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330

Because Zheng He's name is so strange, the company endured various media inquiries for more than half a year, such as: "Is Zheng He's real name or stage name, was it chosen based on Latin or English or an ancient Chinese character?" ', 'Does your company not care about the artist's name?Can anything be done?Then, is it okay for the surname Li to be called Li Zi, and the surname Wang to be called Wang Ye? ', 'As for the artist's real name, can the company please explain...'

With a flick of a pen, the upper echelons changed the name!

There are two kinds of names for artists. One is to find someone who is more accurate to do a fortune-telling to see if the pronunciation is smooth. The second is relatively simple. Open the English dictionary and find a meaning that fits the image of the artist. The name is complete.

So, after half an hour of experience, the assistant, Aaron, came up with a Chinese name Zhang Ailing. Buy one get one free, and get an English name Tom.

A mouthful of water from Cheng Shao's mouth sprayed three meters away.

330 one

"What's the name change?" Zheng He picked out his ear and rubbed his head: "I'm hallucinating, right? I must be hallucinating. How can my grown-ups, who are so innocent, give me a name so kindly. "

Cheng Shao said: "I didn't lie to you, the company really asked you to change your name, and the name is already prepared."

"what?"

Cheng Shao took a deep breath: "The Chinese name is... Zhang Ailing."

Mr. Bai: "..."

Zheng He roared: "Young Master Cheng, are you kidding me? Is this a person's name? You can change my name, why did you even change my surname? You can also change my surname, Zhang Ailing is a female writer from the Republic of China Do you think it’s appropriate for me to carry the lid on the showbiz? Is it appropriate? How should I behave in the future? Walk with my tail between my legs! In case I do something that will last forever, Zhang Ailing and her old man It will pop out from the ground! It scared my father to death!"

Cheng Shao rubbed his temples and said, "Don't worry, just listen to me, you still have an English name."

"What's the English name?" Mr. Bai asked calmly.

"Tom." Cheng Shaoyi replied calmly.

Zheng He was not calm again for a moment: "This name is made up at first glance, okay? He is an American, and nine of them have such a bad name! You want to play me to death with the name! I have been calling me Zheng for nearly 30 years. Enough with these eunuchs! You still want to make me miserable like this! You are still human!"

Cheng Shaomu showed pity: "Zheng He... No, Ai Ling, your name has already been decided by the upper management. They like your new name very much, and believe that this name will get you promoted and raise your salary in a short time. Become the general manager, become the CEO, win Mr. Bai, and reach the pinnacle of life!"

Zheng He burst into tears alone.

"Who the hell gave me this name?" he asked.

Cheng Shao turned sideways, showing Aaron with a happy face. Aaron didn't know what was going on, so he happily made a 'V' gesture: "What's the matter?"

Zheng He smiled sinisterly and walked towards Aaron.

"What did you say?"

330 two

Of course, Zheng He would not agree to such a nonsensical name for Tom, so Mr. Bai will settle the matter of changing the name with one phone call.

Zheng He was really relieved. With such a cheating name, he couldn't help but feel like retiring.

Mr. Bai felt itchy when he saw Zheng He's small appearance, hugged him in his arms, and asked in a low voice: "I've helped you so much, how will you repay me?"

Zheng He rolled his eyes: "There will be my recording later, I will turn on the TV..." As he spoke, he stood up from the man's arms, Mr. Bai held Zheng He and did not let him leave, and said, "There is no rush."

"Urgent!" Zheng He squeezed his eyes: "It's urgent! I don't think I can be troubled for a day now." Now he has fallen into a man's trap, and today he will be so troubled.

"But I want to have sex now." Mr. Bai stretched out the tip of his tongue and gently hooked Zheng He's arm, raising his eyebrows and eyes. A 39-year-old man with a thick skin is really shameless.

Zheng He was made a little soft by Mr. Bai. The first time he had sex with him, he was stunned by the special electric current. Although he slept with the man until midnight last night and now his ass still hurts, but... ... "Then, okay." Zheng He compromised again, sat on the man's waist, and spread his legs.

Mr. Bai pinched Zheng He's flushed cheeks, and teased, "It's been so many times, why do you still blush?"

Zheng He gave the man a blank look: "That's exciting! You're not shy, okay!?"

Mr. Bai burst out laughing when he heard it: "Yo, it's so itchy, I blushed with excitement before I went in, come on, call my husband to let me listen."

Zheng He snorted twice: "Old... Dad."

Mr. Bai was taken aback, and then the thing under his crotch suddenly swelled.

Zheng He's butt was just attached to his head, and he stood up immediately in fright: "What's the matter, you are..."

"Hehe..." Mr. Bai covered his face and chuckled.Zheng He is 11 years younger than him. What is the concept of 11 years old?The little thing was a milk doll when he fucked women on the bed.

Zheng He saw that the man seemed to be in a normal state of mind, so he carefully put himself back on the man again, but he dared not take off his clothes for a long time.

"Mr. Bai, how about me, uh!" Before he finished speaking, his lips and teeth were already captured.

330 three

Zheng He has been in the arts for nearly ten years, and finally received his first fan letter. He opened the envelope ecstatically. The letter seemed to be written by a girl, with beautiful and clean fonts. The content is as follows: [Dear Quality:

I am a loyal fan of yours. I watched many of your dramas, including "XXX", "XXXX" and "XX". We are very happy to hear that you have a new rumored girlfriend, because it washes away You are the negative news of Gay, but we still hope that you can be with the rumored boyfriend, because you are true love!

Well, that's all for now, I wish you good health, Qijilang. 】

Zheng He:"?"

Mr. Bai pointed to it and asked, "What is high quality? What nicknames did your fans give you?"

Zheng He shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then what are the names of your fans, you should know that."

Zheng He continued to shake his head: "I don't know." He shook the letter paper in his hand and said, "I don't even know whether I have ever filmed the play written on it or not."

It is rare for a professional entertainer to be so confused.

Mr. Bai suggested: "How about...ask Young Master Cheng."

Zheng He glanced at the time, and at 01:30 in the afternoon, he said, "No, he will definitely not answer the phone at this time. I'll check it online."

The results on the Internet came out soon. Mr. Bai has never liked electrified machines very much. He fell asleep holding Zheng He's chubby waist. , fan group and other things, so after searching all afternoon, the two finally believed that 'Zheng He has no fans'.

As for the letter from fans, after investigation, it was found that it accidentally drifted in among the letters of other artists.

330 four

When Zheng He first became Mr. Bai's lover, he saw that his room was always tidy and tidy, and he thought how much this man liked tidying up. But after more than a year, Mr. Bai is definitely a young master who never touches the sun, then' The rooms of "Forever Clean" are all cleaned up by the aunts, and the cleanliness that he reveals all over his body is caused by others!

Originally, Zheng He didn't care much about these things, but as the relationship between the two became closer, Zheng He found that the aunts came more and more often, and sometimes they didn't see each other once in half a month. Although he didn't have much cleanliness, he often You can live in a messy room, but when Mr. Bai saw the messy room, he frowned and started to get sick. He was so scared that he had to put down his things and run to get a broom.

It was another big cleaning. Zheng He looked at the back that was still straight even after sitting on the sofa for a long time, and sighed: "Mr. Bai, when will the aunts come? If this continues, I will be exhausted."

"Is this work exhausting?" Mr. Bai focused on the book in his hand.

Zheng He got a little angry, and wailed exaggeratedly: "Please! I clean up such a big house! It's more than 300 square meters! There is no distinction between upper and lower floors. Do you know that it takes four or five hours for me to clean up? Not counting the broken grass outside you, I will have to wear a straw hat and water in the sun like a fool! Look, my skin is tanned!"

Mr. Bai nodded: "It's better to get a good tan, and be healthy."

Zheng He had a bitter face: "Isn't that the point...the point is when will the aunts come? I remember they came once every two days at first."

"Aren't you at home?" Mr. Bai turned a page: "I'll let them come here once in a while."

"Why? Do I have to clean the house at home?" Zheng He was indignant.

Mr. Bai looked up at Zheng He, and said, "I don't like having outsiders in my family, so please bear with me."

Zheng He's heart was filled with joy and anxiety for a moment, and it took a long time to converge into one sentence: "Then you... help me with the housework, okay?"

330 five

Zheng He didn't dare to ask Mr. Bai to do difficult tasks such as washing dishes and watering the lawn, so he assigned him to the guest room to clean the dust, and specially told him: "Open the window, just take a vacuum cleaner and do nothing else. .”

Mr. Bai looked down at the instruction manual of the vacuum cleaner in his hand and nodded.

Because Mr. Bai has always been a very reliable existence in Zheng He's mind, so Zheng He let go of 120 hearts and went downstairs.

Half an hour later, when he opened the door again and saw that the neat guest room was in a mess, his heart was racing.

"What's going on here?" He pointed to the quilt that was dragged off the bed.

Mr. Bai sat on the bed and smoothed out the wrinkles of the bed little by little with his hands. Most of the bed had been tidied by him like a whiteboard, spotless.

"I think it's good that there is no quilt on the bed, it looks very clean." Mr. Bai said.

Zheng He took a deep breath and suppressed the fire in his heart: "I think, if you don't sit on the bed, the bed will be cleaner!"

Mr. Bai thought for a while, then got out of bed: "It makes sense."

Zheng He:"……"

I must have committed some crimes in my previous life, God used my life to meet Bai En to make fun of it.