You are really not the father of the child

Mushrooms are indeed plants with aura. The pile Yan Qing picked seems to contain a lot of vitality. If boiled into a spiritual soup... it will indeed have the effect of mending tires.

Although there is a danger of the seal breaking around the entrance of the cave, because the dry well has been suppressed for thousands of years, spiritual things emerge in endlessly.

Although Yan Qing has never been to the entrance of the cave, he still has the basic common sense of the monster race.

He looked at the increasingly obvious smile in Geng Yihuai's eyes, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "Here... the spiritual things are better... These two days, my child, it always dislikes me for not having enough demon power..."

Ahhhhh!

What a shame!

It's fine if Geng Yihuai knows that he wants to have a baby by himself, because the demon power is not enough to support the growth of the little demon pill, he has to run out to pick the spiritual things, but he was caught by Geng Yihuai again.

He bent down with a flushed face, and was in a hurry. His bony hands appeared in front of his eyes, helping him pick up the mushrooms first.

There was still some soil from the deep mountains on the mushrooms, but Geng Yihuai didn't care at all, and held the pair of mushrooms in his hands casually.

Yan Qing was startled: "I, I can just take it... Why is Mr. Geng here?"

"Something happened passing by. Why didn't you tell me?"

"what?"

"I need these," Geng Yihuai raised his other clean hand, and flicked Yan Qing's forehead lightly, "I'll do it."

Yan Qing shook his head subconsciously: "How can I bother you?"

Geng Yihuai paused.

Because of this, the smile on his brow disappeared a bit, but the tone of his voice was still gentle in Yan Qing's ears: "Why can't you bother me?"

For some reason, Yan Qing looked at the other party's dark blue eyes, and felt for a moment that Mr. Geng was...disappointed?

Must be an illusion.

He said what was in his heart: "I'm living in your house for nothing, and I rely on you to go back to the studio to work, how can I trouble you..."

The relationship between the two is not confirmed now, Yan Qing can't do this kind of thing that pushes his nose and face.

The disappointed expression on Geng Yihuai's face could no longer be concealed.

The deep mountains in winter are silent and quiet, except for the aura-rich vegetation, ordinary branches have already withered and yellow, and thin icicles are falling on them.

Their breaths are hot, hazy and lonely.

The silence lasted for quite a while, the man was holding a bunch of mushrooms that didn't match his whole body, his eyes were half downcast, his thin lips were flattened, and he was speechless.

"Mr. Geng?"

"I thought..." Geng Yihuai's voice was deep and soothing, "We don't need to use the word 'trouble' now."

Mr. Geng usually speaks in a calm tone. At this moment, the deep voice is mixed with faint disappointment and unprecedented grievances, and it is transmitted to Yan Qing's ears word by word, as if something has gently teased him. The branches all over his body boiled the blood all over his body.

Yan Qing's heart was scratched by such a voice, and his tone was unstable: "Why, how could it be... We, we haven't confirmed the relationship yet..."

The man ran his hair through his clean hand.

Geng Yihuai looked at him: "What other spirit do you need?"

"Eh?"

"Let's pick it together." He was reluctant to force Yan Qing to confirm the relationship with him now, suppressed all negative emotions, and chuckled, "I want to pick the spiritual things. As a reward for living in my house, you take me to pick them." Let's go."

This is really irresistible.

Yan Qing blushed and nodded, and took Geng Yihuai to another direction.

For the sake of "fairness" and avoiding "trouble", Geng Yihuai returned three mushrooms to Yan Qing, picked another one himself, and each of them with Yan Qing carried the three mushrooms to the next spiritual object.

Yan Qing glanced at the three big mushrooms in his arms, and then at the three big mushrooms in Geng Yihuai's arms.

Always feel weird.Kindergarten children in human society divide toys.

Yan Qing: "..." No, how could he compare a successful person like Mr. Geng to a kindergarten kid?

Fortunately he didn't say it.

The man walking beside him suddenly said, "How am I like a child?"

Yan Qing: "!!! No, it's not...you, you..."

"You just muttered and said it."

Yan Qing: "...!!!"

Every time he felt that he could no longer be ashamed, something more embarrassing always happened.

Yan Qing puffed up his cheeks, intending to take care of his eyes and mouth, and quietly and obediently prepared the supplements for the Little Demon Pill with Geng Yihuai throughout the whole process.

I don't know when Geng Yihuai notified Li Mushan. When they left the mountain, an expensive black luxury car was parked on the deserted mountain path, with mud on the tires. Li Mushan was sitting in the driver's seat, as if waiting here for a while.

Yan Qing followed Geng Yihuai back home, and when Li Mushan's kindness could not be turned down, he handed over these supplements to Li Mushan to deal with - Li Mushan's evil spirit was much stronger than him, and his cultivation base was higher than him and Geng Yihuai. These are definitely stronger too.

Three days later, Yan Qing was almost used to the soup that Li Mushan brought him every morning and afternoon.

The soup is thick, and there are delicious spiritual plants floating on it. The aroma is overflowing, and the spiritual energy lingers in the room for a long time.

Yan Qing couldn't help doubting: "Well, Brother Li... Is this really a wild mushroom in the wild mountain?"

He was unstable in transformation a long time ago, and he also made himself through this kind of soup to supplement the demon power. He didn't have such a strong aroma and aura at all?

Li Mushan returned him with a standard smile: "Aside from wild mushrooms, where can I find other mushrooms? We small monsters don't dare to pick those spiritual plants that have never become monsters for thousands of years."

It seems reasonable.

Yan Qing attributed this anomaly to the fact that Li Mushan's monster power is stronger than him, so the soup he made is naturally better.

"Actually, I can do it myself, I trouble Brother Li so much every day..."

"Where, it was all my fault last time. It caused a misunderstanding between you and your husband. This is my apology. If you refuse, my conscience will not let it go."

This reason is also impeccable.

Yan Qing couldn't refuse, and nodded: "Okay, thank you then."

"Sir, the company still has things to do, so I'm leaving first."

"bye!"

Yan Qing tilted his head and glanced at the classical wall clock hanging on the kitchen wall.

At 42:[-] in the afternoon, it was less than an hour before he and Geng Yihuai made an appointment to go on a blind date again.

He had nothing to do in the afternoon, and the matter of crossing the script was also deliberately avoided. He was in a daze in the room all afternoon, doing nothing, and was called by Li Mushan to the kitchen to drink soup before he came back to his senses.

He has already planned.He wants to take Geng Yihuai to the place where he was formed, and tell this blind date partner who has always been very gentle and kind about his past that he didn't want to talk about, and then...

Yan Qing was suddenly disturbed by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

He just picked up Zhang Xun's call at this time for some reason, and Zhang Xun's anxious voice immediately sounded in his ears: "Grass, Yan Qing, look at Weibo—"

At the same time, Hu Ranran, who had obtained immunity from the isolation circle of this house a few days ago, suddenly sent him a sound transmission talisman, and his crisp voice was anxious: "Little Ah Hua! What's going on? How did you go to the hospital?" Hot Search!?"

The voices of the two came one after another, Yan Qing was stunned for the first time, and finally dug out the definition of the word "Hot Search" from his mind.

It is a forum that you don't need to follow anyone, just click on the search bar, and you can see a lot of social news there.In order to add information, Yan Qing will go there to read the news when he has time.

Isn't this the place where events with great influence appear in human society?

What does it have to do with him, a screenwriter who has no money, no power, and an ordinary screenwriter?

"... What hot search?"

The voice of the transmission spell next to the right ear and the mobile phone next to the left ear came from almost at the same time, squeezing the dazed Yan Qing in between.

"Of course it's you and Lu Yuanxing's hot search!"

——Lu Yuanxing's mind is now full of how to run.

He was still filming in the crew, when this trending search fell on him from the sky, and he was completely caught off guard.

His manager pulled him out of the camera with a dark face, and the two entered the dressing room. The manager's head covered his face with a series of words: "Did I stop you several times when you provoked people!? Didn't I! ? Have you listened to it? Have you listened to it? How much water has entered your brain?"

Lu Yuanxing: "..."

Looking at this hot topic now, he nodded sadly, agreeing with his manager's point of view very much.

But he's a sea monster, he's always going to lose his mind, so what can he do.

"It's okay to flirt with newcomers usually, I know what you are, and you can't play it for real. But this little screenwriter——I'm so angry! How dare you mess with that big boss? Huh?"

If this trending search is really just for Lu Yuanxing and Yan Qing, that's fine.

The most indispensable thing in the entertainment circle is this kind of hot search, which binds a popular star with another popular star or someone with a strange background, sends out an overwhelming press release, and tells his opponent a few days later, the public relations department will come again A clarification draft, fans will forget about this matter in a few days, and people who stir up scandals have become more popular.

However, although the trending searches of #露远星横越内内# looked like the trending searches of routines that turned waves one by one, when you clicked on it, there were three people in the photos in the draft.

A photo of Lu Yuanxing sending Yan Qing home across the gate.

A photo of Yan Qing holding Geng Yihuai across the door.

In these two photos, the little flower demon is not wearing that pair of glasses, and her face, which can be described as "beautiful", is exposed to the high-definition cameras of paparazzi or fans. Even if it is a sneak shot, it can be seen that this young man Has the good looks enough to become popular in the entertainment industry.

There is too much room for imagination in these two photos. In addition, Yan Qing has just negotiated a script contract with Hengyue. There is also a plagiarism behind this script that outsiders are not clear about. It is easy to cause a storm.

Lu Yuanxing didn't care about these turmoil, and Lu Yuanxing's manager didn't care about these turmoil either.

What they care about is a small part of the rhythm in this trending search—[Yo, this young screenwriter looks a little capable, and he can be popular at both ends. One end is hugging a business boss, and the other end is picked up by Lu Yuanxing's car, as expected He is a newcomer who can sign the crossing project with a script prototype of unknown origin.awesome. 】

The manager rubbed his temples: "How could Mr. Geng be involved in this matter? What he dislikes the most is being associated with this kind of matter..."

Geng Yihuai's status is clear to anyone who has a little knowledge of Yangcheng's high-level society.This person is not only rich, but also has a huge network of connections. In Yangcheng, he is basically an unambiguous existence.

At the beginning, there was a little actress who didn't have a long-term vision and wanted to join in, and followed the usual routines to send out some rich and powerful drafts, but the little actress disappeared the next day.

"Yuanxing, it's obvious that someone is messing with you behind your back. I've tried to find a way to remove the trending search from my contacts, but there must be an explanation from Mr. Geng."

"It's useless, it's useless..." Lu Yuanxing's expression turned cold, "I'm dead."

"No, maybe you can explain it to Mr. Geng carefully. We deleted all those drafts. This rumor shouldn't have too much impact on Mr. Geng's reputation. Maybe it can make Mr. Geng ignore it, and it won't be used in entertainment. Circle block—”

"This is not the problem, and the entertainment industry is not important..." Lu Yuanxing is already a dead squid, and his mind is full of the appearance of his whole squid dancing on the iron pot, "The point is Yan Qing, I actually affected To Yan Qing's reputation..."

"Ah?" The agent was completely stunned, "What's so important about the reputation of this little screenwriter? At worst, we'll pay liquidated damages and not sign the script. What matters now is your future!"

Lu Yuanxing's eyes were distracted, and he didn't hear what the manager was saying.

"Old Zhang, is there still time for me to run away?"

For the first time, the agent has a generation gap with his own actors: "What is running away?"

"No, I shouldn't be able to escape. The whole world is under his jurisdiction..."

"What jurisdiction?"

"Last time I saw with my own eyes that he sliced ​​the fish that didn't know good from bad, and scraped off the scales one by one..."

"What fish fillet? Mr. Geng is also a part-time chef?"

Lu Yuanxing stood up abruptly, and grabbed the manager: "Old Zhang, go find an iron pan, fry me, and send it to my door to make amends! This way I can keep a whole body!"

Old Zhang: "...?"