"What's the fun?"

Tang Yu seemed to have sand in his throat. He cleared his throat unhappily, turned over and got out of bed, and when he was passing by the half-opened wardrobe wearing furry slippers, he glanced in casually, paused, and then Fold back and pull the cabinet door open.

"Shooting that scene this afternoon! Look at you, you've been on vacation for a day, and you're so dizzy that you don't even know what to shoot today. It's the scene where Sister Jiaojiao slaps Chen Chuan! Isn't Shen Chuan playing the male lead? A bodyguard next to him? Originally, there were only a few lines and he didn’t even show his face. Now the newly sent script is about to be changed into a male fourth, with a lot of plot added, and it has to reflect the loyalty of this bodyguard. Lord, Shen Chuan has been giving gifts everywhere in the past two days, so he is too busy to be on time."

Yu Mufeng complained with some dissatisfaction, and said gloatingly, "I just saw that Sister Jiaojiao specially went to find Director Jiang. I don't know what she said. When she came back, she was very happy. Before, Shen Chuan and Sister Jiaojiao had an unpleasant fight. He can only admit that he is unlucky to avenge his personal revenge."

Tang Yu absent-mindedly hummed twice, and the door of the cabinet opened with a bang. There was a row of dark suits in the outer grid, and the compartment hidden deep inside was a little empty, only a few light-colored sweaters were placed.

Fang Baizhou has never worn this kind of clothes, and he basically wears formal clothes when he goes out. He has dozens of suits and never wears a sweater.

As if being scratched by a kitten's paw, Tang Yu curiously took out a white one, and was surprised to find that there was a hand-painted Q-version villain printed on the chest of this sweater, and a few words were written elegantly on the side. A word, wrapped in a circle of love.

——Tang Tang Baby

Tang Yu: "..."

Fang Baizhou, bought his merchandise?

When did you buy it?

When he saw Fang Baizhou at the press conference last time, he saw through the other party's disguise at a glance, and quickly analyzed that Fang Baizhou should be the Weibo user 1314 who was throwing money at him crazily. At first, he thought that Fang Baizhou was just supporting his career intentionally. , I didn't expect the other party to be so comprehensive.

Suddenly feeling as if he had taken a piece of hot potato, Tang Yu glanced at the door with some guilt and quickly put the sweater back. When he lowered his head, he suddenly saw a few rolled up paper tubes in the lower compartment of the cabinet.

His eyelids twitched, he picked it up and looked at the small hole, barely able to see the contents inside, it really was a few posters drawn by Fang Baizhou at the press conference.

It was all neatly arranged.

And specially made a grid to put it?

The door was knocked lightly. Tang Yu stood up in panic and almost bumped his head against the cabinet. His back was still hurting. He gasped. As soon as he sat on the bed, the door was pushed open.

Fang Baizhou said, "Come and have breakfast, I'll take you to the set later."

Tang Yu nodded obediently, followed the man out, suddenly remembered that today is Tuesday, and said, "The crew has changed locations for filming, do you still have to go to work, and if you don't get along, forget it, isn't there a nanny car? Just let them pick you up at home."

"On the way."

Fang Baizhou helped him pull out the chair, found a soft cushion from somewhere before letting him sit on it, stroked his hair, and said in a low voice, "Eat more, I think the food in your crew is not very good, Otherwise, let the assistant prepare one for you every day."

"There's no need to treat them differently." Tang Yu kicked his leg lightly, "Where did you see that my food is not good?"

"In the circle of friends you posted the day before yesterday, in the photo, there is a box lunch that you haven't eaten yet. It's all vegetables." Fang Baizhou looked at Tang Yu with some concern. He always felt that Tang Yu was dragged to the wilderness by the crew and couldn't eat enough or wear warm clothes. .

"There's meat, there's chicken legs." Tang Yu waved his hands nonchalantly. He bit his chopsticks, looked at the steaming breakfast in front of him, and tilted his head to look at Fang Baizhou depressed, "My ice cream cake..."

I ate two bites on my birthday, and I didn't eat it the next day. It must have been spoiled today.

Fang Baizhou said, "I threw away the stale ones before, and ordered new ones for you to eat when I come back from vacation next week."

"Why is it not fresh, Mr. Fang, do you want to find the reason on your own body?" Tang Yu gnawed his chopsticks, blinked his eyes and bargained, "Order two, or it will be too bad!"

Fang Baizhou couldn't resist him, so he nodded.

Satisfied, Tang Yu smiled and took a picture of the sumptuous breakfast on the table and posted it on Moments.

Within a few minutes, likes popped up one after another. He flipped through it, and when he saw a name called "Let the flow take its course", his heart stopped beating suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, "let it be" also wrote a comment below quite seriously.

——Bai Zhou’s egg tarts are all learned from his mother. They are not as delicious as those made by his mother. Next time Xiao Tang comes to the house, his mother will make you some fillings. [rose]

Tang Yu solemnly replied with his phone in both hands.

——Okay [Little Heart] Thank you, Mom.

Xiao Yi smiled narrowly in consciousness.

[Why didn't you change the peony flower profile picture that mom asked you to change last time?I also give you a good name called peace of mind. 】

The veins on Tang Yu's forehead twitched, "I hear you talking now, and I can't calm down."

Fang Baizhou moved out to a small villa to live alone, so the embarrassing thing he had been worried about before with his family members who looked down and didn't see each other didn't happen.

Fang Baizhou also saw that comment, and raised his eyes to Tang Yu.

"Mom said the meeting was too hasty last time, and she prepared a gift for you, but I didn't have time to give it to you. When will you be free? She still wants to meet your father and talk about the marriage."

Tang Yu's eyes dimmed, and he looked away, subconsciously resisting, "Do you want to see, do you want to see my father? Let's talk about it next time. I'll call him when I have time."

He had very little contact with Tang Jingtong, and he talked about the certificate with a little anxiety before, but the other party's reaction was flat, and he hurriedly brought it up without even asking him about the wedding. Go back and take over the company.

He was very depressed and hung up the phone without saying a word.

Getting along in this life is no longer tit-for-tat and aggressive. Instead, he is a bit clumsy and doesn't know how to communicate with Tang Jingtong. Fortunately, Tang Jingtong went to check his body according to his wishes. After he really found out the problem, he took medicine on time and occasionally hanged himself. Ping, his illness is almost cured now, so he won't rush to force him.

Now when he thought of the days in his previous life when he stayed up late and worked overtime every day to read documents in the company, he felt sick to his stomach.

Fang Baizhou saw that Tang Yu's mood was suddenly depressed, and he said as if coaxing, "Then let me make an appointment with my mother. We can go buy furniture next time when your crew is on vacation. The new house has already been decorated."

"Next time I'm on vacation, I'll take you to a cemetery. It's a little far away in the suburbs." Tang Yu grabbed Fang Baizhou's sleeve and said slowly, "I'll buy furniture when I'm done."

The woman's death day is approaching.

……

Perhaps because Fang Baizhou's car was expensive, it was very stable and would not bump up. After driving for several hours, Tang Yu did not experience the symptoms of motion sickness that he had when he took the crew chartered car last time.

Fang Baizhou glanced at a corner outside the car, and said to Tang Yu, "If Fu Zhao comes to you again, his attitude should be much better. He has a lot of resources in his hands, which are his own. It doesn't matter if you don't like him. , the company can find you something else."

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows, "Will the attitude be much better?"

Fang Baizhou nodded slightly, "Taught me a lesson."

Tang Yu got out of the car and met Yu Xiao who just arrived.

Yu Xiao pointed behind him hesitantly, and Tang Yu realized that Fu Zhao had been standing against the wall for a long time.

"Tang Yu! Wait a minute!" Fu Zhao had heavy eye bags under his eyelids. He looked as if he hadn't slept well for several days. His eyes no longer had the previous sarcasm and provocation. He walked towards Tang Yu quickly. , the dry lips moved, and began to apologize, "The previous thing was indeed my fault, I shouldn't have said such harsh words to you, I apologize. Let me be your manager, it will really be your best Choose, I hope you will reconsider."

His eyes glanced vaguely at Yu Xiao who was standing aside, and his eyes were a little irritable.

It's okay to be frustrated by Tang Yu again and again, how could he be inferior to a third-rate manager of a third-rate entertainment company?

[The main line synchronization task is completed, and the lucky points dropped by rewards have been distributed to the account. The current host's lucky point balance: 60 points. 】

Tang Yu, who finally solved some of the main tasks, felt relaxed. He threw the bag in his hand to Yu Xiao, and said to Fu Zhao, "Is there any difference between Mr. Fu and my current manager?"

Fu Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "I'm talking. It will not exceed two days at most. It can help you get a rare audition. It's a script written by Li. Yu, you're not bad."

Tang Yu smiled, "Deal."

……

Fang's top floor.

Song Mingzhan stood in front of the wall inquiringly, facing the poster of a real person who had been pasted up high and almost occupied half of the wall, and said in an unbelievable tone, "Is this Mr. Tang? I seem to be familiar with this face, I Two days ago, I saw the TV series my mother was watching, which was the one that hit the air recently, did he play it?"

Fang Baizhou hummed lightly, "Don't reach out and touch it, it will get dirty."

He posted one in his office, and kept the others at home. He planned to move to a new house after a while, and set aside a room for Tang Yu's things.

"It's too harsh! How could it get dirty!" Song Mingzhan's mouth twitched, and he retracted his half-stretched hand, scratching his hair, "By the way, when my mother sends me money this month, You can pay off the money you lent me last month, and when the time comes, bring Mr. Tang out to meet, and I will treat him to dinner."

Fang Baizhou's pen stopped, "Aren't you going to deposit money into the game this month?"

Song Mingzhan coughed twice under cover, "I, I quit the Internet, and now I don't play games anymore. There is nothing fun to do, so the money will naturally be saved."

"By the way, you still can't live in that house in the north of the city. If you can't, can you let me hide... for two days. People downstairs in my house have been squatting like dogs lately. It's annoying."

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