Hedgehog

The program was recorded until ten o'clock in the evening, and the lengthy script was finally recorded. A group of people were sweating profusely, folded their hands together at the end of the task, shouted a few slogans in a casual manner, and then dispersed.

I think I'm not the only one who returns to the room. The first thing I do is wash my hands.

My makeup artist and assistant are all cp fans of me and Lu Yan, especially the assistant, who was originally with Lin Xiaobai, but she abused her power and transferred to me. 27, she can keep up with the trend, There is a trumpet, who is now a big boss in the CP circle, and often releases some "inside information", which attracts many little girls to admire her very much.

My Weibo account has been useless for a long time. I used to be in the rock circle for a while, and I discussed things with people in the circle on it. I also built a group and posted a QR code on Weibo. It is for discussing guitar with people. Yes, there are only a dozen people inside. After the broadcast of x-League, more and more people joined the group, the buddy in charge of the review was frightened, and specially called me to tell me, so I retrieved my Weibo account and deleted the message.

Every time the program airs, they always change their ways to check the hot spots.For example, the "I want to eat peaches" is because I asked the photographer if I wanted to eat peaches when I was playing Han Yan. It was a sunny day. I took off my red hunting clothes and hung them on my elbows. My middle clothes were white and under the sun. The sun made my hair transparent, and my skin was as white as my clothes. Holding a peach, I smiled at the camera, which is what they call the pinnacle of beauty.There are also some memes with Lu Yan in the show, which are very boring.

I booked a flight tomorrow morning, and I have to transfer to Wuxi, so I should go to bed early.But I can’t touch my cell phone all day when I’m recording a show, so I usually can only send some text messages to Ji Rongfu at night. In fact, it’s better to make a phone call, but for someone like me who has no concentration, if he casually teases me, I’ll rush to the phone at [-] o’clock in the morning. Those who go downstairs to look for him will only scratch their hearts if they hear it or not see it.

He is also very busy, because he has just returned to China, and there are too many things to be familiar with. Looking at his clothes every time, he should often be taken out by his parents and introduced to others.

Su Ying occasionally recounted the "inside story" of the Jingzhong family in their small circle in front of me. I used to go in one ear and out the other, but now I always look for opportunities to change the topic.In fact, it is too easy to know, it seems that the whole world wants to tell me the identity of Ji Rongfu, even Ye Ning, who knows something from his concubine Xia Huaian, suddenly called me with a smile and asked me what I wanted I don't want to gossip about Ji Rongfu's childhood.

It is impossible to say that I am not curious, but Ji Rongfu's study is completely open to me, and many documents are placed directly on the table. At least I must be worthy of this trust.

I'll wait for him to tell me what I want to know.

But Ji Rongfu didn't reply to my message tonight.

I didn't want to call him, so I decided to go out to eat at midnight.

It's easy to be alone. I put on my windbreaker and jacket, put on a hat and earphones, and covered my face with a scarf. Only my eyes were exposed. I took an umbrella and swaggered out through the front door.The fans squatting outside probably thought I was a staff member.

It was too late, and the SV station also likes to save money. The garden I found was very remote, and there was nothing to eat nearby. It was raining lightly, and it was deserted. I walked alone on a street with winter jasmine flowers hanging on both sides. I found a small stall selling wontons, and it was quite miserable to think about it. I have already arrived in Suzhou, and I don’t eat noodles, dim sum, and wontons.However, my principle when I go out to find food is not to be empty, so I also ate a vegetable and meat wonton. It would be great if spring came. There are many kinds of wild vegetables here, such as Malan head, wolfberry sprouts, and shepherd's purse meat wonton. tasty.

I don’t remember who it was, but I seem to have said that eating wontons is not called eating, but drinking wontons, which is quite appropriate. It’s like eating wontons, not to mention that there is no chili oil on the stall.

On the way back, I listened to rock and roll all the way, and I couldn't help shaking my legs, shaking as I walked, and my shoes almost fell off.

In fact, I had a premonition when I approached the gate.

That car looks so familiar.

My heart beat wildly a few times, I took off the earphones, walked a few steps quickly, and slowed down when I walked in front of the car.

Ji Rong has a lot of auxiliary cars. Occasionally, he drives a car by himself, and it is always am. The phantom driven by the driver is usually okay, not too ostentatious.After all, he always goes home with 728.In fact, I guessed that his driver was driving this Phantom at Ye Ning's house that day. He was afraid of scaring me, so he let the driver run away in the car, and rubbed against my car by the way.

The place where the driver parked was not conspicuous, just in the backlight. The group of girls stayed there until early morning, only a few sporadic ones were left, holding umbrellas, and they were probably discussing going back to the hotel together. It looked like Lu Yan's family, organized and organized discipline.

I walked over to the car as unobtrusively as possible and knocked on the window.

The driver rolled down the window.

"Mr. Lin."

"What about him?" I saw Ji Rongfu who was sleeping in the back seat: "How long have you been waiting?"

"About half an hour."

"Have you booked the hotel yet?"

"Mister has a garden here."

"Well, let's go directly. Send him there first, and you will send me over to pack my luggage later."

As soon as I got in the car, Ji Rongfu woke up.

The first time I saw him just waking up, I thought it was quite funny, but unfortunately he woke up soon, but his expression was still a little tired, and he sat up, covered with a nice blanket and wearing a dress shirt , the tie was torn loose, and the voice greeted me lazily: "Hi."

I took off all the equipment on my body, threw the windbreaker, scarf and hat all over the floor, and rushed to press him: "Mr. Ji, how long have you been up?"

He lowered his eyelashes and thought for a moment.

"42 hours."

That is, I haven't slept since I left.

"Is there an important job?" I really like Ji Rongfu who is a little dull now, and I reached out to touch his face.

"No." He turned his face and kissed my fingertips, and his amber eyes were lazy and squinted, but they were also very beautiful: "I just think that when you are not around, I don't work, I use it to sleep, it's a bit uncomfortable." Good deal."

Terrible.

It's so blunt that love words don't even count, but my heart still melts in an instant.

"Then go to sleep now." I touched his hair, the touch between my fingers was like silk, he was like a big sleepy cat, he closed his eyes again with my hand, and left me a place.

Actually, I was sleepy too, but I was different from him.I hope that I am awake every minute when I am with him, and I wish I could not sleep for a second.Hormones are really scary, everyone is mortal, no matter how good-looking he is, he is just flesh and blood on the surface, but I often stare at him like this, as if in a daze, and it takes a long time to look at him.

When I woke up, it was already daylight.

It turned out to be a sunny day. In fact, the lighting in the ancient courtyard is very clever. The bedroom can be illuminated by natural light alone, but the concealment is also very good. You can only vaguely see the autumn hibiscus outside through the flower window.The sky was clear, and the wind blew the bamboo curtain at the door shaking all the time. I don't know what time it is, and I don't want to know.Stretching, he turned to look at Ji Rongfu beside him.

He was still sleeping, probably really tired, his eyelashes covered his eye sockets, I stroked his eyelashes lightly with my fingers, seeing that he seemed to be waking up, I stopped moving.I have always suffered from insomnia, and after waking up, I can't fall asleep again.Just get up and visit this garden. The layout is very good with blue bricks, black tiles and white walls. There is a small lake with running water. Taihu Lake stone rockery is used to create the effect of overlapping mountains. Peach blossoms are planted on the shore, and the petals fall on the water in spring. It must look good when it flows out.But this season there are only bluegrass all over the ground.

It was still raining yesterday, but today it was sunny and the sun was shining brightly. I thought I woke up, but when I was exposed to the sun, I was stunned, my movements were slow, and my head was stiff. After staring blankly for a while, he realized that his reflection was like a quail.

This garden should also belong to Ji Rongze, except for him, no one can do such a thing. I thought this kind of garden is generally considered public, so you can buy it and live in it yourself.

In this way, sitting in a wheelchair is also good for self-cultivation, reading more books, and not being impetuous. At least I have never seen him so close to the ancient literati.

It would be even better if he had a better temper. He is not like those heroic poets in the Tang Dynasty, like Yuan Mei who hides and writes poems about Suiyuan yy A Dream of Red Mansions. The Grand View Garden is his own Suiyuan.

I walked around and found that the garden is well designed. The Jiangnan courtyard is beautiful, but it cannot accommodate modern facilities. Ji Rongze has done a good job in this. The outside is full of original plain walls, carved doors and windows. In fact, once the door is closed, The interior is full of modern furniture, and the kitchen is particularly good. It is located in the side room. It is a clean and refreshing American-style central kitchen. There is an oven and a water bath inside. The knives are a full set of wmf Damascus steel. They are placed in the kitchen like this. The money is really good, I can't even afford a ten-day knife.Seeing such a good knife made my hands itchy, so I dug out a radish from the refrigerator and cut it into seven or eight pieces with a chef's knife.

When he went back, Ji Rongfu was already awake.

To be precise, I should be the one who woke me up, but I didn't wake up at all, and lazily stroked my hair: "Where did you go?"

"I went outside for a walk." He got up to wash up, and I followed behind, asking him, "Is this garden owned by Ji Rongze?"

"It turned out to be his, and he exchanged it with me for something." Ji Rongfu started to shave, half of his face buried in the foam, and found me staring at him in the mirror, with a smile in his amber eyes.

"Change what?"

I suspect that he made a loss. A person like Ji Rongfu who has just returned to China is not sure about the price of this kind of garden, and Ji Rongze is too shrewd to suffer a loss at all.

"A building." He saw my eyes widen, and his smile became wider: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

Ji Rongfu laughed, wiped his face, leaned over, and took a closer look at me. The smell of aftershave was very refreshing. Against the light, his eyes were crooked and hidden in the shadows.

"Then why are you unhappy?"

"Because I'm jealous that you have a beard to shave every day." I rambling.

He laughed, propped his arms against the wall, and leaned over to kiss me.Just after rinsing my mouth, my lips and tongue were cold, but my whole body became hot from being kissed. Fortunately, I still remembered the business. When he moved away a little bit, I immediately asked him: "Want to eat noodles?"

"What?" He was a little confused.

When Ji Rongfu was in a daze, he had a contrasting sense of beauty, as if a dangerous snow leopard suddenly showed a cat expression, which made people want to rub his hair.My bad taste suddenly came to life, and I couldn't help but smile with the corners of my lips curled up: "Are you hungry? I'll feed you next time."

Facts have proved that people should not commit suicide easily.

I used to be obsessed with Chinese elements for a while, and I also devoted myself to the study of opera. Yun Chen, the young successor of the Yun School, who sings Xiaosheng, has been improving opera in the past two years, and gradually came together with dancers, so I have less contact. .He was about the same age as me, and we hit it off very well. We drank tea together on the street and watched beautiful women bragging. His family of operas has stricter rules than ours. You can’t touch alcohol and tobacco, and you can’t eat half an hour before going on stage. Drinking water, afraid of swollen throat, and mysteriously told me to abstain from sexual intercourse, especially when there are dramas, dancing is even stricter, before going on stage, you must not indulge in sex, especially not to vent, otherwise you will be weak and timid on stage .

I am at the stage where my feet are soft now. Fortunately, I am making breakfast and cooking noodles. I saw thin noodles in the refrigerator, but unfortunately there is no broth. Just make scallion noodles, which is simple.

I don’t know anything else, chicken thieves are born, and they are the best at making use of their strengths and avoiding their weaknesses. Although I can also cook pasta, cooking Western food for Ji Rongfu is tantamount to courting death. It’s better to fool with Chinese food.

The scallion oil had to be sautéed slowly over low heat, and the kitchen was full of aromas. Although Ji Rongfu couldn't cook it himself, he didn't want to be the shopkeeper, so he humbly asked, "Which cuisine is this noodle from?"

"Shanghai style." I was bored cooking scallion oil, and such a good set of knives is a bit overkill just for cutting onions, so I rummaged in the refrigerator: "Do you eat avocado? I can only make it with cornflakes The kind you eat as a snack.”

"Le?" He also knew that I couldn't speak English with him, so he smiled and said, "Okay."

In fact, many dishes in Western food, especially appetizers, are much simpler than Chinese food.Like this guacamole, no need to fire at all.At first, I followed the original recipe. First, I used green pepper, white onion and tomato sauce to make salsa sauce, and then mixed it with avocado pulp. Later, I thought it was difficult to wait for the salsa sauce, so I reduced the tomato and added lime juice. The avocado oxidized quickly, so I mixed it now eat.

Damascus steel is sharp, and the forged pattern is also beautiful. I couldn’t stop at all. I cut four or five avocados in a row and made a large portion. Two people each have a spoon. Fortunately, the kitchen layout is a Nakajima kitchen, and the counter is extended. Create a meal preparation area that can be used as a dining table, and there is still room to sit.

Ji Rongfu was also quite touched: "It's like eating sushi."

Indeed, a decent sushi restaurant is like this, sitting opposite the chef, the chef pinches the rice while the customer eats it, and the rice is still warm.

"In fact, there is a place in Shanghai where you can eat authentic scallion oil noodles. It is a small shop of a master chef, but I have already learned it." I took a spoon and explained to Ji Rongfu: "Authentic scallion oil noodles need to be added with a little sugar. It can enhance the freshness. Now there is a way to chop the green onion, spread it on the noodles, and pour the hot oil on it. "

It is estimated that Ji Rongfu hadn't been in the kitchen very much in his life, but he still listened very carefully, with a light in his amber eyes.I don't know if it's the hormones or the evil spirits, but as long as he looks at me so intently, my heart will move around and I can't help but want to be a demon.It's a pity that I just made food in my hand, and it smells, so I can't touch him twice, and I know that the consequences of making a joke like "I'll eat it next" will be disastrous, so I can only endure it, bow my head and munch on the avocado.

Fortunately, the scallion noodles still received a very high evaluation from him, and everyone had their own jobs after eating.

As the saying goes, full of warmth and lust, but I have a wicked heart but no courage. There was a period of skin hunger and thirst at the beginning of the relationship. He was sitting and reading documents in a shirt, and I couldn't help but go over and touch him twice.Because my heart was restless and my mind was dark, I couldn't concentrate and couldn't do the right thing, and I didn't let him have a good time.

Ji Rongfu has a really good temper. I touched him frequently enough to be harassing. He still put down the file and responded gently every time. In the end, he simply let me lie on his lap and stroke my hair like a cat.

I took out my phone to play games, I was too lazy to move, I haven’t done finger exercises for three days, but the guitar is not with me, so I can only play Ji Rongfu and climb the checks on the buttons of his shirt.

Thinking of the guitar, I finally got down to business.

"My luggage is still in the hotel." I was so sleepy last night, I forgot to go back with the driver to get it.

Ji Rongfu pressed his palm on my head and stroked my hair soothingly.

"I asked the driver to get it."

So I’m still used to it. I used to know exactly where I put the earphone cover in my bag, not to mention forgetting my luggage.But since it's easier now, I just climbed along and asked him, "I've lost a box of guitar picks, do you know where they are?"

Ji Rongfu smiled kindly.

"I'll ask Assistant Yang to pay attention. You should find out when you move."

I was keenly aware of the point.

"Moving? Where are you going?"

In fact, it doesn’t matter where you move, just like buying beef. There are dozens of beef of the same grade, and hundreds of beef are of the same grade. Each is delicious.

I have also read the materials that Yang Yue brought, and there is one I like very much, but I just read it and didn't say anything. If Yang Yue can see it, I have nothing to say.

"Move to near Yuyuantan."

I know which set it is.

The good news is that I will never meet anyone I know there. The bad news is that Ji's family should live very close. After all, there are only a few good locations, at least very close to Ji Rongze.

"Does your family live close?" I always cut to the chase.

Ji Rongfu smiled.

"Don't worry, it's not close at all."

That's good, his family may not know about him and me, otherwise it wouldn't be so peaceful.In my impression, they only have two brothers, Ji Rongze is so idle, his whole body is depressed.But he was too busy, so he should be the heir recognized by the Ji family.

No matter how I look at it, I seem to be committing suicide.

However, I probably have been following the rules for too long recently, and I tend to rebound a bit, and I often can't help playing with fire.In fact, it is very simple to save my life, but without Ji Rongfu, it seems meaningless for me to live to the age of 80 in peace.

Ji Rongfu probably doesn't know that I have such a backbone, and he still pets me like a cat.I lay lazily for a while, then fell asleep again, and it was already noon when I woke up.

The Songhe Tower for lunch and the Deyue Tower I ate last time, the level has dropped a lot. I didn't expect the Songhe Tower to be the same.In fact, when I came to Suzhou by myself, I found it very interesting. There are delicious food everywhere. I went through all kinds of remote alleys, ate noodles and snacks, and a day passed.But as soon as Ji Rongfu came, he felt as if he had nothing good to offer him, as if the whole city had been eclipsed.

It started to rain again in the afternoon, the luggage has been brought back, and we will fly back together at night.When the driver saw me, he hesitated: "There is Mr. Lu..."

"Lu Yan?" I don't like the mysterious way of speaking of these people around them. It's not like Ji Rongfu who just returned to China and pretends not to know Lu Yan. Anyone in China who has a TV at home basically knows who he is.

"It's Mr. Lu Yan." The driver remained stubborn: "He asked me to remind you to answer the phone."

Only then did I think of looking for my mobile phone. After looking around, it turned out to be in the luggage.Three missed calls, starting from the morning, each with an interval of two hours, meticulous, is Lu Yan's style.

Lu Yan should be on the plane at this point, and he will go to SV to record a program the day after tomorrow. He is rushing back to Beijing today, and he probably wants to wait for me to go with him.It should be that guy Su Ying who booked tickets for us together.I sent a text message to Lu Yan to explain and started to pack my luggage.

When Ji Rongfu concentrates on his work, he has a special sense of beauty, because the efficiency is extremely high. There is nothing in the garden here, only the silver notebook he brought, which is as thin as a blade, and the assistant is not there. Instructing others to negotiate on the phone, I raised my head to look at me in the midst of my busy schedule, and smiled at me.

I was bored, so I ran to sit under the corridor, the huge garden was empty, so quiet that I could count the fallen leaves.I took out the guitar and played it against the pillar, feeling like a homeless singer singing under the flyover.I had no inspiration to write a song, and I was too lazy to sing. After playing for a while, I finally thought of something to do, and started recording songs and uploading them to my account.

There was a period of time, about the few years before I met Fu Yong after I came out of Huatian.I haven't written a good song for a long time. Some songs are so-so. It's a pity to throw them away, so I uploaded them to an original website.Those who engage in creation need audiences more or less, and I can't be exempt.Probably because of the relationship on the Internet, the audience standard has dropped a lot, and I have a lot of fans, who follow me and call me "Great God".Sometimes when I write songs, I will log on to my own account to find confidence when I doubt myself.

In fact, the power of the Internet seems to be great, and the works are mixed, whether it is online dramas or videos, especially the so-called ancient songs, 90.00% of them are rubbish. The lyrics are even more embarrassing when they are in a local opera. They are filled with words like Peach Blossom, Huafa, Lovesickness, Tianya, Broken Heart, and Under the Window... Randomly piled up rhetoric, inconsistent, and I don’t want to rhyme. The level even stood up inside.

Because I wrote lyrics and composed music myself, the only person who knew I was doing this kind of thing was Yuan Rui. I went to see him on the grassland a few years ago, and I was disconnected from the Internet, so I could only show him the songs on my phone, and I accidentally played a song. The "Ancient Style" written by myself, Yuan Rui's face was not very good at the time, two days later, after drinking, he chatted with me earnestly, to the effect that he told me not to take shortcuts and polish my Works, the so-called Chinese style is immature, false prosperity, good and bad, I write this style rashly, it will easily lead to a decline in my own standards.Probably because I was afraid that my self-esteem would be frustrated, I said it very cryptically.He and I are quite interesting, we know each other well enough to wear a pair of trousers, but we don't say a lot of things.I was always worried that he would be crazy, but he was worried that I would be vulgar.

I pointed my mobile phone at a tree, recorded two songs that were not easy to sell, and played them. Now my mood is much more peaceful.Thinking about how amazing it was to be able to survive that time, the trough in life, being denied by the most trusted person, the whole person began to doubt himself, if one time the wine went bad, it would probably be gone.Thinking about it this way, Ji Rongfu should invite Su Ying to dinner another day, otherwise he might not be able to meet me.

As soon as I finished recording the song, I got touched on the head.

"Are you finished?" I turned to Ji Rongfu.

"Soon." He was like coaxing a child: "When I get back to Beijing, I will take you out to play tomorrow on vacation."

"playing what?"

"You'll know then."