zero experience

Things are forgotten.

Xiye heard the words, "Got it, brother leg, are you busy?"

"Come back and get something, Q is the TV station here."

Xiye nodded and didn't speak. He just took out his phone and sent Condi a text message, but he didn't get a reply, and 957 didn't argue with Xiye because he was in a hurry to deliver something to pentaQ.

Although the atmosphere of New Year's Day was not strong enough, Xiye was a little uncomfortable with the busy atmosphere. He hurriedly left the company and wandered around the street.

It’s been a long time since he’s had this feeling of taking a break from his busy schedule. The winter sun is just right, neither hot nor cold, so he buys some chestnuts and eats them while walking. Occasionally, he can hear the chorus of Chen Shengjun and Meng Cai playing in a certain storefront, After all, because of winning the prize, he was dragged out again to be exposed to the public. He shook his head, slowed down, and hummed a few lines from time to time until he could no longer hear the singing.

After several months of getting along, Xiye was very clear about Chen Shengjun's schedule, knowing that after completing a "big event", he would definitely go to sleep late because he relieved the pressure, so he didn't worry too much, and left a little When he was tired, he casually bought something to fill his stomach and went home, but when it was almost dinner time, Chen Shengjun still didn't get up.

At night, the living room was lit with warm orange lights, and Xiye was nestling on the sofa in the living room, with his feet curled up on the sofa, like a cute puppy squatting, eating chestnuts while waiting for the TV.

Until 7:30 in the evening, the New Year's Eve concerts of major TV stations began.

Going to a concert as Xi Ye is often less entertaining, and more about objectively exploring how well the singer's singing skills are and how well the actor is performing, and then worry about his own artists, for fear that something big or small will happen. broadcast accident.

Xiye will concentrate on waiting for Zero to appear. He is interacting with other guests as a special guest. He said that there is no technical content, but it is also the most unexpected. Most of those interactions only have an outline. Specific scripts can be practiced, which requires a strong adaptability.

Xiye was thinking about this issue in his mind, and Zero appeared right in front of his eyes. Xiye's right hand was still holding the chestnut and sticking it to his lips, neither letting it go nor eating it, obviously completely immersed in it.

Zero's interaction is actually an event for all the invited stars. The process is quite long, about 10 minutes or so. After Xiye watched it for a while, he realized that a person suddenly approached him, causing his head to go straight back in fright. Shrinking, even the chestnuts in his hands were loosened and rolled from his clothes to the sofa.

Chen Shengjun didn't feel disgusted at all, grabbed it and blew it, stuffed it into his mouth, and then sat next to Xiye.Chen Shengjun's obsession with cleanliness seemed to have no effect on Xiye, but the latter calmed down with some lingering fear, and then slapped him on the arm several times as if complaining.

Chen Shengjun has long been used to the other party's nonchalant slapstick, watching TV, he felt amazing and said, "Oh! Zero!"

Hearing this slightly excited sentence from the other party, he seemed to have poured cold water on Xiye. He slapped the other party's hand in the air for a while, then took it back.

He stuffed a chestnut into his mouth, and said vaguely, "You could have been in it."

Chinese New Year

It's not that Chen Shengjun didn't understand Xiye's meaning. Seeing his sudden cooling down, he pondered for a while and said, "This is better."

As he said that, he seemed to turn the matter over lightly, and reached out to eat chestnuts from Xiye's small bag, but Xiye turned around and moved away from his claws, and then said: "Many people are watching this .”

Chen Shengjun paused, "I know."

"I know, are you okay? And the commercial performance of the New Year's Eve concert can sign 4-5 times the previous money."

"Oh..." Chen Shengjun didn't care.

Seeing him like this, Xiye thought he really didn't understand the concept of the so-called 4-5 times. Like Chen Shengjun is currently in the hot stage, and the price of commercial performances on weekdays is 35. It is also completely possible to sign up to 100 million.

He did the calculations with Chen Shengjun so seriously, but the other party still seemed indifferent, glanced at Zero on the TV for a long while, and was about to grab Xiye's chestnuts, but the latter avoided him again.

Chen Shengjun finally realized that this guy was not giving him food on purpose, so he begged Xiye, "Chestnuts."

"No." Xiye pulled the bag far away, "It's almost gone."

"Didn't eat dinner." Chen Shengjun rubbed his stomach and said aggrievedly.

Xiye didn't come back empty-handed, so he pointed to the dining table in the distance, "here, have dinner there."

But Chen Shengjun was surprisingly persistent, "I want to eat this."

Xiye hesitated for a moment, looked at the chestnuts at the bottom, frowned, and fell silent for a while, then pulled off his wide sleeves and said aggrievedly, "It's almost gone."

Looking at him like this, Chen Shengjun felt as if a puddle of honey had melted in his heart. He was keen to see the other party show such an attitude towards him. He didn't particularly like chestnuts, but whenever Xiye asked him for something, Shi is always so soft and coquettish, and he himself is willing to play tricks, and they never get tired of trying each other, and they are extremely harmonious.

Chen Shengjun squinted his eyes and shook his head with a smile, pulled Xiye, and even hugged Xiye into his arms.

Xiye squatted between Chen Shengjun's spread legs, curled up uncomfortably, hugged her bent thighs, then turned her head and yelled angrily at the frightened guy behind, "What are you doing!"

Chen Shengjun rested his head on his shoulder, wrapped his hands around his waist and tightened it, and said calmly, "Watch TV."

Xiye was a little unnatural, but he didn't think about running away, and in order to divert his attention, he silently turned his gaze to the TV screen. Zero's program activities were coming to an end, and there was no problem here, but in the end It was Zero's solo performance time. Apart from showing his strength, it also made Xiye sweat a lot.

He bit his lower lip and tensed his body. Chen Shengjun noticed that he put the hands around his waist in concern, but Xiye didn't realize it. In just a minute and a half, everything went well, and Zero After leaving the camera, Xiye was relieved and leaned calmly on the human sofa behind him.

Chen Shengjun still had a lot of questions to ask, but with such a gesture, everything disappeared in smoke.

Xiye leaned on his chest, raised his chin slightly, and with his posture, he could only see Chen Shengjun's clear and clean side face, but he still felt quite sorry and murmured, "It would be nice if you were in there now."

After speaking, he looked away again, with a dull expression, "My pot."

"It's not your fault." Chen Shengjun retorted immediately. In fact, he had noticed Xiye's unwillingness many times since he came back from the countryside. Not a lot, but even as a temporary TV station mystery guest, I am confident that I can do well.

He no longer wanted to continue to be that Chen Shengjun who needed the protection of the other party behind him.

However, after many considerations, Xiye still rejected the invitations of all TV stations. You can't have both, Xiye has actually made Chen Shengjun's exposure perfect enough, even if it is not extreme.In the past, Chen Shengjun might not have understood it, but now, he believes in all the decisions made by the other party, but he still hopes that the other party can rely on him more, and don't like to be alone for everything.

Xiye, there is always such a person who works hard, but the result is a little unsatisfactory, so he attributes all problems to himself. Obviously, the good or bad of things is not just controlled by one person alone. Maybe he understands, but he never thinks like this. This little guy is really stupid.

Chen Shengjun sighed in his heart, stretched out his hands to rub Xiye's hair, and said, "I don't want those, it's best to celebrate the New Year with you."

Xiye choked when he heard the words, as if a small flame had sprung up from the base of his ear, it was so hot, he stretched out his hand to pinch his earlobe, and answered indistinctly.

It's true, as an artist, how can I have the opportunity to enjoy this kind of time at such a moment in the future, just like ordinary people, cuddling with each other, watching TV and complaining to each other, swiping Weibo and interacting with fans a few times Bo, appease their feelings that they can't see people on TV, and those familiar friends are making fun at the concert, familiar and a little strange, this kind of perspective is quite novel.

The clock is ticking away bit by bit, it seems to be the same as in the past, but when it enters the same 12 o'clock, it has already come to a brand new year.

"Happy newyear." Chen Shengjun lowered his head and whispered in Xiye's ear, before Xiye could respond, he turned his head slightly and kissed his cheek lightly.

Xiye stared wide-eyed, and instinctively stretched out her hand to cover the place Chen Shengjun touched just now, her mouth opened and closed for a while as if startled, and then whispered out the words, "...a grass mud horse."

This was the first sentence that his family's cutie said to him in the new year. In the same style as before, Chen Shengjun chuckled lightly, and responded dotingly, "Well, Xiye, I love you."

"Get out! Did you misinterpret something! The muddy horse! Go away!"

Mentally retarded voice

After New Year's Day, the itinerary of celebrities is as pitiful as if they were wiped out years ago. Except for a few days in early January, there are some sideshow commercial performances, and the rest of the time seems to be in the "off-season". Enter their "annual leave".

Chen Shengjun has no so-called "annual leave" at all, he still has the print magazine and