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

"How is it? Are you going?" Uncle said with a smile, "The previous sentence is Xiao Yan's original words."

"Go!" Xie Zhi agreed without hesitation.

Xie Zhi got into his bed with a grunt, packed up all the things that were scattered there last night, and then quickly got out again, changed into a suit of clothes, and hugged a sugar orange.

In less than 5 minutes, Xie Zhi sat in the driver's uncle's car.

There is not much traffic in Chongqing in the morning, and it only takes [-] minutes to drive from Xie Zhi School to the airport.

Uncle sent him to the airport, watched Xie Zhi enter the security checkpoint and left.

Xie Zhi had just passed the security check and was packing his things when he heard a WeChat notification beep.

Xie Zhi took out his hand, it was Yan Si's message.

Four: [Are you at the airport? 】

Xie Zhi hugged the sugar orange, stood a little to the side, and sent a message to Yan Si.

Xiaozhi: [Well, here we are. 】

Xiao Zhi: [Why did you suddenly remember... invite me to your film crew? 】

Four: [What do you think? 】

Xiaozhi: [I don't know. 】

four: [It's only been a day without adults to take care of me, so I made my stomach hurt, and even dared to lie and say that I was taking a nap. 】

Four: [Self-care ability is zero, our monitor. 】

Four: [little liar, our monitor. 】

Xiao Zhi: […]

Xiaozhi: 【That was just an accident. 】

Four: [Even if it was an accident. 】

Four: [But it was not an accident that I invited you here. 】

Four: [I have thought it over and planned it for a long time. 】

Four: [Some people, I'd better put them in front of my eyes and rest assured. 】

Four: [Going to put on makeup, see you tonight. 】

Yan Si typed so fast, Xie Zhi could never keep up with his speed. Seeing several messages being sent, Xie Zhi looked at his phone for a while, and finally sent a message.

Xiao Zhi: 【See you in the evening. 】

After Xie Zhi sent this message, he held his boarding pass and walked along the road to find the boarding gate. This time the boarding gate was not at the innermost, and he arrived after a short walk.

Passengers in the first-class cabin can already board the plane, Xiao Zhi handed in the boarding pass for verification, walked across the corridor bridge, and walked to his first-class cabin.

Xie Zhi put the sugar orange on the seat, didn't ask the thin and thin flight attendant to help him put the schoolbag, and put the schoolbag on the luggage rack by himself.

The stewardess glanced at the sugar orange on Xie Zhi's seat, helped him pick it up, and was about to tiptoe to help him put it in the luggage rack.

Xie Zhi waved his hand: "Don't let this one go."

The stewardess stopped her movements: "Don't you need to put this?"

Xie Zhi: "Well, I'm holding it. I'm afraid it will be damaged if I put it in."

The stewardess thought for a while, smiled, and returned the sugar orange to Xie Zhi.

"I wish you a smooth journey." The stewardess bid farewell.

Xie Zhi waved his hand, sat down with the sugar orange in his arms, put the orange on his lap, raised his hand first, picked up the earphone, hung it on his ear, and then clicked on a word file in the phone, from the viewing list listed by Ye Zhiyuan Go to, pick a movie and click on it.

The three-hour flight time passed by in a blink of an eye, which happened to be the duration of a movie. Xie Zhi summed up the plot of the movie in one sentence when he landed, and put away the written plot during the flat flight.

When the plane came to a complete stop, Xie Zhi got up, took out his small schoolbag, carried it on his back, and walked onto the bridge with Tanggan in his arms.

Xie Zhi sat in the first class cabin and was the first to leave. He walked alone through the empty airport building, passed the luggage carousel, and immediately exited the customs.

Xie Zhi stood at the exit, just turned on his phone, and was about to ask Yan Si how to get there, when he saw a small sign passing by outside.

Xie Zhi squeezed his phone and raised his head.

Standing at the front of the exit, a stranger wearing a jacket with a somewhat familiar appearance was holding a wooden sign with eight characters written in block letters that Xie Zhi was familiar with.

Yan Si wrote: "Xiao Zhi Xiao Zhi, welcome Xiao Zhi."

The stranger in the jacket is Yan Si's assistant, Shi Cheng; this assistant Yan Si has followed him since he entered the entertainment circle, honest and loyal as his name suggests, and is nicknamed Yan Si's dowry maid by fans.

Xie Zhi had seen his photo before, so there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity just now.

Shi Cheng drove, took Xie Zhi downstairs to a hotel, parked the car in the underground garage, and walked around a few times before leading him up.

Shi Cheng took Xie Zhi to the twelfth floor, room 1205, tapped the room card, and walked in with Xie Zhi.

Yan Si lives in an ordinary standard room. There are two large wardrobes at the entrance. The doors of the cabinets are open, revealing Yan Si's clothes.Inside, there is a round coffee table and two chairs next to the floor-to-ceiling bed in the innermost part, and there are only two other beds. The bed on the left is stacked with all kinds of luggage and items, while the bedding on the bed on the right is randomly piled together, which looks very There is a breath of life.

"This is Brother Yan's room." Shi Cheng smiled shyly, and said to Xie Zhi, "Brother Yan doesn't like us cleaning up his room, so it's a bit messy."

Xie Zhi said sincerely, "No chaos."

Shi Cheng: "Then you just wait here for him, brother Yan will be back after the show."

Xie Zhi: "Okay."

Shi Cheng: "Put the bag on the bed."

Shi Cheng wanted to help Xie Zhi take the bag, but Xie Zhi turned around a little and refused the action.

Shi Cheng withdrew his hand without embarrassment.

Shi Cheng: "Then I won't be here, lest you feel uncomfortable."

Xie Zhi was a little embarrassed: "I'm not uncomfortable..."

Shi Cheng smiled honestly, pointed to a thermos bucket on the round coffee table, and said, "That's the porridge that Brother Yan prepared for you."

Shi Cheng pointed to the bedside table again: "There is also the stomach medicine that brother Yan asked for. If you have an upset stomach, you can take the medicine yourself."

After Shi Cheng finally explained these two things, he gave Xie Zhi a room card and hurried out of the room.

Xie Zhi put the sugar orange on the sofa by the window, opened the lid of the thermos bucket, and looked at the porridge inside that was boiled until every grain of rice burst open.

There's a note next to it.

Yan Si's handwriting: "Fortunately, I brought the casserole here."

Xie Zhi looked at the note for a while, then put it down, poured out a bowl of porridge that was still warm, held it in his hand, and drank it in small sips.

After seeing off Xie Zhi, Shi Cheng drove his car back to report to Yan Si.

Yan Si was wearing a military overcoat, holding a thermos cup, and was huddling by Lin Jiu's stove to watch the hero and heroine play - there was no content about Yan Si, he was just studying it.

Shi Cheng looked around the set, saw his boss, and walked over.

Shi Cheng: "Brother Yan."

Yan Si shrank his arms and legs from the cold, and raised his eyes to look at Shi Cheng without energy.

Shi Cheng: "Brother Yan, Xiao Xie is here."

"arrive?!"

Taking advantage of the interval between calling cut, Lin Jiu shifted his eyes to Yan Si's face for a moment, only to see that the eyes of Yan Si, who was still dying just now, had a look of light in his eyes.

It's more than just a look, it's just full of energy.

"Hey, why did you become energetic all of a sudden." Lin Jiu kicked Yan Si's toe, "Stay sluggish."

Yan Si glanced at Lin Jiu, quickly followed his advice, and returned to his sluggish state - part of the reason for his sluggishness was the cold, and the other part was because of the next scene; Lin Jiu said he was talented, but Yan Si After all, he is not from a major, and he doesn't understand drama enough.

Lin Jiu chatted with him about his feelings for the characters, but after all, Yan Si is just a male third, and there is no more time for him to speak and rehearse, so he can only use some special methods to ensure that his performance in front of the camera is consistent.

Lin Jiu glanced at Yan Si's obedient "sluggish" with satisfaction, chatted with the light, and came back to ask him: "By the way, who is so excited to arrive?"

There was a little light in Yan Si's eyes again, and he said, "Xie Zhi, you saw the interview last time."

"Oh." Lin Jiu recalled for a while, recalled Xie Zhi without much effort, and nodded, "That child——the face is really suitable for the big screen, which is rare."

Yan Si: "..."

Yan Si knew that the director had Lao Gong, and Lao Gong was very rich, but Yan Si just felt uncomfortable coveting Xie Zhi's face like this.

Yan Si looked away, and after a while, he turned around and asked, "Director."

Lin Jiu: "Huh?"

Yan Si: "If I behave better later... can I call it a day early?"

Lin Jiu: "Hmm..."

Lin Jiu fell into deep thought in a mysterious way, and Yan Si stared at the biggest leader of the studio expectantly.

After a long time, Lin Jiu looked back at Yan Si.

Lin Jiu: "That depends on how well you can perform."

Yan Si raised three fingers and swore: "I promise to pass one of them."

Lin Jiu looked at Yan Si's look that he was determined to win, and smiled.

Lin Jiu: "That's fine."

When Yan Si and Lin Jiu were haggling over the price, Xie Zhi was washing dishes in his room.

Xie Zhi couldn't finish a bucket of porridge. After drinking two bowls of porridge, he felt that his stomach, which was hurt by that upright boss yesterday, finally calmed down a little. He took a rest and went to wash the bowls and spoons he had eaten.

After Xie Zhi washed the dishes, he found a beautiful little basket in the room, and piled the sugar oranges he carried all the way into the little basket one by one, forming a beautiful hill.

The plastic bag given by my grandfather was folded and put in the schoolbag. Xie Zhi wiped his hands and took out the Mac.

Xie Zhi nestled into the sofa by the window, took out the pillow and hugged it in his arms, put the pillow on the mac, turned up the brightness of the screen, and opened another list movie recommended by Ye Siyuan.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were opened, and Xie Zhi's beautiful side face was reflected on the glass window. Outside the window, the mountain scenery was covered with snow.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on a bit high, and Xie Zhi watched the Manifest movie for a while, and then he was drowsy due to the hot wind.

Xie Zhi was afraid of dropping the Mac, so he didn't let go. Once the lid was closed, he hugged his stomach and dozed off.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but Xie Zhi heard a "stab" at the door.

Xie Zhi opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the room was already dark, and some lights were lit on the mountain view, which was the only light source in the room.

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Yan Si's voice came from the door, and then, the switch clicked, and the light above Xie Zhi's head turned on.

When Yan Si walked in, he saw Xie Zhi sleepy, hugging Mac, obediently staring at the door - the warm light poured down from the monitor's head, and the turtleneck white sweater hid him His chin is pointed, and his eyes are actually...a little round when he sleeps.

Yan Si took a step back, and directly squeezed out the people who were about to follow him into the door.

Yan Si: "Ah, sorry, I staggered a bit."

... What the hell is staggering.Is it so written?

The person who followed Yan Si: "It's okay, Mr. Yan."

Hearing this conversation, Xie Zhi realized that Yan Si did not come back alone—putting away the defenseless expression on his face, Xie Zhi sat up, smoothed his sweater, and returned to his usual aloof and unapproachable look.

Yan Si took a look with his head, and then let the people outside come in.

The person who came in was a college student wearing glasses, wearing a sweater, and combing his pothead; he brought a pair of shoe covers with him and put them on when he came in.

Yan Si came in with a college student, and said to Xie Zhi: "Come on, let me introduce you, this is your tutor for the rest of the winter vacation."

Xie Zhi was at a loss: "... tutor?"

The tutor smiled and held out his hand to Xie Zhi: "Hello, my name is Mu Qi."

Xie Zhi maintained a dazed state, stretched out his hand, and shook Mu Qi.

Mu Qi has a sense of proportion, and he shook Xie Zhi's hand loosely, and once he touched it, he did not touch Yan Si's minefield.

Yan Si was very satisfied, turned around, and said to Mu Qi: "It's hard work for you to make a trip, don't start class today, just follow your schedule tomorrow."

"Of course." Mu Qi smiled distantly, "I'm always on standby."

Next, without Yan Si's instructions, Mu Qi left by himself.

With the soft knock of the room door, Yan Si untied a Burberry scarf that he was wearing, and took off his well-tailored overcoat, revealing a black close-fitting turtleneck woolen sweater.

Xie Zhi went to take it, but was avoided by Yan Si, and he casually threw it on the bed.

Yan Si turned his head, looked at Xie Zhi staring at him with a bewildered look, and subconsciously thought of rua.

Yan Si: "Why are you staring at me like that? I wonder why you asked for a tutor?"

Xie Zhi: "A little bit."

Yan Si: "I asked Wang Jiquan, you have a test at the beginning of school, right?"

Xie Zhi nodded: "Yes."

"Then." Yan Si walked next to Xie Zhi, raised his hand, pressed the broken hair on his forehead with his palm, and rubbed it, "Using the winter vacation to make up lessons, Mom and Dad won't be angry, right? "

The strength of Yan Si's fingers rubbing his hair was as gentle as his tone of voice.

Xie Zhi lowered his eyes, suppressing the fog that had formed.

Yan Si didn't know why his parents were angry, he really thought that his parents were dissatisfied with Xie Zhi's grades, so...

How lucky I am to have met you.

Yan Si rubbed for a while, seeing that Xie Zhi didn't respond, he put down his hand, looked at Xie Zhi with his head down, and sighed secretly.

Yan Si looked around the room, and finally, he stopped on a basket of fruits that appeared on the small tea table.

"Shatanggan?" Yan Si walked over and picked up one, "Do we have this fruit here?"

Xie Zhi: "I brought it back from Chongqing."

Yan Si thought for a while and understood: "Grandpa bought it?"

"Yes." Xie Zhi was finally happy when he mentioned grandpa, "Grandpa bought it, please eat."

Seeing the faint smile on Xie Zhi's face, Yan Si also felt relieved.

Yan Si stretched out his hand, pulled off the twig that was attached to the skin on the top of the orange, peeled the orange, and said, "Thank you, Grandpa."

This thank you is a pun, and I don't know whether it is to thank my grandfather for buying the oranges, or to thank my grandfather for making Xie Zhi happy.

A small orange was not too big, Yan Si quickly peeled it off, tore off the white meridians, lifted it up, and handed it directly to Xie Zhi's mouth.

Xie Zhi subconsciously opened his mouth and bit the orange.

Then, Xie Zhi felt a pulling force coming from the orange——Yan Si broke the orange down, directly on Xie Zhi's mouth, split half of it and walked away.

A piece of the parted orange rubbed against Xie Zhi's lips, Xie Zhi's eyes widened suddenly, but Yan Si had already thrown the orange into his mouth.

The orange in Xie Zhi's mouth was peeled at this moment, and a stream of sweet juice flowed out, melting on the tip of his tongue.

Yan Si chewed the orange twice, swallowed it whole, grabbed his scarf, wrapped it around Xie Zhi's neck, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you out for dinner."

The author has something to say: Classmate Yan Si.That’s not how oranges are eaten!