Professional flirting system

It has not been a day or two since Huaisheng and Chuanze Zhizhi have been fighting on the Internet. Although one of them is singing and the other is in the late stage——it is Tang Ze’s exclusive late stage, but this does not prevent them from playing in various strange ways. Sing the stage play.

Like rivalry.

Geez, seriously, there aren't no cults that pair the two together.

After knowing each other's identities, Xu Xu sighed again, looked left and right at the two of them, and suddenly realized: "So you are really doing this job, no wonder every song is so beautiful Like Pro Records, you work for an entertainment company?"

Qin Beichuan smiled slightly: "In theory, yes."

"That's great," Xu Xu smacked his lips, "This is really... I mean, it's amazing! If those girls knew, they would definitely be crazy for you, they would be!"

Tang Ze shook his head with a smile and didn't speak. He never lacked men and women who were crazy for him, and in this world, he didn't even have the slightest idea about the fusion of his second and third dimensions.

He slapped Xu Xu, who was a little too excited, on the back of the head, and pushed him to sit on the chair: "Calm down, don't your legs hurt?"

"... Aww!"

The person who was too excited to forget that he still had injuries was instantly so stimulated by his heavy hand that he almost burst into tears, and then he slumped back to his seat.

Tang Ze continued the work just now without hesitation - he simply disinfected and bandaged his wound: "I don't need to go to the hospital for now, but if you are restless, I can't guarantee it."

Xu Xu suffered serious injuries. During the time when he asked for help until Tang Ze rushed over, those gangsters who broke into his house did not have a peaceful and friendly afternoon tea meeting with him.

However, the young man has a good physical foundation and has practiced, so although he looks quite miserable now, in fact, most of the injuries are only skin trauma, and no injuries to muscles and bones.

The biggest impact of this incident is that there is an extra resident in Tang Ze's house who lives indefinitely and is very familiar with him. Fortunately, Xu Xu has not been involved too deeply in the gang - he has been talking to his BOSS Maintaining an employment relationship similar to a one-way connection, now that the BOSS is dead, he only needs to put on a stance of not getting involved and avoid the limelight.

With luck, maybe the next boss of the gang will treat him as a guest of honor.

However, the second-year boy who has learned enough lessons has made up his mind not to get involved in these troubles.

"Look, I'm not stupid," this unconventional cohabitation life lasted for a week (in the midst of harassment from time to time by Qin Beichuan, who has a mole), paralyzed on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed in a lazy posture Grinning his teeth, the young man stretched his body—the bruises and wounds on his body still clamored for his presence all the time, "The water in this business is very deep, don't run away now before you completely sink in." Are you still waiting to be devoured until there is no flesh left?"

Tang Ze rolled his eyes: "If you're really not stupid..."

"Stop, stop," Xu Xu raised his hand in pain and surrendered, "God, I'm stupid, can't I be stupid, I've lost my way now, master, please let me go."

He accepts well that his good friend he met online is a rich man who deserves to be burned to death, but he can't stand this guy who is obviously two years younger than him, chattering in fluent Mandarin Educate yourself on love.

Well, although he is a (Chinese) singer, that doesn't mean that he grew up abroad (and didn't receive much formal advanced education) and he can keep up with the kind of mixed motherland's profound and profound language in daily language. The irony of linguistic systems.

That's right, sarcasm, don't think he can't hear it by speeding up the speech!

"Language," Tang Ze twitched the corners of his lips, and easily turned another page of the professional book in his hand, "Your metaphors are really old-fashioned, my dear, don't force your own IQ to do something that doesn't fit it. act of identity."

"Hey!" Xu Xu protested weakly, but obviously, it didn't have any effect.

He couldn't help but despair of this unreasonable world—he said that although they had never had a (normal) intersection in the three-dimensional life before, because his (former) girlfriend had always been concerned about this " The genius senior of the medical school" has a strong interest, and it is not that he has not learned about the existence of Tang Ze from the third party's narrative.

Well, he can understand the so-called masculinity filters of fans who are as thick as arctic glaciers, but at least he won't mistake a person's basic personality!

What a gentle, humble gentleman, who is going to tell him who is this man who is ridiculing himself with all kinds of annoying tones?

But it's not surprising... There are still a lot of people who think so on the Internet.

Xu Xu felt that he was about to die in battle—spiritually, before that he had never believed that someone could really be killed by strong emotions.

Fortunately, it looks like those days are finally coming to an end.

According to the schedule mentioned by Tang Ze two days ago, the tyrant's baby brother will come to him tonight.

Xu Xu couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when he thought of the day that had been fixed long ago. Even with Tang Ze's expression that softened instantly when he mentioned his younger brother, he could easily identify the person he had never met before. The boy's status in his heart, having such a buffer appearing to divert Tang Ze's attention, should make his life much easier... right?

Facts have proved that Comrade Xu Xu is too naive.

"Areyoukiddingme?!" The curly-haired handsome young man looked at you as if you were making me laugh, "How do I look like a gay with a bad heart? Come on, less than one after I just had a conversation with a hot blonde with big boobs My sexuality was swallowed by a black hole in a month??"

I can't blame him for making a fuss, it's really that this little kid named Tang Yan is too... unreasonable!

What is meant by "a man who is not reliable at first sight"!What do you mean by "You don't want Xiao to miss my brother so he won't fall in love with you", my God, I wouldn't fall in love with him either... I mean a man, okay!

From the moment he picked Didi up at the airport, Xu Xu has been in dire straits five times worse than before.

Tang Yan looked at him as if he was looking at a class enemy, and the only thing that could comfort him a little bit was that this kind of hostility was not aimed at him alone. The ground burned for a moment, and the real war happened between Qin Beichuan and that 12-year-old boy.

Tang Ze sat in the front seat with peace of mind and watched the two of them fight in the dark, holding a bright red apple and gnawing on it, as evil as Snow White's stepmother.

"It's okay dear," Qin Beichuan turned his head to comfort his good friend who was completely numb in the midst of his busy schedule, "Huohuo is just a little firecracker, he doesn't speak well, so don't take it to heart."

"..." Boss, I beg you, can you stop lighting the fire again...

Even someone as dull as Xu Xu can clearly hear the "children" emphasized in Qin Beichuan's tone, mixed with the helpless indulgence of his sister-in-law or brother-in-law (whatever he cares) towards his own bear child, Enough to make an adolescent boy with a not so hot temper have an unknown fire.

Besides, this Tang Yan was nothing at first sight...a young man with a less hot temper.

"Hmph," the boy with a pretty face crossed his arms, squinted his eyes, and his aura was not inferior to that of Qin Beichuan, who was half a body taller than him, "You want to win over this Teddy? It can be said that—whether it is vision or means, it is too inferior."

"Huohuo," Tang Ze ate the last bite of the apple, and finally frowned, ready to stop the farce, "This is obviously beyond the scope of joking, you are attacking personally—apologize to my friend."

Xu Xu originally thought that based on Tang Yan's previous textbook-like aura of a teenager with secondary illness, his preaching tone towards his brother would be extremely contradictory, and he was even ready to face another verbal confrontation. Get ready... God, this family is too dangerous to talk about. If it wasn't for the limelight, he couldn't wait to move back to his leaky little apartment.

But Tang Ze's words seemed to have touched some strange switch, Tang Yan blinked his eyes, and suddenly became soft and quiet.

Supple and quiet!

This is not an exaggeration at all, Xu Xu stared blankly at the boy in front of him who had changed from a small tyrannosaurus into a doll because of his delicate appearance and restrained aura, and deeply doubted whether he had timetraveled .

The doll squinted at him as before—now the gesture was undoubtedly sweet and unintimidating: "I'm sorry brother, I shouldn't have said that to you."

"..."? ? ?

Tang Yan waited patiently for him for a while, seeing that he was still blank and unresponsive, a trace of impatience flashed quickly in his eyes, but he put on an aggrieved look even more severely, and continued to say in that sweet tone: " Won't you forgive me?"

"...No, no, no," the frightened Xu Xu instinctively glanced at Tang Ze as if he had just woken up from a dream, and said frightenedly, "I don't mind at all."