After the live broadcast broke the news, I became popular [entertainment circle]

A question popped up in everyone's mind at the same time: Is there something wrong between two boys calling each other "Baby"?

Jian Cong stared at Yu Changmu viciously under everyone's eyes of two points of surprise, three points of astonishment, and five points of thought.

That night, when he returned to his room, he found a bottle of safflower oil on the wall at the door.

There is a note under the safflower oil. On the note is the handwriting of someone who once recorded the Swedish porn star:

【For knee rubbing】

Jian Cong saw these four words clearly, and the corners of his mouth turned up subconsciously.

But just when it was halfway up, it suddenly collapsed.

Yu Changmu clearly likes him, why is he so stubborn and refuses to say anything?

Thinking of this, Jian Cong was so anxious to smash the safflower oil on the spot.

At the other end of the dark corridor, Yu Changmu had been standing at the door, listening to him slam the door angrily before returning to his room.

He was treated better than Jian Cong in the film group, and he lived alone in a big bed room without sharing it with others.

As soon as Yu Changmu turned on the light in the room, he took off the peaked cap on his head, and a video reminder came from the phone in his pocket.

He briefly straightened the hair on his head in front of the full-length mirror, and rarely smiled. He raised his mobile phone and asked over there, "How are you feeling these days?"

The man in the video still has the face that resembles him very much. He looks pretty good today, with curved brows and eyes, and his facial features are much gentler than Yu Changmu: "It's good, I just want to go out for a walk, Mom and Dad No. Where's Jane? How are you two doing?"

Yu Changmu was annoyed when he mentioned this, and the emotions he had been tense for a whole day finally showed in front of the man: "I almost couldn't hold back and said everything at noon. Fortunately, he was quick and blocked me first."

The man laughed, his gentle voice was like a gurgling spring in the mountains: "Why is my brother so pitiful? I saw that many people on the Internet praised you for your beautiful voice, and they all want to see what you look like."

Yu Changmu knew that he must have also watched the live broadcast called Mao, so he laughed at himself helplessly: "Don't make fun of me, if you keep getting better, I will only become more and more pitiful."

Man: "Make sure to complete the task, or my brother will be a bachelor for the rest of his life."

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At the moment, the person who is videoing Yu Changmu is his own brother Yu Changzhou. Although they are five years apart in age, they have been close since childhood.

One day and one night, a person lives up to his name, and his character and temperament are all covered in his name, even his destiny.

Because my brother is as good as the scorching sun, even if Yu Changmu was always in the top three in his grades when he was a student, it would be no big deal to be admitted to University A.

After all, there is only one successor. In order to avoid suspicion, the elders in the family have treated him as a transparent person since he was sensible, including their biological parents.

No matter what achievements Yu Changmu has achieved, he is just a spare brother under the shadow of Yu Changzhou.

Even the reason why he was born was only because Yu Changzhou had a serious illness when he was five years old, which frightened the two elders enough for fear of breaking the incense.

The name Yu Changmu literally means that only when the long day stops, he is allowed to walk out of the endless long night and stand in the sun.

All the servants in their family knew about this, and almost no one took him seriously.

The only one left who is not affected and willing to treat him well is his brother Yu Changzhou himself.

But Yu Changzhou is too busy. He has been exposed to the Alevel economy since middle school, and the management and training are completely in accordance with the standards of his successors. The time that can be allocated to him is pitifully small.

Such an environment almost directly led to Yu Changmu's withdrawn personality.

The "family" not only failed to give him what he deserved, but also ordered him not to tell others about his family background and identity, for fear that he would cause trouble and cause trouble, or that his poor performance would discredit the family.

In the first 17 years of Yu Changmu's life, he has been conscientious and conscientious in front of his brother's shadow, very quiet.

But on the day of his adult birthday, Yu Changmu would be nothing but a blockbuster, and he would directly come out to his family.

Yu's father and Yu's mother were so pissed off by him, they pointed at his nose and scolded him while taking antihypertensive medicine, saying that if he didn't change his mind, he would not pay living expenses for a day.

That posture wished he could be kicked out of the household registration book, and it would be best not to bring their old Yu family's surname to anyone again.

So even though the distance between home and school is only two to three ten minutes by car, Yu Changmu also proposed accommodation logically.

If you can't go home on weekends and holidays, you won't go home. If you really have to, you are basically like a stranger.

At that time, he relied entirely on Yu Changzhou secretly giving him money to make a living.

But after entering university, Yu Changmu was not even willing to ask for his brother's money anymore, and wanted to break away from the Yu family directly - Jian Cong lived with him, his most miserable life.

Even Jian Cong hid it so well that he didn't realize that Jian Cong was downgraded for his own consumption.

As for his sudden disappearance three years ago, it was because Yu Changzhou's brain tumor was discovered at that time.

The family urgently needed him as a substitute, and they never asked him about his wishes, so he was tied out of the country by high-handed means.

It's called further study, but in fact it's just to make him stop contacting Jian Cong and "change" his sexual orientation back to the one that the Yu family can handle.

Don't dare to touch Jian Cong, don't you dare to touch him?

On the other side, Jian Cong was lying on the bed expressionlessly, watching everyone shouting Yu Changmu's husband on Weibo crazily.

After their live broadcast, the topic about Yu Changmu really exploded, and everyone scrambled to repost the "baby" of his subwoofer calling a cat.

[dbq didn't manage my husband well, let him come out to embarrass himself, shy.jpg]

[Director Li is worthy of you, Director Li, there is really nothing to say about the casting vision]

【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah really don't show your face, I'm dead】

【My husband is so handsome, even in such a dark day, Jian Bao's ears can be seen turning red】

[What's so good about people who don't like sex!Pervert.jpgx3]

Good study!

The more Jian Cong looked at it, the more sour he felt, and finally he simply put the phone upside down by his side.

Husband, husband, when he found out that Yu Changmu was fine, these people didn't know where to play with mud.

Jian Cong rested his hands on his stomach in resentment, staring at the ceiling eagerly.

But he changed his mind and thought again, he is now angry with netizens because of a dog?

The anger in Jian Cong's heart was burning, and he became even more angry. He grabbed the safflower oil that was just on the bedside table, covered it under the pillow, and beat him violently.

Just as he was venting his energy, the doorbell rang.

Jian Cong quickly got out of bed and straightened his appearance, pouted his buttocks and put the safflower oil back, adjusted to a random angle, pretending that he didn't care at all.

Then with a grim face, Shi Shiran opened the door.

The first thing that appeared in front of my eyes were those papers filled with lists.

Liu Sijian showed his face from the middle with enthusiasm: "I wrote three full pages! You are amazing, treasure!"

Jian Cong's face immediately collapsed: "...you are the one who came back."

Liu Sijian: "?"

He blinked twice in a daze: "What do you mean 'you're back'? It sounds disappointing. Who do you think knocked on the door?"

Jian Cong plunged himself into the bed suddenly: "I'm so disappointed, take a shower, I'm so sleepy and I'm going to sleep..."

Liu Sijian sat next to his bed clearly: "Isn't it just that I can't forget it? There's no shame in it. My uncle has been away for ten years and I don't think it's shameful. You only have three years. What are you afraid of? Could it be me who came back?" It's too early, did you delay your work?"

Jian Cong buried his head even tighter: "What can I do with him! Ah, I'm so sleepy, I'm so sleepy! Go wash up!"

But Liu Sijian had already noticed the unfamiliar safflower oil on the table, and raised his eyebrows: "You said there was no delay, what is this, it's worth applying the oil just by knocking it like that?"

Jian Cong was completely annoyed, raised his blushing face, and threw the pillow on him: "You still ask me if the tea will affect the shooting during the day, why is it not worth it at night!"

Liu Sijian said bluntly, "Then I want to have sex with you during the day, but if I don't at night, it will change."

"Fuck!" Jian Cong finally laughed angrily.

Now he finally believed that Liu Sijian was related to Bo Shifan's uncle and nephew, and there was no blood relationship to justify it.

The next day, the two people who didn't set the alarm clock woke up late as expected, and slept until the sun was up.

But there was no schedule in the morning, and it would be late if it was late.

Neither of the two young masters was in a hurry, and they spent a long time in the bathroom smirking in the mirror before taking care of themselves to their satisfaction and going out to meet people.

Although they have only been together for a day and a night, it is enough to reach a consensus: they are indeed more suitable to be friends than to fall in love.

Congenial.

But what was waiting for them in the lobby on the first floor was not the variety show group, but everyone from the film group who were sitting around the dining table having breakfast and lunch.

It is said that Weiwei's plane is late and they will arrive in the afternoon, so everyone has an extra half day off.

Li Haibo's eyes were sleepy, and it seemed that he had just woken up not long ago. Seeing that the two of them were ignorant of the crisis, he kindly reminded them: "I've already slept to this point. Sit down and eat with us. Don't go out now."

Just as Jian Cong and Liu Sijian were about to ask why, they heard a sharp female voice from outside: "Are you here for work or for vacation? All of our seniors are here, why should he sleep late for an idol with no works? Isn't it just drinking a lot of wine, reporting a small secret blog to get some traffic, and this is so floating that you don't even want to do a face project?!"

Jian Cong and Liu Sijian were both dumbfounded.

Li Haibo couldn't help but shrugged at the two of them.

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The author has something to say:

Jian Bao: Pass it on, someone wants to harm me

Yu Changmu still has reasons behind, and he won't be fooled easily, Jian Bao is the biggest!