Overlord insists on giving me money [Entertainment]

"Where did the pheasant come from, dare to be presumptuous in front of me." Yan Shu glanced at Weibo, frowned, then picked up his mobile phone and went to the balcony to make a call.

Meng Yanzhang checked Ren Pengxuan's Weibo, and it was indeed the popular little fresh meat.

Ren Pengxuan's fans jumped up and down very vigorously, which made many passers-by who didn't know the truth believe their words.

Some people said that Ren Pengxuan was too young to be suitable for the role of Nie Tingxi, and Ren Pengxuan's fans immediately came forward to criticize him, saying that his brother's good looks, if he didn't deserve it, who else would.

Some people also saw Ren Pengxuan's photo and praised him for being handsome. If he played Nie Tingxi, it should be acceptable. Ren Pengxuan's fans immediately stepped forward to offer a big gift package, crazy about Amway's own idol.

Meng Yanzhang felt that he was probably old and could not keep up with the times. These little girls were young, they were good at controlling reviews, ranking lists, cutting videos, writing literature and painting, and they were very disciplined. military.

The official blog of "Cang Yun Biography" ignored the enthusiasm of Ren Pengxuan's fans, or said that they were happy to see the success, and increased their popularity for free.

Yan Shu frowned and said to Meng Yanzhang, "Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it."

"Hmm." Meng Yanzhang was not interested in these smokeless wars on the Internet.

Yan Shu told him, "Take a few photos and send them to Tang Yao, and he will give you P."

Probably because he knew that Meng Yanzhang didn't know how to take photos, Yan Shu didn't expect him to finish the selfie. He picked out the most pleasing ones from dozens of photos and repaired them, and then posted them on Weibo.

"Okay." Meng Yanzhang nodded in response.

……

When Duan Jiangqiu returned home, he was surprised to see Meng Yanzhang taking a selfie and looking very distressed.

He put on his slippers and walked over, "Take a selfie?"

Meng Yanzhang turned around and saw him, and stood up, "Well, Brother Yan asked, I'll make dinner."

"It's okay. I'm not very hungry right now. Take your time." Duan Jiangqiu took off his coat and put it on his arm. Covered with fine beads of sweat.

Meng Yanzhang passed by him, but he didn't smell the smell of sweat. Instead, he smelled a faint cool fragrance, like the snow in winter, clean and cold.

Duan Jiangqiu took out a rubber band from the cabinet, raised his hand and tied up the black hair on the back of his neck, exposing his blue and white slender neck.

When he lowered his eyelids, the thick eyelashes were like crow feathers, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye formed a strong contrast with his porcelain-white skin under the light. The black and white spots competed in Meng Yanzhang's eyes, making him subconsciously lick his dry hair. lips.

The downward gaze naturally fell on Duan Jiangqiu's waist, and the thin white shirt drew a seductive line when he raised his hand.

The scene of Duan Jiangqiu smoking on the balcony in the previous life flashed through Meng Yanzhang's mind, overlapping with the scene at this time.

He covered his mouth and turned his head sideways, but his peripheral vision fell on Duan Jiangqiu uncontrollably.

"Has the photo been taken yet?" Duan Jiangqiu asked with a braid behind his head, turning around.

"Hmm...no." Meng Yanzhang concealed his panic, and walked to the refrigerator as if nothing had happened.

He opened the refrigerator and looked at the dishes inside, thinking about what to eat tonight.

“Cream of Chicken and Mushrooms?”

Duan Jiangqiu thought for a while, "Yes."

"How about pasta tonight?"

"Well, okay." Duan Jiangqiu took out his mobile phone from his pocket and called out to him, "Meng Yanzhang."

"Huh?" Meng Yanzhang turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Duan Jiangqiu taking a picture of him with his mobile phone.

Duan Jiangqiu looked at the photos on his phone and whistled in satisfaction, "Very handsome."

In the photo, Meng Yanzhang was naturally relaxed and looked over with a bit of casualness. His heroic eyebrows and handsome features formed a sharp contrast with the refrigerator behind him, especially the refrigerator was full of beautiful things and neatly placed all kinds of food.

Add a touch of softness to his resolute and handsome appearance.

Duan Jiangqiu came down from the upstairs after taking a shower. Meng Yanzhang was still busy in the kitchen. He suddenly remembered that there was a professional camera in his room, so he went back and pointed at Meng Yanzhang with a DSLR.

Probably because he was too focused on making dinner, Meng Yanzhang didn't notice that Duan Jiangqiu was shooting him with a DSLR, and he didn't raise his head until he heard a series of clicking sounds.

It's the scorching heat right now, the air conditioner is on in the room, Duan Jiangqiu has just come out of the shower, he is wearing flat ironed home clothes, the somewhat wide neckline slides down with his movements, revealing a straight and sunken collarbone, She wore a pair of beige trousers on her long and straight legs, and a pair of light gray slippers under her white ankles.

Holding the camera in his hand, he squatted on the ground with his legs apart and kept taking pictures of Meng Yanzhang.

Meng Yanzhang stared at his long legs for a while, and praised: "The flexibility is really good."

"It's okay, I can barely do the split." Speaking of Duan Jiangqiu performing a split for Meng Yanzhang on the spot, Meng Yanzhang's eyes widened in surprise.

"It seems that my precious sword is not old." Duan Jiangqiu was about to get up, when he suddenly said "Hey" and waved to Meng Yanzhang, "Quick... come and help me..."

Meng Yanzhang thought he was up to his waist, so he ignored the food in his own pot for a moment, and hurried forward to hold Duan Jiangqiu's waist, and picked him up.

"How is it? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Meng Yanzhang frowned and asked, completely oblivious to the anxiety and worry revealed in his words.

Duan Jiangqiu lay on his shoulder, smelling the gardenia fragrance on Meng Yanzhang's body, his brain lost control for a moment, and he wanted to hug Meng Yanzhang back, kiss him, and possess him.

"I'm just kidding." Duan Jiangqiu took a step back, stood up straight, with a smile on his face, "Do you really believe it?"

The heart that was raised immediately returned to the original place, not only that, but also sank, Meng Yanzhang suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, and said dryly: "Oh, it's good that it's okay."

Meng Yanzhang returned to the kitchen, turned off the fire, and put the dishes out of the pot.

Looking at his cold side face, Duan Jiangqiu suddenly seemed to be beaten dumb, he didn't know what to say, he was just making a joke, Meng Yanzhang couldn't afford such a small joke, could he?

After standing there for about 2 minutes, Duan Jiangqiu stepped forward, "Are you angry?"

"I'm just kidding..."

Meng Yanzhang arranged the dishes very beautifully, and then handed them to Duan Jiangqiu, "Please pass them over."

Duan Jiangqiu looked at him hesitantly, Meng Yanzhang suddenly raised the corners of his lips, "I'm not angry, it's not like that."

Really not, Duan Jiangqiu is his benefactor, whether Duan Jiangqiu sleeps with him or not, his resources are indeed given by Duan Jiangqiu, but if he wants to continue to mess around, it is impossible for him to be angry with Duan Jiangqiu.

"Oh." Duan Jiangqiu couldn't tell what was wrong, but there was an uncomfortable atmosphere in the air, so he took the plate and put it on the dining table.

Knowing that Meng Yanzhang is a straight man, what can he expect.

It rained heavily at night, Duan Jiangqiu tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. At around three o'clock in the morning, he lifted the quilt, warmed himself a cup of milk, drank the cup of hot milk, and fell asleep as expected.

The sound of crackling outside the window, and the sound of rain falling on the leaves along the window made it difficult to sleep.

It was another rainy night, and the smell of humidity in the air made Duan Jiangqiu very uncomfortable. He even had the illusion that his sheets were all damp.

"Boom--"

The thunder and lightning seemed to pass through the barrier of the house and strike the person.

Duan Jiangqiu's hands and feet were cold, and his palms were sweating, wet and cold. He stood by the window and looked out at the dark night. There was a strong wind, lightning and thunder.

After standing there for about half an hour, he suddenly turned around and took out a violin, pushed open the French windows and walked to the balcony.

The strong wind knocked down the vase chairs in the house and flipped the pages of books on the table.

The curtains were rattling by the wind, but Duan Jiangqiu turned a deaf ear to it. Standing in the rain, he let the rain wash over his body. He put the violin on his shoulder, and the moment the bow touched the strings, a passionate melody burst out.

Meng Yanzhang was sound asleep when he was awakened by the passionate sound of the piano from nowhere.

Raising his hands to his eyelids, his mind was a little dizzy. He reached out to turn on the light, and the dazzling light penetrated into his eyes through his fingers.

The sound of the piano became more and more clear, as if it came from the next door, accompanied by the sound of glass breaking.

next door? !

Meng Yanzhang got up suddenly and rushed to the next door. Duan Jiangqiu's door was locked, no matter how much he knocked, no one paid attention.

The sound of the piano continued, mixed with the sound of glass and porcelain breaking.

He clenched his fists, turned back to his room, opened the French windows, and rushed into the rain. From the balcony, he clearly saw Duan Jiangqiu standing in the rain, playing the violin with his eyes closed.

Meng Yanzhang couldn't care less about admiring Duan Jiangqiu's beautiful piano sound, another thunder rumbled in the sky, his heart trembled with the thunder, and he ran to the edge of the balcony, calling his name to Duan Jiangqiu who was opposite.

"You don't want to die?!"

Duan Jiangqiu ignored him. I don't know if it was the sound of the rain that swallowed Meng Yanzhang's voice, or Duan Jiangqiu was too self-absorbed to hear his voice at all, or Duan Jiangqiu heard it and he just didn't want to talk to Meng Yanzhang.

In the rain, Duan Jiangqiu was wet from the rain, his black hair stuck to his pale skin, raindrops hung on his eyelashes, his skin was as white as a ghost, only his lips were as red as blood.

The icy rain made Meng Yanzhang shiver. He couldn't understand why Duan Jiangqiu stayed up in the middle of the night and climbed to the balcony to play the violin in the rain, and wouldn't he be cold?His body has not yet froze, his fingers are flying over the strings flexibly.

At this moment, the sound of the piano came to his ears, and Meng Yanzhang looked at Duan Jiangqiu who was opposite, and couldn't move his eyes in a daze.

He didn't understand the rhythm, but he could hear a deep sense of sadness from this passionate piece, that emotion was like sea water under the night, engulfing him and making him breathless.

"Boom—" A flash of lightning brought Meng Yanzhang back to reality, his eyes widened in horror, and he opened his mouth wide to tell Duan Jiangqiu to come into the room quickly.

But everything in reality seemed to be in slow motion. In the lightning, he clearly saw Duan Jiangqiu opened his eyes and looked at him. Those eyes were like a dark river underground, without a trace of light.

He opened his mouth wide and froze in place comically.

Duan Jiangqiu on the opposite side suddenly smiled at him, gorgeous and thrilling, like a rose watered by blood.

"Does it sound good?"

His voice was like a ghost, which made Meng Yanzhang get goosebumps all over his body.

madman.

he thinks.

Meng Yanzhang's lips moved up and down, "It sounds good."