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Facing Qi Lin's anger, Ye Zhuohan said slowly, "Have you ever heard of a dragon giving birth to nine sons?"

Qi Linping's straight and beautiful collarbone protruded fiercely.

Of course he has heard of the term "Longsheng Nine Sons", but not to mention that he has eaten foreign ink hamburgers for so many years overseas, even when he was not abroad, he couldn't count the nine sons.

But of course Ye Zhuohan can't let Ye Zhuohan know about such things as revealing his cultural level.

Qi Linai nodded indifferently, "So what if you know?"

"Which nine sons are they?" Ye Zhuohan asked.

Qi Lin put on airs and asked back: "What do you think, which nine sons are they?"

Ye Zhuohan said: "The dragon had nine sons, and one of them was named Qilin."

Qi Lin: "..."

Tell me again?

When Ye Zhuohan squinted his eyes, the tails of his eyes were bent very long, "Qi and Qi have the same pronunciation, Lin and Lin have the same pronunciation. If you say I am a dragon, then I will recognize you as one."

Qi Lin was pissed off all night, and if counting the half-day of filming, Tianling Gai was numb with rage, barely maintained his last courtesy, and said with a sneer, "Boss Ye really knows how to tell bad jokes."

Ye Zhuohan said: "Do you really know that the dragon has nine sons?"

Qi Lin was impatient, "Can you get over this topic? The dragon gave birth to nine sons, one of whom was named Qilin. Now I know, this Qi Lin is not that Qilin, let alone your son, understand?"

Ye Zhuohan pursed his thin lips into a cold arc, nodded for a moment, and finally changed the subject as Qi Lin wanted, "You've been staying here tonight?"

Qi Lin snatched back his engineering chair, leaned back in the chair, and yawned, "Mr. Ye, if you have nothing else to do, please go back. The working people have to fight all night for food and clothing."

Ye Zhuohan seemed to want to say something else, but Qi Lin had already turned the engineering chair, and said grimly: "To be honest, Mr. Ye, if I were ten years younger, I would be seventeen or eighteen. You have died just now."

The bright light of the working room fell into Ye Zhuohan's eyes, and disappeared in the thick blackness in an instant.

When he heard "Seventeen Eight", Ye Zhuohan's expression stopped, there was a hint of hostility between his slightly frowned brows, his whole figure seemed to be covered in a layer of ice, and he looked sleepy.

But Qi Lin couldn't see it, holding a pen in his hand, staring at the drawing, and irritably pockmarked the face of the well-behaved motorcycle dragon, muttering: "When I was abroad, don't say you are so tall, just ten people are taller than you." Yes, I'll do the same!"

Ye Zhuohan said in a deep voice, "Really?"

"Isn't it?" Qi Lin looked at the ugly dragon with pockmarked face, and was happy, "It means that when you get older, your temper becomes better. But isn't the saying that it is easy to change the country, but the nature is hard to change. So Mr. Ye, I sincerely advise you not to provoke me at all times. It really irritates me, and I get angry..."

When Qi Lin got excited, he turned the engineering chair back.

However, there was no one in front of him.

"That's...crazy...and...wild." Qi Lin insisted on finishing the second half of the sentence, and was stunned for a few seconds, "Tsk, slipped away?"

With fish porridge as a base, and a wave of spiritual power sent by Ye Zhuohan himself, bah, inspiration, Qi Lin painted until 4 o'clock in the morning, and he still has more ideas.

But as a creator, Qi Lin knows a truth - no matter how much blood is poured into him, he must never squeeze himself out, and he must leave some room, otherwise, after this wave is over, his talents may be exhausted.

He saved the sketches in the computer, organized the paper sketches, stretched himself, and planned to lie on the sofa and squint for a while.

But when he closed his eyes, his mind was full of Ye Zhuohan.

And Ye Zhuohan's sentence "You are my son".

It's so magical that people can't sleep.

Qi Lin: "..."

How can a man sent by the country be so angry?

I am your son, and you are still married to me, so do you want to make a movie called "The Best of the Best"?

Qi Lin patted the edge of the sofa and sat up straight.

Ye Zhuohan not only brought a pot of fish porridge, but also a pack of fried chestnuts with sugar. Although it was cold, it was not impossible to eat.

Qi Lin couldn't sleep, so he just stopped sleeping, destroying the food that Ye Zhuohan sent was tantamount to destroying Ye Zhuohan himself.

Chestnuts without openings are not easy to peel. Qi Lin is very concerned about his dream-building hands, and will not force them. He took out a small knife from the drawer and skillfully cut open the chestnuts.

This knife is his special knife for eating nuts.

Every time the studio purchases, what belongs to him are all kinds of nuts.

Gu Rong couldn't understand it, and when he saw him piling up nuts, he said, "Qi Xiaolin, you can eat even squirrels."

Among all the nuts, Qi Lin likes chestnuts the most.However, sugar-fried chestnuts are only available in winter. In the coming winter, he was so busy that his feet were flying, and he hadn't eaten chestnuts a few times.

When the table was piled up with chestnut shells, Qi Lin suddenly froze for a moment.

Ye Zhuohan knew that he liked stir-fried chestnuts?

Ye Zhuohan also knows that he likes jujube rose tea...

Ye Zhuohan knows too much!

Or is it just a coincidence?

Qi Lin swallowed a chestnut, wiped his hands clean, and searched for Ye Zhuohan's information on the Internet again in order to learn more about his fiancé.

To his surprise, news of Ye Zhuohan's upcoming marriage was overwhelming all over the Internet, but he, the president's man, was rarely reported.

He seemed to be ignored, hidden under Ye Zhuohan's light.

This is exactly what he wanted.

Ye Zhuohan is the favored son of the Ye family and the face of Le Ting, while he is just an ordinary person, submitting the marriage matching application purely just to find a partner, and has never dreamed of marrying a wealthy family.If this marriage drags him into the public eye, he doesn't know if he'll be able to adjust.

Still not forgetting the purpose of searching for Ye Zhuohan, Qi Lin continued to look down.

Ye Zhuohan graduated from a leading prestigious school in the country, and then went to country D to continue his studies. He studied at the most prestigious university in country D, and once worked in the branch of Le Ting in country E.

Qi Lin: "..."

God damn it, because I didn't go to college, so I have a different complex for college!

Ye Zhuohan is definitely a top student.The school bullies of rich families are the scariest, because they are not only richer than you, but also smarter and harder than you!

Qi Lin felt that he should draw another ten drafts angrily.

At this time, the sky was already pale, Qi Lin put down his phone, walked towards the bathroom, and said to himself: "So you have been to country E."

Country E is where he stayed for seven years. He went there when he was less than 18 years old and came back when he was 25 years old.Seven years is not short, but he has never had any sense of belonging to country E. He would rather go back to China to start a business with hard work than enjoy the cool shade under the big tree with his brother in country E.

Looking at it this way, he and Ye Zhuohan are actually related.

A few hours later, it was time for work.

Gu Rong saw Qi Lin stayed up all night in the internal work log, and sent a basket of winter strawberries to express his condolences.

As a partner who is especially good at borrowing flowers to present Buddha, Qi Lin generously distributed strawberries to his subordinates, and he only packed a few in small bowls.

Gu Rong looked at the thermos on the table, and a fox jumped like a predator, "When did you buy this thing?"

Qi Lin heard the smell, "Is this thing special?"

"It's very expensive!" Gu Rong said enviously, "I wanted to buy one last year, and it cost almost ten thousand, so I'm not willing."

"1 yuan to buy a pot?" Qi Lin thought of the way Ye Zhuohan put it on the table, and lost his mind for a moment.

Carrying the warmth of the president, shouldn't it be a pot worth 1 yuan?

Gu Rong said: "Why, this pot is not yours?"

Qi Lin didn't hide it, "Ye Zhuohan has been here."

"Hiss—" Gu Rong sighed for a while, and said again: "I inquired, Ye Zhuohan has controlled the public opinion very well, and the news about you on the Internet is either deleted directly or blocked. He is quite thoughtful."

Qi Lin thought to himself, no wonder.

Gu Rong glanced at the drawing, "Hey, last time I complained to me that I didn't have inspiration, I've drawn so many."

Qi Lin looked at the dragon on the paper, and suddenly said: "Do you know who the nine sons of the dragon are?"

"Are you testing my culture?" Gu Rong cleared his throat and said triumphantly, "Although my grades are poor, I have a very large reserve of knowledge in some fields. You can call me a walking encyclopedia expert."

Qi Lin rolled his eyes, "Real men don't use 'little' to describe themselves."

Gu Rong: "..."

Qi Lin: "Unless you are a fake man."

"Okay, okay!" Gu Rong quickly stopped, "I'll show off my culture to you - Longsheng Nine Sons, refers to the prison cow, Yazi, Xiaofeng, Pulao, Suanni, Bixi, Biyan, Negative Xie, Chi Kiss."

Qi Lin turned his face, "There is no Qilin?"

Gu Rong laughed wildly, "What's wrong with you? Hurry to be Long's son?"

Qi Lin searched, and sure enough there was no Qilin!

Kirin is not one of the nine sons of the dragon, but an auspicious beast juxtaposed with the dragon!

Ye Zhuohan actually took advantage of him so much.

But who can blame this?

Blame him for being patriotic in his mouth, but ignorant of the myths and legends of the motherland in his soul?

The worst thing is that Ye Zhuohan must have seen that he doesn't know who the nine sons of Longsheng are.

Gu Rong laughed and said earnestly: "Qi Xiaolin, you drew this dragon, right? Then you are its father, don't get your seniority upside down."

Two days later, it was time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate.

It was a working day, and Qi Lin arrived at the studio early in the morning.

Although he was bored in the drawing and paralyzed himself with hard work, his mood was still ups and downs and he couldn't calm down at all.

In a few hours, he's going to get married, with a man the AI ​​has matched him with.

He is 28, his man is 29, the age difference is only one year, this shameless man just wants to be his father.

Do you really want to marry Ye Zhuohan?

I always feel that once we get married, it will open the door to a new world.

He has been single for a long time, even though he wanted to get married and submitted the matching application by himself, he was not kidnapped, and he did not take the wrong medicine, but at this moment, he had to admit that he was, a little bit, afraid.

If you run away from marriage, it's still too late.

"Hmm..." Qi Lin lay prone on the table, buried his face in his arms, and was dizzy.

At 3:10 in the afternoon, it was 20 minutes away from the time Ye Zhuohan promised to pick him up.

Qi Lin was mourning the last single time of his life, and was about to start the countdown when suddenly there was a commotion downstairs.

Ye Zhuohan actually arrived early!

Qi Lin's mind became hot, and the idea of ​​running away from marriage skyrocketed, but before he could take action in the future, the phone rang.

Unfamiliar number.

"I'm Ye Zhuohan." The heinously magnetic voice bombarded Qi Lin's eardrums.

"I'm already downstairs with you." Ye Zhuohan said again.

The uneasiness of getting married and the nervousness of wanting to escape from the marriage messed up Qi Lin's thinking, leaving him blank and unable to make a sound in time.

But his breath was clearly transmitted to Ye Zhuohan's ears.

"Huh?" Ye Zhuohan said, "Why aren't you talking, what are you doing?"

Qi Lin blurted out: "It's counting down, commemorating the few remaining single days in my life."

A few seconds later, a low chuckle came from the receiver.

Qi Lin's heart went numb when he heard that.

Number than hips, number than Tianling Gai.

Ye Zhuohan said: "There is not much single time left in this life? So you have identified me, and marrying me is a lifetime, right?"