Chapter 63 Do you think it’s funny?
"What?" Tang Weisheng thought Wen Shuang was talking to him.
Tan Li immediately looked at him for help. He hoped that even if Wen Shuang didn't want to help, she would at least not cause trouble.
Wen Shuang opened her mouth and finally uttered two words: "Nothing..."
After drinking a glass of wine, the night wind suddenly rose, and Wen Shuang slowly felt his cheeks getting hot and a layer of hot sweat on his back.
Tan Li is a chatterbox. He never cares about the other person's expression when chatting. However, because the topic is SpongeBob SquarePants, Tang Weisheng's expression is very indifferent, but at least it is not full of disgust. Occasionally, he can ask Tan Li a few questions. Wen Shuang moved a stool and sat next to him. She didn't quite understand what they were discussing. Didn't SpongeBob explode in the water? What happened to Squidward and Mr. Krabs?
Wen Shuang shook her head and suddenly realized that she almost fell down!
He looked at the cup beside him and thought to himself, what kind of alcohol has such a terrible aftereffect?
Tang Wansu was met with dismay. Only a few wealthy ladies who were unaware of the current situation were willing to talk to her. But I guess after they knew how Tang Wansu got the position of Mrs. Xuan, they would no longer be willing to pay attention to her.
Seeing Tang Wansu approaching from a distance, it was difficult to maintain a smile on her face. Wen Shuang felt pity for her. Why bother? She was clearly an identity that could not be seen in the light. If Xuan Zhong treated her like a treasure, it could offset some of the negative comments from the outside world. But from the time she came in until now, had Xuan Zhong ever said a word for her?
"Weisheng, why are you here?" Tang Wansu didn't know Tan Li, but she looked at Wen Shuang warily, as if she was worried that Wen Shuang would lead her son astray.
Tang Weisheng had been playing with the figurine, but upon hearing this, he hurriedly stuffed it into his pocket, fearing Tang Wansu would find out. He didn't look at Tan Li's expression, thinking that their peaceful conversation would end tonight because he, Tang Weisheng, was not the young master of the Xuan family. But just as he was about to leave, he heard the person next to him whisper in a low voice, "Contact us on WeChat. I'll send you SpongeBob in two days."
Tang Weisheng turned around and saw Tan Li raised his eyebrows slightly. The smile on his face was no different from before, so bright that it was dazzling.
Wen Shuang felt weak all over. She sat on the stool without getting up and waved to Tang Weisheng: "Goodbye."
Tang Weisheng glanced at him and said, "Let Xuanzhe take you back quickly."
After Tang Weisheng left, Tan Li realized that something was wrong with Wen Shuang. "Brother, what did you drink?"
"Just one cup." Wen Shuang frowned, and looked around but saw only shadows, so she asked Tan Li: "Where's Xuanzhe?"
Tan Li told Wen Shuang to sit down, gestured to Jiang Ning, and went to find Mr. Xuan who could save his life.
There were a lot of people attending the dinner. Tan Li looked around but couldn't find Xuan Zhe, but he ran into Lin Nuan on the way back. Jiang Ning didn't notice that Lin Nuan was particularly respectful to Tan Li.
"Master." Lin Nuan said softly.
"Just right." Tan Li's expression froze. He put his arm around Lin Nuan's shoulders and pulled her aside. "There's something I want to discuss with you."
It is said that the person currently in charge of entertainment is Tan Tianhe, the person who made Lin Nuan trapped in the fire pit. However, he is not Tan Li's biological father, but Tan Li's uncle.
When Tan Li went abroad for further studies, his father had just passed away. This period of time was very delicate. As the heir, Tan Li was sent abroad, but Tan Tianhe was able to sit still.
"You're associating with Young Master Wen Shuang." Tang Wansu pulled Tang Weisheng to leave. Tonight's experience was simply terrible. There were bright lights, wine, women, and beautiful women, but there was nothing about it that they and their son could fit in. "It's obvious that he's not a good person. Your father won't approve of this. A nobody with no status or background wants to enter the Xuan family."
Tang Weisheng looked at her straight and steady.
Tang Wansu felt as if she had been stung. The words she had used to scold Wen Shuang seemed more considerate when applied to her. This woman could never remember her origins. She thought she could erase the past by reaching this position, but everyone else remembered everything clearly for her. Tang Wansu felt a little embarrassed and said unhappily, "I saw that actor give you something earlier. What was it?"
Tang Weisheng's hand, which was stroking the figurine in his trouser pocket, tightened slightly and he pursed his lips. "Nothing."
Tang Wansu's expression changed slightly, and it seemed that she was determined to know. However, thinking about her recent bad relationship with her son, she didn't dare to press too hard. "Okay, anyway, just remember what Mom said. Don't worry, Xuanzhe's interest in Wen Shuang will soon fade."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of glass breaking was suddenly heard, and Tang Wansu and Tang Weisheng looked up at the same time.
Tan Li didn't find Xuan Zhe, but Wen Shuang saw him. He stumbled towards Xuan Zhe while Jiang Ning was talking to others. The alcohol took full effect, making Wen Shuang feel like every step was stepping on cotton. His rationality was sometimes online and sometimes collapsed. Some insecurity wrapped around his whole body, making him feel cold. Only when he was around Xuan Zhe was he warm.
When Wen Shuang got to Xuan Zhe, she didn't brake in time and dropped a wine glass on the ground, which was a very rude behavior in such an occasion.
Tang Wansu curled her lips into a cold smile, crossed her arms and waited to see the fun. She wondered what Xuanzhe would do. Would he feel ashamed and scold Wen Shuang or just try to maintain his decency and let Wen Shuang be sent away? She swallowed all the bitterness of her life for many years. For the sake of that glamorous life, Tang Wansu paralyzed herself crazily, but still couldn't help comparing herself with others when facing the same situation. This almost became a kind of paranoia. She thought that if it was Xuan Zhong, he would definitely scold her loudly, and he would probably nag her for half a month when he returned. Whenever he mentioned her, his tone was full of disgust and aversion, as if she were some kind of shameful object.
Like father, like son. Tang Wansu was pathological and tried to find a little joy in the suffering of others.
But Xuanzhe did not show any dissatisfaction. He immediately reached out to support Wen Shuang and picked up the hand that had just touched the cup, as if he wanted to see if it was hurt.
The smile on Tang Wansu's face suddenly stopped.
"Have you been drinking?" Xuanzhe put his arm around Wen Shuang's waist and asked in a deep voice.
"Hmm..." Wen Shuang was slow to react and waited for a few seconds before nodding: "I just had a drink."
"Does it feel bad?"
"I'm fine, just dizzy." Wen Shuang whispered. He looked at Xuan Zhe, watching the halo of light in the venue drift away in the dark night, as if wrapped in a layer of moist water vapor. Everything became illusory and blurry, except for this face that became more and more handsome and profound. Wen Shuang suddenly hugged Xuan Zhe back and said to the man's slightly surprised gaze, "I want a kiss."
Xuanzhe laughed. It seemed that he was really drunk. If he was sober, Wen Shuang would never choose to stay here even if he was beaten to death.
The hall was still bustling with people talking, laughing, chatting and complaining, but that was just the surface. Once this disguise was removed, everyone's eyes were on Xuan Zhe and Wen Shuang. All the celebrities were there, and they could raise their glasses to celebrate, rub shoulders with each other elegantly, or even have some fun and, under the influence of alcohol, jump into the central pool and pull down a few drowned rats to experience the vulgar pleasure that made everyone laugh.
But there will be no kissing.
Because it's too explicit.
It was so explicit that it stripped Xuan Zhe of his "divinity". It was hard to believe that he would indulge someone to such an extent.
Wen Shuang stood on tiptoe slightly, but pursed her lips and felt something was wrong. When she was about to retreat, Xuan Zhe tightened his arms, lowered his head almost devoutly, and kissed him. It was not long, just a few seconds of lips touching lips. He even turned slightly to block Wen Shuang, and finally said in a low voice: "Kiss."
"Hmm." Wen Shuang was satisfied, lowering her head and leaning on Xuan Zhe's chest, so she didn't see the greed in the man's eyes that was so fierce that it almost swallowed him.
Xuan Zhong's face turned pale. In his opinion, Xuan Zhe was lowering his own status! He originally wanted to go up and say a few words, but he felt that according to Xuan Zhe's temper, he would most likely retort to his face, making him lose face, so he could only endure it.
"It seems that it is not just a temporary interest." A certain emotion flashed in Tang Weisheng's eyes and he chuckled.
"Okay, let's go home!" Tang Wansu looked a little embarrassed and left with a gloomy face.
***
Neon lights and street lights flashed past Wen Shuang's eyes like painted wallpaper. He hummed softly, and the next second his hand was held by someone. Xuan Zhe's deep voice was in his ear: "I want to vomit."
"No, I'm thirsty." Wen Shuang sobered up, and some fragments flashed through his mind, making his whole body stiff. When all the flashes were over, Wen Shuang suddenly chuckled as if he had just watched a comedy.
Xuanzhe took the time to glance at him: "What are you laughing at?"
"I was dreaming." Wen Shuang spoke a little quickly, as if anxious to confirm something. "I dreamed that I kissed you at a banquet. Do you think it was funny?"
Xuanzhe: “…”
Wen Shuang: "...It must be a dream."
"It wasn't a dream." President Xuan said cruelly, "You ran up to me, hugged my waist, and then moved closer, saying..."
"Alright, alright!" Wen Shuang interrupted immediately. He was like a sugar cake in a steamer, coated with a layer of crimson. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He groaned for a long time before finally uttering a word: "My face!"
Xuanzhe couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Wen Shuang planned to stay quiet for a few days to digest this cruel truth, but it was obvious that Xuan Zhe didn't take it to heart. His little quail had just asked for a kiss in public, so what was wrong? The anger aroused by Wen Shuang had not yet subsided. No matter what he said that night, he would not let him go. And the matter was not as serious as Wen Shuang thought. To be frank, the people present at the previous banquet said that a large number of them had never played before and were not so innocent. They did confirm one thing through Xuan Zhe's behavior: before President Xuan lost interest, Wen Shuang was the real ancestor!
The night sky is very clear tonight, with stars twinkling all over the sky. There is no light on in the room, and the moonlight is enough.
Tang Weisheng took out a small square box from under the bed. It was about 30 centimeters long and it was very old. Some of the gold paint on it had fallen off. When he opened the box, he saw that everything inside was related to SpongeBob SquarePants.
He just likes this.
When he was a child, Tang Wansu never accompanied him to the park or amusement park like other mothers did. After Xuan Zhong was suspected by his father, he did not give Tang Wansu much living expenses for a period of time. Tang Wansu was sensitive by nature, and she was suspicious every day and could not even cook a good meal. There was a DVD player at home, and the SpongeBob SquarePants disc was thrown to him by the kid next door. Tang Weisheng was originally curious, but after watching one or two episodes, he was deeply fascinated. He couldn't explain the reason, but he just loved the little yellow sponge.
Later, I watched it over and over again. People who lack emotions may be like this. Once they like something, they will be crazy about it. Tang Wansu knew it at first but didn't stop her until she entered the Xuan family. Xuan Zhe's excellence made her extremely worried and afraid, so when she found Tang Weisheng watching SpongeBob SquarePants, she "violently" stopped him. The cards, posters and models that a half-grown child had collected with great effort were torn and thrown away by Tang Wansu. She asked Tang Weisheng to become as smart as Xuan Zhe so that Xuan Zhong would look at him with admiration.
But his surname is Tang, not Xuan, and Xuan Zhong doesn't care whether he is good or bad.
Tang Wansu couldn't see clearly, but the young Tang Weisheng saw clearly that Xuan Zhong was a dictator. He had been in a high position for many years but his horizons had not broadened much. Instead, he developed a stubborn habit. Even though he had a quarrel with Ran Yao and had no contact with her until they died, the only son he cared about in his heart was Xuan Zhe.
Xuan Zhong would urge Xuan Zhe to read books and do homework, and complete the tasks assigned by the teacher on a regular basis, but when he met Tang Weisheng, he would just give him money and never asked about his academic courses. Even so, Tang Wansu was still complacent that Xuan Zhe could only stay in his room while his son could run freely in the old house.
Tang Weisheng was not convinced and once sneaked into Xuanzhe's room when he was not at home. The books on the shelf were not things that their age group could digest. Xuanzhe was obviously skipping a grade. Tang Weisheng picked up a book at random and took it away. He spent a week studying the questions on it and found that it was not very difficult.
It's not very difficult, which is enough to prove that he is also a genius.
But Tang Weisheng didn't think so. He was still a long way behind Xuanzhe. In order to make Tang Wansu give up and stop causing trouble, Tang Weisheng instinctively concealed his talent. He studied one grade at a time, and his grades were in the middle. In fact, he always thought that the classmates around him were mentally retarded.
This behavior, which was almost like "keeping oneself safe", did not make Tang Weisheng feel much more at ease. There were too many things weighing on his heart, and he didn't know where to start for a moment.
When Tang Weisheng grows up, if he likes an animated character again, he will seem very childish. Not to mention Tang Wansu, even Xuan Zhong will probably say something about him. Tang Weisheng doesn't like to hear it and he finds it annoying, so he secretly hides in a place where no one can see him, like when he once sat alone in front of the TV, watching the happy little characters, and all his worries disappeared in an instant.
Tang Weisheng didn't expect that Tan Li would really ask for a SpongeBob SquarePants figurine as a gift, with the most classic smile showing two rows of white teeth. Tang Weisheng would reply to people's WeChat messages unless it was necessary, but at this moment, he couldn't take his eyes off the photo on his phone.
The man was holding the camera in his hand in the photo, and his slender fingers and neatly trimmed nails were also in the picture.
Tan Li: [I'm busy filming recently, how can I send it to you?]
Tang Weisheng quickly gave an address.
It's not the Xuan family's old house. Tan Li raised his eyebrows. This means this is Tang Weisheng's house outside.
He guessed correctly. Tang Weisheng had bought a house outside without telling Tang Wansu. It was so dull here and he had to watch the same drama every day. He was really sick of it and decided to turn a blind eye.
Tan Li: [Okay, we should be there this afternoon.]
He looked at the screen which showed "Typing...". After almost three minutes, Tang Weisheng sent a cold "Thank you".
Tan Li laughed. This was so awkward. Saying thank you was like asking for his life. Tan Li sat up straight, not intending to let Tang Weisheng go. [I have two sets of the Collector's Edition. I'll give you one as well.]
It seemed that this gift was very valuable, and Tang Weisheng didn't say anything for a long time.
Finally, the phone vibrated, [What do you want]
Tan Li struck while the iron was hot: "Hey, we're just trying to make friends. Didn't I tell you the other day that you're the only one around me who likes SpongeBob? If you really feel bad for me, just treat me to a meal when you have time."
Tang Weisheng immediately replied: [No problem.]
It means I received the collector's edition.
Today can be regarded as the happiest day of the year for Tang Weisheng. Tan Li kept his word and sent him figurines and a complete collector's edition. Among them, there is not only a SpongeBob figurine, but also a Patrick Star figurine. They have the same shape and expression, and they look like brothers when placed together. Tang Weisheng originally wanted to ask if it was sent to the wrong place, but he guessed that Tan Li would not make such a mistake, and it must be a gift, so he placed it on the bedside together with SpongeBob.
Tang Weisheng didn't sleep that night and watched SpongeBob SquarePants the whole night.
Time seemed to have gone back to the midsummer of his childhood. He listened to the chirping of cicadas outside and felt that the wind was not hot anymore. He followed the little people on TV and laughed refreshingly.
"Records of the Netherworld" has started to release trailers, and actor Cui Jin has many die-hard fans. They are envious of his black-clad, long-haired look in the drama. Stills of Lu Li, the second male lead, have also been leaked. The young man in green has a face as white as jade, gently waving a folding fan, and is indescribably elegant and graceful. Knowing that Cui Jin and Lu Li are friends, fans of both sides greeted each other when they met, saying that the couple makes a great couple!
There are some haters trying to take advantage of the situation. After all, when the first photos were leaked, Cui Jin and Wen Shuang were the ones being hyped. Now it seems that Wen Shuang is just a tool, and who knows how sad she must be behind the scenes.
"Yes! They're a perfect match! They look perfect together!" Wen Shuang sat on the sofa, chewing an apple while slacking off on his phone with his secondary account. As long as it wasn't him and someone else, he'd buy into any combination of couples!
Zhang Dong had already sent him a notice, asking him to appear at the new drama press conference.
Wen Shuang thought to herself, why should I, who appeared in just three episodes and was already killed, go? But I did have to go, because the pendant that Zhong Ming asked me to bring to Lu Li was still with him.
The press conference was scheduled for 2 p.m. on Friday. Wen Shuang had lunch in Xuanzhe's office and was about to rush over. When he arrived, he realized that everyone except him was in costume. Zhang Dong was immediately confused when he saw Wen Shuang in casual clothes. "Where's your costume?"
"No one told me." Wen Shuang was confused.
Cui Jin stepped forward and reminded Zhang Dong, "Director, it seems that Wen Shuang is not in the cast."
Zhang Dong glared, "Who created the group? I said we should bring all the main actors in, and you guys are taking my words for granted!"
Wen Shuang's costume had probably been put away by the stagehands a long time ago, so it was too late to look for it now.
Lu Li, dressed in a blue shirt, walked over leisurely. He must have heard what Zhang Dong said, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Director Zhang, I created the group because I don't have Wen Shuang's friends..."
"It's okay, it's okay." Wen Shuang was afraid that this person would ask for her contact information. She felt that it would be better for them to never have any contact with each other again, with one protagonist being the other and the other being cannon fodder. "No, director, I won't go up. Just say I have something urgent to do."
Zhang Dong said with a cold face: "Several media outlets are here to interview you today!"
When Lu Li heard this, his expression changed slightly. The main creators were all there, but some media came for Wen Shuang.
"Then let's settle for the second best. You guys go first, and I'll go over when the interview is time." Wen Shuang negotiated.
Zhang Dong laughed. "Fool! You're the one who'll suffer if you don't show up at the press conference, and yet you're here trying to comfort me."
Wen Shuang smoothed over Zhang Dong's hair, "It's okay, it's okay. There are gains and losses."
Wen Shuang went backstage to wait while Zhang Dong went to the front to greet everyone. Cui Jin walked beside Lu Li and suddenly asked, "Xiao Lu, is it because you don't have Wen Shuang's contact information that you didn't invite him?" Without waiting for Lu Li to answer, Cui Jin frowned and said, "But we are all in the same crew. We can always get it by asking Director Zhang Dong."
Lu Li's expression was somewhat unpleasant. After a brief moment of panic, his shoulders slumped, like a child caught doing something bad for the first time, completely at a loss. "Sorry, Brother Cui, I'm just... I'm quite afraid of Wen Shuang. I don't know why, but I always feel particularly uneasy when he's around. I didn't expect Sister Zhu to not inform me about wearing a costume, otherwise I would definitely..."
"Alright, alright." Cui Jin had a crush on Lu Li after all, and couldn't bear to see him looking so aggrieved and guilty, so he interrupted gently, "Wen Shuang did that to you, so you're understandably scared. It's already been resolved, right? Don't even think about it."
Lu Li smiled gently when he heard that, as white as the petals of a gardenia, without a speck of dust on her.
When Wen Shuang came, he was carrying a blue backpack, which was full of snacks prepared by Xuanzhe for him. Except for a few bags of dried fruits, the rest were all meat. Now he was sitting backstage, listening to the loud voice of the host outside and the sound of the flash lights. Wen Shuang knew that the press conference had begun. He ate snacks without any psychological burden, and his cheeks were bulging all the time.
"Wen Shuang, why don't you go?" someone came forward and asked cautiously.
Wen Shuang saw that she was holding a notebook and a pen, and thought she was looking for her autograph. She took it generously, wrote her name, and handed it back to the little girl. In her confused look, she grabbed two bags of snacks and gave them to her: "Beef flavor, delicious. I didn't go because I didn't bring my costume, and I would look out of place standing there."
Wen Shuang spoke frankly, without any resentment or anxiety. This fan of Lu Li was originally unhappy that Wen Shuang stole Lu Li's limelight during the first official announcement, and planned to ask for some explosive news, but was forced to sign an autograph and even stuff food into his mouth.
"Try it." Wen Shuang urged.
The little girl tore open the package and took a bite. Hmm! It was really delicious!
Seeing the other person's eyes light up, Wen Shuang said happily: "Right?"
"Yeah." The little girl looked at Wen Shuang closely and felt that this person was so unique... different from all the idols she had seen before.
"Okay, Wen Shuang, it's your turn to go out." Zhang Dong came over and called for help. When he saw Wen Shuang with her mouth full of food, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Stop eating! Hurry up!"
As they walked away, they heard Zhang Dong say, "Lu Li is the same. He seems like a very reliable kid, but he forgot about you. Otherwise, if you had dressed up as Yunlan Xianjun just now, this press conference would have been a complete success!"
Wen Shuang smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay."
The little girl was stunned. It turned out that Lu Li had forgotten
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