People are fascinated and disliked by thousands of people [entertainment circle]

It is not without reason that Frost Ji does not look forward to celebrating his birthday.

Starting from February 2th, Frost Ji needs to attend at least four birthday parties, accept three birthday interviews, and hold two birthday live broadcasts.

During this period, the daily announcement is over, and 100% of birthday eggs will be dropped.

Anyway, no matter where he goes, there must be people around him wishing him a happy birthday.Birthday cakes of various flavors and shapes, eating all of them will make you gain at least ten catties.

Frost Ji seems to be transformed into a living little birthday star.

A birthday is celebrated every four years, and a birthday is celebrated every four years.

Thank goodness he has few birthdays.

"Baby~ I'm not going home tonight. Don't wait for me, just make do with your own sleep." Taking advantage of the rest time, Han Shuangji hurriedly called Lin Yuan, throwing out the classic scumbag speech.

"Then you..." Lin Yuan wanted to ask something.

There was a noisy background sound on the phone, several people called Han Shuangji.

Han Shuangji responded, and said to Lin Yuan quickly, "I'm going to the rehearsal, goodbye~"

The phone hangs up, and the time is displayed on the upper right corner of the screen, 22:38.

When talking on the phone just now, Lin Yuan actually wanted to ask him: Is he free at 0:[-], even if he takes a few seconds, to hear himself say happy birthday.

The boyfriend is too busy to run around, probably not.

Lin Yuan knew that Frost Ji never cared much about festivals or anniversaries.On the first Valentine's Day after the two dated, Lin Yuan was busy filming the finale scene and couldn't celebrate with him.

From the beginning to the end, Han Shuangji did not mention half a word.

But Lin Yuan grew up in a traditional family and paid more attention to festivals.He was influenced by his mother, just like Han Shuangji complained, he likes to insist on a strange sense of ritual.

Would have liked to be the first to wish him a happy birthday.

Eighty percent hopeless.

At zero o'clock, Lin Yuan pinched the stopwatch and sent voice blessings to her boyfriend.

Frost Ji should not be finished.

Lin Yuan stared at the screen eagerly and waited for more than 10 minutes, but still did not reply.

He silently put down his cell phone and pulled back the quilt lonely to get ready to sleep.

On the other side of the bed, there was a faint smell of the perfume that Frost Ji often used.

Lin Yuan felt that something was wrong.

Without someone tossing about, I actually have some insomnia.

At the same time as Lin Yuan, there were also many fans of Frost Ji.

They wrote the birthday composition and drew the birthday picture early. The UP owner of a sugar eating area at station B took the risk of losing his skin and released a video to celebrate Frost Ji’s single life.

Frost Ji's support club is even more muffled, releasing 229 high-definition fan photos that have never been released before.The content includes all the public activities Han Shuangji has participated in since his debut.

Zhang Zhang is a boutique, killing people with his face.

Yan Gou praised the support club as a living Bodhisattva one after another, taking advantage of the dead of night to frantically save pictures, the save button almost rubbed sparks.

At the same time, Han Shuangji himself, who received thousands of instructions, was still in the studio to record birthday materials.

"Aji." The staff came to him and carefully reminded, "Can we continue recording now?"

About 2 minutes before zero o'clock, Han Shuangji suddenly stopped shooting, and hid in a corner alone to play with his mobile phone.

The curious gossip crowd quietly approached Han Shuangji and peeked at his screen.

Suddenly, Han Shuangji was staring at Lin Yuan's dialogue box, waiting quietly.

The time just jumped to zero, and Lin Yuan sent a message on time.Frost Ji put it to her ear and listened carefully three times, but she didn't reply.

He moved his finger, switched to Weibo, and opened the birthday entry to see his fans' fancy birthday celebrations.

The planner didn't want to disturb Bing Shuangji.

But he was afraid of continuing to procrastinate. Frost Ji will have so much work tomorrow, he probably won't have time to sleep at night.

"En." Hearing the urging, Han Shuangji put away the phone and said, "Continue recording."

"Huh?" The planner was rather surprised, "Aren't you going to reply to them?"

"Why do you want to reply?" Han Shuangji calmly explained, "I have something to do now. Even if I try my best to reply, I can only type a few words at most, and I can't convey more sincerity. For those who deliberately click to send blessings, too Disrespected."

The planner nodded, "That makes sense."

"And." Han Shuangji looked through the window at the dark night, "It's too late. They may not be able to sleep after receiving my reply."

If you add two more selfies, how many people are willing to stay up all night for Frost Ji.

Planner: ...you are so considerate, it's because I'm too small.

**

"Happy birthday!"

"Happy Birthday Aji~"

"Congratulations to little friend Han Shuangji, you will be a five-year-old friend from now on."

"Thank you."

From early morning to evening, Han Shuangji forgot how many blessings he had heard.

The date of birth, which I don't care about, seems to be the most important thing on this day.

Frost Ji cooperates with them in blowing candles and making wishes, and gradually develops a subtle illusion:

It seems that my own birth has become something that can be celebrated.

At nightfall, Frost Ji ended the birthday live broadcast and was about to call it a day and go home.

Sit in the car and get flowers and gifts from Min Ye.

Han Shuangji said quietly, "I remember, you gave it to me in the morning."

Min Ye replied, "That's right. I delivered it in the morning, and now I'm handing it over to someone else."

"Anyone else?" Han Shuangji found out the greeting card in the bouquet, it was written in English in flamboyant cursive, signed with Han Jin's name.

"aunt?"

"Hmm." Min Ye looked ahead and dutifully reminded, "Mr. Han, please call her after work is over."

Han Shuangji clearly thought for a while before taking out his phone and finding out Han Jin's number.

Before dialing, Han Shuangji hesitated for a few seconds.

He received many gifts today, but he never thought that he would receive gifts from his family.

To this day, Han Shuangji still thinks that she was born unlucky.

Because I was born, the life of my parents will press the end button.

Therefore, he told his family early on that he did not want to be blessed on his birthday.

Fortunately, Frost Ji was born on February 2th every four years, so there were not so many birthdays in the first place.

This year, as a popular artist, his birthday not only represents the date on the certificate, but also a grand festival that fans have planned for a long time.

Frost Ji didn't want to pour cold water on fans because of her hypocrisy.He did not refuse various plans for his birthday, he dutifully cooperated with all the arrangements and forced himself to celebrate.

However, Frost Ji ignored it.

In this world, there are people who sincerely want to send blessings to him.

"Auntie." When the phone was connected, Han Shuangji called out.

"Aji, have you received the gift?"

"Hmm." Han Shuangji stared at the bouquet and asked in a low voice, "Why did you give me a gift?"

"Because, I think, you should accept it today." Han Jin said in a soft tone, "Aji, you may not know. In fact, we prepare birthday gifts for you every year. We are worried that you will not accept them." , I didn’t give it to you that day, and I’ll find another opportunity later.”

"En." Han Shuangji was sensitive, and could naturally sense that after his birthday, his family would always give him something for no reason.

"I've always wanted to say happy birthday to you when you celebrate your birthday."

"Thank you." Han Shuangji pursed her lower lip, pretending to be strong, "Auntie, you, and grandpa, you can do whatever you want in the future, there is no need to consider my mood."

"Then how?" Han Jin retorted, "Since it's your birthday. You can't feel happy yourself, so what's the point of having more blessings and gifts?"

"I'm not entirely unhappy..."

"You just think too much." Han Jin knew Han Shuangji's knot in her heart, and her tone became softer, "Ah Ji, do you know? My brother, that is, your father, liked birthdays very much when he was young."

"He said that life itself is a unique and grand miracle. Every child who comes into the world should be blessed." Han Jin said to him with a firm tone, "You are also your father and mother when you come into this world , and our family, the common miracle.”

"So." Han Jin said, "Don't take your life itself as your fault."

"Well, I don't think that way." Han Shuangji's hand holding the phone slightly tightened, and her knuckles turned white.

Once upon a time, he really believed that his own life itself was the original sin.

"Since you are willing to accept my gift..." Han Jin slowed down her speech and tentatively said, "Should I go home tomorrow? Grandpa and grandma have also prepared gifts."

"No."

"A Ji?" Han Jin was depressed.

Children are so difficult to coax.

Han Shuangji continued, "There are arrangements for tomorrow, the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

Han Shuangji came home with a big bouquet of flowers in her arms, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance.

The windows of the whole house were bright and clean, the fish tank was replaced with clean water, and the bottom lights were turned on, filling the whole room with stars and seas.

In the center of 'Universe', two candles are lit with wine glasses next to them.

Lin Yuan poked his head out of the kitchen when he heard the movement.

"Sorry, I borrowed your kitchen without authorization."

"It's okay." Han Shuangji put the words she brought back into a vase, and said casually, "Anyway, I entered the fingerprints for you, so you can do whatever you want."

In fact, Lin Yuan and Han Shuangji recorded each other's unlocking fingerprints mainly for the convenience of Lin Yuan coming home to take care of the plastic bag.

Usually, before Lin Yuan entered the room, he would greet Han Shuangji in advance, and only entered after getting permission.

In comparison, Han Shuangji was the unscrupulous party, going to her boyfriend's house without saying hello at all.

Frost Ji circled around the table, her voice raised, "Candlelight dinner?"

"It's not dinner." Lin Yuan walked out of the kitchen with only two after-dinner snacks in hand, "I think you should have had dinner since you attended the birthday party."

"Yes, I also ate a lot of cakes." Han Shuangji sat opposite him, filled two glasses of wine by himself, and forcibly toasted Lin Yuan, "Thank you for your blessing."

"Did you hear that?" Lin Yuan originally thought that he was so busy today that he probably didn't have time to listen to the voice.

And on this special day, everyone will send blessings to Han Shuangji, and his messages should be overwhelmed.

"I listened to it last night." Han Shuangji deliberately teased him, "Why? You didn't get my reply, are you very disappointed?"

"No."

"Oh," Han Shuangji took a sip of his wine and pretended to sigh, "I see, you don't have any expectations of me."

Lin Yuan almost adapted to his logic, and retorted lightly, "Don't always throw out propositions."

"Tsk, you've learned to be smart." Han Shuangji took another sip of wine, looked at Lin Yuan again, with drunken eyes, "Where is my gift?"

"It's already in your room, I'll get it."

"Wait." Han Shuangji grabbed his wrist, with angry and resentful eyes, as if silently accusing the scumbag of letting him down, "I celebrate my birthday once every four years, and you only give me a gift?"

Lin Yuan defended weakly, "More than one copy."

Remember last year, when the two met, Lin Yuan prepared a gift for Han Shuangji in advance, but was blocked by a sentence of 'the birthday is only on the day of the birthday'.

After a year, Lin Yuan finally had the opportunity to send it out.

Han Shuangji was still dissatisfied, and complained, "There are still two years left?"

Lin Yuan was speechless.

In the remaining two years, he doesn't know Han Shuangji at all, so how could it be possible for the prophet to prepare a birthday present?

"I was wrong." Lin Yuan coaxed her boyfriend in a coaxing voice, "I'll make it up for you on your next birthday, okay?"

"Not good! The next birthday will be four years away." Han Shuangji drank half a glass of wine, unreasonably making trouble to the extreme, and asked drunkenly, "I want it today."

Lin Yuan glanced at the time subconsciously.

'Today' is still two hours away, and many shopping malls and stores have closed, and online shopping is even too late.

"I will try my best." Lin Yuan risked his life to agree, "What do you want?"

Han Shuangji didn't answer, but hugged his neck, sticking close to him, asking for a kiss.

Lin Yuan tasted the red wine in his mouth, it was strong and mellow.

It is reasonable to suspect that Han Shuangji is drunk and stupid.

"Baby~!" Han Shuangji called him by this title again, with an inexplicably excited tone.

"I'm here."

Han Shuangji hugged him forcefully, smiling foolishly.

Before Lin Yuan could react, he was touched again.

Han Shuangji licked the corners of her bright red lips, whispered to herself, and murmured, "Opening the present~"

Lin Yuan was confused.

Unwrap... what gift?

**

The first day of March.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes, seeing a mess.

Han Shuangji kicked off the quilt, and the leg lying across his chest was bruised and purple, with bruises and mottled spots.

In his sleep, his beautiful eyebrows were knotted, and he seemed uncomfortable.

Lin Yuan maintained his original posture, not daring to wake him up.Gently pulled up the quilt and covered her boyfriend to prevent him from catching a cold.

Although, this is the case at the moment.

Even if Han Shuangji didn't have a cold, it would be difficult to coax.

Lin Yuan considers himself a calm and restrained person, at least able to control his emotions.

As a result, the so-called sobriety and self-restraint were completely defeated in front of the drunken Frost Ji.

I don't know how much he remembers.

Lin Yuan thought: In case Han Shuangji got drunk, he decided that he forced it.

Even if Lin Yuan jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to prove his innocence.

"Hmm..." Han Shuangji didn't sleep very comfortably, she rolled over limply, and her breathing was obviously a little heavier.

He moved his body, feeling an extremely strange limpness and pain.

Frost Ji didn't get enough sleep, and opened his eyes irritably, Mu Mu stared at the ceiling for 2 minutes.

Then he lifted the quilt and looked at his body.He lifted the quilt over Lin Yuan again, and got in to have a look at him.

"Oh." Han Shuangji said hoarsely, "So it wasn't a dream."

"That..." Lin Yuan tried to explain something.

"Needless to say." Han Shuangji touched his face and pulled a three-pointed smirk, "Although your skills are poor, I have tarnished your innocence after all, and I will take responsibility for you."

Lin Yuan: ...

Baby, are you sure you didn't take the wrong script?

After Han Shuangji issued the declaration of responsibility, he rumpled his messy hair, forcibly pulled the quilt off Lin Yuan's body, wrapped himself up and walked into the bathroom.

Tuliu Linyuan was still out of state, speechless towards the ceiling.

I always feel that something is not right, and it seems that there is no problem.

Frost Ji didn't announce today, and originally planned to go out with Lin Yuan for a date.

However, due to some emergencies, Han Shuangji was reluctant to go out for a walk, so he temporarily decided to change the itinerary and stay at home to watch TV and play games.

It's rare for Frost Ji to experience this kind of boring life of "wasting time", and once in a while, I feel quite comfortable.

"In another 40 years, when we retire." Han Shuangji stopped abruptly in the middle of her words, "Forget it, let's not talk about such distant things."

Lin Yuan took the words, "Why didn't you say it?"

"There are still 40 years." Han Shuangji leaned on him, and said lazily, "You should live to that time first."

"..." The topic was too realistic, and Lin Yuan couldn't refute it.

At the beginning of March, Han Shuangji showed his face at school.

He was busy filming new movies in the second semester, and his attendance rate must be much lower than the first semester, so he had to say hello to the teacher and the class committee.

"Ah Ji, happy birthday." Fang Qianqian had only met her big star classmate five or six days into school, and warmly sent belated birthday wishes.

"Thank you, monitor." Han Shuangji was able to calmly accept everyone's kindness.

"I've already applied to your counselor and class teacher for your filming. Because you want to shoot a script written by yourself, which is considered a professional-related practical project. There will be special preferential treatment, and maybe credits will be added." Fang Qianqian handed the textbook materials to Han Shuang Ji emphasized, "The usual attendance rate can be lenient, but the final exam must be passed."

"Well, I remember."

"Also, your grade point was the first in your major last year. Several of our class committees discussed with the teacher and decided to give you the national scholarship, and you will have to cooperate when the time comes." Fang Qianqian paused for a moment, then said, "I know, You probably don't care much about scholarships."

Frost Ji replied in seconds, "I care."

Fang Qianqian changed her words embarrassingly in the middle of her sentence, "...not much money."

Han Shuangji said calmly, "No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. I'll save it and invite everyone to watch a movie for the next team building."

"Okay, then hurry up and take pictures." Fang Qianqian said heartily, "Our classmates are looking forward to the next group building."

Under the leadership of the enthusiastic squad leader, Han Shuangji went through various procedures for the screenwriting professional practice project.

Leaving the school administration building, I ran into an old acquaintance unexpectedly.

Chen Youyue's life has been extremely difficult from the moment she entered school to the present.

During the study period, the school requires attendance, otherwise the daily score is too low and it is easy to fail.Chen Youyue was forced to turn down most of the announcements, and stayed at school to attend classes diligently.

Unlike high school, colleges test students' self-consciousness, and teachers don't ask questions one by one.Chen Youyue muddled around at the end of the term, and when she was preparing for the exam, she realized that she hadn't learned anything, and her theoretical grades were a mess.In order not to let failing a subject become black material for her, Chen Youyue sharpened her guns before the battle, and begged all the teachers for more normal marks, and finally passed safely.

Unexpectedly, the school started the winter vacation, and Chen Youyue's situation became even more difficult.

As an idol, he should have shined on the stage.At the end of previous years, Chen Youyue actively participated in various evening parties, striving for exposure as much as possible.

This year, due to his long-term stay in school, his business ability has dropped significantly, and he has no energy to prepare too many parties.Reluctantly participated in a few games, the performance was not satisfactory.

At the end of several evening parties, his topics and discussions combined are not as good as one in Frost Ji.

Chen Youyue was so angry that her teeth itch.

It's fine if he can't compare to him as an actor, but now that he's back in his old job, Han Shuangji still wants to grab his job.

Excessive.

Chen Youyue glared at Han Shuangji angrily, her venomous gaze almost became concrete, and she stabbed Han Shuangji fiercely.

Han Shuangji seemed to feel something in his gaze, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Student Chen Youyue."

Chen Youyue, who was burning with jealousy, was suddenly caught.Guilty looked away, pretending not to hear.

Han Shuangji continued to speak in a moderate voice, "Is there any schedule soon?"

Chen Youyue turned her head quickly, "Are you asking me?"

Han Shuangji chuckled, "Didn't you hear that?"

Chen Youyue panicked with embarrassment, and pretended to be calm, "I don't know the schedule. I have to ask my agent before I can answer you."

"Forget it." Han Shuangji said lightly, "My new movie has a character that suits you very well. Since you don't have time, I'll find someone else."

Frostbite's new movie?

In private, Chen Youyue paid close attention to Han Shuangji's activities, how could she not know about his upcoming filming of "Origin"?

Famous director, luxurious lineup.It has not yet been launched, but it has already earned enough gimmicks and won a wide audience inside and outside the industry.

After the official announcement, how many people fought for a role in "Origin".

Chen Youyue hurriedly said, "I have time!"

Han Shuangji curled up the corners of her lips, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Cough." Chen Youyue coughed twice, trying to save herself, "Because I have to go to school, so the schedule is relatively free."

Han Shuangji's smile deepened, and she borrowed a note from Fang Qianqian, wrote down the contact information of the crew leader, and handed it to Chen Youyue.

Chen Youyue got the note, and finally realized what was wrong.

"Why did you invite me to film? Are you so kind?" Chen Youyue looked at him vigilantly, as if Han Shuangji was going to do something to herself.

"You are an actor, is it strange that I invite you?" Han Shuangji responded calmly, "Or, did you do something that should not be invited by me?"

Chen Youyue shook her head quickly, trying to deny it.

Laughing to death, even if his IQ is not very high, he also understands that he cannot tell the truth.

"Don't think too much, I just think the role is suitable for you." Han Shuangji examined him from bottom to top, "As for you, what have you said, what have you done..."

"I never paid attention to it."

Chen Youyue gritted her teeth, and suddenly felt like a joke.

He regards Han Shuangji as his opponent, and in the eyes of the opponent, he is not even a speck of dust.

"Speaking of it." Han Shuangji said leisurely, "Thanks to you, my beautiful, strong and miserable character is more three-dimensional."

Chen Youyue lowered her head, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"But I won't thank you." Han Shuangji narrowed his eyes and threw out three words, "You are not worthy."

After finishing speaking, he casually told someone else, left Chen Youyue and walked away.

Fang Qianqian expressed her amazement, and silently decided to write down this conversation and use it as writing material in the future.

Frost Ji left the school straight away and came to the press conference where the opening ceremony was about to take place.

Like other crews, the opening ceremony was held directly on the set.

As the chief screenwriter, Han Shuangji saw the set up for the first time, and was stunned by the restoration ability of the staff.

When Frost Ji wrote the script, the scene imagined in his mind appeared almost perfectly in reality.

Except for another male lead in the script.

"Mr. Lin Yuan." Han Shuangji walked around Lin Yuan and said seriously, "As a desperate young man, you are too handsome. With your face, even if you want to be soft Rice is also very popular, right?"

"Freeze said."

"What's the matter?" Han Shuangji raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you willing to eat my soft rice?"