The manager called to urge Tu Yan to get up, and the bell rang for half a minute before Tu Yan opened his eyes in a daze.
"Xiaoyan, there is an interview at 11 o'clock. The makeup artist and I are already on our way to your house. What breakfast do you want, I will bring you there."
Tu Yan slept a little dazedly, and it took a long time to realize that the agent was asking him a question, and his brain turned slowly and said, "Whatever."
After the divorce, he was in a daze, and he had to deal with all three meals, as if he hadn't had a decent breakfast for a long time.
"Is it alright for fried buns?" The manager also forgot what Tu Yan likes to eat, so he reported one casually.
Tu Yan said yes, then hung up the phone.
Kicked off the quilt, Tu Yan looked down, the man's knitted sweater was tightly wrapped by him, and the shirt was placed flat under the pillow. Tu Yan could only sleep by smelling the faint woody fragrance every night. It's like the aftermath of a serious illness that has no cure for it.
After finishing the styling at nine o'clock, when the makeup artist was packing up his tools, he also observed Tu Yan's face with his peripheral vision, and Tu Yan asked him, "What's wrong?"
The dressing room waved his hands awkwardly: "It's nothing, it's just that you seem to have changed a little bit, Tu Shao, but you can't tell where you've changed."
Tu Yan said indifferently, "I haven't seen you for half a year, isn't that normal?"
The makeup artist nodded again and again, but denied in his heart: It must be more than that. Judging from his years of experience, Young Master Tu has either been nourished by love or hurt by love in the past six months, and the two must be one of them.
After accepting the exclusive interview at 11:00, Tu Yan drove to the brand event site by car. He originally thought it wouldn't attract much attention. After all, he disappeared for half a year. Who would have thought that the nanny car had just passed the traffic light, and there were still 100 meters away from the mall, and the voices of people could be heard through the car window.
The organizer specially rushed over to clear the road, led the driver to enter through the underground garage at the side door, and then took Tu Yan to the lounge through the staff passage.
There are still half an hour left, and the staff hurriedly arranged various matters. Some said that there were so many people that the fire escape was blocked and the venue had to be changed. Some said that the little fan fell and hit the reporter's camera. At the meeting, two groups of people started making trouble, and the brand sent several sets of men's necklaces for Tu Yan to try on. In short, it was a mess.
Tu Yan rubbed his temples, trying to suppress the irritability in his heart, but failed several times.
Putting the phone on the armrest of the sofa, Tu Yan hesitated for a moment, then suddenly, like a strong man breaking his wrist, he picked up the phone and pressed the screen twice, then raised it to his ear.
"Beep" twice, and the call was quickly connected.
A familiar voice came from the other end, "Bunny, what's the matter?"
It seemed that the surroundings were quiet for a moment, so quiet that Tu Yan could hear his heartbeat.
"...I made a mistake." Tu Yan's acting skills were poor and he was short of words.
The person on the other end of the phone was not annoyed, and said gently, "Really?"
Tu Yan said "yes", but didn't hang up. After a while, he said, "Gu Chenbai, I'm coming back today and I'm going to a brand conference."
"Are you calling me because you're nervous?"
Tu Yan's face froze, "I'm so nervous, it's not the first time I'm on stage, I just let you know in advance, or I'm afraid you will be scared when you turn on the news on your mobile phone later, after all, I'm too popular, the event scene It's going to blow up."
Gu Chenbai smiled lowly, "I've been frightened, there are indeed many people."
It took Tu Yan a long time to react, "What, what do you mean?"
Gu Chenbai probably just came out of the underground garage, and the noises around him became louder and louder, "It's your first appearance after your comeback, how can I not be by your side?"
"you-"
While speaking, Gu Chenbai had already walked into the venue, Tu Yan didn't dare to move his hands, the receiver was close to his ear, his heart was hanging on Gu Chenbai's body, following his steps, he said in his heart: Be careful, Go slower.
About to blurt out, but held back.
Gu Chenbai's walking speed is not slow. Although his legs have been disabled for many years, he has always been diligent in exercising and his muscles are very developed, but Tu Yan is still afraid. Every time Gu Chenbai is close to a crowd, Tu Yan is more I am more afraid.
"Eh, sorry, sorry, are you alright?"
The voice of a stranger's apology suddenly came from the noisy phone. Before Gu Chenbai could speak, Tu Yan suddenly stood up and shouted into the phone, "Did you get hit? You're stupid, you won't find it. Sit down in a corner seat?"
"Don't worry Bunny, I didn't get hit." Gu Chenbai hurriedly comforted him after a moment's pause.
"What are you being passionate about?" Tu Yan regretted his gaffe, and after calming down, he habitually showed his sharp teeth, "I'm just afraid that my comeback will be ruined because of your stampede accident."
Gu Chenbai found his place, put away his crutches, and sat down. He knew Tu Yan too well, and knew that he had never spoken wrongly, so he assumed he didn't hear it, and only reported: "I found a place, it's in the southeast corner, but you Might not see me."
"Who wants to see you?" Tu Yan said indifferently.
"But I want to see you, I miss you."
Tu Yan was silent, his face became hot, and then he remembered the scene of fleeing in front of Gu Chenbai's house a few days ago, and his face burned even more.
At this time, the agent came to knock on the door, "Xiaoyan, I'm going to play."
Tu Yan nodded and was about to hang up when he heard a girl's voice on the other end of the phone.
"Handsome guy, are you also a fan of Tu Tu?"
"I have extra banners and lights here, and I'll give it to you for free!"
"Can you add a WeChat, and I'll pull you into the fan group!"
…
Tu Yan's face turned cold in an instant, and his eyes became gloomy. He hung up the phone and stood there fiercely, startling the makeup artist who came in to touch up his makeup.
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Female fans chatted with friends that night:
[My God! Too many people there today! The male god is still popular!]
[how? What has changed in Tuyan?]
[More handsome! ! ! ! ! ! Handsome cracks the sky! ! !]
[Woooooo, I also want to go to the scene]
[Let me tell you, I feel... Today the male god seems to have looked at me several times. I'm really not dreaming. I don't even dare to move, I don't even dare to press the shutter, just...]
[What is it?]
[It's his eyes that are fierce, and it feels like he wants to shark me.]