Chapter Eighteen
Early morning, rental house.
Lu Yang woke up very early, and the first thing he did after opening his eyes was to turn on his phone and check entertainment news.
Not surprisingly, Gu Qinghan's name appeared on the homepage, but it was in a corner.
The cover is a candid photo taken by a paparazzi. The ones caught in the shot are the bouquet of hot dog flowers and the pretty face of Gu Qinghan eating hot dogs, while the withered Lu Yang only occupies a small corner, and his face is even replaced by a mosaic.
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Putting the phone on hold, Lu Yang rushed into the toilet and looked at his face many times in the mirror. He found no major problems. He was still as handsome as before, comparable to A Zu and Guan Xi in his previous life.
He kept scratching his head and couldn't think of an answer for a long time.
Gu Qinghan was right, you shouldn't take yourself too seriously.
Because the headline on that bad entertainment report was: "Shocked! After finishing her filming, the famous actress indulged herself so much!"
The title is very eye-catching, and it is easy for people to think about it, but the actual content is completely opposite.
[Recent entertainment news revealed that after the popular star Gu Qinghan finished his filming, he actually ate ten hot dogs while exercising at night. Let’s just say, has the filming life of the current crew become so difficult?]
This was the content of the draft. Its protagonists were only Gu Qinghan and the handful of hot dogs, and Lu Yang became a passerby who didn't mention it at all.
The funny thing is, underneath that draft, netizens are asking:
"Where is the hot dog stand?"
"Which hot dog restaurant can make the goddess so favored that she can eat ten hot dogs in one meal?"
"We can see the goddess not only on the television, but also at the hot dog stand."
"..."
Comments like this once made Lu Yang wonder whether Hot Dog Aunt wanted to make up for her losses by paying off paparazzi and marketing accounts to create an advertisement for herself.
Until he saw this reply: "Who is the mosaic man holding a hot dog next to him? In fact, they are in a relationship, right?"
The clever marketing account responded decisively: "Relax, they are obviously not."
It's strange. He obviously didn't want to see the scandal, and the fact was what Lu Yang wanted, but he was still a little disappointed.
It seemed like the whole world thought they were incompatible.
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"Boss, there are a lot of private messages in the background. Currently, eighteen restaurants want to invite paparazzi to shoot in their stores. The bids range from 5,000 to 30,000."
In Magic City, Huanyu Media, men report to their superiors.
He was the paparazzi last night. When he discovered Gu Qinghan, he thought he was going to get headline-like news. However, when the photo was sent to his superiors and finally released, it was relegated to the corner of the home page.
"You still don't understand why you write it like this?" the superior asked.
"have no idea."
The superior pushed up his glasses, and the light on the ceiling refracted, emitting a wise light, "Do you still remember, when Gu Qinghan found you, he was too blatant, and he even didn't forget to wave to you when he left. What does this mean?"
"She's not afraid."
"Yes!" The superior pointed forward, with sharp eyes, and said word by word: "Then, there is only one truth!
——The two of them don’t have any close relationship!”
Behind the superior, on the huge screen, there were private messages from businesses requesting paparazzi to come in. He scanned them all with his finger, "A piece of worthless news. Only in this way can it create huge value for us!"
Finally, the superior patted the paparazzi on the head and said with a hint of regret, "You still need to study more."
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It's still early morning at Moyin Music Production Studio.
Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan were face to face, holding the lyrics and music of "Saying Goodbye" in their hands. They were practicing singing in a small room. Gu Qinghan had extended the invitation last night because of his status as the creator.
"Did you bribe the paparazzi last night?" Lu Yang asked, "When?"
He thought for a long time and felt that this was the only possibility. After all, no mentally retarded marketing account could write such a draft full of fantastic ideas, even if his head was full of cement.
Because of this, the morning exercise was cancelled, and Lan Qin, who was wearing a plastic hair curler, gave them a scolding. After all, no one would have thought that a celebrity would be in the news with such a posture.
Netizens who didn't mind watching the excitement even put it on the hot search list, and exchanged the extremely high popularity for two bans issued by Lan Qin, targeting only the two of them:
No more hot dogs.
You are not allowed to go out for a night run.
"Later I contacted their company and gave them some money." Gu Qinghan lied effortlessly, but he still changed the topic, "Practice singing."
"Okay." Lu Yang nodded.
There was no hesitation. In essence, they were both workaholics. They could get into the mood immediately without any preparation. Gu Qinghan took a steady breath and started singing: "It's getting cold, it's raining, you're leaving..."
"stop!"
The sudden stop made Gu Qinghan frown.
She has put a lot of effort into singing over the years, and her skills have been recognized by many teachers in the industry. However, in front of Lu Yang, she was paused as soon as she opened her mouth.
"The mood is not right."
"It's cold..."
"Stop." Lu Yang stopped again, frowning slightly, "The mood is still wrong."
"Tell me." Gu Qinghan stared into his eyes, a little dissatisfied.
"Do you still remember the reviews of the first two albums?" Lu Yang put down the lyrics and music. In fact, he didn't need these things. The original songs of Jay Chou in his previous life were the best templates. He had listened to them over and over again.
"No one criticized your singing skills, and even most of the compliments were because of your skills."
Lu Yang turned on his mobile phone and presented the album review interface in front of Gu Qinghan, "But you still earned the reputation of being the destroyer of good songs. Why? It's all about technique and no emotion!"
"You said before that the choice of song style is a problem."
"That's one of the reasons."
"So how can we change it?" Gu Qinghan asked, she was not the kind of person who knew her mistakes and never corrected them.
"Have you ever been in love?"
"without."
"Are all the elders in the family alive? Have any close relatives passed away?"
"They are all here, not dead." Gu Qinghan squinted his eyes, "Are you going to ask me my birthday and horoscope next?"
In her eyes, Lu Yang has become a fortune teller, sitting on the street holding a gossip, with "If you want to know what happens next" written on the left and "You may as well come in and ask the fortune first" on the right.
Of course, he is more like a thief who conducts a thorough household check before committing a crime.
"You are an actor." Lu Yang ignored him and continued talking about business, "Usually when you are acting in a crying scene, you are thinking about something and use the emotion at that time to sing out."
"I can cry when I want to. No need to prepare." Gu Qinghan finally found some advantages in this aspect, and she pursued the victory, "Why don't you sing it again and try it?"
"Okay." Lu Yang nodded. He was Mai Ba in his previous life, so he was not timid in this regard.
He was waiting just to let Gu Qinghan feel the emotions better. Even if she couldn't find a substitute for expressing her emotions, she still had to have a standard template.
But the theme of this song is lovelorn. Gu Qinghan has never been in love, let alone lost in love.
So does Lu Yang.
Chapter completed!