After being dressed as cannon fodder, I became the favorite of the variety show group

The day I want to get a divorce.

Lin Jingxi's fans jumped so hard that his legs became weak, and he finally calmed down. He just felt that his emotions were so high that he could get a perfect score in the exam, and he could be directly promoted to CEO and marry Bai Fumei.

In the cafeteria at noon, I cooked three bowls of rice in one go.

At this time, Hope Engineering Officer V quietly climbed onto Weibo:

[I think everyone may have misunderstood. 】

There is a picture below, which is a donation slip, and the donor is An Rao.

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Hope engineering officer V continued to explain: "It should be our staff's negligence. Two months ago, Mr. An Rao donated 15 yuan to Tugouba Hope Primary School. There is no need to pay taxes for national project donations. The donation date is [-]. June [-]th, well, that's it."

As soon as the Weibo was posted, the Weibo published by the National Daily criticizing bad artists was quickly deleted.

【Damn it, are you playing tricks on us?Can you investigate it carefully before speaking. 】

[It's disgusting, is the National Daily an idiot?Just fucking delete Weibo and delete it quickly. 】

[Cold Trivia: The staff of the National Daily who runs Weibo is a fan of Lin Jingxi, don't ask me how I know, I won't tell you that we have the same office. 】

[So there is no tax evasion in An Rao, because people donated all the money? 】

[Fuck!The Tax Bureau and the National Daily came out to say something, don't pretend to be dead. 】

【You guys are really good, people donate money to fund the Hope Project with good intentions, and you are labeled as a bad artist, do you feel wronged? Don't boycott bad artists, first boycott cerebral palsy. 】

The An Rao fan in front of the screen burst into tears.

He died of grievances, his brother obviously donated money with love, but he was scolded as a bad artist, and was yelled by the official V to get out of the entertainment circle, just like a street rat, why such a good person should suffer such insults for no reason.

Yin Xueya and the others lost 10,000+ fans, and they suddenly increased by millions.

At this time, Yin Suzhi also came out and posted a Weibo, through which he could see the anger pouring out of the screen:

[Indiscriminate online violence against a loving donor, who would dare to do good deeds in the future, and jump to conclusions without knowing the reason, let me see a carrion carnival!Chilling!It is recommended to thoroughly investigate this matter, and the rumormongers must not be easily tolerated! 】

Yin Suzhi's students hurried to VX to comfort their teacher, posting screenshots on Weibo one by one to show their innocence.

An Rao's die-hard fans were very calm, and they didn't jump around because of the redress, but expressed their gratitude to those who trusted their Rao Rao over and over again.

【Thank you, Goddess Xueya, thank you Brother Xiangming, thank you Sister Yueling, thank you all, I really cried, I was so sad, fortunately I have you. 】

[Hug Rao's little cutie, don't cry, don't cry, my wife Xueya has always been very accurate haha. 】

Yin Suzhi reposted the Weibo he just posted, and added a sentence that seemed very perplexed: "My real name requires that the rumor monger be found out!"

Just now, those artists who wished they had never met An Rao and kept trying to distance themselves from the relationship also forwarded Yin Suzhi's Weibo one after another, following the call to find out the rumour-monger.

[Weakly speaking, at the beginning, in Brother Rao’s live broadcast room, a person who claimed to be a staff member of the tax bureau said that he did not find Brother Rao’s tax records...]

Netizens who have been played three times and have experienced reversals and reversals are completely blown up. Angry @tax bureauguan V asked to find out who this staff member is.

At the same time, the police station also received a lot of calls to the police, and the wind roared and said that the police station should thoroughly investigate the rumor maker and sentence him to three years or a few years.

the other side.

An Rao was holding his mobile phone and looked at Chu Guannan with a smile: "My husband, let's go to the tax bureau."

Chu Guannan pursed his lips tightly, his handsome brow furrowed into furrows.

"I'm sorry." He whispered.

An Rao blinked: "Why do you apologize?"

"Misunderstood you."

An Rao smiled knowingly: "Then you post Weibo, like Yin Xueya and the others, saying "I believe him". "

There is only one Weibo on Chu Guannan's Weibo account, which is the one from @林景溪 wishing him a happy birthday.

He doesn't like to play Weibo, he always feels that it is a mess.

But he still opened Weibo silently, typed, deleted and deleted, and finally sent it.

Chu Guannan's Weibo, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly popped up a message, fans saw it, good guy!This brother posted on Weibo, so hurry up and check it out.

As cold as he himself, there are only three short words:

【I'm a fool, I love him. 】

[Brother Nan actually posted on Weibo! 】

[I love him or something, hahaha is he his wife?Is it because his wife was wronged and cried at home with him? 】

[Hahaha it's possible, please comfort me. 】

[Is there anything wrong with those who said that An Rao was hanged to Chu Guannan after drugging?One word slaps you across the face. 】

Anrao's black fan: "Is... a little bit good?"

An Rao looked at this Weibo and was dumbfounded.

I love him?

He looked up at Chu Guannan.

Chu Guannan stood up, said "It's over", and walked upstairs with long legs.

Lin Jingxi took a few deep breaths, then picked up his phone and glanced at Weibo.

The Internet was completely blown up, and everyone was attacking the "tax bureau staff" who spread rumors and caused trouble.

The tax bureau also hurriedly came out to clarify the relationship, saying that it had checked the interview records of all employees, and found no one who had posted such rumors in the live broadcast room and Weibo, and did not know where to get An Rao's tax payment records. They said they would continue to investigate, and if found out, they would be severely dismissed.

Lin Jingxi rubbed the space between his eyebrows, when he received a message, he opened it:

[What to do, my leader is currently checking everyone's log-in records, and he will soon find me. Don't you say that this matter must be fine. 】

Lin Jingxi turned his phone away, not wanting to reply.

An Rao, I really have you.

Seeing that Lin Jingxi didn't come back for a long time, the man continued to be relentless: "You won't come back, right? Then don't blame me for turning my face and denying people."

Lin Jingxi was troubled by one head and two big heads. After a long while, he cut his trumpet and entered the navy group, ordering:

【Let’s not worry about taxes now, and focus on the mistress incident. 】

So, the navy found out the Weibo about Xiaosan, upvoted it hard, bought the trending search, and bought it seventh.

But netizens don’t buy it at all now. An Rao has been entangled in black material since his debut, and it’s unnecessary to be picked up in the end. He slaps netizens in the face again and again. How can netizens dare to eat this kind of rotten melon now? I'm going to make a nest in my stomach.

Seeing that there was no result, Lin Jingxi immediately contacted his agent Zhang Ze'an to ask him to think of a way.

Zhang Ze'an usually kept calling one after another, but now he seemed dead again, no matter how hard he called, he didn't answer.

I called my assistant Xiao Zhu, but he didn't answer.

weird.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

He put on his coat and went downstairs irritably. When he opened the door, a certificate came over.

"Hello, we are the General Bureau of Criminal Investigation. Now we suspect that you are related to Jin Zhehui's underground casino. Please come with us."

Lin Jingxi was startled and subconsciously wanted to close the door.

A strong arm stretched out and blocked the door: "Bring your computer and mobile phone. If you don't cooperate, we will take compulsory measures."

An Rao was staring at the phrase "I love him" in a daze, when the phone rang suddenly.

He was startled, and the phone spun around in mid-air and almost missed it.

Picking it up, it was a call from Yin Xueya.

It is estimated that she got the news and rushed to say something witty.

An Rao picked up the phone and asked, "Rao Zai, what are you doing?"

"daze."

"Haha, okay, um... come to my house for dinner at six o'clock tonight, and bring Chu Guannan with you."

An Rao was puzzled: "How can I treat you well?"

"My dad wants to see you."

"Uncle? Why."

"Just come, don't bring gifts."

Although he didn't know what Yin Xueya was singing, An Rao bought some fruit and supplements, and took Chu Guannan to Yin Xueya's house.

Just like the last time I came here, there is a smell of books everywhere in the house.

"Come here? Come in and sit down." With a kind smile on his face, Yin Suzhi helped An Rao find slippers, saw him take off his shoes, and offered to put them into the shoe cabinet for him.

An Rao hurriedly said, "Uncle is too polite", but in a blink of an eye, he saw that he did not prepare slippers for Chu Guannan.

So much so that Chu Guannan stood at the door like a sculpture.

Yin Xueya leaned on the door frame and looked at Chu Guannan, laughed out loud, shook her head, and found slippers for him.

The father and daughter had prepared a table of good dishes long ago, and warmly greeted them to come in to wash their hands and eat.

"Xiao An has been wronged recently, but fortunately, she has been wronged, so this meal will be your cleansing." Yin Suzhi said with a smile.

An Rao felt strange.

It would be normal for Yin Xueya to treat guests, but it was Yin Suzhi.

Do they have a good relationship like this?

"Where, Sister Xueya usually takes good care of me, so I should invite you, and trouble you to cook so many dishes."

An Rao looked at the delicacies on the table, most of them were his favorites.He never revealed his preferences, could this be telepathy?

He picked up a piece of meat stuffed with sharp peppers and bit into it gently. Yin Suzhi beside him smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, his eyes were full of kindness, and he never took his eyes off him from the moment he entered the door.

"Is it delicious?" Yin Suzhi asked.

"It's delicious. Uncle is really good at cooking."

Yin Suzhi grinned so much that her mouth reached to her ears: "I will make it for you often after I like it."

Yin Xueya wrinkled her nose and tugged at her father's mustache in dissatisfaction: "Dad - people like sweet and sour pork ribs, so you can make them too."

Yin Suzhi's expression became serious: "Eat more vegetables and less meat, how can you be photogenic if you eat fat."

"Is this starting to treat people differently?"

While joking, Chu Guannan picked up a piece of bamboo shoot and put it in the bowl of An Rao.

An Rao glanced at him and whispered, "I don't like bamboo shoots."

Chu Guannan said in a low voice, "You can't be picky eaters."

Yin Suzhi on the opposite side frowned suddenly, and said in a blunt tone, "If he doesn't like to eat, don't force him."

Then with a smile, he pushed the pepper stuffed meat in front of An Rao, and said to him: "Eat whatever you like, if you can't reach it, let Xueya pinch it for you."

Chu Guannan was silent.

I always feel targeted.

"By the way, Xiao An, how is your father recently?" Yin Suzhi suddenly asked An Rao's father.

"Thank you for your good health."

"That's good, that's good..." Yin Suzhi nodded, and the smile faded little by little.

Suddenly, he looked at Chu Guannan again, and said sharply, "Xiao An can't catch the fish, and you are tall and tall, so can't you help him?"

This time, Chu Guannan and An Rao couldn't help being puzzled.

Chu Guannan silently picked up a piece of fried fish and sent it to An Rao's bowl.

An Rao was stunned for a while, then suddenly said to Chu Guannan: "I don't like fish."

"Aren't you going to pick it up?"

Yin Suzhi patted the table lightly, her gray eyebrows furrowed: "I told you that if he doesn't like to eat, don't force him."

Now An Rao can be sure that Yin Suzhi is indeed targeting Chu Guannan.

I don't understand, if you don't like him, you can't let him come, but you want to emphasize that you must bring Chu Guannan.

Yin Suzhi cleared his throat, and looked at An Rao with a kind smile: "Xiao An, usually at home, who usually does the cooking and housework."

An Rao honestly said: "My husband does it."

Yin Suzhi nodded with satisfaction: "If there is something missing at home, who will pay for it?"

"It's my husband too."

Yin Suzhi nodded in satisfaction again, and continued to ask: "Is your husband busy with filming, and does he often accompany you at home?"

An Rao thought for a while: "He's very busy filming, sometimes he won't be home for a month."

When Yin Suzhi heard this, his eyebrows twitched, and he looked around on the table, with an angry look, as if he was about to pick up a rice spoon and smash Chu Guannan's head in the next moment.

"What are you doing with so many scenes! Just enough money to spend, what is more important than spending time with your family!"

An Rao slowly played one?

Chu Guannan lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing the embarrassing atmosphere, Yin Xueya hurriedly stopped her: "Dad, what are you doing, you care so much about the young couple's affairs, even if you are your own son, you can't do this, really."

An Rao was stunned.

Recalling what Yin Xueya said just now, the emphasis is on "such" instead of "pro son".

After saying this, Yin Suzhi was obviously stunned, and the hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.

Yin Xueya looked at his father like this, scratched her head, and simply put down her chopsticks: "To be honest, I said that on purpose, Dad, don't hold back."

She got up and went into the bedroom, took out a document and put it on the table, and nodded: "Rao Zai, the last time you came to our house, my dad secretly collected your hair that fell on the sofa for a paternity test. Then, as a result, you can see for yourself."

An Rao slowly opened his eyes wide.

"Why do you need a paternity test?"

"First, my dad thinks you look like my lost brother. Second, he thinks your calligraphy is similar to my brother's when he was a child. He was a little suspicious, so he went for an appraisal."

An Rao looked at the paternity test for a long time, and slowly opened it.

The last line of fine print:

[Explanation of results: After calculation, the cumulative parental index (CPI value) is 1207217.0923, and the parental probability (RCP) is 99.9999%.The comprehensive paternity index paternity possibility is 99.9999%]

The world became silent all of a sudden, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Oh, no wonder Yin Suzhi looked at Chu Guannan coldly.

It turned out that the original owner's father was Yin Suzhi.

It's not hard to understand, in the book world, one can ignore one's own DNA and force fathers to be kind and sons to be filial.

If the original owner found out, he must be very happy.

"Dad? Dad, why are you crying? It's a good thing." Yin Xueya's voice broke the silence.

Looking up, I saw Yin Suzhi crying, patting his daughter's hand lightly: "I'm fine."

"After eating, the food is cold." Yin Suzhi picked up the chopsticks, his voice trembling.

An Rao was silent for half a minute, and slowly opened his mouth: "Dad?"

"Click!" The chopsticks fell to the ground.

Yin Suzhi stood up slowly, went to An Rao's side and hugged him, patting his back constantly, her voice was so choked up that it was difficult to say a complete sentence: "Xiao Zhou, Dad, Dad has been looking for you for 16 years. When the result of the appraisal was made, I was happy... but I didn't dare to tell you, for fear of disturbing you."

An Rao chuckled lightly: "Don't cry, I'm back now."

Let me comfort this old man for the original owner first, after 16 years of searching, I have exhausted half my energy, it is really not easy.

After dinner, Yin Suzhi took An Rao to look at the previous photo albums, and said "Little Boat" in his mouth. He kept holding An Rao's hand and refused to let go.

That hand, old but warm.

An Rao couldn't help but think, how does his own father's hand feel?The man who was strategizing in the mall with gold-rimmed glasses had never held his hand since he could remember.

An Rao tightened his five fingers and held Yin Suzhi's hand instead.

My heart is warm, and I even feel a little jealous of the original owner.

It's nice that he has two fathers who love him so much.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock, seeing that Yin Suzhi was yawning non-stop, that An Rao got up to leave.

The old man took his son's hand all the way to the garage, watched Chu Guannan open the car door, he stooped and got into the co-pilot again, pressed the car seat, and pulled the seat belt, then looked at Chu Guannan, his tone Still blunt:

"Drive carefully and pay more attention to the co-pilot."

Chu Guannan bowed to No. [-] father-in-law: "Don't worry."

The two got into the car, Yin Xueya held the car door, and said with a smile: "Brother, come and see Dad when you have time, and call your adoptive father over to have a meal together when you have time."

An Rao nodded: "Understood, sister."

Supported by her daughter, Yin Suzhi followed the car all the way to the gate of the community, and stood there reluctantly watching the car leave.

The neon lights flowed through the car window, and Chu Guannan glanced at An Rao who was looking at his mobile phone.

He turned his head away, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Are you happy?"

"Happy, what about the two fathers, they can receive double New Year's money during the Chinese New Year."

Chu Guannan was happier. A father-in-law is already scary, and he has two.

"But why have I never heard you mention your family?" Speaking of father, An Rao became curious about Chu Guannan's family.

Chu Guannan looked ahead, and said in a cold tone, "There's nothing to say."

An Rao was sensible and did not continue to ask, and tilted his head: "I'm sleepy, sleep for a while, call me when we arrive."

Soon, the sound of rhythmic breathing came.

The red light came on, and the car slowly stopped behind the white line.

Chu Guannan stretched out his hand to try An Rao's hand.

A little cool.

He turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car, and took a thin blanket from behind to cover him.

When they arrived at the underground parking garage, Chu Guannan did not call An Rao to get up, but took off his coat and covered him, wrapped him in a thin blanket and carried him out.

An Rao sleeps very badly, as long as it is not dawn, he will not be shaken by thunder.

Seeing his peaceful sleeping face, and his cute appearance nestled quietly in his arms, Chu Guannan lowered his head and kissed his forehead, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Good night, little girl."

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!