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

Kiss is not a one-time item, it can be thrown into the recycle bin after kissing, no matter how many times you kiss, every time seems to be the first time.

Yan Si stared at Xie Zhi for a while, then raised his head helplessly, put the top of his head against the wall, and laughed.

Before Xie Zhi could react, the next second, Yan Si turned over abruptly and knelt down in front of Xie Zhi.

An aggressive aura came towards Xie Zhijuan overwhelmingly, Yan Si put one hand on the back of Xie Zhi's head, and his lips hit Xie Zhi's soft lips fiercely.

Xie Zhi quickly grabbed the bottle and put it aside, only to avoid the tragedy of spilling on the mac.

The sweetness of the sports drink was rolled over by the tip of Yan Si's tongue, directly occupying Xie Zhi's entire mouth, Yan Si's force this time did not have any tenderness, and he kissed Xie Zhi almost fiercely.

Xie Zhi was suffocated by the fierce kiss, and tried his best to adjust himself to match Yan Si's pace.

When their lips parted, both of them responded, Yan Si pushed his sweaty hair, stared at Xie Zhi only a few centimeters away, and finally couldn't help laughing.

With a smile, Yan Si sighed lightly, turned his head, and touched Xie Zhi's lips again.

After kissing like a dragonfly, Yan Si sat down and hugged Xie Zhi in his arms.

"I really miss you." Yan Si leaned on the top of Xie Zhi's head, "I don't want to go out for a day's work... I just want to be with you."

"Business trip..." Xie Zhi's brain slowly recovered, and he called up a strict itinerary, "Hainan... turnon tour?"

"You know again?" Yan Si smiled slightly.

"I know everything about you." Xie Zhi said softly.

Yan Si: "Then now I know one more thing."

Xie Zhi raised his head in some puzzlement, and the next moment, he felt Yan Si's arms holding him tighter.

"I have a baby named Xie Zhi, I put it here with you, help me take care of him, don't lose weight, don't have stomach pains."

Xie Zhi listened to Yan Si's words, and suddenly felt a kiss on his hair, and Yan Si's voice came from above his head.

"Let him wait for me to come back, do you hear me?"

At seven o'clock in the morning of the next day, all Turnon staff departed on time at Daxing International Airport. For this journey, Yan Si accompanied someone.

He is a handsome little brother wearing ripped jeans, a printed black T-shirt, a thick silver necklace, and a peaked cap.

Turnon's four people huddled aside except for Yan Si, watching the handsome little brother and Yan Si huddling together, having never stopped communicating with each other since entering the lounge, and exchanging countless glances with each other, and finally couldn't bear it any longer.

Wang Ping, the bully with the least status in the group, was thrown out by the other three members, staggered to Yan Si's side, and pulled his clothes.

"This is Benatetti's relaxation exercise, understand?" The handsome little brother put his ankles on his thighs, with his very handsome Erlang legs raised, and was teaching Yan Si his acting skills.

"Understood, I will find a place in the hotel to operate it later." After Yan Sizheng finished speaking, Wang Ping pulled his clothes.

"What are you doing, son." Yan Si turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Wang Ping.

Wang Ping: "Come here, I have something to tell you."

"Let's talk here if you have anything to say." Yan Si sat up and didn't want to move, "Yin Xin and I still have things to do."

Wang Ping: "..."

Thank you for your kind words and popular science with me. His name is Yin Xin! ! !

Wang Ping's expression changed, and he dragged Yan Sifei to pull him aside: "Come here, I have something to tell you."

"Talk about it." Yan Si rarely saw Wang Ping being so serious, so he could only be dragged away by him.

Wang Ping took Yan Si to a corner not far away, and took a deep breath.

Yan Si looked at Wang Ping's ugly behavior and smiled: "What are you talking about?"

After inhaling in one breath, Wang Ping raised his head, staring at Yan Si with a very serious expression: "Old Yan, let me tell you, in love, the most important thing is to be specific."

Yan Si: "... what?"

Wang Ping: "I know that love is sometimes elusive, but no matter how elusive it is, you can't be so fond of the new and dislike the old - let alone cold violence and cheating, you know?"

"...What are you talking about??" Yan Si was at a loss, "Who cheated? Ji cheated?"

Wang Ping hated that iron could not be made into steel, and gritted his teeth: "Still pretending to me??"

Yan Si: "I really don't understand."

Wang Ping: "Then that one over there—who is Yin Xin? Xie Zhi didn't even show it to anyone else in Turnon, so you just changed it. Isn't it cheating???"

While muttering to himself, Wang Ping turned his head and glanced at Yin Xin. The latter raised his left hand handsomely, waved it, whistled, and got up.

Yan Si was finally happy, and said, "Me? With Yin Xin? Derailed?"

Wang Ping is serious: "It may still be in the initial stage, and this sign will be ruthlessly snuffed out by our group of righteous people."

"My Miao—" Yan Si laughed angrily, "I'll give you a big head! Yin Xin, she——is my teacher!"

While speaking, Yin Xin had already walked up to the two of them, and glanced at Wang Ping and Yan Si through the sunglasses.

"What are you talking about?" Yin Xin was chewing gum, "I wanted to tell you about Itkin while I was on the plane."

"He." Yan Si pointed at Wang Ping, "I think you and I—"

Yin Xin: "Huh?"

Yan Si: "There is a leg."

Yin Xin: "...Pfft."

Yin Xin was choked by Yan Si's words, and almost swallowed his chewing gum. After a while, he smiled and took off his sunglasses.

"I'm sorry, my mind was full of class, so I forgot to introduce myself." Yin Xin stretched out his hand and shook hands with Wang Ping, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Yin Xin, Ph.D. Gender male, sexual orientation female, favorite cp is Ji Zou x Wang Ping."

Wang Ping froze and blinked.

"Unless Yan Si changes gender, the two of us in this life..." Yin Xin smiled and made a "cross" at the same time, "There is no possibility."

It wasn't until this time that Wang Ping could see clearly that Yin Xin's facial features were pretty after taking off the sunglasses. Although he was handsome, his facial features were indeed more delicate, and they were girls' facial features.

Hey wait——what did Yin Xin say just now? ?

Before Wang Ping could react, Yin Xin had already called Yan Si away. The content of the professional course was so complicated that it would be impossible to finish it if you didn't hurry up.

Wang Ping watched the back of the two, and returned to his teammates in desperation.

Everyone surrounded him with concern.

Bi Fang: "How is it? Have you shocked Xiao Yan?"

Zhou Qixuan: "Have you reformed yourself and started a new life?

Bo Yi'an: "Has he given up on the playboy route?"

Wang Ping: "Let go of a big-headed ghost!!!! He was tricked to death by you - that is his teacher, a Ph.D. from the acting department of Nortel!!!"

The tour stayed in Hainan for a total of three days. Yan Si was fully booked every day. Before the rehearsal, he had to hurry up and practice dancing while taking classes. After the rehearsal, everyone went back to rest. Yan Si still had an acting class to attend.

Before the start of the tour, Yan Si was putting on makeup while sleeping, and he didn't wake up until the full set of makeup was done.

And after the tour, Yan Si fell asleep on the chair before he finished removing his make-up, smearing and smearing his make-up remover not too gently, Yan Si didn't wake up in a daze.

Wang Ping and Zhou Qixuan were taking off their make-up in the corner, and Yin Xin was sitting next to him. He was playing a game of Glory of Kings, killing the opponent in the bottom lane without leaving any behind.

Wang Ping looked at the screen for a while, curious: "Teacher Yin."

Yin Xin didn't raise his eyes: "Huh?"

Wang Ping: "Yan Si's last few classes? Why are you so tired?"

Yin Xin bought himself a piece of equipment, fought bravely against the enemy, split his mind, and answered casually: "The number of classes is not yet determined, but I just take it when I have time, and see if there is any need for it."

Wang Ping: "It wouldn't be so exhausting, right? At the beginning, he was also taking part in college entrance examinations and participating in activities, and he didn't fall asleep on the spot without being so tired."

"Mr. Wang, a little on this side of the head." said the makeup artist who removed Wang Ping's makeup.

Wang Ping turned his face to the side, just in time to see Bi Fang next to him.

Wang Ping: "Brother Fang, tell me, this dog Yan Si is still getting old—an old man, you can't accept it."

Bi Fang was also taking off his makeup. Hearing this, he thought about it and said calmly, "I don't think so."

Wang Ping: "How to say?"

Bi Fang: "I think, I'm afraid I've been squeezed dry."

"If you want to talk about this, I won't take off my makeup!" Zhou Qixuan just passed by, holding a bottle of juice, and suddenly heard this, and came to join the battle, "I also think that having a wife is different. .”

"You guys!" Bai Yi'an also came, a little angry, "Respect brother's privacy, please——Come on, Miss, I'll remove Wang Ping's make-up, and you can go to the side to rest for a while."

Heh, the contemporary men's group, for the sake of gossip, can even remove makeup by themselves.

The makeup artist left with a smile on his face, and Bai Yi'an threw the makeup remover to Wang Ping, signaling him to remove it himself.

"Is x's life so good?" Bi Fang sighed, "Old Yan can't handle it with his physical strength."

Bo Yi'an: "That's for sure, happiness is like a fairy."

Zhou Qixuan: "Ah—a crane row above the clouds in the clear sky! From now on, the king will not go to court early!"

"Are you stupid??" Bi Fang was really stunned by the ignorance of his teammates, "It's a slow move and a double challenge! From now on, the king will not go to court early!"

Wang Ping rummaged through his long-lost high school knowledge, and slowly asked a question: "Are you sure?"

Bai Yi'an reconciled from it: "Whether it is true or not, we mean the same thing!"

Bai Yi'an pretended to twist his beard: "Song every night, Comrade Xiao Yan."

Chatting with four people, only Wang Ping has a real night life, and everyone is still chatting very vigorously. Yin Xin raised his head, looked at this group of men who were talking on paper, shook his head again, and continued to return to the world of pesticides, killing the Quartet.

The four of them chatted very vigorously, but they all lowered their voices. Happiness is happiness, and they don't want to wake Yan Si up.

When Ji Zeyang walked in, he happened to see his four masters sitting in the corner muttering for some reason, while the other master——Yan Si was in a light sleep with his arms folded and his head bowed.

... To be honest, seeing Yan Si like this, Ji Zeyang didn't feel bad.

But distress can't be eaten, nor can it be converted into grades. Ji Zeyang felt distressed for a moment, walked over, and patted Yan Si on the shoulder.

Yan Si opened his eyes abruptly, looked up at Ji Zeyang silently, his eyes were bloodshot.

"It's almost time to rest." Ji Zeyang said, "Go to Yin Xin for class."

Yan Si frowned, seemed to have a headache, rubbed his forehead, and stood up the next moment, leaning on the arm of the chair.

Yan Si: "Okay."

Ji Zeyang and Yan Si walked side by side to the four things crowded together, Yan Si called Yin Xin, and the two left together, Ji Zeyang grabbed the four who were about to flee simultaneously, and smiled.

"Are you free?" Ji Zeyang asked.

"Not idle, not idle." Bai Yi'an immediately flattered him.

Ji Zeyang ignored him: "If you are free, then have a meeting."

"Teacher Bai, don't you want to watch a movie tonight?"

On the third day after Yan Si left, at [-]:[-] p.m., Xie Zhi and Bai Hanmo sat together in the courtyard, facing a large plate of grapes, and looked at the flickering light bulbs in the courtyard.

Xie Zhi was a little confused - usually they would chat in the courtyard, but they would only come out after watching it in the audio-visual room with a projection screen, but today...

"I'm not going to watch movies tonight." Bai Hanmo pushed the grapes towards Xie Zhi, motioning him to eat, "I think we've seen enough, I don't have anything else to tell you about movie reviews .”

Xie Zhi didn't speak.

Bai Hanmo asked again: "Or, do you think we need to continue reading and writing?"

"I have no idea."

"I don't think it's necessary." Bai Hanmo ate a grape and threw the skin into the trash can. "If we continue writing, it will be someone else's movie."

"But we are going to be screenwriters." Bai Hanmo asked, "not movie critics, right?"

Xie Zhi nodded.

"Then, starting tonight, let's change the topic to your work." Bai Hanmo said, "Talk about your work, talk about your creation."

While talking, Bai Hanmo dragged out a rattan box under his bamboo chair, then took out a notebook from it, and placed it next to the large plate of grapes.

It is Xie Zhi's notebook for writing stories.

Xie Zhi watched Bai Hanmo open his story writing book, covering it with his skinny fingers, he could not help but sit up straight, and became nervous.

The person in front of him is, in a sense, a top-level critic in China.

And his own works are in his eyes...

Bai Hanmo pressed his fingers on the book, smiled and looked at Xie Zhi: "In the past few days, I have read all your works."

Xie Zhi nodded nervously.

Bai Hanmo: "I found that there is a very important feature in it."

Bai Hanmo's tone could not be blamed or anything else, just calm, he said: "There are 53 stories in the whole book, in fact, they are all written for one person."

Ji Zeyang dragged several people into a small meeting room, and then announced the theme of today's meeting.

This meeting is mainly to discuss Turnon's next itinerary.

In fact, for a general combination, the agent arranges the route, and the team executes according to the route designed by the agent. But turnon is a group of princes, and the princes are all entrusted by Cheng Yi's business partners. Of course, it can't be that simple. rough.

Therefore, any major decision by Turnon requires the princes to nod together.

Ji Zeyang: "This time, the main purpose is to discuss whether our quarterly tour should continue until Yan Si's college entrance examination is over."

Turnon's team activities are actually relatively few. The team activities that have been insisted on since the formation of the group, except for the quarterly tour, are relatively scattered.

Bi Fang: "Why don't you ask Yan Si's opinion?"

Ji Zeyang: "I have already asked Yan Si in advance, and he told me clearly that he can not cancel the season tour and stick to it."

Zhou Qixuan: "Then this is too anti-human..."

The program rehearsal for the quarterly tour is very intensive. Yan Si is busy with exams and rehearsals at the same time. He can still grit his teeth once, but there will be three seasons and three stages in the next one.

Bai Yi'an and Zhou Qixuan had the same idea: "I think Yan Si has already lost five or six catties. If this continues, everyone will die and the lights will run out."

Zhou Qixuan: "That's right, it's pitiful to look at. At the beginning, Xiao Yan studied 985 while working, but he didn't become what he is now."

Bi Fang: "After all—this is pure physical labor, and the human body has limits."

"It's up to now!" Wang Ping finally said, "I don't want to hide something from everyone!"

All eyes focused on Wang Ping.

Wang Ping: "Hey, actually, I also have a small project that I want to do with Ji Zou—so I boldly turned on the mic and voted to cancel the season tour."

The meaning of Wang Ping's words is very clear. Even if the season tour is canceled, it is not Yan Si's fault alone.

Everyone looked at Wang Ping quietly.

Finally, Bi Fang spoke.

"Show affection, fork out."

"Heh, now you can show your affection in a fair and honest manner?"

"Show affectionate dog, get lost."

Ji Zeyang sighed helplessly, knocked on the table, and finally asked: "So, unify an opinion!"

"Aren't we unified enough?" Wang Ping said in grief and indignation amidst the siege, "Just cancel the quarterly tour, but not cancel other activities, and give my son more time to work on his college entrance examination!"

On the third day after arriving in Hainan, in the morning, all the staff slept in and went to class, and in the afternoon, we went to the airport to catch the plane.

Inside the airport lounge.

Yan Si was dizzy in acting class, and it wasn't until Yin Xin went to the bathroom that Yan Si seized the opportunity to ask about the main points of yesterday's meeting.

"So, how did you decide in the end?" Yan Si asked Wang Ping.

"Me?" Wang Ping was chatting with Ji Zou, and when he looked up, he was a little dazed, "Oh, what about me—I'm going to have a relationship with Ji Zou."

Yan Si: "?"

"What about me." Bi Fang didn't know when he popped up, "I hope our little Yan will work hard to become a big boss quickly, and then lead me."

Holding the ice cream in his hand, Zhou Qixuan nodded in approval: "It's up to you whether I can be a waste who can lie down and make money from the team bonus!"

Yan Si: "...can you be more concise."

"Haagen-Dazs!!!" Bai Yi'an saw the ice cream in Zhou Qixuan's hand, snatched it in a wave motion, and pinched it in his hand, "To be concise, in general, stop the season tour and stop other activities .”

Yan Si remained silent, basically knowing the meaning of this decision.

Yan Si looked around at his teammates, and felt that he wanted to say something to thank—er, the turnon team felt that the style of painting was very strange when saying thank you.

"It's time to board the plane!" Yan Si was still thinking, but Wang Ping had already jumped up from his seat.

Wang Ping grabbed his son, led him with a smile, and walked out of the lounge. The moment he went out, Wang Ping let go of Yan Si and put on sunglasses for himself.

Behind Yan and Wang, the remaining three people from Turnon came out at the same time, shaking off their sunglasses in slightly different but equally cool poses, and putting them on their faces.

The five elder brothers all have long legs, black jeans, Martin boots, and uniform leather gloves. They don't smile and have cold faces.

The shutter sound of the fans following the camera was continuous, creating a kind of red carpet effect abruptly.

Big brothers walk with the wind.

Airport male model, well-deserved reputation.

"I'll make a private guess." Bai Hanmo smiled, "Is the protagonist of all your articles Yan Si?"

Xie Zhi couldn't laugh or cry, he could only ask: "You also know Yan Si?"

"Of course." Bai Hanmo smiled, "Color value CP—I also know the domestic trends clearly."

"Do you think... I can't do this?"

Xie Zhi asked Bai Hanmo a question in a soft voice.

Xie Zhi didn't know why he asked Bai Hanmo like that, maybe it was because... the atmosphere these days was really too relaxed, which made him feel that Bai Hanmo was not a respected elder, but a senior who could talk about what was on his mind .

After Xie Zhi finished speaking, he felt a little regretful. He looked at Bai Hanmo—will he be criticized?

After all, Wen Suixin had unequivocally opposed it.

"Stephen King." Bai Hanmo did not answer Xie Zhi's question, but asked him, "Do you know?"

"The Shawshank Redemption." Xie Zhi said, "I know about it."

"That's right, it's him." Bai Hanmo said, "He proposed such a concept called an ideal reader."

Xie Zhi looked at Bai Hanmo.

Bai Hanmo: "Stephen King believes that everyone has an ideal reader. In fact, everyone's creations are created for that ideal reader."

Bai Hanmo: "Writing is a personal matter. Why can't you write for Yan Si, an ideal reader?"

Xie Zhi opened his lips slightly, he seemed to feel that he understood what Bai Hanmo was saying, but he didn't seem to understand.

Are you... supported?

"There is no distinction between high and low when you start writing for any reason." Bai Hanmo thought for a while and said, "But the important thing is, what exactly do you want your ideal readers to see?"

"I want to take him to see the whole world!"

Xie Zhi almost blurted out.

That's right - it was like this from the beginning, nothing more than that Xie Zhi hoped to take Yan Si to see the world, even if it was only in his pen, that's why he started to write the first line.

"Very good." Bai Hanmo nodded, his expression became a little serious, "Then do you think that what you write now will show him the whole world?"

Xie Zhi: "..."

Xie Zhi got stuck slightly, then shook his head in frustration.

Bai Hanmo stood up, didn't take Xie Zhi's story writing book, and walked home empty-handed.

Xie Zhi quickly followed him.

A corner of Bai Hanmo's silk undershirt fluttered in the wind, as unpredictable as a cloud.

Yunpiao entered the study room. Bai Hanmo had a bookcase as high as the ceiling. He nimbly climbed up the ladder with wheels and sat down calmly.

Xie Zhi looked up at him.

"How much do you know about Plato's theory?" Bai Hanmo asked.

"... Dongyu?" Xie Zhi desperately recalled, "Utopia?"

"Okay, then Utopia." While speaking, Bai Hanmo accurately grabbed a yellowed copy of "Utopia" and threw it to Xie Zhi.

Xie Zhi quickly caught it.

"Have you ever understood Schopenhauer?" Bai Hanmo slid down the stairs and found one book after another, "Kant? Rousseau?"

"You might as well read books on psychology—Freud? Jung?"

Books were thrown down one by one as if they didn't want money, Xie Zhi picked them up at the bottom, holding a stack of books in his arms, and continued to look up at Bai Hanmo who was high above.

Bai Hanmo threw a few books, blushed a little out of breath, slid the ladder to the wall next to the door, sat down, and took a breath.

"There are also social news and current political hotspots." Bai Hanmo took out the last book—it wasn't a book, it was just a thick notebook. Judging from the cover design, the book was also getting old.

Bai Hanmo raised his hand coolly, and threw down the notebook: "Collect all the information you can see, and form your own three thousand worlds."

Xie Zhi caught the notebook and felt his heart beating so fast that he could jump out of his heart. He took a deep breath and looked at Bai Hanmo seriously, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

When all the surrounding scenery faded away, Xie Zhi felt as if he was standing at the starting point of a light path, and Bai Hanmo was the guide, holding a lamp, illuminating the path.

"Go, kid." The lantern bearer smiled, "The world you want to show him must be created by you."

Xie Zhi stood silently for a long time, and finally bowed deeply to Bai Hanmo.

Xie Zhi: "Thank you teacher."

"I am back."

Xie Zhi carried Bai Hanmo's special exchange on his back, and as soon as he walked out of the courtyard, he saw a motorcycle under the moonlight.

The body of the locomotive shines beautifully, but no matter how beautiful the car is, it is not as good-looking as the man with the helmet next to it.

Yan Si was covered in black and couldn't be hidden by the darkness, the moment he saw Xie Zhi, the hand that rotated the helmet stopped, Yan Si didn't move, staring at Xie Zhi with a smile.

"What a handsome motorcycle!" Xie Zhi hurriedly ran to Yan Si's side.

"Of course, your husband picked it." Yan Si lifted the helmet and buckled it on Xie Zhi's head. He also wore one, got into the car, and turned around, "Come on, let's go home."

Xie Zhi immediately nodded, nimbly straddled the scooter, and hugged Yan Si's waist.

"Sit down?"

"Sit down!"

The sound of the motor sounded instantly, and the exhaust pipe roared. The next moment, the entire locomotive rushed onto the road like an arrow off the string.

It was already 10:30 in the evening, and the roads in Beijing were no longer congested. Only Xie Zhi and Yan Si were in a car on the open street, and the street lights stretched their shadows obliquely.

An hour ago, there was a light rain in Beijing, and the somewhat warm wind wrapped in the summer heat and blew over Xie Zhi's cheeks.

"Yan Si—"

"Um???"

Facing the blowing wind, Xie Zhi took a deep breath and asked loudly: "Do you believe——I can—take you to see the whole world?!"

The strong wind blew the clothes of the two of them flying in the air, and also wrapped Yan Si's answer and blew it to Xie Zhi who was in the back row.

"certainly--"

The author has something to say: I like Teacher Bai so much hahahaha.He will neither directly attack Xiaozhi and say that he is not allowed, nor will he say that it is useless to cheer up with enthusiasm.

Instead, gently hand him the key to go where he wants to go.

"Try as much as you can, the world belongs to you after all."

A detail that no one cares about:

Bai Hanmo's teaching to Xie Zhi didn't start when he went to his house.

It started from the day Wen Suixin asked Xie Zhi to write a film review.

In fact, Mr. Bai Hanmo judged that there was nothing wrong with Xie Zhi's film criticism at the time, and he only practiced for two or three days after he got home, that is, to give Xie Zhi some ideas that he didn't explain clearly in the correspondence course.

So the teacher just wanted to help Xiaozhi hhhh in story writing from the beginning.

I also like turnon very much, the male model group cares about each other while being funny [a group of psychopaths. 】

"Take you to see the whole world" → recall the foreshadowing in the orienteering period.