The stand-in of feigning death is subject to A and Cha

"I dont go."

Matisse never expected that Lin Xiaoshen would refuse after listening, and he did not hesitate.

Lin Xiaoshen drove away Lu Chenxing, and continued to lie down and read a book, "I would have released a solo collection a long time ago. My family and my teacher have all looked for it for me before, but I don't want to."

Matisse thought he looked down on those ordinary publishing houses, and kept emphasizing to him: "But the person who called just now was Mr. Brown, the head of Longman Publishing House, and he said that he liked your works very much, and he was also a friend of your teacher. "

"Over the years, friends who have pretended to be my teacher have made friends with me. Not one thousand, but eight hundred. I don't want to go."

Matisse didn't know at all that Lin Xiaoshen had lived a very rich life for the past two years, and he only needed to wave his hand to gain both fame and fortune.

But he didn't want to, he never lacked money and wealth.

As for fame, he experienced it when he was an agent.

Means nothing.

Lin Xiaoshen just wanted to be a salted fish worthy of the name.

But Matisse refused, and instead asked him, "Are you dissatisfied with Longman? Then we can also use it to find a more famous publishing house."

"I really don't want to release a solo album, it's too troublesome."

"No trouble, you just need to take out those paintings, and I'll help you talk about other things. I won't let you suffer, just lie down at home."

Matisse is more like his father than his father.

Lin Xiaoshen looked at him, as if seeing himself as a manager back then.

In the past, Ji Rufeng didn't want to shoot commercials, he just hated iron and steel, and suppressed his temper to coax him like a mother.

At that time, in order to coax the little ancestor, I really wanted to give him a two-person show to make him happy.

There was smoke in his throat when he scolded Ji Rufeng behind his back.

But now, he suddenly understood Ji Rufeng.

There is something that my mother's agent is urging her to die. It is really a torment.

Lin Xiaoshen closed the book and interrupted Matisse, "A friend invited me to have a drink at six o'clock. I really don't have time. If you really don't want to part with that publishing house, then you can help me talk, anyway, my You know the work."

"...People will be angry, right?"

"This is the only way. My friend is very important, so I have to go. Thank you for your hard work. Come back and bring you delicious hairy crabs."

Mattis ran away on the spot: "Am I the one who will be bought by hairy crabs?!"

in the restaurant.

Elegant piano sound, white as jade rose.

Matisse looked at the man in a suit and leather shoes opposite him, ignored the gloom on his face, and raised his glass with a smile: "Hi, Mr. Brown, my name is Matisse, and I am Mr. Lin's assistant. We just talked on the phone."

Is he someone who will be bought by hairy crabs?

Yes.

Gu Minglang moved away the bouquet of roses, held down the menu with his fingertips, and pushed it over, "Order what you want, I have something else to do, excuse me."

Mattis: "..."

If he ordered hairy crabs now, would Lin Xiaoshen bring them to him later?

"Mr. Brown." Matisse immediately stood up and stopped him with his hand. "If there is anything you are not satisfied with, we can talk slowly."

"My son doesn't like you."

"what??"

"So it might bite you. Let it go, I don't want to pay your medical bills."

"..." Matisse silently lowered his head and looked at the huge Samoyed.

Gu Minglang turned his head and asked the waiter to take down the candles, piano, violin, and the weird bouquet of red roses and the weird black velvet gift box.

Mattis felt something was wrong.

Why does it look more and more like a marriage proposal scene?

Did he go to the wrong place?

Matisse grabbed Gu Minglang who was about to leave, wanting to die to understand.

"Mr. Brown, did you recognize the wrong person? I'm Mr. Lin's assistant, and I'm here to discuss with you about publishing a personal album."

And you seem to be about to get down on one knee.

Gu Minglang didn't see Lin Xiaoshen, and this feeling of hopelessness made him very painful. For the first time, he couldn't hold back the expression on his face, and wanted to show all the negative emotions.

Gu Minglang's face was ugly: "I'll say it again, let go."

Then, regardless of Matisse's persuasion, he left directly.

Tuanzi sniffed the smell of Matisse, and walked around him, as if he didn't want to leave, until Gu Minglang turned his head, and then followed with his head drooping.

Before going out, he glanced reluctantly.

Matisse sighed: "Why is this man less polite than a dog?"

Then sit back and let the waiter not clean up, and he just eats it.

Here, Lin Xiaoshen took off his hat, sat down by the window, and looked at the person opposite, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Lu Qiuci raised his head, resting his chin on the back of his folded hands, "I miss you, what else can I do?"

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes are curved, and the voice is sweet and soft, as if it still has the innocence of a young man who has not been deeply involved in the world, which makes people not even the slightest bit defensive.But Lin Xiaoshen had seen the true face of this little beast, so he turned a deaf ear to it.

"Don't tell me I'm leaving."

Lu Qiuci then took out something and handed it to him, "Aren't you looking for Frank? I helped you find him."

Hearing that he found Frank, Lin Xiaoshen's eyes lit up immediately, and he almost stood up excitedly.

"Where is he? Why can't I get in touch with him?"

Lin Xiaoshen searched for Frank for half a month, but found nothing. As time went by, this made him feel extremely worried from being indifferent at the beginning.

He was afraid that something would happen to Frank.

Although they have had bad times, they still remain friends after all, and Frank has helped him many times.

Lu Qiuci didn't speak, and directly played a recording for him with his mobile phone - "Gu Minglang, are you finished?! I told me that enough is enough! I really have enough!"

"Get out! Get out! Get out of my house immediately!"

"Are you fucking worthy to intercede with me? Let me tell you that you are the most unworthy person in the world! It's all your fault!!"

"I still feel disgusted when I think about what happened that night! It's extremely malicious!"

"Lin Xiaoshen is dead, you still want to kill me, don't you!"

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the table falling to the ground, accompanied by an extremely angry "Get out!".

Lin Xiaoshen was dumbfounded by this recording, and stared blankly at Lu Qiuci, in disbelief: "It was Gu Minglang who kidnapped Frank?"

Lu Qiuci nodded: "And it's very likely that it was because of emotional disputes, maybe he was imprisoned just like you were imprisoned back then."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xiaoshen rushed into the bathroom and vomited.

He hugged the toilet and vomited faintly.

Thinking of this man kissing him, hugging him, and sleeping with him, Lin Xiaoshen felt so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

Gu Minglang is really not a human being, he is just a beast!

Thinking of how that thing of his had touched countless men and women, and then entered and exited his body, Lin Xiaoshen wished he could cut off his lower body.

The most hateful thing is that he didn't even let Frank go!

The former rivals in love can all be admired, is there a lower limit for Gu Minglang? !

nausea!

Disgusting!

After Lin Xiaoshen vomited, he went back, slobbered with a pale face, gritted his teeth and said, "Continue!"

"I don't know where Frank is imprisoned by him, so you can only find it by yourself."

Lin Xiaoshen frowned: "You want me to get close to Gu Minglang?"

Lu Qiuci was amused: "I didn't ask you to seduce him, but the fact is that he is on guard against me, and those little ducks outside can't play with him."

"Why do you think I can play with him?"

Lu Qiuci winked at him: "Because of your outstanding appearance and unparalleled talent, you can inspire all men's desire to conquer, especially him. And because you are the only one who will not be conquered by him, aren't you?"

Lin Xiaoshen looked into his eyes, from which he saw an extremely calm self.

A completely transformed self, completely different from two years ago.

"Everything has a price. What is the purpose of helping me with all your heart and soul?"

Speaking of this, Lu Qiuci smiled, and his tone suddenly became serious, "It's boring to stay in the American entertainment circle. I want to enter the entertainment circle, I want to be popular, and you are the only person who can help me."

"I think you overestimate me."

"Impossible." Lu Qiuci interrupted him mercilessly, "You created the biggest myth in the entertainment industry, and your ability is obvious to all." Lin Xiaoshen was silent, he didn't want to go back to his old job.

Because it means dealing with a lot of acquaintances.

"I want to be the second Ji Rufeng, I want to be your artist, your only artist."

Lu Qiuci stared into his eyes, "Ji Rufeng's career has been ruined, and I am the only one who has the opportunity to continue the myth for him. Don't you want this myth to continue to be born from your hands?"

He grasped Lin Xiaoshen's ambition and made good use of it.

After a while, Lin Xiaoshen got up.He stretched out a hand to him, and said with a smile: "Then, I wish us a happy cooperation."

Lu Qiuci shook his hand back: "Don't worry, I'm much more obedient than my brother."

As it turns out, he was totally farting.

A few months later, the number one demon king in the entertainment industry was born under Lin Xiaoshen. His heart disease, which had recovered, had a faint tendency to relapse.

The two went downstairs after discussing.

Just as Lin Xiaoshen was about to go out, he saw Matisse feasting in the restaurant, and stepped forward in surprise.

"Didn't you go to talk about my personal album? Why are you here? Are you...... Was proposed, or did the proposal fail?"

Matisse didn't ask the waiter to remove the things, so except for the black velvet gift box that was taken away, everything remained as it was, including the romantic and elegant piano and violin.

Lin Xiaoshen was extremely disgusted: "Why is your way of proposing marriage so vulgar? If I were the one who proposed, I would probably hit you to death."

Matisse sucked the scallop in his mouth and said, "It's not a marriage proposal, it's a misunderstanding. If I had known you were eating here, I would have stopped him just now. When that person saw that you didn't come, he left angrily. And they are going to let the dog kill me."

Lin Xiaoshen: "Is there something wrong with that person's brain?"

"I wonder if he has a crush on you, and wants to meet you in the name of helping you publish a personal album, and then propose?"

"Have you watched too many domestic soap operas? Whoever proposes to me like that, I'll beat him to death."

Lu Qiuci laughed from behind.

Mathis was stunned when he saw him.

Lin Xiaoshen noticed Lu Qiuci who was still following behind him, turned his head and said, "You go back first, and I will contact you after I find a suitable variety show. Although it may be just a small variety show, it is enough to be familiar with each other. Take your time. Don’t worry, I will definitely help you create a route that belongs to you, and I’ll wait to see you become popular.”

Lu Qiuci nodded, put on his mask and left.

Matisse still maintained the shock on his face, and asked Lin Xiaoshen: "It turns out that the friend you mentioned is him, and you actually know him."

"What's the matter, it's strange to know him?"

"Of course, he's very famous in foreign entertainment, he's a well-known talented singer, his lyrics, composition, and singing can be called deviant, and he's been criticized by countless people, but he doesn't change his life and death, but he's a mess."

Then I went to the Baidu entry and found all the information about Lu Qiuci.

Lin Xiaoshen, an elderly person who hadn't paid attention to the entertainment industry for several years, was stunned after watching it: "???"

It's so hot, let him take a fart!

A few days later, Lu Qiuci, who was playing games at home, received a call from Lin Xiaoshen.

"Okay, we can start working."

"What variety show did you choose? Farming or Extreme?"

"Neither of them." Lin Xiaoshen: "I held a concert for you, and we will make our debut directly at the C position, instead of going on variety shows."

"..." Lu Qiuci took off his earphones, "When?"

"Three days later."

This is not even a rehearsal time left him.

Lu Qiuci chuckled: "The time is so short, aren't you afraid I'll screw it up?"

"No, you'll be on fire."

A few days later, the two of them went viral together.