Chapter 6

In the crew, Fu Zhiyao comes to the stage, and the assistant shakes his mobile phone hand slightly.

Fu Zhiyao glanced at her and asked casually, "what are you looking at?"

Assistant shiver, "know... Know Yao elder brother, small Yu on hot search."

Fu Zhiyao wiped his face with his hand, and looked at it. It was gloomy. "What's the matter again?"

Xie Yu went to hot search last time because he was photographed holding him on the way back from work. His fans scolded him for several days and nights.

The assistant shivered and handed the phone up.

Fu Zhiyao dropped his eyes and focused on Xie Yu's hot search.

The first day of hot search is Xie Yu's stage GIF today. The marketing is boastful, and the following comments are mostly positive:

[husband!!!!! 】

[he disappeared in the blink of an eye, it's so beautiful]

[Xie Yu laughs, I'll laugh with him, am I hopeless]

[ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!! 】Love is here!!! 】

[it's hard for my brother to go down to earth! 】

[suddenly climbing the wall jpg.]

...

there were almost no bad comments in the front row.

Fu Zhiyao flipped over, then stepped back to open the GIF. He picked up his eyebrows and laughed.

Although he laughed, the assistant felt that the air around him seemed to be colder. She had been with Fu Zhiyao for a long time and knew that this was the precursor of his anger. So she took a careful look at him and said with a dry smile, "Xiao... Xiaoyu seems to have improved a lot."

As she speaks, Fu Zhiyao refreshes with his mobile phone, and a new video goes on the hot search, which is Xie Yu's backstage interview.

In the past, Xie Yu was rarely photographed on the edge of the camera, but today, the camera is aimed at him at the same time.

The young man's hair is thin and soft, and now he is wearing bright little sequins. He has delicate facial features and fair skin. He stands beside Shen Mo quietly, with a pair of bright and clear amber eyes slightly staring round. He looks lovely and soft, which makes people want to pinch and touch.

"Who has a better relationship with Xiaoyu?" A reporter asked this question.

Fu Zhiyao narrowed his eyes and watched quietly in the noisy set with a headset.

The assistant on one side looked at Fu Zhiyao's movements and held his breath slightly.

She has just seen the video, Xie Yu's reply...

she closed her eyes and waited for the storm to come.

Fu Zhiyao also heard the answer.

The boy didn't seem to be used to being surrounded by so many people. He lowered his head and looked embarrassed.

Shen Mo beside him looked down at him with a smile and said something in his ear.

Obedient soft young slightly a Zheng, bit bit lip, small voice said, "vice team."

The reporter did not seem to hear clearly, gently "ah" a.

Xie Yu's face slightly red, raised his head and repeated loudly, "deputy team, I'm the best in the team and the vice team."

Around for a moment quiet down, teammates have looked at him.

The young man on the screen suddenly lowered his head, as if frightened, and did not dare to look up.

Silent for a moment, the reporter just blinked his eyes and asked, "the original relationship with the deputy team is the best ~ no wonder the deputy team just whispered with you."

"Shen Mo just whispered with Xie Yu. Is it convenient to ask?" Another reporter saw that Shen Mo seemed to be in a good mood today and did not have a black face in front of the media, so he boldly handed over the microphone and asked.

The tall and handsome man beside Xie Yu smiles at the screen, and then naturally stretches out his arm. He hooks up the young man's neck and looks down at him with a smile. His voice is low and ambiguous. "I just threatened him that if he said something else, he would beat him when he went back."

The video is over here. Fu Zhiyao chuckles at the words "replay" on the mobile phone screen.

The assistant's neck was cold, "brother Zhiyao..."

[Ding Fu Zhiyao's liking degree - 5, current total liking degree: 20.]

he slapped his mobile phone on the table, "now go back."

"Ah?" The assistant's face turned pale, and his legs were soft with fear. "Brother Zhiyao, we can't go back. You still have a play in the early morning."