I got married with a big star contract in the world of dog blood

At ten o'clock in the evening, the entire building of Xinghai Entertainment in the city center was still brightly lit.

In the office on the top floor overlooking the entire river view, Jiang Xing leaned his butt against the edge of the desk, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and stared at Lu Yan.

"Can you stop messing around, today's new album conference was completely messed up by your gossip, you are in a golden rising period this year, get married! Do you want traffic! What are you thinking every day?"

Lu Yan lazily pushed the lid on the lighter, and the smoke curled up from his fingers.

"It's nothing, I just want to get married."

"Damn it!" Jiang Xing grew up, "You are only 20 years old!"

Lu Yan: "I have reached the legal age for marriage."

Jiang Xing suddenly stood up straight: "Are you serious?"

Lu Yan got up and grabbed the jacket on the backrest, and walked out: "Thank you for recruiting the assistant driver."

Jiang Xing shouted from behind: "I haven't finished yet! Where are you going?!"

"Breathable."

"Hey! There are still cigarettes! You will die if you don't smoke for a day, right? It's almost gone, you are a non-smoker..." Jiang Xing's voice was thrown far away.

……

Reporters squatted at the front door of Xinghai Entertainment and the exit of the parking lot. At this time, a car drove out of the parking lot at a high speed. The reporters were more familiar with Lu Yan's six cars than his own. They immediately rushed back to the car: "Chasing!"

When the reporters all chased the sports car and left, Lu Yan walked away from the main entrance wearing a mask.

The streets were full of people traveling in groups, and Lu Yan walked against the crowd aimlessly.

There are shopping malls on both sides, just a few steps away is Lu Yan's poster.

In the most prosperous part of the city center, a huge poster with a height of ten meters is hung in the luxury shopping mall.

With a simple white background, Lu Yan wore a simple white shirt and trousers, and the main watch he endorsed for this season was exposed on his wrist.

"very handsome!!"

"husband!"

"Brother Lu!"

A group of people gathered under Lu Yan's poster, holding up their mobile phones to take selfies.

Lu Yan walked by, passed by a cake shop, he stopped and entered the cake shop.

The dazzling array of cakes exudes attractive colors under the lights.

Lu Yan bent over and stared at the fondant cake in the glass cabinet.

It's a rocket about to fly.

Lu Yan looked at it without moving for a long time, and when he saw the shop assistant, he couldn't help but come over and say, "Do you need to wrap it up for you?"

Lu Yan stood up straight, shook his head and left.

Back home, the warmly decorated and lively house was still decorated for the last album recording.

Lu Yan didn't turn on the light, put on his clothes and fell asleep on the sofa.

Waking up the next day, the sun was bright, Lu Yan took a shower, changed into home clothes and went to the kitchen.

Taking out the phone, the number of missed calls and messages was 99+, Lu Yan crossed them out with one hand, and clicked on the recording software.

When he has time, he will record videos of making desserts and put them on the Internet.

Perhaps, on that winter night, the person who gave him the courage to live would see it.

Open the refrigerator, it is full of fresh fruits, Lu Yan;

I was thinking about the dessert I was going to make this time, and my eyes passed over a box of grapes, which were verdant and crystal clear.

Lu Yanyan took the grapes in his hand as the scent of youth that belonged to the eve eve drifted over the tip of his nose.

……

At noon, most people returned to the office, and Song Xuejing went to the cafeteria.

He was still not feeling well, so he just took a bowl of millet porridge and found a corner to eat.

He turned on the tablet, and the food video account he paid special attention to uploaded a new video this morning.

Song Xuejing put on the earphones, clicked on the video and started eating.

There was no sound in the earphones as usual, Song Xuejing was drinking porridge, and in the video, a pair of hands were washing grapes and whipping cream.

A 5-minute video that ends with a tantalizing grape cake.

Song Xuejing swallowed the porridge for a moment, and then remembered what happened the night before. He closed the tablet and quickly drank the millet porridge.

After finishing the porridge and returning to the office, Song Xuejing had just arrived at the door when a colleague took the initiative to greet him: "Good afternoon, Xiao Song."

Before Song Xuejing could respond, another colleague warmly embraced him by the shoulder: "Xiao Song, you don't look very well, are you not full?"

Song Xuejing felt repulsed by his colleagues, but he didn't know how to reject the sudden friendliness of his colleagues.

Song Xuejing's whole body was stiff, and a flat voice said in front of him: "You blocked the door."

This person entered the research institute at the same time as Song Xuejing, named Lu Ang.

Song Xuejing's doctoral supervisor, Professor Yang Yihu once mentioned to Song Xuejing that Lu Ang's father, Lu Zhengjun, is the real Taishan Beidou in the domestic aerospace industry, with high morals.

The other two saw Lu Ang and hurried away.

Everyone in the institute knows that Lu Ang is a talent poached by the institute with a high salary, and graduated first in majors from famous foreign schools.

However, talent is talent, and genius is genius.When Lu Ang meets Song Xuejing, he can only be the second child forever.

Lu Ang thinks highly of himself, so he naturally disagrees with Song Xuejing.It's just that Song Xuejing is introverted and reticent, and usually only calculates and studies, but the two of them are living in peace.

Song Xuejing breathed a sigh of relief, stepped back, and Lu Ang said lightly, "Thank you." He left the office with the documents in his arms.

Song Xuejing walked back to his desk. He was thinking about something and sat down for a long time before he saw a large bouquet of red roses on his desk.

Song Xuejing had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Shan Gu came in with a cup of hot milk, put it on Song Xuejing's desk, and asked with burning eyes, "Axue, do you like roses?"

He changed his title, and all eyes in the office drifted to this side.

Song Xuejing had an unprecedented headache.

Shan Gu is good-looking and has a better family background. As early as when he was an intern, someone in the institute would often introduce girlfriends to him, and he always smiled with white teeth: "I have someone I like."

Today, everyone in the institute knows that the person Shan Gu likes is Song Xuejing.

Song Xuejing returned home exhausted, folded his clothes into the pile of draft paper on the carpet and fell asleep.

In the morning, Song Xuejing was woken up by Professor Yang Yihu's phone call.

"Today is your teacher's wife's birthday, so I will have dinner at home in the afternoon."

Professor Yang Yihu hung up the phone after saying this.

Song Xuejing let go of the phone and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

After a long time, he got up to take a shower, and the small bathroom was shrouded in white mist.

In the blurry mirror, deep and shallow traces remained on Song Xuejing's body.

With difficulty, Song Xuejing applied medicine to the unspeakable part, changed into loose sportswear, and went out to buy gifts.

He bought two presents.

One was his, and the other was bought for Lin Youzhuo who was far away abroad.

There is a confidentiality agreement, Lin Youzhuo can't contact the outside world during this time, and I asked him in advance before going abroad.

After walking out of the shopping mall, Song Xuejing suddenly stopped and looked at the display cabinet of the watch shop on the first floor.

This time, he was sure it wasn't an illusion, and someone was indeed following him.Two or three meters away from him, two strange men followed him.

Seeing Song Xuejing stop, the two also stopped as if nothing had happened, pretending to be chatting.

Song Xuejing didn't know their identities, he lowered his head, carried his things and continued to move forward.

He detoured a few streets, and when crossing the sidewalk, he counted the time of the traffic light. In the last few seconds of the green light jumping, he ran quickly, leaving the person following him in the middle of the road, and watched him run away.

Song Xuejing ran away and immediately hailed a car, got in the car and sat down, the part where the medicine had been applied seemed to be split again, Song Xuejing bit her lower lip in pain.

Taking out his mobile phone to check the time, it was almost the appointed time, Song Xuejing gave up the idea of ​​finding a place to check, and arrived at Professor Yang Yihu's house on time.

Song Xuejing rang the doorbell.

Footsteps approached, and the door opened from the inside.

The moment the door opened, Song Xuejing froze from head to toe.

"Axue." Shan Gu smiled and winked at him, "You are late, Aunt Sun's fried crispy meat is so delicious, I ate half of the bowl."

Song Xuejing didn't speak, her brows furrowed slightly.

He seldom leaked his emotions, and such a slight change was already a sign of his disgust.

Shan Gu pretended not to notice, stretched out his long hand, and pulled Song Xuejing into the room: "Come in quickly, Uncle Yang is still waiting for you."

Song Xuejing wanted to withdraw his hand, but Shan Gu didn't change his expression and increased his strength. Shan Gu was tall at 188, and it was easy to mention Song Xuejing. He almost dragged Song Xuejing into the room.

Professor Yang Yihu was arranging the bowls and chopsticks. When he saw Song Xuejing, he immediately smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"coming."

Shan Gu held Song Xuejing's shoulder and sat down against Song Xuejing, but Shan Gu's hand didn't move away, still draping Song Xuejing's shoulder, looking very intimate.

The teacher's wife's voice also came from the kitchen: "Xiao Song is here, there are 5 minutes left for dinner!"

After placing the chopsticks and Shan Gu, Professor Yang Yihu said, "I heard that you are doing well in the institute."

Shan Gu replied with a smile: "That's right, you can't embarrass my father. It's just..." He looked down at Song Xuejing half seriously and half jokingly, "Teacher Song is very busy, I dare not ask him if I have any questions."

Song Xuejing felt that Shan Gu's hand on his shoulder was caressing him intentionally or unintentionally through the thin cloth.

Song Xuejing's nausea was lingering, and he almost vomited.

He couldn't control it anymore, got up and said to Professor Yang Yihu, "I'm going to the bathroom."

As soon as Song Xuejing entered the bathroom, she went straight to flush the sink, lay down and vomited violently.

The touch on the shoulder seemed to be still there, and Song Xuejing vomited everything in her stomach.

Song Xuejing didn't go out until dinner was ready.

People who knew Song Xuejing were used to Song Xuejing being reticent, but today Professor Yang Yihu unexpectedly said a lot.

Gradually, Song Xuejing understood.

The reason why Professor Yang Yihu invited Shan Gu today is because Shan Gu and Yang Yihu said something, and Professor Yang Yihu mistakenly thought that they had a crush on each other.

"Xiao Song, that's right." Professor Yang Yihu drank too much, and said with his tongue out, "You are always walking alone, and Xiao Lin is gone. I am really afraid that one day you will be sick and no one will know. Now I'm relieved, relieved..."

Professor Yang Yihu got drunk.

Song Xuejing helped the teacher's wife clean up the table and left.

Just a few steps away, hurried footsteps sounded behind her, Song Xuejing frowned, and hurried downstairs.

"A Xue!" Shan Gu called him loudly.

Song Xuejing ran faster and ran out of the family building in one go, when suddenly a light flashed at him, Song Xuejing subconsciously covered his eyes.

In an instant, people who appeared from nowhere surrounded Song Xuejing tightly.

Countless microphones and cameras rushed to poke Song Xuejing's face.

"What's your relationship with Lu Yan?"

"Are you dating Lu Yan?"

"How long have you been dating Lu Yan?"

"How did you meet Lu Yan?"

"How far has your relationship with Lu Yan progressed?"

"You and Lu Yan..."

……

Buzzing voices came from all directions, Song Xuejing was stunned, who is Lu Yan?Who are these people?

Song Xuejing's body was uncomfortable, his head hurt, and the dazzling flashes kept flashing. When another wave of cameras poked his forehead, his eyes darkened for a while, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.

"Ahh! Lu Yan!"

In the darkness, a faint mint fragrance hit, and something covered Song Xuejing's head.

Immediately, Song Xuejing was pulled into an embrace.

The man's familiar chuckle exploded above his head: "He is an outsider, not used to the camera, so don't be too enthusiastic."

he is--

Song Xuejing woke up instantly.

Lu Yan.

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-1808:32:53-2022-07-1907:12:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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