Shen Xiu was almost choked to death by the words
Fang Mo: “…”
If he saw it right, when Mr. Shen asked 'who' sarcastically, his indifferent eyes looked at him carelessly, and his slightly lowered eyelids were filled with chilliness. This...
It was exactly as his own brother had described. When Mr. Shen didn't want to bother with irrelevant people, he would always have this cold and ruthless attitude.
Even the words he said were completely unrelated to what his brother described; they were exactly the same!
When his brother described it to him, he probably didn't expect that he would become one of those people who were 'taken stock of those who were cruelly ignored by Mr. Shen over the years' in his own words.
Without saying much, Fang Mo silently shed tears of sympathy for his brother Fang Heng.
"Mr. Shen, you are right. My brother is not important. What is important is you, Mr. Shen. Just pretend that I didn't say those words just now, okay?"
Shen Xiu: “…Okay.”
Why I can't understand what he says anymore!
Fang Mo breathed a sigh of relief: “Mr. Shen, please be careful.”
Shen Xiu: “…Okay.”
Help, why doesn't anyone come up? It's really awkward for him to face Fang Mo alone. Not only can he not understand, but his replies are also dry.
After the bodyguards entered the park, except for the people who helped carry the luggage and led the "Storm" crew, the rest of the people left spontaneously.
The crew of "Storm" saw Fang Mo talking cautiously beside Shen Xiu, and tactfully did not follow him.
But that doesn't mean they aren't curious.
As everyone walked, their eyes fell on Shen Xiu and Fang Mo in front of them, and they felt an itch in their hearts.
After walking a few steps, someone finally couldn't help but speak out of curiosity.
"What do you think they are talking about?"
"I don't know, and I don't dare to eavesdrop."
Xiang Yueting heard everyone's whispers and looked at them with a weird look on his face: "Do you have eyes? Is this the point?"
After hearing Xiang Yueting's words, everyone looked at Xiang Yueting with gloomy eyes.
Xuan Yushu smiled and asked in a low voice: "Yueting, then tell me, what is the key point?"
Xiang Yueting blinked wildly in all directions.
Xia Wenhao: "Do you have eye cramps?"
Xiang Yueting glared at Xia Wenhao. Xia Wenhao was surrounded by bodyguards. Although he didn't look at them, he was around them all the same. He felt uneasy because he spoke so boldly.
Xiang Yueting could only move closer to the main creative team of "Storm" and whispered in a low voice: "The point is, the things flying in the sky are definitely real, but... do you think that the things they are wearing are real?"
When filming "Storm", they had seen all kinds of weapons, but they were 100% fake. No matter how realistic the imitations were, they could not escape the fact that they were props.
But now, the people around us who are wearing uniform, patrolling and standing guard, carrying them on their backs or waists, look very real.
Xiang Yueting couldn't help but be curious.
Everyone: “…”
I thought Xiang Yueting was going to say something, but it turned out to be this?
Everyone looked at Xiang Yueting in silence.
Xiang Yueting was puzzled: "Why are you all looking at me?"
Is there any question he asked?
Song Chengwang stretched out his hand, put his arm on Xiang Yueting's shoulder, and pulled Xiang Yueting towards his side. He whispered in Xiang Yueting's ear: "Don't bother with your eyes. Of course it's real. Bringing fakes in this place is like seeking death. Didn't you see that the bodyguards who helped us pull the suitcases all had two knives on them?"
Xiang Yueting widened his eyes: "I um..."
Before Xiang Yueting could finish his words, Song Chengwang covered his mouth and said, "I forgot to tell you that there are some in the car we're riding in, so please keep your voice down. It's not good if someone hears you."
Xiang Yueting swallowed and nodded. After knowing that it was true, he dared not look around. After all, even if the people here were related to Captain Xiu, they had real weapons in their hands, and Captain Xiu could not be by his side all the time. Xiang Yueting was still instinctively afraid.
When Xiang Yueting walked to the front without looking around, Zhuang Yi approached Song Chengwang curiously.
"Brother Wang, is this true? Is there one in the car too?"
Although Ning Sinian didn't talk much, he was also gossipy and came close.
Zhuang Yi and the others didn't say anything, but they pricked up their ears silently.
Song Chengwang smiled lazily and whispered, "Except for the first few words, the rest is just nonsense."
Although Song Chengwang said so, he felt that his guess was almost right. He had not undergone some special training like Chen Xiu and Shang Yu, but he had been to Basat several times. He would never dare to drive through Basat in a blatant manner without some weapons in the car.
There would only be more guys in the car they were riding in, not fewer.
"Wait...Where's Team Xiu?"
After hearing Jiang Yanxi's words, everyone who was absorbed in listening to Song Chengwang's gossip looked forward belatedly and found that Shen Xiu and Fang Mo had disappeared.
Everyone here only listens to Shen Xiu, and the people in the creative team of "Storm" feel uneasy because they can't see Shen Xiu.
As the leader, Shi Yu looked at the black-clad bodyguard who was silently following them: "Hello, may I ask, Shen Xiu..."
The bodyguard immediately understood, and bowed his head slightly and said: “Mr. Shen will live in his own place, where exactly it is, I’m sorry, it’s not convenient to disclose.”
"Of course, don't worry, where you live is just as safe."
From the bodyguard's few words, the members of the "Storm" creative team realized that the security level of where Shen Xiu lived was not the same as where they lived.
The people here think that it is not safe for Shen Xiu to live with them.
"Okay, okay, thank you for your help."
“It should be.”
Fang Mo always kept Fang Heng's teachings in mind, and did not dare to touch Chen Xiu's luggage. He only dared to put the things in the master bedroom.
Naturally, he did not dare to stay in front of Shen Xiu for too long. He put down his luggage and asked immediately: "Mr. Shen, if you need anything, call me. I won't disturb you."
"etc......"
Fang Mo: “!”
Did Mr. Shen finally ask him to do something? !
Fang Mo's back instantly straightened up, and he looked at Shen Xiu expectantly: "Mr. Shen, please give me your orders!"
Shen Xiu gritted his teeth and looked at Fang Mo, and said stiffly: "Where are they?"
Why did everyone disappear as they walked? Except for him and Fang Mo, there was only someone standing along the road who looked even more like a piece of wood than him.
A strange place, strange people, and full of buffs, Shen Xiu felt completely insecure.
Fang Mo: “…”
It turned out that he was asking that group of people. Fang Mo felt a little disappointed.
At the same time, he thought of the rumors on the Internet, and thought that there was someone who could get into Mr. Shen's heart. Mr. Shen cared about them so much that he even cared about their residence. This was something Fang Heng had never said before.
Fang Mo said respectfully: "They are arranged in Area C. Please rest assured, Mr. Shen, we will definitely entertain your friends well and ensure their safety!"
"......Thanks."
I have to say, although the system didn't say anything, it was really well arranged.
"You're too polite, Mr. Shen. These are what we should do."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone in Fang Mo's pocket vibrated slightly. Fang Mo remembered Fang Heng saying that Shen Xiu liked quietness, and was afraid that the vibration of the phone would disturb Shen Xiu, so he hurriedly said, "Mr. Shen, if you have nothing to do, I won't bother you."
Chen Xiu also heard the vibration of Fang Mo's phone. He was about to ask something, but was interrupted by the vibration of the phone. His brain short-circuited temporarily, and he forgot about it and nodded: "Yeah."
The moment he got Shen Xiu's permission, Fang Mo immediately stepped back and left.
After closing the door, Fang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, took out the cell phone from his pocket, and answered the call without even looking at it.
Whispered: "Brother."
“Don’t worry, Mr. Shen is in his own room now. As for you…Brother, it’s the same as what you said. Mr. Shen asked who you are, hahaha…”
Only after Fang Mo walked away did he dare to laugh out loud.
Hearing his brother's laughter on the phone, Fang Heng felt like he was having a heart attack. He covered his heart and gritted his teeth grimly: "Shut up!"
"What's the point of asking me to shut up? Come back now if you have the guts."
Fang Heng had heard enough of Fang Mo's laughter, and said in a serious voice: "Adams just left, and I need at least a week before I can go back. Adams was not very happy when he left. Don't let him appear in front of Mr. Shen and affect his mood. Do you understand?"
Fang Mo also straightened his face: "Don't worry, I'm here, brother. I'm still very reliable when I'm serious."
Fang Heng sneered when he heard this: "Ha."
The call ended immediately.
Fang Mo turned around and glanced at the closed door. He had only heard of the name 'Chen Xiu' before and had heard many rumors about him from his brother.
But...he didn't expect that Shen Xiuzhen was as young as he looked on the screen.
Age won’t change, right?
After all, whether it was Shen Xiu's indifferent look after having experienced many things or his sharp aura, they were not in line with his current age.
But...anyone who sees Shen Xiu for the first time will not think about Shen Xiu's age. They will only be shocked by his powerful aura and surrender involuntarily.
But why would such a person go...to class? Even filming in the entertainment industry?
The more Fang Mo thought about it, the more confused he became.
He shook his head and muttered to himself: "The boss's mind is as unpredictable as a needle in the sea..." His brother couldn't guess it, and he couldn't guess it even more.
In the master bedroom.
Shen Xiu looked at the closed door. After Fang Mo left, his tense mind relaxed. He belatedly remembered the question he had not had time to ask just now.
......Where is Area C?
Where does he live?
How is he going to find his friends?
Questions came one after another to Shen Xiu, but Shen Xiu didn't have the courage to open the door and call Fang Mo back to ask.
Not daring to ask Fang Mo, who was unfamiliar and made people nervous just by looking at him, Chen Xiu could only ask the system that arranged all this: "System, are you there?"
Shen Xiu responded by remaining silent.
Chen Xiu had to accept the fact that the system was not online. He opened the suitcase numbly, looking at the master bedroom opposite which he could not see clearly with numb eyes. He silently used the busyness of packing his luggage to relieve his inner anxiety in this strange place.
at the same time.
Area C.
Mu Zhenchu took off his coat and rolled around on the soft bed.
I sighed happily: "Although I didn't wake up in a 500-square-meter bed, waking up in a 500-square-meter bedroom instantly made me feel that my life had reached its peak!"
Xiang Yueting took the opportunity to suggest: "Well, let's live together. I'm afraid of living alone somewhere else."
Although there was no surveillance in the room, once you left the bedroom, the corridor outside was under all-round surveillance, and even outside the villa there were people patrolling back and forth. Even though Xiang Yueting knew that this was Shen Xiu's territory, he was still afraid.
There are various swimming pools, fountains, and even artificial beaches and seas, but Xiang Yueting has no intention of going out to play.
Xiang Yueting's words were agreed upon by others, and the rest of the people also echoed him.
"Well, I want to join in, too."
"Add me in."
"I also."
"Plus one..."
In the end, except for Chen Xiu and the absent Shang Yu, the seven people of The Galaxy lived in two separate rooms.
The other members of "Storm" were no less nervous and fearful than those of The Galaxy, and they also followed the same pattern as The Galaxy's members and lived in one room.
Regarding everyone's spontaneous arrangement, the bodyguard smiled and said, "As long as everyone is happy."
After Chen Xiu packed his luggage, he thought of the things he saw on the patrolmen along the way, so he didn't dare to walk around. He could only stand by the large floor-to-ceiling window, carefully observing the environment outside and trying to find the figures of his friends.
Hearing the knock on the door, Shen Xiu, who was standing in front of the French window and observing the terrain and environment secretly, was so frightened that his heart choked, his Adam's apple rolled, his mouth closed quickly, and he subconsciously said, "Please come in."
Fang Mo heard Shen Xiu's cold voice before he pushed the door open and entered.
Fang Mo walked in and saw Shen Xiu standing in front of the French window, turning sideways, with a cold gaze falling on him.
His brother really knows Chen Xiu so well that he even knows that Chen Xiu likes to sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and look at the scenery outside with an indifferent expression!
Seeing Fang Mo push the door in, Shen Xiu finally recovered from the shock. Fortunately, Fang Mo knocked politely before entering. Otherwise, if he suddenly came in and saw him secretly observing the terrain here, it would be as embarrassing as "drawing a terrain map of someone else's house in someone else's house".
Fang Mo recovered and said immediately: "Mr. Shen, lunch is ready, please go down and eat."
Shen Xiu: “!”
It turned out that he was here to call me down to eat! I didn’t realize that I was drawing a map in my mind without a sense of boundaries.
Shen Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and replied, “Okay.”
After saying this, Shen Xiu took a step forward and walked towards Fang Mo.
Fang Mo lowered his head slightly, not daring to look Shen Xiu in the eye. He acted as a steward in front of him, leading the way for Shen Xiu.
After all... they don't have a housekeeper or servants here, as they are afraid that people who shouldn't come in would come in, which would be inconvenient. There are only a bunch of rough men, and except for Area A where Mr. Shen lives, which is cleaned every day, the rest of the areas are cleaned thoroughly every three days.
In this strange place, Chen Xiu didn't dare to walk around or touch anything randomly. He just followed Fang Mo obediently.
When Shen Xiu arrived at the restaurant under the leadership of Fang Mo, he saw the creative team of "Storm". If Fang Mo had not been there, he would have almost lost control of his steps and ran towards them quickly.
But Fang Mo was still in front of him, so Chen Xiu could only follow behind him reservedly, looking at his friends eagerly.
"Storm" Everyone could feel that the moment Shen Xiu entered the restaurant, his cold gaze swept over them one by one.
While Chen Xiu was still not coming over, Lu Wen asked Shi Yu in a low voice: "Old Shi, is Chen Xiu confirming whether we are short of people?"
Shi Yu responded in a low voice: "It must be. I heard that the more meticulous and deep-minded people like Shen Xiu are, the less likely they are to trust the people around them. Even if they are on their own territory, in order to absolutely ensure everyone's safety, they can't help but doubt and need to confirm it in person."
After saying that, without waiting for Lu Wen to speak, Shi Yu continued to complain.
"I really don't know what the organizers of Teles were thinking. If they want to earn a good reputation for calling for peace, there is no need to arrange the venue here. They simply rely on their authority in the circle and do not take our safety seriously."
While Lu Wen and Shi Yu were talking, Fang Mo had walked to the main seat at the table, pulled out a chair, and said to Shen Xiu, “Mr. Shen, please sit down.”
Shen Xiu glanced at the long dining table and found that only this seat was empty.
While Chen Xiu was sitting in the only empty seat, he said to the other party: "Thank you."
Then, Shen Xiu looked at his friends who had been waiting for him for who knows how long, and apologized: "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."
Accustomed to Shen Xiu's distant politeness, the main creative members of "Storm" knew that this was due to Shen Xiu's family education, and they all spoke up.
"No, no."
"Yes, we just arrived too."
"Yes, just arrived."
The dining table was a long one, and except for those close to him, Shen Xiu couldn't hear those far away, so he could only rely on the shape of the other person's mouth to judge what the other person was saying.
Hearing and seeing that no one minded, Shen Xiu felt relieved.
After Shen Xiu sat down, Fang Mo asked the chef to serve the food.
Fang Mo specifically followed the habits of Shen Xiu that Fang Heng had told him to do, asking the chefs not to make too much noise when serving the dishes, and to leave quietly after serving the dishes.
During the meal, Shen Xiu looked at his friends who were not far from him and wanted to speak several times, but seeing how quiet everyone was, he was too embarrassed to say the words stuck in his throat.
Relying on their distance from Shen Xiu, the staff of "Storm" couldn't help but eat quietly while talking in low voices.
"Sure enough, no one understands Shen Xiu better than the cultivators. From the moment Shen Xiu entered the door to the moment he sat down at the main seat, it was clear that he was already accustomed to this pattern."
"I agree. Looking at Shen Xiu's skilled eating posture, it's obvious that he grew up in this kind of environment."
"Everyone has their own portion of everything. I have to say, Shen Xiu entertained us really well."
"I guess Chen Xiu must not be used to sharing food from the same plate with others. I had hotpot with the members of The Galaxy before, and our relationship was really good. Alas, today is also a day for me to envy the members of The Galaxy equally."
Because he had things hidden in his heart and words stuck in his throat, Shen Xiu had no taste for food. He ate whatever was offered to him and stuffed food into his mouth numbly.
After the meal, Shen Xiu belatedly felt lucky that he had only taken small bites of everything. Otherwise, according to his previous absent-minded eating style, he would have been suffocated to death by the words in his mind, or he would have been choked to death by the lunch first.
Xiang Yueting endured the whole lunch, but finally couldn't bear it anymore. After wiping his mouth, he saw that the chefs were not coming over, and couldn't wait to say: "God's food! It's so delicious!"
"It's even more delicious than the 3,000 yuan meal I ate. It's amazing."
“It’s a pity that I can’t take photos and post them on WeChat Moments.”
Speaking of this, several people sighed.
Not to mention taking pictures, thinking of the patrolling people outside, they didn't dare to take their mobile phones out of their pockets, for fear that once they did, they would have a lot of red spots on their bodies.
After Shen Xiu finished wiping and rinsing his mouth, he heard everyone start talking, and he couldn't suppress his excitement.
He finally spoke, and he almost suffocated to death!
Shen Xiu, who used to hate talking the most, never thought that he would have the experience of almost suffocating to death because of not being able to speak.
"Didn't you say you were going to live with Song Chengwang? Why are you moving?"
Xiang Yueting said dimly, "I decided to live with Zhuang Yisinian. Song Chengwang and Xia Wenhao are simply not human beings!"
At the long dining table, Shen Xiu heard Xiang Yueting say that they lived together in groups of three or four, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at everyone.
He was so envious of them being able to hang out together and play, giving each other a sense of security in this strange and dangerous place!
Can you add him?
But... everyone has already agreed on the number of people. Wouldn't it be a bit weird if he just went there to join in the fun?
In that situation, even if everyone minds in their heart, they will definitely say they don't mind for the sake of face.
Thinking of this, Shen Xiu could only give up.
"Mr. Shen." Fang Mo came in from outside, walked to the side of Shen Xiu, glanced at everyone, and said: "The organizer of Teles is here, and said they want to pick you and your friends up."
Wait...what was he about to ask?
Hearing Fang Mo's words, Shen Xiu forgot for a moment what he had just said in his heart.
Shen Xiu subconsciously looked at Xuan Yushu: "Xuan Dao..."
Xuan Yushu said: "Let's go."
"Yeah." Shen Xiu responded and stood up.
The others followed suit.
Fang Mo said: "I'll have someone prepare it."
Although the organizers of Teles came to pick them up, Chen Xiu and the members of "Storm" still had to take their car to go there.
Half an hour later, the convoy left the Kota campus.
Suddenly, the vehicle that was driving smoothly suddenly stopped.
Shen Xiu withdrew his gaze from the window and looked forward in confusion when he heard Fang Mo's voice.
"It's Adams."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xiu heard a high-pitched voice coming from outside.
"Mr. Shen, long time no see, I hope you are well."
Shen Xiu: “?”
No, who is the person outside calling my name?
Chen Xiu opened the window and stared at the exotic face of the other person not far away, from the hair to the chin, and was very sure that he did not know this person.
Could it be... that it's one of my haters?
After thinking about it, Shen Xiu felt that this was the only possibility.
Chen Xiu didn't expect that he would encounter something like the black fans stopping the car that Fang Chengxing mentioned.
Fang Mo glanced at Chen Xiu, and seeing that Chen Xiu was looking at Adams with a cold face and expressionless expression, pursing his lips and saying nothing, he did not dare to speak.
“Mr. Shen!”
Adams' voice came from outside again.
Chen Xiu was here, and it was not his turn to make a decision, so Fang Mo asked, "Do you want to go down?"
good evening!
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