The son of the Republic of China dressed as a fake young master of salted fish

Seaside mansion, garage.

Gu Jincheng turned off the Bentley and waited quietly for a few minutes.

The interior of the car was warm, and there was only the sound of breathing quietly.

Gu Wenyue slept like a gentleman, even a little bit cute.

After a while, Gu Jincheng got out of the car and closed the door, walked around the front of the car, and took advantage of the opportunity to unbutton the suit in front of him.

After softly opening the passenger door, he bent down and leaned in, and gently unfastened Gu Wenyue's seat belt.

Gu Wenyue moved a little, but it was already the time to sleep in the past, and he slept very deeply and peacefully, and he didn't wake up.

There was just a slight hum from the plump lips.

It's like a little milk cat meowing, which has a kind of pitiful and cute meaning.

Gu Jincheng's arms reached under his knees, and he carried him out of the car.

The temperature outside the car is naturally not as high as inside the car, Gu Wenyue shrank his shoulders subconsciously, and leaned against Gu Jincheng's chest.

Gu Jincheng hugged him even tighter, the weight between his arms was not heavy, and he didn't look like the physique a grown man should have at all.

——The Gu family has treated him badly.

Gu Jincheng walked quickly, fearing that he would catch a cold.

The first floor of a brightly lit mansion.

When the servants saw that the Eldest Young Master came back with the Second Young Master in his arms, they were almost silent and forgot to say hello.

Everyone knows that Master True and False did not deal with each other before, but now the relationship is...

The intimacy of twists and turns.

Second master bedroom.

Butler Zhang just asked the master to take the medicine before he came out. When he closed the door and turned around, he saw the burly back of the young master and——

What's the situation? !

The eldest young master beat the second young master, right?

The second young master must have had an accident, right?

Steward Zhang almost stepped forward, never losing his composure like this.

Gu Jincheng strenuously went up to the third floor, he had already heard the voice downstairs, and when he turned around, he looked coldly at the person running downstairs with his phoenix eyes.

Butler Zhang didn't shout out "Eldest Young Master" stuck in his throat, all he knew was that the Eldest Young Master seemed to want him to shut up.

Looks all right?

Gu Jincheng continued to go up and went to Gu Wenyue's room after reaching the third floor.

Butler Zhang was sneaky, and for the first time in the Gu family mansion, he quietly followed behind like a thief, standing at the corner of the corridor and showing one eye to observe.

Gu Jincheng kicked open the bedroom door with his toe, and entered with the person in his arms.

Butler Zhang wondered: Second young master... fell asleep?

But the young master didn't wake him up, just hugged him back?

This is this...

Nana...

Butler Zhang's keen intuition didn't work, and he didn't draw any conclusions.

Shaking his head, he went downstairs.

Gu Wenyue's bedroom.

Gu Jincheng hugged him and lay on the bed, and helped him take off his shoes and the sweater he was wearing. Before he could move, he turned over, squeezed into the quilt, hugged the pillow and snorted, obviously Feel comfortable in bed.

The bedroom is carefully cleaned and cleaned by the maid every day, and the bedside table decorations and other places are tidy and tidy.

Nothing special, no personal preference.

There is even a feeling of living in a hotel, as if you are not planning to stay for a long time.

Gu Jincheng stood by the bed and stared at him for a long time, his fair face was very clear on the blue quilt, his eyebrows and eyes were clean and beautiful like ink paintings.

In the past, he hardly looked at Gu Wenyue's face.

No, it was Gu Wenyue who had never spoken to him so easily or even playfully.

After about 5 minutes, Gu Jincheng stepped on the carpet and walked to the small study on the other side of the brushed glass door.

on the desk.

The azure-glazed circle is surrounded by a circle of straight green leaves like green onions, and the snow-white flower balls next to each other are very round and lovely.

A thin layer of water, clean and clear, even the white hairs at the end of the flower ball can be clearly seen.

Gu Jincheng picked up the round wash, entered the bathroom, tilted the round wash to pour the water inside, and carefully protected the flower ball with the other hand to prevent it from falling.

Under the light, the blue-toned round wash and the snow-like narcissus balls are indeed beautiful and charming.

——Just like the snow-white face covered by the dark blue quilt.

the next morning.

Around ten o'clock.

Gu Wenyue opened his eyes and woke up with some discomfort.

He always felt that there seemed to be many things that he missed and forgot to do last night, and he couldn't remember how he got home and went to bed in a daze.

Suddenly remembering about Grandma Ding Hai, she was so startled that she hugged the quilt and sat up straight.

He lowered his head and realized that he was still wearing the jacket he was wearing when he went out, and his outer pants were taken off, but it was obvious that he had slept uncomfortably in the middle of the night and huddled up at the end of the quilt.

The more Gu Wen was anxious about Ding Hai's affairs, Gu had no choice but to feel comfortable, and hurriedly put on his wrinkled trousers and ran downstairs.

In the living room on the first floor, Butler Zhang was talking to the servant.

Gu Wenyue leaned on the handrail of the stairs at the corner of the first floor, and raised his voice: "Butler Zhang, I have something to trouble you."

Steward Zhang asked the servant to go to work first, then turned around and walked up the stairs, looking at the second young master with frizzy hair.

He asked in an orderly manner: "Is it about the Second Young Master's assistant?"

"The young master told me last night that I have arranged for a servant to go there. It is already nine o'clock."

"The place is outside the Fourth Ring Road. I arranged for her to stay in a hotel nearby. She will take care of that old lady for the past few days and come back to work when she is well."

"what?"

Hearing such a detailed and thoughtful arrangement, Gu Wenyue couldn't help rubbing his messy hair and smiling.

"It's my fault for falling asleep in a daze. It turns out that the elder brother has already told you. Then I will trouble you, butler Zhang."

Butler Zhang nodded: "It should."

"In addition, the young master said to provide you with a car and bodyguards. Do you think two bodyguards are suitable? For cars, there are seventeen vehicles of various sizes in the garage, and there are all kinds of models. Or tell me if you have any other favorite models. I arrange to order."

Gu Wenyue got a headache when he heard this, waved his hands and ran upstairs: "Forgive me, my good housekeeper, I can do whatever you want."

He ran back to the room as if fleeing, and hadn't washed his face yet.

Steward Zhang heard the second young master say this jokingly, and unconsciously raised his chest.

He had been in the Gu family's mansion for so many years, and for the first time he felt as if he had been highly recognized by the master.

bedroom.

Gu Wenyue took a shower and brushed his teeth, and was coming out wrapped in a bathrobe. When he looked at this handsome face in the mirror, he was shocked.

—his daffodils!

To die!

Gu Wenyue ran to the desk, and was surprised to find that the bottom of the washbasin was wet but there was no water.

Who poured it?

Gu Wenyue remembered that when he ate crab roe noodles in Zhenfu, he seemed to have mentioned it to Gu Jincheng.

At that time, he said it casually. Could it be that the elder brother of the Gu family listened to it?

or

—He sleepwalked himself?

If it is sleepwalking, it can be regarded as a good story.

——He, Gu Wenyue, can still think about this pot of narcissus in his deep sleep, so why not turn the narcissus into a big beauty to serve him?

Gu Wenyue's old god was there, and he washed one side of the daffodil ball again in a poetic and romantic mood, and filled it with a thin layer of water.

When he put it back, he muttered and muttered: "Narcissus, Narcissus, if you have a spirit, would you send me a beautiful woman?"

"Of course, you need a beautiful man, I don't want to serve others. Haha."

Gu Wenyue went downstairs happily, and went to "greetings" to Gu Chong with the steps of an idle young man.

Last night, Gu Wenyue didn't go to say good night, it was Gu Jincheng who did.

Gu Chong listened to Gu Jincheng's explanation that he went out for a meal, and didn't ask anything else.

——The main reason is that the eldest son is not very good at asking questions, and his mouth is strict.

At this moment, Gu Chong saw the adopted son with a relaxed posture and asked, "Wen Yue, did Jin Cheng say to take you to supper yesterday?"

Gu Wenyue nodded: "Yes."

He didn't say much, anyway, it was true.

Gu Chong asked: "Wen Yue, how are you getting along with Jin Cheng recently?"

"Did he say anything to you...unpleasant?"

Gu Wenyue smiled, leaned on the sofa and said, "Father, elder brother didn't say anything. Besides, there is nothing unpleasant to say between us. Father, don't worry."

In the past, the original owner and Gu Jincheng actually didn't have any deep hatred in the final analysis, they just felt aggrieved and resentful.

Aggrieved and resentful also belong to human nature, growing up in a wealthy family, and suddenly being told that the Lord is back and that he is a fake, as an ordinary person, you have to think about it, and you have to blame fate.

Gu Chong felt relieved when he saw that his adopted son was smiling, and it didn't seem like a lie.

but he started thinking about something else

——Jin Cheng treats Wen Yue like something special.I can't say exactly where, but I always care about this little brother.

Gu Chong recalled what his son had said to him in the hospital, so he said to his adoptive son: "Wen Yue, Jin Cheng promised me that he will always treat you as his own brother. If you have anything to do in the future, just look for him. Don't make a difference."

"Is that so?"

The more Gu Wen thought about it: No wonder, these two days Gu Jincheng has seen him warm up to him, there is such a reason for his feelings.

"I have nothing to do. My eldest brother is very kind to me. He even asked Butler Zhang to send me a car."

Gu Chong smiled, very satisfied with this: "You are the young master of the Gu family, let them arrange these matters."

He thought of another thing, "Wen Yue, Dad wants to discuss the equity issue with you."

Gu Wenyue jumped up before he finished listening, and said solemnly: "Father, I'm so hungry, I'm going to have breakfast! Let's talk!"

"Hey! Wen Yue!" Gu Chong leaned on the bed and waved, but the adopted son had already run out and even closed the door. "Really, what are you running for?"

He didn't want such a great thing, as if he was going to suffer.

Cui Ying, the little maid in the room, lowered her head vigorously, and couldn't help laughing.

In the afternoon, Gu Wenyue got into the Mercedes-Benz arranged by Butler Zhang, and took two bodyguards to meet Ding Hai at the program recording site.

Ding Hai was still the young man who had been beaten up, and he arrived at the scene an hour earlier to understand the situation.

The more Gu Wen saw him running towards him excitedly, he felt an urge to go home and get a good night's sleep.

he yawned in good time

—It's almost nap time.

Ding Hai wore a thick sweater today, and said gratefully: "Brother, thank you for that auntie!"

There is an aunt who is very efficient at home to take care of grandma, and it is all free of charge. He is really grateful.

Gu Wenyue waved his hand: "On this matter, didn't you just talk about it on the phone? It's not that I'm going to cook for your grandma, thank you for what I'm doing."

"Hey." Ding Hai smiled, looked at the two Zhou Zheng bodyguards behind him, walked side by side with him shoulder to shoulder, and whispered, "Brother, you look like a star now!"

Especially Gu Wenyue is wearing a light brown mid-length trench coat today, with an almond white sweater inside, and he looks particularly chic and romantic.

In fact, housekeeper Zhang gave the windbreaker to the bodyguard, saying that he was afraid that the second young master would catch a cold, so he had to bring a coat when he went out.

Just now when Gu Wenyue got out of the car, he slipped it on.

Gu Wenyue smiled, and put his arms around his shoulders: "Ding Hai, hurry up and tell me what the show is about!"

——Give me time to think about how to fish on the show.

"Oh oh oh." Only then did Ding Hai remember that he was still usurping the information given by the program group, "Just the calligraphy that wechat sent you, and practice calligraphy on the spot."

"It's okay bro, there are several guests whose handwriting is uglier than yours, so you don't need to prepare anything, just write it directly."

"..."

This consolation, after careful smacking, seems to have some truth.

Gu Wenyue looked at the live broadcast venue where people were coming and going, and whispered: "It's better to go home and take a nap."

Ding Hai pretended to cover his mouth: "Brother, don't talk about going home! Our money is twice as much!"

Seeing this, the bodyguard behind raised his hand and patted Ding Hai's shoulder: "Don't fight with the second young master."

This bodyguard has a very powerful voice and wears super black sunglasses, so he can basically go directly to the set to act as a professional killer.

Ding Hai: ...?

Gu Wenyue laughed wantonly, patted Ding Hai's shoulder as well, and raised his eyebrows: "Brother, there is someone covering his back now!"

Ding Hai: Don't dare to provoke, don't dare to provoke.

At the show, many people noticed Gu Wenyue's situation. The assistant manager was a familiar face, but he didn't expect that the bodyguards were also included.

In three to five minutes, many people also knew that Gu Wenyue was delivered today by a bodyguard driving a Mercedes-Benz business model.

"Has Gu Wenyue been taken seriously by the economic company? They are all accompanied by bodyguards, and his bodyguards are also tall and pretty."

"But he has only been popular for a few days? No, is he popular?"

"It's like being on the hot search a few times, and it's hard to say whether it's popular or not. The main reason is that there are no works."

"Did you see the photo of him wearing a suit from C's tribute to 1990 yesterday? Many people praised it. Although it didn't make a lot of searches, it really attracted fans."

"Wow, he has more than 300 million fans! I remember that he only had 30 million fans on our show last week, which is amazing. The comments are all live fans. He really became popular overnight. I'm envious."

A live broadcast employee waved his hand and scolded in a low voice: "Are you here to make you talk nonsense? It's about to start! Hurry up and take your seats!"

Others act like birds and beasts.

Makeup room.

The eight young artists of the show had to huddle together to make up.

Gu Wenyue didn't know who was who until now, and as soon as he stood at the door, he saw more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him.

Apart from being able to distinguish between men and women, the sitting people seem to be...

almost.

Gu Wenyue still had the faint smile on his face, waving at Kiya, the most familiar stylist.

Kiya is Ding Hai's friend, and yesterday's young master of C's back is her masterpiece.

She had been sitting and playing with her mobile phone while waiting for them, but now she stood up, picked up the scarf behind the chair, swept a chair, and said with a smile, "Come on, master! Sit here!"

Gu Wen Yue went in with a smile.

Everyone else had their own thoughts and lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones. They were either doing styling or waiting for the stylist to deal with their hair.

A WeChat group of seven people was born in an instant.

"His aura is so different today. I'm so envious. I don't know when I will have bodyguards and a personal stylist."

"Don't be envious, if you can be on the trending search three times in two days, you can too"

"Oh, don't talk about it, don't you think he seems to have drifted away?"

"It's been floating for a long time. Last week, it was really floating. I don't know how many times I have to change the look in the middle today."

The seven people sent messages non-stop, all centered on Gu Wenyue, uniting the hearts of the seven with his own strength.

It's just that the seven people laughed at Gu Wenyue, some of them had already prepared to "change their costumes" in advance, and some had practiced calligraphy in advance and were ready to surprise everyone today.

Everyone is polite on the surface, but in fact everyone wants to work hard on the show.

After all, everyone thinks the same

——Even people like Gu Wenyue can suddenly become popular with "Brain is a Good Thing", they have better qualifications, why not?

Sitting on the chair, Gu Wenyue saw that Kiya was still doing a young man's hairstyle today, more like a [-]s, with bangs and a few strands of hair falling to the end of the eyebrows, looking unrestrained.

If yesterday's family was rich and rich, today's is more like a romantic young man from a wealthy family.

The clothes are matched with a white shirt and a striped vest, and an old pocket watch on the chest, which is very handsome and stylish.

It's a bit similar to one of the looks of "M-Time" that Gu Wenyue went to shoot a few days ago, more refined and elegant.

Kiya took out a pure gold bracelet from one of the makeup boxes.

Gu Wenyue smiled and said, "Could it be that you are Du Shiniang? You carry a treasure chest full of gold, silver and jewels with you?"

Kiya also smiled: "No, the styles are all matched."

"I don't like heavy ones, it's too overwhelming." Gu Wenyue said, "That's it, it's good."

He straightened his vest in front of the mirror, raised his hand to fasten the buttons of his cuffs in a very elegant manner, brushed the end of his hair in satisfaction, and whistled to Ding Hai who was staring blankly behind him: "How is it?"

Ding Hai woke up from this "beautiful" makeup, and quickly reminded: "Brother, don't whistle, it's easy to get greasy."

Kiya tidied up her make-up and said without raising her head, "Brother Wenyue is not greasy, he is a rare serious person in the circle."

Gu Wenyue spread his hands to Ding Hai: "You don't know how to appreciate my beauty."

Ding Hai: Why is it that I am the only one who is always hurt today?

The Gu Family Mansion.

Gu Chong asked Steward Zhang to turn on the TV to watch "The Brain Is a Good Thing". He watched the high-definition version without barrage. The host was introducing today's situation, and the guests hadn't appeared yet.

He smiled and asked Steward Zhang to send a message to the second young master: "Just say that I am watching and let him behave well."

Steward Zhang said cautiously: "Master, will the Second Young Master feel any pressure?"

Gu Chong waved his hand, picked up the teacup and drank tea: "No, no, Wen Yue, I know, he is confident. You send him a message, and he knows that I care about him."

Putting down the lid of the cup, he said, "By the way, tell the servants to check downstairs if they are free."

"it is good."

"The Brain Is a Good Thing" live broadcast.

The host came to inform the guests to come on stage.

Several artists came out of the dressing room.

Gu Wenyue was sitting in the middle, so he got up and walked in the middle naturally.

When he reached the backcourt area, Gu Wenyue saw Ding Hai rushing in front of him, and whispered to himself: "Brother Wenyue, Steward Zhang contacted me and said that your father is watching a live broadcast, so you should perform well."

Gu Wenyue: "...What?!"

Head hurts already.

Gradually entered the point of splitting headache.

Ding Hai added: "Butler Zhang also said that your father told the servants and aunts to rest and watch your show together."

Gu Wenyue also felt a little pain in his stomach.

I want to go to the bathroom and face the wall to think about my mistakes, and calm down by the way.

How can you enjoy fishing with pay?

What if Gu Chong thinks that he is not good at working in the entertainment industry and has to arrange to go to Gu's family's Zhiyuan Group?

Gu Wenyue was originally in a good mood, but at this moment he could only stand there speechless and did not move forward.

Seven artists are at the forefront.

Suddenly someone recalled, and the last two artists began to mutter.

"What does he mean? He deliberately asked his assistant to hold him, so that he could be the last one to appear on the screen. Is he preparing for the finale?"

"The program team didn't make any arrangements, and he actually wanted to be the finale?!"

The two artists looked at each other, held hands, and deliberately stood aside.

When Gu Wenyue came back to his senses, he walked to the front as if he was dying, and the two artists followed him.

The two of them are running side by side, and they will make their finale together later.

As long as Gu Wenyue thinks that Gu Chong is supervising his "quality of work in the entertainment industry", he feels very sad.

Live variety shows are really the worst thing in the world!

The live broadcast of "The Brain Is a Good Thing", this time the audience has doubled compared to the last time, and it has already had more than 1000 million viewers before the official start.

For large-scale programs, more than 1000 million is considered Waterloo, but for Coffee Network and "Brain is a Good Thing", more than 1000 million is enough to make them crazy, and even become the dark horse of live variety shows at the end of this year.

The host was still last week's porridge. After he introduced today's program, he invited eight artists to enter.

Artists and guests slowly appeared on the stage, and the very old land was arranged to hold a mask for each person, and played a "brainless" guessing game at the beginning.

"Cover your face, I don't want to admit that I came to see Gu Wenyue"

"Take me, me too. Is that the one in the vest! Aww, I have an impression of little Gu Gu's slender sister"

The bullet screen flew over many names, the most eye-catching of which was the word "Gu Wenyue".

The people in the directing team were very satisfied, and they had already praised Gu Wenyue's staff three thousand times in their hearts.

Gu Wenyue at the scene followed the host's instructions, put down the funny mask in his hand, nodded at the camera, and smiled calmly: "Hi everyone, I'm Gu Wenyue."

"After the eye makeup is lightened, the peach blossom eyes are protruding instead, look at it!"

"His calm smile is so easy to kill me!"

"You can be romantic and rich! Gu Wenyue!"

Although Ding Hai just complained that Wen Yue's whistle was too greasy, but at the moment he has to admire Wen Yue's control over the facial features, which is really fine to every millimeter. It is absolutely impossible for the so-called greasy, or even a particularly complicated The slightly sharp and warm temperament.

He was so impressed: "Brother Wen Yue is really amazing."

Kiya is holding a nail clipper to polish and manicure her nails. On her lap is a mobile phone screen broadcasting a live broadcast, with countless bullet screens flying on it.

She said indifferently: "Brother Wen Yue is not pretending to be rich and wealthy, but he is rich and wealthy, can it be the same? This wave is still too naive for the audience."

She had only met Gu Wenyue himself twice, and even if she didn't know anything about the Gu family, she fully believed that this was the rich young man.

Ding Hai nodded, agreeing.

After the introduction of the artist, the program began to enter the main topic.

The program group temporarily changed the rules, instead of a group of four, it was a group of two, or a group of eight.

The host Congee Congee said: "In order to increase the fun, we don't choose randomly by drawing lots, but use the model of anonymous voting."

"If the two have a good understanding and both choose each other, they will form a team directly."

"Artists who are unable to form a team should tell the reasons for their choice of the other party, so that the other party wants to be in a team with you."

When Gu Wenyue walked to the temporary seating area, he still opened the stool and sat down first.

He took out the prepared whiteboard and looked at the circle of people around him.

Ding Hai was sweating in his hands, Brother Wen Yue was not close to anyone, so he might be singled out.

He noticed that several artists were "flying eyes", obviously already confirming whether they would form a team.

The audience is very speechless about the rules and regulations of this program.

"Just put it badly, and put it badly every issue, these old routines are really used everywhere"

"But it's pretty! Depending on the situation, Gu Wenyue can easily be left behind."

"Hahaha, I just laughed when no one chose Gu Wenyue, and I started to sympathize with him."

"You still laugh with sympathy? Shameless and shameless, but I also look at that picture"

"I just love to see the embarrassment caused by this kind of rules, and I'm happy to hear about it."

on site.

After a little observation, Gu Wenyue wrote the name of a male artist, Zhou Bai.

There is no particular reason, because the name is easy to remember and easy to write.

The host, Congee Congee, asked everyone to brighten the whiteboard. Except for Gu Wenyue, everyone else's names appeared.

Porridge turned to ask Gu Wenyue: "Wen Yue, what do you think about this?"

Gu Wenyue put down the whiteboard, wiped it clean with a small eraser, and said, "Wait a minute."

He picked up a pen and wrote two very scribbled words casually.

——Wen Yue.

Afterwards, Gu Wenyue said slowly to the host Congee Congee: "This is my opinion."

on site:……?You can do this too? !

"I'm careless, Gu Wenyue is really tough!"

"So calm, isn't it embarrassing at all? I thought it was the scene of the society's death"

"The more Gu Wen has this kind of reaction and brains, it's strange that he isn't popular."

"Yeah, the strangest thing is why did you start being so smart? Wasn't... a fool before?"

"Who knows, maybe he became a pro in the entertainment industry."

"Although I don't know him well, I think he is so cool, he is neither humble nor overbearing, he is completely independent, he is completely his own way"

"The ones in the front are almost done, don't boast to death, be careful to collapse the house"

"Well, let me ask, is Gu Wenyue considered a house?"

An artist at the scene couldn't understand Gu Wenyue's way of stealing the spotlight with so many tricks, and said with a smile, "What does Wen Yue mean, are you in a group? The other three people who chose each other happen to be in a group too?"

Host Congee Congee: You wait for me, let me smooth out my thoughts.

Before Congee could figure it out, the on-site director had given him a hint to ask Gu Wenyue quickly.

Porridge reacted and asked Gu Wenyue if it was okay.

An entertainer, Li Que, said weakly: "Actually, how about I team up with Wen Yue?"

He smiled at Gu Wenyue from the air, with a look of sincerity.

Congee Congee immediately understood that Li Que probably wanted to temporarily pretend to be a good person to gain a good impression, which was a little hypocritical.

Gu Wenyue Shi Shiran put the whiteboard aside and looked at Li Que's group, it was clear that there were two people who were flirting with each other from the beginning.

He said calmly, "No, I'm fine by myself."

A pair of peach-like pupils never seem to be bothered to treat the people opposite them as dishes.

Li Que, the artist who spoke up, nodded innocently: "Alright then, go for it."

The other artists were either surprised or secretly happy, and quickly started to stand in line, in short, they isolated Gu Wenyue overwhelmingly.

Congee Congee encountered this situation when he was hosting a show for the first time.

How should I put it, it's embarrassing, but very interesting!

He began to feel sorry for Gu Wenyue, and his tone became slightly better, "Wen Yue, then you have to work hard, I hope you can make it to the end."

The audience is also sending "love".

"Why doesn't Gu Wenyue accept Li Que? Isn't he kind?"

"Emmmm... If you have good intentions, you won't say it at this juncture. Li Que said that, where does he put the person he chose at the beginning?"

"Li Que looks like a real wolf deliberately pretending to be a villager. I will continue to observe."

"I didn't know anyone at first, but somehow I hated this kind of behavior of forming a small team to exclude others. This live broadcast, you are so happy that you don't control your expression? Is it appropriate?"

"But like this, how can Gu Wenyue still play? He won't be eliminated directly, right? I'm starting to worry a little bit, bad."

It's not just the audience who are worried, Gu Chong of the Gu family is the most worried.

He asked Butler Zhang: "Why does this program look like it's designed to bully us Wenyue? Can you still form a team alone? What kind of website do you contact me?"

He squinted his eyes carefully at the website name in the upper left corner.

Butler Zhang said: "Master, it's a live broadcast now. If you do this, the second young master will feel that you have affected his work..."

Gu Chong remembered that in the past, Gu Wenyue hated him for interfering with work matters, and he didn't want him to intervene, saying that he absolutely didn't want people in the entertainment industry to know that he was a member of the Gu family and so on.

He frowned and snorted heavily.

"When Wen Yue comes back, I'll talk to him again. It's better to go to the company and let Jin Cheng take care of him so that he won't be angry."

Zhang Guanjia said: "Master, I should contact the young master and let the young master find a way to see how he can say hello to the program team without revealing the relationship."

Gu Chong nodded: "Yes, you ask Jin Cheng to find a way."

Steward Zhang quickly contacted the young master's assistant, Zheng Ye.

Xinjin Finance and Economics Magazine.

Press office.

Cao Qian was carrying a bag and had just finished a trip to the press conference and magazine office.

When he entered, he heard several editorial colleagues seem to be watching the webcast, and he put down his camera bag: "What are you watching?"

A colleague said exaggeratedly: "In the second episode of the live broadcast of "The Brain Is a Good Thing", there was a little entertainer who was amazing. The reaction was invincible, suitable for being a reporter hahaha."

Cao Qian complained about their editors who were on duty: "It's fine if you don't go out in the wind and sun to run the news, but you still sit in the office and watch the live broadcast with pay? Are you afraid that the editor-in-chief will knock on your door one by one?"

He walked over and took a look.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the handsome and handsome face made Cao Qian slap his wits hard.

Last night, he got a call and went to take some pictures.

Just in Zhenfu.

In the photo, it was this face that was with Gu Jincheng, the youngest and most capable boss in the business world!

At that time, Cao Qian's position was not the best, and he could only take pictures of this person's side face, and he hadn't figured out who it was.

Who knew, God helped him, he ran into him directly today.

Cao Qian asked excitedly: "What's the name of this little star?"

"Ah, brother Cao, don't you know?" The editor colleagues realized that he was on the financial line, and Gu Wenyue only became popular this week, and he was on several hot searches. He is not a well-known top star. "His name is Gu Wenyue. He..."

Before the editor colleague could finish speaking, Cao Qian narrowed his eyes and walked back to his office in a daze.

"Brother Cao? What do you mean? Did you see an old acquaintance?"

Although Cao Qian carried Gu Jincheng's photo, he hadn't figured out what to do with it.

He turned on the computer, used a search engine to find Gu Wenyue, and after clicking on his personal science information, he noticed that the date of birth was familiar.

Cao Qian quickly looked up Gu Jincheng's birth date, but the date was not accurate, but the month was there.

The two were born in the same year and the same month?

Gu Jincheng was just born out of nowhere, and this Gu Wenyue made his debut.

The big boss of Zhiyuan Group has only one son, surnamed Gu.

Last night at Zhen's Mansion, Cao Qian remembered it clearly.

Gu Jincheng and Gu Wenyue sat alone in a Bentley, while the two bodyguards drove a Mercedes;

Gu Jincheng also opened the car door for Gu Wenyue to send him into the car;

And Gu Wenyue seems to have become famous only these few days...

What does this information mean?

Cao Qian was keenly aware that he seemed to have grasped some important clues

—could be a clue that could make him a lot of money, although it's still hard to say for sure.

——But he has already started to turn his mind rapidly, thinking about who he should sell to in order to get the best price.

The show scene.

After the grouping, the first round of today's competition will begin.

Calligraphy masters were invited to teach on the spot, artists showed their results, and the expert group and the network group voted at the same time, and the group with the highest score won.

The winning team can get calligraphy works by well-known calligraphers on site.

For groups of two and three, choose the highest score.

Gu Wenyue formed a team alone and had no choice.

Four calligraphers were invited on the spot, each with their own strengths, namely Yan style, Shoujin style, cursive script, and official script.

Calligraphy masters are all over forty years old, and they are all kind-hearted. After a brief introduction on stage, they began to enter the stage of selecting teachers for the artist group.

Teams in Group A and Group B were selected very quickly, and they immediately reacted to choose Yan body and thin gold body.

"These two are familiar, and the others are too difficult. I haven't seen much official script."

"Don't choose cursive script, I don't understand it."

Because there are three artists in Group C, they had just decided to choose Yan Ti regular script, but after learning that they had already been selected, they had to choose official script that they could understand.

The camera came to Gu Wenyue, who was resting his chin, and when the host Congee said the rest, "The cursive calligraphy master will teach Gu Wenyue from group D", he nodded with a smile on his face, as if he had just taken back his flying soul.

Other entertainers speculated that he might have given up.

After all, who would not give up when it was on him?

The staff sent four serious calligraphy desk cases, corresponding to the four groups of ABCD.

After the calligrapher took his seat, he picked up a poem in the corresponding font prepared by the program group.

——"Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from east to west, north and south".

As soon as it was opened, the artists of the three groups all exclaimed: "So many words? Isn't this too difficult?"

The live footage perfectly captured their wonderful expressions of surprise, disbelief and embarrassment.

"Just... this? Do you think it's difficult too? They are all children who don't practice calligraphy, so happy"

"XS really has surprises every time it sucks? Damn show"

"I'm digging my feet while watching, the more awkward and ugly I am, the more I love it"

The host Congee Porridge announced the time for everyone to study and practice separately.

A total of 15 minutes.

In fact, it is not how the calligraphy master teaches, but the artist's own calligraphy skills.

Artists and audiences know this too.

In groups A, B, and B, the calligraphy teachers first talked about the main points, and then two people in the group tried to write a character, so that the teacher could see the basics of calligraphy.

After listening to the main points of fonts that the teacher said, the artists are discussing with the host.

"Can we not write the font that the teacher is good at? Thin gold is too difficult to learn now."

"The same goes for official script."

"Can you just write what you know and let the teacher guide you?"

The host, Congee Congee, did not expect that they would be picky about this level of difficulty. They asked the director with their eyes, and after getting confirmation: "Okay, anyway, everyone is crossing the sea, and everyone will show their strengths."

The artists cheered happily, and they were basically sure that the writing was in block script.

Although the masters of calligraphy are a little helpless, they treat it as teaching the most basic students without any trouble.

Gu Wenyue of group D also listened honestly to Mr. Xu's key points of cursive script.

Teacher Xu is very talkative. Gu Wenyue noticed the camera and asked in a timely manner: "Mr. Xu, I heard people say Zhangcao, Kuangcao, and Jincao before. Is there any difference?"

After hearing this, Mr. Xu talked eloquently. First, he explained the respective definitions of the three cursive styles, as well as the famous representative works, and then talked about the specific distinctions between the three.

Gu Wenyue nodded frequently, looking like a good student, by the way, he picked up the brush on the table and presented it respectfully: "Mr. Xu, what you said is really good, can you show me these three cursive scripts."

"Okay!" Teacher Xu was very happy. He came to the show, and his family and friends were still watching it. It's rare