The whole entertainment industry begs me not to drink CP

"I don't know." Seeing Xia's face unchanged, Shen Jian said, "I haven't written an article for the Internet, I occasionally write something in a magazine, and I have participated in some essay competitions."

Depend on.

Shen Jianxia thought to himself, he actually lied.

You're so fucking crazy, what if you reveal your secrets in the future?

"That's pretty amazing." Tu Bai didn't have much interest in asking, he turned around and walked towards Shen Jianxia, ​​"Let's go."

"What about you?" Shen Jianxia calmly turned the topic back to Tubai, "Should you be an acting student?"

Tu Bai is a child actor who has been an actor since he was a child.When he comes to study, most people think that what he studies should be acting.

Unexpectedly, Tu Bai shook his head and said in a flat tone, "No. I'm a dancer."

Hearing the unexpected answer, Shen Jianxia was a little surprised: "Dancing student? Are you going to stop filming in the future?"

"Not yet." Tubai stared at the front intently, "In short, it can be regarded as saving the country by curves."

Tu Bai didn't want to talk about it, but Shen Jianxia was also very knowledgeable, so he didn't ask further.

Accident, is very unexpected.

Tu Bai actually gave up acting and chose to dance.Could it be that he really wants to transform from an actor to a traffic idol?

The rest of the traffic is from idols to actors, why did Tu Bai do it the other way around?

This development path is too incredible.

Thinking of this, Shen Jianxia couldn't help but turn his eyes and glanced at Tubai.

The official height given on Tubai Encyclopedia is 180cm, and Shen Jianxia is 186cm. True Tubai is indeed a little shorter than him, reaching to his ears.Plus being skinny, it looks just a little smaller than it actually is.

Tu Bai was obviously three years older than him, but whether it was his slightly juvenile appearance or his slender waist, he looked like a boy who was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Before meeting the real person, Shen Jianxia also guessed what this person was like in real life.

Shen Jianxia didn't pay attention to many celebrities, so it could be said that Tubai was the first and only one.

He had picked up on the variety shows that Tubai had appeared in when he was a child. Tubai was already as beautiful as a crystal snowflake when he was a child, and he had a sweet smile. He was indeed a little white rabbit.

Later, after Tubai got confused, he disappeared for a long time, but Weibo was still open. Shen Jianxia would go to Tubai's Weibo from time to time to learn about Tubai's life trajectory from bits and pieces. Little by little, he changed from a little sweetheart, the son of a national, to a grumpy old bastard.

Apart from "I grew up watching your drama", Shen Jianxia felt that he could even say "I grew up watching you" to Tu Bai sincerely.

Until yesterday, this person who had been living in film and television dramas and social networks suddenly appeared in front of him.

As an audience, Shen Jianxia knows the celebrity Tubai, and as a reader, Tubai also knows "Bai's Summer".But in real life, they are the most familiar strangers.

This feeling is a bit strange.

Obviously unrelated, but inextricably linked.

Shen Jianxia is not ready yet.

He didn't really want Tubai to know that he was "Bai's Summer".

Maybe it's from the writer's instinct, or maybe it's a fan filter, any reason is fine, because these can be used as reasons to explain his little interest in Tubai.

Then... let's observe first?

Zhicai Middle School is the No. [-] private noble middle school in Queshan City.

The main teaching building of the high school covers a huge area. On the first floor are various stationery stores, convenience stores, bookstores, beverage stores and breakfast shops. In the center of the hall are sofas and coffee tables for students to rest.There are also many free shared resources in the school, such as shared umbrellas, shared bicycles and shared mobile power supplies.

Tu Bai finished his meager breakfast on the way, and when he passed by the breakfast shop, he asked Shen Jianxia if he wanted to buy something to eat.

Shen Jianxia shook her head.

Class three and five were on the fourth floor. As soon as the two of them arrived at the door of the classroom, Tu Bai was called to the office by the head teacher Wang Luyi.

Wang Luyi is a returnee from overseas, and she is a young girl with a delicate body and a soft body.Leading the third year of high school at a young age, half of the special students in the grade are in the fifth class, and Wang Luyi feels the pressure.

The specific situation of Tubai has been communicated with her by Andy.Wang Luyi asked about Tubai's current situation according to the procedure, and also gave some instructions.

When arranging the seats, Wang Luyi said: "Oh, by the way, since you and Shen Jianxia are roommates, then you can sit at the same table with him."

Tubai nodded, and before he had time to answer, he suddenly heard a scream like a slaughtered pig coming from outside the window: "Hang Chi Hang Chi Hang Chi Hum Hum Hum Hum Quack Quack—"

Tubai froze for a moment.

No.

Listen carefully, it seems...

It's called pigs.

Tubai looked at Wang Luyi in confusion: "???"

"Ah, behind the main teaching building is Chengfeng Alley, just across a wall, and you can get there from the back door of the school." Wang Luyi also heard the pig cry, and rubbed her eyebrows helplessly, "Chengfeng Alley, you know ? A village in the city, a street with three teachings and nine streams. There is a pig farm near Chengfeng Lane. It may be a bit noisy in class, but you can get used to it.”

Tubai: "..."

what the hell.

"The school council has always wanted to buy this piece of land, but the nail-biters are too stubborn and won't sell it." Wang Luyi sighed, "The relationship between the two parties has been so stalemate for many years. In fact, it's okay, occasionally The noise is tolerable…”

Accompanied by Wang Luyi's explanation, Tubai vaguely heard the cries of peddlers coming from outside the window:

"Sharpening a kitchen knife—"

"Collect waste——".

"Sharpen the kitchen knife!"

"Collect waste!"

Tubai: "..."

This kind of sound seems to be far away, but also seems to be very close. It sounds magical and not real at all.

Wang Luyi stared at Tubai's hair: "Also, your hair color——"

Before Tubai could answer, she waved her hand again: "There's no problem at all. You are an artist, and the situation is special, so I don't care about you."

So... forgiving?

When leaving the office, Tu Bai thought with some uncertainty.

Based on his bad memories of campus life, he thought the teacher would push his hair with a hair clipper himself.

Zhicai Middle School was originally full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There were too many great gods around, and everyone became numb after watching it. Even a star came and couldn't stir up any ripples.

What's more, he's still a bastard who isn't popular.

When Tu Bai entered the classroom, the students in the class just stared at his head for a few seconds at most.

But Tubai always has the illusion that his hair is not pink but green.

He stood at the door of the classroom, glanced at the class, and quickly locked his eyes on Shen Jianxia.

Shen Jianxia's seat is by the window.

He was sitting sideways with his back against the window, with a piece of cheap bread that he didn't know where he came from in his mouth, gnawing slowly.The other arm is draped over the desk, holding a carton of milk.

But Shen Jianxia was not sitting alone.

There was a crowd of people around him, and the table was piled high with cakes, snacks and drinks as high as a hill.

Even so, there are still people scrambling to pay tribute to Shen Jianxia's table: "Brother Xia, eat mine! This is what my dad brought back from Russia yesterday..."

"Your is not good! Mine is good!" Someone interrupted him immediately, "Brother Xia, my dim sum is specially provided by the British royal family!"

"Brother Xia, mine! Chocolate from Austria!"

"Kangkang me, Brother Xia!"

Men and women, Yingying and Yanyan, surrounded Shen Jianxia Xianbao with all kinds of snacks, just like a group of concubines vying for favor with the emperor.

Shen Jianxia bit the cheap bread in his hand, glanced at the beautifully packaged pastry box in their hands, and responded casually: "Yes."

This "um" came out of his nasal cavity, and it was as noble and glamorous as an emperor.

Tubai: "..."

The author has something to say: According to everyone’s suggestions, the pig’s cry has been changed from “吱嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘿嘿嘎嘎嘎嘎嘿嘘嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘿嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘘嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘘嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘎嘘嘎嘎嘎嘿