The whole network is knocking on me and my opponent's cp

It wasn't until the frenzied barrage stopped at Xiao Ling explaining the relationship between Brother Yi and Jiang Tai International that Xiao Ling finally figured out what everyone was discussing.

It's just that this matter is related to Jiang Yi, Xiao Ling will not explain it without his own consent.

It just so happened that Jiang Yi and Xi Mei had finished their seats, and Zhao Zhi and Xi Mei were left to talk. Jiang Yi returned to Xiao Ling's side, put his hands on Xiao Ling's shoulders while sitting down, and looked at the screen with a smile.

"What are you talking about?"

After watching the barrage for a while, I repeated the question.

"May I ask what is the relationship between Brother Yi and Jiang Tai International?"

After repeating, he turned his head to look at Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling simply explained the endorsement just now.

"Ah, Jiang Xin from Jiangtai International is my elder brother."

[...Really big brother? 】

[Damn, what did I get! 】

[I'm here to drink candy, and I can run into the actor Jiang who fell off the horse by chance! 】

Jiang Yi still hugged Xiao Ling, smiling calmly, and was not angry because he lost his horse. After all, he had prepared all this in advance, but he didn't tell Xiao Ling, for fear that he would disagree.

After all, Xiao Ling understands the kind of heart that does not want to rely on the family but fights for the dream.

Jiang Yi leaned back and crossed his legs.

"Yes, dear brother, don't you know that my family cares about Italy?"

"I didn't rely on my family, I just used pocket money to create Shiyi Media, and BL lipstick and so on."

"I don't want to make money. My ideal is acting. Making money is just a matter of chance."

"Shiyi Media? Of course it's not as important as my brother Ling, what could be more important than being in the same company as my brother Ling!"

"Fart! If I rely on Jiang Tai International, can I still have a way out of those black people? Am I being hacked by the whole network now!"

Not far away, Zhao Zhi was complaining about Jiang Yi, and he still had to hurry up after such a short time.

"Okay, I'm going to film first, don't bully me, Brother Ling!"

He hooked Xiao Ling and kissed him on the lips, said something to let him talk first, then got up and left again.

At this time, [Okay], [Received], [Observed], [Brother Ling is someone we can bully? ] Similar to this barrage, occasionally many people discuss Jiang Tai International and Jiang Yi.

It is clear that the family is the richest man in the world, but he entered the entertainment industry alone. This is an inspirational story of fighting for his ideals, but thinking about it again, he used his pocket money to create half the sky of the imperial entertainment industry and the best-selling BL lipstick?

This doesn't sound like human words, it doesn't seem so inspirational anymore!

Xiao Ling was concerned about Sheng Ru next to him, and wanted to spend more time with the child, so he chatted briefly and then turned off the live broadcast.

The live broadcast was over, but the enthusiasm of netizens' discussions did not diminish at all. That night, Jiang Yi's real identity was listed in the hot search.

【Based on this calculation, does Brother Ling marry into a wealthy family? 】

[Fart, brother Ling is a rich man, okay? 】

[So good boys only play with good boys, right?That's probably why I'm single! 】

In the building of Shiyi Media International Company, Wang Jin and Kong Hui led the public relations team to control and comment, deleting all the negative comments about the live broadcast, about Jiang Yi and about Xiao Ling, or submerged under the overwhelming praise.

Never doubt the ability of capital, if there is any weakness, it must be that the capital is not enough!

In the evening, I received the news for Xi Mei and Yu Heng, and the effect of the live broadcast during the day was good, and there were not as many people who scolded them as before.Jiang Yi felt that his heart was finally a little more comfortable, so he drank a little more wine at night.

When I got back to the room, I didn't sleep, and insisted on dragging Sheng Ru to teach him to write with a brush.

"Your father, I can write at a very young age... Hiccup...a ​​good handwriting... Hiccup..."

Under Jiang Yi's noise, everyone had no choice but to borrow pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and let him hold Sheng Ruo's handwritten calligraphy.

The words written are the same as others, arrogant and domineering, the pen is like a dragon and snake, unrestrained at all, the brush is as free as a fairy, but at the end, it still can't be stabilized, a stagger, the brush is pressed directly to leave a mark on the paper. A big dollop of ink.

Xiao Ling couldn't stand it anymore, so he and Yu Heng carried Jiang Yi to the bed to lie down.

When I was drunk, all the bitterness in my heart came to my heart, and finally vented through bitter tears.

"Brother Ling... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be scolded... It's all my fault... It's all my fault..."

After crying and speaking, the voice became smaller and smaller, and could not be heard clearly at the end.

Xiao Ling sighed, sat on the side, stroked his forehead, bent down and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"What's wrong with you!"

"Daddy, sugar!"

Sheng Ru didn't know when he came to his side, and took out two candies from his pocket. Xiao Ling remembered that Mei Xi had given them to him at night, so he secretly kept them without eating them.

"Sheng Ru eats it, but Dad doesn't eat it."

Sheng Ru still stretched out his small arms, and stretched the sugar in his palm forward.

"Dad eat."

The two father and son stalemate for three seconds, Xiao Ling still peeled the candy and put it in his mouth, and put the other one on the bedside, saying that he would give it to Jiang Yi the next morning.

At the door, Sheng Hui came to call Sheng Ru to sleep, looked at Jiang Yi who had died of drunkenness on the bed, and asked if he could help, Xiao Ling waved his hand.

"It's okay, just take care of Sheng Ru."

"Goodbye, Dad."

In the evening, Sheng Ru went back to the room, took a shower, and when Sheng Hui came out of the shower, he saw the child standing by the table practicing calligraphy with a brush in his hand.

Sheng Hui looked at it a little bit, and wanted to persuade him to sleep, but he didn't listen to Sheng Hui's words at all. When he got stubborn, he was comparable to Xiao Ling, who devoted himself to the entertainment industry back then. Later, he simply stopped trying to persuade him and sat down. Accompany by the side.

"sleep."

Sheng Ru put down the brush, turned around and climbed directly onto the bed, Sheng Hui also got up in a daze and fell heavily on the bed.

When I woke up the next day, I saw what the kid wrote last night. Although the writing skills were immature, the writing was really not bad, and it looked good.

"You are going to give this to your two fathers, aren't you?"

Sheng Ru nodded, his things had already been packed into his schoolbag and carried on his back, he had to go back today, he had class on Monday.

Sheng Hui knocked on the door, Jiang Yi was still awake, and it was Xiao Ling who opened the door.

"We are going to go back. This is what your son sent you."

Xiao Ling opened it up and looked at it. The names of Jiang Yi and Xiao Ling were written on the white paper with immature strokes. They were clearly just two simple names, but Xiao Ling suddenly felt sour on the tip of his nose. Putting his heart on his head, he knelt down and hugged Sheng Ru in his arms.

"Sheng Ru, thank you Sheng Ru for the gift you gave Dad. Dad likes it very much. I will go back to accompany you when Dad finishes filming."

Sheng Ru's little hand patted Xiao Ling's back lightly, with a childish voice.

"Dad, be good, wait for Dad to come back and give him candy."

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The author says:

Good and evil are just in one thought, and touching and sad may be just a momentary touch, and then it is out of control. I hope we can all be brave. (Don't get me wrong, this is not the finale, I'm just expressing my feelings)