National No. 1 CP [Entertainment Circle]

"Okay! Then I'll wait for you to sweep my North American fashion circle."

When Wu Shu pushed the door and entered, he heard the middle-aged man say this with a smile, and he was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the atmosphere in the room would change dramatically after he left for a while.

It's impossible to say that he didn't feel the discomfort between Wu Jian and Shen Jingting. Originally, he was worried that there would be some conflict between the two of them staying alone in the box, so he hurriedly explained to Lucy and turned back. After returning home, unexpectedly, the relationship between the two of them seems to be closer than their own.

Seeing Wu Shu walking in, Wu Jian smiled happily, waved at the man, and said with emotion: "Wu Shu, you Mr. Shen are really nice, you have ambition and vision, I appreciate it very much. But you, being hacked every day on the headlines, do you find it enjoyable or something? Do you want me to teach them a lesson for you?"

Although Wu Jian's tone was joking, Wu Shu knew that with his father's ability, it would not be difficult to reach out to the domestic entertainment industry, so he quickly stopped him and said, "No, I'm ready, if you come in now One kick, doesn't it seem that I can only rely on the support of my family?"

The reason why he left home to develop in China was because his father was too powerful. No matter what he did, everyone thought he was going through the back door. It is paved, and he just needs to follow the established route in a regular manner.

So in the middle of the night that year, he looked at the admission notice of the business school, struggled in his heart and stayed up all night, and told his father his decision the next day, because he didn't want to be an upstart in the business circle, and he didn't want to do anything. As a wealthy young man, he just wanted to be Wu Shu, to be himself.

He knew that this was an astonishing and costly move, and he knew that it might mean that he would have nothing, but he still had to bite the bullet and go on, because this was the only chance he could walk towards his own life, and also A chance to prove to his father that he could.

The first few years were indeed difficult. His father cut off his source of income because of his anger, leaving him to fend for himself. At the worst, he had to work several jobs a day to pay his tuition.But even so, he doesn't regret his decision, because as early as when he left his family, he made up his mind to prove it to his father with his own strength.

Although it is possible that he will never be able to reach Wu Jian's height, as long as he tries his best to obtain it.

At this point, Wu Jian didn't have anything to say. He knew that although his son looked gentle and elegant, in fact, he liked to stick to the horns of the horns. Once he made up his mind to do something, even the sky could not stop it.

Wu Jian glanced at Wu Shu, then at Shen Jingting, thinking, anyway, let them handle their own affairs.

Wu Shu glanced at his watch and realized that it was getting late, so he turned to Wu Jian and said, "Father, it's getting late, and if you don't come home, mother will come to remind you."

Wu Jian slapped Wu Shu on the shoulder, raised an eyebrow at Shen Jingting, and said meaningfully: "Really?"

Jokes are jokes, it's getting late, Wu Jian stood up and was about to leave, but the young man stood up first, stopped in front of Wu Jian, and said anxiously, "Wait, uncle!"

Shen Jingting's cheeks trembled slightly, as if he was a little nervous. After he said this, he sneaked a glance at Wu Shu, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his eyes.

Wu Jian looked at Wu Shu suspiciously, but Wu Shu also shook his head, and asked the young man, "What's wrong?"

Shen Jingting coughed twice in embarrassment, as if he could cover up his embarrassment, then he said slowly: "I'm going back to China tomorrow, and I don't know if my uncle has any free time, I don't think it would be nice to meet next time." I know how long it will be, so I want to take advantage of your presence today, Uncle, to be a witness for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Shu looked at Shen Jingting as if he had thought of something, and found that the young man really put his hand into his pocket as if he was about to take something, his heart beat faster, thinking that this is the rhythm of proposing marriage?

But who carries an engagement ring with them?Besides, Shen Jingting went to see the Fashion Week show today, and meeting Wu Jian was also an accident, why did he bring the ring on him in advance?

Thinking of this, Wu Shu's originally excited heart slowly calmed down again. Although his face was still calm, he still felt a little regretful in his heart.

The man picked up the teacup, blew on it, and was about to drink it——

"uncle."

There was a shyness in Shen Jingting's tone, he looked at the man, and slowly knelt down on one knee - holding a silver ring in his hand.

"Although it's different from the plan, it doesn't matter. It's better to have uncle present."

He watched Wu Shu speak word by word, the originally dark eyes were filled with indescribable warmth at this moment, the corners of the young man's lips were slightly raised, and he said slowly and seriously: "Will you accept this?" Is it?"

No wonder before Shen Jingting insisted on going abroad with him life and death, it turned out that was the idea.

Thinking of this, Wu Shu couldn't help chuckling, he didn't expect that he didn't see the young man's mind clearly at that time.

He looked at the small, silver ring, and his heart moved slightly.

Although he had also imagined the scene of a marriage proposal, he never imagined that when that day came, he would be the one to be proposed.

But then he hooked the corners of his lips and reached out to take the ring, but he didn't put it on in a hurry, but said slowly with nostalgia in his tone: "Speaking of which, this is your second time. proposed to me."

Originally thought that Shen Jingting would be taken aback for a moment, but unexpectedly, the other party smiled naturally, stood up and walked to Wu Shu's side, wrapped his strong arms around the man's shoulders, half lowered his head and said to Wu Shu: "Yeah, it's just that last time I could blow up your life for you, but this time it won't work."

Wu Shu raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, moved his eyes slyly, and joked, "How can this be done? This marriage is getting worse and worse?"

As he spoke, he flashed out of Shen Jingting's arms pretending to be angry, stood beside Wu Jian, gave his father a wink, and said, "Now you also know who my father is? You just want to deceive him with a small ring." I'm leaving, do you think it's possible?"

Wu Jian also echoed half-jokingly: "Yes, yes, you have to show some sincerity."

Shen Jingting's jaw line tensed slightly, it can be seen that he almost gnawed his teeth just now, and he was afraid that he regretted it very much, so why did he say those words? beated.

Feeling that teasing Shen Jingting was enough, Wu Shu just wanted to find a way for the young man to step down, when he heard the young man's deep but determined voice.

"Okay! In terms of family background, status, and money, the uncle I have is not bad. After thinking about it, I still have to use what my uncle doesn't have to be sincere, so I decided—"

As the young man said, he looked up at Wu Shu, his bright eyes were even more radiant at this moment, and the man couldn't help holding his breath slightly.

He looked at Wu Shu and said slowly, "I'll get married when I win Best Actor."

Wu Shu has already half-retired from the show business circle. If there is any regret, it can only be that he failed to win the Best Actor.

Of course Shen Jingting understood this, so he knew that he must get the best actor.

"I became an actor because of my uncle, so if I get the Best Actor, then in other words, my uncle can also get it." Shen Jingting said slowly, with a very solemn tone.

Wu Shu was startled for a moment, then felt his nose sour, and was speechless for a while.

After a while, he opened his mouth, as if he was about to speak, but Wu Jian said first, "Okay, then it's settled! I'll keep the ring for you first, and I'll change it after I get the statuette!"

As he spoke, he was about to take the ring from Wu Shu's hand. The man hid back, put the ring on his middle finger, and waved at Wu Jian, "No need, I'll just keep it for myself."

Wu Jian sighed as if regretting, and then patted Shen Jingting on the shoulder, "The wedding ring is the engagement ring, Xiao Shen, please do your best!"

Shen Jingting nodded with his mouth pursed, turned his head to look at Wu Shu, and said, "I will."

On the way back, Wu Shu looked at the small silver ring and nodded suddenly, as if he had made up his mind secretly.

The man sitting in the driver's seat turned his head slightly, curled the corners of his mouth as if he thought it was amused, but there was a taste of happiness in his eyes, and his words softened inadvertently, "Uncle, what are you thinking?"

The scenery outside the car window flashed by, but there were only the two of them in the car. Wu Shu looked at the side face of the young man in the driver's seat, and said slowly: "I was thinking that I must urge you to take care of it as soon as possible. The film emperor took it down."

Shen Jingting let out a slight oh, and his voice became playful, "I didn't expect Uncle to be so active? Huh?"

The young man's voice was ambiguous and dangerous, Wu Shu glanced at him, and counterattacked: "Come on, I'm afraid that without my help, you won't be able to win Best Actor in ten or eight years, then I'll be at a big loss? I'm a real uncle, you can still hook up with little sisters."

Shen Jingting smiled when he heard the words, shook his head, turned his eyes back to the original position, and concentrated on driving the car.

"It's a pity that I don't love my little sister."

After a long time, the young man spoke.

He happened to be waiting for a red light at this time, and he turned his head slightly, with unpredictable emotions flowing in his eyes, his handsome face was as exciting as in a pictorial, but at this time his voice was even more exciting Agitated, "I only love uncle."

He said softly, and smiled at the man in the passenger seat.

The man froze for two or three seconds, then slightly raised the corners of his lips, leaned on the seat, slowly turned his gaze out of the window, pretended to be careless and whispered: "Hmph, that's good."