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Old Zhou's father went to the car and took eight bottles of juice, intending to send them to his son's new friends. When he got there, he found that only Zhang Youcheng and Tang Xiao were left.

The rest is for filming. He came all the way and saw it. What about Tong Ze?

Xiao Zhou took the juice and put it on the table: "I brought some juice for everyone, it's all freshly squeezed, no sugar, no fat."

"Thank you, Brother Zhou." The two of them took a bottle each without politeness.

Xiao Zhou put two more bottles and said, "See if the assistant drinks it, there is still in the small refrigerator in the car. Where did our family boy go?"

Zhang Youcheng: "I answered a phone call, let's go out to pick up someone."

After Xiao Zhou said thank you, he walked away, and when he turned around, he saw Fu Jingxun following Tong Ze step by step, smiling very 'pretentiously', with a kraft paper bag in his hand, not sure what it contained.

Xiao Zhou was tired and couldn't call the police anymore. This man was so soft and stubborn that he was lingering. He finally brought his autistic child in front of everyone. Fu Jingxun dragged him back to the nest.

The crew was closed and tightly controlled. When Tong Ze went to the door to lead Fu Jingxun in, he was also full of question marks. Why did he come again?

What Fu Jingxun said was to drop by to deliver something, and Tong Ze knew in his heart that this person wouldn't drop by here, so he came here for him.The two came to Tong Ze's shed, and Fu Jingxun took out the contents of the bag, which were two small lunch boxes.

"My father has treated my mother like a porcelain doll these days, and he has also found a new chef. I think this chef has a lot of tricks, so I asked him to cook something for you that won't make you fat." Fu Jing Xun opened the lunch box and took a fork like a treasure, and sent it to Tong Ze.

Tong Ze didn't answer, he felt that his refusal was quite obvious: "Fu Jingxun, I told you not to chase after me."

Fu Jingxun saw that Tong Ze was a little irritable, and quickly raised his hands in surrender: "I'm really not, didn't I tell you before, I didn't even have anyone to play with when I came back. No, my parents are loving at home If you love me, you get annoyed when you see me, and I don’t want to be a light bulb, so I came to you because I didn’t know where to go when I went out to play.”

Fu Jingxun took one set after another, trying to lower Tong Ze's vigilance: "Actually, I have something to do when I come here this time. Didn't I say that I wanted to drive a bumper car? There was no one upstairs at noon, and there was no one who could talk to me." I can't find the people I chased after, so I'm bothering you again."

It's over, bumper cars.Tong Ze began to itch again.

Seeing Tong Ze's expression, Fu Jingxun knew that he had grasped the fact that Tong Ze had no childhood, and thought that in the future, he would find more childish things like this to attract him.

Tong Ze had a troubled look on his face, seeing that Fu Jingxun was so sincere, but he thought every day that someone would try to order something for him, so he was very affectionate.

Tong Ze thought, Fu Jingxun should be similar to him as a person who had no childhood and no friends. After finally meeting a Chinese abroad, he thought that he could find a place to play with when he returned to China. For the face.

Tong Ze blushed when he thought of this, and felt that he was a very mean person.If he clearly agreed to play with Fu Jingxun, not only would he have one more friend to talk to, but Fu Jingxun would not even return to a country without a friend who could talk.

Fu Jingxun struck while the iron was hot, and continued to coax the child: "I don't mean anything else. My father said that you must be sincere to your friends. No, I just gave you some good things to be friends with you."

Tong Ze is a person who listens to others very much. Brother Zhou asked him to make friends and talk to others. No matter how timid he was, he pretended to be generous.So many people want to help him, so many people want to treat him well, Tong Ze has never experienced the feeling of being cared for before, but now he feels it and cherishes it very much.

This should not be called obedience, making friends, normal people make friends.Tong Ze also wanted to be a normal person, so he nodded: "Okay, let's go on Thursday. It's the day after tomorrow, and I won't play the day after tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Tong Ze took Fu Jingxun's fork and said, "It looks delicious."

Fu Jingxun looked at Tong Ze looking up and smiling at him, then lowering his head to seriously choose which piece of pastry to fork, his heart almost melted into laughter, and he said: "This is the juice dyed by freshly squeezed fruit, mixed with it. Multigrain noodles and mashed potatoes. You eat this ugly one first, I made it."

Make pastries for others, and then drive two hours to deliver them.If this kind of behavior was heard by Fu Jingxun four months ago, it would probably make him laugh for a year.But now boys who are just in love don't know how to please their sweethearts, so they can only half coax and half lie to get closer, do some stupid but sincere things, and make excuses for themselves that they are just looking at friends.

Fu Jingxun saw that Tong Ze really took the one he made first, and bit down on it.His heart was full of joy, and he finally took a step forward: "Tongtong, I know one more—"

"Hey! Brave thief!" Your little Zhou suddenly appeared.

Tong Ze was so frightened that all the cakes he had just bitten fell to the ground, his heart ached, and they were quite delicious.

Xiao Zhou hated iron for being weak, seeing Tong Ze's appearance as if he had been caught and raped in bed, he could only turn thousands of words into one sentence, what to do.

Fu Jingxun gritted his teeth but still suppressed a little smile: "Brother Zhou, try it?"

Xiao Zhou still didn't taste it in the end.Fu Jingxun had to rush back to the old house for dinner, and left without saying a few words after delivering the things.Xiao Zhou looked at Tong Ze with his hands behind his back like an interrogator: "Although I'm just a little assistant——"

Tong Ze hurriedly interrupted: "No, no, Brother Zhou, you are the same as Brother Xing in my heart. You will also be a famous manager in the future. I don't see you as an assistant."

Xiao Zhou: "But I always treat you as my own brother—"

Tong Ze: "Yes, yes, I have always regarded Brother Zhou as my own brother. Brother Zhou has been very kind to me for more than half a year since I joined the company."

Xiao Zhou: "Forget it."

Tong Ze: "Yes, yes, forget it... um? Forget it?"

Don't sue?No longer?

Xiao Zhou sighed: "Tomorrow "Rush Project" will be finalized, and the publicity period will come soon after the finalization, so it means that you will enter the public's field of vision strongly from tomorrow, Brother Xing told me a lot, I will follow You talk."

"It's very, very good for a newcomer to get this kind of role in their first play, so don't be too eager when promoting yourself, and put your height up. And don't say anything and make mistakes. Now the character of the high-cold male god Very delicious."

Tong Ze asked him in a daze: "Brother Zhou, do you think I look like a cold-blooded male god?"

Xiao Zhou: "Well...although it's not, but it's very similar, as long as you don't smile twice when you publish the promotion, it's OK."

"Ah?" Tong Ze was dizzy, "Why can't you laugh? It's very impolite."

Xiao Zhou: "If you smile, you are a cute sweetheart. You are not cold at all. Forget it, you can do whatever you want, and it's good to be real. Besides, you can't cause any trouble with your personality, as long as you stay away from those monsters and ghosts. For example, Fu Daji, understand?"

Tong Ze nodded frantically: "Understood, understood." Let Xiao Zhou be perfunctory first.

Xiao Zhou: "You are in charge of your Weibo for the time being, but let us take a look at each Weibo before posting it, and your Weibo will be confiscated when there are more things in the future."

Tong Ze nodded.

Xiao Zhou patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, Money Tree! I have a hunch that you can shake it better than Brother Zhe."

Tong Ze spent the whole night thinking about how to retweet the crew's fixed-file promotional blog so that he could not be eager and modest to put his own height.After thinking about it again and again, he typed the following line when he forwarded it: [I'm new to Jianghu, please take care of me. ]

There was originally a cute cat head, but I thought it would be cold, so I deleted it.

Tong Ze doesn't like surfing the Internet very much, but it's impossible for someone in this line of work not to read things on the Internet.

When he first signed the contract, he took advantage of Song Qi and Li Xing's aura to gain a wave of fans, and then the two crews posted makeup photos before and after, and they also gained more fans. Now, after eight months, he has more than 400 million fans one after another. As soon as this Weibo was posted, there were many comments.

Tong Ze roughly flipped through it. Basically, they praised him for being handsome or expressed their expectations. There were also a group of people who urged him to post more on Weibo.Tong Ze clicked on his homepage and scrolled to the bottom. He has only posted six posts on Weibo since he registered.

There are four reposts of the official blog, the studio's signing blog, the "Rush Project" makeup blog, the "Flying" makeup blog, and today's "Rush Project" fixed-file blog.

There are also two original microblogs.

The first one was posted on the day of signing the contract. On the day of the official announcement, the media published articles saying that the third prince of Song Qi Studio had arrived. If he said it was from the film and television department, he must be an actor just like Si Zhe.It is also said that he has already signed some draft and is going to debut at the C position by default. Most of the rumors and rumors are false.

Li Xing asked him to post on Weibo to say hello, and he took a picture of the small set meal of fruit salad and chicken breast at noon, with the words: [The company manages the food. ]

After Tong Ze saw this Weibo again after eight months, he made a brief evaluation of himself: This kid is very simple, and his mouth is even more stupid.

He turned to the second original Weibo, which was posted the day he just moved out of the dormitory, and took a picture of the crystal chandelier in the living room of his new home, with the words: [The company takes care of it. ]

Tong Ze felt ashamed when he saw this. As a youthful college student, he should be more lively. Will he be too petty to worry about food and housing?So he opened the memo and planned to write something to send out, but after lying on the bed for a long time, he couldn't think of a single word.

The more he thought about it, the more sleepy he became, Fu Jingxun sent a message before Tong Ze went to sleep.

Fu Jingxun finally made a trip home, and now that he is famous for driving a racing car, he can control his temper in front of his family, which is much better than before. Of course, he will be a treasure when he goes back.After Fu Jingxun had finished being the darling of his parents, he lay down on the bed and began to sell miserably.

Fu Jingxun: [Woooooo Tongtong, I feel that my parents don't love me anymore, will they not wait to see me after they have a new child? ]

Tong Ze lost his father since he was a child, and he only felt distressed when he saw such words.

Tong Ze: [No, it's just that you've grown up, and you're going to be treated like an adult. It's another kind of love.There is no parent who does not love their children. ]

Tong Ze racked his brains, trying to comfort Fu Jingxun again so that he wouldn't think so.Who knew that before he could think of the words, Fu Jingxun sent another sentence:

Fu Jingxun: [Then if my parents throw me out, can I go to your house for two days and wait for them to calm down? ]

Tong Ze's intuition is not right: Don't the current rich second generation buy a few houses for themselves to live in?

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