Chapter 15: It’s sad, why isn’t today Friday? * …
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This story begins a long, long time ago.
There are so many gods who hate Kajol that apart from those who go along with him, there are only a handful of gods left.
As it happens, I am one of them.
This is not to boast that I am a god with excellent character. The reason is very simple. Countless lives have been lost due to conspiracies and tricks, and I often have to deal with them.
A priest like Kazhuo will always be affected, so the battle with him is always full of intrigues and tricks. Various conspiracies and tricks are common, and sometimes he would rather play 800 tricks with me in order to keep a soul he likes.
Unlike other priests, Kajol's temple is full of hidden luxury. The black marble temple reflects the golden light, and the slender golden threads shuttle between the stones like swimming fish, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Just as flamboyant as Kajol herself.
I know this temple as well as my own home, for I have gone to its gates more than once to protest against its practice of withholding the souls of the dead. I know everything Kadro might have done, second only to the Lord of Light.
Their understanding of each other is like a study between mortal enemies. There is a saying that the person who knows you best, besides your friends, is your enemy.
If something really happens, your friends may not be able to arrive, but even if they are at the other end of the world, your enemies will write a letter to laugh at you in the shortest time. And my understanding of Kazhuo is based on his illness.
Yes, it's that pure.
So it was obvious that it was impossible not to take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of each other. The flashes were still clicking, and we seemed to have become the focus of the crowd.
Even Odysseus and Aisha became supporting roles. I took the opportunity to give them a look, and they understood what I meant and sneaked into the gate, leaving only Kazhu and I to confront each other.
The superstar raised an eyebrow with a visible smirk on his face.
His gaze was sharper than a sword, but he was also the type whose smile became brighter the angrier he got. The combination of the two formed a venomous aura.
“How come I didn’t know I had a son this old?”
I had a blank expression on my face and said without thinking: "Dad, although you went out to work to support the family, I don't blame you, but you forgot my seriously ill mother, the hungry dog and the three children at home. This is your fault. My younger brother was still chanting your name when he was suffering from lung disease. Are you really going to abandon our family? Look at my face. Is there any difference between me and you? If I am not your biological child, who else is your biological child? Are you talking about your leather jacket and leather pants?"
A decisive blow, a perfect decisive blow.
My speech was like successfully taking out my lawyer badge when the other party raised an objection, saying to the former racing driver "follow the car in front" when taking a taxi, and a young girl rushing over and shouting with tears in her eyes when two men were about to fight, "Stop fighting for me!" Every part was perfect.
The flash lights seemed to be blinding everyone here, and the reporters' attitudes were so passionate that they seemed to burn the air.
If I heard this sentence anywhere else, Kajol would have 100 ways to fight back. But in this situation, he had no basis to rely on.
After all, I sculpted this face myself. As for how similar I am to him, it's almost like posing in front of a photo of myself when I was a kid.
His face turned blue, red, purple, and black, all in a kaleidoscope of colors, and then he smiled. It was a smile that made people tremble in their hearts, and it was full of gnashing of teeth.
"Okay, dear boy, let's go in and talk first."
As he said this, he grabbed me roughly and walked through the door without looking back. The robot bodyguards immediately stepped forward to stop the reporters who were chasing after him, and the noise outside the door was extremely loud.
I guess he will become a hot topic tomorrow, and I will have single-handedly fed all the spectators in this world. They should thank me for my kindness and build a temple for me overnight.
Kajol threw me to the ground as soon as he entered the room. He asked coldly, "Who sent you?"
I remained calm and said, "Dad, have you really forgotten that when you were a teenager, you had a one-night stand with an older sister and gave birth to me?"
Kazhuo sneered and gave me a middle finger: "Bullshit, I'm not interested in big sister."
I was shocked: "Are you gay??"
Are you gay?
You...are...a...gay...
Male...same...
As soon as these words came out, the lady at the front desk who was walking towards us had a stiff expression on her face, while Odysseus and Aisha, who came in earlier and were waiting for us, looked horrified.
In addition to these people, there were many other people in the hall. Everyone turned back and stared in our direction, and only one voice laughed happily. Like a breeze blowing and sunshine shining.
Just by listening to the voice, I could imagine a perfect face. And when I turned my head, the face was exactly as I imagined, with dazzling blonde hair and deep blue eyes. The contours were as perfect as if they were custom-made using a template.
If you can't imagine how perfect this is, then you're in trouble. It just so happens that the owner of this face is also very familiar to me. If nothing unexpected happens, what he will say next should be -
I didn't expect to see you in such a state of disarray, Kajol.
"I didn't expect to see you in such a state of disarray, Kajol."
Alas, so these gods are really nothing new. All their words are within my control. It's really boring.
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Samuel, the Lord of Light, is a mortal enemy of Kadjo, the Lord of Darkness, in the game. From what I can tell, the relationship between their actors doesn't seem to be very good either.
Kazhuo's face suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Don't worry about it."
"I'm worried that our big stars will be involved in scandals because of this kind of thing. If they knew you were gay, how sad those female fans would be, especially those girlfriend fans. You seem to be the most popular star in our company."
Samuel curled his lips, ignored Kazhuo's anger and walked in front of me. He squatted down and looked at me, his blue eyes could make anyone drown in them.
"Since your father doesn't want you, why don't you come with me? I will treat you well."
Otherwise, why do people say that handsome people are all liars? Even if what they say is such absurd words, it is still full of an indescribable persuasiveness.
Neither of these two is a good person. Our Odysseus is the kindest. I sighed in my heart. But if he has the strength of these two people, he will definitely not worry about such a small matter as the contract, right? Then there will be no room for me to appear.
I looked up at Samuel and asked in the most disgusting, natural, and lovely voice of my life: "Can you help Brother Odysseus solve his contract problem? If so, I will go with you."
Odysseus frowned and tried to come over, but was stopped by Aisha. His face was full of disapproval, and it was obvious that letting a child do such a thing was against his principles.
But good job, Aisha, you have completely understood what I mean.
The fighter's agent held him tightly, his emerald green eyes shining brightly at first glance, just like a wolf that had found its prey.
That was a look of extreme excitement, the kind that only comes from finding a breakthrough in a difficult situation. Yes, little sister, you and I are thinking the same thing.
Kazhuo and 's status is not much different, which means that they must be similar in reality.
As a major source of income for the company, the agency will certainly be reluctant to let go. If the two pillars protest together, it will definitely be more effective than fighting alone.
Kazhe’s face was as black as ink: “I won’t allow it!”
I ignored him, looked at Samuel and continued, "If you can promise me, it's not impossible for me to call you dad."
The blond young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed so hard that tears almost came out.
"I never thought, Kazhuo, that you could give birth to such an interesting child. Okay, I promise. I will help you solve the problem of Odysseus."
"I said I don't allow it!"
Kazhuo's voice suddenly became louder: "He is not my child, don't spread rumors, I am not a gay, don't talk nonsense!"
"You are not my father anymore, what qualifications do you have to point fingers at me? Just because you say no, I won't allow it. There is no such good thing in the world."
I looked at him sideways and walked proudly in front of Samuel. Two to one, we had the upper hand, and Kazhuo would definitely lose even if he was unwilling.
And based on the rumors I just made up about him, his agent might come running over to him and ask him to explain, which would be enough to keep him busy for a while.
I planned confidently, but when Samuel took us to the top floor, I realized the result was better than I thought.
The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat showed no dissatisfaction when he saw us come in. Instead, he immediately stood up, bowed to us, and respectfully called out, "Young Master."
Of course it couldn't be me. It couldn't be Odysseus or Elsa.
I subconsciously looked up and saw the blond man smiling. His features were extremely gentle, and he ignored the man who bowed, but instead looked at me and chuckled softly.
"Are you satisfied with what you see?"
At this moment, I suddenly understood why players love to cling to the big guys, and suddenly understood the charm of krypton gold players.
I suddenly felt that I had lost out by calling him "Dad" just now. I would not get anything if I called Kajol "Dad", but if I called him "Samuel", I could get a whole company!
According to my original plan, I will use magic to take over this company from top to bottom, and finally, under the effect of my deception magic, the president of the company will sign a contract.
When they came to their senses, the contract had already taken effect, and they regretted it too late and could do nothing about it.
However, the reality was simpler and easier than I thought. Samuel took us to find the boss and expressed his intention. The boss said with an unpleasant expression that Iodice's music film was their big plan for the second half of the year. They had already invested a lot and urgently needed to use this money to recover.
Samuel simply asked, "So?"
Two hours later, Odysseus was holding the signed contract with a dazed look on his face. I guess he was overwhelmed by the dramatic turn of events, so I patted his...arm sympathetically.
Although I really want to pat his shoulder, I'm sorry, I really can't do it from this height.
Odysseus came back to his senses and looked at me. He forced a smile, which was full of bitterness. He didn't say anything until he left. I asked Aisha to give him psychological counseling.
Aisha made a reliable gesture: "No problem, don't worry, artists are always like this. They are delicate and sensitive at heart, but have to choose between art and material things. Odysseus is lucky to have your help, I will take care of the rest of his problems. Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner later."
"OK."
I gladly accepted her invitation and watched them leave.
"That's Odysseus's cousin. They have a very good relationship. The girl was originally going to study law, but she changed her career and came to our company for her cousin."
I don't know when, Samuel stood beside me and spoke lazily. He seemed to be paying attention to the other side, but in fact, most of his attention was on me.
"Well, don't be so reluctant to leave them. Now that I have fulfilled my agreement, it is your turn to fulfill your promise. Come on. I have prepared the car."
There was one terrible thing, he really seemed to be planning to take me away.
But it doesn't matter. I was confident that I could run away from him, so I nodded calmly and tried to follow him under Kajol's gnashing gaze, when the big star spoke.
"stop."
Samuel stopped obediently.
I really want to say don’t treat me as a part of your play, I’m just an ordinary person... Never mind, I don’t know how to describe it for the moment, let’s just watch the show in front of me.
The two of them were like actors performing on stage, and I was a member of the audience, madly looking forward to the next hair-tearing.
Under my expectant gaze, Kazoo looked at us uncertainly for a while.
I guess he must have done a lot of brainstorming in his mind at this time. But in the end, he just put on a perfect fake smile and looked at me with an oppressive threat.
"Since you're here to scam me, I have more right to take you away than this guy. I guess a certain young master doesn't want to become a hot topic as soon as he leaves this door, saying that you kidnapped a child."
"Oh my, some people have no self-respect as adults and even want to threaten children."
"It's better than some kidnapper."
"Ha ha."
"hehe."
The two people's eyes sparked fiercely in the air. An invisible war began, and the people around them did not dare to make a sound, for fear of being dragged into the fight.
I was so amazed by the show that I couldn't take my eyes off it and I even wanted to get some snacks.
Until they both lowered their eyes at the same time and looked straight at me, one was gentle and brilliant, the other was evil and crazy. Their voices overlapped, but their lines were very consistent.
"Tell me, who do you want to go with?"
Um?
There was a hint of doubt in my eyes, and even the snacks I wanted to eat didn't taste good anymore.
No, you guys are arguing, what does that have to do with me?
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