"Yes, even men like me, there are still women who don't like it."

"That's because her eyes are on the top of her head, thinking that seeing far is good, but as everyone knows, the closest is the best, but she can't see."

Ye Jian stretched out his hand and put it on her long hair, his voice was a little hoarse, "That's a good point." ”

Feeling the temperature of his fingertips rubbing against his hair, Ma Chunchun's throat tightened, and he took the initiative to lean his head towards his chest, and put his hand on his waist, "Brother Ye, before I became your assistant, did you meet a crazy fan?" ”

He chuckled, "There are too many to say." ”

"I once saw on the Internet that when you were a singer before, you shared a dormitory with the other three members of the group, and some fans mailed you bloody sanitary napkins, I don't know if it's real or fake?"

Ye Wei snorted coldly, "Not only that, but also mailed it with that menstrual blood, it's too crazy, and there is no trace of reason at all." ”

Ma Chunchun chuckled, "Not only that, I once saw on a forum that a netizen wrote: A pair of hairy underwear/pants stolen in Ye Yan's dormitory ————"

Before she finished speaking, the voice above her head hurriedly clarified, "That's naturally not true, our dormitory used to be very tight, and ordinary people couldn't enter it at all." ”

Ma Chunchun still remembers that when she saw these news on the Internet, she also commented under the news, saying that the netizen was so dirty, what is there to show off in a man's underwear/pants.

As a result, it attracted a bunch of attacks from brain-dead fans, for example, Brain-dead Fan No. 1 said directly: Are you envious, jealous and hateful? Do you know how expensive this underwear is? You can't afford to work for the rest of your life.

Brain-dead Powder No. 2 continued to speak: Which man's second/milk are you? We're all rice, do you understand you?

Later, N brainless fans joined forces to attack her, so that in the future, Ma Chunchun would not dare to comment on other people's news on the Internet at will.

"I think so."

She never thought that she would be Ye Zhen's little assistant in a daze, and she would be so close to him that she would even share the same bed.

"I didn't expect you to pay so much attention to my news before."

"What's the matter, it's just that you have had a lot of scandals before, and I've seen you more times, so I know you." She didn't admit it, she deliberately searched on the Internet.

"In the entertainment industry, only particularly popular artists will have more news, and if there is more news, many people will know each other."

"I know it's called hype."

"The word hype can be big or small, the private life of celebrities is transparent, if you write something on Weibo, post a photo, or talk about a topic on the Internet, and it happens to catch up with your movie or TV series to be released, netizens will say that there is no hype, and there are also special hype, for example, the skirt deliberately slips on the red carpet, and the deliberately falls, these two intentional ingredients account for a high proportion."

"You don't seem to have any, most of your news is about having a leg with this female star, and the female star is ambiguous. Brother Ye, those female stars who have scandals with you are not good-looking. ”

Ye Jian agreed with what she said, "Yes, if you take off your makeup, you are no different from ordinary people, and it is better for you to look pleasing to the eye." ”

Ma Chunchun's heart was happy, this night, the two opened their hearts for the first time and said that they would go to bed very late.

Although the exchanges are all about some things in the entertainment industry, there is still a common language.

******

After being cremated in the crematorium, Yang Song's body was buried in the cemetery on the mountain.

Many reporters interviewed Yang Sing's family, but after telling the Gu family, Yang Sing's family kept silent about her death, only saying that this matter is over in the end, the person is dead, and the living will continue.

On the first seven days, Cao Xintian attended the banquet.

After the banquet, she also drove to Yang Sang's grave in person.

After looking around to confirm that there was no one, Cao Xintian took off the glasses on his eyes, squatted there, took out two cans of beer, opened them one by one, poured one can at the tombstone, and drank the other by himself.

Looking at the photo on the tombstone, she laughed, "I came to see you, I know, maybe, you must hate me very much and don't want to see me." ”

After taking a few sips, Cao Xintian calmed down, "But, you don't want to see me, I'm here too, Yang Sing, you shouldn't have died, but, you're too greedy, it's not enough for me to give you money, you still want to get Changqing, heh-are you going to die when I die?" ”

No one answered her words, only the cold wind of depression blew on her bone-piercing face, and her voice disappeared with the wind.

"I warned you, you should all turn a deaf ear, then don't blame me for being ruthless, I originally wanted you to go down with An Xiaonuan, but, in comparison, she is still smart and has a big life."

The picture on the tombstone looked at her with a smile, but did not speak.

Cao Xintian looked at it, drank the wine, and stood up, "Okay, you can have a good time down there, I won't accompany you, and I won't come to see you in the future." ”

Stepping on high heels, Cao Xintian turned to leave, and the beer can in his hand was pinched and deformed.

****

The weather in the afternoon was overcast.

It doesn't look like snow, it looks like it's raining.

Since it was found out that Gu Zhenzhen was pregnant with a girl in the clinic, Ma's mother started playing mahjong again, anyway, there was a sister-in-law who served Gu Zhenzhen at home.

She plays mahjong every day, catches up with fashion, goes shopping Taobao, and has nothing to do.

Since she is in her forties, her face is much younger than before since she knows how to take care of herself, and she is willing to spend money on dressing.

Following another card player of a similar age out of the beauty shop, the two went to the hair salon to get their hair done.

"Let me tell you, you've been dressed up lately, like a thirty-year-old young woman, young and fashionable, seriously, you're so young, why haven't you thought of finding one?"

Ma's mother smiled happily, "I'm in my forties, what are you looking for, I, I'm satisfied with raising my son, but I haven't thought about the other half." ”

This sentence is contrary to his heart.

She once squatted in front of her son and daughter-in-law's door to listen to the room/things many times, how could she not think about it?

"Now that my son is married, I have to think about it," the player whispered, "didn't you say that thirty is like a wolf and forty is like a tiger?" You're only over forty years old, and you can live a long time in the future, do you really plan to live alone for the rest of your life, and you don't even have anyone to talk to? ”

When Ma Mu heard this, her heart was itching, "However, I can't meet a similar man at all." ”

The poker friend said mysteriously, "I tell you, the hair/salon we will go to is all young men doing hair, and this hair salon is different from others." ”