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

Lu Rong thought that Boss Ba's talk of going to the doctor was just a joke, until the driver parked the car at the entrance of the hospital, and realized later that he was not joking, and really wanted to cure himself of impotence.

Feng Xinglang touched Lu Rong's arm: "Baby, I have already made an appointment for a specialist, and I can see a doctor anytime. The hospital is here, let's go down."

Lu Rong felt that the whole person was not well, inhaled and exhaled, exhaled and inhaled, barely suppressed the urge to yell, leaned against the car unshakably, and said coldly: "I'm not sick, the one who is sick is you .”

Feng Xinglang smiled and said: "Baby is right, you are not sick, I am sick, can you accompany me to see the reproductive department?"

"Not good," Lu Rong flatly refused, "You shouldn't go to the reproductive department, you should go to the neurology department."

Feng Xinglang leaned in front of Lu Rong with a bitter face, deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Don't be shy, baby, I have consulted experts, this disease is common in many men, and it is very curable, and it will be fine if you cooperate with the doctor's medication, and you can go to the door Here you go, come with me to have a look."

Lu Rong swung his head away, stared at him, his usually cold face was unexpectedly flushed, "I said that it's not impotence, if it is impotence, it won't be hard after drinking alcohol."

Feng Xinglang suddenly thought of what happened that night, thought for a moment and raised his head with a smile, stretched out three fingers and said: "That's right, I remember you went there at least three times that night."

Lu Rong: "..."

His face turned even redder, Lu Rong gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

It was the first time Feng Xinglang saw the red cloud on his face, and he stared at him as if he had discovered a new world. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch his face, and let out a pleasant chuckle: "Baby, I didn't expect you to blushing."

Lu Rong opened his arm unceremoniously, and glanced at the hospital a few meters ahead, "I'm going back, if you want to see a doctor, you can see it yourself."

"Okay, let's not go to the doctor. I'm hungry, let's go eat," Feng Xinglang said, and said to the driver, "Go to Jufulou."

Jufulou is a high-end membership-only restaurant. Lu Rong didn't come there many times, but he left a deep impression on him.The last time I came here for dinner, I was invited by Feng Xinglang, I remember it was the first time he met President Ba.

Feng Xinglang deliberately asked for the room from last time, smiled and glanced at the familiar decoration, opened the dining table and chairs to let Lu Rong sit down, "Baby, you also sat in this position last time, remember?"

Lu Rong hummed and sat down slowly.

Feng Xinglang picked up a piece of stuffed tofu and put it in Lu Rong's bowl, "Next time I come to sit in this room, I think the feng shui of this room is pretty good, we just met when we ate here for the first time, Now it's the second time I've eaten, and I've already done all the intimate things, and when it's the third time, I'm sure I'll be able to get married."

The setting of this world is same-sex marriageable background, but Lu Rong doesn't know when the plot will stop.When he heard Boss Ba talk about getting married, he felt a little strange in his heart, but he quickly ignored it.

After dinner, Feng Xinglang and Lu Rong went out side by side, took out a mask and handed it to Lu Rong, and put on one himself, "Honey, do you want to wear it?"

Lu Rong glanced at the mask, showed a cold expression, shook his head and said, "No need, you can wear it yourself, not many people know me."

"Many people already know you," Feng Xinglang coughed, and pulled off the mask on his face again, "If you don't wear it, then I won't wear it either."

Lu Rong frowned and looked at him: "Aren't you afraid of being photographed?"

Feng Xinglang put his arms around Lu Rong's fat-free waist, and said with a smile, "They can shoot as they like, you don't mind, I don't mind shit."

Lu Rong distanced himself from him, remained silent for a while, took a mask from him and put it on, "Put it on, I don't want to be on the news every day."

"I'd be more than happy to go up with you." Feng Xinglang said with a salivating face, then put on the mask, raised his brows and said with a smile: "There is a shop in front that specializes in couples' clothes, let's go shopping."

What a ghost!

Lu Rong walked into the car without changing his face: "Go shopping by yourself, I have to go back first."

Feng Xinglang didn't know what to think, so he smiled happily, and followed Lu Rong into the car, "What's the point of me going to a couple's store by myself, I'll go shopping next time when my baby is in a better mood."

The car is speeding on the road, and the music is slow and smooth.

Lu Rong turned his head and glanced at Feng Xinglang: "Your father didn't bring you home, why did you come back?"

Feng Xinglang blinked, and put his head in front of Lu Rong, "Baby, my dad changed his mind. He said that if I can't bring you home, there's no need to go back."

Lu Rong: "..."

He thought that Father Feng would definitely lock Mr. Ba in the small dark room, and would rather break his legs than let him see him again, but he didn't expect the plot to develop like this?

After arriving home, just as Lu Rong sat down on the sofa, his cell phone rang again. It was Chen Hua, the manager.

Chen Hua's excited voice came from the phone: "Da Rong, you're going to be hot."

Lu Rong turned on the speakerphone and threw the phone on the table, casually asking, "What's the fire?"

"Go to Weibo and have a look."

Feng Xinglang sat down next to Lu Rong. Hearing this, he picked up his phone and opened Weibo. He saw that Lu Rong was on the trending search. He opened it with a flick of his finger, but he didn't expect the photo of him hugging Lu Rong after eating just now to be circulated again. On the Internet, Lu Rong's face in the photo was cold, and he was smiling in front of him and talking.I clicked on the comments and looked, and my smile burst into bloom. The comments were all praising the two of them for having a sense of CP, and they looked surprisingly harmonious and happy standing together.

Lu Rong glanced at the comments, and he didn't expect the wind to change so quickly. Even Weibo fans skyrocketed by hundreds of thousands overnight. The previous bad comments were replaced by hard photos from the T station that he didn't know where to find. The highest ones are all comments that praise his good looks.It is absolutely impossible for the online world where dragons and snakes are mixed together to be completely peaceful. Lu Rong naturally knows that some power is controlling the comment, and that power must be related to Feng Xinglang.

Chen Hua smiled and said, "Da Rong, I said earlier that you can be popular, but you can't see, I'm right!"

Lu Rong's voice sounded without twists and turns: "I have nothing else to do and I will hang up."

"Nothing else..." Before Chen Hua finished speaking, she yelled again, "Wait, I almost forgot, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

Lu Rong asked: "What's the matter?

Chen Hua smiled and said, "Brother Feng is also beside you, right?"

Feng Xinglang interrupted: "Here, do you want me to listen or not?"

"Of course I want you to listen," Chen Hua said, "The crew called, saying that your vacation is over, and they want you two to come to the crew on time at eight o'clock tomorrow."

"Got it." Lu Rong said and cut off the phone.

"This vacation is too short," Feng Xinglang sighed on the sofa, then sat up abruptly, staring at Lu Rong with bright eyes, "Honey, after the filming is over in a few days, let's play it big." How about a long vacation? Play around and have a honeymoon by the way!"

Not so good, never married, have a ghostly honeymoon.

Lu Rong was too lazy to talk to him about these useless things, so he picked up the script on the table to review.

Feng Xinglang was flipping through Weibo on the sofa, grinning as he read it, and after reposting Lu Rong's runway photos, he found two or three black fans who were talking shit and spraying shit up again, swearing loudly, with a sullen face Log in to your own trumpet, and quarrel with black fans crazily.

"Fuck, this person dares to scold me like that, see if I don't scold you back!"

Feng Xinglang kicked on the sofa, his neck grew long.

Lu Rong glanced at the expression on Feng Xinglang's face that turned red and then dark when he was furious, and couldn't help showing a fleeting smile in his eyes, and closed the script, "I'll scold you later, there is something I want to ask ask you."

Feng Xinglang raised his head, his dark face instantly smiled: "What do you want to ask me, baby?"

Lu Rong thought for a while and said, "I can't figure out why you would do this."

Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows: "How did I do it?"

Lu Rong said quietly for a while: "The things you said on the talk show are harmful and not beneficial to you. Not only have the people who worked so hard in the past few years failed, but they have turned many fans into blacks, and they have to follow the contract. It is stipulated to compensate the advertising endorsers who are damaged by it. You clearly know better than anyone that there is no benefit in saying those words, why do you still say that?"

Feng Xinglang threw down his phone indifferently, "Those crappy character designs were all copied by the marketing team, I never cared about whether they were broken or not, as for those fans who turned black, I think they are not real fans, they love black or not , What do they do? I don’t care if it’s good or not, as long as I’m happy. Besides, I’m already very satisfied to be able to appear on the Internet as a couple with you.”

Lu Rong didn't make a sound, he knew very well in his heart that Feng Xinglang's remark in the interview only harmed his personal interests, but for himself, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.If Feng Xinglang really answered according to the designed answer and insisted that it was fake news made by a double, he would definitely become the target of public criticism, and the saliva of the netizens could drown him.It was precisely because President Ba went off in person that he firmly attracted the attention of netizens and allowed him to breathe.

Feng Xinglang clapped his hands and stood up: "Okay, baby, why do you still think about the past? Tomorrow we will continue filming, don't be dazed, come on, let's go to bed early after we meet."

Lu Rong stood up with the script and spent two or three minutes preparing, before he gradually found the feeling of a few days ago and gradually entered the play.

Teaching people to act is hard work. Generally speaking, a good actor does not equal a good teacher.Feng Xinglang is undoubtedly a talented actor, he can express the emotions of characters very naturally, without relying too much on skills, but when he was teaching Lu Rong, he needed to describe many things that he hadn't thought about before in words, Turn acting flair into a skill to practice.Feng Xinglang is very smart, he can find out the key problem of Lu Rong in the shortest possible time, and make up for it with relatively fast stage skills.

The advantage of this method is that you can make rapid progress at the beginning, but it is difficult to make a breakthrough as you go later.

The two scenes were not satisfactory. Although the director saw some problems, he didn't say much, and changed to other people's scenes.

Lu Rong took off his makeup and came out, when he suddenly heard a voice calling him from behind, stopped in his tracks and turned around, only to see that it was a young man with some mixed blood genes.

"Lu Rong, you don't know me anymore?"

This voice couldn't be more familiar, Lu Rong froze for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed on his indifferent face, and said with a smile: "You are Qin Yue."

Everyone knows Qin Yue, the godfather of pop music.

Qin Yue blinked happily: "I thought you forgot me."

Lu Rong searched the memories related to Qin Yue in his mind, raised his head and said, "We met on the plane two months ago."

Seeing that he had finished taking off his makeup, Qin Yue said with a smile, "Have you finished filming today's scenes?"

Lu Rong nodded and asked, "Why are you here?"

Qin Yue said: "I'm here to record the theme song. I heard that you are also in this crew, but I'm here specially waiting for you."

Lu Rong looked at him strangely: "What are you waiting for me?"

Qin Yue handed an exquisitely packaged bag to Lu Rong, "Next, this is the record collection I said I would give to you last time, and it has my autograph on it."

As a leader in popular music, Qin Yue's musical talent is obvious to all. His songs are basically written and composed by himself, and his voice and color are also extremely special, warm and elegant, like flowing water, which sounds like a great enjoyment.Lu Rong rarely has a favorite singer, and he is one of them.

Dazed for a moment, Lu Rong reached out to take it: "Thank you, I like your song very much."

Qin Yue said with a smile: "I know, you said it last time on the plane."

Lu Rong and him looked at each other, and there was a sudden thump in his heart, what the hell is wrong with this look?The affectionate look makes people get goosebumps.

After roughly guessing what was going on, Lu Rong called out the system wordlessly: "Isn't it really what I think?"

System: "What is the host thinking?"

Lu Rong: "The godfather of pop music, Qin Yue, also fell in love with me?"

System: "Of course, the host, don't forget, the host's avatar is the flower of the heartthrob that everyone loves."

Lu Rong cursed in a low voice and pulled back his thoughts. He couldn't bear his eyes that were tantamount to showing love directly, so he turned his eyes away and looked at the record in his hand.

Qin Yue said with a smile: "Are you free, let's have dinner together tonight?"

Lu Rong said without hesitation: "I'm going back to practice tonight, let's try another day."

Qin Yue said with a bitter face: "Rongrong, I came here specially to treat you to dinner today. It won't take long. I will take you back after dinner, and I promise not to delay your practice."

In his heart, Lu Rong didn't want to go to dinner with him, and he really didn't want to provoke Rotten Peach Blossom, but the system told him that Qin Yue was his favorite singer, and that he had to agree to have dinner with him. Overlord's feelings.

"Okay," Lu Rong said in his usual cold tone, "Are you done with your work? Let's go now."

Qin Yue: "I can leave anytime."

"Where are you going?" Feng Xinglang's gloomy voice came, he stared at Qin Yue warily, and pulled Lu Rong behind him, "He's my man, don't think about him."

Lu Rong: "..."

Well, I knew that the tyrant would always appear, and now everyone is finally here.

Ignoring Feng Xinglang's hostility, Qin Yue walked around him with an ordinary expression and came to Lu Rong, "I'm going to eat with Lu Rong."

Feng Xinglang grabbed Lu Rong, "Baby, ignore him, I'll take you to eat if you want to eat."

I'm sorry, Boss, I have to try my best to arouse your jealousy.

Lu Rong waved Feng Xinglang's hand away without changing his expression, "I've already promised him, I'll be back after dinner, you go back first."

Feng Xinglang's face turned red and turned white, staring at Qin Yue who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, but took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Baby, I'll go with you."

Lu Rong looked at Qin Yue: "Do you want to invite him together?"

Qin Yue shook his head: "I only invite you alone."

Lu Rong went out first: "Let's go."

Feng Xinglang watched them go out, pulled his collar violently, and punched the wall.

This is a quiet and chic Cantonese restaurant with typical oriental decoration, delicious dishes and elegant environment.

Qin Yue picked up a piece of the signature roast goose with his serving chopsticks and put it in Lu Rong's bowl, breaking the tranquility: "The Internet has been very lively in recent days, and I can see your news every day."

Lu Rong said lightly: "I didn't expect to receive so much attention recently."

Qin Yue asked again: "You and Feng Xinglang are not in love, are you?"

Lu Rong didn't expect him to ask so directly, he frowned and shook his head: "He lives in my house and teaches me acting."

Qin Yue thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Rong Rong, do you like listening to me sing?"

Lu Rong nodded: "I like it."

Qin Yue: "How about I go to your house and sing for you alone?"

Lu Rong: "..."

Qin Yue continued: "Rongrong, do you believe in love at first sight?"

Lu Rong wiped the corners of his mouth with a paper towel to cover up his almost broken expression, "I believe in long-term love."

"I think love at first sight is true love, even if I treat you the same."

Lu Rong: "..."

Did he misunderstand something? !

Lu Rong took a sip of water from his teacup, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and slowly raised his head: "Although Feng Xinglang and I are not in love, we have done everything we should and shouldn't do. He is my bed partner. Before I broke off with him, I couldn't and I didn't like being confused with other people."

Qin Yue was stunned for a moment, then smiled again: "As long as it's not a lover relationship, I still have a chance. You should like me too. If you don't like me, you won't come out to eat with me."

Lu Rong's eyelids twitched: "I only like listening to your songs, and I went out to eat with you because..."

Qin Yue said: "Why?"

Lu Rong said coldly: "In order to thank you for the signed record you gave me, I will treat you to this meal."

Qin Yue laughed lowly: "I know you like me."

The corner of Lu Rong's mouth twitched: "Where did you draw the conclusion?"

Qin Yue said affirmatively: "Didn't you have a long-legged model before? Just because he looks like me, you will be with him, right?"

Lu Rong: "..."

Damn, he didn't tell me he didn't find out yet, but when he said it, it was true, the former long-legged man really looked like a low profile version of Qin Yue!

No wonder when he went out just now, he not only saw the jealousy in Boss Ba's eyes, but also clearly felt his jealousy and anger.

Qin Yue took out a concert ticket from his wallet, and handed it to Lu Rong confidently: "This is the ticket I specially prepared for you, the best place is reserved, the time and place are written on it, you will Come join us?"

Lu Rong didn't answer, and raised his head frankly after a while: "I can't come, you can give it to someone else."

Qin Yue persisted and said: "It's specially reserved for you, take it."

Lu Rong shook his head: "If you really want to give it away, then you can give it two. Feng Xinglang and I will go and cheer you up."

"I only have one left on me, you take it first, and I will personally give you another one tomorrow."

"Then let's give it together tomorrow," Lu Rong said as he moved his chair and stood up. "I'm going back. I'll treat you to this meal."

Qin Yue put away the concert tickets and stood up: "I know the boss here, the money will be automatically deducted from my account, let's go, I'll take you back."

Lu Rong refused and didn't let him take it. When he was about to take a taxi, his manager Chen Hua honked the car horn and stopped beside Lu Rong.

I thought it was a coincidence, but after asking, I found out that it was Feng Xinglang who called Chen Hua.

Guessing that Feng Xinglang hadn't eaten, Lu Rong went downstairs to pack another wonton, and when he got home, it was nearly eight o'clock in the evening.

After brushing his face and opening the anti-theft door, Lu Rong entered the room with a wonton in one hand and a record in the other.

Feng Xinglang jumped up from the sofa, stared angrily at Lu Rong, glanced at the record in his hand, the anger in his eyes became more violent, he clenched his fists secretly, and gritted his teeth: "Why, are you finally willing to come back?"

Lu Rong casually threw the record in his hand on the table, and walked to Feng Xinglang's side with the wonton, with a slight smile in his eyes, but his tone was as cold as usual, "I packed it for you."

Feng Xinglang swung it with one hand and hit the wonton. The wonton flew out of Lu Rong's hand, and all the soup dregs spilled out, forming a parabola in mid-air, hitting the snow-white floor, splashing everywhere.

Feng Xinglang was stunned for a moment, looked at his hands, and said with a cold face: "Who asked you to pack your hands?"

Lu Rong took out a few paper towels and lowered his head to wipe off the soup on his body. His face was frozen, and he threw the paper towels into the trash can. Without looking at the people on the sofa, he turned and went to the bedroom.

Feng Xinglang's eyes turned red anxiously, he bounced off the sofa, hugged Lu Rong tightly from behind, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry, I was just angry with you just now, I didn't intend to overthrow Yuntun ,Do not be angry."

"Let go of me, I'm not angry." Lu Rong said coldly.

"Don't let go," Feng Xinglang said forcefully, hugged him from behind with his arms, and swung him on the sofa. Before he could react, he quickly pressed down and blocked his lips fiercely.

Lu Rong: "..."

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