I'm on the top of my cp [entertainment circle]

they are very good.

Song Zixing smiled wryly, why didn't the person involved know?

[Whether it was to avoid suspicion, we don't know, but during the time when Lao Song left, the most uncomfortable thing was his younger brother. From this, it can be seen that his younger brother really has deep affection for Lao Song. 】

The barrage was shouting that tears are worthless, Song Zixing was a little moved and withdrew from the video.

Just as I was about to open WeChat, a phone call came directly.

It's an unfamiliar number.

"Hello." Song Zixing's tone was a little lazy.

"Happy birthday, dear son." There was a middle-aged man's voice on the other end, speaking with a smile.

Song Zixing had already learned that Zhang Tianyu had a bad relationship with his family and was often abused by his father, so he was not so polite: "Thank you, my good father."

It seemed that the sarcasm of this good father was too strong, and the other party was silent for half a minute.

"My dear son, how about Dad going to celebrate your birthday tonight? Your aunt Zhou has already bought you a birthday present."

Song Zixing laughed: "I've moved, you can't find me."

"I celebrated your birthday just because I knew where you lived." The voice over there was triumphant, "We're right at the gate of your community, you need a key card to get in, come over and say something to this security guard!"

Song Zixing: "Hello? Hello? What are you talking about? The signal here seems to be a bit weak, or if I hang up, call back again!"

Before the other party could speak, Song Zixing hung up the phone directly.

Not long after, the call came again.

"My dear son! We're coming in!" The man said beamingly, "Your high-end community is different! You can come in just by swiping your face!"

Song Zixing: "..."

Is this recording the faces of his immediate family members into the system?

Song Zixing got up and went to the window to have a look, and sure enough, he saw a black electric car coming in and parked downstairs.

How does this man know where he lives?

He just moved, so the paparazzi didn't move so fast, did they?

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

The co-authors even know the house number.

Song Zixing opened the door expressionlessly, and a couple stood outside the door.

The man looks similar to him, but the woman next to him is obviously not his mother.

"Oh, let me tell you that this kid won't find out, he's so silly and cute." The woman said with a smile, "I guess he doesn't even know that you installed a tracker in his phone unless you tell him!"

"..." Song Zixing looked straight at her, "Who are you?"

The man's originally happy face suddenly sank: "How do you talk to Auntie?"

Song Zixing was standing at the door, not intending to let them in at all: "Why are you looking for me?"

"The conditions are good now." The man looked at the layout inside the house, and smiled wretchedly, "Are you next to a rich woman?"

Song Zixing shook his head with a smile: "How can I, I'm not as good as you."

The man realized that he had been scolded by his son, and was about to strike immediately, but the woman quickly stopped him: "What are you doing, this is your birthday, don't do anything!"

Song Zixing leaned against the door frame and looked at them helplessly: "Tell me, what exactly are you here for?"

The man clicked his tongue, and his face was a little impatient: "We won't delay your business, let's give this number this time, if you can have today, you can't fucking thank me for making you beautiful!"

He made a five.

Song Zixing was speechless: "For five yuan, you can just put a bowl on the side of the road, so why come here?"

The man's slap has already hit him.

Song Zixing didn't know how Zhang Tianyu communicated with his father before, but he could imagine that if it was Zhang Tianyu, the money would have already been given by this time.

But he is not Zhang Tianyu, and there is no need to swallow his anger.

When Song Zixing threw him over his shoulder and threw him to the ground, the woman's screams filled the room: "What are you doing! It's against you! Even your father dares to hit you!!!"

Song Zixing was about to turn his head back to choke, but when he turned around, the woman held the phone in her hand.

"Are you recording?" Song Zixing smiled, "Oh, you want to expose me?"

The woman stretched out a finger with colored nail polish, pointed at him and scolded: "You are too crazy!"

"Society hasn't taught you how to be a human being, so let your son teach you." Song Zixing looked back, his father just got up from the ground.

"You are an unfilial son!"

The man reached out to fight with him, Song Zixing tied his hands behind his back with a few quick movements, and looked at the woman's phone with a smile: "Have you taken a picture of my heroic appearance?"

"You fucking want to die!" The man was suppressed and kept roaring, "I'll kill you!"

"Oh, I'm so old, it's a bit difficult to kill me. You have to regret why you didn't kill me when you were a few months old." Song Zixing said with a smile.

The woman looked at him in horror, and kept muttering: "Crazy, crazy! You are completely crazy! Let go of your father!"

Song Zixing nodded: "Okay, you guys get out, I'll let you go right away."

He raised his chin and said, "Open the door for me, I'm going to take out the trash."

The woman still held the phone in her hand, and opened the door tremblingly.

The man roared angrily: "If he told you to drive, you will drive?"

The woman was about to cry: "Look at his expression! He's crazy! He's crazy! He's not your son!"

The man looked tall, but he didn't have any strength in his body. Song Zixing extremely suspected that it was caused by his excessive indulgence. He easily pushed the man out of the door, and said to the two with a smile: "You'd better not send the video. If I don't become popular, you will be even more miserable."

It was obviously a very gentle tone, but it was a little scary when it came out of his mouth.

Song Zixing didn't even realize that he still had such a dark side.

As soon as the door was closed, Song Zixing rolled his eyes: "Trash."

He thought his father was some kind of big shot, but he turned out to be so vulnerable.

From this, we can know how timid Zhang Tianyu is.

He fiddled with Zhang Tianyu's original mobile phone, and sure enough, he saw a tiny tracker inside the case.

Throwing away the phone case, Song Zixing walked to the window and saw that the electric car had already driven away quickly.

It's still a birthday, so this is the opportunity to suck his blood!

Song Zixing wasn't sure if they would spread the video just recorded. He was about to report to Cheng Yi when there was another knock on the door.

Song Zixing pulled away this time, and Xiao Chen's puzzled face appeared: "What happened just now? It's so noisy."

Song Zixing pondered for a few seconds before saying, "I think I might have gotten into trouble again."

Xiao Chen's eyes widened, and he asked, "Did you drop the phone Brother Tan gave you?"

Song Zixing shook his head: "No."

"Is that all 10 yuan was spent?"

"...Neither."

Xiao Chen was startled: "You won't find another benefactor behind Brother Tan's back, will you?"

"..." Song Zixing really admired his imagination, "I hit my dad."

Xiao Chen's mouth was as big as a bowl: "Hit your father? Your own father?"

"I can still have a stepdad?" Song Zixing smiled, "It's okay, it's not a big problem, it's just a video."

Xiao Chen's cell phone was dropped: "Are you still being videotaped?? You don't think it's a big problem??"

Song Zixing waved his hand: "Don't worry, there's a high probability they won't dare."

After half an hour.

Cheng Yi's phone call came first.

"What are you doing??" Cheng Yi rarely lost his temper, "Your family affairs can't be resolved privately? You think you're not popular enough, do you?!"

As soon as Song Zixing opened Weibo, he saw the six words "Zhang Tianyu hit his father" that were very conspicuous on the hot search list, as if showing off, followed by a shocked expression.

"It was an accident." Song Zixing sighed, regretting how he had developed a good habit of not beating women.

"As soon as Feiyue leaves, you start making troubles! I told you not to sign new people casually!" Cheng Yi said angrily, "Does he have to watch you every day so that nothing will happen?"

"That's not true." Song Zixing touched his nose, not daring to say that even if he was there, the consequences would be the same.

Cheng Yi scolded him, and Song Zixing put the phone away. He didn't touch the phone until he said the last sentence "Apologize well": "Yeah, I got it."

Cheng Yi was very angry with him, and after hanging up the phone, he sent him a long wechat message, telling him how to clean up.

The phone here just hung up when another one came in.

This time we are talking about Feiyue.

"Let's talk about it." Compared with Cheng Yi, Tan Feiyue's voice at this time is many times more pleasant, "What's wrong."

"Xiao Chen complained?" Song Zixing smiled, "He has no conscience."

"I have to know if he doesn't sue." Tan Feiyue said angrily, "You think I'm too popular, so you want to take the first place?"

Don't have a taste for these words.

"You also know that you are the most popular." Song Zixing was sour, "I had a lot of fun filming."

It was quiet for a while.

"That's acting." Tan Feiyue's tone softened, and after explaining, she became tough again, "Don't change the subject."

"I didn't do it on purpose." Song Zixing said very sincerely, "If I knew he posted the video, I would definitely not let them out of my room."

"..." Tan Feiyue asked, "Why, you still want to silence?"

"I apologize." Song Zixing finished teasing him, and said seriously, "This is my fault, I will try not to cause trouble before you come back."

Tan Feiyue was silent for a longer time this time.

Just when Song Zixing thought he was going to hang up by default, he suddenly said, "It's okay, with me here, nothing will happen."

Song Zixing was stunned for a moment, and then immediately complained: "Just now Cheng Yi scolded me, very fierce."

"I'll go and tell her." Tan Feiyue said, "Tell her not to scold you in the future."

Song Zixing smiled.

Really treat him like a child.