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However, it seems quite reasonable that Ji Zou's Guiding Order should be Ji Zou - this is Ji Zou's consistent handwriting.

Familiar formula, familiar taste.

Wang Ping straightened his back and slowly got down on the table, holding Ji Zou's mobile phone, and re-read Zhe Guiling's support Weibo for a few days.

The more Wang Ping looked at it, the happier he became, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he didn't let it go.

The sound of Ji Zuo washing things, like a cheerful background sound, and the smell of cake floating in the air, sweet everywhere.

Wang Ping put down the locked screen of Ji Zou's phone, picked up his phone, turned on silent mode, and took a picture of Ji Zou who was washing dishes.

Wang Ping carefully checked and took the photos—Ji Zou Leng wore a set of cheap school uniforms to look handsome, and under the ordinary mobile phone shooting, he had the texture of a movie.

Set a like on the photo, and then Wang Ping clicked into the turnon WeChat group, and saved the picture that Bai Yian took on his way to get off work on his LED screen to support.

After finishing all this, Wang Ping picked a few more photos that Bi Fang posted in the group before the cake fight tonight, took screenshots of some red envelopes sent by friends and parents, edited a Weibo post and sent them out.

@turnon-Wang Ping: Another year older, happy birthday today! [Picture: Jiugongge turnon's birthday celebration picture. 】

This is the first Weibo.

One minute later, the second Weibo was sent.

@turnon-Wang Ping: The biggest surprise of the old one-year-old is that I met you, so that I can spend this month and a half together.

In the Weibo just now, Wang Ping posted nine pictures, and in this Weibo dedicated to Ji Zuo, Wang Ping posted a total of eighteen pictures.

From the winter plums they first met, to the selfies taken by Diao Weiya practicing, the lights and jade pots all over the city, there are so many things, and so on.

The last two photos were taken by Bai Yi'an, with a large led screen made by Zhe Gui Ling.

In the last photo, Ji Zuo in school uniform lowered his head to wash things. Outside the window in front of him, a bright moon was half covered by dark clouds, making it hazy.

The fans who were just about to send Wang Ping's first Weibo blog were quiet for a minute, and then everyone exploded together in an instant——

Comments: [What do you mean? ? ? ? ? ?etc? ? ? ?Cabinet door? ?Is the door still there? ? ? 】

Comment: [This... is this public? ? ? ? ? 】

Comment: [No, don't panic!If it is not made public, it will be treated as a friendship!Can have such a brother!Sansheng is lucky! ! ! ! 】

Comment: [I rely on me rely on me rely on me dizzy, how could this kind of thing happen, I posted a separate Weibo, explaining that at the last time of my birthday, I walked with Ji, and the biggest surprise of the one-year-old is meeting you? ? ? 】

Comments: [I'm crazy.Such a big bite of sugar.Brother Wang Ping, it's amazing to have you in your life! ! ! 】

Wang Ping didn't see this. As soon as he finished posting Weibo, he turned off the screen of his phone and lay on the table to watch Ji go about his business.

Ji Zou brought his own cooking utensils and tableware. After washing them, he wiped the water dry with paper towels, folded everything neatly from big to small, and put them in a canvas bag.

A little bit of the meticulousness of a good student.

Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou and felt a little cute.

Ji Zou packed up his things, and when he turned his head, Wang Ping lay on the table and looked at him with a smile: "Ji Zou, where shall we go later?"

Ji Zuo hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I'm going to the airport later."

"Sorry, I have to go back to catch up with tomorrow morning's schedule."

·

Ji Zuo had a shoot at 08:30 the next morning, so he had to catch the earliest flight to Shanghai; after packing up his things, Ji Zuo took Wang Ping home, and then hurriedly set off for the airport.

Wang Ping opened the door with the key, saw Yan Si who was sweeping the garbage with a broom and dustpan, and took a shocked breath.

"You actually know how to clean up the house?!"

"You're back?!"

Yan Sidi stopped scanning, looked behind Wang Ping, made sure he didn't see the film king, and shook his head in shock: "I think Ji Zuo looks like he's about to eat you on the sofa—but he puts you back again Already?!"

"Please pay attention to your language." Wang Ping changed his slippers, and said righteously, "He and I, only I eat him, no one eats me, understand?"

Yan Si subconsciously wanted to refute, but he hadn't seen Ji Zou a few times, and he really didn't know about such a private matter between Ji Zou and Wang Ping.

However, since I am the top position and Wang Ping is my friend, he must also be the top position. This is not a big problem.

"That's true." Yan Si lowered his head and continued to sweep the floor, commanding Wang Ping, "Go over there, don't step on the place I cleaned."

Wang Ping: "..."

"Are you sure you are Young Master Yan?" Wang Ping walked from the direction arranged by Yan Si, and carefully verified, "It's really not our housekeeper who wears it?"

"Aren't you stupid for taking pictures of ancient costumes?" Yan Si snorted, "I have a wife, don't I learn some housework now, and ask Xie Zhi to be my nanny in the future? In the past, sit on the sofa."

Wang Ping made a long detour and returned to the sofa, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion—or he's a big daddy, a man with a wife!Unfathomable!

Wang Ping stared at Yan Si who was skillful in using the broom and dustpan. After watching him for a long time, he couldn't help laughing again, and sighed.

"What?" Yan Si raised his head from his sweeping career, "You don't have a nightlife, are you disappointed?"

"No."

Wang Ping thought for a while and organized his words.

"Son." Wang Ping looked at Yan Si, "Do you have experience in confession?"

"To tell you the truth." Wang Ping said, "I want to confess to Ji Zuo."

·

Wang Ping would not be sleepy if he wanted to talk about Yan Si, he immediately put down his housework tools and came to teach Wang Ping his experience.

It was said to be imparting experience, but it actually took an hour and a half to talk, and one hour and 25 minutes of it was about how Xie Zhi confessed to himself.

From the details of the day to the light and Xie Zhi's expression, Wang Ping was in a daze, and finally he came to his senses.

"You fucking want to show me your affection, right?!" Wang Ping hit Yan Si hard with a pillow.

"No." Yan Si said solemnly, "That's just a foreshadowing, I'm going to teach you my experience now."

"Hurry up and say it!" Wang Ping became excited regardless of past suspicions.

"It's very simple, just see what ideas my wife has, and then follow his ideas."

Wang Ping: "..."

Yan Si shrugged his shoulders: "Am I wrong?"

Wang Ping threw all the remaining pillows over and beat Yan Si up, got up from the sofa, and said tenderly: "There is no reference at all! I'm asleep!"

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he hurriedly took a shower, went back to his room and lay down to sleep. He didn't look at his mobile phone, not knowing the ups and downs and uproar on the Internet.

Before three o'clock, everyone was repeating Wang Ping's Weibo.

After three o'clock, everyone succeeded in having a new sweet spot - Ji Zou actor arrived at the airport and flew for love late at night, which was so sweet that it set off a bloody storm.

Someone in Chaohua sorted out the matter of Ji Zou: [That is to say, there will be recording tomorrow, but today I flew such a long distance just to come back to celebrate his birthday? 】

Comments: [Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo” thing is this the most worthwhile thing in the world, okay? ? ? 】

Comment: [I understand Brother Wang Ping's Weibo! ! ! !Wuwuwu has such a good boyfriend, how can it be possible without a separate Weibo! ! ! 】

Comments: [I don't understand the love of rich people, don't you need money for air tickets!You guys really hate QwQ! ! 】

Comments: [Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ! ! ! 】

Comments: [Let me tell you a big candy. According to my analysis, the order of Zhegui is likely to be Ji's departure. 】

Immediately below, a series of "If you can talk, just talk more" and "It's not bad for your little traffic".

So the person in the comment area quickly posted a new Weibo in Chaohua, sharing his findings.

@我是喵学家: [80.00% of Zhe Gui Ling is Ji Zou, mobile phone model, I won’t talk about the positioning that was broken before, anyway, some people will say that it was changed according to their itinerary, but friends! !Focus! ! !Brother Wang Ping said that on Weibo! ! "A total of this month and a half bright time", this is not a lyrical scene for those who are full and have nothing to do! !This is the last sentence of the Zhe Gui Order! ! ! 】

Comments: [I rely on me, rely on me, rely on me! ! ! ! 】

Comments: [Are you really talking about it? ? ?This is not about me giving you both my head and my sister's head! ! ! ! ! 】

Comment: [Wait! !So did the film emperor himself say it, or did he lose his horse? ? 】

Comments: [opening and opening!I bet one dollar actor must have lost his horse! ! 】

Comments: [I bet five yuan, because the film king has a big black belly, he deliberately fell off the horse! 】

Ji Zuo's morning announcement came to an end. When he was wearing a small vest and went to Zou Ma Pingsheng Chaochao, this was the most popular post he clicked on.

Ji Zuo looked at the four big characters "The Movie Emperor's Lost Horse" and thought for a while, then clicked on the phone list and closed it, finally clicked on it, and directly entered a series of familiar numbers.

When Wang Ping's phone rang, he was arguing with Yan Si.

"Are you living in the 80s of the last century!! This is definitely not good!! It's too old-fashioned!!" Wang Ping crossed the side of Yan Si's confession plan, dragged his mobile phone, and pressed connected.

"Hello!" Wang Ping said gruffly.

"Brother Wang Ping."

Wang Ping, who was sitting with his legs crossed just now, jumped up from the sofa when he heard Ji Zou's voice, glanced at Yan Si next to him vigilantly, pressed mute, and walked quickly to his room.

"My son is promising." Yan Si shook his head, "I'm going to hide from my father when I make phone calls!"

"I'll answer my old...wife's call! Of course you have to hide, you don't understand!"

Wang Ping almost said that the bald mouth called Ji Zuo her husband, but Yan Si claimed that his father had no way to refute, so he hurried into the room and turned on the mute button.

"Hey, let's go." Wang Ping sat on the edge of the bed, "It was a bit noisy just now—what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Ji Zuo smiled, "Well, brother, you know?"

"Know?" Wang Ping was taken aback, "Know what?"

"Order of Folding Laurels."

Obviously the one who lost his horse was Ji Yingdi, but when he heard these three words, it was Wang Ping who felt that his ears were burning red with the phone attached to his ear.

Wang Ping put the phone away, turned on the speakerphone, and was afraid that someone outside would hear it, so he turned down the volume a little.

"Yes." Wang Ping said softly, "I found out last night."

Ji Zuo didn't speak, but laughed lightly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's a little embarrassing." Ji Zuo said, "I really didn't want you to know the truth about this matter."

Ji Zuo often does a lot of purposeful things, but the opening of the website has no other purpose. He just wants to wish Wang Ping a happy birthday.

He didn't want Wang Ping to know. The first reason was that Zhanzi's support was a bit exaggerated.

The second is...

The so-called "If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness." This poem itself is quite hypocritical and exaggerated.

"But." Wang Ping was silent for a while, holding the phone, "I see."

Knowing that Zhegui Ling is Ji Zou, I also know what it feels like to miss someone.

This is the first time Wang Ping likes someone, only then did he know what it means to miss someone he likes, and he started to miss him.

No matter how fun things are, they become less fun, and no matter how lively a place is, it becomes lonely. Only when this person appears, will people become happy.

Wang Ping lowered his eyes and said to the other end of the phone: "So... Ji Zou, I miss you."

Ji Zuo held the phone, feeling sore in his heart.

The last time Wang Ping said this was at a grand concert. The bright lights and the screams of mountains and tsunamis washed away the sadness of this sentence, leaving only the sweetness.

But now, across the phone, Wang Ping's slightly distorted voice was a little bit bitter.

"Okay." Ji Zuo grabbed the phone tightly and said in a low voice, "Wait for me obediently, I will go back earlier."

·

Ji Zuo and Wang Ping talked for another ten minutes, and it was not until the makeup artist came to remind him to touch up the makeup that he handed over the phone to Tang Jialin and started working.

After shooting things for a whole day, after Ji Zuo finished his work at night, he directly checked out of the hotel he had booked, and rushed to the airport to take off to Beijing.

When landing, Ji Zuo turned his mobile phone on the airplane mode, and just missed a Weibo AT 2 minutes after the flight.

The person who AT him is @少年鲸起日记官博.

@少年起鲸日记官博: [A love that is not accepted by the world, two innocent and pure teenagers, in order to protect each other, embarked on a journey of searching for whales - according to legend, the lover who can find the white whale in the grassland is able to be together forever. @actor season walk @turnon-Wang Ping.Welcome to embark on this fantastic whale hunting journey. 】

One day after Wang Ping's birthday.

A gay movie with two male protagonists, a teenage whale watching diary, and a grand official announcement.

But what the official announcement ushered in was not just the excitement and blessings of the fans, but also professional sunspots who had been prepared for a long time.

Half an hour later, the professional Heizi left the stage, combining the official announcement of the whale watching diary with Wang Ping's Weibo last night, pretending to be very reasonable and well-founded.

@职黑: [Hehe, what did I say about beautiful love, hype, hype? 】

Zhihei directly brought a commentary group to the end of the stage, real people went into battle, and cut their numbers to comment.

Comments: [So it is!Disgusting!Can't you start selling corrupt hype so long in advance just because the box office of literary and artistic movies is difficult to guarantee? 】

Comments: [I'm really scared... I thought it was real, but it turned out to be for the movie, is it necessary? ? ?It's not necessary, is it? ? ? 】

Comment: [I just said why Wang Ping posted such a Weibo, is it too deliberate? ?It doesn't have to be so obvious, wouldn't it be nice to make it more secretive? ? 】

Tang Jialin sent screenshots of all the comments to Ji Zou, and sent a message on WeChat: [So boss, what should we do next?Anti-black? 】

Ji Zou said concisely: [No. 】

When sending this message, Ji Zuo just walked downstairs to Wang Ping, and he called Wang Ping.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo said, "I'm back, downstairs."

"downstairs???"

Wang Ping was telling Ji Zeyang that there is no need to fight against gangsters, as long as Ji Bao is not cheated, he will be a daily team leader once he is hacked.

Even when I received a call, I didn't care about team building or not.

Wang Ping put on a coat, quickly pressed the elevator, and ran downstairs.

Wang Ping pushed the door open, and the cold night wind blew his broken hair on his forehead; Ji Zuo held the mobile phone in his hand and walked towards Wang Ping with a smile.

At the same time, he presses the send button.

@actor Ji Zou: [I hope everyone is clear about one thing, we are not hype, I am chasing him. 】

The author has something to say: rubbing hands excitedly.