This Guy is Wrong

   Chapter 1249 Born to Sing King (29)

   Chuzheng hangs up the phone.

  Once he was expelled from the house and lost the protection of his family, this kind of young man who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun would basically have his wings broken.

   "How am I so good."

  【…】You might as well kill him with a knife.

May I?

   Chuzheng is eager to try.

【Can't! 】The king ruthlessly rejected Chuzheng: 【Please be a person, Miss! Don't be so mad, thank you! 】

   Then you talk shit!

  [...] I just don't know how your 'good' word is different from a normal person's 'good' word.

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  Three days later, Chuzheng received a call from Liang's father, expressing his agreement to Chuzheng's conditions.

  Liang Shao was expelled from the house, except for some clothes, the rest of the things could not be taken away.

  Liang Shao didn't expect that he would really be kicked out of the house. He was completely stunned. He was making trouble outside Liang's house for several days.

  Liang Shao sat on the road, with only resentment in his heart besides anger.

   Hate Chuzheng, hate his father.

   He actually gave up his son for the sake of the company.

   Liang Shao hates it no matter how much, now he doesn't even have a place to live.

   All cards are frozen and he is now penniless.

   Shao Liang called his friends and friends, and he didn't know if he got the news. In the past, a group of people could be called with one call, but now no one comes to pick him up after dozens of calls.

   Even if someone agreed, he turned his head and called again and said he had no time.

   One is even more ridiculous. He promised well, but turned his head and said that he forgot that he was in the United States and could not go.

  Liang Shao was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone, but when he thought about his current situation, he didn't dare to smash it.

   In the end, he sold his limited-edition custom phone for a few thousand dollars.

  Liang was used to spending less money and being extravagant, and the money was spent cleanly within two days.

   It is impossible to ask for help, and there is no money, so Liang Shao can only make money by himself.

  Liang Shao was gilded at Yeji University abroad, and a company did not have a good eye to admit him, but after a long time, the young master lost his temper and was successfully dismissed.

   Every time after that, Liang Shao couldn't stand the anger of the employees at the bottom of the company. Two days can be regarded as a record of challenging the limit.

   After tossing around for a while, I didn't make any money, and because of beating people, I got paid.

   And after Liang's father expelled Liang Shao, the company's predicament was immediately relieved.

   Father Liang was afraid of Chuzheng and did not dare to inquire about Young Master Liang's current situation.

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  October, the weather suddenly cools down.

   Chuzheng entered the studio wrapped in a coat, Lisa was preparing to go out with someone, and met her outside the elevator.

   "Boss, a satellite TV invited them to be the guests of the Spring Festival Gala..."

   "You decide."

  “…”

   Who is the agent! !

   Chuzheng went upstairs. People in the studio were recently preparing for their new song. There were discussions and flipping documents everywhere. The whole office seemed busy.

  Chuzheng went to the dance studio to find someone. The new song is going to be recorded in the MV. There is a short dance part in it. Now they are practicing with the teacher.

   "Homura, why is your waist so soft?"

   Chuzheng went in and heard such a sentence.

   She looked at the corner expressionlessly, Mu Sheng was looking at Sheng Yan's waist with envy, and Qu Jiangxiao was standing on the other side, practicing the movements according to the teacher's instructions.

   The temperature in the room was a little higher, and it was dancing, so Sheng Yan was only wearing a thin T-shirt, and at this moment, Mu Sheng lifted half of it up, revealing a fair waist.

Snapped--

  The person over there heard the voice, looked up in the mirror and saw Chuzheng exuding cold air.

  Mu Sheng also waved at Chuzheng: "Boss!"

   Sheng Yan pulled the clothes back, and the clothes fell, blocking the amputated limb.

   "Boss, what did you buy?" Mu Sheng strode towards Chuzheng: "I'm so hungry."

  Chuzheng held down what she put down: "Go find your wife."

  Mu Sheng: "??"

  Mu Sheng probably saw that Chu Zheng was very unhappy at this time, so he withdrew his hand angrily, and made an excuse to leave in a hurry.

   Qu Jiangxiao glanced at Sheng Yan, gave him a wink, and left.

   There were only two of them left in the dance studio.

"come over."

  Sheng Yan stood in the corner, heard the sound of Chuzheng, and walked over with his head down.

   Not a long distance, Sheng Yan walked for a full minute.

   He stood in front of Chuzheng, took a deep breath, and summoned his courage: "Miss Meng...I have something to tell you."

   Chuzheng nodded: "Speak."

   "I..." Sheng Yan pinched his thigh to calm himself down: "I, I like you." He closed his eyes and spit out this sentence.

   "Well." Who do you want to like if you don't like me!

   Chuzheng's flat voice made Sheng Yan's anxious mood instantly condense.

   "You...have nothing to say?"

   "What?" Chuzheng looked at him: "I like you too?"

  Sheng Yan's palms were full of cold sweat, and his voice was trembling because he was nervous: "Do you like me?"

"Like it."

  Sheng Yan didn't dare to look directly at Chuzheng, and fell on her in an instant, her heartbeat was chaotic, and she could no longer find the pattern.

   However, the girl opposite was as calm as ever, as if to her, the phrase liking was just a common word.

  Chuzheng raised his hand and licked his hair twice, and naturally told him: "Eat the food, don't practice too long."

   Sheng Yan watched Chuzheng leave, he wanted to stop her, but he couldn't make a sound.

   Qu Jiangxiao and Mu Sheng came in from outside and immediately surrounded them: "Xiao Yan, did you say that?"

"said."

   Sheng Yan lowered his head, his voice a little muffled.

   "Huh? What's the result?"

   "No result." Sheng Yan paused.

  Mu Sheng asked: "She doesn't like you?"

   "...she said she liked me."

   Mu Sheng snorted: "Then why is there no result? It's not like they all like each other, that means there is a result?!"

  Qu Jiangxiao pressed Mu Sheng: "What's going on?"

  Sheng Yan: "She didn't say anything after that..."

   Mu Sheng and Qu Jiangxiao looked at each other, what do you mean by not saying anything later? You have to make a statement when someone confesses, right?

   "Homura..."

   "I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back first."

   Sheng Yan avoided their questioning and left the dance studio.

   When he passed by Chuzheng's office, he glanced inside. Chuzheng was sitting at the desk working on documents. Sheng Yan was about to look away when the person over there suddenly raised his head and met his gaze.

"Come in."

   Sheng Yan: "!!"

   Sheng Yan didn't really want to go in, but his thought flashed, and people had already walked in.

"close the door."

   Sheng Yan went back and closed the door.

  Chuzheng kept his head down and continued processing the documents, taking time to ask him, "Have you eaten anything?"

"……ate."

   Sheng Yan's tone was hesitant, obviously lying.

Chuzheng looked up at him, dropped the pen in his hand, stepped on the desk, kicked hard, the chair slid back a little distance, and the hand on the back of the chair knocked aggressively: "Come here. ."

   Sheng Yan: "..."

   Does she call small animals?

   (end of this chapter)