Sorry, there are also fake doubles [entertainment circle]

"Brother Jiang, have you actually seen Tianmoba?!"

Dong Dongdong frowned inexplicably. He put the water in the bathroom for Jiang Cheng, but saw Jiang Cheng leaning on the sofa, facing the French windows, and did not answer.

Thinking about seeing the Tianmoba incident was too unbearable, Dong Dongdong raised his voice and asked again: "Shall we bring Teacher Xiaoxia with us when we finish work these few days?"

In fact, Jiang Cheng didn't mention it tonight.It was Dong Dongdong who was keenly aware that he hadn't yelled to open the car since he got in the car, and had looked out of the car window four or five times, so he didn't move, and sent Fei Dajin a WeChat message.

Although this male second fan is a bit degraded in deceiving fruit to eat, Dong Dongdong doesn't hate Zhao Siyi.

On the contrary, he always felt that Jiang Cheng seemed to be much happier and more emotional when this person was around.

"Take it first"

Said by the window.

Dong Dongdong nodded in response, and took the door out. Almost at the same time, Fei Dajin, who was one floor away, also shouted:

"Jiangcheng has actually seen Tianmoba?!"

"..."

Zhao Si also looked at him indifferently: "How bad is this movie?"

"Online dramas, the scripts are not very good. In the end, the platform didn't promote them at all, and they were put in the self-produced dramas and it was over. If I didn't search for it, I wouldn't see it at all. I was shocked when you said it at the time Luckily, no one has seen it at all." Fei Dajin muttered: "It's just that Tianmoba, the mount happens to match a god dog... a dog, and there is a dog standing beside him all the time."

"..."

When Zhao Siyi thought of Jiang Cheng's expression when he spoke, he happily lay down on the bed: "Then he is quite free."

"Oh ancestor, why are you not in a hurry?"

Thinking of Jiang Cheng's temper, Fei Dajin was a little scared: "Why don't you apologize to him tomorrow, you didn't mean it."

"Good good-"

Zhao Si also dragged his voice, rolled the thin quilt around his body, and turned it into a strip.

The air conditioner turned on all day, making the sheets cold and soft, and soon covered by Zhao Siyi's warm body.

I can't explain why, he was a little depressed because of thinking about Xia Qi and his family before, but he was so confused by Tianmoba, and he became relaxed again.

This feeling seems very strange, but also seems very familiar. It has been with him for a long time.

It was so long that Zhao Siyi had a dream in a daze before he remembered it.

The first time he met Jiang Cheng was the sophomore in high school.

Zhao Si also transferred to Chengjiang No. [-] Middle School, and the transfer students are always like Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway, and they have to be observed from head to toe first.

The boy standing on the podium is just over 1.7 meters five, wearing a loose white sweater and wearing a pair of dark blue school uniform pants. The school uniform jacket is tied around the waist in a sloppy manner, and the two cuffs are drooping, like a listless bird outside the window.

He also had a white woolen cap on his head, which was a little out of place, making his face look extremely small, and he was writing his name on the blackboard.

"Si also."

He said solemnly: "My mother said that poetry is too girly, so I took a homonym."

There was a burst of laughter underneath.

15-year-old Zhao Si also patted the blackboard eraser, and the old teacher was equally dissatisfied: "Really, it means that I am very poetic and picturesque."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Because it is an art specialty class, the atmosphere is very active. The head teacher is a female teacher who teaches music. After holding back and laughing, she pointed to the last two rows below and said: "You are quite tall, sit in the back. Those tables for one person Either side is fine, you pick one."

People say that rare things are expensive.

Zhao Siyi saw the only one in the crowd who was not smiling at a glance, and walked over with his schoolbag.

There was a burst of booing all around.Everyone knows that Mr. Jiang, who has the same name as the city, doesn't like to talk to people, and he always comes to change at the same table.

Zhao Siyi didn't know.

He put down his schoolbag and asked, "Hello, classmate. What's your name?"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at Zhao Siyi.

The boy who is not yet an adult, although his brows and eyes are deep, but the crease is not deep.When staring at people, there is not much oppression, as if covered with a layer of fog, fine and thin.

Zhao Si also changed schools many times, and he was used to exchanging pleasantries, so he subconsciously added:

"You Jiangcheng is really beautiful."

"..."

The hand that changed the book paused for a moment, and Jiang Cheng didn't speak.

In fact, to him, it doesn’t matter where Zhao Siyi sits, because as soon as the get out of class is over, the female class teacher just now will come over and ask, do you want to change seats, how is the class, etc. It’s just a matter of saying hello .

Jiang Cheng gave a "hmm" and continued to collect the books. Soon there were many boys and girls around who came to talk to Zhao Siyi. There were more than one or two names that he couldn't remember, so naturally he forgot about it.

As soon as the bell rang, it was time for the big break.

Although Class 14 is an art specialty class, the people in it hardly match the sense of urgency of the college entrance examination.But Chengjiang No. [-] Middle School is a century-old prestigious school, and it is a provincial key point. The upper management is quite strict about the overall campus appearance. This is especially strict in the art specialty class, and the dean of the school will make inspections almost every day.

And Jiang Cheng, as a discipline committee member, held a pen and a yellow book in his hand, so he had to score according to the rules.

But today, when he looked up, he felt he saw a black hole.

"5 points deducted for hair dyeing."

"1 point will be deducted for accessories."

"2 points will be deducted for not wearing a school uniform."

Jiang Cheng glanced at the sleeves at his waist: "Two points deducted for wearing the school uniform indiscriminately."

"Two points deducted for makeup."

Jiang Cheng finished reading to Zhao Siyi meticulously, and then said: "A person has a total of 10 points in a semester. After deducting them, you have to write a self-criticism, and read it aloud at the flag-raising ceremony on Monday."

Zhao Siyi: "..."

Why don't you give a speech.

He looked at the person in front of him, and had to say that Jiang Cheng's voice was very nice, with a touch of youthful freshness, which matched his tall, thin frame, and he looked like a handsome young man.

But what he said was like a stinky hooligan.

"This classmate, I just came here today." Zhao Si also argued, "And I don't wear makeup."

Jiang Cheng frowned, his eyes moved down slightly along that face, and fixed on his lips.

In the next second, Zhao Siyi stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it around:

"Naturally, my mother said that it is full of blood and can live a long life."

"..."

Jiang Cheng frowned anxiously, looked away, and stopped looking at him: "Then the other things."

Zhao Si also pulled down and pulled the white woolen hat, and the light-colored bangs and hair ends were all wrapped in, like a bare little coconut shell: "It's all covered, and your dean will not be able to see after a while."

After all, 5 points is half of the country.Zhao Si also leaned forward: "Good brother, I didn't know it was the first day I came to school, and I would be dyed black when I got back, okay?"

"..."

Jiang Cheng frowned: "Don't pull me."

Zhao Si also drooped his head.

"The first day, forget it."

Zhao Si also came back to life.

"You take off the jewelry and put on your school uniform."

Jiang Cheng lowered his head, stopped talking to Zhao Siyi after speaking, got up with his notebook, and prepared to walk around to other classes to complete the task.

It's just that as soon as he stood up, he was pulled back to his seat by the person next to him: "Then help me remove the earrings, I can't do this without a mirror."

Jiang Cheng frowned: "Do you still have earrings?"

Zhao Siyi: "..."

"Oh, if you count me as a senior in high school, I've deducted everything." As he spoke, he lifted up the woolen cap that covered his ears a little bit, revealing a small covered red ear, with three ears slapped from bottom to top. Nail, looks naughty.

Jiang Cheng didn't make a move, Zhao Siyi twisted his neck and said, "Hurry up, if you get caught by your dean later, you'll be rear-ended as soon as you take off your hat. And I'm going to give a speech as soon as I come, I'm afraid I'm too public."

"..."

Jiang Cheng sat down mechanically and began to take out the earrings.

After 2 minutes, the three earrings were removed and placed on the table. Zhao Siyi took off a black rope by himself, and Jiang Cheng reached out to untie the chain buckle around his neck. He felt that they were all similar things. Zhao Siyi is simply a hanging pole covered with branches.

"No, no, this can't be solved."

Jiang Cheng has already pressed the button.

Before Zhao Siyi had time to clap his hands, the white jade buckle around his neck fell off.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Cheng's voice was cold.

Zhao Si also frowned seriously: "This is an heirloom to save my life. The master said that if I take it down, I will not live to marry a wife."

"........."

Jiang Cheng looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhao Si also quickly took the button back, and said urgently: "It's okay, just take it off for a while, I think I can marry an ugly one."

"..."

Jiang Cheng showed an expression that wanted to laugh but had to maintain his demeanor: "Oh."

Zhao Si also found his appearance inexplicably interesting.

As if he couldn't stand the teasing, and wanted to pretend that he didn't care at all, he rolled his eyes with joy.He confirmed that nothing was hanging on his body, and continued to knock on the ice:

"You haven't told me just now, what's your name?"

The person next to him cast a glance at him.

"Jiangcheng."

"Which river and which city?"

"This Jiangcheng you are in."

There were people coming and going between classes in that autumn, and there was a little sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance on the back door of the classroom, which seemed to be the smell of school, and it seemed to be the smell of a dream.

When Zhao Siyi woke up, it was just dawn, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were covered with white mist, and the heavy window frames were not at all the same as the green window eaves in the school.

People are no longer the same.

Fei Dajin laid him in a big character on the bed, and he struggled to get up. After brushing his teeth, he looked at his phone, only to find that the screen had been swiped.

The media always gets up before the chicken.

[@「迷进查」Exclusive report: Jiang Cheng admitted that he took over the filming of the siege film to express his attitude of the same sex, and said that he had a relationship with him through the screen. 】

But this is not what he wants to worry about.

Because there is another one below:

[@「迷边查」Exclusive report: Xiao Xianrou Xia Qi, the two male protagonists in the besieged city, has heard that Jiangcheng already has his own heart, and it is hard to tell if his heart is blooming and defeated. He compares him to a dog. 】

Zhao Siyi:?