Red depends on strength and fate.
But here in Chen Zhan, it is fate.
There are already countless reporters squatting on the lawn downstairs. Once there are more, they will be discovered no matter how hidden they are. In the end, they simply stand there blatantly.
Chen Zhan is more patient than them, naturally, but some media can alternate day and night for several months for a possible revelation.
But his routine remains the same.
I didn't draw the curtains to hide it. I put the computer on the windowsill every day to code words. At noon, I made a plate of food that seemed rich but not very tasty and enjoyed it at the same location. At dusk, move up a chair, lean against the cushions, and start reading when the sunset is at its strongest.
Life is nourishing like old age.
This scene was clearly recorded by the camera downstairs. It was cold and the grass had already turned yellow. A shivering reporter pinched his colleague's arm and stared at a room above: "Hell is empty."
How can there be such a wicked person in the world.
The colleague said calmly: "We don't take any secret photos."
"I'm not just for work," the reporter said with trembling lips when a cold wind hit, "I also want to know the context of the story."
No first-hand information was captured. Several of them were sent to guard after the news was exposed by other media. Many people took the initiative to ask, just to know what was going on.
Everyone has the trait of double standards. While shouting to respect privacy, netizens opened a small account to seek the truth.
[World Reasoner: What about the following! What's next! Lao Tzu was dreaming about it for three consecutive days.]
[Sin is hidden in the sun: the hair that was transplanted just last month, and the head will be bald if I can't see the truth.]
[King of Earth Dogs: Save the child!]
Chen Zhan had blocked private messages for a long time, and still the old god lived his life freely.
It is not difficult for him to stay at home. He does push-ups at home, and helps the old man with the daily food care. Under such a regular work and rest, the work efficiency is surprisingly high.
The "Confessions" already has 300,000 words, and according to the original plan, it can be finished with at most 50,000 words.
The joy of being able to open the second part soon after the end has swept away the depression in my heart these days.
Chen Zhan even had the motivation to double his work—
The flower of my love has faded, and that man's has just begun to bloom.
When she cheered again, the ring on her hand had already indicated everything.
I felt suffocated for the first time.
I want to die in love, but I don't have the courage to die.
I heard that there is a very effective temple on the mountain not far from here, it will bless every devout believer. There is no one in this world that loves her more deeply than I do.
I stayed up all night and climbed to the top of the mountain, looking at the glittering Buddha statue, I knelt on the futon and put my hands together... What can I ask for
make her fall in love with me? The Buddha may have supernatural powers, but he does not cover the sky with one hand.
Realization is unlikely.
"I've been chasing after her in this life," I took a light breath. "If there is another life... Please let me be reborn as her child... I can justifiably enjoy the love from her, and by the way, I will be mad at me."
I have loved her for two years in this life, and in the next life I will have her love from the very beginning.
One account for two people.
The kind recognized by law.
After reading it through and deleting the inconvenient places, Chen Zhan just clicked to publish.
The news about him embracing left and right was temporarily quelled by a lawyer's letter from Lin Chiang. According to the strength of the Lin family, it is not a problem to gradually dissipate public opinion. The unscrupulous media that published the report first showed weakness and deleted the false news.
But this is nothing more than a sad blow to netizens who are waiting for the follow-up.
Half of the melon was eaten and shattered on the ground.
Chen Zhan turned a deaf ear to all the truth-seeking comments in the text, and updated them at regular intervals, adding more updates, again and again.
The pressure exerted by the Lin family not long ago was too strong, and some self-media did not dare to rhythm any more, and even he was exposed to it, and the popularity of each update was not great.
The old ancestor said that blocking is worse than sparseness.
Netizens are like an active volcano. Under Chen Zhan's crustal movement, it finally erupted from a dormant state:
"!!!"
"I almost cried in the first half, but at the end, I got goosebumps."
"Fortunately, Chen Zhan couldn't think about it at the time, otherwise the queen will have a child after the movie, and it happens to be a boy again..."
"I'm still struggling with the relationship between Chen Zhan, Lin Chiang and Jiang Ying. No matter who he has an affair with, it's a family ethics drama."
In the face of online disturbances, the happiest person is the director of Jiang Ying's upcoming drama. It is essential for a movie to be successfully promoted. The existence of Chen Zhan has completely saved them this expense.
As the heroine in the story, Jiang Ying's eyes, which have always been amorous, were momentarily absent-minded when her agent showed the new chapter in front of her.
Agent: "Does it feel like the aftermath of a catastrophe?"
Jiang Ying held back her headache: "He should live a hundred years."
The agent said happily: "At least you must not die before you give birth to a child." He paused and said solemnly: "You don't have to worry about the process, you are very popular now, and many people have taken the initiative to discuss the script. It is best to keep a low profile in the near future. the better."
Jiang Ying nodded slightly, with a charming smile on her face at the end, but her eyes were icy cold: "If someone wants to cut their teeth halfway, they can try."
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The advantage of freelancers is that they can follow their own temperament, at least Chen Zhan doesn't need to be as condescending as they are.
Because they have become more familiar with Yin Ronglan, the two occasionally have video calls instead of cold phone calls. Of course, the reason why Chen Zhanmai took this step was to save phone bills.
In the video, Yin Ronglan is standing outside the supermarket with something in his hands.
The sky was full of snowflakes, and a few got into his collar, like a naughty child.
Chen Zhan suddenly had the idea of having a snowball fight.
Yin Ronglan's smile was the same as before, not changed because of the cold weather: "I have seen a lot of news about you on the Internet."
Relying on an unwarranted Jiugong map to become popular, he is probably the first person.
Chen Zhan sighed: "I envy you for being able to walk freely."
It's been a while since the incident, and there are still one or two media who don't give up. Chen Zhan was moved by this professionalism a few times, and even specially asked the old man to bring a few warm babies.
Yin Ronglan heard his voice-over and smiled, "Would you like to go up the mountain to pray?"
Chen Zhan's eyes moved: "Isn't it closing the mountain when it snows?"
Yin Ronglan couldn't help laughing: "As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the number of people who want to ask God to worship Buddha is increasing. For temples, this is the time when incense is at its peak."
At this time, it is impossible to close the mountain.
Chen Zhan thought for a while: "Then make an appointment next week?"
When he asked in a consultative tone, he rarely got a negative answer from Yin Ronglan.
"it is good."
Because it snowed for several days, the ground was slippery, and it was not convenient to travel.
In the past, it was almost said that there were more and more parking spaces in the community.
When Chen Zhan went downstairs, some media rushed up to interview.
Yin Ronglan didn't get out of the car, but blew his whistle twice. Chen Zhan took advantage of staying at home these days and didn't fall off and jumped into the car.
"Mr. Chen Zhan!" The voice came in through the glass: "Is it true that you mentioned in the latest article that you will be Jiang Ying's child in the next life?"
Chen Zhan rolled down the car window; "I have only one dream, tian tian fa cai."
After speaking, he signaled Yin Ronglan to leave.
The car didn't drive fast, Chen Zhan looked at the silver-clad world outside the window and muttered, "The fifth time or the sixth time."
"What?" Yin Ronglan, who was driving, looked at him from the corner of his eye.
"You borrowed a different car from a friend."
Yin Ronglan's answer was impeccable: "Because they are different friends."
After the two met, his ability to change topics also increased day by day: "It's easy to catch a cold with the window open."
Because of the cold air blowing outside, there was a slight white mist around him when he spoke, Chen Zhan stared at the scenery outside the car window: "It's rare to see the world without looking at the glass."
Since he was targeted by the media, he rarely went downstairs.
Knowing his suffering, Yin Ronglan said warmly, "If we go out early, we can stay on the mountain for a while longer."
It's not a wise choice to drive up the mountain in this weather. Chen Zhan turned his face to look at him: "Actually, we can go directly to the foot of the mountain by bus, which is more convenient than driving."
Yin Ronglan: "It's inconvenient for the media to follow."
However, Chen Zhan saw that his gaze was unnatural for a moment, and he was stunned and suddenly smiled: "Is it because I'm worried that I will let you be the driver when I come back."
Although Yin Ronglan didn't speak, the silence was enough to explain many problems.
Chen Zhan was helpless: "This world is different from the past, and now there is no shortage of money."
Yin Ronglan almost believed what he said, if it wasn't for accidentally seeing the passing regret in the eyes of the other party.
Sure enough, after a while, I just heard Chen Zhan say quietly: "From simplicity to luxury is easy, from luxury to simplicity is difficult."
No matter how sincere his words were, Yin Ronglan just wore a faint smile and refused to respond.
Layers of mountains and mountains, the vast sky seems to be at your fingertips.
The scenery on the mountain always makes people feel extra spacious.
Perhaps the New Year is approaching, and the number of people going up the mountain will not decrease but increase.
The last time they came, it was just to climb the mountain. This time, they only needed to go to the temple halfway up the mountain to pray for blessings. When they arrived, they didn't feel too tired.
Chen Zhan was still looking at the withered trees covered with red silk in the temple, and when he saw Yin Ronglan's donation of incense money, he subconsciously walked over and gently tugged at his sleeve: "I said... too much?"
It's not that he is stingy, it's just that Chen Zhanxin himself is better than the gods and Buddhas even if he travels through it once.
How can the light of kindness shine on everyone
I don't know if it is because of standing in a place with Zen, Yin Ronglan's voice is very gentle, "Because there is a very important wish."
At this time, the people inside finished worshiping, and it was their turn.
Regardless of whether you believe in Buddhism or not, when you pray, your heart is extra peaceful.
Chen Zhan's wishes are very ordinary, and there are many ... For example, the old man from the door will be healthy in the new year, and his career can be carried out smoothly, etc.
And Yin Ronglan just made a solemn wish.
No one would know that when he saw Chen Zhan and Jiang Ying Lin Chi Ang appear on the hot search together, his heart was not happy, as if someone stepped in in the friendship barrier that had just been erected.
He put his hands together, closed his eyes gently, and prayed sincerely—
Buddha is above.
If possible, he hopes that one day he can replace Jiang Ying, and even Lin Chiang can appear on the hot search with Chen Zhan, and the world will discuss the relationship between the two.
By that time, the whole world will see their friendship.
The author has something to say: For the coming year:
Yin Ronglan donated ten times the incense money: Buddha is above, I want to take back my wish from last year... Please.