I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"Zhiyou, what are you looking at? Are you so entranced?"

A man wearing a plaid shirt asked him curiously.

He is his assistant and agent Amo.

"Nothing." He withdrew his eyes and replied indifferently, then walked to the dining table in front of the window.

"Are there paparazzi following you?" Amo sat on the sofa and looked back in the direction where Li Zhiyou was still looking. "I think you should send a few bodyguards to protect you, so that you can prevent those unscrupulous paparazzi from taking secret photos of your private life."

As Amo spoke, he pushed a document in his hand towards Li Zhiyou opposite.

"I just returned to Binshi today. I have done such a good job of keeping the itinerary secret. No paparazzi will know about it within a day or two." Li Zhiyou picked up the document and looked at it.

It was a script, a play that Amo had just accepted for him, but he had to wait until he read it to decide whether to shoot it or not.

"That's not necessarily true. The reason why paparazzi are called paparazzi is because their noses are as sharp as dogs. Once they smell the slightest smell, it's bullshit plaster that can't be shaken off."

"I don't think this drama is suitable for me, so please reject it." After briefly reading the script, Li Zhiyou threw the script to Amo.

"Isn't it? The main male protagonist is a prince of the Qing Dynasty. It is expected to have fifty episodes. This is a drama that all young actors in China are eager to take on.

Because of your shooting star and talent, you don’t even need to audition. Are you sure you don't want to answer? I got this book after a lot of effort. "Amo felt it was a pity.

"No answer." He picked up the coffee cup, tasted it, and refused simply and clearly.

A fifty-episode IP drama would take at least a year and a half to film. This time he returned to Hama City to promote his new album.

"Don't reject it so quickly. You can keep the book at home and read it slowly. Anyway, it will still be more than a month before we can decide on other roles. I will fool you with the producer first." Amo I pushed the script to him again.

"..." He said no more, looking quietly at the stage in front of the coffee shop.

This is a cafe that combines leisure and entertainment. There are singers on the stage in the morning.

He couldn't quite remember what he looked like when he first debuted.

"Okay, I'll leave first. If you need anything, come to me." Amo stopped nagging and annoying him, got up and left in a sensible manner.

On the stage, the greasy middle-aged owner of the cafe kept preaching to the boy carrying the guitar. The boy was late for something, and his guitar couldn't be tuned well, so he could only be scolded by his boss silently.

"I'll play and sing a song for him."

A sound as clear as a mountain spring echoed in the air.

The middle-aged greasy boss looked at the man wearing a black mask across from him with a look of disdain on his face: "You think you are the king of rock singer Li Zhiyou, and you want to help others out. Can you play and sing?"

"Would you know if you can try it?" Li Zhiyou strode onto the stage and stretched out his hand to gesture to the boy to give him the guitar he was carrying.

"Then I'll give you a chance. Hurry up." The boss yelled anxiously.

The young man looked at Li Zhiyou's very beautiful hand. There was a silver ring on his index finger. There was a small tiger head on the ring, which was cute and domineering.

He quickly shifted his gaze to his face, despite the black mask he wore. But under the brown bangs, those deep and confusing electric eyes made him recognize him at a glance. He was his idol Li Zhiyou.

"Yeah." The young man's face was full of excitement, but he didn't say much and quickly handed the guitar to him.

He had been looking at Shi Yulin in the coffee shop from the door, and saw the handsome uncle just now running to the stage. He ran in along the screen next to him, found a sofa and sat down, and watched him quietly.

That uncle is very good-looking, and his eyes are similar to mine.

Recently, my brothers have been comparing DNA from sperm banks in major hospitals, and are also looking for some men who are similar to them, and harvesting their hair for experimental comparison. He followed this uncle because he looked similar to himself.

I hope I can get his hair and let my brother do a DNA comparison. Anyway, everything they are doing now is just treating a dead horse as a live doctor, even if their uncle has nothing to do with them, it will be fine.

What if the uncle is their daddy, then he has made a great contribution.

The boy transformed into a little fanboy and stood obediently under the stage, trying hard to hide his excitement.

Li Zhiyou sat on the high stool, standing on the ground with his right foot, and stepped on the ladder under the high stool with his left foot bent. His long fingers plucked the strings, quickly adjusting the tone. Just the way he sits and holds the guitar is enough to make you obsessed.

Even if he is not playing, sitting there with this perfect body proportion is an extremely beautiful scenery.

At this time, there were many customers in the coffee shop. They were all old customers, and almost all of them were young students and teenagers. Just because they know that this cafe is different from others, there are backup singers every morning.

Li Zhiyou plays "Starlight", which is his famous song. But since he became famous, he no longer plays and sings casually. If you want to hear it again, you can only go to his concert.

As soon as this guitar music came out, the atmosphere in the coffee shop immediately became lively. The young man wearing a white T-shirt on the stage instantly became the center of attention.

The music prelude ends, and along with the ethereal and magnetic singing, the touching lyrics enter people's ears, and they are so good that they make them pregnant.

"Is he Li Zhiyou?"

"Why do you look so much like my male god..."

"This voice is my Oppa."

"Is he Li Zhiyou? Why is he here..."

Everyone was very excited, waving their hands and clapping to the rhythm of the music.

There was something wrong with this guitar, one of the strings suddenly broke. Li Zhiyou could only use his own ability and guitar playing skills to play the side drum of the guitar. But even so, any professional can still hear the shortcomings.

Shi Yulin looked at the electronic keyboard next to him, feeling suddenly itchy in his heart. It is a pleasure to meet a close friend here.

He took out the small children's cartoon mask from his small backpack, quickly put it on, and ran onto the stage from the side steps. Then he sat on the chair of the electronic keyboard and followed the music played by the man.

Although this was his first time listening to the song "Starlight", he had the ability to remember it once and for all.

The electronic keyboard music suddenly blended in, causing Li Zhiyou to instinctively turn the high stool he was sitting on and look at the person who was 'solving' his problem.

The cute little boy sitting in front of the electronic keyboard is wearing a white peaked cap with a Donald Duck pattern, and the brim of the hat is pointed to the left. His chubby little fingers naturally played very fast because the music of "Starlight" was very rock and fast.

The short body swayed to the rhythm of the music, and the whole person was immersed in his own music.

Shi Yulin noticed that he was looking at him, so he winked at him with his left eye. Those eyes were electric, and at a young age he could give people a kind of temptation that would kill you.

However, why is the little boy's electric expression so similar to his?