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

But in fact, Jian Cong was speaking normally, and the coquettishness was purely made up by Yu Changmu's guilty conscience.

The live broadcast behind everyone was still going on. Jian Cong didn't want to make too much noise, but he didn't dare to go outside the hall where the night was too dark. He could only find the corner on the left and sat on the steps with his knees hugged.

The cool night breeze brushed against his white neck, even though Jian Cong specially put on a coat for himself before coming down, he still couldn't help shrinking his neck and shivering.

The voice of the man on the other end of the phone is the same as his appearance with the sign of correctness, low and low, but it is not Yu Changmu's Pian Magnetic hanging, it is more like old red wine exuding a mellow aroma, and he is also serious when skipping work and getting emotional: "If you don't want to go to work, just go to work." Look."

Jian Cong couldn't help laughing, and felt that this person seemed more contrasting and cute than he imagined: "I'm still at work so late, so am I bothering you?"

"No." The man was playing with the pen cap in his hand, leaning his head on the back of the chair, and the live broadcast hosted by Mustache was still playing on the computer screen.

Seeing his sudden call, Jian Cong didn't say what he wanted to do, as if he just wanted to call.

Now that the topic is over, there was a moment of silence on the phone, neither of them spoke, but the voice of Mustache in the live broadcast was exceptionally clear, foretelling everyone that there will be a live broadcast the day after tomorrow: "But it's not breaking news, it's just the daily life of the two crews, Let’s engage in team building activities and play PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds online. We have received such messages in the backstage before, saying that we want to see Jianbao’s PUBG hack or something..."

The man didn't say anything until he heard this: "Do you like playing games?"

The tip of Jian Cong's nose was blown red by the cold wind, and he felt a little ashamed subconsciously: "If I say I like it, it seems a little naive."

The man was already older than him, and it seemed inappropriate for him to look too childish.

But the man stared at the pen cap in his hand, and there were only two words: "No."

Then the phone fell silent again, Jian Cong finally began to feel helpless.

He can tell the difference between men and Yu Changmu: when Yu Changmu doesn't talk, he probably just doesn't want to talk to you, but if a man doesn't talk, he really has nothing to say.

Jian Cong had to hug his arms even tighter in the cold wind, and joked: "Should we consider listing a few more topics on the draft paper before calling?"

The pen cap in the man's hand paused: "Actually, I just want you to hear my voice."

Jian Cong didn't understand, so: "...I heard it and then what?"

Man: "And you still want to invite me to dinner?"

"Ah?" Jian Cong blinked several times, "Is there any causal relationship?"

The man replied frankly: "I'm afraid you think I'm not cute anymore."

Jian Cong: "?"

Jian Cong finally couldn't hold back his laughter and said, "What's the situation with you, isn't this cute? Has no one praised you for being cute?"

The appearance of him holding up the phone and chatting happily, immediately attracted a lot of attention from the hall.

Li Haibo held a cigarette between his fingertips, and stood far away on the steps at the other end of the villa, wondering to the people around him who were also puffing: "Does Jane have a date? She smiles so happily, as if she is on the phone with her."

"I don't know." The tone of Yu Changmu's answer was definitely not good.

He originally planned to follow up to hear what the two of them needed to say after talking on the phone at such a late hour.

But he just heard Jian Cong's first sentence on the phone, and the soles of his feet were fixed on the ground like nails, and his heart was full of irritability and self-deprecation.

Even if he followed up and heard it, so what? Did someone hang up the phone?Can't do anything.

Yu Changmu has already read all the information about Jian Cong's three blind dates. One is gentle, the other is cheerful, and the other is calm. All three of them have a good relationship with Jian Weimin and have been doing business.

Yu Changmu casually read the files of the two who were cheerful and gentle and put them down. He was sure that they would not be the type that Jian Cong liked.

Only the oldest one reminded Yu Changmu of the past almost instantly.

Because of his dullness, he stayed with Jian Cong not because of Jian Cong's persistent stalking, but because Jian Cong finally didn't know how to work hard next. The senior who took care of Jian Cong confessed to Jian Cong.

Jian Cong didn't have any thoughts about that person at first, but probably because he suffered too much and too much blow from him, suddenly he was offered to be kind to him, and he was a little moved immediately.

But the heartbeat is the heartbeat, Jian Cong is so stubborn that he doesn't even know how to take advantage of him. On the first day, he told the senior clearly that he doesn't like him, and he is just willing to get along with him for two days to try, but it may not be successful.

For those who pursue with all their heart, it's nothing if they don't like it for the time being, as long as they don't categorically refuse, they should be thankful, not to mention Jian Cong is willing to try.

The senior naturally readily agreed.

So the next day, the person who was circling around Yu Changmu all the time, kept his promise of "willing to try" and disappeared.

At first, Yu Changmu only thought that Jian Cong had finally given up, so he didn't feel any discomfort in the first two days, so what should he do.

But on the third day, Jian Cong never saw anyone during the day, and it was already dark outside the dormitory, and he didn't come back.

Yu Changmu waited and waited, and finally inquired about Jian Cong's movements from his roommate seemingly without any intention, and learned that he had recently gotten very close to a senior in the same department.

The roommate was also surprised that he didn't know: "We eat together and go to class together. I saw that senior waited for Jian Cong at the bottom of the dormitory building several times."

The roommate didn't know about Jian Cong's sexual orientation, and thought that the two simply had a good relationship, but Yu Changmu knew what was going on with just one ear.

Ganqing didn't bother him recently, but went to find other people to heal his wounds.

So you're not afraid of the dark anymore?

Yu Changmu was looking at the dark sky outside, and his mood dropped a little bit with the arrival of the gate control.

The dormitory of their University A does not require students to be in the dormitory every day, but once it exceeds 10:30 in the evening, the door of the dormitory building will be closed, and if they can’t come back, they can only spend the night outside.

At that time, Yu Changmu was unlucky and arrogant. He didn't know what liking was, and he simply blamed his loss on the pride of young people. He believed that no one could be a cheap substitute for him. Find the gap between others and him.

But on the fourth and fifth day after that day... Jian Cong kept repeating the situation of stepping on the door control and returning to the dormitory in the last minute, with a smile on his face.

On the sixth day, the two roommates happened to be invited by the dormitory next door to go out to eat hot pot together, and there were only the two of them in the dormitory.

Yu Changmu looked at the man who treated him like nothing, packed up his clothes and was about to pass behind him to take a shower in the bathroom, and finally couldn't hold back: "Aren't you tired?"

The ridicule was endless, but Jian Cong understood it, and choked back without blinking: "You've already enjoyed it, of course you're tired of it, I've just started to enjoy it, why should I be tired of it?"

Yu Changmu stepped hard, the computer chair retreated a little from its position, and turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"

"It means that it is so comfortable to be liked and treated well by others." After Jian Cong shrugged, he turned his head and continued to walk in.

Yu Changmu was upset, and suddenly grabbed his wrist: "You don't have any demands? As long as someone treats you well?"

Jian Cong looked back at him as if he was insane: "Where did you get your sense of superiority? The senior is not very good. Why can't you compare to you? You just look down on him like this."

If this was the usual situation, Yu Changmu would definitely not continue to say the following sentence.

But at that time, he was obviously overwhelmed by the unsatisfaction accumulated over the past few days, so he stood up from his seat suddenly, and forced him to the closet door condescendingly: "How good is it? You don't like my face, he I am more handsome?"

Although Jian Cong didn't want to admit it, when Yu Changmu pointed that angular face straight in front of his eyes, he couldn't restrain himself from widening his eyes, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated unsatisfactorily.

The two were very close, Jian Cong's slightly parted thin lips were under Yu Changmu's eyelids.He didn't think he would really do it until he did something, but he just held his breath that day, as if he couldn't swallow his breath if he didn't do something to Jian Cong.

So he was impulsive once in a while, holding Jian Cong's shoulder with one hand, and leaning on the wardrobe with the other, and kissed him without refusing.

Yu Changmu had never kissed anyone before, nor had he fantasized about who he was going to kiss, but when he touched Jian Cong's soft lips, he suddenly learned without a teacher, and naturally stuck out his tongue, feeling that Jian Cong went from astonishment to Panic, and then from panic to the enjoyment of shame at the end.

Yu Changmu manipulated Jian Cong's lips completely based on intuition, explaining the profound things in simple terms, until he felt that Jian Cong was about to suffocate to death because he only knew how to breathe out but not how to breathe in, so he finally let him go reluctantly.

According to Jian Cong's thin-skinned practice in the past, Yu Changmu thought that Jian Cong would be so ashamed and ran straight into the toilet at that time, but he didn't expect that the first reaction given by the person in front of him was to quickly reach out to hook him as if he was afraid that he would leave neck, then raised his face and gave his chin a ruthless touch.

Yu Changmu was fooled instead.

He stared blankly at Jian Cong, probably showing a silent inquiry.

Jian Cong's arms were still around his neck, his face was flushed red, and he stammered to defend himself: "You kissed me first! I can't, I suffer, so I have to kiss back..."

When the voice fell, time seemed to freeze.

Yu Changmu felt that Jian Cong must have been nervous to stand on the edge of the cliff for himself.

He couldn't tell exactly what he was thinking, but he lowered his eyelids and asked hoarsely, "Can't you find your mouth?"

Since he kissed Jian Cong on the mouth, then when Jian Cong kissed back, he should also kiss on the mouth.

When Jian Cong heard him say this, his dark and bright eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't believe his ears for a long time.

Yu Changmu propped himself up on the closet, and waited for a while with his neck hooked, a little tired from waiting: "Don't kiss me again and leave."

Jian Cong immediately panicked like a fool, raised his face and bumped into his mouth.

It can't be said that she is inexperienced, it can only be said that she has no rules, but the kind of joy that bursts from the bottom of her heart and cannot be concealed is more obvious than being conveyed from the intertwined lips.

Yu Changmu also found that his lips were almost torn by Jian Cong, but he was still happy, and it was the first time he knew what liking was.

Later, Jian Cong naturally rejected the senior, probably because their "starting point" for being together was a bit high, so the two of them were often alone, and they wanted to start a mess after a long time.

Jian Cong even made fun of him more than once because of this, as if he wanted to get an explanation for so many cold benches he had sat on before: "Seeing that you are so anxious to take off your clothes now, who would have thought that you never looked at me before."

He didn't argue at all: "That's because I'm sick."

Then Jian Cong will be very happy.

Although Jian Cong has a small temper, he is really easy to coax and satisfy.

So much so that Yu Changmu still can't figure out where he started to fall, but he just can't help but want to see Jian Cong smile more.

Since he was born in the Yu family, he has never seen such a heartless and stupid person, and he always wants to protect him.

"Xiao Yu?" Li Haibo called him several times without getting a response, and finally stretched out his hand to help him pinch the cigarette in his hand, "Why are you so absorbed in thinking, your fingers are for me to hold the ax under the camera, now Burn me with a cigarette butt, what's the matter?"

It was only then that Yu Changmu realized that the butt of the cigarette he had just burned had been unknowingly burned.

"Once the machine is turned on, the actor's body cannot be controlled by the actor himself." Li Haibo lowered his head inadvertently just now, seeing that the scarlet fire was about to burn on Yu Changmu's fingers, he was frightened out of his wits, "Be careful, my lord."

The three words that Yu Changmu answered casually had to be divided twice before saying: "Got it."

Li Haibo started to be afraid again, and pushed the person to get out of the cool wind: "Don't catch a cold, you still have to read the lines."

Before Yu Changmu was forced to leave, he took one last look at the other corner, and saw Jian Cong sitting on the steps with his hands up and his shoulders hunched. Suddenly, he was patted twice on the shoulder, and Li Haibo's meaning came from his ear. Whispered: "I heard that the land in Mr. Ma's hand will be acquired by you soon, it's amazing, it will be soon."

Yu Changmu suddenly turned his head to look at him, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just said "I'm going to sleep", then he regained his composure and walked away from the crowd with steady steps.

He is fighting for this piece of land in Li Haibo's mouth. It's no secret, because this piece of land is the biggest fat in the entire city A. There are gossip rumors that this place will be planned as a new commercial center in the near future. I am trying to find ways to sell the place and take it back to myself.

As a veteran real estate developer, Dongming is determined to win this. It can be said that if Yu Changmu wants to gain a firm foothold in his home, this is a must for him. However, another Qiyao that has emerged in recent years is also very strong. The family business is transformed and expanded, so the family is well-off and its strength should not be underestimated.

For this land, Yu Changmu went through auditions, joined Li Haibo's crew and got in touch with many investors who could help, but not many people knew about it. He did it secretly, in order to let everyone People let down their guard against him, thinking that he was the shadow successor who didn't understand anything.

And Jian Cong would never have guessed that he just randomly picked out so many people in the blind date database, and unexpectedly picked Yu Changmu's most powerful business competitor—the appointed leader of Qi Yao, Qi Chen.

When Qi Chen was on the phone with Jian Cong, he kept opening and closing the cap of the pen in his hand repeatedly, and would answer truthfully no matter what Jian Cong asked.

Jian Cong: "I think you're pretty handsome, why don't you have a date?"

Qichen tried his best to let himself say a few more words, holding the pen and said: "The family has a lot of demands on me, and I generally don't do things that harm the family's interests."

So if you don't consider the free love of the right family, the final result can only be a divorce, so it's better not to talk about it.

Jian Cong has always been stunned by the atmosphere in the business circle that people don't even let marriage go: "As for it, you can still leave after getting married, and it's not like getting married can create a lifetime income."

Qi Chen: "If there is a need for profit, no one will leave."

Treating marriage as a means of business communication is already a basic consensus among the evergreen trees in the business circle. No one will take this seriously, and it doesn't matter whether they have feelings or not.

Jian Cong pouted: "Then you are a man and you can't get married. Even if you go abroad to get a certificate, it will have no legal effect in China. What's the use?"

Qi Chen rarely smiled on the phone, as if he thought Jian Cong was silly and cute, and said, "There may be more ways to tie two people together than you can imagine."

Whether it is signing a contract or investing in projects together, the marriage certificate between a man and a woman is nothing more than turning two people into a community of interests.

No one can guarantee that the relationship will never change, but the interests can, and only the community of interests is the longest.

Although Jian Cong didn't agree with it in his heart, he still had a vague understanding of the logic behind it. He held his mobile phone and asked in a low voice: "Then you are on a blind date with me now, is it because of this..."

Because he is Jian Weimin's son.

The cap of the pen in Qichen's hand "clicked" again, and it closed with the pen barrel.

It stands to reason that he should say something beautiful at this time, but after getting in touch with Jian Cong, he didn't want to fool him at all, and replied truthfully again: "If the family needs me to be with Jian Weimin's son, then I will."

After Qi Chen finished speaking, there was no sound on the other end of the phone. Whether it was chilling or depressed, Qi Chen guessed that Jian Cong should not be very happy now.

As a result, Jian Cong was only silent for two seconds and said: "Then I will talk to the other two people in the group later, and I will get along with you alone."

Qichen let go of the pen cap in his hand with a "pop": "Do you not mind if I want to go on a blind date with you because of your father?"

Jian Cong hugged his knees, looked at his toes and grinned silently: "At least I didn't lie to me."

In fact, Jian Cong has already asked the other two on WeChat about this question. The answer given by the younger brother who is still in college is that he thinks he is cute and wants to try it; Also confessed that there is a relationship with Jian Weimin, but said that because he heard that it was him, he was very happy.

Qi Chen probably understood that what Jian Cong wanted was a stable relationship, so he didn't consider the students, but: "The other one didn't lie to you."

He even expressed a clear liking.

Jian Cong rested his pointed chin on his knees: "Because I want to find someone to start from scratch with each other. You don't like me, and I don't like you either."

Jian Cong has tasted the taste of liking people, and he has also tasted the taste of being liked and flattered by others. Now Jian Cong really wants to see if he can get out of the shadow of Yu Changmu and live a new life .

"Although the probability of failure is greater, I still want to try."

Qichen closed the cap of the pen again, and reiterated: "I can give you all the promises, only I will not do anything against the interests of the family, if you don't mind..."

"It's enough to have this promise." Jian Cong sniffed and smiled, "That's it, I'll tell you in the group later, and then I'll treat you to dinner when I go back?"

Everything is carried out according to the agreement, and Qi Chen usually does everything according to this procedure.

But today, when he heard the clear voice of the young man on the phone, he felt a strange feeling in his heart for no reason, but he was suppressed by reason before he had time to distinguish what it was, and in the end he just said, "I will pick you up at the airport the day I come back."

Jian Cong: "Okay, then go to bed early."

The cap pops off.

Qi Chen: "Okay."

Close it again.

Qi Chen still added: "Then you should go to bed earlier."

After hanging up the phone, Mustache's live broadcast had long since ended, and everyone in the hall had almost dispersed.

As soon as Jian Cong returned to the room, he explained the situation in the WeChat group he joined, and the younger brother was the first to jump out to dissatisfy Qi Chen, who looked dumbfounded, but unexpectedly sneaked away behind his back!

The other expressed his blessing peacefully, so that if Jian Cong was bullied in the future, he could talk to him.

Jian Cong leaned against the bed and sent a few emoticons to the group, and then he didn't know whether it was to deceive others or himself, so he put down his phone and announced to Ringer on the other side: "I have a boyfriend!"

Linger lay halfway under the quilt and swiped Weibo without raising his head: "It can be regarded as getting back together with Brother Yu."

Jian Cong: "It's not a real Bodhisattva, who wants to hang himself on a tree."

Linger casually said "that's it" and followed Ying Wan before realizing something was wrong, and looked at him suddenly: "It's not Brother Yu?"

Jian Cong gritted his teeth at him, raised his hand to pat the light switch on the bedside, and covered himself with the blanket.

Linger was dumbfounded and looked at his phone in the dark, then immediately felt that the sky was falling, and decisively found out Yu Changmu's WeChat account.

[Linger: Brother Yu, Brother Yu!Brother Jane has a boyfriend!But why not you! ! ! ! ! 】

[Ringer: Is the cp I was drinking finally still be? 55555]

In the end, Yu Changmu just sent him a photo of Qi Chen: Do you think he is prettier, or me?

[Ringer:? 】

[Yu Changmu: I think I look better than him]

[Ringer: ...? 】

[Yu Changmu: I will chase it back]

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