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

Yan Si flew from city c where Qizhi was located to city b, and changed into a direct flight to country f at Daxing Airport. The flight lasted a total of [-] hours. When he arrived at the airport of country f, it was already [-]:[-] in the morning of city b. It's twelve o'clock at night in China.

Yan Si participated in the sports meeting all day today, and did not sleep well on the plane, but after getting off the plane, he still waited professionally for the staff in the business class and the plane to come, put on full makeup, put on the Luggage, now go out of the gate.

The shooting started from the moment of landing and leaving the customs.

From that moment on, the staff were no longer able to be on camera, and the entire variety show pursued truth, all on their own.

Yan Si pushed the suitcase and walked two steps, just as he was packing the suitcase, he suddenly stopped again.

Ji Zeyang stopped along with his footsteps, looked at him with some concern: "What's wrong?"

Yan Si: "Wait, I'll find something."

Yan Si looked at the two suitcases in his hand, not sure, then turned to look at the assistant: "Did you pack the suitcase for me?"

The assistant hurried forward and nodded: "Yes, Brother Yan, are you looking for something?"

The assistant is a young girl who has just joined the job. She hasn't adapted to the whole job yet and looks a little nervous.

Yan Si smiled at her, seeming to want her to relax a bit: "Do you still remember that I have a blue canvas bag, where did you put it?"

"It's in the green suitcase." The assistant immediately said, "Brother Yan, you told me to store this bag properly before, I'm afraid it will be crumpled, so I put it in one of your pradas."

Speaking of this, the assistant couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She was born in a very ordinary working class, and her understanding of the value of items is almost based on the price. The canvas bag looked like an ordinary handmade product, and it was because Yan Si emphasized that it should not be wrinkled, so she reluctantly found one. Prada's large bag as protection.

But now that I think about it...

This matter is obviously out of my mind!

It would be overqualified to use prada to protect things that don’t get crumpled. If the really important bag is ruined...she can’t afford to pay for a few months of salary.

But when Yan Si heard it, his brows and eyes widened, and the exhaustion from the journey seemed to be swept away. He affirmed: "Well done."

Saying that, Yan Si pulled the suitcase, skillfully retracted the lever, lifted the suitcase horizontally, and put it on the floor.

"Brother Yan, are you looking for something? I'll come." The little assistant reached out to help, but Yan Si gently blocked him.

"It's okay." Yan Si unlocked the combination lock and unzipped it, "I'll do it myself."

Everyone looked at Yan Si in a circle, watching him take out the prada from the suitcase, and then he took out some newspapers from the prada and piled them on the open suitcase.

After emptying out all the newspapers, he finally reached out and took out a canvas bag that was packed very well in a sealed bag.

Yan Si took the canvas bag very gently, as if taking out a rare treasure. After looking at it through the sealed bag for 2 minutes, Yan Si took apart the sealed bag with satisfaction, and carried the canvas bag on his left shoulder.

Ji Zeyang tilted his mouth and couldn't help but say, "Are you sure you want to recite this?"

Yan Si zipped the suitcase: "What's so uncertain about this?"

Ji Zeyang: "This doesn't match your clothes..."

The prada just now was pretty good, but Yan Si's well-matched famous brand and this elementary school student's handmade backpack are really not right anywhere.

Yan Si had already pulled the suitcase, and stood it up again. Hearing this, he glanced at Ji Zeyang and said, "Why can't it fit? This is a work of art, brother, do you understand art?"

Sorry, I really don't understand this kind of art.

The corner of Ji Zeyang's mouth twitched, and in the end, the uncle Yan Si could only go.

"I'm going to leave the customs right now, and it's up to you from now on." Ji Zeyang changed the subject.

"Don't worry." Yan Si said, "I won't embarrass you."

After saying this, Yan Si put the two large suitcases together with his right hand, pushed the suitcase with one hand, and put his left hand on his canvas bag, and stepped out of the customs in good spirits.

Holding the canvas bag given to him by Xie Zhi, Yan Si walked around in front of the photographers waiting outside the customs in all directions, ensuring that the scene with this bag from the whole body to the half body, from the panorama to the features, was all there. Then he got into the car sent to pick him up.

The place he was going to was in a small town in country f. When the car arrived at the town, it was already two o'clock in the morning at night.

Yan Si carried the suitcase to the second floor of the B&B, and as soon as he turned on the light in the room, he saw a human-shaped pig sleeping on the bed by the window—Wang Ping lying on the bed with his hands spread out, sound asleep.

Yan Si threw the suitcase to the corner, walked over, kicked Wang Ping's ass, and woke him up intimately.

Wang Ping was having a sweet dream when he was kicked awake by Yan Si. When he woke up and saw that it was this idiot, he was so angry: "Are you sick?"

Yan Si took a hanger, hung his canvas bag on the hanger with two straps, looked at it for a while, and looked back at Wang Ping:

"Sleep before your father comes back, Nizi, it's really outrageous!"

Wang Ping was so angry that he almost died on the spot. In order to go to Qizhi to see Xie Zhi today, he came here at most an hour earlier than Yan Si, and was kicked up just as soon as he fell asleep.

Yan Si is so compelling, it is simply unreasonable!

Wang Ping: "Son of a dog, do you know that for your father, I—"

Wang Ping's words stopped abruptly, and he swallowed the following half of the sentence "How far I ran to see your race".

Yan Si hung the canvas bag on the clothesline, turned around suspiciously: "You for me?"

There are too many unspeakable secrets involved.

Wang Ping pretended to be angry, lifted the quilt to cover his head, and said guiltily, "Don't worry about your father, he's asleep."

The moment the quilt was lifted and landed in front of his head, the dazed Wang Ping seemed to see Yan Si hanging a bag on the clothesline.

But the next moment, Wang Ping fell into a deep sleep.

As if to make up for the fact that Wang Ping didn't see clearly what kind of bag he was last night, Yan Si spared no effort to show off his backpack to the camera for the whole day of filming the next day.

From grocery shopping to shopping, all kinds of reciting methods are used to the extreme.

Finally succeeded in attracting the attention of Xiao Xiaoxiao, a popular floret on the same program, Xiao Xiaoxiao came over with a smile and asked Yan Si: "Yan Si, this bag is quite special, it seems to be handmade?"

Yan Si had a good impression of everyone who talked about this bag, and responded: "Yes, it is handmade, unique in the world."

Xiao Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly: "It's so beautiful, the artist's work?"

Yan Si: "Well, the most powerful artist in the world."

Wang Ping was negotiating with an old man selling tomatoes, when he heard this sentence, he turned around suddenly.

Wang Ping felt that he seemed to have guessed who the artist was.

Xiao Xiaoxiao and his concerns were surprisingly the same. She dimpled from a smile and asked again: "What artist? Can you tell me? I also want to buy a bag from him."

Wang Ping pricked up his ears.

"Private collection of artists." Yan Si said indifferently, "No rumors."

hehe.Wang Ping put the tomato back in his hand.

It's not rumored about your sister, do you think I don't know if you say that, is this bag given to you by Xie Zhi? ? ?

In the end, Wang Ping still bought two tomatoes, because the old tomato seller also said: "Don't ask if you don't sell them, buy them when you pick them up."

It is indeed very similar to the dog Yan Si's "No rumors".

The two tomato program groups did not pay the bills. Wang Ping lost a day's wages for buying two tomatoes. He was so distressed that he burst into tears. He washed the tomatoes and gave one and a half to everyone. The remaining half was brought in and shared with Yan Si. .

The moment Wang Ping entered the door, he saw Yan Si standing next to the clothesline where his bag was hanging, ironing it carefully with a small iron.

An iron can blind a dog's eyes.

Wang Ping expressed great doubts about this unfair world.

He went out silently with the tomato, and re-entered after a while, Yan Si had put away the iron and moved the canvas bag to another more ventilated place.

Wang Ping felt that his teeth were sore, he called out Yan Si, and motioned him to look at his mouth: "Is this bag Xie Zhi gave you?"

Yan Si had never practiced lip language, so he rolled his eyes at Wang Ping's unnecessary behavior, and asked, "What are you doing, have you been banned?"

Wang Ping: "..."

It's really good intentions to treat you like a donkey, and want to keep a secret for you in front of the camera.

Wang Ping put the tomato heavily on the bedside table.

Wang Ping: "I understand that people don't speak secretly."

Yan Si: "Well, I, Sasuke, don't speak secretly."

In the room, a gust of cold wind with snowflakes passed by wantonly.

Wang Ping was silent for a while, and communicated with Yan Si with difficulty: "So, this bag was given to you by... the squad leader?"

Yan Si's eyes lit up when he heard Wang Ping's words, and he finally got a little interested: "Did you see it?"

Blind people can't see it!

Yan Si, this dog is really stuck in the mud and doesn't know it...

Wang Ping sighed heavily, sat on the bed opposite Yan Si, thought for a while, and when he spoke, he was very earnest in foreign language.

Wang Ping: "Yan Si, I have something to tell you."

Wang Ping's earnestness had nothing to do with Yan Si's affairs. He sat down and opened WeChat, and was about to send something to Xie Zhi. After typing two lines, he didn't hear Wang Ping's words at all, and said directly: "I also have something to tell you .”

After saying this simple prologue, Yan Si directly snatched Wang Ping's words, and began to forcibly indoctrinate Wang Ping with his own story.

The first story is about how Yan Si helped Xie Zhi solve the problem that his classmates were unwilling to sign up.

The second story is how Xie Zhi wrote him a small note and asked him to participate in a three-legged trip together.

After Yan Si finished all this, he made a conclusion: "Our monitor, isn't he cute?"

Wang Ping was about to nod after being slapped on the face by the rain of dog food.

However—a friend's wife should not be bullied is Wang Ping's principle. Under this principle, he maintained his final sobriety and reason. With the help of this reason, Wang Ping discovered something wrong in the story.

"You...don't you really think there's something wrong here?" Wang Ping went to cover the camera first, turned off the microphone, and then came back to say.

"Why did you cover the camera? People all over the country know that I'm recording a show with Xie." Yan Si was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"You just said that you helped him solve the problem that his classmates didn't want to participate in the project?"

Yan Si: "Yes."

Wang Ping: "No, it's right here!"

Wang Ping: "You can help him solve the problem this time, but what about the future? What about the future?"

After Wang Ping finished his conclusion, he immediately quoted examples and quoted extensively, trying to pull Yan Si back from the wrong path: "For example, you see, brother Cheng Feng taught us to dance, it was all about teaching, and he never taught us all. A finished dance, right?"

As the saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him fish.

Yan Si can't stay by Xie Zhi's side for the rest of his life. It is true that he used his ability to help Xie Zhi solve the problem this time, but what about next time?What about next time?

Yan Si glanced at Wang Ping, feeling that this question was unusually inexplicable.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Si asked Wang Ping.

Wang Ping: "I mean, what will he do in the future? Can you help him for the rest of his life?"

"Why not?" Yan Si was even more inexplicable, "If I help him now, I won't help him in the future?"

Yan Si: "What logic do you have?"

Yan Si's words were spoken lightly, but when they fell into Wang Ping's heart, they caused the earth to shake and the mountains to shake.

Is there any big difference between these... these few words and announcing that we are together? ? ?

So, he thought that Yan Si didn't want to understand, didn't see clearly, but in fact, he had a clear mind? ?

Wang Ping: "Are you going to..."

Are you ready to stay by Xie Zhi's side in the future?This is really love? ?

Wang Ping still found it magical.

"Brother Wang Ping." A staff girl poked her head at the door, pointing to the yard outside, "Your manager called you."

Ji Zeyang called Wang Ping away, but it was not a big deal, the main thing was to tell Xiao Xiaoxiao.

As a popular little flower, Xiao Xiaoxiao has a sweet appearance and outstanding acting skills. She is a future star with both strength and idolism. However, she has a very big problem - she likes to buy hot searches that male stars fall in love with her.

Therefore, Ji Zeyang repeatedly emphasized that Wang Ping must pay attention to keeping a distance, and when keeping a distance, he should be neither humble nor overbearing, and behave like a gentleman.

Although the words were very simple, Ji Zeyang couldn't stop himself from being long-winded. After talking about simple meanings for half an hour, he finally let Wang Ping go.

Wang Ping rubbed his long-tortured ears and walked in, opened Weibo, and prepared to use the method of surfing the Internet happily to make himself feel better.

Then, he found that the Weibo accounts of several fans he had followed had been quarreled at some point.

Quarrels actually happen every day, but tonight, the topic of domestic fans staying up all night arguing quickly aroused Wang Ping's interest.

They were arguing about a topic - "Is it Xie Zhi who insisted on doing this?"

The opinion of the affirmative party is "yes", they think: this small executive who insists on doing this has greatly exposed his address, right? ?It happened to be the same as Xie Zhilian, how could it be such a coincidence? ? "

They found some evidence, for example, the time when Zhisi sent this microblog to ask how to imply it happened to be the time when Yan Si went back to record the show.

They also speculated that this tangled matter is how to invite Yan Si to join the three-legged couple.

From God's point of view, people have to sigh with emotion—it is really possessed by the FBI, and Sherlock Holmes is alive!

However, there are pros and cons, and the opposing point of view is a firm "no": "The brain is really too big. You can ask a doctor to accept it. The one in the same area is Xie Zhi? Those few coincidences are even more far-fetched. .”

Wang Ping read a few Weibo, muttered to himself, and reacted.

Wang Ping: "Xiao Zhi? Xie Zhi... hold on to this."

Wang Ping: "Wow??? Could it be true??"

Holding his mobile phone, Wang Ping rushed back to the room, calling Yan Si before entering the door.

Wang Ping: "Son, I discovered something."

Yan Si leaned on the pillow at the head of the bed, lazily: "I love you, but it's okay to talk about it."

Wang Ping picked up a pillow from the end of his bed, and threw it at Yan Si with his backhand.

Yan Si reached out and swung the pillow away, the cushion bounced on his knee and fell to his feet.

Wang Ping ran over, sat down on the pillow, held up his mobile phone, and yelled at Yan Si's face.

"But your mother is so big, do you know what you want to do??" Wang Ping was furious incompetently.

"I know." Yan Si covered his ears, and frowned, "Your ears are deaf to you--if you do this, you often amway that, I really suggest that you read less fictional literature, the world It’s better to be real.”

Wang Ping became excited again: "Don't talk about this—do you think this person is Xie Zhi?"

Yan Si: "..."

Yan Si: "Thank you Zhi?"

Wang Ping handed him the mobile phone, and opened it, which was the long article compiled by those who supported "Zhi this one want" and "Xie Zhi".

After Yan Si finished reading the full text, he took Wang Ping's mobile phone and clicked on the latest Weibo to follow up on the commotion.

More and more brain holes are popping up on the Internet. Seeing these people's firm words, Yan Si almost believes them.

If... Xie Zhi is really his fan.

Just as Yan Si thought so, after refreshing, a screenshot came out.

It is a screenshot of lofter.

Brother Yan Si's little lipstick: Have you really never met Xiao Zhi Da Da offline? ? ?

Brother Yan Si's little lipstick: Little Zhi Da Da, she's obviously a girl? !

The author has something to say: I just like Yazi who flaunts Xiaoyan's love and affection in front of the camera!

And why this person is so sure that Xiaozhi is a girl!Please listen to the next chapter to break down 【Shooting the Gavel】