Idol and I are the hottest in the whole network [Entertainment]

In the afternoon of the same day, Yan Si hung the small bamboo flute that Xie Zhi gave him on the canvas bag, and carried his eco-friendly canvas bag. After arriving at the airport, he transferred to the Maldives to participate in the recording of the variety show "Our Travels".

This show is a genuine variety show imported from country K. For the first filming, six guests were invited, including two members of Yan Si's group TURNON.

One is Yan Si, and the other is Wang Ping, a great beauty in his group and best friend in Yan Si's circle.

It was already late at night when Yan Si flew to the Maldives, but the shooting had already started. The photographer followed him all the way to the hotel and watched Yan Si take the luggage in.

When Yan Si came in, there was a soft sound, and Wang Ping, who was in a light sleep, woke up, with a face that was still beautiful even though he was sleeping like a chicken coop, and said softly to Yan Si:

"Dog son, call him daddy."

The hands of the photographer paused and trembled slightly.

Yan Si smiled: "Son, hurry up and get out."

Yan Si took off the small bamboo flute from the environmental protection bag and hung it on the waist bag for recording the next day, and then went to sleep in peace.

The recording started the next day, and Yan Si swaggered through the streets with his pocket on his back and his little bamboo flute hanging on his back.

Then, the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day.

On the sixth day, the shop was closed for rest, and Wang Ping, who was blind and blind, finally found Yan Si who had changed another bag while shopping, and his dangling little bamboo flute.

Wang Ping was walking on the other side of the street to eat ice cream, but in order to gossip, he crossed a street and walked to Yan Si's side.

"Hey, what is this?" Wang Ping stretched out his hand while talking, "It's pretty pretty."

Just as Wang Ping was about to reach out to Yan Si's bamboo flute, he was slapped.

Yan Si: "Don't touch your dirty hands."

"Cut." Wang Ping rolled his eyes, "My hands are still dirty, my hands are the hands of a fairy, it—"

As Wang Ping said, he looked at his hands—oh, the melted ice cream stained his hands, and they were really dirty.

"Sister Zhang Yue, can you give me a piece of paper?" Wang Ping went to ask the big sister of the same variety show with a playful smile and asked for a wet tissue, wiped his paws clean, killed him, and asked persistently when he came back, "Can I touch it now?" right?"

Yan Si smiled and shook his head resolutely: "No, that's fine."

Wang Ping: "Damn it, there's no need to be so stingy."

Yan Si: "I'm just that stingy."

Yan Si: "If I tell you not to touch it, don't touch it. Don't you understand people's words?"

Wang Ping rolled his eyes: "Okay, okay, don't touch it if you don't touch it, just forget it if you are stingy."

With that said, Wang Ping crossed another street, left Yan Si, and continued to eat his own ice cream.

But after a while, the ungrateful Wang Ping wandered back again, and continued to talk to Yan Si: "Hey, seriously, how much is this thing worth? Is it worthy of your cherishment?"

Wang Ping is indeed very eager to gossip!

After all, as a good friend in Yan Si's circle, he really didn't find that Yan Si had such a problem of not touching such good things before.

All of Turnon's family conditions are good, but Yan Si's family conditions are so good, no matter what expensive high-end or jewelry, as long as the team members like it, he will give it away or borrow it.

Throughout the history of his acquaintance with Yan Si, he has never seen anything that Yan Si does not allow others to touch.

Not to mention...

To say that this bamboo flute is rough is to exaggerate it, not to mention its special features, if someone says that it was wholesaled by Yiwu Small Commodity City, Wang Ping will believe it.

After listening to Wang Ping's words, Yan Si looked at the bamboo flute with gentle eyes.

He thought about it, and felt that it was not safe to hang it outside, so he put it inside and put it in the bag, making sure it would not fall out.

Wang Ping watched Yan Si's actions in shock.

But what was even more shocking was Yan Si's answer.

Yan Si put away the bamboo flute, patted the bag, and said to Wang Ping, "Are you asking me its price?"

Wang Ping puppy nodded.

Yan Si: "Priceless."

Wang Ping: "..."

Damn it, my best friend is probably in a relationship, right?

But the problem is, this guy only went to a campus show?According to what he babbled with himself every day, he not only made a good friend on campus, but also a man named Xie Zhi?

Is that just a pretense?

Wang Ping was puzzled.

And Yan Si's attention was no longer on this, he saw a shop selling small handicrafts on the street.

Yan Si: "Hey, I want to visit this store."

Wang Ping was lost in his thousands of thoughts, and waved his hand: "You can go shopping, I'm not your father, why do you ask me for instructions?"

Yan Si kicked Wang Ping, walked into the shop, and came out with a few small paper bags after a while.

Wang Ping was still in deep thought, just following Yan Si.

A few hours later, Wang Ping finally found out what was wrong - he looked at the pile of extra bags in his left and right hands who didn't know when, and then looked up Yan Si, who was still full of interest.

collapsed--

Wang Ping: "Are you still shopping????"

Yan Si: "What's wrong? I want to buy some clothes."

Wang Ping: "If you buy so many, even seven or eight of them are enough for one person in your class!!"

Yan Si's footsteps stopped slowly.

Wang Ping: "... Hearing about your father's education, I was inspired and decided not to buy it?"

Yan Si shook his head: "I just remembered it suddenly."

Wang Ping: "...What do you remember?"

Yan Si: "I haven't bought any gifts from my classmates yet."

Wang Ping: "..."

Then you have a great afternoon! !Walk from dawn to dusk! !Almost all the streets in Maldives have been visited by you, what the hell are you shopping for? ? ?

Wang Ping didn't collapse this time, but despair: "Then who are you buying so much for???"

Yan Si took it for granted: "Of course it is for the monitor."

Wang Ping: "You are so stupid, who likes so many junk like you???"

Yan Si looked at Wang Ping with pity, and sneered: "You are not my monitor, why doesn't he like you?"

Wang Ping: "..."

Yan Si: "Follow up with the bag, so much nonsense."

·

Just when Yan Si took his good brother and humanoid luggage machine to make a big purchase under the blue sea and blue sky of the Maldives.

Country C has already quietly entered the night. After evening self-study, Xie Zhi hid under the quilt and started the long-lost happy update.

Xie Zhi may be happy.

But his fans were not happy at all.

The campus article about Yan Si was temporarily suspended, and a new article about Yan Si was opened, with the background of ancient style and the background of the collapse of the imperial court, the grand and tragic fate of the lovers who were blocked by fate .

Life and death, missed again and again, and unforgettable love.

They are all products of Xie Zhi's revenge on society! ! ! ! !

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Comments: [Great! ! !What have you been through recently? ! !Why write this kind of thing. 】

Comments: [Don't ask, just don't ask for more blah blah blah.Tell you to urge more woo woo woo, a big guy who can shoot a knife has come. 】

Comments: [You are not Xiao Zhi Da Da, are you woo woo woo, tell me, did you kidnap him? !Give me back my little Zhida who knows how to write sweet articles, woo woo woo. 】

Comments: [I got snot and tears while watching it, although it's abusive but I still want to watch it...]

Comments: [Why is this article stuck here ahhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! !Can it be thick and long? ! !Can it be updated! ! ! 】

Wang Ping also wiped tears in front of the phone and screamed in the room: "It's too abusive!!! Why!!!!!

Yan Si was sorting and packing the things he bought today, when he was startled by Wang Ping's nervous yell, he turned to look at him.

Yan Si: "What are you doing, you scared your father to death."

Wang Ping snotted his nose and burst into tears: "I'm watching your fanfiction for you, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo to hold this big hand."

Wang Ping didn't know what crime he had committed today.

I went shopping with my friend until my leg broke, and after I came back, I wanted to watch a cookie to relax my body and mind, but when I clicked it, it was another big article that abused the body and mind, and almost cried until my heart broke.

Wang Ping really couldn't help it: "Xiao Zhi Da Da, your peerless writing style is not for writing abusive texts, oh, oh, it's because it's hard to write sweet ones, or it's not good to write cool ones."

Yan Si didn't intend to answer Wang Ping's monologue, but he seemed to hear a familiar name.

Yan Si: "Little Zhi? Who is it?"

Wang Ping shook his head and sighed, got up and showed Yan Si his mobile phone: "That's it, this is what you want to do, you say this name, you are very educated, right???"

Yan Si took a look at the lofter page that Wang Pingju gave him, and saw an account with more than [-] fans on the top of his Q-version character avatar, the name: Zhi this Yisi.

The names of him and Xie Zhi are accommodated, and they have very good meanings.

Yan Si couldn't help but smile: "This name sounds nice."

Wang Ping glanced at Yan Si, and suddenly felt that the dawn of his selling Amway seemed to have arrived. He climbed to the side of Yan Si and nodded heavily: "It's not just the name that sounds good! Xiao Zhida is good at writing, good plot, and everything! Don't you believe it?" Just watch it, try to read one, and I guarantee you will fall in love with it.”

Yan Sijing thanked Bumin: "No, I always find it weird to read my fanart and fall in love."

Wang Ping: "Hey, you just don't know how to be flexible."

Yan Si: "But..."

Wang Ping saw hope: "But!"

Yan Si: "When it comes to writing, our monitor's writing is pretty good."

Wang Ping: "..."

Yan Si: "I haven't finished telling you about our trip to the mountains last time, but he praised me for my good eyes, and he came up with a hundred words at his fingertips, which is very nice."

Wang Ping squeezed his phone and looked at Yan Si in disbelief.

Can this fucking scatter dog food? ? ? ?

What the hell are you considered top traffic? ? ?How about you fucking be an automatic dog food dispenser? ? ? ?

Wang Ping: "You're disgusting, get out of here and don't touch me."

Yan Si sneered: "Who wants to be next to you, get out, this is my bed."

Oh, it seems to be too.

Wang Ping patted his butt in disgust, feeling that he couldn't let himself be contaminated with this person's stinky dog ​​food.

With a nimble jump, Wang Ping flew back to his single bed, and at the moment when his whole body was flying in the air, he suddenly figured out something.

Oh shit……

My dog ​​son, he wouldn't... like the monitor, right? ? ?