Mr. Qin is always serious

Wen Lang's Weibo has always had a unique style of painting.

When he first opened Weibo, he was not as lazy as he is now. At least he could have one post a day, but he didn't do publicity, write chicken soup, or post selfies. He only posted dogs and cats all day long.

A good star blog, suddenly turned into a pet blog.

Although the two little animals are cute, they can't satisfy fans' need to lick the screen, so a bunch of people comment on acting cute and asking for selfies on time every day.

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Fans: [Jiuying Zhenjing].jpg

After going back and forth, Wen Lang also felt that he seemed to be a little cruel to the cute fans, so he finally posted a selfie of Jiugongge.

However, it is also a fake Jiugongge.

In the middle of the eight egg yolk emojis, surrounded by a selfie of a straight man taking pictures, so confused that he has no friends.

But the fans actually accepted it, and gave away countless memes in the comments, expressing that we are very satisfied, and the male god Bixin loves you so much.

The fans are already so caring and satisfied, but it’s a pity that it’s useless. The number of Wen Lang’s blogs is still decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. From the beginning, the daily updates have changed to weekly updates, and now they are updated every half month and January, and the content remains unchanged. Heart, you will know how to hate fans all day long.

Fans: I miss the egg yolk, I miss Ju Baoer.

Don't rely on us to spoil you, you can do whatever you want.

Crew, lounge.

Because Wen Lang gained a lot of followers on the trending searches, Song Li came over and reminded him that it was time to post on Weibo.

Wen Lang: "There's no rush."

Song Li: "Didn't you realize that you are almost out of breath? Can you have a little refreshment?"

Wen Lang smiled slightly.

Are you stupid or am I blind?

But having said that, Wen Lang himself felt that he should post something.

No selfies, not too many cat and dog movies.

Wen Lang quickly found a few photos from the photo album, Song Li glanced at them secretly, and was speechless: "You just posted this?"

Wen Lang was very calm: "Isn't it cute?"

Song Li: "..."

Cute is cute, but please find out, you are a star blog, not a pet blog, big brother.

Song Li couldn't help sighing, thinking that Shuhe was also Wen Lang's fan, and just wanted him to help persuade him, but saw that the little hamster had already taken out his phone, and said to Wen Lang very seriously: "Brother Lang, send it, I'm ready It’s good to be the first to comment.”

Song Li: I want to resign.

In the end, Wen Lang sent out a bunch of orange treasures and egg yolk cat slices and dog slices, a total of eight, and then conscience found out that he took a photo of his hand and made up a nine-square grid.

@文郎: This month's cat and dog movies come with a hand photo as a gift, please save some, after all, it's useless to cry if you don't make up when you run out.

Just click send, just refresh the time, hundreds of comments in an instant.

@hamstertuanzi loves to eat sugar: First!lick!

@摩宝儿的小头蜜: Wow wow wow hand photo praise!My Lang's sudden crush on fans really made me a little panicked.

@ Passerby A: What are Wen Lang's fans usually so pitiful? A hand photo is enough?

@蛋露的角耳: Fellow Daoist, when you stay here for a few more days, you will understand @途人嘉.

The ones that followed were basically Bixinaiyou, who hugged my Lang's hand and just jerked off.

The fluffy gluttonous Majesty is also very popular today.

Wen Lang glanced at the comments, and felt that his group of little fans were really cute, and the little hamster next to him who successfully grabbed the number one comment came over happily: "Brother Lang, Brother Lang, you haven't updated that vest of your Majesty for a long time. Already, readers are waiting for food, when do you plan to post it?"

Wen Lang stroked his chin and thought for a while, and found that he could actually have a shot right now.

He had saved an article on a sticky note before, and when he was short of the end, he received the news from the Monster Bureau, so he couldn't take care of it anymore.

Wen Lang opened the sticky note, quickly completed the last paragraph, and switched Weibo accounts.

@食餐下的Spring: Update.

Below is a short story.

The readers were very excited, and after reading it, they began to confess their love in the comments. Wen Lang glanced at it, and it was basically the same as before, saying that his stories were written more cleverly and thoughtfully.

Wen Lang wondered if it wasn't too big?

The things I wrote are ghost novels to you, but documentary literature to me.

Of course it can't be the same.

Wen Lang closed the page and was about to quit Weibo when he saw a lot of people circle him and ask when he would update next time. Wen Lang used to ignore such questions, but it may be because he is in a good mood today and feels so dry. The reader is not very good, so I sent a Weibo.

When the readers saw the push message, they thought that they had added an update today, and happily clicked in, but saw that there was only one sentence on the accompanying picture.

@食头下的春天: [Picture] Buddhist author, update with fate.

reader:"……"

I believe in your evil.

**

Wen Lang, who had finished being a fan, was in a good mood, and he was in a good state throughout the afternoon. He had a few scenes with Xia Yunya and finished the progress ahead of schedule.

Chen Jia looked at them with eyes like an old father.

Every director likes such an actor, with top-notch traffic and acting skills, which saves worry and trouble.

At six o'clock in the evening, the crew finished work early.

Wen Lang went to the small room to remove his make-up, changed his clothes, and came out, only to find that Song Li and the little hamster were gone. A man in a suit and leather shoes was sitting on his seat. Danfeng squinted slightly, looking at him and smiling.

It was Zhou Yanxiu, the president of Dongfang Entertainment who came to visit the class with Qin Jingshen a few days ago.

In fact, Wen Lang was not familiar with him.

A big monster with the blood of ancient auspicious beasts, with an appearance of 27 years old and a real age of [-] years old. His original shape is "Pixiu", which is "Master Pixiu" in Wen Langji's group of friends.

Business bigwigs don't drop their prices at all.

He glanced at Wen Lang: "It's really slow."

Wen Lang asked him while putting on his coat, "Why are you here?"

"It's not that a certain Xiaotie who has only a master has been too busy recently, so he can't invite you no matter what, Yazi and the others are afraid that you will be bullied severely, so let me take a look."

"Are you sure you didn't come to watch the fun?"

"Of course not." Zhou Yanxiu had a smile in his eyes, "I wanted to come here last time I visited the class, but the aura between you and Qin Jingshen was too subtle that day, so think about it and forget it."

Wen Lang zipped it up: "Oh."

Zhou Yanxiu smiled: "Let's go, your manager and assistant have already left first, I'll take you back."

Half an hour later, Zhou Yanxiu's car stopped outside the community where Wen Lang lived. Wen Lang unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car to close the door. Looking back, he saw the person in the driver's seat got off with him.

Wen Lang glanced at him suspiciously: "Aren't you going back?"

Zhou Yanxiu nodded: "I've been waiting for you on the set for almost three hours. It's impossible for me to send you home. I haven't seen Egg Yolk and Ju Baoer for a long time. Don't you just have to go to Qin Jingshen's? I can help you feed them."

It seems that the members of the Friendship Group already knew that Qin Jingshen lived across from him.

Wen Lang thought for a while, and felt that it was not a problem to let his fluffy animals eat cat and dog food every day, and occasionally they needed to improve, so he nodded.

The two big monsters went upstairs together, Wen Lang opened the door for Zhou Yanxiu first, then repeated the same trick as before, and returned to Qin Jingshen's bedroom.

Qin Jingshen's life is very regular. At this time, he was processing ingredients in the kitchen. Because Wen Lang came back a little earlier than usual today, so the meal was not ready when the past passed. Qin Jingshen stood over there with a knife in his hand, lowering his head and carefully cutting potatoes .

Wen Lang squatted on the side watching, thinking for a while that Mr. Qin looks so good, and for a while thinking that this Shiba Inu apron is so cute, where he bought it.

Plush Tuanzi was in a daze, his eyes were dark.

Qin Jingshen saw it when he turned around to pick up something, and couldn't help touching his ear with his hand.

Then she was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Is it time for you to take a bath?"

Wen Lang: "..."

So a little later, Wen Lang was taken by Qin Jingshen to the bathroom to take a bath.

The frequency of Qin Jingshen's bathing was strictly in accordance with the instruction manual, about once a week, and the little hairball needed to be coaxed before taking a bath, but it happened to be very good in the middle of the bath.

At most, I want to vent my anger and bite the rubber duck, and I have to change it every time I wash it.

After taking a shower and drying his hair, Qin Jingshen would usually go to the study to read or work at this time.

Wen Lang shook his hair, and was about to slip away, but was picked up by Qin Jingshen the next second.

Wen Lang:?

Qin Jingshen carried him downstairs, took the remote control and pressed the TV, and it happened to be Pokémon again.

Wen Lang's tail flicked.

He was put on the sofa by Qin Jingshen. The sofa cushion was made of cotton and linen, a little rough, which Wen Lang didn't like, but his eyes hurt when he looked at it on the carpet. After thinking for a while, he turned and stared at Qin Jingshen.

Mr. Qin was wearing the dark blue pajamas, which were fluffy and tender.

He tentatively stretched out his paw and stepped on it. Qin Jingshen was looking at his phone and ignored it.

Wen Lang got a little more confidence, and jumped on Qin Jingshen's leg with his paws. Feeling the weight on his leg, Qin Jingshen looked down at him, said nothing, and didn't drive him off.

Wen Lang was relieved and started looking at Pikachu on the screen again. Not long after the episode was over, Wen Lang blinked and found that Qin Jingshen was still looking at his phone.

What is more attractive than Pikachu?

And Mr. Qin is not someone who is addicted to mobile phones at all.

Wen Lang was a little curious.

He squinted his eyes, rubbed towards Qin Jingshen's arms, glanced at it quietly, and was stunned for a moment.

Qin Jingshen was actually looking at Weibo, and the content displayed on the Weibo page was very familiar to Wen Lang, which was the animation still photo that Chen Jia posted at noon.

When Wen Lang looked over, the animation was placed at the moment when he turned his head.

He was a little confused.

In the process of being dazed, I saw Qin Jingshen click on this picture again, and then looked back and forth dozens of times.

Wen Lang was suddenly even more confused.

He looked up at Qin Jingshen's face, the latter was still expressionless as usual, but his eyes seemed to be a little deeper than before.

Is it because he is not satisfied with his acting skills?

No, if you are not satisfied, you should be turned off by the heat when you watch it for the first time. It is impossible to hold on until now and repeat it over and over again.

Could it be that Mr. Qin is also his fan?

No, the previous attitude on the set didn't look like a fan, and Wen Lang didn't think there would be such an unlovable person among his fans.

So why?

Unpredictable.

Wen Lang shook his tail blankly, and looked towards Qin Jingshen, who was still looking at the moving picture, and it seemed that he couldn't stop for a while.

Wen Lang raised his head and rubbed against his hand, just about to call out his sense of presence, when he suddenly saw Qin Jingshen's expression sinking instantly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body turned a little cold.

His mood changed unexpectedly, Wen Lang paused with his wagging tail, and after realizing it, he quickly looked at Qin Jingshen's phone screen.

What is shown above is the headline article of a well-known gossip paparazzi account. The title is bold and enlarged, and it is specially marked with dark red.

——"What kind of story is hidden behind the smooth career of a certain popular niche student who meets late at night with a gold master?Why is it so undisguised?Gossip entertainment paparazzi, exclusively announced for you. "

The author has something to say: The frequency of dog bathing mentioned in the article is actually 3-4 times a month in summer and 2-3 times a month in winter. It's very strange, so I take it once a week, everyone, don't be misled.

……

Another good news announcement.

Tomorrow's double update, the time is about two o'clock in the afternoon and ten o'clock in the evening, everyone remember to treat me well, both chapters will be groaning!

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