The villain's cannon fodder washes his whiteness by love variety show

"Ah! Scared me to death!"

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"The acting just now——huh."

Qu Mu held his mobile phone and refreshed his latest video all night without sleep. The first trending article on Weibo was a clip of him completing a task for the female ghost. Overnight, the interaction between Qu Mu Jiping and the female ghost became popular on the Internet.

Even the Internet celebrities who are on the hot search immediately posted a video imitating Qu Mu on a certain sound.

Many people left messages under Qu Mu's Weibo, asking him to learn acting skills while working with Ji Ping's partner. Most of the latest fans who followed him used Ji Ping's picture as their profile picture.

However, these fans never appeared under his comments, and Qu Mu couldn't help opening Ji Ping's super chat. Sure enough, there were already big fans in the fan circle calling on fans not to speak under Qu Mu's Weibo.

Although there are still many black fans in the comments, many passers-by or those who have just turned fans are complaining for Qu Mu. Qu Mu gritted his teeth and looked at those comments, and then clicked on WeChat to find Ji Ping's dialog box.

[Qu Mu: Are you asleep? 】

[Ji Landlord Ping: No, what's wrong? 】

Qu Mu sat up straight and typed out his confusion word by word.

[Qu Mu: Do you think it would be bad if I want to retaliate against those black fans? 】

Ji Ping didn't recover right away, Qu Mu only saw "Inputting" displayed on the top of WeChat, he felt uneasy, thinking that Ji Ping would persuade him that peace is the most important thing, and his heart was terribly entangled.

After the phone "ding dong", Qu Mu immediately clicked on WeChat.

[Ji Ping: You also said that they are black fans, what can't you complain about? 】

Suddenly, the phone rang wildly, Qu Mu opened it and saw that it was a message from Liu Lianping.

[Liu Lianping: You're too soft on the show crew, you're bullying you like this and you still don't talk back? 】

[Qu Mu: I already posted the screenshots on Weibo, and I can't do anything else. 】

[Liu Lianping: Damn, you should let Ji Ping teach you the things in the circle, look at me! 】

Before Qu Mu understood the meaning of Liu Lianping's words, he saw Liu Lianping hurriedly went online and forwarded Qu Mu's Weibo.

[Handsome guy Liu Lianping is also: No, no, there are still people who don't know that Ji Ping never posts @ others on Weibo?If Qu Mu @Ji Ping, and Ji Ping didn't reply @, would you still say that Qu Mu is cheeky and sticks to Ji Ping? 】

This person, Liu Lianping, behaved exactly like his appearance, arrogant and presumptuous, and immediately attracted all the firepower, and even went to Weibo to search real-time, and scolded those who scolded Qu Mu one by one.

The main source of criticism from the black fans was Qu Mu, who was inexplicably scolded by Liu Lianping, and immediately didn't know how to reply.This person Liu Lianping wants to create works and works, saying that his character is not good. He thinks that he has a strong character in Wei and Jin Dynasties, so he doesn't care at all.

Qu Mu sent a message to Liu Lianping, dumbfounded, thanking him for his righteous words.But he happened to notice the message Ji Ping sent him - "You also said that they are black fans, so there's nothing you can't complain about."

This guy Ji Ping, after waiting for so long, his feelings are for Liu Lianping to support him.

He suddenly regained his energy, and opened Weibo to reply to those who rashly ran to his Weibo——

[Qu Mu Garbage: With such poor acting skills, he deserves to be ridiculed by the crowd. 】

[Defeat: I can learn from my poor acting skills, but you can't be saved if you have a bad heart. 】

[Black material artist BISS: Isn't it just good-looking?They don't know anything, people who like Qu Mu are fools, right? 】

[Qu Mu: You know everything, but you are ugly and dark-hearted, you can only hide BB behind the screen. 】

[Innocent passer-by: If you jump your feet after a few words, can't you accept criticism as an artist? 】

[Qu Mu: I accept all the normal criticisms. I can’t accept the criticism that my whole family is dead. You are right, innocent people. [Screenshot of Passerby’s Weibo attached]]

Qu Mu couldn't understand that these people are ordinary people living in the sun, but they secretly gave him posthumous photos, set up mourning halls, and even put his head on the dead at various accident scenes. Could it be that their lives are Will it be relaxed and happy?

Another post popped up on Weibo mocking Qu Mu's stinginess, and just as Qu Mu was about to reply, comments popped up under that comment like mushrooms after rain——

[Hehe: Are celebrities cheating on others because they want to rape others online? ! 】

[Eating pears under the crabapple tree: I will hit you if I hit you, do you still have to choose a date? 】

【Luoluoluoluo: The wild dog barks at someone's door, can't the owner beat it?Retaliation is light. 】

[A Si: Still mentioning cyberbullying?Is it not cyberbullying to slander others with non-existent black material? 】

[Appearance is justice: I don't know if Qu Mu is a good person, but you must be an idiot! 】

The black fans were immediately defeated.

Qu Mu was inexplicably teary. It was the first time he felt such a huge and intense kindness. It turned out that apart from Ji Ping, who was with him day and night, there were such a group of people who would stand up for him.

***

Qu Mu was deeply touched, seeing the director in the small group of "The Formula of Love" excitedly sent a few messages in succession, to calm down, he called the director.

"Qu Mu? How can you post screenshots from the group on Weibo?!"

"Why, dare to do it but dare not admit it? For the good of the program group, I deliberately put it on the trumpet."

The director on the other end of the phone was furious. Qu Mu posted the screenshot on the trumpet, and it was confirmed that the program group was bullying the small. Qu Mu could only whitewash himself on the trumpet. Staff, too, will get a bad name.

"You look like this, how can we cooperate in the future? There are so many episodes!"

"It's okay if I don't want to continue being a demon, you have to agree to a few requests..."

While speaking, there was a sudden knock on Qu Mu's door.He put his eyes into the cat's eyes, and Ji Ping's magnified handsome face was reflected in his pupils.

Qu Mu opened the door, and Ji Ping actually held a cup of steaming milk in his hand.He shook his phone, motioned Ji Ping to sit down freely, and continued to stand in a stalemate with the director: "You must promise not to cut me badly, not to shorten my time on purpose, and not to trip me up in other places."

Ji Ping was next to him, and he heard the conversation between Qu Mu and the director clearly. He put the milk on Qu Mu's bedside table, turned on his phone, typed two words in the memo, and held it in front of Qu Mu.

"Agreement! Yes, we have to sign the agreement. That's it. My lawyer will draw up the agreement and send it to you in a few days."

After the conversation ended, Qu Mu put down his phone and turned to look at Ji Ping.

Ji Ping sat on Qu Mu's bed unrestrainedly, raised his legs, and admired him: "By inferring from one instance to another, it seems that you have learned very well."

"It's not because you teach well." Qu Mu sat next to Ji Ping with a smile. Simmons in the hotel was very soft. Qu Mu sat down on his buttocks, and his body was bounced by inertia, and he suddenly rubbed against Ji Ping, "Why are you here?" gone?"

"The lawyer just sent me a message about your pile of debts." Ji Ping just slightly raised his eyebrows at Qu Mu's approach, and stretched out his hand to stuff milk into Qu Mu's hand, "There are so many things tonight, you must I can't sleep, so I'm coming."

When the debt was brought up, Qu Mu became much more energetic. He approached Ji Ping, and his slightly long hair slapped Ji Ping's shoulder in a mess, like a feather fan, stirring Ji Ping's heart every now and then: "What did the lawyer say?"

Ji Ping sat next to Qu Mu naturally, and showed him his mobile phone. A message from Liu Lianping passed by in the middle: 【Didn't you tell me earlier?If it weren't for my lack of signal in the mountains, I would have fought for Qu Mu a long time ago. 】

Unexpectedly, Liu Lianping spoke for him, not all because of Ji Ping's relationship.

Qu Mu pretended not to see it, and clicked on the lawyer's message.

At the beginning, Qu Mu handed over all copies of those IOUs to Ji Ping's lawyer. Now the lawyer has verified that those signatures and fingerprints were all forged by Cui Shen using Qu Mu's previous signature and fingerprints on the labor contract. Now the evidence is convincing However, as long as Qu Mu files a lawsuit, Cui Shen is bound to go to jail.

"That is to say, I can pay off the debt?!" Qu Mu excitedly looked at Ji Ping, whether today is really a happy day, not only to clarify the rumors, but also to be surprised.

Ji Ping nodded, and added calmly: "However, you have some personal debts that are indeed signed by you, about 10,000+, not much."

Qu Mu smiled wryly, only Ji Ping would say that 10,000+ is not much.But he calculated a little bit, if he can take on a few more variety shows, maybe he can pay off the debt smoothly.

Qu Mu stared at Ji Ping's eyes, his eyes were full of starlight, and his expectant gaze hit Ji Ping's heart directly: "Although it is very old-fashioned, I still have to say, thank you."

A faint smile appeared on Ji Ping's face, he approached Qu Mu, and the distance between the two became closer and closer: "Is it not enough to talk about sincerity?"

"Then how should I thank you?" Qu Mu felt Ji Ping's breath hit his face, and couldn't help but lift his chin. He wanted to get further away from Ji Ping, but accidentally drew the distance between them.

Ji Ping approached Qu Mu silently, and the air between them seemed to become hot. His thin lips opened and closed. Under the yellowish light, Qu Mu blinked, but kept staring, not daring to close his eyes. superior.

"Ah."

It was still the familiar chuckle, but the tone was full of tenderness, and the hot breath left Qu Mu's lips quickly. Qu Mu unconsciously touched his lips with his index finger. Although Ji Ping didn't kiss him, but for some reason , he actually felt a feeling more shy than a kiss.

"Just pay the rent after paying back the money." Ji Ping pressed his backhand on the bed, his face was calm, but his knuckles were flushed, "It's your thank you."

"How much is the rent...?"

"That's eight thousand a month."

"Are you kidding me?!"

***

Enough laughing and laughing, there is one more urgent thing to do.

In order to sue Cui Shen, Qu Mu has to do a lot of preparations. Just the indictment and related materials have to be browsed and signed one by one. Ji Ping has already asked the lawyer to send an electronic file of these things. Tonight, the two of them will first Print out the electronic file, review it, and send it back to the lawyer.

"A lot of words—"

Qu Mu spread his hands and fell straight on the bed. In his hand was a newly printed document. He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and he was a polite office worker without speaking.

The silk shirt was loosely scattered on Qu Mu's body. Ji Ping had just checked a document and put it on the bedside table when he saw Qu Mu lying on the bed in disheveled clothes, drowsy.

Qu Mu's waist was still so narrow, and the slender waist was sunken in the mattress. Ji Ping stretched out his hand and made a slight gesture, feeling that Qu Mu's waist could be held with one hand.

"Snapped!"

Qu Mu was hit hard by Ji Ping: "Go and read the file."

"Got it - Teacher Ji -"