Chapter 72: I suggest you don't scold

As soon as Chen Yi said this, the reporters desperately handed the microphone forward. Zhou Ming leaned forward with an anger, and rushed forward to wave them away, directly blocking Chen. Before Yi Yi: "What he said has no legal effect, nor can it represent China Entertainment. It is pure nonsense. We will definitely give you a reasonable explanation for this matter. Please don't believe in online rumors!"
When the reporter heard the words, he turned the camera directly and pointed at him. The eyes of the person stabbed by the flash couldn't be opened.
"Mr. Zhou, you, as Chen Yi's agent, forcibly set up this matter. In addition to the arrangements of the senior management of China Entertainment, is there your participation?"
"Mr. Zhou, you have worked at China Entertainment for ten years. You have brought famous idols such as Tao Yan and Cheng Xi under your hand, but without exception, they first became red and then black, and finally disappeared in the circle. Is there any hidden behind this? ?"
"Mr. Zhou..."
"Mr. Zhou..."
When Chen Yi saw it, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he was gloating after making trouble. He only felt that these people were like dogs biting dogs. Today he bites him, tomorrow he bites him, Feng Shui turns around.
Chen Yi patted his and left directly. Unexpectedly, he just walked out of the door of China Entertainment Company, but saw a familiar car parked on the side of the road with the license plate number exactly the same as someone's. He could not help but squinted...
Fu Xiunian was using his mobile phone to process information with his head down, but the car window next to him was caught off guard. He subconsciously looked at the sound and found that Chen Yi was standing outside, shaking his fingertips, and almost fell the phone.
"Why didn't I know you were a paparazzi part-time."
Chen Yila took the co-pilot in the car door, his jaw line was tight, his lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't know if he was joking or really angry. Fu Xiunian coughed in embarrassment, "I just happened to be working nearby, passing by here."
Chen Yi tilted his head slightly when he heard the words, and his eyes were suspicious: "Then have you finished?"
Fu Xiunian nodded quickly: "It's done."
Chen Yi: "Do you think I believe it?"
Fu Xiunian: "..."
This reason is indeed far-fetched. Just when he thought Chen Yi would ask something, the other party just leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to calm himself, breathing smoothly, as if he was asleep.
When Fu Xiunian saw this, he secretly relieved, and silently started the car and left the gate of Huayu.
It was the hottest day in midsummer. The sun was blazing and the cicadas sang and noisy, but the car drove very smoothly. The shadow of the trees slipped slowly across the body, and the fine golden light poured down from between the branches and leaves, forming a slant. Beam of light.
The traffic on the road is endless, and the crowd is rubbing shoulders. They are all busy people for their livelihoods. Just like the ancestors many years ago, the sky above their heads, their feet are on the loess, sweat falls to the ground, and there are countless dusts. Most people are humble. And ordinary life.
Some people are in the prosperous and mediocre, and some are in the mediocre and prosperous.
Chen Yi squinted for a while, and when he opened his eyes, the car had already stopped downstairs in Fu Xiunian’s residential complex. He put his elbow against the window of the car, supported his chin and looked at Fu Xiunian, and asked lazily, "How are you? Brought me to your house."
The sun fell on the windshield, and circles of dazzling light and shadow appeared. Fu Xiunian looked down and swiped his phone, and did not look directly at Chen Yi's meaningful eyes: "I don't know where you live."
Chen Yi: "Aren't you going to pick me up at my house yesterday."
Fu Xiunian had a meal: "...I forgot."
With sweaty palms, he could hardly hold his phone. He was looking for tissues to wipe it off. Chen Yi suddenly asked, "Fu Xiunian, do you like me?"
Fu Xiunian,
Do you like me.
A simple sentence was asked so easily by him, and suddenly he had a tremendous amount of strength. After hearing the words, Fu Xiunian stopped looking for the paper.
The air stagnated for a moment.
The sound of the air conditioner could be heard in the car for a while, and Chen Yi didn't ask further, but looked at him quietly. In the end, I don't know whether it was ten seconds or ten minutes before Fu Xiunian finally moved.
He first took out the paper towel from the door storage compartment, then slowly took out a paper towel, wiped his hands, and then wiped his mobile phone, repeating this several times, and finally smiled at Chen Yi: "I like you. Ah, which fans don’t like their idols."
"is it?"
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, his expression was unpredictable, he saw Fu Xiunian hook, and the latter hesitated for a moment, leaning forward.
"Fu Xiunian,"
Chen Yi leaned close to his ear and asked in a low voice: "They said that what I asked you to do, you just do, is it true or false?"
Fu Xiunian didn't know why he wanted to ask this, so he could only press his lips and stay silent. Chen Yi's hot breath sprayed on his neck and burned to the bottom of his heart. His fingertips unconsciously used force, leaving a few shallow nails on the leather seat. Printed.
Seeing that he did not answer, Chen Yi changed another question: "Then why do you like me?"
Why like……
Fu Xiunian couldn't tell why.
He only felt that Chen Yi was arrogant, even more dazzling than the blazing sun in the sky. Once the opponent appeared, he couldn't move his eyes away. So many people outside hated Chen Yi, and he just couldn't.
Chen Yi is so good... a thousand kinds and ten thousand kinds are not good enough.
The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of ruffles, and Fu Xiunian couldn't get angry even after being scolded by him.
Chen Yi scolded him for being stupid, but he would go into the water to help him catch fish. Chen Yi thought his cooking was unpalatable, but he ate very clean every time. Chen Yi thought he was too soft, but he would protect him every time Li Slu found fault. Yourself.
People are accustomed to thinking about their feelings too deeply, but in fact, liking someone does not need a reason, nor does the other person need to live or die for you.
Just like the lush years on campus, the good girls in the class seem to secretly like the bad boys in the class. They obviously didn't do anything for themselves, but just look at them and they are hopeless.
Fu Xiunian moved his lips: "I also... don't know..."
Chen Yijing looked at him quietly, like a wolf looking at his prey, and suddenly asked.
"Am I handsome?"
"Handsome."
"Am I cool?"
"Cool."
"how am I?"
"it is good."
"Want to be my object?"
"miss you."
As soon as the words were spoken, Fu Xiunian slowly realized what he had said. His pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to see Chen Yi, but his head was held back by the opponent and unable to move.
"Ok,"
In a place that Fu Xiunian could not see, the corners of Chen Yi’s mouth raised slightly, but his tone was still habitually impatient:
I’m not very demanding. I just need to be diligent and frugal. For the sake of the rise, I will feel wronged."
Fu Xiunian’s current mood is probably like a poor ghost who suddenly won a tens of millions of lottery tickets. The gap is too big to make people feel like dreaming, and even the air is thinning. He moved his neck to escape Chen Yi’s confinement. The opponent pulled him into his arms with a slight force.
Fu Xiunian was pressed against the car window by Chen Yi, his eyes were red, and the tips of his white ears were dripping and bleeding, as weak as a rabbit.
And Chen Yi was born with a bad kind, and likes to bully others the most.
He dropped his hands on Fu Xiunian's slender waist, his fingertips outlined the waistline, and caused an inexplicable itchy, which caused the other party to raise his hand in a bewilderment. Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth was a smirk that made a blushing heartbeat: "You don't want to? You can say that if you don't want to, I don't force people."
When he said that he was about to leave, Fu Xiunian hurriedly pressed his hand that fell on his waist in fright, and stammered: "I didn't...no, I didn't want to..."
The other party is Chen Yi, how could he...
How can you be unwilling...
Hearing this, Chen Yi approached him well in time. His facial features were handsome, and people were dizzy. Fu Xiunian knew what was going to happen next, his eyelashes trembled, and finally stopped trembling abruptly when the lips were covered with heat.
Chen Yi's kiss was unruly, but he was as arbitrary and domineering as his people, and there was a subtle ambiguous sound between his lips and tongue. Fu Xiunian felt like he was going to be swallowed by him, but he couldn't help but want more. , Take everything passively, let Chen Yi do whatever he wants.
Chen Yi was brave and was not afraid of paparazzi taking photos. He pressed Fu Xiunian to the car window and kissed him over and over again. He could not stop until the root of his tongue was slightly painful.
"Chen Yi..."
Fu Xiunian wrapped his arms around his neck, panting tightly, tears in the tail of his eyes because of the stimulation he had just now, his eyes were reddish, and he gently rubbed him twice like a cat.
Chen Yi squeezed his chin, turned his head and kissed him again. Fu Xiunian's lips were red and slightly swollen, as if dripping blood. He only heard Chen Yi say in his ear: "I have one thing to tell you."
Hearing this, Fu Xiunian tightened his hand around his neck slightly: "What's the matter?"
Chen Yi: "I may be confused in the future."
Today, to tell the truth in front of so many reporters, it is only strange that Zhou Ming did not die.
Fu Xiunian was startled when he heard the words: "...Have you not been confused before?"
Chen Yi's palm rubbed his waist back and forth: "In the past, there was still rice to eat, but now the paste is hidden in the snow, and you can only eat chaff."
Fu Xiunian was softened by him, and hugged him with red ears: "It's okay... it doesn't matter, I can support you..."
The system sounded in due course: [ding! 】
Chen Yi said coldly in his heart: "Get out."
【……】
Li Silu has already started a lawsuit with China Entertainment, and has repeatedly posted Weibo within a few days, all of which are evidence of forced establishment in her hands. Somehow she did not know what she thought, and even the script that Zhou Ming had given to Chen Yi before burst out.
Recently, there are not many viewers who have watched the program "I'm From Afar". Hearing the news, they have been online on Weibo to eat melons. The result is amazing. I was shocked when I saw it. China Entertainment is more than black, it is simply black-hearted. lung!
The corresponding program procedures on the desk are marked with a general indication. The above clearly stated that Chen Yi was lazy in the work, and when he was cooking in shifts, he was sick. If you want to attract more people to hate, many people who eat melon are watching the stage. Ben chased the drama and compared it all the way down, and was surprised to find that the plot was inseparable from the script.
Except that Chen Yi's behavior in the last two days seemed to be against the label on the table. It clearly stated that he was lazy when he caught fish, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he finally caught the fish in person to help Fu Xiunian.
Netizens have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering love. Because of the prejudice against Chen Yi, this person is unhappy about how he looks at him, but when he learns that he is forced to hack himself, watching the show is another mentality. , Chasing all the way and watching, until the end of the seven episodes, many people accidentally fell into the pit.
--mom! How can this man be so cool! I laughed so badly hahahaha! Fu Xiunian is so pitiful to be stunned by him every day!
That cool and handsome man is called Chen Yi? Memories of memories?
No, billionaire's billion...Puff ha ha ha ha ha I'm sorry I can't help it anymore, smile pee, he and Fu Xiunian have a sense of CP.
I am more concerned about how he can kill a stone...oh no, it stuns a chicken.
As the event became more heated, the audience became wider. A few days later, a video editor from the ghost animal district on Weibo, with many fans, took the lead to release a video titled "On those who have been over the past billions of years." Netizens who were eager to move their hands set an example, and then countless videos sprung up like mushrooms.
"Fu Xiu Nian Who Chen Yipai Over in Those Years"-This is the CP area.
"A Generation of Master Chen Yi"-This is the martial arts area.
"On How to Piss Your Agent"-This is a popular science area.
That day, Zhou Ming's whispers to Chen Yi in front of China Entertainment's gate were all recorded by reporters. The multi-talented netizen quickly read out what Zhou Ming was talking about based on the shape of his lips.
Zhou Ming: "You should know how to say it."
Chen Yi: "Clear."
Reporter: "Is it true?"
Chen Yi: "It's true."
Everyone is naturally laughing again, but it is still indispensable for black fans to question.
I personally think that it doesn’t matter if China Entertainment does not establish a personal design, because as far as I know, Chen Yi’s personal personality is very bad, and it is no different from the so-called gangster.
After half an hour, Chen Yi personally replied.
[Yes, I take the initiative to curse and find the difference between cursing yourself. 】