After getting married, the actor always wants to leave me a legacy

The change in the style of the villa has indeed added some childishness and warmth to the place. Different from the cold environment in the past, even Tang Zong subconsciously relaxes in the villa, occasionally resting on the sofa in the living room.

Butler Nan became more and more amiable towards Zhang Zhuoye, and asked the chef to make a lot of snacks for Zhang Zhuoye, making Zhang Zhuoye feel the joy of food.

At the same time, even if Tang Zong lives reclusively and under the same roof, he still has some understanding of Tang Zong's life.

Mr. Film King did not look in the mirror and cleaned up his whole body without any inappropriateness. He did not go out at all.

The same face, but the difference in mental outlook makes him almost like a different person, the old-fashioned handsome man becomes a god in seconds.

He doesn't want to show a little unattractive in front of people, and he must be very satisfied with his own face.

But in private, Mr. Tang is obviously not what he looks like to others.

Apart from acting, he doesn't have any hobbies, doesn't eat anything other than dinner, doesn't drink any beverages except water, his daily diet is appallingly meager, doesn't have any entertainment activities, gets up on time at six o'clock and sits in the living room melancholy, nine o'clock Wash on time, close the door, turn off the lights and go to bed. The time to turn off the lights is accurate to the second, and the self-discipline in life is almost harsh.

Zhang Zhuoye felt terrified when he saw it, sex is the driving force behind human development, living up to Tang Zong's level, human beings will only stand still.

Fortunately, Tang Zong didn't ask Zhang Zhuoye to keep the same habits as him, and usually he didn't care about Zhang Zhuoye at all, he just cared about his own life, and pretended that there was no Zhang Zhuoye.

Tang Zong stays in his own small world every day and does not appear, Zhang Zhuoye is also happy to pretend that he is not Tang Zong. The bedroom is Tang Zong's own small world, and the whole villa outside the bedroom is Zhang Zhuoye's world. up.

Zhang Zhuoye can do whatever he wants, and his life should not be too comfortable, if there is no pressure of 500 million on his head.

It has been half a month since he terminated his contract with the company. For an artist like him who has been so confused, no company has approached him to sign him. He has voted for a few crews that auditioned for roles, but they were all politely rejected. There was no chance to audition. Going to give it to him.

This was clearly targeted.

The original owner's memory is also very strange. Since the cold, the company will also take some jobs for him, but no matter whether it is a role or an event endorsement or commercial performance, he is always inexplicably temporarily rejected and replaced, including this time by the company. Termination of the contract is also a bit inexplicable, after all, he has been out of business for five years, who is afraid that he will turn over.

There are quite a lot of suspects, the original owner's scandal target, the original owner's ex-boyfriend, and other people who have a bad relationship with the original owner. In short, no matter who it is, Zhang Zhuoye can't get a job now.

Recently, he has taken a fancy to a radio drama CV solicitation competition. The top three prizes in online voting are 50, 20, and [-] respectively, and he can also get the starring role of this radio drama.

What made him even more excited was that the TV series version of this radio drama was about to start broadcasting. During the filming of this TV series, copying was very popular. The newcomers in the leading roles became popular before it was broadcast. The radio drama was prepared to be scheduled at the same time as the TV series.

Well done, this radio drama can attract a lot of popularity, it's better than no drama at all.

......

Zhang Zhuoye's popularity rose to [-] inexplicably tonight.

After logging on to Weibo, he found that his humble Weibo, which no one cares about, has become lively. The last Weibo he posted last year was deactivated, and it was full of abuse from passers-by.

Following the link directed by the "good-hearted person", Zhang Zhuoye opened a video.

In the video, Zhang Zhuoye's cheeks were pink, his eyes were blurred, and his clothes were half unbuttoned. He walked to a door and knocked on it. He kept rubbing against the door until the door opened a crack. This video ends.

There are not many bullet screens, and some words such as "I feel angry", "I always feel hungry for door rubbing", "Who is this" appear sporadically.

Zhang Zhuoye took one look and turned off the barrage. The video of the original owner being drugged was finally exposed, but he managed to escape that day, and the impact of the incident that caused the original owner's tragedy was minimized.

In the video, apart from the fact that the original owner's state doesn't look right, there is nothing explosive about it, and the original owner is too vague. Except for some keyboard warriors who taunt and abuse him, there are many people who don't know him at all.

After all, it didn't cause any big waves, it only added a few thousand popularity points to Zhang Zhuoye.

It was not revealed that the movie king lived in the room, this incident should be considered over, Zhang Zhuoye breathed a sigh of relief.

The popularity value almost exceeded [-], and the system kept encouraging him to draw a lottery. Zhang Zhuoye was in a good mood, so he drew the popularity value.

The drinks in the vending machine turned again, and the bottle that fell out this time was different from the last one. There was a horizontal bar on the top of the bottle cap that could be unscrewed, and an extra white handkerchief was given as a gift.

"The way to open the bottle has been upgraded?" Zhang Zhuoye picked up the white handkerchief and unscrewed the rotating horizontal bar.

【Host----】

Before the system had time to stop it, the bottle of drink in his hand began to puff violently, Zhang Zhuoye was so scared that he quickly let go and backed away.

As soon as Tang Zong went downstairs, he saw Zhang Zhuoye dropped a bottle of something in horror, and then backed away.

"Zhang Zhuoye——" Tang Zong's eyes changed, and he reacted quickly. He rushed over to block Zhang Zhuoye, and with a kick, the bottle was kicked out.

The bottle was kicked into the center of the hall, and it spun even more violently. Gas was continuously ejected from both ends, and the irritating gas and stench quickly permeated the downstairs.

The smell seemed to ignore the defense, and the walls could not block it. It spread at a speed that penetrated the wall, and the entire villa was enveloped in white gas in a short time.

Like a biological weapon.

"What are you doing———" Tang Zong opened his mouth, and the pungent smell rushed into his mouth and nose as he opened his mouth, filling his brain. The smell takes over.

poisonous!

It stinks!

It is the taste of papa multiplied by thirty!

All the words were blocked in his throat, Tang Zong was on the verge of fainting, and almost lost his ability to move. In the white mist, all vision was blocked, and a hand suddenly stretched out to cover his nose and mouth. He is slightly awake.

The man dragged him and ran until he left the villa and ran into the garden outside, and the gas he inhaled was gradually exhaled.

Zhang Zhuoye let go of Tang Zong and heaved a sigh of relief. As soon as the pungent smell appeared, he quickly covered his mouth and nose with a white handkerchief as a gift.

The peculiar smell of the air filtered by the handkerchief disappeared, and it immediately turned into a faint fresh lemon smell. Even so, he rolled his eyes at the stink.

Looking at Tang Zong again, Tang Zong stood there blankly, rolled his eyes and was about to fall to the ground, almost fainted by the smell, he didn't care about others, he held his breath, covered Tang Zong's mouth and nose with a white handkerchief, and pulled him just run.

Zhang Zhuoye scolded the system in his heart while running, "Here is a bucket, are you sure this is a drink, not some kind of biochemical weapon?"

The system was extremely wronged, [Host, I am about to remind you that you have already opened it. 】

"What the hell is this!"

[Durian-flavored functional drink, this is delicious. Drinking it not only has the effect of strengthening the body, but also turns it into a sharp weapon for self-defense when you unscrew the gasification bar. 】

"I believed in your evil! Didn't you think that indiscriminate attacks would cause accidental injury?"

[So the host was given a lemon-flavored anti-virus filter handkerchief!Anti-smoke, anti-fog, anti-toxic and irritating gas, very easy to use. 】

"..."

The night wind blows, fresh air appears again, Tang Zong gradually wakes up, he stares at Zhang Zhuoye, Zhang Zhuoye blinks his eyes and looks back innocently.

The atmosphere gradually solidified.

The butler happened to go to Mr. Tang's side today, and only a few servants were recruited. Tang Zong called and called a group of bodyguards wearing gas masks, and took all the fainted people out.

After everyone came out, he stared at Zhang Zhuoye and asked, "Give me an explanation."

"I said it was a bottle of homemade durian-flavored drink, do you believe it or not? It's just that its taste, um, is more pungent." Zhang Zhuoye rubbed his nose and smiled dryly. In a few days, Tang Zong's family was captured by poisonous gas. He really only unscrewed a bottle cap. It was purely accidental.

Tang Zong didn't speak, but doubts were evident on his face, "No matter what you do, I don't care, but I hope there will be no second time for what happened today."

After warning Zhang Zhuoye, Tang Zong glanced at Zhang Zhuoye's plush pajamas. The pajamas are warm indoors but not windproof outside.

"The smell will last for three days. It's so late, where are we going?"

Zhang Zhuoye rubbed his arms, stomped his feet, the long ears of the rabbit slippers trembled with its owner. "It's very cold!"

Tang Zong moved his eyes following the rabbit's ears, and said calmly, "Come with me."

Zhang Zhuoye kicked the rabbit shoes and followed Tang Zong, hesitating for a moment and asked, "Did you just rush over to protect me?"

Tang Zong paused, "You think too much, you live in my house, this is the obligation of the master."

Zhang Zhuoye stepped forward and patted Tang Zong, "No matter what, thank you."

With his hand on his shoulder, Tang Zong put aside Zhang Zhuoye's hand a little uncomfortably, and walked in front first.

The footsteps of the two were the same, and it was the rattling sound of the rabbit shoes. Tang Zong glanced at the same rabbit slippers under his feet. Once he got used to wearing them, the rabbit shoes did not seem so annoying.