The male gods are vying to be my father

Someone came from the sixth floor of the private hospital.

The nurse immediately recognized him as Jiang Yan, a well-known director.

"Which ward is Zhou Haoqi in?" He asked.

The nurse pointed to the penultimate room in the corridor: "618."

Jiang Yan immediately turned around and headed in that direction.

The nurse was about to regret not being able to ask him for an autograph, but when she lowered her head, she caught a glimpse of a wine bottle in his hand.The nurse was slightly startled, and suddenly panicked, and hurried to catch up.

The door of Zhou Haoqi's ward was ajar, and the doctors and nurses were bandaging him inside, and he could hear him scolding in a low voice.

Jiang Yan stretched out a finger and pushed the door further open.

"Zhou Haoqi."

Zhou Haoqi knew Jiang Yan, and as soon as he heard his voice, he immediately waved away the doctors and nurses and looked over.

Half of Zhou Haoqi's head was swollen from the knock. The hole on his head was not big, but it looked miserable.

It was blue and purple, as if someone held his head and rinsed it seven or eight times in the dye vat.

Seeing his miserable state, Jiang Yan immediately laughed out loud.

Jiang Yan drank a lot of wine tonight, and now his eyes are red.He stared at Zhou Haoqi and laughed abruptly, as if the devil king of hell had come to seek his soul.

Zhou Haoqi felt chills all over his body, and his stomach throbbed with fright.He clutched his stomach and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"You fucking took Rong Zhi away from my nose, how dare you ask me why I came here?" The wine bottle in Jiang Yan's hand knocked on the door of the ward, making a crisp sound.

Zhou Haoqi shuddered instinctively, and cursed from the bottom of his heart.

fuck.

How did he know there were so many big Buddhas standing behind Rong Zhi!

If I had known, he wouldn't touch him even if he chopped his hands!

Zhou Haoqi twitched like this, and the wound on his forehead hurt again.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't stop crying, but he still had to raise his hand aggrievedly, pointing to the ceiling: "I swear, I will never touch Rong Zhi again, today is really an accident..."

A bewildering accident.

Jiang Yan's eyes were gloomy: "Who the fuck do you want to sleep with money? That's your business. Anyway, I'd like to take your favor! You fucking grab it..."

Zhou Haoqi stared at the wine bottle in his hand in fear, fearing that if he was not careful, he would hit his head on it.

"Jiang Yan." A voice stopped him from behind.

Zhou Haoqi raised his head and saw Yan Shihan, just as handsome, straight and graceful on the big screen, if his eyes were not clouded.

Zhou Haoqi suddenly had a feeling that he might not be able to get out alive...

Yan Shihan took the wine bottle in Jiang Yan's hand: "You drink too much, don't be on the news tomorrow."

Jiang Yan pointed at Zhou Haoqi.

Yan Shihan looked gentle: "You start now, if you beat someone to death, it's not easy to explain to Zhou Jing."

Zhou Haoqi hurriedly nodded in his heart.

But before he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Yan Shihan say again slowly: "You wait for him to heal, and give him another ladle, that would be great."

"..."

Zhou Haoqi covered his head and lay flat.

fuck.

Is it still too late for him to apologize to Rong Zhi?

The kind of apology with five bodies cast down.

Jiang Yan threw the bottle into the trash can: "You are right."

Yan Shihan glanced at Zhou Haoqi on the hospital bed: "Let's go, go see Rong Zhi first. Yue Zheng took him to the hospital for an examination."

Zhou Haoqi got up when he heard the voice, and loudly defended himself: "I really didn't do anything to him, I just carried him into the door, and I let my brother take him away, really I..."

His response was the closed door of the ward.

It’s over.

Zhou Haoqi felt that these two big characters fell on his forehead.

He lay down again, his eyes staring straight.

Otherwise, when he recovered from his illness, he would jump off the second floor and break his leg...

Rong Zhi was not injured.

Not only was he not injured, but the doctor also said to him cheerfully, "Young man, you have a good digestion ability."

Rong Zhi hiccupped embarrassingly.

Let the carton of milk support me just now.

When Yan Shihan and Jiang Yan rushed over, Rong Zhi was sitting obediently on the small stool, with Yue Zheng beside him supporting him.

Yue Zheng's shirt was half soaked with milk, and it looked a little weird.

Yan Shihan glanced at him, endured the strange feeling in his heart, and rushed to Rong Zhi's side first.

"Really okay?"

Rong Zhi shook his head and met Yan Shihan's eyes.

Like Yue Zheng, almost the same real concern and worry.

Is this really raising him as a son?

Rong Zhi blinked his eyes.

The bottom of my heart seems to be able to accept this kind of sudden kiss...

"Then go back." Yan Shihan whispered.

Only then did Rong Zhi realize that his face was still slightly pale, as if he was against the hospital.

"Where are you going?" Yue Zheng asked.

"Of course it's my place." Yan Shihan responded.

Yue Zheng stared at him.

He also stared at Yue Zheng.

Jiang Yan interrupted the two of them impatiently: "Let Rong Zhi stay in the hotel with me. He has to arrive at the set early in the past few days. Staying in the hotel can at least allow us to sleep more."

The two men looked at each other: "OK."

When they brought Rong Zhi into the hotel, the two quickly checked in, one on the left and one on the right, and Rong Zhi's room was in the middle.

The rest of the crew hadn't come back yet, so they couldn't find out that Actor Yan had quietly sneaked into their hotel.

Jiang Yan was really drunk, he didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them, and fell asleep after entering the hotel room.

Rong Zhi was quite frightened.

His childhood life was unusually ordinary.

No one blackmailed him, kidnapped him, or even bullied him...

Except for turning into the entertainment circle halfway, there is almost nothing in his life that is very different from ordinary people.

But even if he entered the entertainment circle, like Wan Qian Bei Piao, he didn't make any splashes.

He put the hot water on, lay in the bathtub, and carefully sorted out what had happened during this period of time.

Rong Zhi touched the phone next to the bathtub, and opened a photo that had been stored in the phone card for a long time.

That photo is very dated, it should be nearly 20 years ago.It can only be vaguely recognized, there is a young woman in the photo, wearing a long white dress, with a cold face, but there is a baby in her arms, simply wrapped in a layer of cloth, and the baby is smiling at the camera.

This woman is his mother.

But Rong Zhi hadn't seen her for a long time.

It is said that she was seriously ill when she gave birth to him, but she couldn't hold on later. The domestic medical institutions were not enough to make her recover, so she was rushed abroad by her grandparents. She recuperated for so many years and never came back.

Rong Zhi moved his fingers, and turned back again.

There is also a photo.

That photo is also old, and it still shows the young woman.

She was still wearing a long white dress, and the baby in her arms was much bigger.

She pulled her long hair up high, unlike her previous cold face, she looked down at the child in her arms slightly, the corners of her brows and eyes softened, and some loose strands of hair were grabbed by the child and fell down her cheeks , showing a trace of warmth.

Just looking at a photo, it seems that there is no taste.

But every time when Rong Zhi watched it continuously, he would feel a strange feeling.

It seems that from the two thin long-term photos, I can feel the woman's careful love for him.

He had never heard anyone mention that he had a father, so he acquiesced that he didn't have one.

Whoever loves to be his father should be it.

Rong Zhi threw the phone aside, just in time to hear the doorbell ring.

Rong Zhi thought that it was almost time for soaking, and if he soaked again, his hands and feet would feel weak.

He quickly got up, put on his bathrobe in a hurry, walked over and opened the door.

Both Yue Zheng and Yan Shihan stood outside the door.

Instead of room service, they each carried a tray with late-night snacks on top.

One took raw velvet porridge, preserved meringue, and glutinous rice balls.

One took pea glutinous rice cakes, salty water horns, and fresh shrimp wontons.

...Look, it's not him who suffers anyway.

But Yue Zheng and Yan Shihan's eyes fell on his chest and calf in unison.

"It's cold outside, why don't you come out after dressing up?" Yan Shihan frowned.

"We can still wait for three to five minutes." Yue Zheng also frowned.

Rong Zhi rubbed his calf.

It's a bit chilly.

Especially after just soaking in hot water, the coolness becomes particularly obvious.

Rong Zhi shrank his shoulders and ran in with his little butt: "Come in first."

Yue Zheng and Yan Shihan looked at each other and walked in together.

Not surprisingly, they got stuck at the door together.

Rong Zhi sat cross-legged on the sofa.

Looking back, the two of them were still squeezed into the door frame.

"..."

Yue Zheng stretched out his hand to push the person back, and then he walked in first.

He has long legs, and within a few steps, he sat down beside Rong Zhi graciously.

Yan Shihan sneered in his heart, and he didn't bother to argue with him, so he just walked over slowly.

Based on what he knew about Rong Zhi, there was no conflict at all about whose food Rong Zhi picked.

Because...Rong Zhi might eat them all in one go.

Yan Shihan put the food in front of Rong Zhi.

Only then did Rong Zhi move his buttocks, slipped down from the sofa, squatted down in front of the coffee table, and continued to eat without caring that the ends of his hair were still wet.

Yan Shihan went to the bathroom and took out the hair dryer, and turned on the electricity thoughtfully to help Rong Zhi blow out his hair.

Rong Zhi dodged: "It will blow into the food..."

"That has to be blown dry, too."

Rong Zhi stared at him, refusing to back down.

Yue Zheng slowly picked up the remote control and turned up the heating in the room: "This way I won't be afraid."

Yan Shihan: "..."

Damn, lost.

Satisfied, Rong Zhi continued to eat the food in front of him with his head down.

Yue Zheng's eyes fell on Rong Zhi's neck, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

There is really nothing like him in Rong Zhi.

But this does not prevent Rong Zhi from being pleasing.

Yue Zheng knew better than anyone else that he would not be able to have any more children in the future, so after knowing that he might have a son, and it was only created by pure and clean genes, he quickly accepted it.

But now something seems wrong.

20-year-old son who just came out.

Yue Zheng has never seen anyone more beautiful than him at this age.

Yue Zheng is a serious homosexual.

What he is worried about now is not that he is not good enough for Rong Zhi, but that he has other ideas.

That would be worse than Zhou Haoqi being a real beast.

"Are you full?" Yan Shihan's low voice asked Yue Zheng's thoughts.

Yue Zheng lowered his head to look at Rong Zhi again, only to realize that Rong Zhi had already finished eating.

Rong Zhi nodded, smiled slightly, and said to them, "Good night."

What a sweet smile.

Yue Zheng glanced at it, but didn't look any more.

Yan Shihan didn't know his guilty conscience, so he got up and walked out.Seeing that Yue Zheng was still sitting there motionless, he immediately reprimanded: "Mr. Yue, why are you still sitting there? Rong Zhi is going to sleep."

Just like an old father who plans for his son.

Yue Zheng: "..."

He stood up, turned around and asked Rong Zhi: "Do you need to buy a change of underwear for you?"

Rong Zhi blinked, nodded, her cheeks were slightly red, she didn't know if it was because the room temperature was raised, or she was shy.

Yue Zheng felt as if he had been gently scratched in his heart, not to mention the unpleasant feeling.

He got up and strode out.

Yan Shihan, who was outside the door, immediately took the lead, took out his mobile phone and called his assistant, asking him to buy underwear.

Yue Zheng: "..."

It's so damn good to miss it.

About half an hour later, Yan Shihan's assistant brought a change of underwear.

They are all clean and fragrant, as if they were newly bought and washed and then dried.

When he woke up the next morning, another change of clothes was delivered to his room.

Rong Zhi didn't refuse, and quickly put on his body.

He looked down at his watch.

Five in the morning.

Rong Zhi hurriedly wrapped his coat and went downstairs.Downstairs in the breakfast room, all the crew members had already gathered.

Even if they drank alcohol last night, it didn't affect their enthusiasm for filming in the slightest.

Everyone was refreshed, with no trace of sleepiness on their faces.

Rong Zhi couldn't help yawning.

Gu Xiaohai had brought Zhu Meng a long time ago, and the two of them helped Rong Zhi get breakfast. As soon as Rong Zhi walked in, they pulled Rong Zhi over to sit down and set the breakfast in front of him by the way.

Rong Zhi let out a breath.

While biting the soup dumpling, he asked, "Is it going to be winter?"

Gu Xiaohai nodded, and couldn't help asking: "I heard from Mr. Yue that something happened to you yesterday. What happened?"

"It's nothing." Rong Zhi didn't lift his head.

"Really?"

"Well."

"By the way, Director Jiang said that today he will take me to learn acting from the lead actor."

Gu Xiaohai was overwhelmed with flattery: "Really? Director Jiang is really kind. I still hate him for letting you sit on the bench two days ago. I really shouldn't scold him behind his back for not doing it."

"..."

Gu Xiaohai coughed lightly: "You have to study hard. Now which actor is willing to pass on his skills to others, and the director has no time to patiently teach tricks to act."

Rong Zhi nodded seriously: "I know."

Rong Zhi doesn't have any special interest in acting, he just thinks it's quite interesting.There is even less obsession with being popular.Otherwise, he wouldn't have been on the [-]th line for almost five years.

But he respects his job very much.

Whatever bowl of rice you eat, you have to be dedicated to that bowl of rice.

After eating, Rong Zhi braved the cold wind and went to the set.

The studio is still being built, and the staff is busy.

Because Rong Zhi hadn't acted in the past few days, the makeup artist didn't dare to make up for him in advance.

Rong Zhi was still sitting on the pony tie, slowly savoring the smell of the soup dumpling that morning.

The soup is so delicious.

I still want to eat when I go back.

Just thinking about it, suddenly a figure of a young boy approached.

Rong Zhi raised his head and looked at him, feeling that this person looked familiar.

The eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, always carrying an indescribable charm.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Rong Zhi's mind: "It's you."

The male number three I bumped into outside the dressing room last time.

Male No. [-] nodded, squatted down beside him, and said in a low voice, "The director asked me to take you with me. Oh, by the way, my name is Lin Xiying."

Rong Zhi: "..."

Really know the name.

Lin Xiying.

It's about to die before it becomes popular.

Lin Xiying twitched her lips and asked, "Have you ever taken an acting class before?"

Rong Zhi shook his head.

"Come on, I'll teach you."

Rong Zhi nodded.

When the two men, Yue Zheng and Yan Shihan, got up early and came to the set with the cold wind and dark circles under their eyes, they saw a young boy clinging to Rong Zhi, moving his arms and legs.

Yan Shihan almost rushed up and pulled him down.

Yue Zheng pulled him back: "It's a good thing you're in the circle, didn't you see that they teach acting?"

Yan Shihan was so jealous that his eyes were bleeding: "I can teach him!"

Has that little bastard ever won the actor?

Yue Zheng didn't bother to talk to him, asked the secretary to move a chair and sit down, and just stared at Rong Zhi.

A marketing account called "Did you gossip today" got a set of revelations.

"real or fake?"

The other side swears: "Really. We have been filming Zhou Haoqi for so many years, and we have never made a mistake!"

Zhou Haoqi has a lot of gossip, and he is not shy about men and women, anyone may have something to do with him.As long as the paparazzi in the entertainment circle squat him, they can squat many scandals of male and female stars.

But this time...

The marketing account team swallowed.

"This fucking is Yan Yingdi's son and Zhou Haoqi..."

Hair, offend Yan Emperor.

But not released, what a revelation!

send!

When the post is over, Actor Yan will still make a fortune in order to suppress the news!

The all-time headliner and the illegitimate son of Yan Actor, who has been in the limelight recently.

When they collide together, hot searches are their world!

The author has something to say: Zhou Haoqi: I have an ominous premonition...

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Finally finished a chapter.Tell me out loud, is this chapter long!

_(:з」∠)_I am ashamed and continue to write.

And if there are no accidents, it will probably be V tomorrow.

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The bold words emphasize: no one has an affair with Rong Zhi's mother.

All the bosses have their own reasons for being so kind to Rong Zhi after learning that they have a son.It's not that my head got hot, and I realized that wow, I have a son, and wow is so happy to be a father.