"Sequelae."
Bai Lu's friend opened a bar and asked her to join in. She brought Rong Chun, who had recently grown mushrooms at home, to relax.
Rong Chun's "Raising" is on display in the bar. It's not because of Rongchun's face, but because this song is really popular. The homepages of major video social networking sites all use this song as a pseudo MV for BGM cutting.
Bai Lu poured a glass of wine for Rong Chun: "I think back then, when he gave you a little color, you could think of a picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival. Isn't that what you often do? It's nothing. But I thought you were forgetting to sing. Words make me feel bad."
"Of course I'm in a bad mood for forgetting the words!" Rong Chun drank a glass of wine, she didn't like drinking wine with a strong alcohol flavor, but today the wine has a grape flavor that overwhelms the alcohol, and it is refreshing and sweet, "But that's because I didn't practice the song. Familiar, skill is not as good as others. Lie down and laugh at it."
As one of the invited guests, Jiang Zhiyu also sat with Rong Chun and the others, nodding and agreeing: "If you practice your songs as familiar as your breathing, let alone one Lin Jiashu sitting under the stage, even if you do a hundred, you will too. won't forget."
Rong Chun lowered his head. It's not that she didn't pay attention to the stage, but she has to say that when she practiced singing "Placebo", the anxiety of writing a new song kept pressing on her head, her concentration was not enough, and both ends were screwed up.
Bai Lu rubbed the top of her head: "Sister, don't talk about work at this time."
Jiang Zhiyu thinks that this little pressure is not a problem at all: "But it's not all harmful. Although you are pending, the rumors of lip-synching before are considered self-defeating."
Rong Chun choked: "Ligue?!"
"It's still the same set that the original Shuangshuang played, but it hasn't fermented."
When Jiang Zhiyu got the news, several bloggers had already been banned.
Rong Chun thought of the time he re-recorded.
A singer is said to lip-synch, which is very insulting to the singer himself.
In today's big environment, it is understandable that the program team secretly does some offline operations in order to stabilize the effect.
Coincidentally, Rong Chun was on the hot search for the first time because he mocked Yuan Shuangshuang for singing about a car accident. If she lip-synched, her face would be swollen.
Rong Chun: "If she kills her, I can't lip-synch. I did re-record to change the words."
Jiang Zhiyu: "It's not impossible. We can put the original version up, isn't it just a few words? But once the lip-synching thing spreads, it's hard to reverse the word of mouth."
Others only care about the scandal of a public figure, and how to explain it next will become a sophistry.
Rong Chun was amazed for a second by this method, thinking that the entertainment industry is really not good. But thinking about it in reverse, Yuan Shuangshuang was hacked so many times, and she was still counting money, what was so scary about her.
Bai Lu and Jiang Zhiyu touched a cup: "Sister Niu Beer, this cup is to you."
Jiang Zhiyu paused: "Actually, it's not my fault."
If the ban on speaking was not done by his own company, then the public relations team that rivaled Rong's could only be the work of one person.
The other two thought she was being modest, so Rong Chun patted her on the shoulder: "Mr. Rong will give you a raise!"
Bai Lu scolded: "How did Yuan Shuangshuang know? Oh, she and Yang Yuwei know each other, she must have told them."
Rong Chun frowned: "There is no evidence, and there is nothing to do with her."
Bai Lu: "Besides Li Gou and Lin Gou behind her, my God, she can hug her thighs so well, no wonder she's red."
Bai Lu sipped the red wine again, and poked Rongchun with her elbow: "You and your brother haven't developed yet?"
Rong Chun was very depressed. It was said that Xue Huan looked good, but he didn't feel like he was calling. When he was with him, it was better to play by himself: "I found that I only like to chase people, not to be chased."
Bai Lu thought about it, it was true.
Since school, Rong Chun has been chased by many people. Implicit, violent, stalking, hard-to-get, the eldest Miss never agreed.
And it's hard to fall in love with anyone who has seen this way too much.
She is not very demanding.
What height should not be too short, not too tall, too short to be handsome, too tall to look up at the neck and look at each other is too tiring. Muscles are needed, but they must not be exaggerated.
She prefers the cool type, because the brother around her always nagging her this way and that, so the boy said two more words, and she was rated as a boy who talked about Deyun Club.
And the grades have to be top notch.
It is enough to say that there is one scumbag of her in the family, and the other half must not be the same as her. This is called complementation. Otherwise, who will teach the children homework in the future.
Not to mention the face. If any angle is ugly, she feels that her eyes are hurt.
Bai Lu once thought that she might never find a love object in her life.
The appearance of Lin Jiashu is like tailor-made, fully satisfying her turtle hair requirements.
"Well... I'll search for you." Bai Lu looked around, she couldn't believe that she couldn't find anyone better than Lin Jiashu, "There's a boy downstairs at ten o'clock, he's your type, right? .You try to chase."
Jiang Zhiyu also glanced at it: "Not bad."
Rong Chun glanced at it, was silent for a while, and under Bai Lu's encouraging eyes, silently swallowed the harsh words that 'that man can play the role of Bao Qingtian in his true colors', but other than that, it was fine.
Rong Chun patted the folds on the skirt, Shi Shiran walked over, leaned against the bar, and said straight to the point: "Hi, this brother, do you have a girlfriend?"
The handsome black-skinned guy looked up and down at the beautiful woman who suddenly struck up a conversation, and suddenly showed a surprise on his face.
…
From Bai Lu's point of view, she could see that Rong Chun and the handsome guy were having a good time talking, and after a few minutes, she came back.
But there was no happy expression on his face.
Bai Lu said in surprise, "You were rejected? It's impossible."
Rong Chun said blankly, "He said he doesn't have a girlfriend."
Bai Lu: "Then?"
"He's here to find a boyfriend."
"… "
"Come to the wrong bar."
"… "
Bai Lu: "Then what have you been talking about for a long time?"
Rong Chun: "He recognized me and said that I was a fan. My singing came to his heart. After a week of singles, he finally decided to get out of his failed relationship. He also asked me for an autograph. If I hadn't made an excuse , he will definitely tell me the story of his lovelorn."
"… "
***
The second time Rong Chun took the initiative to pursue the man, he failed again.
But when she came home, she was still a little happy—meeting a live fan, which was more honest than the rainbow farts blown by her friends.
She couldn't help itching her hands and wanted to read the comments again.
I glanced down the balcony—Lin Jiashu used to leave the window open when he came home, which was like an unspoken secret signal between the two. Rong Chun scoffed at this, and she didn't pay much attention to him.
The window was closed at the moment, proving that he was not at home.
But the last time she was almost bumped into by Lin Jiashu, she no longer dared to go to his house to rub the Internet.
Rong Chun grabbed the keys and mobile phone and got off the elevator.
As soon as I arrived at the gate of the community, I saw the figure of a woman. She didn't have an access card and could not enter the community.
When she showed an anxious side, Rong Chun realized that she was Yang Yuwei.
She was clearly waiting.
No one has to guess. Rong Chun sneered in his heart - he wouldn't have come to find her, would he
Rong Chun didn't want to pay attention to her at first and passed by directly in front of her, but she didn't take a few steps when she saw Lin Jiashu's car parked in front of Yang Yuwei.
Rong Chun quickly walked around the other door, but their voices came from behind.
Lin Jiashu got out of the car: "How did you find this?"
Yang Yuwei went up and gave him a slap in the face.
The sound was very loud, in contrast, Rong Chun's hitting him was like touching him.
Fortunately, at this time, there was no one around, only the security guard of the doorman looked over here, and seeing that there was no more conflict between them, they did not go out to take care of them.
Rong Chun stopped in his footsteps, widened his eyes, and couldn't stop beating drums in his heart, which gave rise to a raging rage.
However, before she could recover from the shock, Yang Yuwei said in a sharp voice, "You asked my uncle to take drugs?!"
Lin Jiashu laughed: "Yuwei, don't talk nonsense. Your uncle is taking drugs, what's my business? I'm just giving him money. I don't care what he does with the money."
Yang Yuwei: "You give him so much money, of course he wants to try it out."
Rong Chun hid in the corner of the guard room. From this angle, he could see Lin Jiashu leaning against the car door, and said slowly, "I think I've given too much money? He has taken money from me since I was in high school, and I haven't seen him either. You are so angry."
"Lin Jiashu, your mother hurt my mother like that. It's not clear in your life. Don't ask you to pay, even if you want to die, you have to do it."
He said lightly: "What a pity, now is a society ruled by law."
Yang Yuwei glared at him. The atmosphere was tense for a while.
After a long while, she suddenly smiled: "You still like Rong Chun, right? You are not afraid that I will tell you about your family? You can try to see if Rong Shaohui will let you two together."
Lin Jiashu didn't change his face, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and the smoke sprayed out with a smirk: "Yuwei, as your half brother, let me teach you something. First, never think that you know everything. Second, never assume that others don’t know anything.”
Yang Yuwei reached out and waved off the smoke in front of her eyes, took a few steps back, and looked defensive.
Seeing her action, Lin Jiashu extinguished the cigarette as if it were clear: "For example, you thought that only you and Li Yuan knew about your pregnancy, but in fact, I also know."
Fear finally appeared on Yang Yuwei's face, but she straightened her back: "You also said that now is a society ruled by law, what can you do."
"I'm not very good." Lin Jiashu's voice was persuasive, "I just remind you. I can spend the money for you. You can call me as you like, but I don't mind if you still ask Rongchun for trouble. It's not bad for you to use unlawful means. Understand?"
She clenched her fists and couldn't stop shaking.
She had never been afraid of Lin Jiashu before, and even felt that she deserved whatever she asked him, but Ji Feng was arrested two days ago and will spend his whole life in prison, and she suddenly realized that Lin Jiashu had to follow her. .
"You... you dare... "
Lin Jiashu raised his hand and made an indulgent gesture: "You can try it and see if I dare."
"… "
Lin Jiashu glanced at his watch: "It's okay, I'll leave if it's okay, don't always come to me, this place is not something you can enter."
He got back into the driver's seat and drove away.