Facing the UP master she likes, Song Yi couldn't help but curl her mouth, typed a line on the keyboard carefully, and carefully sent a private message to her senior brother.
[Macbeth]: I hope my brother's friends can get out of the trough of life as soon as possible! Like the song in Riding the Wind, "I hope you ride the wind and waves, take the helm and set sail to sail the sea, and may you do whatever you want, and you will have no fear in this life!"
Song Yi stared at the screen, her heart fluttered. Does speaking like this seem too enthusiastic
The client shows that the message has been read, and the long-legged brother keeps showing that he is typing, Song Yi's heart is about to hang in her throat.
[Brother Long Legs]: O(∩_∩)O haha~ Thank you duck, Xiaobai.
Actually used kaomoji, Shige should be a very cute boy in reality.
Song Yi smiled happily, and replied after thinking: "I'm curious about what kind of person Senior Brother is..."
Brother Long Legs has always been mysterious and has never shown his face.
But Song Yi deduced from the daily live broadcast that the conditions of the senior brother should be good. When the senior teacher sang English songs with a standard British accent, he talked about some things logically, and he could see that he had received a good family education.
[Brother Long Legs]: (#^.^#) I am a handsome guy with long legs!
[Macbeth]: ^_^ I believe it! You can tell by the voice that you are handsome.
Song Yi's obsessive mentality, even if the long-legged handsome guy is big and thick, like Zhong Kui, but the inner beauty of the senior brother can offset all this.
The status of the long-legged elder brother kept showing that he was typing. Song Yi waited for a few minutes. It seemed that the elder brother typed and then deleted it. What are you struggling with
[Brother Long Legs]: Are you a fan of Gu Xingchuan
[Macbeth]: No...
Song Yi frowned, how could she be a fan of Gu Xingchuan, not a fan.
[Brother Long Legs]: "Macbeth" is the title song in Gu Xingchuan's first album.
Song Yi was stunned, the name was purely a coincidence.
[Macbeth]: Haha, this is a play I like very much, and it has nothing to do with Gu Xingchuan.
[Brother Long Legs]: So you don't like him
Song Yi didn't know how to answer for a while, the elder brother with long legs should not like Gu Xingchuan very much, otherwise he wouldn't not sing a song by Gu Xingchuan.
But Song Yi really didn't like to speak ill of others behind their backs.
He thought for a while, and replied: "There are many people who like him, and I am not among them."
[Brother Long Legs]: [Cute] Why
[Macbeth]: Well... because he is very arrogant and needs to be beaten.
Song Yi is telling the truth, Gu Xingchuan is a good character, but he is too smug, like everyone else and uncle, Song Yi just doesn't like this.
This time, after several minutes, the elder brother with long legs replied slowly, "I guess you are an alpha."
The disadvantage of being a top traffic is that straight men don't like it.
Song Yi tilted her head, "Gender is kept secret."
[Brother Long Legs]: [smirk], do you want fan benefits
Shi Ge usually talks very coldly and alienated to the fans in the live broadcast room, and has never heard of fan benefits.
[Macbeth]: [Smiling face] I really want the welfare of my brother's fans, can I order songs
The other side of the screen was quiet for a while, and the long-legged brother sent a picture.
While the picture was loading, Song Yi took a leisurely sip of coffee until the picture gradually became clearer.
"Cough cough."
Song Yi choked, almost spit the coffee on the keyboard.
The background of the photo is a high-end resort with bright sunshine and rippling water in the swimming pool. A slender man is lying on a beach chair, with a sun hat on his face, a shirt on his upper body, and only a pair of black swimming trunks on his lower body. The long legs overlapped casually, the muscles were tense, exuding strong male hormones.
As the name suggests, Shige's legs are really long. According to the Internet, the legs are 1.8 meters long, which is unambiguous.
But... Brother, what does this mean? Song Yi felt vaguely uncomfortable.
[Brother Long Legs]: [Devil] Date
Song Yi frowned, and replied bluntly, "What do you mean?"
[Brother Long Legs]: Fucking fans is the welfare of fans.
Song Yi was stunned for a moment, focusing on the word "fucking fans", and her impression of the long-legged brother fell to the bottom in an instant.
He usually looks upright and calm in the live broadcast, but who would have thought that he is such an open person in private.
Song Yi closed the webpage quickly with a stick in her throat, and it took a while before she regained her strength.
As long as you like to fuck fans, both adults have their own brains, and others have nothing to criticize, but this person is the perfect long-legged brother in Song Yi's heart, the long-legged brother who is not surprised by favor or humiliation, and has a firm stand .
Song Yi was not calm anymore.
After a few days, Song Yi forgot about Gu Xingchuan, Gu Xingchuan seemed to have forgotten, and never contacted Song Yi.
Song Yi was at ease with her parents for a while, and drove to Star Entertainment Company early this morning to sign a contract for a new script.
After signing this contract, I just waited for "The Age of Love" to start. Song Yi's assistant, Xiao Zhou, went to the market to buy daily necessities that needed to be brought to Seaside City.
Song Yi was about to come out of the company. Liu Zhenzhen was sitting in the hall on the phone, seeing Song Yi with a straight face, he waved and said, "Song Yi, you didn't tell me when you got into trouble?"
"What's the matter?" Song Yi guessed secretly.
Liu Zhenzhen looked around and saw that there was no one around, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "You hit Gu Xingchuan?"
Song Yi narrowed her eyes, "It was me, I accidentally rubbed him."
"You're driving too recklessly." Liu Zhenzhen's face turned blue and he was burning with anxiety, "You don't tell me, if I hadn't met Gu Xingchuan's manager today, how long are you going to keep it from me?"
Liu Zhenzhen paused for a moment, looked at Song Yi with a calm expression, took a deep breath and said, "Things are very tricky now!"
"I'll take care of it." Song Yi was helpless.
Liu Zhenzhen gritted his teeth: "Let me tell you clearly, Gu Xingchuan's father, Gu Shaoyuan, bought a part of Star Entertainment's shares from the shareholders' meeting, and he is likely to be Star Entertainment's largest shareholder in the future."
"And you bumped into the son of the future boss!"
Everyone in the company wanted to sharpen their heads and think about how to curry favor with the future prince, but the artist under him bumped into Gu Xingchuan, and even formed a relationship with Gu Xingchuan.
Liu Zhenzhen felt like vomiting blood.
Song Yi frowned. If she had known that Gu Xingchuan's father was going to be the boss of Star Entertainment, he would have terminated the contract eight hundred years ago. "When did it happen?"
"Don't ask about these things." Liu Zhenzhen's face softened, and he glared at Song Yi, "You bumped into Gu Xingchuan, why don't you even care about him, you are usually good at trouble, this time you What's the matter?"
Song Yi was dumb and couldn't tell if she was suffering from eating Coptis chinensis.
Liu Zhenzhen sighed, "Don't worry about the company's affairs, I'll take care of it, just treat it as a face to me, you go to Gu Xingchuan's house now, and try to get him to forgive you."
Facing Liu Zhenzhen, it was very difficult for Song Yi to say no. Although Liu Zhenzhen had a bad temper, the two of them got along quite happily in the past few years, and they could be regarded as half friends.
"Understood, I will go." Song Yi pinched the bridge of her nose.
Liu Zhenzhen finally felt relieved, and patted Song Yi on the shoulder, "I also know that Gu Xingchuan is difficult to get along with, but people have to bow their heads under the eaves, so you should bow your head, and everyone's life will be easier in the future."
Song Yi smiled faintly. A man can bend and stretch. Only when he has passed through the trough can he climb to the peak. He regards Gu Xingchuan as a trial in life. As long as he passes this hurdle, nothing can stop him.
Even though Song Yi thought so, when she received Gu Xingchuan's text message, she was furious.
The phone number was an unfamiliar one, but Song Yi couldn't find anyone she knew in such a tone of voice.
[A box of sweet oranges, a box of avocados, sweet oranges with leaves, avocados from Pinkerton, seafood porridge from Snow Porridge on the fourth floor of Nanmao Mall, come to my house before four o'clock.]
Song Yi was sitting in the car, clutching her phone, searched for an official number of Meituan Waimai and sent it.
After a while, Gu Xingchuan called. Song Yi took the time and waited until it was almost time to hang up before answering slowly.
"Hello, who are you?" Song Yi asked politely.
"It's me, Gu Xingchuan." Gu Xingchuan's voice sounded like a dark cloud over the city.
Song Yi pretended to be surprised, "I thought someone ordered takeaway and sent the wrong message. It turned out to be you, so I should have said it earlier."
Gu Xingchuan sneered, "Do you remember now?"
"I'll do it, and I'll buy it for you right now." Song Yi smiled, seemingly unaffected at all.
Gu Xingchuan hesitated for a moment, and said in a blunt tone: "Save my number, add an A in front of the name, so that it can be pinned to the top, and I will send you a message anytime I need something."
Song Yi smiled, "Okay, young master, you have the final say."
As soon as the phone was hung up, Song Yi obediently saved Gu Xingchuan's phone number, but the name did not start with A, but two letters starting with S.
When Song Yi arrived at Gu Xingchuan's house, Song Yi opened the door of the living room, the curtains were drawn halfway, the light was half-lit, and the afternoon sun was warm. Gu Xingchuan was lazily leaning on the sofa, holding the game controller in his hand, and staring at the wall intently. Get on the big TV set.
There were gunshots and gunshots. It was a popular game nowadays. Song Yi glanced at it, went to the kitchen to wash the fruits, cut them carefully, and brought them to the coffee table.
Gu Xingchuan manipulated the joystick with nimble fingers, leaned his neck back, and leaned on the sofa, with a thin lip and white teeth, "Sweet orange."
Song Yi took the fruit fork without complaint and handed it to Gu Xingchuan's chin. Gu Xingchuan tilted his head and took a light bite, his eyes never leaving the TV screen from the beginning to the end.
"Avocado, dipped in honey."
Song Yi's attitude is always good, and Gu Xingchuan can do whatever he wants.
Gu Xingchuan was surprised that he was suddenly so good today, and stared at Song Yi for a while during the game between blood packs.
Song Yi looked at each other with a slight smile, was kind and gentle, and there was a few seconds of silence in the air.
Gu Xingchuan's back felt cold, and he became a little vigilant, "Don't make any crooked ideas."
Song Yi was noncommittal, smiling like a spring breeze, "What else do you want to eat?"
It's better to eat you to death, lest I kill you myself.
Gu Xingchuan was not used to it, turned his head away, and said forcefully: "I told my manager that I was injured and that the concert was going to be canceled, so he went to adjust the surveillance in the underground parking lot."
Song Yi knows this well. When they were in school, the two played tricks on each other for Shen Li. Today you draw Mimi in my homework book, and tomorrow I will put centipedes in your schoolbag. No one has ever filed a complaint.
"I know." Song Yi nodded.
Gu Xingchuan's game was over, the golden light on the TV screen, he stretched his waist, looked at Song Yi, "Did you call Shen Li?"
"I did, but I didn't get through."
Song Yi made many phone calls after that day, but she didn't make any calls. Shen Li's cell phone was always turned off. In the first few days, Song Yi was still furious, angry that Shen Li was playing with emotions like this.
Now after such a long time, Song Yi was more worried about whether something happened to Shen Li.
Gu Xingchuan frowned, "His mobile phone has been turned off, do you have other contact methods?"
"Aren't you on good terms with him? My boyfriend doesn't even know, so how would I know?" Song Yi seized every opportunity to retaliate.
Gu Xingchuan's face was not very good-looking, and he said roughly: "Do you like to talk or not."
That morning, Gu Xingchuan thought that Shen Li was hiding shyly, and made a few phone calls but nothing happened, and he didn't care about this matter.
As time passed, Shen Li seemed to have evaporated from the world. Gu Xingchuan entrusted several friends who were related, and no one could find out where Shen Li had gone.
That night seemed like a sweet dream.
Gu Xingchuan couldn't remember Shen Li's face, but he missed that soft and sweet pheromone and fascinating body.