The actor is always coveting me

After fleeing for a while, the process was inevitably a little intense.

Xiang Chuan and Tang Ye were fine, but Shen Ji and Fu Zaitong's eggs were broken.

Before realizing the great and lofty dream of King Fu, he still has to work hard for tonight's rent.

After discovering that Shen Ji had his own egg radar, and after finding one, several people followed him around to pick up the leak.

Shen Ji: "..."

Shen Ji said quietly: "One more eagle, we will be eagles catching chickens."

"That's a good thing," Tang Ye joked, "The first one in the team leader is the chick."

Hearing him bite a chick, Fu Zaitong suddenly felt a little bit uncomfortable: "You guys are called nicknames now?"

Tang Ye keenly sensed his subtle emotions, raised his eyebrows, and smiled meaningfully: "Chicken's fans call him that, he's so cute. Speaking of which, I'm curious, old Fu, you still take good care of us Chick, did you know each other before?"

Shen Ji stopped touching the egg, then glanced at Fu Zaitong quietly, and Xiang Chuan also stretched his ears quietly.

Fu Zaitong, who used to talk nonsense when he saw people, suddenly fell silent.

The air was silent for a while, Tang Ye didn't feel embarrassed, and his smile remained unchanged.

Just when everyone thought that Fu Zaitong would not answer, he spoke in a clear voice: "Shen Ji is like an old friend of mine."

An old man who doesn't know his name, age, appearance, or character.

For this old man, the only thing he knows is that he is male, has a nice voice, and sings better.

He also plays the guitar well.

Only Gao Ming and Chen Xingbai knew about his "old friend".

One laughed at him as a daydream, and the other thought it was his white moonlight.

Fu Zaitong thought it was funny.

Not to mention his straightness.

Love at first sight is nothing more than love at first sight, he has never even had the luck to see his face, where does this ray of moonlight come from.

Shen Ji: "..."

This is like what Jia Baoyu said to Lin Daiyu, I have seen this sister before.

Tang Ye let out a long sigh, not sure if he believed it or not: "So that's how it is."

The atmosphere is still weird.

Sensing that everyone's eyes were staring at him half-heartedly, Shen Ji was quick-witted, pushed aside the grass, saw a hen nesting on the ground, and immediately pointed out: "There are a lot of eggs under that hen."

Everyone's attention was indeed diverted.

It's just that no one dared to stretch out their claws casually to the chickens here.

"Chicken," Tang Ye squatted down carelessly, observing the hen, "You have chickens in your name, and you must kiss them. Go ahead."

Shen Ji leaned against him and squatted down: "To be honest, the source of the human-chicken fight before was that I took its eggs in front of the hen."

Xiang Chuan also half-kneeled down, trying to maintain a handsome posture: "Then what should I do, don't you want to pick up so many eggs?"

Fu Zaitong's idol weighed a ton of baggage, so instead of squatting down with these others, the corners of his lips curled up: "Why don't you imitate the crowing of a rooster, so that it thinks you are accomplices, and picks up eggs when it is slack?"

Shen Ji: "..."

What kind of bad idea is this that has been left for three days.

Tang Ye rubbed his chin, unexpectedly agreed, and kept nodding his head: "I am at home with my Mimi, and she is also very friendly to me."

Shen Ji thought to herself, maybe she wondered how stupid this human being is, so she couldn't help showing some sympathy for you.

Xiang Chuan coughed lightly: "Then Brother Tang, do you come first?"

"Okay." Tang Ye was very straightforward and didn't suffer any disadvantages, "Then you will be second."

Xiang Chuan wanted to nod, but he was not quite willing: "What about Shen Ji?"

"The chicken is the trump card," Tang Ye patted Shen Ji on the shoulder, "Whoever can impress this chicken will get the egg, okay?"

Shen Ji: "Actually, I don't really want it to be moved."

"Then decide the order happily." Tang Ye turned a deaf ear, moved two steps forward with a smile, cleared his throat, and began to try to resonate with the chicken.

Fu Zaitong leaned under the tree behind to watch the excitement, his eyes flicked to Shen Ji's scattered half-length blond hair.

Probably hanging down and rubbing against his face to itch, he tilted his head and brushed his hair away with the back of his hand.

The sun has already jumped out from the distant mountain top, its golden light is shining brightly, and it is high enough to have a panoramic view of the square town.

The river in the distance is like a thin belt, loosely tied to the town of Lanhe, the surface of the water sparkles, reflecting a scattered gold leaf.

The rest of the sunlight scattered down through the leaves and fell mottled on Shen Ji's face. His eyelashes were drooping, and his blond hair had an almost transparent gentle feeling under the sunlight, like a western angel running out of an oil painting.

Unconsciously tapped the back of the finger on the tree trunk and stopped.

Fu Zaitong almost lost his mind.

He had imagined countless times what "that person" would look like.

Probably Shen Ji is like this.

Tang Ye bent over and tried to "cluck and cluck" for a long time, but the hen refused to answer, and didn't even give him a straight look.

He regretted his defeat, and poked Xiang Chuan on the back: "Hurry up, we don't have such grand dreams as old Fu, it would be nice to live in a standard room."

Xiang Chuan didn't expect to come, his face froze for a long time, and he was reluctant: "Brother Tang, why don't you forget it? You see, it's useless to work for a long time."

Tang Ye smiled and said, "It doesn't work if I try, but it doesn't mean you won't work either. It's all agreed. Hurry up and go to other places. It's already ten o'clock."

Xiang Chuan had no choice but to move forward a few steps and let out a dry chuckle.

Fu Zaitong airborne from the rear to direct: "Hey, show some emotion."

The corner of Xiang Chuan's mouth twitched, and he giggled a few more times full of emotion.

The hen turned away indifferently.

He also seemed to roll his eyes.

Xiang Chuan yelled a few times perfunctorily, and quickly stood up, only to realize that his handsome half-kneeling caused his pants to be stained with mud.

Not only mud, but also chicken shit.

As soon as Xiang Chuan's expression changed, he couldn't take it any longer, and ran back to ask his assistant for water and paper.

Shen Ji hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved two steps forward, opened his mouth, and suddenly a person approached beside him, and stuck two clean chicken feathers on his head.

"It's more like this," Fu Zaitong's voice was full of joy, "Come on, call one."

Tang Ye was overjoyed: "It's so good, so cute!"

Shen Ji asked numbly: "...Can I refuse such a look?"

The two said in unison: "No."

Shen Ji endured the humiliation, with chicken feathers on his head, approached the chicken, paused for a while, imitated the crowing of a hen, and clucked a few times, vividly.

The hen turned her head back and stared at Shen Ji.

Shen Ji imitated the crowing of the rooster again.

The hen shook her head and looked at Shen Ji suspiciously.

Fu Zaitong later commented: "People probably thought you were androgynous."

Shen Ji pretended not to hear it, and called a few more times earnestly. The hen seemed to let go of her guard, stood up and circled around Shen Ji.

Shen Ji immediately turned his face ruthlessly, and quickly took away all the eggs.

Tang Ye laughed and clapped: "It's amazing, it sounds so similar! It's a chick!"

Shen Ji had a shadow, stole the eggs and immediately evaded: "Run, lest there will be fighting chickens chasing us later!"

Xiang Chuan couldn't bear the smell on his trousers when he ran out of water on his assistant, so he followed her to find water, but he didn't know where he went.

Tang Ye regarded him as teammates, and waved his hands smartly: "I'm going to find Xiang Chuan, so I won't go with you."

There are not many trees on the mountain, but at this time the sun has risen a lot, and it is already a bit sunny.

Shen Ji was wearing a hoodie, and it was getting hot and stuffy. After running, he took off his coat and put it on his arms. Seeing the scenery of the small town down the mountain, he couldn't help but stop and take a look.

After bending over for a long time, feeling a little sore, he placed the basket and squeezed a few at will.

Long-term dance practice has shaped him into a very graceful and flexible figure. Under the narrow waist, there are two straight and slender legs. A gust of wind blows in, vaguely outlining the beautiful waistline.

Fu Zaitong was appreciating the vitality of the young boy, when suddenly there were rustling sounds behind him.

Fearing that the group of vengeful chickens came again, Shen Ji turned his head quickly and stared nervously for a while, seeing that the fighting chickens did not come out, but heard the voice of people vaguely, looked at each other with Fu Zaitong, brushed aside the leaves and walked over.

Over there is Xi Tongwei.

It was getting late, but she didn't have many eggs in the basket, because she was quite restrained when she went up the mountain in a skirt.

She has a good figure and slender legs. She is wearing a puff-sleeve off-the-shoulder top and a midi skirt. The skirt is above the knees. The wind on the mountain is strong, and no matter how large the movement is, it is easy to lose everything.

At this time, she was standing on tiptoe, trying to extend her hand, and was holding an egg on a slope.

I don’t know which chicken sister is so fond of flying over the walls and laying eggs in such a curious place.

The following camera squatted behind Xi Tongwei, and the camera shot from bottom to top secretly, with low eyebrows, wide eyes, and a delicate expression.

Shen Ji frowned.

He stepped forward calmly, blocked the camera, put his coat on Xi Tongwei, passed over her shoulder, took the egg and handed it over: "It's a little cold on the mountain, sister Wei, don't catch a cold, put on my sweater clothes."

Xi Tongwei carefully picked out the egg, when a person suddenly came behind him without defense, he was startled, subconsciously turned his head, glanced at the angle of the camera, his face changed, and he immediately wrapped his coat tightly: "Thank you."

She is taking a sexy route. In order to cooperate with the company, there are a lot of lace news and photos with a slightly larger scale.

But it doesn't mean she likes being photographed like this.

Fu Zaitong followed slowly, seeing this scene, the emotion between his brows and eyes faded a little, he put one hand in his pocket, and kicked directly.

The camera was caught off guard, and he was pushed to the ground by a strong force.

In addition to dead branches and rotten leaves on the ground, there are also freshly baked chicken droppings, rich in raw materials, timeless and rich in taste.

His complexion suddenly changed, he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, and he blurted out a series of "shit", ignoring the camera, hurriedly got up, and turned his head angrily: "Who the hell didn't grow..."

Seeing who was behind him, he choked, and the remaining half of the words were silently buried in his throat.

Fu Zaitong retracted his feet in a calm manner, and leaned down to look at him in amazement: "Oh, it turns out that the person squatting on the ground is a person. I didn't notice it. I'm sorry."