Thank you Master for not killing [Sword Three]

"Are you caught racing again? Huh? I said little ancestor, can you save some time? Ah?" Hearing that something happened to his little ancestor again, manager Zhou Fang's first thought was Feeling tired, the second feeling is to quickly ask if anyone has been hurt.

God knows that this little ancestor under him is making money, but the problem is that there are so many bad things.

At the beginning when he took over the returnee young master, he was still thinking that he might have to correct some of the doll's bad style and devoted himself to it, but later he found that this young master who had sucked foreign ink was really not the kind of person who was sent out. The foreign garbage, not only clean and self-cleaning, but also not infected with some bad styles at all, and even quite talented. It has been almost four years since he debuted at the age of 16. Since the release of his debut work "Birds of Paradise", it has become popular all the way. In this era of record recession, it is amazing to be able to achieve a sales volume of over [-] million.

As for winning awards, let alone, ever since his little ancestor won the Grammy Award for Best Single of the Year with the song "Death", the domestic awards basically dare not give face to this little ancestor.

As his agent, he was very puzzled why those gringos praised his little ancestor's songs so much. That year, a certain Grammy judge also gave his little ancestor's "voice kissed by an angel" a nasty comment.

I don't know if it's because he's tired of aesthetics, he's heard "Death Realm" no less than a hundred times, but... that's it, as for being so amazing?

Regarding Zhou Fang's lack of a cold, Su Che, the youngest ancestor of Zhou Fang's family, didn't even bother, [You are called living in the blessings and don't know the blessings, you can be satisfied if you can feel the brilliance of my god from a close distance. ]

Every time he faced the cynicism of his little ancestor, Zhou Fang really wanted to put down his professional ethics and decisively record it and then post it on Weibo to make the group of idiots call his little ancestor "brother", "son", "brother". ", "Male God", "Brother Che" and other stupid fans, let's see what they are fans of.

This guy is too low-key!Not humble at all, really think that if you win the Grammy, you will be invincible?

Looking around the entire Chinese music scene, Zhou Fang found painfully that it seemed that he really had a rare opponent, which was very suffocating.

He doesn't even have anyone who can educate this little ancestor, so he can only watch his little ancestor make heaven and earth bald day by day... At first, he was quite happy that his little ancestor didn't smoke Drugs are not promiscuous, but when he is called to the police station every day by a phone call, his mood is not pretty.

Illegally modified vehicles, speeding in the city... Looking at the long list of tickets, he was very tired because the kid was still there with a nonchalant smile on his face.

[My driving skills are so good and I didn't hit anyone. The car is so fast when I bought it. I'm right. ]

Yes, yes, you are right, but the ticket will not lie. In the future, Zhou Fang gradually got used to the daily life of wiping his little ancestor's racing car, and even when he was getting weaker, he even suggested euphemistically, [Cub, follow me] You discuss something, why don't you go to a relationship and find a girlfriend, I won't object, and that group of fans, Brother Zhou, will help you out. ]

Zhou Fang hoped that his little ancestor would pour the energy that had nowhere to rest on the soft and sweet girl.

But Su Che looked at Zhou Fang with a mentally retarded look, [Women look better than my big motorcycle?Can you accompany me beyond the speed of life and death?No way, then I'll ask them to fuck me. ]

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It was the first time in Zhou Fang's life that he sweared in his heart, he really had nothing to say.

The plan to save the country with curves failed, Zhou Fang completely gave up on treatment, and began to change from the role of a manager to the role of an increasingly irritable old mother. He felt that his little ancestor was like a giant baby without a brain, so he would not I hope this product can bring a brain.

Therefore, when he received a phone call from his little ancestor who was too close to the [-] million people who would never survive the rebellious period, he asked the other party directly if he was racing again and got into trouble again without even thinking about it.

Here, Su Che was impatient to listen to his manager's nonsense comparisons, so he took the phone away, guessed that the other party had said something, and then turned on the speakerphone and said: "My second wife is on the road, I will send you the location later." I'll drag it back, that's it, see you later." After speaking, he hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to speak and dragged the other party into the blacklist.

This operation is so proficient that he has obviously done it more than once.

Of course, Zhou Fangbing on the other side came to cover up the water and soil. Facing the coquettish operations of his little ancestor, he was prepared for a long time. He changed a card and continued to call back to prepare to educate his disobedient little ancestor.

however……

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off." Zhou Fang could only keep smiling when he heard the notification sound coming from the phone.Okay, bull, he admits it.

Anyway, I have been a grandson for almost four years, and it is not too late to be a grandson for a few more years.

In order to comfort himself not to explode in place, Zhou Fang looked at the balance of his bank card, and instantly regained his composure—he couldn't live with money, bad money still had to be paid, and his wife still had to buy a new bag.

After contacting his own manager to act as a nanny for the aftermath, Su Che looked at the silent Daojing, "You, call me a car for the young master, the address is Beihai Yayuan."

Without saying much, Dao Jing, who had been the background board for a long time, immediately took out his mobile phone and started to call a car.

Turning around and waiting for the Didi special car to arrive, Dao Jing wanted to give up the passenger seat to Su Che, but Su Che stepped on the rear door, "Go ahead." Then he opened the door and got into the car.

After sitting in the seat, Su Che blocked the earphones and closed his eyes to rest his mind, completely refusing to communicate with others, so Daojing sat in the front seat a little restrainedly, watching the road vigilantly like a shepherd dog, and used it from time to time. From the corner of the eye, he looked through the rearview mirror to see the state of the person in the back seat.

Probably because he was too worried, Dao Jing was always worried about whether the other party would fall asleep and hit his head, but the sleeping position was really a bit unruly.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the main gate of Beihai Yayuan. Dao Jing got out of the car first, and then knocked on the door of the back seat. Su Che didn't know if he was asleep or not. When he knocked on the door, he really woke up and got out of the car.

He didn't say much, just wandered into the community like this.

Along the way, Daojing looked around, and it seemed that there were some well-dressed people, but he seemed so out of place with the young man beside him, because he was dressed in shabby clothes that could not match the surrounding style, while the young man beside him seemed so out of place. When he was young, he was dressed in a skull jacket with holes in jeans, and he looked like a fool, except that he didn't have pierced ears and dyed his hair in colorful looks. He was really different from a certain group of people called "Shamat non-mainstream" he learned on the Internet. Not much more.

So the two unsightly people swaggered to a detached villa with the best lighting in Beihai Yayuan.

Before Dao Jing came to this thousand-year-old world, he enjoyed the scenery of Buddhism on Mount Shaoshi. He listened to the pine trees in the cold and the rain in the summer. He lived a very pleasant life. When he came to this thousand-year-old world, he first lived in a private room with the good friend and benefactor Liu Jian In the rented house, I lived in the staff dormitory day and night, and rarely returned to such a bright and quiet place.

Although Su Che likes drag racing and big motorcycles, he is a quiet person in life, which can be seen from the frigid decoration style of the whole house.

Moreover, Su Che actually doesn't like to let outsiders set foot in his private territory. If he hadn't considered that this great monk Daojing is the mainstay of the world, he might not even bother to pick him up.

Because the hero of this world was airborne from another world, and Su Che came later than others. When someone has a career and a direction in life, it must be weird and redundant for him to approach the other party hastily, without him. value, and he doesn't like to put on an upside-down look, insisting on being a pavement or supporter for others with a shy face, he is not the kind of person with a low physique.

He is waiting, waiting for an opportunity when the other party has nothing to lose. At that time, if he makes a move again, his status will be infinitely elevated. As long as he holds the initiative, even if he lets the other party die, the other party can still win without blinking an eye. If you tie lead stones on your ankles and throw yourself into the sea, it will be much easier to train when the opponent has no resistance.

And before waiting for such an opportunity, he had to climb to a height as soon as possible, so that he would have a different kind of pleasure overlooking his stupid subjects from the top.

In order to fit the career line of the male protagonist in this world, Su Che tried to play music, because he landed on the other side of the ocean, and he also gained the status of a returnee for no reason.

In the days when there was no male protagonist to concoct, Su Che was obsessed with music creation, and he paid for all the lyrics and composition himself. To those curvaceous big motorcycles.

The big motorcycles are stored in the garage of the family one by one, and they are taken out to feel the speed of life and death when they have nothing to do. The manager's scolding is ignored, because this boring world is really boring, and it makes him adrenaline rush He will probably die of boredom before the time comes to concoct the male lead.

Fortunately, such boring years finally came to an end. Today, it seemed that he happened to meet the hero Dao Jing, but in fact everything was going on in Su Che's calculations.

Now that the male lead is in place, it's time for him to return to the journey and practice routines, oh no, it's time to teach the male lead to reach the pinnacle of life.

Put the stylus on the vinyl record, and the melodious "Moonlight" sonata echoes here.

He took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, bit off the cork with his mouth very roughly, and said to Dao Jing, "Sit whatever you want."

Then, holding two goblets in his right hand, he put them on the tea table, poured the red wine into a decanter, went to the kitchen and took out a large bottle of Coke, and just poured it into the goblets that he thought were meant for red wine .

Su Che pointed to the decanter and said, "Taste," then pointed to the phonograph, "Listen," and finally pushed one of the goblets filled with Feizhai happy water to Daojing, "Drink."

With this series of actions, Dao Jing really didn't know what to say.

Anyway, having lived in this world for so many years, Dao Jing can also appreciate that the young man in front of him is playing too unorthodox.

Listening to vinyl records, sniffing the aroma of red wine in the decanter, but drinking cheap carbonated drinks, what kind of new technique is this?

Dao Jing doesn't understand the world of the rich, but Dao Jing understands that he is really tired and thirsty now, so he raised his glass and drank the carbonated drink in the glass.

Finally, putting the goblet back to its original position, Dao Jing asked: "So what do you want me to do for you?" Until now, Dao Jing still opened his mouth when the young man in front of him was angry, saying Letting him be a dog may be just a joke. If he takes the initiative, the other party can tell the compensation he really wants.

The world of young people is completely incomprehensible. Instead of trying to figure out what the other person is thinking, it is better to speak straight to the point.

Shaking the goblet in his hand, the fat mansion happy water radiated a crystal luster in it, slightly squinting those eyes that were as deep as the night and accompanied by a malicious smile, Su Che said: " Being a dog, what else can you do? Why don't you bark twice for me to hear?"

The author has something to say: I'm a superficial entertainment circle, and I don't involve any required vocabulary and so-called necessary literacy in the fan circle.

Zhou Fang: Listening to vinyl tasting red wine and drinking Coke, I'm fucking a pro at showing off my wealth.

Su Che: Keep a low profile.

Daojing: ...

Fat house happy water must have a card face→_→