Chapter 28
Feng Jingbo was wearing simple white casual clothes, and he couldn't hide his extravagance. Like a prince in a fairy tale, driven by fate, he came to Lin Xiaozhu's side.
Lin Xiaozhu tore open the packaging of the milk chocolate, even though his mouth was full of bitterness, he did not rush to eat it, but handed it to Feng Jingbo's mouth.
"Old Gong, it's hard work, you can eat it too."
Feng Jingbo smiled slightly, leaned in and took a bite: "It's very sweet."
"Really?"
Lin Xiaozhu stuffed the chocolate into his mouth and chewed it.
"It's delicious!"
Feng Jingbo stared at him silently, his eyes getting darker. His voice was low and hoarse, sexy and seductive: "Xiaozhu, have you heard of indirect kissing?"
"Never." Lin Xiaozhu opened his big innocent eyes, "What is that?"
Feng Jingbo smiled , attached to his ear, and explained in a low voice.
Foul language, unsightly!
Lin Xiaozhu chewed for a long time, and couldn't help putting down his hand, staring at the chocolate in his hand for a long while.
"Old Gong, you know a lot." Lin Xiaozhu's face was as usual, he unscrewed the water bottle and took two sips.
Feng Jingbo thought that he could see the shy appearance of bamboo shoots, but he didn't expect him to continue nibbling on things like he was nothing.
Feng Jingbo gave him a deep look, and couldn't help but doubt his ability to express himself.
Could it be that the words he used just now were too subtle, so Xiaozhu didn't react at all?
The rest time was not long. After Lin Xiaozhu nibbled, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.
"It's getting late, I have to go back to touch up my makeup. Otherwise, I won't be able to make it in time." Lin Xiaozhu stood up and patted the dust on his buttocks.
"Well." Feng Jingbo's eyes lingered on his small buttocks for two seconds before he lowered his head and packed up the rest, ready to hand it over to his assistant.
He sent Lin Xiaozhu to the door of the stairs: "Go ahead. We'll meet again in the evening. I've booked a hotel, and this is the room key."
Lin Xiaozhu accepted the room key, but he didn't leave in a hurry. Instead, he stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Feng Jingbo's neck.
Feng Jingbo was stunned for a moment, and saw that delicate and lovely face was slowly approaching him. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, like butterfly wings.
The next second, a soft touch came from the lips.
It's fleeting, that beauty, so fast that it's almost impossible to capture.
"Old Gong has to study indirect kissing, it's really miserable. Just tell me if you need to. I will kiss you gently without disfigurement. Time is running out, I really have to leave, old Gong goodbye~ After saying that ,
Lin Xiaozhu opened the door and turned to leave.
Feng Jingbo stood there, unable to return to his senses for a long time.
The old attack is really miserable, really miserable...
Feng Jingbo took out his mobile phone and stared at the days circled above, his eyes became more and more fierce.
At this time, Lin Xiaozhu had already returned to the backstage, and he didn't know that he had long been missed.
——The
second round of the game is a singing game. Everyone joins hands in a row. The first person and the last person hold the poles of the power grid in their hands.
A presenter stands on the stage and controls the discharge button, and a presenter holds the microphone. The backing vocals of a song are played live, and whoever points the microphone to the mouth will sing. If they sing wrong, the entire group will be punished with electric shocks.
The current passes through the designed safe current, it will not be dangerous, but it will be painful.
As a special guest, Lin Feiyu left after finishing the word formation game. To be tested are 12 singers including Lin Xiaozhu. Because of the large number of people, they were divided into two groups to compete against each other. Teams that spend a long time in the game will also receive additional penalties.
The backstage farce, the show crew knows. Just because I don't know which side of these people will be given resources to take off by Xingyao Entertainment Company, so I didn't rashly intervene in this battle.
When the bad-hearted program group was grouped, they deliberately divided Sun Yuanfeng and his dog-legs into one group, and the rest were grouped together.
Lin Xiaozhu held hands with people and stood there, waiting for the singing test.
Under the stage, Feng Jingbo's teeth tickled with hatred.
Many viewers are also soft-hearted, they want to bully the lovely Lin Xiaozhu, but not like this! And this batch of games is still sitting in a row, one person can't sing well, and the whole team holding hands will be unlucky!
Fortunately, these people are all singers, and they don't sing out of tune. Songs are also popular songs, reducing the difficulty of learning.
It's just some lyrics that I accidentally remembered wrong.
"The word is wrong, it's not tomorrow, it's tomorrow."
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Everyone was electrocuted, and immediately let go of their hands, walking around and grinning.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaozhu rolled his eyes. He frowned, shook his hand, and seemed to be a little sluggish.
It is well known that water conducts electricity. Lin Xiaozhu's body moisture is much lower than that of humans. Although it does not act as an insulator like bamboo poles, its electrical conductivity is much worse than its ability.
Moreover, he is in the state of bamboo under the human shell, and there is a membrane called keratin on the surface of the bamboo. It is composed of wood fibers, or hollow, with low moisture content and high resistance. Under a limited voltage, a path cannot be formed.
Compared with those who felt pain, Lin Xiaozhu didn't actually feel much. but……
[Your common sense is not good, you have to learn to adapt accordingly. If you don't feel like your performance is normal, then imitate it and make yourself appear gregarious without being obtrusive. ——by Liu Feng]
"The punishment in this game is not easy. Let's work harder and try to pass it directly next time~" the host smiled.
Soon, another round of accompaniment sounded.
This time, someone sang the wrong lyrics.
"Ah!" Lin Xiaozhu shouted so loudly that he jumped out.
Feng Jingbo: "???"
Strange, Xiaozhu's reaction just now was obviously not that big. Could it be that those perverts in the background have increased the voltage?
Feng Jingbo's eyes darkened, his hands tightened unconsciously.
Be a star, work hard and make no money. It's better to go home and play...
After two more mistakes, Lin Xiaozhu's team finally broke through the difficulty and completed the task.
Next, it was Sun Yuanfeng's team.
However, their luck was bad, someone in the team had a bad memory, and it was a wrong word. In the end, their entire team was electrocuted to the point of doubting their lives, and they lost to another team because of the time, and each was given a large glass of lemonade.
Lin Xiaozhu stood aside, so happy that his eyes turned into two crescent moons.
After the game is over, the stage time for these people has come to an end, and then Sun Yuanfeng and Lin Xiaozhu sing to the end.
Sun Yuanfeng sang his most popular song, but to these audiences, it was actually a normal song. If the song is good enough, Sun Yuanfeng will not debut for a few years, and he is still a little transparent who can only bully newcomers.
After Sun Yuanfeng, it was Lin Xiaozhu's turn to come to power.
The big screen behind him played the scene of the dense bamboo forest. The breeze is blowing, and the bamboo leaves are rustling. There is something elegant and interesting.
Lin Xiaozhu on the stage was radiant, completely different from his previous image. The training results of that period of time are perfectly displayed at this moment. He sings with ease, and his walking and gesture interactions are impeccable.
Lin Xiaozhu's voice was ethereal and even more moving when he sang a clear song. The audience is immersed in it unknowingly, secretly embarrassed.
I don't know which girl is so lucky to be secretly in love with Lin Xiaozhu.
At the end of the story, when the protagonist of the story was relieved and blessed the girl, some audience members in the audience wanted to shout: "She has no vision, I will come!" After the
song, Lin Xiaozhu bowed and stepped down.
"He's so cute. If I could marry him, I'd rather lose 10 years of my life! Doesn't he like men? I'm gentle and considerate, so I'm the most suitable partner."
"I also searched, and it's true that he likes men, but, He's married."
"What's wrong with marriage? These days, divorce is as simple as going to the market to buy vegetables."
Feng Jingbo: "..."
Haha!
——Lin
Xiaozhu left the backstage, walked to the bathroom, and called the cook at home.
"We'll definitely be at home tomorrow night. When the time comes, you can make turtle soup..."
After the busy work is over, it's time to think about how to make up for Lao Gong. I'm really a caring bamboo shoot~
Feng Jingbo still doesn't know the mind of a certain bamboo shoot, and he feels distressed when he patronizes it.
He took the car and went straight back to the hotel.
As soon as Lin Xiaozhu entered the door, Feng Jingbo couldn't help but took his hand and checked it carefully.
"Xiaozhu, it hurt a lot on the stage just now, how was your hand?"
Lin Xiaozhu's hand was white and tender, without the slightest scar.
"I'm fine, I'm a bamboo with a human shell..." Lin Xiaozhu explained and scratched his head embarrassedly.
"Old Gong, don't worry, I'm fine."
Feng Jingbo breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
The phone in his pocket vibrated, and it was a text message from his assistant.
[The call of the chief director of "Happy Everyday" is coming, it's...]
After being comforted by Lin Xiaozhu, Feng Jingbo's anger has mostly dissipated. Since Xiaozhu was not injured in the game, let it go. However, there is another thing to be dealt with.
What Feng Jingbo decided was a luxurious presidential suite, very luxurious.
After recording the show, Lin Xiaozhu was exhausted. He yawned, went into the bathroom to wash up, and planned to go to bed earlier.
Feng Jingbo walked to the balcony and called the chief director of "Happy Everyday".
"Your show is popular, don't be too flirtatious. You don't have enough makeup artists. Go back and let the TV audience see ugly faces. Will the ratings still be good?"
"President Feng, you are right. This time the makeup The teacher incident was our momentary negligence, and I will handle it properly." The chief director is a personal expert, and he extracted the keyword "makeup artist" in one second, and made clear the ins and outs of the matter.
After hanging up the phone, the chief director went directly to his subordinates.
"Who is the person who is doing things for the makeup artist today, and put him on the blacklist of our show."
"Director, are you not afraid that he will become popular in the future?
" If he wasn't hidden in the snow, he should be snickering." The director sneered, "I will tell you the inside story because you are my confidant. Don't ask anything else, just do it."
"Okay."
A cigarette is lit.
That guy's schemes are so poisonous that being on TV is not the same as real people. Others don't have good makeup, and their appearance can't be compared. At that time, even if the photos on the official website of the song's promotion are good-looking, the audience will think they are cheating.
However, in the face of absolute strength, no amount of conspiracy is vulnerable!
After Feng Jingbo called the chief director, he called the vice president of Xingyao Entertainment, saying that some people in the company had misconduct, which was not conducive to the healthy development of the company, and asked for a proper rectification.
The vice president remembered Sun Yuanfeng. After checking, he found that the other party was in conflict with the president's wife again.
Come on, this time in the muddy waters, let this person go to the knife first!
With Feng Jingbo's two phone calls, if Sun Yuanfeng wants to become popular, he can only reincarnate!
——After
ten minutes, Lin Xiaozhu finally came out of the bathroom.
In the past, he would wear pajamas with cute patterns at home. But today he changed into a snow-white bathrobe because he forgot to bring his pajamas.
His skin was fair and delicate, and against the baggy bathrobe, he looked as white as snow, making him even more attractive. The end of the bathrobe was a little over the buttocks, and swayed as he walked.
When Feng Jingbo looked at it, his eyes were almost straight. Although his heart was as hot as magma, Feng Jingbo's face was still calm, and there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary.
It's just those falcon-like eyes that hide terrifying desire and hope!
Lin Xiaozhu was tired and sleepy, barely walking around with a narrow slit. Not to mention that Feng Jingbo just stared at him, even if Feng Jingbo danced wildly, he might not notice it.
Lin Xiaozhu lifted the quilt, climbed up, and rested his head on the pillow. He pulled the quilt to cover it, then closed his eyes and went to sleep.
He didn't even remember the "Good night Lao Gong" that he had to shout every night. He was so tired today that he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
Only Feng Jingbo was left standing in the spacious and lonely suite, his heart bleak and desolate.
Feng Jingbo stared at the person on the bed for a long time before finally resigned to the bathroom.
Isn't that just a cold shower? Used to it!
——In
the early morning of the next day, Lin Xiaozhu woke up faintly. He raised his hand, rubbed his eyes, and saw Feng Jingbo who was sitting by the side reading a book.
Feng Jingbo held a book in his hand and watched it quietly.
"Old Gong, are you up already?" Lin Xiaozhu got out of bed, put on slippers, and went into the bathroom to wash.
"If you're tired, you can sleep a little longer. I'm not in a hurry. I'm just used to getting up early."
"No, I'm also used to getting up early." Lin Xiaozhu put the ointment on the toothbrush.
Feng Jingbo walked to the bedside table and picked up the phone: "Breakfast can be brought here."
After Lin Xiaozhu washed up, he saw a sumptuous breakfast on the dining table, all kinds of snacks he liked.
Lin Xiaozhu's eyes lit up: "Wow, delicious food will be available so soon."
"I asked the hotel to prepare it and keep it hot. When you wake up, serve it up."
Feng Jingbo walked over and helped Lin Xiaozhu Pull out the chair.
Lin Xiaozhu sat at the table, picked up chopsticks, and ate.
Feng Jingbo picked up the chopsticks and ate slowly and gracefully.
"Old Gong, next time you have breakfast, you don't have to wait for me. If you are starving, I will feel distressed." Lin Xiaozhu said sternly, as if smearing honey on his mouth.
Feng Jingbo felt sweet in his heart, and gave him another piece of shrimp dumplings.
"I'm not hungry. If I were hungry, I would have ordered food long ago." Feng Jingbo smiled slightly, closing his eyes as a fool.
Although he used to eat breakfast alone, but now he is used to getting along with Xiaozhu. There are few people at the table, and I always feel that something is missing, and it is empty.
Although Lin Xiaozhu is simple, he is not mentally retarded. This level of "lie" can't be concealed from him at all.
Lao Gong... was really nice to him. He has to do his best to help Lao Gong replenish his body! Although the turtle soup is too obvious, it may make Lao Gong feel a little uncomfortable, but for the sake of Lao Gong's body, he can't do anything about it.
Feng Jingbo was still enjoying the breakfast for the two of them, not knowing that Lin Xiaozhu could not wait to bring all the supplements in the world to his dining table.
——The
cook has been very anxious since she received the task taught by Lin Xiaozhu.
Turtle soup, what to make up, everyone knows.
Of course, more anxious than the cook is the maid serving the food.
"Housekeeper, I'm not feeling well. I want to take an afternoon off and go to the hospital for a check up." The maid smiled in front of her.
The housekeeper glanced at her: "I see that you are very good, don't pretend to be sick. The young master is not as scary as you imagined, just serve the food as usual at night.
" .
She prayed silently, praying that Feng Jingbo's anger would fall on her.
The male strength is questioned, Mr. Feng, you just need to clean up the dissatisfied little wife, don't pay attention to us little shrimps!
The car stopped in front of the villa, and Feng Jingbo and Lin Xiaozhu came to the dining table hand in hand.
"Xiaozhu, the day after tomorrow is your birthday. I'm going to hold a birthday party for you at home, what kind of friends do you want to invite?"
Lin Xiaozhu was startled, biting his chopsticks and thinking: "I don't have many friends either, so I'll turn around and ask Ask them if they are free."
To be honest, he didn't even know when his birthday was. When the Yokai Administration issued an ID card, the date of birth was nonsense.
"I've already made an appointment with the chef, and I'll cook you a lot of delicious food..." Before Feng Jingbo could finish speaking, he saw the maid tremblingly serve a large bowl of turtle soup.
Lin Xiaozhu's eyes lit up: "Old Gong, I specially ordered the cook to make this soup for you. Eat it quickly, eat more."
Feng Jingbo was silent for a while: "You all go down, Xiaozhu and I are alone. Let's talk alone." The
housekeeper and the maids stood begging and screamed, all of them were as quiet as a chicken. Hearing this, they walked away one by one as if they had been granted amnesty, as if there were evil spirits chasing them behind them.
"Xiaozhu, you can't eat food indiscriminately. Do you know what the turtle soup is for?"
Feng Jingbo was about to educate the innocent Lin Xiaozhu when he was stabbed by a flying knife.
"I specialized in Baidu, so I made the soup for you." Lin Xiaozhu replied solemnly, "Turtle turtle soup can make up for fatigue and aphrodisiac. Look, how suitable for you.
The author has something to say: Lin Xiaozhu is holding turtle soup: "Old Gong, you need it.
Feng Jingbo was expressionless: "No, I don't need it! " "
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