"I was able to take on this role mainly because of Wei Yang's sincerity. He came to Beijing to talk to me personally. We talked many times, and the script was really excellent."

"Haha, I think I can accept boys younger than me, don't think too much about it."

“…”

Although Fan Xiaopang did not take the big gamble, he often directed the topic to Wei Yang in the subsequent interviews, and it was obvious that he was taking the opportunity to stir up a scandal.

Two months ago, Fan Xiaopang probably wouldn't have done this loss-making business, but Wei Yang is now considered a popular young actor.

When the two of them were rumored to be having an affair, Wei Yang was definitely the one who got the upper hand, but Fat Fan also gained a lot of benefits.

Anyway, she didn't say everything, she just talked about it vaguely, which aroused people's imagination.

When the exposure is almost done, I will just say Wei Yang is just my good brother.

Of course, Wei Yang wasn’t in a good situation either. Although he wasn’t as ambiguous as Fan Xiaopang said, he didn’t have the intention to clearly distance himself from the relationship. After all, this would be beneficial to the exposure of him and "My Love from the Star".

Fatty Fan would say she is my good brother, and he would also say she is just my good sister…

The two people had their own thoughts. The media were very happy. It was really worth coming here today. There was plenty of material and they had even thought of the title.

"Shocking! Wei Yang and Fan Xiaopang kissed passionately in public"

"This crew actually did this to dozens of reporters"

"Falling in love with a young girl? Fan Xiaopang admits that he is not shy about dating someone younger than him"

"Big Crisis! Young actress Liu Shishi faces a strong rival in love"

"Falling in love again on set? Uncovering the scandals of the romantic and talented Wei Yang since his debut"

《……》

Watching the reporters leave with satisfaction, Wei Yang couldn't help shaking his head. One or two films would be fine, but there would be a scandal every time he filmed a movie.

Before long, I’m afraid his reputation will become “flowery”!

But this was originally one of Wei Yang's purposes. To be honest, these days, seeing fans attribute the character traits of Zhang Wansen and Lu Xinghe, those peerless and infatuated good men, to him, Wei Yang was afraid.

He would rather be called a scumbag every day than become a good man.

The better a man is these days, the faster he dies...

After calming down, Wei Yang sent the reporters away, looked at the crew members who were still cleaning up the scene, and made a domineering announcement.

"Tonight's wrap party + disco and karaoke, we won't go home until we're drunk."

There was a burst of cheers at the scene. Fatty Fan glanced at him and said, "Don't you say that every bit of savings counts?"

"You have to save when you need to save, and you have to spend when you need to spend."

Wei Yang pointed at the entire crew and said, "Brothers, you have worked so hard for several months. Now that the filming is finished, you should have something nice to eat and relax. If I save this money, who will work with me in the future?"

“Exquisite!”

Fatty Fan raised his hand to give a thumbs-up. Wei Yang smiled and took out his phone: "Are there any familiar places in Shanghai?"

"I'm not familiar with it. You arrange it."

"Okay, you don't mind the vulgar scene, right? We can order a male model."

"Forget about male models. There's no point in having a gigolo like this."

Fatty Fan was not interested in this. Instead, he looked at Wei Yang with interest and grinned, "I like people with substance. Why don't you give it a try?"

Wei Yang said righteously: "I'm sorry, boss. I sell my body but not my art. I only perform on stage and don't serve drinks."

"Then pay, how much is it?"

"The normal price is 2 million per night, but since you are pretty, I will give you a 50% discount, 1 million will do."

"Fuck, you got diamonds?"

Fatty Fan couldn't help but swear. Wei Yang was very upset: "We bid based on our ability. Do you think I will take any job?"

"That can't be so expensive. How about you give me 1 million and I'll go with you."

"Why, you got diamonds?"

Wei Yang repeated what Fan Xiaopang had just said to her, and the latter responded with the same words.

"I also bid based on my ability. Do you think I can be anyone?"

“…”

After having fun for a while, the crew cleaned up the scene and everyone went to the restaurant for the wrap-up banquet and had their farewell dinner.

As the boss and investor, Wei Yang naturally became the focus of everyone. Actors and behind-the-scenes staff came over one by one to toast him and make themselves familiar with him.

Normally, Wei Yang was the most powerful person at the wrap-up banquet, but this time he didn't drink much. When people came to toast him, he just took a symbolic sip. Only a few people who were more important to him drank a glass with him.

No one thought it was inappropriate. Some subordinates even stepped forward to block the drinks for Wei Yang when they saw so many people toasting him.

Even though they knew that their combined drinking capacity was still not enough for Wei Yang to drink.

Wei Yang has always been successful in drinking due to his drinking capacity, but no matter how many people he got drunk in the past, he never felt more accomplished than he did at this moment.

After the wrap party, some people left to go home, while the rest went to other places for karaoke and dancing. There were so many people that they had to be dispersed into three places.

Wei Yang carried forward the excellent corporate culture of Blue Whale, providing fruit plates, drinks and girls.

Of course, it only includes drinking and chatting. If you want to take her out, you have to pay for it yourself...

Wei Yang didn't order any girls. After all, his status was different, and as an artist he still had to be careful.

Although he didn't order, Fan Xiaopang and Tang Yan were sitting next to him. Although they couldn't eat, they could still chat and drink with them.

Fan Xiaopang was surrounded and toasted with a lot of wine at the wrap party just now. Even if he just took a few symbolic sips, the total amount was not small.

After the transition, the box was full of familiar faces, so they inevitably relaxed a little, drank a little more, and then had a great time. They held on to the microphone and sang Beyond's "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" in broken Cantonese.

The trial broadcast of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3" is about to begin, and Tangren has held a press conference. Tang Yan has confirmed that she will go, and wants to ask Wei Yang whether he will go to show his support.

"Go ahead, Lao Cai called me several times. If I don't agree, she will bother Shi Shi again."

Tang Yan said in a faint voice: "You are quite caring."

"My girlfriend is mine, if I don't love her, who will?"

Wei Yang ate the melon seeds that Tang Yan had peeled for him and joked with a smile: "Are you envious? If you're envious, why don't you have a relationship too?"

"Even if we talk, we may not be able to find a happy ending..."

As Tang Yan was talking, Fatty Fan suddenly came over and grabbed Wei Yang and said, "What are you talking about here? Come sing with me, can you sing Thousands of Songs?"

"It's okay, I'm not familiar with you, you take me with you."

Wei Yang was also a little bored, so he patted the things in his hands, said hello to Tang Yan, and went up to sing K with Fan Xiaopang.

Tang Yan, who was interrupted, almost broke her teeth as she watched Fan Xiaopang trying to get his luck.

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This bitch must have done it on purpose! Fatty Fan must have done it on purpose. Wei Yang didn't react at first. When she was tired of singing and was about to go down to rest, and Tang Yan wanted to take over and sing with Wei Yang, Fatty Fan found an excuse to drag Wei Yang to drink.

Tang Yan almost cried on the spot. Wei Yang couldn't bear it, so he sang a song with her and took the initiative to find an excuse to let Qiao Zhenyu take his place, so that Tang Yan would not be so embarrassed.

After the siege was resolved, Wei Yang sat back on the sofa. Fatty Fan snorted coldly, "You are kind to women."

Wei Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are too vindictive. Didn't he apologize?"

Fatty Fan argued: "He may say he obeys, but he doesn't really obey. We need to teach him a lesson."

After saying that, he looked at Wei Yang suspiciously: "With your intelligence, you won't be fooled by this little girl pretending to be pitiful, right? Tsk tsk, this little white flower is so pitiful."

"We are friends after all."

Of course Wei Yang could see that Tang Yan was trying to take advantage of the situation, but it was indeed Fan Xiaopang who started the trouble first, and he couldn't just watch him lose face.

"Tsk, man."

Fan Xiaopang was very dissatisfied with Wei Yang's attitude of trying to smooth things over, but Wei Yang was very calm.

If Xiao Zhao and Liu Shishi were here today, no matter whose fault it was, he would definitely stand on their side first. This is a matter of principle and attitude.

But Fan Xiaopang and Tang Yan are both friends, so of course he can't take sides and can only try to smooth things over.

However, Wei Yang still needs to rely on Fan Xiaopang, so he has to coax him and take the initiative to toast and apologize.

Fatty Fan was still not satisfied, and suddenly blinked his eyes: "I've always heard that you can drink a lot, but I've never tried it. How about trying it today?"

"How do you play?"

"Roll the dice. If I lose, I get one cup and you get three cups. Let's see who loses first."

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"I lost, it's up to you."

"Who do you take me for?"

Wei Yang frowned and reached out to take the dice cup: "Comparing, bragging, or 21 points?"

"Let's compare the size. I'll go first."

Fat Fan picked up the dice cup and shook it skillfully. It was obvious that he was an expert at it. When the dice cup was opened, he saw two fours and one five, and he smiled with satisfaction.

"How about it?"

“An expert.”

Wei Yang took the dice cup and shook it. He lost, so he drank three glasses of wine without any nonsense.

"Great, keep going,"

Fan Xiaopang's eyes flickered. She had been in the bar for a long time, so naturally she had some unique skills. She had practiced rolling the dice specially. Although she could not be considered a top-notch expert, she was good enough to bully ordinary people.

And Wei Yang is not some pretending to be a pig but trying to eat the tiger. He is not really proficient in this game. He is just at an average level and relies purely on luck.

For every ten games he played, he could win three or four times if he was lucky, and sometimes only one or two times, but he could not resist his good alcohol tolerance.

The cups in the bar are only about 150 ml, and the wine is just a little more than half a cup. The alcohol content is not high. Twenty or thirty cups is just a warm-up for Wei Yang, at most he can drink a little water.

It was different for Fan Xiaopang. She was almost at her limit and her face turned red after a few drinks.

Although Wei Yang was lustful, he also believed in mutual consent, so he stopped them.

"That's about it. How about calling it a draw?"

“This can be considered a draw.”

Fan Xiaopang's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were watery, and his voice was slightly hoarse, which made him sound particularly seductive.

"But we agreed before that I don't have the 1 million, but I don't want your 1 million either. Let's just balance it out."

If Wei Yang was still cowardly at this time, he would not be a man at all. He coughed lightly and helped Fan Xiaopang to stand up.

"Sister Bingbing is drunk. I'll take her home first. Have fun, and be careful when you go back."

Everyone stood up to see them off, but Wei Yang stopped them and left with Fan Xiaopang. However, he did not notice that when he opened the door, the latter turned around and gave Tang Yan a provocative smile.

Tang Yan was furious, but she quickly realized the problem and took out her cell phone to call Liu Shishi.

But when I was about to dial the number, I suddenly remembered something, hesitated for a moment, and finally put the phone back into my trouser pocket...

Recommended book: "Marginal Artists in the Entertainment Industry"

Dreaming back to 1994, Chen Lian didn’t want to be a movie emperor, nor a big director, he just wanted to be a marginal figure in the entertainment industry and chat about art with beauties.

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