Woke Up, the Actor Picked Up the Cub

Before the time came the next day, Cheng Yu watched the TV with fear and watched variety shows with his fiancée. During the New Year, I met my parents and decided to kiss him, and his girlfriend was already a fiancée.

The third round of the game was darts. After knowing the content, everyone gathered at Archie to practice darts. Archie was not stingy and shared it with everyone.

Only Duan Congzhi, holding his mobile phone aside, scanned him several times, but he did not participate.

After being slapped in the face, most people are on the sidelines and dare not judge his behavior easily.

A few pieces were quickly covered, and Duan Congzhi's lens was pulled and sat in the martial arts hall to watch with everyone. This time I don't know who played the video, and the projection also brought a top barrage.

It was the second day after the screen was turned. The guests followed the program group to the game venue set up in advance, looking at a board of small balloons.

How are small balloons and darts?

When the program team took out a small dart, everyone knew that it was indeed a dart, but it was not a dart board, but a balloon.

When Duan Congzhi said that he was undercover, the barrage had already been brushed up neatly according to the sentence pattern he had spoken before.

[Our martial arts people have strong wrists]

[Our martial arts practitioners have good eyesight]

[Our martial arts practitioners are awesome]

Duan Congzhi did not brag. When it was his turn to play, he directly aimed at the long white tail. From left to right, there were four darts and four balloons. The balloon burst, and the four darts lined up horizontally in a straight line. , Steady on the board.

The coil on the balloon fell, and the white tail fell in half.

At this time, there were nine balloons left on the field. The staff added according to the rules last time. The camera has been placed on the balloon board. The audience watched the ball above the white tail change from four to six.

[This is too much]

【unfair】

[Can this happen? 】

[Laughing to death, I was successful when the props brother pulled the darts twice]

[Distressed Xiao Duan, Africans are undoubtedly]

[Normal, this dart doesn’t work hard]

Duan Congzhi was not in a hurry after returning to the court. He was familiar with the feel of the darts in his hand as he was the first time, with a calm and confident smile on his face.

The muffled sound of a dart sticking into the board is hidden under the crisp sound of the small balloon bursting. The darts in the small bamboo tube are reduced one by one, one, two, three, four, five, and five darts fall in a straight line. Shake without shaking.

With the last balloon left, the white tail almost landed, but Duan Congzhi didn't start immediately. After confirming the rules with the staff, he casually threw the last one.

The editor gave the close-up to the balloon first, and the balloon just shook and didn't break.

【what happened】

[What about darts? ? ? ? 】

[Faulted? 】

Then the camera was given the tail again, and it was already on the ground.

After both sides were displayed, it was replayed again. This time the camera focused on the thin white line between the balloon and the tail. Duan Congzhi’s casual throw of the dart pierced the thin line accurately and the tail fluttered. When it fell on the ground, the balloon swayed.

[Fuck, is this really a special effect?]

[This ** is fine too? ? ? 】

[Definitely practiced it]

[Fake, I'm stupid]

[So just ask the rules to pretend to be force? 】

At the end of the game, the staff member who had just added balloons went up to pull the darts to clean up the mess. He was ready to pull the darts very hard, but still did not pull them out.

He was stunned, and compared a dart with the one on the wooden board, and found that the entire part of the dart on the wooden board without plastic-coated steel nails was stuck in the wooden board, about one centimeter.

In the end, he used pliers to clamp it out, and after clamping it, he glanced in the direction of Duan Congzhi.

[Some wax for props brother]

[Practicing darts said this wrist strength is really scary]

[I go, is this a hidden weapon in the legend? 】

[Brother Xiao Duan is awesome! (Exhausted)

[Is there anything he doesn't know]

[I believe he is a master of martial arts]

While the variety show was broadcasting, one of Duan Cong was gaining fans. After Lin Han made an oolong show last time, @段琮之 was referring to Zhiding Weibo and explaining that he was not the real Duan Congzhi, and pointed to the road @段琮之JQK, from From last night to now, in just one day, Duan Congzhi's Weibo fans have increased by hundreds of thousands.

Duan Congzhi has performed well in three consecutive games, and everyone's attention has been focused on him. With the new fans, it seems that his personal discussion has finally surpassed CP.

Cheng Yu breathed a sigh of relief. If that's the case, it's okay. He left the sofa with confidence to deal with work matters, with a seven-figure annual salary, even in the New Year, he was obliged to work overtime.

When he finished his work and returned, his fiancee looked up from the screen of his phone: "Does your company have a chance to contact Duan Congzhi? I want his signature."

Cheng Yu usually doesn't talk about work matters at home, and doesn't know how to gossip about his boss's emotional life, so his fiancee doesn't know that he knows Duan Congzhi.

I would ask it because I liked him, so I tried my luck.

Cheng Yu said cautiously: "There is a branch company below that cooperates with him. I will look for opportunities when the time comes..."

His fiancée had already put aside the phone and came to hug him. Cheng Yu was flattered and confused. What happened?

He went to read Weibo again, and the wind direction changed again.

It's not just a few pairs of CP dancing happily. Searching Duanzong in real time, almost all related content covets his beauty.

[Duan Congzhi, how pure and want to do it? 】

[I'm done (light a cigarette)

[Where’s that cool guy? No matter how the style of painting changes, it will change]

[Uuuuu, beg Xiao Duan to play the fox demon, I am gone]

Fox demon? ? ?

What fox demon? Cheng Yu had a bad premonition. Instead of watching the replay, he chose to continue searching on Weibo and soon found a video.

He almost forgot, the highlight of his life is role playing.

The fox demon in red, sitting sideways on a large chair, with his neckline slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone. He glanced at the camera lightly, casually carrying a bit of danger, bewitching, and bewitching, but his movements of holding his tail And like a child.

Pure and desire.

This was recorded by the footage of the program team, and the photos taken by Hu Xuze and Ning Haoxuan were also released, and then they were rejected by others. Why not use SLR.

Then there was a video of a little Taoist chasing a rabbit spirit and being intercepted by a fox demon. The skateboard they got in the second round finally came in handy.

With the help of a skateboard, Duan Congzhi completed the "teleshift".

The fox demon's tail has been put away, the rabbit spirit plunged into his arms, the fox demon touched his head to protect him behind him, and then confronted the little Taoist who was chasing him.

The little Taoist looked solemn, but did not dare to fall on him. He occasionally looked at each other, blushing and looking away.

This is a fox demon, such a beautiful and powerful creature, even if he knows his danger, it is hard not to be fooled by him.

Cheng Yu is used to seeing Duan Congzhi, and he feels amazing to see this, let alone other people. He has a headache, how to say this, not to mention it seems he is careless.

In the end, he carefully selected some screenshots of exaggerating Duan Congzhi and sent them to Qin Ke. No matter what Sanye thought about Duan Shao, he should always be happy to see him being praised.

This time he did not post a link to Weibo, he was afraid that San Ye would see other things along Weibo.

Those who are after all their speculations, they know that most of them are not true.

This shouldn’t be considered a fire in the backyard, right? No need to post it?

But Qin Ke has his own app. He looked at the little rabbit demon who was held in his arms by Duan Congzhi, the little Taoist priest who dared not look at him, and an emoticon pack of Duan Congzhi hugging left and right. Knocking on the table gently.

On the morning of the first five days of the lunar new year, it was still very lively outside the gate of Tongyuan Wuguan.

The street where the martial arts hall is located is very old. It was a relatively wide street in the past, but now it seems a little under-sighted.

Every household has a car. In addition to walking between relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year, the two-lane road is not enough to stop. Both sides are crowded with cars, leaving only a narrow road in the middle.

The driver didn't know the road conditions inside, so he didn't dare to go in rashly, so he could only stop temporarily to see what the third master meant.

One of Duan Cong was sent out to buy groceries with his younger brother. His younger brother was the only disciple of the younger brother, named Duan Chenfang, the child of another brother who died young. His wife was after his death. He left, leaving behind a child less than three years old, who was brought back by Duan Yun to raise him.

He was about the same age as Duan Congzhi. He grew up in the martial arts museum. In recent years, he has gone to school outside, working part-time in summer and winter vacations, and only arrived home in the third year of junior high.

Duan Chenfang carried the fish, and went back ticking. Duan Congzhi was holding vegetables in his hands, walking slowly behind. When I saw Qin Ke on the street, I thought I had read it wrong.

He walked over and asked him in a low voice: "Why is Sanye here?"

Qin Ke gave him a red envelope: "New Year's Money."

Duan Congzhi put all the vegetables in one hand and took his red envelope.

"Okay, give it to me."

It means you can go now.

But Qin Ke did not leave, looking at him.

Duan Congzhi smiled, leaned close to him, put the things in his hands behind him, and asked him: "Miss me?"

He tilted his head and the tail of his eyes to look at people, like a fox demon, but at this time there is no makeup, and there are small dimples looming when he laughs. Compared with a fox, he is a bit less coquettish and more lively and agile. , Like a cat.

Qin Ke murmured.

Duan Congzhi pretended to nodded: "Oh, I missed me."

Qin Ke rarely said something he likes to listen to. When people are here, he can’t let him go. Anyway, he enters the door and drinks tea. Duan Congzhi gives him a little bit of the food on his hand. The driver wants to come and pick him up. Avoid it, let him buy some gifts.

"What do you buy? There are small shops on the street. There are no things that meet your worth. Let Uncle Ding come with you. There are many people in the martial arts hall and there is no shortage of chairs."

Uncle Ding glanced at Qin Ke, San Ye nodded, and he followed along.

Duan Congzhi and Qin Ke both had vegetables in their hands, but he walked away empty-handed. Uncle Ding was a little uncomfortable, thinking that he had done it in Yuncheng before.

In the martial arts hall, Duan Chenfang had already arrived. He put the fish in the kitchen and chatted with his senior brothers: "I don't know whose son-in-law came to the house, so grandiose."

On one side, a senior asked: "What kind of pomp?"

"The car is not cheap to look at. It's longer. I think it's a few million bigger." He thought about the person standing next to the car and added, "That person is also very nice."

The custom here is that the daughter spends the first year of her marriage at her natal family. It is considered to be the last year of her family. Until the new year, the son-in-law can find a time to pick up the person.

It used to be the Lantern Festival before the end of the year, but now it's changed early, just after the third grade.

This picking up is like picking up relatives. It's a pomp. These won't be put on the surface, but it's inevitable that there is a comparison in private. Therefore, most people's first reaction to seeing luxury cars on the street during the New Year is this.

However, the children who would rush out to see the cars and people in a swarm have grown up, and the brothers just said a few words casually, and then put them down.

What son-in-law has nothing to do with them, it is better to care about your family.

"Why hasn't Zhizhi come back?"

Duan Chenfang was also surprised, he went out with Duan Cong one piece, and Duan Congzhi should have arrived no matter how slow he walked.

"I'll go out and have a look."

He put down his things and walked to the door. When he reached the door, he just saw Qin Ke.

He patted his thigh: "Oh, this is ours?"

Duan Congzhi took the food in Qin Ke's hand and prepared to take it to the kitchen together. He walked in and heard him shout, inexplicably: "What is our family?"

"My son-in-law!"

Duan Congzhi: "???"