Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

The light in the room was not turned on, and the light was very dim. When Gu Chen got up, the upper half of his face was just hidden in the shadows. Coupled with his dim eyes, his handsome face looked extremely terrifying.

Fang Zhuo's fingers trembled, wanting to slap himself, how hurtful those words were, one could tell from the boss's expression that old wounds had been uncovered.

"I reckon that the boss has suffered similar injuries before, otherwise the reaction would not be so great."

233 gloated, "He's going to die of anger."

Fang Zhuo turned to the system in his heart, and licked his lips with a dry smile, "I mean, you usually dress maturely, and you always comb your hair back. You have the charm and momentum unique to successful people. This is Good thing."

Gu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, Fang Zhuo's scalp exploded, and he said alertly, "I used the wrong words just now, I punish myself to sleep next door tonight."

After speaking, she wanted to run, but was dragged back by the man by the collar.

"I look like I'm in my early thirties?"

The man pursed his lips, laughing unexpectedly, it was too horrifying, not only the scalp was blown apart, but also the fine hair all over his body.

Fang Zhuo pointed out with a wrinkled face, "Mr. Gu, your focus is wrong."

I have boasted so much, why do you only remember this sentence, it is unscientific.

Gu Chen pushed the man to the side of the bed, and slowly began to unbutton the young man with his fingers, asking each time he unbuttoned, "Am I looking old?"

Fang Zhuo is like a kind father who takes care of his crazy son. He takes the trouble and repeats over and over again, "No, trust me."

In the end, seeing that the other party really didn't believe it, he spread his hands and fell back in despair.

It seems that what I said before, "The big deal is pain in the butt", is really going to come true, and I must not say such words in the future, and I will suffer in the end.

Gu Chen continued to work on the farm. After planting strawberries in the flat place in front, he went to cultivate in the two hills behind.

Fang Zhuo felt sorry for the precious land and cried. The man breathed heavily and deliberately pushed the plowshare forward.

After plowing the ground, Mr. Gu leaned on the head of the bed and smoked an afterthought cigarette for the first time.

Fang Zhuo lay on his chest, exhausted.

Gu Chen touched the young man's cheek, and looked over the smoke to the dark wall ahead, "I am indeed older than you, much older."

Fang Zhuo thought that the man was still trying to make ends meet, and was just trying to comfort him with a few words that you are not old, so he shut up in time, isn't it insulting to say this, and it is inevitable that he will have to accompany the big brother to another busy farming.

So he resolutely closed his mouth and said nothing.

The man didn't seem to need him to say anything more, and continued, "The things I have met, the people I have seen, and the scenery I have seen are much more than you. I am more than you not only in age, but also in experience. The place where I live is surrounded by rolling mountains and rivers, and there are no entertainment activities that you like..."

"I'm afraid you'll regret staying with me in the future."

Fang Zhuo blinked, blinked again, and finally realized that the boss was referring to the real world.

"No." Fang Zhuo is not a person who likes to be tired, but at this moment he really wants to climb high, so he presses Gu Chen's head to his chest and hugs him tightly.

A very awesome man, now he is like an insecure child who is worried about being abandoned, which makes people feel distressed.

Fang Zhuo raised his head and kissed the other person's chin, stretched and hugged his waist, "No matter what you look like or what your status is, I will love you."

It has nothing to do with your age, experience, or family background.

There was a sudden "ding--" sound from the ground, Fang Zhuo caught a glimpse of the light in the man's trousers pocket just in time.

He pointed, "You have new news."

Gu Chen grabbed the young man's hand and stuffed it into the thin quilt. There was a trace of surprise and ecstasy in his suppressed voice, "Do it again."

What a fart, it will be broken if you come again.

In the end, the facts proved that Fang Zhuo didn't understand himself well enough, there is no place in this world that can be destroyed by pears.

Early in the morning, David knocked on the door with breakfast.Not surprisingly, it was Mr. Gu who opened the door.

Gu Chen was wearing a bathrobe, his hair was still dripping, he had obviously just come out of the bathroom.

David followed the door, put his hands on his knees like a primary school student, and sat upright on the sofa in the living room, his gaze followed the man's back until it was blocked by the closed door.

He retracted his eyes regretfully and pricked up his ears.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Zhuo came out refreshed and sat down at the dining table to have breakfast, followed by Gu Chen also came out, wearing a suit tie and black leather shoes, the difference is that today's tie is royal blue with dark tattooed.

The color is bright but not delicate, it is far from Mr. Gu's previous black, white and gray style, and looks a little younger.

After the meal, Gu Chen left the film and television city and returned to the company, while Fang Zhuo and David rushed to the shooting location.

David was silent all the way, and finally couldn't help it anymore, "You deserved the tie?"

Fang Zhuo shook his head, "He built it himself, not to mention, it looks pretty good."

David clicked his tongue twice, "Why did you suddenly change your style? It's a bit flamboyant."

The tie was delivered by the secretary before dawn. In addition to royal blue, there are also sky blue and dark red, and even a bright yellow one. The color is not at 01:30.

Fang Zhuo knew in his heart that although the boss didn't say anything, he still cared a little about what he said about his old-fashioned clothes.

Hey, this is just an old boy who likes to get into horns and is sullen.

Thinking of this, Fang Zhuo suddenly froze for a moment, "Brother Ah San, how big is the boss?"

233 was annoyed, "How do I know, you'll know if you can't measure it with a ruler."

Fang Zhuo blushed, he didn't expect the system to be so open-minded, and he was willing to bow down, "I'm talking about age."

233 was suspiciously silent for a long time, and said in a muffled voice, "It's very big."

Fang Zhuo's attitude became cautious, "How big is it?"

233. "Bigger than you can imagine."

Fang Zhuo, "..." The style of painting is too peculiar, I can't continue talking today.

When we arrived at the set, the staff were having breakfast, and Brother Yi was among them.

Now he intends to make friends with Fang Zhuo, and his attitude is much warmer than before, "Have you eaten yet?"

Fang Zhuo nodded, then pointed to the rookie makeup artist who was waiting anxiously, "I'll do my makeup first."

The first brother took a look at the rookie and stopped him, "Mr. Gu didn't even give you a professional one, why don't you use me?"

Fang Zhuo, "No, she's fine."

Everyone is a rookie, just let her practice more on her face.

After putting on makeup and putting on costumes, wait for the first brother and the heroine to arrive in place one after another, and with the director's order, the work will officially start.

During the intensive shooting, time passed quickly, and after a week and a half, Fang Zhuo's scene was finished.

Gu Chen personally came to the crew to pick up the people and sent them back to the villa area in Lishan.

Stepping into that house again, Fang Zhuo felt a subtle sense of long-lost when he saw all kinds of furnishings and furniture that didn't move at all.

It was as if he had been away for many years.

The housekeeper hadn't seen him for a long time, his old eyes were moist, "Young master, are you tired, sit down for a while, I'll get you a glass of water."

Gu Chen tore off his tie, leaned back on the sofa, stretched his arms over the back of the chair, as if he was half-embracing someone in his arms.

Uncle Fu saw that the two had a good relationship, put down the water glass with a smile on his face, and when he turned his head to look at Gu Chen, his face became tense, "Master, that one is here."

Gu Chen frowned, "Where's the person?"

Uncle Fu pointed to the upstairs, "In the guest room, you came here just after going to work this morning, and insisted on staying. At noon, he said he wanted to take a nap, so I arranged for him the guest room at the end of the second floor."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps came from the stairs behind.

The messenger walked down with his hands on the back of his head, "I finally waited for you back."

Gu Chen's attitude was indifferent, "What's the matter?"

Fang Zhuo also looked over curiously, it was the stranger he had seen in the boss's study last time.

The messenger waved to Fang Zhuo, "Mr. Fang, I heard that you have accepted a movie recently, how do you feel?"

This person is a little familiar.

Seeing that Gu Chen didn't seem to like him very much, Fang Zhuo smiled politely and lowered his head to drink water.

The messenger shrugged nonchalantly, fell on the independent sofa next to him, and smiled at Gu Chen inexplicably, "I planned to talk to you in the study, but it doesn't matter if you want to talk here, I'm free."

The stranger's attitude towards Gu Chen was very strange.

He seemed to be fooling around, but in fact he was on guard all over. Fang Zhuo noticed that his fingers were clenched tightly all the time, which was a sign of nervousness.

The atmosphere in the hall was a bit weird. As Gu Chen's silence lasted longer, the strange man's hands clenched tighter and tighter. After a while, he actually started shaking his legs.

Fang Zhuo looked back, took a sip of tea, "I'll go to the study on the third floor to read the script."

To be honest, he was actually a little guilty, he had never been to Gu Chen's study room, he was afraid that the man would disagree.

"Go, I will go up to accompany you after I finish talking with this gentleman."

After getting the consent, Fang Zhuo was secretly excited, and walked upstairs with a smile, but stopped halfway to listen.

233 ridiculed, "You can't hear the mental retardation."

Fang Zhuo frowned, "How do you know?"

"Even I can't hear it, let alone you." 233 said, "They should use space shielding."

As the name suggests, all the sounds in that space cannot be heard by the outside world.

Awesome wow.

Fang Zhuo gave up his plan to eavesdrop and went up to the third floor.

The third floor had excellent lighting due to the structural problems of the ceiling. When the door was opened, a safe was seen in the corner.

The safe is exquisite in shape, and it looks very expensive at first glance. There are inconspicuous marks on the wall behind the safe. There should be a safe here before.

Fang Zhuo asked the system, "I remember you said earlier that there are two safes in the study."

Three films were installed in one safe, and the system of one safe could not be opened.

Something that even Brother Ah San couldn't detect must be the mission safe, such an important thing, but now it's gone.

Small footsteps sounded in the corridor, the butler knocked on the door and came in. The young master was sitting on the boss chair of the eldest master and circling.

He put the tray on the desk, "The young master and that gentleman should have a long chat, let's have something to eat first."

In the tray were fruit juice, apples cut into rabbits, and small biscuits baked by the cook who had never met.

Fang Zhuo squeezed the biscuit and put it in his mouth, "Fu Bo, do you know what that person wants from Gu Chen?"

The butler said blankly, "I don't know."

Fang Zhuo bit the juice straw into his mouth, "Guess."

Butler, "I can't guess."

Fang Zhuo was at a loss as the housekeeper refused to enter. He sighed and lay down on the table, turning his head to look at the bookcase on the right.

Gu Chen's bookcase is embedded in the wall, occupying almost the entire wall, at least a few hundred books.

The butler quietly waited aside, "Which one do you want to read, I will get it for you."

Fang Zhuo skimmed through the titles of the books and kept shaking his head. Reading too many obscure things would easily lower his IQ. He should maintain the status quo.

Gu Chen's desk is very clean, the documents are neatly placed in the upper left corner, and the stationery is lying quietly in the upper right corner.

The strange thing is that there is only a mechanical pencil and eraser for drawing in the pen holder, and there is no fountain pen for men to write.

Fang Zhuo asked curiously.

Uncle Fu smiled and said, "Master's pens are always carried with him, they are very precious."

"Did someone give it to you?" Fang Zhuo thought most likely it was given by his parents when they were still alive.

The housekeeper said no, "Young master bought it himself."

Fang Zhuo became very interested in this pen, "What kind?"

"It seems to be made of wood. I'm old, so I can't remember clearly." The housekeeper recalled, "The young master bought that pen when he was 16 years old. It has been used until now. It is not broken, but it looks old. gone."

"I mentioned it once before to ask him to change to a new one, but he refused. His face has been dark for a long time." After speaking, the butler smiled to himself, his eyes filled with kindness.

Fang Zhuo subconsciously calculated that when Gu Chen was 16, he happened to be 12, and he also received a pen, which was also made of wood...

A thought flashed through his mind, and he was about to grab it when he was interrupted by the butler, "The young master is a very dedicated person, as you can tell from his attitude towards a pen."

The corner of Fang Zhuo's mouth twitched, Uncle Fu, you are too obvious.

But it is undeniable that Gu Chen is indeed very dedicated, he has changed so many shells, men will still love him as always.

Compared with the warm atmosphere upstairs, the atmosphere downstairs is much more tense.

The messenger had long since lost his previous foolishness. He stood in the middle of the hall, guarded all over his body, "It's useless for you to stare at me. I'm also obeying orders."

Gu Chen was still sitting on the sofa, what was different from before was the breath on his body.

Introverted and peaceful have long been replaced by sharpness, like a beast ready to launch a deadly attack at any time.

"Leave if you don't want to die."

The messenger said, "You can't kill me. Although I am not as capable as you, our body structure is the same, and it all comes from the power of the Lord God. If you die, you will divide me..."

Before he could utter the last word, a terrifying force appeared in his body out of thin air, tearing his body apart from the inside out.

The white code was floating in the air, and it took ten minutes to recondense.

The messenger's body recovered as before, and his spirit was sluggish. It seemed easy to reorganize his body, but it was very difficult to operate.

He has a headache now and just wants to sleep.

Gu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's okay if you don't want to leave, but you can't interfere with me."

The messenger's head hurt even more, "I don't need to interfere with you, but you can't interfere with Fang Zhuo's fate either."

Whether it is him or Gu Chen, they can use any identity to walk in various small worlds, except that they cannot interfere with the fate of the characters. This is an illegal operation.

In the small world, people are always inextricably linked. If the fate of one person is changed, the fate of others will also be affected.

Today you interfere with one, and tomorrow I interfere with one, and the world will be in chaos.

And really did, where to put the rules.

"Your strength was not complete before, and your memory will be erased when you enter the small world. It is barely a violation, but this world is not good. This is his real past. You can't make a move."

Gu Chen was unmoved.

The messenger was so worried that his hair was about to fall out, "Your appearance has already had an impact on his life. Believe me, he won't be as memorized as he was in his previous life."

Gu Chen kept a straight face, and said the same words, "Get lost."

The messenger is going crazy, just kidding, there will be punishment if the supervision task is not completed, "I won't leave, even if I'm killed!"

As soon as the words fell, his body was disintegrated again. When he reunited, he felt that his whole body was not good. Standing and panting was torture.

Gu Chen curled his lips silently, his pupils were bloodshot, "Then stay here."

The messenger was so frightened by the laugh that he hiccupped and didn't even have the strength to open his mouth, so he could only curse lightly in his heart, beast, devil.