The gathering ended at 10 p.m., as they dared not stay too late for fear of disturbing the peace and receiving complaints. That would add another charge against the celebrity, giving their management company another headache.
Since everyone had been drinking, Du Shuang told them to ride in her car back. When they went downstairs, they saw a Mercedes-Benz G-Class with a driver waiting inside.
Considering that there would be some drinking at tonight's party, they all took taxis specifically to come. Liu Liang and Li Ang told Du Shuang to take Xiao Mei home, and they would take taxis back themselves, otherwise the four of them would be too crowded.
Du Shuang also has an assistant. Since everyone lives in different directions, it's already past midnight by the time they've all dropped Du Shuang off and gotten home.
Wei Changfeng, Zhao Hui, and Xiao Hao also came down, despite everyone's strong attempts to dissuade them.
He said it was okay, just consider it a workout, otherwise the muscles would atrophy from not moving for a long time.
Agent Zhao Hui also insisted, but he felt that there were likely paparazzi lurking in the underground parking lot, which would capture the touching scene of Wei Changfeng, leaning on his cane, escorting his friends downstairs one by one.
Once the new scene appears, the impression of him previously avoiding going upstairs with He Xiaomei will be further diluted.
Zhao Hui asked Xiao Hao to drive everyone, but of course, everyone stopped him.
Liu Liang and Li Ang quickly hailed a taxi and held up their phones to tell Xiao Hao that they had gotten one.
Before leaving, he instructed his assistant to take good care of Wei Changfeng, saying that the room was very messy with tables, chairs, and various plates, and that he should not let him get into trouble again, otherwise he would suffer new injuries before his old ones had healed.
"Haha, don't worry, buddy, I won't be that bad off. That would be really unlucky!" Wei Changfeng laughed heartily.
"Pah, pah, pah, don't talk big." Xiao Hao believed this wholeheartedly because once he said, "How come everyone else has lost their phones but I haven't?" and then the next day his phone was stolen while he was on the bus.
From then on, he dared not speak carelessly. The only time he broke his rule was when he was extremely excited while taking photos in Paris, after all, it was his first time visiting this world-famous city.
So he said to Zhao Hui, "Everyone says Paris is chaotic, but it's not too bad, is it? Last time the news reported that a Chinese person's bus was hijacked. We're just getting by in Paris, aren't we?"
Less than an hour after they said that, their bags were stolen right in front of them. Then came a chase through the alley with the thief. They didn't catch the thief, but they knocked Lin Xiao to the ground. Then came a night of statements at the police station.
The lesson was too profound. Xiao Hao regretted it every time he thought about it, and therefore made a vow: First, never say discouraging things again. Second, never make promises he's not kept, otherwise he'll easily be proven wrong.
The next morning, Zhao Hui called Wei Changfeng. Wei Changfeng and Xiao Hao were still half asleep when they heard Zhao Hui excitedly saying on the other end of the phone:
"I was right. The paparazzi were staking out your house again last night. They've already posted the photos online. You came downstairs and said goodbye to everyone in those pictures."
Wei Changfeng, still grumpy from waking up, said speechlessly, "Brother, could you please let me move to another room? Isn't this supposed to be a high-end neighborhood? How come paparazzi can get in so easily every time?"
"That's called 'the devil is always one step ahead of the saint.' Don't think that just because you live in a residential area, Director Feng and crosstalk master Guo Degang live in villas. They still have paparazzi who can get in and take pictures. You should be glad that you're famous enough that people want to stake out you 24/7."
"Hmm, that's really touching. The paparazzi are more focused and persistent on me than a leopard hunting its prey."
Despite his complaints, Wei Changfeng would genuinely feel lost if no one paid attention to him anymore, and not just him, but all celebrities would feel the same way.
During the day, Zhao Hui organized and retouched the photos from the previous night. Although the two girls paid more attention to their appearance than the three boys, he naturally chose the best-looking photo taken by his family to post.
A set of photos of a reunion of old friends has sparked a new wave of online buzz.
Half an hour later, it topped the entertainment trending search list. Boss Wu Fei and agent Zhao Hui sat in their office, slapping their thighs and saying, "Changfeng is really blessed! Judging by this momentum, he'll be popular for another five or eight years!"
"Mr. Wu, you're being too conservative. In my opinion, Xiao Wei has the potential to become a long-standing figure like the model worker Dehua!"
"Haha, you're really good at talking!" The boss was in a great mood, a stark contrast to the man who had been pounding the table and jumping up and down in a meeting three days ago.
Fans and even casual observers have given these photos high praise.
The cozy home environment, neither overly luxurious nor overly emphasizing individuality, exudes a refined taste.
The red posters and other decorations everywhere are full of New Year's spirit. It turns out that the New Year celebrations in celebrities' homes are pretty much the same as those in ordinary people's homes; a warm and lively atmosphere is the best.
The five young people are all exceptionally good-looking yet possess distinct personalities, making them a visually appealing group that makes anyone who sees the photos want to look at them more.
Looking at the photos he had taken, Zhao Hui was quite proud of his photography skills. They were almost on par with professional photographers. It was worth all the years he had spent learning so many things and becoming a well-rounded individual.
Back then, he was a science student who had trouble finding a job. He met Wu Fei and was tricked into becoming an artist manager. At that time, he was completely clueless.
Fortunately, I can get into a top university by mastering math, physics, and chemistry. So what are these skills?
From mentoring newcomers to planning, promotion, and public relations, to liaising with directors and production teams, negotiating business deals, and even having some knowledge of makeup and styling, just in case. It was truly worth the effort!
Online praise poured in, and Wei Changfeng felt gratified as he scrolled through his phone, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. It was time to seriously prepare for Director Xu's interview on the Lantern Festival.
He examined himself in the mirror. His face was still thin, and he looked great on camera. Because he had been staying home a lot these days, his already fair skin seemed to have become even fairer.
This should better align with what his agent told him: that Director Xu's new film needs a seemingly frail "intellectual pretty boy" character.
However, after not exercising for several days, some of his abs had disappeared. They'd gradually betrayed him ever since his fall in France. He should be thankful that his belly hasn't started to show yet, right?
It's been almost a month since he fell and injured himself, and his leg injury is gradually recovering. I wonder how Lin Xiao has been doing these past month?
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