After Retiring From The Entertainment Industry, I Became The Real Young Master Of A Luxurious Family

Gu Yanshen had a dream, in which many chickens were crowing.

With stereo surround sound effects, his brain was sore that he opened his eyes and saw the little culprit rooster on the ground.

The little rooster raised its arrogant neck and crowed while running with its short legs. The sound was loud, and the roof was almost overturned.

Then I went to see the owner of the little rooster, curled up in the shape of a caterpillar, with only half of his chestnut head exposed.

Unbearable Gu Yanshen lifted the quilt and got out of the bed to catch a chicken. Unexpectedly, the little **** had short legs and ran very fast. He sneaked into the bathroom inadvertently and was captured on the spot by Gu Yanshen who was chasing into the bathroom.

After turning off the alarm, Gu Yanshen suddenly felt that the whole world was quiet.

He carried the cockscomb, threw the little rooster on Lu Wenxing's bedside table, and glanced at Lu Wenxing who was ‘sleeping so soundly’, only to realize that something was wrong.

I saw that the person on the bed had red cheeks and frowned brows, as if breathing was difficult. Gu Yanshen reached out and pushed Lu Wenxing, trying to wake him up, but was scalded by the temperature of Lu Wenxing's body and touched it. Lu Wenxing's forehead was really feverish.

"Would you like some water?"

Lu Wenxing’s throat was dry with smoke, and he licked his dry lips. He wanted to drink water a little bit, but he asked Gu Yanshen to pour him water, but he didn't dare to take it.

Just thinking about it, the glass filled with water was handed to his eyes, Lu Wenxing thought in his heart not dare to take it for him with honest hands.

After taking a few slurs, he was relieved, and thanked him quietly.

He has a hoarse voice and a heavy nasal voice. He probably has a bad cold.

"Talk to the director team. If it doesn't work, go to the hospital to hang up some water."

Lu Wenxing firmly refused. He didn't want to get the smell of disinfectant, his groggy head shook like a rattle.

"Then you will sleep again."

Lu Wenxing wanted to nod, but worried that he might have missed the shooting. The main reason is that the program group paid a lot of money, and it was about to catch up with his half-year income. Lu Wenxing was embarrassed to take the money and still lie in bed.

He heard from Wei Ze before that many undisclosed little stars don't get any money on variety shows. It is purely to have a chance to show his face, but also the possibility of being replaced at any time.

In this comparison, Lu Wenxing felt that the program group he encountered was still very conscientious, and he should get up and continue working.

Gu Yanshen didn't give Lu Wenxing a chance to get out of bed, so he took away the glass in his hand, "You lie down, I'll talk to the director team."

***

Wenjia.

Wen Zheng's cold face was reflected in the mirror. He looked at himself up and down, and walked out of the room after making sure that he was dressed neatly.

When closing the door, he noticed that the door of the next room was opened a crack.

Wen Zheng didn't think much, pushed the door and walked in. Ji Yuan stood in front of the desk near the balcony, carefully wiping the photo frame.

"mom."

"Xiao Zheng." Ji Yuan turned around and stopped at Wen Zheng's suit, "I want to go to the company on weekends?"

"Well, something is wrong." Wen Zheng stepped forward and took the cloth and photo frame in Ji Yuan's hand, "I'll do it."

On the freeze-frame photo of his gaze, the sharp eyebrows gradually softened.

The picture shows a four or five-year-old child with a big trophy in his arms, a bright smile on his face, and his eyes gleaming like stars.

This photo was taken when my younger brother participated in the children's street dance competition.

Wen Zheng still remembers the appearance of his younger brother holding the trophy and rushing to him to ask for praise.

"Brother, I won the championship, is it amazing?"

Ji Yuan looked at the boy in the photo, her tender eyes showing deep miss.

"I will go to City G tomorrow."

Ji Yuan's eyes lighted, and then he responded in a low voice.

"I have spoken with the family in City G. They said that the child is just 20 years old this year, the same age as Xingxing. And..." Wen Zheng paused, as if he was calming the emotions in his heart.

"The police station has a record. He and Xingxing reported missing on the same day."

Ji Yuan raised his head abruptly, his pupils were slightly enlarged, and he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, resisting the urge to cry.

Wen Zheng handed the photo frame to Ji Yuan and patted her on the shoulder comfortingly. "I haven't seen the photo yet, so I'm not sure he is the star, but even if it isn't, he should..."

"Should have seen the stars."

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When Lu Wenxing woke up, it was almost noon, and the fever had subsided, but his throat was very hoarse, and his cough was aggravated.

The winter in City G is very cold, and there is a temperature difference of more than ten degrees between City C, where Lu Wenxing lives. The coat that Lu Wenxing wore yesterday was not too thick. Maybe he caught a cold when he went out for dinner last night.

Others have gone out to do missions, and now Lu Wenxing is alone.

Thinking of adding friends with Gu Yanshen in the morning, Lu Wenxing picked up the phone and sent Gu Yanshen a WeChat.

[ET] Where are you?

【. 】Cinema

【. 】There are cold medicine and anti-fever medicine on the table

Lu Wenxing turned his head and looked. There was a sticky note on the box stating what medicine it was, and it should be the medicine prepared by the program team.

[ET] Thank you, Teacher Gu

After Lu Wenxing finished posting, he posted a picture of a little penguin bowing.

[ET] What is today's task? Cinema conductor?

【. 】almost

【. 】Just can’t be recognized

[ET]...

Resident guests like Gu Yanshen, Song Jiajia, and Li Xiangming, who are hotly searched, don’t want to be recognized.

If it is too conspicuous to be assigned to the ticket office and beverage counter, it is difficult not to be recognized when you have to communicate with customers.

But if it is the ticket inspector at the entrance of the theater, he doesn't need to talk much, and he can hide it for a long time.

Lu Wenxing felt that he had taken Wen Yu over yesterday too right, and now Gu Yanshen can still team up with Wen Yu.

[ET] What kind of work is arranged for you?

【. 】Sell popcorn

Today is the weekend, and the cinema has a lot of visitors. Wenxing Lu couldn't help much. After thinking about it, he sent Gu Yanshen an emoticon pack of "Come on Duck".

Well, the spirit is with Gu Yan Shen.

…

Lu Wenxing's cold didn't heal even after the show was recorded, and it became more serious. Later, he went to catch a bit.

Physical problems can't be controlled by oneself, and the director group expressed their understanding, but it was a bit regrettable.

On the first night in G City, the director team was very optimistic about Lu Wenxing. He looked good and had a good sense of variety, but he didn't know how to get shots for himself.

I thought that following Gu Yanshen's task the next day, I should be able to earn a lot of shots. As a result, the sudden cold couldn't even participate in the recording.

"It's okay, go back and raise it well, and wait for your second return."

Before leaving, Song Jiajia deliberately separated from Lu Wenxingdao. When he caught a glimpse of Gu Yanshen behind him, he asked quietly. "Why don't we team up for the second period?"

Before Wenxing Lu said a word, Gu Yanshen pulled the person back, with an obvious refusal.

Song Jiajia didn't give up, "Don't you think that the exchange of teammates is actually very topical? I think the audience will like it very much."

Gu Yanshen naturally didn't agree. Song Jiajia was just playing around. She and Wen Miao were doing pretty well, but seeing Gu Yanshen always expressionless, she couldn't help but harass him.

Song Jiajia and Lu Wenxing said a few words, and pushed the suitcase to leave at the urging of the assistant.

Gu Yanshen was not in a hurry to leave either. He will have an announcement tomorrow that City G. The assistant has already booked a hotel near his work place for him. He waited for the nanny car to arrive before leaving.

Wen Yu and Lu Wenxing left together, both of them returned to City C, and the ticket that the assistant helped Wen Yu booked happened to be at the same point as Lu Wenxing.

It's just that Wen Yu is a first-class position, and Lu Wenxing is in economy class.

"Help you upgrade to first class? It's more comfortable than sitting in economy class. It's not good for you to be sick, and it's uncomfortable to sit on the plane for a long time."

"No thanks."

"Wen Xing, you can listen to Brother Yu. If you are in economy class, we will not be able to take care of you when you are in economy class. Brother Yu is very worried about you."

"Thank you for your concern, but really not necessary."

Lu Wenxing was sick with a cold, and it had nothing to do with whether he was in first class or economy class. For him, it was only a three-hour flight.

Moreover, Xie Chengfei will come to pick up the plane, and Lu Wenxing does not want his family to contact Wen Yu.

After passing the security check, Wen Yu went to the VIP lounge. Lu Wenxing sat in the lounge chair in the lobby and waited for the flight, bowing his head to send a message to Xie Chengfei.

It was already 8:30 in the evening when Lu Wenxing got off the plane.

Xie Chengfei was carrying a cup of milk tea, and when he saw Lu Wenxing, he passed the milk tea to him.

"give."

"Is it cold outside?"

"The wind is pretty big, wear a scarf." Xie Chengfei took out a gray scarf from the bag and wrapped it tightly on Lu Wenxing.

Xie Chengfei didn't think it was enough, and put the hat on Lu Wenxing's head again, "Okay. Let's go out."

The hat was deliberately lowered by Xie Chengfei to withstand the cold wind outside. Lu Wenxing's mouth and nose were buried in the scarf, revealing only a pair of clear eyes.

"How do you want me to drink milk tea?"

"Who said it was for you? This is what I want to drink. I will lend you to warm your hands first."

Lu Wenxing: "..."

In the end, Lu Wenxing did not drink a bite, Xie Chengfei drank milk tea and chewed pearls in front of him.

Finally, I didn't forget to stab him. "People who are sick are not eligible to drink milk tea."

…

On the other side, Gu Yanshen, who had arrived at the hotel, received Song Jiajia’s WeChat.

[Song Jianjian] The director team wants us to give each other gifts in the second phase, do you know?

【. 】have no idea

[Song Jianjian] I want to prepare gifts for everyone, what do you want?

【. 】...

[Song Jianjian] Since you are giving gifts, of course you have to give them what suits the other party’s wishes

【. 】Casual

[Song Jianjian] You are really a straight man

【. ]?

[Song Jianjian] You didn't hear it, am I waiting for you to ask me "what do I want"?

Then, Song Jiajia sent another screenshot, which was a screenshot of the chat with Lu Wenxing.

The same opening remarks.

[Song Jianjian] The director team wants us to give each other gifts in the second phase, do you know?

[ET] Haven't heard of it yet

[Song Jianjian] is to prepare gifts for everyone. what do you want?

[ET] I like it as long as it is given by Jiajia

[ET] Does Jia Jia have something that I particularly like?

Gu Yanshen typed blankly after reading it.

【. 】what do you want

[Song Jianjian] Hello, perfunctory

【. 】...

[Song Jianjian] Okay, just kidding.

[Song Jianjian] I just want to ask you, do you know what Wen Xing likes?

Gu Yanshen was even more inexplicable after reading it. How could he know what Lu Wenxing liked?

Gu Yanshen typed "I don't know", and his finger rested on the send button for a while, somehow he remembered Lu Wenxing's pink bath towel.

The text in the dialog box was deleted, and he retyped two words.

【. 】pink?

Song Jiajia ignored Gu Yanshen's last question mark and reported the situation to others with joy.

[Song Jianjian] Wen Xing likes pink, we all send fans

After sending it to Wen Miao, Song Jiajia copied and pasted it to Li Xiangming and Zhou Zitong.

[Song Jianjian] Wen Xing likes pink, we all send fans

After the post, Song Jiajia suddenly felt that she was hiding her merit and fame, and Lu Wenxing would definitely be very happy when we meet in the next issue.

At this moment, Lu Wenxing, who had already returned to the dormitory, did not know that he would receive several ‘surprises’.