Can't fly

Chapter 28 Tears Are Bitter

Liu Shanni was in charge of the new studio, but it was obvious that she was overqualified as Fang Fei's manager. In the end, Tang Ao, a well-known artist manager in the industry, assumed this role.

Tang Ao's name is masculine, and she is an out-and-out career-oriented strong woman.In the early years, he worked on advertising creativity and planning. He only transformed into an artist agent when he was 30 years old, and he has won many well-known actors.She is still unmarried, single with a child, and Liu Shanni is a boudoir friend, so she will help her with this favor.

The online scolding war is still escalating, and the studio's legal staff began to collect evidence.But Tang Ao only told Fang Fei not to worry, the work is the last word, and when he has a reputation, these leftovers are not worth mentioning.

Min Hongmian finally calmed down, and the number of NGs in the next filming was significantly reduced, and the progress was smoothly pushed forward.

It seems that everything is reversed, even the weather in Yeyang is getting clearer and clearer.

Just when Fang Fei was able to devote himself fully to filming again, at the end of January, one night before the Spring Festival, Fu Yicheng suddenly sent him a video.

The title is quite plain, but at a glance, it is Xia Huai's holiday vlog.

Fang Fei was at a loss.

He didn't really want to see anything about Xia Huai now, but he felt that Fu Yicheng knew that the two of them broke up badly, so he wouldn't post anything about Xia Huai for no reason, so he still clicked on it.

Within a minute, he sat up abruptly and took several deep breaths, endured and endured, and finally grabbed his cell phone and made a call.

"The number you dialed is busy, please wait..."

"The number you dialed is active..."

"The number you dialed is switched off."

Fang Fei stared at the screen of the phone without blinking, and it automatically turned off, and the sound of heavy breathing in the darkness couldn't suppress the fire.Press the light again, and only after clicking into WeChat did he realize that he had dragged Xia Huai into the blacklist.

After releasing it and trying to send a message, Fang Fei was surprised that Xia Huai hadn't deleted herself yet.

"Pick up the phone and talk."

He has always been concise and concise on WeChat, waiting for an answer after sending it.

On the other side, Fu Yicheng, who tipped off the news, couldn't sit still. He couldn't see Fang Fei's reply for a long time, and asked in a hurry: "What's wrong with Xia Huai? Why is he full of lies now? Was it ordered by your manager?" ?”

Fang Fei was silent for a long time, then typed: "He didn't lie."

Fu Yicheng: "..."

Fang Fei: "He didn't say anything."

The action of typing is accompanied by tightly clenched back molars.

The vlog is the theme of the dinner, Xia Huai is the host, and the rest of the guests are all his friends.The total length of the video was about ten minutes. In the middle of the video, there was a person—whose camera was not pointed clearly—who joked carelessly: "Xia Huai, look at Fang Fei's prosperity now, did you regret it then?"

The rest of the people followed suit, and every word they said was meaningful.

"That's right, you two had a good relationship at the time, won't he contact you now that he's gone to make a movie?"

"What is there to contact?"

"Hey, there's gossip!"

"Have you heard the news some time ago? If you want people to know, unless you do nothing about it—"

As soon as the last sentence in the screen fell, Xia Huai's flawless smile froze for a moment after hearing this sentence, and quickly said "Don't talk nonsense", and then cut the camera in a panic.

Others alluded to the fact that he had talked with Xia Huai, or simply that they were "roommates" who used to live together, but Fang Fei had no way of verifying it and didn't care.What made him furious was that Xia Huai must have intentionally put this material in the final vlog, and posted it on Weibo to spread the word.

Isn't it because of the sentence, "If you want others to know, you can't do it yourself"?

Tang Ao's public relations style has always been to sneak into the village and shoot guns. During this period of time, it has begun to bear fruit. The popularity of negative news is gradually fading, and the marketing accounts that spread rumors have basically deleted their blogs.Except for some extreme fans of Min Hongmian who are still making a fuss about the "deleted draft", basically no one has mentioned it.

What Xia Huai said will undoubtedly bring back the gradually fading "gold master theory" back into the public eye.

Since Xia Huai finally became popular in a certain dance variety show last year, he has tried his best to produce works, accept commercials, and record shows continuously. The possibility of returning to the quagmire - so the image is very positive, and the popularity of passers-by is good. He is a real rising idol.

The clues in this vlog were quickly deciphered. Some people were so angry that they brought up the deletion of the draft again, and said that they were all "covering their mouths", "it is absolutely true", "maybe they have a bigger financial backer now ".

Fang Fei took out his mobile phone and called Xia Huai again.

This time Xia Huai picked it up with an unusually calm voice: "Are you willing to release me from the blacklist?"

"What do you want to do?"

Hearing this, Xia Huai laughed twice: "What did I do? I didn't say what I said. If you think the influence is not good, then I will cut it off, or just delete Weibo... Oh, but it seems a bit late now , delete it even more to conceal it.”

There was no light in the room, and the feeling of slightly hot eyes was extremely clear.

Fang Fei seemed to laugh when he heard himself: "Is it interesting?"

"What?" Xia Huai's voice suddenly became louder, "Clarify it if you have the ability, say that I am lying, that I am spreading rumors! Or simply tell them that I am your ex trying to smear you, go!...Fang Fei Are you willing? It’s hard to reunite with your Yang Dao, and you’re proud of the spring breeze, don’t you dare?!”

Fang Fei gradually calmed down, and said lightly: "I don't care, but you shouldn't think so, big star."

The back cover of the phone started to heat up, and the person on the other side took a few heavy breaths before saying: "Don't threaten me. You just look at me from the commanding heights because I have no way out... You don't care? Do you believe this? "

The words on the phone made him extremely unfamiliar, and Fang Fei was speechless for a while.

Xia Huai: "Don't make it look like you've become a perfect victim, anyone will harm you... Will you be afraid of me saying things you haven't done? Yes, you have never served Liu Chengjin, but what does that matter? We When you were still together, you hooked up with Yang Yuanyi, cheating is a fact! What is there now..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Fang Fei denied sharply, "Xia Huai, I have never cheated on you! Because you broke up after talking about it, you didn't answer the phone calls or send messages—"

"When did I really think about breaking up with you, Fang Fei! I liked you so much at the time, and I'm staying with you!"

As soon as this remark came out, the time on both sides seemed to be paused at the same time.

Light flickered through loose window slits, cars passed by, and the silent street swayed.Walls crumble, stones fall, trees and dirt rise, and suddenly the world is in chaos.

Fang Fei couldn't say anything.

He didn't want to hear Xia Huai's truth after a few years. In the past several times of probing, asking, and even quarreling, Fang Fei had been tortured to the point of exhaustion.

No matter how precious something is late, it is already out of date, so it is not worth regretting.

Xia Huai was not in a better mood than him. He held it in for too long, and blurted out on impulse, and then he didn't hide it: "You were selected by Chu Yin, and I am really happy for you. I also thought that we can sign with the same agent to take care of each other. But After you joined the group, it was like a different person. When I went to see you, you didn’t even have a smiling face, as if I couldn’t do anything! You must be thinking, ‘Why does he always come’, ‘He wants to ruin my future’, right?"

"I do not have……"

"Would you believe it if I did the same thing?!"

"Xia Huai, you really think too much."

"Thinking too much?...Okay, Fang Fei, you treat me as a coward, and you deserve it, but if I really have no feelings for you, why would I keep you for a few years?! Have you ever thought about it! Do I like being cheap so much? I--"

"Okay." Fang Fei interrupted him resolutely, "Don't play the emotional card with me."

"Yes, you have a backer now, of course you don't like me anymore." Xia Huai paused, then resumed her mocking tone, "Fang Fei, just wait, we're not finished."

After saying that, he couldn't help but hang up, as if it would show his flaws in a second.

The busy tone echoed in the room, and Fang Fei pressed it off.

This was nothing compared to their previous quarrels, but Fang Fei was exhausted and had difficulty breathing. He never expected that Xia Huai would tell the truth when he least wanted to hear it.

The back of his hand suddenly felt cold, Fang Fei raised his hand and touched the water marks on his face.

After knocking on the door for the third time, Yang Yuanyi lost his patience.

10 minutes ago, Liu Shanni sent him a video, asking him, "Is this Fang Fei's ex-boyfriend?"Yang Yuanyi actually couldn't remember whether the person's surname was Xia or Dong, so he interrupted his work patiently and told Liu Shanni, "You handle it."

Liu Shanni came up with a plan: "Let Tang Ao communicate and delete the blog?"

"Minimize the impact." Yang Yuanyi paused while speaking, and then said, "The filming is at a critical stage, and I don't want to have to explain these messy things by then."

Liu Shanni replied "Understood", and woke up Tang Ao to hold an emergency meeting to prepare a public relations plan.

It should have ended here, but Yang Yuanyi sat and watched for a while, unable to concentrate because of inexplicable anxiety.He glanced at the time, only put on a coat over the T-shirt, and went out to Fang Fei's residence.

After the filming got better, Yang Yuanyi didn't spend much time with Fang Fei. This time he went there late at night, and he couldn't describe why he was so anxious—it was obvious that Fang Fei was not such a fragile person.

But there was no answer when he knocked on the door, Yang Yuanyi frowned and felt something was wrong, so he took out the key from his coat pocket.

When the anti-theft door was opened, the sound was not loud, and the darkness inside quickly swallowed his shadow.Yang Yuan wanted to call Fang Fei first, then stopped, and walked lightly to the bedroom.

The door was ajar, without a glimmer of light, Yang Yuanyi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he laughed at himself: he seemed to be an old father who was worried about the child's nightmare in the middle of the night and ran to take a look to feel relieved.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the stubborn sharpness in his character realized something was wrong at this moment, Yang Yuanyi stopped, and stood quietly for a long time to distinguish the sound of a slightly blocked inhalation in the air.

Fang Fei didn't have a cold.

So did you still see...?

Who sent it to him?

Yang Yuanyi was suddenly annoyed and angry. He couldn't tell which was more worried about the movie or Fang Fei, but he must have both.

He turned his back to cover the light of the phone, and sent a message to Jingcheng.

"Work will be closed tomorrow."

Jingcheng immediately responded with a series of:? ? ? ? ?

Yang Yuanyi ignored him, stretched out his hand, and pushed open the door.

When the wooden door rubbed against the ground, the sound was drawn out like an ugly cry, hoarse and mocking, his eyes adapted to the darkness, Yang Yuanyi saw Fang Fei wrapped himself in a cocoon, hoping to turn the duvet into a hard protective shell, and did not look up.

"A Fei." He called out, "Are you asleep?"

Fang Fei kept silent, tucked the quilt tightly, and pretended not to know that he was coming, but the bitter and bitter feeling kept rising.

The mattress beside him sank, and then a hand stroked the raised quilt, looking for his shoulder for a long time before choosing a position, and then patted gently and rhythmically.