Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

It was not too late to come out from the TV station after recording the program. The audience who left the show and some fans who heard the news were waiting for them at the door of the TV station.

It was a bit windy at night, bodyguards in black cleared the way on both sides, supported Jianuo arm in arm, and wanted to say something to him, but in the end they didn't say anything, only gently squeezed his hand.

Jianuo's hands were very cold, and his slender fingers were so thin that only a handful of bones remained, holding them as if they were holding some kind of bird's claws.

She felt a little sour, remembering what Shen Mei said to them during the intermission.

The maverick yet sassy and bright woman with hair so short that her scalp could be seen stood in front of them in bright silver stilettos that were more than ten centimeters in height. Every detail of her body was impeccable, like a female warrior ready to go to war at any time. .

Holding a slender lady's cigarette with a golden imprint in one hand, she skillfully exhaled a few perfect eye circles before she spoke, "Listen, kid, I know you're not happy to hear that you can't see." She stretched out her hand Stopped Wan Wan who was half-opening his mouth and wanted to speak, "But those words, we will tell you clearly today, it is much better than you have to deal with those people's hypocritical, hesitant and half-covered questions in the future After what I did today, the audience will automatically stand by your side and stop other people from asking. There is still a long way to go, and short-term pain is worse than long-term pain.”

At that time, Jiang Yun was completely different from Jiang Yun who was aggressive on the stage and wanted to nail them to the trial stage with every question.

Her pupils behind the long false eyelashes are full of boredom and exhaustion.

After saying those two sentences, she didn't care about their reactions, she patted Jianuo's shoulder with her backhand, and returned to the center of the stage.

In the following programs, she is still proud and fierce, and every movement has a deliberate and contrived attitude that is difficult to detect in front of the camera but must be possessed.

She is radiant and has a strong aura, as if she was born with an aura that attracts everyone's attention.

It seemed that the loneliness and exhaustion at that moment were just their illusions.

Wan Wan is not a naive little girl full of unrealistic fantasies, she understands how brilliant she is in front of the camera, and how unknown behind the scenes, the choice and forbearance in the entertainment industry will only be more cruel than what they see .

But it wasn't until that moment that she really felt that this road would not be as easy as she imagined.

Moreover, once the bow is fired, there will be no turning back.

Su Jianuo seemed to know the hesitation in her heart, and gently squeezed her back with his cold fingers, bending his eyebrows and smiling.

Jianuo's smile is still as fresh as summer flowers, and as fresh as grass.

"Banghuang, you see, you see that there is a big leaves!" Ji Mo suddenly lay on her ears and shouted, shaking her shoulder's hand hard and swaying in the sad spring of her heart.

She had no choice but to look up at the "big leaf" he said while shaking like a lunatic who had been electrocuted. It turned out that it was a pattern of fans wearing long T-shirts under the steps, and the outermost circle was matcha green. The shape of the leaf, there is a row of ginger-yellow veins in the middle, and the strange leaves with red on the left and black on the right.

The strange "big leaf" saw them walking down the steps, and immediately stood up, turning into a round and plump "tea leaf". The "tea leaf" shouted, "Jiangling Jimo, Nuonuo!" Eddie, we love you so much! Music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops are not as good as 'tea', not as good as 'tea'!"

In the silent late night, those children wore the thin team uniforms they made, and waited for a long time in the cold wind of early spring, chanting ridiculous slogans over and over in their hearts, just to be able to call out their idols at the first time name.

They are so naive, so crazy, like a momentary flame across the sky, with a kind of desperate enthusiasm.

They would rather fall, but also use that moment of light to illuminate the way forward for their loved ones.