The stand-in Omega ran with the ball [entertainment circle]

"Who is he to you? Don't lie to me, Xiaochi." Before Fang Cheng left, he couldn't help but ask.

"Brother, he is my boyfriend, as he said, the one who could get married at any time. I just lied to you by saying that he is my bed partner. I just don't want to tell you about this relationship too early." Fang Chi Yi gritted his teeth and decided to lie to the end, so that his brother would stop nagging him, which would be a good way.

"But he doesn't know you, and he doesn't even know that you are allergic to seafood." Fang Cheng said worriedly: "You must not just let it go just because of...."

"Brother, I'm not that kind of person." Fang Chi said with a smile: "His family is rich, he also runs an entertainment company, he is so tall and handsome, and, most importantly, I don't know his pheromones well." Allergies, even liking. The most important thing is that Dad will not object to it. Isn’t such an Alpha with family background and ability the most suitable candidate in Dad’s mouth? Compared... Excellent."

Fang Cheng also noticed just now that when Shen Xingchuan released the pheromone, Fang Chi did not respond, but look at what kind of nonsense Fang Chi was talking about, his elder brother was going to be angry again: "What do you mean dad can Agree? Fang Chi, liking is the most important thing."

"Is liking really important?" Fang Chi looked at Fang Cheng and asked, "If liking is important, why haven't you married brother Heng? If liking is important, why did I become like this? , Liking is not that important, being suitable is the most important, family background is suitable, gender is suitable, isn’t it? Brother, how could you say that liking is the most important thing, aren’t you guilty? "

Fang Cheng was stunned and had nothing to say. After a long silence, he said, "Fang Chi, I will prove that liking is the most important thing, but you have to give me time, and you have to make it up."

"Brother, then you have to work harder." Fang Chi said with a smile: "Go back, it's very cold in the corridor, so I won't see you off, be careful on the way, and call me when you get back to the capital."

Fang Cheng said: "Then I'm leaving. After the Chinese New Year, if you have time, go home. If you don't want to see Dad, then go back and see Mom when he's not at home. She misses you very much."

"Okay, I see." Fang Chi hugged Fang Cheng, and said in a warm voice, "Brother, I have no chance, but you can, don't disappoint the people waiting for you."

"I know, then I'm leaving, you go back quickly, don't catch a cold." Fang Cheng rubbed Fang Chi's hair, turned and left.

The door was not closed tightly, Shen Xingchuan was sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette, and heard the conversation between the two brothers outside the door, he had a cold face, sharp brows sharply, and stared at Fang Chi who pushed the door and entered.

Fang Chi closed the door and went straight back to the bedroom. After 10 minutes, he washed and changed his clothes and came out, sat opposite to Shen Xingchuan, and said bluntly: "The last time I ate seafood with you, the reason why I didn't tell you is It's because I took allergy medicine in advance, and the seafood is so delicious, I'm hungry."

"En." Shen Xingchuan responded, continued to smoke, rubbed the half-burned cigarette into the ashtray, got up and said to Fang Chi: "Throw away the dumplings if you don't eat them, I'm going back."

"Shen Xingchuan." Fang Chi stopped him, and originally wanted to ask him if he was angry, but after thinking about it, he might be acting affectionate, even if Shen Xingchuan was angry, it was probably because of his brother's words just now. face, instead of being angry that I didn't tell him the truth. "goodbye."

"Oh fuck, call me, I'm leaving." Shen Xingchuan left without turning his head after speaking, and then the door of the house was shut heavily, and the sound of the elevator closing could be heard outside.

Fang Chi was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, and threw the dumplings brought by Shen Xingchuan into the trash can together with the thermos, then got up and poured himself a glass of red wine, with a cigarette in his mouth, entered the recording room, and continued to write about him. The unfinished song.

On the top of the page, "I will be fine" is written with a black pen. There is still a puddle of dried up water beside Junxiu's handwriting. Looking at the size of the circle, it is not difficult to guess what it is.

Fang Chi plucked the guitar twice, but only plucked twice. He suddenly couldn't find the emotion he had when he had to write this song, and he couldn't even remember the reason why he wrote this song at that time. , Is it because others have advised him to be good?Or is that person wanting him to be good?Or something else, in short, I can't remember it, it's just a few months, a few months, it turned out that it really changed his mood.

Fang Chi picked up the wine glass and drank the rest of the red wine. He touched his pocket and remembered that the cigarettes were left outside, so he got up and went out to get them. After a few minutes, he bent down and took out the thermos. He didn't go to get a cigarette again, because he remembered that he was going to participate in a live broadcast on Haishi TV Station on the fifth day of the lunar new year, so he should protect his throat temporarily.

Fang Chi glanced at the time, it was already one o'clock, he took out his mobile phone and called his brother, asking him if he got home safely, Fang Cheng had just got off the plane and was on his way home, while telling him that he wanted to eat, he told the driver to hurry up point.Fang Chi responded, chatted casually for a few words, then hung up the phone, then stared at the thermos bucket on the coffee table in a daze, finally got up, went to the bag he always carried, found allergy medicine and ate it, then sat back on the sofa, After opening the thermos, the shrimp-stuffed dumplings were still hot.

The dumplings stuffed with shrimps are very delicious and taste good. Compared with the food that Shen Xingchuan brought last night, the dumplings made by Shen Xingchuan's mother taste even better.Fang Chi actually ate it all in one sitting. Compared with the sauerkraut stuffed stuffing that he has always liked, he also likes the shrimp stuffed stuffing, but he is allergic to seafood. If he wants to eat it in the future, he needs to take allergy medicine, so he doesn’t think it’s necessary to like it up.

After Fang Chi finished eating the dumplings, he cleaned the thermos bucket, thinking about when to return it to Shen Xingchuan. After returning it to him, he should stop contacting him. The bed partner relationship will never develop into a love relationship. They don't like each other. There is no need for further entanglement with the relationship of non-resisting pheromones.

In the afternoon, Fang Chi was bored. He put away the song he couldn't write in the morning, wrote another song, and finished it in one afternoon. Then he took that song and left the house. Tang Ning, a good friend who was fooling around somewhere, called.

"Hello, where are you?" Fang Chi asked directly after the call was connected.

"Sleeping at home." Tangning's lazy and hoarse voice sounded, and then a rustling voice came over. It must be that he got up to pee, "Why, did you ask me out to have fun?"

"Didn't you have a good time last night?" According to Fang Chi's understanding, Tangning must have gone out to have a good time last night, otherwise it is impossible for her to be asleep at this point.

"Oh, hey with them, and you are two different things." Tangning went out of the bathroom, poured herself a glass of warm water, leaned on the open kitchen bar, and chatted with Fang Chi while drinking hot water, "They They are all stinky Alphas, but you are a beautiful Omega, I like being with you."

"It's disgusting." Fang Chi didn't care about Tangning's nonsense, put on a mask and hat and went out of the house, and said to Tangning, "I've written the song you invited, treat me to dinner tonight, Zeus Hotel, don't not going anywhere."

"Brother, you're embarrassing me. How can I get the location of the Zeus Hotel at this point?" Tangning said coquettishly, "Change to a place where you can eat and have fun."

Fang Chi quit: "No, I don't want to be high. I haven't had a serious meal all day. Why do I have to have a good meal on the first day of the new year? Please, please, if you don't please, I will tear up the music score."

"Please, it's a pity that you tore up what you wrote with so much painstaking effort." Tangning smiled, "I'll call now and bring the score to Zeus Hotel. I'll wait for you."

Fang Chi thought to himself that I didn't put all my heart and soul into it at all, it just took one afternoon, no, it took three hours to complete it, it was too simple, and he didn't need to waste any brains to get it done.

Fang Chi hung up the phone, turned around and closed the door, stared at the lock and looked again, and then reached out to change the password. This house has been bought for three years, and the password for three years has been used. Only three people know it, but now He wanted to change it, and never let Shen Xingchuan in again.

While waiting for the elevator, Fang Chi received a call from Qiu Xiaole: "Hey, Brother Le, happy new year."

"Happy New Year." Qiu Xiaole should be coaxing his three-year-old baby daughter, saying intermittently: "Fang Chi, today is the first day of the new year, do you know about the New Year?"

"I know, didn't you just say happy new year?" Fang Chi was puzzled, he got into the elevator, pressed the first floor, and waited for Qiu Xiaole's instructions.

"Have you checked your phone today?" Qiu Xiaole asked again.

"Brother Le, please speak up if you have something to say, but I didn't understand after a long time of guidance." Fang Chi said.

Qiu Xiaole said earnestly: "People are giving out red envelopes in the studio group, and I've already given out a few. Don't you, the boss, know how to give out red envelopes? What do people say about you behind your back?"

"Oh, why don't you just tell me to send out red envelopes in the group? There are so many oblique words." Fang Chi curled his lips, turned on the hands-free call, and then opened WeChat to find the job that he had set as Do Not Disturb for messages. After clicking on the group in the office, I found that everyone was giving out red envelopes, even Yang Shuo sent out many.

Yang Shuo, another partner of Fang Chi's studio, works part-time as his manager. It's really a part-time job and not reliable at all. He only shows his face when Fang Chi is asked to answer the notice. At other times, he doesn't know Where did he die, not even one-tenth of Qiu Xiaole's professionalism, Fang Chi sometimes really felt that it would be better not to have this manager and let Qiu Xiaole be the one.

"Young master, send out more, you don't need the money for those red envelopes." Qiu Xiaole urged.

"Understood, then I'll give you a red envelope, so hurry up and coax your daughter." Fang Chi said as he was about to hang up.

Qiu Xiaole reminded: "Well, remember to eat dinner, don't deal with it casually, what's more, today is the New Year."

"Got it, Brother Le." Fang Chi hung up the phone, sent ten red envelopes of two hundred in the group, and then sent a big five-digit red envelope to Qiu Xiaole alone.

Qiu Xiaole accepted it in seconds, and then sent another sentence: "Boss, why did you send it so big? After I accepted it, my heart trembled."

Fang Chi replied with a smile, what you have paid this year, you should, then clicked on the car-hailing software, called a car for himself, and was going to eat tonight's big meal.

The author has something to say:

Shen Xingchuan: My wife's heart has been shaken

感谢在2021-09-0119:10:23~2021-09-0219:11:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of happy fat man;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!