Pet hot search [Entertainment circle]

"I know everything about you."

This sentence inevitably made the atmosphere a little ambiguous, Wang Ping looked at Ji Zuo blankly, as if digesting the inner meaning of this sentence.

"I'm just kidding." Ji Zuo and Wang Ping stalemate for a while, smiled and took out his mobile phone, shaking it in front of Wang Ping, "Baidu Baike, Brother Wang Ping."

Wang Ping looked at Ji's mobile phone, and the interface just stopped at Wang Ping's encyclopedia interface. What is the most hated food is clearly written on it.

"Oh!" Wang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, "I said so."

Ji Zuo smiled——everything should be done step by step, it's not good to go too far at the beginning, it's not good to scare Wang Ping.

Wang Ping was not frightened.

This person's nerves were thicker than steel bars, and he forgot the strange feeling just now.

"It's better for our juniors." Wang Ping sighed, "Turnon's group of animals are simply insane! They even derived a material that tricks Wang Ping into eating mushrooms, dare you believe it!"

"Really?" Ji Zuo tilted his head and asked obediently.

"Really!" Wang Ping took a bite of the dumpling, thought about it after swallowing it, and said, "However, there are still people who are more conscientious——Yan Si didn't lie to me to eat mushrooms."

The tip of Ji Zou's chopsticks poked into the dumpling stuffed with beef. The original intact white dumpling had a hole and juice flowed out. The stainless steel chopsticks reflected light, reflecting Ji Zou's unhappy expression.

Ji Zuo knew that Yan Si didn't lie to Wang Ping to eat mushrooms, and this matter was included in Yan Wang's CP sweet spot back then, and fans licked it into flowers.

"Brother Wang Ping and Yan Si have a good relationship?" Ji Zuo looked up and asked with a smile.

"That's great." Wang Ping said, "He's my son, so can we have a good relationship?"

"That's it." Ji Zuo didn't get entangled in this issue, and asked again, "Brother Wang Ping, which kind of dumplings do you think are delicious?"

"Ok?"

This topic became so fast that Wang Ping hadn't reacted yet.

"Dumplings." Wang Ping flipped through the bowl and recalled, "It's stuffed with cucumbers. I haven't eaten it before. I didn't expect the taste to be quite refreshing."

Taking advantage of the topic of refreshing cucumber stuffing, Ji Zou successfully lured the two people away from the topic. Afterwards, the two people at the dinner table discussed with great interest what delicious food there is in Beijing. Accompany him all the way back to the dormitory building.

Ji Zuo and Wang Ping parted ways at the door of the room.

Ji Zou's room card was in his pocket, but he was not in a hurry to take it. He pretended to forget where the room card was placed, and searched patiently. In fact, his whole ear was on Wang Ping's body.

Wang Ping was quick to find the room card. He took out the room card from his pocket, and after a beep, the door clicked open again.

Brother Wang Ping, good night.

Ji Zou listened to the noise over there, closed his eyes, and said silently in his heart—in fact, Ji Zou didn't want to say good night at all, and stayed with Brother Wang Ping for a long time today, but...it wasn't enough for Ji Zou.

Ji Zuo restrained his emotions, and was just about to open the door with his room card, when he suddenly heard the footsteps entering the door behind him stop.

"Student." Wang Ping called him.

Ji Zou turned his head away.

Wang Ping shook his phone and laughed: "Add a WeChat."

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When Wang Ping said to add WeChat, Ji Zuo suddenly became sluggish—he had been tossing around all day today, dismissing this person, driving that person away, and squeezed to Brother Wang Ping, but he even forgot to ask for a WeChat ID.

Ji Daying's careless move, his carefully carved mask cracked a little, and his immature part was fully exposed in the crack.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ping approached Ji Zou, "Student, scan it?"

"Oh, good." Ji Zuo came to his senses.

After scanning the QR code, Ji Zuo watched Wang Ping change his name to Junior, and then swipe left again to set it to the top.

Just as Ji Zuo was about to say something, a gust of wind suddenly blew in from the open window in the corridor, and Wang Ping shook his hands and feet, as if he was cold.

Ji Zuo took out his room card, swiped it on the door, and couldn't bear to let Wang Ping continue to be cold in the cold wind.

"I'm going back." Ji Zuo opened the door, "Brother Wang Ping, rest early, see you at the opening ceremony tomorrow."

·

Wang Ping went back to his room to take a shower, his cell phone was on and off while lying on the bed, and a message popped up on WeChat—[a message from a student].

When Wang Ping came out, he turned on his mobile phone while wiping his hair. Just as he clicked on it, he saw a message that a group had swiped 99+.

Group name: [unprecedented combination of handsome guys] (Turnon internal chat group)

Wang Ping flipped through it hastily, and the topic started with Bai Yi'an asking Wang Ping how he was doing today, but Wang Ping didn't show up, and the painting style was completely distorted.

From whether Wang Ping met some beautiful young lady, to Wang Ping meeting an expert and being picked up to cultivate immortality, there are all kinds of guesses, which are very rich.

Ping: [. 】

Yan Si: [Son, you are finally bubbling. 】

Bi Fang: [Ah, Ping, I'm Dider, did you go well on the set today? 】

Bai Yi'an: [Son, I'm really sorry that I borrowed brother Zeyang at your critical moment. 】

Bai Yi'an: [But don't worry, my executive agent has been scolded by me. 】

Ping: [Why are you scolding others? 】

Bai Yi'an: [I told you not to tell Brother Zeyang about this trivial matter, I will settle it myself, and I will get it out when I go to the toilet. 】

Ping: [harm. 】

Ping: [Poor parents in the world, Dad won't care about this with you. 】

Zhou Qixuan: [Yo, son, you finally came out. 】

Zhou Qixuan: [How is it?I heard that there are a lot of things on the first day of joining the group, have you taken care of everything? 】

Ping: [Then do you still have to ask?There's something I can't figure out. 】

Yan Si: [That's too much, my father is worried about you for a day today, because I'm afraid that you will sell yourself and count the money for others. 】

Ping: [Go away. 】

Ping: [I can handle it well, okay? 】

Wang Ping chatted with Turnon and the others for a while, and wanted to read a book, so he stretched out his hand lazily to find the script, and crossed his arms, but came across a bunch of thick flower branches.

Wang Ping looked up and saw that the budding wintersweet flowers had already bloomed, exuding a faint fragrance.

Wang Ping remembered - today's success is inseparable from one person.

Wang Ping took the script and put it on his stomach, typing passionately.

Ping: [Oh, by the way, speaking of it, you don’t want to scare people all day long and spread a terrifying atmosphere, do you know that? 】

Bi Fang: [Unfilial son!How can you say that about your dad! 】

Ping: [Hmph. 】

Ping: 【How did you describe Ji Zou to me before I came? 】

ping: [I can't wait to describe him as a big devil—upper than the Himalayas, lower than the Antarctic Penguin Cave, and the result? 】

Yan Si: [The result? 】

Ping: [As a result, did Ji leave well? 】

Ping: [Gentle and careful, patient and meticulous. 】

Ping: [We also know how to take care of the seniors' taste when we go out to eat. Baidu Encyclopedia first finds the dishes I don't like before ordering. 】

Ping: [If he wasn't here today, I wouldn't know where to send those presents. 】

Zhou Qixuan: [Oh——]

Ping: [What do you mean? 】

Zhou Qixuan: [Someone seemed to say just now that he handled it well, so it turned out to be so good. 】

Yan Si: [Hahahahaha, it's okay to slap yourself in the face. 】

Immediately afterwards, Bi Fang also came out to taunt Wang Ping together with Zhou Qixuan, and the group sank into laughter again, only Bai Yi'an did not come out to speak.

In the hotel, Bai Yi'an stared at the phone, frowning slightly.

Bai Yi'an: [Wait a minute, son, you just said that he Baidu Baike will order for you? 】

Ping: [Ah, yes. 】

Ping: [He's a nice guy! 】

Bo Yi'an still felt that something was wrong, but Wang Ping's last exclamation point shook him, and he completely forgot what was wrong with him just now.

Bai Yi'an lowered his head, blended into the happy atmosphere of the group, and happily typed.

Ten seconds later, Bai Yi'an posted: [That's true]

[He is a very nice person! 】

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A consensus was reached in the group on the fact that Ji Zou is a good person, and everyone teased Yan Si, the squad leader he met recently. The more they chatted, the more excited they were. The conversation didn't end until 12:30, and they were ready for tonight. Group chatting all night, meaning not sleeping.

In the end, Ji Zeyang was furious, took Bai Yi'an's phone away, and directly used Bai Yi'an's account to scold this group of unreliable people in the group, before giving up the chat.

Before the end of the game, Bi Fang, as the captain, gave Wang Ping a final instruction on behalf of the whole team.

Bi Fang: [Son, let Sister Xiaoling make you look more beautiful every day. Anyway, we are an idol boy group. Whether the acting skills are good or not is another matter. You can’t lose on your face. 】

Regarding this, Wang Ping said: [Get out, your acting skills are not good. 】

Wang Ping pissed off Bi Fang, and just quit the group chat to go to bed, but suddenly saw a red "1" on the top list.

The person he noted as his junior sent a message two hours ago, with only two words - "Good night"

Too bad, I had so much fun chatting just now, I didn't notice Ji Zuo's message at all.

Wang Ping quickly clicked in, and said good night to Ji Gou; just after sending it, "Student" became "typing in progress".

Junior: [Brother Wang Ping is still asleep? 】

Wang Ping was told about going to bed late by Ji Zeyang just now, and when he saw this question, he felt a guilty conscience of being caught, so he thought about it before typing.

Ping: [I'm already a mature adult, and I already have the right to stay up late! 】

Ping: 【You kid should go to bed early, you know? (Cover quilt.JPG)]

In the dark room, only the small part of Ji Zou's phone was lit; Ji Zou's brows and eyes were illuminated by the phone, showing a warm and soft smile.

Ji Zou stared at the chat box for a while, and saved the emoji that Wang Ping sent him with the little hamster throwing himself on another little hamster to cover him with a quilt. As soon as he saved it, he heard a rustling sound. I started to look out the window, and the flying fine snow was falling slowly.

Ji Zuo put his eyes on the chat box, just typed "Brother Wang Ping, wear more tomorrow", but deleted it, and sent it with another sentence.

Ji Zuo: [Got it, good night, Brother Wang Ping. 】

Wang Ping said good night, but didn't really sleep. He put his phone aside and grabbed the script to study.

Wang Ping watched and acted until he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, so he just fell down and fell asleep. Fortunately, the room was well-heated so that he wouldn't catch a cold.

The next morning, Wang Ping was simply dragged up by the assistant, and the makeup artist Xiao Ling was still dozing off when she picked out clothes for him.

Even so, when the cabinet door was opened by Xia Ling, Wang Ping tried his best to open his eyes and express his opinion on the clothes——

"Not the thick one, nor the sweater—be handsome, at least at the level of Aurora."

"Ancestor." Xia Ling grabbed a down jacket, which was as big as two heads, and asked, "Do you know what temperature it is outside today?"

"You can't dress ugly for a few times..." Wang Ping couldn't open his eyes, and he argued with Xiaoling, "Miss Xiaoling... Today is the first time I start a movie, so I can't wrap myself in a down jacket and just go in." Bar……"

Wang Ping didn't sleep well last night, now he was lying on the armrest acting like a baby, his eyes were red like a rabbit, the grievance of lowering his voice and staring at Xia Ling pitifully, Xia Ling lost her principles in an instant.

Xia Ling stuffed the down jacket back, took out Aurora's next season's suit and a slightly thicker white sweater, and found some warm babies.

"Is this okay?" Xia Ling matched the clothes and showed them to Wang Ping.

"Okay." Wang Ping finally felt relieved after reading the match, and closed his eyes on the seat, letting Xia Ling toss her face.

Xia Ling went over to pin his hair up, and first applied a layer of moisturizing lotion to Wang Ping's face.

In fact, this step is not so necessary. After all, Wang Ping's skin is very good. Even if he doesn't do any maintenance, the makeup will still fit perfectly.

Xia Ling waited for the water and milk to absorb, looked at the tip of Wang Ping's nose, couldn't help but move slightly in her heart:

Even though Xia Ling is already in her forties, has been with Wang Ping for several years, and usually has a husband who is Qin Se and Ming, but every time she sees Wang Ping's face, she still feels very moved.

To be honest, Xia Ling didn't understand:

For a good-looking person like Wang Ping, he only needs to shoot magazines in a few studios every year, and his catwalks can be as popular as ever.

Why do you have to go to such a freezing place and endure the wind and sun?

Xia Ling didn't understand, but she was still able to do her job well. After the styling was done, she took a photo of Ji Zeyang to confirm it. After the other side agreed, she woke up Wang Ping who was asleep and asked him to go to the opening ceremony by car. .

Wang Ping didn't wake up at all, got into the car in a sleepy state, slept all the way outside the venue of the opening ceremony, just opened the door, the cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed in, rushed Wang Ping straight to the back of the chair and stuck it.

So... so cold! ! !

Wang Ping felt like he was blown into an ice cream in an instant!

Even though half of him was still in the car, the baby warmer on his stomach didn't work anymore, and it changed from a warm sticker to an ice sticker.

Did you say that winter in the north is all about physical attacks? ? ?

Did you agree that it won't get cold into your clothes? ? ?

Is it okay to post the warm baby as promised? ?

Sorry, I didn't say hello to you.

Wang Ping's fingers were on the back of the chair, and with great effort, he slowly stretched his legs out of the SUV—hehe, my heart was so cold and my heart was soaring.

Wang Ping, who was frozen into a stick, wanted to cry without tears. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw a circle of media standing outside. Considering that he was still wearing an Aurora suit, the spokesperson straightened his back dedicatedly and walked towards the main venue of the opening ceremony. walk over.

The flat land is unobstructed, the red cloth on the camera is also blown in the wind and snow, and the pig's head and nose tip used for sacrifices are covered with snow, which is unexpectedly beautiful.

Wang Ping gritted his teeth and walked towards the pig's head, barely able to maintain his demeanor as the number one face in the entertainment industry, and smiled at the cameras along the way.

In the thin snow curtain, Wang Ping in the reporter's camera walked leisurely, and the suit with some floral elements seemed to bring spring to the north, becoming a bright color in the white world.

"So handsome." A young male reporter was so excited that he grabbed the female reporter next to him and shook him, "You! No! Do you think so!?"

"Handsome is handsome, but handsome guys are not afraid of the cold." The female reporter glanced at her Canada Goose down jacket and shivered, "Is it really not cold at this point?"

It's really cold! ! ! !

If you give me another chance, I will definitely stop being handsome, and I will definitely wear a down jacket! !

Wang Ping's fingertips were red with cold, a layer of snow fell on his shoulders, and he trembled slightly as he walked.

One step later, a warm and heavy down jacket fell from the sky and landed on Wang Ping's shoulder.

The sudden warmth made Wang Ping feel a little dizzy.

The next moment, he saw Ji Zuo stepping on the snow and quickly walking around in front of him, stretched out both hands, pulled forward the down jacket that was not locked in place and was about to fall, and completely wrapped Wang Ping into the large down jacket.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo frowned, his voice a bit reproachful, "Why are you wearing so little...... Reach out and put on your clothes."

Dazed by the cold, Wang Ping stretched out his hand obediently, stuffed his arm into the sleeve of the down jacket, then lowered his head in a daze, subconsciously pulled the zipper of the down jacket.

Wang Ping grabbed the hem of the long down jacket and tried to buckle the metal piece of the zipper in, but he had been cold in the snow for too long, his knuckles were stiff, and he couldn't keep slipping and couldn't get in.

"I'll come." Ji Zuo said softly, taking the clothes from Wang Ping.

The tip of the two people's mobile phones touched only by a tenth of a millimeter, but they just brushed past each other.

Ji Zou grabbed the clothes and was just about to fasten them, but felt that it was inconvenient to operate while standing, so he squatted down and fixed the zipper for Wang Ping, and then pulled it from bottom to top to the top—just an inch below the collarbone.

The neck is still exposed.

Ji Zou took a look, took off his scarf, and gently wrapped it around Wang Ping's neck to protect his empty neck.

The length of the scarf was a bit long, and after Ji Zuo went around it twice, the thick scarf was piled up around Wang Ping's neck.

Half of Wang Ping's face was hidden by the scarf, the exposed tip of his nose was red from the cold, and his eyes were a little teary from the cold, as if he was steaming from a hot spring in the snow.

Ji Zou looked at Wang Ping for a while, then raised his hand to pull up the feather hat, and hid Wang Ping's red ears from the cold.

Wang Ping and Ji Zuo didn't even have time to pay attention to what occasion it was, whether the media was watching or not, they only had each other in their eyes.

Wang Ping was stunned, staring at Ji Zou in a daze.

Ji Zou looked at the warm and warm Wang Ping, showing a satisfied smile like the first snowfall, a warm light between the sky and the earth.

All the people present watched this shocking scene with their cameras, but no one dared to make a sound.

In the silence of everything, only Ji Zuo said:

"This way, it won't be cold."

He said.

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