heart [entertainment circle]

Fu Yan didn't even fully open his eyes, holding a very delicate black square box in his hand, entered the elevator and pressed the 37th floor, and then fell asleep in a corner.

Too fucking sleepy, I played until four o'clock last night, but I yelled at my dad before seven o'clock.

The elevator made a "ding" sound, Fu Yan opened his eyes and patted his face hard before he dared to go out.

The mobile phone must be adjusted to vibrate first, the loose tie must be tied in a strangled but very energetic state, the cuffs of the suit must be buttoned, and the shoulders must not droop like a waste wood.

Fu Yan didn't go directly to Gu Wang's office, but went around to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

It was only before 08:30, and the employees on this floor were already at work, and the hallway was full of high-heeled shoes.

They walked fast, but they were very steady, and they were all carved out of the same mold.

Fu Yan has been afraid of Gu Wu since he was a child, even if his family has been friends with Gu Ming's family for 30 years, he still sees Gu Wu like a mouse seeing a cat.

I don't care about him, but he just has an instinctive fear.

Fu Yan slowly moved towards Gu Wang's office, as if rushing to the execution ground.

He stood firm in front of the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, there was some movement inside.

"I, Fu Yan." Fu Yan said.

Gu Ming's mother, Zhao Xiaoyun opened the door with a bit of embarrassment on her face.

Zhao Xiaoyun is still the same, looking decent, dignified and beautiful, with short hair that is close to the shoulders.

Gu Ming looks quite like her, especially the eyes.

"Ah, Xiaoyan is here, sit down." Zhao Xiaoyun smiled, and invited Fu Yan in, "Have you had breakfast? If you haven't, sit down and have something. There are buns and soy milk."

"No need, thank you, auntie, I've eaten at home." Fu Yan glanced at the reception sofa, and heaved a sigh of relief knowing that Gu Wei was in there, and handed over the box with both hands: "This is the tea my dad asked to bring to Uncle Gu. .”

"Ah," Zhao Xiaoyun took it, "Thank you so much, I trouble you to run errands every time."

"It's okay, anyway, I'm on my way to the company, drop by." Fu Yan said, couldn't help but look inside.

The door is closed, which is rare.

"Uncle Gu loses his temper, don't bother." Zhao Xiaoyun whispered.

Fu Yan quickly realized that Gu Wan must have known about Gu Ming's hot search.

Light a row of candles for President Gu.

"Oh," Zhao Xiaoyun sighed, "What's wrong with having a hobby, I have to force my son away, and the child is not at home every Chinese New Year, what kind of family do you think this is—"

Halfway through the conversation, the inner door opened with a click.

Zhao Xiaoyun quickly shut up, Fu Yan reflexively wanted to stand at attention.

Gu Wang walked out, looking at Fu Yan through the glasses: "Here we come."

"Yes," Fu Yan forced a smile, "The Sheng Pu I mentioned last time has been delivered, and my dad asked me to bring a cake."

"Thank you for running errands," Gu Wei nodded, "I heard from your father that he wants you to go to the tea garden to study on the ground?"

"Ah yes, when spring comes, I plan to live there for two months and work with tea farmers." Fu Yan said.

"Well, it's good." Gu Wang looked at him, his glasses were a little reflective, "Your father started from the most basic part back then, do what he said, and learn knowledge steadily."

"Okay, I know." Fu Yan nodded quickly.

"You are still young, but don't always think about playing. If you work hard, you can be better than your father." Gu Wu looked at his dark circles.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Gu." Fu Yan Waterfall continued to nod sweating.

He's about to fuck off.

Gu Ming was stunned for a while, and the trending searches disappeared.

The speed of hot searches was beyond his imagination, and it looked like someone spent money to withdraw hot searches.

Zhou Yu was still quite calm, but Gu Ming's first reaction was that Gu Wei must have known about it, so he asked someone to take care of it a few times.

I don't know if it's because of the feeling of going against my father, but this hot search made Gu Ming feel a little bit disappointed.

Hey, how naive.

Zhou Yu spent the whole afternoon on the sofa looking at his mobile phone, ordered a box of cherries for takeaway, sent Gu Ming to wash it off, and opened the WeChat group chat by himself.

Mr. Zhou is hungry: My hot search is gone!

Drama star Wu Changguang: Hahahahaha what can I do next time I have money and buy it again!

Don't call Liang Feifan: The speed of this download is too fast. Could it be bought by a wealthy businessman who has a crush on you?

Mr. Zhou is hungry: I don’t know, it’s annoying.

Don't call Liang Feifan: What's bothering you, you're young.

Mr. Zhou is hungry: the contract is about to expire, and there are still three days left.

Mr. Zhou is hungry: In the past three days, I only got one photo in the same frame.

Zhou Yu posted the photo of Gu Ming taken at the Shuangcheng Bridge last night on the group chat.

Send me to lose weight: ah, ah, so handsome! ! !

Drama star Wu Changguang: Where did he come from the same frame? Isn't he the only one?

Mr. Zhou is hungry: You must be blind.

Don't call Liang Feifan: @曲静吴长光 Look at the ground, it's the shadow of Er Zhou.

Playwright Wu Changguang: Damn it hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Drama star Wu Changguang: Let me tell you, this is a disease and you have to treat it.

Mr. Zhou is hungry: ...

Mr. Zhou is hungry: What should I do, seriously.

Send me to lose weight: sleep right away!Believe me, sleep has a great chance to promote the germination of feelings!

Send me to lose weight: Don’t be cowardly, just be strong, and then this mage will save you from squatting for a few years——

Gu Ming drained the water from the cherries, and picked two to taste first.

It's quite sweet, although the color doesn't look deep.Gu Ming opened the cupboard, looking for a less ugly pot of cherries.

Doorbell rang.

"Gu Gu, open the door!" Zhou Yu played games on his mobile phone.

"..." Gu Ming put the cherries down, dried his hands and walked out, "What's your name again?"

"No call." Zhou Yu started shaking his phone.

Gu Ming opened the door directly, and there were a man and a woman standing outside, both of whom he had never seen before.

The array is quite big, and it is still dragging a suitcase.

"Who are you?" Gu Ming estimated that he must have pressed the wrong door.

The woman permed her waist-length curly hair, which looked very gentle, and when she saw him, she excitedly tugged at the arm of the man next to her.

This woman looked familiar.

Zhou Yu looked up, quickly threw the phone away, and ran over: "Dad, Mom?"

Gu Ming was stunned. The two people outside looked like they were only in their thirties, but they were Zhou Yu's parents.

"Didn't you go on a trip to Japan?" Zhou Yu let the door open.

"Your mother, everyone has arrived at the airport, so I insist on changing my ticket and dragging my luggage to see you." Dad Zhou said.

"It's the Chinese New Year, so I have to take a look at my son!" Mother Zhou smiled, "My son doesn't know where he is all year round, and he doesn't have parents in his heart."

"I went home last month, and it seems that a certain couple didn't even tell me that they moved." Zhou Yu shrank back on the sofa, "It's so embarrassing to poke someone's door with a key for a long time!"

"We thought you knew," Zhou's father collapsed on the single sofa and began to stretch, "Oh, my waist is not working——"

Gu Ming brought the washed cherries to the coffee table, and saw Zhou's father lying on the sofa, exactly like Zhou Yu.

"Look at the mess in your house. It doesn't look like it's about to celebrate the New Year." Zhou's mother looked around and her eyes fell on Gu Ming, "It's like this when two men live together, like living in a doghouse."

Gu Ming: "???"

Zhou Yu started to laugh, and reached out to eat the cherry: "Mom, he is the life assistant I hired."

"You can't take care of yourself now?" Dad Zhou glanced at him.

"Zhou Yu has caused you a lot of trouble." Zhou's mother looked at Gu Ming sympathetically, "This kid is very lazy, he refuses to pick up books when he stumbles on the floor, because he said bending over is very tiring—"

"Mom!" Zhou Yu howled hastily.

Gu Ming wanted to laugh for no reason, "He's not very lazy, he doesn't even need someone to help him go to the toilet now."

"You've grown up," Zhou's father glared at Zhou Yu with a glance, "Why don't you let your mother pee on you again?"

Zhou Yu glanced at Gu Ming, but didn't dare to speak.

Zhou's father and Zhou's mother seem to come to see their son specially, they are only going to rest for one night, and take the plane to Japan early tomorrow morning.

The dinner was cooked by Zhou's father and Zhou's mother. The two couples chatted while cooking, and laughter wafted from the fragrance of the food.

Gu Ming was supposed to fight, but he felt that he couldn't get into the atmosphere of those two people at all, so he gave up.

Both Zhou's parents are good at cooking, they kept picking up food for Gu Ming at the dinner table, insisted on cleaning up the dishes after a meal, and drove Gu Ming to the living room.

Zhou's father washed the dishes, and Zhou's mother began to tidy up her son's doghouse.

Like a Buddha statue, Zhou Yu calmly carried out the lazy son's character to the end, lazily watching TV on the sofa.

"Your house is amazing." Gu Ming said.

"My parents are not in shape, I'm used to it." Zhou Yu, who is very out of shape, said.

"It's not this," Gu Ming thought for a while, "It's that kind, it's just like the one in a TV show, it's very warm."

To be honest, he was even a little envious of Zhou Yu, because his family was not like this.

His house is actually like the one in the TV series, but it is a costume TV series because it looks like a palace.

"Actually, the three of us don't get together very often. We only meet a few times a year." Zhou Yu said, "As I said before, each has a good show, and we can't play together."

"But we can chat," Gu Ming said, "You know what the other party is talking about."

"That's normal," Zhou Yu slowly stretched his father's waist, "Everyone speaks Chinese."

"Go, pack up your bed." At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhou's mother lifted Zhou Yu up from the sofa.

"Why, my bed is quite tidy." Zhou Yu said.

"Who cares about you," Zhou's mother said, "I'll let you clear the quilt and pillow, your father is going to sleep."

"Aren't you going out to live?" Zhou Yu's eyes were straightened.

Zhou's mother immediately slapped him on the shoulder, "You have no conscience, let your parents drag their luggage to find a hotel at night! You're so close to the airport."

"Oh." Zhou Yu responded.

"Tonight, just squeeze with Xiao Gu." Mother Zhou said, "Just don't kick him out of bed."

Zhou Yu was stunned for a second, then suddenly jumped up from the sofa, and quickly went back to the room to clean up.

Gu Ming had just come out of the shower when he saw Zhou Yu hurrying out of the room holding the quilt and pillow.

Like a kindergarten kid.

"It's okay, I'll just sleep on the sofa." Gu Ming said after understanding.

"Why do you sleep on the sofa? With your height, it's so uncomfortable to have a group night together." Dad Zhou said.

"Yeah, anyway, the two-meter bed, you two can turn it over in your sleep." Mother Zhou laughed.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Eve!

Gu Ming: I found that the whole world is your assist.

Two weeks: Come and lie down, I'll take a bed photo for you.

Extra

1st

About tonight's Weibo——

@The most handsome me on this street

2-421: 03

Happy New Year's Eve, eat well and drink well (love)

【Video Pretending to Play the Piano】

Comment area -

A: Ahhh, it’s really Chinese New Year, little brother!Of course!hair!Bo!up! ! !

B: How long has it been since I've heard you play the piano, tell me, son of a bitch!

C: The Spring Festival prelude can be wow wow wow hand control to express satisfaction (cover your face and cry.jpg)

D: Judging by this hand speed, I must have been single for more than 20 years——

@ Zhou Yu

2-421: 06

Happy New Year's Eve, what are you eating tonight~ (doge)

【Picture·Show-style sun-dried noodles】

An excerpt from the comment section——

A: Ahhh happy new year!

B: Is there only noodles? Huh, we have to eat meat during the Chinese New Year!

C: Will I eat for myself next week? (tears)

Ding: Did you see the other pair of chopsticks on the edge of the photo? This is for Er Zhou to eat——

E: New Year's Eve, why are you talking so dirty...

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2nd

About the New Year red envelope——

Gu Ming: Fuyan Nima sent me a WeChat red envelope of [-] yuan, and has no relationship with him.

Zhou Yu later reissued a huge sum of money for karaoke red envelopes to sing "Freedom Flying". It's not like this to force the author to ask questions these days.

Zhou Yu: I have touched every WeChat group chat. The "lucky best" of the small red envelopes is always my own, and the big red envelopes are always a fraction of what I can grab.

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3rd

About New Year's Wishes——

Gu Ming: To become rich, isn’t this a hundred-day dream that most young people have once a year?

Next year I will get rich, next year I will have a cat, and next year I will get out of the order.

Generally speaking, it is the above three types, although what can actually be achieved in a year is hair loss.

Zhou Yu: Sleeping until Gu Gu, nothing else.

I want to touch Gu Gu's head because it's fluffy.

I want to hold Gu Gu's hand, because the hand playing the piano looks very big.

I want to hug Gu Gu's waist, I hugged it once before, and it smells fragrant.

Want to sleep with him!Can you inquire online about how many years the sentence will be...

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to update the liver, but I went out to eat the New Year's Eve dinner, so I can only make up such a side story, which basically has nothing to do with the main text.

I wish you all a Happy New Year!

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