Handsome old man Jian Xiu re-employment

There were flashing lights below, illuminating the concrete floor of the community with white light, and there was a lot of people's voices for a while.

"Bai Fushui, you are surrounded." Chen Chaosheng said.

"This group of dog-skin plasters haunt me every day, it's really annoying." Bai Fushui gritted his teeth, "Chen Chaosheng, look at the good deeds you have done."

Chen Chaosheng looked at him rather innocently, and blinked: "Senior brother, it's better to be unanimous to the outside world now."

Bai Fushui's pink shirt was crumpled by him, and it was not easy to pursue Chen Chaosheng at this moment, so he just said: "The account between you and me will be settled in the future."

"Damn it." Bai Fushui cursed in a low voice, "Is there any equipment like a loudspeaker?"

"The trumpet is also fine." Bai Fushui glanced at the reporters surrounding him, "It seems that there are only a few hundred people, and Bai can still scold them."

Chen Chaosheng didn't realize what Bai Fushui wanted to do at this moment.

"Senior brother?" Chen Chaosheng looked down, poked his head out and was illuminated by the flashlight, "There are many people surrounded below, and the battle situation is even more serious."

After these reporters experienced the initial chaotic period, they were organized and disciplined in the downstairs of the hotel.

The flashing lights were turned on, the horns were blaring, and the banners were one by one.

Yipaila's banner reads "Bai Fushui is happy with a son," and they are even distributing wedding candies. They are so happy, decorated with lights, that they almost drag Chen Chaosheng down to wash away the dust.

Bai Fushui took a look: "That... seems to be my fan."

"Are your fans like this?" Chen Chaosheng couldn't help but shudder, "Are all your followers like this?"

"Didn't you see that they are all grandpas and aunts?" Bai Fushui sighed quietly, "They hope that I will get married and start a business early, and then calm down and take pictures of devils."

Chen Chaosheng couldn't help but sweat for Bai Fushui.

The other faction seemed to be less friendly, holding a loudspeaker: "Bai Yingdi, what is your hidden marriage..."

"May I ask who is the mother of the child?"

Chen Chaosheng shrank back a little: "Brother, they are so polite, and they still use the word please."

"Bai Yingdi, I heard that you will have children, is this true?" a reporter wearing a red hat asked.

Chen Chaosheng unconsciously looked at Bai Fushui's abdomen.

"You can't really give birth, can you?" Chen Chaosheng asked in a low voice.

"Can a rooster lay eggs?" Bai Fushui flicked him on the forehead, "What pig talk?"

"But you are a vixen." Chen Chaosheng thought of those former Taoist couples of Bai Fushui, "Senior brother doesn't look like a clean and self-sufficient person."

There was still a team left, Chen Chaosheng saw Xie Chunshan's face at the first sight, and backed away guiltily.

Huang Mao answered the phone from behind: "Bai Yingdi, the front desk called and said that the door was locked. But someone is smashing the door, and the police have been called, and they will arrive in about half an hour."

Bai Fushui lifted the broken hair on his forehead, and snorted coldly: "Ask them to send a loudspeaker up."

"The front desk said there is no loudspeaker." Huangmao questioned.

"I do have a little bee." Little Red Mao rummaged through the bag, "The English teacher put me here. I am the English class representative."

He offered with both hands: "Please."

"Thank you." Bai Fushui threw down the rose on his chest.

Red roses fell from the sky, petals fluttering.

Bai Fushui adjusted the headset with ease, and sat straddling the edge of the window: "Listen, the reporters below!"

"You are already surrounded!" Bai Fushui's voice was amplified by the little bees, "You are already surrounded!"

"Quickly put down the cameras and tape recorders in your hands, and surrender quickly!"

"Chen Chaosheng, hurry up and shout something." Bai Fushui grabbed Chen Chaosheng's collar.

Looking at the crowd of people below, Chen Chaosheng felt his heart skip a beat.

But the headset was already handed to his mouth. He was held by the collar, and he repeated dizzily: "The reporters below, you are already surrounded! Put down the flashlight, put down the recorder, surrender quickly! Surrender quickly..."

"Don't make unnecessary struggles! Don't make useless struggles!" Bai Fushui shouted, "Where did you come from, where did you go, don't come in front of your father!"

"Don't care if I have a son or not! Don't care if I have a son or not! Who cares who cuts off children and grandchildren! Who cares who cuts off children and grandchildren!"

"Brother, doing this may damage your image..." Chen Chaosheng was forced to stretch his neck after being strangled.

"Are you kidding?" A trace of surprise flashed in Bai Fushui's eyes, "When did your senior brother have an image?"

"Chaosheng, don't you scold you back when someone scolds you?" Bai Fushui asked him, "It's like a dog biting you, what are you going to do?"

"I want to be quiet and do nothing." Chen Chaosheng's eyes were painfully pierced by the flash light, and he simply closed them.

"You have to stew the dog and drink the soup." Bai Fushui said earnestly, "Foxes eat dogs, it's only right and proper."

"Brother, you are such a good beast." Chen Chaosheng praised sincerely.

"Excuse me, Film Emperor Bai, is it true that you have an illegitimate child?" A reporter below borrowed an isolation speaker from nowhere and yelled at their floor.

All the lights in the hotel that had been turned off were suddenly turned on.

"Yes!" Bai Fushui's voice was a bit louder than his, "Yes!"

"Who is the mother of the child? You have been hiding it for so many years, do you feel guilty towards the fans?" The Red Hat reporter spat out a series of questions like a cannonball.

"I'm your father!" Bai Fushui squeezed the headset, "Zizhong! I'm your father!"

"The one with the red hat! I'm your real father!" Bai Fushui said.

Chen Chaosheng looked at the senior brother who was fighting the Confucianism.

It's been a long time, but the senior brother still looks familiar to him.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand why his brother's Taoist companion should be separated from him.

It is not difficult to understand that Xie Chunshan is Bai Fushui's subordinate.

His senior brother has always been successful in quarreling with his Taoist companions. His Taoist companions suffered a lot from Bai Fushui, and they came to Chen Chaosheng in disgrace.

Talking about Bai Fushui hurt his dignity and stabbed him in the heart...Chen Chaosheng didn't know how to comfort him.

So he patted them on the shoulder every time, saying that Bai Fushui had been very merciful to him, and if he was scolding Chen Chaosheng, he would definitely not have said such beautiful and elegant words.

A layer of sweat broke out on Bai Fushui's face, gray eyeshadow was stuck on his face, and his Adam's apple was slightly red, as if he was in a rush of emotion.

"Excuse me, Film King Bai, who is the mother of the child?" The red hat reporter became more and more aggressive.

"It's none of your business, who is your mother?" Bai Fushui's voice was always louder than his, "Aren't you without father and mother? Such poor quality, why are you yelling here with a microphone?"

"Is it a reporter? Did you buy a press card?" Bai Fushui asked.

His throat hurt a little from roaring.

The red hat didn't answer any more, he glanced at Chen Chaosheng who was sitting and resting, and felt aggrieved in his heart: "Chen Chaosheng, come and answer."

Chen Chaosheng pulled on the window frame desperately: "Brother..."

He didn't have the guts of Bai Fushui.

When there were too many people, his spine was sweating. If he said something, he would be beaten by Bai Fushui if he was self-defeating.

"If you come here, I won't clean the door." Bai Fushui said.

Chen Chaosheng flinched as he pinched his neck and pressed his head next to the headset: "...Although both my parents died when I was young, I don't think everyone here should care about my family issues..."

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