The actor is always coveting me

Shen Ji really felt a huge shock.

Fu Zaitong actually bought him breakfast!

According to Luo Yang's description of him, this man is a murderer without blinking an eye, eats people without putting salt, like an uncle, black face is black face, and no one will give face.

Such a person actually ran to buy him breakfast!

...A really nice girl.

His throat was astringent, his lips moved, and he asked cautiously: "Senior Fu, don't you want to eat now?"

Fu Zaitong came over to take a look, and asked without answering: "Do I look old?"

"...You are full of youth and vitality."

"Then take it easy," Fu Zaitong calmly said, "One bite at a time, I thought I was getting old."

The corner of Shen Ji's mouth twitched.

"Eat," Fu Zaitong did things casually, and didn't want to explain at first, but seeing Shen Ji hesitating like holding a bomb, he opened his mouth again, "Otherwise I'll faint later, and I won't carry you down the mountain."

Shen Ji was slightly taken aback, and a deeper level of complexity welled up in his heart.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zaitong noticed this.

However, although.

When everyone was hungry and stared at by several pairs of eyes, Shen Ji still couldn't speak.

After thinking for a while, he took out a bun and wanted to pass it to Xi Tongwei, the only lady on this trip.

The river in the distance was covered with morning mist, Fu Zaitong was looking there, but the back of his head seemed to have eyes, and he turned his head abruptly, with a threatening smile in his dark eyes, revealing an unpleasant message - dare to give me what I gave you Give something to others?

Xi Tongwei also received the murderous look in his eyes, and immediately moved three feet away from Shen Ji.

Shen Ji: "..."

The buns are big and soft, with plenty of fillings, such as tofu stuffing, with minced lean meat and green onions inside, fried with chili to make red oil, fragrant and delicious.

As soon as Shen Ji opened it, the fragrance spread along the wind.

Tang Ye said softly, "I'm hungry."

Xi Tong Wei: "I also want to eat buns."

"Brother Fu," Xiang Chuan stared at Shen Ji with complicated eyes, and concluded, "You are so unfair."

"You want to eat too?" Fu Zaitong raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, looking easy to talk, "Why didn't you just say that?"

The three of them were moved when they heard it: "We..."

"I can show you the way." Fu Zaitong was full of concern for the younger generation's gentleness, "It's still too late to turn around now."

Tang Ye: "Thank you, I'm suddenly not hungry anymore."

Shen Ji ate the buns slowly, drank a few mouthfuls of fragrant soy milk, and leaned over: "Thank you, Senior Fu."

Fu Zaitong saw his curled hair fluttering in the morning breeze, stretched out his hand to press it, and said casually, "It's okay, I bought it with your funds."

"..."

Shen Ji thought with a paralyzed face, are you still a human being?

The basic funds of the two add up to a total of 300 yuan. Last night, they lived in a standard room, which cost 240 yuan, and each had 30 yuan left.

Considering that he still has to go shopping, Shen Ji took the initiative to hand over his funds to Fu Zaitong this morning.

Tang Ye patted Shen Ji's shoulder with sympathy.

Although the inn is not far from the mountain, it still took a lot of time to walk to the foot of the mountain.

The staff gave each person a bamboo basket covered with golden dry straw.

In order to prevent the guests from starving and fainting, the director prepared several breakfasts in the hut at the foot of the mountain.

Tang Ye was well aware of the pissing nature of the program group, so he was unmoved in the slightest, and watched the show outside with his shoulders on Shen Ji.

The other two thought that the program team hadn't lost their conscience, so they went over to get breakfast, but the director held up the loudspeaker and said in time: "There is a price tag below."

Xi Tong lowered his head slightly to see that the label was still attached.

Scallion pancake: 5 yuan.

Tofu brain: 10 yuan.

Wonton: 10 yuan.

Rice noodles: 10 yuan.

Deep-fried dough sticks with bean curd: 15 yuan.

Xi Tong was slightly angry: "Why don't you go grab it!"

The director bared his teeth: "Isn't it here to snatch you?"

The two struggled there for a long time, and finally gritted their teeth and paid five yuan to buy cakes.

Shen Ji felt relieved when he thought about steamed stuffed soy milk only costing three yuan.

But Fu Zaitong bought him breakfast just now, and it seemed unreasonable for him not to return a gift.

After pondering for a while, Shen Ji went into the house, bought a cake, and handed it to Fu Zaitong who was casually watching the fun.

Fu Zaitong was also polite, took it over, bit his mouth, and smiled: "It's kind of a conscience."

Seeing that he was quite happy eating, Shen Ji clenched his fist to his lips and whispered softly: "I didn't bring any money, I bought it on credit and signed your name."

Fu Zaitong: "..."

Hey, he will peck people.

After going up the mountain, the five of them dispersed.

Carrying heavy equipment with the photographer, Shen Ji participated in the recording for the first time, and he was not used to being followed along the way. He looked back with the basket on his shoulder, and hesitated for a while: "Do you want me to give you a ride?"

The cameraman smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry about me, just pretend I don't exist."

Sure enough, there are a lot of chickens on the mountain. I don’t know if it’s because they scatter all day long on the mountain. They are stronger and fiercer than the domestic chickens, with plump feathers, vigorous steps, and clucking.

Shen Ji tried his best to choose a path that was not so steep, and observed the nearby grass and earth pits while walking. After walking a few steps, he found several eggs in the pits on the ground.

He knelt down and picked them up one by one into the basket. Before he was happy, a chicken head suddenly appeared in his sight.

An oversized, aggressive chicken.

Shen Ji sincerely persuaded: "Sister Chicken, calm down."

Sister Chicken squinted at the egg he had stolen, and scratched the dirt pit under her feet with her paws, her movements were full of silent threats and sexual taste.

Holding the egg that was still somewhat warm, Shen Ji looked at the chicken in silence for a moment, and slowly put the last egg into the basket.

Shen Ji: "..."

hen:"……"

The hen suddenly raised its head to the sky and let out a sharp cry, flapping its wings and killing it!

Shen Ji hurriedly ran away with the basket.

This chicken seems to be quite authoritative in the flock. Once it goes crazy, the rest of the chickens are not happy, and they all rush forward with flapping wings.

It's just a few eggs, but it can actually pull so much hatred.

Shen Ji was stunned for two seconds, made a decisive decision, turned around and ran, relying on his height and long legs, he was not caught up by the chicken for a while.

Behind him, a group of chickens called and chased, and flew while chasing.

Chicken feathers were flying all over the sky, and the dust was billowing endlessly.

Not far away, Fu Zaitong was strolling along the small road. He was wearing a resort-style T-shirt and slacks, and he was walking slowly, more leisurely than anyone else.

Fu Yingdi is extraordinarily delicate, and he is also extraordinarily good at things - he doesn't pick up those that are stained with chicken feces, he doesn't pick up those that are too small, and he doesn't pick up those that are not round enough.

Adhering to the three principles of not picking, there are currently only three lonely eggs in his basket.

Hearing the movement, he put down the eggs in his hand, looked up and couldn't help whistling, full of interest: "Look, a group of chickens are chasing a chick."

Shen Ji happened to run over, and saw Fu Zaitong leisurely leaning against the tree, with a slack expression on his face, deliberately bluffing him: "Run! If you don't run, you will be taken back to be a chicken in the village."

Shen Ji pondered for a second, then shouted: "Senior Fu."

"what?"

"I'm sorry."

Fu Zaitong: "...?"

The next moment, Shen Ji unequivocally led the majestic chicken lady and rushed towards Fu Zaitong.

Instantly, there were more people in the Great Escape.

Fu Zaitong really admired him, and ran quickly with his basket in his hand: "Little friend, can you tell me how you provoked this group of fighting chickens?"

Shen Ji didn't change his face: "I just passed by."

Just as he was talking, two figures swayed in front of him.

Shen Ji and Fu Zaitong spoke almost at the same time.

Shen Ji: "Brother Tang, run!"

Fu Zaitong: "Hey you two, let's see a baby!"

Tang Ye was squatting on the ground to pick up eggs. Hearing the sound, he raised his head stupidly. When he saw the cloud of smoke and dust behind him, his face changed suddenly.

Shen Ji originally wanted to lure the group of vengeful chickens to change direction, but Fu Zaitong stretched out his hand, clenched his wrist, and chased after the two of them.

Xiang Chuan turned his head while running, and blurted out: "Fuck! Brother Fu, you are so unkind!"

"It should." Fu Zaitong smiled slightly, taking advantage of his long legs, he dragged Shen Ji to overtake in a curve, and successfully left the group of chickens and the two of them behind him.

Shen Ji's conscience was uneasy, and he said anxiously: "Is this not good?"

Fu Zaitong felt bored: "Then why didn't you feel bad when you cheated on me?"

The two behind were not running too slowly. Tang Ye had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed Shen Ji's hat, panting a little: "I... I didn't expect that to come to this show, you would have to race with chickens. You two stabbed chickens!" Nest?"

Fu Zaitong patted his hand away, kept walking, and spoke in a steady tone: "Don't be so curious, let's be thankful that the roosters and hens are raised separately."

When the four of them finally ran to a safe place, the cameraman, who possessed peerless magic skills and carried the equipment, was about to die.

The physical strength of the four people is basically good, especially Shen Ji and Fu Zaitong - one practices in the practice room every day, and the other has good fitness habits.

Tang Ye is a model, needless to say, he usually trains a lot.

The one who was more unlucky was Xiang Chuan, who almost rolled his eyes when he ran, wheezing like a bellows.

Shen Ji's fair cheeks were a little red, she put down the basket, looked at the group of chickens that had spread out and pecked leisurely, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Chuan was so exhausted that he leaned on the tree to rest, and couldn't help asking: "Which one of you provoked those chickens? The chickens in the country are too fierce..."

"Okay," Tang Ye patted him on the shoulder, giving him a pat on the back, "Isn't it interesting, so don't pursue it."

The damage of the group of chickens was not very strong, it was just a lot of noise, and the battle was relatively large.

The scene just now had a perfect variety show effect.

Xiang Chuan wiped off his sweat: "I'm going to be afraid of chickens, and I won't dare to snatch eggs when I see chickens later."

Shen Ji coughed dryly, and was about to admit his mistake, Fu Zaitong covered his mouth, blinked his left eye at him, raised his index finger and softly "hush".

After fleeing for a while, his hair was also a bit messy, and a strand of broken hair blocked his smiling eyes, which made him calm by nature, with a touch of extravagance, not embarrassed, but more loose.

He smiled and asked in a low voice: "They are all chickens, why are they so unfriendly?"

Shen Ji moved her lips, and her lips brushed against his palm accidentally, her cheeks flushed instantly, she hastily pulled his hand away, feeling that she couldn't be coaxed: "To tell you the truth, I'm actually quite fierce."

"Fierce enough to be chased away by chickens?"

"...you ran away too."

Fu Zaitong patted his head amusedly: "It's okay to say."

Tang Ye glanced over: "Old Fu, what are you two talking about secretly?"

Fu Zaitong said calmly, "Dream."

A big question mark popped up on Xiang Chuan's head.

"Then may I ask, what dreams do you two have?" Tang Ye saw that it was unusual at a glance, and tilted his head and smiled with his arms folded.

Fu Zaitong talked eloquently: "I won't mention my dream before coming to this show, but my dream is relatively great and lofty now."

Even Shen Ji couldn't help wondering what he could come up with: "What is it?"

Fu Zaitong said, "Live in a duplex suite."

Everyone: "..."