I fell in love with the actor at first sight

New Year's Day, the first day of the new year.

The clock has pointed to the hour of the number eight, and the community is still quiet.

The grandpas and aunts who usually run, walk the dog, and go shopping for groceries in the morning rarely stop for a day. When Fu Yu and his wife packed up and walked out of the bedroom, there were already people in the living room.

The variety show was playing softly on the TV, and Ji Xinran was standing on the counter in front of the kitchen, baking toast.

Fu Yu asked in surprise, "Xinran? Why did you wake up so early?"

Ji Xinran looked over and said with a smile, "Uncle, Aunt, are you awake? Come over and have breakfast."

As an elder, Li Yao got up later than the younger generation, so he was a little embarrassed and said: "Why are you making breakfast again? Don't you sleep a little longer? Taking care of it is already troublesome for you, and we don't usually have the habit of eating breakfast, so Auntie usually comes back before noon.”

Ji Xinran walked out of the counter, with brown curly hair loosely hanging behind her, wearing a white mink velvet sweater with a black skirt, and her skin-colored body stockings perfectly highlighted her two slender legs.

She smiled and said: "I also wake up and have nothing to do before getting up to make breakfast. I have to eat more or less breakfast. My dad occasionally comes home and I cook for him. I'm used to it."

Fu Yu glanced at his wife: "Then try it, and don't rush to the company."

Ji Xinran smiled happily: "Then uncle and aunt, you sit down, and I will bring it to the table. What kind of jam do you like?"

The couple put down their briefcases and sat down at the dining table. Fu Yu said, "Yao'er likes blueberry jam, and I don't want it."

Ji Xinran was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Keyer was her aunt's name: "Uncle and aunt are so affectionate."

Li Yao smiled noncommittally: "Where's your father? Has he ever brought a woman home?"

Ji Xinran shook her head: "Never, every time Grandpa calls back, Dad either argues or keeps silent."

Fu Yu sighed: "I don't know what the elder brother is thinking."

Li Yao suddenly thought of something, and his face changed: "Could it be that big brother..."

Both Ji Xinran and Fu Yu looked at her

"Actually, you like men?"

Fu Yu's face was blank for a moment, and then he flicked her forehead lightly with his fingers: "Nonsense."

Ji Xinran was also shocked by her aunt's weird brain, and smiled helplessly.

Li Yao rubbed his forehead: "What age is it? How can it be impossible to like men? Otherwise, how can you explain that the elder brother is a man who is already in his fifth year, and he shuns when he sees a woman? What? You discriminate against same-sex love?"

Fu Yu disagreed: "I'm not discriminatory. As long as you are in love, there is nothing impossible. It's just that I vaguely remember that my eldest brother liked a girl when he was young. He liked it very much. He doesn't seem gay."

Ji Xinran came over with a plate of toast and blueberry jam in his right hand. Hearing from his uncle that his father was young was also a very strange feeling.

Li Yao was dubious: "Really? Then what happened later?"

Fu Yu thought for a while: "Since then, my brother has never talked about that girl again, so I don't know what happened afterwards."

Li Yao pulled Ji Xinran to sit beside her: "I've been busy all morning, thank you for your hard work. I don't know which boy will be lucky enough to marry my Xinran back home."

Fu Yu also echoed with a smile: "That must be a very good one, otherwise, our Fu family would not let him go."

Ji Xinran and the two of you talked to each other so that your head almost dropped under the table.

She glanced around and paused on the display cabinet used to separate the dining room from the living room.

The tungsten lamps on all sides of the display cabinet illuminated the inside of the cabinet majestically. There were many trophies displayed there, including gold, silver and crystal. Each trophy was engraved with Fu Wenzhi's name, each of which he had won since his debut. There are a variety of awards, large and small.

Ji Xinran subconsciously said, "Wen Zhi doesn't eat breakfast?"

Li Yao took a bite of the toast and said vaguely, "Don't you know him yet? Every time you go home, you won't get up until twelve o'clock. Let's leave him alone."

Ji Xinran let out a soft oh, picked up a piece of bread and ate it absent-mindedly.

Fu Wenzhi's bedroom was very large, with a cloakroom and a bathroom inside. The floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed tightly, leaving a gap to let in a ray of warm winter sun.

The gray wallpaper and carpet, the sofa is white, the color is monotonous and simple, and the luxury is low-key.

The screen of the mobile phone next to the pillow suddenly lit up, and the voice of the WeChat pop-up video call tore the silence in the room, which had not calmed down for a long time.

The dark black silk quilt cover squirmed slightly, stretched out a white hand to touch the side of the pillow, finally touched the phone and turned off the screen, and then calmed down again, and then the poor phone was thrown directly off the bed, alone lying on the carpet.

Not long after, the phone started vibrating again, one after another.

group chat(5)

Mr. Xiao Jiang, Handsome Crack the Sky: Happy New Year!

Bo Xin: Happy New Year.

Wei Wencai: On the first day of the new year, don't you make an appointment at night?

Bai Xin: What a fart, I didn't come back from drinking until midnight last night, and I had a headache.

Wei Wencai: Hahahaha how can I not get my shoes wet when I often walk by the river!

Bai Xin: What about Zhiyuan and Wenzhi?Why is it not bubbling?

Handsome Cracking Sky Mr. Jiang: Old Shen probably died of a headache these two days

Bai Xin: What's wrong?What happened?

Mr. Xiao Jiang: @Fu Wenzhi, I already know what you said to Lao Shen yesterday, don't pretend to be dead.

Wei Wencai:? ? ?

Tranquility and Zhiyuan: ...Jiang Haoxuan!what did you say last night

Mr. Xiaojiang, the handsome man who cracked the sky: I said that I would never disclose it to the outside world!

Bai Xin: ...? ?

Wei Wencai:.

Tranquility and Zhiyuan: So what?

Mr. Jiang Xiaojiang: This group is all our brothers from childhood to adulthood. How can this be outside the world?

Wei Wencai: What the hell happened! ! !Can you stop your appetite?

Handsome Crack the Sky Mr. Jiang: [Chat Screenshot]

Handsome Crack the Sky Mr. Jiang: [Chat Screenshot]

Handsome Crack the Sky Mr. Jiang: This is how things are

Handsome Crack the Sky Mr. Jiang: Are you shocked?Horror, right?Such words can actually be said from the mouth of a beast in clothes like Fu Dayingdi. In the middle of the night, I got goosebumps all over my body!

Others in the group were strangely silent for a while, only Jiang Haoxuan was talking about his feelings persistently, the Aite client who was not afraid of death.

Handsome Cracking Sky Mr. Jiang: @Fu Wenzhi Come out and talk about it!To achieve this level, what are you planning?

Mr. Xiao Jiang: Don't tell me you really have a crush on him?You two just met once, right?

Wei Wencai: Wen Zhi, I said you must not be impulsive, if you really like to wait a few days after New Year's Day is over, we will go back to the company and ask each other to help you find out the details of that kid, you can do it before it's too late!You are the film king, there are many people who want to get on with you, you can't be so casual.

Bai Xin: Fu, I mean the same thing.

Mr. Xiaojiang, the handsome man who cracked the sky: Is it really because of that kid's face?But this is too hasty, right?Film Emperor Fu, this is not like you!

Bai Xin: ...But that face is indeed pretty, or is it a natural one that hasn't been touched by a knife. How many people in the entertainment industry haven't had a little bit of plastic surgery?What's even more funny is that a large group of slightly trimmed fresh meat is no match for a passerby from the west

Wei Wencai: [Holding fists together] Dr. Bo usually doesn't speak up, but when he speaks, he offends half of the entertainment industry. I admire him.

Handsome Crack the Sky Mr. Jiang: @Fu Wenzhi

Handsome Crack the Sky Mr. Jiang: @Fu Wenzhi

The handsome man who cracks the sky Xiao Jiang: Where is the person?disappeared?

Tranquility and Zhiyuan: He didn't sleep until one o'clock last night, so he probably hasn't woken up yet.

……

I don't know how long it took before the mobile phone on the big carpet regained its calmness. Unexpectedly, just as WeChat stopped, someone knocked on the door from the outside again.

"knocking"

"Fu Wenzhi! Great actor? Wake up to eat! See what time it is? Are you going to lose weight and keep your waist? No need, your fans value your face and strength more!"

Fu Wenzhi's status in the entertainment industry now means that he no longer needs to live in the crew during the Spring Festival. In fact, he didn't need to in the past. With his parents' connections in the entertainment industry, he will never be short of good ones even if he has no acting skills or good looks. resources, but he has always relied on himself. If others don't know who his parents are, he will never tell.

Fu Wenzhi has been mixed in the entertainment industry to the point where he no longer needs to listen to the company's words and receive announcements. He can freely choose the style he wants to develop, and the company has to politely provide it. Newbies make money for themselves.

But Fu Wenzhi didn't, and he didn't need to.

Even if he doesn't enter the entertainment industry, he still has endless money to spend. It's just that he likes acting since he was a child. Watching the movies made by his parents on TV, his eyes are shining like stars.

Today, he only needs to go to the company every three days or so, and get endorsements from big names to show his face in front of the audience from time to time.

It's rare to have a holiday for myself during the Spring Festival this year, but I didn't expect that the first day of the new year would be called chaos.

Fu Wenzhi slowly lifted the quilt covering his head, took out a small white remote control from the bedside table and pressed it.

There was a slight sound in the door lock, and it clicked open automatically.

Fu Wenzhi yawned: "Come in."

Ji Xinran carried a plate of toast, took a cup of hot milk into the room and handed it to him: "Here, the milk has just been warmed up, drink it while it's hot."

Fu Wenzhi was still a little tired, leaning against the head of the bed with his eyes closed and resting his mind, the quilt was slanted over his waist, revealing a little bit of spring light, Ji Xinran's angle was just enough to catch a spot, making her face slightly hot.

Fu Wenzhi lazily opened his eyelids and glanced at her: "I just woke up, I don't have any appetite, let's put it on the table."

Ji Xinran, as if she had received an amnesty, quickly turned around and put the plate and milk in her hand on the table, picked up the mobile phone on the ground and threw it over and asked, "Why is your mobile phone on the ground?"

Fu Wenzhi picked up the phone, frowned, and his face became even more ugly: "I don't know, I fell asleep and fell."

Ji Xinran stared at his two-meter-wide bed in astonishment, and couldn't imagine how he could squeeze his phone out of the bed while sleeping.

Fu Wenzhi closed his eyes for a while, then opened them suddenly, and a look of displeasure flashed across his eyes.

Because Ji Xinran had already opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows for him, although the winter sun was still warm instead of shining on people, it was still very dazzling at first glance.

Ji Xinran said coolly: "When the room is lit, people will be energetic."

Fu Wenzhi didn't speak, but finally opened his eyes.

After a while, he slowly got up and pulled off the corner of his clothes that had been rolled up due to the friction of sleeping.

Ji Xinran suddenly covered her eyes: "What are you doing!"

Fu Wenzhi glanced back inexplicably: "I just tore off my clothes, do you think I'm going to take off my clothes? What do you think about all day? You have a good idea."

Ji Xinran's hands covering his face slowly clenched into fists, his eyes were murderous.

Fu Wenzhi chuckled: "Don't worry, no one will fool you as a hooligan."

After speaking, he pulled a sweater and pants from the closet and turned into the bathroom next to him

Ji Xinran sat on the sofa, the murderous look in his eyes disappeared instantly, and his tightly clenched fists loosened weakly.

The nerves that had been tense since entering the door finally relaxed a bit, and Ji Xinran couldn't tell what it was like, just like a thief.

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone under the bed made the strings in Ji Xinran's mind tense again after relaxing for a moment.

Ji Xinran stood up as if she had been pricked by a needle, picked up her phone and glanced at the caller ID

Fu Wenzhi's voice came from the bathroom: "Whose phone is it?"

Ji Xinran was a little embarrassed: "Yes, it's Director Yang, Yang Zhuo."

Not long after, Fu Wenzhi came out of the bathroom after changing his clothes.

There were still water stains on his lips and bangs, and he raised his eyebrows: "Yo? It's Yang Zhuo? He's a person who doesn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing."

The author has something to say: Author: Zhizhi~

Actor Fu: Get lost.

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