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

People live in this world, each has its own pursuit and long-cherished wish.

Some people want to wake up from a [-]-square-meter bed every day, first drive a Rolls-Royce Illusion into the [-]-square-meter bathing pool for a morning wash, and then take a private plane to the dining room to enjoy a full banquet, and then drive a dazzling The cool tractor headed vigorously to the top of the mountain, and finally sat cross-legged on the Jinyin Mountain, looking at thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Compared with other sentient beings, An Shigou felt that his wish was as simple and pure as dirt, as humble and cowardly as a licking dog, because he only wanted to change his name.

In order to change a name that he could see directly, An Shigou had fought his life at least five times in his life.

He has played and rolled in front of his parents, live-streamed emo literature, Internet suppression cloud literature, youth pain literature, etc. in the circle of friends late at night, hung a scarf over the balcony fence on the second floor in front of the gate on the first floor, and wiped ketchup on his wrists , chili sauce, red lip glaze, etc., and even used the traditional intangible cultural heritage-jumping curse on parents.

But neither worked.

His parents asked someone to figure it out, and the damn charlatan said that this name belonged to him by nature, and was blessed by their ancestors who settled down, so he has struggled until now, and is still "time-stained".

If netizens suspect that he is contemptuous of his ability and acting skills when he won the award, then whoever dares to look at his name like Fu Yanle with "three points of ridicule, three points of joy and four points of hahahaha" is treating him and his whole family , the ultimate humiliation to eighteen generations of his ancestors.

"Ahhhhh!" An Shigou pushed Gordon away, ignoring the other party's weak waist and the authentic clip sound bending a few waves in the low air, and roared viciously, "Say it again!"

Fu Yanle has always been a kind-hearted person who is willing to help others, so he immediately took out very standard Mandarin and said word by word, with cadence: "You, yes, dog!"

"Ahhh!" An Shigou's fists clicked excitedly. He stared at the butler's fair and slender neck, wishing he could pounce on the butler and bite a hole, so as to hit Fu Yanle, the cow, across the mountain.

The butler took a step forward with a calm expression, lowered his anger in his dantian, and prepared to strike first.

At the very second when the butler was about to make a move, An Shigou raised his head abruptly, and slapped the round-faced, bald-headed middle-aged male assistant behind him with one hand, "Look! He scolded me!"

This sound was full of grievances and sadness, and there was even a hint of crying. Looking at An Shigou again, his small face was as angry as a monkey's butt, and his ears seemed to have been blotted out. He was really energetic and playful.

"Get out of the way!" The assistant pushed An Shigou away with one hand, and walked towards the butler aggressively.

The butler raised his chin noblely and coldly, stretched out his palm and clicked on his neck.

The assistant stopped and said cautiously, "Which way are you on?"

The housekeeper said calmly, "Lihong Avenue."

What!The assistant took three steps back in shock.

Although the name of Lihong Avenue is a bit ordinary, the residents on this road are all extraordinary. No wonder this assistant looks so unusual!

The assistant immediately wiped Ling Liang's head, pulled An Shigou who was pumping his fists back a step, and clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me."

An Shigou's anger soared into the sky, and the frog doll on his chest was trembling with anger, "Excuse me! He robbed me of my dressing room and called me a dog! When he scolded me, he scolded you, you Can you bear it? If it's a real man, just fuck him!"

"I have to tell you a very cruel truth: the person who scolded you as a dog is the person who gave you the name, because he saw your real body early in the morning, and he was sure that this name suits you best. As for the dressing room," Fu Yanle Hooking his fingers, he recalled the pale-faced Gordon, "This was arranged by the production team. There is a grievance and a debtor, and you have to point out the scolding."

An Shigou slowly put his hands on his hips, and quickly flipped through the "Collection of National Essences Without Ma" in his mind.

At this moment, the deputy who heard the wind stopped in front of the door with his weight, staggered into the dressing room, and showed a humble smile to the people in the room, "I'm sorry, you two, the dressing room is shared by the two of you." , there is no exclusive statement."

"What!" An Shigou let out an angry cock crow, "Your program group is so poor! People's web dramas are worth more than you, why do you have so many financial backers? Are you all bankrupt!"

"Diligence and frugality have been a virtue since ancient times." The deputy subconsciously spoke for the director Zhou who was skinning his upper body, and leaned forward and said, "It's our fault that we didn't communicate with the two of you in advance, which caused a misunderstanding between the two of you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"..." A misunderstanding made An Shigou unable to explode, he turned around and left with a cold snort, and woke up suddenly when he reached the door——

No, what a fart, why should you leave?This is not Fu Yanle's dressing room!

An Shigou instantly puffed up his chest, assumed a posture that only a mature man could have, passed the butler's side aggressively, and sat down next to Fu Yanle.

The butler blocked Fu Yanle tightly with his tall and reliable body, and the mirror was also separated separately. An Shigou tried to sneak a peek, but reluctantly withdrew his gaze.

A barely audible chirp came into his ears, Fu Yanle felt hehe in his heart, stopped talking, closed his eyes and rested in peace.

A farce ended like this, and the dressing room suddenly fell into an eerie peace.

The butler and the assistant looked at each other, each standing beside their own family members.

The assistant must be on guard against his own artist who is still angry, and jumps up to hit the hijab with the same style as Miejue Shitai, making a big mistake.

The butler has already learned from the high-definition camera version of "Fu Yanle Hangs and Beats the Third Wife" sent by Xu Tezhu that Fu Shao is definitely not a fish in the pool, and he can kill his anger at any time by swallowing a red crane.

As an all-around high-paying talent in the new era, he has to be ready to clean up the scene for Fu Shao at any time, so as not to leave any future troubles.

An Shigou's makeup artist arrived at the scene, and the woman's sixth sense allowed her to see the three clusters of flames on An Shigou's forehead and the rolling fireball squeezed in her belly, so she chose to work in silence until she got off work.

Half an hour later, An Shigou half-opened his eyes, and let out a heavy "hum."

Fu Yanle continued to close his eyes and rest in peace, and said slowly: "The air in the nostrils is probably too big, just poke it a few times and it will be fine."

"...Humph!" An Shigou snorted again, retracted his eyes, raised his arms to embrace the frustrated self, and vowed to sign up for the "National Essence Essence Online Class" when he returned.

When he returns from his studies, it will be the time when Fu Yanle will be humiliated!

"Don't show me your transparent nasal cavity, it's better to save your shit-filled mind." Fu Yanle swallowed the last sip of coffee, and breathed out reverently, "Don't thank me for guiding your life, I have always been so kind, willing to burn myself to save those who have fallen."

"you--"

This time, An Shigou didn't have time to be humiliated again. The bald assistant, who knew well that "the enemy is strong and we are weak", reached out and pinched his mouth in time, and said to the makeup artist on the side: "Miss, if he opens his mouth again, put lipstick down his throat." inside."

The make-up artist was in awe of the daring assistant and immediately said, "Yes!"

"..." An Shigou was scared, really scared, and quickly shut his mouth tightly.

At this time, after finishing the last stroke, Gordon backed away slightly, the bellows in his throat pulled loudly, and let out a long sobbing sound, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow, this is absolutely amazing!"

An Shigou couldn't control his young and agitated heart, reached out and pressed the button on the armrest of the chair, and pushed the back of the chair back with his back, his haughty eyes finally stepped out of the tall butler's figure, but touched Fu Yanle's face Suddenly froze.

[Fu Yanle is just a vase with only a face. 】

When An Shigou was surfing with a trumpet, he would often see comments similar to this sentence.He has never taken it seriously, after all, as long as he is a good-looking living person with little ability, he can be called a vase, but now, he has to admit——

Fu Yanle is a vase, but it is an antique vase worthy of collection!

Fu Yanle didn't wear foundation, and her skin showed a fair and moist natural luster.A white crane spread its wings in the corner of his left eye, elegant and elegant, with lines extending downward.

With a little white teardrop on his forehead as the wall, the left half of his face is painted, like a desolate exile, and the right half of his face is untouched, like a gorgeous mortal demon.

The two extreme beauties show a split-like visual impact on the same face.

An Shigou's eyes stiffly crawled down the white lines, sliding from Fu Yanle's deliberately pale lips to his neck, catching the lotus flower blooming on the side of his neck.

At this moment, Fu Yanle's Adam's apple moved, and the stamen trembled accordingly.

An Shigou heard his own saliva in the noisy silence, and... how many other saliva sounds? !

An Shigou turned around quickly, and found that the assistant's round face was already blushing strangely, and a pair of black eyes wanted to stick to Fu Yanle's face—fuck, useless lsp!

The butler was controlled by a very high degree of self-awareness, and within ten seconds he withdrew his amazed eyes, then picked up the phone, took a picture of Fu Yanle in the mirror openly, and explained, "Show me, sir."

"Okay." Fu Yanle has always been self-aware of his beauty, but this is the first time he painted this kind of pattern on his face. He thought it was beautiful and novel, so he took out his phone in a good mood, "I'll take a picture!"

The deputy at the side quickly wiped his mouth and stepped forward to stop him, "That Yanle, before the promotional photos are released, this look must not be revealed!"

"Don't reveal it." Fu Yanle took a picture of himself, and opened WeChat while talking nonsense, "Show it to my brother."

【Hey, let your long-term efficient eyes rest (selfie.jpg)】

The speed of Yu Jingchen's reply in seconds made Fu Yanle reasonably suspect that the other party was fishing.

Brother Chen: [It's very beautiful, thank you for your hard work. (thumbs.jpg)]

What kind of emoji is this for old people?The corners of Fu Yanle's mouth slightly raised, and he typed: [Wait for someone to put on makeup, it's not hard. 】

He thought for a while, and added rather virtuously: [Brother Chen has worked hard to make money. (Little panda drooling.jpg)]

Brother Chen: [No hard work, you have given me enough motivation. (struggle.jpg)]

ah?Fu Yanle replied: [Why? (Little Frog Doubt.jpg)]

Brother Chen: 【You are very delicate, my wallet must match it. (Fist.jpg)]

"Goose goose goose goose goose goose goose!" Fu Yanle let out a burst of silver bell-like laughter, looked up and found that everyone was stunned, and said quickly, "I'm so beautiful by myself, I'm sorry goose goose goose!"

Everyone: The delay you are delighted with is really comparable to 2G!

After putting on makeup, Fu Yanle saw the "team uniform" prepared by the program group, a white T-shirt, a pair of black sweatpants, and a pair of white canvas shoes.He asked sincerely: "May I ask the budget of the program group..."

The deputy rubbed his hands shyly, "It's okay, frugality is a virtue, and simplicity is supreme!"

"Okay." Fu Yanle accepted the concept of the program group and entered the locker room to change clothes. When he came out, he found that An Shigou had left his seat and was standing outside the locker room with the same simple team uniform.

Looking at each other, Fu Yanle raised his eyebrows and smiled, leaving a smile of unknown meaning, and left lightly.

"..." An Shigou touched his face subconsciously, and looked at the assistant beside him, "Is he despising my appearance with his eyes?"

The assistant reassured skillfully, "He just—"

"Although he does have the qualifications." An Shigou interrupted the assistant, bowed his head under the assistant's slightly gratified gaze, and found that his feet had taken on the posture of inferiority complex at some point.

"..." An Shigou activated his nasal cavity again, and let out a soft snort, "An antique vase is also a vase!"

The assistant smiled: Don't think I didn't notice that you looked at Fu Yanle with three points of surprise and three points of love, two points of struggle and two points of self-deception.

Fu Yanle didn't know that he had caused such a complicated emotional reaction from An Shigou. He followed his deputy to the shooting location, but stopped suddenly when he turned a corner.

At the same time, Gu Jiming, who was standing by the trash can and smoking a cigarette, raised his eyes, and when he saw Fu Yanle's face clearly, his breath was stagnant, then he curled his fingers slightly, and waved his hand, revealing a row of white teeth.

"Brother Yanle, good afternoon!"

Fu Yanle looked at the man in front of him with very trendy green hair and green fruit in his earpins, his tone was gentle and compassionate.

"Good afternoon, Cuizui."

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搋子: A tool for dredging the sewer.

I want to watch The Legend of Zhen Huan again, and I miss my Concubine Hua.