CP powder purification records

"Generally speaking, it's best to keep a little distance between fans and idols."

As Xiang Ze said, he picked up the wide powder that had changed from off-white to translucent from the tomato pot, put it into Wen Chenyi's bowl, and then picked up a small spoonful of hot tomato soup and poured it into it.

Wen Chenyi pushed them apart, and hummed: "Oh, then it seems that we should eat at two separate tables."

Xiang Ze smiled helplessly, and hooked his left hand with his little finger: "But if you get closer, it will be more cordial."

Tell him everything anyway.Wen Chenyi rolled his eyes and looked at his phone again, the private message he just sent to Juzi was still displayed on the screen.

User92979: "Of course."

User 92979: "It's not a vest that worships Jinlan with you."

Daju has made a decision: "!!!!!! The real and touching sisterhood, I'm in lui."

Daju has already made the decision: "Okay, I announce that starting today I will open a rainbow fart factory exclusive to Wentutu, and the boss will be jointly held by me and Mrs. [-]."

Daju has already made a decision: "We have already agreed that Liao, I will be in charge of the production workshop, and she will be in charge of the transmission workshop."

User92979: "???"

User 92979: "...the assembly line is okay."

Wen Chenyi was amused.He put down his chopsticks and was about to reply, but Xiang Ze suddenly pinched the palm of his left hand lightly, and said in a low voice with a little aggrieved: "It's clear that it's mine to eat."

Wen Chenyi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then covered the phone on the table, explaining, "Because of something unexpected." He took out a chopsticks from the pot and put the bamboo shoots wrapped in red oil into Xiang Ze's. In the bowl, his left hand scratched the opponent's palm in turn, "Okay, I won't chat anymore, let's eat first."

Xiang Ze was originally left-handed, and the habit was forcibly changed when he was a child.At this moment, he simply changed the chopsticks to his left hand, and the other one was still hanging under the table, tightly intertwined with Wen Chenyi's fingers.

This kind of small action is secretive and sweet, which makes Wen Chenyi's ears blush.

"The sudden situation you mentioned, do you mean that Juzi found out about your trumpet?" Xiang Ze asked suddenly.He slowly took a bite of the bamboo shoots that Wen Chenyi picked up, his face remained unchanged, his tone was flat as if he was chatting about weather, probably he had expected it.

Wen Chenyi almost choked on the sour plum juice: "Cough...how do you know?!"

"There are signs, but not sure."

"Where is it?" Wen Chenyi was puzzled, he didn't think about losing the horse at all.

"Did your intuition become dull after you didn't become a CP fan?"

"...Don't try to trick me into turning around."

"Okay." Xiang Ze laughed, "But I'm curious, what's the reason?"

Wen Chenyi just asked him for help, so naturally he couldn't be fooled now, and stammered: "I accidentally sent a wrong photo..."

He told the ins and outs of the future, Xiang Ze listened, and asked: "So, did you miss it before?"

"A total of two times, and it's all your fault."

Xiang Ze couldn't help laughing, slightly curled the corners of his mouth, and shook Wen Chenyi's hand a few times to please him.

Wen Chenyi was ashamed and angry at once: "Why are you laughing, maybe you will make an oolong someday."

Xiang Ze replied firmly: "No."

"You can't talk too much." Wen Chenyi said, "Prevent it before it happens, understand? If you really lose your horse one day, it depends on what you should do."

"Tell the world directly that you are my idol." Xiang Ze smiled softly.

Wen Chenyi felt a little embarrassed, bit his chopsticks and let out a "huh".

In fact, he was still thinking about the question just now. He always felt that Xiang Ze was very confident in his trumpet, but he didn't know where it came from.After an account has been used for a long time, it is inevitable that some clues will be exposed, and Wen Chenyi is the same, but his former fans are all focused on analyzing and posting, and no one has the time to compare them one by one.

After dinner, while Xiang Ze was going to pick up the car, he couldn't help sending Juzi a very roundabout question: "What do you think of Mrs. Sijiuer?"

Daju has made a decision: "??"

Daju has already decided: "Aside from immortals, what adjectives can there be? There isn't any."

Tangerine immediately replied with a long paragraph of compliments, except for the wrong gender, everything else was pretty much the same.Wen Chenyi looked funny, and came to look for it with all his heart, wanting to continue teasing her: "I didn't find anything strange?"

Daju has decided: "No."

Daju has already decided: "What do you want to ask?"

User 92979: "Actually, what I want to ask is, have you ever thought about who [-] might be?"

Daju has made a decision: "........."

Daju has already decided: "My day, my day wait a minute!!! Yes, is that what I think?"

Daju has already decided: "Damn, I don't think it's possible. Me! No! Believe me!"

Xiang Ze's car happened to be parked on the side of the road, Wen Chenyi put away his phone, got into the co-pilot, and just buckled up his seat belt, a card with a hot pot restaurant's signboard was handed to him.

Xiang Ze explained: "It's a gift from the proprietress, and you can get a 7% discount, so you can take it."

The lady proprietress of this store is a fan of Xiang Ze, and she took them to take a lot of photos when they just checked out. I didn't expect that there would be such a treatment as a membership card.

Wen Chenyi asked doubtfully, "You don't want it?"

"Anyway, I'll just come and eat with you."

"OK then."

Wen Chenyi put it in his pocket, turned his head to look at him at Xiang Ze, and said, "Still chatting with Ju Zi about the trumpet?"

"No, I'm talking about you... oh shit!"

Wen Chenyi hurriedly took out her phone, the news of Juzi had already filled the screen.

Daju has already decided: "Where are you?!?!?!?"

Daju has already made up his mind: "Brother, give me an accurate word, can you make it work! Qiuqiu you!"

Daju has decided: "Look at my humble fat orange!!!"

User 92979: "dbqdbq, I didn't look at my phone just now."

User 92979: "Actually, I just asked casually, and I don't know."

Big Orange has already decided: "."

Daju decided: "I'm angry."

User92979: "Sorry! I was wrong!"

Daju has made up his mind: "I don't listen, I'm going to draw a color/picture of my choice to comfort myself."

User92979: "..."

Daju has made a decision: "I won't show you when the painting is finished."

User92979: "..."

User 92979: "Ju, listen to me, don't be impulsive when you are young."

Tangerine didn't reply for a while, and when Wen Chenyi was fidgeting, he finally sent a sentence: "It's not impulsive!! So what... are you really asking casually?"

"Really." Wen Chenyi quickly replied, "And think about it, how can there be so many coincidences in the world, right?"

Daju has already decided: "That's right, I suddenly feel that what you said really makes sense."

Daju has already decided: "But my color/map has already been drafted, so I decided to finish it."

Wen Chenyi looked at those two words, his head was getting big, but he still had to recite it by himself, he said repeatedly: "How about this, I will fulfill one of your wishes, just draw that and forget it, okay?"

Daju has made a decision: "Fat Ju has no wish, Fat Ju is very satisfied."

Daju has already decided: "Oh no, there is indeed... I hope you can post the official picture of today's promotional meeting. My hands are already hungry and thirsty. It's a small request from a Ju who can't go to the scene."

User92979: "OK, OK, I'll do it ASAP!!!"

Daju has already decided: "Okay, before that, I will draw Ba."

User92979: "..."

Wen Chenyi was a little dumbfounded.Although he really wanted to post the pictures as soon as possible, in fact the pictures are still in Fang Jing's hands, at least he will have to wait until after the celebration party to get them. By then, Orange will probably have even posted the pictures.

Xiang Ze turned his head and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Wen Chenyi smiled helplessly, opened the door and got out of the car, and walked towards the MASS with Xiang Ze.

There is always a habit of preparing for the holidays in China, especially in public places. Whether it is moon cakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival or Christmas trees and decorations for Christmas, they will become ubiquitous one month before the festival.This is especially true during the Spring Festival. A tall pot of Sijitangerines has been placed at the entrance of MASS. The golden fruits are sparsely hidden among the green leaves, and they are not yet fully ripe, trying to add a festive atmosphere to the store.

However, the Christmas decorations on the door of MASS have not been completely removed. Putting them together with the four season oranges, a combination of Chinese and Western, seems a bit nondescript.

Wen Chenyi followed behind Xiang Ze, but when he entered the store, the first song "Happy New Year" came to his face.

Wen Chenyi: "..."

Xiang Ze: "..."

Is it too early to post this now?

Abel walked up to them quickly and brought the two of them to the reserved booth.This deck is basically exclusive to Wen Chenyi and Xiang Ze. There are partitions around the seat, but like other tables, you can also see the stage. The two used to like to discuss performances and competitions in this seat. Or simply chatting, and later Luo Yan simply allocated this place to the two of them. Anyway, this seat is too remote, and guests basically don't like to sit here.

As soon as the two of them sat down, Abel's eyes turned between the two of them, and he said, "Yo, are you together?"

As expected of someone who came out of the same bar as Luo Yan, even the tone of voice was very similar.

Wen Chenyi and Xiang Ze glanced at each other, in unison, they remembered the last time they met at MASS, more emotion than embarrassment.

Wen Chenyi touched the tip of his nose, pointed to the speaker on the side, showed an expression full of unbearable expression, and said to Abel: "Don't talk about us, can this song be cut?"

Abel smiled and said: "You have to ask the boss, this is his random playlist."

Did someone really put "Happy New Year" in the playlist?Wen Chen thought to himself.

"A show?" Xiang Ze raised his chin slightly towards the empty stage.

The stage of MASS has been rebuilt and is twice as big as they were then, and the treatment is also very different.A drum kit was also added on the stage, and a Steinway grand piano was placed next to it—Wen Chenyi had never touched a piano of this level at that time.

"Yes, but it hasn't come yet, it should be soon, just bear with it."

"Look at your dignified bar, which plays the same song as the supermarket, are you sorry?"

Perhaps Abel also felt that what Wen Chenyi said made sense. Not long after he left, he cut the song—it was just a chorus of him and Xiang Ze.

Alright, it's better than having a whole house celebrating the New Year.Wen Chenyi pursed his lips, and Xiang Ze gently stroked the end of his hair with comfort.

They hadn't been sitting for long when there was the sound of hurried footsteps by the stage, mixed with deliberately muffled conversation.Four young men came out of the break room, one of them holding a bass.They walked onto the stage and skillfully tuned their instruments, and the music playing on the stereo gradually stopped.

The band's home team was a cute-looking girl. She stood in front of Limai, pursing her lips lightly, with a nervous look on her face.

"Were you so nervous before?" Xiang Ze asked.

"I'm nervous every time." Wen Chenyi propped his head and smiled, motioning to Xiang Ze to look at the bass player who started to play on the stage, "Hey, do you think his style is a bit similar to yours before?"

Xiang Ze frowned slightly: "It's different."

Wen Chenyi nodded: "Well... just listened carefully, indeed, I still like you better."

Xiang Ze moved closer to Wen Chenyi's side, took advantage of the darkness to quickly kiss his face, and said in a low voice, "If you want to hear it, I'll go back and practice."

Wen Chenyi's eyes lit up: "Okay."

The band's performance usually lasted until late at night. Wen Chenyi and Xiang Ze sat in their seats and listened, as if they had seen them in the young band.There were more and more wine bottles on the table, piled up in one corner, Wen Chenyi leaned on Xiang Ze's shoulder, and commented on the performance of the lead singer and the pianist just now in a drunken tone.

Before he could finish his sentence, the phone rang.Wen Chenyi took it out and took a look, it was all the photos that Fang Jing sent him, even the Weibo template was ready.

Wen Chenyi suddenly remembered Juzi's request, sat up straight quickly, stared at Weibo, and confirmed before posting that he was on a large size.

Unfortunately, he remembered to check the account, but forgot to check the picture.

Wen Chenyi yawned and sent the photo directly. When he posted his new Weibo, he immediately felt chills all over his body, sober that he couldn't wake up again.

He accidentally clicked on a repo picture that he had taken back then. The picture was all about Xiang Ze's surroundings, and on the backs of several postcards, his small ID was clearly written at the beginning.

He promptly deleted Weibo and posted a new one.However, it was useless. There were more than 1000 million fans on his large Weibo, and even a like could be discovered immediately, let alone a Weibo that survived for more than ten seconds.

Wen Chenyi hadn't thought about sending the wrong picture before today, and he could do it three times.Again and again, the third time, he finally made an oolong on the tuba.

Where did I find the courage to ask Xiang Ze today?Wen Chenyi wanted to cry but had no tears.He plunged into Xiang Ze's arms and muttered in a low voice, "It's over, it's over..."

He guessed that Fang Jing and Hua Hai's PR team might be going crazy with him now.

...and his fans.