The sand sculpture stand-in and the boss agreed to get married

The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, Xingua said fuck fuck fuck, why can't Yun sleep~

The people jumping up and down in the melon fields were busier than the nine-to-six migrant workers. They were forced to enter the melon fields at eight o'clock in the morning to do morning exercises in the comment section of Fu Yanle's new Weibo.

[Southern University?Is this the result of your pouting all night?How dare you! 】

[I'm a freshman at Nantah University. The typesetting of this student photo is the same as that of my brother who majored in the same major. There is also a school badge on it. It must not be a fake! 】

[French department?Not a dance major? 】

[The sisters above look like they entered the melon field halfway. The dance major is guessed by everyone, and Xiao Fu never said it. 】

[French?Damn dog than!You don't usually say a few decent romantic sentences to coax me, and you swear every day. Is that how you went to college? 】

[Since it belongs to NTU, there was a lot of trouble last night, why didn't NTU respond? 】

The black fans got new inspiration, and immediately launched a new round of brainwashing comments around the theme of "Fu Yanle's p student photo, touching porcelain at Nantah University", and then said "Fu Yanle may be a Nantah student, but he has bad conduct, so Nantah University does not want to claim it". Pull a new wave of wind direction.

The housekeeper drove to the familiar joint location, and only left the back door after seeing Fu Yanle complete a set of familiar rush-climb-over the wall and landed, and drove to the front parking place.

Fu Yanle took off his gloves, turned around and let out an uncontrollable scream——

"wipe!"

"..." An Shigou wiped his face, glaring at this pink egg that fell from the sky.

The two of them took a step back in tacit understanding, and opened up the frightening distance that is said to be "this distance is either for hands or for kisses".

Fu Yanle patted his frightened little heart, "Why are you here?"

"What do you think?" An Shigou looked Fu Yanle up and down, "What did you do last night? Why did you change your clothes!"

"I look like someone who can't afford clothes?" Fu Yanle reached out and patted the tip of the trembling woolen hat, and walked around him.

An Shigou hurriedly followed, "I ate melons all night!"

Fu Yanle turned his head and glanced at the two sluggish shadows under his eyes, "I can see that you exude a spirit of vigor."

"It says on the Internet that your student ID is from P? Is it true?" An Shigou followed closely behind Fu Yanle, "I said you are also stupid, why are you p in Nanjing University? How dare you! That is Double first-class, top prestigious school, it is very proud! Now things are getting worse and worse, if NTU finds out, be careful to slap you in the face!"

"It turns out that someone stretched out his face and begged me to give him a slap." Fu Yanle paused, and quickly reached out to cover An Shigou's head that was rushing towards him.

An Shigou was forced to stop his reckless steps, and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

"No reason." Fu Yanle withdrew his hand, put two fingers together and moved from the forehead to the front, and smiled softly, "I have received your concern. Don't worry, your father never makes pictures, they are all real materials."

An Shigou was stunned, and then became even angrier, "Who cares about you! Don't put gold on your face! If you want to ask me if I will, first see if you are worthy!"

"Okay." Fu Yanle looked away from his blushing ear tips, thinking to himself—oh, no, this young man is quite arrogant, which suits his name quite well.

An Shigou's thought was exposed, and he didn't want to be in the same breath as Fu Yanle. He squatted on the spot and watched Fu Yanle's cheerful back gradually walk away, and jumped up suddenly and stomped on the ground.

"Fuck! Why do you care about him? Does he have anything to do with you!"

"Now that you have been seen through, are you satisfied? Fu Yanle's virtue, I don't know how to be proud of it in the future!"

An Shigou thought of Fu Yanle's smiling face, and felt that he had instantly turned into a hot and stupid firebird, just waiting to spread his wings and soar into the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

"...Huh!"

An Shigou took three deep breaths on the spot, took out his mobile phone from his bag, and skillfully entered Fu Yanle's Weibo comment area from his account. He found that Fu Yanle's black fans were fierce, organized and disciplined, and the fans who spoke for Fu Yanle seemed to be losing. .

He quickly clicked on his assistant's WeChat: [Did your friend who graduated from Nanjing University reply?Is it real? 】

The assistant sent a short voice: "The student ID card is real. My classmate asked the French department. There is someone like Fu Yanle. The top universities are usually very busy. If I didn't ask, they would not know about it at all."

When An Shigou heard this, the bellows in his throat suddenly whimpered. He confidently entered the Weibo comment area and commented in a trumpet: [What's the use of you guessing here? Are you really letting @南都大学 come directly? Check it out! 】

As soon as the comment was posted, An Shigou quickly quit Weibo and fled the trail quickly.

Here, Fu Yanle has already entered the recording room and got the lyrics of the divided part.

When the director entered the recording room with soymilk in his hands, Fu Yanle had already listened to the demo twice, and was leaning on the sofa with a calm expression on his face.He walked over, and the old god said, "Yan Le, what surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

Fu Yanle looked up and said shyly, "So many."

The director took a sip of soy milk and was very suspicious of Fu Yanle's identity.

Before Fu Yanle learned from his deputy that "the investor does not allow Lin Qingtong to be used", he replied "Yes", and within 10 minutes, Yaoguang Entertainment sent the same reply.

Yaoguang Entertainment is one of the best brokerage companies, not to mention that it is backed by the Zongchen Group and has the surname "Yu".

Of course, this could be a coincidence.

But as an old man in the circle, if his eyes and sense of smell were not sharp enough, he would have been swallowed by a pile of human spirits.The director is sure that Fu Yanle's temperament and temperament are either spoiled by some big boss, or he grew up in the water of wealth.

Xu Shi's director's gaze was too direct and focused, and the teacher of the music group beside him couldn't help coughing.

The director withdrew his thoughtful gaze, "Yan Le, are you ready? If you're ready, we'll start recording the song."

Fu Yanle gestured, "Ouke."

The director said: "Okay, the film crew will come in and take a sideshow."

"We're here too." Tang Wan Bai slipped into the recording room, followed by An Shigou, who still hadn't calmed down.

Tang Wan Bai excitedly sat down on the sofa, looked around and said, "Where are Teacher Meng and the others?"

"They recorded in Room [-], with three people on each side." The director was attracted by An Shigou's puffer-like face, and couldn't help asking, "Xiao An, who recruited you again?"

Relying on Fu Yanle being inside, An Shigou boldly said, "A dog."

The teacher in the music group touched the earphones and said to the earphones, "Come on, Yanle, don't be nervous, and give me a hint when you're ready."

"Okay." Fu Yanle split a small fork, manually adjusted the distance between the wheat and the accompaniment, "The night is cool, the star is three o'clock, I look up at the sky. On the long street, the wind is like clusters, and you are separated by stars."

The teacher in the music group's eyes lit up, and he immediately gave Fu Yanle a thumbs up in the middle.She was worried that Fu Yanle could not sing well, and she was already planning to work overtime, but she never expected Fu Yanle to amaze her again!

Fu Yanle's timbre is clearer and cleaner, but the two lines just now are lazy and blurred, and the ending has its own hook, singing romantic love.What was even more surprising was that Fu Yanle sang so emotionally that she was instantly placed on the long street, as if the night breeze was blowing gently, and the person with the sharpest heart was standing under the shadow of the tree.

The sweetness of surprise and sudden loss are all expressed in a few words.

The melody in the earphones was warm and delicate. Fu Yanle waited to enter the chorus, closed his eyes and sang: "I am in the stars, far away, and you are in Yinhan, faint. You and I are hand in hand, and the evening and the morning."

The teacher in the music group adjusted the earphones and reminded in a low voice: "Sing the last chorus, pay attention to the volume."

"Hey." An Shigou poked Tang Wanbai who was holding his face, "Do you think Fu Yanle can do it?"

"Sure!" Tang Wanbai pointed to the teacher of the music group, "You burst into laughter without looking at the teacher's face, and it's been 2 minutes and you still haven't stopped, it's a one-off!"

"Oh." An Shigou turned his head, saw the teacher made an OK gesture, and then made a love gesture with a private product, and then Fu Yanle returned a heart, and the two fought a love biubiu battle through the glass.

"...Heh." An Shigou thought: Another subdued mortal, superficial!

The director heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and said to Fu Yanle who came out: "Yanle, you make me feel superior."

"Dankesi." Fu Yanle smiled shyly, and leaned in front of the teacher of the music group, "Teacher, is there anything that needs to be adjusted?"

"No, it's perfect." The teacher of the music group said in a loving voice, "Your tone is set very well. I feel like I'm in love."

The two started a second wave of love Biubiu battles face to face, until An Shigou passed between them like a calf.

"...cough." The music group teacher withdrew Bi Xin's little hand reluctantly, and continued to return to work.

Fu Yanle walked to the sofa and sat down, took the Wahaha from Tang Wanbai, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Yanle, you are the embodiment of surprise." Tang Wanbai said excitedly, "I thought you didn't know anything at first, but you are so good at dancing and studying, and now I have to go through it again, you are like a treasure chest!"

Fu Yanle said: "Looks like you didn't eat less melons last night?"

"I watched the video and saw three o'clock. I went to Weibo at one o'clock and found out that you were on the trending search again. I started eating melons when I came together this morning, and I even liked your Weibo post with a trumpet. That's right!" Tang Wan Bai took out his mobile phone, and excitedly posted on Weibo, "You were inside just now, you must have no idea that the melons are fully ripe now!"

Fu Yanle curiously stretched out the dog's head——

[Southern Metropolitan University: Claim a bohemian and freedom-loving baby.I'm late, don't post Weibo to scold me (to finger.jpg) @美美无气Fu Yanle]

Tang Wanbai laughed loudly, "Your ability to piss people off is too strong, it's really famous far and wide."

"Goose!" Fu Yanle smiled politely, looking at the comments——

[My dream school appeared in broad daylight! 】

[Dumb Heizi!Continue to edit!Spreading rumors every day to earn paper money for myself, I wish I could kill you! 】

[Russian language department's own experience: Fu Yanle's appearance should be in the class, but he is really bohemian and loves freedom.He is very low-key, and his hat is always on his body, but he has won the first place in his major, won a scholarship, and went abroad for a year of exchange in the middle, but he didn't know why he didn't continue to study. 】

[Senior Fu's direct school girl is here, she was attracted by the official blog!The teacher said that he studied French as a hobby, and he didn't want to rely on his major for a living. 】

[Can you go to NTU because of your hobby?Versailles go woo woo woo! 】

[I was edited by the neighbor next door. My good night bell is a short piece of "Life in the Rose" that Fu Yanle sang at the class meeting back then. I recorded it by squatting at the back door!After listening to it for four years in a row, I have been pregnant with 108 babies! 】

[I have a friend who wants to conceive 109 babies! 】

【I make an appointment for 110 births...】

……

Fu Yanle turned his head as if feeling something, and met Tang Wanbai's eager eyes, "..."

Tang Wanbai twitched the hand holding his face, slowly took out a face flower, and said anxiously: "Yan Le, let me conceive your 10086th child!"

"..." Fu Yanle quickly calculated the assets under his name, feeling that he suddenly became poor.

I don't know if Yu Jingchen will pay to raise a few piles for him.

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