The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

Three big men sat around, and the spacious sofa became very crowded for no reason, and a big battle was imminent.

Song Xuyao ​​felt the force of oppression from both sides, and felt that he was about to suffocate.

"Young Master Song, I have admired your name for a long time. I am Qiao Zhiyuan, Xiao Yan's manager. Xiao Yan is still young and ignorant." Qiao Zhiyuan lowered his voice, and he was still polite, "It's just that we haven't found anyone with us in the past few years. Xiao Yan has a long face, you have to look carefully."

Song Jing frowned and glanced at his stupid brother.

"I, I, I didn't say anything!" Song Xuyao ​​hugged himself tightly.

Song Jing looked indifferent: "Is this the old man you mentioned?"

"Damn! Brother, you betrayed me!" Song Xuyao ​​frowned, "Did you come here because of Xiao Yan's resemblance to the person in that portrait?!"

"..." Song Jing held his forehead, turned to look at Qiao Zhiyuan, "Xiao Yan has never been anyone's substitute."

Damn, it's too shameless!Young Master Song really has a pedophile!

Qiao Zhiyuan sneered: "I didn't expect Young Master Song to be Xiao Yan's... paternal fan?"

"Xiao Yan was only 11 years old five years ago!" Song Xuyao ​​looked shocked, "You still slept with Xiao Yan's portrait every day!" At that time, my brother always hid the portrait under the pillow, don't think he didn't know Hey.

Song Jing: "..."

"Sleeping portraits?! Young Master Song still has this habit!" Qiao Zhiyuan could no longer restrain the evil spirit in his body.

"Exactly!" Song Xuyao ​​was heartbroken, "Brother, I never thought you were this kind of person!"

Let you speak ill of me in front of your wife!Kou Hang!

"So?" Song Jing watched the two sing together with a headache, and deeply felt the true feelings of "splashed water by a married brother".

Qiao Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "So please, Young Master Song, please hold your hands high."

"That's right, Xiao Yan is just a child!" Song Xuyao ​​agreed with his strength.

Song Jing flicked her big tail: "Tsk."

Qiao Zhiyuan: ... Lao Tzu's prehistoric power is about to explode!

So when Xiao Yan, who was eavesdropping, finally couldn't bear to walk out of the dressing room, he saw Qiao Zhiyuan rolling up his sleeves angrily. On the sofa, his face was calm and breezy.

Sure enough, Prime Minister Song is the most handsome!

Xiao Yan subconsciously walked towards Song Jing, and just took two steps before being hugged by Qiao Zhiyuan like protecting a baby, Qiao Zhiyuan turned to stare at him: "Button the top two buttons of the shirt."

"Oh." Xiao Yan obediently followed suit, poking his head out to look at Song Jing happily: "You drew my portrait? When will it be painted? I want to see it!"

"...Are you nonsensical?" Qiao Zhiyuan rubbed his temples with a headache, "Don't worry about it, how did you know Young Master Song... No, how did Young Master Song know you... No, I If you're going crazy, what's going on with you and Young Master Song?"

Xiao Yan rubbed his nose guilty. It couldn't be said that he and Song Jing knew each other thousands of years ago. He rolled his eyes, got an idea, and said solemnly: "He... taught me lessons before."

Qiao Zhiyuan: "..."

Song Xuyao: "..."

In order to prove what he said, Xiao Yan immediately came out of the homework, just like in the past when he was in class in the imperial study room, he sat on Song Jing's lap very naturally, smiling like a little cat who had succeeded in tricks, Song Jing was very happy Naturally, she rested her chin on Xiao Yan's shoulder and cast a sidelong glance at Qiao Zhiyuan.

Silly boy, it's not you who is in class, it's obviously him who is in class with you!

Thinking about what he said just now, Qiao Zhiyuan guessed that the two had known each other for a long time, and one was willing to fight while the other was willing to suffer, so he felt very tired.

Song Jing rubbed the broken hair on Xiao Yan's forehead, and nodded to the messy chemical reaction formula on the test paper: "Look, it's not balanced yet."

Xiao Yan grunted while biting the cap of the pen, and slapped his head, "By the way, Brother Qiao, when are we going to shoot the commercial?"

Qiao Zhiyuan: ... So you still remember that we came to shoot commercials, and at this time, we are still shooting wool!

At this moment, he regretted accepting this endorsement. It's all Song Xuyao's fault, sun!

Song Xuyao, who hadn't reacted from the shock of "my brother may be part-time to make up classes", lay silently on the gun and sneezed loudly.

"No hurry, finish the calculation first." Song Jing pushed Xiao Yan's hairy head back.

"Oh." Xiao Yan recalculated reluctantly, but his thoughts drifted further and further away. After writing for a while, he raised his head and happily reported: "I participated in a program called Peekaboo. It was very tiring at first, but it was quite fun later on. Yes, and there is a bonus if you win, uh... although I haven't won it yet."

"I saw that you performed very well." Song Jing said, "It's okay, you will win in the future."

"Of course." Xiao Yan couldn't stop talking once he opened it, "I also accepted a costume drama, and I will shoot it after the exam."

"What to play?" Song Jing pretended not to see Xiao Yan marking the boss on the test paper.

Xiao Yan hummed and chirped: "Play the eunuch!"

"..." Song Jing immediately glanced at Qiao Zhiyuan.

Qiao Zhiyuan's back suddenly felt cold... Finally, he realized that he had been intimidated by Song Jing for a while, shit!Don't be cowardly!

"It's just a fake." Xiao Yan said to Shun Mao with a smile, "The kind that can have an affair with a little palace maid and concubine. ︿(￣︶￣)︿"

Song Jing: ...still thinking about having an affair with the little palace maid and the little eunuch?

Song Xuyao ​​silently lit a piece of wax for his stupid and cute sister-in-law.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan raised his hand and pointed at him with a tacit understanding, "By the way, he gave the endorsement of this learning machine, but I am simply a negative teaching material hahaha I am too blind."

"Indeed." Song Jing nodded, "He is my younger brother now."

Xiao Yan's face was horrified, thinking of Song Jing saying that he was just a businessman, and Song Xuyao's usual spendthrift was actually using the hard-earned money of his own Prime Minister Song to make his face swollen and fat, the hand that was holding the pen tightened, and his eyes immediately became fierce , "Too prodigal, you will give him less pocket money in the future!"

Song Xuyao ​​almost kneels!Since he came back to China, the expenses and so on... Anyway, the economic power is in my brother's hands.

Facing the pleading eyes of Shang Qi's younger brother, Song Jing responded without principle, "Well, I won't give you a single point."

"No—" Song Xuyao ​​burst into tears.

"Huh? Why did I mark the paper like this, and I'm still writing it!" Xiao Yan exclaimed, and quickly tore up the messy paper, kneaded it into a ball, out of sight and out of mind, and then opened Happy to start writing Chinese composition.

Song Jing smiled lowly and rubbed the messy hair in front of her eyes again.

Xiao Yan waved his hand away, and twisted his butt in dissatisfaction. Up to now, the only resentment he still has is that his hair was shaved too short, which is not easy to touch at all.

The person in his arms is like a little tiger with its teeth and claws open, but it is reluctant to stretch its claws, so it can only pretend to wave its thick little pads.

Song Jing's eyes dimmed.

Qiao Zhiyuan and Song Xuyao, who were completely ignored by the side, couldn't bear to look directly at them, young man, you are setting fire!

But it seems that Young Master Song won't say anything to Xiao Yan for the time being, and he is quite doting on Xiao Yan. Qiao Zhiyuan heaves a sigh of relief, but he can't help but feel a little nervous. Xiao Yan seems to be a little bit... emotion?Should he hope that young master song is not just playing around, or should he hope that young master song will change his target earlier.

Song Xuyao ​​at the side leaned over and rubbed his shoulders against him, "Don't think too much, life is too short to enjoy yourself in time, you see it's almost afternoon and we can't shoot commercials at half past one, why don't we go eat first?"

"roll!"

"QAQ!"