rebirth of the nasty

In order to give Jin Muyun a different birthday than usual, Fang Zijin can be said to have taken great pains.

As early as a month ago, he mysteriously left early every day and learned a little basic baking behind his back. Now that he got up early in the morning, he asked the hotel to borrow the kitchen, I made a cake embryo that was barely cooked but not battered, spread whipped cream on it, pasted several kinds of fruits, and then took a photo—so that even if the cream collapses, people can remember that it was still alive when it was alive look like.

When Jin Muyun saw him leaving with a clumsy excuse before, he guessed that the other party had something to hide from him, but Fang Zijin seems to be quite well-behaved recently, as long as he is not doing something beyond his bottom line, he will turn a blind eye Close your eyes.Just waiting for Fang Zijin to open the door and come in, and seeing a solitary cream cake with a melted surface on the cart he was pushing, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows in surprise, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Fang Zijin was actually a little frustrated. It was too difficult for him to whip the cream and keep it in shape. He was barely successful when he was studying before, but when he arrived in Hai Province, maybe it was because of the different temperature that he didn't grasp the time well. , failed again.In order to make up for it as much as possible, he walked as fast as possible on the way from the dining room kitchen to the room, but he still couldn't make it to the house, and the trembling cream collapsed into sweet ruins.So Fang Zijin looked at the recipient of the gift he had worked so hard to prepare, and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother, happy birthday, I tried my best, but my hands are disabled, and I did too badly... Then what, just take a formality, don't eat it also……"

Jin Muyun nodded and approached the cart, tilted his head and looked at him with a smile: "So it's my birthday, and you still don't allow me to eat cake?"

Fang Zijin scratched his head: "Oh, bro, that's not what I meant—I meant that this one is too ugly..."

Jin Muyun lowered his head for a serious look, reached out to pick up a strawberry and threw it into his mouth carelessly, and said, "It's not ugly, and the taste is not bad."

Only then did Fang Zijin show off his face and patted his head, feeling embarrassed: "Ah, that's good..."

When Jin Muyun picked up the knife and was about to cut the cake, Fang Zijin suddenly remembered something and reached out to stop him: "Brother, wait!"

Jin Muyun looked over suspiciously, and then saw that the other party found a bag of candles from under the cart, counted 31 candles carefully, and stuck them next to the edge of the cake.This 6-inch small cake, the cream has almost melted, and the candles are barely standing in the pile of fruits, like a group of defeated soldiers who escaped from the artillery fire.

After lighting all the candles in this circle, Fang Zijin looked at Jin Muyun with bright eyes: "Brother, make a wish!"

Jin Muyun closed his eyes obediently, but thought inappropriately in his mind: If Zijin had a girlfriend in the future, would he have to spend so much time preparing a birthday present for her?

When he opened his eyes, he saw Fang Zijin holding a few pieces of cloud-shaped dark chocolate and handing it to him: "Brother, happy birthday!"

If the cake was barely in Jin Muyun's expectation, then this piece of chocolate, he really did not expect it.After all, it is common sense to send cakes on birthdays, but chocolate does not seem to be part of this common sense.

The not-so-delicate chocolate seems to have only gone through the process of melting and pouring into the mold, without much technical content, and even the failure of temperature adjustment caused the sugar to precipitate many white irregular lines on the surface.

Jin Muyun stared at the pile of "clouds" in his white palm, and after a while, he picked up one and put it in his mouth. After eating it, he found that there was a universe inside - cranberry fruit and rum were wrapped in it.

He nodded: "It tastes good!"

Fang Zijin smiled shyly, with a slight dimple on his face: "Hey, that's good. I've been working on it for a long time, and only these few are successful."

After eating the chocolate, I tasted the fruitcake. The taste was not that good. Even the strawberries were sour because of the sweetness of the chocolate.But Jin Muyun felt that everything was just right: even if it was just a bonbon chocolate that was not so successful, even if it was just a fruit cake that collapsed into a pile of milky white ruins, the appearance of failure did not have much influence on the taste after all, but because they were not perfect The shape allows people to intuitively feel the creator's intentions and efforts.

Jin Muyun is usually busy with work, and when he is rarely free, apart from exercising and practicing Sanda, he prefers to stay indoors and relax; as for Fang Zijin, it is because he is lazy and doesn't want to go out.So in the past few days in Hai Province, the two of them stayed in the hotel except for going out to the beach every day, and filled the few days of vacation travel with the word "house".

The heat of Xiaodoudou's plagiarism incident cooled down in less than a week.Even though he understood that forgetfulness is a characteristic of people who eat melons, Fang Zijin was still a little angry in his heart, and felt more and more that the change of "Feng Hua" should be put on the agenda.When he told Jin Muyun about this matter, he thought he would get the full support of the other party—just like other things recently—unexpectedly, Jin Muyun, who was packing his luggage, hesitated for a moment, and said lightly: "Well, you first pay Come up with a plan, let me see if it is necessary to invest.”

Although the reason told Fang Zijin that there was nothing wrong with the other party's response, it was really hard to accept it emotionally: It was clear that everything was fine before, what's going on today?

Fang Zijin's face is like a piece of honest transparent glass, and his psychological activities are fully revealed through the change of expression on his face.Before it was time to put it aside, Jin Muyun saw the other party showing such an expression of grievance like an abandoned puppy, so it was time to comfort him, but because of a new decision he made quickly in his heart just now, he endured it: let him hang out now , give him another surprise at that time, so that he will be happier.

The atmosphere on the return flight was not so harmonious and relaxed, and there were still a few hours left. Fang Zijin sulked alone, asked the flight attendant to take a small blanket and U-shaped pillow and fell asleep on the back of the chair.

Regardless of how clumsy his "sleep escape" trick is, but in terms of "revenge on the other party", it is really applicable to Jin Muyun: when he became the brother-in-law, it was determined that as long as the brother was sad , his worry index will be proportional to the future.Therefore, even though Jin Muyun was holding the magazine on the plane seriously, he didn't turn over a few articles after reading it for a long time.

The two special assistants in Jinshi who have just returned to the office reluctantly after finishing overtime on the weekend, miss their boss very much at the moment, and even feel that the life assistant "Xiao Fang" is so cute: this The two of them never came back, and the documents they piled on the floor were almost as high as the desktop.

Of course, they don't know at this moment that their boss, who is on the return flight, is planning another "surprise" for the lovely "Xiao Fang" assistant that requires their troubles to execute.

Recently, Mei Youfeng has a lot of money because of the continuous rewards, and these things bring him not only material support, but also spiritual encouragement.Having tasted the pain of running out of ammunition and food, he was not dazzled by the sudden increase in income and chose to be a full-time writer. Instead, after a few days of serious consideration, he decided to continue working as a part-time job, and then took the time to go to the library to study. Make your text more weighty.

That day he suddenly remembered to log on to the ID of "Mengmeng Xiaocharou", went to look at the data, and found that "Qing Yu" had suddenly increased a lot of clicks and comments in a few days, he was a little puzzled for a while, and then opened the catalog Checking the comments on the website, I found that many people wrote that they came from Weibo.He was a little curious when he saw this, so he logged on to the account that had been useless for a long time specially built for the ID "Mengmeng Xiaocharou", and searched for "Qing Yu", and the most popular content in the results was that "Qing Yu" was published Taobao store owner plagiarized.

Mei Youfeng studied it for a long time before he realized that this big V with more than 20 fans called 95423 is his fan, and he is complaining for himself.His excitement at the moment is really hard to express. He wanted to type a few words of thanks on the keyboard, but found that at this moment, words were not enough to express his feelings, so he wrote a few words in the forwarding column with trembling hands, " Thank you very much!" Then I hit the enter key.

When Fang Zijin went home and turned on his mobile phone, he saw that his special follower reposted his Weibo, and his eyes narrowed with joy.

Jin Muyun, who had been paying attention to him silently, saw his sudden emotional change, and always felt uncomfortable.Especially when Fang Zijin went home and went into the room and said that he was going to start writing a plan, this feeling of displeasure became more and more obvious.

Now Jin Muyun is not so much angry with Fang Zijin as he is angry with himself.He knew that the other party's activeness was only due to his obsession with idols, but when he thought that the other party's activeness also meant to listen to his own words, he became more and more unhappy: I am obviously preparing surprises for him, so why should he write What plan?How can you be so stupid that you can't see it at all?

In the end, Fang Zijin's plan was written out.Although not perfect, he has done his best.Jin Muyun also respected his efforts, read it carefully, and taught him how to modify it—but he always had to find some faults, and he kept procrastinating, which almost wore out Fang Zijin's patience.

It was not until the week before Fang Zijin's birthday that he received an invitation letter and a document from his brother.

"This is the contract that "Fenghua" authorizes Yunxuan Media to produce TV dramas and movies, etc. The invitation letter is for the public audition of the "Fenghua" TV drama crew... Yunxuan Media used to be my personal company, and now I will transfer it to you. A birthday present."

Fang Zijin had countless thoughts in his mind: Oh, it turns out that Jin Muyun is not messing with me...so he has been preparing birthday presents for me...

After his brain finally processed all the information, he was so excited that he yelled, "Thank you brother!" Then he threw himself on Jin Muyun, hung his arms around his brother like a monkey climbing a tree, and hugged him hard.

How could Jin Muyun expect the other party's sudden and unexpected behavior, he has been very defensive after years of martial arts training, and he almost didn't throw the other party out.But after restraining his body's instincts and embracing him back, such an intimate movement healed him like a patient suffering from skin hunger.

[The author has something to say]:

Chapter 33 was written two years ago, and some chapters are quite boring looking back now, but at the time it was boring and at the same time added a little bit of plot, now it is tasteless, and it is very difficult to change, so this In the second revision, only a few typos OTZ were changed.Fortunately, after chapters 34 to 62 are the results of this year's overhaul, it is not so boring, if there are readers who can be patient to read this, then it should be much easier later OTZ