[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

"Zhu...Yineng? Are you here? Are you here to see Ah Heng? Ah Heng, why don't you ask him to sit down?" Zhuang Ling saw that there were no chairs around the bed, which was not polite to Shu Boheng's friends .

So he went to get a chair and opened it for him to sit, and then put the bag in his hand on the table, "I guessed that you should wake up, so I went downstairs to pack a few small dishes, and you can eat as much as you like." .”

Shu Boheng's condition is already very good now, although he still vomits, but he is not as dizzy as before.Zhuang Ling somewhat guessed that the medicine given by Master Tong had worked.

Speaking of this old man, he is also strange. When the gastrointestinal field was booming, he switched to extra-cardiac clinical practice. After ascending to the altar, he somehow started researching gastrointestinal medicine.

Is this intended not to give others a way out?

Although people specialize in practicing arts, Zhuang Ling still prefers evildoers like the old man, amphibious geniuses.

"What were you talking about just now? The atmosphere is not right." Zhuang Ling didn't miss Zhu Yineng's weird expression when he pushed the door in.

"It's nothing, some company matters."

"Yes, yes, some old guys started to get restless again while Boheng was hospitalized, and I was telling him about it."

"Does it matter?"

"It doesn't matter, they are all mobs. I can settle it all by myself, without Bo Heng's help."

"That's good, thank you for your hard work."

"..." Regarding this sentence, Zhu Yineng didn't respond, and sat on the chair with a weird expression again.

Zhuang Ling didn't think too much about it. Ever since he entered the door, he had put all his attention on Shu Boheng. He was afraid that he would not sit comfortably, so he put a folded blanket behind his waist.

Seeing that Zhu Yineng was dumbfounded, at the same time, he was inexplicably confident in his long-time friend for the possible conflict.

Zhuang Ling sat in front of the bed, and while feeding Shu Boheng some porridge and some side dishes that he could eat now, he asked Zhu Yineng, "Have you eaten yet? I didn't know you were coming, otherwise I would buy an extra serving that you can eat." That's it, how about I give you this one?"

"No more trouble."

"Don't mind him."

"Heng, you can't treat your friend like this, he has helped you a lot, hasn't he?"

"..." Shu Boheng secretly glared at his blind friend, and didn't answer Zhuang Ling's words, but just hummed softly.

Zhuang Ling could only say, "Don't take offense."

He really wanted to have a good relationship with Shu Boheng's friends.

"It's okay, he is like this, we are all used to it."

"..." Shu Boheng thought to himself, you haven't seen the half-deadly angry side of him yet.

A little dissatisfied with Zhuang Ling's diversion of attention, he was desperately venting his air-conditioning, and even his face smelled bad.

Seeing this, Zhu Yi was afraid that he would spend the next few months in the air again, so he hurriedly left the ward like a whirlwind.

Zhuang Ling was still very puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

Shu Boheng replied calmly, "Having a convulsion."

"..."

In the afternoon, Zhuang Ling received a text message from Yuyao, asking him to go to Weibo to cooperate with the "Hua Dao" official Weibo promotion.Only then did he know that the lead film had already been released, and the sample film had been edited, and it was just waiting for the final round of review.

"The efficiency of this program group is really high, it's all done so quickly."

"It's going to be aired this Sunday, so can it be inefficient?"

"That's true. Before, I didn't know why "Hua Dao" was not a live broadcast like other variety shows, but now I understand, as for Producer Yu's fault-finding personality, I'm afraid I can't stand the flawed performances of the guests and actors."

"Criticism? If Mr. Yu knows that you say that about him, he will be very sad." After all, this is never a good word.

"Then he can't hear it!" Zhuang Ling smiled slyly.

He lowered his head and focused on swiping Weibo.He hadn't logged in for a while, and he almost couldn't log in. There were 10,000+ private messages alone, let alone replies and likes.

He knew in his heart that it was the matter of "coming out" before, so he flipped through a few articles, and to his surprise, they were all words of blessing.

Zhuang Ling thought, it seems that I have to find a time to post a Weibo to thank everyone for their concern.

In the private message, there was even a question about Shu Boheng's health. Zhuang Ling laughed out loud, and he showed Shu Boheng the WeChat message as if offering a treasure, "Look! My fans care about you! Mr. Shu, you must be sure." Get well!"

"Definitely." Shu Boheng also laughed.Zhuang Ling's fans are very cute, they will unconditionally believe in and support their idols, even if they are torn up, they are not brainless, but organized and disciplined, with convincing reasons.

He is grateful for them.

It is also because of them that Zhuang Ling's reputation inside and outside the circle is not too bad, and many people are willing to support what happened.

Of course, this is inseparable from Shu Boheng's effective management.

No one knows about this.Shu Boheng also served as the president of Zhuang Ling's support club part-time.

Zhuang Ling found Aite's own Weibo on the official Weibo, forwarded it, and added a self-made emoji.It turned out to be a picture of Shu Boheng bowing his head pouring wine and Zhuang Ling bowing in a wide-sleeved robe together, and it also blurred Shu Boheng's picture, and with the surrounding mist, it looked hazy Feel.Others can't see the face clearly, they can only feel that the picture is beautiful and the person in the picture is very temperamental, that's all.

But it just aroused the curiosity of others.

On the right side of the picture, there are also two lines of brush characters written in flamboyant and phoenix dances, "This Sunday at eight o'clock, see you or leave."

Shu Boheng swiped out this Weibo at the first time, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the corners of his mouth curled up happily, "How could there be such a photo? Huh?"

Zhuang Ling loves his sexy ending, he always feels his whole body is crisp, and his heart is about to pop out of his throat.

"I asked the cameraman to find an angle before the start. How was it? Did it look good? I was also very surprised! Because I didn't know you would appear in this form beforehand."

"Do you want to forward it too?"

Shu Boheng flicked his fingers up and down the screen, and said with a smile, "It's better not to, so as not to scare them."

"That's right, it's only when there is suspense. Do you think the ratings of this episode will be good?" Before that, the ratings of "Hua Dao" had actually dropped, not as popular as the previous three episodes.

Producer Yu is counting on another upswing in this issue.

"So unsure of yourself?"

"That's not true. I just can't tell whether we are in the same frame, whether it is a good move or a bad move. I feel too anxious, just in case..."

"There won't be that day. Instead of thinking about these things, it's better..."

"Why not? Well..."