Bamboo shoots married into a rich family[Entertainment]

Lin Xiaozhu hugged her Weibo, looked left and right, always felt...

In the next second, they will make it public, right?

What about retiring from the circle and exposing it?

Lin Xiaozhu felt that his head was going to be bald, so he couldn't help but ran to the study next door.

In the study room, sunlight leaked through the windows, making the room bright.

In front of the desk, a man was sitting upright, concentrating on processing official documents.He is handsome with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and looks calm and reliable.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you have nothing to do with the person who released the news and made trouble...

"Old Gong, you said you want to vaccinate them. But...why do I feel that this dose seems a little too strong?" Lin Xiaozhu asked with a hesitant expression.

Feng Jingbo put down the mouse, walked over, and hugged Lin Xiaozhu.He leaned down and gently kissed Lin Xiaozhu's forehead.

Lin Xiaozhu's face turned red, and his eyes were covered with mist.

Obviously he came to ask Shiqin, but he was already dizzy and unable to think.

"Xiaozhu, don't worry, I know what's going on. I'll see that the heat is almost there later, so I'll let them suppress it. On your side, just pretend you didn't see it and don't respond."

Lin Xiaozhu was startled.

"But... I think it's very popular now, and it's all on the hot search. If you don't respond, can you do it?"

"Yeah. Just pretend to be dead. As for what they think, it's up to them." Feng Jingbo smiled slightly, "You don't have to worry, it's fine."

He has been preparing for this day for a long time.

Although he has been in the entertainment industry for several years, Lin Xiaozhu doesn't know much about marketing and publicity.He concentrates on writing songs and work, and his energy is really limited.In this aspect, he is far less understanding than Feng Jingbo.

Many fans are on Weibo, waiting for Lin Xiaozhu to refute the rumors.

However, they did not expect that this matter would ferment so quickly, but subside so quickly.It didn't take long before there was no heat.

After all, it was just guessing based on the comparison photos of children and adults, and comparing the photos of wearing masks with Feng Jingbo.There is no appraisal result of authoritative intelligent software, which is still very untenable.

"Ahhh, Xiaozhu and the team have never refuted the rumors. Is everything said on the Internet true?"

Lin Xiaozhu looked at the comments in horror and swallowed.

Got it right!

So...does he still have to prepare the official announcement immediately?

"Feng Jingbo didn't refute the rumors either, but as a big man like him, he probably doesn't take these groundless rumors to heart at all. If Xiaozhu refuted the rumors, it would be as if he deliberately stole others' hype."

"I don't think Xiaozhu has anything to do with Feng Jingbo, otherwise Xiaozhu would have been so popular, why would it take so long?"

"It's not just a few ambiguous photos, I still look like me when I look at the child."

"However, I still think...they should have an affair. I don't care, I announce that Xiao Zhu and Mr. Feng are locked up, and the fat man swallowed the key!"

Seeing this, Lin Xiaozhu couldn't help laughing.

Although the little fat man in his family is greedy, he doesn't know how to eat keys.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jingbo made another move.

"Little Fatty's parents, could they be them?"

A paid marketing account used the model photos of the little fat man to compare with several male and female stars.Anyway, from the eyes and nose to the ears and mouth, some similarities can always be compared.

After the blogger listed so many celebrities who were suspected of being the little fat man's parents, Feng Jingbo's relationship with the little fat man plummeted in an instant.Many people thought that they were just guessing before. Children, don’t they all have a pair of eyes, a nose and a mouth, so who does it look like?

Fatty Feng has already started playing with his mobile phone, but for the sake of his eyesight, Lin Xiaozhu has limited the time he spends playing with his mobile phone every day.

"Dad~"

Fatty Feng ran over and hugged Lin Xiaozhu's thigh.

Feng Jingbo raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking for with your father?"

Every time this little fat man hugs his thigh, he always asks for someone.

Fatty Feng ignored Feng Jingbo, but raised his hands and stretched out his hands.

"Dad, I miss you, hug~"

Lin Xiaozhu was so sweet by him that he bent down and hugged him.

"Little Fatty, you are so heavy. If you continue like this, Dad won't be able to hold you anymore." Lin Xiaozhu jokingly rubbed the little Fatty's face.

In fact, Lin Xiaozhu didn't have any trouble holding a big flowerpot.It's easy to hug such a little fat man.

He was just worried that if the little fat man didn't restrain himself a bit, his body would be sub-healthy.

"Father, I'm still growing. Maybe after a while, my stature will grow up and I will lose weight naturally." Feng Xiaofat said childishly.

"I'm still young, don't worry."

Lin Xiaozhu laughed: "Okay. I'm just an eunuch in a hurry."

The unhurried little emperor shook his head: "Father is not a eunuch, I am my baby, and my father is also my baby."

The little fat man's mouth was always sweet, which made Lin Xiaozhu helpless.

The corner of Feng Jingbo's mouth twitched, feeling the urge to hold the little fat man up for three rounds of interrogation.

Say, what the hell are you planning!

"Dad~ I want to look at my mobile phone for a while today. Your advertisement and I have been put on the market, and many people are talking about it. I have read their comments these days, but I can't finish it. Can you Give me a little more time?"

Lin Xiaozhu: "...Okay."

Forget it, just make an exception.

"Dad, you are the best. I just like to read their comments and see them say that we have father and son~"

Lin Xiaozhu was so coaxed into throwing away his helmet and armor, he took his mobile phone and read the comments with the little fat man.

Feng Jingbo stood silently behind them, quietly guarding the two of them.

On Weibo, there was a lot of discussion.Some are simply admiring the photos, others are gossiping.

"Have you seen the post about the comparison between the appearance of the little fat man and many celebrities? I don't think so. Looking at the little fat man, he is young and weighs a lot. I guess there are genetic factors. His father should have A beer belly..."

Seeing this, Lin Xiaozhu fell silent.

Fatty Feng stared at the "beer belly" for a while, and couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch Lin Xiaozhu's belly.

"Dad, do you have a beer belly here?"

Lin Xiaozhu: "..."

Although he didn't exercise his abdominal muscles, nor did he have a beautiful vest line.But...he really isn't so ugly that he has a beer belly!

"Little Sun, Dad doesn't have a beer belly. A beer belly is like this..."

Lin Xiaozhu took out his mobile phone, searched for pictures of beer belly, and earnestly popularized science for the children at home.

Fatty Feng was stunned for a moment, his face was blank.He suddenly flattened his mouth and burst into tears.

"They say my dad has a beer belly, but you don't, and neither does my father... Am I my own? Woohoo, Dad, don't throw me back into the trash, I'll be good, I won't eat popsicles anymore , no more sugar..."

Fatty Feng was really sad, he was crying so hard.

Lin Xiaozhu was both distressed and funny, and picked up a tissue to wipe his face.

"You are not picked up, you are your own. You are the baby of father and father, not a child picked up from a garbage dump. Don't cry..."

Lin Xiaozhu was coaxed for a while, and the sobbing of Fatty Feng slowly stopped.

"Really?" He tilted his head, a little scared.

Feng Jingbo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, stretched out his fingers, and flicked his forehead.

"It's true. You are so greedy, if it wasn't your own, you would have been thrown into the trash."

Fatty Feng laughed through his tears: "Then can I continue to eat ice cream and candies in the future?"

"Of course." Lin Xiaozhu laughed out of breath.

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After Feng Jingbo made a wave of things on the Internet, he quickly stopped.

He just planted seeds of doubt in some people's minds, waiting to take root.And although some people only regard this matter as a rumor, they will not be too shocked when the truth is announced.

Time flies, and Lin Xiaozhu's concert in the imperial capital is about to be held.

Feng Jingbo made preparations early and handled all important business affairs in advance.

He took the big fat bamboo shoots and set foot on the trip.

The family met at a real estate in the imperial capital. This is a well-known wealthy community with good security measures. The paparazzi can't come in, so there is no need to worry about privacy.

As soon as he entered the door, before Feng Jingbo had time to exchange his heart with Lin Xiaozhu, the little fat man he was leading flew out like a cannonball.

"Dad, I miss you so much!"

Fatty Feng opened his hands as he ran.

Lin Xiaozhu squatted down and reached out to meet him.

"Xiao Sun, Dad misses you too."

He even made an announcement before the concert, so it has been more than a week since he had seen Xiaosun.This little guy is very clingy. When we said goodnight in the video together, the little fat guy was about to cry.

Lin Xiaozhu comforted the little fat man, gave him a bath, and settled down.

Because of the exhaustion of the journey, the little fat man soon fell asleep.

After closing the door, the two finally had a tender time.

"Old Gong, do you miss me?" Lin Xiaozhu looked back and smiled, "I wrote a new song with you as the theme this time, and the content is the pain of lovesickness."

"After crying for so long, Lao Gong will give you some candy to make you sweeter." Feng Jingbo directly picked up Lin Xiaozhu and walked upstairs.

The sound insulation of the villa is very good, Feng Jingbo is not worried about disturbing others at all.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so the fire burned all night.It wasn't until dawn that he finally fell asleep.

After two days, the concert finally officially started.

As a family member, Feng Jingbo directly got the ticket with the best view.He hugged the little fat man, came to the seat, and waited quietly for the opening.

"A lot of people..." The little fat man looked around.

He didn't stop for a moment, his buttocks moved back and forth on the chair, as if nails were placed under his buttocks.

Looking at this active little kid, Feng Jingbo also had a headache.

"Do it well, don't fall off the seat later."

Xiao Sun is still young, this chair is a bit high for him.When he sat on the chair, both legs were dangling in the air.

When Feng Xun heard this, he quickly sat down obediently.

"Ah, the kid is so good. Do you also like to watch concerts?" The young lady behind him asked with a smile.

And... why does she feel that this child looks like she has seen it somewhere?

Fatty Feng shook his head: "No, I'm here to see my father!"

Feng Jingbo's expression turned serious.

If it wasn't for the large crowd, he probably would have covered the little fat man's mouth directly!

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