Are you trying to tease me [Entertainment]

Ye Yuanxi chose to take a taxi for the return trip, and when he was in the car, he turned on his phone again.

His manager had read his message but didn't reply. Ye Yuanxi shrugged his shoulders, tied up the two bowls of noodles in his hands and put them away, then watched the driver merge into the traffic.

The memorial service, the big event that I faced after waking up, passed quickly. Although it was quite dramatic, to be honest, it didn't have the slightest impact on him now.

From the moment he woke up, Xi Yuan was already in the past tense.How to plan for Ye Yuanxi's future is what I should care about now.

Ye Yuanxi turned his mobile phone in his hand, looking thoughtfully at the congested traffic ahead

He doesn't know half of them now, except for the agent who has made a special note, he doesn't even know who is in his address book. , scrolled up and down, and found that he didn't have any particularly close friends.

Just as he was hesitating how to ask his manager to check his work schedule, he felt his phone vibrate. Fang Cuo, who just added WeChat yesterday, sent him a message at this time.

——Feng Qiao and I will stay for a while, you should find a place to eat first, and see you at the airport later.

After saying hello, Ye Yuanxi thought about it again, bowed his head and typed another sentence.

——I am very familiar with Haicheng, I will come back to find you guys with some food.You haven't eaten all day, and if you wait until the airport, you will be starving.

Their flight is at night, three hours away.After Yu Fengqiao stayed for a while longer, he had to rush to the airport when he came out.Ye Yuanxi always felt so pitiful for not having a meal all day and having an airplane meal at night.

And looking at the appearance of Yu Fengqiao's son, he can be picky at first glance.

Just as he was about to put down his phone, he received a call.

Three characters are shining brightly on it, concise and clear.

broker.

"Hello, Brother Pan." Ye Yuanxi picked up the phone.

"En." Pan Min over there responded, "Are you in Haicheng now?"

"I'm going to go back to the group later." Ye Yuanxi said, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing. I originally wanted to arrange for you to go to a dinner party with Fanchen, forget it. Let's talk about it when you come back after filming this episode. Satellite TV is going to be doing a new variety show recently, and I think you are quite suitable."

Another variety show?

Ye Yuanxi frowned and didn't say anything, just gave a vague hum, and after a few polite words, he hung up the phone again.

Pulling the plastic bag at hand, Ye Yuanxi searched the Internet for his manager's name, clicked on several of his artists from the relevant links, and got a general feeling for his style.

It has a high degree of national favorability, many endorsements, and good traffic, but there are no outstanding works in detail, and the controversy is very high.

It's not that he has any big opinions on Pan Min's way, but as the saying goes, different ways don't conspire with each other.

The matter of changing agents seems to be on the agenda.

But it's useless to say anything now.

Anyway, I don't have any other plans, I still have to shoot this variety show first...

When we got back to the winery, the sky was slightly darkened.

Fang Cuo stood at the door waiting for him, and after the two met, they found a small reception room, sat down, and Xi Yuan took out the noodles that were still warm.

When he first went out, the proprietress specially wrapped him with a layer of cloth, firstly to prevent collisions, and secondly to keep warm.

When Fangcuo was opened, the soup in it was noodle soup or noodles, and the color was still clear, without any oily foam.

Fang Cuo was probably very hungry, so he took off his chopsticks and buried his head in eating noodles, leaving Ye Yuanxi as a hungry person who was full and hungry.

Ye Yuanxi watched it for 2 minutes and felt that something would happen if he continued to watch it, so he quickly sat by the window and took out his phone again.

Ye Yuanxi didn't have any homepages to swipe, and after swiping back and forth, he finally turned to the hot search.

The result is not good.

One look almost scared him back into the urn.

There are nine hot searches, except for three irrelevant ones, four hot searches and two explosions.

And these four hot spots were all occupied by Xi Yuan.

#藹远##耶远望思会##谢远家断死##熊远罗嘉#

On the other hand, looking at those two explosions, Xi Yuan felt even more baffled.

His Xi Yuan's memorial meeting revealed what Yu Fengqiao was doing.

When it exploded, the first one was still #余风乔晓远#

Ye Yuanxi felt a little pain in his liver.

It's as if I accidentally dragged someone up on the wall together, I'm so embarrassed.

After clicking on the number one hot search, Ye Yuanxi sat cross-legged on the bay window of the reception room, browsing the content inside.

It turned out to be a video...

While feeling sorry for the traffic, Ye Yuanxi couldn't hold back his curiosity and clicked on the video again.

Yu Fengqiao, who was above him, was calm and a little indifferent. He 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."

His tone was so firm that no one could doubt it.

The blue-gray eyes are cold, as deep as the distance where the sea and the sky meet.

Ye Yuanxi loosened his fingers unconsciously.

Who knew that this would have such a big impact.

Ye Yuanxi was still a little dazed when that video finished playing and automatically entered the next one.

He Dehe Neng himself, to provoke such a god.

With a long sigh, Ye Yuanxi put down the phone, rubbed his eyes, and looked down at the marble between his legs with an unclear expression.

Take care of him on the show.

Good-looking is good-looking.

But the child always looks a little dumbfounded, and he can chase after a star with such true feelings.

But after all, he's only in his 20s.

Uncle Xi, who had almost stepped into the [-]th stall, sighed.

Just as he was thinking, the dumb kid pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing Fang Cuo who was making noodles, Yu Fengqiao smiled: "Did you bring it back?"

Ye Yuanxi raised his head and nodded kindly: "Yes, hurry up and eat, it's still hot."

Yu Fengqiao nodded politely, sat down and picked up... a pink plastic half spoon and half fork.

Then he looked at Fang Cuo, who was eating while contacting the public relations handling method, holding chopsticks stirring in the soup.Yu Fengqiao raised his head and looked at Ye Yuanxi again, but he didn't catch his gaze.

Somewhat surprised by the other party's carefulness, Yu Fengqiao lowered his head and picked up the noodles lying quietly in the soup.

In fact, it can't be blamed that Ye Yuanxi over there didn't receive Yu Fengqiao's gaze, after all, he has quickly escaped from the first hot search that was about to explode the server, and joined the ranks of watching Luo Jia's excitement.

The effect of Luo Jia's kneeling is still amazing.

After Ye Yuanxi clicked into the hot search, he saw that all the crying people in it were feeling sorry for their little Jiajia.

Some listed a long microblog to describe the love history of Luo Jia and Xi Yuan, and some picked up pictures from six or seven years ago saying that Luo Jia had a wound on his neck at that time. It can be seen that the history of domestic violence has a long history, and there is something so-called shocking Real hammer, the analysis of the long article that love between men and men really does not end well.

Ye Yuanxi magnified the so-called long-standing picture and stared at it for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was a hickey.

Hickey!

Don't talk nonsense if the little girl hasn't actually operated it!

And more people still took a neutral attitude, saying that they would not believe it without a bigger hammer, but they were immediately sprayed by Luo Jia's fans at the bottom of the comment, saying that they were selectively blind and could not see Luo Jia. The scars, I thought Xi Yuan looked like a pervert before I said it.

If the mouth is more poisonous, Xi Yuan's disability will be directly used for surgery.

What is not dying in silence, but domestic violence in silence, Xi Yuan really died well, and finally gave Luo Jia a relief.

Raising his eyebrows and shrugging his shoulders, no matter how big-hearted he was, it was difficult for him to accept such a bad joke.

Standing up, Ye Yuanxi frowned and stuffed the phone into the back pocket of his jeans, then turned and walked towards Fang Cuo and the others.

Yu Fengqiao ate quickly and quietly, and finished the dinner in hand in a short while.

They are all people who are used to catching planes, but today is not a good day after all. After boarding the plane in a hurry, several of them were a little tired.

Ye Yuanxi's sleep quality was good, and he fell asleep as soon as he touched the backrest. He was in a daze for about an hour, but when he woke up, he found that Yu Fengqiao beside him was still awake.

In Yu Fengqiao's hand was the photo of Xi Yuan who was rescued from the glass slag by him.

His slender fingers rubbed it lightly, as if a child who had never had a toy cherished a dilapidated thing very much. Ye Yuanxi, who was beside him, couldn't help feeling distressed.

Ye Yuanxi sat up straight, and the coat that was originally covering him also slipped off, making a slight noise.

Yu Fengqiao who heard the voice turned around and met Ye Yuanxi's eyes.

Ye Yuanxi reached out and patted Yu Fengqiao's, and found that this person's hands were as cold as ice, he sighed: "Don't be too sad, you still have to record a show tonight, sleep for a while. "

Yu Fengqiao smiled faintly and nodded, but she still didn't put down the photo in her hand, she just asked Ye Yuanxi: "Do you... believe that Luo Jia was raped by the family?"

"No." Ye Yuanxi answered very simply.

What a joke, he domestically abused Luo Jia.

It's really good if you don't mention it, but once you mention it, you will get angry.

Luo Jia has a temper like a wild dog, bows and bows to laugh with him outside, and wants to vent his anger on Xi Yuan several times when he returns home.

Fortunately, Xi Yuan also seemed to have a good temper, but his fists were actually hard.

Learning Sanda is no joke.

The two fought several times, and Luo Jia's slender arms and legs couldn't beat Xi Yuan, so they broke up in the end anyway.

Although Xi Yuan's health became worse and worse after the car accident, Luo Jia went home less and less frequently, and there was no conflict again.

"En." Yu Fengqiao's smile widened slightly, put away the photo in his hand, leaned on the backrest and closed his eyes, and said softly, "I don't believe it either."

The author has something to say: Well, I’m here to update again, everyone Happy Valentine’s Day

I can't bear to keep everyone waiting...it just keeps going

But from the first day of the new year to the... third day of the new year?Or the fourth day?

Everyone should be busy at that time, right?I also want to visit my relatives to visit graves or something, so let’s take a vacation 2333