Xiao Zuojing became popular after falling in love with her ex

Chapter 21

He understood the trick of planning for a rainy day.

As soon as Jian Cong's Weibo was posted, the topic immediately "exploded".

Everyone was shocked by Jian Cong's clarification of the "golden master" rumor so bluntly, and at the same time, they were curious about the people who took pictures with him.

[Ah ah ah, the young master is so rigid!Straightforward clarification Well done! 】

[Brother Cong is the first person in the circle who dares to clarify the rumors about the patron so directly!This confidence is the foot that rushed out of the screen! 】

[Who are these handsome guys? Help, sure enough, the handsome guys' friends are all handsome guys 555! 】

[In 1 minute, find me the Weibo accounts of these handsome guys! 】

Everyone spontaneously looked for clues about these people, but Qin Xingwen and the others spontaneously reposted + commented on Jian Cong's Weibo before they could find out.

Although they are not public figures, everyone was shocked after reposting it under the verified yellow V number.

【Help!Qinxing Technology, Zhonghuan Construction, Lingfeng Trading, and Lanhai Craftwork, what kind of big shots are these few! 】

[Oh my god, I just remembered, these guys seem to be "young masters" from Beijing! 】

[Fuck, there seemed to be a few of them in the group photo of the Entrepreneur Charity Dinner last year! 】

Hearing this, someone immediately found the group photo from last year and posted it, and circled them all intimately.

At the same time, everyone also found out that Jian Cong used to ride in several luxury cars, and they could all see the same in their Weibo, so the rumored gold owner's luxury car pick-up and drop-off instantly became unjust brothers Pick up.

Everyone was more excited this time, and at the same time became curious about Jian Cong's identity.

Jian Cong said that he and these people were brothers who grew up, which implied in disguise that Jian Cong himself was also in their circle, and he must be either rich or noble.

In the midst of lively discussions and guesses, a "class representative" quickly concluded.

Combined with Jian Cong's VVIP status in major brands, coupled with his relationship with Qin Xingwen and the others, as well as his noble temperament and refined nature, it almost confirms his "young master" status.

Everyone became more curious and began to spare no effort to find more clues, wanting to know who is behind Jian Cong.

But no matter how hard they searched, they still found nothing.

Some people also speculated whether Jian Cong might be from the Jian family, but they were quickly refuted. A wealthy family like the Jian family would definitely not allow their children to play in the entertainment industry.

The discussion was fruitless, but the rumors that Jian Cong was being taken care of by the patron were completely shattered.

And because his identity as "Young Master" was exposed, the nicknames given to him by fans fit him more closely, and his overall image became more vivid and three-dimensional.

Many passers-by who originally came in to eat melons were also attracted by Jian Cong's appearance at first, and fans Amway made up for Xingyue Liuguang's previous live broadcast, and then they were poked by his small-hearted personality and his interaction with Fu Wenzhou To, directly into the pit vertically.

After Jian Cong finished posting on Weibo, he was busy selecting songs and rehearsing, and Hao Xian didn't need to worry about the rest, so he didn't know that he had gained 700 million fans in just half a day.

His personal super chat, as well as his and Fu Wenzhou's CP super chat, have already become lively.

Seeing this easily reversed situation, the sound of porcelain being smashed came from a room in a five-star hotel in Country Y.

Deng Xingye raised his eyes to look at Bai Qingxin, the other party's supposedly soft and harmless face was full of chills, and his usually clear eyes were also full of vicious anger.

"Who is he?" Bai Qingxin asked in a deep voice.

"The information we found shows that he went to high school in Wushi before, and there seems to be a branch of Jian's family there." Deng Xingye stood up and picked up the broken red wine bottle fragments one by one in a good-tempered manner.

Bai Qing gritted her teeth: "Jane's family."

If Jian Cong is really Jane's family, what chance does he have to beat him?

Deng Xingye reassured: "It's definitely not from the master's family. It's probably a small branch of the Jane's family. You don't have to take him too seriously."

Bai Qingxin sneered: "Hermas, Huadeng, and Cuuba, the three blue bloods are all related to him, why don't you take him seriously?"

Deng Xingye said: "What Cuuba gave him was just an ambassador, you are their investigation object, and they are more inclined to cooperate with you."

"Besides, you will officially announce Asan's global endorsement tomorrow, and you still have two red bloods on your body. If your image, works and popularity are better than him, why worry?"

Bai Qingxin remained silent.

The feud between him and Jian Cong was forged four years ago. They debuted at the same time, and the role of Jian Cong when he debuted was originally Bai Qingxin's fancy.

But the director took a fancy to Jian Cong's aura and image, which hit the always proud Bai Qingxin deeply.

Especially when he saw that Jian Cong won all the rookie awards that year in one fell swoop, causing Bai Qingxin to become a foil all the way, he hated him even more.

That's why later he asked Sheng Yao to do everything possible to sign Jian Cong back, and then instructed Wang Shi to make him a white lotus figure, and then he stepped on Jian Cong to climb up.

Fortunately, everything followed his ideas, and Bai Qingxin almost forgot about Jian Cong.

But now he suddenly appeared, not only showing off again and again, but even married Fu Wenzhou.

He looked at the bottle of red wine that he intended to give to Fu Wenzhou, his eyes were cold.

Why does Jian Cong love to oppose him so much?

The role he liked was taken away by Jian Cong, and even the man he liked married Jian Cong.

But it doesn't matter, soon, fame and Fu Wenzhou will belong to him alone, and Jian Cong will once again become that Internet hacker that everyone shouts and beats.

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Jian Cong and the others quickly settled on the tune, and then began to rehearse intensively.

They haven't touched an instrument for a long time and haven't cooperated with each other. It was a bit bumpy at the beginning, but everyone has a tacit understanding, so it quickly became smooth.

In the afternoon, everyone did not rehearse, but went to the studio after eating.

Xiaomeng measured their height and size, and she wanted to help them prepare costumes.

After being busy until dark, Jian Cong finally returned to the hut.

Several guests were watching a drama downstairs and chatting. They greeted him warmly when they saw him. Only Fang Yuze looked at him with a complicated expression and did not speak.

Jian Cong didn't even look at him, and only said to the others: "I'll go up and change clothes before I come down."

Zhong Guan said: "If you are tired, go to bed early, you don't need to come down."

Qu Banyan also joked, "If you want to play video with Brother Fu, you don't need to come down."

Jane Cong: ".."

After taking a shower, he came downstairs with his tablet and stylus, casually sat on the carpet in front of the coffee table, and opened the drawing software.

"Are you going to draw us a little Q man?" Qu Banyan came over and sat down beside him in surprise.

Jian Cong nodded: "What do you want?"

Everyone else was also interested, and the director pointed the camera at Jian Cong's hands and tablet at the right time.

"I have prepared a photo, brother Cong, please help us take this picture." Qu Banyan dug out a photo of himself and Fang Yuze and gave it to him.

Jian Cong glanced at it twice, then skillfully adjusted the brush and began to paint.

Zhong Guan and Miao Chan on the other side also hurriedly started looking through the photo albums. They were just talking casually before, but they didn't expect Jian Cong to really draw them.

"Mr. Zhong, Mr. Miao, you can dictate to me directly." Jian Cong didn't raise his head, and his hands moved quickly.

"That's a good feeling."

The two of them discussed for a while, and finally decided to have two villains in traditional Chinese wedding dresses, and the scene can be arbitrary.

Jian Cong nodded, and continued to perfect the villain they drew for Qu Banyan and the others, adding a million details to it.

After drawing it, he passed the picture to Qu Banyan. After reading it carefully, Qu Banyan asked sincerely, "Jian Congda, do you really not consider drawing fanmanga?"

"No." Jian Cong immersed himself in painting Zhongguan and Miaochan again.

Fang Yuze gave him a complicated look. He didn't expect that Jian Cong could draw so well, let alone that he and Qin Xingwen were good brothers.

He regretted that he had offended him before, but when he thought about it, he felt that it was not impossible to offend Jian Cong for Bai Qingxin, after all, the status of the Bai family was there.

Jian Cong didn't know what he was thinking, so he just drew seriously.

In the end, the villains he drew for Zhong Guan and Miao Chan were equally acclaimed. Jian Cong stretched his waist after passing on the pictures to them, then he paused and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

In the morning, Fu Wenzhou sent him a message, saying that the dinner would be over after seven o'clock in the evening, but now it's almost nine o'clock!

His phone was charged upstairs, Fu Wenzhou wouldn't make a video call for him, would he?

Jian Cong pursed her lips, and didn't get up immediately, but slowly put away the tablet and brushes, and then said goodnight to everyone in a leisurely manner.

It's just that when he went upstairs, he still unconsciously quickened his pace.

Coincidentally, as soon as he entered the bedroom, the phone rang.

Jian Cong walked over quickly, and it turned out that it was Fu Wenzhou calling, and the other party had already called him three times before that, basically every 10 minutes.

He turned off the headlights and lit the night light, and then turned on the video after lying back on the bed.

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyebrows: "Are you back?"

"I've been back a long time ago." Jian Cong spoke to him in a natural tone: "Just now I drew two pictures for them."

Fu Wenzhou understood: "Did you forget your phone upstairs?"

"No, I put it here to charge."

Fu Wenzhou nodded, and took the initiative to report the itinerary: "The organizer has prepared a hotel for us, and I can leave after the awards are presented tomorrow night."

"No dinner?"

"We're not getting together, I'll go back and find you soon."

Jian Cong's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the person on the screen calmly.

Fu Wenzhou was leaning on the sofa in a black satin pajamas, the neckline was wide open, revealing his obvious collarbone, and his half-dry hair was stroked back casually, revealing his sharp facial features.

Cooperating with the somewhat dim lights in the other party's room, it seemed that he was a little sexier than usual.

"Did you drink today?" Jian Cong changed the subject.

Fu Wenzhou paused, and said, "I just drank two glasses of red wine, not too much."

"Ah."

The two fell silent, but neither of them wanted to hang up.

"How was your rehearsal today?" Fu Wenzhou was the first to break the silence.

"It's pretty good. I'll get to know you better tomorrow. Just go to the program group to rehearse during the daytime on Sunday."

Fu Wenzhou nodded: "I'll accompany you that Sunday."

"Can you come back?" Jian Cong blurted out, and hurriedly said, "Forget it, I'll go with them."

Fu Wenzhou will end the awards ceremony tomorrow night, and it's not worth it to catch a plane all night, he might as well sleep there and come back.

It's just that Jian Cong would never say such words of suspected concern.

Fu Wenzhou could understand what he meant, but he didn't point it out, he just said, "Listen to you."

The two fell silent again, Jian Cong unconsciously picked his fingers, and said, "Then just hang up if it's okay."

Fu Wenzhou hesitated to speak, but finally he only said, "Okay, good night."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Cong hugged the quilt and wrapped himself in a circle, his thoughts were infinitely empty.

Suddenly, the video bell rang again.

Jian Cong was startled, took the phone and found that it was Fu Wenzhou, and he pressed the answer button.

"Someone knocked on the door." Fu Wenzhou turned on all the lights, then took a long down jacket and put it on, wrapping himself tightly, very defensively.

Jian Cong: ".. You sent me a video because you were afraid of danger?"

Did he think that if there were bad guys outside the door, he could call the police for him immediately?

Fu Wenzhou picked up his phone again and walked towards the door, saying, "No, I'm just in case I'm afraid you might misunderstand."

He had also encountered a colleague knocking on the door in the middle of the night before. At that time, he was the first to video Hao Xian and let him record the whole process, because he was afraid that Jian Cong would see the scandal.

Now that Jian Cong is here, he naturally doesn't need Hao Xian.

Fu Wenzhou didn't explain it too clearly, but Jian Cong understood what he meant, and didn't know how to react for a while.

The door was opened, and Jian Cong heard a timid male voice coming from the receiver, saying, "Brother Fu, I'm Bai Qingxin, do you remember me?"

The author says:

Brother Cong: He understood the trick of planning for a rainy day.

Brother Fu: Keep a low profile.

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