The group pet, Little Fatty, debuted in the C position

Cen Yun was driving, and it was not convenient to check Weibo, so he asked Wen Yuan what the current public opinion situation was.

Both Wen Yuan and Tao Zixuan have big hearts. After clearing their throats, you read one by one.

Wen Yuan pointed to the mobile phone: "Normally, the current idols are all created by the fast food culture, and all of them are template characters, and they are all fans of elementary school students who have no brains. It's too normal to be rude."

Tao Zixuan read out immediately: "Nowadays idols have high school education, do you expect this kind of person to know how to respect their predecessors?"

Wen Yuan continued: "I know this team. It's really arrogant. They named the limited-time group FIRST as soon as they debuted. I don't know who gave them the confidence."

Tao Zixuan followed closely behind: "That's right, I haven't said anything since I called the ES group."

After reading this sentence, Tao Zixuan paused, and shook his head: "This won't work, it's too fake to pretend to be loyal, and fans of the E·S group should also remember to change their idols. It's the anniversary portrait of Times One."

Wen Yuan also saw it, but he didn't comment, but looked at the next comment: "There is another one in their group, who seems to be the son of the director of Tiancheng Media, named An Wuxing, and it is said that he can't sing or dance. The other four people in the same team are far behind, and I don’t know how much money and resources his father spent to send him out.”

Tao Zixuan excitedly took a screenshot of this comment: "I'm going to send this to An Wuxing."

"Write down this comment." Cen Yun said suddenly, "Let the company and prepare to sue."

Wen Yuan took a screenshot of this person's homepage without slowing down, sent it to Cen Yun, and asked casually, "Why only sue him?"

"Evaluation and slander are two different things. As members of the public, it is normal for you to be evaluated. It is normal for many people to have prejudices against the idol industry. You can use your strength to reverse their prejudices." Cen Yun said.

"But slander is different. A fabricated sentence of slander may be passed on to hundreds of thousands of people, and finally become nothingness black material, which will follow you all your life."

Wen Yuan understood: "If this kind of remarks is not clarified and deleted, wherever An Wuxing's name appears in the future, it will always be accompanied by going through the back door and having no strength."

Tao Zixuan was replying to An Wuxing's message: "If Sister Cen sues, will An Wuxing still sue?"

Cen Yun stepped on the brakes, stopped at the intersection and waited for the traffic light.

"Report." Cen Yun replied very decisively.

"okay."

Wen Yuan followed Cen Qiuli's Weibo, and soon saw three-digit comments, which quickly exceeded two thousand.

As the popularity became higher and higher, the number of comment reposts also increased faster and faster.

Cen Yun was not too worried, she had already guessed that Qiu Li would take the initiative to post a small essay on Weibo.

"It's been so many years, and I haven't changed this habit." Cen Yun curled his lips, speaking with disgust.

……

Back at the company, Wen Yuan originally wanted to go directly to He Ciyuan's place, but before he found a chance to sneak away, Cen Yun called him to attend the physique class next door.

After class was over, it was already dinner time. The driver had been waiting for Wen Yuan near the company, and picked Wen Yuan back after work.

"I'm so tired at work." Wen Yuan lay on the leather sofa as soon as he returned, looking at the scenery outside the French windows.

He Ciyuan came out of the kitchen and put the freshly brewed plum tea on the coffee table: "Drink some."

Wen Yuan got up and picked up the cup, the sweet and sour plum fragrance filled his senses.

He took a sip, it was delicious!

He Ciyuan sat on another sofa, crossed his legs and watched all Wen Yuan's movements.

"How about it?"

"It's delicious." Wen Yuan gulped down the rest of the plum tea, and then continued to lie on the sofa, "It's really tiring to go to work."

"Tired more than training?"

"..." Wen Yuan honestly said, "Then I still choose to work."

He Ciyuan took out some documents - Xie Wen took care of most of Wentian's investment matters, but there were still a few matters that He Ciyuan needed to handle personally.

Wen Yuan lay on the sofa for a while, then sat up and played with the tablet again feeling bored.

He picked up the tablet and put his fingerprint on the unlocked place.

——[Fingerprint matching failed, please enter password]

The prompt that popped up on the screen showed that the fingerprint was wrong, Wen Yuan didn't take it seriously, thinking it was the first time it was wrong, so he stuck his finger on it again.

——[Fingerprint matching failed, please enter password]

"Huh?" Wen Yuan turned the tablet over and suddenly realized that his tablet was not brought out.

Then this...

Wen Yuan hugged the tablet, put his chin on the edge of the tablet, and looked at He Ciyuan expectantly: "This secret—"

"688742"

"Okay." Wen Yuan bent his eyes in satisfaction, entered the password, and successfully opened the tablet.

Cen Yun's actions were really quick, but within a few hours, the netizen who said that An Wuxing had gone through the back door has been issued a notice of prosecution, but the matter on Qiu Liyuan's Weibo has not been clarified or refuted.

"Since the incident has already started to rage, why not make it bigger so as to bring some attention to your new song." Cen Yun replied to Wen Yuan, "The production team of your OST TV series has contacted me. If it can be clarified, I will add more money."

Will add money!

Wen Yuan only heard the last three words.

Now the quotation for the OST of this duet with An Wuxing is 800 yuan, and the quotation for shooting a whole season of Survival in the Wild is [-] million yuan.

It adds up to almost 1000 million!

He wants to build new houses for the other little monsters in Yueyin Mountain, and he also wants to hang colored lanterns on Grandpa Huaishu.

Wen Yuan has completely fallen into how to control money in the future.

I want to buy another plane!The heights that he can't fly by himself can be achieved by the plane for him!

Thinking about it, Wen Yuan's hand even went to Taobao by accident, and searched for the price of the plane,

OK Fine.

Calm down.

The maintenance fee is higher than the purchase price, which is not something he can afford.

After calming down, Wen Yuan quit Taobao. He wanted to pass the time by clicking on the download king next to him, but he tilted his finger and accidentally clicked on a yellow folder next to him.

He originally wanted to quit directly, after all, it was someone else's tablet, someone else's folder, what if it was He Ciyuan's private secret.

However, as soon as the title in this folder appeared, it attracted all of Wen Yuan's attention.

—— "Investigation Report on Wen Yuanhe Ghost Demon Incident"

he?

And ghosts?

By the way, the ghost seemed to be staring at him and attacking.The haunted house was even weirder that time, and the weakened version of the ghost was even more afraid of myself.

Don't think about the details, it is simply written clearly: Wen Yuan has a problem!

This is considered a dereliction of duty by the authority without investigating him.

But even though Wen Yuan understood this, when he saw the investigation report, he still couldn't help feeling flustered.

The etiquette taught by Grandpa Huaishu told Wen Yuan that he could not read these things without saying hello, so Wen Yuan forked out the folder, turned the tablet over, and looked at He Ciyuan with a troubled expression.

Wen Yuan stared at it and became dumbfounded.

He thought about the relationship between himself and Zhu Xiaoyue.

Zhu Xiaoyue and Huo Tan said that he was stolen when he was just an egg.Wen Yuan didn't think much about it at the time, and felt that Zhu Xiaoyue was looking for him all the time, and he was very happy.

Thinking about it now, there are still a lot of bugs.

Zhu Xiaoyue is the only phoenix in the world, and Huo Tan is the Suzaku, one of the four divine beasts.Even Bai Ye, Yu Mingqing and the others valued themselves very much.

It stands to reason that these people at the top of the pyramid in the monster world are all there, who can steal themselves away?

Moreover, he is also very weak.

It's so weak that it doesn't look like the cubs of Suzaku and Phoenix.

Wen Yuan also thought before that the child of Suzaku and Fenghuang should be a very powerful bird monster.

And he... is just a person who barely took shape after more than 300 years, and even after the transformation, his spiritual power is so scarce that it is unique.

He Ciyuan removed the document from his lap, tapped his fingers lightly on his knee: "Do you want to keep reading it?"

"Ah?" Wen Yuan was startled, and then he smiled embarrassedly, "No, I just have a problem."

He Ciyuan leaned back on the sofa: "Did you see that document?"

Can you guess this?

Wen Yuan hurriedly sat up straight, and hastily explained: "I didn't click in on purpose."

"Yes, I know." He Ciyuan leaned over and poured another cup of plum tea for Wen Yuan, "If you have any questions, just ask."

He Ciyuan handed him the ladder directly, and Wen Yuan seized the opportunity to ask his own question: "I was stolen before... Is there something else hidden?"

"It is."

Wen Yuan opened his eyes wide, looking at He Ciyuan expectantly, waiting for his next words.

He Ciyuan, with his slender bones, crossed his hands clearly and rested them on his lap.

Wen Yuan continued to wait.

He Ciyuan looked at Wen Yuan.

without?Gone? ? ?

Wen Yuan fluttered his beautiful eyelashes and frowned, but he was still waiting.

Say something more.

He Ciyuan tilted his head back, looking at Wen Yuan very calmly.

Wen Yuan: ...It seems that it is really gone.

Wen Yuan took the initiative to attack: "What's the secret? The person who stole me...was very powerful?"

"Or, I'm not actually their child?"

Huo Junmo was the child of a good friend adopted by Zhu Xiaoyue and Huo Tan, so it's not surprising that they adopted him.

Maybe it was because I was afraid that I would have a psychological burden, so I specifically said that I was their lost cub.

Master Fenghuang and Master Suzaku are so kind!

When He Ciyuan heard what Wen Yuan said, he silently pursed his thin lips, knowing that Wen Yuan hadn't completely accepted Zhu Xiaoyue and Huo Tan.

He picked up the phone, tapped the keyboard on it without changing his face, and answered Wen Yuan's question.

"He who steals from you can manipulate evil."

"You are the cub of Zhu Xiaoyue and Huo Tan. Regarding other questions, I have guesses, but they haven't been confirmed yet."

Wen Yuan strikes while the iron is hot: "The third question, you are the main body, are you really not a Pixiu?"

He Ciyuan's tapping hand on the screen stopped.

"Huh?" He pressed send, put away his phone, his eyes lingered on Wen Yuan's face for a long time, "If I were Pixiu, what would you ask?"

Wen Yuan: "Huh?"

He Ciyuan narrowed his eyes: "Many matters and investment decisions of the company are made by Xie Wen, and I don't need to deal with them."

Wen Yuan: "?"

Wen Yuan was a little shocked and a little embarrassed.

"Could it be that Xie asked Pixiu?"

"Yes." On the Xie Wen vest, He Ciyuan answered very straightforwardly, and took off his vest indifferently.

Wen Yuan showed a dazed expression.

To make Pixiu serve him, then He Ciyuan must be a monster even stronger than Xie Wen.

But there are monsters more powerful than Pixiu that can be counted on one hand, and there is no one that fits He Ciyuan.

"It's not limited to monsters." He Ciyuan picked up the document again.

After being reminded by He Ciyuan, Wen Yuan came to his senses.

Could it be the Celestial Master?

Wen Yuan decided to ask Xu Keting the next time he met Xu Keting if he knew a particularly powerful celestial master.

Xu Keting is also a celestial master, so he must know better than himself in this regard.

Wen Yuan frowned and relaxed, then went upstairs and returned to the room humming a song.

He Ciyuan shook his head helplessly.

He took the initiative to give some hints, but Wen Yuan didn't expect Wen Yuan to be able to divert his thoughts to a thousand miles.

After Wen Yuan returned to the room, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into pajamas and rolled around comfortably on the bed.

Rolling and rolling, a very hard object was suddenly pressed against his waist, and he took it out for a look, only to remember that He Ciyuan's tablet was also taken up by him.

"I don't know if he wants to use it at night, so go and return it to him." Wen Yuan checked that the tablet was not crushed, and prepared to return it to He Ciyuan.

But there was no one in the living room downstairs.

When I went to the study, I saw only a dark room.

"It's so difficult to go back to the room?" Wen Yuan muttered a few words, and carried the tablet to the door of He Ciyuan's room.

This was the first time Wen Yuan came to He Ciyuan's room, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Crack."

The door opened, Wen Yuan held the tablet, and opened his mouth blankly.

In his sight, the beautifully shaped and well-defined abdominal muscles were stained with water.

Wen Yuan loosened his hand, and the tablet fell from his arms.