After reading through the book, big attacks and small attacks are jealous for me

12:30am.

Because of the delay in leaving due to the cold spring, the island ushered in a drop in temperature again. At night, the dark clouds rolled over the sky, and the scattered raindrops finally fell after several hours of brewing.

"Battah", the fine sound of the rain gently knocking on the glass, making a rhythmic sound. For most people, the sound of nature is the most soothing and lulls people to sleep. Sleeping under a quilt on a rainy day is a One of life's great blessings.

But this majority of people does not include Meng Zexuan.

After Meng Zexuan finished his day's work, he rarely felt mentally and physically tired, which was specifically manifested by his mind wandering twice while eating dinner.

Zhu Bo discovered this, and deliberately postponed the cross-time zone video conference, and softly urged him to go to rest before eleven o'clock.

But the moment he lay on the bed, the drowsiness seemed to evaporate out of thin air, his mind was in a mess, and the memories of the past suddenly became unreal.

He was not good at sorting out these strange thoughts, he stared at the ceiling blankly for a while, and finally sat up, subconsciously looking at the other end of the big bed.

There should have been someone there.

That person was like a small animal when he was sleeping, he liked to bury his head and curl up his body, he could only see a furry head and a snow-white neck.

It is well-behaved and harmless when it first falls asleep, but when it is deep asleep, its sleeping appearance is extremely poor.

Meng Zexuan stopped his thoughts and prepared to go to the study to continue reading "Elements of Geometry".

As soon as the door was opened, I saw Zhu Boyan standing quietly at the door, holding a cup of boiling milk in his hand.

Zhu Bo said: "Sir, I guess you haven't slept yet, so I asked the kitchen to boil milk and bring it over. Do you want some? It's a sleep aid."

Meng Ze hung his eyes, and smelled the coaxing smell of milk again.

He frowned subconsciously, and his mood became even worse for no reason.

"No need." The man looked cold, got up and walked to the study.

Zhu Bo seemed to have already known the answer. After taking the milk back to the kitchen without haste, he picked up the tablet he had prepared and knocked on his husband's door again.

When Meng Zexuan was disturbed again, his face was extremely cold.Those eyes, which had become darker and darker due to insomnia, drooped slightly, and just a slight glance at them made one want to bow their heads and do a self-examination immediately.

But Zhu Bo watched him grow up, and he was already immune to this kind of gaze.

Except for the unexpected six years, he has participated in Meng Zexuan's entire life, and he has taken care of the daily affairs at work in an orderly manner, but he has not been able to solve the problem of insomnia. defeat.

Zhu Bo: "Sir, I wish you a good job in the film crew, eat and sleep on time, and work will be over in about half a month."

Meng Zexuan stared at the book in his hand, and replied.

Zhu Bo observed his words and continued: "Mr. Zhu gets along well with the people in the crew. I heard that he is a little close to an actress named Lin Ting."

Meng Zexuan frowned and raised his head: "What do you mean by getting close?"

Zhu Bo opened his mouth, but couldn't help but smile first.

My husband has an astonishingly high IQ since he was a child, and he is extremely talented in number theory research. He even received an invitation to work at the Institute of Mathematics of the Huaguo Academy of Sciences during college.However, he was very inexperienced in human relations, especially after returning to Meng's house, he was hit one after another, which made people who were already emotionally insensitive even more closed off, and even developed symptoms of emotional loss that are rarely seen in medicine. .

Those days were full of darkness and hardships, and Uncle Zhu couldn't bear to recall them, but fortunately, everything is developing in a good direction now.

"It's just that Lin Ting likes Mr. Zhu, and Mr. Zhu may also like Lin Ting," Zhu Bo put the tablet in his hand on the desk, and patiently explained: "Sir, it's normal for a man and a woman to love each other. Look at this matter, do you need to let Xiao Liu intervene?"

Xiao Liu was the person Meng Zexuan sent to be Zhu Xi's assistant.

Meng Zexuan thought for a moment with no expression on his face, then shook his head, and was only diverted for a few seconds to focus on the book in his hand again.

It seems that there is no special reaction to this matter.

Zhu Bo saw it, he hesitated for a moment, and put the tablet in his hand on Meng Zexuan's desk.

"Sir, Mr. Shang Tian became obsessed with something new after he joined the group. I heard people call it live broadcasting." The old man smiled as the wrinkles on his forehead deepened, and he touched the screen with his wrinkled hand, "Look, Mr. Shang is eating dessert right now."

On weekdays, Meng Zexuan was always concentrating on reading, even if Fan Chen and Zhu Bo were chatting together, they would still be unmoved, but now they were interrupted by the slow chewing sound.

Russling, like a little squirrel hiding in a tree hole and stealing food.

"The live broadcast on the platform is real-time. It seems that Mr. Shang is still awake." Zhu Bo said softly, with a smile on his face, as if he couldn't help laughing when he saw Shang Tian eating.

Meng Zexuan's eyes finally fell on the screen.

The young man inside had red lips and white teeth, and his hair was messy and sticking out. He looked younger than his actual age.I don't know who provoked him, he seemed to be losing his temper, with a stern face, a cold expression, and sneered at the screen from time to time.

Meng Zexuan noticed the scrolling barrage at the bottom of the screen, and his eyebrows frowned a little.

[I didn't expect Xiao Mubi to be a food broadcaster, but he was reluctant to eat, who would want to watch it? ]

[That is to say, watching other eating and broadcasting will stimulate the appetite, and the dry rice in your hand will become more fragrant, watching him will only turn off your appetite, right? ]

[Small paste, don’t eat it, no one wants to see it]

[Hahahahaha originally there were not many people in the live broadcast room, but now it’s okay, let alone no one? ]

Uncle Zhu naturally saw all the barrage, and explained: "This is the barrage area of ​​the live broadcast room. People who watch the live broadcast can send barrage at any time. This is Mr. Shang's first live broadcast, and the fans haven't accumulated yet. Someone It’s normal to say some unpleasant things.”

Meng Zexuan still frowned: "Why is he going to broadcast live?"

Uncle Zhu talked about the contract between Shang Tian and Xingyi Entertainment in detail, and told his husband with practical actions that this little stand-in is so poor that he has to rely on the tips from these foul-mouthed viewers to survive.

Meng Zexuan was slightly taken aback after hearing this.

At the very beginning, Fan Chen handed Shang Tian's photo to him, and said that this child looks like Zhu Xihe, maybe it can cure your insomnia at night.

Meng Zexuan thought it was ridiculous. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't expect Fan Chen to be extremely persistent in this matter. He took Shang Tian to the island on his own initiative, threatened his own wealth and life, and insisted on letting a stranger Sleep in the same bed as yourself.

On the first night, although I still couldn't fall asleep, my restless and anxious mood improved slightly.

On the second night, after Meng Zexuan lay down, he fell asleep for a long time, and slept peacefully all night.

Fan Chen praised himself very proudly: "Even this little stand-in did something that Zhu Xihe himself might not be able to solve. I'm really a fucking genius doctor!"

Fan Chen was overjoyed with Shang Tian's hypnotic function, and even took over the signing of the contract, vowing that he would never treat his little substitute badly.

But looking at it now, Fan Chen obviously didn't give Shang Tian a penny.

Meng Zexuan pursed his lower lip, and asked Uncle Zhu to go back to rest early.

As soon as the door was closed, he held the tablet computer and fiddled with it.

Although he is not very familiar with these emerging live broadcast platforms, Meng Zexuan is very smart and soon got his own account according to the instructions. He linked his account to his bank card and clicked on the reward area.

The reward category of this platform is very small and fresh, with the theme of botanical gardens, mainly plants and flowers, supplemented by rare animals. The cheapest of some common flowers and plants is only 1 cents, and rare plants and animals range from tens to hundreds .The one located at the top of the tipping area is called "Botanical Garden", worth [-] yuan, which means that all the animals and plants in the tipping area will be dedicated to the favorite anchor.

The slender finger tapped on the screen, and the natural sound effect sounded, and the picture was beautiful, but Meng Zexuan didn't pay attention.

Because his gaze was always on Shang Tian's face.

He saw the boy's eyes widened in disbelief, and a few neat little white teeth could be seen in his half-open mouth.

"Thank you, little fairy 0923, for your reward." After being shocked, Shang Tian said something against his will, "Actually, it doesn't cost so much. I'm glad I can watch my live broadcast when I have time!"

[Hey, my cub has really grown up, he can even talk in this kind of scene]

[Hahahaha, stop pretending, who doesn't know that you are already going crazy with joy]

[Tail already wagging like a propeller]

[However, Xiao Mu is really lucky. On the first day of the live broadcast, he was spotted by a rich little fairy]

[Change the word, it's a good face]

After supper, Shang Tian quickly ended the live broadcast, Meng Zexuan looked at the darkened live broadcast room, feeling a little displeased.

Why do you call yourself a little fairy?

In the hotel room, Shang Tian won the first battle, and he was so chattering that he couldn't find his way.

Rolled on the bed for at least ten rounds.

"Tsk, in this society, the face is really the most important thing," Brother Xiong smeared his face with mud, and was about to go back to his room, "You should have a good rest at night, and tomorrow morning you will see King Mu, and the filming will start in the afternoon. Although there are only a few minutes of shots every day, the spirit must be nourished."

Shang Tian was planning where to go for lunch at noon tomorrow, so he answered absent-mindedly.

Brother Xiong closed the door carefully, and when he returned to his room, he happened to see the drunk son of a certain producer looking for his room card from his bag.

He always kept a respectful distance from these rich families, pretending not to see them, and slipped away against the wall.

At two o'clock in the morning, Shang Tian was awakened by a violent knock on the door.

He usually sleeps very deeply, but today he doesn't know what's going on, and he couldn't fall asleep for a long time after being woken up.

There was another "boom", this time it should be the door opposite him, followed by the sound of cursing in a low voice.

Shang Tian couldn't lie down anymore, he got up barefooted, worried that there was some robbery going on outside the door, so he copied the fire extinguishers that were equipped in every room.

Opening the door as silently as possible, Shang Tian tiptoed into the dark place, and saw a man with a swollen face dragging him into the room with hands and feet.

Shang Tian was overwhelmed by his divine prophecy.

The one being dragged was a thin young man, with his head slightly lowered, and his body seemed to be a little out of strength. At this time, he was trapped by the man, and his fingers were firmly grasping the door frame.

"Zhu Xihe, don't toast or eat fine wine! It's your blessing to sleep with me for one night, so why are you stubborn with me?"

Zhu Xihe?

Fuck it, this is the protagonist who breaks into the entertainment circle alone!

The author has something to say: Author: What do you think about your wife going to be a food broadcaster?

Meng Zexuan: I want to kiss the screen.

author:? ? ?