Entertainment: I treat you as my sister, but you want to pick on me?

Yanjing, the promotional scene of the movie "Battle of Double Dragons".

The director, many movie kings and queens smiled at the camera, and standing in the C position was Dongsheng's newcomer, Yao Guanghao, the leading actor of "Battle of Double Dragons".

Wearing a suit, Yao Guanghao stood straight on the spot, answered the reporter's interview with a smile, and his words and deeds were polite, which made it easy for people to like him, but there was an imperceptible tiredness on his face.

Fans signed autographs and took a group photo. Yao Guanghao was very patient, listening to the fans and then answered with high EQ. There were bursts of applause from the scene.

"It's so perfect, how can there be such a perfect person in the world!"

"Handsome, with a high EQ, elegant in conversation, and good temperament, who doesn't love such a high-quality idol!"

"Recently, the anxiety of taking the postgraduate entrance examination has died. He just comforted me not to be nervous and asked me to cheer up. He is really gentle."

The publicity site is held in the hotel, and the second floor is the staff rest area.

The moment Yao Guanghao went to the elevator, his smile instantly turned into indifference, pain and anxiety.

The manager watched Yao Guanghao crouching in the corner and scratching his hair expressionlessly.

"I can't take it, I really can't take it!"

Yao Guanghao cried and said.

Manager He Zhili remained indifferent.

"This is the path you chose." He Zhili said.

"not like this."

Yao Guanghao raised his head.

"Now I'm like a marionette that you can control, a puppet, without any privacy!" Yao Guanghao was emotional.

"This is the path you chose."

He Zhili repeated again.

A year ago, as a trainee, Yao Guanghao's evaluation was all S, and he successfully entered Mu Qingya's field of vision.

Mu Qingya decided to support Yao Guanghao and make him the second Jiang Yan.

Yao Guanghao was very excited, but he didn't expect the nightmare to be born from then on.

After confirming Yao Guanghao, he practiced music in the morning, practiced acting in the afternoon, and worked out in the evening.

Although he was very tired, Yao Guanghao didn't feel that there was anything, on the contrary, he felt that he was very fulfilled.

But suddenly one day, He Zhili, the manager in charge of him, said, I want to check your phone from today, and Yao Guanghao realized something was wrong.

He didn't have any privacy, and he had to ask He Zhili for everything, even if it was going to the toilet.

This made Yao Guanghao miserable. He had to strictly follow He Zhili's request, like a puppet without a soul.

"I'm acting every day, you know, every minute is painful for me, you know?"

"I take sleeping pills while I sleep, I lose my hair, me me."

"I want to die, but I dare not."

Yao Guanghao said, but the answer to him was always just that sentence.

"This is the path you chose."

Yao Guanghao sat slumped in the elevator, decadent, confused, and at a loss.

"I want to release a new song, a song written by myself." Yao Guanghao looked at his manager pleadingly.

"No, the company has arranged for you a song written by a gold medal lyricist."

He Zhili looked at Yao Guanghao.

"You have no right to choose!"

"Do you want to go to my house for dinner? It's okay. Even if you refuse, my mother won't say anything. I won't force you to do anything."

Jiang Yan looked at Xi Youle who was shoveling cat litter. Xi Youle was very skillful, holding a garbage bag, scooped up the poop and put it into the garbage bag, then quickly tied it up and threw it into the trash can.

"Okay, I really like to eat the food cooked by Auntie." Xi Youle said softly.

"Just want to buy some gifts for my aunt and uncle?"

"You just go."

Jiang Yan said with a smile, naturally hugging Xi Youle's waist.

"It's not appropriate." Xi Youle blushed every day, lying obediently in Jiang Yan's arms.

At this time, she is already a leader among first-line singers, and has the qualifications to hit the queen.

Unlike Jiang Luoli, who is both a first-line singer and an actor, taking a double-blossom route, Xi Youle focuses on her career as a singer.

From last year to now, Xi Youle has hardly had a break, and Jiang Yan has devoted a lot of entertainment resources to her, including Xitian Entertainment.

In one and a half years, five albums were released, with a total of 45 songs, all of which were written by gold medal lyricists.

Xi Youle has the right to choose, so she chose to rest from July to October, and then go to work.

"Appropriate." Jiang Yan played with Xi Youle's soft long hair.

"Where's Sister Luo Li, is she here tonight?"

Xi Youle asked.

"She's filming in Hengdian."

"Sister Luo Li worked very hard, no wonder she became a first-line artist." Xi Youle said softly.

There are very few double first-line artists, and Jiang Luoli has become a first-line actor after filming "The Richest Man in Xihong City", "Kung Fu", "Tuner" and many other movies.

It caused a sensation in an instant. After all, there have been no double first-line artists for many years.

Knowing that Jiang Luoli is not here tonight, Xi Youle suggested that Feng Lingyu should go too.

"Uncles and aunts seem to like Lingyu more than me, and if Lingyu goes, even if I don't speak, she can liven up the atmosphere."

Small green tea?
Jiang Yan thought that tonight was messed up enough, but his mother not only asked him to call Xi Youle, but also called Xuan Yiran over.

More importantly, my mother said last night that she would give Xi Youle the bracelet that grandma had passed to her, which was equivalent to tacitly acquiescing that Xi Youle was her daughter-in-law.

At that time, if there is another little green tea, will I be able to control the situation?

But after thinking about it, Little Green Tea has a high emotional intelligence, especially my mother, who likes Little Green Tea very much.

"I'll call later to see if she's available."

Jiang Yan said.

"Hmm, I want to buy something for my aunt and uncle."

With Jiang Yan's permission, Xi Youle was visibly happy.

Jiang Luoli's best friend is Xuan Yiran, and her best best friend is Feng Lingyu.

"Have a meal?"

At Tianxing Publishing House, Xuan Yiran received a call from Mother Jiang.

"Okay, I haven't eaten Aunt Wang's food for a long time. I want to eat stewed radish with salted fish and braised prawns in oil."

Xuan Yiran said.

She often went to Jiang Yan's house for dinner, and it was the same with Jiang Yan and Jiang Luoli when they were young.

As he got older, Jiang Yan went less often, while Jiang Luoli went to Xuan Yiran's house if he had something to do.

Xuan Yiran didn't have much doubt about Jiang's mother's invitation to dinner, and thought it was normal.

"correct."

Before Xuan Yiran finished speaking, Mother Jiang hung up the phone.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and I'm preparing the ingredients to start cooking.

"Ask Luo Li."

Xuan Yiran thought.

"My mother told you to go home, but I'm not at home." Jiang Luoli on the other end of the phone was puzzled.

"Ah, I thought you were at home, so I won't go."

Xuan Yiran suddenly lost interest.

"What day is it today? Mom cooks so many dishes. It's not my birthday, nor is it Jiang Yan's birthday." Jiang Luoli read aloud.

"Go, I don't have a night show at night. If there is no traffic jam, I will get home in two hours."

Jiang Luoli said.

"Okay, see you that night." Xuan Yiran said.

"Don't forget to wear black silk, we sleep together at night."

"Go away, pervert!"

Xuan Yiran rolled her eyes and hung up the phone.