Chapter 2: attention

How do you look at this picture like a still.
Although Shen Yuanye is half of the entertainment industry, he is not well-known and has no contacts, so naturally he knows very little news.
The day she died happened to be on the 8th, and until the evening she did not see any news about Zhang Wentao and Li Mengran's accident on the Internet.
There was a vague guess in his mind.
Maybe it is a new way of film promotion.
These days, there are various ways to promote movies, and almost all of them are aesthetically fatigued. Maybe the investor can come up with such a method.
Not to mention, it's really attractive.
Shen Yuanye was bluffed from the beginning, but now that she thinks about it, it doesn't matter.
Sun Ai on the opposite side heard her exclamation and leaned over to see, "What are you looking at, making a fuss, who has been exposed again?"
Shen Yuanye didn't turn off the phone and was looked at.
"Are you paying attention to Zhang Wentao?" Sun Ai glanced over and sat back in his seat. "Zhang Wentao, a person who hasn't posted a Weibo for 800 years, is nothing good."
Shen Yuanye was a little surprised.
She pointed the phone screen at her, "What did you see?"
Sun Ai almost rolled his eyes and replied: "Isn't it the Weibo that he promoted the new movie two days ago? What's so interesting?"
Shen Yuanye pursed her lips, and it took a long time before she responded indiscriminately.
According to Sun Ai's reaction, she seemed to be unable to see the special situation on her Weibo. It was clear that what she saw was the black background and death photo information, but in Sun Ai's eyes it was normal.
Shen Yuanye, who had just guessed, was a little hesitant.
Maybe the photo was too shocking, she didn't even think about eating hot pot.
She put down her chopsticks and clicked on Zhang Wentao's Weibo homepage again, and found that it had returned to normal.
The first Weibo is what Sun Ai said to promote the new movie.
So did she just see a prank or did Weibo do that now?
Or is it really a movie promotion?
Shen Yuanye was puzzled, went to the Internet to search for the reason for her phenomenon, but found nothing.
The photo and death message I saw before seemed like a dream.
But that photo shocked her far more than that.
Zhang Wentao and Li Mengran are at odds, but if she reads it right, the two people in the photo are in a weird relationship.
What collapsed is unknown. From the photos alone, Zhang Wentao must be trying to save Li Mengran, but the last two people seem to have died.
It does not seem surprising that the plot of the disaster movie appears.
"Zhang Wentao is a second shortage!" The hot pot restaurant owner was filled with indignation.
The grievances between Zhang Wentao and Li Mengran are still on TV for a long time, citing the reasons why the two quarreled several times in recent years.
Shen Yuanye looked at it and felt it was wrong.
I don't know if she was affected by the photos or what, but I always feel that the relationship between Zhang Wentao and Li Mengran seems not so simple.
Sun Ai waved his hand, "What do you think? If you don't eat it, you will feel soft."
Shen Yuanye returned to her senses and said with a smile: "I just thought of something, so I lost my mind."
"Don't think about Zhang Wentao, his breath is so small, you see how many times Li Mengran was choked by him, even the bottle of mineral water was not allowed to drink." Sun Ai ate the beef and said, "He is happy to drink it himself. "
Shen Yuanye looked at the TV.
In the video excerpt above, there was Li Mengran's black face, and her assistant quickly brought a glass of water from behind, and he could see the steaming.
An actor, no matter how low his emotional intelligence is, he wouldn't be upset with people because of a bottle of water. Zhang Wentao could not know what she knows as a small model.
Are you really stingy?
Shen Yuanye raised her eyebrows and said her doubts: "I'm just curious. In the two years since Zhang Wentao has become famous, almost everyone who has worked with him said that he has a good temper, and how come he changes in front of Li Mengran.
Sun Ai stopped, "Hey what you said seems to be true."
She thought about it for a while, and instantly connected all the plots together, and the gossip in her mind stormed.
"It's not that Zhang Wentao has a crush on Li Mengran, do you want her attention?" Sun Ai suddenly said with interest: "Just like in junior high school, boys like to use awkward methods to get girls' attention."
Shen Yuan Ye: "..."
Suddenly it makes sense.
She organized her words and asked hesitantly: "You said, if the house collapses one day, will Zhang Wentao save Li Mengran?"
Sun Ai almost didn't hesitate to say: "Definitely, one life. How is this possible? Your assumption is too false."
Shen Yuanye opened the phone and stared at Zhang Wentao's Weibo homepage in deep thought.
She should have been hacked suddenly.
The name of the movie was not revealed, nor did it reveal any wind. The investors have worked so hard and are too rich.
The hot pot was completely eaten by the two.
Naturally, Sun Ai rushed to pay the bill. Shen Yuanye followed. There was a magazine on the counter with Li Mengran on the cover.
With an idea, she asked casually, "Boss, is there any movie released by Li Mengran recently?"
While confirming, the boss said: "How is it possible that Meng Ran will release a new album next month. She has been busy with the album for a year, so there is no time to make a movie."
As an iron fan, he knew Li Mengran's itinerary best.
If Li Mengran made a movie, he would definitely know it, even the paparazzi would not be able to let go of a diva.
Shen Yuanye didn't ask any more, but the doubts in his heart became even greater.

After parting with Sun Ai, Shen Yuanye went back to her small apartment.
But forty square meters, she took care of it very concisely, and there were a few potted plants on the only small balcony.
This small apartment is not safe.
The scene where she was stabbed could almost be seen before Shen Yuanye's eyes.
After Sun Ai left the house that night, she stayed in the room. At first, she heard footsteps and thought it was her return, but she was brought down when she opened the door.
Now think carefully, there are many doubts.
The lights were on in the apartment, and the gangsters could not enter the door directly no matter how bold they were.
Anyway, this apartment cannot be lived in.
Shen Yuanye is now in her senior year. The major she studied has nothing to do with her job, and the school is useless no matter what.
The only savings she earned from working as a model in the past six months should be able to support her when she finds a new house.
Thinking of this, Shen Yuanye packed up a box of things and went straight out.
Staying in a hotel is better than here.
The elevator stopped on the seventh floor and the door slowly opened.
Shen Yuanye squeezed the phone and sent a message to Sun Ai, and then continued to check the rental information on the Internet.
She didn't look up until no one came in.
There was a man standing outside, tall and mammoth, with a black down jacket open, revealing a thin black T-shirt inside, with muscles still visible at the neckline.
The elevator doors closed again and slowly descended.
Shen Yuanye's brain suddenly became bright.
Why does this man press and stop sitting? Still staring at yourself?
And what he looks like...
Her heart thumped.
Anxiously, the elevator quickly reached the first floor. As soon as she got out, she ran straight outside almost without stopping, turning around and then hiding behind another building.
Soon, a man appeared below the apartment where she was.
really.
Shen Yuanye knew that she had guessed right, this man should be the one who killed herself, I am afraid he has been stepping on it for quite a few days.
She didn't seem to be visible outside. The man looked around a few times, then quickly took out his cell phone and made a call.
Shen Yuanye was a little far away, unable to hear what he was talking about.
But the only certainty is that there are definitely accomplices.
After an unknown period of time, the man hung up the phone, left the community, stopped a taxi, and disappeared immediately.
At this time, Shen Yuanye walked out from behind the apartment next door, quickly stopped a car, and went to a far away hotel.
She wanted to go to Sun Ai, but now it seems that she should forget it.
I took a picture of the man's profile on the phone. Because the sky was already dim, the shot was not very clear, only a little outline could be seen.
Shen Yuanye decided to report to the police station tomorrow.
After opening a room in the hotel, Shen Yuanye locked the door behind her, lying on the bed with lingering fears.
She had never seen that man before, and she had never offended anyone before. She didn't like to socialize with people in school, so she didn't have many friends. After her senior year, she didn't have much communication. Only Sun Ai was left.
Why did you kill her?
Shen Yuanye couldn't figure it out, so she didn't think about it anymore. Anyway, the police will take care of the report tomorrow.
She logged into Weibo as usual.
To enter the entertainment industry, it is inevitable to pay attention to new information, and some crews will directly post recruitment news on Weibo.
Although she is only a plane model, she can also receive life from Weibo.
I just did not expect to log in to Weibo today, and I received a private message: "Hello Miss Shen Yuanye, I am Su Yun, the editor of Feishang magazine. I would like to invite you to shoot the cover of the new issue of the magazine. Is it convenient to leave a phone call? "
Shen Yuan Ye's hand stopped.
Graphic models are most often picked up. The more advanced ones are the covers and inner pages of various magazines, the lesser ones, or some posters.
Naturally, she knew about the magazine "Nothing".
This magazine is not high-end, but it is suitable for women of all ages. The content is mostly about clothes, fashion makeup and hairstyles.
Her family has a characteristic: like to use new people.
Many people who just entered the model circle were directly signed as cover models, and the image is still good. With this experience, they are much better than others at the beginning.
So most newcomers like to contribute to her home.
It was only an accident that Shen Yuanye became a plane model, and it took only half a year.
She has no predecessor's guidance, nor does she have a model in this area, she relies on her own polishing, and now she takes more shots of the inside pages of ordinary magazines.
Today's advertisement for onychomycosis is really an accident.
Why didn't she see this private message before rebirth?
Shen Yuanye fell into recollection. At this time, there seemed to be a video of her disrespectful work on Weibo. Most of the private messages were mocking her. She didn't read a few after reading a few, so it is possible to miss it.
She clicked on Su Yun's Weibo, and she did have official certification.
For the time being, I believe it is true.
Shen Yuanye sent her mobile phone number.
The other side didn't reply for a while, and she didn't care, and then went to Zhang Wentao's Weibo homepage.
She still cares about the date of death and the photos of her death today.
There is no news about Li Mengran and Zhang Wentao’s co-operating movies or TV series on the Internet. It should not be a new movie.
Shen Yuanye stared at Zhang Wentao's latest Weibo for a long time, and chose to check.
There is no strange phenomenon.
It took about a few minutes before she refocused.
Almost at the same time, after the black screen, it quickly showed that the things she saw during the day, the photo and the date of death, did not change.
Shen Yuanye felt something was wrong.
She searched Li Mengran's Weibo and clicked in. What she saw was the top Weibo of the new album released next month, and the exquisite cover.
It's normal.
After sliding his finger on the screen, Shen Yuan Ye had a faint guess.
She moved her gaze to the bottom left and finally clicked on her attention.
After the familiar black screen, something new appeared immediately. When looking down, the different photos made Shen Yuanye inevitably hold his breath.