I'm Afraid I'm Now a Salted Fish

Chi Song smiled and said nothing.

In the entertainment circle, the possibility of a creature like Silly Baitian existing is extremely low. Most of the seemingly innocent and harmless people don't really understand anything, they just have been educated and never drop the line all year round.

After beating Chi Song two or three times, one night, there was a knock on Bai Zhirong's door.

He was rushing to work with a slice of bread in his mouth, and when he opened the door, he saw Chi Song standing at his door in a polo shirt.

Bai Zhirong was originally upset because of work, but when he saw Chi Song, his eyes turned dark.

Chi Song put his hands in his pockets and said softly, "Can I go in?"

Bai Zhirong thought, I'm a fool.

So, he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, opened the door, took a step back, and made way for Chi Song: "What are you doing?"

Chi Song didn't say a word, leaned over to pick up a thermos and a folder by the door, and walked in.

Bai Zhirong looked at him warily: "What is this?"

Chi Song touched the tip of his nose: "Stomach-nourishing porridge."

Bai Zhirong couldn't figure out what was going on with him, so he put his arm on the door frame, blocked Chi Song from the door, and said, "Take it back, I won't drink it."

Chi Song looked at him with peachy eyes: "I didn't say it was for you."

Bai Zhirong: "..." Damn you little bitch.

Bai Zhirong, who was so choked with an ugly face, finally let Chi Song in: "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Chi praises Yang folder: "It's work."

Bai Zhirong, who thought Chi Song was here to tear up X: "...what job?"

Chi Song spread out the folder, which contained Chi Song's script, and the corners were densely packed with notes made by Chi Song.

Seeing such a script, Bai Zhirong couldn't hold back, and secretly praised it in his heart.

He has been with the crew all year round, and he often sees some young actors, as if they are planning to keep the script and sell it for money. There is no note on it, and it is cleaner than a human face.

As he said that, Chi Song took out his mobile phone again and said, "It's your senior brother who designed the pre-season costumes for the second season of "Bright Star", right? I don't think you're particularly satisfied with his proposal. I'll think about it when I go back." I think, what you said makes sense. I have asked the director for permission, and the two of us first discussed the general direction of the clothing style, and then seized the time to make another plan, so that the sponsors can provide clothes.”

Bai Zhirong: "..."

...To overthrow and redo the plan is the most unbearable pain for all designers.

Chi Song asked, "Is there a problem?"

Bai Zhirong grinds his back molars: "...No."

The little bitch smashed Chi Song's work efficiency is high, and he and Bai Zhirong checked the parts that should be checked in an hour and a half.

In just one and a half hours, Bai Zhirong found that he didn't seem to be such an idiot, and some fashion trends and ideas were quite in line with the aesthetics of the season.

...Hmph, it means that after staying by Zhi Huai's side for a long time, it must be a good thing.

After discussing the work, Chi Song got up politely, ready to leave.

When Chi Song was about to walk to the door, Bai Zhirong noticed the thermos that he put on the table: "Hey, your pot."

Chi Song turned his head and said, "This is the white fungus porridge I cooked tonight. It's a bit overcooked. If you only eat bread, it's not good for your stomach....Your brother is in the hospital for gastric bleeding, right?"

Bai Zhirong was stunned: "..."

After Chi Song walked out, he turned around again and said, "There is a heating place in the hotel. If you can't finish eating tonight, you can reheat it tomorrow morning. When you finish eating, clean the pot and send it to Come to my room."

After speaking, Chi Song left, leaving behind Bai Zhirong and a pot of nourishing porridge.

Bai Zhirong leaned on the swivel chair, turned around several times with his neck raised in anger, but when he saw the thermos bottle, he lost his temper for no reason.

He dragged the thermos over and lifted the lid.

The thermal insulation effect of the thermos is particularly good. As soon as the lid is opened, a sweet aroma of jujubes rushes up, making the skin slightly moist.

I don't know if it is neutralized by this warm and sweet smell, but Bai Zhirong's acid reflux in his stomach due to hunger feels much better.

Chi Song was very careful. The thermos was equipped with a small bowl, bamboo chopsticks, and a clean stainless steel spoon. Inside, there were three crystal clear shrimp dumplings warmed with porridge.

After chatting with Chi Song for so long, Bai Zhirong was really a little hungry. Holding the mentality of "I eat Chi Song anyway, if you don't eat for nothing", after wolfing down a whole lot, he worked hard and worked overtime without complaint.

To be honest, excluding the part of the psychologically dark desire to run on Chi Song, Bai Zhirong, who is used to movie costumes and picky, really can't understand the treatment of TV drama costumes.

He practiced immortality for half the night, and didn't go to bed until 02:30 yawning, falling asleep amidst the aroma of rice from his rival in the room.

Thinking about work, Bai Zhirong didn't sleep very well, and when he woke up the next day, his face was filled with immortality.

He ate a portion of tremella porridge prepared by Chi Songduo, and then reluctantly took the empty bucket and rushed towards the faucet, thinking that the thermos was Chi Song's head.

After washing, I feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Bai Zhirong went to the dressing room with the thermos.

It was only 05:30 in the morning, and there were lights and voices in the dressing room.

Bai Zhirong walked to the door of the dressing room, ready to knock on the door.

Cai Qingqing was playing with her mobile phone in the room. While waiting for the teammates of Glory of Kings to form a team, she suddenly said to Chi Song who was reading the script: "...Hey, why didn't Designer Bai come to pick on you today?"

Chi Song smiled slightly and said, "He has a job and is busy."

Cai Qingqing looked up from the mirror in front of her, and found that Chi Song's expression looked like a little fox.

Chi Song said with lingering fear: "...he will stop calling me ugly when he gets busy."

Cai Qingqing: "Hahahahaha."

Bai Zhirong scolded MMP [-] times at the door.

Sure enough, Chi Song was messing with him on purpose!

He was about to go in to perform an explosion on the spot, when Cai Qingqing said inside: "Designer Bai is really not very social. We had dinner with the main creative staff two days ago, and he refused to go. What a weirdo."

Chi Song said: "You can't blame him, we went to eat skewers two days ago, he has a bad stomach, so he can't go."

Cai Qingqing was curious: "How do you know?"

Chi Song replied: "I think he took stomach medicine on the set."

Bai Zhirong: "..."

…Holding a big grass, has he been observing himself?

With a dark face, Bai Zhirong pushed the door open and entered.

Chi Song turned his head and saw that it was Bai Zhirong, so he took the initiative to say hello to him: "Have you finished your meal?"

Bai Zhirong said sullenly, "Yes."

Chi Song asked: "How is it, does it suit your appetite?"

Bai Zhirong rolled his Adam's apple, out of the ancient truth of short-mouthed people, he still said vaguely: "... let's do it."

Chi Song said, "I want to eat ginseng chicken soup tonight."

Bai Zhirong: "...So?"

Chi Song offered the invitation naturally: "Let's go together."

Bai Zhirong: "..."

Facing such a smiling face that resembled Song Zhihuai's little fox couple, Bai Zhirong was shown off invisibly, sourly typed GG, and exited the dressing room.

Cai Qingqing followed their interaction with gossip: "What's the matter with you two?"

After confirming that Bai Zhirong had really left, Chi Song heaved a sigh of relief, and said vaguely, "...it's a little festive."

Cai Qingqing controlled her hero to steal the tower, and gossiped by the way: "...It can't be because of a girl, right?"

... No, it's because of a man, the handsome one.

Chi Song said, "Almost."

Cai Qingqing raised one eyebrow, but she couldn't lock Chi Song with her eyes due to her busy work, so she could only push the tower harder and asked, "Hurry up, tell me, what's the situation?"

Chi Song didn't dare to provide more information, but said, "...that's what you guessed."

Cai Qingqing nodded: "It's quite troublesome to get along with each other."

Chi Song sighed: "Yeah, but this is a matter between me and him. We can't be so stiff all the time, and we can't tear it up. It's not good to spread the word...well, he's not happy either."

When Cai Qingqing heard Chi Song mention "her", she booed: "Oh——I can't tell, Xiao Chi loves his wife very much."

Chi Song's face was completely red, and he lowered his head shyly, his face was full of joy of being a winner in life.

That night, Chi Song invited his former love rival out to eat ginseng chicken soup, but was rejected.

He packed a copy and left it at Bai Zhirong's door.

An hour later, he went out to check again and found that the ginseng chicken soup had been taken in.

The next day, Song Yingjun ran out earlier than Chi Song. She liked the soft carpet on the corridor. These two days, she always liked to get up half an hour earlier than Chi Song. Kazkaz scratched the door to let Chi Song Let her out for a walk.

After letting Yingjun out the door, Chi Song got up sleepily, brushed his teeth while reading the script, and finally walked out the door with the script that had almost been turned over.

Then, he saw Bai Zhirong holding a chicken bone, squatting at the door of his room teasing Song Yingjun.

Song Yingjun was not very interested in chicken bones, but was very interested in Bai Zhirong's hand. After looking at it for a long time, he licked it with his tongue.

Bai Zhirong: "Oh!"

Finding himself shouting a little loudly, he raised his head and came face to face with Chi Song.

Bai Zhirong: "..."

Chi Song greeted with a smile: "Good morning."

Bai Zhirong's gaze began to move around, trying to find a brick that could kill Chi Song and himself.

After the search failed, Bai Zhirong leaned against the wall and stood up pretending to be reserved.

Song Yingjun looked at Bai Zhirong curiously with an expressionless face.

For some reason, when he saw the cat, Bai Zhirong started to feel agitated, and out of nowhere, he said something: "...he said that he hates long-haired animals the most, and that the fur rolls everywhere and is hard to clean up. "

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Bai Zhirong wanted to slap himself in the face.

Why mention this?He and Song Zhihuai broke up hundreds of years ago, and he was so cheap to say these things in front of his current boyfriend.

Chi Song's eyes suddenly lit up: "You also have cats?"

Bai Zhirong almost choked to death.

After a long while, he reluctantly answered, "...I keep dogs, and I don't like cats the most."

... Chi Song thought, then you fed the handsome bones so happily just now.

But since he was a fellow, Chi Song's chatterbox opened up immediately: "Let me recommend a hair roller. It's very effective for sticking hair."

Bai Zhirong: "..."

After talking for a long time, Bai Zhirong resigned to his fate.

These days, Chi Song didn't make him a big trip, didn't file a complaint, didn't cause trouble, didn't come to the door to tear him down, and he had harassed him so many times, but he just followed his own request and gave him a task of modifying the design, saying It's already very polite.

More importantly, Bai Zhirong is a single-parent family, he can't bear others to treat him well.

He was discouraged, and asked with a self-defeating face: "What brand of hair roller?"

Song Yingjun squatted aside, sweeping his big fluffy tail, looked at the two people in front of him for a while, then picked up the chicken bone that fell on the ground, and the cat gnawed it away.

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