Report to the president, your actor has run away again

What kind of sand sculpture netizen sent him the website of the sand sculpture virus.

This was Fu Xin's first reaction.

Fu Xin snorted, and just about to close the dialog box, he saw another message from the other party.

[This fudge is enough for me to eat for the rest of my life: Old Fu!look!I found a treasure site! 】

Fu Xin raised his eyebrows, this person's nickname successfully attracted his attention.

After hesitating for a while, Fu Xin couldn't bear his curiosity, so he moved his mouse and clicked into the website.

Facts have proved that this is not a virus website, but it has a greater impact on Fu Xin than being attacked by ten virus websites at the same time.

This is a fucking fandom site!

After Fu Xin clicked on the webpage, what came to him was a website masterpiece with super large fonts marked in red and bold. Heavy recommendation__

[The god-level author of this site, with annual points over one million, high-yield, high-quality, and sweet-smelling [Curse does not tremble] Da Da’s latest masterpiece - "The Sick Actor Falls in Love with Me" is currently being serialized!Poke me to watch immediately 4]

Fu Xin: "???"

He seems to have stepped into an incredible place.

The marketing method of the website was still very successful. Fu Xin followed the prompt and poked in the blockbuster recommendation.

five seconds later

"What the fuck is this?!!"

Fu Xin looked at the [[Suruan Association office play], [[Suruan] suburban play], [[Suruan] women's clothing play] in the catalog in shock.

That's right, "Suruan" is the real CP nickname of Zhong Su and Tang Ruan.

This is his mother-in-law's fanfiction!

It's still fucking meat! !

Fu Xin's hand on the mouse was a little unsteady. He returned to the home page and found out in despair that there were not only "Suruan", but also "Lang Ruan", "Yi Ruan", and even "Se Ruan".

So frustrating.

Fu Xin's Adam's Apple rolled up and down twice.

This is a fucking treasure website, this is clearly his big cuckold site!

"I heard the raindrops falling on the green grassland"

A beautiful theme seemed to be echoing in Fu Xin's ears.

When Yuan Xiaofang came in with coffee, he saw such a terrifying scene.

His boss was sitting behind the computer, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his eyes were sharp, and his whole body exuded an unprecedented murderous aura.

Yuan Xiaofang even heard the cold and ruthless sound of the boss grinding his teeth.

The hand holding the hot coffee trembled involuntarily, Yuan Xiaofang swallowed the sleep foam, and said cautiously: "Fu, Mr. Fu, your coffee"

Fu Xin didn't even look at him, but just gave a low "hmm".

"Mr. Fu, if you have nothing to do, I'll go out first."

As Yuan Xiaofang said, his footsteps also retreated quietly.Mamma Mia, Mr. Fu like this is really scary, he wants to run QAQ "Wait a minute."

Yuan Xiaofang's whole body trembled.

"I'm going to block this website." Fu Xin turned the computer screen expressionlessly, facing Yuan Xiaofang, "immediately, now, immediately."

Yuan Xiaofang blinked, stretched his neck to look at the computer screen, and was startled after just one glance.

This, this, isn't this the website where Jing Xiaose writes about his family Tang Actor Tongrenwen? !

He and Jing Xiaose have always had a good relationship, and the other party also told him his secret.

After all, he is in this business, and Yuan Xiaofang himself occasionally browses this website, but he doesn't like Zhong Su x Tang Ruan very much, he prefers "Yi Ruan".

But now, this website was discovered by his boss!

Yuan Xiaofang sighed twice from the bottom of his heart, no wonder the boss has such an ugly face, as if he was about to eat people, isn't this equivalent to Chuachua putting a cuckold on top of his head.

"Fang Xiaoyuan, why are you in a daze?"

Fu Xin narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his gray-green pupils, "Do you also read this website?"

Yuan Xiaofang immediately shook his hands like spinning windmills, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

Fu Xin interrupted his stuttering: "Then hurry up!"

Yuan Xiaofang scratched his head and fell into a tangle.

This website is very important to Jing Xiaose, if the website is blocked, his book will also be taken off the shelves, how sad he will be.

Yuan Xiaofang's little brain started to work quickly. In the past few years as Fu Xin's secretary, not to mention anything else, his skills in shrewdness and desire to survive have improved a lot.

"Boss Fu, I think so."

Yuan Xiaofang pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked upright and reliable. "There are actually many such websites, and they are updated quickly. Repression alone won't work."

Fu Xin frowned thoughtfully, "Then what do you say, just leave it alone?"

Looking at those messy fanarts, it was like seeing Tang Ruan gossip with those messy celebrities, Fu Xin couldn't bear it.

He was aggrieved and wanted to punch someone.

If he could, he really wanted to ban all the colorful and chattering stars in the entertainment circle, and just focus on supporting Tang Ruan alone. The entire entertainment circle is his, and he can do whatever he wants, whatever he wants Fly as you like.

But no matter how Tang Ruan flew, he couldn't fly out of his palm.

Seeing the mysterious and evil smile appearing on the face of his boss, Yuan Xiaofang hastily stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Fu Xin, "Boss Fu, Boss Fu? Did you hear what I just said?"

"Ok?"

Fu Xin recovered from his evil fantasy, looked at Yuan Xiaofang expressionlessly, "What did you say, say it again."

Yuan Xiaofang: ""

"I mean, instead of blocking the website wantonly, why don't you try to accept it? There are a lot of fanfiction, and I don't think the quality is very good. If you write a fanfiction about you and Tang Yingdi, you will definitely It's on fire!"

The more Yuan Xiaofang said, the more excited he became, he almost believed it himself, "Maybe in the future, the homepage of the website will be dominated by you and Tang Yingdi!"

Yuan Xiaofang's small mouth was chattering. For some reason, Fu Xin seemed to see him wearing a dragon robe, and Tang Ruan was standing beside him.Fu Xin came back to his senses, and couldn't help shivering, God damn mother respects the world, if Tang Ruan knew about it, he might be blown into a puffer fish.

"You think I'm the kind of pervert who writes about me?" Fu Xin glanced at Yuan Xiaofang lightly.

Yuan Xiaofang: "No, no, I just have a little suggestion, a suggestion"

Fu Xin hummed indifferently, and waved Yuan Xiaofang to go out first.

As soon as Yuan Xiaofang's figure disappeared at the door of the office, Fu Xin jumped up immediately, his whole body was almost glued to the computer screen, and the mouse in his hand was slapped by him.

Click to register an account.

Click to become an author.

Click to create a new book.

Fu Xin looked at the blank title column, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then typed a line on it.

Title: "[Soft Hearted CP] He's Very Sweet and Soft"

Author: soft-hearted push

After thinking about it for a while, Fu Xin deleted the words "a lifetime push" and changed it to "a pile of life".

Isn't it the same humanities? What's the problem!He wants to record the lingering and unforgettable love between himself and Tang Ruan in words, and let the world know their love story!

So, in this silent late night, there was another passionate writer named Fu Xin who was sweating profusely at night.

**

Days passed by, and it seemed that mid-November was approaching, and autumn had already entered Tongcheng.The leaves of the sycamore trees along the road are slightly warm yellow, and the scenery is a bit more charming than midsummer.

November NO.14 is Ruan Qing's birthday.

Before the age of 40, her birthday is always grand and grand.There are so many guests, there is a lot of wine, her husband loves her, and her son is caring. Ruan Qing feels that she is the happiest woman in the world.

After the age of 40, she never celebrated her birthday again.

Because her most beloved youngest son is no longer by her side.

Ruan Qing is 45 years old this year. Compared with ordinary middle-aged women, she is undoubtedly young and beautiful.But only she knows that in the past five years, how many wrinkles have appeared at the corners of her eyes, and how many white hairs have been added to her temples.

But this year, everything seems to be a little different.

"Su Yu, then please."

"It's okay, it's okay if he doesn't want to come back."

"I am OK."

"Hey, auntie understands"

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Qing sat on the swing in the yard and lost his mind.

There is a beautiful flower garden in the Tang family's mansion. Since Ruan Qing married in, she has been tending it for more than 20 years.

"The begonias in the flowerbeds are in bloom, and the double swing has a fresh coat of white paint."

Ruan Qing sat on the swing, looking a little lonely, "When will my Tang Tang come back?"

Begonias and swings were Tang Ruan's favorites before.

"Ma'am, why are you secretly playing on the swing here again?"

Xiao Jun held a woolen shawl and carefully covered Ruan Qing's shoulders. Looking at the begonias in the flower garden, she said softly, "Madam misses the young master again?"

Xiao Yun is the daughter of Chang Bo, the old housekeeper of the Tang family. She grew up in the Tang family. She is said to be a servant, but she is actually half of Ruan Qing's daughter.

Ruan Qing smiled and patted Xiao Jun's hand.

How can you not want to.

Thinking about eating, thinking about sleeping, Ruan Qing is thinking about it every day.Her son was so young when he left home, would she be able to take care of herself?

What's more, apart from himself, he also has a little bun to take care of.

Knowing the news of Tang Ruan's return a while ago, Ruan Qing was so happy that she couldn't sleep for a long time.Even if she can't meet, Ruan Qing is very happy to be able to see her son's recent situation on TV and the Internet.

Xiao Jun once discussed with her, or else he would go to the place where Tang Ruan was filming and secretly take a look at him.Ruan Qing thought for a long time, but still refused.