Ling Lang only felt an impulse coming from behind, and the unbalanced daredevil grabbed the first thing he could touch as a life-saving straw and then yanked it hard.
Got it! As soon as these three words came out of the paparazzi's mind, they were dragged back by the huge pulling force behind him. The two security guards clamped his arms and pulled him off Ling Lang's body. They were still holding Feng Hao tightly in their hands. scarf.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The paparazzi read the lines he had prepared for a long time, stabilized his body, looked up, and the last one choked to his mouth.
Ling Lang was standing there, turning his head to stare at him indifferently, although the difference in height was not big, it gave him the illusion of being aloof. He had followed this man countless times by hiding in the dark. This was the first time that the two of them met each other's eyes. The pressure on him made him shudder uncontrollably.
Under the man's scarf, a turtleneck sweater wrapped his neck tightly, making it impossible for anyone to look into it.
"Are you all right?" A voice called back the dazed paparazzi, only then did he find Feng Hao asking him with a concerned smile.
Seeing him shaking his head dumbly, Feng Hao smiled again and warned, "Be careful."
The paparazzi had no choice but to nod again, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Feng Hao's scarf was still in his hands, and he hurriedly handed it back to him.
Feng Hao was taken aback by this action, but he quickly took it and surrounded Ling Lang with his own hands. For the media who have been hungry all morning, this is simply official candy, and I wish I could get the camera closer.
Feng Hao neatly arranged the scarf for Ling Lang in front of everyone, and turned his attention to the paparazzi again.
"It turns out that you are from Hushuo Entertainment News," Feng Hao said softly after seeing the paparazzi's badge. Obviously, the smile did not change, but the paparazzi's eyes from behind the sunglasses suddenly changed. Sharp illusion.
"Your news agency's ability to capture news is very sensitive, it's good, work hard," Feng Hao pressed the paparazzi's shoulder twice in approval, then turned around, ignoring any reporter's questions, and went straight to the nanny who was waiting outside the door. The car walked away, Ling Lang followed him half a step behind, everything that happened just now seemed to have never happened at all.
The car started slowly amid the crowd, and after driving a few dozen meters, Feng Hao squeezed the hand of the person beside him.
He leaned over and said in Ling Lang's ear in a voice that no one else could hear, "It's said that a sweater is enough, you have to add one more, you want to cover it up."
Ling Lang pursed his lips slightly pale, turned over the other's palm and wrote in his palm: Stop playing.
Feng Hao smiled and sat down, "Okay, I'll listen to you this time."
The manager sitting across from them had a panoramic view of all this, and endured the internal injury without complaining. One of them was blind and the other was dumb.
"It's over, it's over, it's over," the assistant kept saying these words after the nanny car left.
The paparazzi's face is not very good. With his intelligence and intelligence, he can do a good job in this industry. He can easily catch any news he wants. The scandal between Feng Hao and Ling Lang is his first exposure every time, and this is his head. Experience the taste of defeat once.
The assistant was still babbling unconsciously, "Feng Hao remembers you, he must know that you reported all those reports before, you reported so much privacy, and today you are robbing others of their scarves... robbing Ling Lang's scarf. Return it to Feng Hao, fools can see that you did it on purpose, you're done, you're done, you're done..."
"Shut up," the paparazzi said viciously, and the assistant immediately pursed his mouth into a line.
"excuse me… "
As soon as the assistant's voice fell, a female voice sounded weakly. Only then did the two realize that there was another person beside her. A huge scarf was wrapped around her head, covering her entire face, revealing only a pair of Eye.
Just listen to her continue, "I just heard that you are the reporters of Hushuo Entertainment News, right?"
The two looked at each other suspiciously, then turned around and nodded to the woman in front of them.
The woman's hand was tightly clutching the scarf hanging on her chest, as if she was very nervous. "I expected to report it." She paused, seeing that the two of them didn't respond much to her words, and added, "It's about The two who just left."
"Ah, but speaking of Hushuo Entertainment News, it's really amazing," the assistant sitting in the co-pilot said while flipping through her newspaper clippings, "the first scandal between Ling Lang and Feng Hao was exposed by them. , As for the follow-up reports, it is simply the history of the relationship between the two people."
The agent could not wait to knock her on the head with a newspaper clipping, "History of relationship, history of relationship, why don't you go to the history of history?"
"Also," the assistant took out a copy from a large stack of newspapers under his feet. "This time they are back, and many media have made warm-up topics, but the one belonging to Lake Entertainment is the most interesting."
Feng Hao became interested when he heard the words, "Lend me to take a look."
The agent clapped his hand away, "The newspaper is so small, don't have eyes?"
"It's okay, I'll read it to you," the assistant spread out the newspaper generously, found the page, and began to read the title, "When a dog star meets a cat, a love across races!"
As soon as the agent heard the title, he was blacked out, "What kind of mess is this, what kind of animal fights?"
"Can't you not interrupt and listen to me honestly?"
"What is there to read about the three vulgar articles published in this third-rate tabloid?"
Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, Feng Hao interrupted quickly, "I'm also curious about what the cats and dogs mean?"
"This," the assistant quickly swept to the row, "Ling Lang, who is known as the Iceberg Movie King, is undoubtedly a typical representative of cat males. Deliberately try to please someone. Cat males are very proud, and they will not hide this pride. Many times they stray from the crowd, creating an illusion of loneliness, but in fact noble cats are disdainful In the company of ordinary people like you."
Feng Hao was overjoyed, "What about the dog breed?"
"On the contrary, the canine male is bright, cheerful, approachable, and easy to mingle with people, just like Feng Hao, from the highly respected senior to the obscure pawn, as long as the people who have come into contact with him will appreciate him. Plus. Canine males are serious, brave, not afraid of setbacks, and are very loyal to their feelings. Once they identify someone, they will never let go easily."
Feng Hao approached Ling Lang with a smile, "The last sentence is true."
The assistant continued, "In reality, cats and dogs are like coming from two planets, and it is difficult to live in harmony, but once you accept this setting, you will feel that the two people match unexpectedly."
"The dog likes to go in, and the cat likes to retreat. The arrogant cat jumped to the tree, and the patient dog will always stay under the tree and wait for him to come down. During the day, the cat jumps, and the cat is afraid of the cold at night. Will still take the initiative to run to Wang Xingren's arms to sleep... "
After reading this, the assistant giggled, "This must have been written by some rotten girl."
"The last sentence is also true," Feng Hao whispered in a teasing tone. Ling Lang, the only person in the car who could hear him, unexpectedly gave him a proud look.
"Ling Lang and Feng Hao, the pairing of cats and dogs, at first also made people feel very inconsistent. The scandal between the two broke out on the first day of the new year, and public opinion came to them with an attitude of disbelief, optimism, and joint hype. look at this."
"However, with the passage of time, two public figures of the same sex, under enormous social pressure, went hand in hand and never gave up. Until Feng Hao was accidentally injured while filming, Ling Lang announced that he would retire indefinitely. People's MV, we calm down and re-examine the feelings of these two people, and then accept them and bless them."
As the assistant said Bai Bai, the car gradually became quiet, and even the manager stopped talking, only the engine echoed her voice in the car, "Thinking now, icebergs can't freeze the sun, but only Sunlight can melt icebergs, so two people who are completely different in every way may be the perfect match in the world."
There was silence in the car for a moment, and the assistant tutted vigorously, "This editor wrote so well, I want to give him 32 likes!"
The agent also resumed his usual sneering and sarcastic, "It's nice to say it now, and the newspaper did not drop the negative news that was chasing the shadows."
"The media that doesn't see the wind is not a good media," the assistant turned to the next page, "Look, there is also a page of readers' votes here."
"What vote?"
"Last year, Lake Entertainment conducted an opinion poll on the two of them, and this year, they conducted another one. Now I compare the results. This is from last year, um..."
The assistant hesitated for a while and sorted out the survey results. "Thirty percent of readers think that these two people together are newcomers to the actor's unspoken rules."
"Hmph," the agent snorted out of his nose.
The assistant ignored him, "Thirty percent of the readers think that it is the newcomer who takes advantage of the actor to become the best actor."
"Haha," Feng Hao laughed this time, "What about 40%?"
"There are also 40% of readers who believe that while the newcomer is the unspoken rule of the actor, the newcomer relies on the actor to ascend to the top."
Feng Hao was so happy that he almost fell on Ling Lang, and the manager was so angry that his cheeks were bulging, "This kind of newspaper should have closed down last year."
"Then there are the results of this year's survey, 5% of people believe that homosexuality is a hindrance to the development of the human race, and 5% think that the relationship in the entertainment industry is not credible. 5% of people said that they are playing soy sauce, It has nothing to do with me, and 5% of those who voted are... Actor Marry me? What option is this?"
Feng Hao looked like he was facing a great enemy, "There are more rivals in love than I thought."
"As for the remaining 80 percent, cough," the assistant said after clearing his throat, "I voted, let them go, they are true love."
Feng Hao's drowned eyes fell on Ling Lang's cheeks again. Ling Lang wanted to raise his hand to loosen the collar on his neck, but he was afraid that the manager on the other side would see the clue. It must be because the collar was too tight, which made it difficult for him to breathe. He snorted inexplicably from his nose again, but the driver, who had never spoken, opened his mouth.
"This vote was held last month, and the broker also voted."
"What?" the assistant exclaimed.
"How could you peek at my vote!" This time it was the agent.
"Because you bought 100 newspapers and came back to fill out the questionnaire, it's hard not to see it," the driver explained honestly.
"Oh~~" The assistant suddenly realized, "He must have voted for homosexuality to hinder human development, right?"
"Don't say it!" the broker shouted in exasperation.
"No," the driver paused, "he voted for the actor to marry me."
"… "
Under the terrifying eyes of everyone and the strong defense of the agent, the nanny car arrived at the afternoon destination - Hushuo Film Academy. Today is the drama festival of Huying's 50th anniversary celebration. Ling Lang, who graduated here, is also there. Invited to the school celebration.
The person who received Ling Lang was the director of Ling Lang Academy at the beginning, and now he is the dean of the academy. Ling Lang was his favorite student, and he was very excited to meet him again after a few years.
"You won't come back to see me if you become famous and famous," the dean said half-commenting and half-joking when he saw Ling Lang.
"I'm sorry," Ling Lang naturally restrained a lot of arrogance in front of his teacher, "I'm really too busy with work, so I can't take time out."
The dean hugged him warmly and exchanged a few words, only to find Feng Hao who was waiting with his hands down not far away.
"Oh, it's you," the dean said happily.
Seeing this, Feng Hao quickly stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Teacher."
Ling Lang was taken aback, "You know each other?"
"Yes, Feng Hao is your junior, two years younger than you," said the dean, and slapped Feng Hao on the back, "now he's also a big star."
"Don't dare," Feng Hao said humbly. Ling Lang only knew that the other party was in the same school as him, but only today did he realize that he was actually a senior brother in an academy.
The dean looked to the left and to the right. All of them were young and promising, and they sighed with a sigh of relief. "Both of you are extremely talented students. Xiaoling has made a name for himself when he was in school, Feng Hao... If it wasn't for the suspension of school in the middle of the junior year, he would be considered one of the best in that class of graduates."
Ling Lang looked at Feng Hao with a little more surprise, but Feng Hao lowered his eyebrows and quietly waited for the dean to come out of his memory, as if nothing had happened.
"When you suddenly asked to suspend your studies, I couldn't bear it no matter what, but you didn't listen to your persuasion and decided to leave. Every time I look back on it over the years, it's the biggest regret of my life that I didn't force you to graduate."
The dean recalled the past, and finally sighed deeply, "But now that you have all made a name for yourself, I am very pleased."