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The two entered the lounge, and Rong Yuheng saw four boxes of dishes on the table, two meals, and the fragrance overflowed from his pockets.

He almost praised Wen Zezhen as a good man again.

But he still held back after thinking about it, mainly because he was afraid that Wen Zezhen would be proud.

"Sit down." Wen Zezhen took out a pair of chopsticks from his pocket, peeled off the plastic paper and handed it to Rong Yuheng.

The latter's full attention was focused on the fragrant meal, and he took it without thinking that anything was wrong.

Upon seeing this, Wen Zexuan began to secretly rejoice in his heart: Proof of a good relationship, plus one.

He stretched his hand to open the box and pushed the sliced ​​winter squash fried pork and steamed beef to Rong Yuheng, and the remaining shredded potatoes and vinegar cabbage on his side.

Wen Zezhen said, "Eat more meat."

Rong Yuheng immediately looked up with emotion, his eyes were clear and gleaming, and Wen Zezong's heart was suddenly abrupt when he saw it.

Before I suddenly heard a word, "You are like my grandmother."

Wen Zezong, "..." ended suddenly.

He tried to make himself calm and relieved that it was Rong Yuheng's expression of closeness.

Rong Yuheng's "moment of movement" is really "moment". It lasted quite a short time, and it almost ended as soon as the word "milk" was dropped.

He turned to the great cause of Chafan, "Yang La Ya La" like Gener Little Piggy...

Wen Zezhen's hand holding the chopsticks stagnated slightly, and a shocked expression appeared on his always cold face.

After staring at Rong Yuheng for a few seconds, he said quietly, "I remember the conditions in your house should be pretty good?"

Rong Yuheng didn't know what kind of magical variety it was. The brainwaves that were not available at ordinary times were turned on when Wen Zexang rarely complained—

He raised his head sharply, and condemned in pain, "You are despising me!"

Wen Zezong reacted faster than him, and immediately replied, "No!"

Rong Yuheng sneered lightly, "Oh, man."

Wen Zezhen reminded him seriously, "You are also a man."

Rong Yuheng, "Oh, yes."

He reorganized his expressions and words, "Oh, actor."

Wen Zezhen, "..." This was the first time he heard someone say those two words in such a contemptuous tone.

…

With enough food and rice, Rong Yuheng slumped on the seat like a jelly, not too soft.

Wen Zezhen squinted at his belly and suddenly understood the joy of raising small animals.

I really want to scratch.

Rong Yuheng didn't forget the "business" Wen Zezhen said. He patted his belly and sat up again, asking under Wen Zezheng's slightly regretful eyes.

"What's the matter with resources?"

Wen Zezong narrowed his eyes, "I heard that you were cut off twice."

Rong Yuheng nodded, "Once completed, once failed." After he finished speaking, he turned around, "How do you know?"

Wen Zezheng downplayed, "I just heard about it."

Without waiting for Rong Yuheng to ask again, he said again, "I heard that Xu Sun was shrewd before, thinking that he was at best a small favor, and the contract was changed, so I didn’t care much. Sorry, it was my negligence Up."

When Rong Yuheng heard him say this, a subtle feeling came into his heart:

Wen Zezhen is not obligated to **** him, so why should he apologize to him?

"It doesn't matter." Rong Yuheng shook his head indifferently, "I am a newcomer, so how can a newcomer have not been wronged."

Wen Zezhen glanced at his cheerful and swaying dumb hair, and made sure that this person really didn't force himself, "You can think about it."

But Wen Zezhen knew that he was right. There are not so many things that go smoothly in the world, and everyone he won't meet is kind, and not everything he experiences is as good as people's hearts.

Most of the time, things are still artificial.

Wen Zexang himself also made his debut at a young age. It seems that he has been on the altar all the way to the stars, but how could he have not suffered secretly.

He still couldn't help but stretched out his hand to flatten the conspicuous hair, "Don't wrong yourself too much."

Rong Yuheng let him pull obediently, and bowed his head shyly... he was ashamed to tell Wen Zexang how much money he brought into the team.

The situation of clearing the way for his practical capital is also compelling, and the premise is that he can guarantee to bring benefits to the small critics.

After all, even the best friends need to pay in both directions, and it is impossible to plow their own land like others are scalpers.

…Speaking of scalper Rong Yuheng, I think of his elder brother Rong Congyan. I haven't contacted him for so long, and I don't know if the big scalper still remembers himself.

Seeing that he was a little distracted, Wen Zezhen asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Rong Yuheng was pulled back to reality and changed the subject, "It's nothing, Brother Su said that he can change to an agent in the future."

Wen Zezhen deliberately closed his small ears, skipped the "Brother Su", and only received the latter part of the signal. "When you become more famous, you can bring higher benefits to the company, you can mention it."

In fact, with Wen Zezheng's position in the company, it is entirely possible to ask Xu Sun to be replaced above, but that name is not right.

He has no reason to help Rong Yuheng—with their current relationship, what other people would think of Rong Yuheng.

"Xu Sun specializes in squeezing soft persimmons. You can be a little tougher and don't have to rely on him for everything. He can't squeeze you, and he won't force you."

Rong Yuheng nodded, and he could also see: Xu Sun belonged to the type of "Buddhist line of wool".

This kind of person is suitable to experience the Buddha's light.

Wen Zezhen glanced at his watch, "The time is almost up, you go back to sleep for a while."

Rong Yuheng was immediately moved: Wen Zezong actually let him go to sleep after eating!

Rong Tianshen would not indulge him so much! What kind of fairy mentor Wen Zezhen is!

"Ms. Wen, you are really livable."

Wen Zezhen was the first time he heard that "people" can be livable. He thought independently for a while, and then gave up after thinking to no avail, "How can I be livable?"

Rong Yuheng, "Suitable for cohabitation, referred to as Livable."

If Su Yuyin was present, he would definitely sigh for the second time: This is not only a physics giant, but also a word-making genius!

Wen Zezheng put his emphasis on the front when he heard this. His thoughts were a little erratic, and he thought: Since it is so livable, why don't you try to live alone?

He unfolded his tail silently, "I can cook and mop the floor."

Rong Yuheng clapped hands with the venue, "You are so kind!"

Wen Zezong's heart warmed, "If you think I'm good, then you call me a few more'brothers'."

Rong Yuheng spoke straightforwardly, calling many, many "brothers":

"Brother, brother, brother..."

Wen Zezhen, "."

For some reason, all Wen Zhongyun's "chuckles" echoed in his ears, intertwined with Rong Yuheng's voice, composing a moving symphony.

This is completely different from what he imagined.

He withered.

With the materials taught by the tutor in the past few days, director Chen Li was relieved to devote all his energy to the next third promotion match.

Rong Yuheng had planned to stay with Zhou Shubai all the time to practice, but was taken away by Bian Chen, who was on the verge of being irritable.

Bian Chen scolded and rapped while trying to find people:

"You only know to practice there,

Don’t care about your temper?

What are you talking about friend loyalty, yo~

I can see all the farts! "

Rong Yuheng is familiar with Bian Chen's urinary sex. The latter seems to be complaining, but in fact it is just "chen-style acting like a baby".

I also made a new word specially for him—

Rong Yuheng looked at Bian Chen's irritable little soul lovingly and tolerantly: I'm in love with love.

Rong Yuheng was pulled aside by Bian Chen, "What's the matter, who provokes you again?"

Bian Chen, "Grass, have you seen the topic of #王牌创星#? There are those that pull cp in it."

Rong Yuheng, "No, what cp?"

Bian Chen, "I **** know that some people like to knock CP, but how come anyone knocks me and Yu Fu? I'm sloppy, they can't see that I hate him?"

Rong Yuheng was also shocked, "How did this knock?"

He knew that the relationship between the two was really bad.

Bian Chen sneered, "What do you love and kill each other, your mouth is upright... And he got a **** cp name called ‘surrender’. I’m really convinced."

Rong Yuheng comforted him, "Everyone just knocks on their own ideas to satisfy their own imagination. You don't have to be true."

"I don't care if I change one person, but Yu Fu, I'm **** really...I want to beat him every day!"

Rong Yuheng understood his rejection psychology, "I know. In fact, your cp name should be changed."

Although Bian Chen didn't want to hear the word "cp", he still couldn't restrain his **** curiosity, "What?"

Rong Yuheng, "The farmer and the snake."

Bian Chen, "..."

He felt that Rong Yuheng was poking his kneecap.

Out of courtesy, Bian Chen said lightly, "You know you have also been pulled a lot of cp—egg peeler, Yi Rong, Shan Rong, Rong Ning..."

Rong Yuheng didn't care, "It's all friends, and I don't mind."

Bian Chen, "Oh, there are still people knocking on Teacher Wen's CP."

Rong Yuheng suddenly became interested and moved out of the bench to prepare to eat melons, "Whose cp is Mr. Wen and who?"

He really couldn't think of whom Wen Zezong could get on CP with him, could it be which mentor was it?

Bian Chen pierced his conjecture, "With you."

Rong Yuheng, "..."

After throwing the heavy bullet lightly, he swayed away like a villain.

Rong Yuheng was caught off guard to prevent eating melons from eating himself, his whole body was shocked and stood still.

Ka Ka Ka Ka... He and Wen Zezhen's CP?

No matter what Rong Yuheng's mood is, everything is moving forward step by step.

The third promotion match finally arrived.

Under the mentality of the giants to criticize the theater, the Rong family's father and son's guarded eyes, and Wen Zezheng's calm anticipation-the live broadcast has begun!

The moment the bright stage appeared on the screen, the barrage was frantically brushed up, and fans were trying their best to support their favorites:

"Single Qi Shan Qi, invincible!"

"Wu Shuang Fengyue, everywhere Shen (Bian Chen) is here"

"Open the barrier and protect the best thorny newt!"

"I thought I clicked into the fan drama/doge"

…

Rong Congyan, the eldest brother of the tool man, is also online, unwilling to lag behind and type:

"Go into the sea to follow, just to pick the fairy face!"

After he finished sending it, he turned his head and said to Rong Tianshen, "Dad, you can also send a sentence, the more Xiaoheng's barrage, the higher the popularity."

Rong Tianshen held the phone with a cold face, "Nonsense!"

Rong Congyan sighed, shook his head and turned back not to force it.

After half a minute, a barrage suddenly appeared among the overwhelming support:

"Be down-to-earth, have a strong root, love life, pick your capacity."

Rong Congyan:...! So red and righteous cheer! Also rigorously ended!

His eyes flashed, and his father caught a glimpse of his phone just in time.

…understood.

After the host's routine opening remarks, he entered the performance of the first group of students.

As soon as the stage lights were turned off, the scene was quiet, the quiet blue light was projected down, and the stage was filled with mist. The soothing music flows out, like a stream of clear springs snaking across the mountain.

This is a two-person dance performance. Two performers leaped out from both sides of the stage at the same time, drawing a graceful arc in the air, as vigorous as a deer, with rigidity and softness.

The two teams’ respective support teams began to blow rainbow farts on the barrage... Rong Congyan caught a glimpse of Rong Tianshen’s hand and began to move around, suddenly like a big enemy.

"Dad! You can't use your own house when performing in another house!"

Rong Tianshen paused with his hand, and then guiltily picked the phone case, "I don't know how to use it. I saw the phone case is dirty."

Rong Congyan looked at the bright and reflective phone case in front of him meaningfully, "I misunderstood you."

Rong Tianshen, "Well, sometimes you just do things too subjective."

Rong Congyan, "..."

He suspected that Rong Yuheng's cheeky energy to climb along the pole got the truth from his father.

In the undercurrent surging confrontation between the two, the first group of performances ended.

Then I heard the host Xi Lin report, "The next group, Rong Yuheng and Zhou Shubai."

The Rong family and his son suddenly gave up the fight, and unconsciously sat up straight and stared at the screen in front of them. Rong Congyan's hand has even been placed on the keyboard, ready to run the rainbow fart applet at any time.

For example, "Beauty Beauty", "Dancing Eyelashes" and the like. Anyway, their family looks alike, to praise Rong Yuheng is equivalent to indirectly praise themselves-such an opportunity is not easy to come by!

The camera was aimed at Xi Lin's face, but there was a rare hesitation in his enthusiastic eyebrows.

In the next second, Xi Lin’s high voice resounded across the stage.

"I asked them to bring us a cabaret show-"Kamen Rider"!"

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