Chapter 41

Fu Zhen went back to the bedroom, drank a glass of milk from the cupboard at the head of the bed, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he came back, he lay down on the bed, closed his eyes and prepared to go to bed.

Jiang Hengshu, who was in the study, received a phone call from Mrs. Jiang shortly after Fu Zhen left. This time, Mrs. Jiang was different from usual. She did not ask him when he came home, but asked him: "Hengshu, I heard your grandfather Qin say that you took your male friend to the hospital. What's wrong with him?"

Jiang Hengshu doesn't know why. He doesn't like to go to his own hospital. What can be solved in the municipal hospital is solved in the municipal hospital. Unless there is an unknown disease, he may choose to be treated in Jiang's hospital.

She just called the doctor who gave Fu Zhen treatment that day. As a result, the other side always quarreled with her. Gu left and right talked about him. In the end, she couldn't say anything. Let her ask Jiang Hengshu by herself.

As soon as Mrs. Jiang heard this, her heart suddenly cooled. She thought that the boy Jiang Hengshu liked would not really have any bad disease. Hengshu's child was still a little stubborn. If he really liked that boy, she could not break them up.

Jiang Hengshu has discussed with Fu Zhen before. The Jiang family must tell him that he is bisexual. They can't take a child home in the future and tell them that they found it outside.

"He's pregnant." Jiang Hengshu replied to Mrs. Jiang.

Mrs. Jiang didn't speak for a long time. The phone was silent, only her breath could be heard.

After a long time, Mrs. Jiang finally opened her mouth. She said, "Hengshu, I remember you told me last time you went home that you are gay." Mrs. Jiang stopped for a moment and seemed to find it hard to speak. She said to Jiang Hengshu, "if you want a child, you can adopt one. Don't harm other girls."

Jiang Hengshu said to Mrs. Jiang: "he is a little special..."

"Don't tell mom that with the development of technology, men can get pregnant?" Mrs. Jiang didn't believe Jiang Hengshu's words at all.

Jiang Hengshu sighed: "he is bisexual, the child is indeed his bosom."

Mrs. Jiang was silent again. It seemed that she was thinking about the truth of Jiang Hengshu's words. After a long time, she opened her mouth to Jiang Hengshu and said, "take him to see me in a few days."

"I know."

After Jiang Hengshu hung up with Mrs. Jiang, he quickly disposed of the documents on the desk. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Fu Zhen lying in bed. He heard Jiang Hengshu open the door, opened his eyes and looked at him, smiling at him.

Jiang Hengshu came over and looked down at him: "why haven't you slept?"

Fu Zhen was very honest: "can't sleep, want to play mobile phone."

Jiang Hengshu raised his lip and said to Fu Zhen, "if you say that in order to wait for me now, I may give you my mobile phone."

Fu Zhen moved his lips. Now that he is waiting for Jiang Hengshu, he seems to have no credibility. He blinks his big wet eyes and looks at Jiang Hengshu, like a small animal abandoned by his mother. He is pitiful.

Jiang Hengshu took the mobile phone out of his coat pocket: "play less and go to bed early."

"Good." After receiving the mobile phone, Fu Zhen immediately opened his microblog. He had to see if the face in Qian was beaten up.

While Qian Zhongzhong was interviewed, the evidence that Fu Zhen had not put on the Internet was sorted out by Jiang Hengshu and released completely.

No one thought that the video was not the only evidence in Fu Zhen's hand. Otherwise, why did he let Zhao Jin hop on the Internet for so many days without taking more evidence to shoot him to death.

Among the newly released evidences, one of them clearly points out that Zhao Jin and his mistress were enjoying themselves abroad during the shooting period of chunhuashan. No matter how excited Zhao Jin and Qian Zhongzhong said, they were all in vain.

However, this evidence is not as easy as expected. It may be simple to find Zhao Jin's photos at that time, but it takes a lot of time to prove that the photos were taken. However, in the evidence shown, these are clearly presented to the netizens, and there is no doubt about it.

So netizens infer that there must be some support behind Fu Zhen, and this person is likely to be Fu Jianchen.

If Fu Zhen was really the director of the film, would the characters in the film also reveal any information? Netizens redrawn "Chunhua mountain" several times according to this guess, which really made them discover a lot of things that had not been discovered before. Chen Zhiye's life experience and Fu Jianchen's life experience coincided in a small range, and his birthday and Fu Jianchen were also coincident.

At this time, it was said that he had worked in the Fu family, and the rockery in the Fu's garden was called chunhuashan.

In this way, there is no doubt that the director of chunhuashan is indeed Fu Zhen!

Recalling that Zhao Jin said on various variety shows before that the movie "chunhuashan" reposed his missing and love for his father, the majority of netizens only felt that they would spit out the dinner overnight.Qian Zhong knew nothing about it. He was still talking and laughing in front of the host. Most of the audience below knew the truth. Just now they were clapping and ha ha ha with Qian Zhong. Now they are indifferent and just want to see how Qian Zhong can perform next.

Later, netizens completely regarded today's interview as a joke. Someone secretly took out the mobile phone video and gave it to the netizens who did not arrive at the scene.

In sexy money, online slapping!

If he said that the director of chunhuashan was not Fu Zhen, I might believe it. He still had to emphasize that the director was Zhao Jin. Didn't he feel blushed when he said that!

……

However, Qian still doesn't know that the future he wants has been completely destroyed. After that, if Mars did not hit the earth, it is estimated that there would be no possibility of turning over.

When Jiang Hengshu came out of the bathroom, Fu Zhen had already turned off his mobile phone and put it on the cabinet at the head of the bed. He seemed to be sleeping on his side. However, his eyes, which were shaking like butterfly wings, betrayed him.

Jiang Hengshu laughed silently. He opened the quilt and lay down beside Fu Zhen. He patted Fu Zhen twice with his palm on his back, "sleep."

Fu Zhen's head rubbed against Jiang Hengshu's neck socket. Jiang Hengshu turned off the bedside lamp, and soon only Fu Zhen's even breath was left in his ear.

A good night's dream.

……

Today is the 23rd of January. Tang's wedding is held today in the estate of Easton, where Tang told Fu Zhen.

Although Tang wanwan didn't know what his psychology was, he sent an invitation to Fu Zhen some time ago, but Fu Zhen thought that he had nothing to do with Tang's, and there was no need to attend her wedding. It would be better to draw two colorful decorations or draw a sketch for Jiang Hengshu.

The morning sun shines in through the glass window, and the carved bed curtain is covered with mottled silhouettes on the beige floor. Fu Zhen sits on the thick carpet with his Sketchpad in his hand, holding the brush and concentrating on completing the picture in his hand. His hair is hanging down in front of his forehead, and the shadow falls on the painting board, which seems to have cut the person on the painting from the middle.

He finished the two color illustrations in hand and prepared to take on a few more portraits. He could make money and be more relaxed.

The court will have to wait at least 10 days for a court session, and the Spring Festival will be held in a few days. Therefore, it is likely that the case will not be heard until next year. It is estimated that the money will not be put into his pocket for a long time.

"What's next?" Jiang Hengshu asked his father for a day's leave, accompanied Fu Zhen at home, and put on all kinds of movements to make a model for him.

Fu Zhen stopped his movements, tilted his head and thought about it carefully. He replied, "if I have enough money, I want to restart the Shazhou chronicle."

Jiang Hengshu did not see the Shazhou chronicle, but in those years abroad, Wang Tong mentioned this cartoon around him. Every time he talked about it, rainbow farted one after another. He said that "Shazhou Chronicle" was the light of domestic animation and the hope of the rise of animation. However, every time he talked about this animation, Wang Tong's son-in-law boss ran away with his sister-in-law As an end.

He didn't think that the producer of this animation would be Fu Zhen. To be exact, he had never had such association.

Jiang Hengshu said with a smile, "it's really great!"

Fu Zhen always felt that he was being coaxed by Jiang Hengshu as a child and blushed shyly. His health was not very good, and now he is pregnant again. He has been painting all morning. Jiang Hengshu tells Fu Zhen, "don't be too tired."

"I know that." Fu Zhen was as good as a stream. He immediately put down his digital board and pushed the computer aside.

"By the way," Jiang Hengshu suddenly thought of something. He told Fu Zhen, "my mother wants to see you."

Fu Zhen suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiangjiang Hengshu. Behind Jiang Hengshu, countless small particles were slowly floating in the golden sun. Jiang Hengshu's blue eyes were as calm as a bay of lake water.

There was a small buzz in his ear from the depths of the world. Fu Zhen looked at Jiang Hengshu for a long time. He did not think that Jiang Hengshu had come out of the closet with his family, nor did he expect that he would meet Jiang Hengshu's parents so soon.

He clenched his hands into fists and loosened them. He was so nervous that he asked Jiang Hengshu after a long time: "do they all know?"

Jiang Hengshu squatted down and looked flat with Fu Zhen: "now only my mother knows."

Fu Zhen felt that his face was a little hot. His mouth opened and closed, but he only said one word: "she..."

Jiang Hengshu understood Fu Zhen's unfinished words. He comforted Fu Zhen and said, "she will like you, so..." Jiang Hengshu plucked out a little bit of hair in front of Fu Zhen's forehead and asked him softly, "are you free recently?"