When Qu Xianfen on the fourth floor was suffering bad thoughts because of inhuman abuse, Van Gogh who walked into the house was also surprised. After recovering, he walked to the edge of the balcony and looked down the vertical wall, only to see the surging anger and a cloud of black mist coming from all directions. This place is really not liveable for living people. Ground.
Xu Yiyang moved a stool and looked down on the railing, but his big brother knocked his head.
“Children can’t do this, it’s very dangerous. I’m not allowed to move stools to stand on the balcony when I’m not at home.” Fangallo hugged him down and ridiculed: “Are you fat and weigh like scales.”
Xu Yiyang quickly opened her T-shirt and squeezed her round belly. In fact, he does not need to eat, and can only support a long time by sucking a little yin from the elder brother’s fingertips every day, and then the spontaneous death gas generated in his body will also be sucked away by the elder brother to maintain his normal appearance.
Inhaling a little bit of yin every day and exhaling a little bit of life, he actually grew up and became fatter, his skin was white and tender, and his face and eyes were round, very pleasing. Every time the teacher in the school sees what he looks like, he remembers the misery of his past, and then sighs that Mr. Fan really takes care of people.
Xu Yiyang always feels very proud after hearing this, because the elder brother really takes care of people. He pinched a layer of swimming ring on his stomach and nodded with a smile: “Fat, now.”
“The little ones are fatter.” Fangallo rubbed Xu Yiyang’s head, but he was a little distracted. What this action reminded him of.
“Feed it, too, feed fat!” Xu Yiyang pointed to the frog in the fish tank.
“Okay, I will give you this task.” Van Gogh recovered, and then took the small bottle hanging on the balcony and gave it to the child with a positive attitude. The mosquitoes inside are still alive, but they don’t fly very much, they have to shake to stimulate. This kind of work can’t be done by children, so they must cry, but Xu Yiyang finds it very interesting. He and Frog are now best friends. He whispered every day for a while. He spoke slowly and his voice was low; Frog said fast and his voice was high, so the whole family became lively:
“Frog frog, today, think, me, are you?”
“Oh!”
“We, too, think, you!”
“give you to eat!”
“Quak quack!”
“Tomorrow, for you, catch, crickets!”
“Oh!”
Fangallo was pouring water into the bathtub while listening to two little guys chatting, and there was always a small smile in the corner of his mouth. After filling his big bathtub, he tossed those two eyeballs in and only heard two soft sounds. The water in the bathtub began to ripple and became cloudy, and then stained with light gray, a few After a few minutes, it was already black like ink, which was much faster than Van Gollo himself lying in the bathtub.
It was night, and Van Gogh held two eyeballs in his palm and slept exceptionally sweetly, while those eyes turned crazy all night, no matter what attack he launched, it seemed like a mud bull into the sea, no trace.
——
At 7:30 the next night, Van Gogh wearing a high-profile suit appeared on time at the banquet hall of a six-star hotel. Xu Yiyang was entrusted to Cao Xiaohui by him.
Bai Ma was already standing at the door and waiting. When he saw him, he strode up and adjusted his tie while walking, as if a little nervous. The strange night reappeared in his mind. The young man’s lips slowly came close to his lips, sucking the gurgle from his body.
The weakness and hotness of that night had already passed, but it seemed to be reappearing at this moment, making his lips dry and his throat tight, so his voice appeared particularly hoarse: “Mr. Fan, I haven’t seen you for a long time. The guides will be present. I would like to introduce you. I recently intend to invest in the entertainment industry. Can you help me?
Bai has never been involved in the entertainment industry. After making this decision, he also felt that he had an obligation to **** this person after knowing Van Gogh.
Van Gogh realized his purpose of inviting himself, and immediately smiled and shook his head: “Thank you for your kindness, but I’m not ready to film, you should still be cautious about investing. Let’s go in.” He went naturally Walking in the banquet hall, an expensive suit with that one-of-a-kind look and graceful temperament made the concierge at the door dare not ask him for invitations.
The white curtain quickly followed, eyes fixed on the back of the young slender.
Van Goro found a familiar person as soon as he entered the hall. His dress today is as luxurious and full of emotion as ever. The three-piece suit in pure black was the most dull, but he was embellished by a deep purple Silk ties and silk handkerchiefs of the same color, the strange folding method makes the two corners of the handkerchief protrude from the mouth of the bag, like the two sharp corners of the demon, with a fresh and dangerous breath. He combed his hair to the back of his head to reveal a sharp face, but the very sharp aura was softened by a pair of gold glasses, leaving the people around him in extreme danger, but not at all. Self-knowledge.
People around him are always coming and going, intertwined, no matter whether it is a businessman, a politician, a scholar, or an artist, he can chat with him heartily for a while. His erudition, gentleness and humility gave him an extraordinary charm, and also made him roam freely in this vanity fair. But there are also people who will watch him with alert eyes, and have not taken the initiative to approach, but they have very similar appearances.
“Dr. Song.” Fangallo murmured a name, but didn’t go over to talk, but just observed it not far away.
Song Rui seems to have also noticed the man’s alert look, so he slowly walked over and greeted with a smile: “Brother, you too.”
“Yeah, I didn’t expect to meet you on this occasion.” The man is Song Wencheng’s eldest brother Song Zicheng and Song Rui’s cousin. He seems strange to meet his cousin on such a flashy occasion, because as far as he knows, this cousin is a standard scholar who has always lived in a low profile and especially hates interpersonal relationships, but he has often appeared in public recently. Is your behavior abnormal?
Thinking about this, Song Zicheng’s alertness deepened, and he said with a smile: “Are you busy lately? I heard that you are helping Nuan Nuan to record programs? I actually watched two episodes, although the ratings are high , But the controversy is also quite big, you were originally a scholar, not always exposed to the camera, this is consuming your reputation, which is very detrimental to your future academic research. If you ca n’t refuse her, I ’ll help you , Let her not always bother you. “
Song Zicheng’s words and sentences are all from the perspective of caring for his cousin, but the purpose is to prevent the younger sister from contacting each other. In addition to the careless Song Nuan, everyone in the Song family is alert, vigilant, and unwelcome to Song Rui. This attitude has become a subconscious reaction, which will be passed out when he appears with almost no thinking. Since the death of his parents, he has been completely ousted by this family. In a sense, he is actually in the same world as Van Gogh.
Song Rui seemed to fail to understand the cousin ’s hint and said warmly: “The current program recording is my business. It ’s not annoying and very interesting. By the way,” he said with a bad arc in the corner of his mouth: “Next week is Uncle 65. Birthday? Can I go home and celebrate his birthday? “
Seeing the two Song family members standing together and talking, the guests who were intending to bait also came wave after wave. In the face of outsiders, Song Zicheng naturally would not say no, but nodded with a smile.
Song Rui cautiously said: “I will carefully prepare a birthday gift for the uncle. Speaking of it, I haven’t seen him for many years.” He knew how the lightly written words would affect these so-called loved ones, so he The smile on the corner of the mouth became more sincere and sincere.
Song Zicheng’s smile became more and more rigid, and finally had to find an excuse to leave. The more Song Rui prepared the gift “elaborately”, the more he dared not accept it. Arriving in a secluded place, he immediately took out his mobile phone and texted his father, saying that Song Rui was going home to celebrate his birthday. There was a reply there soon, a cold line of words, with endless disgust: [He is not allowed to come back, and Nuan Nuan is not allowed to meet him again! He is born a bad breed! 】
Born bad species? Recalling the scene where his cousin stood in front of his uncle and aunt’s coffin and examined their faces with indifferent eyes, Song Zicheng couldn’t help but shudder. Not even the death of his parents can make him cry, what else can shake his heart in the world?
Song Zicheng knew from a long time ago that this cousin was a monster, and anyone close to him would be swallowed by him, so he immediately replied: [I know, I will directly reject him later. 】 Looking at the dark screen of the phone, he could n’t help but take a deep breath. When he turned around, he found that there was a particularly handsome young man standing next to his cousin, who was gently covering his cousin ’s back with his hands, like greet.
The cousin, who hated all the physical contact, did not avoid it quickly, but looked down at the young man with a smile. This picture is too quiet and harmonious, and the emotions revealed are very warm and soft, which makes Song Zicheng feel unreal. At this moment, he almost thought his cousin was a normal person.
“That’s your loved one?” Van Gaal gently touched Dr. Song’s back.
“My cousin.” Song Rui picked up a glass of champagne from the waiter’s tray and stuffed it into Van Gogh’s hand. When he found him frowning resistingly, he whispered with a smile: “Hold it up, or you will look very serious strange.”
Fan Jialuo’s slightly frowned eyebrows stretched out immediately, holding this glass of champagne in an elegant posture.
Song Rui raised his jaw in the direction of Song Zicheng, and whispered: “I guess he is texting my uncle, they must be saying that I am a born bad seed.” There is nothing to hide from Vanguard, he in the end No matter what it is, no one knows it better than Van Gogh. The first time they met, they were struggling with each other, dismantling each other, and attacking each other, and now it is still vivid and funny.
So Song Rui thought about it and smiled, his eyes shining with joy.
“You are not a born bad seed, you are just a soul burning in anger.” Van Gogh looked at him deeply and continued: “I don’t think it seems good to let you stand here alone, so I came here . “
Suddenly, Song Rui didn’t know what to say, and there was no way to look at the dark and deep eyes of the youth. The other party seemed to be surprised that a born bad heartless creature would be at a loss.
Song Rui can only turn his attention once again and look in another direction.
Van Gogh did not know how messy Dr. Song’s mind was. Under non-urgent circumstances, he never deliberately tapped into one’s inner emotions. He looked at the scene where he was busy with entertainment but smiled frequently at himself, and then looked at the most popular person, and asked in a low voice: “Do you know Vatican Triumph?”
“Recognize, we have cooperated while abroad.” Song Rui immediately returned to normal, raised his eyebrows and said: “Are you coming to him?”
“Yes,” Van Gollo naturally touched Dr. Song’s arm and asked logically: “Come on, let me introduce you.”
“Okay.” Song Rui put down the champagne and helped the young man’s shoulder to walk over. The previous frantic and weird confusion, all disappeared under the other party’s unobtrusive behavior, and the indescribable joy poured into Come up and wrap his soul that tears every moment.
Van Gaal was also the grandfather of the Van Gogh family, so when he and Van Gogh appeared on the same occasion, they had already attracted the attention of many people. Those who once stomped him now wanted to give him a dismounted horse, so that he could completely draw a line with him, and use this to reach the Vatican. After all, the Vatican Triumph has the ability to have a way and can take them to make a fortune, unlike the Vatican.
“It seems that there are many people who want to take you as a name.” Song Rui whispered in the ear of the youth, but did not ask him too much about why he came to Fan Kaixuan.
Van Gaal did not respond, but looked at the man standing in the crowd with dark eyes. His physique is very tall, and his appearance is also extraordinary. His dark eyebrows, narrow eyes, tall noses, and sharp face lines, without DNA testing, only looking at his appearance, the world can be 100% sure of him. Relationship with Fan Luoshan. Their father and son seemed to be carved in a mold, but his aura was stronger and more majestic, and his age of twenty-six or seven was enough to overwhelm a large number of business giants.
His return can undoubtedly bring the Fanjia to another height. He also seemed to notice the approach of Van Gogh, so he looked at him expressionlessly, with cold and sharp light in his amber eyes.
Without waiting for his mouth to signal, a man with a grandiose appearance hanged out and stopped Vangaro ’s way: “Princess Brahma, I heard that you changed your career as a psychic? Or do you tell me fortune telling? ? I’ll give you money. “He drew out a few new banknotes from his wallet and crackled.
All the people around gave out contemptuous laughter and looked at the former Fanjia Major with gloating eyes. They really don’t understand why this person appeared here and took the initiative to come to the door to find humiliation. Is their brain broken?
Van Gaal’s eyes were always on Van Gogh’s triumph, and he didn’t put grandiose men in his eyes. He said lightly: “Okay, I’ll figure it out for you.” The words dropped his hand in front of the man’s face, his eyes closed for a moment, and his voice slowly portrayed a picture: “You are standing in a place full of sunset, On the French balcony with many red roses in bloom, a white gold-lined veil flew behind you, sending a slightly sweet fragrance, and then a pair of soft and slender arms wrap around your armpits Hug … “
The people around were still laughing, but the grandiose man’s face began to become stiff, and then he appeared panic. He wanted to yell and say nothing, his lips wriggled a few times but he couldn’t make a sound. When this man’s hand was suspended in front of his eyes, he had been unknowingly deprived of his ability to express anger in words.
It was not until this time that the man realized clearly that Van Gogh was not a superb trickster at all, he was a genuine psychic!
A woman in a Chinese dress standing behind a grandiose man who smiled happily also gradually realized what he had done, contemptuously converging, and instead clenched his fists, waiting breathlessly for the young man’s next words.
Fangallo hooked his lips, and his voice became softer: “You kissed her over your head, biting her ear to call her baby, full of passionate love. But you know this is not a cathartic good. Time, so you let her wait for you at home obediently. She agreed, kissed you reluctantly from behind, pretended to help you organize the collar when she left, but actually left a bright red lip mark on the inside of the collar. She knows you ‘S fiancee’s noble status will certainly not help you wash your clothes. This kiss will always be a secret, but it is also a manifesto that she vaguely took possession of you. “
Fangallo opened his eyes, took the bill from the grandiose man, and nodded with a smile: “Thanks for your patronage.”
The woman in the Chinese dress strode to the man’s stride, opened his collar and looked, and then a huge slap fan passed.
A crackling sound stunned all the people who watched the excitement, and they all said in horror: I rely on, this **** can also be calculated by fortune telling? How is this different from watching a live broadcast?