No matter how huge the things that happened these days, Tang Yao, the person involved, was not greatly affected. After picking him out of it, he still had to work. He was not immersed in this joy of turning his hands on the clouds. He was just a lot more relaxed. After all, those disgusting things have been punished accordingly. None of them, like Lan Yu, Zhang Xiaoxiao, Jimei, etc., escaped.

Overall, there are only one or two people who have no bad behavior and have not been backfired. Although they also tampered with Tang Yao, he did not intend to retaliate. He felt a little tired. Seeing some people clearly and getting a lesson is also a kind of gain. He just sighed that what actors are best at is indeed disguise.

Let's leave such troubles behind for the time being. The next afternoon, Tang Yao boarded the plane to Shicheng.

In the evening, the city sky was covered with a gray veil. The darkness came slightly, and a slight salsa sound came to the ground. The plane reached the stone city.

"Have you handled everything?" Huang Bo and Huang were standing together in this thermos cup, smiling at Tang Yao who came out of the airport in winter clothes. They came to pick up people, wearing thick clothes, and looked a bit like two drivers who were running black cars and pulling people on the side of the road. They really didn't look like a movie hero.

"It was nothing." Tang Yao smiled at them.

"Wow, this is okay." Huang Zheng said in an exaggerated tone with an expression of you pretending to be forked, "If this is okay, then nothing will be fine."

"Where is your family talking about crosstalk here?" Huang Bo smiled, took the bag from Tang Yao and said, "Get on the car first, where can I sit there for a while? It's comfortable to eat hot pot and drink wine in this winter."

"That's good." Tang Yao's smile became much stronger in an instant. As a person who has lived in Jincheng for a long time, nothing can be solved by a hot pot. If there is, then two meals.

"Haha, let's go." Huang Zheng smiled, opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, and Tang Yao and Huang Bo sat in the back row. In the snow all over the sky, the car slowly started and merged into the endless traffic flow outside the airport.

"You slap this really killed a fly." Huang Bo said in the car with some exclamation. Everyone is their own people, so they don't particularly avoid anything. Speaking of which, the cause of this matter is actually inseparable from Huang Bo's movies.

Huang Zheng in the front row looked at Tang Yao through the rearview mirror. He unzipped the thick clothes and said indifferently, "At most I can be a fly swatter, and they waved to take pictures of some disgusting things. But to be honest, it's really comfortable."

"Hahaha, everyone feels comfortable." Huang Bo laughed happily, and after calming down, he said, "But what you said is wrong. You can't be a fly swatter. Ordinary people don't have the role of you. By the way, my movies need you to support you. You are much more useful in just one sentence now than I run a broken leg."

This is a bit joking, but it also has the true meaning. Huang Bo's identity as a movie star is a high-ranking artist after all, and this label is not very useful in the capital circle. Unlike Tang Yao, it is one thing to have a high status, and another thing to have a blurred background and strong background. After this, even if he cannot achieve a real response, at least the big capital is willing to give face.

"Don't do it." Although he knew that Huang Bo was joking rather than complimenting, Tang Yao still couldn't stand such words, and waved his hand and smiled, "You said it so hard that I was so uncomfortable."

"Okay, what Brother Yao said is what he said."

"Hahaha."

As we drove all the way, night fell. The dim beam of street lights passed through the car window, forming a spot that swayed and changed in the car. Huang Boge and Tang Yao talked about the arrangements for filming, and Huang Zheng occasionally interrupted in front. In half an hour, the three of them arrived at their destination.

Xiaobing’s tavern is also particularly lively today. Because this is the first party after New Year’s Day, basically all those Tang Yao had seen were present. There are still some unfamiliar things, Xiaobing also introduced them to him one by one.

It is worth mentioning that the guy who was drunk and shaved with beard on his face was now gone. The big bald head was very eye-catching in the crowd like a bathroom heater. Tang Yao asked and found out that this guy was about to get married, so he shaved his head to show his determination.

Then the topic was full of laughter and joy. No one asked about Tang Yao. Compared to the fucking gang in the circle, everyone was obviously more interested in the trivial life of their friends. Of course, it was also because most people did not understand the inside story, but knew that Tang Yao was criticized by many people and almost banned. Everyone recognized his character and knew the authenticity of it, so they didn't ask much about it. In other words, people in the circle of Xiaobing would mention a few words.

Eating hot pot in a tavern is also a unique noodle.

The stove was specially bought by the soldier. The girls washed all kinds of vegetables and put them in, and the boys took wine and water, or sang songs.

Xiaobing, Huang Bo, Lu Ping, Huang Zheng, Tang Yao and other familiar people sat at a table. After a glass of white wine, everyone started to chat. The atmosphere in the tavern was hot, and the chill in his heart was wiped out. Tang Yao found that he liked alcohol more and more, not because it could anesthetize people's nerves, but more easily made people release their true self.

"By the way, can you introduce me to the donation team? I really want to experience it with them." Xiaobing said.

"Of course." Tang Yao nodded in agreement, knowing that Xiaobing is a sincere person. The words he wrote may also help more people, so he was quite supportive. "I was really shocked last time I went out with me. Haha, to be honest, it was only those people who were doing this matter, and now a group of dogs were finally beaten to death by sticks. I'm going to go."

Xiaobing and Huang Bo, Lu Ping and others looked at each other, and everyone had smiles on their faces. Obviously, the occasional swear words that Tang Yao, a gentleman, were quite interesting. However, it also means that Tang Yao finally let go of this matter. However, it is unique to make such a big noise for this matter.

Huang Bo laughed and said, "Speaking of this, there are so many doubts on the Internet, why don't you ignore it?"

Tang Yao dipped it hard in water, and the brightly colored peppers looked very attractive on the beef. He heard this and just said "It's boring." Then he put the slices into his mouth and ate them with great pleasure.

The party ended with the song. Tang Yao was drunk and returned to the hotel to sleep in a daze. The next day, it was already past ten o'clock. After washing up, he took out his cell phone to see that there were two missed calls, which were from Jiang Wenzhu and Yao Yuan. He thought there were something urgent, so he called Yao Yuan, but got a message.

"Teacher Tang, take a look at the Weibo post just posted by Renren Daily."
Chapter completed!