The agent in the nanny's car looked at this side for a while, and looked at that side for a while, Ling Lang was closing his eyes and resting, while Feng Hao next to him was flipping through the magazines in his hands, both of them were very calm, not at all. First comeback after months of disappearing from the public eye.
Ling Lang really had to forcibly stop all work as he said, and accompany Feng Hao to recover. When he first heard this decision from Ling Lang, the agent thought that he was just a spur of the moment. Now that he thinks about it, it was a mistake to put the adjective "hot" on this person.
But you really dare to give up on Lao Tzu. The agent gritted his teeth and complained in his heart. For the sake of one person, everyone else will be ignored. This year's best actor is not yours, and you must be the most irresponsible actor award.
But while he was annoyed, he was still very fortunate that at least he passed the test without any risk. Thinking of this, he felt more and more that the magazine in Feng Hao's hand was an eyesore, and he snatched it away.
"What to look at, just stare at the book, do you have the consciousness of a patient who has just recovered?"
Feng Hao raised his hand helplessly, showing a gesture of surrender, but he didn't argue, just turned to look at Ling Lang on the side.
The manager also followed his line of sight to see that Ling Lang was wearing a long grey trench coat today with a scarf around his neck. Although this scarf matched the trench coat very well, he felt awkward.
"It's not windy in this car, isn't it hot for you to wear a scarf?" The agent had to say something immediately when he thought of it, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't say it.
Ling Lang was well aware of his temperament and automatically filtered out the useless words, but Feng Hao stretched out his hand to straighten the scarf after hearing this, "Senior's throat has been uncomfortable recently, I'm afraid he will catch a cold."
When he was arranging the scarf, his fingers secretly used three-thirds of his strength to press down on Ling Lang's neck, in exchange for Ling Lang pursed his lips indistinctly. Feng Hao didn't put a collar on him last night, and he also pretended to forget that he didn't take the initiative to take it. Who would have thought that this would be another small test for Feng Hao. As punishment, he had to wear a collar all day to go out today, and it was euphemistically called a comeback ceremony.
In the eyes of the agent, this action with a hint of reminder is naked flirtation. "What kind of love is shown in the early morning, and your eyes will be blinded by you."
Ling Lang, who had been closing his eyes for a while, suddenly opened his eyes and gave him a sharp look. The manager suddenly felt that he had lost his words. This kind of joke is really not suitable for a person who has just experienced blindness.
"Then what, I said that casually, there is no other meaning."
Feng Hao sneered, "I don't mind."
The agent coughed a few times, and changed the subject, "Do you have to be careful when you speak? This time the incident is so big, and you guys have rested for so long. If you don't dig some news, the media won't let it go."
"Don't worry, if it has nothing to do with today's activities, I will try to say as little as possible," Feng Hao said obediently.
"That's good," the agent nodded, and suddenly remembered something, "about this accident..."
"What is the official unified caliber?"
"The gas explosion caused by the accidental fire on the set," the agent said firmly, as if it were true.
Feng Hao lowered his head and smiled, nodding as if he accepted the reason, but Ling Lang said, "Which crew couldn't think of putting gas canisters on the set?"
The agent said with a straight face, "Let the media worry about this issue."
The media was worried about far more than that. The nanny car was surrounded by water as soon as it arrived at the destination. Thinking of how Ling Lang received the same amount of attention when he became the best actor for the first time.
When Feng Hao got out of the car, he had a pair of oversized sunglasses on his face. He could wear sunglasses even indoors because of his early recovery. Ling Lang was not treated so well. He hadn't received a flash for a few months. The offensive, the slight discomfort caused him to frown involuntarily.
After the protagonist was seated, all kinds of questions flooded in. The host was sweating profusely emphasizing today's theme, but it didn't work for the aggressive media at all. The signature smile hung on the corner of Feng Hao's mouth from beginning to end. The cold and arrogant Ling Lang formed a sharp contrast.
Seeing that the host was getting more and more HOLD, Feng Hao made a pause gesture to him thoughtfully, and cleared his throat to Mike who was beside his mouth.
"I know everyone here today must have a lot of questions to ask..."
Hearing him speak, the scene quickly quieted down, except for the sound of the shutter.
I don't know if it was inadvertent or deliberate, Feng Hao paused before saying again, "But first..."
Just after he finished saying these four words, all the bright lights in the room suddenly went out in an instant. The heavy curtains blocked the sunlight. The sudden accident made the reporters forget the shutter in their hands. dark night.
The sudden loss of vision makes people panic. They don't know what will happen next. People want to move around, but they are in a hurry to find lighting equipment. Many people exclaim uncontrollably, and the whole scene is in chaos.
The moment the lights went out, Ling Lang was stunned for a moment, then a hand wrapped around the back of his head, turning his face in another direction.
"Don't be afraid," Ling Lang heard Feng Hao's voice ringing in his ears, and the low two words stood out from the panicked exclamations of the crowd, which instantly calmed him down.
Immediately afterwards, the familiar breath filled his nostrils and mouth. It took a few seconds for the soft touch to make him realize that he was kissed secretly by Feng Hao, in front of countless media, and not acting.
Ling Lang was stunned by Feng Hao's bold and outrageous actions. Fortunately, Feng Hao didn't have any long-term love, so he quickly stole a kiss and left, as if it had been negotiated. After the kiss, the lighting in the room was restored immediately. , Everyone regained their vision, and after finding that there was no threat to safety, the commotion caused by the accident slowly subsided.
When everyone was quiet again, Feng Haocai smiled mysteriously and continued the topic just now.
"I know that the accident just now shocked everyone. We are all fortunate to be born with a pair of bright and healthy eyes that allow us to see things around us. But have we ever thought about how the world would become if we were deprived of our vision. how?"
He paused again for a long time, this time the surroundings were quieter, everyone was attracted by what he said, and even the shutter sound was reduced a lot.
"I've spent the past few months in this darkness, and I think everyone has experienced it just now, try to think back to how you felt at the time, and multiply that feeling by a multiple of time, and you'll get understand how I feel."
"I'm also very lucky to be able to come out of that darkness and regain the light. I can sit here again and see everyone, but," Feng Hao said, "there are still many people in this world who don't Lucky like you and me, some people may not be able to see the light from birth, and some people have been deprived of the ability to see things, but they are not completely hopeless, as long as some help within their ability, they may be able to change their lives. ."
He turned his head to look at Ling Lang, "This is the reason why we are here today, I know, compared to the gossip and scandal between us, this reason can't attract the audience's attention at all..."
Someone in the audience laughed, and when they finished laughing, Feng Hao continued with a smile, "But it's more important to be able to see than to 'I like to see more'."
There was applause at the scene, and Feng Hao continued, "I think in the future you will have time to pay attention to the topics that everyone cares about, so today, as the first charity event for Teacher Ling and Xia's comeback, please let us do something more meaningful. okay?"
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for the reporter to express his position. He turned his head and signaled the host to continue. The reporter didn't want to cross the line.
"How is it?" Feng Hao asked Ling Lang in a low voice, taking advantage of the reporter's questioning skills.
Ling Lang's mood was still immersed in the daring kiss just now, but he couldn't hide the slight blush on his cheeks even though he had practiced his acting skills for many years.
"It's too risky," he could only think of these four words after thinking for a long time.
The corners of Feng Hao's mouth became more and more smiling, "It's worth taking a little risk for something so meaningful."
"How is it?" At the same time, the assistant's voice calling for credit came from the agent's phone.
Seeing that a large number of zombies were dealt with by Feng Hao, although the manager felt a little messed up, but the result made him dissatisfied.
"How am I doing?" the assistant on the phone demanded.
The agent rolled his eyes, and finally decided to praise him, "You pulled the switch well."
Not far from the venue, a paparazzi dressed as a standard reporter squatted on the ground and stared at an event sign in front of him in a daze. The eye-catching Mohs logo on the sign didn't know what inspired him, and he didn't recover until the assistant called him three times. Come.
"What did you say?" asked the paparazzi as if he had returned from another world.
The assistant also rolled his eyes in his heart. Since the paparazzi first broke the same-sex scandal between the actor and the newcomer, they have dug up a lot of blockbusters one after another. The sales of the newspaper has increased tenfold in a short period of time. Promising Entertainment Kee not only devoted his efforts to focus on training, but also specially assigned him, an intern, to be his assistant. The paparazzi's personality is not difficult to get along with, but the leap of thought is too big, so that he can't keep up.
"You specially dressed up as a reporter to sneak into the venue today..."
Before the assistant could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the paparazzi, "I was originally a reporter."
"...Okay," the assistant reluctantly echoed, "Even if you are a policeman, you are also a plainclothes policeman. Today, you specially put on a uniform, but you didn't go in for an interview. What are you doing here?"
"Interview?" The paparazzi shrugged and asked, "What is the interview? How many blind people in our country are eagerly waiting for the cost of corneal transplantation?"
"This..." the assistant was asked.
The paparazzi continued, "Even if you can ask questions, the caliber is the same for the outside world. Which crew do you think is so reluctant to put gas cans on the set?"
The assistant wiped his sweat, "The IQ of the brokerage company's entertainment media is not a day or two, but they insisted that we have nothing to do, can you really not be a reporter to investigate the case as a plainclothes?"
The paparazzi shrugged, looked back at the promotional sign, looked at it for a while, and said thoughtfully.
"Ling Yingdi's other charity fund also seems to be donated to this organization."
The assistant looked at him, and immediately understood, "You mean the Mo's Charity Foundation? Ling Lang donates a large amount of money every year, and he never misses the event. Everyone knows this."
The paparazzi didn't know whether they were asking questions or saying to themselves, "The last one was, this one is still, why is it always Mo's... Is it really just an ordinary relationship between foundations and donors?"
After listening to his words, the assistant was confused at first, and after a while, he suddenly burst into the air and punched, "So this is the focus of your next step? Celebrities in the entertainment industry secretly colluded with well-known foundations to wash black money and abuse donations?"
The paparazzi glanced at the excited assistant, "Snake essence disease."
The assistant wilted after being splashed with a basin of cold water, "Then what do you mean?"
"Let me ask you," the paparazzi said Nunu to the brand, "how much do you know about this Mr. Mo?"
The assistant thought about it, and finally came up with only one word, "He's very mysterious."
"Oh?"
"No one doesn't know Mr. Mo, but no one has ever seen Mr. Mo. Mo's business is very big, but no one can say what kind of business he is in. There are investments in many fields, which is true It's well documented. The charitable foundation is doing a lot, and it sounds like a good person, but there are a lot of underworld legends."
Listening to the assistant's description, the paparazzi couldn't help but burst out laughing, "He is really a person who is omnipresent and omnipotent."
"That's the truth, forget it if you don't believe it," the assistant shrugged involuntarily, imitating the paparazzi's habit, "I only know that Mr. Mo is a person in the industry who can cover the sky with one hand, and the news he doesn't want to expose, second He won't appear in any media in the morning, and the person he wants to be popular can sweep the streets of the city that night."
"Like the Lingying Emperor back then?"
"You'd better not ask me about this. I was a little-known middle school student in the year when Ling Lang became popular."
The paparazzi stared at him for a while, "This attribution has not changed today."
The assistant was speechless, "...Thank you."
There was a commotion in the arena, the paparazzi looked back and stood up, "It seems that the inside is over."
The assistant immediately made a battle-ready gesture when he heard the words, "Are we going to go?"
"Go up and ask about the cornea or the gas tank?"
"..." The assistant was speechless again, "Then it's all in vain today? What will I do with the editor-in-chief when I go back?"
The paparazzi didn't answer, looking at the direction where the two came out and fell into contemplation again.
As soon as the assistant saw this familiar posture, he knew that he had lost his mind again, so he had no choice but to give up on him. No matter what, he went up and grabbed a few photos before he took a step, but he was grabbed by the collar from behind.
"I won't be able to catch up later," the assistant said anxiously.
"Are you cold?" the paparazzi asked inexplicably.
"Huh?" The assistant's eyes widened, what was this sudden singing
"Is the temperature low today? Is it windy?"
"Alright... alright..." The assistant was completely out of shape, and replied purely instinctively.
The paparazzi were already running to the most crowded place, and the assistant quickly followed, chasing and listening to the quick explanation from the paparazzi.
"I've been with Emperor Ling Ying for so long, unless the weather is very cold, he never likes to wear scarves, hats, gloves and other odds and ends."
The assistant opened his mouth in astonishment, observing too closely.
"And if I remember correctly, this scarf belongs to Feng Hao. He went to the southern hemisphere to shoot planes in the summer. Because of the cold weather, he bought a scarf, took pictures, and posted on Weibo."
At this moment, the assistant almost looked at him with admiration.
"If a person who doesn't like wearing scarves wears someone else's scarf in lukewarm weather, we can suspect him..."
"Want to cover up something," the assistant responded quickly.
The paparazzi turned back and gave him an admiring look, "I dare to make a guarantee, it's definitely a hickey."
The assistant pushed aside the crowd and began to squeeze in, "It may also be a scar."
"No matter what it is, it's enough to write a front page, are you ready?"
The assistant held the camera high, "Are you sure you can do it?"
"It's a bit difficult, but..."
The last words of the paparazzi were annihilated in the noisy crowd. The assistant saw that the other party squeezed behind the target, and took advantage of the crowded crowd to pretend to stumble and fall on Ling Lang.
It's now! The assistant pressed the burst shutter without hesitation. This was a godsend opportunity. What news could be more exciting than a hickey on the neck of an arrogant and arrogant actor