Pet hot search [Entertainment circle]

Wang Ping had already hugged the big bunch of roses, and he turned stiffly to the fan who met them, holding the roses, and in the dark night, he could see his face was slightly red.

"Can you take a group photo?" The fans were so excited that they lost the ability to perceive idol's emotions, they took out their phones and looked forward to it.

Ji Zou glanced at Wang Ping, and stood in front of him: "Sorry, we..."

"You can take a photo."

Wang Ping said almost at the same time as Ji Zuo.

When Ji Zou turned his head, Wang Ping glanced at Ji Zou and suddenly realized: "Ah...you don't want to take a photo?"

Wang Ping turned his head to look at the innocent fans, and changed his words: "I'm sorry, he doesn't want to, so it won't work."

Ji Zou: "..."

Ji Zuo sighed, went over to take the rose, put it on the other hand, and said, "I don't want to, then you...let's take a photo."

Fans saw Ji Zou's actions and understood that Ji Zou didn't want others to see roses.

The truth is, roses are indeed too ambiguous, and sending them out may have some bad effects.

The fans felt a sense of responsibility, walked over to adjust the angle, and just took a photo without any rose leaves or petals.

After the photo was taken, the fans expressed gratitude: "Thank you - I will treasure this photo forever."

The fan glanced at Ji Zou and said to him: "Well, I also like brother Pingping, so... I won't post ins or anything like that."

It seems that it should be a rational fan.

Ji Zuo nodded, just as he was about to thank him, he heard the person next to him speak.

"Why didn't you post it?" Wang Ping asked bluntly, "Isn't this photo a pretty one?"

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Ji Zou: "..."

fan:"……"

In fact, this has nothing to do with whether it looks good or not. The relationship here lies in...

The fan looked at the photos on the phone, looked at Ji Zuo's expression, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Then...then I'll post it?"

"Send it." Wang Ping snatched the rose from Ji Zuo's hand and hugged it, and waved to the fans, "That's it, we're going back, I wish you a happy weekend."

Fans fluttered in the wind, waved at Wang Ping, and stood for another 10 minutes before opening his ins in the wind, and Zhan Zhanwei pressed the send button.

When she pressed send, Wang Ping and Ji Zuo had already walked a long distance side by side. Wang Ping hugged Rose and kept looking down at Rose, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Wang Ping." After walking for a while, Ji Zuo couldn't help but say, "You know she saw me giving you roses just now, right?"

"what happened?"

"The photo just now..." Ji Zou chose his words carefully, "She has a photo in her hand, if you take advantage of the situation to add more details to this matter, then the whole world may know that you are being pursued by a man."

Although because of the high-profile gay marriages of some seniors with high status, the whole circle has a slightly higher acceptance of male-to-male relationships.

But the entertainment industry is still not an industry that can fully accept homosexuality as much as it accepts heterosexuality.

Holding the rose in his arms, Wang Ping walked cheerfully and paused.

Wang Ping stood still and gave Ji Zou a strange look.

"Then you know." Wang Ping asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Zou: "..."

"You pursue me, I asked for it." Wang Ping gently pulled the rose petals, and stared at Ji Zou with clear eyes, "We are an aboveboard relationship between pursuing and being pursued-if one day, I am chased by you... ...Catch up, you are my boyfriend."

"You're not afraid of...some media." Ji Zuo's words didn't convey his meaning.

"Not afraid." Wang Ping laughed.

"Like someone..." Wang Ping, who had a firm face just now, blushed suddenly. He walked away without looking at Ji, walked a few steps with a rose in his arms, and said righteously, "I mean! Being liked by someone ! Why should I hide it!"

Wang Ping ran a few steps, and suddenly felt his shoulders being pulled back, and then, a warm thing pressed against the top of his ear.

Ji Zou hugged Wang Ping from the back, gently sucked the tips of his ears with his lips, and laughed in a low voice: "Okay, I like you, we don't hide it."

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The ins was quickly transferred to the country by fans, and Zou Mapingsheng Chaohua climbed to No.1 late at night, and the fans carnivaled all night.

The fan who posted the photo endured and endured, and finally couldn't hold back, and posted a text ins: [In the corner where no one is, there are more romantic secrets]

Then no matter what [? ? ? ? 】【Blogger, please tell me in detail】

Bloggers are no strangers.

The two people who have romantic secrets have a romantic schedule for the next few days. They are filled with a series of arrangements by Aurora. The only free time is to visit the duty-free shop before boarding the plane.

Wang Ping randomly picked some gifts for the people in the team, put them together into a shopping basket, and asked his assistant to pay for them.

After a while, the assistant brought back the receipt together with the things. Wang Ping glanced at the receipt inadvertently and asked, "Are there any discounts here today?"

"Oh." The assistant replied, "Those who celebrate their birthday within a week can get a [-]% discount. Don't you have your birthday in four days? You can get a discount when you see your passport."

It was only then that Wang Ping remembered that his birthday seemed to be coming; this year, since his birthday and the tour were very close, Ji Zeyang did not arrange a birthday party for everyone, and decided to let the artists spend it easily.

While listening, Wang Ping subconsciously walked to Ji's side.

Ji Zou was wearing a one-piece black thin shirt, with a straight back, and he was looking down to choose a fragrance; he looked very focused, with a slight smile, dispelling the coldness on his body.

Sensing Wang Ping approaching, Ji Zuo raised his head and smiled at him: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Wang Ping picked up the aromatherapy that Ji Zuo was looking at, and twirled it at his fingertips, "Do you use aromatherapy at home?"

"No need." Ji Zou said, "I just thought the smell was similar to that of Wang Ping's. I was curious, so I looked at the ingredients."

Wang Ping gave a slight pause to his fingertips, which were spinning the aromatherapy.

"However." Ji said as he walked, leaned close to Wang Ping's neck, sniffed it lightly, and shook his head, "It still doesn't smell as good as Wang Ping's body."

Wang Ping: "..."

"Especially when I was drunk last time." Ji Zuo whispered, with a long tone, as if reminiscing, "The aroma of malt mixed with natural fragrance is very... tempting."

Wang Ping's eyeballs almost rolled out of their sockets. He saw a group of customers shopping in the duty-free shop. Less than five meters away from them, there were two young ladies in fashionable clothes who were choosing aromatherapy.

so many people! ! !Say something like that! ! !

Quarter away!Seasons have changed!

He used to be very simple!Not this sub! !

With a "snap", Wang Ping patted himself on the neck that was smelled by Ji Zou, stared at Ji Zou, said "you" a few words, but no "you" came out, and ran away with a face full of self-defeating.

There was an ice cream shop in the airport, and Wang Ping ate three ice creams, dawdling until the plane was about to take off, before finally entering the first-class cabin.

The first class cabin was overcrowded today, when Wang Ping went up, only the seat next to Ji Zuo was vacant.

The middle position of the first-class cabin of this plane is the so-called "couple seat" connected together, and the partition can be opened to form a big bed.

When Wang Ping walked over, the separation between him and Ji Zou did not open, but Ji Zou put his hand on their separation.

Seeing Wang Ping coming in, Ji Zuo immediately turned to him, as if he was relieved.

"Brother Wang Ping, are you coming up?"

Wang Ping lowered his head to fasten his seat belt, and said "hmm".

"Are you angry?" Ji Zuo looked a little pitiful, "I'm sorry for what happened just now."

Wang Ping's hand on the seat belt stopped, and he looked at Ji Zou, feeling weak - he was not angry with Ji Zou, after all, they were pursuing and being pursued in a serious manner.

The behavior just now...is also normal.

"It doesn't matter.

"I'm sorry, I made my brother shy." Ji Zuo raised his eyes lightly, very innocently, "Next time I..."

"Still dare."

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"..."

Wang Ping pulled out the blindfold that came with the first-class cabin, and put it on his face—when he closes his eyes, he doesn't love anyone.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! !crazy!

What about the high-cold Bingshan movie king? ?What about the gentle and caring student you promised? ? ?Why, why can such words come out of your mouth! !

Ji Zou who I knew before!Not like this! ! !

but……

Wang Ping grabbed his pants, tilted his neck up slightly, his fragile Adam's apple was exposed to the light of the cabin, and rolled slightly.

But...he doesn't seem to dislike this kind of season.

Ji Zou propped his elbows on the partition, admiringly looking at Wang Ping's slender neck upturned, half of his face covered by an eyepatch; his shy blush was a bit like flushing in this situation.

Ji Zuo sighed.

This kind of person can seduce people unconsciously, it is really terrible.

Ji Zu pulled out his own blanket, shook it off, and covered Wang Ping; then took Wang Ping's blanket, covered himself, pulled out the tablet, took out the script, and calmed down a bit.

Ji Zou looked at the tablet for a while, then suddenly remembered something, turned on the phone again, switched accounts, and posted a Weibo.

Beside him, Wang Ping had already fallen asleep——

I really can't blame Wang Ping!

At first, Wang Ping was still slightly stiff when the blanket was placed on his legs, but after a long time, this single-celled talent with no more than three things in his head began to feel drowsy.

It takes eleven hours to fly to China, but it's not too difficult; halfway through, the flight attendant comes to make the bed, and when I wake up from the dream, the plane lands.

Wang Ping walked with Ji Zuo's assistants and stood at the place where he got off the plane. Wang Ping, who just woke up in a daze, stared at the wide tarmac, always feeling that he forgot to tell Ji Zuo something.

Not long after, the economy class began to release passengers. Tang Jialin got off with Wang Ping's shopping. Just as he rushed to Ji Zuo's side, Wang Ping suddenly remembered something he had forgotten.

"By the way, Ji Zuo, I..." My birthday is three days away.

"Boss." Tang Jialin handed Wang Ping's things to Assistant Wang Ping, took out his wallet, "The connection is an hour later, would you like to have something to eat first?"

"...A turnaround?" Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou, "Didn't you go back to Beijing?"

"Yeah." Ji Zuo took the receipt and said to Wang Ping, "I'm going to Changsha to record a show."

Wang Ping: "...Then, how many days?"

"Three days."

Wang Ping: "..."

Three days later, it will be Wang Ping's birthday - originally he was thinking that even if Ji Zuo didn't remember his birthday, he could go out to have a meal together and relax.

As a result, no one can even see it now.

Wang Ping fainted in an instant, but he also knew that flying around was the norm for stars, and it was impossible for every time to be a coincidence.

"Then." Wang Ping thought for a while and discussed, "Then on the third day, remember to call me or something."

"Okay." Ji Zou was fiddling with his mobile phone without looking up, "Tang Jialin, print out the document I sent you."

Wang Ping: "..."

Wang Ping was [-]% sure, Ji Zuo didn't remember his birthday at all, and when he mentioned the key word "three days", he didn't respond at all.

But this is not the saddest thing for Wang Ping.

Wang Ping is generally not very hypocritical, so forget about it, he just reminded him, and he only said a word.

The saddest thing for him now is that he will be separated from Ji Zou again.

"Ji Zou." Wang Ping felt a little sour, "Where are you going to transfer? I'm fine in the afternoon, so I'll wait for the plane with you?"

"Then let's go eat?" Ji Zuo said, "I don't think you eat much on the plane, do you not like the taste?"

"I want to eat Sichuan food."

There are delicious food all over the country at Daxing Airport, so it is not difficult to find a Sichuan restaurant; Ji Zuo took Wang Ping to the chain Sichuan restaurant Daronghe, ordered a table of dishes, Wang Ping didn't even eat two bites, so he put down his chopsticks.

The food is good, and it doesn't feel like Sichuan cuisine just because it's in Beijing.

It's just that Wang Ping has no appetite.

Ji Zou is leaving soon, and he will not come back on his birthday, and it will be a long time before we meet again.

Ji Zuo lowered his head and didn't look at Wang Ping. He was picking out the spines of a piece of sauerkraut fish until all the spines were picked out. Then Ji Zuo picked up the sauerkraut fish and put it in Wang Ping's bowl.

"Pickled fish, this shop is very authentic, try it?"

"Ah."

Wang Ping hummed, stirred the fish with a spoon, and was just about to eat when he heard hurried steps.

Tang Jialin walked in quickly with a piece of printing paper, and handed it to Ji Zou: "Boss, here it is——I finally found a printing shop."

"Thank you." Ji Zuo said gently, he picked up the napkin on the table and wiped his hands, then took the list and checked it carefully.

Wang Ping lowered his head in annoyance, threw the fish away, and didn't want to eat it.

There is no need to come in at this time to talk about work, since there are still a few hours of sailing to talk about later.

but……

Wang Ping thought about it carefully, and felt that it was unreasonable to be angry—Ji Zuo was also quite tired, and he must have been spinning around after getting off the plane. If he could rest on the plane, he should try to rest as much as possible.

Wang Ping straightened his body, scooped half of the fish that Ji Zuo got for him just now, scooped it back to Ji Zou, picked up another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, pulled the meat off, and gave it to Ji Zou.

Wang Ping is working hard to feed, and Ji Zuo has already read the list and confirmed that it is correct.

The next moment, the printing paper in Ji Zuo's hand with the time and itinerary written on it was handed over to Wang Ping.

"What?" Wang Ping raised his head.

"It's the itinerary." Ji Zuo explained, "I have an announcement to shoot during the day on your birthday."

"... Oh." Wang Ping lowered his head, his eyes dimmed a little.

"So please wait a moment, brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo said, "I'll see you at night."

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