My boy group debuted to go bankrupt

075.

Yingcheng had one son, Ye Nan asked Tan Shuang again where Yingcheng lived now, and then killed him with a knife.

In the middle, he also found that there was no one at home, which is actually the norm.

After Ye Nan came back from the reshoots, he didn't receive any notices and was resting all the time; Lu Ying was thrown into the military camp by Lu Zhen; The wind is booming, and although there is no domestic news, their fans on ins have skyrocketed; Xu Jingcheng was recruited by Mango Channel to be a judge of the dance talent show that Mango Channel plans to hit the performance next year. Fans let them visit the class; Wang Mingming and Li Xunyi are often in the capital, but they have an announcement every two or three days and a magazine interview every five days. Although they live in the dormitory, they have basically never met Ye Nanzhong.

However, yesterday, except for Lu Ying, everyone came back and had a meal together. Before Ye Nanzhong went to the computer room to start the live broadcast, a group of people were still gathering in the living room to eat fruit after dinner. Why did they disappear now?

Ye Nanzhong was surprised for a moment, but he didn't take it seriously, thinking that maybe he went out for shopping. After all, he hasn't lived here for a long time, and he still lacks daily necessities.

When he first moved back, he also went to the supermarket to do a lot of shopping. Fortunately, Lin Chuanxiao hired someone to clean the room every month. Otherwise, Ye Nanzhong would have to clean it before moving in.

He didn't take this matter to heart, and went to kill Yingcheng accurately with a knife.

When Yingcheng was idle and rich, he especially liked to buy sports cars. At that time, he only had millions of pocket money a month, which was not too rich. Apart from the 150 million Phaeton that he often drove, he also had a [-] million-level car. The Ferrari supercar - this was his birthday, Ye Nanzhong and his group of brothers paid for it as a birthday present for him.

Yingcheng was very happy at the time. He drove it once, and sent it for maintenance the next day. He directly lost one-fifth of his pocket money for that month. In addition, the speed limit in the Fourth Ring Road of Kyoto was 80, and the sports car drove out of gas. It doesn't cost much, but car washing, repairing and maintaining a car is a waste of money, so he rarely drives it, and just plays with that Phaeton.

Yingcheng made money last year and immediately bought a Maserati and a Porsche.Then he felt that the sports car was just that, and remembering the three properties in his hand, he immediately changed his hobby and started buying a house.

In just one year, Yingcheng has more than three villas in his hands, let alone apartments. Only Qin Shuang, who deals with him often, knows that he lives in the penthouse in the city center recently.

Ye Nanzhong only wore a hat when he went out, and didn't do much protection. He was worried that he would be recognized, so he didn't go in through the main entrance. Ye Nanzhong also had a house here in his previous life, and he would live here on weekends and holidays. Know the layout of the building and the various portals.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Ye Nanzhong found that the door on the opposite side was not closed, and the house number was Yingcheng's house.

Ye Nanzhong frowned, walked over and wanted to knock on the door, but the door just opened, and the first thing he saw was Yingcheng's huge personal photo as the background of the TV wall.

He was wearing a well-dressed suit, and by unscrambling the cuffs, he revealed a million-dollar diamond watch on his wrist. Behind him were four luxury cars parked in a row in his garage. There was a line printed on the far right of the photo: see It's fate, you don't know how successful I am unless you show off. ——20xx year x month x day should stay in the city.

Ye Nanzhong: "..." Why did my fist harden suddenly.

He couldn't bear to look straight away and looked away, only to find that the room was a mess.

Ribbons and balloons are flying everywhere, a lot of miscellaneous things, the coffee table in the living room is full of wine, red and white beer, Ye Nanzhong saw a bottle of 97-year-old Romani in it. , Buying from the winery without a middleman will cost 20 yuan.

Ye Nanzhong had seen this bottle of wine in Uncle Ying's wine cabinet in his previous life, and said that he had spent nearly 30 to find someone to take a photo of it.This wine is not the best wine in Uncle's wine cabinet, but this wine is precious because it is only one bottle.Romanée-Conti winery produces less wine, and therefore, a bottle can fetch a high price in China.

Ye Nanzhong took the bottle of wine and took a closer look. After confirming that it was Uncle Ying's precious bottle of Romani, he fell into deep thought.

He felt that before he could make a move, Yingcheng might be killed by his father first.

Just as he was thinking, there was movement outside the door.

"Wow, who was the last one to come out? The door wasn't even closed!" It was Lu Ying who spoke, panting heavily, as if he had just done a strenuous exercise.

"It seems to be me?" Yingcheng answered hesitantly, panting, and waved his hand indifferently in a blink of an eye, "It's okay, every floor and every household here are rich people, and I'm on the top floor, and I'm on the top floor. There is monitoring, besides, there is nothing good in it, the most expensive is my dad's 30 bottle of red wine, I stole it anyway, so throw it away if you lose it."

"...I suddenly feel a little bit hostile to the rich." This is Wang Mingming's voice.

Li Xunyi gave a "hmm" in agreement.

Xu Jingcheng's focus was on something else, he asked curiously, "Is the 30 yuan wine good?"

"I don't know, I think my father is quite precious, shouldn't he be good?" Yingcheng said uncertainly.

Song Jin said, "I don't think even wine tastes good."

Chu Yunyu agreed with his point of view, "Whether it's white wine, red wine or cocktails, I think they are all very bad, and they are very astringent. Of course, the most bad drink should be beer."

"Heroes see the same thing." Qin Shuang agreed.

She pushed open the door, came in with the cake first, and was stunned when she raised her head.

It's okay for everyone else to carry a bag, but Ying Cheng and Lu Ying were almost exhausted carrying a huge package. Lu Ying couldn't help asking, "It's so heavy, what the hell did you buy?"

"Marble bookcase, it costs tens of thousands." Yingcheng replied.

Lu Ying was stunned, "Damn! No wonder the courier didn't want to deliver it to you, so you had to pick it up yourself. Why did you buy this thing? It's lying down as a coffin for you?"

"You are stupid, of course the bookcase is for storing books!"

Lu Ying laughed, and almost let it go, "Just you?"

"It's just me, what's the matter?" Ying Cheng hummed confidently, "Just allow Xiao Yezi, a top student, not to study science and art, and not allow me, a scumbag, to suddenly become enlightened and love reading?"

Lu Ying: "...do you believe what you say?"

"I don't believe it." Yingcheng replied in seconds.

Lu Ying: "..." Now he really wants to just throw down this dead marble bookcase and crush Yingcheng's ugly sand sculpture to death.

In fact, Yingcheng couldn't bear it any longer. He didn't want to urge Qin Shuang at first, but now he couldn't help but say, "Vice President Qin, give up quickly. Lu Ying and I are going to die. Our Ying family and Lu family But it will never end!"

Lu Ying was so angry that she wished she could kick him to death, "Get lost!"

Ying Cheng sighed, "Xiao Yingzi, you are no longer the cute little Yingzi who loves to wear pigtails."

Lu Ying rolled her eyes, she was too lazy to care about her everyday cousin.

Ye Nan wanted to laugh when he heard the two brothers' nonsense, sat on the sofa and tapped his fingers, raised his eyebrows to signal, Tan Shuang touched his cheek, and silently moved out of the way.

As soon as the two came in carrying the tightly packed marble bookcase, Lu Ying let go and lay down on the floor and rolled away. balloons.

Yingcheng lay on the other half of the ground and scolded Lu Ying, "You son of a bitch, I'll tell uncle tomorrow that you tried to murder me!"

"You go, if you go, I will report to my uncle and tell you all about you!" Lu Ying laughed loudly as she said.

"..." Ying Cheng curled his lips, "Tsk, you are really insidious."

Lu Ying accepted this evaluation shamelessly, "To each other."

Ye Nanzhong: "..."

It's true that they are brothers.He hooked his lips a little amusedly, and tried not to laugh out loud.

Others came in, one went to pull Lu Ying, one went to pull Yingcheng, and the rest straightened the marble bookcase, and asked Yingcheng where to put it, Yingcheng waved his hand, "Just put it, anyway. The thief can't move it even if he wants to."

Chu Yunyu hesitated, "But..." You can't move if you want, right?

He didn't finish his sentence, because as soon as he turned his head, he met the eyes of Ye Nanzhong who didn't know when he was sitting on the sofa, and he lost his voice as if he was strangled in an instant.

Everyone followed his gaze and turned their heads to look, and collectively fell silent as if they had been killed by silence.

Ying Cheng was raising his head and thinking about how to unpack the package. He felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even Lu Ying, who had been hurting him all the time, stopped talking. He stuck his head out strangely, "What's wrong?"

"Hey, isn't this Little Leaf? What east wind brought you here? How is my son doing? Did you give my son the money..."

Ye Nanzhong silently picked up the fruit knife that had been thrown on the table after coming in, smashed a balloon with one knife, looked at Yingcheng with cold eyes, and smiled softly, "If you take another bite of a son, I will let you Become this balloon."

Ying Cheng was very knowledgeable about current affairs and changed his words on the spot: "It's worth it, brother, everyone is a good brother, so brothers don't have to draw swords every now and then, right?"

Ye Nan put the saber back into its sheath. Now he also understood why Ying Cheng suddenly dropped the 20 yuan. It turned out that it was to lure him over.

Ye Nanzhong figured it out, and Qin Shuang also figured it out, and when Ying Cheng passed by him, he stretched out his hand and pinched his waist.

In fact, it didn't hurt, but Ying Cheng pretended to yell "Ouch, Ouch", looking aggrieved.

However, the "traitor" Yingcheng didn't get the slightest bit of pity, instead he was led by Lu Ying and beat him up.

……

When Ye Nanzhong saw the cake in Tan's hands, he already understood what these people were going to do, and he also remembered today's day - Christmas Eve, December 12th, which was also his ostensible birthday.

That year's birthday was their first official fan meeting, and they planned a grand birthday celebration without telling him, but then Lu Ying accidentally learned the truth, and everyone in the EM Youth League also knew Ye Nanzhong didn't expect them to come again this year.

Fortunately, this time, they were just a group of people doing it in private.

Ye Nanzhong was a little amused, "Don't you know that my birthday is a lunar new year? Why are you planning to do this?"

"We are full of notices from years ago. We don't have time to make them. Besides, it's easy to be exposed when you are young. You will know if you do something casually." Lu Ying muttered with her mouth puckered.

Yingcheng demolished, "It's easy to be exposed even if it's not a young year. Don't you look at how strong the festive atmosphere is on the street."

He thought that Ye Nanzhong guessed it because he was watching the excitement on the street, but he didn't know that Ye Nanzhong remembered today's festival because he saw the cake.

Ye Nanzhong coughed in embarrassment and skipped the topic.

It's really not his fault. Christmas Eve and New Year's Day are so close. At this time, the supermarket is already having a big sale for New Year's Day. He came by car. Looking out of the car window, he could only see the colorful lights and red ribbons fluttering outside. Many stores started to buy apples. He thought it was an early celebration of New Year's Day to promote apples. Who knew it was Christmas Eve...

"Cough, it's fine, there's no need to celebrate, just bring the cake and cut it and eat it."

"That won't work, we have to wait." Yingcheng, who had been lying there playing with his phone, suddenly sat up.

Ye Nan looked at him again, "What are you doing?"

"You wait, it will happen in a while." Yingcheng turned off the phone screen and turned it upside down on the table. Ye Nanzhong glanced sharply at him as if he was talking in a group, not the one Ye Nanzhong was in. I will be in the royal killer group with 999+ unread messages, and obviously, other people are not in this group.

In just two or three minutes, the phone rang "ding dong ding dong" once every three seconds, but his voice was so low that it didn't affect people.

Ye Nan raised his eyebrows again, his face remained calm, and his heart felt uneasy.

First of all, excluding the work group, Yingcheng is a typical shopkeeper-type boss, with 3 minutes of popularity, it is impossible to add a work group without blocking, and the work group will not be so active; this kind of active group is either a friend group or a netizen group .There are many friends in Yingcheng, but it is impossible that none of the people present are in that group. Of course, it is not ruled out that everyone here has set the group as a shield and did not talk in the group. This possibility is difficult to prove. Then Doubt has never been ruled out.

As for the netizen group...wouldn't it be my support club?

Ye Nanzhong thought, Yingcheng had already brought a bag of apples from the things he bought, "Eat this first, and the others will clean up the things in the living room. You have bought all these things, how can you not hang them up?" stand up."

"...You can save it for the next party." Ye Nan said again.

Yingcheng said in distaste, "A group of social animals are usually so busy with work that they just want to lie on the bed and play games in their spare time. How can they have a party? I really think I'm still a carefree high school student at seventeen. live?"

Everyone: "..." I feel offended.

Ye Nanzhong, the only 19-year-old physical/body present at the scene: "..." Sorry, I was born again, the age of two lifetimes adds up and you have to call me daddy.

Ying Cheng offended everyone present with one sentence, and was beaten again.

He lay on the ground looking at the ceiling and sighed. He looked like an important minister trying to persuade the emperor: "Good medicine is good for the disease, and good advice is good for the deed. Son, don't you think so?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Ye Nanzhong.

Ye Nanzhong kicked him speechlessly, "What are you calling me? We are two equals."

"No conflict." Yingcheng sat up, waved his hands righteously, "I call you brother, you call me dad, we both have our own opinions."

Ye Nanzhong: "..."

Lu Ying watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. Standing on the ladder and holding a balloon, she shouted excitedly, "Brother Ye, cut him!"

So Yingcheng was shaved again, and he didn't get up after the shaved, just lying there playing with his mobile phone.

Ye Nanzhong ate an apple, and heard him suddenly say, "Little Yezi, what do you think of our room?"

"Not bad, there is a lot of room for appreciation." Ye Nan re-read it and commented.

Ying Cheng snorted, "I didn't ask about your inside, I asked about your surroundings, look outside."

Ye Nanzhong gave him a strange look, then turned to look outside.Yingcheng's living room is equipped with a whole wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, and it is also on the top floor, which can take in all the commercial buildings in this commercial area.

"You..." Ye Nanzhong hadn't finished speaking when he saw the advertisement on the electronic screen change.

Particles of different colors slowly flipped and transformed like a spiral, and finally formed his face—that was his appearance when he first debuted, wearing bright clothes, with a sideways face and head slightly raised, and the eyes are still After sweeping a layer of beautiful gold powder, his eyeliner was slightly upturned, abruptly turning his phoenix eyes into amorous peach blossom eyes.

He remembered that this poster was the debut photo of "Little Giant Star" published on the Internet, and it was also his profile picture on various encyclopedias.

"Thank you everyone for coming to our performance!" He heard his own voice coming from inside. 32 people stood on the edge of the stage and bowed to the fans in the audience. The camera zoomed in. He held up the microphone and pointed to the ceiling. He laughed brilliantly amidst the cheers.

[That year he was 17 years old, debuted as a C on the stage of "Little Superstar" and became the captain of the EM Youth League]

The black subtitles flipped over, and then there was a photo of him on tour. The colorful coat was pulled down to the arms, revealing the vest inside. He was opening his mouth to sing, and the camera centered on him and blurred the stage behind him—Ye Nanzhong remembered that The movement, that is the part of the chorus in the song "Future", has a large rotational movement.

There are two video clips following this photo, starting with his cake fight at the first fan meeting, starting with everyone’s smiling faces covered in cream, and showing them walking on the stage of the Golden Disc Awards, with stars shining and flashing lights The sound continued, and the fans shouted until their throats were split, and they were unwilling to stop.

[In that year, he was already a top star, he would tour all over the country, and he also acted in the first play "High School No Regrets", playing the male lead Huo Wen]

The black subtitles flipped again, showing stills of him singing on the streets of Yamato. He held Johnson's guitar and learned to play simple melodies under his guidance. He raised his head happily and showed a rare bright smile. He didn't know When was it recorded.

The videos that Houmi received were some of his performances at the CJYY Music Festival, street singing with free people, and some acting clips of Shen Qinghe in "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains".

[He was on the same stage with GOD, performed on the street with free people, and played the stunningly talented Shen Qinghe in the TV series "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"]

[He turned 19 this year, went to the school he wanted to go to, started acting, released his second album, and has the identity of an actor]

[He has never let our fans spend money, he said he has everything; he set the ticket price of the tour very low, 600 yuan for an infield ticket, so low that scalpers dare not speculate on tickets, for fear of overturning ;He doesn't like to post on Weibo, so he posted 23 Weibo in two years, sued a thousand sunspots, and sued [-] navy marketing accounts; City No. [-] Middle School and Senior Secondary School have obtained the submission qualifications...]

[He is really good, so good that I want the whole world to know, but I am afraid that the whole world will know]

[Although we always joke and scold you, you are really our pride, and we will always grow up with you, grow up with you, and grow old with you]

[Brother Ye, happy birthday! 】

His photo appeared on the screen, and gorgeous fireworks bloomed around him—although it was only a ppt effect, it seemed to bloom from Ye Nanzhong's heart, making him stare intently, a warm current rushed up, and his eye sockets were slightly sore .

"Brother Ye, happy 19th birthday! I will always be your fan!"

"Ah, brother Ye, can you hear my voice? Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday! Say important things three times!"

"Brother Ye, look at me! Happy birthday! You have debuted for almost three years, can you do more business and post on Weibo, I really want to break heads with you on the Internet!"

"Brother Ye, I'm your new fan, happy birthday!"

"..."

Yingcheng put the mobile phone to his ear, and a voice pierced into his ear. It was the voice of the support group. After saying one, there was a "beep", and then another was put down. Different voices appeared in his ears one after another. There are also male fans.

It just kept playing. This is a large group of 2000 people. There are two voices in total. The time for each voice is not long, but it took two hours to finish.

And until he finished listening to the last one, the group was quiet, and when he borrowed Yingcheng's mobile phone to reply "thank you", everyone rushed out, swiping for 2 minutes without 99+ messages, they were all there Ask him if he is happy.

Using advertisements to express his love is a bit of a waste, but it is a lie to say that he is not moved. Ye Nanzhong even feels that he has nothing to repay.Although he knows that the entertainment industry has always been ruthless, there are fans only when there is heat, no matter how much you like the person, once the cold, no matter how many fans are gone, only a few true fans are left waiting.

Ye Nanzhong never thought that he would become forever, but this does not prevent him from being happy with everything his fans have done.

He thought for a while, took out his cell phone and made a call.

In this short period of time, the group has already turned upside down.

[I just received news from the Commercial Building that our advertisement will be occupied. 】

[Why is this? Didn't you take the money? 】

【He returned the money...】

[Damn, who, I don’t know if Brother Ye saw it like this, I want to curse! ! ! 】

[Wait, sisters, look at the business building! ! ! ! ! 】

Ye Nanzhong hung up the phone, looked up through the French window, and saw a flood of black particles, with a line of white characters written on it:

Thank you for your likes, thank you for your gifts, I like it very much, and I hope that I am worthy of your likes. —— Ye Nanzhong

On this day, Weibo is doomed to sleepless nights.

The author has something to say: Yingcheng: Can you please give me this tool to settle the wages first?