Chapter 83 Use Your Husband When It's Time to Use Him



Chapter 83 Use Your Husband When It's Time to Use Him

"Wear more clothes. It's cold on the road." Yan Han personally put on Pei Lang's windbreaker and rubbed his hair, which had grown a little but was still very short.

In front of the dressing mirror, Pei Lang opened his arms and embraced Yan Han. "Wait for me at home. I will be back soon after the event and interview are over."

"Okay, call me if you have anything." After carefully tidying up Pei Lang's clothes, he looked at his watch. It was almost time to leave.

They went downstairs, and Su Jia took them to the company first, and then Pei Lang's agent took them to the event site.

The event was held in this city, and it was an online live event. Zhong Yixiao and Liu Ran were also there. They just played games in front of the camera, promoted the TV series, and then accepted the host's inquiries and interviews. First, they were interviewed together, and then individually. The organizers had already compiled a copy of the interview content in advance and sent it to the agent. Pei Lang had already gone through it in the car.

He needed to remember the content of the interview and how to answer. He had often received interviews of this level when he was a movie star, so he was not nervous at all.

Half an hour later, there were many people in the event building. Pei Lang was taken to the lounge by the event staff to wait for the event, and was informed of the event process again.

When they arrived at the lounge, the two leading actors were already there, chatting animatedly. Pei Lang's appearance only caused a brief silence, and he then joined in the conversation.

It's nothing more than chatting about work and life, the atmosphere is very good.

[Husband: Have you arrived at the scene?]

The phone has a special notification tone for Yan Han's messages. Pei Lang pretends to drink water and then takes out his phone to reply. [It's already here. The event will start in ten minutes. I'm in the lounge.]

[Husband: Okay, I’m ready.]

[What are you preparing for?] Pei Lang was puzzled. Could it be that the other party was also participating in this activity? This guess was rejected as soon as it came out. If Yan Han participated, he would definitely come with him.

[Husband: The large-screen electronic equipment is ready. I don’t want to miss anything about you, including a live broadcast event.]

So that's what it means.

Pei Lang laughed wildly, not noticing that Zhong Yixiao and Liu Ran had stopped chatting and were concentrating on watching him typing sweetly, with a look of shock on his face.

[My husband is really awesome, but remember to block the barrage.]

Yan Han didn't quite understand what this meant. The activity was almost over, so they stopped chatting.

At the beginning of the event, the three of them came on stage together to introduce themselves and their roles, completed a series of small games under the guidance of the host, and shared interesting things that happened during the filming.

As soon as the three of them appeared, the scrolling speed of the public screen increased significantly. It was impossible to see the specific content of what was posted. All I could see was the screen full of husbands and wives, screaming "ah ah ah".

【Public screen】

[——Ahhh, hubby, you look so handsome with a buzz cut! !

——Wen Yan’s true face!! Lick the screen!

——Honey, honey! I didn’t expect this look, but it doesn’t affect my love for it.

——Mist grass, mist grass! What a beautiful head. I want to touch it.

——Look carefully, this person is Xiao Lang, she is my wife.

——Aaaaah~ I want to declare war on that real husband!! Why didn’t I realize how good-looking he is before?

——……]

Yan Han didn't react in time to close the barrage, and when he saw a group of people drooling at Pei Langliu, he suddenly felt depressed.

Don't these people have their own wives? Why are they thinking about him? He remembered the ID of the person who wanted to declare war on him.

Out of sight, out of mind. Yan Han pursed his lips and angrily swiped right to clear the screen. Now he could finally appreciate his wife's beauty.

The male and female protagonists were asked more questions, and Pei Lang sat quietly on the side and listened.

His hair hadn't grown long yet, and his fair and handsome face was topped with a crew cut, which made people want to touch that beautiful head. Therefore, a group of people on the screen frequently asked the host to ask Pei Lang more questions, and even typed out the questions.

The host understood the audience's psychology, and as expected, he randomly asked questions about the content on the public screen. Pei Lang answered flawlessly, with a pleasant voice, polite manner, and no stage fright at all. The lazy smile on the corner of his mouth was always lingering, which caused another round of screams.

"Teacher Pei, we saw you playing the guqin in the behind-the-scenes footage. Can you play a song for us today?" The host said this, and staff had already prepared the guqin in a place that was not visible to the live camera.

"Okay, but I didn't prepare in advance. If there are any shortcomings, please forgive me." Pei Lang's experience in filming made him very good at finding the camera. After saying this, he smiled directly at the camera, with the corners of his mouth raised and his eyes crooked. His sparkling eyes penetrated the camera and hit the soul directly.

Yan Han's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene, and he stared blankly at Pei Lang releasing his charm on the screen.

However, the public screen went crazy again.

"Teacher Pei, I am so humble. Please move over here." As the host and Pei Lang moved, the camera shifted to the guqin.

Pei Lang sat down and made an OK gesture to the camera. Pei Lang and the guqin were all in the shot. As the beautiful hands plucked the strings, a guqin version of "Jiang Hu Xiao" slowly flowed out.

There are no lyrics, but one can still hear the turmoil and sadness of the martial arts world, which fits the story of the drama very well. Thinking of Wen Yan's ending, sad emotions linger in everyone's heart.

The song ended with a lingering aftertaste and countless applause from the audience.

Pei Lang stood up and thanked them. His smile brought back the mood of most people, and then it was time for other scenes of the male and female protagonists.

An hour and a half into the event, it was time for individual interviews. The host first interviewed Zhong Yixiao, then Liu Ran, and finally Pei Lang.

The questions at the beginning were the same as the content Pei Lang received, but the style gradually changed later.

The host asked, "I would like to ask how did Mr. Pei improve his acting skills so much in such a short period of time? What was the opportunity? As a senior, do you have any secrets to share with the younger generation?"

Pei Lang kept smiling. He knew that there were millions of viewers watching online, and all the major media were waiting for him to make a fool of himself. Any mistake would bring him bad reputation and negative impact on the crew.

I don’t know if this content was added on the spur of the moment; it wasn’t in the script given to him.

When Yan Han heard this question, he immediately felt something was wrong and called Su Jia to handle it.

Pei Lang answered appropriately. "I don't deserve the title, I'm still in the learning and improvement stage. The recognition of the character Wen Yan is inseparable from the guidance of the director and other seniors in the crew, as well as the hard work of the production team."

The host seemed to be trying to find out something, and the questions were more pointed than the last. "Teacher Pei's brother has not had any movies to shoot in the past six months. Does Teacher Pei know the reason?"

The two have always been compared, Pei Lang is with a rich man, but Pei Ziqing has no roles to play. The host secretly guides them, emphasizing that there are hidden reasons behind this.

"I haven't seen him for a long time. Ziqing may want to shift his focus from career to family. He has his own ideas and life. I have no right to interfere."

"Teacher Pei..." The host was about to ask, but suddenly someone reminded him of something in his earphones. He paused and changed direction. "Teacher Pei, what do you like to do at home when you are not filming? Can you tell us?"

"Do something I like to do." Pei Lang smiled even more brilliantly than at the beginning, and his tone remained unchanged. The host was close and could see the coldness in his eyes.

This answer is the same as no answer, and the host smiled awkwardly.

"Anything else you want to ask? Someone at home is waiting for me to have dinner." This time Pei Lang asked back. No one expected Pei Lang to say such a thing in such a situation. The host was tongue-tied for a moment and could not answer.

Anyway, being in love is not a secret. If the other party doesn't talk about martial ethics first, Pei Lang is not afraid at all. He brought out the powerful financial host to shut up the host, and announced it officially to prevent the one at home from being jealous online every day. His husband is amazing. He can easily solve this level of slut. Why is he still hesitant?

Sure enough, after Pei Lang said this, the host didn't dare to ask any more questions. In fact, all the questions that should be asked had been asked, and the questions at the end were added temporarily. The activity was almost over now, and they took a group photo at the end.

After the meeting, Pei Lang met with the agent. As soon as he got in the car, Yan Han called him. "Thank you for your hard work. You did a great job."

"Of course not. You should use your husband when it's time to do so." It's a skill to have a husband supporting you.

Although Pei Lang's answer was flawless, it still became a hot topic. Fortunately, the impact was not great, and even though some people made random guesses, it did not cause any waves.

When Pei Lang returned home, Yan Han had already contacted the event organizer to ask for an explanation. The organizer said that it was the host who added the question on his own initiative because he was a fan of Pei Ziqing and deliberately set a trap for Pei Lang.

Of course, this is only the organizer's one-sided statement. The host has already taken the initiative to admit the mistake. Further investigation of this matter will lead to no results.

Pei Lang was in the limelight, and many people were jealous. There were many similar activities during the broadcast period, so special attention was needed during this period. Those bad trending searches were suppressed, but there was only one that was not suppressed, but became even more popular.

# Pei Lang live show of affection

What a joke. Now the whole internet is staring at his wife. Of course, he wants to tell those delusional people that Pei Lang is his and stop having meaningless dreams. He also warns those who want to make small moves behind the scenes that Pei Lang is not something they can touch.

As if something was missing, Yan Han logged onto Weibo and posted an update using the ID "Pei Lang's official husband".

You can take Wen Yan as you please, Lang Lang is mine [Picture]

A photo of Pei Lang in home clothes lying on the sofa reading a book was attached to declare his sovereignty. I don't know when the photo was taken secretly. Pei Lang didn't have a buzz cut at that time. The photo from the boyfriend's perspective was full of possessiveness.

The method was somewhat childish. Pei Lang laughed loudly after seeing it. "Why is it so sad and funny at the same time? Hahahaha~~"

"I know they mean no harm, but I can't help being jealous." Yan Han ignored the comments in the comment section and angrily pushed the man down on the sofa and kissed him fiercely, with a slight punishment, biting his lips until they were swollen before reluctantly letting him go.

"Okay, don't be angry. When you stop hiding the fact that your legs are healed, we can go out together openly. They will definitely not dare to make you jealous when they know that my husband is you."

"Am I that scary?"

Pei Lang smiled but said nothing.


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