Unscrupulous orthopedics [entertainment circle]

An Wangjun thought very seriously about the feasibility of picking up his schoolbag and running away. The next second, Master Zhang coughed to cover up: "Xiao An, come out to the office."

Mr. An Wang was wondering if it was too late for me to jump off the building?

In the office, a cute girl with double ponytails and a JK uniform fidgeted restlessly. The moment she saw the loveless Mr. An Wang, her saliva rushed down first.Master Zhang held his forehead with hatred: "Xiao'an, this is my granddaughter, Zhang Zijin, who is just a sophomore in high school this year. Today, she is..." Master Zhang also felt that this mess was really hard to explain, Resolutely throw the pot away: "You explain yourself for the trouble you caused yourself!"

An Wangjun saw the mayonnaise girl, no, it was the Zijin girl wiping her saliva, talking about her glorious deeds today while pointing fingers, but all she could think of was a grass-mud horse with hair shaking, singing a play Like life.

"Senior, I was wrong. In the future, when I post Weibo, I will definitely go through my head first. Senior, for the sake of your good looks, please forgive me." The words are so pitiful, but the face of Ren Zijin is full It's all written, if you don't agree, I will take off your pants, and then hug your thigh and howl.

An Wangjun smashed his teeth and swallowed, "It's okay, it's just a little thing..."

"Really?" Zhang Zijin was full of blood in an instant, and took out a pen and paper that was hidden somewhere, with green light shining in his eyes: "Then, can Senior An sign it for me?"

An Wang-jun: "...Okay."

An Wangjun signed his name without saying a word, square and square, just like signing in.Zhang Zijin smiled when he saw it: "Senior is so simple."

An Wang-jun pretended not to hear.

Mayonnaise made an inch of it: "Senior An, do you have a Weibo? Let's keep a close relationship with each other!"

An Wang-jun: "..."

An Wangjun had a firm face, denying Sanlian: "No, I don't, I don't play that stuff."

The girl let out a disappointed lament: "That's a pity, with senior An's face, if you don't act and just show your face, you can be a top Internet celebrity. How about this, senior, give me your phone, and I'll register for you one!"

An Wangjun tightened his trouser pockets, and was just about to politely refuse, but the mayonnaise girl continued, "But senior, your voice sounds like a good gay friend I met on the Internet. He once spoke to me."

An Wangjun's little heart, it didn't beat like this even after running 8000 meters.

"However, Senior An, you are much calmer than him. He is also a painter, and he is very easy to flirt with. He is also a fan of Senior Su Yang! The fried hair is arrogant."

Fried Hair Tsundere Shou An Senior: Very good,

Fried-haired Tsundere Shou Clivia: Mayonnaise, you're bound to die.

After finally sending away the two masters, Master Zhang and Mayonnaise, Mr. An Wang collapsed on the recliner on the campus avenue, thinking about life.

The more I think about it, the more messy it becomes. I owe several classes of homework and sign-in. My good Jiyou on the Internet is the granddaughter of my master. Come on yourself, what's for dinner...

As the sun sets, Mr. Anwang is heartbroken.

"Young man, if you don't change your posture to be more elegant, you will be a black history in the future." A high-cold female voice came, and Mr. An Wang, who was in a trance, jumped up from the reclining chair in fright.

Standing three steps away from him, Du Ruoheng shook his phone at him, and the interface happened to be Su Yang's Weibo post "An actor who can't draw is not my good student".

Huh huh? ?

An Wangjun finally changed his posture, with his elbows resting on his knees and his head hanging. If there was a cigarette in this scene, it would be more perfect.

Much like an afterthought.

Du Ruoheng still stood beside him with folded arms, her red lips parted slightly: "What are your future plans?"

Well, it's more like the scene of persuading him to be good after the incident.

An Wangjun grabbed the horn buttons of his coat: "I don't have any plans, I'm just passing by..."

Du Ruoheng chuckled lightly: "I didn't expect you to be quite powerful, little bitch."

An Wangjun stared at her sadly.

Du Ruoheng stared back calmly.

……

In less than three seconds, An Wangjun conceded.

"How do you know it's me..."

"Su Yang's junior, who knows how to draw, met Director Lin at the art exhibition. During this period of time, the famous art exhibition can only be passed down from generation to generation. Besides," Du Ruoheng stretched out a finger and lifted An Wangjun's chin, "Sex and art, is this evaluation for normal men..."

An Wangjun: "I don't read much, are you praising me or hurting me?"

Queen Du Ruoheng couldn't pretend anymore, she pinched her waist and pointed at An Wangjun and grinned: "Why do I get acne when I eat one more spicy stick, but you have such good skin as a male! It's really unfair!"

An Wangjun was dumbfounded, this woman changed her face too quickly!

"Also, I have drawn so many paintings and sent so many private messages to Susu. It's fine if he doesn't reply to me. Today, I specially retweeted a Weibo for you! What the hell are those comments! What the hell are you How did you hook up with my husband!"

An Wangjun: "... I'm really sorry for stealing your husband."

Du Ruoheng shrank instantly, and muttered: "Tell Su Yang that I want to take off my fans."

An Wangjun looked indifferent: "Oh."

Du Ruoheng added: "60 minutes to remove powder."

Miss!Want to go home and play, okay?

An Wangjun saw Du Ruoheng away, took out his phone and sighed, ready to order takeaway.The sum of the packing fee and delivery fee for one person is outrageously high, and the appetite for one person is not enough for the full discount.

Throwing away the phone, An Wangjun deeply felt the hostility towards single dogs in this world.

Walking out of the tutor's office, facing the panting sounds of the juniors and younger sisters in the teaching and research room, Su Sanhao greeted her generously and waved her sleeves without taking away a cloud.

"Hello? Are you still in school? Come to the second floor of the first cafeteria and have dinner together."

An Wangjun remembered his running in the sunset that day, it is good to have a brother.

"Hey! You came just in time. I forgot to bring my meal card. Hurry up and check out." When An Wangjun ran to the second floor of the cafeteria panting, his brother in full armor was waving at him——

ask him to pay.

An Wangjun thinks he should order takeaway.

Sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, the two of them ate hot dishes with two pots of maocai. The thick fog made Su Yang's disguised glasses turn white. The delicious food was what Su Yang took off his glasses and just ate.

"Why do you want to come to school? Don't you have no classes recently?"

"Come to the tutor and ask about the specific direction and ideas of the thesis. This kind of thing is not clear on the phone."

Mr. An Wang understood, and gave him a piece of luncheon meat: "Thank you for your hard work."

Su Yang was very receptive to anyone who came, and happily ruffled An Wangjun's hair.

An Wangjun opened his paw very reservedly: "Be careful, don't be photographed."

Su Laoyao nonchalantly wrapped a ball in one mouthful: "No one will pay attention to us. Besides, even if we notice, we're just eating and chatting in the school cafeteria, not chatting in the quilt of the hotel, so there's no need to pretend."

An Wang-jun expressed full disbelief.

Sure enough, at night, the Su family lived in a small farewell.

"Ahhhhhhhhh bro! Look at the Weibo headlines!" An Wangjun rushed into the study with the pad in his hands, dragged Su Yang who was dying in the pile of papers and shook him, "Sure enough, he was photographed Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Su Yang squinted his eyes and moved away from the monetary policy on the screen, and saw his brother hugging his face and cosplaying Van Gogh's famous painting "The Scream".

Why is my brother so cute?

Su Yang, who was delirious by the thesis, was full of the words "scraping the screen" in the first font.

An Wangjun poked the screen and said, "This person, forget about taking a picture, and pass it on to the school's official blog! Doesn't he know that our school's official blog is also an Internet celebrity, with more than 100 million fans!"

Su Yang shook his head and said sincerely: "I don't know either."

"And it's fine to pass it on to the official blog, why did it happen to be the one where you touched my head! It's so 300 taels of silver here!"

Su Yang looked at the photo, and then looked at the accompanying words: "The official blog of B University: Breaking news, the legendary senior Su Yingdi and the new department of the School of Finance have a strange intersection ♂! The editor is also very curious about how delicious luncheon meat is. Woolen cloth!"

Hmm, it seems a little confusing.

"Current students, I always think about dirty things when I have nothing to do. I will talk to the school's propaganda department another day and ask them to strengthen the study of the core socialist values ​​​​of the official blog editor." Su Laoyao promised very righteously.

An Wang-jun said that he really won't believe it this time!

The next second, Su Yang's cell phone rang, and it was Director Lin.

"Hey, Su Yang, do you have Xiao An's contact information? Why is his phone turned off when I call him?"

That's because the classmates, teachers, and counselors who saw Weibo were calling one after another like a midnight bell!An Wang-jun roared in his heart.

Su Yang blinked: "Well, I don't have anything else for now, but I can contact you through the teacher. Director Lin, if you have anything to tell me, it's the same."

"What else can happen! Don't you know that you and Xiao An are on the headlines!"

An Wangjun's hair was about to stand up, Su Yang rubbed his nose, and said vaguely: "Well, I just saw..."

"Now the Internet is crazy! Some people guess that Xiao An is playing Tang Ke, and some people guess that you two are a couple!"

An Wangjun choked to death with a sip of saliva: "Director Lin, don't listen to the nonsense on the Internet!"

Director Lin: "...Why, Xiao An, are you with Su Yang now?"

An Wangjun: "...Um, I'm here to discuss the script with Senior Brother Su..."

Director Lin: "...Where are we discussing, a hotel?"

Su Yang couldn't stand it anymore, and changed the subject with a cough: "So Director Lin, let's take advantage of the heat to make an official announcement. You post it, and I'll retweet it. I'll follow up with your lead group photos later. There shouldn't be a big problem. .”

On the other end of the phone, Director Lin blew his beard and stared angrily: "It was originally planned to make an official announcement, but it's not today. I told you to mess around and make such a thing. Is it too late for the official announcement now?"

Su Yang chuckled: "Why is it so late, it's only after nine o'clock, and the nightlife has just begun."

Director Lin responded, "That's fine." After a long silence, he asked quietly, "So are you really in the hotel?"

Su Yang & An Wangjun: "..."

What's going on in the little old man's head now!

The author has something to say:

You can talk nonsense, but you can't just eat food, maybe you will be photographed...