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

After Yan Si said this extremely childish sentence of occupying the bed, regardless of what Xie Zhi said, he rolled up the quilt on both sides, wrapped himself in it, and showed with actions-I and this bed depend on each other for life and death, and I will never leave.

After a while, Yan Si heard the slap of the desk lamp being turned off, and Xie Zhi's voice came.

Xie Zhi said softly, "Good night."

Xie Zhi gently put the mac on the bedside table, took the charged mobile phone, and got under the quilt; in order not to affect Yan Si, when he unlocked the phone, he was buried under the quilt.

Xie Zhi's qq stays on a chat interface, and the short chat history in front of it is a matter of a station sister asking him for a copywriting.

Xie Zhi looked at the chat history, and sent a message: [Then I'll take it this time, next time... let's talk about it next time. 】

Hold on to this: [Sleep first, I will hand over the manuscript to you tomorrow. 】

dox: [Okay, thank you, and good night. 】

Hold on to this: [Good night. 】

After saying good night, Xie Zhi stretched out his slender arms, placed the phone on the other side of the bed, pulled down the quilt, pressed it with his chin, closed his eyes, and fell asleep not long after.

Yan Si rolled up under the quilt in the state of a silkworm baby, looking at the falling snow outside with a speechless face, after a while, Yan Si stood up and walked to the bathroom in Xie Zhi's room.

Early the next morning, Yan Si, who had slept less than three hours, walked into the bathroom, wiped his face with clean water, and looked at the two huge dark circles under his eyes.

Yan Si: "..."

In fact, Ji Zeyang was not completely unreasonable, just throwing himself and Xie Zhi in the same room, he would have to deal with Xie Zhi sooner or later.

But the problem is...

Yan Si picked up a handful of water and threw it on his hot face, even the cold water couldn't dissipate the heat there.

The question is... what is Xie Zhi thinking?After the incident last time, Xie Zhi didn't say anything, and he and Xie Zhi had a very good relationship, which seemed to be extraordinary.

But it seems to be killing people.

In case... Xie Zhi just treats you as a brother, that is not intolerable, it is really intolerable! ! !

"Can Ning calm down?" Yan Si lowered his head, "Can you calm down? It's just outrageous."

While condemning himself, Yan Si solved the problem perfunctorily by himself, stuck at the point where he had to go out, and then walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as Yan Si walked out, he saw that Xie Zhi had gotten up.

Xie Zhi's hair was a bit messy, he hugged a ball of quilt, and sat on the bed in a daze, rubbing his eyes.

When Yan Si came out, Xie Zhi's movements were sluggish for a moment, he put down his hands, and stared at Yan Si with moist eyes.

Yan Si: "..." I feel like I'm about to suffer.

Yan Si swallowed, and looked away: "You...why did you wake up?"

Xie Zhi: "I heard you washed your face—are you going to the set?"

Yan Si: "Ah, yes."

Xie Zhi: "Hmm...so am I staying in the hotel today to make up lessons?"

Yan Si stared at Xie Zhi for a while, and tentatively asked, "Are you sleepy?"

Xie Zhi was a little sleepy, but he didn't show it, he just shook his head: "Not sleepy."

"Okay." Yan Si took out Xie Zhi's clothes from the closet and handed them to him, "If you're not sleepy, I'll take you to the set to play."

When Xie Zhi heard that Yan Si was going to take him to the set to play, the little sleepiness he still had disappeared, and he got up from the bed. After 5 minutes, Xie Zhi got dressed, and stood at the door with Yan Si.

The two pushed open the door, and met Ji Zeyang who was standing at the door of Yan Si's room.

Ji Zeyang: "..."

Xie Zhi felt guilty: "Brother Zeyang, good morning..."

Just now, Yan Si's condemnation of himself disappeared for a moment, and he got excited in an instant. He hooked Xie Zhi with one hand, brought it to his arms, and said arrogantly: "Brother Ji Zeyang, good morning."

Yan Si was beaming with joy, every micro-expression was vividly telling the same question: I am going to share a room with Xie Zhi, can you control it?

Sooner or later, everyone will die!

Ji Zeyang gave a "tsk" and threw the breakfast to Yan Si. Before turning around, he said meaningfully: "Breakfast is steamed buns with leeks and eggs. Eat more and make up for it."

After eating the leek steamed buns brought by Ji Zeyang, Yan Si took out the mouthwash for Xie Zhi to use, and the two of them rinsed their mouths, and the car just happened to stop outside the hotel, and they took them to the set.

When Yan Si arrived at the set, he went to change clothes with the staff of the costume team first, and Xie Zhi was put in the dressing room to wait for Yan Si.

Xie Zhi sat on the sofa, looked up at the wall clock on the top, just looked away, then quickly raised his head, and looked at the wall clock again.

The above time is very early, just 05:30 in the morning.

Xie Zhi couldn't believe the time, so he took out his phone again and glanced at the time on it, Beijing time, 31:[-].

Xie Zhi: "..."

When Yan Si walked in, he happened to see Xie Zhi looking down at his phone, with a slightly wrong look on his face.

Yan Si walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xie Zhi: "Are you back? Is this a costume?"

Yan Si wore a thin windbreaker, which was more than enough in the heated room, and more than handsome, but it didn't seem to fit his personality in this scene.

Hearing Xie Zhi's question, Yan Si pulled the neckline of the thin windbreaker a little, revealing the gray clothing inside.

"This is it." Yan Si put the collar back on, "I haven't answered my question yet, why are you looking at the clock so unhappy?"

Xie Zhi: "You...have to get up so early every day?"

Yan Si: "Ah..."

It was only then that Yan Si discovered that Xie Zhi's phone interface was stuck at Beijing time.

The corner of Yan Si's mouth twitched into a smile, hummed, and approached Xie Zhi: "It's so early, what's wrong?"

Xie Zhi: "It's... nothing."

Yan Si: "Tell me, do you feel sorry for me?"

Xie Zhi didn't answer Yan Si's question, he was thoughtful and fell silent.

In fact, Yan Si didn't want Xie Zhi to answer, he stared at Xie Zhi's brows and eyes at a very close distance with interest, and read his concern for himself from his inactive expression.

Satisfied, Yan Si got up, and was about to go to make up when he heard Xie Zhi behind him say "hmm".

Yan Si turned his head and sat back on the sofa again: "What did you just say?"

Xie Zhi lowered his head, a little embarrassed, Yan Si suddenly noticed that the base of his ear was a little red, a very narrow, not very obvious area.

Yan Si felt his heart itch.

Xie Zhi said in a low voice, "I just feel that getting up so early is not easy."

Yan Si's heart, which was still ready to move just now, was provoked by these words. He stared at Xie Zhi, as if he was judging something. Finally, he stretched out his hand, patted the back of Xie Zhi's head, and then reached out to his chin, making him lift Start and look into your own eyes.

"It's not easy." Yan Si said with a smile.

Xie Zhi looked at Yan Si's smiling face.

"Filming is very fun, I like it very much, and I don't find it hard." Yan Si looked at Xie Zhi seriously, "So, thank you monitor for introducing such a fun thing to me."

"What's more." After Yan Si said this, he added, "Although I wake up early, I'm not the first to wake up. I'm paid a lot here, so I should fulfill my responsibilities."

Xie Zhi was silent for a while, and when he looked up, his eyes were like stars: "Yan Si, you are so amazing."

Yan Si: "...cough."

Yan Si struggled for a while, and finally said frankly: "Anyway, it's not my point of view, it's right, it's also taught me by others."

Xie Zhi: "Director Lin?"

Yan Si: "It's not him, it's Sister Song Ling."

Xie Zhi: "Sister Song Ling? Is she the heroine of this drama?"

Except for Yan Si, Xie Zhi basically didn't pay much attention to other people in the entertainment circle, but he still knew about Song Ling.

Song Lingxing was born in the second generation. Apart from entering the circle, she never relied on her family relationship, and she won the actress from time to time.

Song Ling, a lady with a golden spoon in her mouth, is unusually strict with herself when acting. She has been in the film industry for more than ten years, and almost never uses a double. She has learned a lot of skills for filming. She is a well-known goddess in the film industry. figure.

When it comes to Song Ling, everyone praises her, but she also loves and fears her——Song Ling's personality is a typical high-cold queen, as cold as ice, and she refuses people thousands of miles away.

Yan Si: "It's her. Sister Song Ling usually comes very early, maybe a little later today."

As soon as Yan Si finished his sentence, the cotton door of the dressing room was opened by one hand, and a girl in a bread suit came in. Then, a woman in a Chinese cheongsam with a face as cold as frost and snow stepped on high heels, Pingting walked in.

Song Ling looked around the room coldly, and suddenly, she stopped on the sofa where Xie Zhi and Yan Si were sitting.

Then, he walked towards Xie Zhi and Yan Si.

Xie Zhi was peeking at Song Ling, watching her walk over, nervously grabbing the corner of the sofa—yes, are you going to be scolded?He had heard that Sister Song Ling couldn't rub a little sand in her eyes, and that an idler like himself appeared on the set for no reason, so he must be scolded, right? ? ?

Song Ling hadn't put on makeup yet, but she was amazingly beautiful without makeup, but her eyes were like ice knives, and Xie Zhi flinched.

Song Ling walked up to Xie Zhi and Yan Si, gave them a cold look, and then raised her wrist.

A small beaded bag dangled from her creamy arm, and the rhinestones shone brightly.

Song Ling gracefully opened the small bag, took out a Maruman loose-leaf book, and handed it to Xie Zhi together with a pure white lamy pen with a small lion pen hanging on it.

"Squad leader." Song Ling's cold eyes changed to sparkle, as if a little excited, "Can you give me an autograph?"

Xie Zhi: "???"

What's happening here? ?It's fine if you don't get scolded, but are you still asked to sign it?

By the way, Sister Song Ling, as an actress in the industry, asked for her autograph? ? ?

Could it be that he crossed over?Has he become the gold medal screenwriter of the famous town Bafang? ?

Xie Zhi subconsciously pinched his thigh.

Song Ling: "Please, sign one for me."

Xie Zhi turned his head slowly, glanced at Yan Si, Yan Si shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand, but still raised his chin slightly, signaling Xie Zhi to sign.

Xie Zhi had no choice but to take the pen, write his name stroke by stroke, then cover the pen, and hand it back to Sister Song Ling. Song Ling took the pen, admired it, nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and put the pen back To Yan Si who stood aside.

"Here." Song Ling pointed to Xie Zhi's name, "Sign one."

Yan Si: "..."

Yan Si: "Okay."

Although I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in Sister Song Ling's gourd, but Sister Song Ling is the most popular here, so Yan Si just listens to her.

After signing the names in twos and threes, the names of Yan Si and Xie Zhi appeared on the notebook together, the size and handwriting matched each other very well.

Song Ling put away the notebook, turned around coldly, took out her mobile phone, and took pictures while walking.

The photo editors don't edit the photos, and the direct photos are sent to her WeChat group of only three people.

The slender fingers tapped and typed.

Song Ling: [The first one in this group got this signature!It's true to do this! power! ! ! 】

After Song Ling got her signature, she went over quietly and let the makeup artist apply makeup to her according to yesterday's makeup.

Yan Si's male make-up was a little easier to create. He finished it earlier than Song Ling. He greeted Song Ling and was about to go out first. As soon as he turned around, he saw his life assistant coming over with a military coat.

The life assistant eagerly took two steps forward, and just as he was about to speak, he saw contestant Yan Si turn around nimbly, avoiding the military coat he was about to put on.

Xie Zhi was writing a copy on his mobile phone, but as soon as he looked up, he saw the scene of the life assistant throwing his clothes into the air.

Xie Zhi put a question mark in his mind in confusion.

The life assistant was also very confused. Holding the military coat in both hands, he looked at Yan Si who flew away, not understanding what happened.

Yan Si smiled slightly, very charming: "Are you sending clothes to Sister Song Ling?"

Life assistant: "No, this is not you..."

Before the life assistant finished speaking, Yan Si saw a murderous intent in Yan Si's smile, and that murderous intent was fleeting, and when he looked carefully, Yan Si was just smiling.

The life assistant swallowed her saliva and changed her words: "I will send clothes to Sister Song Ling."

The life assistant took the military overcoat and handed it over to Sister Song Ling's little assistant, then returned to Yan Si, looked at his empty hands, and raised his head, not very smart Yazi.

"Then what are you wearing today?" the life assistant asked timidly.

Yan Si smiled: "Same as usual."

Life Assistant: "..."

Isn't the old look just like a military coat? ? ?What else could it be like? ? ?

The superficial IQ of the life assistant is not enough to deal with such a complicated problem, Yan Si can only use his mouth, and said kindly: "Coat."

Life Assistant: "What?"

Yan Si gritted his teeth: "Overcoat."

Life assistant: "Oh oh oh!"

The life assistant hurriedly trotted all the way to the next door to bring Yan Si's Burberry coat. When Yan Si saw the replacement coat, he quickly took off his concave windbreaker and put on the coat.

The Burberry coat covered the dusty suit, Yan Si looked handsome, turned his head and stretched out his hand to Xie Zhiyi: "Let's go."

Xie Zhi took the phone, got up obediently, and went to Yan Si: "Let's go."

In a not-too-distant corner, Song Ling withdrew her gaze from watching the show, and exchanged glances with the makeup artist who was holding a lip brush and hadn't moved for a long time.

Song Ling: "Did you see it?"

The makeup artist brushed the lipstick on her lips, signaled Song Ling to open her mouth, and at the same time curled her lips and nodded: "I see."

Song Ling: "Some men, the wife is not in the military coat, but the wife is in Burberry, it's terrible, it's terrible."

The makeup artist thought so, and wiped off the crooked lipstick: "That's it."

At the same time, the handsome Yan Si also led Xie Zhi out of the door, and when the thick cotton door was opened, the cold wind poured in instantly, and Yan Si flinched.

"Is it cold?" Xie Zhi saw Yan Si's movement.

shivering with cold...

In a place where it's cold to wear a military coat, Burberry's flashy clothing can hold a lot of money.

Yan Si maintained his demeanor: "Fortunately, it's not cold."

Xie Zhi: "I have a baby warmer for you to use."

Xie Zhi rummaged through his pockets, and grabbed a warm baby from the pocket of the down jacket.

Xie Zhi held up the warm baby and shook it in front of Yan Si: "This one, do you want it?"

"Yes." Yan Si immediately replied, "Help me paste it."

After Yan Si finished speaking, he unbuttoned his coat, opened the clothes to the sides, and pulled out an arc that could warm the baby for him.

Xie Zhi looked at the open clothes, hesitated for a moment, then tore open the warm baby packaging bag, stretched his slender arms in, and with a movement of wrapping around Yan Si's waist, stuck a warm baby on his back waist.

Then, Xie Zhi was gently embraced by Yan Si according to the embracing movement.

Yan Si hugged Xie Zhi, Xie Zhi who was wearing a down jacket was as soft as a plush toy.

Yan Si laughed: "This warm baby is quite warm."

Xie Zhi was hugged by Yan Si, his brain was shut down, and he stammered: "Where...whether it took effect so quickly."

"Not really." Yan Si said, "But the warm baby I'm talking about is me holding this."

The author has something to say: [It's a double update]

Song Ling's words are too classic hahahaha.

Some men, the wife is not in the military coat, but the wife is in Burberry. [shaking head shaking head]