Xingzhou, Wen Yan was in a meeting, and his mobile phone rang suddenly.

He pressed the hang up button, but there was no tendency to stop on the other end, and after three links, the man finally answered.

"I'm sorry Mr. Wen, the matter is urgent, the news of the young master's fight can't be hidden, obviously we destroyed all the photos at that time, I don't know how there are still them, and they were all posted on the Internet." The person in charge of the public relations department reported the situation as soon as possible.

Wen Yan suspended the meeting and walked outside the door to answer the phone: "Paper can't hold the fire, exposure is not necessarily a bad thing, wait and see." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Fortunately, Jiang Xiuhe truthfully explained the situation to the program team when she signed up for Wen Qixuan, as for the netizens, sooner or later they will know the truth, Wen Qixuan is no longer a public figure, and he doesn't want to make a comeback in the future, even if the house collapses, it doesn't matter.

Roadside in Plum Village.

After Wen Qi finished preaching his story, Lu He was dumbfounded, Wen Qixuan debuted at the same time as himself, Wen Qixuan was more popular than himself at the beginning, but he faded out of the audience's sight within two years, and it turned out that his personality had changed greatly.

But when Lu He asked Wen Qixuan what happened, the boy was silent, and then changed the subject: "In short, I'm not a good person, go home." ”

Lu He heard that Wen Qixuan had several fights to help his classmates, and there were reasons for the two times he was absent from class, but Wen Qixuan didn't admit it, and insisted that he was taking the initiative to make trouble, and even proudly told Lu He that this was cool, and walked away after speaking.

At Uncle Liu's house, Lu Shaoan was so busy that he was sweating profusely, and he cleaned it for an hour, but the yard had not been cleaned up.

He pressed his sore waist and was about to take a sip of tea to rest, and when he turned on his phone, he was shocked by the automatic message pushed by the system.

#温启宣 = Plague God

Fans on his son's account have left messages:

[Lu He holds on]

[Ask the crane to stay away from the plague god]

[Hehe, don't provoke that demon king, he has mania]

[The most terrifying thing is that he has committed so many things, the outside world doesn't know about it, it's too terrifying, I'm afraid that Wen Qixuan will bully Hehe in Meicun, Hehe, you must beware of Wen Qixuan]

[It's scary that such a young child can be disguised so well, it's scary, Daddy Lu, you have to protect Hehe]

Lu Shaoan clicked on the fan screenshot and jumped up from the ground with a whoosh, "Hehe." The man hurried to find his son.

The Plum Village dump site needs to pass through the No. 2 family.

Not far from home, Lu He pushed the cart, a little absent-minded.

"Hehe, go home quickly, I'll deliver the garbage in the future." Seeing that his son was intact, Lu Shaoan breathed a sigh of relief: "You must be careful of Wen Qixuan, he is not a good thing, it has spread on the Internet, you see." ”

Lu Shaoan reminded his son.

Lu He put down the cart and flipped through the news, the plot was exactly the same as what Wen Qixuan said, but the cause of the incident was missing.

"I just met Wen Qixuan, and we played for a while." Lu Hecai didn't believe that Wen Qixuan was a plague god.

"Played for a while? You can have a snack, be friends with a bad boy, you will be taken bad, go home, and you will not be allowed to play with him in the future. Lu Shaoan ordered: "We are here to experience the characters of the new drama, are we the same as them?" Don't surrender yourself. ”

Lu He said 'oh' on his lips, but he didn't think so in his heart, he didn't agree with his father's point of view, but he understood his father's character, if he didn't agree, his father could talk for a few days.

No. 2 Grandma Deng's house.

Liang Shuang spent half an hour writing a plan, then walked out of the room to find Wen Qixuan, next, they were going to pick vegetables and cook, and after eating, they accompanied Grandma Deng to the town to sell chickens, but after looking around the yard, Liang Shuang found that the child was gone.

She wanted to ask netizens if she knew where Wen Qixuan went.

However, when she stood in front of the camera, she found that the wind direction on the barrage had changed suddenly.

[Little sister, run, Wen Qixuan is not the Wen Qixuan you think]

[Wen Qixuan is very good at fighting, did you just enter the door of the Wen family, and you don't know what happened to him before? ] It's still too late to run]

[Look at the popularity of the platform, Wen Qixuan is the first]

[I see that you are salty and eat radishes and worry about it, Liang Shuang may not know about Wen Qixuan's situation? 】

[In a large dye vat, the color is the same, there is no white]

[I originally came to see the play, but I found out that I was the clown, and the star's character design was really fake]

[What about those who call the little brother and say that he is a fan of the soft and cute little north nose? ] To slap or not to slap in the face? 】

[I still think it's normal to have conflicts with classmates at this age, just change it]

[My baby can still conflict with other children when she plays in the community playground]

[Will the conflict make the nose blue and the face swollen? 】

[Everyone chooses to watch the live broadcast, don't you know in advance that there is a problem with the guests who come to deform? ] I don't want to watch it, there's no need to scold on the barrage, the fourteen-year-old has fought twice, he wants to change, he wants to get better, shouldn't he be given a chance? 】

The barrage was quiet for a while.

Liang Shuang turned on his mobile phone and saw the news, but he was relieved.

The woman looked at the camera and said sincerely: "Everyone give Xuanxuan a chance." ”

Wen Qixuan went home and happened to hear it, and the boy didn't appreciate it at all: "Don't pretend." ”

When Liang Shuang saw his son, he took him away from the camera and let him watch the news by himself.

"If you know, you know, I didn't want to hide it, it's my dad." The boy looked indifferent.

[Did you hear that? Wen Qixuan didn't feel that he was at fault at all]

[I'm too ignorant, I don't reflect on my mistakes, but blame my parents]

[Xuanxuan didn't admit his mistake, he just said that it wasn't him who wanted to deceive everyone, it was his father, he didn't think about hiding it]

[It's not that Wen Qixuan is not given a chance, but that he can't get used to the Wen family's previous practices and treat us as fools]

【Let's go!】 】

[This wave I stand Liang Shuang, parents should not condone children with problems, Liang Shuang is right to be strict]

[Repeat the previous words: Wen Qixuan has a father, is it the stepmother's turn to point fingers? He had fought before, but since the live broadcast, there has been no problem, but Liang Shuang took the chicken feather as an arrow]

Liang Shuang no longer looks at comments on the lock screen, and her work will be questioned in the past, she has long been used to it, and she just wants to have a clear conscience.

"Take the basket and follow me to pick vegetables, Grandma Deng is catching chickens, and she will sell chickens after eating early." Liang Shuang threw Wen Qixuan an apron: "Put this on, no one will wash your clothes when they are dirty." ”

"I don't." After the incident was exposed, Wen Qixuan was even more fearless.

Liang Shuang glared at him.

Obviously, he was just staring, but why was he so weak-hearted, Wen Qixuan's eyes kept blinking: "I'm not afraid of dirty...... Well, I wear it. ”

The boy wore Grandma Deng's flower apron, followed Liang Shuang with a basket, and passed in front of the camera.

[What's the situation?] Why didn't Wen Qixuan resist? 】

[Dazzling? 】

[I knew that my little brother agreed to come over because he wanted to change it]

[Xuanxuan, the prodigal son does not change his money]

[But, why did Wen Qixuan listen to his mother so much]