After becoming popular, I was with the scumbag president

Qi Sizhan froze, his pupils dilated, and his eyes froze for a moment.

Yu Xiangbei took advantage of the second of his sluggishness, stood up abruptly, and took a few steps back.

It's okay, I can't beat him at last.

He had seen Qi Sizhan beat someone up, and he was desperate. Yu Xiangbei was afraid that he would beat him, so he stepped aside first.

Qi Sizhan finally came back to his senses, he first looked at Yu Xiangbei's hand touching him, his eyes were turbulent.

After a while, he shifted his gaze to Yu Xiangbei's face.

The other party was very guilty at the moment, with erratic eyes.

Qi Sizhan pursed his lips, he didn't know what to say, his ears were completely red, if he opened his mouth, he might stutter...

So, he still had a straight face, but stared at him with a pair of eyes.

As if to... eat him.

Yu Xiangbei shrinks his neck, it's over, it's over, he touched the tiger's butt, Qi Sizhan is going to kill him!

"Qi Zongzhan...how about hitting lightly..." Yu Xiangbei leaned against the mirror with a guilty and fearful expression on his face.

When his words fell to the ground, Qi Sizhan raised his foot and walked towards him slowly.

Yu Xiangbei was even more frightened, and shrank into a ball, but unfortunately there was a mirror wall behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

he came!

It's over! It's over!

He raised his hand! !

The moment Yu Xiangbei raised his hand, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Qi Sizhan raised his hand, but his movement was very light, obviously not a prelude to beating someone.

He looked at Yu Xiangbei who was obediently closing his eyes in front of him, feeling a little sour and sweet at the same time.

He is still the same, lawless and rampant.

Always doing some "crossing" behaviors, making things that he suppressed originally ready to move.

But he didn't dare to release the suppressed thing. He released it once four years ago, and as a result...Qi Sizhan no longer wanted to recall it.

Qi Sizhan thought, he should be angry.

But his heart was bubbling with sweetness. Every time Yu Xiangbei "crossed the boundary" behavior, it was the sweetness that he wanted to hide quietly.

Qi Sizhan really wanted to hug him into his arms, but his outstretched hand just gently rubbed his messy hair.

Male artists all look good with their hair, but that's when it comes to styling.

His hair looked a little long when he wasn't styling it, and Yu Xiangbei had just finished exercising, so it was messy.

It feels... nice in the hand.

The corners of Qi Sizhan's mouth raised slightly, his eyes were gentle.

Huh?

Didn't beat yourself up?

Yu Xiangbei twitched his eyebrows, and felt that Qi Sizhan's hand was only rubbing his head, and it didn't hurt at all!

He slowly opened the deer eyes, but Qi Sizhan withdrew his hand and turned around.

Yu Xiangbei only saw his back and walked out of the room slowly.

He didn't beat him, and he didn't discipline him.

Yu Xiangbei raised his hand, and gently placed it on his head where Qi Sizhan had rubbed it just now.

Somewhat stunned.

He seems to be the same starting point, whether it was four years ago or four years later, he indulged himself extraordinarily, even if he pissed him off, he would turn his anger into helplessness in the end.

Four years ago, he was somewhat autistic and spoke very little to others, but after they got acquainted with him, he talked a lot to him.

When he met Qi Sizhan with Director Xu three months ago, Yu Xiangbei thought he was much more cheerful. After all, there were so many people at that time.

On the contrary, I met him... I didn't talk a lot.

Yu Xiangbei originally thought he had changed, but just now, he seemed to see that starting station that he could never forget again.

For some reason, Yu Xiangbei's cheeks felt hot.

He quickly withdrew his hand and turned his head. Sure enough, in the mirror, he saw peach blossom powder on his cheeks.

He blinked and patted his cheek suddenly——

Yu Xiangbei!What are you thinking!

Blush ass!

You are a man!

For some reason, the atmosphere between the two became strange.

Yu Xiangbei didn't dare to look at Qi Sizhan, and the other party also lowered his head, not looking at him.

They bowed their heads and ate the porridge and side dishes in front of them.

It's just that my mind is a little far away...

While eating, Yu Xiangbei thought, why is Qi Sizhan eating the same food as him now at night?

Do you also want to be lighter?

He is at home all day today. Is the company not busy?

Then... will he go to work tomorrow?

Halfway through eating a bowl of porridge, Yu Xiangbei raised his head and peeked at Qi Sizhan.

The other party was also eating with his head down, without looking up.

He is really handsome.

Their two titles of school grass did not come for nothing.

Yu Xiangbei is considered to be very good-looking among the niche students in the circle, and Qi Sizhan is not far behind many male artists.

It's just that he is so cold that people rarely look at his facial features carefully.

Sword eyebrows and eagle eyes, full of masculinity.

look at...

Yu Xiangbei was a little envious.

He himself is the delicate-looking type, and now he is being coerced by Guan Yan to get closer to "Brother Immortal", manliness...

Like his leg hair, it needs to be cleaned up as soon as it comes out!

How could a handsome guy like Qi Sizhan not make him envious?

He was distracted, Qi Sizhan looked up, Yu Xiangbei hurriedly lowered his head, avoiding his sight, and pretended to be serious about eating.

After 3 minutes, I looked up again and took a peek.

When Qi Sizhan looked up, he looked away again.

After another 5 minutes, Yu Xiangbei raised his head again——

His gaze met Qi Sizhan's eagle eyes.

The other party... has sharp eyes.

Yu Xiangbei's breath stopped, and Qi Sizhan stared at him closely.

The moment Qi Sizhan was about to open his mouth, Yu Xiangbei stood up: "I'm full! Going to do yoga!"

After speaking, he ran away.

Qi Sizhan was slightly stunned, listening to Yu Xiangbei's voice going upstairs, and looked at the empty place.

After a while, he showed a shallow smile.

No strenuous exercise after dinner, but I did some stretching and sweated a lot.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Xiangbei went downstairs while answering the phone.

"Brother Guan, when are you coming?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was suddenly awkward, and he coughed: "Well... I will take you there when you join the group."

Yu Xiangbei's voice was surprised: "Has Mr. Mo been active recently?"

For a celebrity like Mo Yifei, he doesn't participate in variety shows or other activities. If he wants to film a movie, it means that there is a big drama to start shooting.

"No... just... ahem." Guan Yan said in a strange voice, "Let's not talk about that, let's talk about the script."

"Oh..." Yu Xiangbei walked to the coffee table and picked up the script.

Guan Yan's voice was serious: "Mr. Mo and I both like this script very much. If you are willing to shoot, I will sign a contract with the crew."

"Don't you need to audition?" Yu Xiangbei's voice was surprised.

Guan Yan has a deep meaning: "After you finish reading the script, I will tell you something."

Yu Xiangbei: "..."

Every time Guan Yan said this, he felt his heart tighten.

"Yanyan..." There was a faint voice on the other end of the phone.

Yu Xiangbei was stunned for a moment, before he could ask any questions, Guan Yan said: "Hang up first, you should read the script carefully!"

He had just finished speaking, and there was only a "beep beep" on the phone.

Words?

Are you calling Guanyan?

Is Teacher Mo Yifei calling Guan Yan? ?

Yu Xiangbei was a little silent, and after a while, he said: "The relationship between them is really good."

At least he didn't dare to call his manager... Yanyan.

Words?

Yu Xiangbei shivered. If he yelled, Guan Yan would kill him, and he would have goose bumps all over his body.

The relationship between Mo Yifei and Guan Yan is really good.

He put down his phone and looked at the script in his hand.

"The name is interesting..." Yu Xiangbei sighed.

The name of this play is "One Sword Sealing Borderlands". The name looks like a serious play, and it also has a lot of meaning.

He was going to look at it casually, and then take a serious look after taking a shower.

But after turning two pages, Yu Xiangbei's eyes became serious.

After turning two more pages, he sat down on the sofa.

One page, another page, just read it on the sofa.

After taking a shower, Qi Sizhan changed into pajamas and went downstairs. He thought that Yu Xiangbei was exercising on the third floor, but he didn't expect him to be sitting on the sofa, looking at something carefully.

He was a little surprised and walked down slowly.

Yu Xiangbei's feet were also placed on the sofa, his head rested on the sofa, and the script rested on his knees. While flipping through the pages, his shoulders twitched.

——This scene is somewhat familiar.

The last time he squatted under the street lamp, Qi Sizhan thought he was crying, but the other party was watching a comedy.

Infuriating.

Qi Sizhan thought Yu Xiangbei was smiling, but when he got closer, he realized that he was wiping his eyes.

"...Xiaobei?" Qi Sizhan's voice was very soft.

Yu Xiangbei looked up at him, with tears in his eyes, looking pitiful.

Qi Sizhan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Yu Xiangbei wiped away his tears and sniffed: "It's beautiful, this script is very good."

Qi Sizhan breathed a sigh of relief, this kid can make himself cry even after reading a script...

He looked helpless, but when Yu Xiangbei blinked, another tear welled up, and his eyes were red.

Qi Sizhan couldn't hold back, and reached out to wipe away his tears.

After this action was made, the two of them froze at the same time.

Yu Xiangbei stopped crying, and looked at Qi Sizhan stupidly, his eyes were a little dull.

Qi Sizhan felt the hot and humid temperature in his hand, which was about to scald his whole body, as if being roasted by fire.

"you……"

"I……"

The two spoke together, and fell silent again.

Qi Sizhan pursed his lips and looked away: "I'm afraid you'll dirty the sofa."

Yu Xiangbei looked at the sofa where he accidentally dripped tears, and subconsciously asked, "How much?"

"180."

Yu Xiangbei: "..."? ?

What the hell? ? ?

He jumped up suddenly, feeling that the sofa was a bit hot.

Qi Sizhan looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand how he stood up.

Yu Xiangbei looked at the sofa. He thought the sofa was quite comfortable. The combination of wood and leather made the wood look cheap and the leather was comfortable.

But I didn't expect it to be so expensive! !

Even when Father Yu was still around, their family never had such extravagance.

The key is! !

He usually jumps and jumps on it, but accidentally scratched it a few days ago.

Qi Sizhan didn't care at all, so he didn't think the sofa was quite valuable.

Yu Xiangbei couldn't hold back, and complained, "You prodigal son!"

After speaking, he froze.

Qi Sizhan: "..."

Yu Xiangbei covered his face: "I'm just joking..."

After speaking, he ran away again.

Qi Sizhan was still bewildered.

Yu Xiangbei went back to the room, closed the door, and patted himself with his back against the door.

Qi Si Zhan is not the starting station now!

He is President Qi of Dingshi! !

Even if you buy it and throw it away, he can afford it!

What are you worrying about? !

He let out a long breath, looked at the script in his hand, and called Guan Yan——

"Brother Guan, I've accepted the script."

Guan Yan said with a smile in his voice, "That's great!"

He paused, and then said: "Then I have one more thing to tell you, their drama hasn't attracted investment yet."

Yu Xiangbei: "..."? ? ?

"So, I'll leave it to you to convince Mr. Qi to invest." After finishing speaking, Guan Yan hung up the phone.

Yu Xiangbei: "..."? ? ?

Depend on!

He just scolded Qi Sizhan for being a loser!

How to find his prodigal now? !