Ma Chunchun looked at him, "I don't think any woman would dislike a man like Brother Ye."
"Yes, there are still women who don't like men like me."
"That's because her eyes are on the top of her head, and she thinks that seeing far is better. But she doesn't know that the closest thing is the best, but she can't see it."
Ye Qian stretched out his hand and put it on her long hair, his voice was a little hoarse, "That's really good."
Feeling the warmth of her fingertips rubbing against her hair, Ma Chunchun's throat tightened, and she took the initiative to lean her head towards his chest and put her hands on his waist, "Brother Ye, before I become your assistant,
Have you ever met a crazy fan?"
He chuckled, "There are too many to mention."
"I once saw on the Internet that when you were a singer, you shared a dormitory with three other members of the group, and a fan mailed you sanitary napkins with blood on them. Is this true or false?"
Ye Qian snorted coldly, "Not only this, but also using the menstrual blood to write and mail it. It's too crazy and has no sense at all."
Ma Chunchun chuckled, "It's not just that. I once saw on a forum that a netizen wrote: A pair of furry underwear/pants stolen from Ye Qian's dormitory——"
Before she could finish her words, the voice above her head hurriedly clarified, "Of course that's not true. Our dormitory used to be very tight and ordinary people couldn't get in."
Ma Chunchun still remembers that when she saw these news on the Internet, she also commented under the news, saying that the netizen was dirty and there was nothing to show off in a man's underwear.
As a result, I attracted a lot of attacks from idiot fans. For example, idiot fan No. 1 said directly: Are you envious and jealous? Do you know how expensive these underwear are? You can't afford them even if you work all your life.
Brainless fan No. 2 continued to speak: Which man's mistress are you? We are all girls, do you understand?
Later, n idiot fans joined forces to attack her, so that from now on, Ma Chunchun would not dare to comment on other people's news on the Internet.
"I guess so."
She never thought that she would become Ye Qiao's assistant in a daze, and that she would be so close to him, and even sleep in the same bed with him.
"I didn't expect you to pay so much attention to my news before."
"No, it's just that you had a lot of scandals before, and I know you after seeing you more often." She refused to admit it. She specifically searched for it on the Internet.
"In the entertainment industry, only very popular artists will get a lot of news. If they get a lot of news, a lot of people will know them."
"I know, it's called hype."
"The word hype can be big or small. The private lives of celebrities are transparent. If you post something on Weibo, post a photo, or talk about a topic, and it happens to be the time when your movie or TV series is released, netizens will
Even if there is no hype, there are also things that are particularly hyped, for example, someone slipping her skirt on the red carpet or falling down on purpose, these two intentional elements account for a high proportion."
"You don't seem to have any. Most of your news is about having an affair with this female star, and that female star is having an affair. Brother Ye, the female stars you are rumored to have affairs with are not good-looking."
Ye Qiao agreed with what she said, "Yes, after taking off the makeup, I am no different from ordinary people. I might as well look at you."
Ma Chunchun was very happy. This night, the two of them opened up their hearts for the first time and talked until very late before going to bed.
Although the exchanges were all about the entertainment industry, they still had a common language.
******
After Yang Chang's body was cremated at the crematorium, he was buried in the cemetery on the mountain.
Many reporters interviewed Yang Chang's family, but they had agreed with the Gu family that Yang Chang's family would remain silent about her death. They only said that until the end of the matter, the person was dead and the living would continue.
On the first seven days, Cao Xintian attended the banquet.
After the banquet, she personally drove to Yang Chang's grave.
After looking around to make sure there was no one around, Cao Xintian took off his glasses, squatted there, took out two cans of beer, opened them one by one, poured one can toward the tombstone, and drank the other himself.
Looking at the photo on the tombstone, she laughed and said, "I came to see you. I know that maybe you must hate me and don't want to see me."
After taking a few sips, Cao Xintian calmed down and said, "But you don't want to see me, so I'm here too. Yang Chang, you don't deserve to die, but you are too greedy and the money I gave you is not enough."
, you still want to get Chang Qing, huh - do you think I am dead?"
No one answered her words, only the cold cold wind blew her biting face, and her voice disappeared with the wind.
"I warned you, but you turned a deaf ear. So don't blame me for being ruthless. I originally wanted you to go down with An Xiaonuan, but in comparison, she is smarter and more lucky."
The photo on the tombstone looked at her with a smile, but could not speak.
Cao Xintian looked at it, finished the wine, and stood up, "Okay, just live your life down there, I won't accompany you, and I won't come to see you in the future."
Wearing high heels, Cao Xintian turned around and left, the beer can in his hand being pinched out of shape.
****
The weather was gloomy in the afternoon.
It doesn't look like snow, but like rain.
After it was discovered at the clinic that Gu Zhenzhen was pregnant with a girl, Ma Mu started playing mahjong again. Anyway, she had a sister-in-law at home to take care of Gu Zhenzhen.
She plays mahjong every day, keeps up with fashion, goes shopping on Taobao, and has nothing to do.
In her forties, since she learned how to take care of herself, her face has become much younger than before. She is also willing to spend money on clothes. She is dressed in famous brands and she looks like a lady at first glance.
Following another poker player of a similar age, he came out of the beauty shop, and the two of them went to the hair salon to get their hair done.
"Let me tell you, you have recently dressed up like a thirty-year-old woman. You are young and fashionable. Seriously, you are so young, why haven't you thought about finding one?"
Ma Ma smiled happily, "I'm already over forty, what are you looking for? I'm satisfied with raising my son, but I haven't thought about my other half."
This sentence is contrary to one's intention.
How could she, who had squatted in front of her son and daughter-in-law's door many times to listen to her affairs, not think about it?
"Now that your son is married, you have to think about it," the card player whispered, "Didn't they say that thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger? You are only a little over forty, and you have a long life ahead of you.
Do you really plan to live alone for the rest of your life without anyone to talk to?"
When Ma Mu heard this, she felt itchy and said, "But, I can't get acquainted with a similar man."
The poker player said mysteriously, "Let me tell you, the hair salon we are going to later is all done by young guys. This hair salon is different from others."