The actor is a white fox demon

When Ji Yun received his son's call for a long time, he was stunned for a while, and the middle-aged man, who was always serious in speech, grinned, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were crowded together.

He was about to pick it up, when he suddenly thought of something, his face stiffened, he planned his speech and planned to give Ji Manchuan a lesson first.

This kid refused to inherit his good family property, so he had to go to the entertainment industry to sing.

Sing?Isn't that an actor? Ji Yun has been in the political and business circles for half his life, and he has been in contact with celebrities. Wherever he sees those actors who sell jokes, he subconsciously has a prejudice against this profession.

So, after Ji Manchuan graduated from university, when he said he wanted to enter the entertainment circle, Ji Yun clearly expressed his disapproval and planned to give him a company to take over.

Unexpectedly, this kid pretended to be quite obedient on the surface, saying that he would go to the company the next day, but in the end he packed his luggage and ran away from home. After turning around, he signed a contract with the entertainment company and went to become a singer.

Ji Yun was so angry that he twitched his beard and said, if Ji Manchuan just wanted to sing, then don't enter the house.

Ji Manchuan really has some guts, so he didn't go home at all, and only called his mother during the Chinese New Year, and occasionally asked his mother out to get together.

The mother and son isolated Ji Yun.

Although Ji Yun watched Ji Manchuan become famous as a singer in the past few years, and he often heard his songs when walking on the street, he couldn't bow his head to his son, so he could only endure it.

Here, as soon as he answered the phone, Ji Yun subconsciously wanted to scold his son with a stern face, scolding him when he remembered that he still had a family, and before he could say anything, he heard his son being bullied up.

Ji Yun stared, "Who? Who dares to bully my son?"

He has been in the army for many years, he speaks loudly, and often has the majesty to teach others. Now that he blew his beard and stared at him, his aura stunned Ji Manchuan for a moment.

Hearing the familiar voice over there, Ji Manchuan suddenly gained confidence and snorted, "Dad, your son is going to be scolded to death, and you don't care about it. I also understand that you have never cared about my life and death." No matter, just let me cry to death outside."

"nonsense!"

Ji Yun was in a hurry, "Obviously you and your mother united to isolate your father, but now you're being bullied and start thinking of me, what did you do earlier?"

"You just say you don't care." Ji Manchuan groaned and said nothing directly.

"Tube!"

"Okay then, let me tell you..."

……

Gu Sui made a small fruit plate. The fruits were all peeled and cut into small pieces of suitable size and placed on the plate, with a porcelain white fruit fork on top.As soon as he entered the living room, he heard Ji Manchuan complaining on the phone with others, as if he was talking about being hacked.

When Ji Manchuan saw him coming out, he hurriedly hissed.

Gu Sui understood, put down the fruit plate, didn't say anything, and waited for him to hang up the phone before asking, "Who is it?"

He listened to what Ji Manchuan said to the other side, "Can this matter be done?", "Don't go too far", and thought he was going to pay for it.

Ji Manchuan picked up a piece of bright yellow orange meat and said casually, "My dad."

Gu Sui noticed that he seemed to be in a good mood now, and his depression was swept away, as if nothing had happened.

"Uncle? I didn't hear you say that."

"Why should I mention him?" Ji Manchuan rolled his eyes, saying so, but there was no alienation and indifference in his eyes, just a little reassurance of dependence.

Gu Sui let out a slow 'oh', remembering that Mu Lan told him that Ji Manchuan was quite powerful behind him, he almost guessed it, and said with a smile, "It turned out that I couldn't quarrel with him, so I sued the parents."

When Ji Manchuan opened his eyes, he looked exactly like his father, "Nonsense!"

Gu Sui smiled silently, stood up and walked into the kitchen, and said as he walked, "I knew you had a backhand, so why should I come here to comfort you. It's not settled yet."

"I didn't ask you to come." Ji Manchuan said so, watching him walk into the kitchen, remembering the delicacies that Gu Sui made on the show, swallowed subconsciously, and spoke slowly, "You... If you want to borrow my kitchen, I don't mind."

"Then do you mind if I make crystal shrimp, rouge goose breast and kumquat ginger honey?"

"I don't mind—"

The second answer was quick.

Gu Sui was busy in the kitchen for a while, and when the plates were brought out, they were almost swept away by someone.Gu Sui himself ate with restraint, which was in stark contrast to the unrestrained Ji Manchuan.

During this period, Yan Xun called. Gu Sui put down his chopsticks and went to the balcony to answer, saying that he was at Ji Manchuan's house.

Yan Xun didn't say anything, Gu Sui asked him if he was okay, Yan Xun also said no.

On the other side of the phone, Yan Xun was carrying a small, delicately packaged box. From the transparent part, it could be seen that there was a piece of strawberry cream cake inside.

He just finished the meeting and went to buy Gu Sui a cake from the cake shop that he mentioned that he wanted to eat a few days ago. He opened the door, wanting to surprise someone, but found that he was not at home, and the house was deserted.

Gu Sui still didn't know the loss of his young man. After hanging up the phone, he just looked at Ji Manchuan's eating and felt extremely cute.people

Gu Sui was born with a good impression of beauty, and Gu Sui couldn't avoid it.

Ji Manchuan's success from his debut to the present, in addition to his good singing skills and creative talent, his appearance also contributed a lot.

Ji Manchuan's appearance is the most fashionable youthful face at the moment. His skin is fair, his hair color changes from time to time, and he draws exquisite makeup on the screen. He looks so perfect that there is no fault.But Gu Sui thinks that he looks better without makeup, his eyes are as clear as a stream, the corners of his eyes are reddish, and his blue-green hair dyed like the Northern Lights is disheveled.

Gu Sui couldn't help thinking in his heart, if Yan Xun also dyed his hair like this, it would definitely not be how Ji Manchuan made him feel.On the contrary, it will be a cold and delicate temperament, like... like a demon who does not eat fireworks.

Gu Sui just thought about it this way, and felt that his face was a little hot. If he put a pair of silver-rimmed glasses with emeralds on the young man's straight nose, long cold-colored tassels would hang from both sides of the frame, and the ends would fall on the slender on the neck.Then put on leather boots, like the boots of Fu Huaisheng's military uniform...

Gu Sui suddenly poured down a large glass of cold water, unable to think about it anymore, his legs were weak.

Ji Manchuan thoughtlessly, after eating, he lay on the sofa and called Gu Sui to play games. It was completely different from the low pressure before, as if he had forgotten about his affairs.

Seeing that he didn't care about it, Gu Sui fought with him and carried someone a few times, which made Ji Manchuan grab his arm excitedly, wanting to let Gu Sui stay in his house.

Where can I find a roommate who can clean up, cook and fly with him?

But even though Ji Manchuan emphasized that he could not charge Gu Sui's rent, Gu Sui still refused.

He thought in his heart that when he lived with Yan Xun, all these jobs were done by young people on their own initiative, and he could just sit back and enjoy their achievements.To balance the two, it is better for Yan Xun to worry.

Ji Manchuan was rejected by Gu Sui, and he wasn't discouraged. He played games half-heartedly to persuade him to live with him, muttering, but the people on the screen stopped moving.

The call is coming.

"Ahhh! Gu Sui, do you think I'm dead?!" Ji Manchuan screamed, seeing the word 'Brother Li' on the caller, he had the desire to kill someone.

"Don't worry, you're dead."

Gu Sui smiled at him.

"..."

Ji Manchuan answered the phone, and Li Jing's voice came from there.

"Hey, Man Chuan, what are you doing! Did you find someone to do that with Xingchen Entertainment?"

"Ah? What's the matter?" Ji Manchuan said in a daze, "I don't know."

"Then hurry up and check it out online, Star Entertainment's official website and Weibo are about to blow up!"

"Okay, I'll go and see."

Ji Manchuan hung up the phone, turned on the computer, and said to Gu Sui, "I'm hanging up, you can hit five."

Gu Sui learned the ok gesture from him, and it happened to be used.

When the game interface displayed 'victory', Ji Manchuan's exclamation just happened.

"Fuck, where did my dad hire a hacker! It's so awesome!!"

Gu Sui put his eyes on the computer screen and froze all of a sudden.A letter of apology to Ji Manchuan was actually posted on the top of Star Entertainment's official website, and even the image of the official website was swamped with the words 'apology' in bright red.

Ji Manchuan hadn't closed his mouth yet, thinking of something, he hurriedly opened Weibo.

The news about Xingchen Entertainment's apology was also flooded on Weibo, especially, Xingchen Entertainment's official blog also sent an apology letter at the same time.

"This...it's unlikely that their company issued it." Ji Manchuan swallowed his saliva as he looked at the apologies, "They are a big company, how could they apologize to me!"

Although Ji Manchuan knew that his show was hacked, there must be a troll bought by Xingchen Entertainment, but this was only well known in the circle, and the audience didn't think so.Now Xingchen's official website and official blog have issued an apology letter, isn't this clearly exposing his black spots.

Who is that stupid?

Gu Sui looked at the comments on Weibo, someone mentioned, hackers?

……

A pair of hands that look perfect, with slender bones and white as jade, it feels a bit wasteful to use such hands to type on the keyboard, but they also feel that they complement each other.

Those hands were so fast that they almost became phantoms. After typing the last piece of code, they closed the webpage.

The owner of the hand is a young man who doesn't look more than seventeen or eighteen, with handsome features and gentle eyes, and wears thin gold-rimmed glasses.

When he raised his head, people couldn't help but feel astonished. That face actually had an eight-point resemblance to Liu Lang's, except that one was tough and the other was gentle.

With a sound of 'click', the door was opened, and Liu Lang walked in from the outside, holding a glass of water in his hand.

"Liu Mo, what are you doing? Playing on the computer again?" Liu Lang frowned, put the water on the table, and asked habitually, "Have you finished your homework? You are already in the third year of high school."

"Brother, when did I turn on the computer before finishing my homework?" Liu Mo picked up the water and drank it slowly.

He looks very quiet, and he speaks in a soft voice, which makes people feel like spring breeze.

It's just that if Liu Lang is confused by his illusion, he can't be his elder brother.

"You have to read the book again after you're done. Don't relax just because of your good grades." Maybe no one would expect that. Liu Lang, who is usually reticent and full of aura, is no different from other parents when he talks about his younger brother at home. "Mom and dad left early. As soon as I go out, there is no one in the family who can watch over you. Don't think I don't know what you are doing behind your back? If you don't study well, what kind of hacker are you? You paid me for studying abroad. I've prepared everything for you, honestly get into the Ivy League, don't ask people to send you a letter from a lawyer..."

As the name suggests, Liu Mo listened to him silently, and smiled, "They? They don't have the ability to find me." That smile looked gentle, but concealed a bit of arrogance.

Liu Lang glanced at him, said 'oh', and said lightly, "Don't take my words to heart? I won't give you Ji Manchuan's signature."

"Don't—" The boy's calm face finally fluctuated, "Brother, have you got Xiaoman's autograph?"

The author has something to say that the superficially gentle and pleasant, but dark-bellied and possessive gentle scum attacks the young master Mao Tsundere who is always cowardly and chirping, oh yeah~~