I can't get enough to feed you

After plugging in the power and turning on the phone, Meng Guoting waited quietly for two seconds. First, there was a series of text messages and missed calls. After scanning through these missed calls and text messages one by one, after confirming that there was no one who needed to reply in time, Meng Guoting clicked on WeChat.

Wechat messages flooded in like a series of explosions, flirting messages from all kinds of wechat groups gossip to one, two, three, four, five and other beauties occupied the entire screen of the phone.

Meng Guoting deleted the conversations one by one without opening them. After deleting, Meng Guoting saw the message sent by his son Meng Xiaojiang.

The youngest son, Meng Xiaojiang, is different from ordinary people. He is his blood, flesh and blood and heart. Meng Guoting only saw the word Meng Xiaojiang, and love surged in his heart.

He quickly clicked on the dialog box without hesitation. After reading the message sent by Meng Xiaojiang, Meng Guoting pondered for a moment, and found that the message was full of too many unclear points.

At 09:30 in the evening, Ji Xuanyuan watched one episode of the TV series, and then watched another episode. The heroine's experience was extremely tragic. Ji Xuanyuan's eyes were full of tears, and she didn't even eat snacks.

Meng Xiaojiang kicked her foot, and the chair turned around. Meng Xiaojiang held the phone and called softly to Ji Xuanyuan, who was half lying on the bed: "Xuanyuan, my dad has replied to the message."

Ji Xuanyuan raised his head from the tablet with tears in his eyes, and covered his heart: "Xiao Jiang, I'm so sad now, I don't even want to eat snacks!"

"Oh...then you are really, really melancholy." Meng Xiaojiang raised the iPhone in his hand, with the screen facing outward, "Do you still remember Su Xiaomo, Xuanyuan?"

Ji Xuanyuan shook his head honestly: "Who is Su Xiaomo?"

After getting the expected answer, Meng Xiaojiang explained in a soft voice: "My dad sent a message saying that your name is Ji Xuanyuan, which is consistent with what Ouyang said, and then my dad told me that you belong to Su Xiaomo. Big cousin."

After hearing this, Ji Xuanyuan nodded, "Then how do I find this Su Xiaomo? Uncle should know him, right?"

"Su Xiaomo is a female star." Meng Xiaojiang never leaves home, but as long as he surfs the Internet, he will know which star is popular at the moment.

Meng Xiaojiang summed up the key words straight to the point: "And she is a very popular female star right now."

Ji Xuanyuan still remembers the meaning of the word celebrity, but he has no idea what celebrities are there now. After thinking about it, he asked: "It's very popular, so it can make a lot of money?"

Meng Xiaojiang, after all, is one of the pillar industries of his family is the entertainment industry. He gave the number after careful consideration: "It probably costs eight figures to receive an advertisement, and the same amount to receive a movie."

A string of countless zeros floated in front of Ji Xuanyuan's eyes, he smacked his lips and couldn't help shouting: "My god, this is too rich!"

"It's not that rich." Meng Xiaojiang said with a smile, "The artist still has to take a commission from the company. After the commission, this kind of popular artist has a team behind him, team operations, employee salaries, and marketing expenses. , this is not the biggest gimmick, they spend eight figures a year on clothing and jewelry alone."

Ji Xuanyuan was dizzy from hearing this, and he was not familiar with the various nouns that Meng Xiaojiang blurted out, just listening to the eight-digit numbers one after another, Ji Xuanyuan frowned, and asked Meng Xiao in a soft voice thoughtfully. Jiang: "In short, you have to earn so much money before you can spend so much money, right? After all, being a celebrity is very profitable, right?"

Meng Xiaojiang replied honestly: "There are tens of thousands of stars in the entertainment industry, and there are only a handful of them like Su Xiaomo. It's not that a star can make so much money."

Ji Xuanyuan pointed at himself: "Xiao Jiang, do you think if I become a celebrity, I can earn as much money as Su Xiaomo?"

Meng Xiaojiang looked at Ji Xuanyuan's face, left and right, Ji Xuanyuan grinned frankly, and let Meng Xiaojiang scrutinize him.

Meng Xiaojiang nodded boldly: "I think you can do it, as long as you find a reliable team, you don't need to have any special skills, just go to that station as a vase, and it will probably attract a lot of brainless fans."

Ji Xuanyuan blinked: "What is a brain fan?"

"Idiot fan..." Meng Xiaojiang drooped his head sighing, "Of course a fan of brain is not a thing. If you lose your brain, what else can it be?"

It seems that this is not a good word, Ji Xuanyuan secretly wrote it down in his heart, thinking that if anyone scolds him in the future, he will scold that person as a fan.

Meng Xiaojiang lowered his head and started typing and sending WeChat again: "Xuanyuan, let me ask my dad, he must have Su Xiaomo's contact information, but your genes are really good, this is a handsome guy and beautiful woman, you are a big cousin , it seems that Su Xiaomo has a second cousin and a third cousin, I wonder if she will pick you up in person after contacting Su Xiaomo."

Speaking of this, Meng Xiaojiang's heart was empty. He sent a message, holding his mobile phone and thinking quietly, Ji Xuanyuan is about to leave. It turns out that parting in the world really makes people unprepared, and he is ready. He had planned to take Ji Xuanyuan in for ten days and half a month, but he didn't expect that it would only be two days.

Ji Xuanyuan's mind was filled with a string of zeros that could not see the end, and he was also muttering in his heart, is he the big monster in Ouyang's mouth, or the gluttonous younger brother in Pixiu's mouth?However, these two items sound very unreliable, and people will shy away when they hear them, thinking that they have encountered a psychosis.

Now there is a third option, and a big star cousin pops up. The cousin has a considerable income, she is very unusual, and she is also a very unusual person.But compared with the first two non-human options, Su Xiaomo's cousin is at least a human being, but she is quite normal and ordinary in comparison.

If there is a choice, Ji Xuanyuan thought, he would also choose Cousin Su, a rich man, what is a monster glutton, how can money be the most real!

Meng Xiaojiang sent to WeChat to ask for Su Xiaomo's contact information, Meng Yingjun copied Su Xiaomo's WeChat ID and mobile phone number without saying a word, both the WeChat ID and mobile phone number are Su Xiaomo's personal contact information, which can be used by Meng Xiaomo Find Su Xiaomo directly.

The contact information was sent all at once. Meng Xiaojiang just read a series of numbers, and Meng Guoting followed up with an additional message. After reading the additional information, Meng Xiaojiang didn't know whether he was happy or worried. He looked at Ji Xuanyuan who was looking at him with a pensive expression. He said, "Xuanyuan, there is good news and bad news."

Ji Xuanyuan broke away from the contemplative state, and replied fearlessly: "Then tell me the bad news first, and leave the good news for later, so that people can have hope."

Meng Xiaojiang opened his mouth, paused, and then slowly said: "This... I'd better tell the good news first, I got Su Xiaomo's contact information, we can contact her directly, and you can talk to your Cousin is on the phone."

"The bad news is that my dad said that Su Xiaomo had disappeared for a week, and the agent claimed that it was Miss Su who went into the deep mountains and old forests to make a movie, which involved a confidentiality agreement, and the agent refused to say more about the extra information. It is isolated from the world in the deep mountains and old forests, and there is no signal, so unless Su Xiaomo comes out of the mountain, even if we have Su Xiaomo's contact information, for the time being, no, we won't be able to contact her for a while."

"There's nothing wrong with that." Meng Xiaojiang paused, "My dad said he couldn't even get in touch with Su Xiaomo, so if it were us, we would be even less able to get in touch."

Relatives seem to be close at hand, but they are far away in the sky. Ji Xuanyuan felt that he should be disappointed. Unfortunately, after listening to it, he found that emotions do not follow reason, and he was not disappointed emotionally.

Ji Xuanyuan thought about it, probably because he lost his memory, so he lost his relationship with his cousin.

In fact, Ji Xuanyuan faintly felt that he wanted to be with Meng Xiaojiang even more. Hearing the news, Ji Xuanyuan was secretly happy, and there was a naughty smile on the corner of his mouth. Da Da threw himself back on the bed with a happy face, and continued to hold the tablet computer to start watching TV dramas.

Meng Xiaojiang lowered his head, and after Meng Guoting answered his question, his father began to ask him one, two, three, four, five and other questions.

Meng Xiaojiang never mentioned that Ji Xuanyuan was being taken in by him, and answered the rest of the questions honestly.

After Meng Guoting quit WeChat, turned off his mobile phone, took a shower and lay on the bed, he rolled over a few times, face up, still couldn't hold back his big hands and slapped his head, wondering how his youngest son knew Su Xiaomo's stunning beauty elder brother.

This night, Meng Xiaojiang's biological clock is still the same, and night always makes him more energetic than day, but the forums that are often flooded with the Internet recently are also those few posts.

After watching the animation update, Meng Xiaojiang went to the forum. The hot posts had already been familiarized. There were several tall buildings. In the next few hundred floors, every floor can be said to be filled with the words "your mother is dead".

Meng Xiaojiang felt emotional when he saw it, and found that this building was full of orphans.

At the same time, he was puzzled, and casually scrolled down the post. I don't know why the Chinese nation likes to swear at their mothers. Why are there so few people, or almost no one scolding your father for death?

Thinking about it, a familiar ID flashed in front of Meng Xiaojiang's eyes, and he hurriedly pulled up the page again. The ID was called EVA & Sincerely For You. It was he who was faked.

Looking at this floor again, the replies from the floor owner and the netizens can be called a scolding battle, from your mother's death to your family's death, probably gathered half of the orphans in the building on this floor.

Meng Xiaojiang was sweating coldly, and at the same time, he was furious. Under the anger, he was very terrified, because he lost his memory for a week, he looked at the release time of this layer, and knew in his heart that he didn't remember at all that he was here with many people on the Internet. The orphan has been fighting for three hundred rounds.

This caused the more he looked, the more he felt that his account was stolen. Meng Xiaojiang went to the background to check the IP login at night. The result of the query was naturally that the account was not stolen. array.

Meng Xiaojiang's eyes became dizzy at the thought of how he could have such a battle. He originally watched this post from the perspective of an outsider watching the excitement, but now he realizes that there is no one else in the end.

Meng Xiaojiang couldn't tell how it felt in his heart, but in the end he just felt that his heart was dull, and the Internet had lost its charm.

After turning off the computer, Meng Xiaojiang climbed onto the bed with a complicated mood while holding the mobile phone, and Ji Xuanyuan was half lying on the head of the bed leaning against the pillow, Meng Xiaojiang and Ji Xuanyuan lay side by side, and picked up a With the pillow on his stomach, Meng Xiaojiang turned on the mobile phone on the pillow, opened the reading software, and opened a novel he had accumulated for many days.

There are so many novels to read in the APP, which is known as a library with millions of works. From the cover name to the author's name, the works have collected all the Chinese characters of Chinese civilization. From the existing vocabulary to the author's own vocabulary, it can be said to be full of wonders. Only you can't think of it, and you can't do it. arrive.

However, Meng Xiaojiang proved over time that 90.00% of the millions of works are tasteless to read and it is a pity to discard them, and only [-]% of the works can still be read and read.

The novel he read has a very unique writing and plot, breaking the conventional plot of most novels on this reading software. There is neither an overbearing president falling in love with me nor an unmarried mother running with a ball. The novel has two male protagonists, and there is no tradition Long Aotian fights monsters and upgrades, not to mention falling in love with me when a beautiful woman is on the way to upgrade.

In Meng Xiaojiang's opinion, this novel is good in everything, and the plot and writing are good, but unfortunately, the author is a broken king, and the author has not heard from the author for as long as a month, causing a lot of readers to suspect in the comment area that the author has passed away. Died in the real world.

A month later, the author suddenly cheated and updated tens of thousands of words in one breath. The readers had tears in their eyes, thinking that the author had changed his past and wanted to wash his hair and change his face every day to give back to the readers.

Unexpectedly, the author cheated the corpse for a few days, and restored the corpse again, and it was another month after the update.After seeing this, Meng Xiaojiang decided not to open the novel for a short time, and saved it for two months.

When I opened it tonight, I saw that the novel had been updated with more than 40 chapters. Meng Xiaojiang looked at the date. It turned out that the author cheated on the corpse again half a month ago. Monthly update.

Looking at the reader's comment area, many readers were as surprised as Meng Xiaojiang. All the readers thought that the end of this novel would probably be within their lifetime.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the author found out with conscience in his lifetime. According to the current update speed, everyone's eyes filled with tears, thinking that the end day is just around the corner.

In an air-conditioned room at 26 degrees, on a big bed, Meng Xiaojiang and Ji Xuanyuan are addicted to online TV dramas, and the other is addicted to novels. Multiple chapters.

Immersed in the Internet for many years, Meng Xiaojiang's reading speed is not ten lines at a glance, but four or five lines at a glance. At first glance, the update of more than 40 chapters seems to be quite a lot, but each chapter is only more than 2000 words.

It took Meng Xiaojiang less than half an hour to read the updated content, only to find that after the author returned, the level of writing content was not evaluated, but the kung fu of Shui Man Jin Shan became more and more proficient.

After reading forty chapters, the plot has only progressed a little. Meng Xiaojiang quit the novel with a sigh, and went to the homepage of the bookstore to search for new novels. Unexpectedly, the bookstore has become more and more frenzied recently, pushing the domineering president's little wife and the beautiful president. special forces bodyguard.

Although the titles of these two types of books are very similar at first glance, if you read carefully, one is a female novel, which is for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old little sister to dream about, and the other is for men of all ages, who dream of meeting a beautiful and rich woman.

Meng Xiaojiang was not interested in the domineering president's little wife, so he didn't read this book from the perspective of the young wife. He opened the special forces bodyguard of the beautiful president, and was going to see how to befriend a rich woman from the perspective of special forces.

After reading 27 or [-] chapters in one go, Meng Xiaojiang exited the novel with a question mark in his head after reading the paid chapter. After reading the readers' comments, he went to the president's wife to read more than a dozen chapters. Meng Xiaojiang simply quit Bookstore.

He tilted his head, and his eyes were blackened and he rested on Ji Xuanyuan's shoulder. Ji Xuanyuan took time out of his busy schedule to glance at him, and then threw himself into the TV series again.

Ji Xuanyuan said with absent-minded concern: "Xiao Jiang, what's the matter with you?"

Meng Xiaojiang's eyes straightened: "Wow, I found that the busiest job in today's novels is the president, and the president is not gender-discriminatory. Both male and female presidents are extremely busy. A male president wants to chase his wife thousands of miles away, while a female president wants Paying for veterans, is it possible that the president has become a poverty alleviation office these days?"

Ji Xuanyuan casually answered: "Who knows, what is the president, this is the first time I've heard this word."

Meng Xiaojiang tilted his head, his ears and eyes bumped into the lines and plots of the TV series on the tablet, and he sighed: "Oh my god, watching this TV series again, I feel that my soul has been baptized, President! Well, the president is like that. My parents are the president. I guess the author who wrote about the domineering president's little wife will be disappointed when he sees my dad. My dad is not tall and handsome, but also a lot older than him. If he writes about the beautiful president's special forces bodyguard The author met my mother..."

Meng Xiaojiang thought of the image of his mother, Ma Yingrong, who was eight feet tall, looking back and smiling evilly. He covered his mouth: "The picture is so beautiful, I dare not think about it."

Ji Xuanyuan laughed out loud, he tilted his head too, and pressed his head against Meng Xiaojiang's. He felt a fresh and vigorous warmth in the air-conditioning air-conditioning. It was a human breath, and it belonged exclusively to Meng Xiaojiang, a human creature temperature.

Meng Xiaojiang opened his eyes, shoulder to shoulder, head to head, nestled with Ji Xuanyuan, revisiting the TV series Ji Xuanyuan was watching.

Both of them were night owls, they watched for a whole night, from dark to dawn, Meng Xiaojiang opened his mouth wide with a melancholy face, let out a gasping breath, he squeezed out the hazy tears from his eyes, turned around, Meng Xiaojiang Xiao Jiang spread herself flat on the bed.

Rolling up the blanket, Meng Xiaojiang muttered sadly and sleepily: "I'm going to sleep first... I'm sleepy..."

Ji Xuanyuan sniffed, and when he saw Meng Xiaojiang finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep. He gently tucked Meng Xiaojiang under the quilt, and got out of bed quietly. The tablet was already on the middle of the battery I was in a hurry, so I plugged in the charging cable, and now the tablet has become a barbecue board, which is so hot that it can fry eggs.

Ji Xuanyuan didn't dare to watch any more, and carefully placed the tablet on the bedside table. He looked at the sleeping Meng Xiaojiang sadly in his heart, and wanted to express his feelings about what happened to the heroine in the TV series, but he didn't feel sorry for him. Then pull Meng Xiaojiang up again.

With a heart full of sorrow, Ji Xuanyuan went downstairs and met with the old lady Meng at the dining table. Accompanied by the old lady's nagging about Dafa, Ji Xuanyuan ate two drawers of buns and three bowls of porridge with the same expression. A huge red apple.