Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob’s Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Song Yu was shocked.

Fuck.

You really shot Zhao Ziyu in your last life.

Is your boyfriend so accurate about yourself?

He held the phone and was speechless for a long time. But Xie Sui's words seemed to give him a soothing potion, which relieved his anxiety and irritability.

Xie Sui looked down and decided to preemptively. Based on his understanding of Song Yu, he was afraid that some things would kill his face, and he would not speak for a long time. He asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

Song Yu blinked, lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling of the room, his thoughts turned around.

Simply confess to him: "Remember the dreams I used to talk about?"

Xie Sui: "Yeah."

Song Yu said, "Every time I dream about it, it's your business."

Xie Sui smiled: "It's great."

Song Yu: "Not good!" What a hammer!

Xie Sui: "Well, it's me that's wrong, so you dream about me again and again."

Song Yu: "..." He tried to turn back to the subject and said, "What I dream of is the future, do you believe it?"

Xie Sui paused for a few seconds, thinking about how his reaction would be normal, and finally smiled slowly: "Is my Yu Yu so powerful?"

Song Yu: "..."

His ears are hot and his face is red again!

But after falling in love, the soul of the straight man who tried to suppress it began to vaguely start to have the impulse.

Day, let me be serious with you!

What a fool!

Song Yu said: "This dream is very long, just like a serial drama. I'm afraid I can't tell you when I call. I will tell you when you come to city a."

Xie Sui chuckled, his voice was cold, and the night was still unspeakably gentle: "Well, in exchange, I will also tell you a secret."

Song Yu's eyes widened, his heart tickling as if he had been shaved by a feather, "What is it?"

Xie Sui said, "If you tell it, it's not a secret."

Song Yu could only suppress: "Well, I'm waiting for you."

Song Yu has been ill and autistic for nearly ten years, and naturally has no friends in City A. As a sister, Song Wanying was ordered by her parents to take him everywhere.

The next day, both parents had gone to the company.

When Song Yu had breakfast, Song Wanying was feeding the parrot beside her, while feeding her instilling her native love words: "Come, read it to me, you are the joy of your youth, and the teenager you like is also you."

The macaw opened its mouth to eat, and said to her: "Nothing to do, I like you very much!"

Song Wanying laughed for a long time.

Song Yu was drinking milk next to her, listening to her scorching eyes, and felt that she was crazy.

After washing her hands, Song Wanying sat opposite Song Yu. Today she is a delicate girl, dressed up beautifully, from hairstyle to earrings to matching, to sitting in front of the mirror and tossing for two hours.

"Hurry up and accompany me to visit the class after eating."

Song Yu: "Which one?"

Song Wanying excitedly flipped out the phone and swiped it on the screen. When the screen opened was a picture of a swordsman in white, with bronzed skin and firm features, standing in the green sea of ​​bamboo forests, unspeakably chic and domineering.

"Look at your future brother-in-law!"

Song Yu: "..." How could he remember that his brother-in-law was a gentle, handsome, fair-skinned man?

But who is right about the things in the dream.

Regarding his sister's marriage, he still chose to shut up.

When she was about to leave the house, Song Wanying had to go upstairs and put on her makeup. Song Yu sat at the table and read the newspaper.

The first edition of the newspaper was actually the Xie family's business, not Xie Sinian's generation. After all, few people dared to expose this kind of grudge.

It is Xinrui, a technology company managed by Xie Sinian's eldest son Xie Mingsen as the president.

Scandals were all over the sky, first leaking personal information of customers, and then plagiarizing newly developed games by the defendant. Now there is a lot of scolding online, and the company's stock market has dropped frequently.

It seems that things have fermented for several days.

Song Yu went on Weibo.

One of the top three searches is Xinrui.

The enthusiasm has not yet dissipated. Clicking in is a passionate insult from various netizens.

Cursed Xinrui quickly went bankrupt, and the top executives quickly got out of her way.

Song Yu has no interest in this.

To be precise, he noticed that this was the name Xie Mingsen.

The expectation of netizens is going to be disappointed. It is so quick and easy to close a listed company, not to mention Xie Mingsen's backstage.

The more pressure this kind of news is, the more it will arouse public outrage, and Xie Sinian is so busy that he should not have time to take care of the eldest son's side, so let it hang on the hot search for so long.

Song Wanying went downstairs with a bright look.

Song Yu put away the newspaper, looked at her up and down, and asked, "In what capacity did you visit the class?"

Song Wanying curled up her hair and said: "It's too simple. With my excellent social skills, I got the qualification of visiting the class in the fan base of Brother Minghe. Is your sister's current personage, probably a pure and pure female college student who silently chased stars? ."

Song Yu sneered: "Pure female college student?"

Song Wanying: "That's right."

Song Yu: "What do you picture? Didn't you still want to follow the script of the domineering female president yesterday?"

Song Wanying calmly: "Picture a pure love without any substance."

Song Yu: "666."

Song Wanying fiddled with her earrings and sighed: "In the final analysis, I am too poor, and I know everything I live for. You said Dad's thinking is so old-fashioned, oh, not only him, but also him. That group of middle-aged and elderly entrepreneur friends, ha ha."

Song Yu opened her up: "If you really love him, you will sell your property. I remember when you were an adult, your grandfather gave you a house in Shui'an Mansion."

Song Wanying: "In fact, it's not about money or money. If I really spend a lot of money for him, Song Dong feels embarrassed when it is spread out, and I will have to be scolded again when I come back."

Song Yu didn't bother to complain about her, and turned back to the question of today's itinerary: "I'll follow you, then am I boring?"

He glanced at the parrot next to him in the golden sunlight, and said, "It's better to walk the bird alone."

Song Wanying was puzzled: "Is this broken parrot as good as my brother?"

The macaw is full of spirituality. Hearing Song Wanying's words, he immediately fluttered his wings, stared round his eyes and forced: "I have everything you like."

Song Yu was amused, "It's pretty amazing."

Song Wanying rolled her eyes: "What is it?"

The parrot was praised and repeated proudly.

"I have everything you like! I have everything you like!"

"Shut up, just one sentence."

The parrot did not listen: "I have everything you like!"

Song Yu sneered: "You look ugly when you do what I like."

Song Wanying: "..."

The parrot probably also noticed the bad breath, and immediately changed his words and changed the sentence: "If you are well, it will be sunny. If you are well, it will be sunny."

The weather was really good outside, sunny, and the sun fell on the unmelted snow in the garden, bright white light.

It's just that Song Yu already felt that this horrible bird was crooked, and went out with a smile, threatening directly: "One more sentence, you will not survive today."

The macaw closed its mouth spiritually.

The little princess Huayan, the chairman of Star City Entertainment, is Song Wanying's daughter. Therefore, Song Wanying took the pass issued by the fan group, but did not go on the way to follow the group.

Arrived at the studio.

Song Yu really didn't want to waste time with her here, and planned to run away when she sent her here.

However, Song Wanying yelled: "The genius Director Song is not going to watch it?"

Song Yu refused very simply: "I don't want to."

Huayan stopped her: "Don't embarrass your brother. Yu Yu doesn't chase stars. The past is so boring. Let him walk around."

Song Wanying let him go.

This place is the base of ancient style shooting.

Next to it are rockery gardens, pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, which are antique.

Song Yu is handsome, tall and long in legs. He was secretly photographed by many people along the way to guess which star he is.

Song Yu was bored and saw that he had been crazy in the class. He found a pavilion and sat down and began to reply to messages.

[Sadako does not forget the well digger: Brother Yu, how are you doing in city a! Alas, one day is like three autumns, I miss you so much now! 】

[Your husband Yu: …I finished my winter homework? ] So free.

[Sadako does not forget the well digger: No qwq, don't mention it, after I got my grades back, my dad immediately beat me up. The worst thing was that my mother caught me and finished the game all night, and she now forces me to learn how to cook with her. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i served I might as well die in a restaurant! 】

[The lights are as it used to be: hahahahahahaha, we will go to a picnic next time the class is organized. Brother Zhenzi remember to show his talents]

【Ninety-year-old sick jungler: Is it snowing in Yu Ge a? Take a picture for us to see]

[It's late: what kind of snow to shoot! Shoot people! Handsome guy! Take a selfie! 】

Song Yu ignored the booze.

He quit to want to chat with Xie Sui, and suddenly felt that someone was sitting next to him.

At the beginning of the snow, everything is fresh and cool. The person next to him, sitting over, seemed to smell like this.

Song Yu tilted his head and realized that... he was a pretty good-looking boy.

Let's go with him five to five.

Dressed very casually, and when making a call, the voice is very nice, "At the filming base of Gufeng Filming, ah, just let them come and play. My body is almost better, don't worry. Okay, you come and pick me up. "

He put down the phone and looked up at his head, which happened to meet Song Yu's eyes.

Song Yu also saw his facial features clearly.

The contours are deep, the eyes are phoenix eyes, the lips are thin, the skin is fair, there is a romantic and elegant taste, and the temperament is also distinctive. At first glance, it is a rich child.

The young man met his gaze and didn't shy away from him. He just smiled and said, "There is no one next to him. I will sit here if there is no one."

Song Yu is not a self-familiar character, and he has no enthusiasm for strangers. He replied, "No one, sit down."

After speaking, he lowered his head and continued to play with his mobile phone.

The teenager nodded politely, put the laptop on his lap, leaning against the railing of the pavilion seat, and his slender hands began to tap on the keyboard. The sound is crisp and smooth in my ears.

Song Yu began to accept Ma Xiaoding's serial complaints.

There was no time to even cut out to find Xie Sui.

[Sadako does not forget the well digger: I have only studied for three days, and my parents think I can start a teacher. Let me take care of today’s lunch! Damn! How to open the gas tank! Which way to twist! I won't even serve it! I have never used a gas tank! Your husband Yu brother]

[Sadako does not forget the well digger: Oh, oh, it's a fire, it's a fire, I twisted it right! But drain the oil first or drain the water qwq! Salt and MSG sauce and vinegar are not named! Your husband Yu brother]

[Sadako does not forget the well digger: Ah, ah, I smell a very strange smell! Is the gas tank I turned my head? The gas leaked! Ahhhhh! How to do! Am I going to be poisoned to death today! What to do with Brother Yu! ! Your husband Yu brother]

A row of exclamation marks.

Song Yu was troubled by him.

[Your husband Yu: Don’t panic, smoke a cigarette and calm down]

After he responded, he suddenly heard the sound of peeling sugar paper.

Turning his head, he found that the boy next to him tore a mint and put it in his mouth. The sight is still not far from the screen, serious and focused.