I earn merit in the entertainment industry

Zhou Jingyun recalled the exaggerated expression of pain on the little fool's face when he heard about the room fee.

The smile on his lips couldn't go away, "Are you afraid that it won't be worth it and you want to do more trips to 'earn it back'?"

The young man in the video has red lips and white teeth, his eyes are as bright as stars, and he is randomly wrapped in a bathrobe.

His mouth seemed to be stuffed with something, and he was mumbling and unable to speak.

Facing Zhou Jingyun's question, he nodded and shook his head, not knowing what he wanted to express.

Zhou Jingyun's eyes deepened, and after entering the door, he turned around and locked it.

He comforted softly, "Don't take a bath so late. Your blood will be boiling and you won't be able to sleep later."

The little fool has to rush back to the set tomorrow morning.

How could that room fee compare to a good night's sleep from him?

Zhan Haiyang finally finished chewing what was in his mouth and swallowed it.

"I'm not soaking in hot springs, I'm steaming."

After some exploration, he discovered that a room on the flat floor that looked like a bathroom was actually a small steam room.

After listening to his words, Zhou Jingyun saw clearly that behind the little fool, the entire wall was nailed with log strips.

"Then don't play for too long. If you have a rare chance, take a good rest."

Steaming is the same as hot springs, both make people sweat. You can't take a shower or sleep immediately after finishing.

Zhan Haiyang nodded. He had planned to go out on a whim.

The steam room installed in the house is less than two square meters.

The temperature rose quickly, and he felt that his phone was getting hot too.

He wanted to open the door further and let some air in.

I was too lazy to stand up, my butt was still stubbornly stuck on the wooden chair, and I stretched out my arms to reach the door.

He leaned over and tilted the phone lens in his hand.

When he lowered the collar of the bathrobe rudely, the exposed chest was illuminated.

Zhou Jingyun only saw the camera flicker, and it turned into the young man's smooth and plump chest.

Coincidentally, a few glistening beads of sweat slid down along with his movements.

The man paused as he walked into the room, his mind focused on the screen of his phone.

Unfortunately, Zhan Haiyang quickly sat up straight.

He also shared with Zhou Jingyun what happened after he left.

"By the way, the room service just brought some fruit. I baked some sugar oranges and they were quite delicious."

What was stuffed in his mouth just now was that sweet sugar orange.

"Is everything going well there? I checked the map. There shouldn't be any traffic jams, right?"

Zhou Jingyun, who was initially a little regretful that the beautiful scenery was fleeting, suddenly softened again.

This little idiot couldn't even lose his temper when he was left alone on the first date.

Isn't it right to complain to him a few words?

It was better for him to be alone in such a lonely big room, struggling to have fun for himself, and to care for the person who left him behind.

Then I thought about how I had traveled such a long distance and ended up attending a terrible blind date party.

Zhou Jingyun rarely apologized to others and blurted it out naturally.

"I'm sorry for leaving you alone."

The man's voice was low and sincere.

Zhan Haiyang has long been trained by his sharp teeth to have a heart as strong as an iron wall.

It was the first time I heard him say such soft words, and all the dissatisfaction I felt in my heart immediately disappeared.

Even a little blushing.

In fact, if a person is left alone in the wilderness, he will definitely be filled with resentment.

But, where he was tonight was the entire hot spring town, and even the most luxurious hotel in the entire B city.

Besides, before leaving, Zhou Jingyun also told him to call the room customer service directly if he wanted anything.

All expenses are paid by his credit card.

Zhan Haiyang's eyes turned uncomfortably.

Wisely decided: he had better not tell Zhou Jingyun that he had a great time alone just now.

"Ahem." Zhan Haiyang coughed twice and tried to change the subject.

"By the way, Director Yi called me just now and told me something."

"Huh?" Zhou Jingyun responded softly.

Five-star hotels have 24-hour heating.

When he entered the lobby, he had already felt the significant temperature difference between indoors and outdoors.

Now that you enter your room, you naturally have to take off your coat.

The man held his mobile phone in one hand and pulled off the scarf around his neck with the other hand.

Zhan Haiyang didn't pay attention at first and said to himself: "Director Yi said that he has a very good friend who is filming a variety show at the H City TV station."

"He wanted to invite me to be a flying guest in his variety show."

Zhou Jingyun moved quickly and had already hung the scarf in the closet.

Unbuttoning the collar of his shirt again.

When he went out this morning, he dressed more formally and wore a tie.

I had already taken off my tie as soon as I left the formal occasion, but the style of my clothes was really not suitable for an open neckline.

When he came out of the hot spring town, he buttoned up his collar again.

After such a meal, he urgently needed to untie himself and get some fresh air.

"Whose friend are you talking about asking you to film a variety show?"

However, what the ears heard was really unbelievable.

Zhou Jingyun's fingers stopped on the button and he forgot his movements for a moment.

"Director Yi Zhiyuan, he told me."

"Said that his friend wanted me to take two days to be a guest on the first episode of a variety show, and asked me to ask my sister Zian if that would be okay."

As Zhan Haiyang spoke, his eyes were involuntarily attracted to the man's slender fingers.

He didn't even notice that his speaking speed had slowed down a lot.

Zhou Jingyun also felt strange and asked in a slightly higher tone, "Is it Yi Zhiyuan, not Guo Wenxing?"

Director Yi Zhiyuan is famous in the industry for not liking actors asking for leave during filming.

Why would he take the initiative to set up connections and ask Zhan Haiyang to film a variety show?

How much debt does he owe to that variety show director?

If Guo Wenxing had done this kind of thing, it would be easier for him to believe it.

Zhan Haiyang's attention was still on Zhou Jingyun's hands.

The man was surprised and put his hand on his mouth, but he never made any move.

Zhan Haiyang was always worried.

Zhou Jingyun has fair skin, and today he was wearing a navy blue shirt.

The slender fingers were made even more white by the dark fabric.

Zhan Haiyang looked at it and suddenly felt that he couldn't stay in this steam room for a second.

It really makes my mouth dry.

"It's Dao Yi."

Zhan Haiyang answered absentmindedly, and this time Zhou Jingyun finally noticed something was wrong with him.

With his dull eyes, the little idiot couldn't be staring at his unbuttoning action, right?

Zhou Jingyun deliberately adjusted the position of the camera slightly.

Then he slowly started to unbutton his shirt.

One.

two.

As expected, the young man's eyes were fixed on the screen without blinking.

A playful smile appeared on Zhou Jingyun's lips, and his fingers deliberately drew a circle around the third button before unbuttoning it.

Press the button with your thumb, and the button will squeeze out of the buttonhole bit by bit.

What was originally a normal action, but because of Zhou Jingyun's ulterior motives, actually seemed to have a bit of a sentimental meaning that made people blush.

The next second, Zhou Jingyun was shocked to see a stream of bright red liquid flow out of the little fool's nose.

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Five minutes later, Zhan Haiyang lay weakly on the big bed with tissue stuffed in his nose.

Recalling Zhou Jingyun's unceremonious laughter, he felt extremely depressed:

Zhou Jingyun, don’t be the president of an entertainment company anymore.

You can go back in time to ancient times and be the head waiter in the restaurant.