After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

No, no!

Hang Yang quickly shook his head, "throwing" this bizarre idea out.

Turning my gaze back to the phone again, I was already filled with spontaneous respect and vigilance: These girls are so powerful, they are so powerful that they can lead the right master astray!

Hang Yang opened the chat history and slowly flipped through, and clicked on the link sent by them, the more he looked at it, the more he was dumbfounded:

[simple love to | I believe in art all my life, you are the only freshness besides my art]

[simple Love Xiang (Wei Brothers)|I used to love you for 20 years, from now on, I would like to love you for the rest of my life]

[simple|You are the only anchor in my constantly rotating spring, summer, autumn and winter]

What kind of talents are these!

——If it wasn't for Hang Xiutu who was only separated from him by a wall, Hang Yang would almost believe that there are two people named "Hang Xiutu" and "Hang Yang" in the world who are passionately and secretly in love.

Hang Yang returned to the chat interface again, the girls in the group were still discussing vigorously about whether he and Hang Xiutu lived together, the more they chatted, the more they chatted, the messages were as dizzying as a scroll wheel.

Hang Yang held down the screen and looked slowly.

Some sisters belong to the rational scientists. The requirement for sugar is to reduce the amount of sugar, and reject all unfounded fake sugar and confused sugar:

[Look at their sticky appearance in the interview, how could it be possible if they live together every day?I tend to separate]

There are also attempts to mine empirical rebuttals:

[In the video of the final wrap-up banquet of "Zhi Hua Gai", the two of them came in together, probably got on the car from the same place and arrived together! ]

Others "tsk tsk" one after another:

[Sister, this candy is too hard]

[Sisters are not necessary, it is not necessary, our simple is so sweet, it is not bad]

[Good guy, I almost broke my teeth after chewing it down]

Everyone felt that this analysis was far-fetched, but the owner who was holding the phone was silent: This hard candy is right!

The first wrap-up banquet of "Zhi Hua Gai" was delayed due to unexpected negative news. It took two months to hold it. At that time, Hang Yang was still on the set of "Meng Xia". Running around, so Hang Yang kept looking sullen, and after getting off the plane, he fell into Hang Xiutu's car and fell unconscious.

At that time, at that time... Hang Xiutu on the back seat seemed to gently lift himself up and let himself rest on his lap. Only then did Hang Yang feel a lot more comfortable. He turned over and buried himself in his arms, raising his right hand He wrapped his arms around the thin waist of the person in front of him, his eyelids drooped, and he was about to fall asleep contentedly——

A familiar touch suddenly came from the top of his head: Hang Xiutu was rubbing his hair again.

"Well," Hang Yang closed his eyes and frowned, and unconsciously made a small sound in his mouth. With a wave of his small arm, he knocked off Hang Xiutu's hand, and said vaguely, "I want to sleep, brother, you are so annoying ..."

There seemed to be a low chuckle coming from the top of his head, but it was true that no one rubbed his head anymore. Hang Yang felt a strong arm resting on his waist, and hugged him a little more tightly, bringing more With a comfortable sense of peace of mind, Hang Yang rubbed his face against Hang Xiutu's waist and abdomen, and fell asleep within a few seconds.

Oh yes, the sun was very bright that day, and when I got out of the car, my brother seemed to have put a baseball cap on his head...

[But Mr. Hang wore the baseball cap on Yang Yang's head a few years ago! ]

Hang Yang's "tiger body" was startled, and he was about to see who Fang Sheng it was, and found that the screen name looked familiar—it was the hard candy girl just now!

Although this girl is not logical, she is the goddess of intuition of the new generation!

Although the master was amazed, the other little sisters didn't know, and all snorted:

[Mullet roe... You're still in good spirits, this kind of black baseball cap is everywhere! ]

[I said earlier that our group does not fight hard, there is no need (Tan Shou.jpg)]

[Withered!Next topic Next topic! ]

What people say is true!If you go on like this, you will lose a sweet spot!

Hang Yang fell into the scene for a while, and when he was on the spot, his hands trembled and he passionately sent out a message:

[It's true, what Hang Yang is wearing is indeed Mr. Hang's baseball cap. Mr. Hang specially picked up Hang Yang from the airport before leaving. The two of them went to the wrap-up banquet together]

The group news that was scrolling crazily just now stopped suddenly as if someone stepped on the brakes.

After a while, someone faintly said:

[Where's the hammer? ]

Hang Yang was stunned, yes, did he tell them "I am Hang Yang Ben Yang"?

joke!Even if you don't want to be kicked out of the group, deleted and blacked out, it's a one-stop service.

Seeing that Hang Yang hadn't moved for a long time, others also complained:

[Take a shot and run away, I don’t need to say more about the ingredients, right? ]

[Weird, everything is really running out today]

[Axi, I'm really looking forward to it]

……

Hang Yang: "..."

He was heartbroken: Tell me about these little girls, holding a video tape of more than 40 minutes of a program frame by frame, using both modeling and animation techniques, they would rather buckle sugar so hard and send it to their mouths with a big spoon Don't even look at a big spoonful of honey!What a pity!

Hang Yang skillfully apologized to Sister Xu in his heart, and pretended happily in the name of her old man:

[My best friend is Teacher Xiaohang's assistant]

After scoring twice, the complaints in the group stopped instantly, and after a few seconds, someone stood up, dubiously saying:

[real? ]

Then a lot of modal particles popped up:

[Fuck! ]

[Wouldn't it be possible to stand on the front line and kowtow! ]

[I have today too! ! ! ]

[Aw, sister, don't go! ]

[Jimei Moda Moda! ]

But there are also those who remain sober, the leader of Lima Aite Group:

[The group owner doesn't know some inside news!Can it be tested? ]

The group leader was quite cooperative, and immediately came out to verify Hang Yang's identity:

[Just checked with this sister, the probability is ok]

The biggest wave of cheers broke out in the group so far:

[Aww!So the relevant person hammered the sugar in person, right? ! ! ]

[Ms. Xiao Hang's assistant teacher is our fellow teacher!What did she say? ]

[Sister, what news do you have from your girlfriends! ]

[Sisters, don't stop!Don't pity me because I'm so delicate, I can bear it! ]

The group leader immediately came out to stabilize the situation:

[Group rules warning!Group rules warning!If you love them, don't talk nonsense outside, let's make big candy in a muffled voice, ok? ]

The following is the screen-swiping [ok! ] [salute! ]

Hang Yang hesitated for a moment, and suddenly wanted to hear the analysis of this group of "Sherlock Holmes", so he blurted out some content:

[She seems to have mentioned that the two teachers do live together...]

As soon as Hang Yang sent half a sentence, he was startled by the swiping [ahhhhh] below.

He quickly added: [But the assistant sister doesn’t seem to think there is any problem, bro]

The people below immediately came out enthusiastically to persuade:

[Ham, didn’t a sister analyze it just now!Brothers who are so old live together, which can explain a lot of problems in itself! ]

[Jimei take it easy!Knock it up Knock it up! ]

[Any other hammers!Hurry up! ]

[Just now I suddenly screamed and was punched by my mother as a psychopath, hey, my back]

Hang Yang instinctively wants to explain:

[But in fact, it is normal to put these in a good brother relationship]

His words were like pouring a pot of cold water on the ignited flames with "哗啦!", the little sisters who were still enthusiastic just now fell silent instantly, and the scene suddenly cooled down.

After a while, someone said quietly:

[Hello, head down]

There is a direct face-riding output with a bad temper:

[Didn't the recruiting notice mention love?Are you stepping on the horse station to join the group? ? ?Brain problem? ]

[……I'm speechless]

[What's the matter with this person]

[The group leader confirms that she is the best friend of Teacher Xiao Hang's assistant? ]

[Notice!Notice!Be wary of people with unknown ingredients entering the group to make trouble!The landlord quickly kicked people]

[It won't be another big show directed and acted by Weifan jj (smile.jpg)]

All kinds of nouns in the back jumped out in a daze, and Hang Yang became more and more dizzy: What is this all about? !

But one thing is clear, he, Hang Yang, one of the venerable masters of Xipi—is about to be thrown out of the group by fans.

Hang Yang's hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly: what is this all about? !

In order to avoid the shame and humiliation of being kicked out of the group by fans, Hang Yang immediately turned serious:

[My best friend is indeed Teacher Xiaohang's assistant]

Someone said indifferently:

[Then say something useful, kind of hammered]

Hang Yang thought for a while, and found a picture from his mobile phone: Uncle Li took it for himself when he was sick when he was filming "Zhi Hua Gai". Take a picture and punch him.

He posted a photo of himself eating porridge in a hospital gown to the group:

[This photo is first published on the Internet]

The group became quiet again, probably they all ran to the Internet to search.

After a while, someone came back and sent a voice message. Hang Yang opened it a little, and was so frightened by the crying and laughing sound inside that he almost dropped his phone.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo little! Good guy! I'm going to call him a good guy! Sisters, we seem to have bumped into a real boss! Please let me hug my legs! Ooooh!"

The activity value of the entire group reached its peak at this moment, and dozens of people in the group roared loudly:

[Jimei!Jimei, I apologize for my rudeness just now! (Gently kneel down.jpg)]

[555 Teacher Xiao Hang, what's wrong? ]

[Ms. Xiaohang is hospitalized!Why didn't Weibo say anything at all! ]

Hang Yang hurriedly patched: "It was last year, it's been fine for a long time."

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooophone ]

[Thank you sister! ]

[Thank you sister for taking care of our baby]

[Baby Yang Yang's face is so pale, I feel sorry for baby!But really, I'm so excited! ]

[I'm really about to crack! ! ! ]

Hang Yang watched dazzledly, his scalp was numb from being called "baby", and found that there were still many people shouting and asking:

[Mr. Xiao Hang is sick, is Teacher Hang taking care of him? ]

[Secretly dreaming of a companion bed episode (hands folded.jpg)]

[It’s not too much to dream of another feeding plot (drool/drool/drool)]

Hang Yang hasn't given up on the discussion about brotherhood just now. Seeing that the "public opinion environment" has become more relaxed towards him, he began to persuade these girls to be good:

[Yes, it is true that Mr. Hang is taking care of Hang Yang's illness, but isn't this normal? ]

The atmosphere of this group today is switching back and forth between "boiling point" and "freezing point".

[I have mixed feelings]

[Fuck, I can't tell whether this sister is here to let me down or above]

[I hugged my phone and laughed ferociously for a while, and looked at the phone blankly for a while, my parents thought I was crazy now (goodbye.jpg)]

[I'm going crazy if this sister comes back for two more rounds...]

Hang Yang:? ? ?

Why is the whole group filled with a feeling of heinous sin?

The phone vibrated again, and Hang Yang found someone @自己, and his words were calm:

[So sister, what do you mean, Mr. PS ate and lived with Yang Yang, filmed together, took care of him when he was sick, and personally picked him up at the airport when he came back... But you don’t think it’s love at all? ]

Hang Yang:! ! !

Hang Yang seemed to have swallowed a mouthful of chili oil mixed with vinegar. I can't tell exactly what it tasted like, but I just felt a great shock.

His trembling thumb paused on the top of the phone, wanted to fall, paused again, and after struggling again and again, he pressed the send button:

[But they are brothers! ]

The other people's mentality also exploded, and they all "roared" back:

[But they are not related by blood! ]

[Not yet in the same account book]

[How can two brothers of this normal age be so sticky? ? ? ]

[I'm only 18, and my brother hates me to death. Our mother beats me with a feather duster every day at home. What the hell are we called normal brothers and sisters! ]

[＋1, daily life is being scolded by my sister (from Mr. Hang's smile.jpg)]

[+2, if you have a brother, add one more]

Hang Yang was completely silent after seeing the next item:

[The blood relationship and social relationship between these two people are gone, and the law and ethics are not entangled. They are in love. Why are you so entangled with your brother and brother? ! ! ]

Followed by a cold sentence:

[Are you Li Kui alive? ]

Hang Yang was kicked out of the group in a daze among [hahahahahaha]. His phone vibrated several times before he realized it. After another look, he found that the group owner had sent many private messages:

[Sister is glad you shared with us]

[But you talk too much, what if there are black fan marketing accounts in the group? ]

[We can knock as much as we want, but we have to protect the two teachers]

[I'm really sorry to kick you]

[I think you don't talk too much for internal entertainment, sisters must be careful, and don't share these things with others online in the future]

[Seriously, it will cause the assistant sister to lose her job! (Cat cat fierce.jpg)]

Looking at the screen, Hang Yang suddenly felt that these girls were really cute:

[Uh-huh!I was not thoughtful, thank you for reminding me! ]

The group owner is very hearty:

[No, no, I'm so excited today hahaha!Thank you Jimei! ]

Then followed by a piece of his own refill emoticon package.

Hang Yang looked at the smiling self in the picture with complicated emotions.

He slowly took the phone off the table and stuffed it into his pocket, entering a certain sense of sage mode. The noisy news in the group just now still echoed in his mind, especially the sentence——

So you mean, Mr. PS ate and lived with Yang Yang, filmed together, took care of him when he was sick, and personally picked him up at the airport when he came back... But you don't think it's love at all?

Hang Yang's mind was in a mess. He randomly took a book from the bookshelf and spread it out in front of him, but he couldn't read it at all.

"You don't think it's love at all?"

This sentence rolled around in his mind, and it became bigger and bigger, which made Hang Yang's brain almost explode——

At this moment, Uncle Li's voice sounded at the door: "Young Master, dinner is ready."

"Okay!" Hang Yang's voice was inexplicably loud.

He paused for a while with his hand on the doorknob, and finally made enough mental preparations, showed all his professionalism as a top actor, walked out with a calm face, and looked at the dining table on the first floor—Hang Xiutu was not there.

Hang Yang looked at the door of the next room, but there was no movement.

Uncle Li walked over with a smile: "Young master, the second young master has a social event tonight, you can eat first."

Hang Yang was taken aback, thinking he heard it wrong: "Brother? Are you entertaining?"

Uncle Li nodded: "Yes, Second Young Master asked me to tell you that you don't have to wait for him tonight."

The word "entertainment" is really strange for Hang Xiutu. He hates the wine table culture. Fortunately, his status is high enough now, and he has a social gangster like Lan Xinrong as his right-hand man. There is almost no need to come out and rely on entertainment. When maintaining a relationship, does this have to be a big boss?

Hang Yang quickly cleaned up his expression, smiled and nodded at Uncle Li, walked to the dinner table and ate absent-mindedly.

After dinner, Hang Yang sat on the tea seat by the window with a cup of hot banana milk in his hand, absent-mindedly reading a book, and kept staring at the wall clock on the wall.

8 o'clock;

9 o'clock;

9:30——

Hang Yang Yuguang glanced at the dial more and more frequently, so that Sister Zhang thought there was something dirty on it, and took it off to wipe it when cleaning.

Hang Yang covered his face quietly: "..."

Finally, when it was nearly ten o'clock, Hang Yang felt a light outside the window, and he looked up - it was the searchlight of the car.

Hang Yang hurriedly ran to open the door, it was the cold winter, when the door was opened, a gust of wind "hit" his face, which made Hang Yang shiver on the spot, and quickly raised his arms to cover his face.

With the sound of "bang!" the door was closed, a tall figure walked up to Hang Yang in three or two steps, and blocked the cold wind for him.

"Come and open the door if you wear something like this. I think you are very confident in your physique. Hurry up and go in." Hang Xiutu's voice was low, but probably because of drinking, he was a little more lazy than usual.Hang Yang felt that such a brother was really novel, raised his head, his bright eyes were bent, and he blinked at Hang Xiutu.

Hang Xiutu: "..."

Then he "caught" the younger brother with one hand and threw him into the warm sofa in the living room.

He himself sat down next to Hang Yang, his movements were half a beat slower than usual, but his every move was still impeccable. After he sat down, Hang Xiutu put his elbows on the armrest of the sofa, pressed his forehead against his forehead, and lowered his eyes lightly. Let's talk again - he smelled of alcohol, and he seemed to have drunk a lot.

The contemporary youth model who is extremely self-disciplined did not go back to the room to change clothes at the first time, Hang Yang became more and more playful.

He knelt down on the sofa carefully, propped the backrest with one hand, and quickly touched the tip of Hang Xiutu's nose with the other hand like a thief.

Hang Xiutu's eyelashes trembled slightly, but there was no other movement.

Seeing that Hang Xiutu didn't respond, Hang Yang became more and more daring. Thinking of the "disgraceful humiliation" of being pinched two days ago, Hang Yang saw the golden opportunity now, and approached Hang Xiutu's straight nose with a smile.

Who would have thought that just when he was about to succeed, Hang Xiutu, who thought he was already asleep, suddenly said, "Hang Yang, what are you doing?"

The bit of bear heart and leopard courage that Hang Yang had just emerged disappeared instantly, and he was about to withdraw his hand when Hang Xiutu grabbed it.

He opened his eyes leisurely, looked at Hang Yang's face that was close at hand, and chuckled lightly. He slapped Hang Yang's skin with alcoholic breath, and his voice was lower and sexy than usual: "Huh? Tell me explain."

Hang Yang seemed to be a little drunk from the alcohol on his body, his face turned red uncontrollably, and he stuttered: "Brother, brother, I..."

Hang Xiutu got up suddenly, grabbed Hang Yang's wrist and pushed him to the back of the sofa. The two of them suddenly switched positions. Hang Yang was dizzy. The faint scent of white galbanum on her body mixed with the smell of alcohol overwhelmingly pressed up, and she was a little more provocative than usual.

Hang Yang was in a daze, and suddenly, the phrase "You don't think it's love at all?" flashed in his mind again, and Hang Yang suddenly became sober. He looked at the man half-pressed on him tremblingly, and his whole body trembled , a thought floated in my mind:

If the group of girls find out about this, why don't they celebrate by splitting their forks on the spot?

Feeling the sudden trembling of the person in his arms, Hang Xiutu groped down Hang Yang's shoulder, and finally held Hang Yang's slender waist lightly and naturally: "Cold?"

Hang Yang Mingming was wearing not-so-thin pajamas, but he felt that the warmth of Hang Xiutu's palms seemed to penetrate the fabric and down, and spread along the skin on his waist to his limbs. Clamping his arms, he asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you drunk?"

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