Lynch, who had no time limit to leave, was sunny all over, and he exuded a sense of calmness from the inside out. Tang Jingchuan thought that Ye Feihong was in trouble, but Qi Tian was so busy that Lynch was so happy.

The most difficult thing to prove your innocence is to prove your innocence. All scandals about private life are like this. You can't break yourself apart and break it and expose it to the public. If dirty water is poured on your head, it will never be cleaned.

No one cares about the truth. What caused the carnival was just a hot topic. Passersby would never care about what you clarified. They only knew that the "flawless" artist finally fell from the altar.

Perhaps people with too perfect character are actually looking forward to the black material in their hearts.

This is just a guide - a tweet. The fans and black players who end up can only be considered side dishes. The artist company on the same route that takes the opportunity to dig up black materials is the big one.

Ye Feihong's several business cooperations have been stopped.

Zhang Hu was so angry that he was so tired that he was almost vomiting bile. Ye Feihong watched silently, but he had a new understanding of Zhang Hu.

"I can't think of anyone else in this matter except Lynch," Zhang Hu hadn't had a good sleep for several days, his eyes were as red as a wolf, "It was both yin, damaged and poisonous. I checked it. That day was Lynch's birthday.

, Have you sent him a car?"

"No," Ye Feihong denied it directly, looking out the window, "He can't do such a thing either."

Zhang Hu sneered, "Ye Feihong, I know you are still thinking about Lynch. Qi Tian’s acquisition of Chuanliu is imperative. I advise you not to eat what is in the bowl and think about what is in the pot, nor is I Zhang Hu

I have never brought the superstar, and you don’t like me, so let’s break up as soon as possible.”

Ye Feihong's face was calm. Compared to Zhang Hu's jumping up and down, he had always been very calm, "I understand, Brother Zhang."

Zhanghu heard him say 'Brother', and his expression calmed down a little, "You can rest well these two days to avoid the limelight."

Ye Feihong looked out the window without blinking, not knowing what he was thinking, "Yes."

On the set, another scene of being beaten. "Flowers" was originally a pure love film with a relatively smaller and fresh style. In the constant exchange of opinions between Guo Pei'an and Di Lan, more and more realistic colors were injected into the heroine.

Ren Miao joked that the scene was getting dusty and turned from a youth romance film to an action film.

Di Lan suffered a little injury, but fortunately the shooting effect was good and the work could be completed successfully in one day. Di Lan said hello to everyone and returned to the hotel.

Walking out of the elevator, my eyes fell into the corridor and I saw a tall figure.

Di Lan curled her lips and smiled, and went to swipe the door card as if nothing had happened.

"It's you?" Ye Feihong said lightly.

Di Lan's hand fell on the door handle, turned her head and smiled brightly at Ye Feihong, "Sorry, I'm tired of filming for a day, I didn't see such a breath here."

Ye Feihong's face was cold, maintained his demeanor and posture, and raised his head and smiled slightly, "Don't Lynch know?" Turning his face, his eyes slightly contemptuous, "He is not that kind of person."

Di Lan smiled deeper, "You are right, he is not that kind of person," he lowered his voice and said softly: "I am."

Ye Feihong's cheeks shook and said in a angrily voice: "Di Lan, don't you think you are childish?"

Di Lan restrained her smile and said in a warm tone, "Others have set up for a long time, they will be really involved in the show, Ye Junzi."

The door was gently pushed open, and Di Lan took a step and left the last sentence beside the stiff Ye Feihong, "Everyone should take care of themselves and don't bother you again."

"Firefire" was successfully completed. Guo Pei'an took the route of fast shooting. He was busy editing films day and night, intending to submit it to the review and release it quickly. After the filming was completed, he had no money to promote it. He officially announced on Weibo.

I declared a loneliness and no one cared about it.

Chuanliu spent money to promote it, and finally there was some splash.

All the focus is - the male protagonist is so handsome.

Di Lan's handsomeness is a weapon of killing. In the stills, he is in the school uniform facing the wind, and his face releases his youth and seductiveness in the sun.

The hot search also rushed for a while and was quickly suppressed.

Beautiful and unparalleled can't help you wealth and a strong spirit.

What's worse is that the roads in the theaters are no longer open.

There were not many lines in low-cost movies, and they were all "garbage time". Even so, at least half of the screening was squeezed out.

Tang Jingchuan forced his family to contact her, and then invited several theater bosses to have a meal before chatting.

Private club, small bridge and flowing water, extremely hidden, Tang Jingchuan is the east and Lynch is the accompanying, and in a very elegant environment, several 40-50-year-old bosses said they were in poor health and pursued health, and they each drank tea.

Don't give Tang Jingchuan and Lynch a chance to toast.

Tang Jingchuan and Lynch accompanied a group of bigwigs to taste tea and eat vegetarian food, play the piano and read paintings, and were rejected by a slight effort.

Tang Jingchuan hooked Lynch's shoulder and bid farewell to the big guys in the parking lot, saying with a grim face: "Damn it, why aren't anyone addicted to alcohol, sex, money and wealth?"

"Even if they are interested in having fun, how can they be embarrassed in front of you, Mr. Tang?" Lynch glanced at him, "How can you explain to Mr. Tang when you go back?"

"Fuck, I'm blaming myself for staying for too long? I'll make another appointment and send someone who can play?" Tang Jingchuan said, touching his chin.

"Forget it," Lynch put his hand in his suit pocket. He has been busy and thin recently, and he is thinner, but he looks more neat and energetic. "I am very confident in "Firefire" and keep the money.

When the occupancy rate is released, the theaters will naturally add film schedules.”

Tang Jingchuan sighed, "I'm worried that I won't live until the reputation fermented at that time."

"First find a few big movie reviews to blow, write some soft articles, and create momentum." Lynch said slowly.

Tang Jingchuan said: "We can do the work of the marketing company ourselves?"

"I don't have money, so I can only do this," Lynch pulled his hand out of his pocket, took out his cell phone and looked at the time, "I'm back."

Tang Jingchuan felt that Lynch had a problem.

I have been very active when I came home recently. I was just like a married man. Because there were people waiting at home, I was particularly caring for my family.

Tang Jingchuan was so excited by his thoughts that he had goose bumps.

There is someone in Lynch's house.

Tang Jingchuan felt awkward, so he hooked Lynch's shoulder hard, "I'll starve to death with those old men, go and have another hangout."

Lynch was still hesitating. The man had been kidnapped by Tang Jingchuan and stuffed into Tang Jingchuan's Land Rover.

"Eat something casually." Lynch got into the car and compromised, sending messages with his cell phone in his hand.

Tang Jingchuan glanced at it and read out the words he saw - "I won't come back, you can have supper by yourself."

Lynch was not afraid of him watching it, and he calmly locked the screen after posting it.

Tang Jingchuan moved his face and started the car, muttering in his heart, and refused to say, "What to eat? Japanese food?"

"Whatever." Lynch's phone shook again, and he lowered his head and focused on returning the message.

Tang Jingchuan and Lynch have been classmates for several years. Never saw Lynch care so much about an artist, but he was so concerned about it that he had crossed the line.

Chen Wenhan also lived with Lynch back then. Lynch never asked for instructions like this early and evening. He had a roommate-like relationship and was very cold.

Tang Jingchuan poured Lynch a drink.

Lynch has always had a good alcohol tolerance, and few agents don’t know how to drink, but he couldn’t help but cry, and he got drunk before he knew it.

He had already issued a preview before he got drunk, "I'm going to be drunk."

Tang Jingchuan directly added a cup to him, "A drunkenness relieves all worries, brother, I've done it."

Lynch thought he was not worried at all, so he simply drank the glass of wine. After all, Tang Jingchuan knew nothing about the future development, and he looked quite worried, so it didn't matter if he was with him.

Lynch looks different from ordinary people when he is drunk. He doesn't have a face, but his eyes are extremely bright and straight. Others are actually very pretty. He is also a young actor who can be ranked first in the entertainment industry, but his temperament is very good. It's weird, it always makes people unconsciously ignore him.

"Qizai?" Tang Jingchuan intentionally got him drunk, and he didn't drink much secretly. Now his mind is almost completely awake.

Lynch nodded bluntly, with a cold expression and a decent look on his face.

Tang Jingchuan slapped his thigh and was just drunk!

From He Shenqi, Tang Jingchuan was really in trouble. He scratched his ears and heads and thought carefully, "Qizai, are you... in love?"

Lynch's face was quiet and he didn't say anything. He pursed his lips and chuckled slightly.

When Tang Jingchuan saw his smile, he felt sobbed in his heart.

The melodious ringtone rang, and Tang Jingchuan was so upset that he had no time to stop him. Lynch had already opened the phone, "Hey?"

"Lynch?" Di Lan felt something was wrong when she heard Lynch's voice. Lynch's voice sounded particularly soft, "Have you finished your meal? When will you come back?"

Tang Jingchuan listened without saying a word, and his heart skipped a beat again. This tone was exactly the same as his sister-in-law's tone when she asked his brother to go home.

"It's soon, right away." Lynch said briefly.

"You..." Di Lan glanced at the clock and simply said, "Where are you, I'll pick you up."

"In..." Lynch glanced at Tang Jingchuan. He was drunk and couldn't tell where he was. He looked at Tang Jingchuan with a little help.

Tang Jingchuan had a calm face and slowly said the name of the hotel.

Di Lan said, "Okay, Mr. Tang, I'll arrive soon."

Tang Jingchuan remembered the situation where Di Lan and Lynch met and lie down together.

There are actually many artists and agents in love.

Over time, it will last forever. As long as it is not too ugly, it will more or less affection.

It is a taboo to mix feelings at work, because many people go their separate ways for men and women.

There are also people who are more clear-headed. They just think that the fools are not in love, and they will eventually make trouble.

There are very few people who truly achieve the right result.

Not to mention that Di Lan and Lynch are both men.

It's simply a shocking scandal.

Tang Jingchuan didn't want to ask any questions. He was afraid that he would ask for something that would cause him to get a heart attack, so he simply drank glass by himself.

When Di Lan came, she pushed open the paper door of the box and saw Tang Jingchuan drinking at Lynch, her eyes staring at Lynch with a fierce look, as if she was drinking.

"Mr. Tang." Di Lan said politely.

Tang Jingchuan twisted a red face, looked at Di Lan up and down, hummed twice in his nose, and squeezed out four words in a loud voice, "Turn the wolf into the house!"

Lynch woke up by his blow, held his face and turned his head, and saw the tall and handsome Di Lan, with a smile on his face, "Are you here?"

Di Lan lowered her eyes and met Lynch's smiling eyes. Her heart felt like she had soaked in wine. Her magnetic voice was extremely gentle, "I'll pick you up."
Chapter completed!