Superstar Deyin

Fanwai's reliable orthodox Tanmei style, some people say I'm unreliable, let me show you the reliable ones.

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The frenzied clamor of the fans was finally shut out after the doors were shut.Murong Deyin took off the pretense and put on a perfect smile, and a deep exhaustion appeared on his handsome face.

Leaning his head on the back of the luxury car, he whispered in a slightly hoarse voice: "Drive."

The driver started the car obediently, and from the rearview mirror, he saw the superstar's brows that could not be opened, and his tired face.I'm afraid it will only be revealed at this moment?

In front of people, he is always so radiant.

That delicate and perfect smile is like a doll without emotion.

Murong Deyin took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth, the driver immediately said: "Young master, smoking is not good for your health."

"Shut up, Huaying, drive your car properly." Murong Deyin narrowed his beautiful eyes, and provocatively blew a smoke ring towards the driver's seat in front.He looked like a young gangster who rebelled against his age, but a layer of sadness gradually appeared in his narrowed eyes.

"People like me... don't even have the freedom to smoke..." He raised his head and looked at the roof of the car.

At the award ceremony, the host said that Murong Deyin is an idol belonging to the world.

Belonging to the world, oh, so, only not belonging to oneself.

Everything he does, every word he says, and even every expression he makes must be carefully designed by the company's team. He is no better than a bird in a cage.

He has lived this kind of life for more than ten years. Since he became a child actor at the age of six, he has lost all the "happiness" he deserves as a human being.

No friends, no kinship, no love, only endless announcements.

"I want happiness..." he murmured through the cigarette smoke.

The driver listened silently without saying a word.

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The heavy rain was pouring down, and under the cover of the rain, Murong Deyin's car parked in front of a villa in the suburbs.

"Young Master, it's easy to be spotted by the paparazzi." The driver reminded Deyin who was about to get out of the car.

"Shut up, if you dare to say one more word, I'll fire you immediately!" Murong Deyin gave him a disgusted look——Hua Ying, this dog who was placed beside her for surveillance!

The driver then closed his mouth and watched him walk towards the villa without even opening an umbrella through the rain-smeared car window.

Murong Deyin let the rain beat on him mercilessly, just kept ringing the doorbell.However, there seemed to be no one in the house, and no one opened the door for a long time.

Even so, he pressed on persistently, and in the end, he even knocked on the door desperately with both hands, his roar was drowned out by the more noisy sound of rain.

An umbrella was covering his head, the driver held the umbrella, lowered his eyes and said: "Young Master, your health is not good, you should go home, it seems that Master Long Ce is not here."

"He's here! He's here! He's here! You all lied to me!!" Deyin angrily pushed the driver away, "Why don't you get out!! Get out!!!"

His eyes were red, and he didn't know whether it was tears or rain on his face. He pushed the driver away, and he continued to slam the door desperately.

"Murong Longce!! Open the door for me!! Have you forgotten what you said to me that night!! If you don't open the door, I will reveal to the media that I am gay! I even had sex with my brother!"

Finally, after his astonishing accusation, the door was finally opened.

Murong Deyin stared blankly at the person who opened the door.

I saw——————————

A straight uppercut knocked him to the ground, and a guy who looked exactly like Murong Deyin was wearing big underpants, and said coldly, "Rely on your sister! There are a lot of clichés like this."

The extra episode is over, quack.