No one can escape the law of true fragrance [entertainment circle]

Worried about spoilers, the crew kept a low profile and even rushed through the opening ceremony. Song Yeyu had a brief talk with the director and decided to shoot according to the original plot. Adapted as an assistant, his daily workload is not much, and in his spare time, he will go to the hotel gym to exercise.

Song Yeyu made his debut as a refreshing idol before, and he is more taboo to become a muscular man. After all, he attracts fans not by his body but by his face.

Exercising now just wants to recover faster, and having a good body is more important than anything else, let alone sitting in front of the computer for a long time.

"Whoo~"

After getting off the treadmill, she sat on the ground with fine sweat on her forehead, and wiped it gently with a towel in her hand.

"Xiao Yu?" An extremely familiar voice came, Song Yeyu paused slightly, and turned to look at the person who came.

Old acquaintance, Yang Jie.

"Sister Yang." Song Yeyu stood up with her wrists on the ground, panting slightly.

Yang Jie is mainly in charge of their group's commercial performance activities, and her personal ability is not outstanding among managers, but most of the artists she handles are "packaged".

Yang Jie was fair to every member of the group, sharing resources equally. Song Yeyu was the first to become popular in her hands, but she did not expect to be involved in a car accident.

If Song Yeyu's guess is correct, Yang Jie will focus on training Bai Yize and Zhou Fengnian next.

"Are you free? I want to talk to you." Yang Jie crossed her arms, looked at Song Yeyu with her eyes, wondering at the same time, how could it be as serious as the rumors from the outside world? Doesn't this person look fine? !

"The doctor said that the vocal cords are permanently damaged, and the ligaments are strained and you can no longer dance." Seeing the look on Yang Jie's face, Song Yeyu said with the corners of his lips curled up.

"Oh, God is jealous of talents." Yang Jie shook her head helplessly, with a serious expression, "It's about Fengnian."

"I have nothing to do with him." Song Yeyu answered simply.

Yang Jie was a little surprised by his answer, and was taken aback, "Then you are this time?"

Song Yeyu shrugged helplessly, "Sister Yang, I don't have a brokerage company, I don't have any source of income, and I still have to live."

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Yang Jie was more or less relieved, as long as he didn't pester Zhou Fengnian.

"Sister Yang, where is Yize?" Song Yeyu's eyes darkened when he spoke. In his previous life, Bai Yize was not in the country after his accident, so who told his mother about his car accident? !

"He's a foreign brand catwalk show." Yang Jie returned without thinking. Since she had nothing to say, she simply said a few polite words, turned and left.

After watching Yang Jie leave, Song Yeyu wiped off the sweat with a towel, leaped lightly, held the horizontal bar tightly with both hands, and moved up with the strength of his arms.

"Xiao Ji, your body is perfect now, you don't need to practice."

Suddenly, Zheng Zhou's voice came from the entrance of the gym. Song Yeyu was startled. Jiang Ji is here?

However, they don't seem to know each other very well, so just pretend not to see it.

Jiang Ji was wearing a black sportswear, with headphones hanging around his neck, and his cold gaze swept to Song Yeyu who was doing pull-ups hard.

The black shattered hair on the forehead is wet with fine sweat, the side face is beautiful and flawless, and the slender figure reveals a small section of white belly from time to time with the movements...

"Xiao Ji, you"

"..." Jiang Ji felt that there was noise in his ears, and glanced impatiently at Zhengzhou, who shut up wisely and slipped out of the gym.

Song Yeyu just did a dozen pull-ups, but he felt unable to hold on. It seemed that his body really needed to be strengthened.

The intensity of the exercise on the first day should not be too high. Song Yeyu's legs were already feeling a little sore, so he took a short rest and was about to go back to the room.

The ligament between the legs suddenly hurt sharply, and the body almost uncontrollably threw forward.

It happened that Jiang Ji walked up to him and was about to get on the treadmill, but he didn't realize that Song Yeyu would fall.

When he reacted, the person had already fallen on him, and Song Yeyu's face was still attached to him...

Jiang Ji's face darkened instantly.

The clothes the two of them wore in Xia Tian were relatively thin, and Song Yeyu could even feel something clearly.

"Ahem..." The best way to relieve embarrassment is to cough.

Song Yeyu hurriedly got up, coughed until his face turned red, and then said: "I'm sorry, I just suffered from leg cramps."

"No, it's nothing." Jiang Ji almost squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

Song Yeyu's eyes flickered, never daring to look at Jiang Ji's gloomy face that could drip ink.

"really sorry."

"I said, no, nothing."

Uh... Seeing how he looks like he's fine.

Song Yeyu couldn't help but muttered something when he was a child, but since everyone said he was fine, he couldn't say anything else.

Song Yeyu was about to lift his foot again, but found that his leg suddenly hurt so badly that he suddenly supported the equipment beside him.

Jiang Ji looked at Song Yeyu's expression with gloomy eyes, thinking that he had been in a car accident some time ago, and was about to help him sit down when he raised his hand, but Song Yeyu avoided him sideways.

Looking at the empty palm, Jiang Ji's face smelled a little more.

Song Yeyu didn't notice Jiang Ji, he was just avoiding unconsciously, he was often beaten when he was down and down in his previous life, this was a subconscious reaction of his body, and he always had an inner resistance to the approach of strangers.

Song Yeyu waited for a long time, and when he was about to leave, Jiang Ji had already got on the treadmill.

The running speed was exactly double what he had just now.

It has to be said that the physical strength of the young man is really excellent.

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After Song Yeyu took a shower, she lay bored on the bed and looked at the ceiling, all she could think about was Bai Yize.

According to Bai Yize's current ability, he should not be able to arrange these things, so who is helping him?

"Buzzing—" The phone, which was turned to silent, vibrated suddenly. Song Yeyu shook off these complicated thoughts in his mind, and touched the screen lightly with his finger. It was Jiayi.

The school doesn't allow mobile phones, but every time I go to the school phone booth to make calls, I won't be able to get in. Song Yeyu secretly prepared a mobile phone for Jiayi.

Of course he didn't have the money to buy it, and used the fucking one.

"Hey?"

"Brother." Song Jiayi was worried that she would be discovered, so she deliberately lowered her voice when she spoke, "Are you busy?"

"No." Song Yeyu took down his phone and looked at the time, the corners of his lips curled slightly, "Did you just finish class?"

"Yeah, the teacher delayed for a long time during our self-study tonight."

"There is still morning reading tomorrow morning, and the teacher said that the exam is coming soon."

"Hey, one exam every five days, one exam every three days."

"..."

Listening to her sister's complaint, the smile on the corner of Song Yeyu's mouth gradually widened.

"Brother, are you listening?"

After a long time, Song Jiayi asked in a low voice, as if she didn't hear any sound.

"I'm listening." Song Yeyu lowered his head and played with the pen in his hand, feeling warm in his heart, "There are still two days off for the holiday, and my brother will pick you up then."

"Okay." Song Jiayi responded in a brisk voice, and said some interesting things about the dormitory before hanging up the phone.

Song Yeyu flipped through his phone boredly, saw the "Weibo" app hesitated, clicked on it, and the account on it was "Artist: Song Yeyu", and there were about 500 million fans before the car accident. Now it is 600 million.

He climbed up suddenly, and there was a display on the side of Xingfantuan, which caused a lot of influence among the fans.

"Crying (;︵;`) brother is online?"

"My brother has terminated the contract with the brokerage company, will the company take back the Weibo account?"

"Let's wait and see first"

"..."

There are thousands of private messages on Weibo, most of which are words of comfort and encouragement from fans.

Song Yeyu opened and replied one by one.

Due to too many private messages, Song Yeyu quit the private messages after replying about a dozen or so, edited personal information, and changed the name of Weibo to "Song Yeyu". Introduction: Writer Yu Ye, masterpiece "Time and You"

After doing this, click "+" to post the first Weibo after the car accident.

[Don't hang up, don't read, everything is fine]

The accompanying picture is a photo of him just taking a run in the gym.

"DiDi——"

Just posted well, fans are quick to comment.

"Brother, we are here."

"Brother, be good."

"Brother, come on"

"elder brother……"

Feeling drowsy, Song Yeyu quit Weibo, put on headphones, clicked on the cross talk collection downloaded during the day, and turned off the lights.

Song Yeyu didn't know about this operation of his own, and it successfully became popular again.

In the next room, Jiang Ji looked at Song Yeyu's name on Weibo's trending search, and couldn't help but click on it. The first content was his Weibo content and photos.

In the photo, the man with a headband on his head and the simplest sportswear was sitting on the ground, and said "yeah" to the mirror.

Hmph, it really is enough!

Jiang Ji hesitated, and clicked on the original picture. After the picture was enlarged, he could clearly see the beads of sweat hanging from Song Yeyu's delicate facial features.

The most indispensable thing in the entertainment industry is handsome men and beautiful women. No matter what temperament there are, Song Yeyu's facial features seem to be a little too delicate.

Other celebrities look better on camera than in reality, but Song Yeyu's bare face...

Jiang Ji had to admit that Song Yeyu was the best without makeup he had ever seen.

Like a ghost, long press the screen to save.

Jiang Ji originally wanted to pay attention to Song Yeyu, but as if he had thought of something, he switched to "Jiang Xiaoye" and added it.

By the way, comment on his latest Weibo.

"It's cool to pretend to have bad legs!"

Jiang Ji didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the comment he posted, and was quickly besieged by fans in the next second.

"Damn! You are sick! Did you sneak out of the mental hospital!"

"My brain must have been kicked by a donkey!"

"Sister, I advise you to delete the comment as soon as possible."

"Brother is the best in our hearts."

"..."

Jiang Ji gritted his teeth, these stupid fans looked just like their idols.

Reply "Wrong! Wrong! I mean, I hope he can recover well. Don't you guys see that he is trying to put us at ease and is trying to be brave?"