After the divorce, Slag Gong shut him down

Jiang Ran did not refute after hearing this, but sighed for a while, then slowly got up from the belly of the storm like a zombie, picked up the mobile phone that had been thrown aside before, opened the lock screen and said: "But I am not There is a mine at home, so how can I throw the ring into the sea after breaking up with others...Let’s keep it for now, and then sell it and buy it for Haagen-Dazs if I lose my money and become poor.”

"I told you not to eat ice cream all the time." Jiang Feng muttered habitually: "You forgot that you ate two big boxes of ice cream once last year, and you were sent to the hospital for acute gastroenteritis."

"Can you fucking blame me!"

Without any warning, he slammed the ground hard, like a thunderstorm on the ground, Jiang Ran's style of painting took a turn for the worse, changed his usual gentleness of Buddhism, and the whole person roared like a Super Saiyan full of anger: "Isn't it because Zhou Fushen! Since one day he found out that I had lost two catties, he guarded me like a thief, staring at me every day! He only let me eat once in two weeks! One bite! He wished he could use the kind of spoon he gave me in the Planet Cup Digging! Is this how people live?! Later that night, I was exhausted and let him fall into a deep sleep. When I touched the refrigerator, I thought about it. Who knew that my stomach that hadn’t eaten cold for a long time could not bear it. Zhou Fushen caught me when I got back under the covers and shivered, and he had the nerve to say that he was disappointed with me?! His mother’s reasoning, if I hadn’t been so painful that I couldn’t straighten up, I wouldn’t be like him now people!"

Jiang Feng: "..."

As if being hit head-to-head by a storm, Jiang Feng didn't dare to say anything for a long time, thinking that Zhou Fushen might have had a hard time in these years, because although his younger brother rarely lost his temper, once he did, it would be terrifying In this way, the deterrent power is beyond the control of ordinary people.

Fortunately, Jiang Ranbang came and went quickly. After shouting, he was taken aback for a moment before remembering what he was going to do just now, so he quickly fiddled with his phone again.

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his movements again, frowned and asked, "What are you doing with your phone?"

"Call Zhou Fushen, isn't he just waiting for this?" Jiang Ran returned to his usual meekness at this moment, holding his phone with his head down, his black and soft hair hanging on his forehead in a mess, revealing a small section Under the light of the mobile phone screen, his face was extremely white, like a gloomy and slender social-phobic youth.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, bowed his waist, and quickly and skillfully pressed a few numbers on the screen with his fingers. Before he could finish typing, a contact named "Dragon Guard" popped up directly below.

Taking a deep breath silently, just as Jiang Ran was about to press the dial button, the phone vibrated suddenly, and before he could even see the caller displayed on the screen clearly, Jiang Ran pressed his finger to answer before he could retract his finger.

The air froze all of a sudden, Jiang Ran held the mobile phone like a grenade that fell to the ground, and Jiang Feng looked at each other in dismay, Jiang Feng motioned him to ask, Jiang Ran swallowed, and slowly put the He moved his ear closer and tentatively said, "Hello...?"

There seemed to be a voice on the other side. Jiang Feng saw Jiang Ran's expression suddenly became serious, and he knew that the other party was not Zhou Fushen. The call was only a few tens of seconds, and Jiang Ran kept saying "um, ok, I know" These words ended with the sentence 'I will be there tomorrow', and then slowly put down the phone.

"Who is it?" Jiang Feng asked.

Jiang Ran exhaled, "It's Zhou Fushen's father."

Jiang Feng was shocked: "He has a father? When you Zhang Luo got married, you didn't see his family members. These years, you spend all the holidays with our family. I thought he was an orphan."

"No..." Jiang Ran paused for a moment, and he couldn't say a word: "His parents are still alive, but they are divorced, and the marriage... Although it was a little unpleasant at the time, his parents finally compromised. He also wanted to attend the wedding, but after trying several times, Zhou Fushen didn't let him go down the steps, saying that he didn't come if he didn't want to come. You should have seen then that he was not a normal person."

The amount of information was too large, and Jiang Feng was a little hard to digest for a while, so he just said, "So his father wants to see you tomorrow? Do you want me to follow?"

"No need." Jiang Ran thought for a while, and said: "Zhou Fushen's father is quite special, it might not be convenient for us both to go."

"Not convenient?" Jiang Feng squinted his eyes enigmatically when he heard the words, and said, "His father is a prisoner?"

"..." The image of Zhou Fushen's father wearing prison clothes popped up in his mind, Jiang Ran shook his hands suddenly, then raised his face and said: "...Brother, do you know Dasheng Group?"

"I know." Jiang Feng picked up the game helmet on the bed and said, "Isn't your game just theirs? But I heard that Dasheng was also engaged in traditional industries before, and later saw the development of the Internet. Starting from the game, now a single "Amber" can be regarded as propping up the company... What? His father is a senior executive of Dasheng?"

"Probably." Jiang Ran said, "His father is the chairman of Dasheng Group."

"........."

"........."

The figure was still for a moment, Jiang Feng took out the cigarette case from his pocket and tapped it a few times, picked up a lit cigarette, picked it up, walked to the window, overlooked the night view of the city, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and turned his head after a while Come on, and said deeply: "Brother, I would like to make an immature suggestion, let's see if it works."

Jiang Ran looked at him.

"Is it still possible for you and Zhou Fushen to get back together?"

Jiang Ran: "Have you been controlled by a brainwashing device?"

"No, no..." Jiang Feng made a pause gesture, then rubbed his face hard, threw out the sound of copper coins crashing in his head, and said to Jiang Ran in bewilderment: "If Zhou Fushen's family is so rich, What kind of actor is he? He can't be an illegitimate child, can he?"

"If he was an illegitimate child, would his father still be able to catch up like this?" Jiang Ran said: "On the contrary, Zhou Fushen is the single heir of the four generations of their old Zhou family. As for why he became an actor, I guess the family style is more open."

That last sentence is pure nonsense.

Jiang Ran heard from Zhuang Lingling that Zhou Fushen had a serious autistic tendency when he was a child. He was always immersed in his own world and never kissed anyone. When he was ten years old, there were only a handful of parents he called, but you If there are any obstacles in his comprehension or expression ability, it is not true. He is the first in grade every time he takes the exam, and his Chinese composition is so literary. He takes care of an egg after class in his spare time, and writes to complain about the teacher's education level. He doesn't delay, but he just doesn't like to talk and ignore people.

Because of this problem, his father has been worrying a lot in those years, seeking medical treatment everywhere, fearing that no one will inherit the throne in the family, but unfortunately it is useless. The psychologist said that such a child needs the company and guidance of his family, but Zhou Fushen's parents are very busy I can only invest money in my son because I can't invest in feelings for my son. In the end, I hired professional psychological counseling, and I am hanging on the edge of complete autism all day long.

Until one time when the elementary school was rehearsing the play "The Little Prince" for the International Cultural Festival, his father knew from the nanny that his son had read this book, so he thought about using a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Unable to refuse the condition, the black-box operation made Zhou Fushen the protagonist of the drama, squeezing the child who should have played the little prince to play the big tree.

Once the candidate was confirmed, it was said that the teachers who were in charge of directing the drama at that time were desperate, so they simply let go and waited to enjoy the scene of the car rollover at the cultural festival and see how the related households were ashamed to be thrown abroad.

But no one expected that Zhou Fushen seemed to be possessed by the soul of Stanislavsky that day. The performance was surprisingly good, and he even became famous in the First World War. Oh son, mother loves you' achievement, since then even autism has been cured without medicine, everyone is polite, and he gave a speech as an outstanding graduate before graduation, and donated two teaching buildings to his father happily .

Anyway, subconsciously, Zhou Fushen has become the most popular kid among his peers without knowing it. Everyone will praise this kid when they see him, but Zhuang Lingling doesn't think so simply.

Perhaps it was due to her sensitive nerves as a writer. She felt that Zhou Fushen did not recover suddenly, but discovered an interest in interpersonal communication through this performance. The evidence is that Zhou Fushen will never have a good friend around him, and His almost no ups and downs of mood and overly self-disciplined behavior throughout the day can not help but make adults with a sound mind feel vaguely uncomfortable, and the closer people are to him, the more deeply he can understand at this point.

If this is an ordinary parent, they will definitely worry about whether their children have some psychological problems and whether they will embark on the path of crime in the future, but Zhuang Lingling is different. After traveling abroad for long-term data collection, I returned home and concentrated on "taking care" of my son.

Then a few years later, "Born to Be Extraordinary", which made Zhuang Lingling famous since then, was published. She used her son's coldness and focus beyond a child's nature to top the list of major bestsellers and become the most commercially influential book in the contemporary era. One of the most valuable writers.

To be honest, after knowing the summary of the past, it is not surprising for Jiang Ran to hear Zhou Fushen's remarks like a filial son who wants to send his mother to a nursing home and lock him up.

"It sounds like his father is the kind who protects the calf." Jiang Feng frowned after listening to the brief introduction about Zhou Fushen's family situation: "Is he trying to force you to get back together with Zhou Fushen? For example, if you don't agree to him I’m going to ban you or something in the e-sports industry.”

"Even if this is the case, I can't help it! Then for the rest of my life, I can only make a living by selling Zhou Fushen's personal items and life photos on X Fish." Jiang Ran said helplessly.

"Even if you sell it, someone has to buy it. If you can present such a personal thing, fans shouldn't be wondering who you are? It will be good if you don't tear up your identity and donate money to you?"

"I just said it so casually, brother, you really take it seriously." Jiang Ran sneered mercilessly, but secretly felt a little guilty.

In fact, he really has a way to sell it.

There is a secret that Jiang Ran has not told anyone for so many years. In fact, he secretly has an account dedicated to posting some daily comics related to Zhou Fushen. The wife under Zhou Fushen's bed, many fans even speculated that he might be an insider or something.

Later, Jiang Ran began to sell Zhou Fushen's surroundings on Weibo, such as stickers, Nendoroids, etc., and then used the money to feed Zhou Fushen's pocket money. It can be said that the wool came from the sheep.

And the most amazing thing is that he sometimes kneads Nendoroids in front of Zhou Fushen, and shows him after kneading. Zhou Fushen can't even recognize that it is himself, and he often publishes 'the head is so big', 'the legs are so short', The wise speech of "Yazi who has no culture at first sight".

Every time Jiang Ran finished listening to his KY, he would feel refreshed all day long.

Unfortunately, that time can never go back.

After Jiang Feng left, Jiang Ran secretly logged on to the painter's account, and the news immediately rang out one after another.

[Why hasn't Mrs. Matcha updated in the past six months?Is the three-dimensional too busy?touch. 】

【#周复深异恶# Sisters, get up soon!Great news! @今天周复深 divorced? @Dug a big mouthful of matcha]

[Fuck Fushen quit "Floating and Sinking", and now the group is blown up!what are you doing ma'am ma'am!Why don't you say anything, ma'am! 】

[What do you mean by not making a sound at this time?Ha ha, blacked out. 】

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