After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

Gu Yin helped to carry a pile of messy documents into the car in a daze, He Yu put down a pile of documents and said goodbye to He Yifang, and naturally sat in the back seat which was half full of documents.

There is not much difference between working at home and working in a company, and it is very convenient to call the person you want to contact.The main reason is that He Yu felt that the office was too big, and he was not used to sitting in it like a needle. Although the ridiculously large villa was also awkward, at least he didn't have to worry about the door being knocked at any time.

Gu Yin was the last one to get into the car, waited for the engine to cool down and confirmed that there was no one within a few meters around, then quietly turned her head to look at President He who was paralyzed and motionless: "Brother Yu, what is your relationship with Yan Zen?"

He Yu's eyelashes moved, as if he had just remembered those hotly searched reservations, and slowly opened his eyes.

Gu Yinsheng was afraid of offending and added in a panic: "I, I, I am not saying that you are in that kind of relationship... just... curious, curious brother Yu understand?"

The little girl is not very old, and she has been addicted to various cp a few years ago. Now she has a small account with tens of thousands of followers on Weibo, and she is a painter and writer out of interest.

Therefore, it is extremely exciting to witness the birth of the new cp.

He Yu opened Weibo lazily, and replied casually: "He's a funny guy, so he's a friend...a good friend? The kind who doesn't want to pretend all the time..."

After he said it, it turned into a babble, he knew what Gu Yin was thinking, if he stopped it this time, the child would never say a word in the future, but seeing the people on the Internet barking groundhogs there, He seems... quite happy?

Just over an hour after the trending search, the trending searches on related topics have skyrocketed, and fast bloggers have already started to produce food.

[Good guy, at first I thought it was He Yu rubbing my heat, but after thinking about it carefully, I thought it was me hugging He Yu's thigh, and finally I felt it was true]

[Pfft hahahahahahaha upstairs Jimei we have an idea! 】

[Why didn't I, Yu, reply to Yan Zeng's message this time? ? ?Little black man squatting in the corner.jpg]

It was only then that He Yu remembered that Yan Zen had already said that he was in the picture, so he hesitated for a long time looking at the hot comments on Yan Zen under that article.

Then opened WeChat.

He Yu: What do you think I should answer?

Yan Zen: I didn't expect it to be like this...

He Yu: So how should I reply.

Yan Zen: Why don't you come back for now?

He Yu: Will it appear that you are in unrequited love?

Yan Zen watched Jiang Qiqiu's call invitation suddenly appear on the screen, and chose the latter between connecting and continuing to chat with He Yu.

However, He Yu gave him a difficult question...

Yan Zen: ...?

Yan Zen: Do I look like such a coquettish person?

He Yu: Aren't you?

Yan Zen threw away her phone and shrank into the sofa, the more she thought about it, the more something went wrong, so she called Jiang Qiqiu to straighten her mind.

The other party picked it up quickly, and yelled at him: "Brother, do you have a brain problem?! Don't explain to me! Send me the Weibo account password! Confiscated!"

Yan Zen was silent for a long time, and asked, "Brother Qiu, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Qiqiu: "Delete it."

Then Yan Zen hung up the phone without saying a word.

Jiang Qiqiu: "..." I don't have an artist like you under my command.

Yan Zen added a few fan groups with thousands of fans, and managed them together.Things were so big today, he felt that there would be many things going on in the group, so he silently clicked in.

Just a few seconds after I clicked in and the loading was completed, hundreds of messages were stuck on the screen.

[Only a fan turns into a CP fan in an instant]

[One thing to say, I think it's pure hype...]

Yan Zen changed hands and kicked this person out of the group chat.

【? ? ? 】

【Are you the group manager who never bubbles up? ? ? 】

Yan Zen typed her reply: [Regardless of whether it is true or not, do these two need hype for their respective development so well? 】

[It makes sense, but the management why did you kick people? ? ? 】

Yan Zen: [I don't like it, I'll add it later]

[Here comes the question. Why are these two people who can chat publicly on Weibo usually silent today?]

[Annoyed people? 】

Yan Zhenxin said that the little guy was not angry, he was still joking with him just now, and he couldn't type for a long time, which directly exposed that he might be killed by Brother Qiu.Finally, he pulled back the person who had just been kicked out, and closed the chat interface.

Jiang Qiqiu sent a message: The movie I picked up a few days ago is about to start shooting, and I have booked your air ticket for tomorrow, so I won't follow, you take one or two assistants.

Yan Zen had no intention of teasing him, so she replied "yes".

With his mind full of those little girls on the Internet, he silently clicked on the freshly released CP Chaochao.

The next day, He Yu led Gu Yin to the airport, and the final episode of the haunted house adventure variety show was finally about to start.

He still took Guigui with him as usual, but he really didn't dare to tell Gu Yin.

He had done a lot of work last night, his head was swollen, and the air conditioner in the waiting room was fully turned on. He took off the scarf that had been covered with heat.

Under a peaked cap, the sleepy-eyed boy struggled to turn on his phone to check the time, and then wailed in his heart.

Gu Yin trotted over and handed him a cup of coffee.

He Yu thanked him, but he didn't have any appetite, so he put it aside silently.

There was still a while before he decided to sleep for as long as he could. Just as he closed his eyes, someone patted his shoulder from behind. Seeing him turning around, he was a little surprised: "It's really you." This person was Yan Zen.

The two did not know what the fate was, but they were on the same plane.

Seeing Yan Zen coming, He Yu took off his hat, subconsciously became more energetic, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, smiling as if the weather that just entered winter was about to get warmer.

"What a coincidence," he beckoned to Yan Zen, "Come and sit here for a while." He pointed to the empty seat beside him.

Yan Zhen might as well sit down respectfully, and began to discuss what happened yesterday, muttering in his mouth: "I'm sorry yesterday, I'm used to profanity, so I didn't think about it so much." Now his Weibo account has been confiscated, and he can only use one Only retweet the trumpet that does not post blogs.

There's nothing difficult for He Yu to understand. One of them is the King of Hades who went down to play, and the other is an artist who has just passed through the book and is not fully used to it. Both belong to the type who often forget that they are public figures.Let go after chatting, not touching the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry.

"The two of us now..." He suddenly remembered the question Gu Yin asked him yesterday. It was neither a CP like on the Internet, nor just a working relationship. It was stuck at a delicate gap, "What kind of relationship is it?"

Yan Zen's hands on his knees flinched a bit, his mind was full of the various fanfictions he read yesterday, his heart beat fast, and he couldn't hold back his words for a long time.

"Are you a friend?" He Yu thought for a while, feeling that it wasn't enough, "A good friend?"

It may be because of his accidental personality, what he wants is not just his own one-sided opinion, but a relationship that both parties can affirm.

Yan Zen was stunned for a long time before finally nodding, feeling almost mean: "Maybe a little more than good friends?"

He Yu blinked his eyes: "What is that?"

Just as Yan Zen was about to open his mouth, he swallowed the answer he was going to say. He thought about it when He Yu cared about the status of his fans when he was filming, and pretended to be serious: "I suspect, it's like a father-son relationship."

He Yu showed a smile, sleepy had long since hidden in a corner, and disappeared without a trace.

He patted Yan Zen's head, his hair was a little prickly, but under the sunlight outside the floor-to-ceiling window, it was very pure black: "Good boy?"

This time Yan Zen couldn't hold back anymore, she wanted to restrain herself but in the end she still giggled.

Where is there a father thousands of years younger than his son?

"Forget it," he shook his head, "be good friends, good friends."

He Yu responded with a smile.

Gu Yin, who was sitting opposite, was stunned. She first questioned for a long time whether the two had forgotten that there were outsiders, and then guessed, oh, they might think that this is just friends chatting casually, nothing.

Gu Yin: On the surface, she is very serious, but inside she is screaming cp.jpg

It's really not that I want to eat, but someone stuffed food into my mouth.

The two were forced to restrain themselves on the plane, because both assistants took photos and reported them to the manager, resulting in two reprimanding calls appearing on the mobile phones of Yan Zen and He Yu respectively.

Even if the waiting room is scattered, there are people in the front, back, left, and right of the plane. Is it true that no one can recognize it?

So He Yu aggrieved and sat next to Gu Yin, the ghost was motionless in the corridor, the stewardess walked directly through its body and found no abnormality, and Yan Zen looked around with a sad face.

But soon he focused on the script, but after watching it for 2 minutes, he couldn't sit still, and began to recall the process of chatting with He Yu.

What's the matter?friend, good friend.

That's it.

It's not the same-sex couples circulated in CP Chaohua, let alone those "can't bear to look straight at" fanfiction.

He felt a little empty, but he couldn't say he was sorry, just like opening a candy and putting it in his mouth with joy, only to find that it was not so sweet, but not too bad.

Although not reconciled, but I don't want to ask for another one before I finish eating.

After getting off the plane, there was already someone waiting to pick him up, probably Yan Zeng's fan.

Although there was no advance notice, it was only rumored that when he came back here recently, a group of young girls were waiting for him in a small corner with cheering signs and the like.

There are not many people, a small group of about ten or so.

The fans had a good collective quality and knew that they couldn't influence others. They squatted until their legs became numb and saw him finally appear, so they scattered and ran over in a low voice.

Wait...why does something feel wrong?

A person shorter than Yan Zen patted him on the shoulder, Yan Zen greeted him, and then the two walked side by side, talking and laughing.

Who is this? ? ?

The fans speeded up, thinking that this person looked familiar at first glance, but after realizing that someone mentioned He Yu, they finally decided on the candidate.

He Yu held the peaked cap in one hand, and looked reluctant to put it on. The two of them walked together, and neither of them seemed to be sticking to each other.

A group of little girls who couldn't hold back ran to Yan Zen, blushing and nervously asking for autographs and group photos, and glanced at He Yu from time to time, so there was one more person in the group photo and autograph.

Seeing that Yan Zen was planning to chat with them for a while, He Yu took Gu Yin away, Yan Zen wanted to keep her, but after thinking about it carefully... there seems to be no reason for him to stay.

When he was still regretting, He Yu rushed out from a convenience store, and Gu Yin and Gu Yin each carried a plastic bag, which was full of snacks.

"Have you eaten?" He handed the food to the little girls. He bought twice the number of people, so there was no problem of not having enough food.

The fans thanked him, and some of them who hated him before had changed their views on him, and some even fell in love with him directly.

He Yu's shooting started in the afternoon, so there was no rush, he was going to have lunch before going, but now he went directly with a group of people.

Yan Zen took out two sandwiches and gave one to He Yu: "It's a waste."

He Yu smiled, the two were sitting shoulder to shoulder, and the fans had no intention of leaving.

"Why are you being polite to me?" He Yu tore open the packing bag, "Do you think I look like someone short of this money?" He never spoke seriously, nor did he seem to be polite, just like a simple joke.

"It's not like," Yan Zen also started to eat, he didn't eat anything on the plane, and he is a little hungry now, "The big boss is mighty."

The two smiled at each other.

Because there was never any big burden on them, there was no barrier between the two from the very beginning, as long as He Yu didn't owe as much as the original book, nothing would happen, as for who he wanted to befriend with was his own business.

But he has a small privilege - he knows Yan Zen's identity, and also knows how successful he will be in the end, so Yan Zen stays with him, and there is no need to deliberately hide anything.

In short, it is comfortable.

The fans watching from the side: "..." Is it popular to force food into your mouth now?