Poisonous milk became the film king and found out that I was actually Bai Yueguang [Entertainment]

Lei Fuchao stood at the door of the bathroom and began to roll up his sleeves. .

Playing innocent?

Today, Lei Fuchao made up his mind to beat Xiao Ping to death for the sake of the people.

Fortunately, Xiao Ping quickly saw that the level of his anger was wrong, and with a twitch in his heart, he grabbed the edge of the bathtub and confessed: "Brother Lei, I was wrong, if it doesn't work, I will delete it."

"Is it useful to delete it?" Lei Fuchao kicked the bathtub angrily, "Come out!"

So Xiao Ping hurriedly took 3 minutes to wash off the foam on his body, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and came out.

During these 3 minutes, Lei Fuchao clicked on the forwarding and comment section of his Weibo and glanced at it.

Underneath are those who rely on their resumes, and those who rely on black information;

Some simply eat melons, and some simply scold;

There are very few fans who turned fans at this time, and there are old fans and CP fans who don't dare to jump around and only dare to post a few stunned expressions;

Of course, there are also a large number of passers-by who directly abuse Xiao Ping's popularity.

For example, someone pointed out: "Lei Fuchao didn't respond. Has Xiao Ping been forced to fire CP? I saw someone refute the symmetrical group name, but didn't Lei Qun hear that he always called that name? It's just that Xiao Ping suddenly changed it unilaterally, it wasn't an appointment."

Some people also echoed this person: "+1, don't say anything official stamped, I also took a bite of Lei Xiao when I was young and ignorant, but what about living together, giving up better resources in order to cooperate with the film, what happened when the accident just happened Trust... Isn't it all about the past? Have you had a falling out for several years? Is it a good idea to suck the blood of former friends?"

There are also people who feel that their fans have turned black: "Oh, I have always believed in you and silently supported you, but this time the popularity is too obvious, I can't keep my fans, goodbye."

……

Anyway, everything is available.

Lei Fuchao took several deep breaths, put down his phone, picked it up again, cut it into a large size, reposted and commented on this Weibo.

@雷浮涛: "You are so wild."

Only ten seconds later, his forwarded comments here also exploded, and Yan Bai was the first to reply: "Damn it! I managed to get rid of the two sentences I said wrong, what's the matter with you?!"

Lei Fuchao felt very tired.

He dropped the phone again, just as Xiao Ping also came out of the bathroom behind him, with a very upright attitude, he said, "Brother Lei, I will review."

Lei Fuchao turned around and saw that Xiao Ping's hair was dripping with water, but the water droplets on his body were all wiped dry, and his expression was really regretful.

He almost calmed down and finally stopped getting angry. He just said, "Don't read the reposts and comments, do you understand?"

Xiao Ping nodded like a pest: "Don't look at it, don't look at it."

After a pause, Lei Fuchao frowned and added: "If you play tricks, play tricks, don't take the risk of self-destructive reputation, if you don't protect yourself, who will protect you? Don't make any bitter tricks, I won't take care of you in the future Yeah, what if you get arthritis?"

Xiao Ping froze as he nodded, and asked him embarrassingly, "When did you find out?"

"The day of the drinking party. ----Updates are fast, there is no anti-theft.-*--" Lei Fuchao replied sadly.

He said it casually, and the words at most contained accusations that Xiao Ping didn't know how to cherish his body, but it fell into Xiao Ping's ears, but the meaning was quite different.

Xiao Ping's throat trembled immediately, and he stroked the things that happened in the past few days in his heart.

On the day of the drinking party, Lei Fuchao found out that he was lying, but he didn't expose it, and he didn't have any clear resistance to his kissing behavior the next day.

However, not long afterward, Lei Fuchao's attitude towards him took a turn for the worse. He first left him at the gate of Legendary Entertainment and left alone, then went to have a drink by himself, and even today he took the initiative to propose a clear rejection to him, and his mood remained the same. Not good.

There is still a clear fuse/fire/cable in the middle.

His old friend, Zhu Yi.

Xiao Ping squinted his eyes, and after clearing his mind, he suppressed his emotions and acted like a good boy: "Don't be angry, or I'll go and buy the New Year's fireworks later, and bring back an old man's roast chicken?"

"I don't want to eat." Lei Fuchao sat down on the bed and said coldly.

"Soymilk?" Xiao Ping offered another suggestion.

"I don't want to drink." Lei Fuchao was not very interested.

"Or buy a sheep!" Xiao Ping had an idea, "I know how to roast a sheep!"

Lei Fuchao: "..."

Ever since Xiao Ping took this route that was sometimes scheming and sometimes stupid, Lei Fuchao was always confused whether he was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, so he could only resign himself to his fate and go straight: "It's too cold to go out now, no If necessary, dry your hair first."

"Oh." Xiao Ping suddenly realized, and hurried to the living room to dry his hair.

Lei Fuchao sat at the same place and played with his mobile phone for a while, still feeling a little smoldering in his heart. He casually clicked on the homepage of a melon-eating passerby and took a look, and accidentally came across a koi blogger.

No, it may not be appropriate to say that he is a koi blogger, it should be said that he is a poisonous milk blogger.

Lei Fuchao vaguely remembered that Xiao Ping also had this reverse crow's mouth-like skill. In the past, the two of them bet on the box office, and Xiao Ping always won, and even once it was accurate to the last number.

However, Xiao's poisonous milk skill is sometimes ineffective against himself, and most of the time it is ineffective.

Quickly flipping through the homepage of this wild blogger, Lei Fuchao found that he was quite popular and had an astonishing number of fans. Even though the milkman charged a few dollars, the forwarding area still received rave reviews and countless people wished.

Lei Fuchao was moved.

Considering the more or less possible turmoil, he naturally did not poke the blogger with a large number, and he was careful not to rely on the wind to break the waves. Instead, he searched for a long time and found a rather old blogger from the depths of his memory. Trumpet, go to private message.

This trumpet was specially used by him to shoot the stray cats and dogs downstairs. It has been registered for about ten years, but no one recognizes it, and has never posted anything related to Xiao Ping.

(Private message) Miao Miao Miao Wang Wu: "I hope that the person I like will have a smooth sailing and a bright future in the future. If I find someone who treats him better than me, can the blogger curse him? I have rewarded him."

After sending this private message, Lei Fuchao waited for 2 minutes, and the other party replied quickly.

(Private message) Beautiful people are like rainbows and swords are like jade: "Okay, I also wish you a rough future, everything goes wrong, many disasters and many diseases, single to old age, and high debts."

Lei Fuchao:?

Lei Fuchao was quite shocked. What a touching blogger, he even gave the buyer an extra gift. The gift was longer than the main body requested by the buyer.

conscience.

So Lei Fuchao tipped him another 100 yuan.

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Xiao Ping blows his hair with a hair dryer in one hand, and plays with his mobile phone tenaciously with the other.

Lei Fuchao persuaded him not to read his Weibo comments and reposts, so he obediently ignored them, admiring for a while the demeanor of Lei Fuchao's comment section after Lei Fuchao's reposts were stamped.

Lei Fan A: "I'm stupid, what is a good wild? Is it the good wild I think?"

Passerby B: "I'm stupid, I've been slapped in the face..."

CP fan C: "Grass! Chinese and Japanese bilingual!"

He also knew that if he took a closer look, he would definitely see a lot of people criticizing him, so he was only complacent, and then logged in to another account of his tainted milk business.

It takes a lot of money to keep Lei Fuchao. He needs to pay close attention to earning more money if he wants to eat well, drink well, and wear well.

I haven't logged in for most of the day. There are hundreds of private messages accumulated on this account. Xiao Ping hastily browsed through them, intending to screen out some who tried to curse others maliciously and have vague requests, and then leave them all for later reply.

However, he suddenly saw Lei Fuchao among the pile of IDs.

Xiao Ping was stunned for a moment, then looked again, yes, it was Lei Fuchao.

Lei Fuchao drove a trumpet, ran over curiously and private messaged him, and said: "I hope that the person I like will have smooth sailing and a bright future in the future. If I find someone who treats him better than me, the blogger can curse him a few times." Sentence? Rewarded."

Caught off guard, Xiao Ping had mixed feelings in his heart, and forgot to blow his hair for a while, leaving the hair dryer alone to blow it.

After replying to this private message ponderingly, he put away his mobile phone, concentrated on drying his hair quickly, put on his clothes, turned back to the bedroom and leaned forward and asked, "Brother Lei, my hair is dry, shall we go out to buy fireworks and roast chicken?"

Lei Fuchao stood up from the bed, still looked at him blankly, and just answered him: "Yes."

Then Lei Fuchao noticed that Xiao Ping's mood was particularly high, his eyes were also bright, it could be said that they were dazzling, and there was a hint of complacency vaguely revealed.

That's right, Xiao Ping likes fireworks very much.

Thinking of this, Lei Fuchao speeded up the action of putting on his coat, pulled the scarf and called Xiao Ping: "Let's go."

The two went downstairs and looked around, the sky was already dark, and what fell from the sky tonight was not winter rain, but light snow.

There is very little snow in S city in winter, Xiao Pingdeng was very happy.

In addition to being happy, he also turned around and tied the scarf tied by Lei Fuchao a little tighter, stepping on the slushy slush to remind: "Be careful."

Lei Fuchao ignored him, just stared at the road under his feet silently, seeing that there was no ice or slippery, he kept silent.

Within 10 minutes they found a street stall selling fireworks.

If it is said that on the first night of the reunion between the two, Xiao Pingxin hadn't been half sure, but now, he is basically sure that Lei Fuchao will not let him go.

He felt that as long as he was patient, sooner or later, Lei Fuchao would accept him again.As for the shortcomings that made Lei Fuchao feel uncomfortable in the past, he has corrected them long ago. In the future, the two of them will be as happy and happy as before.

So he didn't mind letting Lei float the tide at this time, and slowly smoothing his hair.

So Xiao Ping followed Lei Fuchao's wishes and didn't try to talk to him anymore, but picked out two bundles of fairy sticks, and showed him the fireworks he wanted.

Just as Lei Fuchao was about to nod casually, when he took a closer look, he saw that the box didn't seem to be the type that Xiao Ping used to put in, but the packaging was similar, so he quickly shook his head.

Xiao Ping was stunned for a moment, secretly speculated the reason why he would do this, thoughtfully inspected several boxes of fireworks nearby, suddenly realized, put down the box in his hand, and held up the other box for Lei Fuchao to look at.

Lei Fuchao shook his head again, the color of the light in this box is not right, and the mixed-color fireworks cannot be released.

The night was too dark, and the light bulb was too dim, so Xiao Ping had to bend down and lean against the box to check the instructions one by one.He himself was not in the mood to set off fireworks during the Chinese New Year. He came and went again and again, and he was not as familiar with Lei Fuchao.

Finally, in a sea of ​​more than a dozen similar packages, Xiao Ping found the one he liked the most, and proudly raised it up and waved it at Lei Fuchao.

Sure enough, Lei Fuchao nodded this time.

"A total of eighty." The fireworks seller was a hale and hearty old lady. After she finished speaking, she glanced at Xiao Ping's face, and then at Lei Fuchao's face next to her, and added, "Take it and give it to you. "

She reached out and handed over two small cards.

Xiao subconsciously glanced at Lei Fuchao first, and the two looked at each other, both puzzled.

Then Lei Fuchao took the card from the old lady's hand and looked at it.

——"Welcome to Spring Hospital for the Deaf and Mute in S City, Spring Hospital is trying to create the best treatment environment for deaf and mute..."

Lei Fuchao: "..."

Xiao Ping: "..."

The old lady put her ten fingers together lovingly, looked at their reactions, and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid, my cousin has been there, and the doctors there are very good."

Lei Fuchao: "..."

Xiao Ping: "..."