: Act fifty-six

Ling Lang felt only an impulse coming from behind. The loser who was out of balance grasped the first thing that he could touch as a life-saving straw and then held it tightly.
It worked! As soon as these three words appeared in the paparazzi's heart, he was dragged back by the huge pulling force behind him. The two security guards clamped his arms one by one and pulled him off Ling Lang, holding Feng Ha tightly in his hand. Scarf.
"I'm sorry I'm sorry ..." Paparazzi read a long-prepared line, stabilized his figure, looked up, and finally got into his mouth when he couldn't.
Ling Lang was standing there, turning his head to look at him indifferently, apparently there was not much difference in height, but giving him the illusion of being supreme. He had tracked the man in the dark countless times. This was the first time the two eyes met, and the feeling of oppression made him shiver.
And under that man's scarf, the high-necked sweater wrapped the neck tightly, leaving no one to look at it.
"Are you okay?" A voice recalled the babbling paparazzi, only to find Feng Hao asking him with a concerned smile on the side.
After seeing him shaking his head dumbly, Feng Hao smiled again and told, "Be careful."
The paparazzi nodded again, and in a blink of an eye saw Feng Hao's scarf was still in his hands, and quickly returned it to him.
Feng Hao was stunned by this action, but he quickly picked it up, and did not hesitate to surround himself with Ling Lang. For media hungry all morning, this is almost official sugar, and I can't help bringing the camera closer.
Feng Hao thoughtfully arranged the scarf for Ling Lang in front of everyone, and turned her attention to the paparazzi again.
"It turned out that you were from Hushuo Newspaper," Feng Hao gently said a few words after looking at the paparazzi's breastplate. It was clear that his smile had not changed, but the paparazzi's eyes suddenly came through from behind the sunglasses. Sharp illusion.
"Your agency's news capture is very sensitive, yes, go for it," Feng Hao applauded and double-clicked on the paparazzi's shoulder, then turned away, ignored any reporter's questions, and went straight to the nanny waiting outside the door. The car went, Ling Lang followed him half a step behind, and everything just became more like nothing happened.
The car slowly started in the siege of the crowd. After driving for dozens of meters, Feng Hao shook the hands of the people around him. Sure enough, the palms were all sweaty.
He leaned over and spoke in Ling Lang's ears in a voice that no one else could hear. "Everyone said that a sweater is enough. You have to add another one to cover it."
Ling Lang pressed his lips slightly pale, turned the other's palm and wrote in his palm: stop playing.
Feng Hao sat down with a smile, "Okay, this time I listen to you."
The agent sitting opposite took a panoramic view of all this, and endured internal injuries, but did not speak out. The two were blind and dumb. They were a match made in heaven.
"It's over, you're over," the words kept in the assistant's mouth after leaving the nanny car.
The paparazzi's face is not very good. With his intelligence and ingenuity, he can do a good job in this field. He can easily catch any news he wants to dig. Feng Hao and Ling Lang's scandal are his first exposure. This is still his head. I once experienced the taste of defeat.
The assistant was still unconsciously, "Feng Hao remembers you. He must know that you have reported those reports before. You have reported so many people , and you also grabbed others' scarves ... The scarf was returned to Feng Hao, and the fools saw that you had done it on purpose, you were finished, you were finished, you were finished ... "
"Shut up," Paparazzi said fiercely, and the assistant immediately choked his mouth into a line.
"excuse me……"
The assistant ’s voice had just fallen, and a female voice sounded weakly. The two realized that there was no one more since when she was around. She wore a huge scarf around her head, covered her entire face, and only showed a pair. eye.
Just listened to her and then said, "I just heard you are reporters of the Hushuo Entertainment News, right?"
The two looked at each other in doubt, but turned around and nodded to the woman in front.
The woman's hand clutched the scarf hanging down her chest, it seemed to be very nervous. "I expected to report," she paused, seeing the other two did not respond to her words, and added, "It's about The two who just left. "

"Ah, but when it comes to the Hushuo Newspaper, it's really amazing," said the assistant pilot sitting while flipping through her newspaper. "The first scandal of Ling Lang and Feng Hao was exposed by them. As for subsequent reports, it is simply the history of the two people's interaction. "
The agent wished to knock her head with the newspaper, "History of Communication, History of Communication, why don't you go to Shi Yishi?"
"Also," the assistant pulled out a copy from the large pile of newspapers at his feet. "This time they come back, many media have done warm-up topics, but this is the most interesting one for Hu Yu."
Feng Hao was interested, "Let me see."
The agent patted his hand, "The newspaper is so small, eyes are gone?"
"It's okay, I'll read it to you," the assistant generously spread out the newspaper, found the edition, and began to read the headline, "When Wang Xingren meets Meow Xingren, cross-ethnic love!"
As soon as the agent heard the title, the line was black. "What mess is this all, what meowing animals?"
"You can't help but listen to me honestly?"
"What's the good idea about the three popular articles published in this third-class tabloid?"
Seeing that the two men were about to start another fight, Feng Hao quickly interrupted, "I'm also curious what the meow star Wang Xingren mean?"
"This," the assistant quickly swept over to that line. "Ling Lang, who is known as the Iceberg Emperor, is undoubtedly a typical representative of a cat male. Deliberately please someone. Cat males are very proud, and they do n’t hide this pride. Many times they are separated from the crowd, creating a lonely illusion. In fact, the noble cats are disdainful. Yu and other ordinary men and women. "
Feng Hao was overjoyed, "What about dogs?"
"On the contrary, male dogs are sunny, approachable, and easily mingled with others, just like Feng Hao, up to prestigious seniors, down to obscure little pawns, as long as people who have contacted him, all praise him. Plus. Dogs are serious, brave, not afraid of setbacks, and very loyal to their feelings. Once they identify who they are, they will never let go easily. "
Feng Hao smiled close to Ling Lang, "the last sentence is true."
The assistant went on to say, "In reality, the Meow and Wang Xingrens are from two planets, and it is difficult to live in harmony. However, once they accept this setting, they will feel that they are unexpectedly matched."
"Wang Xingren likes to go in, Miao Xingren likes to retreat, the proud Jiao Xingxing jumps to the tree, and the patient Wang Xingren will always stay under the tree and wait for him to come down. In the daytime, the chicken jumps, and the cat who is afraid of the cold at night He would still go to Wang Xingren's arms and sleep ... "
Thinking of the assistant giggling here, "Which rotten girl must have written this."
"The last sentence is also true," Feng Hao whispered in a ridiculous tone, and the only Ling Lang in the car who could hear him talked back to him with a proud look.
"Ling Lang and Feng Hao's pairing of Meow and Wang Xingren also made them feel at odds at first. The first scandal broke out between the two, and public opinion all held a disbelieving, optimistic, and joint hype attitude. Look at it. "
"However, as time went on, two public figures of the same sex, under tremendous social pressure, went hand in hand all the way, and did not give up. Until Feng Hao was accidentally injured in the filming, Ling Lang announced his indefinite interest, and the subsequent move touched millions. People ’s MV, we calm down and re-examine the feelings of these two people, then accept them and bless them. "
As the assistant ’s chanting car became quieter, and even the agent stopped speaking, only the engine echoed her voice slowly in the car.
Now think about it, the iceberg cannot freeze the sun, but only The sun can melt the iceberg, so two people who are very different in all aspects may be the perfect match in the world. "
The car was quiet for a moment, and the assistant gave a loud whisper. "This editor is so good. I want to give him 32 likes!"
The agent also resumed his usual sneer and sarcasm. "Now it's nice to talk about, and this newspaper hasn't fallen for all kinds of negative news."
"The media that won't see the rudder makes the rudder bad," the assistant turned over to the next page. "Look, there's also a reader ’s vote here."
"What vote?"
"Last year, Hu Yu conducted a poll on the two of them, and another one this year, and now compares the results. This is last year, alas ..."
The assistant paused for a while and sorted out the survey results. "Three percent of readers believe that the two are together and they are the newcomers to the film emperor."
"Hum," the agent snorted from his nose.
The assistant ignored him, "30% of readers believe that it is the newcomer who uses the film emperor to take over."
"Haha," Feng Hao laughed this time. "What about 40%?"
"There are 40% of readers believe that while the film emperor is a newcomer to the latent rules, the newcomer uses the film emperor to take advantage."
Feng Hao almost fell to Ling Lang, and the agent was so angry that "this kind of newspaper should have it closed last year."
"Then this year's survey results, 5 percent believe that same-sex
love is a hindrance to the development of human race, 5 percent believe that the feelings of the entertainment industry are not credible. It has nothing to do with me, and another five percent of the vote is ... The film director marries me? What option is this? "
Feng Hao looked like his enemies, "There are more love enemies than I thought."
"As for the remaining eighty percent, cough," the assistant said after clearing his throat and selling it. "Come on, let them go. They are true love."
Feng Hao's drowning gentle eyes fell on Ling Lang's cheek again. Ling Lang wanted to raise his hand to loosen the collar on his neck, and he was afraid to be seen by the opposite agent. The collar must be too tight, which caused him some breathing difficulties. He murmured inexplicably from the nasal cavity, but the driver who had not spoken opened his mouth.
"This vote was held last month and the broker voted."
"What?" The assistant exclaimed.
"How can you peek at me to vote!" This time it was the agent.
"Because you bought a hundred newspapers and came back to fill out the questionnaire, it is difficult to see it," the driver explained honestly.
"Oh ~~" The assistant suddenly realized, "He must have voted for the same
Love hinders human development, right?"
"Don't say it!" The agent shouted desperately.
"No," the driver paused. "He voted for the film emperor to marry me."
"…………………………"
In the thrilling eyes of the crowd and the strong excuse of the agent, the nanny car arrived at the afternoon destination—Hushuo Film Academy. Today is a drama festival that is one of the 50-year activities of Huying. Linglang also graduated here Invited to celebrate the school.
The person who received Linglang was the director of Linglang College at the beginning, and now he is the dean of the college. Linglang is his proud student. It is exciting to meet each other again after a few years.
"Become a big name, you won't come back to see me after you become famous," said the dean, half complaining and joking when he saw Ling Lang.
"Sorry," Ling Lang naturally conceded a lot of pride in front of the teacher. "It's too busy to work, and I can't get out of it."
The Dean hugs him warmly, and then hesitates a few words, only to find Feng Hao, who is not far from waiting.
"Oh, it's you," the Dean rejoiced.
Seeing this, Feng Hao stepped forward quickly and bowed respectfully, "Teacher."
Ling Lang said for a moment, "Do you know each other?"
"Yes, Feng Hao is your school brother, two years younger than you," said the dean, who slammed Feng Hao's back, "now a big star now."
"Don't dare to be," Feng Hao said modestly. Ling Lang only knew that the other party was with him at the same school. Today, he knows that he is still a college brother.
The Dean looked at the left and looked at the right. All of them were young and talented. "Both of you are very talented students. Xiao Ling has made a name for herself while he was at school. Feng Hao ... If it weren't for a junior year suspension, he would be one of the best graduates in that class."
Ling Lang cast a little surprise in Feng Hao's eyes, but Feng Hao looked as if he hadn't, and waited for the Dean to come out of the memories quietly.
"When you suddenly asked for a break from school, I couldn't bear it anyway, but you didn't listen to it, so you had to go. Every time I think about it for so many years, I didn't force you to graduate until graduation is my biggest regret in life."
The dean recalled the past, and finally sighed again, "But now you are all in the limelight, I am very happy."