Seven of my nemesis want to marry me after bankruptcy

This sentence stabbed Feng Tu's hornet's nest, Feng Tu slammed the table and said angrily: "No!"

Wei Kesong was taken aback when he was photographed, wondering why this idiot went crazy all morning, just as he was about to choke back, the manager next to him weakly grabbed his arm, interrupting the strange and sour smell dialogue.

The manager stared straight at Feng Tu: "Feng Tu, you'd better tell me that none of these three invitation letters is yours."

Feng Tumu kept his face silent, and the manager seemed to read some facts from his expression that he was extremely unwilling to admit. He covered his face and wailed, then sat on the sofa and began to cry.

The manager said in despair: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooodaddy

Feng Tu said indifferently: "So what if I said it?"

Limp on the sofa, the manager looked at Feng Tu's picture of "I'm going to bring Wei Kesong to the variety show no matter what", and said angrily, "If you want to take him on the show, you may not be able to! Wei Kesong Song has received three letters, so it's not sure who he will be paired with!"

When Feng Tu heard this, his expression was gloomy, and he turned his head and ordered Wei Kesong through gritted teeth: "If you are paired with someone else, you will quit automatically!"

Wei Kesong was at a loss. He didn't even care much about the entertainment industry, let alone following variety shows. He might get screenshots of popular variety shows like "Seven Days of Love" on Weibo, but he didn't understand the rules. I don't know a lot.After the agent explained it to him, he realized what the three invitation letters that arrived this morning represented.

Wei Kesong said in a complicated mood: "It's really not that stupid, did Feng Tu send the wrong message?"

The agent looked serious: "No, the codes of the three invitation letters are different."

Wei Kesong took a deep breath: "Then can I not go?"

Feng Tu was a little annoyed and said, "If I knew you had three letters, I wouldn't have gone. Fuck, it's too late now! I told the other side that I'm going, and it should have been officially announced by now."

The agent turned pale with shock: "What?! Official announcement?????"

As he spoke, he immediately opened Weibo, and found that "Seven Days of Love" had indeed posted a new Weibo, which read [The first cp candidate is confirmed @卫可可可歌], with a picture of four people playing mahjong. All of them were pitch-black men in black, and the silhouette of their faces could not be seen clearly, and Wei Kesong's head was placed on top of the remaining man's head.

The official blog of "Seven Days of Love" has a urgency, that is, the guest candidates will be revealed one by one after the show starts, but in order to whet the appetite of the audience, the CP candidates chosen by the guests will be announced first.

When the CP candidates are announced every year, it is the scene of large-scale Sherlock Holmes guessing and tearing cakes (resources).

The comment area has always been bloody, full of celebrities' initials and fans' slang words, and passers-by are confused, but this year's fans' comment style and passers-by's comment style are surprisingly consistent.

【? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

[? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?To be honest, I thought it was the same name and surname at first, until I clicked in and saw the certification]

[? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Isn't this man bankrupt? ? 】

[In 10 minutes, I want to know which opponent is so cheap and invited Wei Kesong to disgust us Feng Tu? ? ?Go bankrupt dog! ! 】

[I just want to know who hired him so hard? ? ? ?And this picture of playing mahjong? ? ? ?Let me make a blind guess... Damn it, I can't guess who it is! ! ! ! 】

[I want to watch the broadcast now! ! ! ! ! !I beg the director brother! ! ! 】

【Now start guessing whether this bitch is yzt (Yu Zitao)】

The manager looked at the emoji full of hints, and at the rabbit fans who were fighting for Feng Tu in the comment area, he couldn't help but feel sad, and guessed in his heart whether he was a slut or not, it was you Feng Tu actor I did it myself!

The agent was really uncomfortable: "Didn't you still ask CP Fang Shen if he will participate!!! Why did the official announcement directly!! Didn't inform our studio!!"

Feng Tu paused for a moment: "Ask me, I said Wei Kesong is in our studio, and he dares to participate if I participate."

broker:".……"

Wei Kesong sighed from the bottom of his soul: "Feng Tu, are you an idiot?"

Things have come to this, Wei Kesong will be on this show no matter what.

He signed the contract honestly, and his agent told him that he could get 70 yuan for participating in this event. The last point in Wei Kesong's heart was to be with Feng Tu's discomfort with being on a variety show full of pink flavors, both were 70 yuan Scattered under the offensive.

An amateur like Wei Kesong signs a contract for one season, and a celebrity like Feng Tu, this kind of variety show is signed on an episode-by-episode basis, and each episode costs several million.Those who sign over there will be paid in full, while Wei Kesong, who signs for one season, can only get 30.00% at first, and the remaining 70.00% will not be given to him until the recording of the show is completed.

70% of 30.00 is also 21. Just yesterday, Wei Kesong was a poor man who didn't even dare to buy chicken chops for seven yuan. Now, in less than a day, his savings have achieved triple jumps. Entered the well-off food and clothing level.

It was all because of Feng Tu, his former love rival.

Wei Kesong has rarely experienced this kind of strange karma due to the difficult life since he was a child. He took the salary card given to him by his agent and stared blankly at the embossed card number on this ordinary bank card. Wei Kesong stroked these card numbers twice with his thumb, and suddenly smiled.

Wei Kesong has owned many cards, black cards, gold cards, VIP cards, membership cards, and credit cards, but this is the first time he has carefully examined such an ordinary bank card.

Wei Jinglin gave him a card that can be swiped without a limit. On his birthday, Chu Mingzhou gave him a British account card linked to Bitcoin in addition to a wood-carved photo frame. How many cards have been issued.

But these things were taken away, Wei Kesong left empty, and now he finally had his first card, which contained the salary he had been given by his rival Feng Tu whom he had been jealous of for several years.

Wei Kesong was rarely in a happy mood, so he went to a small shop downstairs in the dormitory and ordered the most expensive shrimp and crab roe wonton for himself. When it was served, Wei Kesong took a bite like venting. Crab roe has a strong taste of industrial production, and the soup is cloudy with crumbs of flour that has been boiled until it melts.

Everything was very bad. It was very different from before. The worst fish Wei Kesong had ever eaten was cod that had been frozen for three days. The fishy smell of the sea, cut off a small piece that can't eat the little finger, so someone took it down and threw it away.

When he was very hungry after bankruptcy, Wei Kesong would look at the prices of the things he could eat in the past on the app of the fresh food store, but he didn’t think there was anything special. The unit price of this piece of cod was around 300 yuan. The wages that a convenience store worker can get for a week.

Wei Kesong closed his mouth and chewed hard, forcing himself to swallow. The proprietress wearing an apron next to him saw him devouring the food, wiped his hands on the apron twice with a smile, and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Wei Kesong fell silent, raised a sincere smile, and said sincerely, "It's delicious."

It was steaming hot, and the entrance smelled like fireworks and the market. He touched the card in his pocket, as if he had fallen from the heavenly palace in the unreachable dream to the dusty mortal ground. He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup as if he had just woken up from a dream. .The proprietress smiled and told him to eat more slowly.

Wei Kesong really felt that this bowl of wonton tasted much better than instant noodles and expired whole wheat bread.

"Ah! Best Movie Emperor! Do you still eat noodles today?"

Wei Kesong looked up and saw Feng Tu took out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the tube on the table very naturally, and sat down opposite him Shi Shiran, Wei Kesong almost swallowed a mouthful of noodle soup and sprayed it directly on Feng Tuna On Zhang's exquisite and luxurious face, he coughed: "Ahem, cough, shit!"

Damn it, why do I meet this psycho everywhere I go?

Feng Tu didn't think there was anything wrong, and looked at Wei Kesong's clean bowl with disgust: "This one is the worst."

Wei Kesong coughed until his lung tubes were coming out, and Feng Tu took the time to dislike him, so he was so angry that he couldn't speak, then he heard Feng Tu say naturally: "Give him a bowl of noodles too."

After a while, Feng Tu seemed to suddenly remember something, and told the proprietress: "The bowl just now doesn't add spicy, green onion, or garlic, just add more red vinegar."

Wei Kesong breathed a sigh of relief, at first he wanted to reject this bowl of noodles, but now he heard Feng Tu's words, he looked at Feng Tu strangely, hesitated for a while before asking: "How do you know I like eating red vinegar?" ?”

Feng Tu froze, hugged his chest stiffly and said, "I just know." After a while, under Wei Kesong's increasingly suspicious gaze, he turned his head slightly, his ears turned red, and said in a low voice, "...and it's not just you One likes to eat red vinegar."

Under Wei Kesong's persistent gaze, Feng Tu almost ran away after eating the noodles. Wei Kesong hesitated for a long time before he ate a piece of noodles that had fallen off his chopsticks, and his eyes were so sour that his eyes narrowed a seam.

Too sour, how much did you add?

Seeing that Wei Kesong's neck shrank from the soreness, his face wrinkled into a ball and he kept drinking water, the proprietress laughed loudly and said, "Our red acetic acid is sour, and only Mr. Feng can bear it."

Wei Kesong asked in a daze, "Is Feng Tu good at eating red vinegar?"

The proprietress smiled and said, "It's not just amazing, we only have one bottle for each table, and he can pour half of the bottle into it after eating a bowl of noodles."

Chu Mingzhou also likes this very much. Wei Kesong doesn't like sour food, he prefers spicy food, but Chu Mingzhou's taste is more Huaiyang, which is sour and sweet. In order to eat with Chu Mingzhou, he stuck his neck and said that he likes red vinegar the most. Dip in chilli and it's a pain every time you eat it.

But even if it is so painful, love can explain everything, Wei Kesong still persists in pestering Chu Mingzhou to eat together.

It turns out that Feng Tu also likes to eat red vinegar.

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