The bird raised by the boss has lost his memory

Seeing the drama of the two getting better and showing their true feelings one after another, Lin Chenggu only felt very satisfied. Today he found that he may have the talent to be a director.

Song Zhixia has never felt much care from relatives, and has never been close to anyone at such a close distance.

At the moment of being hugged, he was in a daze, a little cramped, he didn't know where to put his hands, and he was a little strange, and more, he felt warm.

There was a faint agarwood on the old lady's body, which enveloped him gently, like a gurgling stream.

So he just let the old lady hug her to vent his emotions for a while.

After some time, the old lady finally calmed down. She wiped her red eyes with a handkerchief, and patted the place beside her: "Zhixia, sit next to me."

The position the old lady pointed to happened to be between her and Chu Jing. Song Zhixia hesitated for a while, but sat down anyway.

Lin Chenggu took the opportunity to sit on the other side of the old lady: "Grandma, how about the surprise I prepared for you today?"

This was really a big surprise, and the old lady broke through her tears and smiled: "I am interested, this is the happiest time I have ever been."

Hearing this, Lin Chenggu couldn't stop the smile on the corner of his lips, and his little tail almost went up to the sky.

The old lady held Song Zhixia's hand tightly, as if she was afraid of losing him again, she introduced to Song Zhixia: "Zhixia, this is Chu Jing, the son of a friend of Grandma's, since you are in the entertainment circle , there will inevitably be places that need his care in the future."

After finishing speaking, he naturally turned his head to Chu Jing and said, "Xiao Jing, Zhixia will ask you to take care of me."

Song Zhixia's heart was choked up, it was not easy to save the old man's face, so he didn't speak.

Chu Jing's eyes were deep, his eyes fell on Song Zhixia, and he hummed softly: "That's natural."

A big matter on her mind was settled, and the old lady's eyes and brows were full of smiles: "When my grandson comes back, naturally there will be a banquet to let everyone know the identity of my grandson."

Song Zhixia was startled and almost choked, he quickly stopped and said, "That's unnecessary."

He is just a stand-in, attracting attention with such a big fanfare, when the time comes, everyone will know his identity, but when the real grandson comes back, wouldn't it be a joke of a wealthy family?

He only agreed to come to appease the old lady's longing, and he didn't mean to think about money at all.

The old lady wondered, "Why not?"

Song Zhixia faltered and winked at Lin Chenggu. Lin Chenggu was peeling tangerines on the side. After receiving the hint from his eyes, he said carelessly: "Let's do it, why not? There is nothing shameful about our Lin family. place."

Song Zhixia:?

He is a stand-in and only each other knows. Is Lin Chenggu really reliable? ?

With the support of her grandson, the old lady looked at him expectantly.

Song Zhixia is still online rationally, he bites the bullet and said: "Grandma, I am still a star and my career is on the rise. I don't want others to say that I rely on my family instead of my strength."

Chu Jing, who had been silent all this time, said indifferently: "Your strength is obvious to all, no one will dare to gossip."

Seeing that Song Zhixia was unwilling, the old lady groaned for a while without forcing her. She patted Song Zhixia's hand lightly: "Grandma was too eager to make up for you, and didn't consider your mood. If you feel that it's sudden, Then take it easy, okay?"

But no matter what, the comeback banquet must be held. She must give Song Zhixia an identity in a dignified way, so that everyone knows who is behind Song Zhixia.

More than 20 years ago, when Lin Yi returned to China, she was lonely. The mother and daughter had quarreled and disagreed.

As a result, it ended up as a fragrant disappearance.

Such a thing, the old lady will not let it repeat a second time.

Speaking of this, Song Zhixia still disagreed, he nodded: "Okay."

The old lady laughed again.

In the evening, the four of us had a meal together, surrounded by flowers and accompanied by soft music in the restaurant on the top floor.

At the dinner table, the old lady carefully asked Song Zhixia how he had been these past few years, interesting things about going to school and filming.

She didn't say much, but listened attentively.

After dinner, the old lady was a little tired, so she went back to rest by herself, leaving room for the three young people.

Lin Chenggu greeted Song Zhixia very excitedly: "Zhixia, grandma sent me a big red envelope, would you like to go play something exciting with me?"

Hearing the word stimulating, Chu Jing's eyelids twitched slightly, and he silently looked at Song Zhixia.

Song Zhixia unconsciously scratched his arm, and declined politely, "I'm a public figure, so I'm easy to be photographed, so forget it."

"Farewell," Lin Chenggu hailed the car, and the two brothers held Song Zhixia nicely, "You are a star, not a monk. You have been filming in this hotel for so long, and you don't go out to the village or back to the store. You go out to relax occasionally. It’s about accumulating life materials, otherwise how would you have the inspiration to make a movie?”

After finishing speaking, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You have tricked my grandma into entering my house. Why don't you celebrate such a big event?"

Song Zhixia glanced at him lightly: "Actually, you just want to find someone to hang out with you, right?"

Lin Chenggu blinked and admitted, "Yes."

These two days the scenes were very loose, and Song Zhixia did have time, but Lin Chenggu's hard work couldn't make up for it, so he agreed.

After finishing Song Zhixia, Lin Chenggu asked Chu Jing by the way: "Brother Chu, do you want to come together?"

When Lin Chenggu said this, he only greeted them out of courtesy. Chu Jing seemed to be from two worlds with them, so he probably wouldn't be with them.

However, unexpectedly, Chu Jing nodded slightly: "Okay."

Song Zhixia stood aside, his eyes were very pale, without any emotion, and he took Chu Jing as air from the beginning to the end.

Lin Chenggu decided on a landmark building not far from Nanshan. Along the way, he single-handedly drove the atmosphere in the car.

When they arrived at the location, they took the elevator to the top floor. Lin Chenggu said happily: "I have also invited some friends. Don't be restrained, let's play together."

As soon as the elevator door is opened, the outside is like a blissful world, covering an area of ​​several thousand square meters. Near the floor-to-ceiling windows is a huge light blue swimming pool. There are lounge chairs and wine tables by the pool, chess and cards for leisure and entertainment.

And the top of the head is not a ceiling, it is transparent like a glass cover, and the whole night sky can be seen in full view. Under the rendering of the night light, it seems that you can pick up the stars with your hand.

Lin Chenggu said he had dated a few friends, but actually there were ten or twenty of them in total, handsome men and beautiful women, each with their own characteristics.

As soon as he came in, Lin Chenggu let himself go and took Song Zhixia to meet other people.

Chu Jing's aura was calm and strong, and he couldn't tell the brand in his clothes. He could be either rich or expensive at first glance. He just stood there for a while, and someone came over to make acquaintances.

Facing this kind of strike-up, Chu Jing handled it with ease, glancing at Song Zhixia from the corner of his eye from time to time.

Not far away, Song Zhixia had a slender silhouette, his blue eyes complemented the stars in the night sky, very beautiful, his posture was relaxed, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved.

Next to him, Lin Chenggu stood with him. They were about the same height. At first glance, they really felt like brothers.

Lin Chenggu stuffed Song Zhixia with a glass of wine. The glass of wine was light blue and purple, with stars shining in the middle of the glass. He stared at it twice: "What's the name of this wine?"

"New beginning."

Song Zhixia smiled and took a few sips.

Lin Chenggu whispered in his ear: "The excitement is coming, you are ready to go."

What would be the stimulus?

Song Zhixia couldn't help thinking in the direction of reverie, he paused.

Lin Chenggu clapped his hands, and a large group of men in white shirts and black trousers came over, lined up, all of extraordinary height and appearance.

Song Zhixia was taken aback, and Chu Jing didn't even bother to listen to what others had to say, so he just looked this way.

Feelings are surging, countless emotions are like an overturned palette, boiled into a pot of soup whose original color cannot be seen.

Even if a thousand or ten thousand thoughts of wanting to stop flashed through his mind, Chu Jing knew that he was not qualified.

Song Zhixia is an adult with independent personality, he has the right to do whatever he wants, and no one else has the right to interfere.

The man's Adam's apple rolls lightly, his eyes are downcast, he has always had strong self-control, but every time he meets Song Zhixia, his whole line collapses violently.

Just like now, to suppress the thought of walking over, you have already used all your strength.

"Choose a few that are pleasing to the eye," Lin Chenggu said with a smile, "but don't pick too many. There is a limit on the number of people. It's best to add up to five to six. It's not fun to have fewer people. These are all carefully cultivated by me. .”

Song Zhixia stood in front of this row of people, he took a step back, with complicated emotions: "It's better, I have no luck."

I thought Lin Chenggu really brought him here to play, but I didn't expect it to be a man? ?

Listen, there are still five or six people, there can be neither more nor less people, what kind of tiger and wolf talk is this?

Lin Chenggu was stunned: "Did you misunderstand? I mean, let you pick them to play the script to kill, there are so many people driving in this book."

Song Zhixia:? ?

Standing in front of him, the little brother who heard the two talking couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly. His voice was elegant and pleasant, with a touch of magnetism, which was inexplicably provocative.

Lin Chenggu took out a few more theme cards, and turned to a horror book. The entire cover was completely dark, only a doll was drawn, and he lowered his voice: "Surprise is not surprise, stab is not exciting, do you want to play? Come on, come on." Ah~"

Song Zhixia has no expression on his face: ...

Are you alright? ?Specially train someone to play script killing with you? ?

As expected of a man who can play palace fighting games and be fascinated by him, he is excellent.

After witnessing Song Zhixia begin to choose people, and there were more than one person selected, Chu Jing finally couldn't bear it. He said sorry to the people in front of him, and then walked straight towards them.

Is Lin Chenggu crazy, let Song Zhixia choose so many people at once?Even if it's a performance but not a body, what kind of performance is this?Elder Tang and the spider spirit? ?

Even as a friend, Chu Jing still couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with Lin Chenggu.

He has no objection to Song Zhixia returning to his home, he has family members who love him, but isn't it a bit inappropriate to have such a brother who just met and couldn't wait to take him out to choose a man?

Just after the selection here, Lin Chenggu was picking out the book with Song Zhixia, when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Cold and low, like jade and stone hitting each other.

"What are you playing?"

Lin Chenggu turned his head and saw Chu Jing. He was always enthusiastic, and immediately said, "Brother Chu, do you want to come with us? Come on, it's super exciting!"

I have already selected three or four, but I can still add people?

Chu Jing's face became darker, and he was barely on the verge of losing control. He smiled lightly: "Okay."

Song Zhixia frowned slightly, not wanting to have anything to do with Chu Jing, he said: "Why don't you go with others, this side is full of people."

Chu Jing glanced at the eyes of those selected people, and his voice implied restraint: "There are already so many people, and adding me must not be too many."

Both of them were originally brought by Lin Chenggu. He didn't want to neglect anyone, so he randomly ordered someone to let him quit, and then said: "Okay, okay, there are still six people now, we can start, Brother Chu, you played before. Have you been through this?"

He raised a few theme books in his hand.

Chu Jing only saw the thrilling and exciting big characters on the cover, and thought that if he wanted a man, he could just order a man, and there were so many tricks, so he suppressed the unhappy curve of his lips: "No."

"Then let me tell you, our script killing is actually based on substituting human beings, finding the truth about the death of the deceased, and catching the murderer..."

Chu Jing:?

Wait, play script kill? ?

Fortunately, Chu Jing has a high IQ and a strong comprehension ability. It didn't take long for him to know what the script killing method is.

Six people entered the room together, the host came on stage to announce the rules, and began to distribute personal scripts.

They were all men, and there were two girls in the personal script. Everyone drew lots, and Song Zhixia got the female identity Le Yao, and another female high school student, Qingping, was drawn away by the younger brother.

The identity Chu Jing drew was Li Jiamu, and he opened the script.

The first line of the script reads, you are a scumbag, you love to play since you were a child, and you live freely like a wild horse.

Le Yao is your girlfriend, but you have been bored with her for a long time, maybe because you noticed your contempt for her, she tried different tricks to keep your heart, but you were indifferent.

……

Within three seconds, Chu Jing raised his eyes to look at the word Le Yao in front of Song Zhixia. He closed the script expressionlessly, his heart churning.

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