Sheng Ming blushed in a rare way, didn't reply again, and waved his hands impatiently: "I'll catch up with a document first, call me after dinner." After speaking, he put the laptop on his lap, and his fingers fluttered on the keyboard with full concentration.

Pan Bo added egg yolk and broth to the dough. After kneading the pale yellow dough, he rolled it out with a rolling pin, cut it into long and thin strips and pulled it lightly, and put it in boiling water to become delicious and chewy noodles; the noodle soup is Stewed with small hen, there is a layer of golden oil floating on the top layer, and green garlic sprouts are added, which is fragrant but not greasy.

After the noodles were brought to the table, the remaining two people had no time to open their mouths. They held a bowl of noodles and sucked them up. After one bowl was finished, another bowl was filled. In the end, there was not even a mouthful of soup left at the bottom of the pot.

After eating and drinking enough, Sheng Ming spread out on the sofa and asked lazily: "Calling me over is definitely not as simple as simply inviting me to eat a bowl of noodles?"

Pan Bo nodded: "I want to entrust you to be my agent."

Sheng Ming propped himself up, raised his eyebrows and said, "Agent? Acting for you to confront those trolls on the Internet? Or to tear it apart with your superb brother?"

The turmoil on the Internet about Wen Chengyu and Pan Bo's revelation of homosexuality has not yet subsided. Qiu Jiayi has spent a lot of energy trying to reverse the rumors, but the effect is minimal.

Fortunately, the crew of "The Boxer" didn't complain about Pan Bo, but it may have something to do with Wen Chengyu and Cheng Rong supporting Pan Bo behind the scenes. It's out.

As for Pan Bo's elder brother, the evidence of murder with a knife and extortion was captured by surveillance cameras, and there is nothing to bargain with in the face of hard evidence. He has been prosecuted by the procuratorate, and what awaits him is a long cell life in prison.

Pan Bo smiled and shook his head: "Aren't you already helping me deal with those? I want to entrust you to help me set up a foundation throughout the process."

"Foundation?" Sheng Ming was puzzled, "When did you consider getting involved in the financial industry?"

"Charitable foundation. I want to set up a charitable foundation for neuroblastoma patients," Pan Bo said.

It is now the second half of 2011. In the next long period of time, the market value of bitcoin will usher in a crazy growth. The 100 million bitcoins that Pan Bo bought before will soon be worth thousands of times .

He has no special interest in material things, so he wants to use his income from filming "The Boxer" to establish a charitable foundation. In the early stage, he will first carry out rescue and treatment work for neuroblastoma patients, and then wait for Bitcoin to appreciate in value, and then gradually expand the foundation. Relief scope, to help more people.

After listening to Pan Bo's words, Sheng Ming was silent for a while, then turned to Wen Chengyu and asked, "Did you ask Pan Bo to contact me because you knew I would not refuse?"

Wen Chengyu smiled and said: "He is the most at ease and worry-free when I entrust this matter to you. Those gangs of wolves and tigers in the financial circle are too fierce. I am afraid that Pan Bo will be cheated of money. The methods used to influence your father in the United States can definitely compete with them."

"Besides, this is an opportunity to make money. As a partner of the law firm, are you going to push aside the performance delivered to your door?" Wen Chengyu gave Sheng Ming a sideways look.

Sheng Ming nodded: "That must not be extrapolated. I will draw up a contract tomorrow and go to the company to discuss it. But I have no friends in front of performance, and I will not charge less agency fees."

Pan Bo heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly promised: "Sure, the agency fee will be increased by 20% based on the market price."

"That's it. It looks like I can get a new car next month." Sheng Ming raised the corners of his mouth, but the calm smile on his face was shattered by Wen Chengyu's next words.

"Change to a new car? Recently, we exclusively bought photos from a media outlet, all of which are photos of Cheng Rong's car." Wen Chengyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it exciting?"

Pan Bo's eyes widened, it was the first time he had heard Chengyu mention this matter; while Sheng Ming's expression over there was calm and unwavering.

Even Sheng Ming smiled frivolously: "Stimulation, the stimulation is broken, have you tried it?"

This time, Pan Bo blushed.

"Hey, yo, you're still blushing, don't you guys still have meat?" Sheng Ming said with a look of disbelief.

Wen Chengyu drove Sheng Ming away, hugged Pan Bo and said pitifully, "Honey, we haven't..."

Pan Bo's heart was beating wildly, his face was hot, his body was restless in Wen Chengyu's arms, and he didn't know what to do.

Since the two established their relationship, Wen Chengyu naturally made some intimate moves towards him, often kissing and hugging him, but Pan Bo himself always felt very awkward.

What was awkward was not Wen Chengyu's actions, but his own thoughts.The closer Wen Chengyu was to him, the more he thought about his ugly body, and Wen Chengyu's reaction when he saw it.

Surely he would hold himself in distress and comfort himself, right?At that time, he will definitely be unable to control his emotions and cry, completely ruining the atmosphere between the two of them.

He looked at Wen Chengyu, his heart was full of uneasiness and apprehension, and he said, "If you want, I can do it."

Wen Chengyu stroked his hair, smiled lightly and said, "Just kidding, I'll clean it up for you, let's go to the hospital to see Wang Jing."

Pan Bo watched Wen Chengyu's expression carefully, and cleaned up the dishes with him.Wen Chengyu was washing in the kitchen with the faucet turned on, silent, Pan Bo watched Wen Chengyu's generous back, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart.

He stepped forward and put his arms around his waist, buried his head in the other's shoulder and mumbled, "Are you angry?"

"Don't think about it." Wen Chengyu pointed at the foam on the bowl and gently leaned his head on Pan Bo's head, feeling both amused and distressed, "We are different from the two of them, but when do you feel ready? Well, you must tell me immediately."

He chuckled and said, "I'm really holding back so I'm about to explode."

Pan Bo hesitated, and said, "Actually, I'm not bad..."

"But you have no desire for me. So I will wait."

"No...I..." Pan Bo hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

Wen Chengyu is right, he has no desire, he is even a little... afraid.The love Wen Chengyu gave him was so good, so good that it had no flaws, and it was precisely this that made him feel scared.

When he was young, his parents didn't always speak ill of him.Sometimes, the business of the small shop at home will be very good. On that day, my mother will go to the market to buy fat and thin pork belly, fry the sugar to make the meat cut into squares stained with sugar, and stew until it melts in the mouth. Slowly bring a pot to the table.

And he can also get a few pieces of braised pork and a spoonful of soup on such days, and stuff them into his mouth together with rice, creating a feeling of happiness in his stomach and body.

But this kind of feeling is rare, only a few times. The rest of the time is the indifference of the parents, the bullying of the elder brother who doesn't know how to restrain himself, the constant demands from them in the previous life, and the fury and anger of knowing that they can't satisfy them. abuse.

In Pan Bo's heart, love and happiness are very short-lived and fleeting, but also very precious.In his previous life, he once prayed to God to give him more love, so that he could be loved by his family like other children, but God did not hear his request.

So in this life, he forced himself to harden his heart.He must not be soft-hearted or weak, he must be separated from the three leeches who will not be satisfied, he must completely dominate his life, and he must not repeat the mistakes of his previous life.

Fortunately, he has done it now, and he even has someone who loves him, the love that this person gives him is so different——Wen Chengyu never seemed to be angry with him, nor asked him anything, He was always giving to himself, but he didn't force himself to give anything.Even at this moment, when he refused his request, Wen Chengyu did not get angry, but said "he will wait".

He should be happy and happy, but for some reason, the more Wen Chengyu behaves like this, the more afraid he becomes.

He was afraid that Wen Chengyu would not be able to bear his personality in the end, he was afraid that Wen Chengyu would no longer love him, no, even he was waiting, how long Wen Chengyu could love him, whether he could always love him.

Pan Bo hugged Wen Chengyu's back in a daze, and he didn't recover until Wen Chengyu made a sound.

"Okay, the dishes are all washed, let's go out." Wen Chengyu wiped off the drops of water on his hands, turned around and hugged Pan Bo tightly, "Suddenly realized that you are so clingy to me after we are together, So cute."

Feeling the hair on the top of his head being gently rubbed by Wen Chengyu, Pan Bo plunged himself into Wen Chengyu's arms.

Those are all his mediocre troubles, Wen Chengyu is different from them.

After "The Boxer" was finished, Pan Bo lost a piece of his main work, so he devoted his energy to graduate courses.He didn't come from a major. Although he made up a lot of professional knowledge during the postgraduate entrance examination, he was still self-study and didn't understand deeply. Now that he has a stepping stone, he naturally absorbs any knowledge he can learn like a sponge.

Coincidentally, when he saw the class schedule, he saw Lin Hui's name in the teacher column of the acting class.

This mentor who gave him a lot of care and help in his previous life, but died tragically under the wheels of a truck, has not yet encountered misfortune at this time, and is living well according to his life trajectory.

When going to class that day, Pan Bo was half an hour early, waiting at the door of the rehearsal hall.As expected, Lin Hui arrived early.

Lin Hui was the same as in his previous life. He would come to the classroom early every time he had a class, spread out his textbooks filled with black gel pens, and do the final rehearsal in his mind.Even though he has taken that class many times, he still takes it seriously every time.

Pan Bo looked at Lin Hui who was coming from the end of the corridor. He was several years younger than he remembered. He was wearing an army green trench coat. .

It was a temperament that Pan Bo couldn't explain clearly, and Pan Bo couldn't help but burst into tears just looking at his figure from a distance.

It's great that the teacher is still alive.

Lin Hui raised his eyes and looked at the tall and thin boy standing at the door of the classroom.The boy was very white, and there seemed to be a lot of strong emotions in the dark eyes looking at him, but when he took a closer look, everything just now seemed to be his illusion.

Is it an illusion?Lin Hui was inexplicably concerned about him, and asked him, "Are you a student here?"

Pan Bo followed behind him, watched Lin Hui push open the door of the rehearsal hall, walked in with him, suppressed the churning emotions in his throat, and replied in a dark voice: "Yes."

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