Superstar, No Big Deal?!

Two days have passed since the drunkenness incident, and Shan Yatong has returned to his usual busy schedule. He also heard that because of this incident, Xiao Qi even canceled his Asian tour and changed it to a national tour. The reason was to pay homage to the dead soul.

Naturally, Shan Yatong didn't believe that it was just because of a dead artist. As for the reason, he was not interested in knowing. He only sighed when he saw the empty wine cabinet occasionally.

He bought those wines with money, and the two guys never thought about making up for their economic losses.

When Lu Fan came to pick up Shan Yatong to attend Han Jing's funeral, he saw Shan Yatong sitting on the sofa in a black suit looking at the empty wine cabinet, his face tangled.

Put the spare key in his pocket, Lu Fan said, "It's late, we can go."

The two went downstairs. Lu Fan did not drive Shan Yatong’s car, but drove his own car. After getting in the car, Lu Fan looked at Shan Yatong in the back seat and said, “Ms. Liao Ran contacted me just now and said this The filming of the movie will start in advance, and tomorrow afternoon we will go to a studio in this city to take a set of makeup photos."

Shan Yatong groaned, "Tomorrow, didn't you say that it hasn't been arranged yet?"

"I heard that Miss Liao Ran wanted to shoot this movie as soon as possible, so I increased the financial income," Lu Fan hesitated for a moment. "This movie has a lot of capital investment and a special theme. The media will pay attention to it. Great, so this time will have a great impact on your future acting career. It can be said that this is the key to whether you can move to the front line."

Shan Yatong can only be regarded as a relatively popular newcomer, but he has no real status in this circle. In addition, due to the suicide of Han Jing, the autograph meeting that was originally planned to be delayed tomorrow is not a good thing.

The sky was drizzling, and the cemetery was already full of all kinds of cars. Shan Yatong put on sunglasses, took the black cloth umbrella that Lu Fan handed over, got off the car with a sad face, and kept a shutter in her ear. When the sound rang, there were some young artists pretending to be sad to accept reporters.

Shan Yatong's eyes hidden under the sunglasses walked past the little artists with irony, and politely refused to interview reporters who wanted to interview him, and stepped onto the stone steps with an umbrella.

The sound of rain hitting the cotton umbrella was dull, and Shan Yatong couldn't help but become sluggish. He looked up at the first-class stone steps, and his hand holding the umbrella handle applied a little force.

There seemed to be a greater commotion behind him, and Shan Yatong sneered. It seemed that a certain popular artist appeared. These reporters did not distinguish between occasions in order to win the news.

"Yan Qian, in the first film of your debut, Han Jing once played the role of your sister in friendship. Can you talk about your thoughts about this incident?"

"Yan Qian..."

Xia Xichuan stopped the reporters swarming up, "Sorry, Yan Qian will not be interviewed today, please forgive me."

Luo Yanqian, dressed in black, nodded slightly at the reporters. He passed the crowd of reporters and walked towards the stone steps. After two steps, he raised his umbrella and saw the young man standing on the stone steps. Just looking back, the boy was wearing sunglasses on his face. He couldn't see the boy's expression clearly, but at this moment suddenly felt that the boy seemed to have inevitable sadness.

He stepped on the stone steps and walked to the boy's side, "Ya Tong."

"Luo Yanqian, hello," Shan Yatong took off her sunglasses, revealing her cyan eye circles, with a tired expression.

Facing the alienation of Shan Yatong, Luo Yanqian felt a little lost in his heart. He glanced at the reporters and the media who kept taking pictures behind him, "Go up first."

The two walked in silence, and behind them were Xia Xichuan and Lu Fan who were equally silent. It seemed that silence was more suitable for the current atmosphere.

From a distance, I saw many people standing in a clearing halfway up the mountain. Shan Yatong took the white flowers in the hands of the funeral staff and wore them. From a distance, I saw the private relationship between the top of the Tianguan company and Han Jing. Good artist.

Xia Xichuan wanted to lead Luo Yanqian to the circle of artists belonging to the same company, but seeing him firmly following Shan Yatong, he could only sigh lowly, not knowing what to say.

Lu Fan squinted at Xia Xichuan, continued to be silent, and turned to the other direction. He was Shan Yatong's agent, not an assistant, so he had to do more than just accompany the artist to deal with trivial matters.

The funeral was very quiet. Everyone bowed thousands of times, then took off the white flowers on their chests and placed them in front of the tomb.

Shan Yatong saw Lin Yuxin's slightly trembling shoulders when he bowed, and he lowered his head to cover all emotions in his eyes.

Gradually it was Shan Yatong’s turn. He put away the umbrella and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar smile on the tombstone. His tan eyes trembled slightly, and he lowered his waist slowly, once, again, and for the last time, he closed his eyes. .

Taking off the white flower on his chest, he bent down and placed the white flower in the pile of white flowers, sighed, and said in a volume that only he could hear, "Han Jing, go well."

Standing up, walking to the side, took out his sunglasses and put on them, no one could see the emotion in his eyes.

Luo Yanqian walked to Shan Yatong's side and held up an umbrella for him. The two stood under an umbrella, suddenly giving Luo Yanqian the illusion that he was close to Shan Yatong, even though he knew it was just an illusion.

Xiao Qishen, who hurried back from the city outside the city, saw two teenagers holding an umbrella after saluting in front of the tomb. One of the teenagers carefully held an umbrella for the other. The rain slid down along the edge of the umbrella, as if holding two A teenager surrounded by a separate world.

After a slight pause, he walked to Lin Yuxin with red eyes, took out his handkerchief, "wipe it."

Lin Yuxin took the handkerchief without wiping her tears, just staring blankly at the white flowers coming in front of the tombstone.

Xiao Qishi didn't speak, but stood quietly beside her, the corner of his eye fell on the quiet Shan Yatong, and he also saw Luo Yanqian's gentle eyes looking at Shan Yatong.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Xiao Qizhi had a deep impression of Luo Yanqian. The scandals and car accidents were all involved in this person, the young master of the Luo family and the popular artist of Feiyu.

"You have been very busy recently, your face is not so good," Luo Yanqian glanced at Shan Yatong's pale face, "After work, you should take good care of your body."

Shan Yatong nodded, concealing the astonishment in his heart. It was really surprising that Luo Yanqian would say such a thing. He still remembered the arrogance of his face when he saw a teenager in the elevator for the first time. Learned to care about others.

The rain is getting heavier, and the sound of hitting the umbrella is getting denser, but it makes the world quieter.

Seeing Han Jing's parents crying almost fainted, Shan Yatong lowered his eyelids, "Really stupid." For the sake of love, abandoning everything else as nothing, such a person is really stupid.

Luo Yanqian looked at the sunglasses on the young man's face with all his eyes, he suddenly thought, what kind of expression would the young man's face when he said this word.

"I bought your album, and I sang very well," Luo Yanqian's voice was very soft, so it made people sound cautious.

He felt that the teenager was looking at himself through dark brown sunglasses. He said uncomfortably, "The theme song is now number one on the Internet rankings."

Taking off the sunglasses, Shan Yatong's eyes were not excited about being praised, but a smile was still squeezed out of the corner of his mouth, "Thank you."

"That song... "Go Back" is also very good, better than all the cover singers," Luo Yanqian asked, "Sing as good as him."

Shan Yatong tilted her head and said nothing.

"Yan Qian," Xia Xichuan walked to the two of them under an umbrella, nodded slightly to Shan Yatong, turned to Luo Yanqian and whispered, "The president told you to go over now." After finishing speaking, he returned. Added a sentence, "The president's complexion is not very good." He naturally understood the reason, and Luo Yanqian should understand it himself.

Luo Yanqian's face darkened, but because it was not easy to happen at the funeral, he turned his head and smiled reluctantly at Shan Yatong, "Yatong, I'll go there first, and if you have time, remember to contact me." Tucked his umbrella into Shan Yatong's hand and raised an eyebrow, "Also, don't forget my birthday party."

Xia Xichuan's mouth opened, and in the end it was just silent.

Shan Yatong watched Luo Yanqian walk away, looked at the umbrella in his hand, and withdrew his gaze. Did he not fail to see Xia Xichuan’s indifference to him? As for the reason, he understood it himself, but he didn’t understand why Shan Yatong still Being so friendly to himself, at least he knew that he was not as popular as Luo Yanqian now, and he would not let Luo Yanqian treat it like this.

Thinking of what he was boasting about his album just now, he frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Xia Xichuan looked at Luo Yanqian with a bad face, "Yanqian, I helped you pick up a script, it's a movie."

"Movies?" Luo Yanqian sneered, "I haven't said that I want to participate in the show, Xichuan, you seem to have a long way to go."

Xia Xichuan didn’t look at Luo Yanqian’s mocking eyes, and looked away, “I’m your assistant and manager. Of course, you have to worry about it. The director of the idol drama you are filming will not get better in the hospital for a while. So this movie can just fill the gap in your time."

Luo Yanqian snorted coldly, "What's the show?"

"Invested by Mr. Liao Lao, Miss Liao Ran is the screenwriter, international director Li Nan is the director, and the most popular Uranus superstar Xiao Qishen is the leading actor in the blockbuster "Millennium"." Xia Xichuan paused slightly, "Yours The role is the second male in the play, who likes the actor Feng Wu's bamboo demon."

"What, I play the second male role and like the male protagonist?!" Luo Yanqian's expression changed and changed, "You mean I like the role played by Xiao Qishi? This drama is a **** theme?!"

"No, Xiao Qishi played a relationship with rivals," Xia Xichuan coughed dryly. "This bamboo demon role was specified by Miss Liao Ran for you to play. The filming of this drama is very helpful for you to enter the international market."

"Who is the other actor?" Luo Yanqian asked unhappy.

"I heard that she is also a popular artist, but Ms. Liao Ran did not say her name, but she will take a makeup photo tomorrow afternoon. You will see it. No matter who the other actor is, the number of people in this drama is the guarantee of the market. "Xia Xichuan touched his nose," So the executives of the company also hope you will shoot this movie, so the contract has been signed."

Luo Yanqian gritted his teeth, this is the legendary cut first and then play?!

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