I heard that the whole network is waiting for my debut

As soon as Zhao Cheng opened the door and came out, he heard an imaginative howling of tigers and wolves from downstairs.

Words like "too fast" and "slow down" directly reminded him of a discordant life movement.He was so frightened that he ran to the edge of the stairs and looked out.

In the living room downstairs, the tall and thin kid Lian Sang was changing into Song Xingcheng, who was slightly taller and slightly stronger than him, circling around.That speed, if you slow it down a bit, it's a standard idol drama plot.Of course, the premise is to ignore Song Xingcheng's horrified and frightened shouts...

He couldn't help shouting downstairs: "What are you doing, acting in an idol drama?"

Hearing the voice, Lian Sang finally calmed down a little and put Song Xingcheng down.Song Xingcheng was already dizzy at this time, so he didn't have the energy to pay attention to that sentence.

It was Lian Sang who said to him: "Shouldn't idol dramas play romantic music and sprinkle some flowers at this time?"

Zhao Cheng was overjoyed, and while going downstairs, he opened his mouth and sang: "Love drips magic power and turns around~~~~"

The voice is charming and the tone is magical.The more frightening thing is yet to come—the little monk Lian Sang, who heard his singing, danced to the old disco, not forgetting to echo: "dei~dei~~"

At first glance, he usually mixed into the team of square dancing aunts.

The onlookers and Zhao Cheng couldn't help but smile, but Song Xingcheng was in the eye of a beholder, so he couldn't care less about getting dizzy, his eyes fixed on the child, his heart trembled because of the cuteness, he didn't know what night it was.

If he didn't really want to impress himself, I'm afraid he would have gone up to dance with the children by now.

When Bu Youmeng waited for a few people to come down, the downstairs had already returned to calm.Lian Sang and Song Xingcheng greeted them, and they drove out in the car prepared by the program team first.

Lian Sang had just come of age and hadn't had time to test his driver's license, so it was only natural that Song Xingcheng drove.Afraid that the child whose mobile phone was confiscated would be bored, Song Xingcheng even specially gave him the ipad he used for work to play with, which can be described as an aboveboard public and private use.

He happened to be the boss, and it wasn't a principled cheating, so the staff could only turn a blind eye.

Lian Sang didn't dare to chat with Song Xingcheng who was concentrating on driving, and the staff ignored him.The child was idly scrolling through Weibo for a while, and suddenly remembered the fan art between him and Brother Da Song that he had read.

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen it for quite a while. He rubbed his chin, thinking that the journey was a bit far away, so he simply logged on to his Weibo account and followed the tipping list to find it.

I followed the vines to find the author, and found that he was still writing, and there were quite a few new chapters.The child was a little happy, and it was finally time to pass the time.

Following the record, I found the section I watched earlier, and the child began to watch it with relish.

This is incredible, the author is only half sweet and started to abuse!What Song Xingcheng had to choose to marry in order to save his company; what after the marriage, the woman approached Lian Sang and humiliated her with words, etc., the whole plot of the bloody Xiaobai NC Tianlei Rolling.

Happens to see quite exciting.No, the little girl Lian Sang was fascinated, and quietly substituted herself into the text.This is probably an occupational disease developed after becoming an actor. When I read the script, I always subconsciously realize that I have been substituted into the role. The same is true in novels now.What's more, the novel was written in his name.

So when Song Xingcheng found KFC and parked the car, and turned his head to call the child to get off the car, what he met was a pair of resentful and ghostly eyes.I don't know, I thought it was a supernatural film.

Song Xingcheng was so frightened that the word "fuck" stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't spit it out for a long time.Turning to look at the camera team again, several staff members also showed a little panic on their faces.

Thinking of the child who was still holding the ipad to watch until just now, he must have read something in it, and he hasn't recovered yet.Song Xingcheng settled down, and said to the child, "What were you looking at on the computer just now, your eyes are weird."

The child gave a sinister smile, gritted his teeth and spit out a few words: "Look at the scumbag."

Song Xingcheng: "..." What the hell?

He pushed his glasses and frowned slightly: "Why do I feel that the scumbag I'm talking about is me..."

Lian Sang smiled without saying a word, meaning clearly.Tsk, the man who chased him and then turned around to marry someone else, and let his partner humiliate him is not a scumbag, what is it!

Song Xingcheng died innocently, and swear to God: "I swear to God, I have been single since I was born, I am not a scumbag, really!"

"But you are obviously a scumbag in the novel..." The child muttered in a low voice, so scumbag that he wished to scratch the ears of the two of them, so that he could wake up.

The voice was too low, Song Xingcheng couldn't hear clearly: "What?"

"It's nothing." The child glared at him angrily, turned off the ipad, and got out of the car stooping.

Song Xingcheng, who was stared at for no reason, blinked and calmly turned to look at the cameraman: "What happened?"

The cameraman shrugged his shoulders. The kid was holding the camera behind his back when he was playing with his mobile phone. They didn't see clearly what he was looking at.But judging by the frequency of the fingers that only swipe after a while, it is very likely that they are reading some articles.

Unable to get a definite answer, Song Xingcheng simply picked up the ipad that had been randomly thrown on the seat, turned around and quickly followed Lian Sang, planning to check his browsing history when the child was not paying attention.

He really wanted to know what the kid saw that made him the scumbag of the century.

The location of this shooting had been prepared in advance, so Lian Sang didn't have to wrap himself up like in the past, for fear of being surrounded by passers-by.However, there are still many people watching, and some people call his name from time to time.But with the staff controlling it, it doesn't have much impact.

Full of resentment, the child who was too involved in the drama came to the KFC store angrily.By the time Song Xingcheng followed, the kid had already ordered one order of French fries, two cups of Coke, three pairs of chicken wings, four burgers and five red bean pies.After ordering, he reached out to Song Xingcheng who came after him: "Give me the money."

Song Xingcheng: "...No, did we order too much?"

The child pursed his mouth, and his whole body was filled with resentment: "You've spoiled me, you still don't let me eat..."

Song Xingcheng: "..." Injustice is just one word!Is the silly boy bewitched by an evil spirit or is he in some kind of bloody drama at eight o'clock!

In the end, he still handed over the 200 yuan in desperation under the gloomy gaze of the child and the condemning gaze of the waiter.

Seeing that Lian Sang is a star, the clerk kindly discounted the price and got back 60 yuan.The child took it, and without asking Song Xingcheng to touch it, he stuffed it into his pocket, and sat down on a seat as if nothing had happened.

After a while, the waiters put all the things on the table one after another, and the table was full.

Lian Sang directly turned grief and indignation into appetite and gorged himself.Hmph, it wasn't him who gave the money anyway!

Song Xingcheng was terrified and worried about whether he could afford stomach medicine with the remaining 60 yuan.He quickly took out his ipad and looked through the historical records, trying to find out why the child became like this.

Ten minutes later, he raised his head to look at Lian Sang with dull eyes, his face full of fantasy: "Are you... looking at our fanart?!"

The author has something to say: In fact, I really don’t want to put the names of “ipad” and “KFC” because they didn’t give me endorsement fees, which makes me uncomfortable.

Ding dong, a warm reminder from the little monk: the weather is hot, keep warm, don't catch a cold!