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

The show scene.

When Gu Wenyue and Ding Hai got up to leave, a staff not far away was messily packing up the camera, and something rolled out of the outer pocket of the backpack they carried with them.

A few small things rolled towards Gu Wenyue like balls.

Ding Hai was about to pick it up, but saw Gu Wenyue, who had been slacking off all this time, bent down very quickly and picked up a few small balls.

Gu Wenyue's expression was obviously a little strange, as if he was very concerned about small things.

The staff hurriedly ran over and bowed down to apologize: "Sorry, sorry, I'll come."

Gu Wenyue straightened up, and the sea tides in his eyes filled him with astonishment.

He held these small balls that had already sprouted buds, and asked eagerly for the first time after traveling to this place: "Is it a daffodil ball?"

"Yes... yes." The staff didn't know why his reaction was so huge, and looked at Ding Hai timidly.

Gu Wenyue held it in his hand and refused to let go, and asked in a rough voice, "Can you resell it to me?"

"Ah?" The staff was stunned, scratching their hair, and their tongues were a little knotted in the face of the gentle and polite male artist.

"This...does Mr. Gu like it? I'll give it to you. Anyway, I got it from a friend. His house has a lot of daffodils. I just go and ask for it."

She handed the whole bag to Gu Wenyue.

Friend, daffodils.

Gu Wenyue's porcelain-white face was as fragile as paper, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, clearly showing the hurt and pain.

He solemnly took the plastic bag, looked down at the person in front of him, and said softly as if sighing, "Thank you."

"Ding Hai, give me the money."

After the words fell, the noble young master in white and black trousers floated out faintly while protecting the daffodil ball in his hand.

When the staff looked down at him, their hearts missed three beats.

Such a gentle and charming man!

Ding Hai was puzzled by Zhanger Monk the whole time. Since Gu Wenyue said so, he immediately took out his mobile phone and wanted to transfer money to the staff: "How much is it, please?"

The staff really don't want it, and the daffodil balls are worthless.

"It's only a few yuan to buy online, how can you be ashamed?"

Ding Hai remembered that there was cash in his wallet, and hurriedly pulled out a hundred yuan RMB and handed it to her: "Thank you."

The staff took the money blankly, dumbfounded.

When Ding Hai entered the dressing room, he saw Gu Wenyue leaning casually against the dressing table with his long legs crossed, holding a bag of narcissus and distracted.

Qingya's face is deserted at the moment, it's more serious than the fugue in the show just now.

Ding Hai was puzzled: Is this because the Narcissus is bewildered?

When he got in the car, Gu Wenyue was still holding the narcissus, his brows were slightly frowned, and his moist eyes were like faint ripples on the surface of a clear lake.

When Ding Hai was driving, he silently looked at Gu Wenyue, who was like an idiot, and then realized:

It's not because of the daffodils, it's obviously because they are worried that the review family will have a dispute with that real young master, hey.

Weibo.

"The Brain Is a Good Thing" and Gu Wenyue made a hot search headline.

Many marketing accounts reposted multiple clips of Gu Wenyue's appearance in disguise and the background of Xiuwen's history, speculating that he might get the "title", speculating that this was a hype created by the program group and Gu Wenyue.

"It's just strange, why did you choose Gu Wenyue? What is he capable of?"

"If you look at this trending search, you can tell that the show crew spent money to buy it. What's the point? It's too fake."

"Srds, I'd rather watch this kind of hot search of show culture than gossip and gossip. Thank you. At least I can learn a lot from Gu Wenyue"

Gu Wenyue's Weibo fans rose to 50 within a few hours.

The first latest Weibo post was his retweeting of "The Brain Is a Good Thing".

The comment area, which was originally empty, is now full of various messages.

"Brother, can you come out and tell me how to correct the problem of the neck leaning forward? Quickly ask"

"Some people say that not only the neck is no longer leaning forward, but also the shoulders and neck are stretched, and the whole person seems to be completely opened from the retracted posture with the chest and hunched back. Doesn't it feel like a day and a half to practice well?"

"It's really become so temperamental, the whole person is exuding the light of confidence, damn it"

"The people who were too popular back then came back to report, brother, come for me!"

A mansion in the middle of the mountain facing the sea.

When Gu Wenyue got out of the car, he admired the row of foreign-style houses in front of him. The pure white exterior glistened in the sunlight, and the sea-blue roof had an air of connecting the sky and the sea.

His favorability towards the Gu family was inexplicably increased because of this aesthetic.

The big fountain at the entrance of the mansion was gurgling, accompanied by a light breeze, as if someone was holding a feather and gently scratching Gu Wenyue's ear canal.

The Gu family's mansion has picturesque scenery and excellent Feng Shui.

Ding Hai saw that Gu Wenyue stood still in front of the car and didn't step in, thinking that he was timid or didn't want to face it, so he hurried forward to care: "Brother Wenyue? What's the matter? Do you want me to accompany you in?"

In case of a quarrel, although he is an outsider, can he be brave?

Gu Wenyue glanced at him: "No need."

He was carrying a bag of narcissus, Shi Shiran stepped in as if he was visiting Gu's house.

Ding Hai hesitated outside for a while, thinking that Brother Wen Yue was really not easy.

At this time, he received a call, and the company asked him for a meeting to discuss Gu Wenyue's next work arrangements.

Excitedly, he got into the car and left in an instant.

Inside the Gu family's mansion, the nannies and servants stopped to greet Gu Wenyue who walked in slowly.

"Hello, Master Wen Yue."

"Master Wen Yue is back."

Gu Wenyue inspected the interior of the house with calm and soft eyes, and appreciated the beauty of pure modern installation art, and he could see the furnishings of Chinese-style homes as he walked.

A long Western oil painting hangs on the largest wall in the living room. It looks like a blue sky from a distance, but it is a deep sea when you look closely.

When the servants saw Master Wen Yue standing in front of the sofa in the living room, looking up at the painting, they were very puzzled and looked at each other.

Butler Zhang came from the restaurant: "Master Wenyue, you are finally back."

This young master Wenyue is really ignorant, he does not seek to make progress at a young age, but only wants to gain fame and gain. Even so, it is very difficult to invite him to go back home to see the master, as if he has long forgotten the kindness of the master and wife's upbringing.

Butler Zhang watched Young Master Wenyue grow up, and somehow he became so estranged today.

He persuaded: "Master Wenyue, the master is not in good health recently, you should go home and live."

Gu Wenyue shifted his gaze from the oil painting to the middle-aged butler's face, his eyes were calm and soft, like a spring of clean water.

According to the information he has, the original owner will be revealed as the fake young master shortly thereafter, and then died in a dispute with the real young master, and the father of the two young masters, Gu Chong, died of a heart attack because of this incident.

So as long as he doesn't care about the disclosure of his identity at that time and avoids arguing with the real young master, it seems that he can avoid the double death threat from the fake young master and Gu Chong?

Gu Wenyue nodded to the butler, and said in a low voice, "Understood."

Steward Zhang was taken aback, it was rare that Master Wen Yue had such a gentle and obedient attitude, that he agreed to go home and live?

Gu Wenyue slowly staggered away from Butler Zhang, entered the bathroom next to the living room, put the daffodil ball aside, and slowly began to wash his hands.

Rub your ten fingers together slowly and wash them thoroughly with hand sanitizer.

There was a faint scent of flowers and plants in front of the sink. Gu Wenyue took a piece of clean paper to wipe off the water stains. When he came out, he put his fingertips under his nose, sniffed lightly, and carefully identified it.

Gu Wenyue's eyes were lowered, but he did not bow his head, his standing posture was still relaxed and natural, showing a handsome and straight.

A few slender fingers, the bones and flesh are uniform, white and clean like jade green onions, carrying the rich and noble tone that the ten fingers do not touch the spring water.

At first glance, Butler Zhang was surprised by the calmness of his porcelain-white face and the elegance of his casual posture.

For the first time, I saw the introverted and gentle temperament belonging to a wealthy family in Master Wenyue.

Is this still the person who walks with wind and has a quick temper?

Gu Wenyue strolled towards the living room, Gu Zi put the narcissus on the table, knowing that the housekeeper was accompanying him, he asked lightly, "Where's father?"

He also behaves badly at home, others call him "Second Young Master", he accepts it calmly, and even has the illusion of returning home, and unconsciously brings his own habits when asking questions——

He is used to calling him father. After all, he is a son of old age, and his parents love him and dote on him, which is worthy of respect.

The butler pressed the button in surprise, but didn't say anything, and said truthfully, "The master is in the room, and the servant is with him."

Gu Wenyue understood, according to the etiquette in his own family, he was going to visit the "father" of the original owner first.

He walked towards the stairs in the living room, while thinking hard about the original owner's career and the complex situation of Gu's family, he sighed——

It's really troublesome.

It's better... to die.

If it were him before, he wouldn't like to listen to such trivial gossip from parents at all. Wouldn't it be nice if he had this spare time to turn over a couple of pages of "Dream of Red Mansions" at will and go back to the cage for a few sleeps, or invite friends to listen to the play? ?

Feeling trouble, trouble has fallen from the sky.

"My brother Wenyue! Why are you willing to come back? I thought you'd have to wait until you become famous in the entertainment circle, and at least get a movie star before you come back!"

A young, thin young boy dashed in from the outside, dressed as a student, with a basketball in his hand, ridicule and ridicule could not be hidden between his heroic brows.

This is Gu Wenjun who has been staying with Gu's family recently.

The son of Gu Chong's younger brother Gu Jing, who is also the cousin of the original owner, is only 17 years old and a sophomore in high school.

Gu Wenjun was raised abroad since he was a child, and he didn't spend much time with the original owner.

He only knew that this Gu Wenyue was not only a fake, but also treated his uncle Gu Chong and his cousin Gu Jincheng very badly.

He admired his uncle and respected his elder cousin very much, so he naturally hated this fake cousin who even abandoned his adoptive father and was ungrateful.

The servants consciously avoided, and in an instant, there were only two young masters left in the living room.

Gu Wenyue had already stepped on the fine marble steps of the stairs with his left foot, looked at him with a very pale gaze, and then raised his right foot as if he had never heard of it.

Gu Wenjun threw away the basketball, leaped up the steps lightly, and stopped him: "Hey——what are you doing? You don't know me anymore? Are you popular in the entertainment industry? Just like this, your eyes are above the top, and your eyes are clean? "

Gu Wenyue smelled the sweat from his body, but it wasn't unpleasant. After all, he was a young and lively young man, but he couldn't stand the hot pavement, so he stood aside a little.

His expression was a little dull, and he seemed to be a little hesitant about his words: "Huh?"

Gu Wenjun also let out an "ah" sound? "What do you mean?"

"Oh." Gu Wenyue responded slowly, saying clearly, "Hi cousin."

After speaking, he stepped up again and continued to walk up.

"Cousin?" Gu Wenjun was dumbfounded, and said angrily to Butler Zhang standing at the bottom of the steps, "He actually called me cousin? What kind of brother is he?"

Steward Zhang raised his brows slightly, and reminded: "Master Wen Jun called Master Wen Yue just now."

"I--"

Gu Wenjun's young and delicate face looked a little clumsy and dull, and it took him a while to realize that it was true.

But didn't he call Gu Wenyue disgusting like that on purpose?

Call him "cousin"?

Pooh!

He didn't want this hypocritical "Master Wenyue" to be his younger brother.

Gu Wenjun frowned and looked up, then snorted.

How dare the fake and shoddy brother make him angry?

Butler Zhang saw that Young Master Wen Jun on the stairs had an ugly expression on his face, fearing that something might happen, he said softly, "Young Master, come back for dinner today."

Gu Wenjun was taken aback, picked up the tail that he had just flung out presumptuously, rolled his eyes and muttered: "Butler Zhang, you are enough, use big brother to suppress me? Humph!"

Turn around and step on the stairs bang bang bang.

Gu Wenyue walked along the corridor, admiring the decorative paintings hanging on both sides, and walked slowly to the door of Gu Chong's room.

The setting sun shone on the corridor, and the mahogany door exuded a faint brilliance.

Gu Wenyue was in a trance for a second, and when he tapped his fingers, he seemed to have returned to his home again. He couldn't help feeling a little emotional, and said word by word: "Father, Yi Zhao is back."

In front of his parents and elder brothers, he always refers to himself as "character".

Outside he is the willful young master Gu Wenyue, and at home he is the pampered Gu Yizhao.

Subconsciously, he wished so much that when the door was opened, he would be his real father with gray temples and still majestic.

Unfortunately, the one who opened the door was a small round-faced maid: "Master Wen Yue."

It was as if someone gave Gu Wenyue a hard push and pushed him into reality again.

The maid stepped aside and asked Master Wen Yue to come in.

It's a little strange, what else did he say just now?I didn't understand.

Gu Wenyue narrowed his eyes and looked at the situation in the room.

A tall middle-aged man was leaning against the head of the bed, his cheeks were thin and his face was pale.

It turned out that Gu Chong was so seriously ill, no wonder he died suddenly after learning that the fake young master died unexpectedly.

Just as Gu Wenyue was about to step in, he was pushed aside by the sudden intruder.

Gu Wenjun ran in first like a gust of wind: "Uncle! I'm back too."

Throwing on the side of the bed, the young man's face was full of smiles, his brows were still wet, obviously he rushed over to say hello after washing his face.

Gu Chong was surprised to see Gu Wenyue, thinking it was a mistake, his cloudy eyes radiated surprise.

Seeing the two young people coming in one after another, he was in a very happy mood: "You also know how to say hello to my uncle first when you get home? Did you come back from school?"

Gu Wenjun said repeatedly: "Yes! After school, I played ball with my classmates for a while, but I hurried home thinking that my uncle was not in good health. I didn't go when my classmates asked me to eat."

Gu Wenyue, who was pushed aside, quietly waited for the old and the young to speak.

In his mind, he was thinking about what kind of beautiful flowerpot should be used to raise the bag of narcissus.

Gu Chong, who was a little excited, actually said a few words to his good nephew to ease his mood when he saw the child.

At this time, the child was standing alone on one side, with an indifferent expression, very pitiful and innocent.

Gu Chong immediately said distressedly: "Wen Yue, please wait a little longer and let Dad take a good look at you."

"busy lately?"

"I haven't been home for a long time."

Gu Chong's concern was even somewhat cautious.

The more Gu Wen listened to this, he could tell that it was a sincere concern.

He walked slowly to the edge of the bed, seeing that Gu Wenjun didn't intend to give way, he naturally walked around the end of the bed, walked to the other side and sat on the edge of the bed.

Tsk, this bed is nice, moderately soft and firm, and comfortable.

Gu Wenyue looked at the sick-looking middle-aged man on the bed: "I'm not busy."

It is rare for Gu Chong to see Gu Wenyue wearing a white shirt so neatly, it is really pleasing to the eye, how is he worse than the young masters of other wealthy families?

He raised his generous palm slightly, and stretched it towards Gu Wenyue: "Stay at home if you're not busy."

Gu Wenjun frowned.

The uncle is too easy to soften his heart, Gu Wenyue just goes home to visit him casually, and let him live at home?

Gu Wenyue seemed to see his biological father through these cloudy eyes, and he naturally handed over his hand, and was immediately firmly grasped.

But he hesitated in his heart, really want to live in Gu's house?

Gu Chong held Gu Wenyue's slender and cool hands tightly, and rubbed them vigorously.

The grievances and resentment in my heart in the past few years were miraculously swept away, and she said with a smile: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

At the same time, he reached out to his nephew: "Come on, Wen Jun."

His younger brother Gu Jing left early, and he always took care of Gu Wenjun as if he was his own.

Gu Wenjun also obediently handed over his hand to the uncle.

Gu Chong held the hands of the two young people contentedly: "You have grown up, you have to be obedient and sensible, and you have to listen to your elder brother, you know?"

Gu Wenyue first replied sincerely: "Understood."

Gu Wenjun twitched his eyelids, and quickly said, "Understood."

He glanced at Gu Wenyue, thinking:

He hated the eldest brother so much before, but now he really treats the eldest brother as a big brother?Ghost letter!

How dare you deal with an old man like Uncle!hateful!

He must unmask Gu Wenyue's mask.

Just at this time, the door was knocked again.

The maid said outside: "Master, the young master is back."

Gu Wenjun's eyes lit up with Hokage, and he immediately prepared to wait and see Gu Wenyue's reaction and good show.

But how could Gu Wenyue react?

He has always been a person who sits firmly in the auditorium and enjoys the theater, and he has never been inferior to ordinary sluts who go to the stage to buy tickets, which is degrading.