I chase after the actor by lifting iron

It's really not a pleasant question.

No one spoke, after a while of silence, Ming Chen cheered up: "Let's eat first, we won't talk about this today."

Lu Mang had already recovered by now, took off his coat and put it on for Pingzi, Mingchen went to the kitchen to get a broom, and cleaned the place with Sister Xin, Brother Chen.

"I know why you asked someone to come yesterday," Ming Chen suddenly realized, "I almost thought they were really network maintenance personnel."

"Indeed." Si Yanan moved the chair away.

"Overhaul monitoring and viruses?"

Si Yan'an smiled: "It's always right to be on guard."

When he came here yesterday, he brought a group of people, saying that he was going to help them upgrade the network in the store, and he spent the whole afternoon before leaving. Sister Xin, Brother Chen even brought drinks to the younger brothers.

Ming Chen didn't think much about it at the time, but thinking about it now, he suddenly felt as if he was living in a movie.

This is because they are afraid that there will be problems with the monitoring, or there may be an extra camera somewhere. No one can say that there will be no problems with Yangxinzhai's people coming and going.

This is completely torn face ah.

After a while, Wednesday also arrived. As soon as he came in, he heard that Pingzi had just been injured, and turned around and ran to the scene in anger.After a while, he brought back a piece of black plastic with a dark face, and said that he called his buddies to inquire about it.

Fortunately, Pingzi was not seriously injured, so he treated it as if he had chopped vegetables, and now he was relieved, and he was still in the mood to make jokes.

Sister Xin and Brother Chen prepared a table of dishes, and Ming Chen and Si Yan'an ran up and down several times before serving them all.

Guessing that they have something to say, the young couple gave up the first floor and did not eat with them.Before Ming Chen went downstairs with the last bowl in his arms, Sister Xin told him to treat his friends well.

Mingchen responded, went down with candied dates and Yuanxiao in his hand, and heard Wednesday complaining loudly from a distance: "Why is it always you!? Have you been robbed of luck by a villain recently? I know two masters. Zhong, come with me tomorrow to say goodbye."

When Pingzi heard this, he became overwhelmed: "You are already stupid enough, and you still practice feudal superstition like others, and the more you do it, the more stupid you become."

"Who's stupid!" Wednesday furiously said, "Besides, do you know that stupid people are blessed with stupidity? You're usually open-mouthed, otherwise you might not be so unlucky..."

The idiot didn't notice that he scolded himself, and was still chattering non-stop.

Mingchen rubbed his ears helplessly, put down the bowl of Yuanxiao, after the sound of the bottom of the bowl colliding with the table, he tilted his head and looked up at Pingzi.

Hirako is wearing a pair of glasses today.

Although the prescription is not deep, it is okay not to wear it, but in order to protect his eyes, he still develops the habit of wearing it.

Ming Chen knew it wasn't his fault, but he still couldn't help feeling a little shy, and stared at him blankly for a few seconds.

After a while, Pingzi's phoenix eyes slowly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Come here."

As he spoke, he patted the gap leaking from the edge of the chair.

Ming Chen glanced at Si Yan'an, ran over with his eyes, and squeezed between Pingzi and Lu Mang.

"...I," Lu Mang was almost pushed to the ground, and wanted to curse, but then gave Si Yan'an a fearful look.

Finally reluctantly changed to the opposite position.

The five sat down, and finally finished his tirade on Wednesday, and raised his glass: "Come on, let's talk about that shit later, first for our friendship—"

Lu Mang shook in disgust.

"cheers--"

The cups collided crisply, and the dishes on the table were steaming.Ming Chen drank a large glass of beer in one gulp, his face flushed.

It's been a long time since I've been so happy. Everyone sat together, although it was noisy, but very relaxed.

On Wednesday he talked non-stop. He recently recorded a rap variety show, in which the contestants competed one by one with their own personalities. From slots to behind-the-scenes gossip, they could talk continuously for three days and three nights.

Pingzi listened silently, asking a few sharp questions from time to time, peeling the brine prawns in his hands, throwing the peeled prawns into Mingchen's bowl.

This is the tradition of the KC regiment, the usual treatment for the youngest in a bucket.

Mingchen felt that he hadn't enjoyed it for a long time, mainly because he was too busy and it was difficult for them to get together.So he was moved while burying his head in hard work.

Occasionally he raised his head and met Si Yanan's eyes who was sitting directly across from him. As long as he smirked, Si Yanan could only pretend not to see.

Then he glanced at Lu Mang inexplicably.

Lu Mang: "?"

"Why didn't Chang Min choose a show that suits him? He insisted on rapping, like a fool, and he was scolded badly on the Internet. I have heard of rappers who go to act, but never heard of actors who come to rap, although he is confused , but the popularity is not such a rubbish method..." Wednesday crazily complained: "He still flinched when he saw me in the background, so I scolded him a few times when I was commenting!"

"Who is Chang Min?" Si Yanan asked casually.

He is considered a senior figure in the industry, and he specializes in movies. He often doesn't know you and doesn't know him, like a fake practitioner in the entertainment industry.

Ming Chen finally pulled his face out of the bowl: "You should know this? It's a drama invested by Yangfan that made it popular... What's that one called?"

Lu Mang: "Prosperous Tang Sect."

"That's right," Ming Chen said, "The male lead. He became popular for a few months, but there was no news after that."

Si Yanan raised his eyebrows.

"Not only that," Interrupted him on Wednesday: "I just heard that Chang Yuexin is his older sister, the one who retired from the show. He lost his sister's relationship in the drama of Tangmen in the Tang Dynasty. "

Mingchen was really surprised, Chang Yuexin, isn't this Lin Tiaotiao's former boss?The one who took her as a maid.

"Half of my program is non-amateur. Apart from him, there are a few other people who have gone solo since they disbanded." Said Wednesday: "One of them has a younger sister who really looks like the youngest and speaks like... "

"???" Ming Chen stopped gnawing on the ribs.

"She's still acting like a baby to me in the backstage!" Wednesday complained: "It looks like when the youngest girl just formed a group not long ago, her small movements are exactly the same."

Ming Chen quit: "When did I act like a baby with you?"

"I was really affected by the first two episodes, and I didn't score hard." Wednesday didn't hear it, and said with a bitter face: "I later found out that this sister is faking. Damn, why doesn't she go to acting? It's a waste of talent. ah!"

"Who are you to act like a spoiled child!" Ming Chen repeated without giving up.

Lu Mang raised his eyes: "How do you pretend?"

Wednesday said: "I passed by backstage and heard her talking on the phone. She spoke in a strange way, just like you."

Lu Mang: "?"

"Then I heard gossip from other people, saying that she was the only one in their little mess group who was not bad at being popular, and she was unwilling to be tied up with her teammates, and the group broke up only after resorting to tricks. Several teammates hated her to death, tearing her up on Weibo every day. Forced, but she has a company to keep her, and she was set up quite stably, and her teammates were about to lose, and she was in a mess." Wednesday tutted and shook her head: "It's better to set it up with the little white flower, and almost fooled me. Hey , so to speak, she is like the captain and the youngest's own hahahaha—”

On how to freeze the air in one sentence.

On Wednesday, he laughed to himself for half a minute before he looked around suspiciously: "Why are you not moving?"

The four stood up at the same time, united like never before, pulled him out of the seat amid Zhou Wandui's howls, tied him to the coffee table next to him with a plastic rope after a beating, and sealed his mouth with tape.

"Ummmmmm—what are you doing (indistinctly)—"

On Wednesday, he tried to wriggle and break free, but was forcibly suppressed by Pingzi with his body weight. Mingchen covered his stomach and took a video with his mobile phone. Lu Mang grabbed his hair and scolded him for being stupid.

After finally bullying people, the drunken madness is almost gone.On Wednesday, he leaned back on the chair, took a breath, and asked for a while, "Will we be together forever?"

Pingzi laughed: "Of course."

After the meal, Si Yan'an acted as the video camera brother and helped them live broadcast for more than half an hour.It was discussed before that they want to live together, and the postponement of the concert made people panic, and they had to comfort the fans.

Fans sent countless crying emoticons in the live broadcast room, which made the four of them a little distressed, and had to talk about cross talk for a long time.

Later, they sang a bunch of songs together to coax the fans.

This went straight to the evening, and everyone had a meal together. Tomorrow, Lu Mang and the others still had schedules, so they left separately.

Ming Chen discussed with Si Yan'an and returned to the villa.

The heating is turned on at home, and the living comfort is much higher than that of Yangxin Zhai.Ming Chen took off his coat and went to the second floor to take a good shower.After washing, drying his hair, he went out for a walk, but he didn't see Si Yan'an.

Not in the living room, not in the kitchen, not in the toilet.

Ming Chen thought for a while, wrapped himself in a thick coat, and stepped on cotton slippers to the rooftop.

Sure enough, Si Yanan was standing on the inside of the railing looking out, his hair was blown up by the north wind.It's not leaning forward against the railing, nor standing up straight, it's somewhere in between, relaxed but not too slumped.

Like a hard skeleton covered with resting muscles.Even if the person is dead and decayed, this skeleton will still stand there.

"What are you looking at?" Ming Chen was a little dazed, and walked behind him to poke his head.

In fact, he has seen this scenery many times. The roof is not facing the street, there is neither height nor thousands of lights, it is really nothing to see.If you have to say it, just look at the wind.

In the past, Si Yan'an would probably smile at him, and then take advantage of the situation to change the topic to something else.This doesn't make him feel dishonest. After all, he is a male god, so there must be many thoughts that he doesn't understand.

But today Si Yanan answered him for the first time.

"I'm thinking about the mood of you little fan." He patted Ming Chen's head. His hair was fluffy and soft after washing, exuding a pleasant citrus aroma. This shampoo was bought from Tangyuan, and it was almost used up. Let Ming Chen choose next time.

"Me?" Ming Chen repeated in bewilderment, his eyes swept over his feet, and he saw a strange cardboard box.

His thoughts were immediately pulled over, and he squatted down to open the box, and he couldn't help but wow.

It turned out to be a box of small fireworks.

They are things for children to play with. The smallest one is a fairy wand, and the biggest one can only spray "Fire Trees and Silver Flowers" as tall as a person. Although fireworks and firecrackers are banned in Chongshi City, such small things are still allowed to play on the rooftop of your home.

Ming Chen's eyes lit up, he ran back, took out the lighter that Si Yanan had given him from the bedside table, and ran back again.

"Like it so much?" Si Yan'an laughed, "I asked Guo Gui to bring it."

Mingchen was so happy that he couldn't find his way, he talked a lot, then extravagantly grabbed a handful of fairy sticks and lit them together.

"The child is going to be jealous of me when she sees it!" Ming Chen handed the ultra-luxury fairy wand to Si Yan'an, and grabbed another handful himself: "By the way, what are you talking about?"

"...take a photo for me." Si Yanan squatted down with him, and the sparks from the cold fireworks exploded the long tail, illuminating his drooping eyelashes.

"Huh?" Ming Chen was puzzled, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket: "Why do you suddenly want to take a photo, do you want to post it on Weibo?"

His words are purely casual, because he has been following the male god for so many years, and knows that he never engages in such things.

Si Yan'an is a filmmaker at heart. Although his good looks have attracted him a lot of fans, he himself doesn't pay much attention to fans. Except for the routine thank you when the movie premieres, he basically treats them as if they don't exist on weekdays.

Unexpectedly, Si Yan'an nodded, and glanced at his bangs blown by the wind: "When I thought about you being a small fan before, I suddenly felt that I should give them an explanation."

Ming Chen was stunned.

The firework stick in his hand was burnt out, Si Yanan rummaged through the box, found a handful of small fireworks, lit one and threw it on the ground, the small thing spun crazily on the spot and made a strange whistling sound, it looked cute.

"This is a group, and the group has no real emotions." He said: "I haven't paid attention to the individuals in it before, so I don't care. But now, when I think of you, you used to hide in Weibo, in the live broadcast. In the message, I feel quite unbearable."

He paused, and saw the wide-eyed and stupid Ming Chen, with a smile on his eyes: "I should explain what happened before. It should be better for you."