Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

Ye Yuanxi suddenly felt his nose sour.

There are many things in a person’s life. In fact, we can get some clues after death, such as the value of artists’ works, such as what kind of life a person has lived.

So what if there are a lot of stars, no matter how big the scene is.

In the end, Xi Yuan didn't end up in a situation where he had to rely on a stranger he had never met to maintain his last bit of dignity.

Lowering his head and laughing at himself, Ye Yuanxi heaved a sigh of relief, put his hands in his coat pockets, turned and walked out the door without hesitation.

Without paying attention to any movement behind him, Xi Yuan walked out of the winery.

The weather in Haicheng is not very good today, it looks like it is going to rain.Standing at the door of the winery, Xi Yuan stretched his waist facing the gray sky, and when he raised his head, his usual smiling face returned.

Walking briskly towards the outside of the winery, Ye Yuanxi decided to go back and eat a bowl of noodles.

The subway in Haicheng was still crowded as usual. Ye Yuanxi was squeezed by the door wearing a mask, unable to hold the lever on the left and grab the handle on the right, and his arm was pulled by the arm by a girl next to him who was not standing still. On the meat below, he dispelled his original idea of ​​taking out his phone to take a look.

In fact, he didn't rely on electronic products very much. He belonged to the old man in the primitive era who worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. His entertainment activities were basically cooking, reading, writing and singing.

But yesterday, in order to make up for the information he had missed in the entertainment industry during this period of time, last night he took his mobile phone and quit his "Siren" hot search last night, and watched a lot of gossip about other celebrities.

The movie queen and her husband are at odds, so-and-so's new album is overturned, and so-and-so was photographed late at night.

Seeing that Ye Yuanxi's gossip soul was burning.

When he took the subway three times and returned to the neighborhood where he originally lived, he didn't even glance at the buildings next to him, and walked straight into the low storefront in the alley next to him.

He couldn't speak before, and he relied on gestures with the proprietress a few times when he came here.The proprietress memorized his taste after a few times, and in the end she didn't need him to move, she just asked if it was the same.

But now, the proprietress who raised her head smiled at him politely and strangely: "Hello? Come here for the first time, sit down and see what you want to eat."

Ye Yuanxi took the menu with a smile, and when he found a place to sit down, he was surprised to find that the news on the TV above was actually talking about Xi Yuan's memorial service, and it was showing the report sent back by the reporter at the scene.

And the proprietress, who was wiping the table with a rag in her hand, also stopped at this moment and stared blankly.

Ye Yuanxi didn't really care much about what happened there after that, but the proprietress didn't care, and the guests next to her stopped their chopsticks and watched the TV and whispered.

Unable to stop the curiosity in his heart, Xi Yuan raised his head after rinsing the chopsticks.

As a result, it turned out to be a pair of blue-gray eyes that met their gaze.

A truly handsome man is never afraid of how close the camera is to him.

Even though the interview shot was so close that it almost hit Yu Fengqiao's face, he looked very calm on TV.

"Why did Mr. Yu come to Xi Yuan's memorial service today? Do you have any connections?"

"What do you think of this matter?"

"Can you tell me what you think of Xi Yuan?"

"Do you believe the allegations of domestic violence against Xi Yuan?"

Almost every shot in the surroundings was attached to Yu Fengqiao's face, making Luo Jia, who was supposed to be the protagonist, instantly become a set board.Inexplicably, Ye Yuanxi gloated a little and wanted to laugh.

You know, Luo Jia hates others for stealing his shots the most.

Just thinking about it, Yu Fengqiao and the domestic entertainment industry still seem to be separated by a dimensional wall.

Although Luo Jia is one of the top young students in the country, it's just that... he probably won't be able to reach Yu Fengqiao's level in this lifetime.

After leaving behind a small group of colleagues to keep an eye on the distraught Luo Jia, most of the reporters rushed directly to Yu Fengqiao, who was still half squatting on the ground, carrying short cannons.

Yu Fengqiao straightened up, looked directly at the camera in front of her, and slowly opened her mouth as if she wanted to speak, but was blocked by Fang Cuo who rushed over next to her: "This is a very serious occasion, everyone, please don't come here interview."

Then the scene fell into chaos again, and the news cut back to the studio.

"What." Ye Yuanxi heard the proprietress standing beside him mumble, "How could I believe it."

Raising eyebrows, Xi Yuan lowered his head, looked at the chopsticks in his hand with a smile, as if it had nothing to do with him: "Ma'am, I'm so hungry."

"Hey, here we come." The boss inside saw that he didn't respond after calling his wife three or four times, so he came out with his face in his hand, "Be careful, hey, don't pick you up, don't pick it up, I'll put it away for you .This is covered with toppings, don't burn it."

"Thank you." Ye Yuanxi smiled at the two of them.

"Thank you, I will come here often after I like to eat." The boss rubbed his hands on his apron, smiled honestly, turned around and went into the kitchen again.

You have to work hard, Ye Yuanxi thought with his head bowed, buy the house here as soon as possible.

After struggling to finish eating the same toppings as Xiao Shan, Ye Yuanxi waited for a long time with his head up, he couldn't even burp out. After standing up, he thought about it again: "Help me pack two more bowls of noodles."

At this time, in the winery.

Yu Fengqiao shook her head slightly at Fang Cuo, then turned to the camera and said, "Xi Yuan is a senior whom I respect very much. I don't believe, and it's impossible to believe, any accusations about his character."

"The deceased is gone. I also beg everyone... let Xi Yuan go quietly." Yu Fengqiao raised the corner of her mouth and smiled warmly, "Stop taking pictures."

As he spoke, he signaled to the security at the door to let them in.

"But..." Someone below wanted to refute, but was blocked by Yu Fengqiao's cold eyes.

"That's right." Behind Yu Fengqiao, an old senior in the entertainment industry also came down the stairs, "You all came to see Xi Yuan off, you didn't come to see the excitement. Take it."

"It's really not good to make news about the housework after someone's death." A lady standing on the second floor also spoke up. Everyone looked back and found that she was the queen who cooperated with Xi Yuan the most times in the circle, "An Jing Just let him go through the last journey."

"Yes."

"Stop shooting."

"It's enough to go back to the business just now, don't work too hard, let it go."

While speaking, the security guards who had received Yu Fengqiao's instruction had already dragged Luo Xin out quickly.And Luo Jia was also supported by two actors on the left and right and stood aside.

The stars who came down one after another scattered around Yu Fengqiao and mixed with the fans who were originally standing on the first floor.

No one came up to ask them for autographs, and no one showed any excitement.Everyone took off their sunglasses and hats, and stood there silently.

Yu Fengqiao who was pushed to the front did not shirk at all.

He took the pinned blue rose from his suit pocket, held it in one hand, walked slowly onto the stage, and solemnly placed the flower next to Xi Yuan's photo.

The lobby was full of photos of Xi Yuan, large and small, and Yu Fengqiao's eyes almost lingered on these photos greedily.

Xi Yuan seldom shows up outside, and he doesn't have a public social account. These photos are all Yu Fengqiao has never seen.

This was the second time he saw Xi Yuan face to face, but he could only see his photo.

"I've come to see you." He looked up at the huge photo on the wall, and Xi Yuan on it smiled very shallowly, but the smile reached his eyes, obviously conniving at the person who took the photo.

Although that gaze was not directed at him, Yu Fengqiao's eyes did not change at all, and the faint nostalgic smile at the corner of his mouth did not change, but he kept tracing the eyebrows and eyes of that person with his gaze.

"Remember to live well in the sky." After a long time, Yu Fengqiao smiled at the people above.

Yu Fengqiao's voice was very soft, and the people standing beside him didn't hear what he said, but he quickly put down his flower and stepped aside.

The people behind him soon followed, putting down the flowers they brought one by one.

In the white, Yu Fengqiao's rose was particularly eye-catching.