I was bullied in the abuse text [Entertainment]

Satisfied, Ms. Wang Huan hung up the phone, picked up the presbyopic glasses placed on the sofa, put them on her eyes, and read carefully the small report that Xue Yi had just handed over a few minutes ago.

There are a few candid shots of side faces included in the report, with smooth lines, a high nose bridge, and delicate eyebrows. The more you look at it, the more satisfied you are, and your eyes are full of kindness:

"Not bad, not bad... This little guy looks really good, and he matches my son well. Oh, old man, I heard from the crew that this kid is a koi carp, with the attributes of turning bad luck into good fortune and making good fortune in death. If you get married in time, you will definitely be prosperous."

Father Xue was obviously not as excited as Wang Huan, and he was a little slow to respond, with something in his words: "Is he a little-known actor?"

Wang Huan immediately rolled his eyes at him, and said in a bad tone:

"What's wrong with the little actor? When my son said he was going to make a film, you were the one who insisted on stopping him. How about now, won the award and got soft hands? What's the age, put away all your feudal thoughts. Now when those celebrities and idols go out, they can hardly be more popular than the President of the United States."

Father Xue didn't dare to refute Wang Huan directly, so he could only defend in a low voice: "I still think you're too impatient... You haven't understood your character, family background, and background yet."

"I don't understand why, isn't it clearly written on the materials sent by Ah Yi! As for character..."

Wang Huan snorted, and pointed at the photo in his hand: "With this face, he has been in the entertainment circle for five years and is still a trick, which means that he is a good boy who does not engage in crooked ways. Much better than that Bai Ming Yes, there is a smell of green tea all over my body."

Speaking of Bai Min, Wang Huan became very angry.

Ms. Wang Huan has been at ease in the mall for so many years, but she has seen too many green tea whores, and she can smell it through the screen.

This little goblin has been pestering Xue Lan since his debut. On the surface, he pretends to be youthful and innocent, but in fact, he is full of male robbers and female prostitutes. The media and fans don't know how many hammers he has already put in. It is a pity that his precious son just doesn't Opened up, so many years have not been able to see through his hypocritical mask.

"But I still feel a little unworthy of our Xiaolan..." Father Xue's voice became lower and lower under his wife's stare.

"Old Xue," Wang Huan interrupted coldly:

"You have to put yourself in the right position. How can the two men be so easy to find? When your son was born, I thought the princess of Dubai was not good enough for him. But, who let him not live up to it? I dared to come out publicly without my family’s back. At that time, same-sex marriage was not legal, and I was almost blind from crying. Now, the society has finally recognized it, and he even made me a green tea every day, which is simply forced. Seeing me having a heart attack. Xue Lan finally fell in love with an innocent child, it’s okay if you don’t help, but if you dare to trip me up in the back..."

Wang Huan glanced pitifully between her husband's legs, and gave him a "consider the consequences yourself" look.

Father Xue immediately admitted his cowardice, stood up humming, and hid in the kitchen to find his aunt for braised pork.

Wang Huan properly put the stack of materials in his hand on the bookshelf, and muttered to himself: "I have to find time to visit that child named Feng Ning later."

Feng Ning took the elevator up to the [-]th floor alone, and stood in front of an outrageously expensive door, looking up and down, left and right, reservedly for a long while, hesitating whether to reach out and touch it.

He was patted from the side by Xue Lan who had just hung up the phone behind him and came in a hurry.Then he couldn't help but grab Feng Ning's wrist and press it under the door lock, and recorded his fingerprint three times.

Feng Ning entered the room in such a muddleheaded manner.

The two of them took a big circle on the ring road in the afternoon and wasted a lot of time going back and forth. Now they could see the dusk outside the window.

Feng Ning didn't know what was going on with him either. He was a straight man who was tougher than a steel pipe in his last life, but when he was alone in the room with Xue Lan, he would always unconsciously tense his ass.So he was a little worried that Xue Lan would propose to have dinner with him, or even find an excuse to stay overnight. After all, this is their place, and the space is enough for two men.

But I didn't expect that after closing the door, Xue Lan just stood in the porch, turning sideways to let Feng Ning advance, but he didn't even intend to change the leather shoes on his feet, like a landlord who really provided free delivery.

What made Feng Ning feel a little embarrassed, he felt that when he came here, he had been pondering the idea of ​​buying an anti-theft chain at the hardware store, which was a little unkind.

Xue Lan stood at the door, looked around the entire apartment, then retracted Dao Fengning, and said calmly: "This house has never been lived in, and some daily necessities may not be complete. Look, what else needs to be added?"

Feng Ning waved his hands again and again: "No, no need...Your place is already very good, very complete, there is no need to add anything."

Xue Lan raised her eyebrows, raised her final voice, and said in an unpredictable tone: "Is it really not necessary?"

Feng Ning didn't understand: "Huh?" Xue Lan said blankly, "For example, add the landlord's WeChat..."

Feng Ning: "!"

Why do I suddenly feel that it is still necessary to buy the anti-theft and anti-sex|wolf iron chain.

Xue Lan has flattened her palm and stretched it out.

Feng Ning tactfully took out his mobile phone, unlocked it and handed it to Xue Lan.

Xue Lan unceremoniously opened the WeChat dialog box, entered the number, searched, selected, and added friends before returning it to Feng Ning.

Feng Ning subconsciously wanted to put it away, but Xue Lan raised his chin slightly, and motioned to the screen: "Aren't you going to add a note?"

"Huh? Oh, for the note."

Feng Ning clicked into the avatar of the newly added friend after knowing it, and then quickly typed the words "Teacher Xue".

But Xue Lan's eyes were fixed on his screen all the time, but his brows were tightly frowned, his expression was solemn, obviously not very happy.

Feng Ning scratched his head, not knowing where he had offended this big Buddha, after thinking about it, he tentatively deleted "Teacher Xue" and changed the word to "Master".

Looking up again, Xue Lan really showed a satisfied smile, and looked away.

"You can contact me directly if you encounter any unsolvable problems in the future." He said.

Feng Ning immediately nodded obediently and said, "Okay."

After the two exchanged WeChat numbers, Xue Lan returned to his usual calm and breezy appearance, and simply said "Be careful", and then left, clean and tidy, at least the back looks clean and tidy.

Feng Ning watched his tall and thin figure disappear into the elevator before closing the door and letting out a long sigh of relief.

Looking around, Feng Ning finally realized that Xue Lan really didn't lie to himself, this is not his home.

He remembered that the original book had a rich description of Xue Lan's residence, and several major turning points happened in this residence.It is said that the extremely luxurious single-family villa is completely and uniformly decorated, which belongs to the classical Chinese style. Many unremarkable furnishings and decorations are antiques that have gone through several dynasties. Take the rosewood screen in the living room as an example. It is a screen made of ink paintings drawn by contemporary masters of Chinese studies and framed, which is hard to find.

Even the bed used for sleeping is a collection of cultural relics.

But although the European-style kingsize in front of me is worth a lot at first glance, it is full of modern design, and it is obviously not dug out from some underground palace.

After visiting the master bedroom, Feng Ning wandered around from room to room. The sofa is very expensive, the kitchen utensils are very expensive, and even the toilet is very expensive. Anyway, he is very satisfied with everything in this apartment except for the frigid look. .

Feng Ning took a shower, casually found something to eat to satisfy his hunger, then got into the big soft bed, rolled over, and couldn't help but let out a comfortable "hum" - I don't know where the quilt came from I bought it, and it is actually more comfortable than the one in a five-star hotel.

Feng Ning had had enough rubbing, and then poked out a furry head from under the quilt, looked up at the warm crystal ceiling in front of him, and suddenly remembered the box of belongings left by the original owner... and the advertisement, it seemed to be Zhou Yue and the company had to come forward.

I don't know if it was Xue Lan's attitude of support and maintenance, or the environment he was in now gave Feng Ning enough sense of security. Anyway, he finally mustered up the courage to dial his number after hiding from Zhou Yue for a whole day and night.

As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Yue's soaring anger almost climbed into Feng Ning's ears along the wireless signal: "Feng Ning, you'd better find a suitable reason for me, otherwise I will terminate the contract with you now, what else do you have left? Let’s go to the prison and pay off the debt slowly!”

Feng Ning curled her lips - ouch, I'm so scared...

"Brother Zhou, don't be angry, I really have a reason for leaving the stage halfway through."

A contemptuous nasal voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, which meant: "You make it up for me, keep making it up."

"Last night, Teacher Xue Lan came to me temporarily for something. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to tell you in advance."

"Xue Lan? Didn't you just meet him yesterday morning? Is there anything you can't talk about then?"

It has to be said that the name Xue Lan was a blow to Zhou Yue—and it was also the wishful golden cudgel in Sun Houzi's hand.

Although he was deeply skeptical of Feng Ning's words, his momentum dropped by two notches.

Feng Ning didn't change his expression, "Miss Nan is Xue Lan's agent. She accepted an advertisement for me. Because the time for the negotiation was relatively tight, the other party asked for the role to be settled immediately, so Teacher Xue came to find it for her in person. I."

Zhou Yue almost sneered: "Haven't you visited the ancestral grave these days?"

Feng Ning: "What?"

Zhou Yue said coldly: "Is there a curl of green smoke rising there?"

Feng Ning: "..."

Zhou Yue covered his head and covered his face: "Who is Yang Nan? Huaguo's entertainment industry is one of the best ace economy! She will condescend to accept commercials for you in person? The sun comes out from the west? If you make up a story, at least ask about the background?"