Substitute unspoken rules

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When approaching the entrance of the company, a group of strangely dressed people gathered downstairs, looking around from time to time, looking like paparazzi or illegitimate children.

The assistant turned his head to remind Song Yike, and saw Song Yike who was clutching his phone, looking a little embarrassed.

"Brother, are you alright!

Shall we still go in from the underground garage? "

Song Yike was about to find an excuse to hang up the indecent video, when the assistant suddenly appeared and startled him: "Ah!

What did you say? "

"Brother, did I say we should go directly upstairs through the underground garage?"

Song Yike obviously didn't listen carefully to what the assistant said, and hurriedly replied: "Well, okay..." Immediately, he put the mobile phone in front of his eyes, and half-closed his eyes to look for Xin Shangzhi's figure.

Xin Shangzhi seemed to be waiting for him. He put away the indecency just now, and stared at the screen with the corner of his mouth curled up, asking, "Who? Where are you now?"

Song Yike couldn't help frowning when he saw Xin Shangzhi's complexion getting worse and worse. He felt a little scared when he thought of the muffled sound coming from the floor just now, but Xin Shangzhi seemed to be indifferent, and still acted foolishly.

How could there be such a person who doesn't know how to take care of his body? Song Yi couldn't help complaining in his heart, but he still couldn't help asking: "Is there something wrong with you? Did you bump into it when you got up?"

Xin Shangzhi was slightly taken aback, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he chuckled: "Are you cursing me?

Wrecking your brain when you wake up? "

"Ok?"

Song Yi could hear Xin Shangzhi say this, only to realize that there might be something wrong with his expression. Only Xin Shangzhi's pale face was in his head that was covered with paper. He didn't notice that his words were not expressive at all, so he could only refute : "No, I...I mean you...

you look bad right now...

And just now..."

With a smile on the corner of Xin Shangzhi's mouth, he asked calmly, "Oh! What happened just now?

Song Yike moved his head closer to the screen, and replied with some unease: "I just... I just thought you just fell down, there is no other meaning."

When Xin Shangzhi heard the answer, he laughed even more presumptuously, "You're so stupid!"

"I accidentally knocked down the clothes hanger." After saying that, Xin Shangzhi pointed to the wooden clothes hanger that collapsed in the corner behind him. Song Yike saw it, and couldn't help but feel ashamed and flustered on his face.

Xin Shangzhi squinted his eyes, and the man who was fascinated by the deep peach blossom eyes was fascinated. After a few seconds, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Can you be more serious?"

"Ok?"

"If it was me who just fell down, it wouldn't be as simple as breaking my head! Can I still video with you?"

Song Yike pursed his lips and nodded, staring at the screen for a long time before realizing that he had arrived at the company, so he slowly said to Xin Shangzhi: "You have a good rest, I'm at the company!"

After hanging up the video, Song Yike began to be absent-minded. The assistant sniffed the gossip and came over, blinking her bright eyes and asked excitedly: "Brother, you you you you...you are not in love, are you?" ?”

Song Yi ignored it, and quickly took out the mask from his pocket and put it on.

The assistant didn't care about his silence at all, and became excited on his own. While handing over the hat and sunglasses, he also carefully observed the expression on his face, as if he wanted to see through his disfigured red face under the mask to confirm.

He hurriedly took the hat and sunglasses and put it on so that the assistant would not stare at him nervously, but the assistant didn't seem to notice his warning eyes, and kept asking: "Brother, this...can this be true?" Right! I followed you all day long, why didn't I notice, you couldn't have just found me a sister-in-law in just these two days!"

"Oh my God, who is so awesome and can take you in? I feel so bad. I don't think anyone in the circle can match you. Could it be someone outside the circle? No way ~ you don't have time to contact the circle Outsider, oh, brother, tell me who it is, you were so soft and sweet when you called just now, it made me sour..."

Song Yike felt that the painting style was deviated, and the more he listened to it, the more he felt that the assistant's words sounded like his own cabbage had been kicked by a pig.

Song Yi couldn't bear it anymore, glared at him through the sunglasses, and immediately stopped the assistant's annoying mouth like a fly: "Shut up!"

"It's sweet and soft, I'm not a girl! Be careful with your words."

The assistant retracted her head aggrieved, and said softly: "I mean you look very..." Sweet,

In the end, under Song Yike's gaze, Dongdong still didn't dare to spit out the last two, but still with a probing expression, Song Yike was impatient, and hurriedly urged the assistant to get out of the car: "Hurry up!" Son, I'm going to rehearse!"

The assistant hurriedly covered her mouth, and finally muttered in a low voice: "Understood, anyway, I won't tell other people, I'm very tight-lipped, maybe I can see the empress Zhenggong soon."

Song Yike raised his forehead, he didn't dare to imagine what his assistant would look like when he saw Xin Shangzhi, besides, now Xin Shangzhi and him are still in a nurturing relationship...

The assistant skillfully got out of the car and checked around. After returning, the two carefully covered themselves and went upstairs. As soon as they got back to the company, the manager asked him to discuss some details of the concert stage set.

After Song Yike wrote down his requirements in detail, he went to the practice room to practice with the backup dancer. He left a few times in the middle to practice walking and finding a camera with the photography teacher. He didn't have time to turn on his phone until the evening.

When he first turned on the phone, there were many missed calls, most of which were from Uncle Chen and Xin Shangzhi in the last 10 minutes or so. He has been busy with the concert, but he forgot that Xin Shangzhi said in the morning that he would come to pick up. his business.

When Song Yike was about to pick up his mobile phone to return a call, he found that some of the calls were a string of unfamiliar numbers, and there were still several unread emails.

According to past experience, the emails usually contain some messy things from illegitimate students and black fans, which can be directly handed over to the manager and assistants, but this time he accidentally opened the email.

When he clicked on the unread emails in the inbox, a series of pictures immediately jumped out. He flipped through a few with trembling hands. It was a twisted and hideous arm, which was obviously broken by an accident or man-made. After turning to the next few pictures At that moment, his heart was hanging in mid-air——these were some photos of Xin Shangzhi leaning on the Maybach wearing sunglasses.

Song Yike backed out holding his breath, and then clicked on another email, which resolutely wrote a few large characters: Xin Shangzhi's hand or your hand, choose one!

Song Yike felt dizzy for a moment, and managed to stand still by holding on to the corner of the table. Immediately, the strange numbers jumped out again, which was as unsettling as those big characters. Key: "What did you do to him?"

Song Yi didn't dare to imagine what Wang Chongyang would do, so he almost roared and asked.

Wang Chongyang laughed a few times: "Just wait, sooner or later, I will chop off Xin Shangzhi's hand sooner or later!

As for you, kneel down and beg me, and I will think about it! "

"you………"

"Hahaha, don't say I don't dare, little bastard, I have been around for so many years, and there is nothing I dare not. Like Xin Shangzhi, I could break three of them with one hand. If I hadn't fallen down now, my turn Get him on top of me?"