Chapter 31
Lu Shenxing went to Qiaoshan to soak in the hot springs. Cheng Zi was lying at home, killing time with a comic book in his hand. He heard footsteps at the door. "Son, a beautiful woman is here to see you."
"She's chatting with your aunt downstairs." Cheng Tiandao winked at him, "Is she your senior?"
Cheng Zi put down the book and said, "That should be it."
He doesn't have many friends of the opposite sex, and even fewer with whom he can get along well.
"Dad, I see that girl's family is from this city, not far from us. She's very polite and not arrogant. Her height is a good match for you..."
Cheng Zi rubbed his forehead and said, "Dad, I don't have any feelings for her."
This simple and straightforward sentence left no room for maneuver. All of Cheng Tiandao's words were blocked. He could only express his thoughts in one sentence, "You are just like your uncle!"
Cheng Zi raised his eyelids and greeted the person behind Cheng Tiandao when he saw her, "Senior."
"You guys chat." Cheng Tiandao turned and left.
The room was so tidy that one dared not put down their feet. Wei Ni threw away her slippers and came in wearing only socks. She complained, "If I hadn't gone to school to ask your roommate, I wouldn't have known about your situation."
Cheng Zi's eyes fell inconspicuously on the places where she had stepped along the way, and his lips pursed slightly.
"Your room is so clean." Wei Ni didn't touch anything, just casually looking around. Her eyes lingered on the sketchbook on the bedside table. She said half-jokingly, "Hey, I wonder when I can get a painting drawn by the great talent Cheng?"
Cheng Zi raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm not good at drawing characters."
Wei Ni, who hadn't held out much hope, was still a little disappointed after hearing this seemingly impeccable reason for rejection. She glanced at the paper sticking out of the notebook and unconsciously reached out to pull it out. After seeing what was on it, her eyes lit up. "What is this? A sketch?"
Cheng Zi said, "I just drew it casually."
"Cool!" Wei Ni realized it was the same person. She paused and asked, "Cheng Zi, who is this person you drew?"
Cheng Zi's expression was unnatural for a moment, "My uncle."
"You two uncles have such a great relationship." Wei Ni sighed with a smile. She took out a few design drawings from her bag. "This is my draft. I'd like to hear your opinion."
She leaned closer and said, "If my design is approved, I'll treat you to dinner."
Cheng Zi lowered his head and looked through it, "Pen."
Hearing him say that, Wei Ni immediately handed over the pen that he had prepared long ago.
The young man's serious profile was as smooth as jade in the light. Wei Ni looked at him, lost in thought.
Cheng Tiandao, who was lying outside the door, walked down the stairs lightly and shook his head at Fang Wen, "Impossible."
Fang Wen coaxed the child and said softly, "Have you ever thought about whether Xiaozi likes boys like Lao Qi?"
Cheng Tiandao said without hesitation, "Impossible."
The atmosphere became depressing with Fang Wen's unintentional words. Cheng Tiandao felt as if something had struck his heart. He touched the teacup with a frown on his face.
When Wei Ni was leaving, Cheng Zi suddenly called her, "Senior."
"Hmm?" Wei Ni was full of anticipation.
Cheng Zi frowned, "The butterfly wings on your left sock are asymmetrical."
"..." All those fantasies were shattered in an instant, without even a trace left. Wei Ni realized that the entanglements in reality were everywhere. She couldn't help but wonder if there would be someone who would appear and make this person break his principles and change.
When Lu Shenxing came back from Qiaoshan, his shoe stepped on a piece of paper when he opened the door. After seeing a few words on it, he knew it was stuffed in by Luoyang.
It's nothing more than words like "I miss you, I'm very happy with you, do you still want me, can we start over" and so on. A search on Baidu will bring up a lot of results, and they are all different.
Lu Shenxing crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can along with the advertisements. It seemed that Luoyang was still living in his own world and didn't want to come out.
After waiting for a few days at home without receiving a call, Luoyang changed his clothes and dressed up carefully before going out. He bumped into someone in the community downstairs. He turned around and saw a pair of blue eyes, as deep as the sea.
The handsome man asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Luoyang smiled slightly, "It's okay."
As soon as the longest National Day holiday of the year ended, students and office workers were all worried about how time passed so quickly, as they basically spent the New Year in busyness.
After Cheng's foot healed, he returned to school to make up for the missed courses. The design institute took on a large project, and the old professor called him over to participate.
“This is a grand project.”
The old professor's words added a new point to Cheng Zi's future life, and most of the matters that needed to be communicated with the other side fell on his shoulders.
After he went there a few times, rumors spread throughout the company and the design institute. Later, the news that he was Cheng Tianzhen's nephew came out of nowhere, and the discussion turned into flattery.
"You must have a good relationship with your uncle, right?"
Cheng Zi lowered his head to put away his pencil, "Normally."
"I looked it up on the recruitment website. Shengshi doesn't recruit online. They recruit from several schools." The boy blushed. "I heard that company pays well. Can you help me?"
"There's nothing I can do." Cheng Zi took the blueprint to Shengshi.
Things like this happened one after another, as if everyone concluded that he had enough say in the man's opinion, not knowing that he was just one of his many nephews.
When Cheng Zi went there, Lu Shenxing was in a meeting and was taken to the office by his secretary.
His suit jacket was casually thrown on the sofa, magazines were scattered here and there, documents were piled up in a mess, and there were a few opened snacks on the desk. Cheng Zi took a deep breath and silently told himself to calm down.
The fingers hanging at his sides moved.
When Lu Shenxing came back from the meeting, he saw the young man standing in front of the table, waving a pencil in his hand, his eyes focused. At that moment, an inexplicable sense of familiarity swept through his mind, followed by a dull pain. When he went to confirm it, there was no trace of it.
"Do you want to come work here?"
His thoughts were interrupted, and the curve under the pencil paused. Cheng Zi lowered the sleeves of his rolled-up sweater and said, "I didn't plan to."
Lu Shenxing recalled the original plot. Cheng Zi was indeed not in the prosperous age, but went to an architectural firm and created a world for himself there.
"What were you drawing just now?" Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows, "Let me see."
He was quite curious, as he often saw Cheng Zi drawing something in the sketchbook during this period.
Cheng Zi put the sketchbook into his backpack and said calmly, "It's a picture of an old cat."
"..." Lu Shenxing was speechless. He just wanted to draw a cat, but it was an old cat.
"I'm going to find Manager Wan." Cheng Zi pursed his lips. He obviously only needed to communicate with the person in charge, but he was always brought to this office.
"He'll be here soon." Lu Shenxing gently pulled the tie around his neck and leaned back in his chair.
The secretary knocked on the door and brought in two cups of coffee. "Mr. Cheng, do you have any instructions?"
Lu Shenxing glanced over, like a knife blade passing by. The secretary's face changed. She quickly withdrew her gaze from the young man and left in shame, clearing out the images of the domineering CEO and the handsome academic master that she had paired in her mind.
The most important thing is to keep your job first.
The office fell silent. Cheng Zi took a sip of coffee. He had to believe that this man had changed so much that it was like he had been reborn.
"The sugary cup you drank is mine."
The wetness on his ears was so strong that it felt like a kiss. Cheng Zi turned around abruptly, his back hitting the table, and half the color on his face faded.
"Why are you reacting so strongly?" Lu Shenxing raised the corner of his mouth and pointed, "It's dirty."
Cheng Zi put his hand on Lu Shenxing's chest and pushed him away with force, staring at him coldly. Then he quickly took his backpack and went out, forgetting even to take the blueprints.
Lu Shenxing, “…”
After that day, Cheng Zi started to avoid Lu Shenxing. No matter what the old professor said, he refused with various excuses and plunged into the library, his mind full of drawings and line structures.
Lu Shenxing went to Cheng Zi's school. A curly-haired boy opened the door. He asked with a grin, "Uncle, who are you looking for?"
Hearing this address, Lu Shenxing's forehead jumped, "I'm looking for Cheng Zi."
The boy looked at Lu Shenxing suspiciously, turned around and shouted inside, "Cheng Zi, someone's looking for you at the door!"
There were loud keyboard tapping sounds, mixed with swear words in several dialects, and mixed with the fast-paced game background music, which was very exciting.
Cheng Zi came over yawning, with two red marks on his face from sleeping. As soon as he saw Lu Shenxing, he was about to close the door, but was stopped by a hand.
"Grandpa's birthday is tomorrow." Lu Shenxing said with a stern face, "Your father asked me to pick you up."
Cheng Zi's face was not looking good either. "I'll take a bus back by myself."
Lu Shenxing frowned and stared at Cheng Zi for a few seconds. Was the rebellious teenage period coming back? He walked away and called Cheng Tiandao to tell him what had happened.
The dormitory was still very noisy. Cheng Zi climbed back onto the bed and covered his head with the quilt.
"Hey Cheng Zi, who was that guy wearing designer clothes just now?" the curly-haired boy asked from below, "Is he your uncle?"
Cheng Zi didn't respond and seemed to be asleep.
The inexplicable cold war between the uncle and nephew continued until the end of the year. Cheng Tiandao and Fang Wen were confused. They asked both sides but got no results.
Just as all major media outlets were keeping their eyes fixed on the upcoming New Year's Eve party, the never-ending entertainment industry was stirred up again.
At around 2:00 a.m. on the 29th, a group of large-scale photos appeared on the Internet. In just one hour, they were circulated countless times and received an astonishing number of clicks.
This shows how terrifying the number of night owls is.
The protagonist this time is Luoyang, a newcomer who was recently signed by Jin Film and Television Company and is also a student at the Film Academy. The background of the photo is in a scenic spot. He is lying naked on the withered leaves, his face covered with lust. The man with his back to the camera is pressing him, and both of their bodies are covered with traces of indulgence.
The effect of the uncensored content drove netizens crazy. They spent huge sums of money to beg for a night of sex, begging for cum on the face, begging for tightness, and many other obscene words appeared in people's eyes, causing a greater public opinion storm.
Of course, some netizens also expressed their concerns about whether they would catch a cold while playing outdoors in such cold weather.
Luoyang has outstanding appearance, exaggerated acting skills and makes a living by his looks. What surprised people in the circle not long ago was that he won the Best Newcomer Award. He has a bright future. The timing of this set of indecent photos was too coincidental.
No matter what, things have come to this point and we can only move forward. There is no turning back.
He fell down just as he climbed up. If he hadn't won the award, he might not have received so much attention and publicity. It is always the case that the higher you climb, the harder you fall.
On the rooftop, Luoyang's eyes were filled with a deep blue hue, "Brother Hao, that person really wasn't me."
Agent Zheng Hao cursed, "Do you think I'm blind? Huh?"
His disguised composure shattered, Luoyang scratched his hair and asked in panic, "Brother Hao, what should we do now?"
"I'll contact them and hold a press conference right away." Zheng Hao's face was solemn. "The company..."
Luoyang interrupted loudly, "I can't admit it!"
"I'm really disappointed that you don't even have the courage to face it." Zheng Hao said coldly, "We'll talk again when you've thought it through."
The cold wind blew on his face, and a strong light burst out from Luoyang's dim eyes. That man could change his situation.
Luoyang cleaned itself up, did a good job of expansion and went to the prosperous era.
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