After the former actor was forced to open for business

"Fan Yue." Lin Lie's voice suddenly came from the door next door. Fan Yue thought he was hearing hallucinations, and turned his head to look in a daze.

"Lin Lie?" He met the man's excited gaze in disbelief and frowned, "Why are you here?"

Since the end of this person's concert tour, he has become elusive, and he has to be approached every now and then to give him a sense of presence.

"I thought you would come here!" Lin Lie went over carelessly and dragged the person into his room, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Fan Yue was still confused, so he was staggered, "Hiss, wait until I close the door."

After arguing, the two entered Lin Lie's room.

In fact, the two of them have never avoided suspicion. After all, since Fan Yue's incident ten years ago, Lin Lie was the only person who posted a blog to support him, and only Lin Lie maintained close contact with Fan Yue.

Originally, there were CP fans of the two of them quietly popping up, but it was a pity that Lin Lie's career was on the rise at that time, and the company suppressed the idea of ​​CP fans in the cradle.

After all, no company wants to associate its male artist with a troubled person coming out of the closet.

Fan Yue took this matter more openly. Anyway, the CP matter was just a way of hype in his opinion, but the daily business would be a bit troublesome.

But if it's with Lin Lie...he doesn't want to drag down his only good friend for so many years.

Coming out is a point of no return, especially in this circle, where it is hardly recognized.

So say goodbye.

"Brother Fan, see what I brought you?" Lin Lie smiled and dragged him to the dining table.

Seeing the dishes and bowls on the table, Fan Yue frowned even more, "Don't tell me you are here to deliver food."

"No, Brother Fan, I have carefully prepared delicious food for you, and you just dismissed me with the word 'delivering food'?" Lin Lie looked heartbroken.

Fan Yue: "...almost done."

He really wasn't in the mood to see him living in poverty today, he was disgusted by Pei Qing for a while just now, and now he didn't have any appetite looking at the food on the table.

"Eat by yourself, I'm going back." Fan Yue said and stood up.

Lin Lie finally sensed something was wrong with him, and stopped him, "What's the matter?"

When he asked this question, he guessed the answer, so Fan Yue insisted on leaving after saying "nothing", so he didn't stop him.

"I have pity on the food on my table. It was so easy to bring it to you." Lin Lie leaned on the door and watched Fan Yue go to the next door. He was about to close the door when he heard the man speak.

"Wait a minute." Fan Yue frowned, and groped in his pocket for a long time, "My room card..."

As he spoke, his eyes drifted to the gap under the door, and he said the second half of the sentence slowly: "It seems to have fallen inside."

"Pfft." Lin Lie couldn't help laughing out loud, but as a result, he was cursed by the eyes of King Fan Daying.

"Okay, can I stop laughing?" He simply walked over and looked through the crack of the door with Fan Yue.

Two well-known figures in the entertainment industry, one with tens of millions of fans, and the other with tens of millions of black fans, the scene of them gathering together to find something under the door is a bit funny no matter how you look at it.

In the end, Fan Yue decided to go to the front desk to find someone to come and solve it.

"I think you might come and finish the meal first." Lin Lie raised his chin towards him.

Fan Yue looked at him for a while with an expression of "I don't want you to think, I want me to think", then turned around and took the elevator downstairs.

There were a lot of people checking in at this time, and Fan Yue wore a mask when he got on the elevator. People like him who have so many black fans that can spread to the whole network should be more cautious when going out.

Otherwise, it would be too much to lose if you meet a black fan who carries a murderous weapon with you.

After getting off the elevator, Fan Yue saw a familiar figure at the front desk shouting something.

"I just want to ask why your hotel made such a low-level mistake!" The man was furious, which made the service staff at the front desk very embarrassed.

Fan Yue could feel it halfway across the hall.

"Why is he here too..." Fan Yue couldn't help frowning.

As long as He Lingrui appears, An Sheng will not be able to survive. His ex-brother-in-law is talkative and not strict, and he deceived He Qiaoqiao so badly at the beginning——

Fan Yue couldn't help rushing up in anger, wishing he could roll up his sleeves and rush over to beat him up right now!

But he can't.

In the end, Fan Yue could only grit his teeth in resentment, turned around and returned to the elevator.

Lin Lie was sitting in the room preparing to eat when the doorbell rang.

Seeing the face of the person at the door as black as coal, Lin Lie couldn't help but frown, "What's going on with you?"

Fan Yue ignored him, walked to the dining table and sat down, "Eat."

This was exactly what Lin Lie wanted, so he didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, if Fan Yue wanted to say something, he would say it sooner or later, and it would be useless if he didn't want to.

The two ate their meal in silence.

Fan Yue's appetite was not great, he put down his chopsticks after a few mouthfuls, and only drank half a bowl of soup.

Half of his anger subsided after eating, and he told Lin Lie what happened downstairs just now.

"At that time, just make a phone call from me to the front desk and ask someone to come over." Lin Lie was lying on the sofa with one leg bent, not paying attention to his image at all.

Fan Yue said "En", "That's the only way to go."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and saw Lin Lie's appearance, and couldn't help feeling sorry for his fans for a second.If those girlfriend fans know that their glamorous idol on stage is such an imageless person in private, they might be heartbroken.

Fan Yue shook his head, turned around and went to the side to call the front desk.

"Okay, Mr. Fan, we'll go over and deal with it for you right away."

After hearing the person at the front desk say this, Fan Yue hung up the phone.

"How is it?" Lin Lie looked up from the music book, with a pencil in his mouth, his speech was a little vague.

Fan Yue got himself a glass of water to drink, the soup just now made him a little tired and panicked.

After drinking the water, he said, "Come here in a while."

"Okay." Lin Lie lowered his head and continued to study his score.

He has been trying to write songs by himself since he decided to transform into a singer. It has been nearly ten years now. On average, at least one song in each album is his original song, either written for fans or written for himself.

This is also the reason why Fan Yue is willing to maintain a friendship with him: hard work, persistence, and truthfulness.

These are very few people in this circle can have.

He once wanted to be such a person, and tried his best...

Just as he was stuck in memories and couldn't extricate himself, someone rang the doorbell.

Fan Yue went to open the door, but Lin Lie didn't lift his head, frowning, hummed a certain melody, and wrote it down in his notebook.

"President Xia?" Someone's surprised voice came from the door.

"What's the situation..." Lin Lie muttered and put down the notebook in his hand, got up and followed to the door.

Standing outside the door was a young and handsome man with a cold look all over his body, in a suit and leather shoes, with an extraordinary bearing.

Lin Lie was slightly startled, and looked at Fan Yue beside him, probably guessing something.

Xia Jincheng glanced coldly over the person next to Fan Yue, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is he?"

"Friend." Fan Yue said.

His nonchalant and reasonable look successfully ignited someone's tense nerves.

"Friend?" Boss Xia frowned.

Lin Lie seemed to smell the smell of gunpowder in the air, and he still came straight towards him.

He smiled awkwardly at Xia Jincheng, "Hello Mr. Xia, I am Lin Lie from Zhansheng Culture. Brother Fan's friend."

"Lin Lie." Xia Jincheng repeated his name, as if confirming.

"Yes." Lin Lie nodded with a smile.

Although he didn't approve of Fan Yue's signing with Jinyue Entertainment at the beginning, but in the end it was Fan Yue's own wish, even if he didn't believe in Xia Jincheng, he had no choice but to do so.

Never embarrass Fan Yue.

But Mr. Xia seemed to think of something different from him.

"Okay, thank you for taking care of him for me." Xia Jin said so abruptly, and stretched out his hand to drag Fan Yue out of the room.

Fan Yue was confused: "?"

Lin Lie also failed to react in time, and stared blankly at the young president pulling Fan Yue's wrist and walking towards the next room.

Both of them had long legs, and they disappeared from his sight within two steps.

"What's the situation?" Lin Lie stretched out his head in disbelief to look at the two people standing at the door next door, and came to a certain conclusion in his heart that made him feel unbelievable, "No way..."

Frowning, Fan Yue was dragged to the door of his room, just as the hotel staff opened the door for him, turned around and handed over the room card.

"Mr. Fan, here is your room card."

"Okay, thank you." Fan Yue took the room card, exchanged some greetings and watched him leave, then turned to look at Xia Jincheng, squinting his eyes and frowning to show doubts.

"Go into the room and talk." Xia Jincheng entered the room without any explanation, without giving him a chance to stop anyone.

Fan Yue: "..."

What is going on in the minds of young people today?He is getting more and more confused.

Is this the so-called generation gap?

Fan Yue sighed inwardly, seeing that Lin Lie next door had closed the door, he could only resign himself to his fate and enter the house to accept Mr. Xia's "surprise inspection".

It's just that everything went wrong for him today, so he really didn't have a good tone, "Mr. Xia, if you have something to say, just say it."

"Why are you next door?" Xia Jincheng turned around and looked at him fixedly, with a serious face as if he was interrogating some important matter.

Can't this person see for himself?It wasn't him who came up with the staff just now, could it be someone else?

Fan Yue's face darkened slightly, but he still patiently explained: "My room card is stuck inside, so go to the next door and call for help."

"Then why did he come?" Boss Xia asked again.

This is a bit vexatious, Fan Yue frowned, "Where Lin Lie goes is his freedom, how do I know that?"

Xia Jincheng: "...OK."

Suddenly there was such a tinge of embarrassment in the atmosphere.

The two stood face to face like this, and neither of them had the intention of retreating, and they were at a stalemate.

In the end, Fan Yue asked, "So Mr. Xia, you came here to ask this?"

"No." Xia Jin lowered his brows, his thick and long eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes, and trembled slightly with the eyelashes.

"I worry about you," he said.