The male gods are vying to be my father

Liang Lexin was about to die of worry.

A group of newcomers who have no sense of variety show get together, no matter how much investment there is, it should still be a hit.

The recording process was interrupted.

Right now, Rong Zhi is sitting in the breakfast room of the hotel, biting the custard bun in his hand.

And Yue Zheng sat beside him, staring at Liang Lexin, and said a little meanly: "Isn't the investment money enough for you to hire a better program planner?"

Liang Lexin was shocked by his air-conditioning, and his whole body got goosebumps.

"Please, but the problem lies with the guests..."

"Then find a way to make a shooting plan that is closer to the guests."

Liang Lexin was about to cry: "Okay, then, let's have a meeting right away."

"En." Yue Zheng responded in a low voice.

His face became more icy and hard, and it made people's heart tremble when they looked at it.

Rong Zhi guji guji sucked up the milk tea in his hand and asked, "Don't you need to record?"

"No need for now." Gu Xiaohai pulled out a chair and sat down beside him, while shaking his head: "No wonder this show hits the street."

At this time, Yue Zheng's eyes slowly fell on Gu Xiaohai.

Gu Xiaohai's original desire to talk about it came to an abrupt end, and he even stood up unconsciously, and took two steps back: "Well...Rong Zhi, what else do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

Rong Zhi didn't notice the change in the atmosphere, and said without raising his head, "A plate of cheese rice cakes and a plate of pot stickers, thank you."

Gu Xiaohai hurriedly turned around and left.

But he couldn't help turning his head to look at Yue Zheng frequently.

Mr. Yue is also really strange.

Let's say he plotted against Rong Zhi, but so far he hasn't done anything out of the ordinary.But if he had no idea about Rong Zhi, why did he follow him all the way and take care of him in every possible way?

Gu Xiaohai took two plates of food in a daze, and walked back in a daze.

"Rong Zhi, here it is."

Rong Zhi didn't lift his head: "You took it wrong, don't."

"Aren't they all food? They are all edible."

"You can't insult the dignity of a gourmet."

Gu Xiaohai gritted his teeth: "Rong Zhi, you're swollen! Didn't the chicken legs in the crew eat well before?"

Before Rong Zhi could speak, Yue Zheng frowned: "Shouldn't it be your fault?"

"Me?" Gu Xiaohai stammered, completely unable to figure out why the flames of war suddenly burned on him.

"There is no way to get better announcements and scripts for Rong Zhi. He can laugh out loud when he gets a lunch box from the crew and eats an extra chicken drumstick. Isn't this a problem of your ability?"

Gu Xiaohai: "..."

Rong Zhi raised his head: "Don't blame him, the former boss of Anxiang Entertainment, his name is Ding, Ding... What day is Ding..."

"Ding Hui." Yue Zheng added from the side.

"The former boss of Anxiang Entertainment, Ding Rihui, liked to play with little stars. Gu Xiaohai was reluctant to send me there, so he had to let me take poor resources and sit on the bench."

After hearing this, Gu Xiaohai was greatly shocked.I want to cry and laugh again.

He knew Rong Zhi was defending him.

But ancestor, why did you say it in front of Mr. Yue?

In case Mr. Yue also wants to play with you, don't people think that your words are deliberately mocking him?

"Has Ding Hui taken a fancy to you?" Yue Zheng asked.

His expression looked dark and unclear.

"Yes." Even after saying such words, Rong Zhi's eyebrows and eyes were still clear, without any impurities.

The appearance is simple and innocent, and it seems that there is no trace of filth on his body.

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Gu Xiaohai always felt that Yue Zheng looked at Rong Zhi, and gradually there was some hostility in his eyes.

Gu Xiaohai was about to say something to break the silence at this moment.

But Rong Zhi patted the table: "Don't want this, replace it, I want cheese rice cakes and pot stickers." Like a naughty brat.

Gu Xiaohai retracted his emotion in a second.

He felt that Rong Zhi's words just now might be to use his touch to instigate him to exchange for food.

Gu Xiaohai picked up the wrong food on the table, turned around and changed it.

He didn't know that in the second after he left, Yue Zheng stared at Rong Zhi, his voice was low and charming after his coldness faded away.

"I won't make you suffer any more in the future." Yue Zheng said.

Rong Zhi was so frightened that he dropped the custard bun in his hand.

"Huh?" He looked at Yue Zheng suspiciously.

Yue Zheng sat up straight: "Have you always been curious why I am so nice to you all of a sudden?"

Rong Zhi pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yue Zheng didn't care about his answer, and continued on his own: "Half a year ago, I learned that I might have a son."

Rong Zhi: "???"

Such a similar beginning.

"You want to say that I am your father?" "No, you are my father?" Rong Zhi's tongue tied in a knot.

"It seems the same thing, did Yan Shihan tell you?" Yue Zheng was not surprised by this result.

Rong Zhi didn't answer, but frowned, tightened, tightened again, and even his facial features were almost wrinkled.

Yue Zheng looked a little funny, wishing he could reach out and smooth the wrinkles on his face.

But in the end he didn't do anything, he just looked at Rong Zhi quietly, waiting for Rong Zhi's final reaction.

Rong Zhi has never seen what his parents looked like since he was a child.

It is said that after giving birth to him, his mother went abroad for recuperation due to severe depression, and Rong Zhi never saw her again.

Because I have never seen it before, I never expect my parents to come around.

But if there really is a man claiming to be his father and starting to fill in the gaps of the past 20 years, Yung Chi will accept it.

But what if two men claimed to be his father and were ready to make it up to him.

Rong Zhi:? ? ?

It's not that they are bewitched.

It's just that I'm bewitched.

Rong Zhi lowered his eyes and glanced at the remaining custard buns on the table.

There are two mouthfuls of milk tea left.

Can't eat anymore.

I can't eat them all.

Rong Zhi stood up, pursed his lips tightly, looking as if he was angry.

Yue Zheng's eyelids twitched, he felt bad instinctively, and hurriedly said: "Rong Zhi, I have had my genes stolen just like Yan Shihan. I started to investigate the matter behind it very early, and finally found you. I Pretty sure you're the son of one of us."

"But I think it sounds a little funny." Rong Zhi tilted his head, his face expressionless.

But Yue Zheng could catch a glimpse of sadness in those black grape-like eyes.

He felt they were playing tricks on him!

"If this is the case, wouldn't there be a third, fourth, fifth... person who claimed to be my father?" Rong Zhi blinked slowly.

Got up and walked out.

"Rong Zhi!" Yue Zheng didn't expect such a big reaction from him, so he stood up without thinking.

Rong Zhi paused, turned around and walked back.

Yue Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to continue talking to him, but saw Rong Zhi grab the remaining butter bag on the table, and also picked up the cup of milk tea, stuffing it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Can't...waste..."

Yue Zheng held his breath in his throat, unable to go down or up, he couldn't laugh or cry.

How can this little thing be so cute?

So cute...it hurts.