Report to the president, your actor has run away again

When it was time, Jing Xiaose let out a long sigh, paralyzed on the bed for a while, then grabbed his phone and ordered a takeaway for himself.

His frightened and fragile little heart needs the comfort of delicious chicken pot.

After dinner, Jing Xiaose sent Wu Zhuoyi the clothing confirmation information that he had arranged yesterday, and then turned on the computer to prepare for today's update.

The book "Sick Film King Falls in Love with Me" has already written 50 words. According to Jing Xiaose's usual style, the story has entered the final stage of finishing.

After Zhong Su and Tang Ruan went through a series of bloody, bloody, or very bloody misunderstandings, the two finally confirmed each other's minds and ushered in a great harmony in both the sense of body and soul.

Today, what Jing Xiaose wants to write is the most "harmonious" part of this great harmony.

"Zhong Su chuckled, raised his hand and took off his shirt, revealing his strong arms..."

I love Jing Xiaose.

"Looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the man's beautiful abdominal muscles and mermaid lines"

I love Jing Xiaose.

"Zhong Su held Tang Ruan's ankle with a gentle movement. He bent down and touched the lubricating fluid next to him..."

I love Jing Xiaose.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!"

Jing Xiaose grabbed her hair in despair, wanting to bang her head on the keyboard.

Why do I always think of that sentence!

why why why! !

He couldn't even look directly at the mosaic picture in his mind! !

- An hour later, Jing Xiaose slumped on the computer chair, looking at the few lines of words on the screen, feeling sad.

Think of him as a big guy with a hand speed of 8000, and after an hour, he can only hold back these two, three, four, five lines.

It is impossible not to write meat, and it is impossible not to write meat in this life. Only by cutting leg meat every day to feed myself and young readers can I live happily.

shit.

Jing Xiaose drank a bottle of 1.25 liters of Fat House Happy Water, hiccupped, then clicked on the website, and wrote a leave note in today's update.

[Surther not trembling (author of this book): I'm sorry my dears, the stupid author is not in a good mood today, dizzy, it may be an early symptom of Alzheimer's disease, I hereby ask for a day off, the ball lightly twitched?]

Turning off the computer, Jing Xiaose tidied up the living room. He lived in a one-bedroom apartment like a bachelor apartment. It was simple and not cramped. It was quite comfortable to live in, and it was easy to tidy up.

After taking a hot bath, Jing Xiaose looked at the time, it was not yet ten o'clock.

Climbing into his warm little bed, Jing Xiaose yawned, and was going to sleep after playing two rounds of Pesticide King.

After going online, I found that sister Jing Jing was also online, Jing Xiaose didn't think much, and clicked the invite.

The two played in matchmaking mode, Jing Xiaose chose the shooter, and sister Jing followed him carefully to choose the support.

Jing Xiaose seldom plays ranked games. He thinks that playing games is just for relaxation. It's completely meaningless to do rankings or ranks.

Of course, in essence, it was because of his food.

Thinking that the two of them are going to meet anyway, there is nothing to worry about, Jing Xiaose turned on the voice, so that it is convenient to cooperate when playing games.

"Hi, sister Jingjing?"

Hey, this name is still a bit nasty to call, it always feels like he is calling himself.

After calling out "sister", Jing Xiaose saw Cai Wenji, who was following him all the way down the road, stopped immediately.

After a while, I saw an extra sentence "Hello, big brother" in the team message.

Jing Xiaose smiled, and asked her why she didn't turn on the microphone, sister Jing typed and replied, the baby was sleeping.

Baby?

That's right, Jing Xiaose has never asked the other party's age, maybe he is already married and has a baby.

It's inconvenient to always stop and type when playing games, Jing Xiaose told her not to reply for now, just listen to the voice and follow him.

Sister Jing's skills are good, and she never steals the head. With such a powerful support, even Jing Xiaose, a small dish, is also MVPT.

The two of them played two games together, and Jing Xiaose was ready to go to bed. Before going offline, the two of them agreed to play games together tomorrow when they met Ji.

With the excitement (bushi) of having a face-to-face meeting with the little fans, Jing Xiaose covered the quilt and fell into a sweet dreamland.

...that's weird.

The whole night, Jing Xiaose didn't know what dreams he was having. For a while, Wu Zhuoyi held his ears and told him that there was a problem with the materials and he was fired. For a while, Zhong Su looked at him with a smile and said it was okay. Just like you, I can take care of you.

It wasn't until dawn that Jing Xiaose fell asleep for a while.

The dream this time was very peaceful. In the dream, he returned to the town where he lived when he was a child.

——The endless zunma grass fields, the orange sunset, and the sweet and sour taste of strawberries.

When she woke up the next day, Jing Xiaose was in a daze. When she was washing up, she realized that her dark circles could be used as rolls by grasping the zoo.

After all, it was the first time meeting with a young reader, Jing Xiaose tidied herself up properly, and put some concealer under her eyes in a coquettish way.

He made an appointment with Sister Jingjing at ten o'clock in the morning, and it happened that they could have a meal together after meeting.

Before going out, Jing Xiaose deliberately found a pair of plain glasses from the cabinet and put them on, there is no way, for the sake of being a literary youth.

When he went out by himself, Jing Xiaose basically took the bus. When he was two stops away from the agreed place, he received a WeChat message from sister Jing.

[The scenery in my eyes: Big Daddy, I’m here, waiting for you at Haitian Restaurant, seat number 419. 】

Seeing the seat number, Jing Xiaose was stunned for a moment, and then showed the exclusive smile of a professional small-h text writer.

Haitian Restaurant is a well-known restaurant in Tongxi. It has good dishes and a good environment. Of course, the average consumption is not low.

When Jing Xiaose went out, he deliberately took a bank card with him. After all, he was a young reader who had always supported him, so he deserved a meal.

"Hi sir, how many people are there for dinner?"

"You two, my friend has already arrived." Jing Xiaose glanced into the restaurant, but did not see the girl who was suspected to be Jing Jing's sister, "Table 419."

The lady waiter checked the reservation form, "419 is a single room, sir please."

Box?

Isn't that a place where couples go on a date?

Jing Xiaose scratched her cheek, it was a bit awkward to be awkward, but she didn't think much about it, she is a mother of children, so he might have to call her auntie regardless of age, as for the box

Jing Xiaose glanced at the empty seats in the lobby outside.

Hi, maybe a very shy "auntie".

"This is Box 419, I wish you a pleasant meal."

"Thank you."

Jing Xiaose nodded to the waiter, exhaled lightly, and raised her hand to hold the doorknob of the private room.

Unexpectedly, before he could use any force, the door of the private room was directly opened from the inside.

Jing Xiaose raised his head, he thought he would see the face of a woman in her thirties.

- "Sister Jingjing, I'm coming" just mentioned the mouth of the throat, and saw the person behind the door?

Episode 14 The scenery in my eyes (2)

??, held back within a second.

Where there is any "sister", it is clearly a man's face.

It was still an extremely handsome face of the man Jing Xiaose had just dreamed about last night.

"Clock, Bell, Bell"

People pass by in the corridor from time to time, and the people in the door seem to be very jealous of this. In a blink of an eye, the man raised his hand to hold Jing Xiaose's wrist, and then pulled him in.

The door of Box 419 closed with a "0 Peng", and while someone was pushing against the door, Jing Xiaose finally called out that name.

"Zhong Su!!"

The man in front of him took off his hood, showing a smile exclusive to a domineering actor.

"Well, it's me."

Jing Xiaose looked at the people in front of her almost dully, not noticing how ambiguous their postures are now.

Zhong Su looked at Jing Xiaose's blank look, and smiled and pushed the black frame on his face.

"Scared stupid?"

Jing Xiaose blinked, and came back to his senses with a "biu", he subconsciously wanted to back up, but there was only a hard door behind him.

"you you you……"

Before Jing Xiaose could tell "you", someone knocked on the door behind him.

"Excuse me, may I serve the food now?"

Zhong Su let out a "tsk" and muttered: "It's annoying, if I knew it earlier, I would have ordered later."

This little complaint is a bit cute, and it is quite cute when paired with Zhong Su's handsome face.

"It's not convenient now, let's go up in 10 minutes."

Jing Xiaose: ""

God damn it is inconvenient now!Boss, you are so easily misunderstood, do you know that!

Fortunately, Zhong Su is a principled person, and he can be regarded as a gentleman. He pushed Jing Xiaose on the sofa, and then gave him a glass of lemon and honey water.

Jing Xiaose resisted tenaciously, "I won't eat, I won't drink, I won't drink, I won't eat, let me go!"

Zhong Su didn't speak, just squinted at him.

10 minute later.

"Let me go!"

While crying, Jing Xiaose took a bite of the crispy fried tempura.

Damn, why is this so delicious!Why is it so fresh, crispy and delicious! QAQ

Zhong Su looked at the little thing that was eating like a little hamster on the opposite side, and slightly curled the corners of his mouth, "Eat slowly, I ordered a lot."

—Eating together is really the best way to deepen the relationship between two people and get to know each other better. After eating a plate of tempura, two pieces of milk cake, a bowl of borscht and three small meatballs, Jing Xiaose finally felt that she had Feeling a little full, he stopped his chopsticks and took a peek at Zhong Su.

"You, where did you get my scenery sister?"

Zhong Su laughed, "Just remembered to ask? You are not afraid..."

As he said that, Zhong Su showed his acting skills and showed a somewhat evil expression, "You are not afraid, I will silence her?"

Jing Xiaose: ""Boss, are you so happy just to tell you the truth?

In fact, Jing Xiaose has already guessed it. After all, the only one who knows his whereabouts today is sister Jingjing... no, brother Jingjing.

But he just couldn't believe it.

How can he believe it?That is the cute little fan who has always supported him, encouraged him and even raised him...

Jing Xiaose was still slumped on the sofa in a daze, and Zhong Su who was opposite had already pulled out his phone and opened the Glory of the King.

"Would you like a round, sir?"

With a loud sound, the hairs on Jing Xiaose's body were immediately stirred up.

"Don't, don't call me that." Jing Xiaose is now a poor little cat with a stomach full of delicious tempura.

"Okay, great." Mr. Zhong said that he was very happy.

"Daddy, why didn't you update the article last night?"

Zhong Su saw Jing Xiaose's body tremble.

"Big brother, meat jam is immoral."

Jing Xiaose's body shook again.

"big"

"Boss Zhong! Boss Zhong! I was wrong, I was really wrong, ballyou let me go! QAQ" Jing Xiaose really wanted to grab the ground with his head, so he hugged Zhong Su's thigh and cried and called Dad.

The worst thing is not being urged to change, nor being urged to change in person, nor being urged to change in person by the big money owner, but...

But when you were happily preparing for the face-to-face meeting, you discovered that your long-time little reader turned out to be the male protagonist in your fanfiction—and this male protagonist just confessed his love to you indirectly yesterday.

Jing Xiaose: Haha, I'm going to jump off the building.

As long as I think of all the sensual and exciting descriptions in my novels, Zhong Su has read them all with love, and I have pulled him countless times to discuss various plots, various poses, and various plays...

Jing Xiaose is not Fu Xin, and he doesn't even bat an eyelid when he writes his own fanfiction. He's just a kid with a face and skin, who knows how to be shy and has a conscience! QQ

"Don't worry, I won't say anything." The big benefactor smiled lovingly, "After all, I am the most loyal little fan of Da Da Da."

Jing Xiaose sniffed, and couldn't help but whispered: "Really, I really can't say it, especially Mr. Tang, if it is found out, I, I will have no face to see Mr. Tang again..."

Zhong Su raised his eyebrows, "It's just right, then I can justifiably snatch you over."

Jing Xiaose: "Huh?"

Zhong Su took a sip of tea, "Cough, it's all right."

— There was a subtle silence.

"Yesterday, you heard what I said."

Zhong Su raised his head and looked directly at the panicked young man opposite him.

"I was serious."

When he offered to meet, Zhong Su thought it over, and since he decided to speak, he should say it all.

His thoughts were more than what Jing Xiaose knew.

His mind has already traveled with the passage of time, and has grown into a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.

As long as Jing Xiaose is willing, he will dedicate every leaf of himself to him.

"I, I..." Jing Xiaose was a little nervous, he lowered his head, not daring to look into Zhong Su's eyes.

"I hear it, but I don't know why"

Why me?

So many people like you, so many people love you, why...is it me?

Jing Xiaose is too self-aware, face, ability, talent, no matter what, he is ordinary, from childhood to adulthood, almost no one praised him for being handsome, at most, he just said "you are so cute".

And the word "cute" alone is not worthy of the man in front of him.

As a senior writer of CEO essays, Jing Xiaose understands better than anyone else that the bloody romance of meeting love around the corner will never happen to him.

He is just a little assistant Ba Liao who is happy and has no brains.

And his dream is to become a person like Wu Zhuoyi one day.

Smart, capable, and courageous, he is the number one manager among managers, a gold-lettered brand in the industry, and a bomber among fighter jets.

He also wanted to be that glamorous person.

He also wants to watch the artists he brought up, grow and struggle until they stand on the podium where their dreams come true.

Maybe at that time, Jing Xiaose can also stand in a relatively equal position, he can smile calmly, reach out to Zhong Su, and say something

Hello, Mr. Zhong.

I have always been your fan.

This is his dream.

Neither humble nor overbearing, open-minded, inspirational and touching, the kind that can be proud and have a clear conscience when writing a memoir in the future.

And now

—Chew, it seems that they are all going astray.

"Little se, you really don't recognize me?"

Zhong Su's voice sounded a little hoarse, "Look at me carefully, don't you really know me?"

Jing Xiaose: "...?" Boss, are you reciting lines.

Zhong Su sighed, "Little short leg, it's really a waste of feeding you so many strawberries."

short legs

Jing Xiaose blinked.

In his impression, there seemed to be only one person who would call him that.

Episode 15? Alois sent you a video invitation

Jing Xiaose has never been a smart child.

He remembers things late, and some memories of when he was four or five years old are vague.

But deep in the memory, there is always a figure that lingers.

Sometimes when I return to my childhood in my dream, that person will still be the same as before, riding that old bicycle with a shoulder bag lazily thrown on his shoulder, smiling at him against the sun.

Only that person will call him

"Small, short-legged..."

Jing Xiaose's eyes widened, he stood up abruptly, stretched out his hand across the table and pinched Zhong Su's face.

That's right, it's the kind of pinching, especially hard.

Zhong Su was in great pain from being pinched by him, but he still didn't dare to move, so he could only let this man rub his face back and forth.

"No, no, how is it possible?"

Jing Xiaose lifted Zhong Su's bangs, exposing his entire face in his sight.

Tsk, Zhong Su without bangs is so handsome

No, no, the point is not this!

Jing Xiaose shook her head, but her eyebrows were still tightly frowned.

"You can't be...unlike, not at all, I have pinched the nose, chin and face, and there is no trace of plastic surgery..."

Zhong Su: "" Uncle, I am pure natural, okay?The kind that didn’t even open the corner of the eye??

Jing Xiaose stared at Zhong Su, trying to combine the handsome face in front of him with the somewhat blurred face in his memory.

half an hour.

"It's not like, it's really not like, wait a minute... the mouth seems to be a little bit similar, hey, tsk, no, you even have different names"

Knowing that he hadn't forgotten himself, Zhong Su felt a lot of comfort in his heart. In fact, it was no wonder that Jing Xiaose couldn't recognize him. After the age of 14, his appearance was like a fake, and the longer he grew, the longer he became. Three-dimensional, then change the hairstyle and pay attention to the dress, it is exactly the appearance of two people.

Even if there are still a few similarities, as for Jing Xiaose's clumsy head, it's strange that he can remember what happened when he was four or five years old.

"Then do you remember, what was that person's name?"

"Statement."

Jing Xiaose rubbed her eyes, her eyes were sore after staring at Zhong Su for so long, "I remember it very clearly, because this brother's name is special..."

Before he finished speaking, a shadow descended, and the next second, Jing Xiaose was caught in a warm embrace.

"Great, you really haven't forgotten me."

Zhong Su hugged the person in his arms tightly, and was so happy that he directly kissed Jing Xiaose twice on the top of Jing Xiaose's furry head.

"Little short leg, you still remember me, you still remember me!"

Jing Xiaose, dumbfounded by the kiss: "...?"

"Yes, but you don't have that name!"

Zhong Su's hug was too warm, Jing Xiaose struggled twice, finally took a breath of fresh air.

"I've seen your detailed information. You used your real name when you debuted!"

"Well, because I changed my name." Zhong Su looked at the person in his arms with sparkling eyes, "After my mother remarried, her household registration was also moved to my stepfather's.

Surname Zhong. "

Jing Xiaose: "..." Haha, so there is such an operation.

OK.

For the next 10 minutes, Jing Xiaose just slumped on the sofa in the box, reminiscing about the most ups and downs of the two days in his life.

The big star he likes [-] The hero in his fanfiction [-] The person who confessed to him indirectly yesterday [-] His cute little reader [-] The elder brother who lived next door to him

■BT

can.

Jing Xiaose is no longer confused or confused.

In the face of the monstrous blood of fate, any thinking and struggling are pale and powerless.

It's like being pressed on the small grass by one hundred and eight strong men, you can only accept it and accept it.

Ummm, of course, you can also choose to enjoy, if your little chrysanthemum can stand it.

"Little se, I'm so happy."

Zhong Su sat next to Jing Xiaose and forced him to lean his head on his shoulder.

Jing Xiaose: "" I know big brother, can you stop hugging me so tightly, I won't turn into a butterfly and fly away.

"Are uncle and aunt healthy?"

"Well, my mother has retired, and the old couple walks the dog and reads the newspaper at home every day, which is very good."

"Where's the orchard? Is it still open?"

"Well, it has been closed for a long time. Later, the harvest was not so good, so my father sold the orchard."

"Well, I want to go back with you and have a look."

"Look, my parents still talked about you two years ago, and they said that you are 32 years old, and I don't know if you have a family."

In this way, I talked to Zhong Su about the past, talking about the orchard in the back mountain, the hemp field by the roadside, the small town, and the immortal time. Until this moment, Jing Xiaose didn’t I regained that sense of reality.

Ah, it turned out to be true.

The person next to him is really brother statement.

He is really back.

"How about some gifts for my uncle and aunt? Five buildings don't seem to be enough. How many more cars?"

Jing Xiaose was thinking about something in his head, so he nodded absent-mindedly.

Episode 15? Alois sent you a video invitation

??.

Ok?

"Wait a minute, what did you just say?"

Jing Xiaose was startled, "Five, five buildings? Let me tell you that the house price in our house is not cheap now, it's all seven or eight thousand and one flat, plus the decoration fee and property management fee"

Zhong Su looked at Jing Xiaose who was counting the house price with his fingers in a serious manner, and for some reason, his heart suddenly felt sour.

He still remembered that when he was young, Jing Xiaose lived like a young master. His yard was the largest in the town, and his orchard covered the entire back hill of the town.

In order to make a living in big cities, I have to plan carefully and carefully to buy something for my parents.

His little short legs shouldn't live like this.

Zhong Su still remembered that in the era when most people could not afford imported strawberries, four or five-year-old Jing Xiaose was wearing the most fashionable overalls and a small shirt, holding a small pot of fresh strawberries, sitting in the courtyard Eating happily on the bench.

That's the life his short legs should live.

Happy, brainless, fat and hopeful.

The little prince in distress came to his side through all kinds of hardships, so there is no reason for Zhong Su not to love him all the time.

"My current salary is 8000 yuan a month. Let me tell you quietly. The other assistants in the same period are all paid 5000 yuan. Mr. Tang secretly gave me a salary increase. Don't tell me. By the way, I am 8000 yuan a month. After deducting the rent and living expenses, there is still 4000 yuan left, and if you save 4000 yuan a month, you have to..."

Jing Xiaose was still whispering how long he would have to save to buy a house in his hometown. He didn't want to buy a house in Tongcheng anymore, he couldn't afford it.

Zhong Su sighed, pulled him into his arms, and forcibly stopped Jing Xiaose's thoughts.

"I raise you."

The giant made the sound of spending a lot of money.

"I'll buy whatever you want."

Brush big rockets and big yachts for you every day, and tip a hundred times a day.

Jing Xiaose blinked blankly: "Ah? Then I won't be able to eat soft food..."

Zhong Su had reason and evidence, "You have a bad stomach, so you can only eat soft rice."

Jing Xiaose: "..." He was unable to refute.

"So you think about it."

"what?"

"Do you want to stay with me?"

"I, can I think about it again?"

"Okay, but try to hurry up."

"?"

"The old leftover man is too hungry."

**

— On the seventh day of the month, a sunny winter day.

On this day, a whole week has passed since the newly promoted double actor Tang Ruan ran away with his baby.

"Brother One, two advertisers called and asked if the endorsement commercial we were supposed to film is still going to be filmed!"

"Let Xiaoyu go and ask them if they can do it, or if they don't do it, they will fall down."

"Brother, Director Chen called and said that the movie script adapted from the copyright of the novel I bought earlier has basically been finalized!"

"Let Qin Zhou go and ask them if they will do it or not."

"Brother Yi, actor Meng from TQ Entertainment is here, and he asked if there is any fresh gossip to share!"

"... Let him go!"

"Big Brother--"

After dealing with the trivial matters that followed, Wu Zhuoyi collapsed on the sofa in the office, feeling that he had become a salted fish dried by the sun.

Ever since Tang Ruan ran away with her baby, Wu Zhuoyi hasn't had a day of rest.After returning to China, he stuffed the sugar bowl directly at Su Yu's house, then turned around and went straight to the company.

All kinds of itineraries, push what can be pushed, and push what cannot be pushed.

All kinds of scandals can be suppressed, and those that cannot be suppressed must be suppressed.

Is Zhuo Zhuo easy?Zhuozhuo just eats, drinks, and sleeps in the company!

After finally calming down for a while, Wu Zhuoyi lay on the sofa, holding his cell phone expressionlessly.

He didn't dare close his eyes to rest, he was afraid that he would fall asleep by accident.

It is better not to sleep than to be woken up after falling asleep.

Wu Zhuo opened a document sent by the advertiser one by one, and just after reading the beginning, a video call came in on the screen.

【Alois sent you a video invitation】

hang up.

【Alois sent you a video invitation】

hang up.

【Alois sent you a video invitation】

Hang up again.

As soon as Wu Zhuo stared at the screen, when he was about to sneak in another one, he directly dragged it into the blacklist.

As if there was a telepathy, the opposite party finally stopped.

2 minutes passed.

There was a knock on the door of the office, and Wu Zhuo called "Come in" without raising his head.

"Brother One," the little secretary standing at the door seemed a little embarrassed, "Mr. Alois called me and asked why you didn't answer his video...

Wu Zhuoyi: ""

Okay, count this brat as ruthless.

"I see, go get busy."

Wu Zhuo rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and dialed a phone backhand.

Episode 16? Joey, Joey, Joey

Just two seconds after the exclusive music for the video invitation rang, the big face of Alois appeared on the screen of the phone.

Big is big, but still the same handsome.

"Joey!! Joey Joey Joey!!!"

Wu Zhuoyi: ""

"How many times have I told you, don't call me that."

Especially when this guy yelled three times in a row, that little movement sounded cute.

Just because Alois yells JoeyJoey every day, everyone around him thinks he has changed his English name. The last time I talked with a Taiwanese advertising agency about sponsorship for the new season, the other party didn’t know where to hear the news. Come up. Then he said enthusiastically, "Joey Wu Xiansen, you have really admired his name for a long time.

Wu Zhuoyi: "?" Are you sure?

"Little jojo, I miss you so much?"

Alois obediently changed his name, and with the adjustment of the camera, Wu Zhuoyi could see that this guy was half-naked, his silver hair was wet and still dripping water.

There is a time difference between Germany and them, and it should be late at night in Alois' place.

In order to match Wu Zhuoyi's time, Alois would stay up late at night before calling him.

Then he still doesn't answer.

Thinking this way, coupled with the pitiful handsome face in the camera, Wu Zhuo felt a strange sense of guilt in his heart.

"What do you want me to do?"

Wu Zhuo cleared his throat, and his tone was rare and gentle.

"I miss you every day." Alois pursed his lips aggrievedly.

Wu Zhuo sighed, and was about to say something to comfort him, when he saw the guy move the camera down.

"Bob misses you too!"

Wu Zhuoyi: ""

By the way, I forgot to introduce you, Brother Bob is Alois' little brother.

His little brother, who is also in his 20s this year, is usually quite cute with a tiger head and a tiger brain, but when he gets angry, he will grow bigger.

How old are you asking?

Not too big, about 20cm.

Evil crooked nuts, eh.

Wu Zhuo stared at the screen for a while, feeling like his eyeballs were about to fall out.

Just staring at each other affectionately with Brother Bob across the screen for a while, Wu Zhuoyi found out...

Brother Bob stood up!

"Alois? Dikarsis! Put your pants on! NOW NOW!!!"

Wu Zhuoyi was anxious, angry and ashamed, and directly revealed Alois' full name to Tulu.

"You you and I are really

Wu Zhuo has nothing to fuck.

Crooked, are you a demon, here is a foreign friend playing hooligans across the country, do you mind? ?

"He likes to sleep naked?" The hooligan foreign friend looked a little aggrieved, "Jojo, don't you seem to love nesting QAQ?"

Wu Zhuoyi: ""I love you big jerk!

"Jojo, are you proud of opening the camera, I miss you Kangkang?"

Wu Zhuo rolled his eyes, there are quite a lot of requests for gadgets.

He was so tired that he didn't want to move anymore, so he just opened the camera directly.

"Wow, jojo, your double down 8 is so cute"

Wu Zhuoyi: ""You don't have a double chin lying down!The nest is also nested out, okay!

After finally having such an opportunity to chat with Wu Zhuoyi while looking at him, Alois held the mobile phone and began to speak in a small mouth.

"Jojo Wo told you, today I saw a person who looks like you in Papa's company."

"He also seems to be Asian, and he sounds like a new actor in the gv department."

"Wo went and brought two of his films, and when I was DIYing just now, Wo looked at him and thought of you..."

"I miss you so much, little jojo"

Wu Zhuoyi looked at the person on the screen, silently looked away,

"If you like it so much, you can go to him and make an appointment."

Alois' looks, whether in Asia or Europe, are quite popular types.Moreover, TD is his father's company, and the boys who want to be dated by him may line up around Germany twice.

Moreover, he was originally a person who pursued pleasure.

"Are you talking about Senmo Duck?"

Alois tilted his head, "Wo Xifan looks like you, and Wo will only date you."

Wu Zhuo pursed his lips, feeling a little speechless for a moment.

He didn't know whether the liking that Alois said was the same emotion as the liking he understood.

He was really not confident.

I don't have the confidence to let such a man who advocates the freedom of sex stop for him.

Wu Zhuoyi is a very boring person.

Everyone thought so, including himself.

In order to give Tang Ruan a chance to cooperate with Zhong Su, Wu Zhuoyi stayed in front of Qin Sihuai's house a week in advance.Later, the script came out, and there were only two sample drafts. He and Meng Lang's manager broke through the encirclement, trampling countless weak and helpless managers to death on the way.

What kind of character is Meng Lang?

The little runway model made her debut, and she was shortlisted for the stars after three years in the industry

Episode 16? Joey, Joey, Joey

Award, bestowed Golden Horse Best Actor for five years.

To be able to send him all the way to his current position, his manager is naturally not a vegetarian.

Just as the small assistants and managers in the circle moved their benches and seeds to sit and watch the show, Wu Zhuoyi had already obtained the cooperation agreement for "Murder Begins in Winter".

Within three rounds, Meng Lang's manager was killed by him.

Faster than Guan Yu warming wine and chopping Hua Xiong.

Just one word, Brother Yi only says it once.

You know he only shows with action.

No one knows what method Wu Zhuoyi used.

On the day of the final signing, when Meng Lang came out of the office, Meng Lang's manager pointed to Wu Zhuoyi's nose and said-

"Wu Zhuoyi, in terms of despicableness, no one can compare to you. Didn't I say, do you have to work so hard? As long as Tang Ruan can get the role and let you sleep with me, don't you also do it?"

It's pretty ugly to say.

Wu Zhuo put the contract into his bag, pushed down his glasses, and looked up at him.

"Yes."

Meng Lang's manager was shocked.

Before leaving, Wu Zhuoyi thought about it, turned his head, and said with a serious face: "To be honest, someone really wanted to do this. It's annoying."

"But I guess, you shouldn't have this trouble."

"Because of you, it's... so ugly."

Meng Lang's manager: ""

Seeing that the other party's face was uglier than eating a toad raw, Wu Zhuo smiled slightly, and left with satisfaction with the contract.

It can be said that the crotch is full of wind and high spirits.

Actually, Meng Lang's idiot manager was right.

If it was useful to sleep with him, he would indeed do so.

He is Tang Ruan's manager, and his duty is to promote him, take care of him, and get the best resources for him by all means.

He and Tang Ruan have a mutual achievement relationship.

They helped him through the most difficult years, and he fulfilled Tang Ruan's dream.

Tang Ruan also fulfilled his dream.

As for later

He became the number one gold agent in the circle with an annual salary of one million.

Zhuo Zhuo had everything, but lost his worries forever.

Don't ask, it's because his artists are awesome.

So vision is very important.

And now, his precious artist is fighting wits with his mentally handicapped old attacker in Hawaii with his cub, and he, lying here, is listening to the kid who is five years younger than him on the phone using extremely substandard He babbled endlessly in Mandarin.

"And then the nest is... jojo? Little jojo? Are you listening to [] the sheep?"

"Ah."

Wu Zhuo responded lazily.