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

In the midsummer of Beijing, the air conditioner in Yan Si's bedroom was humming, and the sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a square spot on Yan Si's calf.

"I went to Beijing, and I have no place to live." Xie Zhi's voice came clearly from the receiver, mixed with a little electric sound.

Yan Si moved his eyes down, staring at the tail of his mobile phone.

He heard Xie Zhi continue to say, "I just don't know...whether anyone will take me in."

Yan Si: "..."

Yan Si took a deep breath, took off the phone, pointed it at his face, the phone turned on automatically, Yan Si tapped the mute button with his index finger, and threw the whole phone on the bed.

"yes!!"

Yan Si roared, turned around, threw himself on the bed, grabbed the phone, and canceled the mute button just now.

Yan Si's voice was as usual, facing the phone, he smiled lightly: "Okay."

Yan Si: "Then I will take you in."

Xie Zhi's fingers pinching the phone were all sweaty, Yan Si's magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone, and his ears turned red instantly.

"Play basketball in the afternoon or go out and have fun?"

"It's black, who plays basketball when it's so hot."

Several boys passed by Xie Zhi with iced Cokes in their hands. Xie Zhi quickly turned around and faced a large clump of trees illuminated by the midsummer light.

Cicadas chirped among the branches.

"That...then..." Xie Zhi's eyes frantically turned around on the tree a few times, "Ah——Ms. Ye called me, I'll hang up now!"

This is of course a lie.

Xie Zhi hung up the phone in a panic, pinched the phone, faced the big tree, and took a deep breath.

"Dong dong dong."

"Beep beep."

Two voices, one at the ear and the other at the door, sounded almost simultaneously.

Yan Si threw away the phone, and saw the door was pushed open a small gap, Wang Ping exposed a tip of his nose, watching and watching.

"Son?" Yan Si looked at Wang Ping, "Why - when did you enter your father's room and knock on the door?"

"Harmful." Seeing that Yan Si didn't make a call, Wang Ping relaxed instantly, pushed the door open, and came in directly, "If you weren't calling my daughter-in-law, how could I knock on the door."

Wang Ping walked into Yan Si's room as naturally as he entered his own room, sat on the gaming chair, and put his feet on Yan Si's computer desk.

Wang Ping: "Father is fine. I heard you screaming and screaming just now. I was afraid that the white-haired person would send the black-haired person away, so I came in to have a look."

While talking, Wang Ping touched a bottle of sour plum soup-flavored sparkling water from the small refrigerator next to Yan Si's table, unscrewed it, and drank half of the bottle.

After Wang Ping drank half of the bottle, he realized that Yan Si ignored him, but raised his head and turned his eyes around the room.

Wang Ping twisted the bottle cap: "What are you looking at?"

"Do you think so?" Yan Si asked, "Our dormitory is simply a pig's nest."

"In all fairness." Wang Ping said calmly, "If our dormitory is considered a pig's nest, then there is no place in the whole of Beiping that is not like a pig's nest."

Yan Si: "Wearing a filter?"

Wang Ping: "...Of course it is without a filter."

Yan Si: "Is it as good as you said?"

Yan Si looked around his room, and felt that the walls were not bright enough, the mattress was really not comfortable enough, and even the small refrigerator next to the computer didn't look spacious enough.

In short, nowhere is okay, and nowhere seems to be able to entertain Xie Zhizhu.

"It's okay for you to live in this kind of place." Yan Si withdrew his gaze, "Xie Zhizhu...Don't mention him, I even despise him."

"What do you mean I live-ah?" Wang Ping realized, "You and Xie Zhi??? Are you going to live together????"

"He came to Beijing to attend classes during the summer vacation, and he has no place to live." Yan Si coughed, with a hint of concealment.

"Don't say it, don't say it—an explanation is a cover-up! A cover-up is the truth!" Wang Ping slapped the table, "Not bad, son! It's you! I did not make a mistake when I upgraded you to a big bed room!"

Yan Si: "Oh."

Yan Si: "It turns out that the big bed room was upgraded by you."

Wang Ping: "..."

Yan Si narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang Ping, and recalled that night again. Although the feeling of being separated by the pillow seems a bit scratchy at present, but...

Also really good.

Yan Si stood up.

Wang Ping hugged his head tactically: "Yan Si! Let me tell you! You don't hit people in the face! Eh? What are you doing?"

Yan Si didn't look at Wang Ping at all, he stood up, picked up a bunch of car keys from the table behind Wang Ping, and took a coat and put it on.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you." Yan Si rolled up the sleeves of his coat and rolled it up to his forearm, "I'll go out and have a look."

"Look at what?" Wang Ping asked.

"Property."

Yan Si is rich in several properties in Beijing. At this time, it is time to choose one and put it to use.

When Yan Si went out to look at the houses, he didn't mean to browse around the house he owned aimlessly, got in the car, drove on Chang'an Avenue, and Yan Si went directly to Haidian District.

The Beijing Film Academy is located in the Haidian District, and the entire Haidian District has gathered almost all the excellent art training schools in Beijing.

Yan Si looked at several houses in Haidian District, and finally chose a house that was only 10 minutes away from Nortel.

The house is located in a corner of a quiet neighborhood. There is a green ginkgo tree outside. The interior layout is loft. Huge French windows span the two floors. At this time, the gorgeous sunset behind the Beijing summer sun and a corner can be seen. Film Academy.

There are two small bedrooms upstairs, and a small kitchen and bathroom downstairs. Going to the living room, there is no TV installed, but a projector with excellent home use, facing the sofa, which is very suitable for people who need to watch movies frequently.

The white dust cover covers all the furniture in the house, and it can be used by tearing it off. The furniture is all available, except...

"There doesn't seem to be a desk."

Yan Si wandered around upstairs and downstairs, called to order a finished log table top, and ordered a table leg that can be lifted, and then called the cleaning company to have it cleaned the next day.

Yan Si was still filming the next day, so he handed over the keys to his assistant. When he went back at night, all the white cloth was torn off, exposing the furniture. The quilt in the room had been dried, and it smelled very comfortable.

"almost."

Yan Si inspected the house twice, fetched a basin of water himself, and wiped down the table that Xie Zhi was going to use, then went out again with the car keys, drove, and parked in a supermarket parking garage.

Yan Si went upstairs, pushed the biggest shopping cart, and walked into the supermarket.

Although it was close to closing time, the supermarket Yan Si visited was of a very high standard. Even though it was so late, it was full of fresh fruits and vegetables. The staff did not show any fatigue on their faces, and they were full of enthusiastic smiles.

"Little handsome guy." The aunt who sells pork ribs greeted Yan Si, "Buy some pork ribs, authentic black pig, the pork rib soup is delicious."

"Okay." Yan Si pushed the cart over, "Two catties for this one, and two catties for other meats."

"Okay." The aunt replied immediately, "Should you shred the meat?"

Yan Si: "As you arrange, cut a little bit."

After Yan Si bought the pork, he went to buy some beef - the way of buying in circles, no matter how big the shopping cart was, it couldn't bear Yan Si's load, and it soon filled half a floor.

Of course, the vegetables have to be bought fresh on the same day, and after Yan Si bought the meat, he went to the snack area.

"Wafer biscuits and Oreos..." Yan Si threw two boxes each into the shopping cart, "Meat floss egg rolls? Looks good too."

"Spicy strips..." Yan Si passed by Weilong, who was packaged in a high-end atmosphere, thought about it, and took two packs, "I want to eat spicy strips, children like to eat this."

Snacks filled the upper half of the car, and Yan Si went to get some drinks.

Coke can be drunk openly, but alcohol...

Yan Si hesitated for a moment, and bought a bottle of light peach wine.

Yan Si pushed his mountain-like shopping cart to pay, and returned home with the things, filling the refrigerator and all the snacks in the kitchen and living room.

Yan Si faced the snack cabinet, took a photo, and sent it to Xie Zhi on WeChat.

four: [The house is ready, snacks are all available. 】

Four: [Now, you are the only one missing. 】

When Xie Zhi received Yan Si's WeChat message, he was in the living room of his grandparents' house, watching an anti-war drama and eating ice grapes by the way.

Grandma wanted Xie Zhi to eat some watermelon, so she went to the kitchen to cut it. Xie Zhi had both legs bare, and just glanced at the information on his phone, before he heard Grandpa talking.

Grandpa Xie Zhi: "Little Zhi, are you busy this summer vacation? How about grandpa taking you to find a place to escape the summer heat? Same as your uncle's house?"

Xie Zhi put down his phone, looked at his grandfather, and said, "Grandpa, I'm going to Beijing."

"Go to Beijing?" Grandpa thought for a while, then nodded with a smile, "Okay, then let's go to Beijing together and see the Great Wall of the Forbidden City."

Xie Zhi: "It's not to play, but to study in Beijing."

"Study?" Grandpa Xie Zhi sat up, his eyebrows frowned a little, "Did your mother find you a cram school? I don't agree with that. Your academic performance is very good, and you still go to Beijing to make up lessons, trying to force the child to death." ?"

"Where can I go to Beijing to make up lessons?" Grandma Xie Zhi came out with a watermelon, and took the sweetest piece of watermelon first, "The progress of teaching is different."

Grandpa Xie Zhi frowned coldly: "Then how do you know your good daughter! There are always some far-fetched thoughts!"

"This time it's not my mother's business." Xie Zhi squeezed the watermelon in his hand, "It's me - I, I've changed classes."

Grandpa Xie Zhi didn't speak.

"I transferred during the winter vacation and went to an art class. I want to enter the film school and become a screenwriter." Xie Zhi squeezed the watermelon rind, and his fingernails pinched a crescent moon on it. Let me learn."

"..."

Grandpa Xie Zhi and Grandma Xie Zhi looked at each other, and both of them read the same worry from each other's eyes.

"Our Xiao Zhi is so good." Grandma said with a smile, "Which screenwriting teacher?"

Xie Zhi: "My name is Wen Suixin, and she is a well-known gold medal screenwriter in the industry."

"Okay!" Grandpa Xie Zhi applauded, "That's right, our little Zhi will attract people wherever we go!"

Xie Zhi's grandparents seem to have accepted this setting in a daze. After Xie Zhi finished eating the watermelon, he replied to Yan Si's message and went back to his room to study.

At 10:30 in the evening, Xie Zhi finished a movie and went downstairs to use the bathroom.

The door of grandpa and grandma's room was not closed properly, revealing a little bit of light.

Xie Zhi walked over, just in time to hear a voice coming from inside.

"Look, is it this person?" Grandpa's voice came out, followed by two crisp clicks of the mouse.

"That's right... Hey, look at this article, "70 Years of Peace", have we seen this movie?"

Hearing this sentence, Xie Zhi couldn't help but moved to the door, looked in through the thin crack, and could see the back of the grandfather and the profile of the grandmother.

Grandma Xie Zhi wears presbyopic glasses and faces the computer with Grandpa Xie Zhi, wondering what they are researching.

"Does such a great screenwriter like Xiaozhi?" Grandpa was half worried, half proud.

Grandma Xie Zhi: "By the way, his mother said that he filmed a program last semester. Is this the reason?"

"This kind of person shouldn't be a liar." Grandpa asked again, "Can we talk to him too?"

"Don't, don't." Grandma shook her head hastily, "What a bad impression it will leave on the teacher."

Grandpa Xie Zhi: "Then I won't talk, how can I rest assured..."

Xie Zhi didn't listen any more, he raised his hand, wiped the corner of his eyes lightly, then closed the door with a lighter force, and went back to the room.

In the early morning of the next day, Xie Zhi woke up and went downstairs. Grandma happened to bring a bowl of corn paste to the table.

"What else are you serving, grandma?" Xie Zhi went over to help.

"It's nothing." Grandma signaled Xie Zhi to sit down, "Come on, Xiao Zhi, let's eat steamed buns or bread in the morning."

"Eat bread." Xie Zhi took the knife, "Grandma, I'll do it myself."

"It's okay, it's okay."

As Xie Zhi's grandma spoke, she spread a sheet of bread full of strawberry jam on Xie Zhi, closed the other sheet, put it in front of Xie Zhi together with the milk.

Xie Zhi took the bread, didn't eat it, and looked at the empty place.

"Is grandpa still sleeping?" Xie Zhi asked.

Xie Zhi left the plane this morning and wanted to say goodbye to his grandpa.

"Grandpa is here!"

As soon as Xie Zhi finished speaking, Grandpa Xie Zhi's voice came from the door.

Xie Zhi looked up at the door, and saw his grandfather carrying a bunch of unknown things in big bags and small bags. Xie Zhi got up and went to pick up his grandfather.

"Just put it at the door, just put it at the door." Grandpa Xie Zhi didn't let Xie Zhi take over, and put it directly in the entrance.

Xie Zhi took a look at the things on the ground, and found that they were some Chongqing specialties - such as finely packaged hot pot bottom ingredients, Ciqikou old mahua, and some salted duck sausages.

"Grandpa, what are you doing for so many years?" Xie Zhi asked.

"It's all gifts for your teacher Wen." Grandpa said, "You are going this time to learn from the teacher--the teacher is willing to teach you, we must be grateful."

Grandpa Xie Zhi: "Respecting teachers and valuing teaching is the tradition of our Chinese nation. We can throw away everything, but the etiquette is not to throw away. Give things to the teacher. Thank you teacher, you know?"

Xie Zhi nodded silently, his eyes were a little watery.

"Okay, grandpa will take you to the airport later, and put these things on." Grandpa Xie Zhi smiled, stretched out his hand covered with fine lines, and patted Xie Zhi's hair, "follow teacher, we Just study hard, be down-to-earth, not afraid of hardship, you know, darling?"

Xie Zhi's plane was at ten o'clock in the morning. After breakfast, Xie Zhi's grandfather took him to the airport.

Xie Zhi checked in the luggage and carried the special bag on his back. Just after the security check, Yan Si's message came.

Four: [Are you at the airport yet? 】

Xiaozhi: [Here we are, I just passed the security check, and my grandparents sent me here. 】

Four: [Okay. 】

Four: [I will ask my assistant to pick you up when the time comes. 】

Xie Zhi walked to the boarding gate, saw an empty seat, sat down, took off the bag he was carrying, and put it on his lap.

Xie Zhi thought for a while, took a photo and sent it to Yan Si.

four: [Chongqing specialty? 】

Xiao Zhi: [This is a gift from grandparents for Wen Bian, can I give it to Wen Bian? 】

Four: [Of course. 】

four: [He will definitely like it very much. 】

four: [I'm going to shoot, pay attention to safety on the plane, after landing, the assistant will pick you up. 】

After several times of flying to find Yan Si, Xie Zhi became familiar with the plane, had a meal on the plane, got off the plane to pick up his luggage, Xie Zhi walked out of the gate with his bag on his back.

Among the crowd, looking for help...

There is no need to look for it at all.

Yan Si stood in the bright pick-up hall, wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, he was still extremely handsome, different from others.

Yan Si, who seemed to have been disguised, was holding a huge board with the words "Jie Xiaozhi" on it, dangling in the air.

The moment Yan Si saw Xie Zhi, he put away the board, raised his hand instead, and waved at Xie Zhi.

The eyes of all the reception halls focused on Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi's eyes turned red, he hurriedly dragged the suitcase, and hurriedly walked towards Yan Si.

In two or three steps, he was in front of Yan Si.

Yan Si smiled at Xie Zhi: "Surprise?"

"Surprise." Xie Zhi couldn't believe it, "But... didn't you say that the assistant came to pick me up?"

"Yes." Yan Si took Xie Zhi's suitcase and pushed it by himself, "From now on, I will be your exclusive assistant, what do you think?"

The author has something to say: The house is move in ready.Tomorrow is Valentine's Day.

Valentine's Day should be something special, right?right.

So don't forget to come to Weibo to play with me tomorrow.whee.