Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Lu Chuan's tone was really familiar to Fu Tong. He didn't know how many times he had heard it from Wen Lang's manager Song Li before.

So even if he didn't continue to chat, Fu Tong knew what Lu Chuan wanted to say later.

It's nothing more than an announcement.

It's no wonder that Fu Tong had the blessing of a workaholic before, and his schedule was almost full for the next year and a half, but he didn't expect this instinct cycle to be too strong to suppress, so that these Announcements that can be resolved, and those that cannot be resolved are pushed back as much as possible, and these pushed announcements are piled up with the new ones behind. The coordination is too difficult, and it is simply a pain in the head.

Lu Chuan had a hard time during this time, but Fu Tong didn't know it.

One is because Lu Chuan knew that his body couldn't bear it, so it was useless to talk about it, and he didn't want to bother Ah Zai with these things until he had to.

The second is because Fu Qianyuan was unlucky enough to pick him up when he sent a voice message to Fu Tong. The latter was annoyed by the pain Ah Zai suffered during the transition period. , frightened the manager back.

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Later, seeing the notifier gradually lose control and the urging became more and more frequent, the agent was not only bitter, but also anxious, and when he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, he suddenly found that his big Dude's Weibo has been updated.

And the spirit and mood look very good!

Someone fierce doesn't seem to be around yet!

opportunity!

The manager only felt that his spring had come again. After silently considering what he wanted to say in his heart, he decisively opened the address book and called the boss, but he was obviously not as shameless and experienced as Song Li in this regard. After I said that sentence, I got stuck there, and all the drafts I typed just now lost their function.

There was a sudden silence all around.

After a long time, Fu Tong was still aware of his helplessness, and laughed in a low voice: "Why don't you talk? Tell me, don't panic, I won't definitely refuse."

Lu Chuan: Huh huh? ? ?

It's okay to be so easy to talk, but the voice is still so soft, even saying "what are you talking about", which seems to be coquettish, is this... really his boss?

Could it be a typo?

The manager was full of doubts, and moved the phone to his eyes. After seeing that the name displayed on the screen was indeed Fu Tong, the previous doubts turned into horror.

"...Boss." Lu Chuan asked nervously, "Are you really alright?"

"I'm fine, why do you ask?" Fu Azai was a little confused, "Also, my transition period has ended, and now I can maintain my human form stably, so it won't be a big problem if I catch the announcement."

But the notice is not the most important thing for Lu Chuan at this time.

The manager was silent for a while. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Fu Tong was not right. After thinking about it, he tentatively opened his mouth again: "...Are you at home or in the monster bureau? Let me go and see how you are doing? "

After waiting for almost 2 minutes, I didn't hear any reply.

Lu Chuan was even more anxious. Just as he was about to ask again, he heard an almost indifferent voice from the microphone: "Home."

The voice was somewhat familiar.

It made Lu Chuan instantly think of his bad feeling of being suppressed by the person in the microphone and unable to speak.

It's like this through the microphone, so what if it's in person?

The manager didn't want to try that feeling again, and his first thought was to refuse, but before he could say the rejection, there was a beep, and there was only endless busy tone left in the microphone.

Lu Chuan: "..."

exhausted.

vicissitudes.

resignedly.

Mr. Broker today, really, really wants to resign.

**

On the one hand, Lu Chuan was in great pain. On the other hand, Fu Tong looked at Fu Qianyuan who suddenly appeared beside him, his eyes curved into crescent moons in surprise: "Why did you come back so early today?"

"Because I feel that you are thinking of me." Fu Qianyuan obviously knew about Fu Tong's Weibo post. As he spoke, he took out the keychain of the white velvet boy from his pocket and handed it to Ah Zai, "Is it?"

Fu Azai smiled a little shyly, and took out his little Qinglong keychain to be next to his, with sweetness and happiness written all over his eyes.

A few single dogs behind: "..."

What to do, this live version is too cruel.

No amount of sweet biscuit can cure us.

Several people lowered their heads, their moods were the same as Lu Chuan's just now, and they were all very sad, but Fu Azai didn't notice.

He was still immersed in the joy of seeing Fu Qianyuan at this time, and really wanted to find a place where no one was around to do something with him as a close person. Once such thoughts appeared, and then thinking about what Fu Qianyuan said to Lu Chuan just now, Eyebrows eased again: "Then we are going home now?"

Fu Qianyuan didn't say yes or no, but asked him: "Do you want to resume work?"

Fu Azai thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Think."

He looked at Fu Qianyuan, and then said: "Recently, you don't have much time at home. It's boring for me to be alone, and my transition period is over. It's better to catch up with the previous announcements, otherwise it will be more difficult in the future." The more piles, the less time I can spend with you."

Only by finishing all the things that should be done can I free up time and fall in love with you with peace of mind.

Fu Qianyuan had pampered him in the first place, as long as Fu Azai wanted to do what he was willing to do, he would agree to anything, not to mention the meaning hidden in Xiaozaizai's words... It makes people feel heartwarming.

His eyes softened, and he stopped asking other questions. With one hand, he picked up the squishy who was rubbing around beside him, and slowly stretched out his other hand towards Fu Tong: "Zai Zai, let's go home."

"it is good."

Fu Azai responded with a smile, turned around and bid farewell to the few people over there, and then, under the increasingly complicated eyes of everyone, he and Fu Qianyuan left the door of the Monster Bureau.

10 minutes later, I will be home.

The two entered the door, and just after changing their slippers, they heard the doorbell ring. Looking out through the peephole, Lu Chuan was standing there holding a folder, looking unusually anxious.

Fu Azai opened the door, and Fu Qianyuan had already taken out the spare slippers. When he saw Lu Chuan, he nodded slightly to him as a greeting.

Lu Chuan: "..."

Lu Chuan smiled stiffly: "...Hi?"

Hi what hi.

Fu Tong kicked the spare slippers over to him: "Come in first, how are you doing, are you busy?"

It was hardly ordinary busy.

Lu Chuan wanted to talk about it when he mentioned this word, but because Fu Qianyuan was there, he couldn't elaborate, so he could only bear it temporarily and said, "It's okay."

While saying such aggrieved words, he changed his slippers while avoiding Fu Qianyuan's sight.

A few people went in, Fu Qianyuan rubbed A Zai's head, took Mu Mu and put him in his arms for a while to keep company, then went into the kitchen by himself, leaving A Zai sitting there looking at his back and laughing, satisfied and happy, silly .

Taking their interaction into his eyes, Lu Chuan only felt incredible, lowered his voice and asked: "Boss, you... are you reconciled?"

Fu Azai was a little confused.

What is good and bad?

In Lu Chuan's eyes, his silence was undoubtedly tacit consent, and he was even more surprised: "When did this happen? When you were moved from the opposite side because of Liu Desires and Misfortunes at home, didn't you still say that reconciliation was delusional, just Living together temporarily, can you move back after you install it? Why did you suddenly reconcile and live together?"

"What are you talking about?" Fu Azai felt that this wave of Lu Chuan was really inexplicable, "Why did you suddenly reconcile and live together? Didn't we just live together? It's just that the cloakroom takes up space and I don't want to live on the same floor with others. , just bought the opposite side, how come it becomes my home?"

Lu Chuan was taken aback, and now he really realized that something was wrong.

He met Fu Tong's eyes, and the latter was also looking at him, his eyes were clear to the bottom, and the bewilderment and doubt inside could be clearly seen with a single glance.

very beautiful.

But Fu Tong never does this.

Fu Tong, whom Lu Chuan knew, always had quiet and indifferent eyes, and the occasional glimpse of tenderness was just an illusion, like the fog above the abyss, and people outside the fog would never know what was hidden underneath.

...Why did it become like this?

Lu Chuan frowned, and many thoughts appeared in his mind in an instant, each darker than the other, such as...

The ex-boyfriend couldn't get back together, so he used some unscrupulous means to make Fu Tong what he is now.

Halfway through his wild thoughts, he was interrupted by the sudden sound of footsteps ahead.

He turned his head and saw Fu Qianyuan coming from the kitchen with a fruit plate, probably to take care of Ah Zai's current preferences. The fruits on the plate were specially cut into small animal shapes, very cute.

He put the fruit plate in front of Ah Zai, rubbed Zai Zai's head again, and then looked at Lu Chuan. The latter hadn't come out of his wild thoughts just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this ex-boyfriend was too much. Under the anger, there was no fear, and he looked straight at Fu Qianyuan, and the condemnation inside was clear at a glance.

Fu Qianyuan was silent for a while, and lowered his hand to fork an apple to feed to Fu Tong. His voice was very soft: "Zai Zai, can you sit here and watch the variety show first? I have a few words with Lu Chuan, and I will be back soon."

Fu Azai thought about it, but he didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, Fu Qianyuan had read all the notifications he received before, so he nodded: "Okay."

Fu Qianyuan looked at Lu Chuan again. The manager understood and stood up with him without hesitation.

study.

As soon as the door closed behind the two of them, Lu Chuan couldn't hold back any longer. He took a step forward and met Fu Qianyuan's eyes. His voice was half puzzled and half questioning: "What's going on? What did you do to Fu Tong?"

Fu Qianyuan glanced at him: "Sit."

Such a long question was exchanged for such a cold word. Lu Chuan felt very uncomfortable and didn't want to do what he said, but he thought so in his heart, but his behavior was not controlled by his consciousness. He had already sat down in front of Fu Qianyuan.

He frowned, and almost at the same time, he heard Fu Qianyuan's voice.

"I didn't do anything, but now... he does have some problems because of me. If he wants to resume work, these problems are a bit difficult. I asked you to come here this time, just to tell you about these prophets."

After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips and told Lu Chuan about the reset of Fu Tong's memory. The process was not long, not even 3 minutes, but the speaker and the listener were all together after the voice fell. Qi fell silent.

There was silence all around.

After an unknown period of time like this, Lu Chuan finally had a reaction. He looked at Fu Qianyuan, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little hoarse for no reason: "I don't know what happened to you before, but I know that before you appeared, a whole During the nine years, he lived well, without illness or disaster, and never encountered any dirty and dark things."

But since you appeared, everything has changed.

First Bo Nan, then Liuyu, and then Dementor, until now, he is in a chaotic situation, not even himself.

Lu Chuan felt distressed.

Especially after he was already acquainted with Fu Tong who had armor and a mask, but saw him who was gentle and undefended.

With the meaning of protecting his shortcomings and distressing in it, Lu Chuan felt more and more that Fu Qianyuan was too stupid, and he was not worthy of their boss at all. No wonder he became an ex-boyfriend.

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes, and really wanted to say something to sting the other party, but he repeated this thought many times in his heart, but he still didn't put it into practice.

Not because he was afraid.

It was because the moment he raised his head, he saw uncontrollable pain in the latter's eyes.

Deep pain.

Although it was quickly covered up again, just one glance was enough for Lu Chuan to understand that in the matter of Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan, he was just an outsider no matter how distressed he was, and he had no position to blame anyone at all.

Lu Chuan rubbed the center of his brows, feeling inexplicably heavy and depressed, when he suddenly heard a few knocks on the door, and the doorknob fell down.

Three seconds later, the door was pushed open.

Fu Tong stood there with his arms in his arms, and when he pursed his lips, there were two faint dimples on his face: "How is your chat going? I'm a little bored outside, so I want to listen too."

It is you who are talking about, but this thought obviously has nothing to do with Lu Chuan, because since the door was opened, Fu Tong's eyes have been on Fu Qianyuan, and he has not moved half a point to Lu Chuan.

But Lu Chuan didn't mind either.

The manager was staring intently at the dimples on Fu Tong's face at this moment, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the recent surprises were too much.

After nine years of acquaintance, he didn't even know that Fu Tong had dimples.

It's probably because I hardly ever smiled before, and the smile was a little curved.

It's pretty good-looking.

Lu Chuan smiled, and accidentally made a sound, and Fu Tong over there was a little inexplicable by his laughter: "What's wrong with you?"

"...No." Lu Chuan came back to his senses, and finally remembered the business, "I was just thinking about work. Can you do it like this?"

Fu Azai was very dissatisfied with being questioned: "Of course."

That would be great.

What Lu Chuan was waiting for was this sentence. Hearing this, he opened the folder he had brought earlier and handed it to Fu Tong, "Then let's take a look at this month's schedule first, it's not too much, three covers Two inside pages, one interview, and two variety shows that only need to go to one episode. The specific number of variety shows has not yet been determined, and the crew of "Watching the Front" has already started. This is the script. Director Song asked me when you I can go, if there is no problem, I will give him a definite answer... How about the day after tomorrow? There are not many roles for this role, so it's better to finish it sooner."

"Seizing the Front" is the Republic of China drama that Wen Lang Anli came to before.

Lu Chuan babbled for a long time, and after he remembered that Fu Tong's memory had been reset, he added: "Of course, if you think this itinerary is inappropriate or the workload is too much, we can reschedule it. Don't force yourself."

Fu Tong thought it was okay.

He flipped through the script: "Is there a night scene in this one?"

"No."

"Did the shooting and recording of the other few take place at night?"

"nor."

"Then let's do it like this." Fu Tong made the decision, ""Drawing the Front" will enter the group the day after tomorrow, and it will be completed before the middle of the month. A few cover and inside page shots will follow, and the time for variety shows and interviews will be communicated. Late ten-day is the best, if you can't, you can't delay it... just squeeze forward."

"Okay." Lu Chuan responded, "Then I'll pick you up the morning after tomorrow. Remember to read the script carefully. If Wen Lang doesn't understand, just ask him. He is willing to act for you 24 hours a day."

Fu Tong didn't believe it.

It's not so much a play, it's better to say that the kind of cub wants to see a joke.

Super bad.

He didn't speak, but his eyes said it all. Lu Chuan wanted to laugh a little. He felt that his boss and Wen Lang were also very interesting. It's fine to flirt with each other, but now that their personalities have been reversed, they still get along like this.

It is worthy of being the chosen friend.

Great.

Thinking of this, Lu Chuan couldn't hold back, laughed silently, and didn't stay here any longer. He found a reason to leave in a hurry under Fu Azai's increasingly inexplicable eyes, leaving behind a bunch of scripts and timetables. And Fu Azai and his sweetheart.

The sweetheart helped Ah Zai put them away, and when he turned around, he also smiled at him.

What was that feeling like?

Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, and the ice and snow are melting.

In an instant, you can hear the sound of heartbeat.

**

After a day and a night, ten o'clock in the morning.

Lu Chuan came to pick up Fu Tong on time and rushed to the crew of "Seize the Front". Apart from Huang Lang and Cang Huai, there was also Wen Rong, who rushed here because he was worried about Ah Zai.

When Lu Chuan first saw Wen Rong, he was a little flustered. He was afraid that there would be Fu Qianyuan later, so he hid beside him and glanced at him for a few times before seeing him, so he was completely relieved.

It's not that he's worthless, but it's a destiny monster, it's normal to coax him in front of him, and it's impossible to coax him alone,

Lu Chuan thought it was inconceivable that he could be so fresh during the face-to-face meeting with him yesterday.

But in any case, I don't want to come back for the second time.

The manager was frank and frank, and of course Fu Azai could see it, so he didn't tell Lu Chuan that Fu Qianyuan was also here. At this time, it was coiled on his left wrist, which looked like a dragon pattern at a glance bracelet.

Fu Azai glanced at him for a few times, and wanted to play tricks. He lowered his hands and rubbed him twice. Before he could take it back, he felt his fingers were caught by something cool.

It is the tail of the little green dragon.

Soft and bouncy, I really want to be pinched a few times.

Fu Azai thought so, and did the same. The smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden. Fu Qianyuan indulged in arguing with him, and when he was upset, he would sneak around and kiss him. It's a bit childish, but there will always be Let people give birth to some warmth and joy from the heart.

Half an hour later, the crew of "Seize the Front" arrived.

Because Song Qinghe is famous and rich and fearless in all aspects, the budget for "Seizing the Front" is very sufficient. In addition to Minguo Street, he also specially rented a mansion, which is exquisite and luxurious from the inside to the outside, which is very impressive.

When a few people entered, the previous shooting had just ended. Song Qinghe gave the crew 10 minutes to recuperate. After returning to the camera, he replayed the content of the previous shooting. Fu Tong went over to greet him, and then was taken to the side Makeup in the room on.

The role he played in "Seize the Front" is a gentle and gentle young master, with a calm and dignified personality, which matches his own image, and does not need to be overly modified. It only takes less than 10 minutes to get the makeup done. .

When Fu Tong came out, even though he was mentally prepared, everyone still felt an indescribable astonishment the moment they turned their heads.

Innate luxury and elegance.

He was born for this.

The crowd watched intently, and it was not until Fu Tong walked into the lounge that he came back to his senses. He felt that his concentration was not enough, but at the same time he felt that this was no problem at all.

Such a good-looking person, whoever sees him wants to take a second look.

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lounge.

Fu Tong sat down in the corner, while unconsciously rubbing the little green dragon on his wrist, and went through the script over and over again. There was actually not much content in it. There were only three scenes in total. The lines added up to less than two pages, and the technical difficulty was almost no , but Fu Tong just felt nervous and had no idea.

Seeing that he was not as relaxed as before, Wen Rong smiled beside him: "Are you nervous?"

Fu Azai nodded aggrievedly: "One thing, I've never filmed before, I don't know if I can do it well... Was Wen Lang nervous when he was filming for the first time?"

"Langlang is not, but he is different from you." Wen Rong's eyes softened, "He would pretend to take a nap to avoid reading when he was very young. He is very experienced in acting, so he is basically not very nervous."

In other words, Wen Lang has been a showman since he was a child, and he has nothing to fear.

Fu Tong's eyes were bent, and he wanted to ask about the details of Wen Lang's feigned sleep when he was a child, but he was interrupted by a sudden buzzing sound just as he said a word.

It came from Wen Rong's coat pocket.

Fu Tong looked over, and Wen Rong just took out the phone from his pocket. After looking down at the screen, his expression instantly became a little softer than before.

"It's Langlang."

Wen Rong knew his cub well, and knew that he must be calling for Fu Tong at this time, so he didn't go out, and connected the call in front of Fu Tong.

Facts have proved that the head of the family really knows his little cub very well. After the call was connected, Wen Lang's first words were from Ben Futong.

"I agree. I heard that you are about to start your first filming experience in your life. How about it? Would you like me to guide you?"

Fu Azai didn't want to, no matter how nervous he was, so he resolutely chose to refuse.

But he refused, and the person on the other side of the microphone would not go his way.

So the next second after Fu Tong finished refusing, everyone in the room heard someone knock on the door.

Followed by Wen Lang's voice.

"Come on, I'm with you, okay!"

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Huang Lang is the little weasel spirit who brought back the pagoda wood box containing the six desires from southern Yunnan. Now he is Fu Tong's assistant.

Canghuai is the body of the pagoda tree wooden box, which also came from Long Xunshan, and is now Fu Tong's assistant.