Is your ex-boyfriend rude today?

Chapter 21 I'm Drunk

Sister Chen said: "Someone is knocking on your CP with Mr. Sikong, do you want to tell him that it wasn't our company that did it, don't try to blame us..."

"what?"

Yan Li quickly flipped through his phone, and the super chat of CP fans has come out, with a very unique name - Xili.

Suit X Yan Li!

Yan Li: ...

The comments in Chaohua are even more exciting:

"Like the big brother in suit who carried Li Li to the hospital last time when he was injured."

"Could it be love at first sight?! Holding the little man's soft waist, he couldn't bear to push it away! It's so exciting! I like it!"

"I saw a blurry silhouette, the big brother in the suit looks good, I'm in this CP!"

……

Sikong Shui, as the father of the big donor, was rumored in the industry to be very irritable and unreasonable, and few people had the guts to pull him into the hype.

Especially after Feng Yuanzheng last time, one counted as the other, and they all hid far away.

Sister Chen felt guilty: "No matter how much Mr. Sikong likes you, he probably won't agree to this kind of hype?" What's more, there is a big brother Yan who suppresses it. There are fierce tigers in front and chasing soldiers in the rear.

Sister Chen felt like Monkey King being pressed down by two Five Finger Mountains.

Yan Li reassured: "He doesn't mind." According to his recent behavior, after seeing it, he might be so happy that he can give money to the CP support club.

Sister Chen calculated the assets and status of Brother Yan's company: "Okay, if you have any problems, tell me, and I will let the company spend money to control it."

It wasn't long for Mr. Xing to go to the CCTV [-] show for an interview, but the two of them, as the leading actors and instructors, had a full schedule, and it was really troublesome to ask for leave from the crew. Fortunately, Mr. Xing supported Yan Li to escape.

Even to most of the day off.

After Yan Li and Mr. Xing flew back to City B, they went straight to the TV station. Sitting in the studio was a young host: "Teachers, let's rehearse first."

I checked the manuscripts in advance, and they were all common questions about popular science and opera, and there was no need for moving positions. A talk show just sits there and it's done.

Mr. Yan Li and Mr. Xing quickly brought Mai to the stage.

Director: "Get ready! Start shooting!"

The host started from the opera and talked about this movie, and the questions gradually extended from the script. Originally, this kind of performance was normal, but the content of the host's questions became more and more abnormal.

Host: "What would Mr. Yan's ideal relationship be like?"

Yan Li ran through 1 Sikong Shui in his mind.

With a smile on his face, he said: "You can't always fight against me. He will follow me in some things, and I will follow him in some things."

The host asked: "Then do you have an ideal partner now?"

"No," Yan Li complained frantically in his heart, how could he say yes to the camera, "At present, I still focus on work and don't plan to fall in love."

The host turned to Mr. Xing: "I would like to ask, as a female role, will this identity affect the actor's sexual orientation in life?"

Mr. Xing no longer had the slightest smile on his face: "Although your question is very substandard as CCTV, I still want to answer you. I don't think love will be transferred because of status, gender, status and money."

Mr. Xing turned his head to look at the director below: "Teacher, before looking for this host, you can inquire about how many programs I have recorded before."

The director kept begging for mercy: "I'll tell him right now, this won't happen in the future."

Yan Li hurriedly passed the steps to Mr. Xing: "Sir, why don't we go to the backstage to rest for a while, and come back after they deal with it."

Mr. Xing took the steps: "Director, call me later."

I don't know how the director arranged it. When he came on stage, the host had already been replaced by a gentle lady. Chatting with her was relaxed and comfortable, and even Mr. Xing showed a bit of comfort.

After the recording, he smiled and shook hands with the host.

After stepping off the stage, Yan Li asked: "Sir, do you want to go back to the practice room later? Do you need me to drive you?"

Mr. Xing said: "Someone is coming to pick me up, you can go by yourself."

"Okay." When Yan Li walked to the underground parking lot, he saw a young man walking towards Mr. Xing with a bouquet of flowers, as if he had seen him in the practice room.

Mr. Xing hurried forward to hug this person, the joy on his face was something Yan Li had never seen before.

Yan Li thought, when he saw Sikong Shui, would he also unconsciously show this kind of joy?

No one saw it. The host who had just been replaced was also in the parking lot. He was humiliated in public. Now that he saw the two of them, he became even more furious. He took out his mobile phone and called a familiar marketing account.

His abacus was pounding loudly, and Mr. Xing couldn't hold it anymore. A starlet like Yan Li who relies on fans for a living is not doing it casually.

In the evening, when the most people swiped Weibo, the 40W queen sent a message:

Xing Wen Te Zhuan V: It is said that Xiao Xianrou, surnamed Yan, is playing a big role in the CCTV recording hall today, and it is probably going to be cold.

"I'm already on the number one. I'm very skeptical about this news. In the past, the character design has always been humble and independent. How could it be possible to turn against the show crew for no reason."

"I have known for a long time that this person has no good results. He is usually extremely proud. He is obviously just a boy from the slums."

"This is not an official announcement, please don't look at me."

"Fans, please believe in my brother's character. We are waiting for the official announcement. If there is a mistake, we will definitely admit it. If there is no mistake, we should not take it arbitrarily."

"The staff on the other side of the scene came out to speak, and the marketing account has no conscience in spreading rumors!"

"1 retweets for spreading rumors, 200 retweets for dispelling rumors!"

……

The host was very satisfied with this wave of attacks, and he had already been greeted, and none of the marketing accounts he was familiar with would accept Yan Li's clarification and propaganda.

But in fact, it didn't affect Yan Li's mood at all.

When I saw the news, I even wanted to laugh a little. Did I hide my identity too deeply, otherwise, why would many people think that he is a soft persimmon that is easy to handle.

Before Sister Chen contacted, Mr. Xing did come first:

[Mr. Xing: Don't worry about things on the Internet. The program team will come out with an official announcement in a short time. They won't be able to bully you with me. 】

【Yan Li: [cute] Thank you, Mr. Xing~】

"Sir," a voice from the security gate came from the intercom at hand, "Mr. Sikong is at the gate and wants to see you."

Sikong Shui?

Yan Li turned on the video microphone: "What is he doing here?"

The security guard held Sikong Shui and pointed at the camera: "He said that he has something to talk to you face to face, and this gentleman seems to be drunk. If the young master doesn't see you, we'll take a taxi and send him back."

"Forget it..." It seemed inhumane to throw someone back alone when he was drunk, Yan Li let him go, "Bring him in."

Fearing that he would be drunk and do something earth-shattering after entering the house, Yan Li asked the aunts to go back to the room to rest and not to come out for the time being, and ran a pot of hangover tea in the kitchen by himself.

Not long after, Sikong Shui appeared at the door, his shirt, which had been neatly tied up all the time, had two buttons undone, and he kicked his shoes very consciously when he entered the door.

Yan Li took him from the security guard: "How come you drink like this."

Sikong Shui held Yan Li and didn't let go, didn't say a word, just stared at him steadfastly.

Yan Li slapped him on the face: "Stupid? Can you still leave? I can't carry you."

Sikong Shui suddenly nestled on his shoulder: "I'm going to my room to sleep."

"Let's go, let's go," Yan Li pulled him in, "Could it be possible that I can still throw you in the living room?"

"To the master's room," Sikong Shui added, "to your room."

Yan Li: "Are you not afraid that I will throw you on the street now?"

Sikong Shui suddenly bit his ear: "I won't let go, let's see how you throw it?"

Yan Li: ...

Forget it, drunk people can't reason with him.

Besides, I don't want to be disfigured for the time being.

Yan Li carried Sikong Shui up to the second floor with difficulty, and drank a large cup of hangover tea before he had time to sit on the bed and take a rest.

Originally, he wanted to wash a towel to wipe his face, but he didn't expect to be pulled down on the bed the moment he stood up.

"Hey!"

Sikong Shui hugged her up: "You lied to me, this is not your room."

Yan Li imagined that a hand knife knocked him out in an ancient costume drama, but he is not a hero and does not know martial arts, and he can't even break Sikong Shui's fingers: "Open your eyes and see, this is of course my room!"

"Then why are you leaving?"

Yan Li gave up struggling: "Bring you a towel, it's so dirty."

Sikong Shui froze for a moment: "I'll go by myself later, I have something to tell you now."

Seeing that he was suddenly serious, Yan Li was also misled by him: "What did you say?"

Sikong Shui looked at him: "Are you not going to like me anymore?"

Yan Li touched his head: "Have you burnt out your brain?"

Sikong Shui pinched his chin and turned his head away, not letting him look at him: "I watched the video of your interview today, and I didn't match your ideal person at all. It wasn't like this in the past. Didn't you grow up? Don't like me anymore?"

Yan Li was speechless: "Can you believe the interview?"

Sikong Shui pressed his forehead against his back: "Then you still like me, don't you? Then I'll move here tonight, and we can slowly develop our relationship."

Yan Li said casually: "Okay, okay, we'll talk about it when you wake up."

Sikong Shui sat up energetically all of a sudden: "I just came back from a business trip, and I brought all my luggage. It's at the security guard's place. I'll have someone bring it over now."

With clear logic and clear speech, no matter how stupid Yan Li is, he can tell that this is not drunk at all.

Yan Li slapped him: "You did it on purpose! I just said how could you get drunk so easily!"

Sikong Shui pretended to be dead and did not speak.

At this moment, Yan Li's adrenaline surged, he threw Sikong Shui onto the soft carpet with a back fall, and went to the bathroom by himself: "Since you don't want to wash your face, then you can sleep on the floor, don't dirty my bed."

Yan Li was in a daze, never would have thought that Sikong Shui would be so thick-skinned before, he opened the door to face this liar after washing his face and calming down.

Sikong Shui continued to lie on the ground pretending to be dead, Yan Li kicked his feet: "You are still pretending, then you can sleep on the floor tonight."