Rebirth: National Crown Prince

The moment he put on his coat, the boy's figure became petite. Although the boy was not short, he looked so petite in Yu's eyes.

Mo Yu saw that the boy's hair was a little messy, and was about to reach out and straighten it for him, but unexpectedly, the cell phone on the table vibrated.

At the first moment, Mo Yu reacted quickly and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yu didn't immediately look to see who called, but immediately looked at the boy lying on the table.

Seeing that the boy didn't wake him up, Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Then he saw him leave his seat with his cell phone in his pocket, then walked softly towards the door, and finally came to the corridor.

Under the bright light, Mo Yu was seen leaning against the wall, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand dialing the phone number that was hung up just now.

"Mo Yu, where have you been fooling around? I haven't been able to see you during this period, and you haven't posted selfies on Weibo. Now those fans suspect that you have withdrawn from the circle." Zhang Xiaodong said helplessly.

"You are an artist, an actor, and a public figure after all. Can you focus a little more on your career..."

"Actoring is a side job now." Mo Yu directly interrupted Zhang Xiaodong's long-winded mode.

"What?" Zhang Xiaodong almost wondered if his ears were hallucinating.

What did Mo Yu say just now?

Acting is a side job...

Zhang Xiaodong was confused.

This is the first time I heard that actors have a side job.

"Are you sure you're not making some international joke? How come being an actor has become a side job?" Zhang Xiaodong felt like his head was buzzing, and his brain was a little stuck for a moment.

Mo Yu turned his head to Qinggui's face and said, "It wasn't before, but it is now."

Zhang Xiaodong opened his mouth, only to feel that his world view was completely shocked by his artist.

The first time he was shocked was when he learned that his artist and Wan Zexi were together.

The second time I was shocked was when his artist suddenly changed from a woman to a man.

This time Zhang Xiaodong was shocked and speechless.

After a while, Zhang Xiaodong asked with a numb face: "Then tell me, what is your main business?"

Mo Yu: "Game."

Zhang Xiaodong: "..."

"If you dare, tell me again, what is it?" Zhang Xiaodong really felt the need to look at his ears.

Mo Yu was so patient for the first time. After all, Zhang Xiaodong really did good for him and often thought about him.

So he repeated again: "Game."

"..."

"I think it's necessary for me to go to the hospital..." Zhang Xiaodong said with a numb face.

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, "Are you sick?"

"...I suspect that my ears are hallucinating. It may be that I am dreaming, or you may be sick."

Mo Yu: "..."

Zhang Xiaodong looked at the cell phone he was talking on in a daze and stayed there for a while.

Mo Yu frowned, "Is there anything else?"

"No..." Zhang Xiaodong replied subconsciously.

"No, wait, why don't you post it on Weibo." Zhang Xiaodong said immediately, fearing that the other party would hang up now.

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, and then he saw him standing up straight with his knees bent, and said in a low and cold voice: "We'll do it in a moment."

"Oh." Zhang Xiaodong stared blankly at the screen of his hung up mobile phone. Two seconds later, his expression changed from disbelief to dumbfounded, and now to a look of sadness.

What should I do if his artist goes to play games?

It must have been the prince of the Wan family who abducted him again. Even if he abducted the person, he also abducted his profession.

If the monthly ticket sales exceed 1,000 in nine days, I might consider updating forty chapters...but I don’t think it’s possible, so I’m relieved. After all, monthly tickets are not easy to get, so don’t rush me to update.