"Sun Xingmin...not a good match." An Zhengxun said sternly, finding that his voice was a little hoarse.

Fang Minya turned her head to look at him with interest, then turned back, and mumbled softly, "Why do you have to be so handsome, it's unreasonable..."

"Ah?" An Zhengxun didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." Fang Minya smiled slightly, then turned to look at him: "Why do you say he's not a good match?"

An Zhengxun hesitated and didn't speak for a while.

"So..." Fang Minya suddenly turned to look at him with a strange look: "Are you jealous?".

An Zhengxun was silent.

"Or..." Fang Minya smiled sweetly, and her crescent eyes were so cute: "President An is looking for me today because he actually wants to get the first night right before he finds a man under his banner?"

"Pfft..." An Zhengxun choked on his own saliva, coughing and pointing at her, speechless.

Fang Minya stretched her waist, looked at the sky with a smile, and said nothing.

"I'm a little jealous." An Zhengxun finally said: "I know this jealousy is not very authentic, and I don't have the face to say it."

Fang Minya smiled and lowered her head again, her little feet rubbing against the grass, not knowing what she was thinking.

"If I'm just jealous, I won't easily speak ill of people behind their backs. That's very disrespectful." An Zhengxun said seriously: "I really think this person is not your good match."

Fang Minya finally got serious and asked again, "Why?"

"He has signed with the Hamburg team, a serious Bundesliga player, one of South Korea's pride... Your identity..." An Zhengxun said carefully: "The difference is a bit big."

Fang Minya's expression was a little gloomy, and then she smiled: "Why be so careful. Is President An not confident in the endurance of the heart created by his own products?"

An Zhengxun shook his head silently. The perception and low social status in people's eyes. But it wasn't that he could easily turn around. Son Heung-min is a top player in the country. How true can one be? He had deep doubts.

Fang Minya tilted her head to look at him: "Are you afraid that I will be played with?"

"Um……"

"What are you worried about, you are not my father."

"..."

"Either you take the first night, it's no pity, right?"

"Fang Minya!" An Zhengxun finally turned serious.

Fang Minya pursed her lips and stopped talking.

An Zhengxun took a few breaths, and his tone slowed down again: "You are not as naughty as a rabbit, and you have always been much more sensible than her, so I have not been able to play like a rabbit. But in my heart, you and the rabbit are actually There is no difference." After a pause, he solemnly added: "Really."

Fang Minya narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I am very lustful, and you all understand better than anyone else." An Zhengxun said lightly, "You are so beautiful... Normally, you would have been put in bed by me long ago. But I didn't do that, I wasn't pretending. Emperor Daode, it's not a flamboyant show, but I always feel that you are like my daughter, and I have never aroused that kind of desire."

Fang Minya was silent for a moment. Whispered: "Yes, I know. Thank you... oppa."

"I thought I could watch you fall in love. It's like a father giving his daughter a marriage." After saying this, An Zhengxun paused for a few seconds before continuing: "I don't know if it's because I think Sun Xingmin can't, or because of myself. The reason... Anyway..."

Fang Minya didn't say anything in the second half, Fang Minya knew what he wanted to say, and she was silent for a long time before she said faintly: "oppa... I'm not the equipment that you just dropped when you were fighting, and it will only feel distressed when the enemy picks it up. "

An Zhengxun was speechless.

"It doesn't matter if Sun Xingmin is sincere or if he wants to play with me... I still like him very much at the moment." Fang Minya said quietly: "What I said just now was not an angry word... If you want the first night, you can come and get it at any time, I I'll keep it for you... and my love, don't interfere."

An Zhengxun said slowly: "What if Sun Xingmin is really unreliable?"

"At that time..." Fang Minya said halfway through, and suddenly turned to a strange topic: "I suddenly hoped that I was the one who was playing the father-son game with you at that time."

A strange topic, but An Zhengxun understood.

It's me who is playing the father-son game, then I can call you a father. If I am bullied, my father will help me beat him.

So he replied slowly: "If he is really unreliable, I will make him unreliable for the rest of his life."

Fang Minya looked up at the sky and said softly, "When that day comes, I will... stop thinking about messy thoughts, because you will never allow me to think about messy thoughts again."

An Zhengxun was silent.

Fang Minya suddenly turned her head and smiled and stretched out her right hand: "Is it the first time you met? Hello, my name is Fang Minya."

The crescent moon's smiling eyes were deeply reflected in An Zhengxun's eyes, suddenly like a dream.

When he stepped into the dormitory the next day, An Zhengxun was still in a trance, and even when he saw the smiling eyes, he couldn't help but think of Fang Minya.

In any case, Fang Minya's so-called love is still going on, and An Zhengxun's promise is still to be done.

This is April 11's popular song, Girls' Generation won two consecutive championships without any pressure. According to this momentum, there is no doubt that the three consecutive championships will be capped.

In fact, in the previous life, "" has only achieved two consecutive championships in Inkigayo, and this life seems to be going to a higher level. There is no other reason, just because there is less.

This fellow was chased for tax evasion, recovered for fraudulent loans, and imposed huge fines and late payment fees. The net worth accumulated over the past ten years was almost wiped out, and he was also facing lawsuits. Visually, the shift room for a few years is inevitable.

At first, An Zhengxun didn't think that it would be good for Girls' Generation's performance if he was lying on his face, which was also a pleasant surprise. Girls' Generation's achievements were gratifying, returning to the dormitory with warm jade and fragrance, and the girls who hired Tingting were understanding, and finally the melancholy brought by Fang Minya was slightly washed away.

Climbing up from the entanglement of the pink arms of the new Yunxian CP, Girls' Generation has its own itinerary, and the returning An Zhengxun has nothing to do.

As soon as he sat in the office, he received a trans-ocean call from China.

"Zhengxun, the website is ready, just wait for the domain name to be put into trial operation."

"Uncle Song really works efficiently."

"Hehe, I'm very optimistic about this live-streaming website. It's a promising project, so I've been careful. By the way, Zhengxun, you are such a talented person, give the website a name, and get a domain name based on the name."

"Oh, the name is simple."

"Have you thought about it?"

"It's called Douyu TV."

"……What's the meaning?"

"It's nothing, just call it this."

"..."

The initial establishment of China's live broadcast website made An Zhengxun quite excited, and he began to devote himself to the new job full of energy. I hurriedly wrote the script for "My Girlfriend is a Nine-Tailed Fox" for an episode after I got the idea, and I finally started writing again.

This is a wonderful TV series. It is clearly not a script that he specially made for his subordinates, but the emotional connection with him is not lower than those of idol dramas. Once this is devoted to creation, the external disturbances will be blocked again, and every day is left to go to work and write the script~lightnovelpub.net~ After get off work to accompany the mother and child, when the ranking day comes to accompany Girls' Generation, the time is regularly busy. Passed by in a hurry, and accompany Girls' Generation to take m consecutively! The three-peat with Music Bank seems to be just a normal story, unable to arouse ripples in people's hearts.

When Pu Deshuang came in to make tea, he found that when the president got tired of writing the script and got up to take a break, he would often stand in front of the window, looking at the stone bench on the lawn outside and pondering.

On this side of the window, the president usually rarely stands. He always stands on the side of the street to watch the blue sky and white clouds, and watch the cars coming and going. That's easy to understand. What's so beautiful about the lawn in your backyard?

An Zhengxun knew that he was just looking at him with a smile, and that sentence: Hello, my name is Fang Minya.

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ps: The Minya line, which has been buried for so long, is officially opened~ By the way, I ask for a guaranteed monthly pass... I don't want Yueyue to be crushed and unable to find the north...(To be continued...)

Chapter 466 Hello, my name is Fang Minya:

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