As long as everyone gives a little love

Lu Shenxing went to Qiaoshan to soak in the hot springs. Cheng Zi was lying at home holding a comic book to pass the time. He heard footsteps at the door, "Son, a beautiful woman has come to see you."

"I was chatting with your aunt downstairs." Cheng Tiandao winked at him, "Is that your senior sister?"

Cheng Zi put down the book, "It should be."

He doesn't have many friends of the opposite sex, and very few of them get along well.

"Dad, the girl's family is from this city, not far from us. She is very polite, neither arrogant nor impatient, and her size matches you well..."

Cheng Zi rubbed his forehead, "Dad, I don't have feelings for her."

This sentence was simple and straightforward without leaving any room for it. All Cheng Tiandao's words were blocked back. He could only replace the full of words with a summary, "You are just like your uncle!"

Cheng Zi raised his eyelids, and when he saw the person behind Cheng Tiandao, he said hello, "Sister."

"You talk." Cheng Tiandao turned and left.

The room was so tidy that people dared not put their feet down. Wei Ni lost her slippers and came in wearing socks. She complained, "If I hadn't gone to school to ask your roommate, I wouldn't have known about your situation."

The corners of Cheng Zi's eyes fell on the places she stepped on all the way, and his lips pursed a little.

"Your room is too clean." Wei Ni didn't mess around, just looked around, her eyes stayed on the sketchbook on the bedside table, and said half-jokingly, "Hey, I don't know when I can get it. A picture drawn by the talented Cheng Cheng?"

Cheng Zi raised his eyebrows slightly, "I can't draw characters well."

Wei Ni, who had no hope, was still a little disappointed when she heard this seemingly impeccable reason for refusal. She glanced at the paper exposed outside the notebook, stretched out her hand unconsciously, and her eyes lit up after seeing the things on it, "This What? A sketch?"

Cheng Zi said, "Draw whatever you want."

"Cool!" Wei Ni realized that they were all the same person, she paused and asked, "Cheng Zi, who are you drawing?"

Cheng Zi looked unnatural for a moment, "My uncle."

"The relationship between your uncle and nephew is really good." Wei Ni sighed with a smile, and she took out a few design drawings from her bag, "This is my draft, I want to hear your opinion."

She leaned closer, "If my design can pass, please go to dinner."

Cheng Zi looked down and flipped through the pages, "Pen."

Hearing what he said, Wei Ni immediately handed over the pen that he had prepared a long time ago.

The young man's earnest side face was warm and jade-like in the lit light, Wei Ni looked at it, fascinated.

Cheng Tiandao, who was lying outside the door, went downstairs lightly, Fang Wen shook his head, "It's impossible."

Fang Wen coaxed the child, and said in a soft voice, "Have you ever thought about whether Xiaozi likes boys like Lao Qi?"

Cheng Tiandao said without hesitation, "Impossible."

The atmosphere became depressing with Fang Wen's unintentional words, Cheng Tiandao seemed to be hit by something in his heart, he touched the teacup and frowned deeply.

When Wei Ni left, Cheng Zi suddenly stopped her, "Sister."

"Huh?" Wei Ni was full of expectation.

Cheng Zi frowned, "The butterfly wings on the sock on your left foot are asymmetrical."

"..." Those fantasies were instantly extinguished, leaving no afterimages. Wei Ni realized that the entanglements in reality are everywhere. Let the person break the rules to change.

When Lu Shenxing came back from Qiaoshan, when he opened the door, his shoes stepped on a piece of paper, and he knew that Luoyang had stuffed it in after reading a few words.

It's nothing more than I miss you, I'm happy to be with you, do you still want me, can we start a new category, if you search a lot on Baidu, there are no duplicates.

Lu Shenxing crumpled up the paper and threw it into the trash bin along with the advertisements. It seemed that Luoyang was still living in his own world and didn't want to come out.

After waiting at home for a few days without waiting for a call, Luoyang changed his clothes and dressed carefully before going out. He bumped into a person in the downstairs community. He turned his head and saw a pair of blue eyes, as deep as the sea.

The handsome man asked concerned, "Are you okay?"

Luo Yang smiled slightly, "It's okay."

As soon as the longest holiday of the year is over, students and office workers are wondering how the time passes so quickly, and they will basically spend the year in a busy way.

When Cheng got better, he went back to school to make up for the missed courses. The Design Institute accepted a large-scale project, and the old professor called him over and asked him to participate together.

"This is Shengshi's project."

The old professor's words made Cheng Zi's life a little bit more, and most of the things that needed to be communicated with there fell on him.

After he went there a few times, there were rumors in the company and the design institute. Later, he didn't know where the news that he was Cheng Tianqin's nephew came from, and the discussion turned into flattery.

"You must have a good relationship with your uncle, right?"

Cheng Zi lowered his head and put away his pencil, "Normal."

"I checked on the recruiting website, Shengshi doesn't recruit people online, they only recruit people from several schools." The boy blushed, "I heard that the company pays well, can you do me a favor? "

"I can't do anything." Cheng Zi went to Shengshi with the blueprint.

Things like this happened one after another, as if everyone was sure that he had enough right to speak with that man, but he didn't know that he was just one of the other's many nephews.

When Cheng Zi went, Lu Shenxing was in a meeting, and he was taken to the office by the secretary.

The suit jacket was randomly thrown on the sofa, the magazines were stacked here and there, the documents were piled up in a mess, and there were a few open snacks on the desk. Cheng Zi took a deep breath and meditated to calm down.

His fingers hanging on both sides moved.

When Lu Shenxing came back from the meeting, he saw the young man standing in front of the table, waving a pencil in his hand, and focused his eyes on it. At that moment, an inexplicable sense of familiarity swept through his mind, followed by a dull pain. Traces can be found.

"Do you want to come to work with my uncle?"

His thoughts were disturbed, the curve under the pencil stopped, Cheng Zi put down the rolled up sweater sleeves, "I have no plan."

Lu Shenxing recalled the original plot, Cheng Zi was indeed not in the prosperous age, but went to an architect's office, where he created a world.

"What were you drawing just now?" Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows, "Show me."

He was very curious. During this period of time, he often saw Cheng Zi drawing something with that sketchbook.

Cheng Zi put the sketchbook into his backpack and said flatly, "The drawing is of an old cat."

"..." Lu Shenxing was speechless, he drew cats as he drew cats, it was still an old cat.

"I'll go to Manager Wan." Cheng Zi pursed his lips, obviously he only needed to communicate with the person in charge, and he was brought to this office every time.

"He'll be over in a while." Lu Shenxing lightly pulled the tie around his neck and leaned back in the chair.

The secretary knocked on the door and brought in two cups of coffee, "Mr. Cheng, do you have any orders?"

Lu Shenxing swept over, and the secretary's face changed like a knife's edge. She quickly averted her eyes from the young man, left in despair, and cleared all the pictures in her mind of the domineering president and the good-looking school bully that she matched up on her own.

It is important to keep your job first.

The office was quiet, and Cheng Zi took a sip of his coffee. He had to believe that this man had really changed so much, it was no less than reborn.

"The glass of polysaccharide you drank is mine."

Heh, the wetness on the ear was too thick, as if a kiss had fallen, Cheng Zi turned around suddenly, bumped his back against the table, half of the blood on his face faded.

"Why such a big reaction?" Lu Shenxing raised one corner of his lips and pointed, "It's dirty."

Cheng Zi put his hand on Lu Shenxing's chest, pushed it away, stared at him coldly, then quickly took the backpack out, forgetting even the blueprint.

Lu Shenxing, "..."

From that day on, Cheng Zi began to hide from Lu Shenxing. Whatever the old professor said, he refused with various excuses, and plunged into the library, his mind was full of patterns and line structures.

Lu Shenxing went to Cheng Zi's school, and a boy with curly hair opened the door, he asked with a smile, "Uncle, who are you looking for?"

Hearing this title, Lu Shenxing's forehead twitched, "I'm looking for Cheng Zi."

The boy looked at Lu Shenxing suspiciously, turned his head and shouted inside, "Cheng Zi, someone is looking for you at the door!"

There is a lot of keyboard knocking, and there are several dialects of swearing, mixed with the fast-paced game background music, very high.

Cheng Zi came over yawning, with two red marks on his face from the pressure of sleeping. As soon as he saw Lu Shenxing, he was about to close the door immediately, but was stopped by a hand.

"Grandpa's birthday is tomorrow." Lu Shenxing sullenly said, "Your father asked me to pick you up."

Cheng Zi's expression was also not good, "I'll go back by car."

Lu Shenxing frowned and stared at Cheng Zi for a few seconds. The rebellious period of adolescence has returned?He walked away and called Cheng Tiandao to tell him about the situation.

The dormitory was still very noisy, Cheng Zi climbed back to bed and covered his head with the quilt.

"Hey Cheng Zi, who was that man wearing a famous brand just now?" The curly-haired boy stood below and asked, "Is that your uncle?"

Cheng Zi didn't respond, he seemed to be asleep.

The inexplicable cold war between the uncle and nephew lasted until the end of the year. Cheng Tiandao and Fang Wen were confused. They asked both sides, but they didn't get a result.

Just as the major media were all staring at the upcoming New Year's Eve party, the never-ending entertainment circle made huge waves again.

At two o'clock in the morning on the 29th, a group of large-scale photos appeared on the Internet, and they were reposted countless times in just one hour, and the clicks were amazing.

It can be seen how terrible the number of night owls is.

The protagonist this time is Luoyang, a newcomer to Jin Film and Television Company who has just signed a contract. He is also a student at the Film Academy. The background of the photo is in a scenic spot. The man facing the camera pressed him, and there were traces of indulgence everywhere on each other.

The uncensored effect made netizens go crazy, begging for a night of spending thousands of dollars, begging to cum on one face, begging to be clamped and many other unbearable words appeared overwhelmingly in people's eyes, which caused a bigger public opinion storm.

Of course, some netizens expressed concern about whether they would catch a cold when playing field games in such cold weather.

Luo Yang has an outstanding appearance, exaggerated acting skills, and relies on his face to make a living. Not long ago, what surprised the insiders was that the Best Newcomer Award fell into his hands. The future is promising. The timing of this group of indecent photos appeared is too coincidental.

In any case, things have come to this point, we can only go forward, there is no turning back.

He fell down as soon as he climbed up. If he hadn't won the award, he might not have had so much love and attention. It has always been the higher the climb, the more painful the fall.

On the rooftop, Luo Yang had deep blue eyes, "Brother Hao, that person is really not me."

Manager Zheng Hao scolded, "Do you think I'm blind? Ah?"

The pretended composure broke, Luo Yang grabbed his hair vigorously, and asked in a panic, "Brother Hao, what should we do now?"

"Let me contact you and hold a press conference right away." Zheng Hao's expression was solemn, "The company..."

Luo Yang interrupted loudly, "I can't admit it!"

"You don't even have the courage to face it. I'm really disappointed." Zheng Hao said with a cold face, "We'll talk after you think it through."

With the cold wind blowing on his face, a strong light burst out from Luo Yang's dim eyes, that man could change his situation.

Luoyang cleaned himself up, did a good job of expansion and went to the prosperous age.