How to break after being posted upside down by the actor

As New Year's Day approaches, there is more festive atmosphere on the Internet.

The student party is waiting for the holiday, and the working party is also waiting for the holiday.

It seems that all the atmosphere is harmonious.

It happened to snow again, and Jian Mubai stayed in the apartment for two consecutive days without going out.

The soft blanket was pressed against his face, the heater seemed to be hot, and the neckline of the home clothes was a bit wide open.

The music scores scattered around him were placed casually, but the notes on them were very clear, and they were carefully revised by him.

Yan Cen had just entered the door, bringing a chill, Jian Mubai looked at him: "Cold."

"It's still cold? You didn't go out." Yan Cen had snowflakes on his body, and after knocking it down at the door, he hung it on the hanger, as if he was at his own home.

Shang Wen who followed behind did not dare to say a word.

The Yan Cen he just met was not so good-tempered.

Yan Cen came back from the company and met several relatives of the Yan family, his face was colder than the frost outside.

Shangwen felt that he was becoming less and less like an agent, no different from an assistant.

He is also the assistant of the domineering president.

Yan Cen was still holding a warm roasted sweet potato in his hand, he saw it on the side of the road, so he must have come down to buy it.

Sure enough, Jian Mubai smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, sat up immediately, wiped his hands and brought them over.

Yan Cen patted his pocket, motioning for Jian Mubai to continue taking it.

In the pocket was a paper bag of chestnuts, which was still steaming.

Like a little hamster, Jian Mubai lay down in front of the coffee table and gnawed a few mouthfuls of sweet potatoes: "Tomorrow I'm going to record the New Year's Eve, with such heavy snow, can I walk?"

"I guess we have to leave early, and we are still discussing with Zhang Zhiming." Yan Cen said, "But I guess you have to go first, I still have something to do here."

Originally, the two of them agreed to go together, but Jian Mubai didn't think much about it.

As a big star, Yan Cen is not normal if he is not busy.

Who can be so leisurely like him.

Jian Mubai sighed, not much leisure time left.

After the new year, it is time to really start running the announcement.

Yan Cen didn't know why he sighed, and rubbed Jian Mubai's head: "Eat less, I'm ready to eat."

Yan Cen is very busy recently, and to be able to spare time to have dinner with Jian Mubai is already in a hurry.

So Leisurely House prepared the meals and sent them over.

Jian Mubai doesn't pick anything either, as long as it's delicious.

But recently after the broadcast of Taste of Huaguo, many people seem to know his characteristics.

And even more surprised, why does Yan Yingdi still make desserts? !

It's so delicious.

Many fans have already begun to figure out who the actor Yan was learning for.

But I have to say that Yan Cen's move attracted a lot of fans.

Jian Mubai is inside, the role being served.

Even Yan Cen's true fan, how many layers of filters did she wear.

They couldn't tell, but it was Jian Mubai who was sticking to Yan Cen.

Obviously it was Yan Cen who wanted to take Jian Mubai with him wherever he went.

After the last episode of Taste of Huaguo was broadcast, Jian Mubai's fans grew wildly.

Of course, Bei Le was also laughed at. Netizens posted a lot of emoticons, all of which were fish!

When Jian Mubai thought about it, it always felt like a long time had passed.

The wind was very strong at night, Yan Cen always felt very cold when he sent Jian Mubai to the airport.

Jian Mubai was wearing a scarf, almost shrunk into a ball.

There is no one in the cold airport today.

It also gets dark quickly in winter.

The heating in the VIP room made Jian Mubai heave a sigh of relief.

Jian Mubai said: "Do you want to go first? The road will not be easy for a while."

Originally, Yan Cen should have said that he would accompany Jian Mubai on the plane before leaving.

But he seemed to be on something, and looked at his watch a few times: "Then send me a text message when you get on the plane, and send it when you get off the plane."

After speaking, Yan Cen glanced at Zhang Zhiming.

Zhang Zhiming nodded along, and after nodding, he realized that he was not Yan Cen's subordinate, so why did he nod.

Just as Yan Cen was about to leave, Jian Mubai thought about it, and tugged at Yan Cen's sleeve: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

There is no evidence, just a subconscious question.

Recently Yan Cen was too busy, Jian Mubai also looked at Yan Cen's itinerary, obviously he had nothing to do.

Yan Cen lowered his head, looked at Bai Bai under the light, and said in a low voice, "There are too many things that are hidden from you."

Jian Mubai looked at Yan Cen slightly shocked,

It seems to be asking, how can you tell the truth this time.

Yan Cen lowered his head and kissed Jian Mubai, but instead of leaving, he strode towards the corner of the VIP room.

There was a man in a windbreaker inside, without Yan Cen saying anything, Shang Wen skillfully took a camera from his windbreaker.

Apparently just caught a sneak peek of something good.

Jian Mubai didn't even notice this person, and walked over to see the inside of the camera.

It was the photo of Yan Cen kissing himself, but the angle was ingenious, only showing Jian Mubai's face.

This made Jian Mubai feel a little familiar.

But Yan Cen's expression has changed.

Another photo like this.

The notice to remind you to board the plane was sent again.

Yan Cen suppressed his anger, and said to Jian Mubai: "You go to the recording site first, I will go soon. Leave it to me to deal with it."

Jian Mubai was a little silent, thought for a while and said: "Or, I won't go. I'll be with you whatever you want to do."

Jian Mubai's heart was pounding, and she always felt that something was wrong.

But the prompt to board the plane was broadcast over and over again.

Yan Cen still sighed: "Let's go first, don't worry, it's just something about my family. I guess my family is relatively rich."

richer?

Knowing Yan Cen for so long, it was the first time Jian Mubai heard Yan Cen say that.

"It's rich. My grandpa knows we're in a relationship, so he's not happy."

Yan Cen didn't expect that he would say it at this time, obviously in his plan, he should be very serious, at least sit down.

Instead of the airport broadcast calling Jian Mubai's name over and over again.

Instead, Jian Mubai breathed a sigh of relief: "Whoever is in love with you, don't be ashamed."

Jian Mubai didn't necessarily want Yan Cen to speak out now, but felt much more at ease: "Then I'll go there first, you come here quickly."

Zhang Zhiming followed Jian Mubai, feeling that he knew more and more secrets.

In the movie, people who know too many secrets have no good end!

Yan Cen watched Jian Mubai get on the plane, and regretted what he said just now, it was too informal.

But at that moment, he wanted to tell the truth, he was a little scared when he saw Jian Mubai's back on the plane.

I am afraid that what happened six years ago will repeat itself.

Getting in the car again, Yan Cen finally understood what Jian Mubai had been talking about all day, it was too cold.

Today's cold exhaled air can freeze.

"Go back to the old house."

This time the driver, Shang Wen, has also seen it, but he is not very familiar with it.

Like the people in Yan Cen's company.

Of course Shang Wen didn't say a word, just follow Yan Cen.

But there are too many things Shangwen wants to ask, and he is not in a hurry.

Shangwen also went to the old house, every time he came back, Yan Cen's mood would not be good.

I'm afraid it will be the same this time.

But if Jian Mubai came over, he would definitely be surprised that he had known Yan Cen for so long, yet he had never stepped in.

When Yan Cen walked into the old house, he suddenly felt that the snow was falling heavily in the sky, and he wondered if there would be any problems with the flight that just took off.

Thinking of it this way, Yan Cen's heart felt as if someone had tightly grasped it.

It will be all right.

There was no popularity in the old house, and the nanny stared at the returned Young Master Yan with trepidation.

Every time I come here, Shangwen will sigh, what year is there, and there is such a house.

Except for the most basic electric lights, there are no modern facilities here.

It looks like a house from 100 years ago.

No matter how magnificent it looked, Shangwen felt that he would not want to live there.

There is no air-conditioning in summer and no heating in winter, how can we spend time in Beijing.

Yan Cen was expressionless, and looked at the charcoal fire in the room, it was the only warm place in the whole house.

It's been like this since childhood in this house, there can be no laughter, no singing.

So the rules and principles are strict.

When he was a child, he started reading from the Three Character Classic, Di Zi Gui, Four Books and Five Classics.

You don't need to understand the reasoning of the above, as long as you can memorize it.

In his life before elementary school, Yan Cen thought that people all over the world were like this.

He has no way to know how other people's lives are like from other channels.

In Yan Cen's world, there are only the unsmiling grandfather and the trembling servants.

Coming back here again, Yan Cen felt a little tired.

Neither he nor Grandpa can convince anyone.

Their worldviews are different, and it's useless to say more.

"Where's my grandfather? Is it in the study?" Yan Cen asked.

The butler came up and lowered his head slightly: "The head of the house is not here."

Yan Cen frowned, it's so cold outside, grandpa is over 70, what are you doing outside?

Forget it, this house is equally cold.

What is the difference between here and outside?

"Please contact me and tell me I'm back." Yan Cen's voice was subconsciously cold, as if infected by the house's air-conditioning.

The butler paused and said hello.

Yan Cen sat down on the sofa.

In other words, it is not a sofa, but furniture made of rosewood, which is as cold as a stone in winter.

What he was most afraid of when he was a child was going to eat in winter, the stool was very cold.

Some servants and aunts couldn't stand it anymore and made him a soft cushion.

The kind that is done stitch by stitch, for fear that the things bought will make the owner unhappy.

But in the end it was thrown out.

Because the head of the family felt that boys should be able to endure hardships.

I can't stand the cold.

How to inherit the family business in the future.

Yan Cen still doesn't understand it now, and always feels that grandpa is paranoid to believe in all old things.

Ancient etiquette, ancient education.

It is believed that all high-tech is to make people enjoy leisure and work hard.

If the modern society didn't allow it, Yan Cen felt that grandpa would want to take a carriage whenever he went out.

After thinking wildly for a while, Yan Cen received a WeChat message from Jian Mubai.

Jian Mubai: I got off the plane, got in the car of the program crew and was going to the hotel.What are you doing?

The signal in the old house is not very good, intermittent.

Yan Cen worked hard for a long time before saying: At grandpa's house, I will show you later.Send this sentence to the past.

But the last sentence, "You will definitely not like it", has not been sent out.

Yan Cen sighed, put the phone back, and asked the housekeeper, "Grandpa won't go to the medicine field, right? He doesn't need to go and see it by himself."

It doesn't even have to be artificially grown herbs.

Large-scale agricultural machinery is now very advanced.

But the medicine field they planted is still using the oldest planting method.

Tens of thousands of acres of medicinal fields are all planted manually.

If it wasn't for the strong force of my parents, I changed the equipment for plowing the field.

Yan Cen doubted whether Grandpa would let people buy a lot of cattle to plant medicine fields.

"No, young master, why don't you go to sleep for a while." The housekeeper said.

It's indeed a bit late, but let Yan Cen sleep on the cold bed here, let's forget it.

Yan Cen said: "Then grandpa went to see a doctor?"

Yan Cen's grandfather was one of the top Chinese medicine practitioners in the country, and there were many wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials who were waiting for him to see a doctor.

It is also possible to go to the doctor.

After Yan Cen finished speaking, he looked at the housekeeper.

Suddenly, I felt something was wrong with the butler's expression.

"The head of the family went to see Mr. Jian, and he said that he wanted to see Mr. Jian."