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The ashtray on Ni Song's desk was full of crumbs and cigarette butts. He suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to calm down: "How much?"

The person on the phone smiled contemptuously, "What a coincidence, it's at the critical moment of CTS. If you don't give us a good price, we will have trouble."

"Say it straight." Ni Song took out the cigarette butt he was smoking, and pressed it heavily into the ashtray, and the spark went out.

The opposite party casually said: "It must be 5000 million anyway."

Ni Song kicked on the table: "Fuck!"

"5000 million is not too much to buy a reliable CTV." The paparazzi asked, "Do you think that's the case?"

Ni Song sneered, "You know how to settle accounts."

"We're not in a hurry. You can discuss it here. Just remit the money to the account before Wednesday, or we'll see you on Wednesday." The longer we talk, the more we can learn." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ni Song let out a long breath, smoke rings swirling in the air, he called Xiao Zhao: "Where is Liang Chengyan?"

"Brother Yan still has half an hour to finish filming this scene, will he return it to you then?" Xiao Zhao said.

Ni Song leaned back on the swivel chair, "OK."

During the intermission, Liang Chengyan took the mobile phone from Xiao Zhao, and returned to Ni Song: "What's wrong?"

"Is there anyone next to you?" Ni Song couldn't hide the exhaustion in his voice.

"It's gone now." Liang Chengyan walked to the corner, "Say it."

"Wechat sent you some photos." Ni Song rubbed his temples, "Look for yourself."

Liang Chengyan clicked on it and almost dropped the phone, "Damn it."

"I even finished the manuscript, and Liang Chengyan and the mysterious man kissed at home." Ni Song snorted, and repeated the words of the paparazzi studio.

"Black material?" Liang Chengyan's eyes were sharp, "I'm in a fucking relationship, it's pure and innocent, and it's not a scam. How could it be black material? And they took pictures of my window, are they still reasonable?!"

"What are you going to do?" Ni Song scolded exactly the same as him, "Don't worry, even if I want to resign, I will help you finish this matter first."

"5000 million? You can donate more than 100 Hope Primary Schools. Giving it to them? It feels like a waste." Liang Chengyan clenched his fist and rubbed against the wall.

"Anyway, what they say first is definitely not good for us." Ni Song said, "Prepare the draft first?"

"Okay, but don't post it yet." Liang Chengyan looked at his pale joints, "Cheng Xiao's family doesn't know about it yet, so we can't let them see it from the Internet first."

"You two discuss it." Ni Song whispered, "I will clean up."

Ni Song put down the phone, paparazzi's smug laughter filled his ears, each sound more arrogant, shaking his head ache.He reached out and swept the ashtray on the ground, smashing it into pieces.

"I just saw it after I came out of the professor's office." Cheng Xiao sat on the stairs with his computer in his arms, "Are you busy today?"

"Cheng Xiao." Liang Chengyan called him in a deep voice.

Cheng Xiao raised his head, feeling that something was wrong with him, "What's wrong?"

"If..." Liang Chengyan pursed his lips, as if trying to organize his words, "If one day you have to face all kinds of comments because of me, would you want to run away?"

Cheng Xiao leaned his head against the wall, thinking seriously: "Are you there?"

"Yes." Liang Chengyan nodded and said firmly, "I have always been here."

"Then where do you want me to escape?" Cheng Xiao asked back, "What happened?"

Liang Chengyan briefly summarized the process, "Money is not a problem, I'm afraid your parents..."

Cheng Xiao stood up and walked to the window at the corner, "Blame me, if only I had told them earlier."

"Speak well, it makes me feel uncomfortable." Liang Chengyan frowned.

"I'm going home on weekends." Cheng Xiao opened the software to book tickets, "I'm not sure about my parents' attitude, so don't follow."

The other side didn't speak, Cheng Xiao said anxiously: "Did you hear that?"

Liang Chengyan snorted as a reply.

"Will it affect CTS?" Cheng Xiao worried, "Next time we have to wait another two years."

Liang Chengyan said lightly: "If the result is affected by sexual orientation, then I don't want this award."

The paparazzi studio seemed to be trying to put pressure on them, so they hired Shuijun that afternoon to post the video of Liang Chengyan's return to Y city on the Internet, saying that the male fan's true feelings were not lost at all.

Cheng Xiao went to the library to print the materials, and when he left, he always felt that the people around him were whispering something, but he had just finished calling Liang Chengyan, and he had something hidden in his heart, so he didn't think much, loaded the materials and went to the laboratory.

"Brother Yan, I love you~" Mu Yuhang immediately squeezed his throat when he saw him enter the room.

"Do you need me to call Tian He for you?" Cheng Xiao glanced at him.

The senior sister came over: "You can see for yourself, poor boy."

In the Weibo story, Cheng Xiao was given a close-up, from mixing with girls and shouting "Brother Yan, I love you" to being silent with red eyes.

"Cheng Xiao, are you really a fan of Liang Chengyan's brain?" Jiang Zhuang was curious, "Why are you like the little daughter-in-law in a long-distance relationship?"

"Are you stupid?" Mu Yuhang slapped him on the top of the head, "Senior sister said last time that we met Cheng Xiao's girlfriend! Bah! Boyfriend. Think about it yourself!"

Jiang Zhuang jumped three feet high, pointed at Cheng Xiao, his fingertips trembling: "You you you you you you——"

"I'm sorry." The senior sister stared at Cheng Xiao with a distressed expression. She continued to look at Weibo, wondering: "Are you being targeted by someone? It's just to send you off, so you shouldn't be swiping so much, right?"

Cheng Xiao mentioned the name of Paparazzi Studio, and chuckled, "We don't intend to deny it."

"What do you mean?" Senior sister asked, "Is it going to be made public?"

Cheng Xiao went so far, the three of them were all smart people, and they understood immediately.Mu Yuhang was frustrated: "Damn! How shameless! The most I've ever seen in my life is ACM's $[-], and it's still before tax!"

"I'll go home on weekends." Cheng Xiao typed on the keyboard, but he was a little absent-minded, "I have to make it clear with my parents first."

The senior sister looked at the screen, "Then codejam... are you really in good condition?"

"I'll adjust it." Cheng Xiao came back to his senses, selected and deleted all the codes written on the screen, and re-wrote them, "What is there to escape?"

Cheng Yao: Weibo.

Cheng Xiao: I see, I will go home on weekends.

Cheng Xiao: I may need your help this time.

Cheng Yao: Brother, don't talk to me like that, I'm afraid.

Cheng Xiao: Sooner or later.

Cheng Yao: Sister-in-law doesn't have to be my own sister-in-law.

Cheng Yao: But you will always be my brother.

Cheng Xiao: A sister-in-law must also be a real sister-in-law.

The tears that had just welled up in Cheng Yao flowed back in an instant.

"Mom, I'll go home on weekends." Cheng Xiao always felt a little guilty when he made a video call to Ms. Jiang.

Ms. Jiang put on a mask, "It's not a holiday, why do you want to go home?"

Cheng Xiao hesitated for a moment: "I will go to New York to participate in the competition at the end of the month, and I will go home to get something."

"Okay." Ms. Jiang nodded, "What do you want to eat? How about letting your dad book a table at Quanjude?"

"No, just eat at home. I miss your cooking." Cheng Xiao felt a little sour in his heart, and suddenly felt a little sorry for his parents.

"You want to complain about my cooking?" Ms. Jiang said with a smile, "Didn't you say that before you came back?"

Cheng Xiao called out: "Mom—" but couldn't say more.

"Don't worry about what happens, you will always have a room with you." Jiang Chan felt that something was wrong with her son, so she took off the mask to comfort him, "Let's talk about it when we go home."