heartbreaking, and love can transcend all time and difficulties. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" is for everyone."

It's actually weird to hear your own voice on the radio.

It seems to be separated by a layer of things, like sitting quietly in the corner, listening to the drama on the stage and listening to other people's stories.

As soon as "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" was finished, Ye Yuanxi saw the old man standing outside with a suitcase.

"Grandpa!!" He just opened the door and wanted to get out of the car. The old man pressed the door and pushed it back for him. He threw the suitcase into the back seat and sat in. "Go, go to the cemetery."

"Ah, um." Ye Yuanxi quickly started the car, turned on the navigation and drove to the destination, "Grandpa, you have been flying for so long, why don't you sleep in the car for a while, or you will be tired by then."

"Talk too much, shut up." Grandpa Ye turned his head and scolded, looking energetic, "Tell me, what's going on between you and that Yu Fengqiao."

"It's... Grandpa, I like him." God knows how long it has been since Ye Yuanxi had the experience of being disciplined by an elder, and he was a little embarrassed, "You...Can you handle it."

"When did you hear that I am against homosexuality?" Grandpa Ye rolled his eyes, "That kid looks like a good person, you cherish it."

"Hey... hey!"

In front of the cemetery, Ye Yuanxi bought two bouquets of white chrysanthemums with his grandfather and held them in his hands. Ye Yuanxi climbed up slowly wearing a mask.

"Is there a job after the Chinese New Year?"

"Ah, yes." There was no one on the mountain road, so Ye Yuanxi took off his mask, looked at the flowers with small drops of water in his arms, "I'm going to the next province for a meeting tomorrow, so I just happened to send you back, Grandpa. "

The neighboring province is a famous water town, and it is also the origin of the original Ye Yuanxi.

"Ah."

Ye Yuanxi walked behind his grandfather's footsteps, looking at the old man's wrinkled hands, felt a little sad for no reason.

He lost his parents when he was a teenager, although at that time the legacy they left and his own ability fully allowed him to gain a foothold and live a good life.But when he can follow behind his elders with his head down and think about nothing, and only needs to trust and rely wholeheartedly, it is still what he yearns for very much.

Even if they are walking in a cemetery right now.

even though…

Even the tomb they arrived at seems to have his own name engraved on it.

The two big characters are upright, Xi Yuan.

Ye Yuanxi stood in front of it in a daze, looking at the photo of him attached to it.

The person in the black and white photo smiled very quietly, looking at all the people standing in front of them.

He had never been here before, even though Yu Fengqiao would come here every month to put a new bouquet of flowers here, Ye Yuanxi had never been here.

"Kneel down." Grandpa Ye stepped forward, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and swept the ashes off the tombstone, "Kowtow."

Ye Yuanxi put down the flowers in his hands at a loss, but didn't know what to do.

"Hurry up." Grandpa Ye yelled and turned around, "Tell your benefactor well, this year, you are finally promising."

Ye Yuanxi knelt in front of his own grave, not knowing what to say.

He just felt that his mind was in a mess, and he tried his best to search for the name Ye Yuanxi, as if he was looking for something in a room full of clutter and dust for a long time.

So, what is the relationship between him and Ye Yuanxi?

Was his rebirth not an accident?

"I didn't expect that he would walk ahead of me." Grandpa Ye looked a little emotional, "When I saw him before, how old was he? About your age?"

"Grandpa..." Ye Yuanxi looked up in confusion.

"Okay, get up." Grandpa waved his hand, "Actually, I didn't want you to enter this circle at all. Now the actors and singers are the same as our singers. They are actors, and they are judged by others. What you have to endure is the abuse that many ordinary people have never seen in their entire lives."

The grandfather and grandson walked slowly on the boulevard.

"You used to be a model and take photos. It's not that I'm old and antique, but I know that you are a bowl of youthful rice, so I don't want you to eat it." Grandpa Ye looked a little emotional, "But you sing Xi Yuan's song That time, I suddenly felt that maybe you are quite suitable to stay there."

Ye Yuanxi listened quietly, reaching out to help the old man from time to time.

The wind around is very quiet, and the cemetery before the New Year's Eve is silent and empty.

"Xi Yuan is a good boy. At that time, he went around all over the place, just to see the few theaters that were still left, settled in the old ones from the previous generation, took you young ones to school, helped us tidy up the shop and listened to our singing Singing opera." Thinking of this, Grandpa Ye couldn't help shaking his head, "At that time you ran around barefoot in the theater every day, and didn't even have a decent name, so we named you after him later."

Ye Yuanxi stared, so surprised that he couldn't speak at all.

"He's a good boy." The old man clapped his hands, "Why did he just leave."

By the end, he was a little choked up.

"Grandpa, grandpa." Ye Yuanxi supported him, lowered his head and said comfortingly, "Xi Yuan hasn't left yet. Look at Yu Fengqiao defending him, you brought me to mourn him, and I'm still helping him out album, and his songs are still being sung by so many people. He's always there."

"You can comfort people."

The grandfather and grandson walked down the mountain in the early morning rain, and when they returned home, it was still time for breakfast.

Ye Yuanxi had just parked the car, and Yu Fengqiao, who had been standing at the door eagerly waiting for the two of them, immediately came to open the car door, took out the luggage, and supported Grandpa Ye with the other hand. "

"Hey, this dog is so energetic!" Grandpa Ye saw Wang Zai who was tied to the pillar and was wagging his tail desperately at the moment, "Hey, come here, grandpa hug!"

Wang Zai seemed to understand it, and frantically tugged on his leash, whimpering while biting, his desire to break free was very obvious.

Ye Yuanxi hurried forward and untied his rope.

Before he had time to hold him, Wang Zai flew into the arms of the old man.

Fortunately, it has not yet opened its full length, and it is still the size and weight of an ordinary puppy. Grandpa Ye didn't have much trouble picking it up: "What's your name?"

"It's called Wang Zai." Yu Fengqiao said standing beside him.

"Well, good name." Grandpa smiled and nodded Wangzai's nose, letting it twist and lick people in his arms, "Come in, everyone, what's the wind blowing while standing at the door, Xiaoyu, what are you wearing? Can a shirt keep out the wind or what?"

"I... I just came back from a meeting." Yu Fengqiao hurriedly explained, walked into the house with long legs, feeling a little awkward in front of the elders.

"Oh yes, there are more." The three of them entered the living room, and Ye Yuanxi just helped grandpa hang up his coat when he heard grandpa holding Wangzai and asking calmly, "You guys, what's the matter with that? ? Today I heard the little girl next to me discussing on the plane. Did the two of you make any mistakes? I saw that the little girl cried."

Yu Fengqiao kept her mouth shut and remained silent, and only gave Ye Yuanxi a wink to tell him to hurry up.

Ye Yuanxi, who was forced to carry the heavy burden, could only bite the bullet and stepped forward: "That...Grandpa, please listen to my explanation."

The author has something to say: JJ was drawn when the red envelopes were distributed today, and in the end I had to choose all the pages and send them. Everyone should have received them, right?Today is the same, happy weekend~