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The three-day planned itinerary reached the last day in a blink of an eye.

During this day, the program team did not arrange any more games.After all, they are still a travel variety show, and they always have to set aside some real travel time to visit France and experience exotic customs.

On this day, Bo Yijian was leisurely all the way.

Look at the rising sun, go shopping on the beach, and walk around the famous French architectural museums. Before you feel the passage of time, the show is completely over.

At the end of the show, "Dreamer" embarked on a return journey.

The guests also went their separate ways, rushing to the next itinerary.

This time it was a little bit of a coincidence, among the six guests, three had work to do and did not fly to China, and the only fat man who returned home with them was not on the same flight as them, so he had to say goodbye to them at the airport with tears.

In the end, Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei boarded a plane. Although they both sat in the first class cabin, they were not close to each other. One was in the front left and the other was in the rear right.

Yu Shengwei didn't care about what he did, he followed Bo Yijian to his place, and spoke to the middle-aged guest who was sitting next to Bo Yijian, who happened to be an Asian.

"Excuse me, can we change seats? The person sitting next to me is a friend I know. My ticket is also first class, but the seat is a little closer to the front."

The middle-aged guest raised his head and was about to answer when his eyes suddenly fixed on the face of Bao Yijian next to Yu Shengwei.

After a while, he hesitated a little: "It's getting easier?"

It's okay, it's okay, I didn't call Gao Xingyan, otherwise, should I recognize it or not?

Bo Yijian smiled and said, "It's me."

The middle-aged guest suddenly became excited: "It's really you, I've seen your movie before, and the acting is really good! Can you sign me? Just sign it on the clothes!"

Bo Yijian: "..."

Oops, I haven't come out for a long time, and I no longer have the habit of carrying a pen with me...

Just then, a marker was handed over from the side.

Bo Yijian turned his head and saw that Yu Shengwei had a cute and cute face.

He took the pen and signed his name on the chest of his shirt according to the request of the middle-aged passenger.

The middle-aged passenger thanked him with a smile, gave up his seat, and was about to leave when he suddenly saw Yu Shengwei.

His eyes froze again.

He was a little dazed, and said in a very uncertain tone: "You look familiar, is that fish...fish...fish?"

no.

His name is not Yu Yu Yu.

His name is Yu Shengwei.

Bo Yijian almost wanted to rush to answer, but Yu Shengwei's voice was faster than his.

Yu Shengwei still had an obedient and cute face, and told the other party very seriously: "You misidentified the wrong person, I am Brother Jian's new assistant."

Bo Yijian: "..."

He gave Yu Shengwei a look: You are too skinny.

Middle-aged passenger: "But you just said that you are friends?"

Yu Shengwei said calmly: "I am an assistant and a friend."

The middle-aged passenger believed it this time.

He stopped paying attention to Yu Shengwei, and waved his hands excitedly, before reluctantly walking to the front position.

Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei sat down together.

This small episode took up a lot of time. At this time, almost all the passengers boarded the plane. The plane took off quickly and reached mid-air smoothly. The stewardess also pushed a small cart and walked out of the rest area. , offer drinks and snacks to every guest.

When the trolley was pushed to the seats of Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei, Bo Yijian said to the flight attendant, "Is there a blanket?"

The stewardess agreed with a smile, squatted down, and took out a small blanket from the bottom of the car. She just tore open the plastic bag, and before it spread out, the blanket was caught by Thin Yijian.

Bo Yi gradually unfolded the blanket, covered Yu Shengwei's lap, and said to him, "Go to sleep if you're sleepy."

Sitting down just now, he noticed that Yu Sheng yawned slightly in a subtle way.

Must be sleepy.

He also has this problem. He gets sleepy when he gets on the plane.

Yu Shengwei stroked the fluffy blanket with his fingers, couldn't help but smile back at the other party, and then said to the stewardess, "Please give me a cup of coffee."

The stewardess also smiled, meeting Yu Shengwei's request.

The carts come and go, and come and go.

After the stewardess left, Bo Yijian looked at Yu Shengwei who was drinking two mouthfuls of coffee, and asked wonderingly, "Aren't you sleeping?"

Yu Shengwei: "Well... there is still some work to do."

Thin Yi gradually realized.

But the next moment, he found that Yu Shengwei who was talking took out an advertising magazine from the back of the chair, held it in his hand, and read it.

Bo Yijian: "..."

He couldn't help it, and said again: "Is reading magazines a job?"

Yu Sheng's expression remained unchanged: "Relax first, then work."

As he spoke, he took out a pair of earphones from his backpack, and handed one of the earphones to Yijian.

"Brother Yijian, do you want to listen to music together?"

Bo Yijian originally wanted to sleep.

But seeing Yu Shengwei's energetic appearance, he lost his sleepiness for a while. He simply took the earphones of the other party and stuffed them in his ears. Just now, the familiar singing voice accompanied the melody. stand up.

this is not……

Bo Yijian: "You sang?"

Yu Shengwei: "Yes."

Bo Yijian: "Is it all of them?"

Yu Shengwei: "Well... yes." He coughed, and said to Bo Yijian very seriously, "Actually, I think I sing pretty well, what does Brother Yijian think?"

Bo Yijian looked at Hui Yu Shengwei and smiled.

He gave the other party a thumbs up: "That is, your perception of yourself is correct."

Yu Sheng returned a slightly shy smile.He raised the armrest between the two seats, then pulled the blanket that Bao Yijian had originally covered his legs, and divided half of it to cover Bo Yijian's legs.

In this way, a pair of headphones can be shared by two people, and a blanket can also be shared by two people.

Even the two seats with raised armrests seem to have turned into a long chair at this moment.

Yu Shengwei was satisfied.

He turned his gaze to the small table in front of him.

If possible, he would also like to give half of the refreshing coffee in front of him to Bo Yijian.

But... forget it for now.

He restrained his hand with some regret, and said:

"It's good that Brother Yijian likes it."

After the plane took off, the visor was pulled down, the lights in the cabin were turned on, and the warm yellow light illuminated this small corner.

Yu Shengwei was pressing a magazine with both hands, which was placed on the small table.He pinned a strand of hair that was too long behind his ear, but that strand of hair was still playful, relentlessly curled, with a little end sticking out, hanging on his earlobe.

Maybe the lighting was too orange.

At this moment, Bo Yijian strangely smelled a hint of homely warmth.

He was a little dazed and shook his head.

Come on, am I sleepy?

***

In any case, time is still moving forward, the long flight is over, and the plane flies to its destination.

After everyone got off the plane, Bo Yijian asked Yu Shengwei, "How are you going?"

Yu Shengwei: "Wait for the car from the studio. Where's Brother Yijian?"

Bo Yijian took out his hat and mask from his pocket in a very down-to-earth manner, buttoned them up one by one, and finally put on the sunglasses.With these things, even if his father arrived at the scene, he might not be able to recognize him.

"Leave in a line and go in the car. Do you want me to wait with you?"

Yu Sheng smiled and said, "No need, the car will be here soon, see you again, brother Yi Jian."

Bo Yijian: "Then I'll go first." He stopped after taking two steps, "Do you have a hat and scarf?"

Yu Shengwei: "Yes, there are."

Bo Yijian said again: "Then I..."

This time, Yu Shengwei didn't want to hear the other party say goodbye, so he rushed to answer: "See you next time."

Bo Yijian was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "See you next time."

He waved his hand, feeling that this simple farewell was made too complicated by himself, so he left without saying a word this time.

Yu Shengwei stood where he was.

The space at the airport is very spacious, and Yijian's back is always in front of him.

He looked at it for a while, and the phone rang suddenly. He didn't speak when he picked it up, but the manager's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"My ancestor, shouldn't your plane fly to the capital? Why did you fly to Shanghai? You still have to shoot an advertisement tomorrow!"

No matter how spacious the space is, there is an end.

Turning the corner, Bo Yijian disappeared.

Yu Sheng retracted his gaze slightly, and changed direction: "Don't worry, it won't be too late, I'm at the airport, and I'm flying straight there now."

The agent was still puzzled, and asked: "What on earth are you going to Shanghai for? Can't you just shoot the commercial and then go back?"

"Nothing special."

Yu Sheng entered a boutique clothing store, casually took a hat off the shelf, and walked towards the sales counter.

"... just to buy something."

The agent was going crazy: "Grandfather, what do you have to buy at this time? You were definitely not like this in the past...!"

Yu Shengwei paid the bill, picked up the hat, twirled it around on his finger, and put it on his head again.

He pressed the brim of his hat, walked forward, and answered the manager:

"Then you know now. I can't wait for what I want, and I will buy it immediately."

***

The phone hangs up.

The agent sat in his office, listening to the "beep beep" sound coming from the microphone, with a look of despair on his face.

who I am.

where am i.

What am I doing wrong again.

At this moment, his computer beeped, and a photo of Bo Yijian and Yu Shengwei popped up from WeChat.

The people under his command asked him, "When will the photos be posted? How will they be posted?"

The agent stared at the photo for a few seconds, and suddenly jumped up from the chair as if a spring had been installed under his buttocks.

His hands fell on the keyboard.

The next moment, crackling typing sounds resounded across the room, and the computer screen showed the manager's distorted face even more.

The manager's face was full of ferocity, and his momentum was soaring, and he answered the other party viciously:

"Now, I'll come, the studio will send it!"

All the losses of this project, I have to earn back through this hype!

***

Of course Bo Yijian didn't know what happened in Yu Shengwei's studio.

He has no addiction to the Internet. After returning home by car, he washes up and sleeps well to overcome jet lag.

Wait until the next day to wake up.

He suddenly found out.

Huh?

How come the whole internet knows about him and Yu Shengwei?