Bright moon and clear wind

Lu Fengqing was almost the same as the head and two big. He wanted to explain to Xie Yiran that the matter was not as it was written on Weibo, but at the same time he wanted to ask Mo Yuelang what was going on. After weighing it all, he still felt that Mo Yuelang was better. important.

He stood up from his work station awkwardly, and in the eyes of the "old mothers who couldn't explain," he said bravely, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The colleagues in the office were all waiting for Lu Fengqing himself to explain, but he didn't explain anything and "hid" to the bathroom. Xie Yiran said to the colleagues around him with an old-fashioned face: "Children, you are still young. Don't stop being tempted."

The others nodded in unison in agreement.

Lu Fengqing had no idea that in the eyes of his colleagues, he had become an ignorant child who couldn't resist the temptation of beauty.

He came to the bathroom cubicle, sat on the toilet seat, faced Mo Yuelang's WeChat dialog box with a solemn face, and began to rack his brains to organize what he wanted to say.

Mo Yuelang's profile picture on WeChat is a stick figure, with his own side face on it, and the pen he often used is placed next to it, it is not difficult to see that it is drawn by himself.

Lu Fengqing didn't have time to lament that Mo Yuelang could still draw. He thought for a while, he could temporarily put aside the trending topic on Weibo, and apologize first.

【One Two Three Four Wu Lu: Sorry】

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: My waist is very sensitive]

No, no, this is all a mess.

[You retracted a message and re-edited it]

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: I'm very ticklish]

【One Two Three Four Wulu: I didn't push you away on purpose】

Mo Yuelang has not responded to the message, and there is no "the other party is typing" at the top of the dialog box.

Lu Fengqing nervously bit the thumbnail of his left hand, and his brows were deeply knit together.In his memory, he had never waited so anxiously for a message from someone.

After a while, the phone buzzed, and finally new content appeared in the dialog box, but...it was a WeChat transfer of [-] yuan.

Is this trying to give him coffee money?Naturally, Lu Fengqing would not accept it, he continued to edit the news.

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: I drank the coffee myself, you don't need to give me money]

Mo Yuelang didn't reply again, Lu Fengqing clenched her lower lip unknowingly, and re-typed a sentence pinyin by pinyin.

[One Two Three Four Wu Lu: Are you still angry with me? 】

Mo Yuelang still didn't intend to reply, Lu Fengqing only felt his heart sinking continuously, as if being filled with lead.

It is estimated that Mo Yuelang really doesn't want to talk to him anymore.

Lu Fengqing really didn't know what to say, so he sent another "I'm really sorry" in the past, and then put away the phone in despair.

But just as Lu Fengqing pushed open the bathroom door and was about to leave, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated twice in a row.

[Lang: Busy. 】

[Lang: Let's talk later. 】

Lu Fengqing's action of pushing the door stopped, and he read these two messages countless times.

Mo Yuelang didn't reply to the message just because he was busy, and the word "busy" was not an excuse, because he followed it with "I'll talk about it later".

This shows that Mo Yuelang has no intention of ignoring him.

Lu Fengqing breathed a sigh of relief as if he had received an amnesty, but at this moment he immediately thought of another question.The reason why Mo Yuelang is busy is probably because of the trending topics on Weibo.

As a supporting role in the incident, Lu Fengqing was also very curious about what was going on, but since Mo Yuelang had already said that he was busy, he couldn't continue to disturb her.

He reopened Weibo and looked at the trending thread. This time, he didn't have the shock when he saw it before, and a strange feeling slowly crawled into his heart like ants.

Lu Fengqing had also been a paparazzi, he knew that paparazzi would not aimlessly catch celebrities and shoot them, they would usually pounce on them like a hunting dog smelling meat because of gossip or instigation.

So speaking of it, Mo Yuelang has only been back to China for two months, how could he be targeted by the paparazzi because of the old news from six or seven years ago?

If he just wanted to dig into Mo Yuelang's love life, then he, Lu Fengqing, helped Mo Yuelang deal with his fans at the airport, and Mo Yuelang personally sent him back downstairs to the company afterward, wouldn't he be able to use it for arrangement?

The more Lu Fengqing thought about it, the weirder he became. He clicked on the photos of Mo Yuelang and Song Ning and took a closer look. He saw that every photo only captured Song Ning's smiling face. It seemed as if the two were really together. Talking about love is the same.

However, Lu Fengqing, who had actually been to the Asura Field, knew that Mo Yuelang didn't give Song Ning a good face at all.

There is also the strangest point, when Mo Yuelang took the initiative to put his arm around his waist, it is impossible for the paparazzi who took pictures of the whole process not to see it.

If the paparazzi is an outsider who has nothing to do with it, since he saw this scene, how could he still make up a plot where a third party becomes angry from embarrassment?

A terrible thought gradually appeared in Lu Fengqing's mind, could it be... all of this was Song Ning's arrangement?

Thinking about it this way, everything makes sense.

Why do paparazzi suddenly appear beside Mo Yuelang, why can a love scene be imagined just by the scene of two people talking, why the person who took the sneak shot just happened to ignore the scene of Mo Yuelang hugging his waist...

Recalling that Mo Yuelang's face was terribly dark when he appeared in the studio this morning, he probably didn't know that Song Ning would also participate in this shooting.

Presumably Song Ning used her contacts to get the opportunity to co-produce an advertisement with Mo Yuelang, and then wanted to use this opportunity to hype it up.At least judging from the topic that has been "boiling", his plan has been successful.

Lu Fengqing reopened Mo Yuelang's WeChat dialog box, and hurriedly wanted to tell Mo Yuelang his guess, but halfway through editing the message, his typing speed gradually slowed down, and after hesitating for a while, he sent him another The small composition I wrote was deleted.

After all, in this farce, he is just a supporting role.It is impossible for Mo Yuelang not to think of things that his elm head can think of.

Lu Fengqing took another look at the word "busy" sent by Mo Yuelang, sighed slightly, and put the phone away again.

When he returned to the office, Lu Fengqing found that almost everyone stretched their necks and looked at him, as if they were stuck in the middle of watching a drama, and they were all looking forward to the follow-up plot update.

Lu Fengqing took a deep breath, intending to at least make it clear that he was not chasing Mo Yuelang, but before he could speak, Lily called him over first.

"You go back today first." Lily glanced at the gossip eyes who followed, and said to Lu Feng, "Tomorrow, go directly to the film and television city, and show Ji Zun a set of Reuters pictures."

Hearing this, Lu Fengqing subconsciously looked at the wall clock on the wall behind Lily. The current time is only 03:30 in the afternoon. He has never left work so early since he joined the job.

However, judging from the current office atmosphere, he is obviously not suitable to stay here anymore.Leaving aside his own emotions, he also doesn't want to affect other people's normal work.

"Okay, Miss Li." Lu Fengqing nodded, returned to the desk and began to pack his satchel.

Xie Yiran's eyes were too enthusiastic, Lu Fengqing said helplessly: "It's really not like that."

"I understand, I understand everything." Xie Yiran gestured an OK gesture, while pursing her lips tightly into her mouth, making a tearful expression, looking at Lu Fengqing's eyes as if looking at some poor boy Same.

Lu Fengqing breathed out speechlessly. He was afraid that if he didn't come to the office tomorrow, he would be interpreted as hurt by love, so he greeted him in advance: "I will go directly to the film and television city tomorrow morning, so I won't come."

"Ah, are you going to take pictures of Ji Zun?" Xie Yiran instantly recovered her normal expression, "I heard that his photographer resigned voluntarily, maybe if you fight for it, you can be transferred to the artist department."

The salary of the artist department is much higher than the salary of the publicity department, because it needs to follow the artist to run outside all the time, and the work will be very hard.

But Lu Fengqing is not afraid of hardships, his younger brother Lu Yunchuan still has to go to college, and he doesn't want to let go of any opportunity for a salary increase.

It was rare to get off work early today, Lu Fengqing went to a big supermarket, planning to make dinner by himself.He sent a message to his roommate Li Chixu, asking him to come back to eat directly. Li Chixu exaggeratedly responded with a "fairy descending to earth" expression, but said that he had to work overtime and couldn't get home on time.

Li Chixu works for a large game company, and the company often distributes some fruits and snacks, and he will bring them back to Lu Fengqing from time to time.

It was the same today, even though Li Chixu didn't miss Lu Fengqing's dinner, he still brought him a small apple.

Sometimes Lu Fengqing can't help thinking that he doesn't expect his boyfriend to be handsome, wealthy or funny, he just needs to be plain and considerate.

Like Li Chixu, he feels very good, an ordinary programmer with a lively personality and friendly manners.

But Li Chixu is straight, he couldn't be straighter.He often discussed with Lu Fengqing the pretty ladies in the company, so Lu Fengqing never had any thoughts about him at all.

Early the next morning, Lu Fengqing took the camera bag and took the shuttle bus to the film and television city in the suburbs.

Recently, Ji Zun accepted a movie about the entertainment industry, and played the leading role in it.There will be many celebrities coming to the movie, and the fans' expectations are very high.

It is said that Jiang Hui also got this role for Ji Zun, and I don't know how many sweet words he said by Jiang Hui's pillow.

The last time Lu Fengqing saw Ji Zun was in the underground parking lot of a five-star hotel.At that time, he was found secretly taking pictures of Ji Zun and Jiang Hui, and later came to work in entertainment by chance, which was a blessing in disguise.

He didn't expect Ji Zun to remember him, but he didn't expect Ji Zun to notice him right away when he entered the set.

Ji Zun interrupted the makeup artist beside him who was touching up his makeup, waved at Lu Fengqing and said, "Little cat?"

Lu Fengqing's footsteps paused, and he was stunned for a moment before realizing that Ji Zun was calling him.

It was because of a little milk cat that he met Ji Zun and Jiang Hui by accident. It is estimated that Ji Zun remembered him because of those pictures of the little milk cat.

"Hello." Lu Fengqing came to Ji Zun and greeted him politely, "I'm here to take a Reuters photo for you today."

"Okay." Ji Zun curled his lips and looked at Lu Fengqing with meaningful eyes, "I thought you were a cute little rabbit before, but I didn't expect you to be so ambitious."

Hearing this, Lu Fengqing frowned slightly, puzzled by Ji Zun's words.

He admitted that he came today with a purpose, but he tried hard to get the chance to go to the artist department... Is this also called ambition?

Lu Fengqing didn't answer, Ji Zun continued gossip again: "Isn't Mo Yuelang easy to chase?"

"..." The corner of Lu Fengqing's mouth twitched speechlessly.

Ji Zun is worthy of being an entertainer, and he learned about it first-hand from the internal gossip.

But Lu Fengqing was really wronged, because he was really, really, not chasing Mo Yuelang.