In Shang Xirui's life, the last thing he could bear was an idle word. Cheng Fengtai still had time to eat, drink and play with him in the past few days, but after all, the current situation is tense and he has a lot of business to take care of, so he doesn't come back until night, when he comes back, he will bring Shang Xirui a few new martial arts books novel. Shang Xirui was so bored, he spent the whole morning in the yard basking in the sun and reading novels, the rest of the time he had to sleep.
One day, Shang Xirui was still sitting in the sun drinking tea and reading a book, while Xiao Lai stood beside him doing needlework. If no one told, just looking at Shang Xirui's demeanor, holding the scroll in one hand, staring at his eyebrows, as if he was reciting a great Buddhist scriptures, it would be daunting. The novel is writing to a wonderful place, the protagonist goes down to the cave to explore the treasure, and at the entrance he holds a Buddha statue that can speak human language. The Buddha statue called out several times, and the protagonist looked around, but he couldn't find the source of the sound. Shang Xirui looked anxious to death for him, as if he really heard that call in his ears, strange voice, vaguely.
Xiao Lai pushed Shang Xirui and winked at him, Shang Xirui turned his head and saw a bearded foreigner standing across the fence, waving at him. Shang Xirui had a very bad impression of his foreign neighbors because of the disbandment of the little opera by the security guards two days ago. When they watched his play, they made a fuss and yelled, and when they were addicted to watching it, they actually reported him as a nuisance to the people! Beating up monks after reading scriptures is really a bunch of bastards! Greeting him now with a shy face, could it be that he wants to be beaten!
Shang Xirui rolled up the book, put it in the sleeve, and went to argue with the bearded man. At first Shang Xirui was unilaterally at war, but then the two of them actually chatted through the fence, and they chatted for a long time, when Shang Xirui came back, he had a very happy expression on his face . When having dinner at night, he said to Cheng Fengtai: "It's really easy for foreign actors to make a living. They don't care about singing and dancing, and they don't care about singing!" Cheng Fengtai guessed that he was talking about ballet and opera, and warned him: "Don't talk to the next door. The old man is close, that guy sees everything new and is extremely lacking in knowledge. I used to hook up with Zeng Aiyu, and I was really afraid that Feng Yi would be born with blue eyes and yellow hair." Shang Xirui ignored it, and the next day not only met with The bearded man chatted and followed the bearded man to his office for afternoon tea. The bearded man took out the photo he took of Shang Xirui walking on stilts, thinking it was similar to ballet, aimed at showing the beauty of his body, then he talked about the famous ballet dancer in their country called Nijinsky, and said it miraculously, Mixed with many Russian folk rumors. Anecdotes about famous people are often more interesting than the facts themselves because they have been processed by many people. Shang Xirui listened to it all afternoon, then passed it to Cheng Fengtai when he went back, and the conclusion was: "See, I can't marry a wife like this man, if my daughter-in-law picks up with you again, who am I to help! You still have the heart to sing! You'll go crazy!" Cheng Fengtai happens to know Nijinsky too, but it seems that it's not the one Shang Xirui mentioned.
On the third day, after listening to a record, Beard and his mysterious Chinese boy talked about range and pitch. Qiandan's small voice can sing very high, especially Shang Xirui. The bearded man took the tuning flute to experiment with Shang Xirui, and he was very convinced, even better than their actresses and eunuch singers. Shang Xirui told him that it was because of practicing Qigong for many years, the invisible voice became tangible in the body, and the tangible voice was very easy to manipulate. The bearded man only knows how to nod like listening to the Arabian Nights. They had exhausted their snacks, and half of their tea was over. The fusion of Chinese and Western operas, a beautiful fusion, was not a problem. The bad thing is that we talked from the vocal music to the supporting instruments. Taking advantage of his interest, Shang Xirui pushed open the window of the office and shouted towards the small mansion: "Little come! Xiao come!"
His voice shocked everyone from left to right. Cheng Fengtai frowned, seeing that Xiaolai hurriedly ran to listen to his orders, and when he came back, he sent the Huqin there.
In the past, Cheng Fengtai was busy with work, Shang Xirui fidgeted and complained that he was bored, and asked him to go out to play with him. Today he stayed at home on purpose, and wanted to take Shang Xirui out for a stroll, but Shang Xirui didn't say hello, just went straight into the bank building next door, disappeared without a trace, and couldn't think of leaving. Cheng Fengtai played with Feng Yi lonely, when suddenly a visitor came, it was Reporter Huang. The comfort zone between him and Shang Xirui is easily hidden from others, so he said to Reporter Huang with a smirk: "If you want to say, you reporters are capable, there is no one you can't find, no one you don't know This kind of ability, you have gone to heaven and earth, and it is a shame to be a reporter!"
Reporter Huang felt Cheng Fengtai's sarcasm, and felt that he was really presumptuous, standing at the door and not even dared to say it. Cheng Fengtai let him dry for a while, then turned his head and said, "Okay, come in and sit down." Reporter Huang Qiqi Aiai rubbed the soles of her shoes on the carpet a lot, then walked to the sofa and sat down carefully. He knew that Cheng Fengtai's privacy was being probed, and he was unhappy, it didn't matter, he had a way to make him happy. Reporter Huang enthusiastically took out an envelope of Shang Xirui's photos, Feng and Cheng Fengtai admired them one by one, and told many interesting stories behind the photos. Regardless of his poor writing skills, he often exaggerates and makes things out of nothing, and he is really good at taking pictures! Shang Xirui under the lens of Reporter Huang, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, is picturesque, with a particularly quiet feeling, really very beautiful. Cheng Fengtai sees the real Shang Xirui every day, but he is equally interested in the Shang Xirui in the photo, and after talking to Reporter Huang, his attitude eased. Before they finished looking at the photos, a thunderous sound was heard outside the house: "Cheng Fengtai! Come out! Come out!" Shang Xirui shouted again.
Cheng Fengtai pressed his forehead as if he had a headache, and said to Reporter Huang: "Hey! Excuse me!" He went out without thinking about adding another coat. It was quite cold outside, Cheng Fengtai shrank his shoulders from the cold, and put his hands in his trouser pockets, trying to keep some heat. Not far away, Shang Xirui held the huqin in one hand and the bow in the other, standing angrily with the bearded man separated by the fence, dividing the Chu River and Han boundary. The bearded man looked very anxious, scratching his head, but he didn't know enough Chinese to express himself accurately, and when he was anxious, he couldn't even talk about it. The situation of the two of them looked forward, like a bear trying to eat a fawn; looking backward, it looked like a knight about to slay a giant dragon. Cheng Fengtai smiled dryly, even if he didn't know the inside story, he firmly believed that his Boss Shang was smart and there was nothing wrong, it was just someone else who provoked him, so he took the lead to blame the bearded man and said: "Sir, I thought you were a gentleman."
The bearded man became even more anxious, leaving only a bushy beard trembling there, looking pitiful.
Shang Xirui used the piano bow as a baton, pointed at the bearded face: "There are people who don't understand human language, Second Master, tell them in foreign language for me."
Cheng Fengtai nodded. Shang Xirui took a deep breath of cold air, the cold air entered his stomach, he stopped spitting it out, the tip of his nose turned red from the cold. The following words have been said many times just now, and now he has to be patient and make the last attempt. If the other party is Chinese, Shang Xirui must be too lazy to bother, just let him be confused! But the other party is a foreigner. What if he leaves China in the future and spreads rumors all over the world, saying that their Western musical instruments are better than Chinese ones, and that the Chinese huqin is not tuned correctly? Then don't kill people!
Said to ask Cheng Fengtai to do the translation, Shang Xirui still stared at the bearded man, tried to slow down his voice, kept restraint and smiled, made himself look convincing, and said: "This, our Chinese drama, What you eat is the taste. The huqin holds his throat, like this teapot with a lid, you can tell if they are a set, and you don’t need a ruler to measure the size. If the taste is right, it is right. The pitch is low Yes, no need to think about it, once you think about it, it will be crafty, narrow, and dry. According to you, do people follow the qin, or the qin follows people? The qin has set rules for people! It's the same thing , as long as the rules are set too finely, people who play with it will not be able to play it! Can't get up! There's nowhere to show it! Real kung fu is never in hand." Shang Xirui pointed to his ear: "The Huqin is seven points. Only by listening, those who can walk with their voices can be called a good piano."
Cheng Fengtai pondered for a moment, tried to translate a few sentences, and then stopped. Shang Xirui hit Cheng Fengtai's waist with his piano bow, causing him to shudder: "Why, don't stop! I've said a long article, but you only have a few sentences? Is foreign language so easy?"
Cheng Fengtai looked puzzled: "It's not easy, Boss Shang. There is no such thing as taste in the foreign language, how do you want me to translate it?"
Shang Xirui stared: "Impossible! Think again."
Cheng Fengtai thought about it again, sucked his teeth and shook his head. He looked at the bearded man sympathetically, like looking at a clay tire, unaffected by heaven and earth, Shang Xirui wanted to consecrate him, it was impossible.
"Hey! Really not?" Shang Xirui sighed towards Cheng Fengtai: "Du Qi said that if there is a word, there is something. Since they don't have this word, they must not have this thing either. Hey, there is no taste, so they can live How boring!" Shang Xirui said, turning off the bearded man, relieved, forgiven, feeling the loss that came to an abrupt end. But the smell about the piano and the sound that was drawn out filled the chest and abdomen, turning into a hot air with mixed flavors and sounds. He didn't want to say anything now, he just wanted to hold this ball of heat, quietly and alone, chewing and eating it.
Shang Xirui didn't say goodbye to the bearded man, turned around and left without saying a word. His friendship with the bearded man, such as Chao Lu, disappeared in this afternoon.
Reporter Huang saw Shang Xirui wandering in with his huqin, passed directly in front of him, and walked upstairs. Reporter Huang hurriedly raised his butt to stop him, let him sit down in front of him, and explained his purpose. The war in the mainland is tense, and the newspaper that Reporter Huang works for is not easy to maintain and is about to close down. Today, I specially sent Shang Xirui the pressed photos and negatives. Shang Xirui didn't even look at the stack of photos, he understood the meaning very well in his heart, and called Xiao Lai, "Go and wrap a big red envelope for Mr. Huang, it's been hard work for taking care of him these past few years." Reporter Huang didn't refuse, and accepted it After the benefit, he showed a hesitant expression. Shang Xirui was absent-minded and was about to see off the guests, so Reporter Huang said decisively: "Boss Shang, you still have some photos of your life with a colleague of mine. Once the newspaper office is disbanded, I don't know if he will stay in his old business in the future. If you don’t stay in Beiping, with your status, it’s better not to spread the photos casually. If Boss Shang wants, I can help build a bridge.”
Shang Xirui was at a loss: "What other photos do I have of my life? I don't remember."
Cheng Fengtai glanced at Reporter Huang's face, and keenly captured his nervousness. He guessed that there must be a reason, and it probably wouldn't be a good thing, so he said with a smile, "Don't let it be the photo of our boss without pants! Then You can’t show it to others, so sell it to me!”
Shang Xirui was so ashamed that he wanted to poke his waist with the bow again, but Cheng Fengtai dodged it with a smile. Reporter Huang quickly waved his hands: "Second Master Cheng really knows how to joke, this is impossible! Boss Shang, do you remember that you and the seventh young master had dinner in a Japanese restaurant a while ago? It was my colleague who took a group photo for the Japanese Overseas Chinese Association outside. , He also took a lot of photos of you!"
Thinking of Du Qi as a good friend, Shang Xirui smiled and said: "Okay, I have to take photos with Young Master Qi, send them to me later." He didn't ask the price, but only asked to send photos, but Reporter Huang was very disturbed, He hesitated and said: "It has nothing to do with the Seventh Young Master, but because of Boss Shang's reputation and the photos are rare, he asked for four small yellow croakers. I don't know Boss Shang..."
Shang Xirui's ears were dumbstruck, he exchanged a look with Cheng Fengtai, and said in surprise: "Is this talking in sleep? The photo of me and Du Qi is worth four small yellow croakers? He loves me so much!"
Reporter Huang pushed his glasses and explained, "You and the Seventh Young Master alone are not worth it, but there is a Japanese in the photo!"
Shang Xirui was even more confused: "What's wrong with the Japanese? Is Xue Zhicheng famous? When I was singing in the Qi Palace, Prince Qi received foreign envoys, and I even took a photo with the Japanese prince, is that so strange?"
Seeing that Shang Xirui was not enlightened, Reporter Huang was a little anxious, thinking that Cheng Fengtai was a clever man in the world, so he turned to Cheng Fengtai and said: "Boss Shang's reputation, how many people are staring at him, making rumors and causing trouble? Don't hide it You two, he dared to offer this price because there are already buyers bidding. Boss Shang, one thing more is worse than one thing less, listen to my advice, and save money and eliminate disasters!"
Killing Shang Xirui now, he can't think of any disasters that can come from eating a Japanese meal, it's simply alarmist and ridiculous, but Shang Xirui feels like being blackmailed. As for blackmail, it's much more obvious. Recognizing relatives and husbands, dragging dead bodies to block gates, tearing clothes and dancing like immortals, I haven't experienced anything in these years. Holding two broken photos as chips is a very low-level class. He will never fooled. Thinking about it in this way, the identity of Reporter Huang in this transaction is also very suspicious.
Relying on his past experience, Shang Xirui said schemingly: "Since I have a next family, I won't delay him from getting rich..."
Cheng Fengtai interrupted him: "The four small yellow croakers can be discussed, but I need to know who the buyer is."
Shang Xirui lifted his chin: "I have no money!"
Cheng Fengtai said: "I will pay the money."
Shang Xirui immediately retorted: "Where did you get the money? I earned it! I said no!"
Reporter Huang was stunned by these words, and looked at Cheng Fengtai's face, the couple was afraid they were about to choke, so they quickly left a phone number, and said with a sneer, "If Boss Shang changes his mind, you can call me again." After finishing speaking, he jumped up Gone.
Shang Xirui and Cheng Fengtai sat stiffly in silence. Shang Xirui rolled his eyes at him, regretting his slip of the tongue. Cheng Fengtai is the exact opposite of Shang Xirui, on the surface he seems to have no taboos, but in fact he is stubborn in his heart, for a bad word, he can travel thousands of miles to go to hell, otherwise he wouldn't have separated from Second Mistress. Shang Xirui doesn't give him face in front of outsiders, I don't know if he has played into his stubborn tendons, don't get angry again, and do that desperate business for money. But Shang Xirui is remorseful, he will not let go and apologize, he is going to strike first, find trouble and fight Cheng Fengtai first, as if he is justified.
Shang Xirui thought it over, threw the huqin on the opposite sofa, and roared: "From now on, you are not allowed to interfere with the Liyuan business! You know what's high or low! The fool chases the liar away, and you're about to match him!"
After roaring, Cheng Fengtai didn't answer for a long time. Shang Xirui didn't prepare any extra words, fired a cannon and the barrel was empty, feeling guilty, he raised his eyes and peeked at Cheng Fengtai. What Cheng Fengtai waited for was this look, he fit him and threw him on the sofa, hugged him tightly, strangled him, and asked bitterly: "Oh? The money is all yours? I can't meddle in your affairs?"
Shang Xirui pushed back, and the two fell from the sofa to the ground with a bang, hands and feet entangled in a mess. The nanny realized it later, and came over to watch the movement with the baby in her arms, and when she saw it, she didn't turn around and left in a hurry. In the nanny's impression, these two men do like to fight more than the combination of men and women, and whoever fights will make it look bad. Feng Yi laughed twice, she likes to watch people beating, even if it is her father who is being beaten.
The two hugged and pressed, and rolled half a circle on the ground. Shang Xirui was still stubborn, yelling: "Eat your soft food honestly! You are not allowed to control me!" Cheng Fengtai was so angry, he lowered his head and bit his cheek to punish him for his bad mouth. Shang Xirui screamed, and after breaking free, he turned his head and grabbed Cheng Fengtai's ear to retaliate against him. The opera singer's fine teeth were merciless, Cheng Fengtai didn't dare to move at once, his ears would be bitten off if he moved any more.
"Okay, Boss Shang." Cheng Fengtai couldn't hold on for a while, tears pooled in his eyes, and begged for mercy: "Shut up, let's stop making trouble." As he spoke, he let go of his hand to show his sincerity. He's a gentleman, but it's a pity that Shang Xirui was unreasonable, held his ear, and said a lot, anyway Cheng Fengtai couldn't understand what he was saying, but for more than ten minutes, Shang Xirui didn't either Let go. Cheng Fengtai was angry at first, but then he couldn't stop laughing, laughing that Shang Xirui is a fool like a boy, how could he make such stupid, boring actions, he is simply crazy! He smiled, Shang Xirui knew that he had been forgiven, and wanted to take the opportunity to go crazy, sucking his ears and shaking his head like a dog biting a big piece of meat, causing Cheng Fengtai to yell in pain: "Boss Shang! I was wrong I was wrong! No... Your Majesty, just open your mouth!"
Shang Xirui let out a pooh, and spat out Cheng Fengtai: "I've confessed my mistake earlier and it's over? After eating your pig's ears, my mouth is sore! You have to pay me!"
Now Cheng Fengtai's entire half of his face is numb and hot, and he has no sensation in his ears. After going through a brutal torture, it's still worthless, isn't it, and you have to pay others, how can there be any reason for this? He resigned to his fate and said, "Okay, okay, let's go out and eat something delicious, so that Boss Shang can moisten his mouth?"
Shang Xirui said: "What are you eating at this hour! No."
Cheng Fengtai said: "Then what do you want to do?"
They sat on the thick carpet and talked without shape. Just now they were tightly entangled with each other, flesh to flesh, sweating from tossing, but now they relaxed, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts. The time of intimacy has been long, and many feelings between the two are synchronized. At this moment, they both feel empty and longing. Cheng Fengtai looked at him and smiled slightly, unwilling to speak first. Shang Xirui blushed from holding back, stared at his eyes, stretched his neck and secretly unbuttoned two collar buttons, hugged Cheng Fengtai's waist and dragged him up: "Let's go, find a place where no one is around, let the young master Let go of your hatred!"
Cheng Fengtai couldn't help laughing again, this stinky singer is quite good at playing hooligans.
Shang Xirui punished Cheng Fengtai until dark, but did not relieve his hatred. He seldom thinks about this matter on weekdays, and he can't think of it if he is not recruited. If he is recruited, he will travel day and night, endlessly. They didn't go downstairs to eat dinner that day, Mama Zhao put the food on a tray at the door, and the two of them carried it to the bed to finish eating, wiped their mouths, and kissed again. At midnight, Cheng Fengtai felt a little weak and broke out in a cold sweat. Shang Xirui rode him astride him, not allowing him to get away, as soon as there was a truce, Shang Xirui would pinch his neck and gnaw on him, saying: " You can't do it, replace me."
Cheng Fengtai stood on his head with chills, he pulled himself together and said he was good at it, by the middle of the night, Shang Xirui was also at the end of his strength, lying on Cheng Fengtai's body and sweating profusely. The two of them were exhausted, but they were sober in their hearts, without any sleepiness. It is said that Cheng Fengtai is Shang Xirui's confidant, how could he not understand his intentions at this moment, put his hand on his bare back, and said in a deep voice: "Boss Shang, why don't we go back to the opera!"
Shang Xirui raised his head on top of him, and his pointed chin rested on Cheng Fengtai's chest, stabbing his ribs, hurting him, knocking: "This world is chaotic. Sing a play, there are so many shits, I don't want to sing Already!" Cheng Fengtai sneered in his heart and said, are you pretending again? Still pretending in front of me? But who taught Shang Xirui to be a jerk, a jerk has the right to be proud, he can say what he means, let people guess after him, even if he guesses what's on his mind, he has to ask him to take two steps down the steps. Cheng Fengtai and Jiao'er have been together for a long time, and he knows this well, pretending to be calm and said: "Boss Shang, those who are capable will work harder, don't be willful. The whole family in Shuiyun Tower depends on you for support, just say we Home, Boss Shang is the pillar. If you stop singing, how can I eat soft food? I have no skills! Later, Feng Yi can’t even afford milk powder, so I can only cook some millet porridge to feed. Do something evil! Do you really want to Go ask Fan Lian for a loan, I don't want to see his doggy face!" As he said, he rubbed Shang Xirui's head: "I've had enough rest, let's go back to singing."
Shang Xirui turned over and looked up to the sky and sighed, pretending to be persuaded: "I owed you all in my previous life! They are all debt collectors, they can't live without me! Being a man is so fucking tiring!"
Cheng Fengtai listened to him sighing in a dignified manner, it was very ridiculous, stretched out his arm, grabbed the object in his crotch and said: "That's inappropriate, I'll help Boss Shang throw it away."
Shang Xirui rolls from side to side, laughing loudly.
At this time, there were at least four or five theater troupes in Beiping who set up their own projects and went out of business. Shang Xirui stopped acting because he was sad, his heart disease was getting better and he had to take up the knife. The others were more or less influenced by the public opinion of "stop entertainment when the country is subjugated" in the cultural circles. Everyone knew that they would not be able to rest for long, but no one wanted to let go of this breath first, for fear of embarrassment. The staff and teachers around Shang Xirui also felt that the time was not ripe, there were still a few steps left, so it was not good to be the rafter of this young man.
Shang Xirui stood still for the time being, panicking from idleness, it was Cheng Fengtai who suffered the most. One night, Shang Xirui came back from dinner with his theater friends, drunk, with a box of snacks in his hand. Cheng Fengtai happened not to fall asleep, and was reading the paperwork in front of the desk lamp, so he was out of luck. Shang Xirui insisted on forcing Cheng Fengtai to eat that box of dim sum at half past twelve in the middle of the night, if he didn't eat it he wouldn't do it, if he didn't eat it he would be ungrateful, because he "brought it back for the second master to taste". Shang Xirui sat across from him and enthusiastically persuaded Cheng Fengtai to eat, held the dim sum to Cheng Fengtai's mouth for him to bite, this was a relic from the wine table just now. Cheng Fengtai was overwhelmed by the flattery, so he forced more than half of it. In the end I couldn't swallow anymore, Shang Xirui was still persuading: "Second Master, take another one, it won't taste good if it gets cold... Hey! Good! Second Master has a big appetite!"
Manchu snacks are often mixed with sheep oil, and in the middle of the night, the effect of smoothing intestines will come out. Cheng Fengtai went to the bathroom several times in a row, but Shang Xirui didn't feel it, and let go of the dead body. The next day Cheng Fengtai's complexion was a bit unsightly, and he didn't go out, lying there coquettishly reading the newspaper, eating brunch and drinking rice porridge soup in bed like a British noble woman.
Shang Xirui came back from washing and realized something was wrong, he asked Cheng Fengtai: "What's wrong with you?"
Cheng Fengtai reprimanded angrily: "I've ruined my stomach, it's not because of your snacks!"
If he didn't mention it, Shang Xirui would have forgotten to bring food home last night, opened the box of snacks, was a little surprised, immediately picked up a piece to eat, and said: "Oh, I'll bring it back for you to try, who Knowing that you are so greedy, you ate more than half of it if I didn't pay attention! Who can blame you for your bad stomach?"
Cheng Fengtai was so angry that his hands trembled.
A few days later, it was also midnight. Cheng Fengtai came back late, before the car reached Dongjiaomin Lane, a person jumped out of the sidewalk and fell over on the spot, Lao Ge hurriedly stepped on the gas pedal before it was too late, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Cheng Fengtai's expression also changed, he leaned over and asked, "Did you run over someone?"
Lao Ge stuttered in panic: "No... I know, I don't know! I'll go down and have a look!" As soon as Lao Ge got out of the car, a few strong men rushed out of the car and subdued Lao Ge, while rushing in from the driver's seat To arrest Cheng Fengtai. Cheng Fengtai also reacted quickly, knowing that he had met the gangster, he pushed open the car door at hand and ran away. It wasn't long before he ran out, after all, he was outnumbered, so he still suffered a disadvantage, he was punched and kicked several times, until Cheng Fengtai was blindfolded, and pushed under the street lamp. Cheng Fengtai's eyes were so painful that he couldn't open them, tears dripped down, he suspected that his eyeballs were broken, and then he heard the gangster say: "See clearly, is Boss Shang's little boy?!" The other said: "That's right! It's him! I've been staring at him for days!" The gangster grabbed Cheng Fengtai's neck and looked at his face hard: "Damn it! Boss Shang's Zhao Feiyan sang on stage, why did he act like Emperor Han Cheng offstage! This little boy How can his ass be so fun? He stopped singing after playing the show! Damn it! I was touched by a ghost!" Then he punched Cheng Fengtai a few times, then strangled him by the neck, and warned: " Go home, tidy up, and stay away from Boss Shang! If you dare to pester him and corrupt him, the uncle will beat you every time he sees you!"
Cheng Fengtai understood everything, Shang Xirui's fans couldn't wait for his plays, so they searched here blindly for trouble. This ticket audience is said to be the person who loves Shang Xirui the most in the world, praises Shang Xirui as a god, treats Shang Xirui as a thorn in his heart, and is willing to give him his life. When Shang Xirui was in trouble, they were the ones who were the most out of tune, always talking nonsense and making Shang Xirui take a bad name. But Cheng Fengtai heaved a sigh of relief, the fans rioted, and it wouldn't hurt his life. If it was his enemy who took advantage of Commander Cao's departure from Beiping and sought him out for money and murder, that would be the end of it! Now this time, as long as he bows his head and confesses his cowardice, the heroes will let him go. However, Cheng Fengtai couldn't swallow this cowardice, and the one who was usually qualified to yell at him was either the commander or the director, let alone being dragged into a small alley to be beaten! Growing up so big, I have never suffered such a loss!
Cheng Fengtai couldn't help laughing a few times, laughing like a real jerk. When the few good guys saw him, they made a fuss and smashed his mouth, and kept pushing him against the wall: "Hey! You're still laughing! Don't let the brains break up? Come, come, tell the uncle, what are you happy about?" ?”
This is what Cheng Fengtai was waiting for, and while they let go, he reached for the pistol from his waist, and with a low growl, he took the handle of the gun and slashed at the head of the nearest one. The heroes were about to explode, and when they took a closer look, they exclaimed, "It's a gun! He has a gun!" Where do these ordinary people go to see a pistol? Only know how to back again and again. Cheng Fengtai yelled at Lao Ge: "Get in the car!" Lao Ge hurriedly started the car, reversed the car, and almost ran over the feet of the heroes. While opening the door, Cheng Fengtai pointed his gun at the stunned people, and said with a sneer, "Don't worry, huh? I'll go home and kill you Boss Shang!"
Lao Ge reversed the car suddenly again, sending people away, driving the car as if fleeing for his life. Cheng Fengtai tightly clenched the pistol, but did not say a word. When they got home, they wanted to startle them. Unexpectedly, when the door was pushed open, the room was full of laughter and laughter. Except for Zhao Ma who stared at his injury with wide eyes, no one paid any attention to him! Shang Xirui held Feng Yi in his arms, threw Feng Yi into the sky, and said: "Oh! You big-headed doll, you can still fly! Fly one more!" Feng Yi seemed to be answering him, smiling Quack!
Cheng Fengtai had a terrible headache: "Put her down!"
Shang Xirui didn't pay any attention, and concentrated on leaving the child behind: "Your daughter keeps crying after eating milk, and I laugh when I coax her, haha!" Only the father and father were laughing, the nanny stood aside with her arms open, doing Taking a protective posture, cold sweat bursts out.
Cheng Fengtai pointed at Shang Xirui and yelled at him: "Let you put her down! Turn around and break her face!" This sound was very bad, Shang Xirui took the child and stopped playing. Feng Yi was certainly happy when he was thrown high, but a baby who had just had a full meal couldn't bear such turmoil, as soon as he stopped, he became dizzy, coughed twice and spit out a mouthful of milk. Shang Xirui said it was bad, Cheng Fengtai saw that he was going to scold him, he quickly stuffed the child into the nurse's arms like a hot potato, motioned her to go quickly, looked at Cheng Fengtai with a guilty conscience, his expression changed: "You Crazy! Shoot me for this?"
Only then did Cheng Fengtai realize that he was still holding the gun in his hand, his hands were stiff and unconscious. He slapped the gun on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa: "No bullets!"
Shang Xirui looked him up, his expression changed again: "What's wrong with your face? Did you fall in the snow?"
Cheng Fengtai could still sneer at outsiders, and when he saw the culprit when he returned home, he vented all his cowardice on Shang Xirui: "I said, Boss Shang, take care of your fans when you're free! What! A bunch of mad dogs ! Do they know what's inside? They bite everyone they see?"
After hearing this, Shang Xirui guessed what happened without having to think about it. Movie fans love Shang Xirui, but they don't want to love the house and Wu, and only treat those around him as enemies. Whenever Shang Xirui has a problem, it's because people around him do wrong things and harbor evil intentions to implicate him. Shang Xirui himself is perfect, and he can't find any faults. Flaws, and the flaws are not concealed, as long as you help him fight off the bad guys around him, Boss Shang is still an unparalleled good boss. Things like this have happened before. But because Shang Xirui's relationship is either rich or expensive, movie fans can't easily murder him, only Xiao Lai is suspected of being a concubine of Boss Shang's back. It's ugly. Otherwise, with Xiaolai's qualifications, how could there be no one to propose marriage
Shang Xirui was not surprised when Cheng Fengtai was hurt this time, as if he had been mentally prepared and had thought through this issue long ago, he said: "Theatrical fans are called parents! I can't make them happy! Listen to me I have to control a show with a voice? How can I have such a big face! I can't control the fans if I control the world!"
Cheng Fengtai came back full of anger, but couldn't get any comfort, stood up abruptly and said: "You don't care, I'll take care of it for you! Those two hundred and fifty I can't kill them!"
Shang Xirui hastily pinched his shoulders and pushed him down, Cheng Fengtai gasped in pain, he looked like a proud young master, Shang Xirui felt softhearted, and pulled him to the fireplace to take off for him Clothes check the injury. People who have always been good at martial arts are half-orthopedic doctors, Shang Xirui examines people's injuries and is very familiar with it, Cheng Fengtai keeps screaming in pain, his expression is relaxed, there is no injury to you, the pain is in my heart, etc. representation. Finally got annoyed by Cheng Fengtai's calling, and said: "Second Master, can we have something to do?" Cheng Fengtai's eyes widened, and Shang Xirui immediately understood: "Okay, okay, call, keep calling." Cheng Fengtai was told by him, I'm too embarrassed to call out the pain, I just gasped and hissed. Shang Xirui listened for a while, endured it, but couldn't hold back his mouth: "Second Master, you make such a movement, it looks like you're being fucked by me! Hehe!"
Cheng Fengtai is like this, and he still says witty words and "hehe", Cheng Fengtai is really going to be wronged! Needless to say how much the family members love him, even irrelevant friends, if they see him injured, they should pretend to be concerned! This singer still has people's hearts and no hearts!
Cheng Fengtai reluctantly asked him: "Boss Shang, to be honest, these people were sent by you, right? Seeing that I don't like it, try to find ways to drive me away, right?"
Shang Xirui slapped him on the back: "Nonsense! I'm going to beat you up! Still looking for someone? I'll do it myself!" The hammer made Cheng Fengtai yell again, Shang Xirui checked and covered him with his clothes : "A little bruise, it will be fine in two days!"
Because Shang Xirui didn't take it seriously, Cheng Fengtai felt very sorry for himself: "Are you sure? I'd better go to the hospital and take an X-ray to see if the bone is broken, otherwise why would it hurt so much? "
Shang Xirui let out a big "Ouch", full of disdain and helplessness: "Don't make a fuss about it! That Axe will rot if he heard it. I'm really worried, and I'll call the masseuse tomorrow to massage you .” He found a few glass bottles in the kitchen, poured out all the ingredients in them, and went outside to fill a few bottles of snow and came back: “Where does it hurt, I will apply medicated oil to you when the swelling subsides.”
Cheng Fengtai said: "It hurts everywhere."
Shang Xirui said: "Then we can only dig a hole and bury you in the snow."
Cheng Fengtai stared at his face: "Boss Shang, why do I feel that you are quite happy that I was beaten?"
Shang Xirui was a little proud, because he felt the love of the fans, he took a break from the show for several months for no reason, not only was he not forgotten or replaced, but he was even more missed and crazy! But how can this be admitted? He won't even admit it to himself.
Shang Xirui said sternly: "What can I be happy about! Beating a dog depends on the owner! Don't take me seriously!"
Cheng Fengtai clicked his lips, Shang Xirui corrected himself and said: "I know them, they haven't seen me for a while, they just know that I'm monopolized by you, they're actually jealous."
Cheng Fengtai sneered: "You kind of understand their hearts."
Shang Xirui is like a big brother covering his little brother: "When I start the show, I'll find this for you."
Cheng Fengtai said: "I'm going to find it now."
Before Shang Xirui could react, Cheng Fengtai threw him on the ground. Taking advantage of the warm fire, the two rolled into a ball. If the fans see this scene, they don't know how they will go crazy, just thinking about it makes people happy, Cheng Fengtai endured the injuries on his body, and launched a special revenge.