Hope You’ve Been Well

Chapter 66. Can you, Mr. Gu?

Lu Wen was a high school student who could not have four or six, I was soaring that I hated my father, and I walked innocently, and I was in a group band and engaged in music. Finally, he was killed by his dad, he was bleeding, and he was spent in the high three year in the management model. He added some money, and he made a normal one.

In the four years, the relationship between Lu Wen and Lu Wikao can be "arguing for a long time." He has never given up the music dream, the more embarrassed, the faster it is. In the summer of graduation, he drunk and drunk. He accompanied him with him. He kills the big words I have said to the nest. I must have a concert here!

After graduation, Gu Yan must not say that when he is still in the Cambridge book, he has worked with the Sinang Partnership, and later returned to GSG's general manager. Sinang, home is to do investment, the most sophisticated, and there is a strip of the well-planned well. Even the Ming Ming is more specified. When you go to school, you will be prepared by the hotel. After reading the master's degree.

Only Lu Wen, graduated from the beginning, replaced a lot of places, looking for teachers in Shanghai, and went to Hong Kong to build a music studio. A few years ago and a small company signed a contract, officially became a singer, but only three songs were there, and the playback volume on music software did not exceed 10,000.

How to get rid of the tube, success, call hard, called the emperor, can fail, just call the years. Lu Wenzhao took three years, and even the money touched in advance, it was already an astronomical figure before and after.

Last year, he re-departed, newly signed a brokerage company, shot advertising, acting, mixed variety, anyway, don't do anything, by the way, continue to work hard for the singer. He also lets talk about them, do not mix out someone, just in the chat group, it is so embarrassed.

In the front stage, the group was in the group, and he was known as the US finger, the protagonist of the protagonist, and Lu Wen is a small supporting role of the row. I didn't recognize each other even.

There is too much unknown in the world, just like Lu Wen is coming to be angry. No one wearing a big black super recognition, at this moment, the other side is reminiscent, and the other party is surprised and happy to call him.

Zhuang Fan's heart is what protects animals: "Is it really you? You really entered the entertainment circle as a star?"

Lu Wen almost called "small neighbors", neighboring, quite stably said: "Listen Ming said that you have returned to China, I didn't expect it to meet."

Why not listen to it? Zhuang Fan Xin Q: "How do you know?"

Lu Wen: "This is his hotel."

Zhuang Fan is there, the boss of the Sophie is Ming Ming ... he lived for half a month under the other's eyelids? Then when he cried outside the door, he did not see it? Didn't tell you?

This empty, I know: "The play is over?"

"It's over." Lu Wenzhao said, "How long can you take a picture?"

In the corridor, Lu Wen Zhu Lu Laun is also tired. He looked at Zhuang Fan's heart to say something, remember that Lian Ming has a companion in the group, and the sorcerer is flipped.

Booking a banquet hall, Zhuang Fan is resting in the room, looking for a property in the next morning, he got an apartment key immediately, and moved into a new home as soon as possible.

In the morning of the 25th, Zhuang Fan was sought by the news, and the new and old colleagues at home and abroad wishes him a happy birthday. He is lying in bed and his parents video, saying that he is fine, today we have to shoot TV.

Zhuang Fan did not lack the experience of the camera, and attended the art competition in the childhood, a baby fertilizer, blowing the camera, bragging, threatening to be a big painter. Thereafter, more, the ACC competition in the same year has a lens and put the tubing.

However, in the company, Zhuang Fan is shocked by the snorkeling, advertising director, video, lightning, squeezing in the sectoral hole, has not seen it, and is taken to the clothes.

In the cold day, he replaced a single shirt, the shoulder slightly bones were contour, waiting for the outdoor, which he had to go: "Do you want to freeze me?"

I know: "The early spring series of this advertisement promotion, you still want to wrap your cotton jacket?"

Zhuang Fan's heart is just a tongue, first be embarrassed on the chair, in front of a table bottle tank, makeup artist rubbed his face, grabbing his hair, eyebrow eyebrows for two hours. When you look up, the hair is slightly hot, and the eyebrows are deepened, and the lips have wiped a layer of pastel nature.

He is very uncomfortable, not stopping.

The makeup artist said: "The contour and facial features are too good, like mixed blood."

Zhuang Fan's heart laughed, he was full of face sweat, tied to dirty skirts, and when he saw the first sentence, he asked, mixed blood? Now carefully dress two hours, still in this sentence, I don't know if it is joy.

He couldn't help but ask: "Can I have a young point?"

"You are not old!" Makeupist surprised.

"Hey ... it is a tender point." Zhuang Fan's heart pressure low scorpion, refused to think, rejected his invitation, see it, it is useless to become a Sun Wukong.

During the time of shooting, it will be cut into tidbits. Zhuang Fan's heart is moving, looking for a few photos that just taken, and he picks up a circle of friends.

The mobile phone screen is not over, and the people who speak in and Wan Guang talk about the island project, never touch, no lunch is looked at, and the land of the month is in the group.

Even Yu Ming and Sheng Hao have already smashed more than a dozen, straight pain points, are you red? Have you ever been showing? Lu Wen said: "I don't think you! Drink it at night!"

It is still the virtue, and I laughed and edited: "When do you broadcast?"

"Hey, don't look at it, it is estimated that it will be ten minutes." Lu Wen is not careless, "I don't easily, and Christmas, I must group a game!"

Southern Knife Magna: "Say, time, place."

"At 8 o'clock tonight?" Lu Wenxao, "I will treat the 30th floor of Sophie."

Take care of the headache, is the city a hotel? Just mentioned a place to change the place, even the Ming Ming hook, understand that the fat is not flowing out of the field.

Shengwang said: "I am afraid to meet the heart, do you want to come to my house?"

"Zhuang Fan is early retreat." Lian Yu Ming said, "They sent parties in the five-floor banquet hall, chaos, not take the initiative to see it."

Just look, you will send a "ok", return to the list, and you can open a circle.

Vice-generally shared news link, the island of the general manager of Wan Yue, two-dimensional maps, secretary saying that Christmas can't reunite with a boyfriend that loves to love in different sites ... Is it hints that you want to have a holiday? The photo of Zhuang Forte two hours ago.

Gu Yisheng, I have to admit that the beauty is not in the skin, and the bones of Zhuang Fanxin and the skin are excellent. Nowadays, the green faded is more mature, but more fucking.

The secretary knocked in, and the words were buckled on the desktop: "What is?"

"Lunch." Zhou Qiang put a few dining boxes, by the way, "General Manager, Merry Christmas."

Calling the words "Well", squeezing, avoid washing the hand, one side, one hundred years old, gossip: "Do you have a boyfriend in love?"

Zhou Qiang said: "Two years."

If you have no words, he doesn't know what is the meaning of this sentence.

In the evening, I added a small class. When I came to Sophie, I didn't find a parking space. It was a dazzling, it is estimated that there are many Christmas

He took the elevator and rushed to the 30th floor, and his smooth is Dang, found Lu Wen and Sinang in the card. I haven't seen it for a few months. He smashed the Lu Wen's fist, and the sentence "not tune".

The singer will drink beer first, and even the two bottles of white Portuguese is late, I am sorry: "Sorry, my most handsome, I am late, it is really a machine."

"Less less face." Sheng Hao said, "What is your day? Just released the nature?"

Calences and words are low, unlocking the cuffs, and there is a strand that is not drunk. Even Yu Ming crowded: "The occupancy rate of the rooms tonight will inevitably, when you want to open a house."

Southern Asked: "Why?"

Lu Wen Solution: "The five floors will be paired. The entertainment circle is kinky, the fashion circle is a chaos, so many men and women who are like a madman, one night, what home."

After saying, the singer looked at the words, silently said that Zhuang Fan is a banquet center ... Gu Yingyi slaughterflade three faces: "Silous to pour alcohol."

"I don't know where people go," Lian Yi sighed, "It is not yesterday's boy!"

The fifth floor is indeed very lively, the banquet hall is open, and the face is thick, and the top is a good clothes that makes the decommission. Trip is laughing, the arms are light, the scenery of the house is like a silver flower, and the Christmas tree that is entoucted with the lamp is cold.

: "Everyone, this side."

Zhuang Fan's makeup has not been spent, the thin shirt is released, and he shoots advertisement today. It is the leading day. It is the protagonist on behalf of the name. It is busy not easy to face, and a small piece of chest is full.

To replace a glass of wine, he found a scorpion, opposite is the host of a TV station, seeing the model that is high in the high price, one by one, cold, drink half a drop, no longer.

Even gap, I know: "How much is it?"

"Not can't." Zhuang Fan is clear, "I have a drinking medicine before, I am not drunk tonight."

I am so hated: "Why don't you give me some?" Said that the finger is not far away, "That is the head of the magazine, you go, I will give my grandmother to let her sleep early."

Zhuang Fan's heart is moved, and the past is toast, and the neck raises the throat of the throat, and a cup rolls into the stomach. Lights, Cheng Jia Ma Dengtou hosted, Zhuang Fan is too lazy, find a seat to sit down and get online.

He searched "Lu Wen", the information is ignorant, it is really no red.

At this time, Cheng Jiama shouted him. Everyone went back to see him, as the protagonist of this, I have to say two sentences.

Zhuang Fan's heart laughed and smiled in the eye, and said to the official officially said: "Join Silhouette is my honor." The red man is green, who wants to hear this, he will make the atmosphere, " Know, I am back for you, I love you. "

There is a boiling in the hall, and Zhuang Fan is full of smile and walks to the stage. It is like a tide, and I know that he is in his waist, whispered: "Do you come with me?"

Zhuang Fangxin laughs: "I am this shows the position, let the company know, the two are all dial."

The whole party is pursuing the trend of the carnival, the five-story big cake is pushed out, and the cream is wipe, and I will pick up on the platform. Zhuang Fan is dark, this still makes him eat?

He refused to invite, this light and shadow, the shine, it is necessary to be crazy. He is too ugly, and Zhang Wang is too ugly. Can not be exposed to the words Going in the eyes.

It is a bit dizzy, and the medicine does not have a glass of mug of mugs.

Zhuang Fan whispered on the edge, aiming in Wen Lin wearing a headphone nest in the corner. This little fart child has been abnormal. Please make a good time after a day after a day, work extravagance.

"Xiaomin?" Zhuang Fan walks, sitting next to it, "Why don't you go?"

Wen Lin took off the headphones: "I am not intentional." From Xiaowei, this scene, not fresh, he opened the photo album, "Director, I find the sample teacher, I have designed, you help me see."

Zhuang Fan's heart cover the screen: "Why are you cheer?"

"Ah?" Wen Lin scratched his head, "suddenly uncomfortable, diarrhea."

"Farting." Zhuang Fan's heart spit is light, supports the lower bail, "How is your and Gu?

Wen Lin said: "Director, this is my private matter."

Zhuang Fan nodded, copy the cup big mouth, the eyes were blinking in the past four weeks, he was really drunk, I want to get rid of a rogue. "Xiaomin," he reached out to the back neck of Wen Lin, "You tell me, what exactly you and Gu Yan?"

The wine is blowing, Wen Lin frowns: "Director, you drink too much."

"I am getting drunk, this thing is clear." Zhuang Fan's heart forced the other party to see him, "You ask for it so much in the car, know that it is not happy in the future? So the mood is not good?"

"Then, these two days and good? How is it doing? Is there any confirmation?"

Wen Lin makes it: "What are you ?!"

"My mother likes him!"

Wen Lin only surprised. Zhuang Fan's heart, he thought he had to brew, did not expect such a good time, he looked at Wen Lin, declared the war: "Bunny scorpion, I want to compete with you."

Zhuang Fan's heart, she still didn't forget the next sentence: "Your design shoulders are not working hard, reform."

He went to the chair and went forward. After a few steps, Wen Lin suddenly came out: "The saying goes refuses me."

Zhuang Fan is incredible to return, and Wen Lin said a little wrote: "After dinner that night, he clearly refused me."

Seeing the face, Wen Lin is very good, try to "how do you think I do," Wen Lin is very big, the pet is favorable, it doesn't matter, I have a good heart, so I asked some difficult privacy in the car, but I deliberately got to find the words.

Going home, the more you want to get it, the more you don't have a mood.

Zhuang Fan is paralyzed for a moment, returning to the end, stepped more and more urgent, passing through the green light red, and picking out the number of words. No one picks up, he dials the second time, the third time, the other party will be called.

The bar is high, the phone has finally vibrated from the outer suit pocket. When they pick up, they have just stopped, and there are six pass unpaid all from Zhuang. Not a party, what is ... seventh sound.

He answered: "Hey?"

"Guo Yan!" Zhuang Fan said loudly, "Where are you? I want to see you!"

Gu Yu said: "What? Are you drunk?"

"I am awake! Where are you ?!" Zhuang Fan's emotional emotional excitement, "I want to see you now, you tell me, I want to see you! I have something to tell you!"

Lu Wen heard it next to: "I can't play, will it be?"

If you are in a glance, you will not stop in your mobile phone. He should have said: "I am in the thirty floor bar -"

It has been hung. Cantonese can't help but wait.

Zhuang Fan's heart is running out of the banquet hall, is moving quiet, people say he, call him, his head does not rush back. Before rushing to the elevator, he was mad, waiting for the door to open the arrows into, thirty layers, he died and stared at the number of jumping, the heart followed, almost blocked.

When the door opened, Zhuang Fan's heart ran, he was like fleeing, as well as chasing, and rushing into the light blur. "Guo Yan?" The far scene, shouted to bump, "Gu Yan?

Sheng Wang took the lead in hearing, starting from the card, Zhuang Fan's heart, looking at the steps outside the card, looking at the face of the table.

Lu Wen was quietly withdrawing, hiding.

Calling the words, this moment. Zhuang Fan stood below him, I don't know if it is still drunk, my face is red, my eyeliner is slightly halved, lining with a faint light, a pair of eyes have never been blur. Also explained two bucks, born with a chest, told him to think of the scenery of the lingering tattoo.

Zhuang Fan's breath, walk, go around, and let the legs will suddenly leg. His debut, squatting, squatting with a knees, tightly grabbing the arms of the words.

Since the reunation, he has finally touched it at this moment.

Every other is full of wine, two breathing, even in a strong, and the words are looking down at the face of Zhuang Fan: "What happened?"

"I can't let you go."

When the opening, the liver, Zhuang Fan is looking forward: "I have been can't let go, after changing, I think every night, I am installing, calm, calm, all fucking! ... I still like you."

"I have been patience, I know you and small temperature, I don't let him overtime, when I have been laughing at your face, I am alive, I am really crazy!" Zhuang Fan shake, " I told him that I have to compete with him. He said that you refuse him? Is it true? Is it?! "

The arms of the words are hurt: "Yes."

Zhuang Fan is slightly slight: "I am different from him, you refuse me, I will die, I will do shameless rogue ... You want to forget me, but I can't forget you, I want to chase you back. "

"It was my fault, I weak, harm you pain, all my fault! Now I have mature, I have a stable work and life, I can do myself, I can promise you!"

Zhuang Fan's chest is dramatic. "My grandfather is gone, the company, the jewelry design, my family and dreams I haven't had, I have no weakness and dramatic, I can love you, I will live no longer!"

Gu Yu said the heart: "... what do you say?"

"I don't care, I want to find you back." Zhuang Fan's heart is red, and there is a voice, "I have to make up for ten years, and chase you back!"

He shouted his mouth and his throat was hot.

In the empty miles of the words, he got to be inch, and the probe held the other party's waist, even riding, like spoiled and kid: "Can you, Mr. Gu?"

Gu Yan, staring at him, and the forehead is obvious.

Zhuang Fan's heart is tame: "I can't use it, I don't listen. If I can, I will say anything, even if I am afraid."

Half, Gu Yan rolled throat: "Zhuang Fan Xin, happy birthday."