When I met a scumbag, I became a sea king

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This is the last night of reality show recording, Shan Shi's illness has been completely cured, and it's Song Yang's birthday again, the program team took the stars to a big villa in a very humane way for several stars to stay inside Have a birthday party.

This is a sea view villa, facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming.The owner of the villa is a friend of the director and a fan of Shan Shi, so he said very generously that he does not need rent and lent the villa to them for free.

But even so, director Yu Qing was still unwilling to let his friend suffer, so he paid the rent to the friend's account out of his own pocket, and promised not to damage anything in the villa.

"It's too rich, the program team is really too rich." Yu Zichen threw the suitcase aside after entering the door, and sighed as he walked, "Look at this decoration, this decoration." He carefully picked up a vase, He smacked his lips at the camera, "This antique vase alone can't be taken down for hundreds of thousands!"

"More than that," Cui Jie looked at it carefully, "this vase once appeared at a very famous auction, and the price was more than 100 million at that time. The current market value will not be lower than 200 million. Alas, it is really rich." ah!"

I have to sigh, the boss's friends are also big bosses, rich and have houses, and this villa is only one of the many properties of the director's friends, which can be said to be very enviable.

They are going to hold a birthday party in this villa. The cake is prepared by the program team. The three-tiered black velvet cake is very textured just by looking at it.

As night fell, it was dark outside the window.Everyone closed the curtains, put candles on the cake, and sang birthday song to Song Yang in unison. The scene was very warm.

The cake has been cut into individual pieces by the cake chef, and it is sweet and silky when you bite it down.Probably because today is the last day for everyone to get along together, the joyful atmosphere is mixed with a little bit of sadness, but the sadness quickly disappeared, because everyone started chatting happily again.

Song Yang is the birthday star today, probably because he was a little excited and talked the most. During the chat, he even talked about what happened when he first joined Xuqing Company.

"Do you know?" Song Yang took a sip of beer drunk and said with his tongue out, "There is a separate dance practice room on the fifth floor of Xuqing Company, which was specially arranged by Xuqing's boss Li Weijun for his son Li Weimu. The first time I was discovered by my benefactor was in his dance studio."

Xuqing Company is a well-known entertainment company in the industry. The president, Li Weijun, is very young and promising. Unfortunately, his wife died at a young age, and he only has one biological child, Li Weimu.

However, although Li Weimu has a father who is the president, he is very low-key and does not have the unbearable habits of a dude. In recent years, he has not heard from him because his father married a stepmother and brought him a son. Said that Li Weimu had some conflicts with his stepbrother, so he was forced to go abroad.

However, these secrets of the wealthy families are also based on their hearsay, and it is still unknown whether they are true or not.

"Brother Li is really a good man," Song Yang said with emotion, "when I was about to burn to death, he pulled me back from the gate of hell."

Dancing practice is a hobby for Li Weimu. Li Weijun doesn't expect him to achieve much in this area, and he doesn't intend to let Li Weimu enter the entertainment circle, but he still assigns him a professional teacher.

In Li Weijun's view, no matter what it is, as long as you intend to do it, you must take it seriously.

On weekdays, if Li Weimu doesn’t understand something, he will ask Li Weijun’s dance teacher for him, and the boy group next door will come over from time to time to give pointers. Sometimes the boy group next door will borrow this dance practice room when he is away. , ordinarily it should be lively and lively, but today it unexpectedly seemed a little deserted.

When Li Weimu walked in, he found a barefooted person crouching on the ground in a corner, with his head buried in his knees.He looked a little young, because of his thinness, a black T-shirt was worn on him, exposing his neck and collarbone loosely, and his skin was so white that it was almost transparent.

Li Weimu has never seen this person, and does not know who this person is.He coughed, trying to get the man's attention, but he remained motionless.

He had no choice but to squat down and gently shake the child a few times: "How are you? Are you okay?"

The child swayed to the side following his swaying movement, Li Weimu hurriedly supported him, only to find that the man's eyes opened with difficulty and then closed again, his face was flushed, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

Li Weimu touched his forehead, and it was terribly hot to the touch.

It turned out to be a fever.

Li Weimu sighed in his heart that fever is really common these days, and at the same time rushed the person to the hospital.

"who are you?"

His fair skin was flushed with hot flashes, and his eyes were large and beautiful but lacklustre.The lips were an unusual deep red.

When he asked this sentence, his eyes were still full of guard.

Li Weimu took a look at him, at first he thought he was an artist from Xuqing Company, but now it seems that he is not.From childhood to adulthood, he went to Xuqing Company too many times, and basically everyone in the company knew him.

So now he has a question.

"Tell me first, who are you? How did you come to my dance studio?"

The child looked sleepy, as if he hadn't heard it, and didn't speak.

"Then tell me, where are your parents? Can you let them take you home?"

The child still ignored him.

Li Weimu was a little helpless, so he had to take a step back: "My name is Li Weimu, the dance practice room you went to today is my exclusive dance practice room."

Only then did the child look up at him: "My name is Song Yang."

When he speaks, his voice is very soft, soft and piercing into people's ears, which is very pleasant to hear.

Li Weimu asked: "How old are you?"

Song Yang drooped his eyelids: "Thirteen."

"I'm five years older than you," Li Weimu curled his lips, "You can call me brother."

Song Yang looked at Li Weimu with those black and white eyes: "Are you also a tricked artist?"

The amount of information in this sentence is a bit large.

Could it be that Song Yang was tricked into coming to Xu Qing's company to be an artist?

Li Weimu sat up straight: "Are you tricked?"

Song Yang fell silent again.

Li Weimu said: "I am the son of the boss of this company, you can tell me any secrets you have, and I can help you."

Song Yang hesitated: "Is what you said true?"

Li Weimu: "Really, I won't lie to you."

Only then did he open his mouth: "My parents died in a car accident, and my relatives didn't care about me. I had nothing to eat and was very hungry. I... When I was digging through the trash can, an uncle told me that he could Give me food, let me work as an artist in his company, and give me a lot of money, I... I'm here."

"I have only been here for three days, and I am not familiar with the place. The uncle only gave me a full meal and ignored me. There are also many people around my age who think I will steal their jobs, so they bully me. Me, hit me. I was hungry and scared, and I ran and hid in an empty studio. And then, here I am."

Li Weimu frowned upon hearing this.

Such a thing would happen in Xuqing.

"Then do you know the name of that uncle?"

"He only said his surname is Sun, and he has a mustache." Song Yang tugged at the quilt.

Li Weimu instantly knew who it was.

Sun Zhuo.

Li Weimu is a bit dumbfounded, this Sun Zhuo is probably the most out-of-the-ordinary scout in the company, he often thinks about it, does things according to his feelings, and has a great forgetfulness, which can be said to be very casual."Tricking" children into the company and then leaving people aside is something he can do.

But this person's vision is indeed very poisonous, and he dug out several first-line artists in the company.Therefore, even if he is very unreliable, the company still has a high tolerance for him.

Li Weimu looked at Song Yang in front of him again, the child had a small beauty tip on his forehead, long and thick eyelashes, fair skin, delicate facial features, and a really good foundation.

No wonder Sun Zhuo was so picky about him.

This kid has capital.

Li Weimu chuckled softly: "I know who it is, don't worry, I will definitely give you an explanation. I'll go buy food for you now, and wait for me obediently here, do you understand?"

Song Yang loosened the quilt and looked at him straight: "Okay."

When Li Weimu came back from shopping, Song Yang fell asleep again, Li Weimu gently shook him awake: "Song Yang, get up and eat."

Song Yang's eyes were still a little wary when he was shaken awake, but when he saw that it was Li Weimu, his expression softened a little.Li Weimu handed him the rice, and he took the spoon to eat while looking at Li Weimu, as if Li Weimu's face could handle the rice.

When he was eating, his cheeks were bulging like a little hamster, which made Li Weimu want to laugh a little.

After eating, Song Yang's face looked much better, and his body temperature returned to normal. Li Weimu glanced at him: "Shall I take you back to the company?"

Song Yang faltered for a long time before he said, "Then... where do I live?"

Li Weimu: "Where did you live before?"

Song Yang's eyes dodged: "That's right, I'll just live... in your dance practice room."

Li Weimu: "..."

He hasn't been to the dance studio these days, so Song Yang sees an empty room and regards it as his bedroom?

He said helplessly, "I will arrange a place for you."

Song Yang just got out of bed.

"Brother Li didn't break his promise, he took me to the company after I recovered from the illness, and gave me justice." Song Yang said.

When they walked to the front desk, the female staff members were a little excited when they saw Li Weimu: "Boss Xiao Li is here!"

"Handsome guy, look over here!"

"What kind of fairy face is this? Both big and small are so good-looking!"

Li Weimu: "..."

The ladies and sisters looked like wolves and tigers in their eyes, looking at his clean and well-defined hands, and then at his face, their blatant gazes wished they could take off his clothes.