The male gods are vying to be my father

Rong Zhi seems to have been added a slow motion filter.

He slowly tore off the white tangerine veins on the orange, peeled off the skin, and then bit off the glistening flesh inside.

Juice quickly filled the mouth.

so sweet.

Rong Zhi narrowed his eyes and counted.

There are still four petals.

He eats more slowly.

Cheng Tianyi suppressed the chill all over his body, and stared at Rong Zhi intently, hoping that Rong Zhi would squeak.

Even if you only need to say half a word to him.

……

"Why are you eating so slowly?" Yan Shihan couldn't help asking.

"It'll be gone after eating." Rong Zhi spread out his palm, revealing those pitiful orange petals.

Yan Shihan's heart twitched, and he raised his hand to grab an orange: "... let's eat another one, it's the last one."

Cheng Tianyi: "..."

Even after half an hour, he couldn't expect Rong Zhi to look at him distractedly.

"Cheng Tianyi, an artist under Haowei Entertainment." Zhou Jing spoke again.

Cheng Tianyi couldn't help shivering again.

I closed my eyes and accepted my fate.

"You say it yourself, or I say it."

"...I said it myself." Cheng Tianyi no longer had the relaxed attitude before, and he felt his throat hurt even more.

But can you not say it?

Cheng Tianyi carefully met Zhou Jing's eyes, and then looked at the two men next to him. For the first time, Cheng Tianyi felt what it was like to be stared at by a beast.

Heart beat faster, throat cut like a knife.

Even the legs are weak.

"Second, in July [-], Rong Zhi and I joined the same crew..." Once he opened his mouth, the next words were not so difficult to say.

Those hands and feet moving behind, like beans being poured out of a bamboo tube, were poured cleanly.

The make-up artist who deliberately snatched away Rongzhi.

Push Rong Zhi out of the camera.

Caused him to dive repeatedly.

Have him kneel on the ground and replay a scene over and over again.

Deliberately win over the crew members and squeeze out Rong Zhi.

And the slander behind it...

big and small.

It turned out that there were so many pieces.

After speaking, Cheng Tianyi took a deep breath, he was very dizzy, and eagerly wanted to find a place to rely on for himself.

He put his hand on the sofa next to him.

But I heard someone next to me sneer.

Cheng Tianyi hurriedly turned to look.

I saw a handsome young man with a bruise on his head, looking a little funny.But the young man was staring at him with gloomy eyes at this moment, making Cheng Tianyi unable to smile.

He is... Zhou Haoqi.

"I can't tell, with a greasy face and a face, behind your back, your heart is darker than your ass..." Zhou Haoqi sneered.

Cheng Tianyi's face turned red, ashamed and angry.

Zhou Haoqi held back his words.

What is the use of spraying on the Internet?

The grandson spent money to withdraw the manuscript, and forcibly cleaned it up, without showing his face from beginning to end.How could it be easier to scold in person?

Zhou Haoqi was about to speak again when the other end swept over: "Don't swear."

Yan Shihan said, "Don't spoil Rong Zhi."

Zhou Haoqi had no choice but to hold back again.

But he still turned his head to Cheng Tianyi, with undiminished momentum: "You are such a thing, don't fall into my hands. If you fall into my hands, it will be easy to peel off your skin!"

Rong Zhi bit off the last piece of citrus: "There are so many things, I don't even remember... No wonder many people didn't want to talk to me before."

Yan Shihan frowned almost immediately.

Yue Zheng said indifferently: "I'm not good at acting and speaking, but I'm good at talking bad things about people behind my back."

He looked at Cheng Tianyi, and said lightly again: "I can't do other things, but I can still do these things to you again."

Cheng Tianyi didn't recognize Yuezheng, at first he thought this person looked familiar.

But far less than the shock that Zhou Jing brought to him.

He knew very well in his heart that it would be too easy for Zhou Jing to hide him in the snow.

But where did this man get his confidence?

Who is he?

Cheng Tianyi gasped heavily, her head ached and dizzy.

"Go back." Yue Zheng spoke again, his tone still so calm.

Cheng Tianyi couldn't move those legs at all.

"I, I came here to say sorry to Rong Zhi..."

Zhou Jing interrupted him: "You can go." His posture was tough, obviously depriving him of even the chance to say "I'm sorry".

The room fell into a momentary silence.

Cheng Tianyi could hear her heart beating faster and faster.

He suddenly realized his situation with incomparable clarity.

he's done...

He is really finished.

"Hic." Rong Zhi's voice broke the freeze.

Rong Zhi rubbed his belly, then picked up the water glass and took another two sips.

This voice awakened Cheng Tianyi.

"Rong Zhi, you...can you forgive me?" He asked tremblingly.

Rong Zhi took the paper from Yan Shihan's hand, wiped his mouth, and asked, "Why should I forgive you?"

"I……"

"There is no rule. If you apologize, I must forgive you." Rong Zhi said seriously, "If I was the only one here today, would you still apologize?"

Zhou Haoqi heard this and said in his heart.

Isn't that so.

Lao Tzu's head was broken, and Rong Zhi still hasn't forgiven me.You still want to forgive your ass!

Zhou Haoqi stood up and grabbed Cheng Tianyi's collar: "Stop fucking nonsense, get the hell out of here. I won't forgive you..."

He was quite strong, and Cheng Tianyi was undefended, so he was dragged to the door just like that.

Zhou Haoqi kicked the door open and pushed Cheng Tianyi out.

Cheng Tianyi staggered and was pushed down to the opposite wall.

"Are you okay?" The manager was startled, put away his cigarettes, and rushed up to help him.

Zhou Haoqi moved even faster. He raised his leg and kicked the manager away, then pressed Cheng Tianyi against the wall with one hand, and clenched his other hand into a fist and then swung it up.

"Rong Zhi doesn't know how to hit people, but I will." Zhou Haoqi sneered, accompanied by the sound of his fist hitting the flesh hard. "ah!"

Cheng Tianyi fell to the ground in pain.

The two bodyguards stood aside coldly, just looking at him like that.

The agent didn't dare to move either.

He looked at all this in horror.

It was Zhou Haoqi who beat him!

Not only did he meddle in Weibo, but he also went to Rong Zhi's ward to guard!

These two people don't have an affair, who the hell would believe it?

The agent was about to cry.

Trembling, he took out his cell phone and prepared to call the police.

Now the door opened again.

Rong Zhi poked his head out.

The manager yelled: "Tell him to stop! The police will come later. You must be fine on Tuesday, but you will definitely not be able to run away, and you don't want to go to jail, prison, right..."

The manager's voice stopped abruptly, as if someone had choked her throat.

His eyes turned into dead fish eyes.

There is a man standing behind Rong Zhi...

That's... Zhou Jing.

The manager opened his mouth and stuttered for a long time, unable to utter a word.

This day is too unreal.

The manager looked at Zhou Jing stiffly, and heard the sound of beating in his ears.

Zhou Jing didn't scold his younger brother, he just raised his hand and pushed Rong Zhi back.

The agent even vaguely heard him say: "Don't look at it, it's not good-looking."

not good-looking?

Of course it's not pretty.

Can hitting someone look good?

That sound is not good either.

Just listening to the sound, the manager felt his whole body go limp.

Still calling the police?

Might as well contact the funeral home as soon as possible.

……

Rong Zhi pushed away Zhou Jing's hand, lowered his eyes slightly, and asked casually, "How long has Mr. Zhou guarded me?"

Zhou Jing was startled: "Today is the fifth day."

"Is Mr. Zhou not busy?" Rong Zhi asked in a low voice.

Zhou Jing lowered his head to look at Rong Zhi, Rong Zhi's eyes were slightly alienated and guarded, and he was also slightly puzzled.

His eyelashes are really long.

When I was a child, I must have been the one who looked the most like a little angel among all the children.

"I'm not busy. I don't have anything to do." Zhou Jing defined himself as a vagrant very seriously.

Of course Rong Zhi didn't believe it.

He already had a vague guess in his heart.

But he can't ask, are you my father too?

This is so funny.

The sky smashed three fathers down in one breath, that's all a fantasy story.

Rong Zhi turned around and said to himself: "I really want to eat egg tarts..." As he spoke, he quietly glanced at Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing followed behind him not far or near, without any other movements.

Rong Zhi then muttered in a low voice: "I still want to eat red grapes and drink cooked yogurt."

Sniffing: "There are also grilled trotters, grilled squid, grilled rice cakes, scallop vermicelli..."

This time the speed is a little faster.

Zhou Jing suddenly took out his mobile phone in a hurry and started typing.

Obviously remembering the name of the food he read.

Even he is so attentive to what he eats, for fear of missing a food.

Rong Zhi couldn't help but turned around: "Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Jing froze: "Yes."

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Rong Zhi counted on his fingers, "My acting skills are terrible, I don't have a sense of variety show, I have been in the entertainment circle for so long but I haven't made a name for myself. What can you expect from me Woolen cloth?"

At the other end, Yan Shihan was calling: "Rong Zhi, come to bed soon."

Yue Zheng was also urging: "Rong Zhi quickly put on your coat."

"You may not believe it, but it's true." Zhou Jing paused, and his hands tightened his grip on the phone, "You may be my son."

What a familiar line!

Rong Zhi can memorize it backwards!

"I've heard this sentence three times, who should I believe?" Rong Zhi's nose wrinkled, and his beautiful features twisted into a ball.

"Yue Zheng and Yan Shihan also told you that?"

"what."

Zhou Jing said nonsense with a blank face: "Of course...only I am the real one."

Rong Zhi: "..."

"If not?" Rong Zhi couldn't help asking.

This is a question that he has held back in his heart for a long time.

If at the beginning, only Yan Shihan claimed to be his father.

Then he must have no resistance, and even happily accept it.

But with the second, the third...

Could it be that none of them were his father?

What should we do then?

"That's okay." Zhou Jing said in a deep voice, "I think you are, you are."

"Have you no other son?"

"No, only you."

"But what if I'm not?"

Zhou Jing stared at the face in front of him.

How long has he been there?

It's only the fifth day.

But in the past five days, he watched him smile, watched him slightly sad, and watched his face turn red because of the high fever...

It was a scene he would never have seen before.

It's hard for Zhou Jing to imagine that there will be a second person who will ask him to give his father's love again.

"Then there won't be another one."

"What?" Rong Zhi was slightly at a loss.

His eyes were so clear and clean.

Need more care from others.

Zhou Jing whispered: "My father has many illegitimate children, but not all of them can get his love and care. I am not as absurd and romantic as him. But I am the same as him in the bottom of my heart...not all of them are like me. People who are related by blood are worthy of my care."

"The reason why I came to you is not just because you may be my son."

Zhou Jing's voice still sounded terrifying, but he said, "It's also because you are Rong Zhi."

The author has something to say: Zhou Jing wants to tell Rong Zhizhi, because Rong Zhizhi is very good, so they will recognize him_(:з」∠)_

In terms of blood relationship alone, in fact, as long as they want to, they can have a dozen sons.

Zhou Haoqi, thug of the Protective Alliance: You can leave all the dirty work to me.I only have one humble wish, I hope that big brother will not hit me again. :)

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Suddenly I really want to write, what would it be like if the bosses raised a little Rong Zhizhi from the beginning...

Will someone watch? Cough cough.If someone reads it, it will be written as a small theater and posted on Weibo.