[BL, MTL] The Villain Is Too Cute (Quick Wear)

Chapter 56: The Whole World Knows That I Was Hugged Wrong (19)

In the next month, because a big person lived next door, the filming of the program went much smoother, and the housing problem was successfully resolved. Although the black fans and the four female stars were somewhat disappointed by this, Chu Run's fans clapped their hands and applauded.

　In the past, if the stars who went to work in the countryside were thirsty, they could only fetch water by themselves, and then boil it in a kettle to drink, but when Chu Run was thirsty, there would be glasses of cool juice immediately.

　Chu Run wanted to eat fruit, and immediately there were plates of freshly cut fruits delivered to her. Fortunately, the female artist with her partner also got a lot of benefits. She took a bite of the flesh and exclaimed: "My God, this cantaloupe is so sweet. Ah, it's the best cantaloupe I've ever eaten in my life."

　The little assistant popularized science next to him: "This is the famous 'Yubari Melon' in Hokkaido, Japan, it must be delicious, and this is the number for one piece." He said She shook her finger, compared a number, and made the female artist click her tongue: These evil rich people really know how to enjoy it. Brother Chu is the best. She can have fans in such a poor and remote place. He planned to lose ten catties on a trip to Xiang, but unexpectedly gained a lot of weight.

　If it's Chu Run's turn to cook and there are no ingredients, a child with a vegetable basket will come running over with a patter, take out various vegetables from the basket, and say, "God, you want this carrot. Or this Chinese cabbage?"

　The people who had worked so hard on the field and bargained with the villagers for a long time to buy the vegetables: "..."

　If Chu Run took the vegetables and started frying them, that child would stand aside again, clapping his little hands and applauding Said: "The male god is so powerful, he can even master the cooking skills, he is really outstanding!"

　Everyone: "..." It's really unreasonable to be flattering, they showed off eighteen cooking skills over there. He didn't get a single compliment, and Chu Run was praised from head to toe even if he put a lot of oil on it.

　If Chu Run was sent to the county town to sell vegetables, but there was no means of transportation, that kid would pat the back seat of his tractor and say domineeringly, "God, get in the car!" Everyone: "

　...!!!" They were not envious at all! !

　"When will I have such a caring local fan?" A certain male artist couldn't hide his envy. Of course, it would be nice if he was a little older and still a beautiful girl. He had only been in the mountains for a few days, and his skin was tanned by the strong summer sun. On the other hand, Chu Run felt comfortable being served by others. He didn't have to work in the fields, and he didn't have to walk for several hours to the county town. So the complexion was still white and shiny, as if he had come to the country for a vacation.

　It's really pissing people off.

　After returning to the capital, it was late at night, sleeping on a big soft bed, Chu Run skillfully opened his phone, and as expected, he received another text message from a small fan. When I met this little fan in the countryside at first, his attitude was indifferent, but after he was sweating, the other party jumped up and took out a handkerchief, and tiptoed to help him wipe the sweat, he couldn't help but bend down From that moment on, his heart beat miraculously.

　Then the two exchanged contact information with each other, and almost every night, he would receive a text message from a small fan: [I really want to swim in

　your collarbone, the male god, I want to slide on the bridge of your nose, I want to be in the male god God, your eyelashes are swinging on a swing]Translation: Male god, look at your collarbone, male god, your nose is so three-dimensional and straight, male god, your eyelashes are so long, you are the most beautiful eyelash master!

　[Male God, I've listened to your new song, it's super nice! ! ]

　[Male god, today's event, I saw you, every time I saw the male god, I sighed, the beauty of the male god is really the best in the past]

　This little rainbow fart, he keeps saying such things, and he can't help himself. Isn't it embarrassing?

　Even though he said this, the corners of Chu Run's mouth were still slightly raised, and he typed lazily: "There are so many people at the event today, how did you see me? You are so small, I guess you can only look at the back of your head. "

　It is true that only the back of the head can be seen, but the little guy still skillfully launches his rainbow fart light waves: "Even if it is the back of the head, it is also the back of the head with amazing beauty." Chu Run looked back and forth three times before slowing

　down Tun said: "It's twelve o'clock, children go to bed early, don't play with your phone all the time."

　The little guy replied in seconds: "Okay, good night, male god!"

　Chu Run then transferred to his new song comment area, and as expected, seven or eight of the top ten hot comments in his new song comment area were from small fans, and he recognized the other party's profile picture.

　A faint fluorescent light shone on his face. Holding his mobile phone, he read the seven or eight sincere long comments over and over several times, but he didn't notice the curved corner of his mouth.

　At that point, he didn't even need sleeping pills, he closed his eyes in a good mood, who would have thought that such company would last ten years.

　Time flies, and it's the time to collect lucky money in the new year.

　The little guy still received a lot of money, because this year is the year of the pig, so he also got a piggy bank in the shape of a big golden pig. Divide his new year's money and the game's profit for a year, and stuff them all into Zhuzhu's nostrils.

　During the Chinese New Year, like a little money fanatic, he hugged her wherever he went, even when he was sleeping, like hatching an egg, which made An Meijun so angry that he couldn't find a chance to do anything.

　Yin Yunqiu didn't understand why this child was so obsessed with money. He kissed his youngest son on the forehead and said, "Baby, don't hold your piggy bank all the time. What if you hurt your foot? Dad's future money will be yours." Yes, you can spend it however you want."

　Unexpectedly, when the child heard this, tears fell, and Yin Yunqiu was caught off guard.

　What Yin Minglu thought at the time was that it would be great if the original owner was really a child of the Yin family, but unfortunately he was not. The former him almost ended up living on the street, begging for food with the little beggars in the subway station. The little beggar stinks and hasn't bathed for several days, but when night fell, the little beggar was still taken away by a big beggar.

　Only he stayed in place alone, with nothing.

　"Nothing is mine, only the little pig is mine." He made preparations in advance, maybe when he was kicked out at the age of eighteen, he would not be so poor that he lived on the streets. The child hugged the golden pig, lowered his face, and said disappointedly: "Dad, Mom doesn't like me, and I don't look like you. I watched a lot of TV dramas with wrong children. Maybe I jumped out of a rock." , or being hugged by the nurse sister may not necessarily be wrong, do you think it is possible, Dad."

　The child's words seemed to contain hints, and tears fell drop by drop, but Yin Yunqiu's face sank. For the first time, instead of comforting the crying child, he said in a cold tone: "Who is talking nonsense in front of you? You are Dad's Son, don't say such things in the future, or Dad will beat you."

　The light in the man's eyes was frighteningly bright, his handsome face was covered with frost, and his eyes were also faintly cold, as he hugged the pig The child trembled with fright, tears stopped, and spent the night hiding under the covers. The next day, I heard the news that Yin Yunqiu lost his temper and laid off many members of the Yin family.

　For a moment, the entire Yin family was silent, even the liveliest young master was murdered, who would dare to touch the misfortune of Mr. Coincidentally, these people are all very close to the child's biological mother, An Meijun.

　Yin Minglu, who was angered by Yin Yunqiu for the first time since coming to the Yin family, did not dare to mention this matter again, and An Meijun only thought that her plan had failed again, and she was extremely disappointed. Spreading some specious rumors, trying to pave the way for the future daughter, those people were suddenly laid off.

　No one knew that after Yin Yunqiu came out of the hospital the next day, he locked himself in the study for a whole day. When he came out, he was that elegant, indifferent, high-ranking young man again, and his attitude towards children was the same as before, even more pampering, almost as if he would not give the moon to the stars, and would give him a sun if he wanted the moon.

　He even signed his own name on some property transfer agreements in private.

　He thought that his thoughts might be a bit selfish, but he would keep this secret forever and keep that child from knowing it until he stepped into the coffin to meet his death, just so that that little face could live on forever without any worries, and not be infected with it. A little haze.

　"Father, why haven't you signed my report card yet?" Yin Yunqiu woke up from his memories when he called out, only to realize that twelve years had passed. Best secondary school.

　He came back to his senses, moved the pen lightly, and skillfully wrote down his name on the parent's signature column. He didn't read carefully what was written in the teacher's comments on it, because he knew it without looking. Complimentary words.

　Hearing the words on the report card, Yin Zhongyuan squinted his eyes and poked his head over, and said, "How much did you take the exam again, baby? Is it the first place? You are the first in the grade again, not bad! Even better than your father back then." , Your dad never won the first place every time." He thought to himself, his nephew is really a precious phoenix egg, smart and capable, he will be promising at first sight.

　"Of course." Yin Minglu puffed up his chest proudly, since he wanted to be excellent, he had to be the best. He took a photo of the report card and sent it to the male god. He was even happier after receiving the praise.

　"This female classmate surnamed Jiang is also good. Although she is ten points behind you, she is very good at taking the second place every time." Yin Zhongyuan pointed to the second place. Very impressive, "This female classmate seems to have been in the same class with you since elementary school. What a coincidence. Did I go to your sports meeting last time and saw that thin as a wicker and pretty? Little girl?"

　The reason why he still remembered it was because the little girl had been hovering near them, her eyes seemed to have something to say, and he felt strange, so he looked a few more times.

　"It's her, it's quite a coincidence." Yin Minglu nodded, isn't it, can it be a coincidence that it was intentional?

　I don't know what Jiang Mingqin thinks, since elementary school, she has always been interested in being in the same class with him, and likes to compete with him in everything, and she rushes to sign up for any competition he participates in, as if she wants to overwhelm him, but she doesn't know what to do. He acted as if he didn't mean it, for fear of what he might see.

　Yin Minglu didn't care about this. Anyway, as soon as he signed up for sports and math competitions, Jiang Mingqin shrank back. He obviously knew that this aspect was not his strong point, so he could only bite his lip, watching him shine in the sports meeting every year. This kind of broken school record, and she followed the girls in the class, and could only be a cheerleader by the side, reduced to a foil.

　After asking Yin Yunqiu to sign, Yin Minglu put away the report card and took it to school the next day.

　At first, he was running to school, but he realized that he got up late today. He might not have enough time to run to school, and he didn't have coins with him, so he took out his mobile phone and scanned a small yellow car on the side of the road, and rushed to the school. School.

　Stepping into the classroom with a thrilling step, I saw my good buddy, Zheng Jiangning, the incarnate demon king of the Zheng family, wearing a pair of sunglasses, sitting swaggeringly on the seat, with a black earphone plugged into his ear.

　Yin Minglu pulled it off and listened, and there were English news from foreign radio stations chattering in it. He joked: "So I was listening to English, so serious, Ning, this is not like you. And this sunglasses, what does it look like, Mr. The class is coming, and it will be picked soon."

　"Isn't this the old class calling for signatures yesterday?" Zheng Jiangning replied with a smiley expression, "Of course you are worth the first place in the exam. I took the grades back home, and you have been comparing them all year round. My dad got angry immediately, and picked up a feather duster to beat me. When I saw something bad, I ran away, but my dad was a thief, and immediately fell down clutching his chest. , I thought he was fainted by my anger, so I ran back to help him, and was caught and beaten up."

　Having said this, he couldn't help touching the area around his eyes again, and let out a cry of pain. The voice was absolutely real, and Yin Minglu felt a sense of sympathy when he heard it. He thought that fortunately, the Yin family didn't advocate education with sticks, but it might be that his performance was so good that even sticks wouldn't be his turn?

　"By the way, what's the matter with your hairstyle? You came here on a bicycle again today? Comb it quickly, it's too messy, we have to walk in the phalanx in a while." Zheng Jiangning took out a comb from the drawer and handed it to Yin Minglu .

　Yin Minglu took it, stroked his messy hair casually, and then put it down.

　Since Yin Minglu entered the classroom, Jiang Mingqin, who has been paying attention to him, interrupted at this time, and said softly: "Student Yin Minglu, isn't your family rich? Why did you come here on a shared bicycle?" In fact, she wanted to The question is, is it because your father doesn't like you anymore, so he didn't send you a car, so you can only come here by bicycle. Even though she knew it was impossible with her toes, she just wanted to ask more questions and make some guesses like this, so that she could feel more at ease.

　Zheng Jiangning didn't know about the relationship between the two of them, and always only regarded Jiang Mingqin as an ordinary classmate, so he said: "Oh, you don't know, these damn rich people just get richer and more stingy. There are more than a dozen sports cars in the garage. There are also four or five drivers, just want to exercise, run half a lap around the moat every day, and ride a one-dollar bicycle every day..."

　Before he could speak, Yin Minglu gave him a slap and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are one of the damn rich, so feel

　free When Yin Minglu mentioned the school sports meeting, the students around him immediately gathered around and said in a hurry: "Student Yin, this time I will leave the 3,000 meters to you! Come on, run! We will cheer for you!" " The marathon

　is also entrusted to you! If you don't participate, no one in our class will be able to participate." The sports committee also said that he is most grateful to Yin Minglu, and Yin Minglu has contracted all the events that no one in the class wants to apply for, and it has been completely resolved. his big problem. Compared with the sports committee members of other classes, he is so lucky to ask God to tell his grandma every year to beg the ancestors in the class to show mercy and report the sports.

　"Tomorrow's relay race, what if I run too slowly?" A girl said timidly, worried that she would drag the class back.

　"Don't be afraid, Minglu is very good. As long as you don't fall down and give him the stick, he can run first." Another boy comforted her, and gave Yin Minglu a thumbs up by the way.

　It's like this again, it's like this again!

　Every time Yin Minglu started to speak, he brought up a topic, which quickly attracted the attention of others, and everyone would gather around him, thus forgetting about her, as if she was an irrelevant background board.

　Jiang Mingqin pinched her palm with her fingers, and said bitterly, but you are only showing off during the day, and at night, that will be her stage! She is bound to amaze the audience!