Celestial Master [entertainment circle]

A few days later, at the Kyoto airport, the hall Yuli saw Luo Shifang and others off.

"This time I really want to say goodbye." Bentang Youri shook hands with several people respectively, and said with a smile, "The Bentang family welcomes you to play at any time, and you are our distinguished guests no matter when. Of course, take out your Yi Anyone who knows the token of the Shishen Palace will not dare to neglect and bully you."

Luo Shifang nodded slightly, and half-jokingly said: "Well, I really have to go back this time, and there won't be any accidents, otherwise Uncle Zhehan really committed a heinous crime."

Yan Zhehan silently reflected: He will never set a flag again in the future.

Although the idea itself is a flag.

The group exchanged simple greetings for a while, because there was enough time left for them to say goodbye, so when the announcement at the airport sounded, Luo Shifang and the others went to the security checkpoint without hesitation, and Bentang Youli did not hesitate to say goodbye. Ready to go home.

"How will you be here!?"

Bentang Youli's exclamation came out, it was not loud, but it attracted Luo Shifang and Yan Yuan who had eyes and ears.

When the two turned their heads, they saw Hihara Yamato, who was wearing a patient suit and a red down jacket, rushing in, grabbing the guardrail and trying to jump up, creating a sense of presence.

"You will always be the guiding light in my life, the person I admire the most in this world! Thank you for saving me—!"

If he wasn't wearing a hospital gown, Hihara Yamato's current state would not look like a patient at all, with a ruddy complexion, tears in his eyes, a loud voice, and bold movements... Well, he is very healthy.

"sorry for disturbance!"

"Yamato-kun, you still need to rest these days!"

"Even if it's saying goodbye, you can use other methods!"

Soon, several medical staff working in this private hospital appeared, apologizing to the passers-by, dragging Hiohara Yamato to the hospital, but the patient in their hands was worse than their own. Strong, the two sides unexpectedly fell into a stalemate in a short period of time.

At this time, this group of people is the light in the airport, and many people even start to scan the surrounding environment, wanting to know who the idol of the noisy people is.

Bentang Youli rubbed the center of his brows, as if feeling ashamed, he slipped away silently.

In spite of Huohara Yamato's enthusiasm, Luo Shifang accepted it well. Anyway, he is abroad now and he is still wearing a mask, so he waved his hand generously and responded loudly.

"Pay attention to your health, take care—!"

Hirohara Yamato burst into tears and snot, and finally let go of his hand holding the fence in satisfaction, and was "tied" back to the ambulance.

The eyes of the onlookers inevitably focused on Luo Shifang.

There are many pointing needles among the people passing by, and at this moment, I first noticed the clues.

Even after a while, many people's eyes still lingered on Luo Shifang.

And because they had to take off their down jackets and masks during the security check, when Luo Shifang's appearance confirmed everyone's speculation, many people gasped.

——It's really Luo Shifang!

Fortunately, the pointers were very excited, but they also paid attention to etiquette and tried not to make noise. A few girls boldly stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Excuse me, are you Luo Shifang?"

Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative.

This is the man who was rated as the second most handsome man in the world this year. He is so recognizable that it is difficult to admit his mistake!

True love points to the needle and it is even more impossible to admit mistakes!

And those who follow Luo Shifang's movements also know that their idol has a job in the island country during this period, and it is normal to return to China today after calculating the time.

"Do you need a signed photo?"

Luo Shifang responded with a generous smile.

One of the girls was so excited that she even said what was in her heart: "Hey, we're really lucky!"

Yan Yuan and He Dalei, who were the first to complete the security check, acted as Luo Shifang's assistants together. Soon after getting a signed photo and a handshake, they left.

But at times like this, the crowd will gather in waves.

There were fans of Luo Shifang passers-by, and some were attracted by Luo Shifang's handsome appearance, and there were many people who joined in the fun.

So, during the waiting time, Luo Shifang and others spent the whole time dealing with enthusiastic fans and passers-by. They didn't have time to breathe until they boarded the plane and took the first class cabin.

Two to 10 minutes after the plane took off, He Dalei checked the information on the social platform after connecting to the WiFi on the plane.

Sure enough, thanks to Huoyuan Yamato's series of operations, Luo Shifang was sent to Weibo's hot search.

Lots of pointing needles and fun to watch.

After only one trip out of the country, Luo Shifang gained a fanatic male fan who did not hesitate to escape from the hospital and bid farewell to him... However, many people couldn't help thinking about what this fan meant. .

Especially marketing accounts and self-media, I always feel that there are many things worth digging in.

Inevitably, many "suspected" and "guessed" news emerged.

Yan Yuan glanced at the phone briefly, and said calmly, "Cameras are really everywhere."

These days, there are often reports of paparazzi reporters and illegitimate fans stalking artists, so artists must protect their privacy.

Luo Shifang said nervously, "Will it cause trouble for you, Mr. Yan?"

"No." The corners of Yan Yuan's mouth were raised, his eyes were soft, and his tone was gentle with a bit of sternness, "It's just that it must be very unpleasant to be targeted maliciously by some people. In this respect, I can protect you."

It's not been a day or two since he and Luo Shifang got along, even if he wasn't so used to being chased by the camera lens at first, he should have gotten used to it long ago.

If you list the "Top [-] Artists Who Don't Love Hype", Luo Shifang will definitely be on the list.

However, there are many examples of Luo Shifang being hyped by the news media.

Especially at the end of the year, many people frantically brought a group of popular artists headed by Luo Shifang in order to beat KPI, and even outrageous rumors such as "Luo Shifang changed his nationality" could be spread, which shows that the intentions are sinister.

Yan Yuan, on the other hand, will become a protective umbrella for Luo Shifang to resist all malice, and even eliminate the source and disseminators of the malice.

It was before, it is now, and it will be in the future.

Luo Shifang was so moved that he held Yan Yuan's hand under the blanket.

"Mr. Yan, you are such a good person..."

Yan Yuan thought to himself: The blanket is really a good thing.

but.

How can he be a good person who is vigorous and resolute in the mall and kills people invisible?

That is to say, only in front of Luo Shifang would he be willing to become a flawless "good guy".

The two clasped their fingers together under the blanket.

On the other side, He Dalei glanced at Yan Zhehan, who was soundly asleep, and then paid attention to the actions and words of the two, secretly amazed.

——When can a good person card be used by couples in love?Please leave some life for the single dogs who failed to confess.

……

Four hours later, the plane landed at the Imperial Capital Airport.

This time there is no need for a security check, and Luo Shifang does not need to take off his mask. After changing clothes on the plane, at most they will be looked at twice because of their height and temperament, so as not to trigger another autograph session .

Yan Yuan had contacted Uncle Zhong, the old butler of the Yan family before boarding the plane, so they got on the car to Yan's house as soon as they got off the plane.

Uncle Zhong is a gentle old man in a gray suit. Looking at the few people who just returned from abroad, Uncle Zhong showed a kind smile.

"The young master is able to travel with his friends, and he has really grown up. Mr. Luo, and Mr. He, our young master and the third master have been taken care of by you during this journey. I am here to thank you."

Yan Yuan was a little stumped: anyway, he is a lonely and weird person with no friends.

But it doesn't matter, now he has Luo Shifang.

On the other hand, Yan Zhehan drooped his shoulders, thinking feebly: Among them, he is the elder!

After all, Jiang is still old and hot, Uncle Zhong "educated" Yan Yuan and Yan Zhehan in the way of elders with just a few words.

"Mr. Luo and Mr. He are also staying at Yan's house tonight. We have packed the guest room. I think you couldn't get a good rest on the plane, and you haven't eaten yet. According to the master's order, I have prepared for you Hearty dishes."

Luo Shifang took a breath, he was indeed hungry.

When everyone arrived at Yan's house, just as Uncle Zhong said, it was time for dinner.

The brightly lit mansion made He Dalei couldn't help but take a look at the surrounding scenery, and Luo Shifang was also scanning everything around with his eyes to see if there was any vicious formation.

Fortunately, nothing messed up.

Uncle Zhong warmly received everyone, and they didn't need to change their clothes, they sat on the chairs after washing their hands.

The richness that Uncle Zhong said is really rich. There are only four people sitting at the dining table, but the dishes on the table are for 20 people. There are everything from fried food to stew pots. You can take out a single serving It is called "a large amount to control the fullness". Obviously, this amount is clearly arranged for Luo Shifang.

Yan Zhehan sucked in his saliva. These days, he was used to the sweet and light dishes and seafood in the island country. Now he still thinks his own food is delicious, so he moved his chopsticks directly.

The Yan family doesn't have strict table rules, at least in front of the real ones, it's good to be casual, there is no need for etiquette, and no one cares.

As a guest, Luo Shifang was still too embarrassed to move his chopsticks. Yan Yuan pondered for a moment and asked, "Uncle Zhong, where is my father?"

"The master is in the ancestral house now, and he will come back later. Young master, you can just eat directly."

Yan Yuan nodded, and said again: "Uncle Zhong?"

Uncle Zhong: "Me? I've already eaten it. When I get older, the dinner time will be moved forward for better digestion."

So during the whole meal, Yan's father did not appear at the table.

As soon as dinner was over, Yan Zhehan yawned, claiming to be jet-lagged, and staggered back to his room to sleep.

The problem is that the time difference from the island country to China is only an hour at most, so there is no need to use ridiculous reasons like "jet lag" to cover up the fact that I am lazy.

Uncle Zhong: "Mr. He should also go to rest first. Auntie will come over to clean up the dishes. Then Young Master, Mr. Luo, Master invites you to the ancestral house, please."

The implication is to exclude He Dalei.

After all, it was the Yan family who had been taking care of Luo Shifang and Rubik's Cube studio. He Dalei would not be suspicious, so he honestly went into the arranged guest room to rest.

But Yan Yuan felt a little strange.

The number of times he himself went to the ancestral house is also very few, and as far as he knows, outsiders are almost not allowed to enter the ancestral house... It seems that his father really does not regard Luo Shifang as an outsider.

"The ancestral house? Can I go?" Luo Shifang pointed at himself unexpectedly.

Although he is in a relationship with Mr. Yan, from the point of view of blood, he has nothing to do with Mr. Yan, and from the point of view of marriage...it doesn't matter.

Not to mention that in the eyes of outsiders, they are good brothers and good friends, and they didn't even consider the premise of getting along with each other.

Uncle Zhong replied with a smile: "Of course it is possible. There is no rule that says no. Otherwise, how did the old master receive guests? The ancestral house was not the ancestral house from the beginning."

Luo Shifang thought it made sense.

In a hurry, Luo Shifang and Yan Yuan got into the car again before they had time to clean up the dust.

The Yan family's ancestral house is a bit remote, but it retains the style of the last century, which looks simple and serious.

Under the deep night, everything around was very silent, only the sound of the north wind whistling was particularly clear.

After a while, everyone arrived at their destination.

Luo Shifang looked nervously at the dark red front door in front of him. Ever since he heard the news, he had been struggling in his heart: What should I say when I see Father Yan this time?

But thinking of it, there is still no result.

Yan Yuan saw his lover's worry, patted the latter's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Don't be nervous, my father is not the kind of stubborn elder who will deliberately make things difficult for others, he is very open-minded."

"Well, then is it still called 'Uncle'?" Luo Shifang asked with a serious expression.

Yan Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "For now."

He wasn't sure how his father would react if he found out that the two men were dating.

Uncle Zhong quickly took out the key and opened the door, and then locked the door, which shows the depth of security precautions.

In addition, normal people cannot look through the two-meter-high fence with spikes, which shows the strict security.

After entering the door, Luo Shifang clearly saw the internal structure of Yan's ancestral house.

There are rockery, small pools, pines and cypresses, and the houses are separated by walls and door locks.

Uncle Zhong unlocked the door on the right, and said, "Master lives here."

But after entering the door on the right, Uncle Zhong walked to the end and opened another door with a key.

"The place where the master lives has to go forward."

Luo Shifang couldn't help revealing a trace of curiosity. Apart from filming, this was the first time he had seen a house with this structure, just like ancient times.

In the old-style study room, Father Yan was flipping through ancient books. After hearing footsteps, he said with a smile, "It's finally here? Come in, don't be restrained."

"Master." Uncle Zhong pushed open the door of the study, "Young Master and Mr. Luo are here, do you need me to avoid it?"

"Of course you don't need to. Uncle Zhong doesn't know what's going on in this family? Why do we need to discuss things that you need to avoid?" Father Yan chuckled and called Yan Yuan and Luo Shifang to sit down on the chairs in front of the desk. On the other hand, he poured two cups of hot tea and handed them over.

Even though the strict father, who was wearing a light brown coat and a camel long scarf, was as gentle and friendly as the gentleman who walked out of the picture scroll of the last century.

"A good Dahongpao, I hope it suits your taste."

There was a burst of tea fragrance, and even though Luo Shifang-inch of tea leaves hadn't been researched, he secretly sighed "good tea".

He breathed a sigh of relief and shouted "Hello, Uncle".

"During the year and a half from the year before last to this year, my family, Yuan'er, has received a lot of care from you, Mr. Luo. As a father, I am really grateful. Instead of wine, I would like to present a glass of tea to Mr. Luo." He raised his hand and took a sip of tea.

Luo Shifang also replied: "Mr. Yan has helped me a lot. Without him, I would have made many detours and bumped into many obstacles."

Yan's father smiled and said: "I know something. Every time Mr. Luo helps Yuan'er, it saves lives. Logically speaking, even if Yuan'er is to be treated like a horse, it should be done."

"Uh... no, no, no, absolutely no."

Luo Shifang is still not used to chatting face to face with elders he is not familiar with. On the other hand, no matter what he says, it is impossible for him to let his lover treat him like a cow or a horse, right?

After the two parties exchanged courtesy, the focus gradually shifted to Yan Yuan.

When facing his proud son, Yan's father's attitude did not become serious, but there was a sharp edge in his words, obviously in a state of "confrontation".

"Yuan'er, you have worked very hard this year, and you have negotiated many big deals, but the attendance rate is extremely low. I don't know how you feel?"

Yan Yuan: "...Father, I have nothing to say about this, but I think that the working environment becomes a secondary thing without affecting the quality of work. I think I still have such self-control people."

"About self-control, I have never doubted you. However, some tasks require you to do it yourself, rather than remote guidance." Yan's father smiled, "The end of the year is approaching. Appearing in the company, is it reasonable? Next year, you will have more courage on your shoulders, but you will not be able to walk around like this year."

Yan Yuan's words had already been expected.

Tianqiu Real Estate was originally a subsidiary of Yan's Group. Over the years, under his leadership, it has developed better and better, but its business scope has always been domestic.

Now the domestic market is somewhat saturated, and if he continues to stay in the country, he will not only have to compete with other real estate companies, but also with his own company. It will be a matter of time before his work status changes.

"Yes, father, I understand."

Yan Yuan gave Luo Shifang a comforting look.

The latter was calm on the surface, but his slightly clenched fists still revealed his true emotions.

No one wants the lover who is dating to be separated from him, not to mention that the two of them would stay together almost 24 hours before, and they have long been accustomed to the shadow of each other in each other's lives.

However, Yan Yuan has a job, and Luo Shifang also has a job. This is the reality of an adult man.

In the past, Luo Shifang filmed relatively few scenes, and the composition of the crew was relatively simple, but if the two continue to stay together as before, their relationship will be exposed sooner or later, and even their unintentional actions may cause scandals to erupt at any time .

The production team has always been a crowded place.

Yan Yuan: "From next year, I will return to the company."

Yan's father Cun Yanyuan was very satisfied with his answer.

Even if it is out of liking and dependence, wanting to stay with friends, but like Zi Yuan'er, it is too much.

They are all young people. Two big men are often tired of being together, which is always inconvenient.

And different from Yuan'er's indifferent appearance, Luo Shifang... looks very capable at first glance, even if he doesn't have a girlfriend now, it's not good to disturb others playing with the five-fingered girl.

Fortunately, Yan Yuan didn't know what Yan's father was thinking. If he knew, he might be so embarrassed that he couldn't sit still: My father, what kind of messy things are he thinking.

There was a hint of deep meaning in Yan's father's smile: "Yuan'er, besides this, is there anything else you want to say to Weifu?"

"What?" Yan Yuan didn't quite understand.

Yan father: "I already know the matter, so you really have nothing to say?"

Yan Yuan stepped into the field of cultivation and became a celestial master. To Yan's family, this was a great joy.

It's just that Yan Yuan didn't know his family's responsibilities in the Chinese Taoist world, nor his contacts in special departments, so he took it for granted that Father Yan already knew about the relationship between him and Luo Shifang.

Luo Shifang thought so too.

The two of them glanced at each other, both seeing shock and bewilderment in Cunfang's eyes.

They have always observed etiquette in their appearance, and they have not shown any excessive intimacy in private. How did Yan father see it?

Yan Yuan's eyes were deep, and he said tentatively: "Father...you really have a pair of sharp eyes."

Father Yan waved his hand: "That's not true, it's just that Yuan'er, your changes are too obvious for people to ignore. Presumably, Mr. Luo has contributed a lot to it."

A year and a half ago, Yan Yuan was as cold as a working machine, rarely showing emotion, but now, on the contrary, he is more lively.

Yan Yuan knew that he had changed, but he didn't expect that his changes could be seen through at a glance.

After thinking about it, it is one thing to feel that I have changed, but another thing to look at my father's sharp eyes.

It seems that the old ginger is really hotter.

"Father, your reaction seems to be very calm." And it also revealed a hint of joy.

Yan father: "This is a good thing, why do you have to cry for your father?"

The two sides were obviously talking about different things, but the conversation went on smoothly.

Luo Shifang and Yan Yuan glanced at each other, never expecting that things would go so smoothly, their relationship would be so easily recognized by the elders?

"Uncle, you are really an enlightened person!"

"This is Yuan'er's own choice, and it is also a choice that is beneficial to him. Even though this road is not easy, he is a strong child. Now that you are guiding him, I feel more at ease."

What Yan's father said was still about Yan Yuan's cultivation.

The corners of Yan Yuan's mouth could not help but rise, and his whole body became extremely soft.

Father Yan also prepared a surprise this time.

"This time, there is another matter. It is related to Mr. Luo... No, Shifang you. Yuan'er, I know you love Shifang. I heard that Shifang's adoptive father has passed away. This ancestral house wants to accept Shifang as a family member, what do you think?"

Yan Yuan's eyes widened slightly.

I was still standing on the first grid, I thought my father was at the starting point, but Cun Fang was already standing farther away than me.

He immediately said seriously: "I am willing!"

"Uncle..." Huaxia has not yet recognized same-sex marriage, and Luo Shifang was extremely moved by his strict father's attitude, "I will take good care of him!"

Father Yan got up and patted Luo Shifang on the shoulder: "You're still called Uncle?"

It should be called "Father".

Luo Shifang immediately returned to his senses, held Yan Yuan's hand, and said solemnly and boldly:

"Father-in-law, dad! Mr. Yan and I will always support each other and go on in this life. I swear as a heavenly master that I will never betray Mr. Yan!"

Yan Yuan lowered his eyes, and his smile was brighter than Yan's father had ever seen before: "Father, thank you."

Father Yan looked at the hands of the two clasped fingers, his smile froze suddenly.

This is... what is it?