The crew stayed for three months, and it was the first time Meng Huo fell asleep until he woke up naturally.When woke up and looked at phone, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were more than a dozen missed calls from assistant XiaoTang.

Meng Huo bit his toothbrush and rubbed his hair casually. His bangs grew a little too long, piercing his eyes.

The boy in the mirror, without any pretentious sense of disobedience, was wearing a dark gray sleeveless vest. His thin arm muscles concealed strength, but they were not exaggerated, clean and refreshing.

Meng Huo stretched out his hand to press down the curled strand of hair.

On the first day at the age of 21, I finally saw myself pleasing to the eye.

While humming a song, he called XiaoTang back, and the call was picked up quickly, with XiaoTang's voice tinged with tears.

"Brother Meng?"

"Yeah." Meng Huo's voice was lazy, and the tone was very weak, but he could hear that he was in a good mood, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought Brother Meng, you... nothing. Brother Meng, did you really break up with Mr. Lu?"

As an assistant who has been with Meng Huo for three years, Xiao Tang has a fairly clear understanding of Meng Huo and the company's senior management.

Meng Huo tried his best not to sound too high-spirited.

"Yeah, I'm single again."

XiaoTang thought he was trying to hold on, and changed the subject: "...then where do you live now?"

"hotel."

He was supposed to fly to Shanghai this morning, and there was a platform event in the afternoon. Now it seems that all of them should be cancelled, right?

Meng Huo casually asked for confirmation, Xiaotang hesitated and wanted to comfort him: "It's okay, the brand has no spirit of contract at all, please don't cooperate with them in the future!"

What XiaoTang didn't tell him was that not only was the platform event temporarily canceled this afternoon, but the magazine shooting was also suddenly stopped. Even the signed variety show, the director also called to inform the replacement.No way.XiaoTang was anxious like a fly without a head, and was especially afraid that Meng Huo would not think about doing something stupid, so she made more than a dozen phone calls worriedly. If Meng Huo answered later, she was ready to go to the police station to call the police.

Meng Huo laughed softly when he heard the words, the company estimated that the next step would be to hide him in the snow, so what's the future?

XiaoTang comforted him on the phone not to worry, and went to the company to find out what was going on. Before Meng Huo had time to persuade her to save some effort, XiaoTang hung up the phone with high spirits.

Meng Huo casually put on a baggy denim jacket and went out, took a taxi to the styling room.

This is a small white bungalow located in an alley, with two storeys, which has been beautifully remodeled.

Meng Huo pushed the door open and went in. A second ago, he was stunned by the man who was picking and choosing models in the mirror, and immediately put on a smile.

"Meng Huo, why are you here?"

In the next second, I looked left and right around him: "Isn't it, is it really blurred?"

Otherwise, why would a busy person show up alone?

Meng Huo looked at the man with a golden hair, but he was not angry, he nodded generously, with a hearty smile: "Yes."

It's finally blurred.

"And got dumped."

Meng Huo added, pulling out a chair at random and sitting down. The broken-hearted Meng Huo looked at the young man in the mirror and raised his eyebrows:

"So I came to ask you to change your hairstyle."

Kelvin smiled, showing two small canine teeth, and immediately handed over the model to someone else.

Meng Huo's head, he has to take charge of it himself!

Kelvin stroked the fine black hair in his palm, rubbed his hands together excitedly, and shouted: "Great, you finally think about it!"

From the first time Meng Huo fell into his hands, Kelvin spared no effort to persuade him for three years to change his look and stop being a gentle prince. It has long been outdated and cannot attract fans.

No matter how many times he said it, Meng Huo just smiled helplessly and said, "The company stipulates this, what can I do?"

Kelvin can only be attributed to the artist's involuntary and the fact that the dog company really doesn't have eyes.

Meng Huo leaned lazily on the back of the chair and handed his head to him with complete confidence.Kelvin looked very good in the mirror, sitting casually like a teenager in a pictorial, with artistic pursuits and creativity bubbling out slowly.

I have to say that Meng Huo is the best-looking artist he has ever seen.Long Zhang

The face of Scum Gong, who can make people soft and forgive all the bad things he does every day, can't think about what kind of gentle route to take.

The original bangs were long, covering the cold and sharp eyebrows, and the hairstyle was old-fashioned and conservative, making him look several years older.

"I'll cut your hair short, and I'll give you some blue highlights on your ears, it's guaranteed to look good!"

"Meng Huo swiped his phone, nodding his head casually." Up to you."

Open Weibo, the 999+@ that was cleared yesterday appeared again.

Meng Huo nodded and couldn't help laughing.He sort of understood why XiaoTang was hesitating and worrying that he couldn't find a place to live.

It was that familiar marketing number again.

@圈内热姐: "@Meng Huo why is he showing up on the street alone in the middle of the night, suspected of being kicked out of the house by the money owner. [Picture 1] [Picture 2] [Picture 3]"

The picture was secretly taken last night. He pulled his suitcase and walked out of the expensive-looking neighborhood.With no assistant or nanny car by side, dragged luggage and made a phone call by self. With the hazy filter and the image quality of the landline, really looked like was abandoned.

"Hi Da Pu Ben! Nod to a good day!"

"Has the funder finally thought about it? That's great, don't torture the audience anymore."

"I have some contacts. The financial backer behind MH really abandoned him. The afternoon event was temporarily cancelled. The Pineapple TV variety show was also replaced by an artist from the same company. The magazine also died... All follow-up resources are gone. I heard that the company is already discussing it.It's hidden in the snow."

...

Meng Huo flipped through the comments. Netizens were saying that he was weak, pitiful, and helpless in the photo, and he also had a "feeling of resentment against his husband" who broke through the screen and was abandoned.

Meng Huo thought about it for a while, it's okay.

He was obviously at the barbecue restaurant where he usually ate, and asked the boss to reserve a place for him, it was abnormally spicy and spicy.

It's good not to be restricted by the plot anymore, he used to be like a brainless person, and he didn't have to cut his trumpet when he swiped Weibo.

Meng Huo first followed this marketing account on his trumpet account. The KPI of this marketing account should not be low. He was diligently updating the blog at 2 o'clock in the morning. The news was timely, and the follower did not get lost.

But... Netizens reminded him.

Meng Huo clicked on the WeChat that he had neglected for a day. Judging from the cancellation of the event and the attitude of the company, Lu Yu really gave up on him.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Could it be that he just came out from Meng Zhi after doing it?

"Where are you?"

It is estimated that he returned to the apartment and saw that the room was deserted.

"I don't have time to play such boring games with you."

Meng Huo has been immune to the domineering tone for three years.

"What do you think you are, recognize your own identity."

Canary actually wanted to fly out of the cage, and the double had to look like a double.

Meng Huo looked at the lines on the screen and dubbed them silently in his heart.

After a while, Lu Yu sent out the last message.

"Meng Huo, don't regret it."

Meng Huo stared at the last reply, not regretting it, but feeling a little distressed.

I feel sorry for Yuanshen, the cannon fodder.

After so many years of silent love, I didn't even get a "Happy Birthday".

Just go offline.

The corners of Meng Huo's lips curled up, and he swiftly blocked and deleted his boyfriend, oh no, his ex-boyfriend.

"No, it's too Gu, the Gu God has come!" Kelvin held his head, and suddenly went crazy, "Such a handsome shape is made by the young master! Hurry up, take a picture, I want to hang it in the shop and frame it, as a signboard!"

Meng Huo fell asleep, and opened his eyes two hours later. Suddenly, he was also dazzled by the boy in the mirror.

Like flowing fire, quenching gold, all the good things come undisguised.

The thick bangs that didn't suit him were thinned, and they hung casually on his forehead, revealing his delicate and noble eyebrows just right.Dark blue highlights add a touch of wildness to the brunette look, which is eye-catching.

Kelvin also shaved off his eyebrows in an afterplay, to set off the little mole at the end of his eyes, which was evil and lustful.

Meng Huo raised his eyebrows unaccustomedly, and Kelvin almost cried out.

If the previous shape imprisoned him in an inappropriate shell, Kelvin completely grasped and magnified Meng Huo's innate bone advantage, infinitely magnifying his beauty.

Meng Huo didn't follow Meng Zhi's way of dressing today. The denim jacket was clean and neat. With this look, he was simply the most eye-catching male college student on the street.

This is "National First Love".

Who wouldn't want to fall in love with a cool and handsome male college student, with a glance over him, his legs would be broken!Carrying a locomotive with long legs, when the cold wind blows past your ears, you hold your hand to your waist, pull you to elope to the dark and deserted stairwell and kiss...

Ahhhhh, Kelvin slapped himself twice and rescued Meng Huo from his teenage fantasies.

"This scumbag Su feels absolutely disgusting, the only one in the entertainment industry!"

Kelvin patted left and right, was so excited that he was incoherent, and almost wrote "I am □□" on his forehead.

"Let me just say, Meng Zhi is far behind you, and you can only learn from him when your brain is flooded."

Meng Huo twitched the corners of his lips, and was also very satisfied with the new look.

He cut the account number on Weibo, although it will be hidden, but he has three fans now, and they will see it while the account number and password are still in his hands.

If you can choose, who wants to be a substitute for others.

Meng Huo didn't want to hide in the snow and carried the label of "Xiao Mengzhi", so he turned on the camera of his mobile phone, took a photo of it, cropped it at will, and posted a Weibo.

@Meng Huo: "New look."

After cutting his hair and came out, it was getting late, so Meng Huo randomly found a small shop with a good business on the side of the road to eat noodles.

After pouring two rounds of vinegar and mixing the noodles with miscellaneous sauce, Meng Huo held the noodle bowl bigger than his face, eating with great appetite.

At the next table sat two little girls who looked like college students. They looked at each other, looked at their mobile phones, and then at the young man who was eating noodles. This vigorous eating was still the pretentious "I'll be full after a small bowl" in variety shows.Was Meng Huo scolded for his posture?

But it looks like a star, and the food is bold but not vulgar. On the contrary, it smells quite delicious and can arouse people's appetite.

The short-haired girl plucked up her courage and took her mobile phone to ask for proof:

"Well, is this you?"

The phone page stays on Weibo, the newly swiped selfie.

The suffocating apple is front-facing, and the angle is so random that it is outrageous, but it is still so beautiful that black fans will stay for five seconds longer.

The young man stared at the camera indifferently, without the business sense of the fake smile in the past, he was unrestrained and clear, and he was so refreshing and natural that he was handsome.

Very... pleasing to the eye.

Meng Huo slipped into a big mouthful of noodles, glanced at it, and nodded casually.

"Yes."

He didn't wear a mask, and he had at most three fans, so he couldn't cause riots wherever he went.

The little girl and her companion stomped their feet excitedly.

Holding the excitement of "Although Meng Huo is a star", this is the first time she has met a star in the real world.

Meng Huo inserted a straw into the glass bottle of soy milk, and he looked a little obedient while biting the straw.

"You look better in person than on TV!"

The little girl attributed Meng Huo's strange feeling of being pleasing to the eye suddenly to the fact that the star is not photogenic.

Meng Huo smiled.

"thank you."

"Can you sign me?"

"I want it too... is that okay?"

The slightly shy girl next to him also asked.

The corners of Meng Huo's mouth twitched, and with the pleasure of "eat a bowl of noodles and gained two fans and made a fortune", he waved his hand and signed his name on the napkin.

The two girls left contentedly. Meng Huo was not full, so he ordered another bowl of noodles.While waiting, Meng Huo raised his head and looked out the window. This area was full of old alleys that couldn't be demolished, located among skyscrapers. Looking up, they were all CBD and commercial centers.

Especially "Huanyu Plaza" is the most famous, the huge LED display screen, the advertising fee per second starts at 100,000 yuan, in short, it is synonymous with the front.

Meng Huo has shot a lot of commercials, but he has never been on that screen.

is playing on the display

A watch advertisement, charged every second and every second, and introduced a high-end slow motion.

Meng Huo had heard of that brand, and when Lu Yu spared no effort to praise him, his agent tried to talk to him about a short-term endorsement of a brand's branch line of sports, and got a reply from the brand.

"Overreaching."

Meng Huo stared at the pair of flawless and extravagant hands, and the gleaming "Global Spokesperson" title, and suddenly became very interested. What does the face that can be favored by the father of an unpopular brand look like?

Meng Huo bit the soy milk straw, stared straight at it without blinking, and the camera slowly panned up——

Meng Huo couldn't help but whistled.