Chapter 159

Fu Tong was silent for a while, and finally decided to pretend that he didn't see Fu Qianyuan and get in the car and sit down.

His neglect was too obvious. Lu Chuan's erotic people naturally saw it, and he stayed there and could not make any noise.

In contrast, the little weasel became the simple one. He didn't pay attention to the wrong thing between the two people and asked: "Big Boss, should we go to the gymnasium first or the studio first?"

"Go to the studio first."

Fu Tong's 10th anniversary concert was held at Longdu Gymnasium, but he made an appointment with Wen Lang to go to the studio in the morning to spend the thirty songs to sing the concert several times.

Huang Lang also knew that he asked this question now just for caution and confirmed it again. After getting the answer, he responded and happily held the steering wheel.

The car slowly headed eastward, and at this time the horizon was still covered with misty dust.

Fu Tong looked down at the time. It was just after six o'clock. After thinking about it, he asked Lu Chuan: "Have you contacted Wen Lang? This cub is very charming, don't get up yet."

"I've gotten up after five o'clock."

It was past five o'clock, and Fu Tong was still sleeping at that time.

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Something is wrong in this world. Even elderly care players like Wen Lang have begun to get up early and work hard.

"It's not easy." Fu Tong smiled and said.

Thinking about the experiences of working with Wen Lang before, Lu Chuanshen agreed: "It's not easy."

The two looked at each other and agreed with each other's statements.

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It was almost half past six when I arrived at the studio.

Fu Tong walked into the recording studio and saw Wen Lang lying on the recliner with his guitar in his arms, his posture as lazy as a kitten.

He closed the door: "What's wrong? I was tired last night?"

Fu Tong just said this, but he didn't think about anything else, but Wen Lang felt a ghost in his heart, so he became angry and embarrassed: "What are you talking about nonsense? Why do you have only these waste materials in your heart?"

Fu Tong: "..."

Mr. Yazi was suddenly criticized and was innocent: "Whatever I think, just say that I am all waste?"

Wen Lang snorted and did not respond. Fu Tong looked at him for a while, and suddenly realized: "You can't be thinking about some waste, right?"

Ah this.

Wen Lang's eyes dodged and continued to remain silent. Fu Tong looked at him and wanted to laugh, but at the same time he had some bad thoughts and said suspiciously: "...Aren't you really tired, are you still a minor? You're not like this?

Too good.”

This time, my tiredness was obviously what Wen Lang thought of just now.

Upon hearing this, Wen Lang's face turned red instantly: "What, what's tired, what's not good, my relationship with Mr. Qin is very pure, and I did nothing."

Fu Tong didn't believe it very much: "Really?"

"Of course it's true," said Wen Lang. "At most, it's just a kiss and hug, and nothing else is left, like the things in the short videos you sent me... there is nothing."

The next sentence was very quiet.

Fu Tongyi said: "What kind of short videos are not small videos... Can you call them short videos as you like learning tutorials? It sounds unreasonable."

"That's not right. You're not a serious person anyway." Wen Lang criticized him.

"..." Fu Tong was silent for a few seconds, and decided to pretend that he didn't hear it, and asked again, "I really didn't do anything that a minor shouldn't do?"

Wen Lang was silent for a few seconds, and then said the following words word by word: "Really, no, there is."

Although this cub usually speaks a little badly, he never lies, and Fu Tong still knows this.

He believed it, so he didn't plan to continue asking, but Wen Lang didn't want to end the topic, and naturally turned it onto Fu Tong: "It's you, you should be tired of doing something inappropriate last night.

That one?"

Fu Tong:?

He looked at Wen Lang: "Why do you ask that?"

"An hour ago, I asked Lu Chuan if you are awake, and Lu Chuan said you are still sleeping." Wen Lang looked at him in a narrow voice, and emphasized the tone of the words [you], "To be honest, I really want to know this

Who are you talking about?”

Fu Tong: "..."

He looked back at Lu Chuan, whose eyes were vague and cowardly, and he did not say a word to escape with silence.

Yes, yes.

Why didn’t you see you so cautious and cowardly when talking to Wen Lang?

If you think a little more, I will not fall into such an embarrassing situation.

Fu Tong didn't know what to say, and he was speechless, and there was a little subtle glory. Fortunately, Fu Qianyuan didn't follow him in, but went to the gymnasium to watch the progress first, otherwise Fu Tong felt that he would be ashamed every minute.

To social death.

Although the current situation is actually no different from social death.

Feeling the little dragon bracelet wrapped around his hand tightly, Fu Tong thought desperately.

Don't want to talk.

Let's forget about this.

Fu Tong rubbed his eyebrows and refused to continue the topic. He picked up the guitar next to him, just wanted to do a career and not say that he was in other aspects of his temperament.

Wen Lang raised his eyebrows, but didn't continue to say anything, just laughed and picked up the guitar as he picked up.

...

In the [Old Times], I walked with Fu Tong several times. At 2 pm, the two of them went to Longdu Gymnasium and prepared to rehearse a few more times in the end.

Put on makeup before rehearsal to avoid being too late to get too nervous.

The dressing room of the two people faces each other on both sides of the aisle. Wen Lang is on the left and Fu Tong is on the right. Fu Tong pushed the door and there were already two people inside. One is Zhou Hua, a makeup artist he has worked with since his debut, and the other is naturally

It's Fu Qianyuan.

He stood beside Fu Tong's seat, and smiled gently at him: "Baby, you are here."

Fu Tong just pretended that he didn't hear it, walked over and sat down, and turned his gaze to Zhou Hua: "Come on."

Zhou Hua nodded, walked forward with the box two steps, and then suddenly froze when Fu Qianyuan also saw it, and stopped there.

Don’t ask, asking is just a coward, asking is just a fear, asking is just a daring to move, asking is just a trembling.

Zhou Hua is also a demon, and to be more precise, he is a ghost.

——The ghost of the painted skin.

The formal contract worker of Shanhai Inn is usually responsible for plastic surgery at the inn. When he is idle, he will go outside to take on some private work such as beauty and outfits, and has business dealings with many monsters in the circle.

As a monster, he naturally knew who Fu Qianyuan was, and could also feel the power and oppression of the destined monster on the latter.

Zhou Hua's body was stiff and did not dare to move, so he could only ask Fu Tong for help with a concealed look.

Fu Tong saw it in the mirror and narrowed his eyes: "Don't scare him."

This is the first sentence Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan said today.

Finally hearing the voice of his own baby, Fu Qianyuan's eyes softened: "I didn't scare him, it's because he's a little weaker, he just scared himself."

Fu Tong looked at Zhou Hua: "Is that true?"

What else can I say?

Zhou Hua looked at Fu Tong and then at Fu Qianyuan who looked at him. After a few seconds of silence, he nodded indescribably.

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Fu Tong actually knew that Zhou Hua was wronged, but he didn't want to say too much to answer the ex-boyfriend's lovely words, so he had to pretend to be confused and pretend that nothing had happened: "Put on makeup."

While saying that, he glanced at his ex-boyfriend with a warning.

Fu Qianyuan laughed silently, but cooperated very well and did not scare Zhou Hua anymore. But even so, Zhou Hua was still panicked. After finishing makeup as quickly as possible, he made up an excuse and went out first.

As soon as Zhou Hua left, only Fu Tong and Fu Qianyuan were left in the room.

Fu Tong turned on the table and actually remembered the lyrics book that he could not be familiar with. He pretended to read it and did not intend to pay attention to Fu Qianyuan, but obviously Fu Qianyuan did not want to do this.

He stood forward to Fu Tong's side and called him softly: "Baby."

Fu Tong turned a deaf ear and continued to read the lyrics book.

Fu Qianyuan leaned over slightly and said again: "Baby."

Fu Tong was still silent and felt that this ex-boyfriend was really annoying and super harsh.

But his ex-boyfriend didn't feel annoyed. He looked at Fu Tong and continued to call his baby over and over again. Fu Tong was rarely patient. He didn't call him a few times like before and then called him out loud. This time he was connected.

After calling so many sounds, I still sat there steadily in silence.
To be continued...