Mr. Zhou Doesn't Want to Work Hard Anymore!

But in the end, Lu Ji still lay down on Zhou Chenxi's lap.

"Fuzheng, you... pfft..." Just now, she was relieved, but this time it was Zhou Chenxi who burst out laughing.

Lu Ji: "..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhou Chenxi quickly apologized, "I didn't mean it, after all, Senior Sister is different from Mr. Lu, she is much slimmer... Ah no, Mr. Lu, I didn't mean you are fat, you have a good figure..."

Zhou Chenxi's description became darker and darker.

Lu Ji grasped the key word: "Sister?"

"That's right, the one who plays the floating kite is my senior sister, and the university was the school next door to me..." Zhou Chenxi said.

Now the school next door can also be called Senior Sister?

Lu Ji narrowed his eyes slightly.

Zhou Chenxi didn't notice Lu Ji's emotions, and continued: "The main reason is that she is wearing ancient costumes, and Mr. Lu, you are not a girl either."

"So?" Lu Ji said, "Because I'm not a girl, so I can't let you into the play?"

Zhou Chenxi was taken aback.

Lu Ji seemed to criticize the director during an audition, commenting: "A professional actor, no matter who his partner is, should be able to perform the prescribed plot well."

Zhou Chenxi pondered for a while.

Lu Ji was still thinking about whether he had said too much just now, but he heard Zhou Chenxi say: "Mr. Lu, you are right, let's do it again!"

Full of confidence, he pumped himself up enough to let Lu Ji lie down on his lap again, and murmured, "Fuzheng, are you alright?"

This time the situation is much better.

Lu Ji casually glanced at the script: "I have been hunted down by the fairy world for hundreds of years, and I thought I could escape this catastrophe by meeting you. Now that I think about it, I was naive."

Zhou Chenxi's eyes flickered, and she was about to play again, so she quickly pulled herself back: "You already know who I am?"

"You are Liuli under the seat of Xianjun."

According to the situation of the script, "Floating Kite" should spit out a mouthful of blood at this time, but Lu Ji obviously wouldn't do such an exaggerated action, he just recited his lines flatly from beginning to end: "Ahem..."

Zhou Chenxi: "..." She was coughing uncontrollably.

Zhou Chenxi stretched out a hand and touched his face: "Stop talking, I'll help you heal first."

A warm hand pressed the back of his hand, and it was Lu Ji: "It's too late, my demon pill was left to me by my mother, and now that my cultivation base is all gone, I'm afraid it's... ahem."

Zhou Chenxi began to think: "I failed to protect you."

With tears in his eyes, he felt that he could do it this time, and was about to continue talking when Lu Ji interrupted him: "No."

Zhou Chenxi wiped back her tears.

Lu Ji said coldly, "If you memorize your lines dryly like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass tomorrow."

Lu Ji switched to the evil gold master mode in a second, but his words were not rough, and Zhou Chenxi also realized that his performance just now was still unqualified.

He couldn't find a reason for himself that it was because Lu Ji didn't cooperate, and it was already very good that Lu Ji could help him in the play. After all, he was a domineering president and not a professional actor.

Just like he said, an actor who can really enter the play can perform the prescribed plot well regardless of whether the opponent is a person or a thing, and he can't blame others.

"It's like this to me. If you get nervous tomorrow, wouldn't it be more difficult to perform?" Lu Ji sat up.

Zhou Chenxi was even more depressed, and after finally relaxing, he suddenly became nervous again. If he had ears on his head, Lu Ji seriously doubted that those ears were drooping at this moment.

Lu Ji couldn't bear to speak harshly anymore, so he slowed down his tone and said, "Think about it again, what's your problem?"

"I have obviously adjusted my state," Zhou Chenxi said, "You were right just now, I want to give myself faith, but..."

"Have you never been in a relationship?" Lu Ji asked suddenly.

Zhou Chenxi was taken aback.

Senior sister also asked him this question before.

Zhou Chenxi remembered that he was really stuck at the beginning because he couldn't find what it was like to "like".

Lu Ji remained calm, and asked him again: "Have you ever liked anyone? You can recall the feeling at that time."

Zhou Chenxi shook his head, with a mournful face: "No, I'm so unlucky, who will fall in love with me?"

But you are cute.

Lu Ji added in his heart, and said, "Then there are always people you like, right?"

Zhou Chenxi fell into the old Youtiao Luji's trap: "No, Peony solo, it's a fake one!"

The corners of Lu Ji's mouth raised imperceptibly.

After a while, he said seriously, "That's difficult."

Zhou Chenxi turned to look at him.

Lu Ji spread his hands: "I can't help you without experience."

"Don't Mr. Lu like anyone?" Zhou Chenxi's thoughts drifted to other places.

Lu Ji paused: "It wasn't there before, but now it is."

Not before?

Zhou Chenxi ignored the second half of the sentence, and suddenly thought of Luo Xinghe.

Not before, does that mean that Lu Ji never liked Luo Xinghe?

Zhou Chenxi burst into joy.

So who does Lu Ji like now?

Zhou Chenxi was troubled again.

Previously, the director of "Carp" asked him to inquire about the relationship between Lu Ji and Shao Yunyi, but there seemed to be no results.

Shao Yunyi and Lu Ji knew each other before, which meant that Lu Ji's favorite successor was neither Luo Xinghe nor Shao Yunyi.Who could it be?

Zhou Chenxi was thinking about it when he heard Lu Ji say, "Why don't I help you find out how you feel?"

Zhou Chenxi looked at him blankly: "How to try?"

"Pretend that you like me," Lu Ji said, "It seems that's all there is to it. You don't want to waste everyone's time when you get up tomorrow, right?"

"How do you like it?" Zhou Chenxi was a little nervous for some reason.

"Let's develop a relationship first."

Lu Ji stood up, straightened one of his shirt sleeves, and rolled up the cuff: "No hurry, there is still time."

It's past eight o'clock in the evening, so it's really not a bother to stay for a while.

Lu Ji went around the room and found the only prop—he took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet.

This is red wine prepared by the hotel. Generally, the alcohol content is not high and it is not easy to get drunk.

"Remember today's emotions and feelings," Lu Ji said, "Bring it to the set tomorrow, and play it well. I believe you will satisfy the director."

Zhou Chenxi sat upright, "Okay."

Lu Ji smiled: "Don't be so nervous."

Zhou Chenxi's shoulders slumped instantly.

"Don't be so relaxed..." Lu Ji couldn't laugh or cry, "You wait."

He found a corkscrew.

The freshly brewed tea was wasted before it was eaten, and Lu Ji didn't feel sorry for it. He piled the tea set aside, took out a cup, and poured half a cup for Zhou Chenxi.

"Do you need to be bold?" Zhou Chenxi picked up the wine glass, shook it, and sniffed it again.

"No need," Lu Ji said, "take a sip first."

Zhou Chenxi took a sip obediently.

"Take another sip." Lu Ji bewitched him.

Zhou Chenxi took another sip.

"How does it feel?" Lu Ji asked tentatively.

Zhou Chenxi thought about it for a while: "Good wine?"

Lu Ji laughed: "You really..." It is impossible to expect him to enlighten himself.

Lu Ji stretched out his hand and took the wine glass in Zhou Chenxi's hand: "Do you feel a little drunk?"

Warm fingers slid across the back of Zhou Chenxi's hands, and Zhou Chenxi suddenly felt an electric current from his fingers to his heart, tickling him and making his pores stand up.

Zhou Chenxi touched the back of his neck and murmured, "I don't think I get drunk so easily, do I?"

His face was already red, and Lu Ji said, "Then have another bite?"

Zhou Chenxi waved his hand, recalling that when Lu Ji was lying on his lap just now, one hand was on the back of his hand. The palpitations were exactly the same as before. It was not uncomfortable, but a little itchy, and he even wanted to get closer to him. .

Lu Ji then took a sip of the wine in the glass in front of him.

Zhou Chenxi noticed that his lips were touching the rim of his glass, and the red wine swallowed down Luji's throat, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly. Zhou Chenxi kept staring at his neck, and couldn't help swallowing.

Lu Ji is really good-looking, he is not like anyone Zhou Chenxi has ever seen.

Perhaps because he has read too many novels like "Bad President", Zhou Chenxi has a stereotype of people in suits.

Dad wore a suit when he was a child, but he stopped wearing it later. He always wore a pair of beach shorts when he went out with his mother, and then his brother started to wear a suit.

But in Zhou Chenxi's impression when he was young, his brother was wearing a school uniform.

He used to have good grades in school and was always meticulous in school uniforms.When Zhou Chenxi was in junior high school, his elder brother was in high school, and the high school was next door to Zhou Chenxi's school.Once I heard that my brother was selected as the flag-raiser for the flag-raising ceremony at the school, so Zhou Chenxi secretly climbed over the high school wall and hid outside the playground to watch my brother pretend to be a wolf with a big tail under the flag-raising platform.

The elder brother delivered a speech under the national flag with a serious face. Zhou Chenxi heard many high school girls whispering that his elder brother was so handsome.

Later Zhou Chenxi learned to draw, and he drew his brother, father and mother.It was his first masterpiece, with composition and characters, a family of four including Zhou Chenxi, standing in a row on his drawing paper.Except for the smiling mother and the smirking him, the expressions of the brother and father are like this = "(=_=).

After appreciating Zhou Chenxi's masterpiece, the elder brother asked Zhou Chenxi dissatisfied why he painted him and his father like this, Zhou Chenxi shook his head and said, "You are always like this!"

This is how Zhou Chenxi stereotyped them when he first got to know the world.

As Zhou Chenxi's painting skills matured, he drew more people, but his brother's expression remained unchanged.

But that was not the case when he drew Lu Ji on the plane that day.

He even drew a profile face of Lu Ji later, sitting next to him on the plane, resting his chin lightly with one hand, casually staring at the laptop in front of him, the sun shining in from outside the plane, making Lu Ji's brows gentle.

His drooping eyelashes seemed to be filled with starlight.

This is Lu Ji in Zhou Chenxi's eyes.

He couldn't even bear to label Lu Ji like a brother.

Lu Ji is Lu Ji, whether it is inside or outside the painting, he is unique Lu Ji.

Zhou Chenxi's eyes were a little confused.

Lu Ji held Zhou Chenxi's face with one hand.

He hadn't thought of stopping there.

This little idiot, if sold by him, might help count the money. In this society, "people's hearts are sinister", he has to tell Zhou Chenxi that in the future, he can't be so unguarded to others except himself, but he saw Zhou Chenxi When he opened his eyes, he suddenly froze for a moment.

It's not that he doesn't defend against anyone, he just doesn't defend against Lu Ji. He looks at Lu Ji with trust in his eyes.

Lu Ji was touched by that kind of trust.

It turns out that the person he puts in his heart is also special in his heart.

Lu Ji couldn't help lowering his head slowly, and planted a kiss on Zhou Chenxi's lips.

The moment his lips touched, Zhou Chenxi moved uneasily.

"How does it feel?" Lu Ji asked him.

"Sweet," Zhou Chenxi said blankly, "wine is sweet."