What happened in the Jing family was soon exaggerated by reporters and posted online.
"Family Scandal", "Servant Kills Master", "Twin Brother Has Been Abroad", "Third Heir to Real Estate Tycoon Makes First Appearance" and other similar headlines that were created to create headlines even when there were no headlines at all, flooded the screens of various social networking sites in the evening when traffic was the highest.
Many confused people clicked in dazedly and clicked out again confusedly.
After all, wealthy families are too far away from the lives of ordinary people, and they do not belong to the scope of the entertainment industry. Everyone just laughs and complains about "your entertainment industry is so chaotic" and that's it. These seemingly true but false news did not cause much splash.
Of course, it was also because the Jing family deliberately suppressed the news.
But the fact that the Jing family had three sons still spread in the upper-class circles.
No one would doubt the truth of the matter, because Jing Cheng and the Second Young Master Jing are so similar, but Jing Cheng is more stable than the dandy Second Young Master Jing, which can be seen from the photos of the two.
The facial features of the two people are indeed very similar, but that is when viewed separately. If you put their photos together and compare them, no one would say that the two people in the photos are the same person.
Nothing else, just temperament.
One of his ears was pierced with a row of colorful earrings, and there were a few thin scars at the corners of his eyes. His face was full of rebelliousness, and his smile was arrogant and provocative. At first glance, he was obviously a problem teenager, and that was indeed the case.
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The other one, on the other hand, has beautiful features, a gentle smile, and clear eyes. His temperament is gentle and clean, yet he gives people an indescribable sense of distance.
In the words of netizens, there is a fairy-like aura that is seriously inconsistent with the secular world.
So without Jing Cheng knowing it, he got a new nickname - "God's younger brother".
Jing's father was again brought up by some netizens who are already fathers and mothers, who expressed envy, jealousy and hatred... This old man has a decent appearance and is just average, but how come his sons are all better looking than the other? It really is good to be born into a wealthy family, and genetic optimization is much easier than for ordinary people.
Jing Cheng's expression twitched when he saw the comments from netizens.
In the end, in everyone's eyes, he finally became Jing Zhensong's "son", so what was the point of his previous hesitation?
Jing Zhensong actually dared to announce so loudly that he was his son. If he was not ignorant, he would almost think that the other party was "an old man who hanged himself - he was tired of living."
Fu Le happily hugged Jing Cheng's neck and said affectionately: "Look at you, why didn't you just say you were not the Second Young Master Jing? I have always been prejudiced against you. I'm sorry, brother!"
Jing Cheng, whose neck was caught off guard, said: "..."
Qin Yan strode over with a dark face and pulled Fu Le's arm away: "Are you sick?"
Then he handed Jing Cheng a cup of milk tea that he had just bought.
Jing Cheng's eyes lit up, and after saying "thank you", he immediately inserted the straw and took a sip.
Fu Le chuckled twice: "Isn't this just a way of expressing closeness to Orange?"
Qin Yan glanced at him and thought that being close shouldn't mean being close to you, he hasn't done anything so intimate with Jing Cheng yet.
Fu Le is very open-minded. Even if no one pays attention to him, he can still talk non-stop. "No wonder I felt a strong sense of disharmony when I first saw you. You and Jing Cheng are really interesting. It's okay that you look the same, but your names also sound the same. What were you thinking at the time? Aren't you afraid of calling the wrong person every time you call out a name?"
"……Won't."
Jing Cheng held the straw in his mouth and thought silently, what was he thinking? My name appeared more than a hundred years earlier than the second young master Jing. You have to ask what Jing's father was thinking. He dared to let his son have the same name as his ancestor, who was expelled from the ancestral hall.
Fu Le didn't have the ability to read minds, so he couldn't hear Jing Cheng's complaints. He just thought that the Jing family was no different from ordinary families in that they liked to dress the twins the same. It was just that their family was a little weird in that they liked to give the twins the same name.
Qin Yan quietly looked at Jing Cheng from the side. Even though he had just taken the milk tea with a smile on his face, he could still sense that the person next to him was worried. He knew that things were definitely not as simple as the news said, but this was Jing Cheng's family affair after all, so he didn't want to ask.
I hope that during this trip to the ancient city, I can make the other person forget his worries and be happy.
While Jing Cheng was drinking milk tea, Qin Yan's eyes kept circling around him, staring almost greedily at the graceful curves of his profile, his neck that looked even whiter in contrast to his black hair, and Jing Cheng's throat that rolled gently as he swallowed the milk tea.
For a moment, Qin Yan even wanted to transform into the cup of milk tea in the other person's hand, so that he could touch him easily.
However, Qin Yan did not dare to act rashly, because he did not know whether Jing Cheng was the same as him, and could only judge by the details of their interactions.
Jing Cheng acted like he had no desires or demands all day long, and he was so popular that he could treat everyone as a brother. No matter how much Qin Yan wanted to be with him, he had to endure it.
He was afraid that Jing Cheng's special regard for him was just his self-righteous illusion. After all, the biggest illusion in the world was "he likes me."
He is like a patient hunter waiting for his prey to jump into his net, hoping that the prey will jump into his net on its own and that the prey will do so willingly.
Hopefully this day won’t be too far away.
Jing Cheng's five senses have always been sensitive, so he could naturally feel that Qin Yan's eyes were looking at him more and more strangely. His heart moved slightly, and a thought vaguely flashed through his mind, but it was fleeting.
He didn't think too much about it. He just thought that Qin Yan was dissatisfied with his behavior of drinking milk tea without giving way to anyone, so he generously handed the other party the milk tea with only one-third left.
"My eyes are almost glued shut. I'll give you the rest to drink."
Qin Yan: “…”
Jing Cheng didn't care about it anymore after he gave the milk tea away. He liked desserts, but milk tea was okay if he drank a little. If he drank too much, it would become too sweet and greasy.
He looked back at the business car parked not far from the school gate, where a group of girls were gathered, excitedly discussing something.
Jing Cheng remembered that these girls were going the same way as them, all heading to the ancient city.
He noticed that they were holding light blue flags and wearing dresses of the same color with the same cartoon characters on them.
Even the shoes they wore were the same light blue sneakers.
"What are they doing dressed like this?" Jing Cheng pointed in that direction and asked in surprise, "Are there going to be any activities later?"
Qin Yan was staring at the milk tea in his hand that had been drunk by the other party. There were still milk stains on the top of the straw on the tea cover. His mind was blank and he couldn't hear what Jing Cheng asked at all.
Fu Le didn't know what his brother Yan was doing. Didn't he never drink desserts before? He said he hated the greasy sweet taste the most. Was he out of his mind today?
Hearing Jing Cheng's question, Fu Le glanced in the direction he pointed and said in a familiar tone, "Oh, they are star-chasing girls, and blue is the cheering color of their favorite stars."
"Star-chasing girl?" Jing Cheng was confused by this new word he heard for the first time, "Which star?"
"It's Yan Xiu, the hottest young idol right now. He's an all-around artist who can sing, dance, and act. He's also an inspirational graduate of our school's experimental class. He's won the hearts of girls all over the country within two years of his debut. It's only been four years since his debut, but he's already become the top traffic star in the entertainment industry."
Jing Cheng nodded as if he understood, thinking that this was probably similar to the Peking Opera fans a hundred years ago, who were all chasing after the same female role.
Fu Le found a photo from the album on his phone and handed it to him: "Look, that's him."
Jing Cheng looked down and saw that it was a dynamic picture.
Fu Le: "This picture of Yan Xiu's electric eyes winking is known as the best in the entertainment industry. It is said that anyone who sees it will have their heartbeat speed up, regardless of whether they are male or female."
Jing Cheng took the phone curiously.
What came into view was a very handsome young man, so handsome that he was almost demonic.
He has long and narrow eyebrows, a light pink hue at the corners of his eyes, a thin and straight nose, bright red thin lips, and a pointed chin.
At first glance, he doesn't look like a man, but more like a male fox.
At this moment, he blinked at Jing Cheng, with the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a seductive smile.
Jing Cheng: “…”
Fu Le let out an exaggerated “hiss——” sound and covered his chest: “Fuck! Are you shocked? Every time I look at this picture, I feel like I’m gay.”
Jing Cheng handed the phone back to him and answered calmly, "No."
Perhaps the word "bent" touched a nerve, Qin Yan reacted suddenly, still holding the milk tea cup in one hand, and quickly snatched the phone with the other hand: "What is that?"
Seeing this tempting GIF, Qin Yan frowned in disgust: "Why is it him?"
"Do you know him?" Jing Cheng tilted his head and asked him, his eyebrows raised.
Qin Yan nodded, as if he remembered something unpleasant, and said with a "tsk", "I've seen it once."
Fu Le explained: "His uncle runs an entertainment company, and Yan Xiu is an artist under his family, the cash cow of his uncle's company."
Jing Cheng seemed to be thinking about something.
Qin Yan glanced at Jing Cheng and couldn't help asking, "What are you thinking about?"
Could it be that he was just like everyone else, mesmerized by the little star after seeing a photo?
What kind of magic does that guy have that makes everyone so obsessed with him?
Jing Cheng hesitated for a moment and asked the question in his mind: "Didn't you say he used to be a student of Nanming Middle School? He always looked like this?"
Fu Le quickly snatched the phone back while Qin Yan wasn't paying attention, put it in his pocket, and was stunned when he heard the words: "What do you mean by that?"
Jing Cheng touched his chin, seemed to be thinking, and did not answer his question.
Fu Le couldn't help but say, "He definitely didn't have plastic surgery! There's still a picture of him hanging in our school's Hall of Fame, and he hasn't changed at all from now."
"As soon as he debuted, the media praised him as 'a god-like face', but he used to be a pure and innocent guy, and only changed his look last year."
A grown man...actually talks about purity?
Jing Cheng felt a chill when he heard this.
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