I heard that the whole network is waiting for my debut

Little monk Lian Sang was beaten up, and the murderer was his gentle brother Song who he defined as a good guy.

The reason is that he always said the word "death" and confessed a few last words.His elder brother Song didn't like to hear it, so he attacked him.

At this moment, sitting on the plane, he carefully glanced sideways at Song Xingcheng, who was holding a document, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and had an indifferent face.Good-looking is good-looking, handsome is also really handsome, but it is a bit cold.At first glance, it looks like the elite male gods who are forbidden by the netizen on Weibo.

With a cold face, he looked really fierce, completely different from his usual gentle and even enthusiastic appearance.

Lian Sang sighed plaintively as he touched his head, which was aching.He finally understood his senior brother's troubles in the past - Brother Da Song, like Brother Yu, is someone they dare not beat up!

It's really a turn of events, and when he meets someone like Brother Da Song, he finally understands the aggrieved feeling that his senior brother didn't dare to fight with others after being bullied by Brother Yu in the past.There's no way, Brother Da Song is not as rough-skinned as he is and has the ability to fight back, so he really doesn't dare to fight back casually.

He could only hold his head and feel sorry for himself, and at the same time, he had to carefully avoid the probing eyes of the stewardess.It's true that he was wearing a mask, but he was often looked at by others along the way, and I don't know if it was because his eyes were too good-looking.Fortunately, no one called out his name, perhaps because he was too popular.

None of this matters.The most urgent task at the moment is to calm down his Big Brother Song.Lian Sang lowered his head and began to think about how he calmed down his master, senior brother and brother Yu when he usually angered them.But after thinking about it, it seemed that those three had hardly ever really gotten angry with him.Even if there was, his master and senior brother would just grab him and beat him up, and the anger disappeared after the beating.Brother Yu reasoned with him, and when he obediently admitted his mistake, Brother Yu's anger disappeared.

Neither of these two paths would work here, even Song Xingcheng, Lian Sang tried to make sense at first.Everyone is mortal, and accidents may come at any time. If you don't explain your last words now, if you die suddenly one day, you will have no time to regret it.He said a lot of similar things, but Brother Da Song didn't listen to a word, and was still angry.

He had no choice but to think hard about how others would calm him down when he was usually angry.After thinking about it, it seems that they are all giving him food directly...

Oh no, someone is different!Niuniu from Sister Sha's family, the little girl who is a few years younger than him.Whenever the girl made him angry, she hugged him and shook her hand, coquettishly saying nice things.Every time she used this trick, he would have nothing to do, and he couldn't get angry at all.

He looked at Song Xingcheng, who was reading the documents seriously, and hesitated a little.To coax, or not to coax...

A flight attendant happened to come over, Song Xingcheng asked her for a glass of boiled water with a cold face, without looking at Lian Sang the whole time.

The child finally couldn't hold it anymore, and while the stewardess was walking away, he grabbed Song Xingcheng's arm and shook it, and deliberately softened his voice and said, "Brother Da Song, don't be angry, I was wrong~~"

The voice is called a whine, and the tone is called a grievance.

Song Xingcheng's body froze, he forgot to swallow the water, and slowly turned his head to look at the child.

Lian Sang saw that there was something going on!He immediately pulled off the mask decisively, and then shook Song Xingcheng's arm.At the same time, he twisted his body, puffed up his cheeks, and blinked his big innocent eyes.The small appearance is indescribably charming, and even more indescribably funny.

Song Xingcheng: "Pfft!"

The heavenly girl sprayed Lian Sang with boiled water all over her forehead in a fancy way.

Lian Sang: "..." This is different from what was agreed!Wronged.JPG.

Song Xingcheng covered his mouth, lying on the platform in front of him, shaking with laughter.But still can't make a sound, that's called a pain.

Lian Sang covered his face, and said in a deep tone, "As long as you are happy..."

After saying this, I saw Song Xingcheng trembling even more. I don't know, I'm afraid he might be Parkinson's.No, I noticed that the stewardess here was walking this way, and was going to ask about the situation.Seeing Lian Sang, he hurriedly covered his face and got up and ran to the bathroom.

Hiding in the bathroom, he washed his face and wiped his hair. After calming down for a while, the child returned to his seat.

At this time, the stewardess had already left, and Song Xingcheng in the next seat also returned to his serious appearance, but his face was flushed, and the corners of his mouth could not restrain himself from rising.This uptick almost escalated into wild laughter when he saw Lian Sang.

Reluctantly, the child put the mask back on, spread his hands, and said very maturely: "Let's have fun, it's okay, as long as you are happy."

Song Xingcheng almost lost control.After finally calming down, he patted the child's fluffy hair and said, "Where did you go to school to learn crooked ways?"

"It's all to make you happy." Lian Sang said aggrievedly, "You are really hard to make. I used to think that whoever marries you will be happy, but now it seems that it may not be so."

Difficult to coax, and a little bit of domestic violence.Tsk, except for him who is physically strong, resistant to beatings and has a good temper, I am afraid that no one can stand Brother Song.

Song Xingcheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Are you still worried about me?"

"It's not me, it's Brother Song who is worried." When the child pushed the blame on Song Xing without any pressure, "You are in your twenties, the legal age of marriage has passed and you haven't dated yet, is it appropriate?"

"There must be something suitable." Song Xingcheng took out a piece of paper and wiped his hair carefully.

Lian Sang took advantage of the situation and asked, "Then what do you think is suitable?"

"Why, want to be a matchmaker for me?"

"If there are such conditions, it's not impossible." The child was not talking nonsense, he knew a lot of people, both men and women.

Song Xingcheng smiled, and said casually: "The appearance is decent, and the character is also good. It is best to have a cheerful personality and a healthy body and mind. In today's terms, you must also have an interesting soul."

Lian Sang thought for a while, then frowned and said, "I think I am quite suitable in all aspects, except for the first one - my appearance is too passable."

Song Xingcheng was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help scrutinizing the child's appearance.

The nose and mouth are blocked by the mask, only revealing the small ears and those beautiful peach blossom eyes.At this time, those eyes slightly narrowed into a smile, and the thick eyelashes couldn't stop the little smile inside.A pair of eyes are reflected by a little warm sun outside the window to reflect thousands of stars, with a breathtaking beauty, so bright that you can't wait to drown in it.

At that moment, Song Xingcheng felt as if something had gently scratched his heart.It doesn't hurt, it just itch badly.

Seeing Song Xingcheng's delay in responding, the smile in Lian Sang's eyes faded, revealing some doubts and worries: "Brother Song, what's wrong with you?"

Song Xingcheng quickly came back to his senses, and said nonchalantly, "No."

After a pause, he skipped the half-spoken object question before, and said, "Stop talking about death in the future, do you understand?"

"Understood..." The child replied sullenly, why did he go back to this question...

Seeing the child's depression, Song Xingcheng pursed his lips and said nothing.He didn't like to hear people he valued talk about death, Song Xingshi was like this, and so was Lian Sang.Even one day, they will all face this kind of thing.

He looked down at the document again, but for some reason, he couldn't read the content.He simply closed the file and turned his head to chat with the child.

I didn't even think about turning my head, but what I saw was that the child's head was dozing off bit by bit.

Probably because I was too tired from recording the program and didn't have a good rest.Song Xingcheng called him softly, not only did the child not wake up, but the arc of his head pointing forward became wider.

Afraid that the child would accidentally fall down, Song Xingcheng hurriedly reached out to cover his head, and carefully and gently pressed the other head onto his shoulder.

As soon as it touches the shoulder, the child will automatically and spontaneously rub his face back and forth until he finds a comfortable angle, and then falls asleep comfortably.

He was indeed a little tired these two days, he didn't have enough rest time, and the show was full of physical work, so he would inevitably feel sleepy afterwards.Dazedly feeling someone touching his head, he didn't open his eyes.He knew that the person beside him was a trustworthy person, and he could relax in front of that person.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Lian Sang vaguely heard a familiar voice calling him.He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Song Xingcheng's smiling face.

The child showed a silly smile at Brother Song, sat up straight, and said, "Brother Song, are we here?"

"Yes, we're here." Song Xingcheng replied, and handed him water again: "Take a sip before getting off the plane."

Lian Sang took it and took a couple of sips before recovering.He looked at the shoulders of Song Xingcheng's wrinkled shirt, patted it embarrassedly, and said, "Are your shoulders sore? Do you want me to massage them for you later?"

Song Xingcheng shook his head: "No, it's okay."

"Okay." Lian Sang didn't insist, took the backpack from the assistant, turned around and got off the plane with Song Xingcheng.

As soon as I came out of the exit, I saw many girls guarding another exit.Those girls were holding some branded fans and other things in their hands, and some were holding cameras and so on. It seemed that fans had come to pick them up.

Lian Sang pulled Song Xingcheng, and said with a little envy: "I don't know which star is so popular, and there are fans picking him up, I have never done it before!"

The assistant Chen Qi rolled his eyes from behind, and responded in a low voice: "Your itinerary has been completely hidden, and everyone doesn't know your route, so how can I pick you up?"

As a result, as soon as the voice fell, a little girl shouted not far away: "Hey, is that the little monk?"

Lian Sang hurriedly looked up, and happened to meet a large group of girls.

"It's him, it's definitely him!"

"Ah, little monk! Why is he here!"

"Hurry up, my god, this wave is worth it, there is a little monk..."

Nearly half of the fans who had been standing there waiting for their idol to come out suddenly ran to Lian Sang's side, extremely enthusiastic.

Lian Sang didn't pay attention, and was directly blocked.The child's eyes were full of horror, and he covered his mask and shouted anxiously: "It's not me, it's not me!"

The girls became even more excited when they heard this, with a green wolf light in their eyes.

"It's him, it's him, it must be him!"

"Ah, little monk, it's really him!"

"Zai Zai, I recognize you even when you turn into ashes, so don't hide it..."

Song Xingcheng covered his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.This silly boy...

He gave Lian Sang's assistant a wink, and that person understood in seconds.So the two teamed up to cover the retreat of the little monk.

Song Xingcheng, his driver, and Chen Qi, the three old men blocked a group of little girls, and it went smoothly at first.But after all, there are only three of them, and there must be dozens of people on the other side, and they are all young girls.You can't push, beat, or scold.So after a while, the little girls broke through their line of defense and rushed straight to Lian Sang.

Seeing this, Lian Sang, who hadn't run far, was so frightened that his expression changed.Just as I was about to take a turn, I saw someone squatting over there at some point.There was a wolf in front and a tiger in the back. The child was so frightened that he hugged a nearby stone pillar in a panic and went up...

Everyone: "!!!!"

If you don't agree with each other, you will go to heaven, is that okay? !

The author has something to say: The pre-collection pit next door is for collection.

Recently, the computer freezes and the response is too slow.As a result, typing is always delayed so that it often jumps out after I have already typed the next line... so I didn't even notice the typo. [For example, "nearly", the first word that pops up when Wubi even typed "besides this"... I wouldn't have found it if it wasn't for the after-the-fact inspection].It even caused situations such as pasting and copying, thinking that it was unsuccessful, and pressing the shortcut key again, resulting in repeated, stuck and returned documents, and even restarting the computer, causing baldness.

Want to change, but my wallet always tells me: No, you don't want to.Crying QAQ