Chapter 35
Even though Lin Xiaozhu was extremely resistant to that, he could only accept the arrangement obediently.
After all, his whole family has been favored by Grandpa Feng. He promised to give Grandpa Feng a little demon grandson, so no matter how difficult the road ahead is, he will find a way to solve it.
Starry outside the window, bright lights inside.
Lin Xiaozhu sat on the bed, wearing pajamas, and looked at the man in front of him with some restraint.
"Lao Gong, tonight, be gentle. I'm going to the company tomorrow..." Lin Xiaozhu turned his head to the side and glanced at the other side timidly.
That appearance, like a lamb that fell into a wolf's den, can only rack his brains to make himself feel better.
"Xiaozhu, don't be afraid. I studied it carefully again, and we can gradually adjust to it."
Seeing Lin Xiaozhu's frightened appearance, Feng Jingbo was also very helpless.
Compared to the night of the birthday party, Feng Jingbo became much more patient.
He tried a little bit and let Lin Xiaozhu relax and adapt.
But when it was time to pick up the gun and go into battle, Lin Xiaozhu, who had been relaxed at first, immediately became nervous again... all previous efforts were lost.
Feng Jingbo spent a lot of time trying to finally let Lin Xiaozhu relax a little.
Then, Feng Jingbo couldn't hold back any longer...
Bamboo knots filled with water, rice and other ingredients were roasted on the fire. Even the round bamboo can't get off the grill. It can only be cooked slowly under the continuous fire, making a "crackling" sound...
Bamboo rice is so delicious and delicious, thousands of times. Over the years, so many diners have indulged in its taste. Feng Jingbo was naturally unavoidable and couldn't help but taste it again and again...
——Although
this experience was not as "tragic" as the first time, Lin Xiaozhu still had lingering fears.
Trembling in his calf, he struggled out of bed to eat breakfast.
"Old attack, I think you need to be a little more restrained. Keep working hard, anyway, this time you have made progress." Lin Xiaozhu raised his hand and patted Feng Jingbo's shoulder lightly.
His eyes were affirmative, like a serious and responsible inspector.
Feng Jingbo: "..."
Could you please stop using such a serious appearance to tell me about bed matters, and
Lin Xiaozhu limped into the bathroom, her thin back became weaker and more pitiful.
His pajamas were loose and baggy, and it looked as if they would be torn when they were torn, and then revealed the white and tender inside...
Feng Jingbo's eyes became hot, and his eyes changed when he looked at Lin Xiaozhu. His dark eyes were filled with silent desire and hope, deep and terrifying.
Lin Xiaozhu was standing in front of the sink, brushing his teeth. Because his throat was a little dry, he didn't hum as usual. When the mind is calm, it is easy to find some abnormalities around you.
He brushed his teeth for a while, frowning slightly.
It was a very familiar feeling, just like when he was a bamboo shoot when he was stared at by insects...
Lin Xiaozhu slowly turned his head and met those wolf-like, worm-like eyes.
This big bug gnawed a mark on his neck yesterday, which made him laugh at him.
Of course, that time was his punishment for lying, he admitted it. But now...
Lin Xiaozhu's mouth was full of bubbles, and he couldn't say a word. He stared at Feng Jingbo for two seconds, then pulled the bathroom door.
"Bang!" The
door was slammed shut, and it seemed that Lin Xiaozhu, who was overwhelmed, protested.
Feng Jingbo: "..."
So, was Xiaozhu's "approval and encouragement" just a polite remark?
After working so hard last night, Xiaozhu still didn't fall in love with his technique, but avoided him like a snake like before.
Feng Jingbo silently took out his mobile phone, intending to continue to polish his skills.
In the bathroom, Lin Xiaozhu slowly brushed his teeth, thinking about today's affairs.
Did he just go too far?
Outside the door, Feng Jingbo felt that he had wronged Little Cutie, and was thinking about how to coax Lin Xiaozhu.
The door suddenly opened, and Lin Xiaozhu stuck out a small head, and said cautiously across the door, "I will do it the day after tomorrow." The
butt hurts and needs to be supported.
Feng Jingbo laughed sullenly: "Okay."
Why is Xiaozhu so cute?
"Come on, Xiaozhu, do you feel a sore back? Lao Gong will rub it for you."
Lin Xiaozhu glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "It's getting late..."
"Can you really go to the company with your body?" Jing Bo said worriedly, "The production of the horizontal and vertical songs has been completed, otherwise don't go there for a few days. Stay at home and I will take good care of you."
Lin Xiaozhu walked to the bed and lay on it with a "squeak".
"Okay, I'm not going to the company today. You give me a rub." Lin Xiaozhu lifted up his pajamas, revealing his thin waist.
There are two blue and purple marks on his white and tender waist, which were left when he was bullied and imprisoned last night.
Feng Jingbo coughed when he saw the evidence.
"Xiaozhu, does it hurt? I don't know the severity, I will pay attention later." Looking at the miserable Lin Xiaozhu, Feng Jingbo felt guilty.
He massaged Lin Xiaozhu slowly, with gentle movements, for fear of damaging the other party.
He couldn't help scolding himself for being a beast, how could he succeed last night?
Feng Jingbo leaned down and gently kissed Lin Xiaozhu's ear: "Xiaozhu, next time, I'll be lighter."
"Old Gong, why don't we do less?" Lin Xiaozhu turned around and looked forward to seeing With Feng Jingbo.
Feng Jingbo didn't go down the steps, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "...Okay."
It used to be done every other day, but it turned into every other day.
It's not because Lin Xiaozhu doesn't want to finish the task quickly, it's just that his old waist can't help tossing!
Aside from the bed, Feng Jingbo treated Lin Xiaozhu very well.
——Time
flies, and "Happy Everyday" is about to be broadcast again.
Today's program is the one when Lin Xiaozhu came on stage.
The song production has been completed. After the show is broadcast, the company will release 12 songs and open the voting channel.
At night, Lin Xiaozhu and Feng Jingbo sat on the bed side by side, waiting for the show to start.
Lin Xiaozhu took out his mobile phone: "Come on, let's watch the show."
"The screen of the mobile phone is small, which is inconvenient." Feng Jingbo picked up the remote control beside him and pressed the button.
There was a slight vibration from the ceiling, and then a TV was lowered slowly, facing the two people at the head of the bed.
Lin Xiaozhu was stunned.
What kind of black technology is this!
"I remember the show on Fruit Channel..." Feng Jingbo held Lin Xiaozhu with one hand and pressed the remote control with the other to change the channel.
It was still early, and the TV station was broadcasting an advertisement.
Lin Xiaozhu's heart was pounding, and he was so nervous that he squeezed Feng Jingbo's hand.
"Old Gong, will I not be on camera? What if I get swollen on camera like a steamed bun, what should I do ?
"
His forehead, his eyes full of doting.
"Xiaozhu, you're as thin as a bamboo pole. If you're too swollen to see on camera, do the other actors still need to live?"
Lin Xiaozhu laughed breathlessly: "Old Gong, you Are you kidding me? I'm as thin as a bamboo pole, I'm just a bamboo now, I just haven't done it." What
a cold joke.
Feng Jingbo's expression was subtle, and after a while, he said, "Yeah." The
show started, and Lin Xiaozhu and his party took to the stage.
On the scene, Lin Xiaozhu was the most dazzling star. He looks handsome and cute, and his gesture of holding the microphone is restrained and shy.
On the stage, Lin Xiaozhu waved to the audience.
Unbeknownst to everyone, he was not waving at the audience, but at his old attack.
While doing it, Lin Xiaozhu didn't feel anything, and was happy to patronize.
But now, looking at the way he was waving his hands excitedly, and the appearance of Chen Cang in the dark...
Lin Xiaozhu's face quickly flushed red, he pulled up the quilt and covered half of his face, revealing only the deer-like eyes and the tips of his red ears.
Feng Jingbo heard the rustling in his ears, and when he turned his head, he saw Xiaozhu's cute little appearance.
Feng Jingbo couldn't help but stretched out his hand and snorted his head.
"Xiaozhu, how can you be so cute?" Feng Jingbo's voice was low and hoarse, extraordinarily sexy.
Because he has already slept, the bottom line of an old rogue is getting lower and lower. In the past, he only treated Lin Xiaozhu as a child, not to mention being serious in front of Lin Xiaozhu.
And now... husband and wife's life needs a little seasoning to adjust.
Feng Jingbo leaned down, leaned close to Lin Xiaozhu's ear, and whispered, "Xiaozhu, you are so cute... I miss you."
Lin Xiaozhu was stunned, turning his head to the side. Those eyes that were exposed outside the quilt looked straight at him, their eyes were clear and innocent.
"Thinking about the sun? What do you mean?" The knowledge reserve of a certain old-fashioned bamboo shoot is completely insufficient.
Old rogue Feng Jingbo: "..."
Although Lin Xiaozhu lacks common sense, but in order to have the spirit of learning and research. Even though Feng Jingbo did not reply for a long time, Lin Xiaozhu did not give up, but continued to wait for an answer.
...to "force" Feng Jingbo to commit a crime!
"Xiaozhu, day is a verb..." Feng Jingbo attached to Lin Xiaozhu's ear and explained bit by bit.
The warm breath sprayed on Lin Xiaozhu's neck, Lin Xiaozhu's heart trembled, and his delicate face was dyed red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Flow, hooligan!
After teasing a little cutie, Feng Jingbo felt at ease both physically and mentally.
Xiaozhu is so cute, so naturally, she should love her, and "love" her well!
Lin Xiaozhu's face was blushing, and the top of his head was about to steam.
He was shy, took out his mobile phone, opened the mobile phone calendar, and there were circled numbers on the calendar.
Every two days, there will be a red circle.
Lin Xiaozhu solemnly pointed to a day that was not circled: "Lao Gong, today is not the day to hand over public food. You can't take advantage of it."
Feng Jingbo smirked.
"We have been working hard for a while, and maybe there are already small bamboo shoots. You have to keep your word and set a good example for the small bamboo shoots, you know?"
Feng Jingbo, the negative teaching material: "..."
However, Lin Xiaozhu still does not follow Bu Rao: "Old Gong, did you hear it?"
"I heard it. Stop talking and watch the show. Let Xiao Sun take a look. His father is amazing."
Lin Xiaozhu couldn't help but smiled and continued. Look at the screen.
Then, he saw on the screen, he complained about the old attack sending roses.
Good, very ashamed...
The mood that finally calmed down caused waves again. Lin Xiaozhu's face turned red again.
The show continued, and finally the scene where Lin Xiaozhu was electrocuted was broadcast.
The people around were all jumping up with their faces ferocious, but Lin Xiaozhu was dumbfounded.
The bad-hearted program team also deliberately circled Lin Xiaozhu, who stood out from the crowd, and rewarded the colorful letters next to it,
the little cutie who was dumbfounded by the electricity...
Lin Xiaozhu giggled when he saw it.
"Old Gong, the agent said before that my acting skills are not good. I performed well on the variety show that day, but my acting skills were not seen through at all. There are also staff who saw that I was so badly electrocuted and comforted me offstage. What."
Feng Jingbo raised his eyebrows with interest: "You are good at acting, you can try filming. The company has so many dramas every year, it is better for you to go to battle than those vases with only faces."
Lin Xiaozhu rolled his eyes. Zhuan: "I think they will be unconvinced if I join the group rashly."
"I'm on this show, and once I've gained popularity, I think I'll be able to receive commercials soon. At that time, I'll ask the agent to pick up a small film for filming. The advertisement of the short film allows them to see my acting skills. With word of mouth, someone will definitely come to the door." On the
other end, Liu Feng was writing a work summary and precautions.
Notes for Lin Xiaozhu receiving resources: Unless it is a cute and simple role that can be played in its true colors, the TV series will not be accepted.
Feng Jingbo's filter penetrates through the center of the earth, and when he sees Lin Xiaozhu, his heart is surging.
Moreover, he was so anxious offstage at that time, and his concern was chaotic. Coupled with preconceived notions, he was really deceived by Lin Xiaozhu's lame acting skills.
He thought that Lin Xiaozhu was badly electrocuted, and he planned to have a long talk with the perverted director!
Recalling the past, Feng Jingbo felt that there was no problem with his bamboo shoots' acting skills. If he couldn't win the Oscar, the audience would be blind.
"Old Gong, when I become famous, I will say thank you at the awards ceremony. In this way, everyone will know that you have someone who can sing and act well."
Feng Jingbo was very moved: "Okay. , I'm looking forward to it." The
show continued, and the subtitles appeared a few more times. Everything related to Lin Xiaozhu is all simple and cute words.
"Before I came on stage, the agent told me that he wanted me to be a simple and cute character. Look at how well I play, everyone is in my hands, I am cute and simple."
Feng Jingbo was silent for a while: "I think you are acting in your true colors."
"No, I have lived for 500 years, and you humans don't understand it at all."
Feng Jingbo: "...Oh."
"Also, I am not who I was before. Mature bamboo." Lin Xiaozhu sighed, with a face of vicissitudes, "I have been taught by you to be a yellow and oily bamboo."