Chapter 38
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Song Yi was funny and angry, "you treat me as a hotel!"
Although he said that, it was impossible to ignore Gu Xingchuan. Song Yi cooked a pot of water, heated a bottle of milk and handed it to Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan did not answer, half squint eyes, "you feed me."
Seeing his drunken appearance, Song Yi didn't care about him. She pulled out a straw from the bottom of the tea table, inserted it into the mouth of the milk bottle, and handed it over.
Gu Xingchuan took the opportunity to lean over, as if the strength was drained, all the weight on Song Yi, sipped a sip of milk, extremely rogue said: "your milk is good to drink."
"Go away." Song Yi pushed his head aside. She stood up and said, "get up and take a bath. The smell of wine is all over your body."
Song Yi's bathtub is very big. When he was decorating, he thought about bringing Omega back to adjust it. He built a big bathtub with black marble, which looked very good.
They grind for a while. The water in the bathtub is already warm. Song Yi carefully turns the flower sprinklers and turns the water temperature up. He is afraid that Gu Xingchuan will get sick and depend on him.
He also wore a bathrobe, the spray of water spray everywhere, warm and wet breath on the skin, looks like water, particularly delicious, people want to take a bite.
Gu Xingchuan leaned against the door with his arm half in his arms, staring at Song Yi's ear. A drop of water rolled down his ear to the white greasy side neck. Under the bright white light in the bathroom, he looked at the water drop for a long time, and his eyes were dim.
After testing the water temperature, Song Yi opened the door to go. Gu Xingchuan hugged his waist from behind. He bit his ear, and his voice was hoarse. "Help me take a bath, Songyi."
Song Yi was startled and broke Gu Xingchuan's hand. However, the strength of the force was as strong as a bull. Song Yi also patted Gu Xingchuan's arm a few times, "don't mess around."
"It's no nonsense." Gu Xingchuan picked him up and got into the bathtub. The water overflowed and hit the tile floor with a Shua Shua.
Song Yi twists and turns, struggling to think about getting up from the bathtub. Because of the loose bathrobe, Gu Xingchuan doesn't give him any reaction time. He steps into the bathtub. He is tall and powerful. He hugs Songyi from behind like a child. He lowers his voice to Song Yi's ear and says, "this is chaos."
Song Yi regretted for the first time why he wanted to buy such a big bathtub and why he had to install such a bright light in the bathroom. Under this light, every reaction could not escape Gu Xingchuan's detection. He could only suppress it.
This posture is too dangerous. Song Yi doesn't dare to break free with too much strength. He grits his teeth and says, "I shouldn't let you in."
"You know it now." Gu Xingchuan flicked his red ear.
Song Yi was stiff and his hair was wet. Gu Xingchuan's breath was ironing his whole ears. He tried to breathe steadily. "I only know that drinking can make people lose."
Gu Xingchuan's voice issued a low smile, holding his hand and gently pinching his fingers, "it depends on who is facing."
Omega, who is pregnant, is sensitive. Song Yi hears Gu Xingchuan's slightly salty sweat. With the impulse of vitality, he makes his body sour and soft. His radar realizes that the situation is not right. In the development, the situation is not under his control.
Song Yi climbed out of the bathtub with both hands and feet, but Gu Xingchuan held it tightly. He rubbed it a few times. All of them were men. Obviously, he felt something wrong with the thing behind him. Song Yi took a deep breath and couldn't care about anything. She pushed Gu Xingchuan away. She didn't dare to look at it. She walked back to the bedroom calmly.
When Song Yi changed her clothes and was lying on her own bed, she pulled the quilt to cover her face in embarrassment, and then she felt a little secure. Gu Xingchuan was so provocative just now. He remembered what the female doctor said today.
His body is now like this. He can't help but beat Gu Xingchuan that day. At that time, the relationship between him and him will not be the same as it is now. He has become a real Pao friend.
Song Yi doesn't want to be like this. Although he can see it clearly, if a relationship only has the desire of flesh, it is too degenerate, and he will not fall into that step.
But does Song Yi have any other way? Gu Xingchuan is pestering him and consuming him. He can't get Gu Xingchuan away. Now he can only hope Gu Xingchuan is quick and impatient. He is one-sided and two broad-minded. Each is happy. He keeps his own small bottle cap well.
Song Yi thought about the West for a long time. He was very tired these days. He fell asleep in a daze. When he was half awake, his mattress sank heavily. Gu Xingchuan went to his bed naked.
"What are you doing?" Song Yi couldn't look directly at her. She pulled the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, revealing only one head.
Gu Xingchuan looked at his shrinking face, yawned and lay beside him, "I sleep."
Song Yi frowned, "my mother left, the next room is empty, you go to sleep there."
"I'm not." Gu Xingchuan put his hand on his waist and held him across the quilt. He announced with a clear voice, "this is my bed."
As for the shameless aspect, song Yidou was just about to turn over and stretch his distance. Suddenly, he felt Gu Xingchuan's arm was cold and close. His body was cold and swish, as if he had just pulled it out of the cold water. "What did you do?""A cold bath." Gu Xingchuan is not light or heavy in his waist side of the soft meat pinch a, the endless touch, "I'll let you suffocate to death."
Song Yi snorted and turned off the bedside lamp. "You deserve it."
Gu Xingchuan looks at the back of his head. In the dark space, he has a sharper sense of smell. The sweet orange bath liquid on Song Yi's body is like the best "tonic" medicine, which makes Gu Xingchuan feel hot and can't sleep at all.
Song Yi had a good sleep. The next morning, the teacher called him and asked him to tidy up. I'll see you at the "wuliqing" teahouse at noon.
The teacher sends the information of the matchmaker to Song Yi's mailbox. After dinner, Song Yi holds his notes on the dining table and opens it for a good study.
Shen Mingguo is the fourth eldest in his family. He was very famous when he was young. He was a war reporter in the counterattack war against Vietnam. He also made a lot of contributions to China.
After the end of the war, he caught up with the tide of the 1980s. Shen Mingguo was smart and flexible, and became the first batch of entrepreneurs in China. Over the years, his business grew bigger and bigger, and he had a firm foothold in the imperial capital. He could say something clean or not, and became a bridge for communication between the stage and the floor. Officials call it the intermediary, and the common people call it "white glove" in private.
Now Shen Mingguo is old. He doesn't do this anymore. He opens a teahouse by himself. The business of his family is handed over to his grandson.
Song Yi touches her chin and looks at it. Although the old man is beautiful, he is also miserable. His only son and daughter-in-law passed away in a car accident many years ago, leaving only two grandchildren, one big and one young. The three of them are now dependent on each other.
It's just that Shen Mingguo, with such great ability, why is he willing to introduce a training class for such small actors as Song Yi?
Song Yi didn't understand it. She put it down for a while and changed into a straight suit. She applied hair gel to her hair and cleaned up her beautiful strips and went out.
Gu Xingchuan wanted to go back to the brokerage company, planted him, put him off at the green tea house in the fog, saw the familiar antique signboard, and said thoughtfully, "do you see fourth master Shen?"
Song Yi nodded, a little uneasy in her heart. This kind of big people, especially the elderly, are not very easy to contact.
Gu Xingchuan looked at him, touched his jaw, and whispered, "if you have something to call me, I'll pick you up right away."
He came with Gu Shaoyuan once. At that time, Gu Shaoyuan had just returned home. Although he was influential in the lighthouse country, it was difficult to do business in China. Some people introduced Mr. Shen as a matchmaker and introduced various relationships.
Gu Xingchuan has a bad impression on that lonely old man. The circle is very complicated. If he can, he doesn't want his own people to make friends with fourth master Shen, but Song Yi is not the kind of person who listens to others.
Song Yi gently "yes." With a deep breath, he strode into the teahouse.
The fourth Lord Shen used to entertain his friends. The decoration was simple and elegant, and the fragrance was floating. On both sides of the corridor, luxurious palace lanterns were hung and carpets were spread to the end.
Bi song's woman walked out of the room and said, "I'm flattered."
"Come in!" the voice in the room was not angry.
The woman opened the door with a low eyebrow, and did not want to see much.
There was only a round mahogany table with a set of tea show cups on it. The porcelain cups were arranged in a disordered way. There was an old man in a white Tang suit sitting on the table. His face was serious, with wrinkles and gullies on his face, but his eyes were clear and bright, which was not easy to offend.
Next to him stood a middle-aged man bending over to pour tea. Listening to the sound, he raised his head and saw that Song Yi was stunned. He even forgot to do his work. The tea overflowed the cup and flowed across the table.
Fourth master Shen patted the middle-aged man's arm to remind him, showing a proud smile, "like or not?"
The middle-aged man nodded determinedly, "it's so much like!"
Song Yi was at a loss. She didn't know what riddle they were playing, so she politely said hello.
Fourth master Shen looked him up and down with a smile. Satisfied, he explained his doubts, "you have the demeanor of my youth."
Before looking at the photos have five points, now see me at least eight points.
Song Yi was flattered and climbed up the pole. "Fourth master, you are so polite. You must be more handsome when you are young."
Fourth master Shen smiles even more and makes a wink. The middle-aged man quickly pours a cup of tea to Song Yi. He looks at Song Yi all the time and is surprised.
"Fourth master, it's the same mold as you. Neither the eldest nor the second young master is like you!" the middle-aged man exclaimed, looking at Song Yi's face like a rare treasure.
Fourth master Shen said with a smile: "don't mention those two to me. The eldest is a dandy, and the second is a rubbish who can't get on the stage. None of them are like me!"
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Song Yi was funny and angry, "you treat me as a hotel!"
Although he said that, it was impossible to ignore Gu Xingchuan. Song Yi cooked a pot of water, heated a bottle of milk and handed it to Gu Xingchuan.
Gu Xingchuan did not answer, half squint eyes, "you feed me."
Seeing his drunken appearance, Song Yi didn't care about him. She pulled out a straw from the bottom of the tea table, inserted it into the mouth of the milk bottle, and handed it over.
Gu Xingchuan took the opportunity to lean over, as if the strength was drained, all the weight on Song Yi, sipped a sip of milk, extremely rogue said: "your milk is good to drink."
"Go away." Song Yi pushed his head aside. She stood up and said, "get up and take a bath. The smell of wine is all over your body."
Song Yi's bathtub is very big. When he was decorating, he thought about bringing Omega back to adjust it. He built a big bathtub with black marble, which looked very good.
They grind for a while. The water in the bathtub is already warm. Song Yi carefully turns the flower sprinklers and turns the water temperature up. He is afraid that Gu Xingchuan will get sick and depend on him.
He also wore a bathrobe, the spray of water spray everywhere, warm and wet breath on the skin, looks like water, particularly delicious, people want to take a bite.
Gu Xingchuan leaned against the door with his arm half in his arms, staring at Song Yi's ear. A drop of water rolled down his ear to the white greasy side neck. Under the bright white light in the bathroom, he looked at the water drop for a long time, and his eyes were dim.
After testing the water temperature, Song Yi opened the door to go. Gu Xingchuan hugged his waist from behind. He bit his ear, and his voice was hoarse. "Help me take a bath, Songyi."
Song Yi was startled and broke Gu Xingchuan's hand. However, the strength of the force was as strong as a bull. Song Yi also patted Gu Xingchuan's arm a few times, "don't mess around."
"It's no nonsense." Gu Xingchuan picked him up and got into the bathtub. The water overflowed and hit the tile floor with a Shua Shua.
Song Yi twists and turns, struggling to think about getting up from the bathtub. Because of the loose bathrobe, Gu Xingchuan doesn't give him any reaction time. He steps into the bathtub. He is tall and powerful. He hugs Songyi from behind like a child. He lowers his voice to Song Yi's ear and says, "this is chaos."
Song Yi regretted for the first time why he wanted to buy such a big bathtub and why he had to install such a bright light in the bathroom. Under this light, every reaction could not escape Gu Xingchuan's detection. He could only suppress it.
This posture is too dangerous. Song Yi doesn't dare to break free with too much strength. He grits his teeth and says, "I shouldn't let you in."
"You know it now." Gu Xingchuan flicked his red ear.
Song Yi was stiff and his hair was wet. Gu Xingchuan's breath was ironing his whole ears. He tried to breathe steadily. "I only know that drinking can make people lose."
Gu Xingchuan's voice issued a low smile, holding his hand and gently pinching his fingers, "it depends on who is facing."
Omega, who is pregnant, is sensitive. Song Yi hears Gu Xingchuan's slightly salty sweat. With the impulse of vitality, he makes his body sour and soft. His radar realizes that the situation is not right. In the development, the situation is not under his control.
Song Yi climbed out of the bathtub with both hands and feet, but Gu Xingchuan held it tightly. He rubbed it a few times. All of them were men. Obviously, he felt something wrong with the thing behind him. Song Yi took a deep breath and couldn't care about anything. She pushed Gu Xingchuan away. She didn't dare to look at it. She walked back to the bedroom calmly.
When Song Yi changed her clothes and was lying on her own bed, she pulled the quilt to cover her face in embarrassment, and then she felt a little secure. Gu Xingchuan was so provocative just now. He remembered what the female doctor said today.
His body is now like this. He can't help but beat Gu Xingchuan that day. At that time, the relationship between him and him will not be the same as it is now. He has become a real Pao friend.
Song Yi doesn't want to be like this. Although he can see it clearly, if a relationship only has the desire of flesh, it is too degenerate, and he will not fall into that step.
But does Song Yi have any other way? Gu Xingchuan is pestering him and consuming him. He can't get Gu Xingchuan away. Now he can only hope Gu Xingchuan is quick and impatient. He is one-sided and two broad-minded. Each is happy. He keeps his own small bottle cap well.
Song Yi thought about the West for a long time. He was very tired these days. He fell asleep in a daze. When he was half awake, his mattress sank heavily. Gu Xingchuan went to his bed naked.
"What are you doing?" Song Yi couldn't look directly at her. She pulled the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, revealing only one head.
Gu Xingchuan looked at his shrinking face, yawned and lay beside him, "I sleep."
Song Yi frowned, "my mother left, the next room is empty, you go to sleep there."
"I'm not." Gu Xingchuan put his hand on his waist and held him across the quilt. He announced with a clear voice, "this is my bed."
As for the shameless aspect, song Yidou was just about to turn over and stretch his distance. Suddenly, he felt Gu Xingchuan's arm was cold and close. His body was cold and swish, as if he had just pulled it out of the cold water. "What did you do?""A cold bath." Gu Xingchuan is not light or heavy in his waist side of the soft meat pinch a, the endless touch, "I'll let you suffocate to death."
Song Yi snorted and turned off the bedside lamp. "You deserve it."
Gu Xingchuan looks at the back of his head. In the dark space, he has a sharper sense of smell. The sweet orange bath liquid on Song Yi's body is like the best "tonic" medicine, which makes Gu Xingchuan feel hot and can't sleep at all.
Song Yi had a good sleep. The next morning, the teacher called him and asked him to tidy up. I'll see you at the "wuliqing" teahouse at noon.
The teacher sends the information of the matchmaker to Song Yi's mailbox. After dinner, Song Yi holds his notes on the dining table and opens it for a good study.
Shen Mingguo is the fourth eldest in his family. He was very famous when he was young. He was a war reporter in the counterattack war against Vietnam. He also made a lot of contributions to China.
After the end of the war, he caught up with the tide of the 1980s. Shen Mingguo was smart and flexible, and became the first batch of entrepreneurs in China. Over the years, his business grew bigger and bigger, and he had a firm foothold in the imperial capital. He could say something clean or not, and became a bridge for communication between the stage and the floor. Officials call it the intermediary, and the common people call it "white glove" in private.
Now Shen Mingguo is old. He doesn't do this anymore. He opens a teahouse by himself. The business of his family is handed over to his grandson.
Song Yi touches her chin and looks at it. Although the old man is beautiful, he is also miserable. His only son and daughter-in-law passed away in a car accident many years ago, leaving only two grandchildren, one big and one young. The three of them are now dependent on each other.
It's just that Shen Mingguo, with such great ability, why is he willing to introduce a training class for such small actors as Song Yi?
Song Yi didn't understand it. She put it down for a while and changed into a straight suit. She applied hair gel to her hair and cleaned up her beautiful strips and went out.
Gu Xingchuan wanted to go back to the brokerage company, planted him, put him off at the green tea house in the fog, saw the familiar antique signboard, and said thoughtfully, "do you see fourth master Shen?"
Song Yi nodded, a little uneasy in her heart. This kind of big people, especially the elderly, are not very easy to contact.
Gu Xingchuan looked at him, touched his jaw, and whispered, "if you have something to call me, I'll pick you up right away."
He came with Gu Shaoyuan once. At that time, Gu Shaoyuan had just returned home. Although he was influential in the lighthouse country, it was difficult to do business in China. Some people introduced Mr. Shen as a matchmaker and introduced various relationships.
Gu Xingchuan has a bad impression on that lonely old man. The circle is very complicated. If he can, he doesn't want his own people to make friends with fourth master Shen, but Song Yi is not the kind of person who listens to others.
Song Yi gently "yes." With a deep breath, he strode into the teahouse.
The fourth Lord Shen used to entertain his friends. The decoration was simple and elegant, and the fragrance was floating. On both sides of the corridor, luxurious palace lanterns were hung and carpets were spread to the end.
Bi song's woman walked out of the room and said, "I'm flattered."
"Come in!" the voice in the room was not angry.
The woman opened the door with a low eyebrow, and did not want to see much.
There was only a round mahogany table with a set of tea show cups on it. The porcelain cups were arranged in a disordered way. There was an old man in a white Tang suit sitting on the table. His face was serious, with wrinkles and gullies on his face, but his eyes were clear and bright, which was not easy to offend.
Next to him stood a middle-aged man bending over to pour tea. Listening to the sound, he raised his head and saw that Song Yi was stunned. He even forgot to do his work. The tea overflowed the cup and flowed across the table.
Fourth master Shen patted the middle-aged man's arm to remind him, showing a proud smile, "like or not?"
The middle-aged man nodded determinedly, "it's so much like!"
Song Yi was at a loss. She didn't know what riddle they were playing, so she politely said hello.
Fourth master Shen looked him up and down with a smile. Satisfied, he explained his doubts, "you have the demeanor of my youth."
Before looking at the photos have five points, now see me at least eight points.
Song Yi was flattered and climbed up the pole. "Fourth master, you are so polite. You must be more handsome when you are young."
Fourth master Shen smiles even more and makes a wink. The middle-aged man quickly pours a cup of tea to Song Yi. He looks at Song Yi all the time and is surprised.
"Fourth master, it's the same mold as you. Neither the eldest nor the second young master is like you!" the middle-aged man exclaimed, looking at Song Yi's face like a rare treasure.
Fourth master Shen said with a smile: "don't mention those two to me. The eldest is a dandy, and the second is a rubbish who can't get on the stage. None of them are like me!"
the author has something to say: the one who beats the king affects writing too much. I give up this thing, and I will not fight any more. Thank you for the little angel who cast the domineering vote or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~Thanks to the angel who threw the mine: eight tail octopus, lizziej, the author's fat time in my hand;
thanks to the angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:
the author's fat time is in my hand, QAQ 5 bottles; light rabbit 3 bottles; Yao 2 bottles; Xie Er Er, Yueying flower and bird once autumn, Langli wolf, seven yuan, eight tail octopus 1 bottle;
thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Song Yi was funny and angry, "you treat me as a hotel!" Although he said that, it was impossible to ignore Gu Xingchuan. Song Yi cooked a pot of water, heated a bottle of milk and handed it to Gu Xingchuan. Gu Xingchuan did not answer, half squint eyes, "you feed me." Seeing his drunken appearance, Song Yi didn't care about him. She pulled out a straw from the bottom of the tea table, inserted it into the mouth of the milk bottle, and handed it over. Gu Xingchuan took the opportunity to lean over, as if the strength was drained, all the weight on Song Yi, sipped a sip of milk, extremely rogue said: "your milk is good to drink." "Go away." Song Yi pushed his head aside. She stood up and said, "get up and take a bath. The smell of wine is all over your body." Song Yi's bathtub is very big. When he was decorating, he thought about bringing Omega back to adjust it. He built a big bathtub with black marble, which looked very good. They grind for a while. The water in the bathtub is already warm. Song Yi carefully turns the flower sprinklers and turns the water temperature up. He is afraid that Gu Xingchuan will get sick and depend on him. He also wore a bathrobe, the spray of water spray everywhere, warm and wet breath on the skin, looks like water, particularly delicious, people want to take a bite. Gu Xingchuan leaned against the door with his arm half in his arms, staring at Song Yi's ear. A drop of water rolled down his ear to the white greasy side neck. Under the bright white light in the bathroom, he looked at the water drop for a long time, and his eyes were dim. After testing the water temperature, Song Yi opened the door to go. Gu Xingchuan hugged his waist from behind. He bit his ear, and his voice was hoarse. "Help me take a bath, Songyi." Song Yi was startled and broke Gu Xingchuan's hand. However, the strength of the force was as strong as a bull. Song Yi also patted Gu Xingchuan's arm a few times, "don't mess around." "It's no nonsense." Gu Xingchuan picked him up and got into the bathtub. The water overflowed and hit the tile floor with a Shua Shua. Song Yi twists and turns, struggling to think about getting up from the bathtub. Because of the loose bathrobe, Gu Xingchuan doesn't give him any reaction time. He steps into the bathtub. He is tall and powerful. He hugs Songyi from behind like a child. He lowers his voice to Song Yi's ear and says, "this is chaos." Song Yi regretted for the first time why he wanted to buy such a big bathtub and why he had to install such a bright light in the bathroom. Under this light, every reaction could not escape Gu Xingchuan's detection. He could only suppress it. This posture is too dangerous. Song Yi doesn't dare to break free with too much strength. He grits his teeth and says, "I shouldn't let you in." "You know it now." Gu Xingchuan flicked his red ear. Song Yi was stiff and his hair was wet. Gu Xingchuan's breath was ironing his whole ears. He tried to breathe steadily. "I only know that drinking can make people lose." Gu Xingchuan's voice issued a low smile, holding his hand and gently pinching his fingers, "it depends on who is facing." Omega, who is pregnant, is sensitive. Song Yi hears Gu Xingchuan's slightly salty sweat. With the impulse of vitality, he makes his body sour and soft. His radar realizes that the situation is not right. In the development, the situation is not under his control. Song Yi climbed out of the bathtub with both hands and feet, but Gu Xingchuan held it tightly. He rubbed it a few times. All of them were men. Obviously, he felt something wrong with the thing behind him. Song Yi took a deep breath and couldn't care about anything. She pushed Gu Xingchuan away. She didn't dare to look at it. She walked back to the bedroom calmly. When Song Yi changed her clothes and was lying on her own bed, she pulled the quilt to cover her face in embarrassment, and then she felt a little secure. Gu Xingchuan was so provocative just now. He remembered what the female doctor said today. His body is now like this. He can't help but beat Gu Xingchuan that day. At that time, the relationship between him and him will not be the same as it is now. He has become a real Pao friend. Song Yi doesn't want to be like this. Although he can see it clearly, if a relationship only has the desire of flesh, it is too degenerate, and he will not fall into that step. But does Song Yi have any other way? Gu Xingchuan is pestering him and consuming him. He can't get Gu Xingchuan away. Now he can only hope Gu Xingchuan is quick and impatient. He is one-sided and two broad-minded. Each is happy. He keeps his own small bottle cap well. Song Yi thought about the West for a long time. He was very tired these days. He fell asleep in a daze. When he was half awake, his mattress sank heavily. Gu Xingchuan went to his bed naked. "What are you doing?" Song Yi couldn't look directly at her. She pulled the quilt and wrapped herself tightly, revealing only one head. Gu Xingchuan looked at his shrinking face, yawned and lay beside him, "I sleep." Song Yi frowned, "my mother left, the next room is empty, you go to sleep there." "I'm not." Gu Xingchuan put his hand on his waist and held him across the quilt. He announced with a clear voice, "this is my bed." As for the shameless aspect, song Yidou was just about to turn over and stretch his distance. Suddenly, he felt Gu Xingchuan's arm was cold and close. His body was cold and swish, as if he had just pulled it out of the cold water. "What did you do?""A cold bath." Gu Xingchuan is not light or heavy in his waist side of the soft meat pinch a, the endless touch, "I'll let you suffocate to death." Song Yi snorted and turned off the bedside lamp. "You deserve it." Gu Xingchuan looks at the back of his head. In the dark space, he has a sharper sense of smell. The sweet orange bath liquid on Song Yi's body is like the best "tonic" medicine, which makes Gu Xingchuan feel hot and can't sleep at all. Song Yi had a good sleep. The next morning, the teacher called him and asked him to tidy up. I'll see you at the "wuliqing" teahouse at noon. The teacher sends the information of the matchmaker to Song Yi's mailbox. After dinner, Song Yi holds his notes on the dining table and opens it for a good study. Shen Mingguo is the fourth eldest in his family. He was very famous when he was young. He was a war reporter in the counterattack war against Vietnam. He also made a lot of contributions to China. After the end of the war, he caught up with the tide of the 1980s. Shen Mingguo was smart and flexible, and became the first batch of entrepreneurs in China. Over the years, his business grew bigger and bigger, and he had a firm foothold in the imperial capital. He could say something clean or not, and became a bridge for communication between the stage and the floor. Officials call it the intermediary, and the common people call it "white glove" in private. Now Shen Mingguo is old. He doesn't do this anymore. He opens a teahouse by himself. The business of his family is handed over to his grandson. Song Yi touches her chin and looks at it. Although the old man is beautiful, he is also miserable. His only son and daughter-in-law passed away in a car accident many years ago, leaving only two grandchildren, one big and one young. The three of them are now dependent on each other. It's just that Shen Mingguo, with such great ability, why is he willing to introduce a training class for such small actors as Song Yi? Song Yi didn't understand it. She put it down for a while and changed into a straight suit. She applied hair gel to her hair and cleaned up her beautiful strips and went out. Gu Xingchuan wanted to go back to the brokerage company, planted him, put him off at the green tea house in the fog, saw the familiar antique signboard, and said thoughtfully, "do you see fourth master Shen?" Song Yi nodded, a little uneasy in her heart. This kind of big people, especially the elderly, are not very easy to contact. Gu Xingchuan looked at him, touched his jaw, and whispered, "if you have something to call me, I'll pick you up right away." He came with Gu Shaoyuan once. At that time, Gu Shaoyuan had just returned home. Although he was influential in the lighthouse country, it was difficult to do business in China. Some people introduced Mr. Shen as a matchmaker and introduced various relationships. Gu Xingchuan has a bad impression on that lonely old man. The circle is very complicated. If he can, he doesn't want his own people to make friends with fourth master Shen, but Song Yi is not the kind of person who listens to others. Song Yi gently "yes." With a deep breath, he strode into the teahouse. The fourth Lord Shen used to entertain his friends. The decoration was simple and elegant, and the fragrance was floating. On both sides of the corridor, luxurious palace lanterns were hung and carpets were spread to the end. Bi song's woman walked out of the room and said, "I'm flattered." "Come in!" the voice in the room was not angry. The woman opened the door with a low eyebrow, and did not want to see much. There was only a round mahogany table with a set of tea show cups on it. The porcelain cups were arranged in a disordered way. There was an old man in a white Tang suit sitting on the table. His face was serious, with wrinkles and gullies on his face, but his eyes were clear and bright, which was not easy to offend. Next to him stood a middle-aged man bending over to pour tea. Listening to the sound, he raised his head and saw that Song Yi was stunned. He even forgot to do his work. The tea overflowed the cup and flowed across the table. Fourth master Shen patted the middle-aged man's arm to remind him, showing a proud smile, "like or not?" The middle-aged man nodded determinedly, "it's so much like!" Song Yi was at a loss. She didn't know what riddle they were playing, so she politely said hello. Fourth master Shen looked him up and down with a smile. Satisfied, he explained his doubts, "you have the demeanor of my youth." Before looking at the photos have five points, now see me at least eight points. Song Yi was flattered and climbed up the pole. "Fourth master, you are so polite. You must be more handsome when you are young." Fourth master Shen smiles even more and makes a wink. The middle-aged man quickly pours a cup of tea to Song Yi. He looks at Song Yi all the time and is surprised. "Fourth master, it's the same mold as you. Neither the eldest nor the second young master is like you!" the middle-aged man exclaimed, looking at Song Yi's face like a rare treasure. Fourth master Shen said with a smile: "don't mention those two to me. The eldest is a dandy, and the second is a rubbish who can't get on the stage. None of them are like me!" the author has something to say: the one who beats the king affects writing too much. I give up this thing, and I will not fight any more. 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