Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

Su Yang was still wearing the white shirt and black trousers when he was taken away in the morning, and he casually put on a thin knit jacket. He strode across the reporters and stepped out of the catwalk posture abruptly.An Wangjun stared at him with wide eyes, afraid that it was an illusion, and also afraid that he would not hold back his weak tears and fall down.

"Silly boy, can't you take a break halfway if your body can't bear it?" Su Yang stopped in front of An Wangjun, raised his hand and wiped away the tears in his eyes familiarly, and pushed him on the chair involuntarily. Sit down, and regardless of how many paparazzi eating dog food were still present, he directly took An Wangjun's trembling hand, "Tsk, your hands are so cold." So the big coat floated from Su Yang's body An Wangjun's body is like a huge quilt that wraps him tightly.Su Dayingdi even went around two steps and poured him another cup of hot water for An Wangjun to warm his hands.Finally, he touched An Wangjun's head, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, I'll be here next."

After completing this series of coquettish operations with the speed of no one else, Su Yang gave a look to the light bulbs present, and with a tone and eyes of two to five to eighty thousand, he reported one list after another: "Jin Shan with virtue and skill, Wei Qiang, the president of Magic Eagle Club, Sun Zhibin, the legal representative of Binhai Film and Television Entertainment Studio, who else?" Su Yang patted his head artificially, "Ah yes, and Director Sun The six naval companies under his name are collectively referred to as the MRT Navy Department..." Su Yang's idle eyes instantly became sharp, like a sharp sword shining through the camera, pointing directly at Sun Zhibin and his party who were watching the live broadcast, "Aren't you very disappointed to see that I came out of the police station intact?"

The reporters present had been immersed in the entertainment industry for many years, and all the characters, large and small, were familiar with each other. The names of Magic Eagle Club and Sun Zhibin were probably unknown.Seeing Su Yang pointing fingers at them, he was shocked and full of doubts, and the buzzing voice was like mosquitoes after autumn, which was annoying.

"What's going on! Isn't the hammer hard enough for that photo!" In the studio, Sun Zhibing smashed the wine glass and shouted, "How can he still come out of the police station??"

Fang Yi quickly patted him on the back, and said with a low eyebrow, "Don't worry, the Internet has killed him now. The release of him by the police will only arouse the rebellious psychology of the onlookers. He won't be able to turn himself over."

As if he knew how Sun Zhibin would comfort him, Su Yang lowered his head and smiled contemptuously. He took out his pocket and found that his coat was on An Wangjun's body. Quickly kissed his lips with a strength that An Wangjun could only feel.

Seeing the little boy sitting stiffly on the chair, his face was blank, but the color of his cheeks slowly returned to color, as if the snow had finally melted to reveal the fresh and tender peach blossoms inside.Su Yang nodded in satisfaction, and shook out the photo he took out—it was the photo of kissing in the ginkgo forest that caused a lot of uproar on the Internet.

No matter how many times he saw this photo, the visual impact would make Su Yang tremble, and his heart would be wrapped in layers of warm love, which was as thick as maple syrup and could not be melted at all.

Su Yang looked at the photo, and his tone softened involuntarily: "No matter who took this photo, I thank him. After all, it is really a very grateful thing to be able to record such a memorable moment. "However, within three seconds of being gentle, this man blinked his eyes, tilted his head towards the camera, and the corners of his raised mouth were full of contempt, and said presumptuously: "I kissed my brother, it's none of your business." thing?"

Holding a steaming glass of water, An Wangjun raised his head to look at Su Yang upon hearing the sound.At this time, Su Yang looked down and saw his younger brother who had turned back into a little rabbit. His red eyes were exactly the same as the crying bun in the photo.An Wangjun clearly read the sentence that night from his eyes: Whether you like it or not, this time, I really want to tell the world.

The sound of the reporter's shutter was like the [-]-fired firecrackers that were set off during the Chinese New Year when I was a child. Someone couldn't hold back anymore and asked, "But that child was obviously crying!" "Why didn't my younger brother show up?"

Facing the mentally handicapped questions like a cannonball, Su Yang held back his energy so as not to laugh out loud, and the result was that his brain just suffered a concussion and felt a little dull pain.He sighed helplessly, then stared at An Wangjun with a smile and said, "My younger brother loves to cry and is shy, what can I do?"

An Wangjun just wanted to take a sip to restore his mood. When Su Yang said it so bluntly, tears burst out of his eyes. Unexpectedly, this guy spread his hands, "Look, am I right?"

Not only An Wang-jun, but those who were present and not present all opened their mouths in shock, turned their heads stiffly frame by frame, and looked at An Wang-jun who had been sitting quietly beside Su Yang.

No way……

Seeing their unbelievable sand sculpture appearances, Su Yang felt a bad breath grow in his heart: "It's over? It's over, now listen to me. I—" He bent down, and while Mr. Anwang was not paying attention, he walked out of the room again. He took out a small red-brown book from his big coat, "When you entered the police station, you thought you were being taken away for investigation? Sorry, it's just a reissue of the lost household registration book—all right, give me a piece of paper, and I'll block the address information .”

The agent who had been waiting for a long time rushed to the stage in a second. Su Yang took the seat card he handed over, facing the cameras and microphones of hundreds of reporters and media, with a straight back like a lone soldier who was about to face thousands of troops.However, in An Wangjun's eyes, his soldiers acted calmly, with a smile of "don't worry, I'm here" always on their faces, and they opened the first page of the account book neatly: "The head of the household, Su Linjiang, my father. "

Su Yang continued to flip down, revealing the upper half of the permanent resident registration page, where the name and relationship with the head of the household could just be seen. "Yangliu, my mother."

"On the third page, I, Su Yang, have a father-son relationship with the head of the household." Su Yang stopped turning the page and looked directly at the reporter who was swallowing his saliva. You can’t be fake, right? So you’re sure it’s true? If it’s true, I’ll turn the page.”

Su Yang's eyes were slightly gloomy, and his tone sank. It was a solemn announcement, and it was also an unswerving guardian in the passing of time.

"Page [-] - Mr. Anwang."

"Relationship with head of household, father and son."

"My God!!!" Sun Zhibin yelled loudly, and smashed the computer screen with his fist. Su Yang's mocking smile was distorted into a terrifying appearance in the cracks on the screen, pointing directly at the bottom of Sun Zhibin's heart.Fang Yi stood there in a daze, all he could think about was Su Yang's words just now, "My father, the head of the household, Mr. Anwang, the relationship with the head of the household, father and son..." No wonder, no wonder I can't always compete with him... No wonder , since he entered the circle, he has been well-protected all the way... no wonder... no wonder...

In Dali B, Qiu Ying and Xiong Mao hugged each other excitedly: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, our Wang Zai turned out to be a relative of the emperor, a little prince living among the people!"

And Yu Xin and Ye Nanqi danced and danced, their eyes glowed green and their mouths were lustful. They laughed: "It's true, my orthopedic/Xiaoyao CP is real!!! Lock me up the fuck!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! !!"

Even Zhang Zijin hugged his grandfather and shook wildly: "Oh my god, my big beauty and little beauty are really a family!! My senior Su, my little Lanlan 1551, I am consummated, this is the bond, this is the fate, this is the Fate ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what happened to you, grandpa, did your waist flash…"

……

Seeing that a reporter's hand slipped and the microphone fell to the ground, Su Yang smiled in satisfaction, raised his hand and scratched his hairstyle, which was now almost like a kennel, because he was in a hurry and hadn't had time to take care of it. I thought to myself that I should dress more grandly at such a bright moment, so I made a mistake.

"Is there anything else I want to ask now? The other person in the ginkgo photo is sitting here." Su Yang stroked An Wangjun's head with an idiotic expression. Tell me about the glorious deeds of crying..."

An Wangjun was still immersed in the sad grievance and touch of Su Yang's solemn announcement of his identity in front of the whole world, wishing he could fly up and hug him immediately.But this person will never be serious for three seconds, and the next second he is smiling and calling himself to jump into the pit.

How could I like him, it was too bad.

An Wangjun decided not only not to jump into the pit, but also vowed to fight against the first army. He took a deep breath, sat as still as a mountain, fixedly looked at Su who was full of flowers, and said lightly: "Is it because of you?" At that time, I drifted away after I entered university, regardless of the fact that there was still a younger brother waiting to be fed at home. It was the same last year, after winning the award, I would not stay at home every day, otherwise I would not have agreed to Director Lin’s invitation to star in "Seven Mile Alley."

……

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ? 】

[Row upstairs!Junjun, don’t look too delicious! ! 】

[It's funny to see whether you really felt like tearing up the bone or Shuangxiaoyao before. It's only children who make choices, and adults say I want both!Hahahaha now tell you that orthopedics is Xiaoyao, and Xiaoyao is orthopedics hahaha]

[I am consummated, a G-colored orthopedic comic in my hard drive can finally be released unscrupulously]

[Don't go, borrow one to talk! ! 】

[You see, on the surface, Junjun listens to Susu's words, but in fact Susu is the one who is eaten to death! ! 】

[Hahahaha Su, you have today too! ! 】

Of course, the old demon Su who was present couldn't hear the netizens' hahaha. In fact, he was also shocked by his little ancestor's anti-general.Su Yang looked at the corners of An Wangjun's complacent eyes, and the redness in his eyes could not conceal his deep tiredness.It doesn't matter, write it down in a small notebook, and eat it together with the profit in another day.

"Cough cough," Su Yang coughed and changed the subject, "Let's make a quick decision, we already know everything about our beliefs, so if there is a debt, Jinshan, Gao Chengcai, and Kong Wei must be Let them sit in prison, and the rest—”

He looked at Le Xingzhi, and the indignant manager rushed up again and gave him a paper as long as a khata, Su Yang glanced at it, and frowned disdainfully: "Tsk, I didn't expect my popularity to be so bad? There are so many self-media marketing accounts, paper media Yuji Baijia account, vowing to drown me with their saliva?"

"Let's see who they are. First, the Weibo marketing account, um, the girl who eats melons, the aunt who eats melons, and a group in a certain area broadcast in real time..." Su Yang read out nearly a hundred There are various marketing accounts on Weibo. Ordinary people may not understand these accounts, but in the eyes of star chasing girls, they are simply the existence of the stinky rice circle that is hated. Spreading rumors, spreading rumors, smearing malicious marketing and brainwashing propaganda, as long as you give enough money , In the last second, he connoted you sourly, and in the next second, he harvested love for you.The reason why the ginkgo photos can spread so much this time and cause such a bad influence is that this group of marketing accounts mainly based on Weibo has made great efforts.

"Huh, I finally finished reading. There are so many. I'm almost exhausted. The next one is... the account number of a certain petal and district... Oh my god, this is too much! I won't read it anymore, if you do, you will pass it on later Let’s have an electronic version online, just remember to don’t miss one. I’m a big guy everywhere, but my mind is very small. Every penny must be compared, and every penny must be repaid.”

"Thank you for your continuous publicity, and the thousands of sailors you brought with you. If it weren't for your large-scale dispatch this time," Su Yang's eyes changed, and he couldn't restrain his happy smile, "Net letter It’s hard to lock you down.”

"What?" Sun Zhibin who didn't give up and changed to a computer to watch the live broadcast jumped up again, "Internet Information Office?? What is he talking about? How did he know about the MRT? I'm sure I'm safe this time!!"

"Bang bang bang." In the remote studio, there was a sudden cold knock on the door, and Sun Zhibin turned his head in horror——

"Bang bang bang."

……

Su Yang lazily put away the hada blacklist that was comparable to toilet paper, and took a mouthful of warm water to moisten his throat with the water cup in Anwangjun's hand, before continuing: "Thanks to my mentor and classmate from B University , it was they who used their professional expertise to lock down the illegal and criminal facts of tax evasion in seaside entertainment. At the same time, Sun Zhibin's MRT troop came out in full force, and it happened to catch them all. In comparison, I seem to have nothing but beating Jinshan Goutou violently It seems that he didn't do much, and even Gao Chengcai was tied up in a moment of oversight, causing Xiaojun to come to rescue me with his sick body..." Su Yang's expression darkened, "I hope all this chaos can be resolved. Let's end today. In the future, the police and the judiciary will give everyone a fair explanation. For me, it's just that I'm bullying and smearing me. I decide whether to call back according to my mood. If I dare to touch half of my brother's finger—— "

While biting a small handkerchief, the onlookers looked at Su Yingdi, who was smiling innocently at the camera on the live broadcast screen, and saw him smiling like a mountain flower, and said cheerfully: "I, Su Liangchen, have a hundred ways to make him regret being a man." Oh~”

What kind of domineering president's lines, An Wangjun was so embarrassed by him that he wanted to hide his face and run away. When he touched his forehead, he saw Du Ruoheng jumping up and down holding his mobile phone. Inside was the blue and white announcement he had seen before.

At the same time, the cell phones of all journalists and netizens received push messages from "Ping An Shanghai V":

【Circular

In response to a netizen’s report in July 2018 that the Shanghai Binhai Film and Television Entertainment Studio had tax evasion and tax evasion violations, the Shanghai police accepted the case according to the law. Sun Mou (male, 7 years old, from Beijing) and others in order have been criminally detained in accordance with the law.Currently, the case is under further work. 】

An Wangjun handed the police bulletin to Su Yang, but Su Yang refused to let him stand up, and bent over to look at it by himself. The two cuddling together seemed very intimate, but the reporter couldn't care less about this. The amount of information in the live broadcast press conference is too large to fit the headlines on the front page. It is hard to snatch the latest traffic if it is so explosive.

Su Yang looked at the group of people who had become a mess of briquettes, and suddenly lost his eyes and didn't want to give them any more charity.All the rumors and gossips went away at the speed of light in a trance, and the world was so quiet that it seemed that there were only the two of them left.Su Yang took An Wangjun's hand that had finally regained some warmth, and exchanged a knowingly lingering look.

"It's all over."

"Ah."

"Let's go home."

"it is good."

The author has something to say:

Wow, I finished writing this important part while wiping my nose, and for this reason, I went through a certain Bing's tax evasion and a certain Zhe's embezzlement financial report, and I worked really hard...

It’s super cool to watch it again! !

satisfy! !

The nose is not blocked and the head does not hurt anymore! !

Sure enough, codewords are a panacea, I love codewords 〒▽〒

The next chapter is absolutely sweet, try to finish it within two chapters! !

Believe me! 【_(:?」ㄥ)_】

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[This is the dividing line between being locked up by Suowen and losing your temper]

The finale of the last chapter was written at 9900+, but because the lock text was deleted to 9400 abruptly, I changed it more than a dozen times in two days, but I still can’t pass it...

It's the last chapter, can you be nice to me, I can't play anymore and cry

When will it be released? I even made a QAQ of more than 1000 words

I want to cry so much...