My senior and I are just good friends, and I don't know if he has other means to protect his rights and interests.I'm just telling what I know, and I don't want to see such unbridled again.I am responsible for my every word, and I hope you are too.Comment: SYA gave you money?
Re: No.Damn, the first one to stand in line on the opposite side, take the initiative to jump into the mud puddle?
Brother, for the first time, I think you are a man Reply: Tell the truth.You know what you swear?
Re: I know hands up!
I have a question!
When did you start hugging SYA's thighs?
Is it comfortable to hold?
Now the price is to post on Weibo, regret it or not [laugh] [laugh] reply: No, I posted it myself.What is the name of the cat, what breed, male and female, what cat food to eat, how many teeth it has, how many hairs it has, reply: It's not cute, it should be a native cat, with a black back and white paws.I don't know about the cat food, the bag seems to be golden, and the last two don't know.Sister Chen, please don't go back to those orphans who don't have [horses], okay, I'm going to cry and reply: Don't cry, it's okay, it's not a big deal.What are some people so angry about?
Is Mingchen abusing cats?
Mingchen hit someone?
Sya isn't enough for you to play, is it?
I just want to ask Yangfan Investment what's going on, what do you know?
Say it and everyone listen to it Reply: It has to be agreed by the crew and seniors, and I'll ask tomorrow.Hee-hee, have you slept with Sya too [cute] Re: Don't be used as a gun if you don't have a baby, he hasn't spoken yet, why do you want you to say it, Re: Absolutely not, I understand him.He probably had his plan, I was just too angry.It's the first time I've seen Sister Chen type so many words, and it's actually for this matter, and my heart is cold Reply: Sorry hehe, have you slept with Sya too [cute] Reply: No Si Yanan kept swiping down, and it was a node where Mingchen stopped.I guess I put away my phone.Until then, he replied seriously, one by one, to these hilarious or insulting comments.Except for swear words, almost every one.Mingchen is a person who doesn't like to explain.Although he is a cute person in the group, Weibo is actually very plain, far less than Lu Mang's words.Except for the company's requirements, he rarely takes selfies for business.Looking at what some fans said in his comments, it seems that he doesn't parachute into the fan base, doesn't send goodnight services, and only occasionally turns some fandom.Si Yanan remembered that he was in the temple, and he was written and arranged by an artist of the same type who forgot what his name was, and he was in a bad mood, so he still didn't say a word.obviously choked enough, but only complained to him a few words during the meal.Such a Ming Chen actually wrote such a long explanation, and commented back one by one.Until now, it's three o'clock in the night, and the number of comments is still soaring.There are many fans of him who beg him not to be like this, and many people who find it interesting and deliberately say some strange questions for him to answer.The ticking of the clock is the sound of the passage of time.The battery level of the mobile phone alarmed, Si Yanan came back to his senses, and slowly, slowly buried his face in his palm.When Ming Chen cried just now, he just had a thought.There's nothing to hesitate about now.After a while, Si Yanan raised his head, clicked the screen a few times, and cut into the account management of Mingchen's Weibo.Change the password first, and then find the phone number of Mingchen's agent in the address book.He put his phone back on the sofa, Ming Chen had it at hand, and then changed his mobile phone and saved the number.Ming Chen slept soundly, he walked back and forth for a long time, making all kinds of sounds, and he didn't move his fingers.But Si Yanan didn't dare to carry the person back to the room, mainly because he was worried that he would wake up, so he could only do so.After simply packing a small boarding suitcase, Si Yanan left the villa and went out.He changed into a jacket, which was very thick and warm, and even if he was blown by the cold wind, he only felt sober.Take a taxi, buy a ticket, and come to the airport.There was no one on the road late at night, and he had a smooth journey.Sitting in the VIP room, drinking red date tea, he held his mobile phone and brewed for a while.When I inadvertently raised my head, I saw a morning sun.The airport is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass on the apron side, and the ceiling is also extremely high, with a wide view.The horizon was dyed a light color, turning from blue to purple, fainting little by little, and the stars were hidden.Si Yanan has always liked vast things.Probably due to the influence of his father, a long-disappeared astronomy professor, he likes the starry sky, the morning glow, the desert and the scorching sun, the boundless Gobi at a glance, and the Black Sea when diving, he likes them all.There is also Ming Chen's stage yesterday, he stood on it, as small as a star, but the singing filled the space of the entire stadium together, and he liked it very, very much.Mingchen is very good, but he is not worthy.Si Yanan stared at the rising sun for a while, until the golden orange covered his field of vision, and it was a little dazzling, and then he typed words on his mobile phone line by line.Open Weibo and send.Sir, there are still twenty minutes to board, do you need to have some more drinks?
Si Yanan pushed the cup forward and motioned for her to pour water.asked her for a needle again, took out the SIM card of the phone, and threw it into the corner trash can.Ming Chen jumped up and down, looking frantically for three days, and finally had to admit that Si Yanan really ran away.With tears in his eyes, he went to Si Yan'an Company to block the rice balls, and the rice balls were so frightened that they were so frightened that they shrank in the office and didn't dare to come out.I really can't get in touch with him!
Tang Yuan shouted in the door: Go around me, king!
I want to kill as much as you do!
Please let our security guard go, it's not easy for an uncle to work at an old age!
Ming Chen sniffed: Why!
Gotta give me a reason!
And what's going on with your, why can't it be solved!?
Tang Yuan screamed bitterly: How do I know, Si Yanan is the ancestor, I really don't know anything this time Ming Chen was very unwilling to let go of the security guards who had been kidnapped, and left in despair, and wandered around Yangxinzhai in a daze, and got into a bar.For the first time in my life, I wanted to drink something to numb myself.He wore black-rimmed glasses, his hair was deliberately scratched to cover his eyes, he asked for a glass of whiskey with ice, and rushed to get himself drunk.As a result, the more I drank, the more sober I became, so I had to lie on the table, and I couldn't help biting my lower lip and crying for a while.It's really uncomfortable.How can it be so uncomfortable?
He accidentally fell asleep that day, and when he woke up, the room was empty, and he was lying on the sofa, and Si Yanan, who was covered, often wore that windbreaker.There was a carrot sticky note on the table, which used to say where the breakfast was, but this time it was written for him to go.Well, that's not what I said, but if you don't think it's appropriate, someone will hurt you more, don't waste your time on me, what's the difference between rolling words!?
It's really not as good as a cat, and the cat is dead and in no mood to play, so he has to get out, right?
He is more important than a cat?
When the fart is released?
Mingchen cried for a while, and gradually felt tired.My head was empty, I was at a loss, I didn't know where to go or what to do.He actually knows a little more than others, because the system says that your male god is too far away for me to locate.In other words, the male god has gone abroad, and it is still far away.Mingchen thought about whether to fly to various countries and let the system help find people, but after thinking about it, forget it.What if you find it?
The male god doesn't want him anymore.His Weibo was seen, and Si Yanan reposted him, saying that I will deal with it after you don't say it.Then he sent a message by himself, which was quite brief, saying that let Yangfan Investment and Hou Wenchang receive the court summons, and the lawsuit will definitely be fought to the end.I don't know if this threat is useful, but the posts that add fuel to the fire stopped growing overnight, and the online turmoil gradually subsided.The Weibo he posted didn't affect anything, the endorsements, youth ambassadors, and all the work that has been received and not yet received are all good.Except for Si Yanan, everything else is fine.Obviously shouldn't be, it's a male god, the phone rang, Ming Chen's hand shook, and he looked at the screen quickly.He realized that he might have been a little drunk, the numbers on the screen were blurry, and he wasn't quite focused and couldn't see clearly.But it's not a male god anyway.Disappointed, he picked it up anyway and fed it vaguely.He answered in a daze, not quite knowing what he was talking about, and the band was loud enough that he felt like he was shouting into his phone.When he had poured two more glasses of wine, a man suddenly sat down in front of him.Mingchen?
The man asked.Mingchen subconsciously: I recognized the wrong person.Opposite: The man wears a dark gray suit, meticulously groomed hair, and glasses.He stared at Ming Chen for a while, slowly took out his mobile phone, and made another call.A cheerful and bright melody resounded on the table.Ming Chen.The man nodded and hung up the phone: I am a friend of Si Yanan, my name is Fu Yongchuan, and I am looking for you for something.Are you still awake?
Ming Chen's eyes widened, his waist straightened, his face was flushed, and he still nodded hard: I, I, I, I.Fu Yongchuan's face was expressionless: Well, that's the case, Si Yanan tore up a movie for you, the information is here, you take it back and show it to the agent.As he spoke, a folder was pushed in front of Ming Chen.Ming Chen was stunned, feeling that the wine had all faded.Your agent may have heard that it is a documentary film about the singer Wenlai.Fu Yongchuan sighed: I think this is good, better than Xu Huangshan's action movie, but Si Yan'an was stunned, he had to fight for that, and he was sick when he tore up with Yangfan.Fu Yongchuan said, his face was happy: Doesn't the result still have to be honest with Wenlai?
Tsk tsk.Chapter 64 Wenlai's movie, the name has been changed several times, and it was officially decided only a few days ago, called "Stardust Singer".Fu Yongchuan briefly talked about the situation of the movie, which company is planning to shoot it, where the copyright of the script is, and what are the main investors.Originally, the copyright owner planned to reduce costs and find amateurs to shoot it, but Si Yanan threw Fu Yongchuan to a company full of money and asked him to tie up Mingchen to play and bring money into the group.How can the filming party be unwilling, and they don't have to spend their own money, and they have rubbed the popularity of popular idols, and they have to wake up with laughter when they dream.At this time, if you talk about a prototype character and find a celebrity to shoot, maybe there will be controversy, oh, it's too fake, the organizers can't wait to dispute today, tomorrow's controversy, and controversy every day.What does that have to do with sailing?
And what about Director Xu?
Ming Chen asked blankly.You don't know?
Fu Yongchuan was surprised: I didn't tell you this?
Fu Yongchuan is different from Tangyuan, it seems that Si Yanan is still quite happy to be deflated, and he doesn't care if he can say it or not, he poured out everything he knew.I don't know what he thinks, you look like a little sweet, and you think you're suitable for action movies??
Xu Huangshan and Yangfan's old partner, if you want to go, he will definitely not be able to interfere.In addition, he has never been accustomed to Yangfan, so he was busy sniping at their company some time ago, plotting against their shareholders, and wanted to swallow Yangfan.Fu Yongchuan gloated: How can it be so easy, you see that this is not overturning!
Ming Chen was about to cry again, glaring at him hard.Cough.Fu Yongchuan put away his smile: Hou Wenchang is a scoundrel, there is no bottom line, Si Yanan has lost nine times out of ten fights with him.The main people are open-minded, you can't disagree with this, I guess he wants to drag it out, to see who consumes whom, and it's not cheap to buy the draft over there.But now it seems that it has given up again.Fu Yongchuan put on a deputy official expression again: I don't know what he means by tossing it, anyway, I owe him a personal favor, and I took over this stall to pass on to you.He took out the money to set sail and invested it in "Stardust Singer", after all, you have a drama left and right, don't think too much.How could Ming Chen not think too much, he was stunned.He stared blankly at the table, and after a moment, his head went straight down.Ay!
Fu Yongchuan was taken aback: Can you do it?
Do you want me to have someone take you back?
Drinking like this, do you want to be on the hot search again?
I really don't understand you, Si Yanan is not good at brain, so you can't make it easy for you, perfect match Ah Mingchen put his forehead against the table, it was cool.Why did he leave?
Ming Chen didn't understand, he couldn't control his tears at all: he gave me all the resources, why did he leave?
Do you regret it?
Think I'm in trouble?
Fu Yongchuan didn't speak for a long time, staring at him for a while, his eyes were complicated.The air in the bar is filled with sweet aromas, which mix with the smell of alcohol and the cacophony of alcohol to create a dizzying swirl of chaos.As I know, if he really felt troublesome, he wouldn't have taken care of these things for himself in the first place.Fu Yongchuan said lightly: I don't know about the rest, he has always been weird.After speaking, Fu Yongchuan left the folder and left quickly.Ming Chen sat down, refilled two more glasses of wine, and only stopped when he was a little sick to his stomach.He took out his mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, and prompted him to log in.The tuba can't go up, so change to the trumpet.The private messages and messages of the trumpet have exploded, and Ming Chen has taken a general look, mainly divided into two types.Some blamed him for why he didn't come out to care about Si Yanan when he was so important, and some were worried about whether something happened to him and why there was no news.Ming Chen picked a few and replied, wanting to send a Weibo to say something, but in the face of the blank input box, he was very confused.There was another message in the private message, and Ming Chen subconsciously clicked on it, it was a girl he had just replied to, and he was a friend of thumbs up, and he was also an old ampoule.
[Goddess AhhhhYou've finally shown up!!
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It's okay, I'm worried about you!!
][You don't have to read my previous message!]
It's all right now!
Ming Chen came out to help the male god speak!
The male god also posted on Weibo later!!
WooooooooHappy to die!!
][We were all panicked before, mainly because no one spoke, although I thought the house wouldn't collapse and the news was so fake, but I was very panicked, fortunately, Mingchen came out, he was too good, I was super grateful to him, we all went to his Weibo to leave a message!
]Goddess, you can also go and see it, others are super good!
]Ming Chen looked at her hair one by one, a little wanted to laugh, but also felt sad.What's the use, you can't turn things around on your own.The girl obviously hadn't finished speaking, and soon jumped out of another one.
[Although there are still a lot of blacks scolding the male god, as long as there is one person standing on his side, the feeling is different!]
]Ming Chen was stunned.After a while, he slowly replied, "Hmm."
Mingchen will always be on his side.Then he quit Weibo.It's going to be all the time.Nothing to cry about.If it weren't for the Martial God system, he would still be secretly rubbing Si Yanan's news on the Internet to this day, going to line up outside his premiere movie theater, and secretly rubbing as a little fan.Instead of being able to stand up and say I know, I'm his friend, speaking for him.It's like a dream.Tomorrow he will be fine.It's just that now, right now, he still wants to drink a little more.