The male gods are vying to be my father

When Rong Zhi returned home, he covered his head with a quilt and fell asleep.

When the hunger in his stomach woke him up, he stretched out his hand with a pale face, and struggled out of the bed with difficulty.

Luckily there is heating in the house.

Rong Zhi rubbed his messy hair, kicked the quilt away, touched the mobile phone by the bed, and then went into the bathroom.

Rong Zhi turned on the phone, was about to board station b, and turned on a funny show as the background sound of taking a shower, but he was first caught by the Weibo client's push.

"Jane is...my fanatical fan?"

"Shouldn't I be his fan?"

Rong Zhi muttered in a low voice while poking into the push button.

Then he went directly to that Weibo.

Rong Zhi couldn't help poking into this link again.

There are a few large characters stamped on the top of the post - "Jian Shen's unique and unique way of chasing stars".

Rong Zhi slid down and only climbed the main building and the floor with the highest number of likes.

"The warm baby, water and sugar are all bought for me?" Rong Zhi said in a low voice, "Oh", and said in a small voice, "But he didn't give it to me."

"Did you dig the yam to help me?" But God Jane didn't admit it either.

Rong Zhi felt a little strange in his heart.

It turned out that Jane God approached him because he was his fan?

But what is there to admire about him?

What is it worth to turn Jane God into a fanatic?

Rong Zhi couldn't figure out this question for a while, but there was a "guji" sound in his stomach.

Hungry as if the feeling of the front of the chest against the back is too uncomfortable.

Rong Zhi hurriedly put away the phone and went into the bathroom.

After rushing out of the shower, Rong Zhi rudely put on his pajamas, opened the door with his mobile phone and went out.

"Today's breakfast is spaghetti bolognese with tomato soup. Is that okay?" Yan Shihan came out of the kitchen and looked up.

There was silence in the living room, and there was no third person.

In the past few days, Rong Zhi was surrounded by many people, and he was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

Rong Zhi twisted his neck and nodded.

Although he was more craving Xiaolongbao fritters and soy milk, the bolognese noodle was also very good.

Especially...it looks like those foods were made by Yan Shihan himself.

Yan Shihan arranged the food on the dining table, and then took off the floral apron in front of him.

Of course, this is not Yan Shihan's hobby.

It's just written in the parenting manual that we should start from the environment as much as possible, so that children can feel warmth and care.

Small broken flowers are essential elements to create a warm atmosphere.

After both of them sat down, Rong Zhi picked up the fork and started to eat the noodles.

Of course, while eating noodles, he also took out his mobile phone and checked Weibo.

Seeing his movements, Yan Shihan opened his mouth to persuade him that it is a bad habit to play with his mobile phone while eating.But after thinking about it, Yan Shihan swallowed the words again.

Rong Zhi is not young anymore, repeating such words will arouse Rong Zhi's rebellious heart.

Rong Zhi brushed and found that his Weibo fans had increased again.

Another small increase of 100 million.

More fans began to flock to his Weibo, asking, "Why doesn't Zhizhi update his blog?"

"I want to hear Zhizhizhi, cover my face."

"I am a fan of God Jane, from now on you will also be my male god!"

……

Rong Zhi's comment section is full.

Even through a screen, Rong Zhi can almost imagine the smiles of those cute little girls leaving comments for him.

Kind of...satisfied.

It's like the taste after a full meal.

Rong Zhi checked Weibo again.

Then suddenly another push flashed into his eyes.

"Jian Jun finally appeared at the airport, his face indifferent and haggard, as if he hadn't slept well."

Rong Zhi clicked in again.

Then I saw a few accompanying pictures, all of which were Jian Junyi's indifferent and impatient appearance.

His clothes... haven't changed yet.

Rong Zhi glanced at it, and found that under the high-definition lens, the wrinkled marks on it could be seen at a glance.

He didn't seem to have slept well, and his complexion was not very good.

Coupled with this attire, it does look a little haggard.

What a miserable look...

But even that is enough to cause fans to revel.

After all, Jian Junyi has been too reclusive in recent years. Fans only want to see his news, even if it's just a small one.

I have been fed up by Jian Junyi's news for the past few days, and I am very moved at the moment, and I even think that Rong Zhi looks like a mascot, instead of looking at Jian Jun's enthusiasm.

After all, he is the son of Emperor Yan, so there's no need to be too enthusiastic.

Rong Zhi saw several Jane fans praising him in the comment area.

Rong Zhi enjoyed the comments that praised his good looks for a while.

Yan Shihan on the other end couldn't hold back anymore: "Zhizhi, what are you looking at? Eat noodles, it's getting cold."

"But pasta is cold pasta."

Yan Shihan choked: "The soup is getting cold."

"Hmm." Rong Zhi obediently put down the phone, picked up the tomato soup and brought it to his mouth.

Drink a sip.

Around the mouth was dyed red.

Yan Shihan pretended to glance at Rong Zhi's phone screen casually, but he saw the word "Jane" clearly.

"Jian Junyi's news?"

"Ah."

"What's written on it?"

"Just put his airport photo."

"What's so good about airport photos?" Yan Shihan tried his best to hold back the sourness in his words, and said, "Have you seen my airport photos? They are all regarded as classics." Is he proud?He didn't.

Jian Jun only took a few photos.

What catches your eyes.

Rong Zhi drank up the sweet and sour tomato soup, and said in a low voice, "You should ask him if his allergies are cured."

Yan Shihan responded with a stinky face.

"After all, he signed it for me."

Yan Shihan immediately said: "Autographed photo? How much do you want? I'll sign it for you right away. As much as you want! You have acquaintances, and you can send a few more!"

God knows how expensive his autographed photo has been in the fandom!

Rong Zhi bit his fork.

"It's different..."

"What's different?" Yan Shihan's eyes were sore, "Is it precious because of the sense of distance?"

Rong Zhi said, "No way. You are closer to me, so of course you don't need to be so polite. But he is just a singer I like..."

Yan Shihan's mood calmed down in a second.

"Do you want to call him? I'll get you the number right away."

Rong Zhi: "..."

It's so coaxing.

This must be a fake actor Yan, eh.

Yan Shihan said to get the number, so he really gave Rong Zhi the number.

Rong Zhi dialed out.

There was a "beep" sound for a long time.

"No one answered." Rong Zhi put down his phone, lowered his head and ate the noodles, "Forget it, ahh..." He took a sip of the noodles.

Yan Shihan smiled: "When you finish eating noodles, what do you want to play?"

"I have to go to the crew to audition..."

"Don't you want to go to the amusement park?" Yan Shihan lowered his face.

Rong Zhi shook his head: "I don't want to ride the roller coaster anymore."

Yan Shihan also remembered that painful memory.

Forget it, forget it, forget it.

Afraid of dying, I will come back and hug him.

The two continued to discuss where to go to play.

In a small white western-style building.

Eldor swallowed, and said: "Jane, Zhou invited you to sing the theme song for a TV series."

Jian Jun lowered his head and wiped the piano keys without raising his head.

Obviously not interested.

Eldor also knew that he had no interest in singing now.But Eldo still whispered: "That play will be played by Rong Zhi."

Jian Junyi's hands stopped, and he raised his head suddenly: "When did you invite me?"

"A few days ago." Eldo swallowed again, and said cautiously: "But at that time, I didn't know you cared so much about Rong Zhi..."

"so?"

Eldo knelt down and hugged his head: "I rejected Zhou."

"What's Zhou's contact number?"

Eldor hurriedly reported a series of numbers, trying to exchange a good gesture of repentance for a glimmer of life.

Without looking at him, Jian Jun directly grabbed the phone and dialed the number.

"Hi, hello, this is Zhou's film and television coordination department."

"I'm Jian Junyi."

The operator on the other end panicked for a moment, but then immediately asked, "Hello, what can I do?"

"A few days ago, you invited me to sing the theme song for a drama, and I agreed."

"!!!" The operator was so surprised that a level [-] storm set off.

But then she thought of the news that just came down from the top yesterday, saying that she would never use Jane's songs in the future.

Although the operator thought in her heart that the person who made this decision might not have a bright mind... But she still had to abide by her professional requirements and recounted the high-level words yesterday to the other party.

"Sorry, we don't need it anymore. Sorry for the inconvenience..."

Jian Jun hung up the phone expressionlessly.

He turned to look at Eldor: "Now, immediately, get Rong Zhi's cell phone number."

Eldor hurriedly started calling to inquire.

The whole process lasted about ten minutes.

It could have ended faster, but everyone he asked was very curious about the relationship between Jian Junyi and Rong Zhi.Eldor stammered an explanation, and it was so delayed.

When he finally handed over the number to Jian Junyi, Jian Junyi's complexion was as dark as carbon water.

Jian Jun pinched the small note with the number on it, and slowly entered the number into the phone one by one.

Then just then, his cell phone alerted him.

— This number is red.

In other words.

Called him from this number, but he didn't answer.

Jian Jun hurriedly called up the call records.

Two 10 minutes ago.

This number called him!

Called him!

Jian Jun stood up suddenly, when the chair was kicked over.

Aldo trembled.

I... didn't I hand over my number? QAQ

The author has something to say: 2 minutes late.

But still have to chirp.