After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

Until the time when he got in the car, Hang Yang didn't say a word, he was so obedient, he was completely different from the image of barking his teeth and claws in the ward just now.

Hang Xiutu helped Hang Yang open the rear door: "You sit in the back, and I'll drive."

Hang Yang froze for a moment: "brother, didn't you bring the driver?"

"No need." Hang Xiutu only took it lightly, then put on the mask and put on the seat belt.

He didn't say anything, Hang Yang didn't dare to ask more questions, he just carefully looked at the car he drove: Audi Q8, it's not cheap, but it's not ostentatious, if you consider Shanghang Xiutu's status and family background, it can be said to be low-key It's outrageous.

Hang Xiutu, handsome in appearance, young and promising, has a strong sense of responsibility, speaks little and keeps a low profile.The whole figure is like a flower covered in fog, so perfect that it is unreal.

Hang Yang had collaborated with him in his previous life, but in fact, the word "cooperation" was really not enough—coincidentally, it was the Republic of China spy war drama "The Name" that Liu Han in the ward used to mock him.

He played a progressive student in it, and he went off the assembly line at the speed of light after showing his face in 3 episodes. There were only two scenes with Hang Xiutu who could barely be called rivals: one was selling magazines on the street, and the crowd saw the male lead played by Hang Xiutu, like He thought he had seen it somewhere before, so he waved at him, but the male lead didn't respond, he just lowered his hat and mixed into the crowd and left in a hurry; in the second scene, he was shot dead in front of the male lead.

Hang Yang still remembers the opportunity to get the role.That day in the supporting role audition, in order to relieve his tension, he drew a number and went aimlessly to a place with few people. Unexpectedly, he ran into Hang Xiutu by the window at the end of the corridor on the top floor. At that time, the man was silently leaning against the window frame. Smoke, no one around.

I don't know who gave me the courage, Hang Yang suddenly rushed forward, and when he came back to his senses, his mouth had already spoken before his brain: "Mr. Hang, can you sign me?"

Yes, he is a fan of Hang Xiutu.

He still clearly remembers Hang Xiutu's reaction at that time. The man looked away from the window and extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand. His beautiful light brown eyes were shining brightly in the winter sun, but they couldn't warm up the man's stern temperament: "You who is it?"

Only then did Hang Yang feel nervous: "I am, I am here to audition..."

Hang Xiutu didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand to Hang Yang.

Hang Yang froze for a moment.

"Isn't it a signature?"

"Oh," Hang Yang finally came to his senses. He rummaged through his body and couldn't find a suitable piece of paper. He was so anxious that he was sweating all over, and kept saying "sorry" and "excuse me", wishing he could slap him to death The self who rushed up without preparation just now.

Hang Xiutu just watched him rummage through, with no trace of irritability or displeasure on his face. After a while, seeing Hang Yang getting more and more embarrassed, he said, "If you don't mind, I'll sign your cuff."

"Don't mind, don't mind!"

Coincidentally, just after signing, the director of "Famous" went upstairs to talk to Hang Xiutu.Probably because I smiled so brightly at that time, and the beam of light outside the window hit my face, which made me look extra dazzling...

Hang Yang was smiling lightly, when he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder, he turned his head and faced the chief director: "Stay for a while, I have a small role for you."

Hang Yang was dumbfounded on the spot, and heard the director continue to say in a trance: "You look good when you smile."

"There is no haze, full of vitality."

Hearing this, Hang Xiutu raised his face slightly, and some smiles flashed from his indifferent eyes: "Not bad."

"That's right" - there is a high probability that it was mentioned casually, or casually echoed out of face... But who cares, Hang Yang is crazy.

Hang Yang has forgotten how he left that day, and only remembers the joy gushing out of his chest. Until now, even after a lifetime, when he thinks back to that moment, he will still be infected by that joy.

But unfortunately, no one would have thought that "Famous" would be his last play.

Just as Hang Yang was thinking about it, the idol bathed in light in his memory suddenly drew closer to him from afar, and Hang Xiutu's deep voice produced a little subtle "resonance" with his previous life.

It's a pity that the content of the speech really upset Hang Yang: "Hang Yang, I used to go home seldom, but I also heard a little about the embarrassing things you did."

Hang Yang: "..."

"I don't care what happened between you two," Hang Xiutu always spoke calmly, his words and deeds were full of elegance in his bones, "That Ren Liu's behavior this time is indeed inappropriate. How about it, I just voted for a variety show , the producer originally intended to invite him to participate, and I plan to remove his name."

When Hang Yang heard it, he almost jumped up in the narrow compartment: "Brother, no need!"

Hang Xiutu was a little surprised, but he only raised his eyebrows: "The reason?"

Hang Yang: "..."

Of course he couldn't say "This bastard is the protagonist of this book and the center of the universe, I dare not offend him completely", and searched for excuses on the spot.

"Uh, since the program group has appointed him as a guest, it must have considered traffic, word-of-mouth, and cost-effectiveness. Since Ren Liu is suitable, there is no need to affect the program because of my personal affairs."

Fortunately, Hang Xiutu obviously didn't want to spend too much time on such trivial matters, so he just gave a light "um" and never mentioned it again.

Hang Yang was cautiously relieved.After a while, he realized belatedly: Hang Xiutu didn't misunderstand my old love, did he?

Hiss—Hang Yang shivered.

In the original book, this conversation also took place between the Hang family brothers on their way home from the hospital. At that time, the distraught original owner also refused. The reason is very simple: just can't let go of the humble love.

Of course, the reason for Hang Yang's refusal was not this, it was because he didn't want Hang Xiutu to have a gap with Ren Liu - after all, those who sang against the protagonist in Shuangwen all died particularly miserable.

Furthermore, there will be a day when my identity as a fake young master will be revealed. At that time, Hang Xiutu will find that he is hard to be the boyfriend of his real brother because of a counterfeit. At that time, all the embarrassment and guilt will aggravate his loathing for him.

Hang Yang didn't want to get involved in the emotional entanglements between the protagonists at all. Taking advantage of his recovery from a serious illness, it would be the best policy to chop off the messy debts of the original owner.

He has only two plans now, one, to build a good relationship with the Hang family, and leave by himself one day without losing his dignity; two, to do a good job in his career and firmly hold his future and money in his hands is the real thing!

Hang Yang is really puzzled, the original owner has such a good family background and appearance, he could have easily made a fortune, but he has to spend all his energy on a man.Besides, what did Tu Ren leave behind?A growth-type male protagonist who is not very good at shaping, to put it bluntly, in the early stage, he has no talent, no money, and no temperament. He has nothing but a full stomach. Did the original owner fancy his face?

It would be even more outrageous if it was a picture of a face. Hang Yang really wanted to grab the collar of the original owner to wake him up: If you like handsome guys, look in the mirror!Isn't it better than Ren Liu?

Furthermore, Hang Xiutu sitting in front is the most handsome national male god, no matter the eyebrows or outline, they are so perfect that they seem to be the treasure of the country under the hands of the master.The original owner grew up watching such a face, how could he be confused by the face? !

Hang Yang was thinking about it in a mess, but he didn't notice that the car had already driven into the villa area, and finally stopped in front of a house.

"Here, come down." Hang Xiutu explained to Hang Yang while unfastening his seat belt, "After your accident, your parents couldn't accept it for a while, and the psychiatrist suggested changing your living environment, so they moved."

Hang Yang nodded and looked at the large villa with carved beams and painted columns outside the car window. It was hard to believe that this was the living place of a family of five.

He got out of the car, stared at the huge brightly lit building in front of him, and muttered a word in a daze: "Home..."

Hang Xiutu seemed to have heard it, his eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Facing him, a man with gray hair hurried forward: "Second Young Master! Did you pick up Young Master yourself? Hey, I can't help it! Why didn't you tell me to send someone to pick you up?"

"Don't be so exaggerated," Hang Xiutu put the key in the man's hand, his tone was still indifferent but polite, "Uncle Li, please stop the car for me, I'll take Hang Yang back first."

"Okay, okay," Uncle Li looked at Hang Yang and laughed, the fine lines around his brows and eyes were all in a ball of laughter, he patted Hang Yang's back lightly, being intimate but not overstepping the rules, "Young master can be regarded as a good come back gone."

Hang Yang recognized him. Uncle Li was the housekeeper of the Hang family. He had been working with the Hang family couple long before the original owner was born.After he woke up, he came to visit him many times, and from time to time, he also came to deliver extra meals to help him change his taste after eating bland and nutritious meals every day. He did things very properly and reliably.

Hang Yang knew that such a person seemed insignificant, but in fact he had to be respected. He nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Li, for taking care of you during this time, and I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Look at what the young master said, this is what I should do." Uncle Li said it humbly, but the smile on his face deepened, and it seemed to be quite useful, "Hey, two young masters, please come in, the door is cold .”

Hang Xiutu nodded and led Hang Yang into the door.

The nanny at home was still busy in the kitchen ping pong pong, she heard the movement and ran out quickly, wiping her hands on the apron hastily: "I was waiting for the second young master's call, I thought I would call Xiao Liu to pick him up, So dinner is late..."

"It's okay," Hang Xiutu interrupted her, "Just make two meals for Hang Yang, I've already eaten."

The nanny nodded quickly, smiled at the young master with a little flinch and flattery, and hurried back to the kitchen.

This Sister Zhang is an honest person with an honest face and good craftsmanship, but she is naturally far inferior to an old vixen like Uncle Li in dealing with people. It is obvious from her behavior that the original owner was definitely not easy to serve in the past. .

"The layout of your room is exactly the same as before, the one on the far right on the second floor." Hang Xiutu walked towards the stairs, and Hang Yang hurriedly followed, "Mom has been reluctant to enter your room since your accident, usually by Sister Zhang Cleaned regularly, very clean.”

Hang Xiutu pushed open the door: "Go in and have a rest, Sister Zhang will bring up the supper later."

Hang Yang nodded obediently, and was about to go in, when suddenly a strong hand clenched his wrist, and when he turned his head, he was a little nervous: "Brother?"

Unexpectedly, Hang Xiutu suddenly stretched out his hand to wipe the tip of his nose lightly, and his calloused fingertips lightly brushed against Hang Yang's skin, which aroused a little itchiness.Hang Yang jumped back half a step in reflex on the spot, covered the tip of his nose tightly, and shouted in a muffled voice: "Brother!"

Like a kitten whose tail has been stepped on.