Shang Jing was speechless for a moment, and stopped making senseless resistance, lest He Jiang really buy a shield.

Humph, although he is reluctant to spend money to buy data, he can even connect his employer's WiFi to a tutor tomorrow!

Being so itchy that he couldn't sleep because of the game, Shang Jing rolled around on the bed, and He Jiang was the big villain who prevented him from restoring his memory.

The WeChat prompt sounded suddenly.

Shang Jing added a total of five people, He Jiang, Xiao Bei, Sister Lin, Dr. Fu, and the security guard who just added when he came back today.

It's too important to add a security guard. If there is anything in the future, he can be notified directly without going through He Jiang, lest he be scolded by He Jiang again as an idiot.

It must be He Jiang who contacted him at this time, maybe he was here to show off his foresight to unplug the router.

Shang Jing thought about the counterattack in his heart, and turned on his mobile phone with confidence.

Not He Jiang.

A group chat popped up out of nowhere, and the moment he saw the group name, Shang Jing curled his toes and grabbed the sheets uncontrollably.

[Desperate Wife Alliance]

- Yang Yue's fiancee: @He Jiangwife, have you quarreled with He Jiang and made up?

What group is this? When did he join the group? At the beginning, his WeChat did not have any contacts or group chats, and only followed the gossip official account and the He Jiang support club.

Shang Jing didn't dare to reply. After thinking for a while, he realized that this group was added before he lost his memory, but he didn't save it to the address book. If he deleted it, he couldn't see it. .

There are three people in the group. The IDs are Yang Yue's fiancee, Cen Feinuo's mysterious girlfriend, and his wife He Jiang.

Judging from the format, Shangjing speculates that the other two prefixes are also big stars.

Shangjing went to search for the three of them, and sure enough, they debuted in the same TV series.

The most important thing is that on Wikipedia, these three are single and have no relationship with anyone.

However, in this group, everyone has an object.

Shang Jing frowned and found that there was a group announcement. He spent three minutes reading it and summed up the key points.

It turned out that the other two group members, like him, were undisclosed but together lovers of Yang Yue and Cen Feinuo.

By chance, they learned of each other's existence, shared the same illness, shared the same spirit, overcome all difficulties, pulled a group of three, and worked together to fight for official announcement.

"Husbands are secretive and secretive, but they don't know that the wives have united! Please delete the chat records in time, protect the sex, and prevent leaks!"

Shang Jing: "..."

Good guy, there are no vegetarians in the entertainment industry.

The three fox friends and dog friends are all well-dressed and beasts.

Shangjing saves the group to the address book, and remarks the name as "fruit wholesale".

There is no chat record. Shang Jing doesn't know how much they communicated before. "Yang Yue's fiancee" should be asking about the previous quarrel between him and He Jiang because of wearing shorts.

He replied briefly: Temporarily reconciled.

We can't talk about planning to get a divorce, who knows how serious they are.

-Yang Yue's fiancee: That's good, we're not all used to it, and we'll pass it with patience.

Shang Jing clenched his phone tightly, the phrase "we're not all used to it" is too sad, isn't it?

He jumped out of the fire pit because of amnesia, but there are other obsessive people in this world.

Business View Reply: What is a habit? Twenty-one days can form a habit, why can't we cultivate theirs?

-Yang Yue's fiancee: Did you change the character? ? ?

Shang Jing: "..." Was his previous image of licking dogs so popular? As long as one sentence is wrong, it can be seen by the other party that there is a problem.

He mumbled: Well, some new perspectives on life.

- Yang Yue's fiancee: agree, support.

-Cen Fino's Mysterious Girlfriend: Support!

The third group friend also appeared, and Shang Jing was suddenly a little embarrassed.

Was his speech in the group in the past, the style of the grumpy woman in the diary? So as soon as he changes, the whole group immediately supports him?

Once he thought of this, Shang Jing suddenly seemed to face two elementary school classmates who had seen him with zero marks in the test, and his cheeks rubbed red.

Shang Jingdao: Recently, want to be more and more open. What does your boyfriend do to appease you?

Like a house or a car.

Shang Jing couldn't wait to investigate the samples. He Jiang is so rich, can't he give less than his former colleagues? He had a number in mind.

-Yang Yue's fiancee: We have already met the parents, and this is the greatest guarantee.

-Cen Fino's mysterious girlfriend: Mr. Cen is super nice! His personality is the guarantee! My phone was out of power, and he lent me the phone today to watch the video for a while.

Shang Jing: "..." He has met his parents and played with He Jiang's mobile phone, but he still thinks He Jiang is a scumbag.

The little girls are too deep!

Shang Jing withdrew with a heavy heart. It seems that he is the only one in this group who has not forgotten his original intention. He still remembers that the goal of the group is official announcement. Forward to the group.

Do good every day.

The next day, the studio worked overtime and finally came out with an initial contract. The contract stipulated that all affairs during the time when Shangjing participated in the variety show would be represented by the studio until one month after the show ended.

In addition, the studio has already contacted the variety show project. The director learned that He Jiang was airborne with funds and contacts, and was so excited that he almost fell ill. He quickly sent a contract template with a large blank clause on it, and He Jiang was free to increase or decrease it.

He Jiang first signed the agency contract with Shang Jing.

Business Jing turned over the contract and read it page by page. The contracts of capitalists are full of pitfalls, and they must not be careless.

Turning to the end, Shang Jing didn't see any fame, he saw that the penalty was only 1,000, so he wrote his name upright.

He Jiang: "Look at the variety show contract first, and tell me if you think you need to change it."

Shang Jing: "Do you want to sign this one too?"

He Jiang: "Yes."

Shang Jing: "Then I'll be the same as you."

Hearing that Cen Feinuo and Yang Yue were also planning to invite, Shang Jing thought to himself that the relationship between these three people was really good, so he reached out to He Jiang: "Give me the phone numbers of these two people.

Shangjing was extremely embarrassed when he checked the head of the He family's parents last time. He will have to change the target next time. Well, these two are good.

He Jiang asked for the last time, "Do you really plan to go to a variety show with me? My identity is not suitable for such jokes.

Shang Jing: "Yeah!"

He Jiang solemnly solicited opinions: "Then in what way do you think it is better to make it public?"

For public figures, the appropriate public way is no less than a wonderful marriage proposal. It is best to make the parties feel romantic, unforgettable, and enjoy the moment of being watched and blessed.

He Jiang was formal and sincere, but he glanced at Shang Puppy's lazy look and smiled, some people thought they were playing a house.

Shang Jingwu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he would say this question: "You write a small paper on Weibo, straight to the point, first explain your ideal type, here at least two hundred words of good words; When I met me at a turning point in my life, I would like to give an example of the similarities and differences between my ideal type and your ideal type. If you want to promote it first, you should suppress it and push up your emotions. In the end, you will feel that the ideal type is all bullshit. If you like me, you are destined at first sight. As for Who am I, I will tell them when the show comes out, leaving suspense."

"After writing it, show it to me before sending it."

He Jiang: "..."

What about writing class?

He put away the contract without a word, intending to figure it out for himself.

Shang Jing chased into the study: "What do you think? Don't take pictures first..."

He Jiang: "I have a picture of a puppy."

Shang Jing: "Alright... No, are you scolding me?"

He Jiang: "Congratulations, you heard it, hurry up to sleep, if you don't get enough sleep, the cold will not get better, and you will become stupid."

"I'm fine." Shang Jing glanced at the time, it was only half past ten, and the children went to bed at this time, but...

He nodded obediently and said, "Then I'll go to bed first."

He Jiang put the contract on the desk, took out the plan written by Shang Jing, and stared at it for a while, with a smile in his eyes.

Then he also drew up a plan for the business puppy.

The window was open, and the cold wind came in with fresh breath. He Jiang sneezed after sitting at the desk for an hour, and his temples hurt a little.

Yesterday, he ran with all his strength in the park, his back was soaking wet, and then he sat with Shang Jing on the stone by the lake and blew the cold wind. At that time, it seemed that he had caught a cold from Shang Jing.

He Jiang didn't take it seriously, but as the business situation improved, he seemed to be serious.

He closed the window, wrote for another hour, took a shower and went to bed.

The shower head opened, and suddenly a stream of cold water poured down. He Jiang then remembered that because Shang Jing stayed in the villa more often than him, today he asked someone to overhaul the electrical appliances in the whole house, but the temperature was lowered and it was not adjusted back.

Her clothes were all taken off, and He Jiang was too lazy to wait for hot water. She usually took cold showers during this season, and ice water flowed through during filming, which was really nothing.

He took a quick shower and went to bed.

Temporarily adding a variety show that he invested in and participated in, He Jiang was too busy today.

Before going to bed, he felt as if he had forgotten something, but he really couldn't remember it, and it probably didn't matter.

Shang Jing returned to his room, locked it, rolled into the bed, took out his mobile phone, plugged in his headphones, and clicked on the game he downloaded during the day.

Eat chicken!

The account registered with WeChat is brand new and has no equipment. In the friend list, He Jiang's current WeChat account has never played.

So which two numbers did they use before?

Shang Jing entered a game melancholy, and soon recovered his spirits.

Wow, this familiar interface, this familiar operation...

The new account system does not arrange to fight with real people, it is all man-machine games, and the operation is as simple as cutting vegetables.

Bang bang bang... Shang Jing became more and more brave, and felt that his marksmanship was really good.

After firing twenty shots from the 98k sniper rifle and killing a standing man-machine, Shang Jing whistled.

After two rounds, Shang Jing quit the game with restraint, put the phone to the pillow, and planned to sleep.

How should put it, although the game is fun, it lacks a little interaction and does not have the effect of restoring memory.

He had to find a way to get He Jiang to promise him to play games and play with him.

Shang Jing closed his eyes and planned to sleep.

bang bang bang...

The dense gunshots sounded in the ears as if the cycle button was pressed, and the sound was more than a shock, like a signal that pierced the tranquility, and was about to release a beast full of fangs.

An hour later, Shang Jing turned over.

Isn't that so, didn't you just play two rounds secretly and get so excited that you couldn't sleep?

Three hours later, Shang Jing sat up and pressed his throbbing chest. Could it be because he was playing games with He Jiang on his back and felt humiliated and flustered?

Who raised his moral standards?

When he closed his eyes, he felt the sound of gunfire echoing in the empty villa. He was so flustered that he couldn't breathe. He got out of bed and walked around twice, always feeling that someone should talk to him at this time.

I want someone to talk to him.

But He Jiang had already fallen asleep.

Even if he didn't fall asleep, he didn't dare to tell He Jiang that he couldn't fall asleep because he was too excited to play games.

Shang Jing was completely sleepless, and after walking around the bed eighty times without turning himself unconscious, he reached out and touched the door handle.

He went out to have a look, in case He Jiang didn't sleep.

The living room was silent, and the moonlight poured in from the window and fell on the white floor, cool and quiet.

At two o'clock in the night, some people were sleeping, some were insomnia, and some were yelling in the live broadcast room.

Yang Yue recently received a short video endorsement. The contract requires that a short video be uploaded at least once a week, and within seven days after the contract takes effect, live broadcast for at least three hours.

He is a night owl. When inspiration comes, it is normal to compose music overnight. After recording a song at night, he will open the live broadcast in his interest.

His live broadcast room was posted on the homepage of the APP as soon as it opened. With fans calling for friends and companions, the platform bought hot searches to attract traffic, and it gathered tens of millions of people to watch it in a short period of time.

"Yang Zai, you finally broadcast live, it's not worth it to stay in the live broadcast room for so long!"

"Sing a lullaby? I'm falling asleep!"

"The ten million endorsement fee will be changed to Getai at 2:00 in the morning, family, is this considered to be a capitalist's wool?"

Yang Yue cleared his throat: "I just finished recording the song today, so I won't sing anymore, let's play something else."

He studied it, saw a "heartbeat challenge" in the hot search, and raised his eyebrows: "Play this today!"

The so-called challenge is to live broadcast their mobile phone interface, and any incoming WeChat text messages and calls must be answered in public.

When a popular star is playing, it is a heartbeat. So far, no one dares to be as bold as Yang Yue.

Yang Yue showed his mobile phone: "My family can see it clearly, WiFi and data are all connected, and there is no whitelist set up. To start, let's play for three hours."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yue set the caller to not display the number, put the mobile phone under the camera, and picked up a detective novel to read.

"Know you're out of sex, next."

"As soon as you speak, you know it's an innocent big boy! There's no shame in your phone!"

"From two to five in the morning, do you dare to play at another time! The ghost is calling you at this time?"

"Change time +1"

"This is the most boring and exciting game I've ever seen in a live studio."

"Mr. Cen called you!"

"Don't take anyone else to thank you, Cen Fino is in my bed."

"..."

Yang Yue occasionally glanced at the barrage, answered a few questions, and ignored him when he saw He Jiang and Cen Feinuo. Even so, there were still many barrages asking the three of them if they broke up because of a woman.

Yang Yue and the others felt that true friendship does not need to appear under the camera to criticize others, and since there has been no open cooperation, they simply don't mention each other.

It's a really good game, and you can play it with a phone.

Half an hour later, it is estimated that the platform side couldn't stand it any longer, and sent a message of "invalid live broadcast deduction" to his WeChat, creating a snarky interaction.

Yang Yue picked up his mobile phone and chatted with him, causing the live broadcast room to burst into laughter.

...

At 2:30, Shang Jingguang stepped on the ground with his feet on the ground and put his ears on He Jiangmen's door, listening to the movement inside.

Cough, he pretended not to be able to sleep before, and He Jiang went to sleep with him in his room. This time he really had insomnia, so he couldn't be treated differently, right?

Shang Jing hesitated for a long time and mustered up his courage. If he is a shrew, he should be a demon in the middle of the night; if he is a sweet wife, what's wrong with whispering to her husband in the middle of the night?

Reasonable.

Shang Jing pushed open the door and saw He Jiang's figure hidden under the quilt in the dark.

He didn't disturb He Jiang's sleep, he just lay beside him to see if he would fall asleep.

As soon as Shang Jing touched the bedside, he touched He Jiang's arm, which was frighteningly hot.

what happened! Have a fever?

Shang Jing hurriedly touched He Jiang's forehead, the temperature was even higher, he turned on the bedside lamp, and saw He Jiang's face was red, obviously it was a high fever in the middle of the night.

"Wake up!" Shang Jing pushed He Jiang, "Should we go to the hospital?"

He Jiang slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Shang Jing, "What time is it?"

Its daybreak?

Shang Jing: "Two thirty in the morning."

He Jiang: "Then why are you here?"

Shang Jing changed the subject: "At this time, don't worry about why I am here, hurry up and see a doctor, or should I call 120?"

He Jiang's voice was hoarse and her head was dizzy: "It's alright, let's go after dawn, you go to bed."

Shang Jing was so anxious, his voice was full of urgency and anger: "How can I sleep, what if you burn stupid?"

Shouldn't he be a widow?

Shang Jing ran out to get a thermometer and warm water, and ran back like a gust of wind to wait on He Jiang to take her temperature.

Three minutes later, Shang Jing looked at Guang, it was almost thirty-nine, he had to go to the hospital, right! But he doesn't have a driver's license!

He Jiang was a little uncomfortable with the burning, so he lay back down after drinking water, and said, "Call Yang Yue and ask him to come pick him up."

Yang Yue probably didn't sleep at this point, and it only took ten minutes to come here.

Shang Jing: "Oh oh good!"

He just recorded Yang Yue's cell phone number today and dialed it without thinking.

"Hey, I'm He Jiang's target, He Jiang is sick..."

Studio.

Yang Yue abruptly covered the radio, and excitedly said to the camera, "Family! This is a telecommunication fraud!"

The live broadcast room became active in an instant, and the barrage was flashing. Whether it was pretending to be He Jiang's wife or telecom fraud, it was an explosive topic. Let Yang Yue tease him quickly!

"I can't laugh anymore, pretending that He Jiang's wife cheated and tricked Yang Zai!"

"There has been a leak of information about the support club before, pretending to be a celebrity wife to catch a girlfriend's fan! Yang Zai, please reflect on why you are being scammed!"

"I, Qin Shihuang, make money!"

Yang Yue lived up to the expectations and asked earnestly, "Want one hundred thousand or eighty thousand?"

Shang Jing was stunned for a moment, too polite, and even paid for the medical expenses: "How much do you take with you—"

Yang Yue: "Do you know who I am?"

He Jiang heard that the two were talking nonsense, and grabbed the phone irritably, "Stop talking nonsense, come here."

Yang Yue: "..."

I'm hanging up, family.