Little boyfriend is cute and flirtatious

At the awards ceremony that day, Shen Mochen and Lin Qianqian won awards respectively. The party was not over yet, and their names were already on the trending searches.

After finally surviving the party, Lin Qianqian and Shen Mochen changed into their regular clothes and came to the VIP suite of a tea room.

The voices of men's voices came faintly.

Lin Qianqian knocked twice and pushed the door open a crack.

"Uncle Wang!" As soon as Jiao Didi's voice came out, several men looked over.

"Qianqian is here!" A tall middle-aged man turned around and looked at the two of them with a smile, "Your show is so advanced, I thought you would go back after awarding the awards."

"My mother asked me to take care of some uncles." Lin Qianqian was very obedient in front of the elders, "I knew you were going to come here to catch up on old times, so I came here!"

"The little girl has a sweet mouth!" Li Dao on the side said with a smile, "What's so interesting about us old men? I think you have nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall, so you can ask us for something!"

"Looking at what you said, am I still your favorite niece?" Lin Qianqian acted like a baby.

These directors all watched her grow up, so they naturally doted on her very much, and waved their hands: "Okay, if you have something to say, if you come home late, your mother will kill her and come to us to ask for someone."

Lin Qianqian smiled, and pushed Shen Mochen forward: "He's busy!"

Shen Mochen has also filmed several TV dramas in the past two years. Du Yun has a wide network of contacts, and will take him out for entertainment from time to time, so he is quite familiar with him in the director circle.

Director Wang greeted him: "Xiao Shen, come here, sit down and talk slowly."

Lin Qianqian sat down to accompany her for a while, when the phone call urging her to go home came, she greeted several uncles, silently mouthed "Come on" to Shen Mochen, and left first.

After listening to Shen Mochen's words, Director Wang bowed his head and thought for a while: "You want to make a public welfare documentary about orphaned and disabled children with cerebral palsy. Response is a good thing. But in any case, if you want to create a work, you must have a script, a director, a performance team, and funds.”

Seeing Shen Mochen carefully memorizing what he said with his mobile phone, Director Wang added happily: "Although the state has some support for public welfare undertakings, but the funds are not in place, it is impossible to make things happen in the end. You say This plan also needs to go to orphanages in remote areas, and the cost of personnel and equipment will not be too small. According to what you said, it is personally borne, which I think is unlikely."

"Do you need me to attract investment?" Shen Mochen asked very seriously.

Director Li on the side joined the conversation: "Investment is definitely needed. The filming process of public welfare documentaries is long, and additional investment will definitely be needed at that time. Whether you are looking for an investment company or crowdfunding part of it yourself, you need to think more about funds. .”

Director Li is a well-known documentary director in China, so what he said is naturally pertinent, "Someone asked me to make a similar film before, but in the end they gave up because of insufficient funds. If the funds can still match my schedule, I can shoot this film for you."

Shen Mochen didn't have any hope when he came this time, he just wanted to ask for opinions and see if there was any possibility of filming, so at the beginning, he found Director Wang through Lin Qianqian, who also mainly shoots TV dramas.

I didn't expect that tonight would go so smoothly, and with Director Li's affirmation, he hurriedly stood up and bowed: "Thank you! I will definitely work hard to find investment and start shooting as soon as possible!"

There were two producers on the side who had other matters to discuss. Director Li gave Shen Mochen the contact information of his assistant, and told him that he could ask the assistant for advice on the pre-production work such as shooting budget.

When Shen Mochen left, Director Li smiled at the several producers and directors in the room: "I saw his image as evil and ruffian before, and thought he was unreliable. A man who beats mandarin ducks, I didn't expect him to be a good guy, but he's a bit too idealistic."

Director Wang poured him tea: "Who didn't have any dreams when he was young? I think it's good. There's no need to beat mandarin ducks or something. I think these two are just taking advantage of the popularity before they become stars. As for Qianqian's family background, it's also worth watching." Not this kid. As for public welfare documentaries, it depends on whether he can win the investment, otherwise, we are powerless to help."

Zhang Qinqin was waiting outside the teahouse, and when he saw Shen Mochen coming out, he hurriedly drove over.

"Brother, why did you come out so late? Are you going back?"

Shen Mochen nodded, got into the back seat of the car, closed his eyes and meditated.

Tonight's progress was beyond his expectations, but difficulties were clearly ahead of him.

Soliciting investment, especially this kind of public welfare investment, has a great possibility that the cost will not be recovered. It can be said that those who are willing to invest in the shooting of public welfare films have special feelings for this field and are willing to lose money for nothing.

He closed his eyes and filtered through the candidates in his mind. At the end of the thought, Fu Xingyun's face suddenly popped out.

The only young master and heir of the Fu family, if he is willing to invest, all difficulties will be solved.

but……

Shen Mochen smiled.

A child, still at the age of college, even if he is willing to invest, he is suspected of being abducted.

Shen Mochen shook his head, temporarily putting this option out of his mind.

It was already past one o'clock at night, and Shen Mochen wanted to rest in the car for a while, but when he thought about investment, he suddenly lost his sleepiness.

I got a lot of information tonight, and Shen Mochen added a few more to-do items in the memo on the phone. I felt my head was a bit messy, so I just put it aside and let myself relax.

After looking down at the social app for a while, Shen Mochen turned to the chat history with Fu Xingyun.

Suddenly want to play the game.

After switching back to the main frequency, Shen Mochen clicked on the "Mecha Future" icon to start the game.

As soon as I went online, I saw Fu Xingyun's message:

[Friend] NEBULA: Brother, I have received the mecha, thank you!

[Friend] NEBULA: Where is your signature?How can I not find it?

Shen Mochen laughed, and typed a reply:

[Friend] Admiral Chen: The white rose on the left chest, zoom in.

This is actually the exclusive skin made by the game company when Shen Mochen first endorsed the game. On the scarred chest of the mecha, there is a delicate and beautiful white rose engraved on it.

There were only [-] skins invested in this batch of skins at the beginning, but the data was accidentally erased in an update half a year later.There was an uproar,

Later, the game company reissued a well-crafted Shen Mochen signed white rose prop to each user, which calmed down the storm.

As for Shen Mochen's one, he asked the programmer to keep it specially for him. He planned to open a trumpet for himself, but that day he saw that Fu Xingyun liked this game, so he asked the programmer to ask for it.

It's almost two o'clock, the temperature difference has become larger these days, the window is opened in the car, and the night wind of early autumn is blowing, which is quite chilly.

After Shen Mochen finished typing and was about to log off, a sentence popped up from the friend channel: "I found it! It's so beautiful, thank you brother!"

Shen Mochen's hand that closed the game withdrew again.

It's so late, still haven't slept?

He typed:

[Friend] General Chen: Where is it?

[Friend] NEBULA:?I am in Novice Village, the main task NPC

Shen Mochen manipulated the game characters to go to Novice Village.

This game does not advocate hanging up the phone. If you don’t operate it for 30 minutes after going online, the character’s experience value will be locked, and the character will become translucent. Netizens jokingly call it a “ghost”.

Someone once joked that this is the safest game. As long as parents also enter the game and create an account, they can stare at their child’s account, just to see if it is a ghost. And, of course, there is a monthly card fee.

There are few people in the Novice Village, except for a few specific mission NPCs, there are almost no online players.

NEBULA stands alone at the door of the interstellar hall, the whole picture is quiet and bleak.

Shen Mochen sent a team invitation, and when Fu Xingyun accepted, he took out his earphones, put them on, and turned on the team voice.

"Why don't you sleep? Can't sleep today?"

Zhang Qinqin trembled in the front row, quickly grasped the steering wheel, and glanced in the rearview mirror.

The carriage was dark, only the street lamps swept in a little light from time to time.The dim light of the phone hit Shen Mochen's face, reflecting a tenderness that even he didn't know.

Hey, what kind of melon did I eat?Brother Chen is so gentle!Who is the opponent?Lin Qianqian?

Zhang Qinqin closed the car window and pricked up his ears.

"Why can't I sleep? Are you not used to moving to a new house?"

move place?What move?Where did Lin Qianqian move to?

"Has the medicine been changed? Are the side effects still serious?"

what medicine? ? ?

"I didn't sleep because I just finished work, um, did you read?"

Shen Mochen suddenly laughed softly.

Zhang Qinqin is going crazy, can I hear this?Please consider my feelings, if your doting face is captured by the media, you won’t be able to wash it off even if you jump into the Yellow River, you know?

The little assistant gritted his teeth and grabbed the steering wheel, only thinking of pulling over and grabbing his brother's phone to see who it was.

Shen Mochen behind laughed for a while, looked up at the street outside the car: "I'm almost home, do you need me to accompany you? It's already so late anyway."

The other party probably refused, and Shen Mochen said again: "Then arrange it yourself, and call me if you need something."

Zhang Qinqin was taken aback.It's fine if the girlfriend can't sleep and doesn't see her, why don't they give advice, just let the other party arrange it by themselves?Brother, do you know that you can't find a wife like this?Could it be that the previous rumored girlfriends were all so desperate?

Also, should I tell my brother when I go back?Can my brother beat mandarin ducks with a stick?Oh, it's so annoying!

The little assistant was alone in the front, entangled so much that his heart turned grim, and suddenly he heard Shen Mochen from behind asking: "Have you ever used the person-finding function of the mecha in the future?"

"Huh? Brother Chen, are you asking me?" Zhang Qinqin hurriedly relaxed the muscles on his face, and glanced at the rearview mirror again.

"Well, it's the display of how far that friend is from you."

"I've used it! This function is very interesting. "Mecha Future" has spent a lot of effort to promote it before, saying that it is a magic weapon for making friends. In the vast crowd, I will find you who fight side by side."

Zhang Qinqin said with a smile: "Because this function is very powerful, there was a report before that when "Mecha" was the hottest, everyone in an office was playing, and the distance between everyone was only one or two meters. I found that in the boss's office 5 meters away from them, the boss is also playing "Mecha."

Shen Mochen laughed suddenly after hearing this: "Why do you feel that this function is a bit tricky. If the boss starts a game to catch people, wouldn't it be right to catch one?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Zhang Qinqin let out a goose cry with a smile, "So after the game was revised, a button was added to this function, and only when both friends turned it on, can you see how far you are from each other. Now this function is mostly Used between couples in the game, netizens said that if the couple didn’t turn on the switch, it must be a person who is so lonely that he will use numbers to prove that he is still alive.”

Shen Mochen leaned back on the back seat of the car, turned his head to look at the lights of the city in the middle of the night, and the little assistant in front of him said with emotion: "A netizen once said that every time the distance switch is turned on and the phone is hung up, it is difficult to fall into the mire of loneliness. The cry of hope that the person who passed by can prove his connection with the world."

Lonely...?

Maybe it was just a whim, maybe it was because of the low voice of the person in the game just now, Shen Mochen turned on the distance switch between him and NEBULA.

The game uses romantic pink flowers to support the distance between the two: "There is only 8279 meters between you and NEBULA."

8 kilometers?

The numbers are slowly decreasing, 7 kilometers, 5 kilometers... 1 kilometer, 500 meters.

Shen Mochen raised his head suspiciously.

"Brother Chen, we're going to Yundu soon..." Zhang Qinqin started to slow down, and the bright headlights swept across the street.

"Stop!" came a soft shout from behind.

Zhang Qinqin stopped the car, turned his head, "Brother Chen, what's wrong?"

Shen Mochen was still holding the phone, and the distance between the two became 5 meters in the romantic pink flowers.

Under the illumination of the headlights ahead, the boy on the bench by the street looked up.

Just like the little mech I saw in the game just now, it is cold and lonely.

"Huh, that's it?" Zhang Qinqin just finished speaking, when the rear door slammed, Shen Mochen got out of the car.

Walking quickly to the street, the distance on the flowers becomes 3 meters, 2 meters... 1 meter.

He lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Why are you sitting here so late?"

Fu Xingyun raised his head and was dazed for a long while before replying stutteringly: "I couldn't sleep, so I came out...for a run."

There was no sweat on the boy's forehead, but there seemed to be water in his eyes, shining brightly from the street lamps.

"Brother Xing, do you live near here?" Zhang Qinqin poked his head out and called, "Do you want me to take you back?"

Fu Xingyun stood up: "No need, I will live in this community."

Zhang Qinqin quickly parked the car by the side of the road, and ran over holding Shen Mochen's bag: "You live here too! Then go in together?"

Five minutes later, the three stood in front of two adjacent gates.

"So... do I live next door to my brother?" Fu Xingyun was a little dazed.

"It turns out that you moved in yesterday! I just said, Senior Gu's house has good feng shui, and the people who live in it are all handsome men!"

Shen Mochen took the bag from Zhang Qinqin's hand, and pushed the little assistant to the elevator: "Okay, don't be a magician there, if you don't sleep so late, your skin will get worse tomorrow."

The little assistant immediately covered his face in horror.

"Don't cover it up, I'll give you a holiday tomorrow, and have a good beauty sleep at home."

Zhang Qinqin smiled: "Thank you Brother Chen."

After seeing off the little assistant, Shen Mochen turned around, saw Fu Xingyun still standing in front of the door, and raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going in?"

"Oh!" Fu Xingyun returned to his senses, lowered his head to press the password, and the door opened.

"I... I went in." Although the words were spoken, the man was still standing at the door.

Shen Mochen sighed.

"I wore a lot of perfume at the award ceremony today, and even smelled like cigarettes in the director's tea room. Wait for me."

After speaking, he pressed the password of his home and entered the door.

"Wait a minute..." Fu Xingyun watched Shen Mochen's door close in a little confusion, pushed his own door, and walked into the room.

10 minutes later, the doorbell rang.

The door opened, and Shen Mochen stepped in wearing only a home T-shirt and shorts. Seeing that Fu Xingyun was still dressed just now, he frowned and asked, "Have you taken a shower yet?"

"bath?"

"Didn't you run at night just now? You don't go to sleep before you go for a run? Or just..."

"Oh, oh, right now!"

Fu Xingyun rushed into the bathroom, and the sound of rushing water came.

Five minutes later, Fu Xingyun opened the door a little: "Brother..."

"Well, in which cabinet?"

"...the one by the door."

In less than ten seconds, Shen Mochen handed over a set of home clothes.

"Thank you brother."

After he finished dressing and came out, Shen Mochen pushed him back to the bathroom and picked up the hair dryer to dry his hair.

"Okay, go to bed!"

After laying down on the bed and putting on the quilt, Fu Xingyun asked in a low voice, "Brother, why are you so familiar with this house?"

Shen Mochen sat by the bed, the corners of his mouth curled up: "It was my senior brother who lived here before, and I have been here many times, so I am familiar with him."

Brother...is the relationship so good?Are you so familiar with wardrobes and small electrical appliances that you know where they are?

Seeing that everyone else was lying under the quilt and looking at him with open eyes, Shen Mochen raised his eyebrows: "Why, my brother's hypnosis machine doesn't work anymore?"

"No, no..." Fu Xingyun hurriedly shook his head, "I'm really sleepy, really."

Then a real yawn came out.

Shen Mochen stretched out his hand and stroked the soft fur that had just been blown dry, "Then go to sleep quickly."

It is still a clear breath, mixed with the fragrance of shower gel, and the fragrance of medicine flutters slightly in it.Fu Xingyun closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Early the next morning, when Shen Mochen was woken up by the phone, he felt as if he had only slept for a few seconds.

Dazedly picked up the phone, clicked on it, and Zhang Heng's voice came out: "Still sleeping? Oh, I forgot, you came back late yesterday. Don't hang up yet!"

Shen Mochen slowly withdrew his hand that was about to hang up, and hummed.

"Let me just say a few words. Mr. Zhao from the Mech said that on the 20th they have a promotion for the second anniversary of the game. You are the promotion ambassador, so go and participate in the event. You don't have many announcements these two days, so you can cooperate first." Let’s do a rehearsal, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Besides, today is the first episode of "Challenge", so you guys have to interact with the official Weibo in advance to create momentum. If you find it troublesome, I will come."

Shen Mochen said "hmm" again.

"Okay, okay, you go to bed first, I will write these out and send you WeChat later, you just follow along."

This time, he didn't even get an "um", and Shen Mochen fell asleep again.

It was past one o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up again. Shen Mochen took out his phone again, but the battery was dead.

When he connected the charger to brush his teeth, he heard the WeChat ding ding dong dong several times.

After washing up, I took my mobile phone, and sure enough, the WeChat group messages of "Challenge" have reached 99+.

[Little Baby Chenchen: "Challenge" is going to be aired tonight, and my agent wants me to interact with it. Have you thought about how to write it?Let me copy my homework! 】

[Qianqian fairy: How do you know how to copy homework, write it yourself! 】

[An Zhe: Wait a minute, I'm holding back! 】

【Qianqian fairy: [Frightened]】

[Move forward bravely: I forgot my Weibo password, what should I do? 】

……

Shen Mochen put down his phone, since someone wanted to contribute copywriting, he was also happy to copy homework.

I don't know what Fu Xingyun next door will write.

I saw him fall asleep and leave last night, and I don't know how he slept afterwards.

After thinking about it, he still sent a message:

【Dust: Did you sleep well last night?Have you taken your medicine today? 】

After sending out, he opened the refrigerator, took out some vegetables and two eggs, and planned to have a bowl of noodles for brunch.

When the phone rang, he leaned over to take a look.

【NEBULA: It's pretty good, I won't wake up until 7 o'clock, and I've taken the medicine.Brother, are you just getting up now? 】

Shen Mochen frowned.

Last night when Fu Xingyun went to bed, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and he got up after less than four hours of sleep, and he still said it was fine.How bad is your sleep quality?

Putting down the ingredients in his hand, he sent a voice message: "Where are you now? I'm ordering noodles, do you want to come and eat?"

The phone didn't respond, but I heard a "boom" from the next door, and I don't know what was tripped over.

2 minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Shen Mochen had already boiled water, wiped his hands and went to open the door.

Fu Xingyun was wearing gray sportswear today, and his face was still a little pale. When he saw Shen Mochen, he bent his eyes and smiled: "Brother... ah no, good afternoon!"

After speaking, he stretched out the hand behind his back and handed him a bottle of red wine.

"This is?" Shen Mochen took the wine, pointed to a pair of new slippers at the door, and let him in sideways.

"Of course you have to bring something to eat when you come to eat!" Fu Xingyun was already wearing slippers, but he obediently put on a new pair, "I don't have anything to eat there, this wine belongs to my little uncle, I'm here to borrow flowers to present to Buddha. "

Shen Mochen looked down at the label, 2011 Ornellaia, limited edition.He considered hiding it and returning it when Fu Cheng found it someday.

After putting the wine bottle into the wine cabinet, there was already the sound of boiling in the kitchen.

"Can you have egg noodles?" he asked back.

"Ah, I can do anything." Fu Xingyun was looking at some paintings on his wall, thought for a while and then added with a smile, "I like everything my brother makes!"

"Tsk," Shen Mochen grabbed the noodles and put them into the pot, "The mouth is so sweet, I'll make you an extra poached egg."

After a while, the hot vegetable and egg noodles came to the table, and Fu Xingyun ate it sweetly.

"Didn't you have breakfast?" Shen Mochen put down his chopsticks after taking two bites.

"I've eaten." Fu Xingyun swallowed a mouthful of noodles and looked up, "I just didn't have any appetite in the morning, so I only ate two slices of bread."

Shen Mochen frowned, why do you feel that this child is harder to raise than the baby in the orphanage?

After dinner, the two played a game, Shen Mochen got up and looked at Fu Xingyun: "Let's go to your house!"

Fu Xingyun was stunned for a moment, but he still said happily: "Okay, go play at my place. I have a game console with a large projection screen."

He changed his shoes tirelessly and went to the next door, entered the room and closed the door, Fu Xingyun's wrist tightened, and Shen Mochen had already grabbed hold of him.

The man's hand was slightly cold, but his wrist seemed to be on fire.

"Brother..." He looked up, and there seemed to be a trace of impatience in the man's eyes, and he pulled him towards the bedroom.

Before he could say a word, Fu Xingyun was pinned down on the bed by Shen Mochen.

"Hmm..." Fu Xingyun looked at him nervously, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"Lie down! Take a nap!" Shen Mochen said.

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