strive to be a grandparent

Zhou Tong was still sleeping soundly in the bedroom full of strange atmosphere, not at all reluctant as last night.The landline in the living room rang, he turned over and continued to sleep, it was all for Zhou Tong, not his business.

The long and beautiful dance music played non-stop, finally making him lose the desire to go back to sleep.

Zhou Tong didn't want to admit that he was a little afraid that it was Brother Zhang calling, but the phone had been ringing for so long, maybe there was something urgent, well, he was Zhou Tong now, it was fine to answer his own call.

Getting up in a daze, just as soon as he put the receiver to his ear, Brother Zhang's blatant words came from the other end: "Xiaotong! You have been selected as the second male lead in "Scalpel". Don't look at your broken script." Okay, I'll finish my work in a while and go over to you, you little lazy pig, get up quickly, do you hear me?! I'll bring you some food in a while."

Zhang Yike said it happily, put down his phone and thought for a while, and still had doubts about the fact that the director liked Zhou Tong. It's not that Zhou Tong's acting skills are really so bad that people can hide from them, but because of the Zheng family's mother and son's suppression, There are still a few people in the circle who don't know about Zhou Tong.Although the Zheng family is only a second-rate family and is nothing in the eyes of the real family in Zhongdu, no one is willing to confront the Zheng family rashly for the sake of a starlet.

He sighed, he only heard that Tian Qi invested in the filming of this drama, and the information was kept too tight, so he couldn't find out anything else.Since it was the intention of the company, he was even more confused. Zhou Tong had just debuted for half a year, and he hadn't had time to leave any commendable works. I can't speak up.

Thinking of Zhou Tong's disheveled clothes and decadent expression when he came back, Zhang Yike's heart skipped a beat, and his uneasiness quickly spread.

Rushing into Zhou Tong's villa full of apprehension, Zhang Yike looked around the living room, but found no one. When he looked in the bedroom, he laughed angrily. This bastard is really a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He has never touched him since he was a child. Just because he passed by doesn't mean he's as good-tempered as he is now.

When Zhou Tong woke up again, he was woken up by a dull pain in his ears. He frowned, and his hair that had exploded into chicken coops crackled on the poor-quality bed quilt. Everyone was shocked.

This time Zhou Tong was completely awake, and Brother Zhang's hand was still on his ear, which made him turn his head to avoid it. .

Zhang Yike turned around and gave Zhou Tong the head, "What did I tell you just now? You know how to sleep! When will you be able to sleep like this? You're so lazy."

His voice was obviously questioning and hesitant, "Zhou Xiaotong, tell me honestly, where did you go two days ago? Who were you with? Didn't your former classmate who had a good time go abroad? You —Who did you hang out with?"

Zhou Tong yawned lazily, and said perfunctorily, "Who did I go out with? I found a place to play by myself."

Zhang Yike was obviously anxious when he heard this, and said angrily: "Who did you go out with?! You ask yourself! You play by yourself, what are you playing by yourself! Are you, are you..."

Zhou Tong was puzzled by Zhang Yike's impatience. Suddenly, he sat up straight, "Brother Zhang, do you know something? I'm sorry I lied to you, but I didn't mean it either. week……"

There was a "boom" in Zhang Yike's mind, and he was almost fainted by Zhou Tong's magnanimous and innocent appearance, "You, you little bastard! How did I teach you, what did your mother tell you before she left! You ignore it, huh?" He was so angry that he kept hitting him, "This kind of thing, if you didn't do it on purpose, they could find someone who has never met before and give you some medicine to trick you once? Why are you so rude? Sensible!"

Zhou Tong was stunned by the beating, and his anger also came up in an instant. When did he suffer such a beating, this man was simply impatient.But what Zhang Yike said next made him even more confused, "What do you mean, what did I do on purpose? Who the hell dare to drug me to play tricks on me?"

Zhang Yike got even angrier, "You little bastard! Don't dare to be you if you dare to do it? Now I know I'm afraid, what did you admit just now! If you have the ability, you lied and kept it from me! I will punish you for your mother right now. If you dare to do such things, I will let you kill and set fire in the future, huh?"

Zhou Tong was startled by this old man who was obviously in a state of rampage, and was beaten up and down for a while, "You old man, I provoked you, why don't I dare to admit it? I apologize, Who did you misidentify? I didn’t fucking harm him! Stop, tell you to stop, do you hear me..."

"hiss--"

The sound of the fabric being torn apart made the two of them seem to have been pressed the pause button for a moment.

Zhou Tong became angry from embarrassment, "You! How dare you..."

Zhang Yike was angry, puzzled, shocked, and delighted, "You," he took off Zhou Tong's torn pajamas in twos and twos, looking at the slender naked body of a young man who was white and bright all over his body, his eyes were filled with robbery. After the joy of Yu Sheng, he said in embarrassment: "You son of a bitch, you are fine."

Zhou Tong stared at Zhang Yike, his chest rose and fell, and his entire face and chest were burned pink, charming and alluring, but unfortunately, the beauty's face was gritted and ferocious, "How dare you treat me like this! You stinky man!" ..."

"Okay, okay, why didn't you make it clear, I thought..." Zhang Yike silently touched his nose.

Zhou Tong didn't know what Zhang Yike was thinking. He only knew that he had never been treated like this in his life of more than ten years. There was never anyone who dared to beat him mercilessly. To the extent that people are wronged and beaten, they are beaten back.

He felt angry, aggrieved, unbelievable for a while, and also faintly had a strange and novel experience. This kind of feeling made him very bored, holding it in his heart, and there must be an outlet. He heard himself screaming like a woman, " You bastard, bastard! Why hit me? I did nothing wrong, you hit me, you..."

Immediately, he was stopped by a hug, and he heard Brother Zhang's muffled laughter ringing in his ears, with helplessness and apology, "Hey, Brother Zhang is wrong, I shouldn't treat you like this, I will never treat you like this again." Hit you, I swear, I will definitely pay attention next time, our Xiaotong is still a child who doesn't understand anything." As he spoke, he stroked his hair gently, his hands seemed to have a cool breeze, which slowed down his restlessness and anger. Slowly extinguished, I had to obediently fall on his chest.

He lives in thousands of favors. This is an incomparably correct and unshakable conclusion he draws compared to the people around him. His parents have the right to whatever he wants, and his elder brother is a rigorous and serious person. He will accompany him to fight. Playing games, reading books, personally sending him to school, and even cooking for him, he never doubted their love.

But, is there such a person?He beat and scolded him for a little thing, like a violent maniac, the hair all over his body was like sharp thorns, wishing he could take root in him and teach him a lesson, but afterward he stroked his hair with a pair of gentle big hands, bringing Looking at the temperature he can't understand, as if this is a treasure he lost and found again.

If it was Zhou Qi, he would definitely not treat him like this, he thought, Zhou Qi must have a cold face, and said a few words slowly, which may not mean anything, but it made him dare not make trouble for a moment.

Love is a must, but the sense of distance that is indispensable to blood relatives made him unable to understand since he was a child, but he dared not ask or make trouble.

People like Zhang Yike should be dragged out to teach him the principles of being a human being, and let him know that not everyone deserves to be beaten, but Zhou Tong, who was grabbed and beaten up, suddenly felt very tired and didn't bother to deal with this unknown person anymore. Good or bad man.

That's it, let him do the math first.

"So, you mean, you were taken in by kind people for one night that day?"

Zhou Tong nodded, with an innocent look on his face, but secretly rolled his eyes, a "good-hearted person" who almost made people wet.

"Then what did you just say to hurt him? What did you do again?"

"Hey, he stepped on dog shit when he went out, so I must have made him go that way on purpose," Zhou Tong shrugged and hissed in pain, "That's it."

Zhang Yike looked at him suspiciously for a while, seeing his pitiful grin, finally let him go, pretending to be indifferent and said: "You deserve it, let's see if you dare to go out without telling me in the future, come here, I'll rub some medicinal wine for you. "

Zhou Tong was particularly unconvinced, an old man, he struck so hard that his shoulder was smashed, he gritted his teeth and wrote down the account.

After exercising, my stomach was already croaking with hunger. At this time, there was nothing to choose. The two ate up the takeaway brought by Zhang Yike, regardless of whether it was cold or not. Let's talk about filling our stomachs.

After eating and cleaning up, Zhang Yike finally turned the conversation to work.

"What script?" Zhou Tong lay lazily on the sofa, like a well-fed cat.

"Tsk." Zhang Yike felt that what he said on the phone had fed the bastard's sleepiness.

Watching Zhou Tong stretch out his legs and knock on the backrest next to him, with his grizzled hair on his head, the lazy and warm sunshine in the afternoon scattered all over the floor, and his sleepy eyes were filled with moisture from yawning.Zhang Yike couldn't help lowering his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the teardrops on the boy's eyelashes: "It's the drama I just told you about. The company arranged for you to join the group in a few days." This means that he was airborne.

As he spoke, he became excited, and his tone subconsciously increased, "Zhou Xiaotong, do you know the benefits this drama can bring you?" Zhou Tong looked ordinary.

"You're going to be rich soon, do you know that?! Think about your poor-quality quilt, do you still want to be electrocuted?"

"Zhou Tong" is not short of money, and Zhou Yingqi will not be short of food and drink for her son, but it has only been a year since she was diagnosed with cancer and then seriously ill. After returning home in a hurry, this villa was bought by someone else. Adding those treatment expenses, it can be said that the two of them have had an unsatisfactory life in the past six months.

The missing items inside were bought for him when he felt that it was too spacious when he came to visit, and naturally they did not match the taste of this villa.

Zhou Tong shook his head honestly, it turns out that such a quilt can generate static electricity.

Lost his mother, and his father didn't care about it, and if he wanted to get along, he had to rely on himself.

Of course, the benefits are not just money, even money is only secondary, as long as he participates in a TV series and comes into the public eye, he is sure to praise Zhou Tong and end the situation of being manipulated by the Zheng family.He could almost foresee a bright future for Zhou Tong.

Zhang Yike didn't say too much to Zhou Tong, and told him to take acting classes well, and he had nothing to do to ponder over the script, and it was enough for him to manage the rest.

Zhou Tong didn't feel happy at all because of Brother Zhang's words, because he doesn't know how to act at all!

He said with a bitter face: "But, my acting skills are not good at all."

Hearing what Zhou Tong said, Zhang Yike also calmed down a little, but still scolded: "Grow other people's ambitions! During this time, you have to teach me well!"

Zhou Tong cried and mourned.What a dead man, he deserves a beating.