Golden House Cangjiao

Zhu Sheng thought for a while, and replied to Lang Yue: [Then I will put you down before making a debut? 】

Langyue: […]

Asked Zhu Sheng to send him a location, and not long after, Lang Yue stooped into the classroom through the back door.She threw the book into the empty seat next to Zhu Sheng, and as soon as she sat down, she hurriedly asked about the official announcement of "The Eighth Love Letter". "Eight Love Letters", could it be that you have already decided to play Nai Tao at that time?"

Zhu Sheng shook his head, "No."

Lang Yue just asked casually, but she didn't care too much, and she said hesitantly: "Shengsheng, can you help me get Brother Duan's autograph?"

"you like him?"

"Of course I like it." Langyue said, breaking her fingers, "Brother Duan is handsome and rich. It is said that he is the kind of rich second generation who wants to go back to inherit the family property if he doesn't do well in filming. He has a bad personality and is cynical. Type, and I have seen a post before, comparing the wet body advertisements of various celebrities." At this point, her face was flushed, and Lang Yue lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "After analysis, Brother Duan has a male dog. The waist is still 18CM."

She glanced at Zhu Sheng, her face full of curiosity, "Sheng Sheng, is it true?"

Zhu Sheng blinked and said innocently, "I don't know either."

Lang Yue leaned back on the table and brushed Weibo while absent-mindedly said: "Shengsheng, I think you will definitely become popular after you finish "The Eighth Love Letter". Oh, besides, there is still a... oops." Langyue suddenly opened her eyes wide, "It's anyone."

She raised her mobile phone and showed Zhu Sheng the real-time topic:

[Is it possible to tie up the blood-sucking brother of CP as long as you have some money these days?No appointment, no appointment, no appointment.The director hand-picked Nai Tao?I just want to know how much money the airborne crew has invested, and the hot search and marketing are flying together. Where does the confidence come from to be able to embark on the old road of marketing first lady? 】

[Turn back to the information that the entire network deleted posts within half an hour last time.Zhu Sheng, who is currently studying at R University, is said to have been adopted (more than one object), and posted a confession wall of R University not long ago.

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PS: The patron's father is amazing, how long can he stay this time? 】

[Just looking at the photo, it looks like a textbook-like white lotus. I, Nai Tao, am a little angel, not a white lotus. My real name diss is a pheasant player who is not even an Internet celebrity outside the [-]th line. 】

[But what did the pheasant do wrong? 】

……

Lang Yue scrolled down again, because the contents of the confession wall in the school were posted, and most people believed that Zhu Sheng was taken care of by others, and the airborne crew was because of his benefactor, plus sporadic "I His classmate at R University” made similar speeches, and Zhu Sheng’s every move was interpreted as having ulterior motives, and the rest were all messy insults.

"It's boring."

Langyue turned off the screen with a lack of interest, and noticed Zhu Sheng's intentional or unintentional gazes around her, and deliberately said to him: "Sheng Sheng, don't take it to heart, they are actually jealous of your beauty and maybe you can sleep for a while." Brother, even scolding you can only be pitifully embellished with the fake material on the confession wall, you should interact with Brother Duan more next time to make them mad."

Zhu Sheng took out the script and nodded with a smile.

At the end of the second class, the girls sitting in the front row of Zhu Sheng looked back frequently, and then they couldn't help it anymore. They put their hands together and asked Zhu Sheng to ask Duan Cheng for an autograph. After seeing that he agreed, many people came over , Langyue held her face and muttered, "No one clarified for him when he was scolded, and now he is here to sign." Then she was really angry, said hello to Zhu Sheng, picked up her professional book and left up.

When Zhu Sheng got away, the class bell rang again.

He only had these two classes today. Zhu Sheng packed up the books and scripts on the table before he walked out of the classroom. He accidentally bumped into Fu Zhaohe who was walking towards him. The man obviously saw Zhu Sheng. His footsteps After a pause, he raised his hand to support his gold-rimmed glasses, and smiled gently at Zhu Sheng, "No more classes?"

"Mr. Fu."

Zhu Sheng nodded, tilted his head and asked him, "Are you going to class?"

Fu Zhaohe gave a "hmm".

Zhu Sheng smiled and said, "Then I won't bother you."

"You are not interrupting." Fu Zhaohe raised his brows slightly, and then he asked Zhu Sheng casually: "I'm busy recently? I can't even catch you."

"Mr. Fu looked for me?" Zhu Sheng blinked, but didn't answer immediately, he smiled slyly with his eyes bent, "I'm a bit busy, but I can't tell Mr. Fu what I'm busy for now, it's a little secret. Wait again After a while, maybe Mr. Fu himself will know what I'm up to."

"Ok?"

Fu Zhaohe chuckled lightly and said, "Then I'll wait and see."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhaohe glanced at the watch on his wrist with his dark eyes. When Fu Zhaohe raised his eyes, he glanced across the corridor inadvertently. Fu Zhaohe lowered his head and whispered in Zhu Sheng's ear, "Since you are busy, I will pursue you for the time being."

Zhu Sheng's eyes were wet, "Mr. Fu..."

Fu Zhaohe stretched out his fingers to touch Zhu Sheng's lips, and said in a deep voice, "Call me sir?"

Zhu Sheng gently bit his fingertips, met the man's dark pupils, his face was thin red, his voice was so soft that it almost dripped water, and the ending was a little unconsciously seductive, "Mr. It's not pursuit, this is, this is..."

"Thin."

There was a smile on the corners of Fu Zhaohe's eyes and eyebrows, and he answered with lowered eyes.

Fortunately, Fu Zhaohe still had classes, so he let Zhu Sheng off for the time being, and he was able to leave, but today Zhu Sheng didn't have to go to the set, so the driver at home took him back to Zhu's house, and there was another bouquet of white flowers on the windowsill. Rose, Zhu Sheng found the card in the rose, it is still a poem:

fleeing canary,

Longing for the red rose of the nightingale,

The king gave it a Nutcracker fantasy,

lure it to the golden cage again.

"king……"

Zhu Sheng returned to his room, picked out the few budding white roses in the bouquet, and inserted them in the clear water together with the lilies.His pale fingertips brushed over the soft petals, and the crystal clear drops of water rolled down quietly. He held his chin and looked at it thoughtfully for a long time, and said softly: "The rose that hasn't bloomed...could it be Duan Cheng?"

"Shengsheng."

The system couldn't help reminding cautiously: "Once it's confirmed, it can't be changed."

Zhu Sheng said "hmm", "The tortoise is finally willing to hatch?"

"I'm not avoiding you, I'm just, just playing the game all the time." The system whispered: "Shengsheng, I can't tell you too much, it's... It's a program, I can't violate it Set the rules, otherwise I will be thrown in the maintenance station and reinstall the system."

"I do not blame you."

Zhu Sheng said very lightly: "I will find out the truth myself."

Before going to bed, Zhu Sheng sat on the bed and read the ending of the script.Compared with the original text, the script has not changed much, but from the beginning to the end, although "The Eighth Love Letter" was named the Eighth Love Letter, it did not write the content of the eighth love letter. Only one sentence was left at the end: "When I see you again, I will tell you the eighth love letter myself."

Zhu Sheng thought about the love letter he had received before putting down the script, and the phone rang.

It's Duan Cheng calling.

"Mr. Duan?"

"Hey."

The two of them spoke at the same time, Zhu Sheng pursed his lips and smiled silently, and said, "I've finished reading the script. Mr. Duan, do you know the content of the eighth love letter?"

Duan Cheng on the other side of the phone didn't answer immediately. After a few seconds, he asked Zhu Sheng slowly: "What do you think is the ending of "The Eighth Love Letter"?"

Zhu Sheng replied: "Ji Qiu Falcon found his Nai Tao."

"found it?"

Zhu Sheng said with certainty: "I found it."

Duan Cheng laughed softly on the other side of the phone.

"Then you found it." The man didn't stay on this topic for too long, he said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow there may be reporters at your school to block people, you can ask for a few days off if you can, stay at home , if you don't want to ask for leave, then I will arrange a few people to pick you up."

Zhu Sheng thought for a while, "Let's ask for leave."

Duan Cheng responded, and suddenly said: "I remember you asked me how I have your contact information."

Zhu Sheng asked him with a smile: "How did you have it?"

Duan Cheng said: "The last time your identity information was leaked, I wrote down your mobile phone number before someone deleted the post."

Zhu Sheng blinked and said softly, "It's too much."

Duan Cheng raised his eyebrows and said: "Just to give you a good night that is not too much."

"So... good night."