There is a little monk at home

When Gu Jingchen returned to his apartment in City B, his manager Fan Chaoheng called.

As soon as the call was connected, a noisy voice came through the phone——

"Brother, are you back? I'll look for you when I'm back! Let me tell you, I found another delicious restaurant in City B during the two days you were away. Ah, hurry up and dress yourself up like a dog!"

Gu Jingchen flicked his bangs at the big mirror at the same height as a person on the wall at the entrance, and cursed: "Bah, you're such a dog! Brother, when am I not handsome anymore?"

Fan Chaoheng seemed to be driving, and the sound of cars coming and going around was transmitted to the phone intermittently.

"All right, brother Chen, you are the most handsome!" Fan Chaoheng said perfunctorily, "I'll be there in 10 minutes! Hurry up!"

Gu Jingchen hung up the phone, then scratched his hair in the mirror, turned his face slightly, raised the corners of his lips, showed an impeccable smile, and then blew a kiss to himself in the mirror: "Sure enough, I am the most handsome! "

Happily humming an unknown tune, Gu Jingchen dragged the suitcase into the living room.

Then went into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, the door of the apartment was opened, and a young man in a well-knit suit walked in familiarly.

"Brother? Brother Chen?" Fan Chaoheng called a few times, wandered around the living room a few times, but no one answered or came out.

He realized that that guy must have gone to take a shower.

What Gu Jingchen entered was the bathroom of his own bedroom, the soundproofing effect of the room was very good, when he came out wrapped in a bath towel, he found that the living room had changed.

Heavy metal rock blasted in the living room, a well-dressed beast leaned on the sofa, shaking his body to the music while playing with his mobile phone.

——Fortunately, the sound insulation of his house is good, otherwise, he might have been complained by neighbors many times.

He didn't sleep well last night. The intense music made his forehead hurt and his temples bulged. Gu Jingchen took a deep breath and walked over to turn off the stereo without saying a word.

The shocking sound disappeared, and the dog-like Fan Chaoheng took his eyes away from the phone, glanced at him, and was amused: "You have such a stinky face, tsk tsk tsk, you are obviously dissatisfied with your desires, bro—what's the matter, I'll give it to you!" How many girls do you want to introduce? Oh, don’t girls like you? Men also have them! Tell me what type you want, and I’ll find you, brother!”

Gu Jingchen's face became darker and darker, and he poked his sore spots mercilessly: "Why, Sister Xianxian ignored you and blocked you?"

Fan Chaoheng, who dresses like a dog every day, likes Zhang Xianxian.

Sure enough, Fan Chaoheng shut his mouth immediately, his expression darkened, and he was about to cry.But this person is Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten, and he regained his fighting spirit in just a moment: "My slender girl is a fairy, how can a fairy be able to conquer it immediately, God will naturally set countless tests for me."

Gu Jingchen sneered and ignored him.

He used to think that he was talkative enough in private, and sometimes he would talk to himself when no one was talking to him, but who knows that there are people outside the mountains, and only after he met Fan Chaoheng did he know what chatterbox is.

Fan Chaoheng is his manager, he is one year younger than him, and when he catches anyone who is older than him, he will call him "brother" familiarly.

When he first entered the entertainment circle, he signed with a well-known company in the circle - Hengguang.

Heng is Fan Chaoheng's Heng.

Fan Chaoheng is the eldest son of Hengguang Entertainment, a rich second generation who has no intention of being overwhelmed.

However, Fan Chaoheng is really an outlier. He doesn't want to be a good son of a rich family, but hides his identity and works as a broker in his father's company.

Until Gu Jingchen opened the studio half a year ago, Fan Chaoheng followed him unswervingly.

However, the studio is still under the name of Hengguang Entertainment.

The suitcase was opened, and Gu Jingchen beckoned to Fan Chaoheng: "Help me tidy up when you're free - all the ones here are worn, put them in the washing machine."

"Brother, I'm your manager, not your housekeeper." Having said that, Fan Chaoheng stood up, took off his suit jacket, and walked over.

Gu Jingchen walked back to the bathroom, picked up a dry towel, wiped his hair that was still dripping, and then pulled off the towel.

The heat in the bathroom has not dissipated, and it is still dense.

Opposite the sink is a mirror at the same height as a person.

Gu Jingchen admired his body from all angles of the hazy mirror, and went out to get dressed after he was satisfied.

Half an hour passed quietly by the time he came out after drying his hair and tidying up his appearance.

Fan Chaoheng didn't turn on the loud music anymore, he had already put on his suit jacket again, and was leaning against the bay window to play games.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he said without raising his head, "Brother, you are missing a piece of clothing."

Gu Jingchen was looking at his hairstyle on the big TV in the living room, he paused and said, "What?"

Fan Chaoheng: "Your pajamas when you were out, you are missing a top."

When Gu Jingchen was filming outside, his pajamas were usually a set of home clothes.

Gu Jingchen repeated: "Less?"

"That's right, it's missing!" Fan Chaoheng put away his phone, raised his head and winked at him, "Could it be that some little monk in the temple has a crush on you and stole your underwear for collection? Tsk tsk, my brother Chen's charm It’s really getting bigger and bigger, and even a monk with a pure heart can’t bear it.”

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Fan Chaoheng's joke made him unconsciously think of He Yu, the little monk.

And what he said inexplicably that day, and what happened to Sister Xia later...

Gu Jingchen's abnormal silence made Fan Chaoheng suspicious, he stretched out his finger and shook in front of Gu Jingchen: "No, brother, I really hit the mark? Is there really such a monk? Quickly, tell me honestly, who is who? "The tone was unusually excited and gossip.

Gu Jingchen waved his hand away, took off a pair of flat glasses with metal rims from the TV, put them on his face, and stared at the reflective black mirror of the TV for a while, feeling that he was so handsome, and then walked outside.

"Let's go, beast in clothes, treat me to dinner, brother."

City A, Shanghua Mountain, Shanghua Temple.

After the crew left, He Yu stayed for another day, then bid farewell to the host and fellow seniors, carried a backpack, and went down the mountain lightly.

He didn't bring much when he came, and when he left, he only had an extra piece of other people's clothes.

It's just that this other person is not someone else, but Gu Jingchen.

Gu Jingchen has become a household name since the fire last year.

When He Yu saw him for the first time, even though he was far away, he recognized him at a glance.

That was the first day He Yu decided to become a monk in Shanghua Temple.

After He Yu graduated from university, he joined a small company and resigned within a few months.After laying down at home for a while after resigning, He Yu became more and more tired of this world that was always green when he went out.

It happened that Shanghua Temple was recruiting monks on Weibo. He Yu thought about it and felt that Shanghua Temple was far away from the world of mortals and few people went there.

So the next day, He Yu left a letter to his mother and went up the mountain with a bag on his back.

He Yu originally estimated that by the time his mother read this letter after get off work, he would have had his head shaved and worshiped his master, and there would be no room for turning back—although the rigid conditions for recruiting monks are very strict now, and ordinary people cannot become monks, but why? Whether it is academic qualifications or anything else, I feel very consistent.

Unexpectedly, fate is not as good as people's calculations, He Yu's mother happened to go home at noon that day to pick up the test paper that she forgot to bring in the morning, and saw the letter in advance.

He Yu's mother's name is Zhao Lin, and she is a teacher in a middle school in City A. She is usually gentle, gentle, and virtuous, but a letter blows out a side that is deeply buried in her heart.

When Zhao Lin rushed to Shanghua Temple with great momentum, He Yu's hair had already been shaved in half.

"He Yu you little bastard! Don't let me stop!"

Zhao Lin had probably never spoken so angrily in her entire life. This sound came out, went straight through the house and through the crowd, and hit He Yu's ear like a shooting star.

He Yu was surprised and broke.

He Yutian was not afraid of the earth, but he was afraid that his mother would hang herself if she cried and made trouble.

Sure enough, after Zhao Lin yelled such a sentence, she ran up to He Yu like the wind, and started crying as she looked at He Yu's head, which had lost half of her hair.

"You son of a bitch, if you have any grievances, just tell mom, if you don't want to tell mom, just tell grandpa... Can't figure out what to do as a monk? Do you want your mom and me to be nuns too..."

He Yu's mother whimpered and babbled for a long time, so that there were no monks left around, and even the master who was shaved by He Yu groped his nose and withdrew.

He Yu helplessly patted his mother on the back to prevent her from choking on her saliva when she got excited.

In the end, Zhao Lin's voice gradually died down, and He Yu secretly let out a breath - finally finished speaking.

"...You swear to my old lady that you will never become a monk!"

He Yuben was for the sake of tranquility, and it didn't matter whether he became a monk or not, so he immediately made an oath.This oath soothed Zhao Lin's heart.

As if nothing had happened, Zhao Lin wiped away her tears, stood up, and said softly and kindly: "Okay, it's fine if you don't go out, then you can live wherever you like, and go back to see your grandpa when you have time." Grandma will do."

He Yu stood up with his mother, and when he looked up, he saw a person standing beside a big tree not far away.

In just a second, He Yu recognized it - Gu Jingchen.

Gu Jingchen didn't know how long he had stood there. The temple was small, and although it was not far away, his mother's voice was loud when she went crazy, and He Yu wasn't sure if the other party heard anything.

Zhao Lin turned her back to Gu Jingchen, and didn't see it. Seeing that her son was distracted, she stretched out her hand and pulled her son's face.

He Yu recovered from the pain, looked at his mother helplessly, and said, "I'll take you down the mountain."

When I looked over again, there was no one under the big tree.

At that time, he was so tormented by his mother that he didn't have time to think about it, but now He Yu recalled it, turned his head around, and pondered, what did Gu Jingchen come to Shanghua Temple at that time?