Chapter 5: What is your last name?

In the second half of the night, I smelled ginger and almost didn't feel sleepy, and I got up until the sky was bright.

The three men who were on the same road as her got up earlier and were nowhere to be found.

Wen Jiang went downstairs.

The outside light is not thick, and the boss has a light in the hall, and the light spreads out like a layer of light yarn, and even the objects that are close at hand seem far away.

In the lobby of the inn sat a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, fiddling with a small speaker, frowning, as if she was worried about how to make a sound.

Not like the natives, but also like a passing tourist who stays overnight.

The little girl looked up at her at the sound of footsteps, and then lowered her eyes again because she was in a hurry.

Still didn't see the three people, Wen Jiang continued to walk out.

After a few steps, a familiar prelude suddenly came from behind him.

Smelling Jiang's chest, he stopped.

From the little girl's speaker, Wen Jiang's famous work that debuted on the music scene at the age of sixteen is also her first original single "So Many Years" released in the real sense.

“……

My so many years

It's a back-to-back battle, etc

Yours so many years

It's not about me going through the years......"

Wen Jiang glanced back.

I saw a middle-aged woman walking down the stairs again, heading straight for the little girl, with a dignified face.

The music stopped abruptly, and the middle-aged woman put away the speaker with one hand, and her tone was tense: "Still getting it?" Listening to these things every day, you see who you are obsessed with, and sooner or later you will be taken badly. Plagiarism, divorce, playing big names, hooking male models in nightclubs, I have to support you and you to generate income for that surnamed Wen? ”

The little girl went to grab the speaker: "You don't talk nonsense, it's all fake news." I can't communicate with you. ”

"Can you fight for some gas?"

"And can you leave me alone?"

"I'm your mother."

……

The argument continued, and Wen Jiang's face froze.

The scandal of plagiarism of new songs, she was once framed by the media when she was mixed in the music scene.

The lawsuit lasted for two years, and the other party apologized. But in those two years, she also deeply realized the power of public gold, and how important a person's reputation is, and how difficult it is to break down and reshape.

That's the reason why she stays away from the music scene as a crossover actor.

The works she wrote with all her heart and soul were written by the songwriters with the word "Wen Jiang", and she didn't want to become a new victim.

She also has the label of divorce.

She also has the surname Wen.

With this song, the reason for the conflict between mother and daughter seems to be her.

What is it that can play big names and hook up male models in nightclubs?

***

Wen Jiang pushed the door and left the inn.

The Range Rover was parked in the open space next to the inn.

Last night's rain had stopped, and people went outside, and the cold of winter immediately swallowed the last trace of temperature on their bodies.

Wen Jiang leaned next to the car and took out his mobile phone, which had been closed for many days, almost only to contact his agent Nan Ke, assistant Gan Tian and his friend Xin Lingxi.

If you turn it on for a while, you can't turn it on.

The battery is frozen to death and can't wake up to complete hibernation?

Wen Jiang gave up trying.

She stood by the car and waited, and after a while, three men walked in the thin morning light.

Cheng Fang was in front, and then the driver Lao Wang, and the longest figure at the back was the man surnamed Lu.

He walked on his legs, his eyes languidly down, and a small camera in his hand. He walked all the way, behind him was a distant green mountain covered in silver, with long legs intertwined, like the straight branches of a tree, and the whole person seemed alienated and distant.

Wen Jiang remembered his approach last night, his wanton smile, his wolf-like eyes.

The lines of her back couldn't help but straighten.

This man has several faces, and he can change.

He went down the city first last night, but at the moment she didn't have the heart to fight back.

It's just that when he got closer, Wen Jiang inexplicably had a subconscious feeling that he wanted to fight against the water.

When he took off his mask last night, at first she couldn't see clearly without glasses, and then she couldn't see it really when there was no light in the room.

At this moment, in the morning light, her glasses eyes finally saw his face clearly.

Like his eyebrows, he is aggressive.

The lips are thin, and there is a narrow and short scar at the intersection of the right ear and the side of the face.

Imprinted on his fair side face without blemishes, it still adds to his wildness as always.

Some people's faces are just faces, and this man's face is the work of the Creator.

The face was all over, and the next step was his name, which she still didn't know.

*****

Wen Jiang should be seen or watched.

She has always eaten soft rather than hard.

Then she selected the target, stepped forward, and walked towards Cheng Fang: "Mr. Cheng, can I borrow your mobile phone?" ”

Cheng Fang immediately agreed: "Okay, no problem, call?" ”

Cheng Fang took out his mobile phone from his pocket, the body was still carrying his body temperature, he unlocked it and handed it to Wen Jiang.

Wen Jiang asked again before answering, unusually gentle: "No, I need to check something on the Internet, okay?" ”

Cheng Fang frowned, Wen Jiang was too well-behaved at the moment, he inexplicably felt uncomfortable, he came into contact with her with a cool temperament last night.

It's not been long, but the impression is a little deep-rooted.

Cheng Fang stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please: "Of course you can." It can't be stopped, you can use it with confidence. ”

Wen Jiang is not cumbersome: "Thank you." ”

Cheng Fang is very enthusiastic.

Lu Shihan, who came over at the latest, walked to the car around the couple who were chatting happily, opened the door and sat in.

He didn't squint all the way.

Through the inside of the car, he could see from the inside, but he couldn't see the glass from the outside, so his eyes turned to Wen Jiang's back.

She was very thin and somewhat thin.

He smiled, reminding himself to stay away from her.

The farther away the better.

Recording the scenery by the lake this morning, Cheng Fang asked him: "Brother Han, did you chat with the girl in the middle of the night yesterday?" ”

Lu Shihan: "You are dreaming." ”

Cheng Fang was still skeptical: "I feel quite realistic?" ”

Lu Shihan: "Less lewdness." ”

Cheng Fang: "Really didn't talk? ”

Lu Shihan: "You're not done?" ”

Cheng Fang: "Brother, I care about you, I think you have to find something different, this is different from what I've seen." ”

Lu Shihan: "It's not been a day or two since you've been clumsy." ”

Cheng Fang: "......"

He really didn't seem to have anything to refute.

***

Wen Jiang opened the browser interface of his mobile phone, turned his back, and typed in the word "Wen Jiang", and the number of search results that popped up was amazing.

Wen Jiang clicked in along the latest news on the homepage, and his eyes, which were originally as clear as Dongyang, immediately dimmed.

The eye-catching title, the bloody plot, or talking with pictures, or making up nonsense without pictures.

The media pen is really useful.

Turning the pen into the clouds and covering the pen for the rain, it is easy to turn the world upside down.

In a blink of an eye, she changed from the unmarried actress who was cheated on when she left, to the omnivorous and unfaithful in marriage in the headlines now, and she is about to become a shame in the entertainment industry.

There was even a message in the related news that Gu Xiang was haggard and returned to work.

Heh――

Wen Jiang was simply amused, should she buy some white chrysanthemums and send them to those media people to thank her.

Wen Jiang twisted his eyebrows and returned the phone to Cheng Fang.

She went back now, and it didn't help.

Seda was already close at hand, and since she had already walked here, no one could guarantee that she would have the opportunity to go west in the future.

It's just that her mood after watching the pile of news is like swallowing a fly.

***

After breakfast, Wen Jiang was still sitting side by side with Lu Shihan in the back of the car.

The mountain road is steep, and Rao is an experienced driver, Lao Wang, who can't completely control the bumps in the body.

Halfway through, snow fell.

Cheng Fang turned his head: "Brother Han, you're right, it's really snowing." ”

Lu Shihan hummed, as if he was not interested in talking, and focused on the scenery along the way outside the car window. As soon as the snow slammed into the window, his vision was foggy.

After dozens of minutes, Wen Jiang felt a slight headache.

She didn't get a good night's rest, and maybe she was suffering from altitude sickness, so she tried to distract herself by chatting with guò.

She asked Cheng Fang: "Are you from Yuzhou?" ”

Cheng Fang shook his head: "You asked this because you saw where our license plate was hung, no, from N City." ”

Wen Jiang sighed: "It's far away." ”

Lao Wang interjected: "If you come from afar, you will see more along the way, and it will be more valuable." ”

Wen Jiang rubbed his fingers against the fog on the car window: "It's the oil consumed on the road that is more valuable." ”

Cheng Fang smiled, he had seen many times her way of speaking.

He asked Wen Jiang, "How old are you?" ”

Wen Jiang told the truth: "Twenty-seven. What about you? ”

"Twenty-six," Cheng Fang shook his head, "I thought I could get Brother Cheng in exchange, but it turned out that I wanted to call Sister Wen." ”

Wen Jiang withdrew his finger rubbing the window glass, and did not say no, but continued to ask: "What is the age of your boss?" ”

Cheng Fang: "......"

Lu Shihan was in the car, and Wen Jiang asked as if he was not there.

Cheng Fang looked back at Wen Jiang, then at Lu Shihan, moved his lips a few times, and considering that everything was wrong, his mouth was closed again.

"His surname is Lu, what about his name?" Wen Jiang asked again.

Cheng Fang felt embarrassed to look back this time, and only stared at the driver Lao Wang.

The car was quiet, and he hoped to get through slowly.

Boil until the smell of ginger becomes normal.

Just when Cheng Fang was at war and felt inexplicable, Lu Shihan's eyes were raised, and the deep black inside leaked out.

He raised his eyes slowly, hooked his lips and smiled lightly, his chest shook slightly, and he put down the order to Cheng: "Sue her, be precise, don't make a mistake." ”