Black Lotus BL PART 1 (Novel)

Chapter 42: Video Storm

Tang Shuo returned to the ward and gently closed the door, looking at Wen Niannan who was still pale on the bed, he stretched out his hand and stroked the unconscious person, his face was full of distress.

Suddenly Wen Niannan was muttering something, Tang Shuo leaned close to hear what he was saying.

"Help me... Yan Sheng... I'm so hurt... Help me..."

Tang Shuo froze in place and reached out to help Wen Niannan wipe off the cold sweat from his forehead, holding his hand against his forehead, and muttered boredly. "It's Tang Shuo...not Gu Yansheng..." Angrily lay on the bed and fell asleep.


The people at the banquet were gone, Gu Yansheng comforted Shen Luoan and sent them back.

In the study, Gu Yansheng was looking through the information Zhou Yuanfeng had given him. The information in his hand hadn't been turned for more than ten minutes. His absent-minded appearance was obviously thinking about other things.


"If you are worried about him, go and chase him back. Who are you doing this for you now?" Zhou Yuanfeng put down the book in his hand, walked to the sofa and shook his head and said.

Gu Yansheng rolled his eyes and Zhou Yuanfeng did not speak, and continued to look through the rest of the information.

The next day, Gu Yansheng drove to the company as usual. As soon as he walked into the company, he noticed that the surrounding employees were secretly watching him whispering, and a glance was swept over, and the people immediately took back their eyes in fright.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw the anxious Xiao Li at the office door. Seeing that Gu Yansheng had finally arrived, he hurried over and said, "Gu...Mr. Gu, what do you want to do about this? Do you want to take care of it?"

"What's the matter? "Gu Yansheng sat on the office chair, turned on the computer on the desk and asked faintly.

Seeing his president's face indifferent, Xiao Li felt speechless.

"That...that...someone posted a video of your birthday party on the Internet in the early morning. It was a video of you playing with Master Luo An. Master Luo An's identity was picked out because everyone recognized you in the video. The reason is that this video has been reposted a lot. It's on... it's been searched..."

Snapped!

The computer that had just been turned on was rudely shut down again. Xiao Li raised his eyes to see his president's face turned black in an instant, and was so frightened that he lowered his head for fear of affecting him.

But after a while, I didn't hear Gu Yansheng's instructions to deal with it.

"Mr. Gu, don't you care? In case it's not good to be seen by the old lady."

"No, just a trivial video." Gu Yansheng continued to look at the information on the computer nonchalantly.

"Yes, then I'll go out first."

"Wait, send me the video link."

Gu Yansheng opened the link and clicked into the video. The sound of the piano he played with Shen Luoan was heard in the video, and he was still affected by this again. The first song was amazing.

But in his opinion, apart from the amazing music, this is just an ordinary video. In the past, high school often played with Shen Luoan, so he didn't think it was special.

What Gu Yansheng didn't understand was that the focus of the hot discussion on the Internet was not the videos and songs of the ensemble, but because of him, the president of the Gu Group.

He in the video is completely different from the ones shot in the previous magazine news, which makes the brains of those who already love gossip on the Internet repaired.

[Ah, I love it, it's so sweet! ]

[This is the fairy CP, the overbearing president of Gao Leng VS the little piano prince! ]


[My God! Mr. Gu, who is famous for his tricks, would look at someone so tenderly! ]

[The person who played with Mr. Gu seems to be very popular in country Y. The song he wrote has won an award, and he seems to be called Shen Luoan. ]


[Fairy cp, fairy cp! Sisters, turn around! Hot search arrangement! ] is just a video, no one would have expected things to develop to the point where it is difficult to end later...