Host, You're Targeted

"You want to make me a star writer?" Gu chaoluo took Shen Chaosheng's shoulder and laughed, "forget it, brother. You and the chief editor and the chairman of the board have this time. It's better to discuss how to increase the salary and let me be moved!"

As soon as Yu Xilin listened to Gu chaoluo's irresponsible words, he hummed: "raise salary? I tell you, even if you mention 10000, in order to let you come, our chairman and editor in chief will agree! This is to pay for love

Gu chaoluo couldn't help but hold Shen Chaosheng's shoulder. "Don't say it. I'm not interested in the chief editor and the chairman of the board! I like the young, the young, the same age as me! contemporary! Do you understand? "

Yu Xilin's nest at the other end of the mobile phone buttoned his feet on the sofa, "what's the use of telling me? I don't like your model, and I don't like men, really No! How did you get to this topic? "

Yu Xilin called Gu chaoluo in order to discuss with him, or in accordance with this trend to make Gu chaoluo a real star writer, three dimensional life can be properly exposed.

Who knows when two people are chatting, he is misled by Gu chaoluo, and the topic is about sexual orientation

Yu Xilin heard Gu chaoluo chuckle and thought he had figured it out.

"I'll tell you the truth, chaoluo, you're very popular. Anyway, it's not like cats and dogs can become stars as long as they have money? Our publishing house is one of the best-known enterprises in China. Do you want to think about it? You usually write novels and then a few scripts. You really don't make so much money. You can't even afford to keep your girlfriend in the future! "

Gu chaoluo and Shen Chaosheng say hello to the security guard at the door, and continue to walk home with their brothers.

"It's OK." Gu Chao thinks that he can be raised by Shen Chaosheng's boyfriend, "I don't have a girlfriend."

Yu Xilin:

"Oh, you don't have to worry about me! I'll take care of it myself. It's just a little thing. I don't want to expose my privacy. The second dimension is the second dimension, and the third dimension is the third dimension. If I really want to be a star writer, what pen name should I take before? Forget it, I will quietly when my Gu Chao falls and the moon falls. It is a code dog who is conscientious. We are not the same. "

Yu Xilin was silent for two seconds. He knew that the things that he had decided could not be changed. After holding back for a long time, he said, "Gu chaoluo, are you sick of your brain?"

Gu Chao falls back with a light and bright smile.

"Well, forget it. If you don't want to, we just can't force you to sign you! What's more, I'm just your responsibility. Your friend is not your agent. You can solve it yourself. I'll report to your suitor! "

Gu chaoluo laughed and scolded: "go to your mother's pursuer."

Yu Xilin also said with a smile and hung up the phone.

So Shen Chaosheng and Gu chaoluo returned home.

Shen Chaosheng held Gu chaoluo, who wanted to go into the room, pinched his cheek and spoke with a little temper.

"Hello, brother, you asked me if I had been to Manzhan, and I answered you, but you still haven't answered me about drinking fake wine and taking selfie photos."

Gu chaoluo was rubbed by Shen Chaosheng and narrowed his eyes comfortably. He suddenly slapped himself in the forehead to wake himself up.

Shen Chaosheng Ha... "

Gu chaoluo reached for Shen Chaosheng's pants pocket, slid in, took out his mobile phone, and took a look at the time.

It's eight fifty in the evening.

"Oh, brother, it means literally! I'm going to drink fake wine and take a selfie. Good night, brother

With that, Gu chaoluo came into his room with a little warm milk tea and locked the door.

Half an hour later, Shen Chaosheng, who came out of the bath and put on his white clothes to draw a picture before going to bed, picked up his mobile phone and took a look.

"The user you pay special attention to has posted a micro blog. [picture] "

when Shen Chaosheng unlocked his mobile phone and checked in, he saw an extremely beautiful girl's face. The girl was wearing delicate make-up, and the black long and divergent cast off her light colored sweater. The collar bone of the sweater was white and delicate.

Microblog content: [@ moon setting: Hello everyone! I'm the moon! 】

the brush in Shen Chaosheng's hand fell to the ground, and the blue pigment slowly fainted on the white carpet in the shape of a question mark.