You Are My Gravity

The CP that the fans chose for Qin Zheng and Chen Mo was called the silly son CP of the landlord’s family, or CP for short.

This is a unique nickname for the fans.

Qin Zheng is a Weibo that invites fans to revel, just shouting, the two of them are crazy sugar.

However, the official Weichen of the two-person team @ two people: You two have time to fight, can't you forward and promote your new song? Can you be a dedicated idol? Would you think about the feelings of our staff? We are official micro, not wild!

When the fans saw it, they laughed wildly: I feel this is the most aggrieved, helpless, pitiful, and weakest official, hahaha...

No idol is obedient, and none is willing to cooperate.

Fans, run to comfort him: poor little, don't cry, sisters love you.

Because Qin Zheng was here, Xu Mu was still up early in the morning. He saw Qin Zheng and the others teaming up an official WeChat complaint and couldn't help feeling: "I really feel that you and Chen Mo's fans are the best fans that have been restocked. Apart from not knowing the idol, I did all the things an idol should do, publicize it for you, help you hit the list, and also help you comfort your own agents, including the staff, can you two have a snack?"

Qin Zheng flipped through the script and said, "I'm already very serious. You see, how serious and careful I am. I finish training during the day and come back at night, and I stay up late to read the script... How serious am I?"

Xu Mu also had a script in his hand. He rolled it into a tube and knocked Qin Zheng on the head: "Really shit, I think you are lazy."

Qin Zheng snorted: "How can I..."

"Don't be lazy, go on..."

Qin Zheng said with a bitter expression: "Should I memorize all the lines? The filming hasn't started yet. I will remember a part. When I turn around to film, I can remember the rest?"

Qin Zheng was still very energetic after watching the game, and Xu Mu stopped him from wanting to play the game.

Xu Mu threw him the script, told him to recite his lines, play against him, and talk about the play.

Xu Mu flatly refused: "No. Lines are the basic skills of an actor. You are not from an academic class and have not received systematic training. Don't think that if your performance teacher praised you a few words, you think you can be the actor. Do you still deliberately praise you, don’t you understand, if it’s not for your background, who would take care of you."

Qin Zheng said angrily: "I know...you won't break me, you just hit me all day, hit me..."

Xu Mu knocked Qin Zheng's head again: "After you can really perform a drama that shocked me, then I will praise you. You said that now, with all your body, can you find something that makes people boast? Lao Tzu opens a small stove for you, you are quite impatient, know how many people want me to open a small stove for them? Don’t be dissatisfied, if it’s not because you are my son, who would take care of you..."

Qin Zheng snorted: "The smelly old man, you are taking advantage of me again. What is your son? My mother hasn't agreed yet. Don't say so early. Even if one day my mother agrees, now you can only say ,Future."

"What is important about this, don't care about these details, sooner or later, hurry up, look back."

Xu Mu didn't care about this at all. In his opinion, that was his son.

What is the future and what is the difference?

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