After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

At two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, the assistant came to Lu Rong's home to pick up Feng Xinglang with a brand new suit.

Feng Xinglang put on his suit, smiled at Lu Rong, "Honey, I have a talk show to attend, I'll be back in a while, wait for me to have dinner together."

Lu Rong glanced at him indifferently, hummed, and then looked down at the script in his hand.

Feng Xinglang turned on the computer and put it on the coffee table next to the sofa, raised his brows and said, "The interview starts at three o'clock, remember to watch the live broadcast online, I will turn on the computer for you."

Lu Rong glanced at the computer screen, a little curious in his heart, but didn't show it: "What interview?"

Feng Xinglang put his head in front of Lu Rong, blinked and said, "Kiss me once and I'll tell you."

Lu Rong waved his face away with the script: "I'll just ask, if I don't want to talk, I won't talk, anyway, I'm not interested in knowing."

What else did Feng Xinglang want to say, the assistant was afraid that he would be endless, so he looked down at the time and grabbed Feng Xinglang's arm: "Brother Feng, we're going to be late, let's go."

Feng Xinglang turned around and walked to the door, then turned around and told Lu Rong: "Baby, don't forget to watch my interview."

Lu Rong showed an indifferent expression that had nothing to do with him, he didn't nod or shake his head.

The assistant opened the document bag in his hand, and handed the printed interview questions and answers to Feng Xinglang, "Brother Feng, do you want to take a look at these materials again?"

Feng Xinglang waved his hand: "No need."

The assistant thumped in his heart, put the documents back in their original place, opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

"Let's go, this interview is very important, don't be late." Feng Xinglang said, and walked out of the room first.

The assistant trotted two steps to keep up, and after entering the elevator, he finally couldn't help it, and asked cautiously: "Brother Feng, it's possible that he hasn't read these questions at all, has he?"

Feng Xinglang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I already know what questions they will ask, and I have all the answers in my heart, and I will definitely answer them fluently when the time comes."

The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and followed Feng Xinglang into the back seat of the car.

After the boss left, the huge house returned to silence.

Lu Rong threw down the script in his hand, feeling quite bored, and decided to go out for a stroll. After traveling to this world, he hadn't been anywhere other than his home and the crew.I stayed at home for a whole day yesterday, and today I have to go out to relax my muscles and bones no matter what.Even if it's a sensitive period now, the worst thing to do is to learn from Feng Xinglang and wear a mask and sunglasses. If he goes to a place with less traffic, others will definitely not recognize him.

Just doing what he said, Lu Rong took out two ordinary T-shirts bought on Taobao from the closet, and was about to change into them when the system's warning bell rang.

"President Ba's talk show has already started, please watch the host in time."

Lu Rong was stunned for a while, probably because he hadn't heard the system take the initiative to speak for two days, and he didn't get used to it, so he twitched his lips and asked, "What kind of interview do you want me to watch?"

"A very important interview," the system emphasized, "is directly related to the future fate of the host."

"Fuck, is it that serious? Then I have to take a good look." Lu Rong said, turning around and sitting on the sofa, turning on the computer, and found that Feng Xinglang's live talk show had risen to the top of the trending video, and pressed mouse to play.

The interview apparently took place not long ago.

Feng Xinglang sat in front of the camera in a suit, with a few strands of hair casually scattered on his forehead, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed a little less sunny and enthusiastic, and a little more calm and composed.

The host said: "A group of photos and videos have been circulated on Weibo in the past two days, in which the male protagonist is grabbing a condom with a young woman, have you seen it?"

Feng Xinglang nodded frankly: "I have seen it."

The host laughed and said, "Although that person is wearing a mask, many netizens say it's you. What do you think of that?"

Feng Xinglang stood up from the chair, put his hand into his pocket, slowly took out a blue mask, shook it in his hand, turned around to face the camera, put it on his face, and looked at the host , "Do you think I look like the man wearing the mask in the photo?"

The host was stunned for a moment, a look of confusion flashed in her eyes, why didn't she remember such an action in the answer?Could it be that I remembered it wrong?Thinking of this, he quickly smiled and said, "Although the mask is the same style, you look much more handsome than the man in the photo."

Feng Xinglang tore off the mask and sat back on the chair, "Netizens are right, the man in the photo is me, it's just me in casual clothes, the mask I wore that day is this type."

If I heard correctly just now, Feng Xinglang admitted that he is the person in the photo?The host was dumbfounded, and quickly weighed the gains and losses in his heart. Now he undoubtedly faced two choices. One was to understate the topic and interview things that had nothing to do with the photos. Although doing so could please the benefactor behind it, it would be reviled by the audience; It is to forget the questions and answers prepared in advance, and continue the in-depth interview on the photo incident. She is sure that the ratings will explode, and maybe she will become popular.

The host decided to choose the latter in an instant, looked up at Feng Xinglang, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked in a professional voice: "You mean, the man wearing the mask in the photo is indeed you?"

Feng Xinglang nodded: "If it's fake, it's guaranteed."

Host: "As the photo owner, what do you think of those photos and videos circulating on the Internet?"

Feng Xinglang said without hesitation: "From the perspective of photography, none of those photos are well captured. There is no composition, no focus, and they are overexposed. I really can't bear to look directly at them."

The host laughed and said, "What about the subject of the photo?"

Feng Xinglang raised his head and his face became gloomy: "If the photos that violate the artist's privacy can still make people feel that the theme is good, then I have nothing to say. I'm here to make it clear that whether you are a passerby or you are Whether it’s a fan or a hacker, I really hate that you post photos that violate my privacy online, it feels like stripping naked for people to watch, it’s disgusting.”

The host then asked: "In the last photo, Lu Rong from the modeling industry is sitting in your luxury car and leaving with you. Netizens have different opinions, some say they are lovers, some say they are friends with benefits, can we talk about you? relationship?"

Feng Xinglang thought for a while, and the smile returned to his face, "Lu Rong is my lover, I liked him a long time ago, I will never miss every fashion show of his, I have been single until now just to wait for him. If you like me, please Aiwu Jiwu like him too..."

The entire entertainment circle was boiling, and Lu Rong's phone calls were also overwhelming.

At the end of the half-hour interview, Lu Rong sat in front of the computer with his mouth open, obviously not recovering from the shock.

Movie star tycoon Feng Xinglang actually confessed his love for him in front of audiences all over the country, and even shamelessly appealed to his fan group Aiwujiwu to like him!No wonder the system said that this interview will affect his fate, and the days to come will definitely be difficult to clean up.

Lu Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry and turned off the computer, turned off the vibrating mobile phone, threw it on the table, and sat on the sofa in a daze.

Lu Rong: "System, why did Mr. Ba come out after a disagreement?"

System: "Because the boss wants the whole world to know that the host is his."

Lu Rong: "... How long will the story of this world go?"

System: "Host, don't worry, it will be over when it's time to finish."

Lu Rong shook his head irritably: "Will I have a hard time in the future?"

System: "Don't worry, the host, it's not too sad, anyway, the host will definitely rise in the daytime and become popular."

It's not too sad, that is to say, it will definitely be sad?

Lu Rong was speechless. He didn't care about red or purple at all. If he could choose, he would rather be an ordinary person.

Since the end of the interview, until eleven o'clock in the evening, Feng Xinglang did not come back.

Lu Rong smiled wryly, that guy is really a stunned young man, he doesn't care about the consequences, he dares to say anything, and he dares to do anything, and now he must be surrounded by reporters for interviews, or he was invited by the contracted company Education class is over.He suddenly admired his courage.

After taking a shower, Lu Rong was about to go to bed, but remembered that he hadn't taken the cold medicine yet, so he got up and poured half of the boiled water to take the medicine.

Habitually suffering from insomnia for three hours, Lu Rong tossed and turned and did not fall asleep, perhaps due to poor sleep and a dull headache.

With a creak, the anti-theft door opened.

Lu Rong frowned, opened his eyes reluctantly, and was about to get out of bed to see who came in, when he heard the sound of water in the bathroom, expecting the boss to come back, he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

After Feng Xinglang took a shower, he went straight to Lu Rong's bedroom, and got into his bed like a loach.

Lu Rong jumped up from the bed and stared at Feng Xinglang without sleepiness: "What are you doing?"

Feng Xinglang lay sprawled on the bed, and said with a smile, "Don't be numb, go to sleep."

Lu Rong pressed his sore forehead, "Sleep on your bed."

Feng Xinglang said: "No, I will sleep with you."

Lu Rong reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and when he saw his naked body, his eyelids twitched, "Are you undressed?"

Feng Xinglang pulled out the thin quilt that was pressed by Lu Rong's thigh, and naturally covered his lower body, "I'll sleep naked like you."

Like your uncle, you are so fucking thoughtless, will I not know? !

Lu Rong snatched the quilt, glanced at his refreshed position, resisted the urge to cover his face, and said coldly, "Go and sleep naked on your own bed."

Feng Xinglang buried his head in thought, as if he was thinking about the possibility of his changing his mind, got out of bed after a while, took out a nightgown from the closet, put it on, and jumped on the bed again, "Baby hasn't slept so late, it must be insomnia, I'll give you a massage."

Lu Rong looked at him silently, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Don't worry, baby, I will never do anything." Feng Xinglang said, regardless of whether Lu Rong agreed or not, he moved to his side and gently pressed his temple.

Maybe it was because his technique was so good, he pressed it once, and his headache improved a lot, and the sleepiness that had been absent for a long time came over, and Lu Rong slowly fell asleep.

Not long after falling asleep, there was a ding dong, the doorbell rang, and Lu Rong woke up again from a light sleep.

It's not yet dawn, who will come?

Lu Rong didn't bother to talk about it, and pulled the quilt to cover his ears.

The doorbell rang persistently, like a hypnotic.Feng Xinglang cursed inwardly, jumped out of the bed, without his shoes on, and rushed to the door angrily.

Damn it, he wanted to see which psychopath didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came knocking on someone's door vigorously!

The moment he opened the door, Feng Xinglang's eyes widened, and he swallowed back the anger in his mouth.

Damn, didn't you see it wrong? How could it be him, his father, who knocked on the door in the middle of the night? !

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Thank you, Mi Xi, who has become a fairy landmine~Thank you little angels for your comments, I love you, what a chirp~