shining you

Half an hour later, in the meeting room.

Yao Su clasped his hands on the table in a bad mood, glanced from left to right, and then from right to left, with a sullen face, without saying a word.

Shen Chen felt that if he continued to look at it like this, he would have a heart attack, so he raised his hand to signal: "That, that, Mr. Yao..."

Yao Su's gloomy eyes moved to his face, and he seemed to scrutinize him for a moment before he said, "Huh?"

Sitting seems a bit unable to reflect your repentance?He immediately stood up and bowed his head: "The cause of this incident is all my fault. I know that I was wrong. I hope Mr. Yao will not blame others for my mistakes."

Yao Su stared at him again with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to express some emotions, but he forced himself to hold back, and after a few minutes, he said slowly: "What do you think is wrong with you?"

"Since I have noticed it, I should call and tell Sister Lulu as soon as possible, and Sister Lulu can respond and deal with it in time."

"anything else?"

"... And, and?" What else?Why doesn't he know?

Yao Su nodded, shook his head again, and slid his fingers back and forth on the folder: "Being aware of your own mistakes shows that a child can be taught, but... your awareness is not deep enough."

Not deep enough?

How deep does it need to be?

As he was thinking in silence, he heard a cold sneer.

This laughter is cheap and whizzing, who else is better than the boss? !Shen Chen was drunk, and at this juncture the boss wanted to be different and unique, he was really afraid that the four of them would not die fast enough.

Luo Chongning and Liang Xiao were also shocked, and they looked up at Mu Fuyang.

Yao Su frowned when he heard the sound, and turned to someone who was leaning on the sofa with Erlang's legs up: "What are you laughing at?"

Mu Fuyang snorted again: "I can't even smile?"

Yao Su stared at him, smiled, and sneered: "Okay, of course, with your current attitude, why can't you do it? Who dares to say no?"

He turned the pen in his hand and tapped on the table: "Xiao Shao, take the three of them out first, I have something to talk to Xiao Mu alone."

"You four, each submit an inspection tomorrow, and Xiao Shao will hand it over to me. Handwritten, no less than [-] characters, to make a deep review of your team's laxity, lack of discipline, excessive freedom of movement, and serious disqualification of idols. I After reading it, let the public relations department process it for you, and then push it on the official Weibo. Xiao Shao arranges the press conference the day after tomorrow and makes a brief explanation." He looked back and forth between the four people, and then tapped the desktop, "Sincere review, what's the matter? Just write what you want, if I don’t say something, it doesn’t mean I don’t know.”

"..." The three of them stared and exchanged glances quickly, then quickly bowed and disappeared.

Only Yao Su and Mu Fuyang were left in the conference room.

Yao Su glanced at him: "Stand up."

Mu Fuyang was slightly stunned, the ankle of one leg was still resting on the knee of the other leg: "..."

Yao Su put down his pen, slapped the table, and shouted disregarding his demeanor: "I'll make you stand up!"

With a hiss, Mu Fuyang reluctantly dragged the armrest of the chair back, got up slowly, slouched his legs, and slumped his waist. If he put a cigarette in his hand and put an electric pole behind his back, he would Full of punks on the street.

"What are you doing, convulsions?"

His voice was slightly hoarse, with a hint of provocation.

Yao Su frowned, took a few violent breaths, and tried his best to calm himself down: "I don't want to get angry with you."

Mu Fuyang snorted and said, "This is to inoculate me, which means that if you yell, you will also make me angry?"

Yao Su's face was dark, and he hesitated to speak, as if he couldn't bear it, but in the end he just shook his head: "You can be angry with me as much as you want, and I can bear it."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but sigh softly: "After all, you think I'm sorry for you, and I don't want to explain to you again, there is no need to explain."

"But you can't be angry with your grandpa and grandma." He rested his forehead with a headache, and then raised his head, his eyes were full of sternness and anger, "Those are two seventy-year-old old men! You and Shen Chen took them away." Get angry, have you considered the consequences?"

"........."

He touched the gold watch in his hand and sneered: "Trick them out of the closet, thank you for thinking of it!"

"It seems that I really don't know you well enough. At the age of your grandparents, there is no way for you to fall in love with a boy. You are good. You hit it right away. How much effort did I spend with you?" They explain you're just rebellious and you're not really gay. What? You make me a mess at work and I'll wipe your ass when you get home?"

Mu Fuyang also sneered: "You don't need to explain."

"……What do you mean?"

He said foolishly: "Maybe I like men."

Yao Su was stunned, his tone excited, and he said angrily: "How dare you?!"

"Why don't I dare? I like men or women, even if what I like is not human, what does it have to do with you?"

Yao Su's eyes widened in shock, he pushed his chair back, and looked up and down at Mu Fuyang standing by the table.

What a bohemian, rebellious, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

It is clear that everything is not serious and not caring, but from head to toe, it is out of line, and there is nothing that can be wiped out by the public.

But no matter how out of line, he knew him, and it was absolutely impossible for him to like men.When Mu Fuyang was a trainee, many contemporaries and juniors, and even artists who had already debuted, expressed their love to him. He never asked, and always pretended not to know, but he basically learned a lot from Shao Lulu. Eighth, Mu Fuyang rejected all of them, and he didn't even have many friends. If he had to say something about him that could make him feel a little bit more at ease, it would probably be the only thing left.

Seeing him smiling like a victor, obviously proud of being angry with himself, Yao Su let go of the heart he had just raised.

Impossible, Mu Fuyang lied to himself, just to make himself lose his temper and make Gu Yunan's parents lose his temper.

He adjusted his mood a little, regained his calm, and said in a leisurely manner: "You don't need to provoke me, I know that you, as the captain, oppressed Shen Chen to accompany you to show off to your grandparents, just this one time, it's not an example! Next time you will do it again If you dare to pull him to make such a big joke, I won't deal with you, I will deal with him directly."

Observing Mu Fuyang's expression secretly, his expression was indeed gloomy, he picked up the black bag on the ground, slammed the door and left.

Dorm at night.

It was rare for the four of them to have dinner outside and still gather around the dining table. Liang Xiao squeezed next to Shen Chen with a pen and paper, and muttered softly: "I knew the boss was a weasel giving chicken New Year's greetings, no wonder he paid for everyone to eat. You ghostwrite for him."

Mu Fuyang put his legs on the dining table, swayed back and forth using the two hind legs of the stool as a fulcrum, and swiped his phone with his head down.

The voice was cold: "So full of righteous indignation, why don't you draw your sword to help?"

Damn, why is this man's ears so good!Semi-paralyzed people are different, except for the lower limbs, other places are particularly easy to use.

Liang Xiao complained a lot in his heart, shrinking his neck, rolling his eyes back and forth, not daring to say anything.

Luo Chongning took the mobile phone and wrote quickly. Within 10 minutes, he slapped the white paper on the table: "I'm done."

The remaining three were slightly surprised. Looking up at him, he frantically changed his pen: "I just found an article on the Internet and copied it. I'm going to take a shower and I'm going to play games."

Shen Chen was surprised: "There are also self-criticisms from people in the entertainment industry on the Internet?"

Luo Chongning: "Are you unfamiliar with Weibo? Search cheating, drunk driving, smoking marijuana, graft it, and get it done in minutes."

Weibo?Forgive him for quitting after he praised Oolong last time. If it is not necessary, he will not log in to his own trumpeter and owe it to him.

"Wow! You said it earlier, it caused me to think hard here, and I will use it as a reference to avoid it." He got up and grabbed the piece of paper in front of Luo Chongning, "Chenchen, you copy it too, let's do it twice. Come on, let's play a game together."

"No, no, no." Shen Chen shook his head wildly.

He just patted his chest in front of Mr. Yao to reflect on this matter today, and he is the most serious culprit. How could he have the nerve to copy it? He should write it honestly.

Liang Xiao let out a cry of disappointment, dawdled in front of the desk for another ten minutes, finished writing, and immediately floated away happily.

The boss is still there.

Shen Chen glanced at him.

Take another look.

What do you mean?He still doesn't leave?

He kindly said to him: "Go take a shower and rest. You will have a sincere review tomorrow morning."

"..." Mu Fuyang was still shaking the chair, creaking.

Shen Chen raised his head, waited for his answer for a while, saw that he was silent, guessed that he was not at ease with himself, and said:

"I'll definitely do it for you."

"..."

"Well, how about I finish writing and take it to your room for you to review?"

The creaking sound disappeared, and he heard a chuckle: "You are quite hardworking."

... Really... I don't want to do it in an instant.

Shen Chen couldn't help but snorted coldly: "How about that? Can I still refuse?"

Mu Fuyang put down his phone, put his chair back in a snap, put his hands on his handsome face, and leaned over.

Uh, why is this posture so girly all of a sudden?Don't think you're handsome, you're my idol, and I've been confused by your girly face!

"How to say?"

"After eating your meal, and thanks to you for fighting for me, it was a waste of my free day as an exclusive slave." Sima Da!Why did he say this kind of word, the word exclusive slave is really a good thing.

The boss nodded: "Oh, so you still know why you can't refuse, so I don't need to remind you again."

"..." Got it, can I go back to my room and write, watching you seriously affect my thinking.

Mu Fuyang rolled his eyes.

In front of Luo Chongning and Liang Xiao just now, he didn't want to look at someone.

Can't help but watch it now.

Seeing the soft light from the dining room lightly shining on Shen Chen's face, the long eyelashes fluttering on that face that he already knew looked good, it's really...

It's really itchy.

It’s over.

The idea is fucking gay.

I'm fucking gay so fast?

The heart is teased by the fluffy and slender eyelashes, a little uneasy.

Ready to move... want to flirt back.

That's right, why should he mess up a pool of spring water casually, but I stand still?

Let's not talk about their situation in the future, just now.

Right now……

Adrenaline told himself that he still wanted to flirt back.

He wants to tease back.

He opened his mouth, let out a deep magnetic voice, and said quietly: "Hey, I've never fought for anyone."

"Huh?" Shen Chen trembled.

His voice suddenly softened: "It's usually the kind of second-year teenagers who fight for their girlfriends. I did the same thing for you. Don't you think you should be grateful to Dade?"

Shen Chen's expression was instantly speechless: "The premise is correct...but are you sure you know what you are talking about?"

"...I'm sure, let you know how much you have been favored by me."

"Enhui doesn't need such gay talk." Shen Chen put down his pen and looked up.

"Gay talking gay?" Mu Fuyang smiled secretly, the smile was in his heart, his face was still expressionless, "I'm serious, if you always think that I am a homosexual, I am still sending you gay signals , you are really dangerous, you have too much self-awareness."

Shen Chen felt that he was not overly self-aware.

Because the boss doesn't know which tendon is wrong now, he is not talking to himself.

At least the main intention is not to talk to yourself.

How could someone speak so softly, breathing into his ear on purpose, making his neck itchy.

He shrank his neck and struggled: "I don't have too much self-awareness."

As a result, Mu Fuyang didn't listen to him at all, and immediately began to draw conclusions: "The first possibility is that you think I am gay, a gay who is interested in you. The second possibility is that it is too dangerous. You may You've become gay, and maybe you're actually...deep...potentially...interesting to me."

The author has something to say: Please take a leave of absence, please wait until next Monday, and I will code the manuscript again