Yanjing, the scene of the movie promotion of "Double Dragon Battle".

Director, many actors and actresses smiled at the camera, and standing in the C position was the newcomer who Dongsheng strongly supported, Yao Guanghao, the male lead actor of "Double Dragon Battle".

Yao Guanghao was wearing a suit, standing straight in place, answering reporters' interviews with a smile, and his words and deeds were polite, which made it easy for people to have a good impression, but there was a trace of imperceptible tiredness on his face.

Fans signed autographs and took a group photo, Yao Guanghao was very patient, listened to the fans' words and then replied with high emotional intelligence, and there were bursts of applause at the scene.

"It's so perfect, how can there be such a perfect person in the world!"

"Handsome, high EQ, literary conversation, good temperament, who doesn't love such a high-quality idol!"

"Recently, I was anxious to die of graduate school entrance examination, and he just comforted me not to be nervous, let me cheer, it's really gentle."

The promotional site was held in the hotel, and the second floor was a staff rest area.

The moment Yao Guanghao went to the elevator, his smile instantly turned into indifference, pain and anxiety.

The agent looked at Yao Guanghao squatting in the corner and grabbing his hair with an expressionless face.

"I can't stand it, I really can't stand it!"

Yao Guanghao said crying.

The agent He Zhili is still indifferent.

"It's your own path." He Zhili said.

"Not really."

Yao Guanghao raised his head.

"Now I'm like a marionette at your disposal, a puppet, without any privacy!" Yao Guanghao was emotional.

"It's your own path."

He Zhili repeated again.

A year ago, Yao Guanghao, who was a trainee, had all his evaluations of S, and he successfully entered Mu Qingya's field of vision.

Mu Qingya decided to support Yao Guanghao and make him the second Jiang Yan.

Yao Guanghao was excited, but he didn't expect the nightmare to be born.

After deciding to praise Yao Guanghao, he practiced music in the morning, acted in the afternoon, and worked out in the evening.

Although he was very tired, Yao Guanghao didn't feel anything, on the contrary, he thought it was very fulfilling.

But suddenly one day, He Zhili, the agent in charge of him, said, I want to check your mobile phone from today, Yao Guanghao realized that something was wrong.

He has no privacy, and he has to ask He Zhili about everything, even if it is to go to the toilet.

This made Yao Guanghao miserable, he had to strictly follow He Zhili's requirements, like a puppet without a soul.

"I'm acting every day, you know, every minute and second is painful for me, you know?"

"I take sleeping pills when I sleep, I lose my hair, I... I..."

"I want to die, but I don't dare."

Yao Guanghao said, but the answer to him was always that sentence.

"It's your own path."

Yao Guanghao sat paralyzed in the elevator, decadent, confused, and overwhelmed.

"I want to release new songs, with songs that I wrote myself." Yao Guanghao looked at the agent with pleading eyes.

"No, the company has already arranged a song written by a gold medal lyricist for you."

He Zhili looked at Yao Guanghao.

"You don't have a choice!"

"Do you want to go to my house for dinner, it's okay, even if you refuse my mother, she won't say anything, I won't force you to do anything."

Jiang Yan looked at Xi Youle, who was shoveling cat litter, Xi Youle's movements were very skillful, holding a garbage bag, scooping up the poop and putting it in the garbage bag, and then quickly tying it up and throwing it into the trash can.

"Okay, I like to eat my aunt's cooking." Xi Youle said softly.

"What kind of gifts do you just want to buy for your aunt and uncle?"

"You can do it."

Jiang Yan said with a smile, naturally hugging Xi Youle's waist.

"It's not appropriate." Xi Youle blushed every day and lay obediently in Jiang Yan's arms.

At this time, she is already a leader among first-line singers and has the qualifications to impact the diva.

Unlike Jiang Luoli, who is both a first-line singer and a first-line actor, and takes the double flowering route, Xi Youle focuses on his career as a singer.

From last year to now, Xi Youle has hardly rested, and Jiang Yan has poured a lot of entertainment resources into her, including Xitian Entertainment.

In a year and a half, he released five albums, with a total of 45 songs, all of which were written by gold medal lyricists.

Xi Youle has the right to choose, so she chooses to take a break from July to October before going to work.

"Yes." Jiang Yan played with Xi Youle's long and supple hair.

"Sister Luo Li, is she there tonight?"

Xi Youle asked.

"She was filming in Hengdian."

"Sister Luo Li works very hard, no wonder she can become a double-first-line artist." Xi Youle whispered.

There are very few double-first-line artists, and there are only a handful, Jiang Luoli has become a first-line actor after filming many movies such as "The Richest Man in Xihong City", "Kung Fu", and "Tuner".

caused a sensation in an instant, after all, there have been no double-first-line artists for many years.

Knowing that Jiang Luoli was not there tonight, Xi Youle proposed to let Feng Lingyu go too.

"Uncle and aunt seem to like Lingyu more than me, and if Lingyu goes, even if I don't speak, she can liven up the atmosphere."

Little green tea?

Jiang Yan thought that tonight was messy enough, you must know that my mother not only let herself call Xi Youle, but also called Xuan Yiran over.

What's more, my mother said last night that she would give Xi Youle the bracelet that her grandmother passed on to her, which is equivalent to acquiescing that Xi Youle is her daughter-in-law.

When the time comes, if you have a little green tea, will you be able to control the situation?

But when you think about it, little green tea has high emotional intelligence, especially my mother, who likes little green tea very much.

"I'll call and ask if she has time."

Jiang Yan said.

"Mmmm, I want to buy something for my aunt and uncle."

With Jiang Yan's permission, Xi Youle was visibly happy.

Jiang Luoli's best friend is Xuan Yiran, and her best best friend is Feng Lingyu.

......

"Eat?"

Tianxing Publishing House, Xuan Yiran received a call from Jiang's mother.

"Okay, I haven't eaten Aunt Wang's cooking for a long time, I want to eat salted fish stewed radish, and braised prawns in oil."

Xuan Yiran said.

She often went to Jiang Yan's house for dinner, and Jiang Yan and Jiang Luoli were the same when she was a child.

As he got older, Jiang Yan went less, and Jiang Luoli went to Xuan Yiran's house if he had nothing to do.

Regarding Jiang's mother's invitation to dinner, Xuan Yiran didn't have much doubt, and felt that it was normal.

"That's right..."

Before Xuan Yiran finished speaking, Jiang's mother hung up the phone.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and I'm preparing the ingredients and starting to cook.

"Ask Luo Li."

Xuan Yiran thought.

"My mom told you to go home, but I'm not at home." Jiang Luoli on the other end of the phone said in a puzzled tone.

"Ah, I thought you were at home, so I won't go."

Xuan Yiran suddenly lacked interest.

"What day is today, my mother cooks so many dishes, it's not my birthday, and it's not Jiang Yan's birthday." Jiang Luoli read it in pieces.

"Go, I don't have a night play at night, and I'll be home in two hours if I don't get stuck in traffic."

Jiang Luoli said.

"Okay, I'll see you that night." Xuan Yiran said.

"Don't forget to wear black silk, we'll sleep together at night."

"Get out, dead pervert!"

Xuan Yiran rolled her eyes and hung up the phone.

Some people died, but not completely......