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

Gu Wenyue lay flat on the bed, staring at the dim ceiling in a daze.

The phone rang again, it was still Ding Hai.

"Brother Wenyue? Were you too excited just now, so you accidentally died?"

Gu Wenyue: ...

Ding Hai guessed right, but he didn't guess right at all.

Gu Wenyue's voice was a little hoarse, and he asked helplessly, "Can I not go?"

Like a child who is forced to go to school by his parents, he really can't get up early and starts playing around with the quilt.

Ding Hai was a little dazed: "Huh? But they are all good opportunities."

He paused, "Why don't you listen to what it is first?"

Before Gu Wenyue had time to stop him, he heard the other party start to talk about the specific work content very happily.

"There is a singer in the company who wants to shoot a MV and wants you to be the protagonist of the MV. There is a small magazine cover and internal magazine. There is also a variety show, which is similar to today's poems and songs. It is a more professional wisdom quiz program, which can let You can try it for a period, and if the effect is good, you can go for a long time. How is it? Is everything good?"

Gu Wenyue didn't know what the standard of "good" was, it sounded like he needed to perform or use his brain to answer the questions.

He said faintly: "Is there no work that can be done while lying down and sleeping?"

"This..." Ding Hai couldn't understand, "Brother, it's all opportunities. Although it's really not big, you can't just watch the watermelon drop sesame seeds, right? We didn't have the opportunity before, but now we have the opportunity, we shouldn't... "

"stop."

Gu Wenyue thought endlessly and helplessly, Ding Hai changed his name to Tang Seng and forget it.

He thought of a legitimate and reasonable reason, "I didn't know until I got home today that my father's condition is very serious and he is already lying down."

He didn't exaggerate the facts?

Gu Chong did lie down a lot.

Ding Hai was stunned for a moment: "So you want to spend more time with Dad at home? Well, brother, are you okay with your family?"

Since Ding Hai cared so much about himself, Gu Wenyue didn't want to embarrass him too much: "It's okay. I have promised my father to go home for a long time, so if I work..."

Gu Wenyue dragged his tune slowly, Ding Hai, who was impatient, answered quickly, as if he knew how to make arrangements for him.

"It's okay, I can understand. It's okay to do variety shows in other places, and the MV shooting has to go abroad, so it's not suitable. How about taking a shot on the inside of the magazine? From morning to afternoon, work will end at [-]:[-] in the evening. You just need to go there, then There are costumes on the side."

Gu Wen thought about it for a long time before he said, "Understood, then come and pick me up."

He didn't want to go himself.

Can Ding Hai not accept it?It sounds like it will sneak away halfway.

He immediately agreed.

The room was extremely dark, the floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the terrace were always open, and the clear white screens were blown by the night wind.

On the contrary, the moonlight is a bit seductive.

After Gu Wenyue answered the phone, his mind cleared up a bit, and he slowly got out of bed and walked to the balcony.

The terrace faces the swimming pool and large garden behind the mansion.

The moonlight sprinkled on the water surface of the swimming pool, sparkling.

Gu Wenyue looked up at the moon, thinking of many literati and scholars throughout the ages who wrote poems for the moon, homesick and homesick.

Suddenly, he remembered the forgotten daffodil bulb.

It seems to be placed in the living room?

Gu Wenyue went to the bathroom to wash his face, and wiped away the messy short hair from sleeping.

His mother had taught him before that the forehead should be exposed to look yang and good luck.

Believe it or not, he listened to his mother very much.

At least there is no need for mother to constantly worry about this.

Therefore, Gu Wenyue also revealed the forehead of the original owner as usual, which is quite nice.

He observed the person in the mirror, no matter how he looked at him, he was a handsome and beautiful young man.

Gu Wenyue's room was on the third floor, passing by the living room on the second floor, just as he stepped down the steps, he heard Gu Wenjun's startled voice.

"Cousin, can I have a look at this knife?"

Like playing something new.

Gu Wenyue remembered that when he was at home, his elder brother also liked to make some small things to amuse him.

He passed the two brothers in the living room without noticing, walked down slowly, and slightly noticed that Gu Wenjun was holding a long unsheathed sharp knife horizontally in both hands.

The blade is cold and narrow, and the blade is sharp and frightening.

Gu Jincheng glanced at Gu Wenyue's back, the white shirt seemed to be crushed into many folds, and the cuffs were casually rolled up on the forearm, revealing a white and thin arm.

He suddenly recalled the matter of Butler Zhang asking his servant to make soup for Master Wenyue just now.

Gu Wenjun said, "Brother Wenyue? Come and see my cousin's knife, you must have never seen it before."

Gu Wen was too lazy to argue with the children, and while walking down the stairs, he lazily said: "Yeah, I've never seen such a powerful thing with my shallow knowledge, you should appreciate it."

Gu Wenjun was gagged, and couldn't think of anything to say for a while, so he could only choke out: "Of course it's amazing, this is my cousin's samurai sword!"

He has already learned to use his cousin to suppress Gu Wenyue.

That's right!

He's really smart.

Hearing the word "samurai sword", Gu Jincheng frowned slightly, and was about to explain.

There was an obvious narrow laughter and a harsh question from the stairs: "Samurai sword? Did you think that the history of swords in our great country no longer exists?"

Gu Wenjun didn't understand the yin and yang words, so he straightened his neck and asked, "What do you mean?"

He turned to ask, "Cousin, what does he mean?"

Gu Wenyue turned around on the steps of the stairs, leaning on the railing with fair and delicate hands, showing a pair of smiling eyebrows, and earnestly taught: "This one is called Tang Dao, to be more specific, this is Tang Heng Dao."

His peach blossom eyes raised slightly, and he said very bluntly, "Don't give the things of your ancestors to the Orientals so easily."

After finishing speaking, Gu Wenyue turned around and went downstairs, yawned sleepily, and stretched his arms lazily.

Gu Wenjun was stunned for a while, and quickly asked: "Cousin? Did he really say that?"

"Hmm." Gu Jincheng's eyes darkened.

——Can you tell at a glance that it is a Tang knife, and can you identify the specific style?

Gu Wenjun was deeply puzzled: "Why does he know? Cousin, have you studied it with him?"

As soon as he asked, he got a "cousin brand" cold stare, and he quickly shut up.

"What I mean is, my cousin is interested in knives, how could he just understand? It feels strange to him."

Gu Jincheng put the knife into the sheath, made a clear sound, and said in a deep voice, "Okay, let's do our homework."

"Oh." Gu Wenjun shuffled his steps upstairs.

In the Gu family, Gu Chong, the head of the family, had the second floor alone, Gu Wenyue's room was on the third floor, and Gu Jincheng was on the fourth floor alone.

Gu Wenjun also lived in the room on the third floor when he came to live as a guest.

He was indignant:

Absolutely not, how could he be a stupider person than Gu Wenyue?

He has to study and understand "Tang Dao" before doing homework!

Gu Wenyue groped into the living room and found the bag of daffodils with the help of the round-faced little maid.

The round-faced little maid's surname is Cui, and everyone in the family calls her Xiao Cui.

Gu Wenyue looked at her carefully helping him take the daffodils out of the cabinet, with a serious look on her face, he asked, "What's your full name?"

Xiao Cui said truthfully: "Cui Ying, the hero's Ying."

Gu Wenyue understood, and smiled lightly: "Oh, I almost became sisters with Cui Yingying."

When Xiao Cui came to Gu's house, Master Wenyue seldom came home and was basically a stranger.

In addition, she heard from other servants that Master Wen Yue had a bad temper, and she was a little afraid at first, but seeing that Master Wen Yue spoke in a pleasant manner today, he even called her like a spring breeze.

She thought: Hearsay can't be counted, and you still have to see the real person to know.

It turns out that Master Wenyue is really a celebrity, good-looking, and as gentle as jade, completely like the noble appearance and demeanor of a child of an aristocratic family.

Cui Ying asked in a low voice: "Master Wenyue, do you want to find a flower pot to raise it?"

Gu Wenyue was distracted with the daffodil, and realized that he really needed it: "Ah, yes, can you help me find it?"

He asked speculatively, "Is there any porcelain one? It has a bit of azure hue, and it's better to have some beautiful cracks."

"Huh?" Cui Ying shook her head in a daze.

Master Wenyue seemed to be describing some kind of antique vase, so naturally she couldn't find it.

Gu Wenyue didn't stick to it, he settled for the next best thing, and said casually: "Then find a white porcelain plate, there are always white ones?"

"Yes!" Cui Ying laughed now, and hurriedly turned to look for it in the kitchen.

When Gu Jincheng went downstairs, he saw a slender figure leaning lazily by the living room from a distance, standing leaning against the wall with his head down and eyebrows lowered.

The living room was brightly lit, shining in front of the man, clearly illuminating the smooth figure from the clean shirt, but the figure looked more and more lonely, with no interest.

Gu Jincheng subconsciously took a few steps forward, but his footsteps were unexpectedly light, and he heard the tone of Huang's accent unexpectedly in his ears.

He doesn't understand the rhythm, but he can also vaguely understand the low-pitched wailing between the libretto, which adds a little sadness to him for no reason.

Gu Wenyue didn't know that there was someone standing behind him. Under the light, his peach eyes narrowed slightly, and he hummed a few lines of libretto.

Cui Yingying and Zhang Sheng sang Kunqu Opera "The Romance of the West Chamber".

When Cui Ying took a white porcelain plate with a narrow side and a deep bottom, he stepped forward to catch it with a smile: "Great, it's exactly as I thought, thank you Cui Ying."

Cui Ying blushed, and it was the first time that her host was so thanked. It seemed that Master Wenyue was really happy.

"Master Wenyue, you can call me Xiao Cui, that's what everyone calls me."

Gu Wenyue hugged the plate like a baby, and said with a smile: "That can't be done, your name sounds nice, and Xiao Cui doesn't seem special about this name."

Cui Ying didn't know how to say: "That's fine, as long as Master Wen Yue likes it."

Gu Wen turned around happily and walked out. As soon as he reached the corridor outside the living room, he saw a heavy figure.

He quickly put away his relaxed and casual smile.

Gu Jincheng put his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers, and looked over with dark eyes with unclear meaning.

Gu Wenyue took this ambitious hero of the original book very calmly, he took a step forward without any hesitation, and took the initiative to say hello: "Brother Jin Cheng, aren't you upstairs?"

Gu Jincheng gave a simple and indifferent "hmm".

It's like not answering the question, a perfunctory attitude.

The more Gu Wen didn't care, it didn't make sense for the upright real young master to make false claims with his fake young master.

"Then I'm going up, good night~"

The more Gu Wen strode forward, he was thinking about going back to his room to put the narcissus in a pot and raise it.

"Wait a moment."

A deep voice sounded, Gu Wenyue seemed to feel some strong wind pouring into the ear canal.

He turned his head and blinked his innocent eyes: "What's wrong, brother Jin Cheng?"

It was so natural to shout.

In fact, Gu Wenyue became more and more familiar with Gu Jincheng, as if he was the elder brother in his family, and his phoenix eyes were also a shape he was familiar with. Although his eyes were always secretive, he would not be afraid.

Gu Jincheng's eyes fell on his handsome face in a leisurely manner:

"Think carefully about what Dad mentioned during the meal, the company really needs its own family."

"what?"

Gu Wenyue blurted out a big question mark to test him?

He hugged the porcelain plate in his arms tightly, with wry smiles in his eyes, and his tone was righteous, "The company is managed by brother Jin Cheng, and my father is very relieved. I won't make trouble, and I have a lot of work, really!"

At this moment, Gu Wenyue was extremely fortunate.

It's a good thing that he reluctantly accepted a job just now, otherwise how would he explain that he only spends his days at home basking in the sun?

Compared with going to the company to work and intrigue, it is much easier to go to the entertainment circle to do "quiz".

At least he doesn't have to worry and use his brain!

Seeing that he was silent, Gu Wenyue saw that his sharp-edged face looked like a cold statue, he quickly said: "I will leave when my father recovers from his illness, and I won't bother you for a long time."

The Gu family is not a permanent place, he knows it well.

Before he could speak, Gu Wenyue rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and slipped away at an unprecedented speed.

But in the blink of an eye, the slender figure with Gu Jincheng's dark eyes turned up the stairs, and when he ran up, there was a rush of pedaling.

Gu Jincheng returned to his senses, pondering over the phrase "I won't bother you for a long time".

After a while, Gu Jincheng turned to look at the little maid who came out of the living room, and said calmly, "What did Master Wenyue take?"

Cui Ying lowered her eyes and explained nervously: "Master Wenyue brought a bag of narcissus from outside to raise, and asked me to find a flower pot. But..."

The young master was in charge of the inside and outside of the house, and he was serious about his words and expressions. Every time these little servants met alone, they had to be cautious.

"But what?"

Cui Ying continued: "Master Wenyue wanted some blue-colored porcelain plates at the beginning, but the kitchen didn't have them. Eldest young master, do you want to ask Butler Zhang to look for them?"

"A green porcelain plate?"

Gu Jincheng narrowed his deep phoenix eyes slightly, and asked in a cold tone.

Cui Ying confirmed that she was not mistaken: "Yes."

When Gu Jincheng turned around, he said flatly, "You don't need to look for Butler Zhang, you come with me."

"Oh." Cui Ying was startled.

where to go?

What?

Why is the young master so speechless?

It's better to be Young Master Wen Yue, who is much more friendly.

Not long after Gu Wenyue returned to the room, he was cleaning the daffodil balls in the bathroom.

The plate is too small to fit all the flower balls.

"Tuk-tuk-"

"Master Wenyue, I, little... Cui Ying."

The timid words made Gu Wen laugh more.

He walked over suavely, opened the door, leaned on the door frame with one arm, smiled coquettishly, and teased the little girl outside the door: "You still call yourself Little Cuiying?"

Cui Ying blushed in embarrassment: "No, no."

She hastily handed over the pale blue flower plate, "Master Wenyue, I found this, do you like it?"

"Where did you find it? It's a good thing." Gu Wenyue took it over and played with it, and touched it a little. The glaze color is unique, with a flat bottom and no feet.

He was very surprised and asked with a smile, "This...is the round wash of Ru kiln's sky blue glaze? Little Cuiying, little Cuiying, where did you find it? Don't say you found it from the cupboard. "

Cui Ying hurriedly said: "No, no, I... I don't know what it is, but I saw that it met your needs, so I sent it here. You can use it, I will go to work first!"

Run away like a little rabbit.

Gu Wenyue was overwhelmed with astonishment, holding the precious Ru Kiln with his palm, he thought to himself who ordered little Cuiying to send it?

He had only seen one person in the living room just now.

Gu Jincheng? !

This is bad.

Gu Wenyue took the round and washed it like a hot potato.

Gu Jincheng obviously had other meanings when he sent a wonderful item.

Do you really want to ask him to work in the company?

wrong.

If this is the case, then Gu Jincheng should let Xiao Cuiying speak directly.

still is,

Because he refused to go to the company's arrangement and express his position just now, Gu Jincheng sent Yuan Xi to show his goodwill?

The more Gu Wen stared at Tianqing Yuanxi, the more he liked it.

Forget it, anyway, Xiao Cuiying didn't mention where he came from, so he didn't know.

Who cares?

What purpose does the other party have?

Anyway, as long as you don't take out the Gu family, it's still the Gu family's stuff.

Let's raise the narcissus with this beautiful round wash first.