Roaming in the world of film and television

Outside the exhibition hall of the Municipal Cultural Center.

"Chen Junliang, didn't I tell you, the two of us are over, why are you still looking for me?"

Sun Xiaomo stared coldly at the vicious man standing in front of her, feeling a little bit disgusted, a little bit angry, a little bit sad, and a little bit entangled.

"Xiaomo, I've called you so many times, why didn't you call me back once?"

"Chen Junliang, why did I have to call you back? At the beginning when the photo of the two of us appeared on the news program, you asked me to submit a letter of resignation the next day, and said that it was for my own good? Why is it for my own good? It's been a year, have you ever cared about me? Let me see, it's for your own good, you are afraid that your director position will be lost, and you are also afraid that your wife will go to work, right?"

"Xiaomo, it's not like you don't know what happened at that time. If you don't leave, once the gossip gets to the top, you and I will lose our jobs."

"cut."

Sun Xiaomo scoffed at this explanation.

Chen Junliang looked at the other number plate on Sun Xiaomo's chest: "Are you working in the cultural center now?"

"right."

"Good."

"Better than at Xinhua Bookstore."

"Who helped you find a job?"

"Does this have anything to do with you?"

"Xiao Mo, don't be like this. In fact, I have something very important to tell you this time."

Chen Junliang looked around and took a step forward.

Sun Xiaomo took a step back.

"Don't come here, just say what you have to say."

Chen Junliang rubbed his hands: "Did you...didn't you hear it from your former colleagues?"

Sun Xiaomo was puzzled: "What are you talking about?"

"Actually...in fact, my wife...half a year ago..."

Sun Xiaomo didn't understand at first, but it took a while to realize it. Look at the meaning, Chen Junliang's wife should have passed away.

"Chen Junliang, what do you mean?"

"Don't you understand what I mean?" Chen Junliang stared into her eyes: "I passed Tangwang Restaurant yesterday and stood at the door for a long time. Do you still remember the first time we went there for dinner? You were ill at that time , it's me...it's the hospital I took you to. Xiaomo, you have to know that I'm the only one who won't dislike you..."

"Chen Junliang, stop talking." These words hurt her nerves. Why she kept humiliating in front of Qiao Yicheng was not only because of that agreement and the nasty things her mother had done, but also because of her low self-esteem.

Some sharp shouts startled the people in the exhibition hall, a woman wearing the same overalls as Sun Xiaomo came out, and said worriedly: "Xiaomo, are you okay?"

"Sister Han...I'm fine."

Sun Xiaomo shook her head, signaling that she was fine.

"Call me if you have anything to do." The woman she called Sister Han glanced at Chen Junliang and walked into the exhibition hall.

Sun Xiaomo said with a cold face: "Chen Junliang, you go, I don't want to see you again."

"Little Mo, listen to me."

Chen Junliang stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder and said, "I know you still have me in your heart..."

Just when she was about to struggle, but before she could, she suddenly heard a shout from ahead: "Sun Xiaomo!"

She raised her head abruptly, and when she saw the man with an angry face opposite her, her heart skipped a beat.

"Joe... Qiao Yi..."

Lin Yue didn't give her a chance to speak, so he rushed over, grabbed Chen Junliang by the collar and punched her.

puff~

puff~

With a slap to the left and a slap to the right, Director Chen lay on the ground with a thud, his face was blue, his nose was broken, and blood flowed everywhere.

"You...who are you? You...why do you beat someone?"

Lin Yue ignored him, turned around quickly, and slapped Sun Xiaomo on the face.

snap~

Very loud.

The palm prints are even more clear.

"Although it's just a deal, it doesn't mean I can accept your behavior, Sun Xiaomo, the agreement is void from today, so you can do it yourself."

After saying this, he turned around and left, but Sun Xiaomo grabbed his hand and begged, "Qiao Yicheng, don't leave, things are not what you think, I can explain, you listen to me."

Chen Junliang lay on the ground, covering his burning face, and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Sun Xiaomo actually got together with the reporter who mistakenly photographed their date?

What do you call this?

Others exposed you, ruined your job, and ruined your reputation, but you licked your face to please others. Are you cheap? Cheap or not!

Chen Junliang really wanted to yell at him, but he was very timid, afraid that the man would hit him again.

"Listen to my explanation."

"It's really not what you think it is."

"Don't go."

Over there, Sun Xiaomo held Lin Yue's arm.

At this time, several tourists saw the two people who were chattering around, pointing and talking about them.

"Let go."

Lin Yue slammed her arm away, pushed her to the ground with both hands, and left angrily.

Chen Junliang got up from the ground, walked to Sun Xiaomo's side, and helped her up from the ground.

"It hurts from the fall. Tell me, is it worth it for such a person?"

Sun Xiaomo slapped her with a slap.

snap~

Chen Junliang was stunned by the beating. He covered the half of his face that was beaten, and looked at her suspiciously.

"roll."

Sun Xiaomo was so excited that she was shaking.

She pointed in the direction of the exit and said loudly, "I tell you to get out."

"You...you...you are unreasonable."

Chen Junliang really wanted to slap her, but he couldn't do it under the watchful eyes of everyone. It wasn't because he considered himself a gentleman, but because he was afraid that Sun Xiaomo would call the police and arrest him. He didn't want to lose his job because of this.

"You are a jerk."

After leaving this sentence, he took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his lips vigorously, rushed away from the crowd of onlookers, and walked towards the exit.

Sister Han came out of the exhibition hall and helped the emotional Sun Xiaomo to the lounge.

...

the next day.

Lin Yue and Song Qingyuan were editing the video of yesterday's economic symposium in Qixia District. The communication room called and said that a girl named Sun Xiaomo was looking for him at the door.

In fact, long before she came to the TV station, Sun Xiaomo went to his room and hall to block the door last night. She stayed there from 7:00 pm to 10:00 pm. If the aunt next door persuaded her to go back, it would be unsafe on the road later, maybe She will stay there overnight.

After all, this is 1992, not twenty years after the cameras were everywhere in the streets and alleys, and the social security was not very good.

"I heard that you slept on the stage yesterday to hide from her, right?"

Song Qingyuan met Sun Xiaomo, and felt very strange about the relationship between the two of them.

"I said Song Qingyuan, can you stop gossiping like this?"

"Brother, this is called caring about you."

"You still care about dating Liu Xiaomeng."

"Do you think I'm willing to go? I'm here to find out information for you."

"Get news for me?"

"You don't know yet, do you? Ye Xiaolang rented a booth in the Digital City to sell computers."

"Didn't I tell you? I don't have anything to do with her. Is she going to do my shit? I think you're gossip."

This Song Qingyuan, who is very gossip in TV dramas, loves to meddle in Qiao Yicheng's affairs, both big and small, which makes some people wonder if he is gay.

"Going off topic, off topic, let's get down to business."

Song Qingyuan patted his arm, turned his head towards the gate of the courtyard: "See you?"

"..." Lin Yue pondered.

"I think you should go to see her. If it's really not suitable, explain the situation to the girl. Don't hang on to her all day, it's not good."

"Okay, listen to people's advice and eat enough."

Lin Yue stood up with his hands on the table, glanced at the scale on his watch and left the office.

Three minutes later, he saw Sun Xiaomo at the entrance of the TV station.

"Tell me what you have to say."

Lin Yue tapped the dial: "I will go out for an interview in five minutes."

"You really misunderstood what happened yesterday. Chen Junliang found out my current work address from someone, and went directly to the cultural center. We really didn't do anything."

It could be seen that Sun Xiaomo was very nervous and impatient, eager to clarify her relationship with Chen Junliang, as if she was particularly afraid that he would not believe her.

"Believe me, I haven't seen him since I quit my job as a salesperson in Xinhua Bookstore."

"I never believe in other people's guarantees, swears, and vows. I only believe in my own eyes." Lin Yue said: "And I think you are in a bad state. Don't forget our relationship. I just need a tool girl." Friends come to dispel Qiao Sanli's unrealistic fantasies. Any development that is not good for me, even if there is only a slight hint, I will nip it in the bud. Let's put it this way, even if it is a fake girlfriend, I can't tolerate it She is good to other men behind my back, you can think that I am selfish and unreasonable, but I am this kind of person, and I will never change because of your dislike."

"But...but I really..."

"Stop talking, the time is up, let's leave it at that."

Lin Yue turned around and left.

Sun Xiaomo blushed with anxiety, clenched her fists and shouted at his back: "I'm pregnant."