What should I do if I pretend to be a girl online to the president of the company?

By the time Jing Mu realized everything, it was already too late.

He looked at the reporter with the microphone in front of him, his face darkened.

Jing Mu raised his eyes and glanced at Sheng Xing, but the other person's expression didn't change at all, it was as if nothing had happened to him just now.

Jing Mu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief seeing Sheng Xing's calm appearance. He was guilty, and the crime was called being unable to control his mouth.

It doesn't matter how many people are around, but they still haven't used their brains to say it.

Luckily, this is prevalent. If he were any bigwig in the industry, he would probably have to dig out his true identity, and block him from the entire network, right?

Jing Mu turned his head and stretched Sheng Xing's cuffs. Seeing this, Sheng Xing immediately leaned over and leaned close to his ear.

He didn't make a fool of himself, and said directly: "Did I say it too loudly just now? It feels like the camera caught it. Would you like to explain it?"

Shengxing stated lightly: "If it's you, it's okay."

After Jing Mu heard this, he felt as if he was the only concubine in the harem, and he was quite proud, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker.

Apart from these small episodes, the dance was going smoothly, at least Jingmu was still in a great mood.

On the one hand, it was because I knew a famous director, and on the other hand, it was because I always felt that being held in the palm of Sheng Xing's hands was full of mouthful.

Jing Mu hummed a little tune, and swallowed the last sip of wine in the wine glass.

The small square table in front of him was almost full of empty wine glasses, champagne, red wine, wine, all kinds, all of which were taken into Jingmu's stomach.

He hadn't had a drink so heartily in a long time.

Originally prevailing in China, Jingmu, who was repeatedly reminded that drinking too much is bad for the stomach, was a little restrained.

After Fengxing went to talk about work, Jingmu became unscrupulous, and drank water as hard as drinking.

Jing Mu put down the wine glass in his hand, and put his whole body on the table. His long black wig was very messy, and it was already crumbling on top of Jing Mu's head.

Because the flesh on his face was squeezed by the tabletop, it turned into two small balls of meat and pushed on his cheeks, just looking at it made him want to rua.

Jing Mu stared at the jade stone that was sweating in his hands, and laughed strangely from time to time.

"Miss, are you feeling unwell? I have a room in a nearby hotel. Let me help you go there and have a rest?"

Jing Mu didn't hear the man's words clearly, but the cleverness engraved in his bones gave him a conditioned reflex.

"Okay."

Jing Mu smiled brightly, and then felt as if he had been picked up by someone, got out of the wheelchair, and fell asleep.

Jingmu had a dream.

A very real dream.

He dreamed that he was wearing the pink beautiful sheep sneakers donated by neighbors in elementary school and was blocked by a group of boys in the corner of the toilet.

"Why are you again? Why are you still wearing girls' things?"

"You like beautiful sheep, are you a girl? Why do you come to our men's room, you are ashamed."

The little Jingmu hid in the corner of the toilet and huddled up, and the little boys laughed at him unscrupulously around.

Then the screen changed.

In junior high school, Jingmu still had a small body, and his voice was not thick, but a little soft.

Because he was also targeted by many gangsters.

Punks are the group of bullies in every class.

After school, Jing Mu would always be blocked in the alley. The adolescent boys were very strong, and there were so many of them. Jing Mu could only be beaten silently, and the words in his ear pierced into his heart like nails.

"Are you really a man? Tsk, it's really annoying to watch, didn't XXX from our class strike up a conversation with you before? Is that just you?"

"With your small body, you are still a man? Go to Thailand and change your sex?"

"Hey, let him buy things for us? It's not bad to keep him as a small follower, and let XXX see his masculinity."

So far, Jing Mu has learned that as long as he is obedient and obedient, he can get a chance to breathe.

In his freshman year of high school, he still lived in an extremely humble and always-on-call attitude.

Until, the group of men blocked him in the toilet.

They forced him to wear women's clothes, and then they pulled him away again, using extremely dirty words, as if they wanted to use him as a tool to vent their desires.

Until that moment, Jingmu was afraid.

It was the first time to resist, although later, Jing Yao came to apologize and borrowed money to pay for medical expenses.

Take a year off from school.

In the third year of high school, Jing Mu seemed to be a completely different person. His height began to skyrocket, surpassing the boys of the same period, and his face was no longer feminine, highlighting the masculine beauty.

He lived a life of freedom.

The characters of the three stages are distinct, and Jingmu after drinking is the condensed past.

When Jing Mu opened his eyes again, he found himself in the arms of a man.

At first he thought it was the wind, but he got closer to smell it.

Only the smell of cigarettes came over his face, not the mint fragrance that he liked so much.

Jing Mu immediately became alert, he struggled vigorously, very irritable: "Who are you?"

"Let go of me."

The man holding him was indifferent, and his laughter was extremely disgusting: "Yo, the beauty is quite hot-tempered."

"Don't worry, I'm the heir of the Wang Group. If you follow me, you will never lose money."

As soon as the man's voice fell, Jing Mu couldn't bear it anymore.

Rolling up her long-sleeved skirt, she punched the man's face with a fist.

The other party felt the pain and let go of Jingmu.

Jing Mu gave the other party a few more slaps, and all the shoes were lost.

Finally run back.

Many people around were staring at him, Jing Mu took off his wig, and pulled up the obstructing skirt: "What are you looking at? Have you ever seen a beautiful man?"

How rampant it is now, how embarrassing Jingmu will be later.

"Where is the prevalence?" Jing Mu asked the people in the corridor, and many people took out their mobile phones and started shooting videos.

Jing Mu didn't realize it at all.

The guy who was beaten by Jing Mu behind him with a bruised nose and face also got up from the ground and hugged Jing Mu from behind: "You little beauty is quite strong and tall."

"I'm sorry everyone, my beauty is having a temper with me."

Jing Muqi's teeth were itchy, and he turned around and started beating again, cursing while beating: "Are you so blind? Can't you tell that Dad and I are men? Who is from your family? Where is Shengxing? Others? Tell him to come out .”

The man who was bullied by Jing Mu laughed and mocked: "I just said why are you so angry? Dare to be a popular little lover?"

"Don't worry, my family has a cooperation with Xingyao, as long as I ask, Shengxing will definitely agree."

At this moment.

Shengxing was sitting in a room a few corridors away, and a group of well-known bigwigs in the industry were sitting opposite him.

But the boss lowered his eyebrows at Sheng Xing and nodded in a respectful tone.

So much so that when Shengxing received a notice that someone was causing trouble, no one dared to speak up, and even followed Shengxing to the scene.

The sound in the corridor was very noisy, and Shengxing couldn't help but frowned. Before he could pass through the surrounding crowd, he heard a male voice say: "Don't worry, as long as my dad talks to Shengxing, you will be mine."

The man's voice was extremely disgusting, with the greasy feeling of not taking a shower in 80 years.

Hearing his own name from this mouth, Sheng Xing couldn't help feeling sick.

"Who's yours? It's been said that I'm not Sheng Xing's little lover, your ears are so big?"

The people around gave way, before Shengxing could see the current situation, he heard a familiar voice.

Jingmu?

Shengxing couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Then I saw Jing Mu, who was disheveled, took off his wig, and stepped on a man with his feet.

"You are not a little lover, so what are you? Could it be that you are a slave?"

Jing Mu exerted some strength on his feet: "If you don't want to be trampled to death by me, just keep your mouth clean. I'm Shengxing's father. If you mess with me, aren't you afraid that he will mess with you?"

The man being stepped on kept silent, but suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Mr. Sheng, take a look, do all the people in your company have this quality?"

"How can my dad rest assured to discuss business with you?"

Jing Mu immediately loosened his feet, and turned his head to look at Sheng Xing behind him.

The prevailing expression can't be described in words, it's like a wild beast aroused to kill, wanting to wipe out everything it sees in front of it.

Jing Mu took a few steps closer to him.

"Goofy, where have you been?"

Shengxing stretched out his hand and pulled the person in front of him into his arms, and said softly, "Are you injured?"

Jing Mu shook his head obediently: "No, it's just that someone wanted to rule me unspokenly, and he even said that I was your little lover."

"I'm obviously not, Gouwa, do you think I'm your father?"

The Mou 2 heir to the royal family lying on the ground smiled and said, "Mr. Sheng, she still climbs on top of you with this name. Is this the behavior and style that your company's employees should have?"

The people around were also talking about it, and everyone said that Jingmu was going to die.

Jing Mu buried his face in Sheng Xing's arms and smiled secretly.

"Goofy, Dad was bullied, you have to help me get revenge."

Shengxing stretched out his hand and stroked Jingmu's face that was still reddened by drunkenness a few times, the doting emotion was about to overflow his eyes.

"it is good."

Sheng Xing's soft answer made everyone present speechless.

A certain Wang family heir even said: "Mr. Sheng, are you sure you want to fight against me? Are you afraid that my father will withdraw his capital?"

Shengxing didn't even look at him.

Jing Mu put his arms around Sheng Xing's forehead and waist, rubbed him affectionately a few times, and said, "Goofy, it's getting cold, should the Wang family go bankrupt?"

Shengxing nodded, and said coldly to the secretary who came behind him: "Did you hear that?"

The secretary nodded quickly and began to clear the venue.

Only the heir of a certain Wang family was left in a daze.

The play was quite noisy, and Jing Mu was also drunk, so Sheng Xing directly returned with him in his arms.

In the car.

Jingmu was hugged comfortably in Shengxing's arms, greedily absorbing Shengsheng's unique mint fragrance.

He turned the head man's neck in the same direction, approached Shengxing's earlobe, and licked it with the tip of his tongue a few times as if nothing, and said, "The dog is so good, I want to give a reward."

Shengxing sighed helplessly and pamperingly: "It's only you who call it that, if it's someone else..."

Jing Mu drew a little distance away, his eyes were dazzled by alcohol: "What's wrong with being someone else?"

Shengxing reached out to straighten Li Jingmu's curly hair: "If it were someone else, they would have been blocked by the whole network."

Jing Mu laughed a few times, like a flirtatious fox, with both hands around Sheng Sheng's neck: "What about me?"

"You? I won't block you. I will accompany you to do everything you want."

Jingmu was quite satisfied with Shengxing's answer, he smiled and said to Shengxing: "You are so good, I will give you a reward."

After finishing speaking, Jing Mu took the initiative to meet Sheng Sheng's lips.

The sound of tsk tsk water spread in the car.

The breathing of both of them became much heavier.

Shengxing felt that he should be dreaming, everything seemed unrealistic, but fictional.

But even if it was a dream, Shengxing seized the opportunity and kissed the person so weakly.

Sebastian, who was driving in front, couldn't even look at him, and his eyes were a little wandering while driving.

In the end, I couldn't help but increase the accelerator and quickly reached the destination.

Jing Mu got out of the car and didn't walk by himself at all, hanging on Sheng Xing's body, sticky, just like a baby kangaroo clinging to its mother kangaroo.

After being hugged to the bed in a daze by Shengxing, he began to pick at his clothes.

Women's skirts were very difficult to take off. After a while, Jing Mu lost his patience and said to Sheng Xing, "Help me."

As Jing Mu said, he raised his hand, his eyes were full of longing.

Shengxing couldn't control it, and he started to help the person take off his clothes gently.

After a long while, Jing Mu, who was free from the restraints of clothes, was in a very good mood.

With one force, he pushed the unsuspecting Sheng Xing to the bed, then leaned forward and kissed him.

"Gouwa is so cute."

The corners of Jing Mu's eyes are still red, probably because he just rubbed his eyes.

The water stains from the kiss in the car are still on the lips, which are so beautiful.

Who can control this?

"Should we do it again? How did I sleep with you before?" Jing Mu smiled and lay on Sheng Xing's body.

Shengxing looked at the appearance of the person beside him, and the rational thread in his mind was completely snapped.

He leaned forward, and the person he kissed couldn't breathe.

It wasn't until the phone on the bedside table rang that Jing Mu gave him a push: "Stop playing, stop playing, it's not fun at all."

"I feel like I can't breathe." Jing Mu's voice was aggrieved.

Finally, Shengxing couldn't do anything anymore, and answered the phone with a straight face.

"Mr. Sheng? I can't get through to Mumu. Is he with you now?"

"Ah."

Qin Xiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Today's incident on Weibo is full of turmoil. Everyone said that you have a new love, Mr. Sheng, and you even took a drunken video afterwards."

"The popularity is very high, and it has always been on the top of the hot searches..."

"Understood, I'll take care of this matter." After finishing speaking, Sheng Xing hung up the phone.

He turned his head to look at Jingmu beside him, he had already fallen asleep, and slept very soundly.

Shengxing looked at him in a daze, and shook his head helplessly.

Although he was helpless, but a few seconds later, Sheng Xing's eyes were full of love, and he carefully stretched out his hand to hold Jing Mu's fingers.

Jingmu trembled slightly.

Shengxing sighed: "Drinking and not drinking are like two people."

"It would be nice if you took the initiative without drinking."

"Hmm..." Jing Mu seemed to feel something, hummed and turned over.

Shengxing pressed the quilt for others, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature, and then left the room with the iPad.

Prevail returned to his room.

Turn on the iPad and log on to Weibo.

Weibo is indeed filled with eloquent topics about Jingmu, which can be seen almost everywhere.

Shengxing casually scanned the hot searches on Weibo, and finally edited a text on Weibo.

[Shenxing: I haven't cheated, and I have a good relationship with Mumu, Gouwa is a nickname.I am the president of Shining Star, and so is the president of Kamikaze.The matter of Sapo is not so one-sided as the video, Mu Mu fell asleep, and will start a live broadcast tomorrow. 】

A simple microblog has aroused heated discussions among netizens.

The popular Weibo comments seemed to be bombarded by shells, and many comments poured in at once.

Pop was not in the mood to read it, so he directly posted on Weibo and went to the bathroom to deal with the fire just caused by someone.

And without the two of them knowing, the comments on Weibo have already started to stage all kinds of magical tricks.

[Am I the first! ! !Eat melons in the front row]

[Wait and wait for tomorrow's live broadcast to explain the details of the incident. 】

[It's all gone, I don't think there is even a need to watch the live broadcast, with this attitude, who can believe it's fake? 】

[Ah, I still want to watch the live broadcast! !Eat dog food! ! !And I want to know how the misunderstanding came about! 】

[Er...why is this gay couple again?How popular is it?All the hot searches are them. 】

【upstairs!The same sex eats your rice! @! @careful I hit you with a slipper. 】

[Ahahahahaha hiccup, I'm so stupid! !Who would dare to believe that the male e-sports god's nickname is Gouwa, hahahahahaha! ! 】

[I announced it!My name is Chunhua from today! 】

[Damn, I'm the only one who cares, the famous e-sports male god is the leader of the entertainment industry, the CEO of Shining Star Entertainment?Not only that, but also the president of the multinational corporation Kamikaze! ! !This is the father of fathers! !Ah no!This strength!You are the ancestor! 】

[To be honest, when I saw the video of beating people, I couldn’t hear the sound, and I couldn’t even see the face clearly. When it looked like a video shot by an old man’s camera, I thought there was a problem. I’ll wait for tomorrow’s live broadcast to explain it! 】

[Woooooo suddenly feel so sweet!Don't disturb my wife's sleep!What to say tomorrow, it's too warm! ! 】

The sunlight outside the window gradually became brighter, shining through the undrawn curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows to Jingmu nestled in the quilt.

The burning sun fell on Jingmu's half of his arm outside the quilt, and it would be fine for a while, but after a long time, Jingmu couldn't stand it anymore.

Finally turned over, stretched under the quilt, and sat up.

Jing Mu sat up, the curly hair on his brain was so fried that it could no longer be fried, as if he had been baptized by a sweater full of static electricity in winter.

He reached out and grabbed two handfuls of hair indiscriminately, then reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table.

The moment he looked at the screen, Jing Mu doubted that he hadn't woken up yet.

It wasn't until he really felt the pain of pinching his thigh that Jing Mu saw the reality clearly.

With trembling fingertips, he pulled the screen a few times.

The message notification interface is full of messages from Weibo.

There are so many trees that no matter how hard they are pulled, they will not be able to reach the bottom.

Jing Mu climbed out of the bed, folded the quilt, and finished washing.

After a long time of mental preparation, I picked up the phone.

I drank too much wine yesterday, so Jing Mu can't remember exactly how many things happened afterwards.

But later on, he still had a vague impression that he seemed to have hit someone?

Couldn't it be because of this that they were crusaded by the whole network?

Jing Mu scratched his face with one hand, reading Weibo comments between his fingers.

But I found that most of the comments were not malicious.

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

[Mum, Mu, you must explain it well!I really can't believe that this is the end of you and the great god of the gods! 】

【Baby sleep well!See you live! 】

【Is Mumu awake?When will it be broadcast live!I really want to hear an explanation, please tell me, it's not what I imagined. 】

Jing Mu looked at the comments and was a little dazed for a while.

After a while, he refreshed the hot searches on Weibo.

A hot search topic with "Hot" came into view.

#神行微博#

Jing Mu hastily ordered in.

A short Weibo came into view.

[Shenxing: I haven't cheated, and I have a good relationship with Mumu, Gouwa is a nickname.I am the president of Shining Star, and so is the president of Kamikaze.The matter of Sapo is not so one-sided as the video, Mu Mu fell asleep, and will start a live broadcast tomorrow. 】

Jing Mu was full of question marks.

Cheating?Prevailing cheated?

Gouwa, he does know.

Xingyao, kamikaze?Damn... so everyone didn't know about this?

And Sapo?Oh, the beating thing, right?

Jing Mu held his chin and smiled wryly at the phone, it was really a mistake to drink.

Other Jingmu can understand, what is this derailment?Jing Mu clicked on the trending search term reposted under Weibo, and finally saw the recorded video of the live broadcast.

It was a picture of himself in a long skirt entering the country with Shengxing, and he was still calling Gouwa.

[A certain sugar-picking girl: Originally, I wanted to join in the fun and guess which one belonged to my Mumu...but what did I see?The god of gods brought a woman?The woman couldn't see her face clearly, but I was sure it wasn't Mumu, because Mumu's feet were already healed.But this woman gets along very intimately with the Great Master Shenxing?And... Is God the Great God still the CEO of Shining Star Entertainment? 】

Jing Mu almost choked to death on his own saliva.

Is this... all the bloody progress?

Said he was his fan, but he couldn't even recognize himself?

Jing Mu sighed, took out his computer, opened the live broadcast room, and then shared it on Weibo with words.

[Jingmu: You want an explanation!You fake fans! ! ! 】

The moment the Weibo was sent out, many people flooded into Jingmu's live broadcast room.

As soon as the group of people came in, they began to brush gifts, and Jing Mu was blocked from seeing the barrage by the dazzling gifts.

He cleared his throat, and with a nuclear smile: "Why are you swiping gifts, blocking me from watching the barrage."

Jing Mu's voice was fierce.

"Don't blame me for not reminding me. I just woke up and I'm very angry now, so those who bought gifts hurriedly took the payment code and private messaged me on Weibo to refund the money."

[Wow, I've never seen such an unreasonable artist who actually doesn't let fans buy gifts in the live broadcast room. 】

Jing Mu looked at the barrage, scratched the hair on the top of his head, and smiled: "Fans? Are you fake fans? Can't you recognize that it's me??"

His tone was a little heavy, but it could be seen that he was joking with the fans.

[The anchor is so vicious, you are so vicious that I am going to lose my fan, so I will ask you, Lao Gong, to comfort me with a flourishing beauty. 】

Jing Mu narrowed his eyes: "Old Gong?"

As soon as the words fell, Jing Mu heard the door of his room open.

He suddenly turned his head to see that it was Shengxing, who was still holding my bread and milk in his hand.

Jing Mu's eyes met Shang Shengxing, and he heard him say, "You're calling me?"

Jing Mu couldn't help but frowned in wonder, did he call?

"Did I call you just now?"

Shengxing approached and said, "Then what did you just say?"

"I won't tell you, you want to trick me." Jing Mu replied, chewing on a slice of bread.

"Really?" Shengxing put his hand into Jingmu's clothes with a smile, Jingmu trembled in fright.

"Continue if you don't tell me." Shengxing squinted his eyes and smiled, with malicious revenge on the person who ran away after lighting the fire last night.

The author has something to say: I have been feeling sick to my stomach for the past few days, I hope it gets better soon~~~

Happy reading, babies~ The main text should be finished at around 40, and this month is Saturday, so it’s not far away.