MTL - Sugar Baby-Chapter 116 Fan Wai Huawei CP

In order to prepare for the variety show, Huaxiang has been strictly controlling his body shape during this time. (((卡蒂诺小说网 www.novelbuddy.com))) After all, outdoor variety, male guests It is always inevitable that the body will be wet and undressed. The agent will also give him a swearing. He is not allowed to peel off his clothes and reveal a loose flesh. He is required to practice the abdominal muscles, arm muscles and back muscles before the show.

To this end, Huaxiang worked hard and finally reached the requirements before the recording of the program. After the recording of the first program, Huaxiang was born with a variety of senses, and the show also showed that he was off-line except for the capricious little prince. On the nonsense side, the program team was very satisfied with him.

The agent Zhang Sister looked at the rough cut samples, and was very satisfied with him. He said that when the show came out, he could definitely wash his previous black spots and countless powders.

Hua Xiang smiled.. "Whitewashing character black spots? Is this so-called 'black dot' not the ‘true temperament’ that you packaged for me?”

Zhang Jie saw his sharp spikes and then extended again, and snapped him. "If you have this attitude, you don't want to sing the theme song of this show."

"I didn't want to sing." Huaxiang frowned. "Isn't it said that it is another male guest singing? How can I cut it out?"

"Who asked him to behave like a piece of wood on the show, is the economic company not strong enough?" Zhang Jie said indifferently. "It is my skill to cut off Hu is also your skill. Don't think about it, this is the court's Variety, theme songs are a good opportunity to show your face."

"..."

In fact, what Zhang Jie said is correct. It is too common for the entertainment circles to rob each other and sneak out each other. It is just that there are not many explosions, and they are generally solved privately. Especially the artists who walk the same route, the resources are so much, it is not that you are on me, and it is inevitable that they will compete for each other.

Don't look at Huaxiang, the popularity is so strong now, but he has to be cut off five or seven or seven times a year.

As a result, no one expected that this piece of work would bring such a big trouble to Huaxiang.

Another male guest is actually a small red meat, but the degree of red is lower than that of Huaxiang. However, Huaxiang is black and red, and people are pink. The style is a lot worse, which leads to a lot of passers-by. In the program of people, Huaxiang, who was covered in treasures, was overwhelmed. The show was robbed of such a good opportunity to show off his face. If he could swallow this breath, he would be surprised.

At the beginning, he disclosed the "love and hate between small fresh meat", and it was again the "Pineapple Daily" that was unfortunately reminded. When he questioned Huaxiang's sexual orientation last time, he released a photo of Zhang Xiaorang. In this report, in addition to the "supposed" is "heard", the complete catching of the wind, but the effect caused by more than the last sensation.

Yes, playing big cards, stealing movies, intercepting Hu, bullying new people, not respecting female partners, and confronting the same group of male guests... This is the lawless hatty that everyone is familiar with.

Zhang Jie immediately went to the water army for emergency public relations. First, she issued an announcement saying that all accusations were unwarranted. Huaxiang was the opportunity to sign the contract. When the program was used for outdoor projects, fans also appeared on the scene. Huaxiang’s performance was obvious to all. Huaxiang’s fans also spontaneously controlled the game, but they couldn’t help but watch the crowds and the traffickers were too big to see too many visitors.

There are also some small fans who have been completely brainwashed by inexplicable evidence. They are crying and crying.

"I have always been a double-handed, how much money spent on Huaxiang, how many calls were given to xx... I didn't expect Huaxiang to be such a private person. I can't love it, and the surrounding areas are burned."

"In fact, I don't have any opinion on Huaxiang's character. I have been chasing it all the time. What kind of people are old and clear? It's just that I can't accept Huaxiang. I have been making advertisements and filming TV shows for so many years. It is obviously a singer's debut. Now I sing instead. It became a sideline business. This time the theme song is too ugly, and the retreat is obvious. It will be closed after 30 seconds."

"Regressively obvious +1, leave a sentence before the powder, I hope Huaxiang can focus on his position, your peak is really "wrong." Love is deeply responsible, I hope you can correct it."

"Regression?... Hey, with a lid on the lid, he didn't sing like this before, but the brain powders were blinded by the face before. I was young at the beginning, I feel that such a little brother is confident, old. When I got older, I realized that men can’t be like Huaxiang, and Jin Yu’s outside is ruined, and there is no basic morality.”

Huaxiang’s Weibo account was confiscated, and he re-registered a trumpet to go to his Weibo to watch comments.

He knew that he shouldn't look at it, but he couldn't control his hand.

There is a scuffle under the microblog, and every time you refresh, there are new and unspeakable remarks.

In fact, the comments of those passers-by and sunspots, Huaxiang is not very concerned about it. At this point, he is very transparent, and life can't make everyone like you.

But... the messages of those who used to be fans have poked the heart of Huaxiang.

The most hurtful words are never from the spectators, but the friends who stand by.

They all say that the mountains are flowing. Huaxiang has been in the circle for so many years, but he has been unable to treat fans as a symbol of money. He knows that this is very naive - but he does really treat those who listen to his songs as friends on another level. .

When Hua Xiang was in elementary school, the master and the brothers patted his hand to warn him. Never let the audience be a fool. When you show your voice, how much hard work and how much affection the audience put on the audience, the audience can listen. got it.

Singing songs will never be done with skill. You must first touch yourself before you can touch others.

For Huaxiang, every song he sang is open to the heart and injects emotion into the song. Sometimes, he feels that he is too invested. He is open-minded and shows everything to everyone, and hopes to get recognition from the audience.

For artists who receive countless murmurs from outside, it is too tired and too dangerous. He shows the most vulnerable and undefended places to everyone. But he enjoys this singing process without distracting thoughts.

After this unreserved effort, he was excited if he gained a full house.

But if you get the color, then he...

... This evening, the living room of Huaxiang’s house was bright all night.

Li Weizhen night at night, surprised to find that the next door is still lit.

Look at the table, it is already four in the morning.

If there is a mirror in front of Li Weizhen, he will find that his brow is tightly locked and his face is full of worry.

He also heard about the rhetoric on the Internet, but those are the marketing numbers in the hype, there is no real hammer evidence. And even if Hua Xiang really robs and cuts Hu, he feels normal. This kind of thing is more common in the business circle. In front of real money, everyone has their own skills, and hundreds of millions of projects have been dug up. Blame your skills is not as good as people, can not blame others for higher scores.

But the entertainment circle is not the same after all, there are too many people pointing behind the stars.

Li Weizhen did not hesitate, put on his coat, and walked out of the house quietly in the night.

He came to the door of Huaxiang, knocked on the door, and the door opened with a sound. The dog's head was always swayed in the crack of the door, and the long tongue was eagerly stretched to him.

This time, the door is the beef noodle.

Mr. Li pushed open the beef noodles and changed his shoes into the house of Huaxiang under the gaze of the dog.

However, there was no Huaxiang in the brightly lit room. There was no living room, no bathroom, no bedroom, no games room, no gym... only one door was closed, and there was a faint sound coming out of the door.

This room is sunny and airy. I was treated as a study room in Li Weizhen. I don’t know what to do with Huaxiang here.

Li Weizhen was worried that Huaxiang had an accident in the house, and he yelled at his name while hammering the door.

When I thought that the door was just a cover, Li Weizhen took a little effort and the door slipped open.

There was a small lamp in the room. Li Weizhen borrowed a lot of dim light here. He found that this room is Huaxiang’s soundproof room, surrounded by soundproofing materials. The decoration is more professional than his previous house. Be luxurious.

Leaning against the wall is a row of cabinets. These cabinets should have been moved from a room in Huaxiang. Li Weizhen had seen it four years ago. But he never opened the cupboard and looked at what was inside.

Now he finally saw it.

In the cabinets, all of Huaxiang's collections of Hua Dan costumes and antique heads are dazzling, and under the light, Yingying comes with a ray of light.

Hua Xiang was sitting in the closet and hanging his head. The long hair was held by a delicate step, and the scorpion was adorned with colorful jade beads, but these small beads were condensed in the air, motionless. .

Li Weizhen was in a tight heart, and quickly walked forward and whispered. "Huaxiang... Are you okay?"

Until the light in front of him was blocked, Huaxiang’s “Ah” sounded and he looked up and looked at Li Weiwei.

His eyes were swollen like peaches, and the tears on his face were mottled and completely dried.

Li Weizhen only saw Huaxiang crying once, and this time for the second time, the pain and pity that rose from the middle of the chest made Li Weizhen completely unable to ignore it.

"...How are you crying?"

"Ah? Old, Laozi cried?" Huaxiang raised his hand and touched his face subconsciously. When he reached the eyelids, he was so painful that he was amazed.

He is stupid and doesn't even know how to cry.

There was a mirror on the door of the closet. When Hua Xiang looked at the mirror, he found that his body was full of lost souls, and he was still embarrassed when he came to the beef noodles in the rainy days.

He climbed out of the closet, wiped his eyes and rubbed it.

"Nothing." He was hoarse and his voice was relaxed. "There was more diss, and I didn't think about it for a while. Now that I am crying, I won't remember those bad reviews."

Li Weizhen asked. "Is it really hard to remember?"

"I really don't..." The words didn't finish, Huaxiang thought that his dry eyes had rolled down two tears.

He is also **** hard, but tears don't listen to him!

Hey, what did he look like in front of Mr. Li, is there any manhood? ! ! Damn, a few years ago, in the face of beef noodles, I cried in front of Mr. Li into a dog. As a result, today, because of the glass heart, my mother cried and became a dog...

Hua Xiang moaned and glared at himself while rudely tearing his eyes. Li Weizhen couldn't see him doing his own face, and immediately reached out and grabbed his wrist, making him unable to move.

Hua Xiang was caught in the dog chain, and he could only pull his tail, bow his head and look at Li Weiwei.

Li Weizhen saw that his face was swollen, and there was a handsome sunshine on weekdays, like a dog who lost his family.

Before he was clear, he was still running in the sun.

Li Weizhen said: "I know that you are under a lot of pressure. If you really can't go to this hurdle, then don't lie in your own heart. It is a good way to vent your negative emotions."

Huaxiang said awkwardly. "Who is talking to? Tell my parents that they will only worry about them. My brother is so old, can't take trouble with him. I don't want to say a word to the agent, I The pain will only be dealt with by her as a public relations incident." His eyes looked at Li Weizhen, "Mr. Li... Can I tell you?"

Li Weizhen was dumb. After a moment of silence, he shook his head slightly. "Although I am happy to share your concerns, I am not a professional after all. In fact, I suggest you go to the psychiatrist and they will help you solve it."

"Of course I have seen it!" Huaxiang raised his voice and was even more wronged.

He still has reason, and he knows that his status is wrong. He is mostly depressed in the entertainment circle. He is afraid that he will develop more and more seriously. He hastened to go to the most famous hospital in the city to hang the expert number of the psychological counseling department. To this end, he specially selected the hospital to go to work quickly, and the whole body was sturdy. Fortunately, it is not uncommon for a patient with a paranoid suspicion in a stable hospital. Some people who are more exaggerated than him are, so he did not get much attention.

After entering the clinic, Huaxiang only picked up the sunglasses. Fortunately, the old expert was quite old. I didn't know that it was a popular idol who was seeking help. He calmly listened to the psychological problems of Huaxiang.

After Huaxiang finished speaking, he looked at the people with a sigh of relief. During the period, Ai Ai asked. "Doctor, I, do I have depression? I heard that there is a set of test questions."

"You don't have to do it, you haven't developed depression yet." The old doctor is well-informed. "In the low tide period, there will be anyone who has a **** tip. In this case, you can only rely on yourself."

"But I didn't have a low tide before... Everyday I am happy, I am happy to do anything."

"That's because you were still young. Now that you have grown up, you have more concerns and more troubles."

Finally, the old doctor recommended several popular psychology books to Huaxiang, but Huaxiang was annoyed when he looked at the words. He bought it and fell asleep after a few pages.

Hua Xiang turned this experience out and said to Li Weizhen, and said that he actually cried.

"It’s mad, I’m dying!" Hua Xiang vented, "I’m so sad when I cried in front of him. He didn’t have any expressions, he didn’t have any sympathy!!!”

Li Weizhen said helplessly: "The psychiatrist is to maintain absolute neutrality and calmness. If he is run with the emotions of the patient, he is too unprofessional."

For Hua Xiang, who is eager to find someone to confide, he unloads all the defenses, tears and tears, but the doctor is not undulating, which not only does not make him feel a little comfort, but his heart is more uncomfortable.

Sometimes, people pour troubles, not to get a "rational analysis", just need a "love hug."

Li Weizhen looked at Hua Xiang’s crying eyes and asked him softly. “What do you want to hear?”

Hua Xiang squatted his shoulders and confused his mind. "In fact, I don't know... I just want to hear someone praise me and say that I have done a great job in the past few years..."

His voice fell, and Li Weizhen had already hugged his arms.

As he did four years ago, the man slammed his neck and put one hand on his back, passing his soft black hair and pressing him against his shoulder.

Hua Xiang was dumb by Li Wei.

In the ear, Li Weizhen whispered. "Hey. You can stick to it now, it's great."

......

One day before work, the specialist clinic of the Department of Confidence in the hospital of Anding Hospital once again welcomed a sneaky patient.

The old expert was very impressed with the patient. After all, it was not common for a man of one meter and eight men to cry into a mud.

The old expert looked down slightly and looked at the patient from the old flower lens.

"What problem do you have this time? Is it too much pressure before, too much negative news? In fact, our department is responsible for the diagnosis of mental illness. If you need psychological counseling, you are advised to find a professional counselor."

"No...no." The red little meat shook his head.

"What is the problem this time?"

"It's like this..." Ai Ai said during the small meat period. "A few days ago, a 40-year-old man took me. He is not an old man. He is actually quite young... but the point is not This one……"

"What is the point?" The doctor is quite patient.

"Doctor, he held me up and my chicken was awesome. I dreamed of him every night. Am I gay?"