I'm in a sports variety show with my nemesis HE

Chapter 39

Song Mingyuan was thinking hard at home on how to deal with the relationship between him and Gao Xingcheng, but he didn't think of a solution, and new troubles came instead.

Probably because he seldom responded to Mengwei's messages after he noticed something these days, Zhao Fan still couldn't hold back and called.

As soon as Song Mingyuan saw the manager's name on the screen, he couldn't help but think of his lost hero again, his voice became colder, and he reluctantly called out "Brother Fan".

Zhao Fan was actually unwilling to contact Song Mingyuan. It seemed that since signing him, the two of them hadn't talked very calmly, but there was no way. Who asked the company to arrange for him to take him?

There was no emotion in Zhao Fan's voice: "Mingyuan, why don't you come to the company."

Song Mingyuan didn't want to see Zhao Fan and Feng Xuanjie at all: "If you have anything to say, just talk about it!"

Zhao Fan hesitated for a moment, the relationship between the two was already like this, he simply didn't mince words: "The company's new signing Mengwei, please bring me."

Song Mingyuan himself has no objection to Mengwei, but just can't accept the company's approach: "Take her? How should I take her? I'll take her to "Let's Exercise Together"?"

"Is it okay? Is your relationship with Director Sun okay?"

Zhao Fan actually took Song Mingyuan's casual angry words seriously, but soon he realized that this matter was impossible, and his tone became more embarrassing: "Aren't you on good terms with Mengwei? Get together..."

Before Zhao Fan finished speaking, Song Mingyuan interrupted him: "Impossible!"

"How is it impossible?" Zhao Fan's tone softened, "You don't need to do anything, just let the company issue a draft and leave the imagination space to the netizens!"

"Impossible!" Song Mingyuan repeated coldly again.

"This mutually beneficial thing does not really require you to fall in love and send intimate photos. What's wrong?"

"Mutual benefit?" Song Mingyuan gripped the guardrail by the window, he knew that Zhao Fan's phone call was definitely not a good thing, "I don't think it will be beneficial to me."

Zhao Fan was also surprisingly calm today. He had already expected Song Mingyuan's attitude. The speculation of CP was his biggest concern. Zhao Fan naturally thought of a solution: "Mingyuan, I didn't want to say it at first, but you also know , you are always so inconsistent with the company's arrangements, and President Li has a lot of opinions on you."

Song Mingyuan pursed his lips, not wanting to talk. He also knew that Zhao Fan's attitude towards him could not have been decided by himself. To a certain extent, it also represented Li Haoqi, the boss of Spark Culture, but this was the first time. Zhao Fan moved Mr. Li out.

"Your contract expires in seven or eight years, and the liquidated damages for terminating the contract are quite a lot. You say you are always like this, so you don't push yourself into a corner?" Zhao Fan said earnestly, seeming to care about him, "Ming Yuan, Listen to my brother's persuasion, you bring Mengwei, it's nothing more than giving netizens some imagination, why do you..."

Zhao Fan paused. Song Mingyuan probably knew what he was going to say. Every time they argued, they basically only missed one sentence, but Zhao Fan kept pointing to the end and never said it clearly.

"Why do you want to get to the point where you are hidden by the company?"

These words were finally uttered by Zhao Fan. Song Mingyuan leaned against the wall by the window, the bright and dazzling sunset shone on his face, and he frowned, facing the light.

Everyone said that the entertainment industry is complicated. When he first entered this industry, he didn't believe it at all. He just thought it was the fastest way to get exposed. When Xinghuo said he would sign a contract with him, he signed it without thinking. Allow yourself to be so passive.

But in the past two years, in fact, there is nothing complicated in the entertainment industry. It is nothing more than being noticed and not being noticed.

But Song Mingyuan didn't expect that he must be the one who didn't pay attention.

Now he only felt that all the disturbing things were rushed together, and Zhao Fan didn't urge him, just quietly waiting there for him to figure out the stakes.

"Let me think about it, Brother Fan."

The setting sun finally made Song Mingyuan's eyes hurt and dry, and his eyes began to blur. He lowered his head and said softly.

"Okay." Zhao Fan didn't want to say more, and hung up the phone happily. Song Mingyuan, with an ostrich mentality, didn't think about this issue at all, but directly plunged into the sofa, holding his precious plastic ring in the palm of his hand.

"Let's Exercise Together" has been aired for three episodes, and their recording schedule has been tightened even more. After two days of rest, Song Mingyuan set off for the recording location again.

When he got off the plane, he found that besides his own moons, Gao Xingcheng's fans were also at the airport. The two fans didn't know when they stopped confronting each other, and some fans even held two light signs of him and Gao Xingcheng at the same time.

It's good not to quarrel, fans can worry, and he can also worry.

Song Mingyuan smiled, greeted the fans, and walked out with his luggage.

Xiao Mu followed behind him with a bag in his hand. Through the crowd, he saw the license plate number just sent by the program staff, and turned around to greet Song Mingyuan: "Brother Yuan, this way!"

Song Mingyuan took the fan's card, signed his name smartly, and handed the card to the fan. Then he followed Xiaomu to the other side, but within two steps, the fans behind him suddenly burst into screams.

He thought the fans didn't want him to leave, so he turned his head and waved at them with his signature smile, leaving some time for the fans to take pictures, and reluctantly walked backwards towards the car.

He backed away so seriously that he didn't realize he was next to the car until he hit the human cushion.

"Cushion" seemed to be afraid that he would fall, and put a broad palm directly on his side waist. There seemed to be some joy in the familiar deep voice, and asked with concern behind him: "Xiao Yuan, are you okay?" ?”

Song Mingyuan turned his head and saw that Gao Xingcheng, who had troubled him for two days, was standing behind him with a smile on his face, and was waving and nodding to his fans.

what's the situation?

Is this the car arranged by the program crew, or is Gao Xingcheng waiting for him on purpose?

Song Mingyuan stood aside, slipped away from Gao Xingcheng's palm without showing any signs, and cast his eyes on Xiaomu.

Xiaomu just put the luggage in his hand into the trunk, talking and laughing with Yaoyao beside him, not paying attention to his brother's eyes at all.

Song Mingyuan looked at the fans taking pictures in the distance, so he continued to smile reluctantly, coughed lightly, called Xiaomu over, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

While taking the luggage in his hand, Xiaomu turned his back and replied without any trace: "The license plate number given by the program team is this one, but just heard from Yaoyao, it seems that they have been waiting for a long time."

Song Mingyuan curled his lips. Previously, the show crew had always had one guest and one car. This was the first time two people had one car. I don't know if it was because the car was tight today or Gao Xingcheng was obstructing it.

The two bowed goodbye to the fans together, surprisingly neat and harmonious. Song Mingyuan got into the car and immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

He thought about it at home for a few days, but he didn't think of a good way to cool down the relationship with Gao Xingcheng. After thinking about it, it seemed that he could only ignore him. No matter what he did, he pretended not to see it, and didn't know it.

Watching Song Mingyuan get into the car, Gao Xingcheng pretended to play with his mobile phone, as if looking at himself, he looked like he was about to fall, his heart was soft, he turned his head generously, stared at Song Mingyuan with a smirk.

He has not been idle these days, and he had a meal with Anping when he returned to City A.

Anping was very efficient. He had already obtained Song Mingyuan's entry materials and handed them directly to Gao Xingcheng.

In fact, Gao Xingcheng doesn't really need this information anymore, but he still looks through it. Song Mingyuan was born in Dicheng. Song's father, Song Lei, and Song's mother, Qiu Wanyi, moved to Yicheng when they were six years old because of their mother's job transfer. They studied in Yicheng. I went to elementary school, junior high school, and high school, and later I was admitted to a university in City A, where I studied economics.

Gao Xingcheng's eyes turned red after reading this document.

Song Mingyuan studied economics, that is to say, if he wasn't looking for himself, he probably wouldn't have entered the entertainment circle at all. After graduation, he would be a financial analyst or something, wearing a neat suit, strategizing among the data, yes The job he had dreamed of since he was a child.

Anping had never seen Gao Xingcheng like this before. He held the menu and dared not speak. After a long time, he tentatively asked, "Then when are you going to tell Song Mingyuan about this?"

Gao Xingcheng put the information aside carefully, and then slowly said: "I don't intend to tell him."

"Aren't you going to tell?"

"Well," Gao Xingcheng nodded, "I asked him tentatively before. He always thought that he would recognize me when he saw me, so I didn't want him to know. I found out first. I want him to recognize me a little bit. I want him to fall in love with me slowly."

"But," Anping touched his hair, he is not used to Gao Xingcheng being so considerate and thoughtful, and the gap between him and the other party in his impression is too big, "Aren't you engaged? What else do you like?"

"That's different. There must be feelings in the marriage contract." Gao Xingcheng had a smile and longing that Anping had rarely seen on his face, as if he was a little shy, "I hope he is with me because he likes me." , not because of the marriage contract, you have to be with me."

Anping was at a loss for words for a while, he always thought that even if Gao Xingcheng fell in love, he would be more cold and rational, but he didn't expect it to be like this, and commented on him with a helpless smile: "I just... didn't expect you to be a love brain? "

Gao Xingcheng's thoughts drifted back again. He stared at Song Mingyuan's pretendingly calm side face. He felt that Anping's description was quite accurate. He was a love brain. Ever since he knew that Song Mingyuan was Xiaoqian, he seemed to be full of thoughts on how to make Song Mingyuan fall in love with him. on him.

While looking at the phone, Song Mingyuan felt Gao Xingcheng's scorching gaze, feeling very irritable, not knowing what kind of routine the other party was doing.

In the end, it was Xiaomu who broke their previous wonderful atmosphere in a daze: "Brother Xingcheng, what's the matter with you? Why do you keep staring at Brother Yuan?"

As soon as Xiaomu opened his mouth, Song Mingyuan wished to shut his mouth immediately. He had finally turned a blind eye for so long, but was pointed out by his assistant. It seemed that he needed to give Xiaomu some training.

Song Mingyuan sighed lightly, put down his phone, turned his head to meet the eyes of his competitor with a mysterious smile, and asked patiently, "What's the matter?"

"No." Gao Xingcheng shook his head, still with a smiling expression, in order to find a suitable reason for himself, but his mind just said nonsense, "Oh, I'm a little motion sick, I don't get dizzy when I turn this way."

Before Song Mingyuan could speak, Yaoyao sprayed all the water on Xiaomu's trouser leg.

Her brother Xing has always been lively and has no taboos, why didn't she know when he had a new problem of motion sickness?

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The author has something to say:

Gao·Wife Staring Maniac·Xingcheng: I am a love brain, I only have my wife in my eyes, hehe~

Song · Pretend to be stupid · Ming Yuan: I can't see, I can't hear, I don't know, Gao Xingcheng quickly retreats, hehe~

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My dears, happy new year, I wish you all a happy new year, success in study, smooth career, sweet love, happy family, wish come true, get rich, love you, meme~

I have been doing general cleaning for the past few days, but the cleaning has become more and more messy. Finally, this morning, the hygiene at home has been fixed, and the daily changes will resume later. Let Mingyuan and Xingcheng accompany everyone to celebrate the Spring Festival~

Special thanks to the cute little "Umaru" for irrigating the nutrient solution and throwing the mines, I am very encouraged~ Compassionate~

Thanks for reading, bow~