The boss who lives across the door wants to post back

"Uncle!"

The door of the dressing room was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Xiang almost fell in, still yelling not to push it.

Gu Fengshang quickly withdrew his arm as if he had been scalded.

"Cough, cough, cough." The make-up artist finally exhaled the breath he was holding, and fell to the ground in shock. After coughing several times, he patted his chest and panted heavily, looking at Gu with fear. Feng Shang, his limbs were still trembling, and the fear in his eyes could not be controlled.

Lin Xiang looked at the chaotic situation: "What's wrong?"

"Little uncle, are you okay?" Xiaohu stepped forward immediately.

Gu Fengshang's arms also trembled slightly, and he sat back on the chair. Various emotions were intertwined in his eyes, reason and anger were still intertwined and torn, he clenched his fists, but did not speak.

"Little, Lin Xiang!" The little fox hurriedly waved to Lin Xiang: "Come here quickly."

After Lin Xiang was astonished, he immediately found out that something was wrong with Gu Fengshang. Before Xiaohu finished speaking, he hurried to Gu Fengshang's side, not caring about other people in the room, and knelt down on the ground beside the chair, holding With trembling hands, Gu Fengshang's voice was full of worry: "What's wrong with you?"

The make-up artist obviously couldn't take Lin Xiang's performance into consideration, and he was still immersed in the fear of almost dying.

Just now, when he finished putting on his makeup and was about to ask Gu Fengshang to take a look, Gu Fengshang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red as if Zheli in the play had fallen into a demon, before he could ask what was wrong, Gu Fengshang Shang immediately jumped up and grabbed his neck, his face was as expressionless as usual, but his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The hand choking his neck was like steel, he couldn't breathe, his limbs became weaker and weaker, and the makeup artist couldn't even raise his arms to resist.

At that moment, he really thought that he was going to die here.

He was so frightened that he had an illusion. In his confusion, he seemed to see Gu Fengshang's pupils turned silver and his ears seemed to become sharper.

Xiaohu stepped forward to hold the make-up artist whose legs were weak and couldn't stand up. The make-up artist suddenly felt a warm current flowing from the palm of his hand, and his limbs regained consciousness. His body gradually warmed up, and tears flowed down his face.

Xiaohu took the makeup artist away and closed the door thoughtfully.

Xiaohu glanced at it, Gu Fengshang's breath was much gentler, and he couldn't help but feel grateful that Lin Xiang had a rest today.

Just now outside, Lin Xiang was bored and planned to come to the crew to watch Gu Fengshang's performance. While he was greeting Xiaohu, a strong and frantic aura erupted from the dressing room. The aura was very familiar. It was obvious that his little uncle had lost control. He didn't think about anything and didn't bother to explain, so he hurriedly pulled Lin Xiang over.

Fortunately, he came quickly and saved the make-up artist's life. When he opened the door, half of the make-up artist's soul was separated from her body.

Gu Fengshang didn't dare to close his eyes, and stared straight at a certain corner, as if there was something difficult to face but had to look at in the blank space.

He leaned on Lin Xiang's shoulders, pinched Lin Xiang's shoulders with both hands, his nails almost pierced into the flesh.

Lin Xiang was in pain, and he didn't dodge or dodge, he was only worried about Gu Fengshang: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Fengshang didn't answer.

If Lin Xiang is not leaning against his master's shoulders, but facing each other, he can see that the pupils in Gu Fengshang's eye sockets have gradually deepened from silver to black pupils, but the eyes are bloodshot, and the madness has slowed down. , reason gradually prevailed.

Two lines of tears flowed from the eyes and dripped silently to the ground.

The commotion outside the door came from far to near, but neither of the two people in the room had time to take care of it. Gu Fengshang seemed to be still immersed in some memories, and Lin Xiang vaguely heard from those voices before "entering the play" and "doctor" words.

Lin Xiang became more and more worried.

The sound of commotion was getting closer, and Gu Fengshang's eyes gradually cleared up. When the sound of commotion stopped at the door, he suddenly pushed Lin Xiang away, but his face was as pale as paper.

Lin Xiang immediately leaned back and looked at him with his neck up: "Master, how are you? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Gu Fengshang closed his eyes, lowered his head and grinded his teeth on his neck, listening to the sound outside the door. After a short pause, the sound at the door became agitated again, and he took a bite near his shoulder before letting go of Lin. ring.

His voice was hoarse, but he had clearly regained full sanity: "Get up, go and open the door."

"Okay, master." Lin Xiang buttoned up his shirt one more time. The red marks on his neck and the teeth marks on his shoulder blades were covered under the clothes. He stood up, strode to the door, and opened the door to look. Looking at the director who was about to open the door.

The director was taken aback, only to see that he was not the Gu Fengshang who the makeup artist had said was going crazy and wanted to kill someone: "Boss Lin, are you okay?" It seemed that the clothes were in order and there was no injury, the director let go. tone.

Lin Xiang looked at the director and stepped aside: "You come in."

As soon as the director entered, Lin Xiang looked at the other people who tried to follow in with cold eyes: "Go back to work."

The eyes of the others were frozen, and in the next second, Lin Xiang slammed the door of the dressing room mercilessly.

The little fox who got in behind the crowd showed a surprised expression: "Wow!"

So the puppy turned out to be a domineering president after becoming a human?Obviously, the few times I met before, the puppy was also a stupid, cute, idiot and loyal dog, so are the stupid, idiotic, and loyal dogs only for the little uncle?

The little fox was silent for a moment: "No, actually now that I think about it, in my previous life, although the little dog had no human form, as long as it wasn't by my little uncle's side, it was also a little bully in the mountains, a vicious dog who would bite anyone." So his little uncle was a dog. Is the self-propelled humanoid debuff on puppies?

In the dressing room separated by a door, the moment the door was closed, the vicious dog turned into a husky in seconds, squatting back to Feng Shang's side in a second.

The director's eyelids twitched.

It didn't take long for Lin Xiang to land in the air, and he started to raise the crew's affairs. Usually, if there is anything, it is usually announced by the assistant Sister An or Du Guangwei, so he doesn't know Lin Xiang very well.

It's just that before Lin Xiang always came to the film crew to look for Gu Fengshang, the director and the film crew met a lot of people, so he took it for granted that this Boss Lin really looked a little stupid and a little idiot in front of Gu Fengshang .

After all, the whole company knew that this Lin was always caught in bed by the chairman and his wife because he liked men, and was even sent abroad, only to be picked up recently.

The director, who hadn't been back to the company for a long time, realized at this time that Boss Lin really is as cold and tyrannical as the rumors in the company's gossip group!

Throwing away the idiot face, he is even a little handsome when he is cold!

The director was overwhelmed by the general manager's domineering aura for a while, but the next second he had to face the idiot general manager who was eager to pick up Fengshang for an inspection. The director couldn't help showing a disgusted expression for a while.

Fortunately, Gu Fengshang and Lin Xiang didn't care about the director at the moment.

Gu Fengshang patted Lin Xiang's shoulder reassuringly: "Don't worry, it's okay, just a little bit." Gu Fengshang paused: "A little bit into the drama."

Gu Fengshang lowered his eyes, and his eyes were still full of complex emotions that were difficult to control. He was a little bit involved in the drama, but of course what made him unable to control himself was not simply entering the drama, but after he substituted himself, suddenly emerged from his mind. memories, those of his time as a fox.

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When Fengshang was 120 years old, his elder sister finally transformed, and on the first day of transformation, she slipped down the mountain to play without telling everyone. When the old fox of the Feng family found out that his daughter ran away from home, the fox’s fur exploded. , Put the youngest son who has not yet transformed into his mouth and ran out of their hills.

At the foot of the mountain, Feng Shang, who is still a little fox who can't change form, saw the mountain king on the opposite mountain, a snake demon, and his wife who was just pregnant and was taken care of like a baby.

Then, the little fox was thrown into a temple by his own father. The old fox still licked his neck and said, "Good boy, dad is going to find your sister. You wait here and don't run away. When you find your sister, you will come back." pick you up."

When the old fox left, he could still hear his son scolding loudly behind his back: "Smelly old man!"

The little fox was found by a young monk the next day, and was taken to meet the old monk.

The little fox's fur was blown up by his father yesterday, but it hasn't been smoothed out until today. When he saw the old monk, he was frightened and frightened. The whole fox didn't know where to go.

That's no ordinary old monk, that's a reincarnated Buddhist monk!

Is his stinky dad crazy!

Leaving his own son outside the Buddhist temple, does he want to come back and see his son's bones!

The little fox was scurrying around in the Buddhist hall with furry hair, and the little monk foolishly chased after the little fox. The old monk sat on the futon with his eyes closed, actually squinting secretly at the bustle in the Buddhist hall. Smile invariably.

After arguing for an unknown amount of time, the little fox and the young monk lost their strength, and collapsed on both sides of the old monk.

The old monk moved a bit, and the little fox was so frightened that he wanted to run away again, but his legs were so weak that he swayed twice and fell to the ground and rolled twice, hitting the futon just in time.

The old monk reached out and picked up the little fox.

The little fox only felt that my life was over, but the old monk just hugged it up, running his wrinkled hands from head to tail, and the furry fur was subdued all at once, and the gentle breath enveloped the little fox.

The little fox showed his black eyes and looked at the old monk suspiciously.

At that time, the old monk laughed twice: "Your father and I were close friends in previous lives."

The little fox and the little monk both showed surprised expressions. The little fox couldn't speak at that time, but the little monk couldn't wait to ask, "Does Master have fairy friends?"

The old monk looked kindly.

The little fox suddenly remembered a friend that his old stinky dad always talked about, but the friend the stinky old man talked about was not a monk, but a mortal scholar. If it wasn't for his protection, he would have been beaten to death by bullies long ago. The only advantage is that the wine he brews is fragrant and mellow, and he can write sour poems.

老爹还说，就是酸秀才的情诗帮老爹追求到了娘，就是后来这件事揭穿后，老爹被娘狠狠揍了一顿，还分房睡了几十年。

However, the old man said that the sour scholar had no daughter-in-law all his life, and died after brewing wine for him for 90 years alone.

The author has something to say:

Question: Why does Lin Xiaogou rarely play?

Lin Xiang: Because I want to manage the company.

Gu Fengshang looked over.

Lin Xiang: Wang Wang Wang!