I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Chapter 63

On Saturday, Fu Jiujiu fell asleep again after taking a shower and having breakfast.

Lin Jun got up for the second time that day, changed his clothes again, and went to the study to handle official business.

When he got up for dinner at night, Fu Jiujiu discovered that Lin Jun had already moved all his things from his mother's side.

And across from his own study on the third floor, a separate study was prepared for him.

After dinner, Lin Jun took him to his study.

Fu Jiujiu wanted to check his email, so Lin Jun sat by the window and read a book.

The lights in the study room were bright, the floor-to-ceiling windows were half open, and the white gauze of the curtains fluttered in the wind.

Fu Jiujiu looked at the work mailbox first, and then turned his head to look at Lin Jun.

Lin Jun was wearing well-tailored trousers and a shirt, his forehead hair was hanging casually, and he lowered his head slightly, looking very quiet.

It looked different from anything Fu Jiujiu had imagined before.

But it was more perfect than anything he had ever imagined, and it made him more excited and intoxicated.

As if sensing his gaze, Lin Jun raised his eyes and looked over.

They looked at each other quietly for a moment, Fu Jiujiu smiled first, and then turned his head naturally to continue reading the email.

Compared with the work mailbox, Qing Ren's mailbox is much more complicated.

In addition to brand product information, cooperation invitations from various brands, interview invitations from many media, and invitations to settle in some live broadcast platforms.

In addition, there is an email from Lei Yin that was sent yesterday afternoon.

Fu Jiujiu opened Lei Yin's email first.

The signing date has already been set, and it will be next Tuesday.

Lei Yin's email is to prepare for a warm-up event after signing the contract.

At that time, a leading actor tentatively scheduled for the film will also be present.

This actor was chosen by Lei Yin and Fu Jiujiu before negotiating the contract. If there are no special problems, there should be no other changes when the project starts

Lei Yin hopes that Fu Jiujiu can also participate in this warm-up event.

But since he's never seen in public, check to see if his side will be there.

If Fu Jiujiu can be present, Lei Yin will arrange a signing session, and will recruit some blade-wielding fans to participate in the interaction.

Fu Jiujiu thought for a moment, then glanced sideways at Lin Jun.

Lin Jun was very involved at the moment, leaning back slightly, leaning on the back of the chair, with a slightly serious expression, very serious.

Fu Jiujiu looked at his black hair and slightly thin side face, with a joyful smile on his brows.Thoughts also jumped from very serious things to insignificant little things.

He suddenly wanted to cook braised pork for him again, and felt even more joyful at this sudden thought, as if this was the most important thing.

He turned his head to reply to the email, accepted Lei Yin's invitation, and even the sound of typing on the keyboard became clearer and more cheerful.

After processing the mail, he calmed down and drew a few frames. During this time, Lin Jun answered a work call and returned to his study for a while to deal with official business.

After that, he came back again, hugged Fu Jiujiu from behind, and kissed his side cheek.

"Sleep?" he said, as if coquettish.

Fu Jiujiu was amused, tilted her head and kissed his lips: "It's only after nine o'clock."

"Scientific research shows that people have to go to bed after eight o'clock." Lin Jun said nonsense seriously: "It's not good to stay up all night."

Fu Jiujiu laughed softly: "Then who didn't let anyone sleep last night?"

Lin Jun said in a low voice: "Of course it's you."

Fu Jiujiu was amused by his upside-down appearance, and reached out to wrap his arms around his waist.

"Go to sleep." Lin Jun said again, and began to bite his ear relentlessly.

Fu Jiujiu felt itchy, so she held back her smile and turned away, and had to compromise.

There were only the two of them in the main building at night, and everyone else lived in the annexe, so it was very quiet.

After taking a shower, Fu Jiujiu no longer wrapped herself up as tightly as before, only wearing a large T-shirt as pajamas, and walked out of the bathroom barefoot.

The thin white legs and a part of the collarbone are exposed, and some marks are still deep.

Lin Jun held his ankle, lifted the hem of his clothes, and changed his dressing, like an old man.

Then he turned off the overhead light, leaving only a small lamp by the bed.

The lights were dim, and only the two of them could be caged.

Fu Jiujiu was hugged by Lin Jun's waist, very precious, like the protagonist in a drama, cherished and living under the extremely warm light.

He couldn't help raising his head to kiss him, then quickly rolled himself into a ball and nestled into his arms.

Lin Jun's embrace was wide and warm, his heartbeat was strong and powerful, and he had his own extremely fresh smell.

It was many, many times more comfortable than any bed that Fu Jiujiu had ever slept on.

He had never slept so early before, and thought it would take him a long time to fall asleep.

But unexpectedly, in his warm embrace, he soon fell asleep.

That night, he had a dream, in which his face appeared vaguely.

The self in the dream seemed younger, about 20 years old, wearing a snow-white shirt, with sunny and gentle eyes, talking seriously.

Fu Jiujiu couldn't hear clearly, so he was a little anxious.

At this time, someone came into his sight again, it was his mother.

His mother's appearance was slightly older than he remembered, but she still looked very gentle.

She held a bowl in her hand, and there was a curl of steam coming out of the bowl. Fu Jiujiu couldn't see what was inside, but he thought it should be chicken soup wontons.

He saw his mother rubbing his dream self's head, and then the dream self kissed his mother's side cheek with great joy.

Fu Jiujiu felt very uncomfortable. Even though he was beside his mother, he still felt a pain of being abandoned. The pain was very strong, and it quickly pierced through his heart.

"Mom." He tried his best to yell, but the sound was not loud, like a cat meowing, very pitiful.

The emptiness of being abandoned made him faintly afraid, and he wanted to stretch out his arms to fish for it.

However, he only raised his arm a little before he was held under the quilt by someone holding his wrist.

"Jiu'er." Lin Jun hugged him tightly, shook him gently in his arms, and reached out to pat him on the back.

Fu Jiujiu's consciousness slowly came back, and he fell into Lin Jun's warm embrace and caring eyes, and the chill born in the dream dissipated quickly.

He sighed softly, burying his face in his chest.

"Did you dream about your mother?" Lin Jun put his hair up in the cage.

"Yeah." Fu Jiujiu raised his face, a little sweat broke out from his forehead, "I dreamed that she was still alive."

It's a bit strange to say this.

So he explained again: "I dreamed that she was still alive when I was 20 years old."

Lin Jun didn't speak, and rubbed his hair reassuringly.

"I haven't dreamed of her old man for a long time." Fu Jiujiu thought about the scene in the dream, and smiled slightly: "She is a bit older, but she is still beautiful."

He thought about it again: "She should be living a good life, and her clothes are also..."

At this point, he couldn't help but pause. Although it was just a quick glance, for professional reasons, he was very sensitive to capture that the clothes his mother was wearing were just a few limited edition items a few years ago.

Can dreams really be so detailed?

Another possibility suddenly rose in Fu Jiujiu's heart.

His lips were slightly parted, but his expression became strange.

"She is doing well, you can rest assured." Lin Jun saw that he was a little cute in a daze, so he bowed his head and kissed him very restrainedly.

Fu Jiujiu kissed him very fiercely, and hugged him tighter than ever.

On Monday, Leiyin's official Weibo released a black and white silhouette of the protagonist Chengfeng.

With text:

"I will hold hands with him and walk through the vicissitudes of life, the chaos and prosperity, and the light and shadow screen. Welcome to retweet and answer questions. There are prizes waiting for you."

The silhouette is not difficult to guess, it is the movement of riding the wind and drawing the sword.

When the black and white silhouette appeared on the screen, Lin Jun realized that this action was more like a tennis serve than he imagined.

Especially like his own serve action.

He was slightly dazed, his heart filled with joy, as if he was hiding a tacit secret, and it seemed that Fu Jiujiu had no hesitation in announcing their most intimate side to the public.

The assistant was reporting to him, and stopped while talking.

Because there was a very restrained smile on Lin Jun's face, even though he deliberately pursed his lips tightly, the smile in his eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

The assistant stopped for a full minute before Lin Jun looked away from the screen and looked up at her.

He was still smiling, and even his tone was very gentle: "Why don't you say it?"

The assistant shuddered suddenly.

The moment her boss opened his lips to speak, the dimples on his cheeks showed slightly, like a big boy in high spirits.

Let the assistant's long-exhausted spring heart sprout again.

It seems that the man with cold eyes, sharp words, sullen face from morning to night, and a forceful aura a few days ago is not this person.

"I..." The assistant stammered: "Sprouting, oh, no, that's it..."

The assistant took out a copy of the folder in her arms, quickly responded to the status very professionally, and reported the current project progress to her boss.

On the day of signing the contract, Lin Jun personally sent Fu Jiujiu to Leiyin.

And that afternoon, the Zhuquan team was also participating in the recording of a variety show.

The host's questions were very sharp. At the end of the show, she asked Zhuquan a question.

"In the past two days, a major event has happened in the animation and entertainment circles. I believe everyone already knows that it is the signing of the contract between Zhiren and Lei Yin. It is said that the film has entered the preparatory stage, and even the selection of actors has gone through a lot of trouble. Qing Ren's consent, such a high standard of treatment, is unprecedented, as comic authors, what do you think about this?"

There was a moment of silence.

Sun Hao, the youngest background renderer in the Zhuquan team, suddenly muttered in a low voice: "It's not all about unspoken rules."

His voice is very small, but because of the loudspeaker, it can still be heard by the audience.

Zhuquan immediately glared at him and quickly added many words of praise for his colleagues.

But this incident still caused some fluctuations.

Because a large part of the fans in the audience are also fans with blades.

While Zhuquan was speaking, some people had started whispering in the audience.

The only reassuring thing is that the audience is not allowed to bring mobile phones into the program site, so no audio-visual materials were recorded.

After the show ended, Zhuquan had enough good words, please the show crew must cut the part where Sun Hao spoke.

This episode was broadcast a week later. On the day of broadcast, the Zhuquan team stood in front of the TV early.

There are many differences between the shooting sequence and the playback sequence. When the program was played to No. 16 minutes, the host raised that question.

For a moment, the room was silent.

A close-up of Sun Hao appeared on the big screen, and then his lips moved slightly and he rolled his eyes with disdain: "It's not based on unspoken rules."

Not only that, the program group also took it easy and played it twice in slow motion.

Zhuquan was so angry that he punched him on the table.

For this matter, the whole team has quarreled several times.

After all, Sun Hao was young and energetic. Seeing Zhuquan's reaction, he couldn't help standing up: "One person does things and one person is in charge. At worst, I will quit the team."

Several older people hurriedly tried to persuade them.

"What is this? Are we afraid of offending FY and we will suffer from being dumb?" Sun Hao was furious: "Why don't you think about it, if he and Lin Ershao really have that kind of relationship, why don't you sell the film and television rights to him together? Is it for money? It’s different for anyone!”

There was silence at the scene, and Sun Hao said again: "That can only mean that they are over, or, for the film and television copyright, he has climbed up someone else."

Before the show was finished, it had already caused heated discussions on the Internet.

In previous interviews, Zhuquan revealed more than once that they are currently in contact with FY, and they look very confident.

I just don't know why, but it didn't work out.

After Zhiren signed the contract, Zhuquan never mentioned it again.

And Sun Hao's performance can't help but make people guess, maybe Qing Ren squeezed out the signing quota of I am a princess through some abnormal competition.

It's just that it didn't resonate with too many people.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye knows that I am a princess and the enthusiasm for holding the blade is not at the same level.

If it was a few months ago, most people would not have any special feelings if I am a princess compared myself to Blade Holder.

Only now, the pattern has long changed.

The cooperation between various high-end brands and Zhiren can be described as hard to find, and even led to many brands starting to save the country, and have established cooperative relations with NF, hoping to shorten the relationship with Fu Jiujiu in this way, hoping to reach an agreement with Zhiren as soon as possible cooperate.

Whether it is a manga or a commercial point of view, that item is already beyond the reach of me, the princess.

This is a problem that everyone can see, but I am the princess team can't see it.

I am a princess who took the initiative to engage in holding the blade at this time. In the eyes of the public, it is not only Pengci, but also a moon-level super Pengci.

Therefore, compared to the usual scandalous reviews.

This time, most people are mocking the Zhuquan team for taking the opportunity to fry themselves.

"Jealousy makes people ugly. Sun Hao rolls his eyes.jpg"

"You have self-knowledge, let me sign the sword too, it's not at the same level at all, so let's forget about each other."

"I am a princess, can the team focus on themselves? A good comic is dragged down by the team..."

"..."

After the broadcast of the show, this topic has become a trending topic.

Because Sun Hao posted on Weibo with his tuba, and there was a photo in the Weibo, which was the one where Lin Jun kissed Fu Jiujiu in the supermarket.

The photo is like a stone hammer, but it doesn't seem to explain anything.

More importantly, this was the first time that most people saw Fu Jiujiu's face. Even if it was only a small piece and they couldn't really see his face clearly, it was enough to confirm that he was extremely handsome.

"Damn it, is the green blade like this? I can do it!"

"Ah, that time when I was wearing branded clothing, I knew that my little brother was a wonderful person just by looking at his back."

"My God, please come out immediately, I want to lick my face."

"Why do you rely on talent when you can rely on looks?"

"I'm different, I have nothing, QAQ!"

"Ah, good match!"

"Mom, I have a new CP to knock on."

"KSWL!!!"

"So the unspoken rules are true?"

"..."

Rumors on the Internet are disturbing and lively.

Lin Jun drove home, went straight up to the third floor from the elevator in the garage, and pushed away Fu Jiujiu's study.

Fu Jiujiu is working at his desk.

Wearing his kitty barrettes and chewing bubble gum.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyes and spit out a huge bubble from his lips at the same time.

The bubble is super big, Fu Jiujiu probably didn't expect that he could blow such a big bubble, so he couldn't help but excitedly nodded at himself.

His eyes were wide open, almost covered by bubbles.

Lin Jun's heart suddenly stabilized, his whole heart melted, soft.

He stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and exploded the bubble.

The author has something to say: I'm too sleepy, I can't catch bugs, I feel half asleep and half awake, I finished this chapter, QAQ

No way, no matter what, I can't get black at 9

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