Fu Zhen went back to the bedroom, drank the glass of milk on the bedside table, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came back, he obediently lay on the bed, closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
However, Jiang Hengshu, who was handling official business in the study, received a call from Madam Jiang not long after Fu Zhen left. Shu, I heard from your grandpa Qin that you took your boyfriend to the hospital, what happened to him?"
Jiang Hengshu didn't know why, but he didn't like to go to their own hospital, and everything that could be solved in the city hospital was solved in the city hospital. Unless it was some shameful disease, he might choose to be treated in Jiang's hospital.
She just called the doctor who treated Fu Zhen that day, but the doctor kept arguing with her, talking about him from left to right, and finally she was speechless, so let her ask Jiang Hengshu herself. .
When Mrs. Jiang heard this, her heart suddenly turned cold. She thought that the boy Jiang Hengshu liked would not really suffer from some bad disease. Boy, there was no way she could break them up.
Jiang Hengshu has already discussed with Fu Zhen before, the Jiang family must tell him about his bisexuality, they can't take a child home in the future, tell them they picked it up outside, right? .
"He's pregnant." Jiang Hengshu replied to Mrs. Jiang.
Mrs. Jiang didn't speak for a long time, and the phone was silent, only the sound of her breathing could be vaguely heard.
After a long time, Mrs. Jiang finally opened her mouth. She said, "Heng Shu, I remember you told me last time you were gay." Shu said, "If you want a child, you can adopt one, don't harm other girls."
Jiang Hengshu said to Mrs. Jiang: "His body is a bit special..."
"Don't tell mom that now that technology is so advanced, men can get pregnant?" Mrs. Jiang didn't believe Jiang Hengshu's words at all.
Jiang Hengshu sighed lightly: "He is bisexual, and he is indeed pregnant with the child."
Mrs. Jiang fell silent again, as if she was thinking about the authenticity of Jiang Hengshu's words. After a while, she said to Jiang Hengshu, "You can bring him to see me in a few days."
"I know."
After Jiang Hengshu and Mrs. Jiang hung up the phone, he quickly processed the documents on the table, and when he returned to the bedroom, he saw that Fu Zhen was already lying on the bed. When he heard Jiang Hengshu open the door, he opened his eyes to look at him, and smiled at him .
Jiang Hengshu came over and looked down at him: "Why haven't you slept yet?"
Fu Zhen replied very honestly: "I can't sleep, I want to play with my phone."
The corners of Jiang Hengshu's lips raised, and he said to Fu Zhen, "If you said now that you were waiting for me, I might have given you the phone."
Fu Zhen moved his lips, and now he said that he was waiting for Jiang Hengshu, which seemed to have no credibility. He blinked his big wet eyes and looked at Jiang Hengshu, like a little beast abandoned by his mother, pitifully of.
Jiang Hengshu took his mobile phone out of his coat pocket: "Stop playing for a while, go to bed early."
"Okay." Fu Zhen opened Weibo immediately after receiving the phone, he had to see if Qian Zhong's face was swollen from the beating.
At the same time that Qian Zhong was being interviewed, Jiang Hengshu asked someone to sort out the evidence that Fu Zhen had not put on the Internet before, and released it all at once.
No one thought that that video was not the only evidence in Fu Zhen's hands. Otherwise, why would Zhao Jin not take more evidence to shoot him to death even though he had been hopping on the Internet for so many days.
Among the newly released pieces of evidence, one clearly pointed out that during the filming of "Mountain of Spring", Zhao Jin was having fun abroad with his mistress. Based on this alone, no matter what Zhao Jin and Qian Zhong said No matter how passionate the statement is, it is useless.
But this piece of evidence is not as easy to find as expected. It may be easy to find Zhao Jin's photos at that time, but it takes a lot of work to prove the time when the photos were taken. However, among the evidence displayed, These are clearly presented to netizens, and there is nothing to question.
Therefore, netizens infer that there must be someone behind Fu Zhen who supports him, and this person is probably Fu Jianchen.
If Fu Zhen is really the director of this movie, will the characters in the movie reveal any information? Netizens have re-read "Chunhua Mountain" several times based on this guess, which really made them discover a lot of previous stories. What I didn't find was that Chen Zhiye's life experience overlapped with Fu Jianchen's to a small extent, and his birthday was also the same as Fu Jianchen's.
At this time, someone said that he had worked in Fu's family, and the rockery in Fu's garden was called Chunhua Mountain.
From this point of view, there is no longer any doubt that the director of "Chunhua Mountain" is indeed Fu Zhen!
Recalling that Zhao Jin said on various variety shows before that the movie "Chunhua Mountain" entrusted his thoughts and love for his father, the majority of netizens only felt that they would spit out the overnight meal.
Qian Zhong didn't know anything about it, he was still talking and laughing in front of the host, most of the audience below knew the truth, just now they were applauding and hahaha in cooperation with Qian Zhong, but now they look indifferent, just want to see What else can Qian Zhong do next
Later, netizens watched today's interview as a joke. Someone secretly took out a mobile phone to record it and broadcast it live to netizens who were not at the scene.
—Sexy money, face-slapping online!
——If he said that the director of Chunhuashan is not Fu Zhen, I might believe it. He insisted on emphasizing that the director is Zhao Jin. Didn’t he blush when he said this
—Annual Confused Behavior Award +1
- Beg for a hammer!
…
But Qian Zhong still doesn't know that the future he wanted has been completely ruined. If Mars hadn't hit the earth, he probably wouldn't be able to turn around.
When Jiang Hengshu came out of the bathroom, Fu Zhen had already turned off his mobile phone and put it on the bedside cabinet. He was lying on his side and seemed to be in a deep sleep, but his trembling eyelashes betrayed him.
Jiang Hengshu smiled silently, lifted the quilt and lay down beside Fu Zhen, and patted Fu Zhen's back lightly with his palm twice, "Go to sleep."
Fu Zhen rubbed his head against Jiang Hengshu's neck, Jiang Hengshu turned off the bedside lamp, and after a while, only the sound of Fu Zhen's even breathing was left in his ears.
Have a good night's sleep.
…
Today is January 23rd, and Tang Wanwan's wedding will be held today at the Eston Manor that Tang Wanwan once told Fu Zhen.
Although Tang Wanwan did not know why he sent an invitation to Fu Zhen some time ago, but Fu Zhen thought that he has nothing to do with Tang Wanwan now, and there is no need to attend her wedding at all. It's better to draw two colored illustrations, or draw a sketch of Jiang Hengshu.
The morning sun shone in through the glass windows, and the carved bed curtain spread a layer of mottled silhouettes on the beige floor. Fu Zhen sat on the thick carpet with a drawing board in his arms, holding a paintbrush and concentrating on completing the painting in his hand. A picture of a fan, with hair hanging down in front of his forehead, and the shadow fell on the drawing board, as if the person in the painting was slashed from the middle.
He finished the two color illustrations at hand, and planned to take a few more portrait paintings, which can make money and relax.
The court will have to wait at least ten days, and the Spring Festival will be a few days later, so it is very likely that the case will not be heard until next year. It is estimated that it will take a long time for the money to enter his pocket.
"What's your plan next?" Jiang Hengshu asked his father for a day off, stayed with Fu Zhen at home, posed various poses, and acted as a model for him.
Fu Zhen stopped what he was doing, tilted his head and thought about it seriously, and replied: "If the money is enough, I want to restart the Shazhou Chronicle."
Jiang Hengshu has never watched the Shazhou Chronicle, but during the years abroad, Wang Tong often mentioned this anime by his side. It is the light of domestic animation and the hope of the rise of animation, but every time we talk about this animation, it ends with the curse of Wang Tong's bastard boss who ran away with his sister-in-law.
He did not expect that the producer of this animation would be Fu Zhen, to be precise, he never had any associations in this regard.
Jiang Hengshu smiled and praised: "It's really great!"
Fu Zhen always felt that he was coaxed by Jiang Hengshu as a child, and blushed shyly. His body was not very good, and now he is pregnant again, and he has been painting all morning, Jiang Hengshu told Fu Zhen, "Don't be too tired."
"I know." Fu Zhen followed suit, immediately put down the digital tablet in his hand, and pushed the computer aside.
"By the way," Jiang Hengshu suddenly thought of something, and he told Fu Zhen, "My mother wants to see you."
Fu Zhen suddenly raised his head to look at Jiang Hengshu. Behind Jiang Hengshu, countless tiny particles were floating slowly under the golden sunlight. Jiang Hengshu's blue eyes were as calm as a bay of lake water.
There was a small humming sound coming from the depths of the world. Fu Zhen stared blankly at Jiang Hengshu for a long time. He never thought that Jiang Hengshu had already come out to his family, let alone that he would see Jiang Heng so soon. special parents.
He clenched his hands into fists and then loosened them, feeling unspeakably nervous. After a long while, he asked Jiang Hengshu, "Do they all know?"
Jiang Hengshu squatted down and looked at Fu Zhen: "Only my mother knows now."
Fu Zhen felt that his face was getting hot, he opened and closed his mouth, but only said one word: "She..."
Jiang Hengshu understood Fu Zhen's unfinished words. He comforted Fu Zhen and said, "She will like you, so..." Jiang Hengshu brushed away a small lock of hair in front of Fu Zhen's forehead, with a little Temptation, asked him softly, "Are you free recently?"