Crossover Actors - Chapter 53

[Chapter 53]

Returning the phone to Yu Nan, Qu Yanting poured a cup of barley tea and poured it.

The meal was served quickly, and the small side dishes of beef and five flowers were placed from the top of the table to the end of the table, but everyone didn’t care to eat them, and all held their mobile phones to pay attention to this sudden gossip.

While swiping Weibo and discussing, the core question is still “who drew the design drawings”. There was a lot of talk in the private room, and Qu Yanting’s brows revealed a touch of annoyance.

“Hey, what do the comments say?” Peng Yueran spread onions on the grill.

Dong He said: “Whose comment are you asking? Jin Yanyu or Lu Wen?”

“Is there a difference?” Qiao’s red nails poked on the screen, “Anyway, there are Jin Yanyu fans on both sides, tsk tsk, little girls mouths It’s amazing.”

“Do you think it was painted by Jin Yanyu?”

“Almost so, after all, it says FOR YAN. Fans say this is a gift from Jin Yanyu to himself, and painting the little swallow means flying high, yes Jin Yan best wishes for the new year.”

“It seems to make sense…”

“Well, the key is that Lu Wen doesn’t seem to be related to this YAN.”

Qu Yanting remained silent, and silently registered a Weibo account , Unfamiliar places entered the hot search list, Lu Wen and Jin Yanyu occupied the top two, and the number of readings remained high.

Major entertainment media and marketing accounts have also released. Jin Yan has firmly grasped the right to speak to fans, and has already labeled Lu Wen as a liar who steals results.

But Qu Yanting knew the meaning of the design drawings, and only he knew.

Suddenly, Yu Nan held up his mobile phone and whispered, “Fuck me?”

Qu Yanting asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Boss, go to the official WeChat account of the show team!” Yu Nan read aloud, “The first trailer just released, The title is ‘Gray Brothers Meet Zhuangshan’, and the cover of the video is the same frame as Lu Wen and Jin Yanyu…”

Yao Baiqing said: “Yes, it adds fuel to the fire.”

“The show team is a genius.” Qiaobian was speechless, “In addition to the emergencies tonight, there is no need to worry about clicks and topics.”

Yu Nan said: “Jin Yanyu’s The fans have arrived on the battlefield and quickly occupied the high ground.”

The beef on the grill was sizzling with oil, and Qu Yanting had no appetite. He clicked on the comments and swept the messy and ugly words, and felt even more nauseated.

Qiao Bian asked worriedly: “Qu Bian, will this matter come out, will the online drama be affected?”

Everyone looked over with concern, Qu Yanting exited Weibo, raised his finger and stroked the bridge of his nose, and said, “Wrong things will inevitably happen. It brought bad consequences, but I believe Lu Wen did not make a mistake.”

“You eat first.” He stood up calmly, “I’ll go out.”

After closing the door of the private room, Qu Yanting turned into the safe passage along the corridor. He had confidence in Lu Wen, but Don’t worry, I dialed the other party’s number immediately.

The mechanical female voice said, “The user is busy.” Qu Yanting called three or four times, but the line was always busy.

Lu Wen’s cell phone has been blown up.

Cao Lanxu read the design drawing and put it in the desk drawer of the classroom. Jin Yanyu threw it away after taking the photo. Lu Wen rushed downstairs and found a crumpled mass in the trash.

He was almost mad, and he couldn’t find anyone to confront him. Only the reposted Weibo quickly fermented and pushed him to the forefront.

The only light bulb in the yard came on, Lu Wen sat on the bench with his head down, his fingers dipped in his short hair and covered the sullen back of his head. There was a shadow of his decadence on the ground.

Sun Xiaojian was also in a hurry. He called one by one, hung up the line, walked over, and crouched in front of Lu Wen: “I asked the film crew, but they couldn’t contact Jin Yanyu, and they were not in the hotel.”

Lu Wen remembered : “He went to the city to have dinner with the management.”

“No wonder, it is uncertain whether he can come back tonight.” Sun Xiaojian said, “But his team must know the situation online.”

Lu Wen was so angry that he couldn’t calm down, and said, “Find me a car, I’m going to find that grandson!”

Sun Xiaojian reassured him: “Then the grandson will come back, and the painting, he didn’t take it?”

“He threw it away for me. Lu Wen was furious, “Damn, I must beat him!”

Sun Xiaojian pushed his glasses and said, “He doesn’t even bother to copy pictures, so he just grabs your pictures, takes pictures and posts on Weibo, then why? Why don’t he hide it?”

Lu Wen shouted, “He still wants to hide it? He just put it up and hang it by the head of his bed!”

Sun Xiaojian couldn’t figure it out, afraid that Lu Wen would blow his lung tube, so he didn’t dare to continue. This thing is a bit tricky, and looking at the big and small star disputes in the entertainment industry, this type seems to be the first case.

Lu Wen was eager to prove himself, and asked, “I picked up the painting, can I take it and post it on Weibo to prove it?

” After he was innocent, he gave himself a dung pot for stealing.”

Lu Wen faintly collapsed: “Is there any reason?”

Sun Xiaojian said, “At present, there is none, only the spittle stars that Jin Yan has given to millions of fans.”

The curtain in the main room When he opened it, Cao Lanxu raised his eyebrows coldly, but he held a bowl of hot noodles in his hand. After listening to it in the room, he came over and said, “Da Hui, eat first.”

“I don’t have an appetite.” Lu Wen grabbed a handful of hair, “I’m full of anger.”

Cao Lanxu ordered, “Go on.”

Sun Xiaojian caught it with both hands: “I’m here, I’m sorry, Master Cao.”

Cao Lanxu didn’t say anything. Lu Wen rubbed his head and went upstairs. Sun Xiaojian held the bowl and comforted: “I told the company about the situation, we will communicate with the program team, and don’t speak out rashly.”

Lu Wen suddenly raised his head: “Yes, the camera is all filmed! The truth is broadcast as soon as it is broadcast. Big White!”

Sun Xiaojian said: “Jin Yanyu’s team will definitely negotiate.”

From the recording to the broadcast of a program, there are too many things that can be manipulated. Sun Xiaojian wanted to go back to the hotel to find the film crew, and he had to deal with a rush of media calls. He was about to leave and asked Lu Wen if he wanted to be with him.

Lu Wen stretched his long legs irritably, glanced at the bowl of cold noodles, and his mood also sank. The recording is not over yet, he should not leave his job without permission, saying: “No, I’m here with Master Cao.”

“Then call me at any time.” Sun Xiaojian left.

The door opened and closed, and the creaking sound was like a rusty iron knife slicing on the heart. Lu Wen leaned back against the wooden pillar. Once he became famous in this way, he was angry and wronged, and it became helpless to mix them together.

With the release of the first trailer, the discussion escalated again, attracting huge attention in a short period of time. The phone rang, as if it was faster than usual, and Lu Wen dawdled and didn’t want to hear it.

After hanging up, the second person came in, Lu Wen exhaled, and slipped it to his ear.

“Wen’er?” It was Lian Yiming, “What’s going on online?”

Lu Wen said, “I can’t tell.”

Lian Yiming said, “Then use scolding.”

Lu Wen replied, “The idiot surnamed Jin Fix me!”

Another call came in, it was Su Wang, who was so angry that he wanted to burn out of his phone, and asked, “Lu Wen, where are you?”

“Lanshui Ancient Town.”

“Still staying in that broken place. What are you doing? What do the show crew eat? Throwing a pen for liquidated damages is not a fucking film!”

“Why do you want me to pay for it!”

“Then I’ll pay for you, so you won’t be offended!”

Gu Zhuoyan also called, more than before. The two became clearer and said, “Don’t worry, look for the available evidence, and tell the brothers if you have anything to help.”

Lu Wen felt a little better: “Well.”

“But you are, too. If you write FOR YAN, people will take advantage of the loophole.”

“Can you blame me for this? Just write it!”

Gu Zhuoyan asked, “Is it for me?”

Lu Wen’s mouth twitched: ” I miss you too much!”

After Faxiao finished playing, other friends also sent messages one after another, but Lu Wen couldn’t come back, so he chose what was important and clicked on Ruan Feng’s unread. The other party’s question was very straightforward: did you draw it?

Lu Wen answered concisely: I drew it.

As soon as he pressed send, Lao Zheng called, Lu Wen connected, and called out “Uncle Zheng” shyly.

“Xiao Wen, why didn’t you tell your family about the accident?”

Lu Wen was speechless: “Uh… I didn’t organize the language well.”

Lao Zheng didn’t talk nonsense and said, “Send me the address, and I’ll send a lawyer there, from now on you don’t care about it. They, let the lawyers handle everything completely.”

Lao Zheng’s meaning represented Lu Zhanqing’s meaning, Lu Wen was quite surprised, Lu Zhanqing obviously did not support… He thought for a moment, whether he was brave, or did not want Lu Zhanqing to worry, he said: “No It’s so serious, I can handle it.”

After hanging up, the page was Ruan Feng’s reply half a minute ago: Then I’ll support you.

Lu Wen seemed to understand, but he cut to Weibo, but didn’t click on the overwhelming comments. When the home page was refreshed, Ruan Feng turned to his “I’m sorry, it looks like I drew this”.

The retweet read – “Brother Lu Wen’s painting of little Yanzi is really good.”

Lu Wen was stunned, Ruan Feng saw it, and made it public with hints, this Yan is not a rock. He felt a trace of shame in his mixed emotions, the screen would go dark, he would light up, staring at the line so repeatedly.

cellphone is out of power.

Suddenly, the caller ID “Mr. Qu”.

Lu Wen regained his senses, lost his mind, and was wrapped in guilt. He promised Qu Yanting not to cause trouble, but no matter right or wrong, it caused a difficult situation to end.

What will Qu Yanting say when he calls? Blame him, reprimand him, and be disappointed in him?

The bell rang tirelessly, echoing in the yard, Lu Wen dragged and dragged, and finally lost his desire to hear Qu Yanting’s voice, and pressed the call button: “Hello? Teacher Qu.” Qu

Yanting’s tone was slow and gentle, and asked: ” Why can’t I get through?”

Lu Wen replied, “A lot of people called me.”

Qu Yanting didn’t ask the slightest bit about the incident, only said, “I also read Weibo, how are you now?”

Lu Wen paused embarrassedly, Qu Yanting said See his painted ring? He slid his Adam’s apple to make his voice sound relaxed enough: “I’m fine, it’s fine here.”

“Well, that’s fine.”

Lu Wen clenched his fist and tapped his temple, silent for a while in the slight dull pain. Sorry, “Mr. Qu, I’m sorry.”

“Why?” “I ‘m

not obedient.”

Before the end, Lu Wen took advantage of the frosty moonlight in the night sky, and said quickly and timidly: “…I miss you.”

Just a piece of fine snow fell into his ears, the safety passage was dark, and the screen radiated light, illuminating Qu Yanting’s red ears.

Lu Wen went upstairs to sleep and lay in the cold bed, with one arm on his forehead and one palm on his chest, trying to stabilize his heart and brain.

He couldn’t fall asleep for a long time, and his scalp felt tight, just like Sun Wukong was chanted a spell.

In the middle of the night, the phone was fully charged by the pillow, Lu Wen turned over and woke up, logged into Weibo with hesitation and anxiety, tens of thousands of comments, retweets, private messages, and dazzling red prompts.

Lu Wen opened it, stiff in the quilt.

The unbearable accusations and abuses can’t even be turned over. The light ones are shameless and shameless, and the heavy ones are dirty and cursed. His behavior is defined as lying and framing, as well as the one that fans often say, what binding, blood-sucking, all kinds of bad words.

Under the trailer released by the official Weibo of “Utopia”, “Zhuangshan” became Lu Wen’s unilateral malicious hype. Some netizens commented that he was more handsome than Jin Yanyu, and Jin Yanyu’s fans scolded him seven or eight thousand times.

As for private messages, most of them are shockingly dirty, like sharp and poisoned knives.

Lu Wen tucked the phone under the pillow and covered his head with the quilt. He thought absurdly, could he forget those words when he fainted? Until his breath was suffocating, he kicked off the quilt and gasped.

At 3:30 in the morning, Lu Wen went downstairs wrapped in a down jacket. He didn’t know what he wanted to do, but he didn’t want to sleep anyway. Walking around the courtyard, he opened a gate and sat down on the threshold.

There were no street lights on the street, and Lu Wen stared at the dark void, recalling the old alley in Chongqing, broken flower pots, stumbling tiles, and a man’s waist in his arms.

He didn’t take his cell phone, and let the seconds pass without knowing it, the bright stars gradually dimmed, blurred into the sky, the night faded, and every inch of the sky turned white.

Lu Wen took out the folded paper from his pocket, which was full of wrinkles, and unfolded it gently, admiring his design drawing that caused the storm.

At the far end of the long street, there was the sound of an engine.

Getting louder and closer, Lu Wen raised his eyes and saw a Bentley off-road galloping in the crimson glow of the eastern sunrise, galloping to the front of the gate and under the steps, and stopped like sharp claws.

Highways, hurricanes, night trains all night.

Qu Yanting came in a hurry, got out of the car and stepped on the ground, his feet were slightly numb due to insufficient blood circulation, stepping up the steps in the morning light, he saw Lu Wen sitting on the threshold at a glance.

So dumb, the paper between my fingers was blown off.

Qu Yanting bent down to pick it up, pinched it in his hand and looked at it.

Lu Wen couldn’t believe it: “I’m not dreaming…”

Qu Yanting walked over, stretched out his hand, opened his fingers a little, and said, “Do you know the size of my fingers, so you can design a ring?”

Lu Wen immediately held it and stood up. When he got up, nothing was resolved, but when he grabbed this hand, he had the illusion of the rest of his life.

He asked hopefully: “Mr. Qu, why are you here?”

Qu Yanting satisfied him: “Probably, I miss you a little too.”

[End of This Chapter]