Why did I bring forty pounds of bricks to the variety show?

Xiao Jiang Wangye really followed him back.

In the same building, and next to each other, the layout of Yue Lianzhou's room is not much different from that of his stepfather's room, except that there are few things.

In the living room, there is a coffee table, a row of solid wood sofas, no TV on the TV cabinet, and a water dispenser on the wall.

There are some tile paintings on the wall that look very suitable for the elderly, such as flowers blooming and wealth, and Guanyin giving birth to children, highlighting a festive occasion.

Without Jiang Wangye asking, Yue Lianzhou introduced himself first.

"My parents were on a business trip here recently, so they brought me here with them. The house is rented, and the paintings on the wall are posted by the landlord, which does not represent my aesthetics. Above."

As he spoke, he poured him a glass of water: "The glass is new, don't you dislike it?"

Jiang Wangye took a few sips from the cup, showing with actions that he really did not dislike it.

Yue Lianzhou laughed again.

Jiang Wangye found that he really likes to laugh, he seems to have a kind temperament no matter what, and he looks very good-natured.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yue Lianzhou supported the table and raised his chin: "Are you really not afraid that I will pour medicine into the cup, and you wake up to find yourself lying in the bathtub with your kidney cut off?"

Jiang Wangye: "..."

Yue Lianzhou looked at his gradually serious expression, and his smile froze: "Damn, do you believe me?"

The 15-year-old Jiang Wangye was too shameless. He was obviously a little skeptical because of these words, but he didn't want to show his timidity on the surface.

So he just shook his head: "No."

But put the glass down.

Yue Lianzhou had an uncertain expression on his face, as if he was holding back a smile, but also seemed a little distressed.

"Really," Yue Lianzhou thought for a while, "kid."

After speaking, he turned around and found a box of biscuits out of nowhere, after thinking about it, he found another box and put the two boxes in front of Jiang Wangye.

"Which one to eat?"

Jiang Wangye chose the box far away from him, not forgetting to look at Yue Lianzhou's expression.

Yue Lianzhou hesitated to speak, but without poking him, he tore open the package and stuffed two pieces into his mouth.

Only then did Jiang Wangye tear open his box.

He walked around in the afternoon, and he hasn't eaten anything until now. He was already hungry, and he ate up the whole box in a short while.

Yue Lianzhou watched him finish eating, and handed Jiang Wangye half of the water he had just drank to him.

Jiang Wangye hesitated this time, but still picked up the glass and drank up the water.

Looking at his expression, Yue Lianzhou couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Jiang Wangye pursed his lower lip with a serious expression: "What are you laughing at this time?"

Yue Lianzhou didn't answer, but asked, "Are you full?"

"En." Jiang Wangye nodded.

"My parents don't live here, so only my room has a bed, you sleep with me?"

Jiang Wangye hesitated for a moment.

At this moment, voices were faintly heard in the corridor.

It's mother and stepfather.

Jiang Wangye walked over quickly and stood at the door, he could vaguely hear a familiar voice without opening the door.

"Don't worry, Xiaoye is such an adult, how can he lose it? Maybe he went to find a friend..."

Jiang Wangye heard his mother interrupt his stepfather: "How can he have any friends here? Usually I ask him to go out to find friends and he won't go out."

The stepfather said a few more words of comfort.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Jiang Wangye looked out through the peephole on the door.

In the deformed world, the stepfather is supporting the mother, and the two are supporting each other. They seem to be a very loving and happy couple.

When I walked to the door, my mother sighed and said in a low voice: "If I knew it, I wouldn't..."

Through the door, the voice was too low to be heard clearly.

nothing?

Don't you always let him give in to Li Youjie?Don't you ignore him so much?

Don't marry here?

Or...wouldn't have given birth to him?

Jiang Wangye stood blankly, as if he was being punished.

Suddenly, someone gently grabbed his shoulders and pulled him over.

"Jiang Wangye." The person in front of him called his name softly.

Jiang Wangye looked straight into his eyes, and after a while, he said hoarsely, "Yeah."

"Teacher Jiang, what are you thinking, so engrossed?"

Yue Lianzhou approached suddenly, leaning his back against the railing, and turned his head to look at him.

Jiang Wangye straightened up, opened the distance between the two, and smiled politely: "It's nothing, just take a rest."

He straightened up, and Yue Lianzhou also straightened up, and the distance between them narrowed again.

"Really?" Yue Lianzhou took the phone and flipped through it, and handed the phone to him: "Mr. Jiang really worked hard."

Jiang Wangye looked at the screen of his mobile phone and was taken aback.

It is a clip of him performing on the cruise ship in the morning. In the video, Jiang Wangye sang an old song and then Lu Youli walked with a basin shaking: "Hey, thank you for your little red flower. I wish you prosperity and prosperity!"

The original blogger was a passer-by, with the text "Which artist is this doing a show? Is it a crosstalk group? Laughing/crying/crying/crying"

That's not the point...

"What are you doing in my chat??" Jiang Wangye looked at him in disbelief.

What Yue Lianzhou clicked on the phone interface was not the original blog, but the blog forwarded in Chaohua.

Yue Lianzhou couldn't believe it: "Everyone else can read your super chat, but I don't let you see it? Is this the attitude towards new roommates? God, Mr. Jiang, the weather is 37 degrees, the mouth is [-] degrees, how can you Someone said such cold words."

Jiang Wangye: "..."

Yue Lianzhou shook his mobile phone: "I will enter Chaohua to experience Teacher Xiajiang's demeanor up close, and contribute to the future when we are in the same room. Isn't that okay?"

While he was shaking, the phone screen slid down. Jiang Wangye's eyes were good, and he instantly caught a different breath——

"?? You still like it? What did you like for me to see?"

Yue Lianzhou was even more unbelievable: "Everyone can like your super talk, but I won't give up? This is treatment..."

"Yue Lianzhou!" Jiang Wangye was really anxious, turned off his portable mic, bent down and reached out to turn off his mic again, pursed his lips and frowned, "Do you know how many black fans I have? How unpopular am I? My last film was "Difficult Ways to Die", and Director Sun praised me for my professionalism, but I was scolded for thousands of reprimands, what are you doing?"

Yue Lianzhou also frowned, and sighed: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"What's on purpose?" Jiang Wangye snatched the phone, eyes darkened: "You...what are you liking my fanart for?!"

"What fandom?" Yue Lianzhou was a little puzzled, "Didn't this happen when you held a concert?"

"Damn... When did I become a 'superstar'?? When did I look at each other and smile when I sang on the same stage with Tian Wang? No... What super talk are you talking about?"

Jiang Wangye looked up at Chaohua's name, and the black in front of him had turned into colorful black.

Jiang Xinqiuyuebai.

He talked to the CP fanchao of the innocent victim Qiu Baiqiu Tianwang.

God knows that the two of them shared the same stage for 4 minutes at a live broadcast party, and they didn't even add WeChat friends in private, so this CP super chat was established.

Because of his experience in Shenchuang Entertainment, his fans know that he doesn't like being fired as a CP by La Lang.

Jiang Wangye is the kind of star who will communicate with fans in a timely manner, and the studio will guide the fan atmosphere. He has a lot of fans who like CP. He has also built a lot of CP super chats, but he does not dance in front of him by default. Come.

It's considered respecting him and not letting him see it, he doesn't care what other people want to do, Jiang Wangye just pretends that these super words don't exist.

Never thought.

"How did you get into this super chat?" Jiang Wangye shook his hands, and canceled the like first, "Slippy hand?"

Yue Lianzhou took the phone and showed him the like he just clicked.

Jiang Wangye: "..."

Yue Lianzhou also showed him his forwarding: "Look at this picture, isn't it a good drawing?"

Of course it looks good, Yuan Bo is the original artist of the game, and he and the Q version of the game's other spokesperson Wang Xiaohuadan are drawn.

Although the game has been blurred, but the picture has been handed down, it is the avatar of him chatting with Wang Xiaohuadan CP.

"I didn't even know I had so many CP chats." Jiang Wangye murmured.

Yue Lianzhou said "Oh?"

"Shall I forward Aite to you?"

Jiang Wangye looked at him: "You must be using a trumpet, right?"

Yue Lianzhou returned to his Weibo homepage and handed it to him: "A real man never uses a trumpet."

Jiang Wangye: "..."

Jiang Wangye said with certainty: "Your account has been hacked, condemn the person who hacked the account, and then scold the Weibo account for being unsafe."

"It's too much, Mr. Jiang, teach me how to lie to others?"

Jiang Wangye brushed his hair irritably, paced back and forth, his mind was in a mess.

He knew all too well how tricked he was.

When I was in WT, it was too easy for Shenchuang Entertainment to film his black material.

He can take a few photos by bending over to pick up things, but if the order is messed up, he has no quality, and he throws garbage everywhere.Give him a script that says it's an audition for a low-cost web drama, and the editing can be edited so that he insults other artists.

People are staring at him all day long. If he doesn't do it, he's playing big cards. If he does it, he doesn't know what "surprise" he will get.

Up to now, even if his drama is popular, when mentioning him, many passers-by will say "Jiang Wangye's business ability is okay, but his character is too bad".

Jiang Wangye believes that he has the ability to wash off the dirty water that was splashed on his body little by little. When he stands high enough, his voice will definitely be able to travel far enough.

But not yet, he is not so popular yet.

At this time, Yue Lianzhou has nothing to do with himself?

"Really, boat team, listen to me, just say that your account has been hacked."

He called out such an unfamiliar name as "boat team", and the smile on Yue Lianzhou's face disappeared little by little.

"why?"

"I have a lot of black fans, don't give them a reason to attack you, besides," Jiang Wangye remembered adding his own WeChat account with no trace of his life.

He shrugged, "Don't you also think we are not familiar?"

Yue Lianzhou looked at him, stood up after a while, and turned on his portable microphone.

He smiled, polite and polite: "Mr. Jiang is right, we are not familiar."

The author has something to say:

Cabinet door, I block it!