When Qiu Qiu opened the email, he didn't shy away from the godfather behind him, so Fu Ruien also saw the email immediately.
Fu Ruien just glanced at the title and laughed angrily: "What is this, moral kidnapping?"
Because Qiu Qiu wanted to study further, he had to chat with Fu Ruien about the postgraduate guarantee from time to time. He likes literature, is spiritual, and is willing to work hard. Fu Ruien is very proud of him and believes that he will definitely break out in his favorite field.
But in the eyes of outsiders, Qiu Qiu's choice is very strange-how wonderful it is to be a star, you can make a lot of money, and you can also be famous. He obviously has a better way out, why should he seize the ordinary people's Baoyan single-plank bridge
Qiu Qiu has a soft temper and a low face. Fu Ruien thought that he would be so angry that he would be speechless if he was "forced" by someone like this.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Qiu didn't even shake his hands, didn't even read the text of the email, and directly deleted the email permanently.
"...Aren't you angry?" Fu Ruien asked strangely.
"Of course I'm angry, I'm going to die of anger." Qiu Qiu pouted, brows knit into small locks, "I hate this kind of people who make small moves behind the scenes the most. It beats me. Just looking at the grade points, I am indeed the first, but the insurance research is not just based on the grade points, whether I have done relevant internships, and published a few papers in this subject... These are the bonus points for the insurance research Xiang. This person is obviously jealous of me and has no ability to surpass me, so he is talking here."
The ivory tower is not absolutely pure, and when interests are involved, there will always be people who are jealous.
Every year, the scholarships are torn apart, not to mention the "sweetness" such as quotas for party membership and exchange student quotas. These things have never been brought to Qiu Qiu's head before, but he has heard of them.
Opportunities are earned by ourselves, not handed out by others. If you don't improve yourself, but only hope that others will "fall down", there is no such good thing in the world.
Fu Ruien said: "Don't be angry, this kind of coward who dare not even use his real name, even if Qiuqiu you give up the insurance research, this quota will not fall on him."
Affected by this incident, Qiu Qiu's mood suddenly turned dark.
He liked literature since he was a child, but he also liked singing. He didn't want to give up both hobbies. Could it be that he was too greedy
Seeing that the baby Qiuqiu looked unhappy, Fu Ruien held him in his arms and comforted him carefully: "If a person wants to stand on the top, he must bear a lot of criticism. Who said that he can't be a star and a schoolmaster at the same time, I believe Qiuqiu You must be able to take care of both and not be dragged away by things.”
A trace of guilt flashed across Qiu Qiu's face: "...what if I want to choose one of the two?"
"..."
Fu Ruien looked down at him in surprise, but Qiu Qiu hid his face in Fu Ruien's arms.
He lowered his head like this, and repeated in a muffled voice: "...Godfather, what if I only want to be a top student instead of a star?"
The answer was unexpected. Fu Ruien collected himself and asked him: "...Why? Don't you like letting others hear your singing?"
"I, of course I still like to sing! But I can't let go of my studies. After becoming a star, I must devote a lot of energy. If I can no longer concentrate on my studies, Professor Wang will definitely be unhappy..."
Fu Ruien dug him out of his arms: "Qiuqiu, I want to listen to the truth."
"This is the truth..." Qiu Qiu was not good at lying, and his eyes wandered.
"I believe this is only part of the truth, but it is definitely not the key factor that made you make this decision." Fu Ruien really understands his sugar son, Qiu Qiu is a person who has a special concept of time planning, even when preparing music During the competition, he has to spare time to read books and write papers every day. If he wants to take care of both, he will definitely be able to find a balance, and he won't be like ordinary people, getting burnt out because of two completely different jobs.
"You don't have to worry about being a star that will distract your energy. I'm always good friends with Xu from Xingui Entertainment. Then you can sign to Xingui Entertainment. With my relationship, your agency will not force you to do anything. You don't need to participate Variety shows don’t stipulate how long you have to release records, and you have a high degree of freedom.”
"... Then what's the difference between this and me being a free man, and there's no need to sign an agency?" Qiu Qiu's heart moved a little, and he swore it was really only a little bit.
Fu Ruien shook his head: "Of course it's different. You don't realize how important a good platform is. It's also about writing songs. Think about it, how many people heard it before you participated in the show, and how many people can hear it now. ?” He explained carefully, “Whether it is literary creation or music creation, it is not done behind closed doors. Those excellent arrangers, composers, and lyricists cannot be hired by money alone. You must stand on a good platform Only by going up can we get in touch with a wider world.”
Fu Ruien's words really moved Qiu Qiu. Before, he only saw the chaos and noise in the entertainment industry, but he forgot how many opportunities there were.
He has longings and dreams for music, and literati also pay attention to "making friends through poetry". If he really wants to continue to develop on the road of music, he has to get in touch with other mature musicians, so as to make more collisions. inspiration.
Seeing some emotion on Qiu Qiu's face, Fu Ruien immediately pursued the victory: "Qiuqiu, can you tell godfather why you don't want to enter the entertainment circle?"
Qiu Qiu was finally willing to tell the truth: "... because of some things that happened recently, I am very uncomfortable."
Qiu Qiu narrated his troubles: Xin Tian's acting as a monster, the enthusiasm of the media, the fanaticism of fans, and the vague alienation of his classmates... These things have brought him too much trouble. Reading sage books, but now he wants to jump into the rivers and lakes, which makes him very conflicted.
He confided in one breath for a long time, until he spit out the heavy things hanging in his heart, he realized that there were so many things that worried him.
Fu Ruien didn't interrupt him, and became a good listener. He didn't let out a soft "hmm" until Qiu Qiu emptied all the "black mud" in his stomach.
"Qiuqiu, I understand what you said. But every circle has two sides. There are good people and bad people, and there are good things and bad things. Whether you choose to stay or leave, I respect your choice—but there is no need to Just make a decision." Fu Ruien said, "Don't rush to sign an agency or not, and tell me the answer after this week's finals."
"… good."
This heavy page was temporarily turned over in Qiu Qiu's mind, and he told himself not to think so much now, he had to concentrate on the competition and the preparation of materials for the postgraduate entrance examination. Wait until all the dust settles, and then think about it.
Seeing that Qiu Qiu was still looking sleepy, Fu Ruien specially changed the subject in order to divert his attention.
"Qiuqiu, when I sent Teacher Dong to the airport this morning, Teacher Dong gave us a suggestion."
Qiu Qiu's curiosity was really aroused: "What's your opinion?"
"She wants you to call me differently. After all, we are lovers. If you always call me godfather, others will find it strange."
Qiu Qiu thinks about it, too. The name "godfather" originated from a misunderstanding. Now the misunderstanding has been resolved long ago. He still always talks about "godfather" and "godfather". It is indeed misleading... In fact, he quite likes to be called godfather >w< feels that this title is a little love between them.
"What's that called?"
Fu Ruien pretended to be troubled: "I do have a name, but I'm afraid you'd be too embarrassed to call it out."
"I have a thick skin! What should I call you?"
Fu Ruien teased him: "Old..."
Qiu Qiu answered immediately: "Father?"
Fu Ruien: "...???"
"That's Dad?"
"...???"
"It can't be the old godfather, right? It sounds like chili sauce." Qiu Qiu frowned with a troubled look, but his eyes couldn't hold back the smile, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, trying to make the bad guy Laugh and hide.
As soon as he squeezed his mouth, the small pear dimple was exposed. Fu Ruien really wanted to poke the small hole to see if this little guy was full of bad things.
With great strength, Fu Ruien turned Qiu Qiu over in two or three turns, making him lie on his lap with his face down and buttocks up. At the same time, he pulled down his pants with both hands, revealing two fleshy white butt.
He raised his right hand high, making a gesture to spank Qiu Qiu's ass: "Don't play dumb, don't you know what godfather wants to hear?"
"Don't hit, don't hit, don't hit!" Qiu Qiu lay on his lap and couldn't get up, so he could only cover his buttocks with his hands, and said shyly, "I, I know..."
"Then tell me." Fu Ruien gave him a chance to admit his mistake.
"Master, Boss, Boss, Old Senior, Old Jianghu..."
Qiu Qiu uttered more than twenty words beginning with the word "old" in one breath, deliberately bypassing the "husband" that Fu Ruien wanted to hear the most.
Fu Ruien was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, he grabbed his waist and threw him on his shoulder. President Fu carried the little villain on his shoulders and went straight to the bedroom. The little villain was thumping in fright.
"Go, where are you going! The sun has just set!"
"Well, the sun's gone down and it's time for a late-night show."
Fu Ruien threw Qiu Qiu onto the big bed, half of Qiu Qiu's trousers had been taken off, his two long legs were tightly twisted by the pant legs, like a little mermaid who had just landed, and could only lie on the beach and be slaughtered. He couldn't run, he couldn't stop, he could only cover the little sea snake between his legs with both hands aggrievedly.
Fu Ruien took off his clothes generously in front of him, revealing his muscular body. His body proportions are very good, especially the back muscles are extremely beautiful. The "cat's claw marks" on the back not only did not destroy the beauty of his body, but added a sense of sexiness.
He dragged the little mermaid's tail—nearly being slapped under his chin by the tail fin halfway—and then performed a magic trick. In the blink of an eye, the little mermaid's tail disappeared, and two thin white and tender legs appeared.
It's just that the little mermaid who has just completed her transformation is still not used to the existence of her legs, and her legs are subconsciously brought together, reluctant to separate them.
The kind-hearted Mr. Fu helped him to separate his legs, then held his white feet, and pressed them all the way up from the ankles with his hot palms and strong five fingers, helping him massage the muscles of his legs.
When his hands slowly crawled between his thighs, Qiu Qiu's little "sea snake" finally couldn't help the commotion in his body, and carefully poked his head out from the seaweed.
Fu Ruien gently turned over the dense seaweed, and held the two pebbles hidden underneath.
This cobblestone is really strange, hot and hard. Fu Ruien played with it curiously, and the little sea snake straightened up happily, with its pointed tip up, looking very happy.
The mermaid Qiu Qiu finally got used to the existence of his legs. He no longer put them together, but opened them wide, with his knees clamping Fu Ruien's waist and his toes hooked behind him.
Qiu Qiu was terrified by his shameless actions, he covered his face with his hands in shame, and hid himself in the darkness.
Fu Ruien flicked the little sea snake's head with his fingers, and asked him: "You can learn from this kid, how honest you are."
"No..." Qiu Qiu muffled, covering his face, "I don't know it."
…
As night fell, the little mermaid and the old prince staged a plot that was not allowed to be broadcast by the TV station in the castle.
Qiu Qiu was so tired that he couldn't close his legs, and fell asleep three times while cleaning the bathroom. In the end, Fu Ruien carried him back to the bed from the bathroom.
As soon as Qiu Qiu's head touched the pillow, his eyelids could no longer be opened. He mumbled something subconsciously, rubbed his cheek against the pillow a few times, and soon found the most comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Ruien tucked in the quilt for him, and sat on the edge of the bed until he fell asleep. Seeing the sweet smile of the person next to the pillow in his sleep, Fu Ruien felt that the boulder that had been pressing on his chest today had loosened a lot.
He put on a nightgown, got up, quietly walked out of the bedroom, and came to the study.
Yang Tian was like a mad dog, making the navy bite the Enrui Group desperately and not let go. Today he has dealt with the troubles brought by the other party for a day, and he will continue to fight tonight.
Working all night is really tiring.
But for Qiuqiu, none of this is hard work.