The actor is always coveting me

Probably because he ate two meals a night, his stomach was overloaded, Shen Ji got up in the middle of the night and vomited twice, and he didn't fall asleep until dawn.

Shen Jiangyuan got up early in the morning and tiptoed out of the house.All the houses in the alley were close to each other, and the old man next door came out for a stroll and saw him, and yelled: "Shen Jiangyuan, you are going out to drink again, be careful when Xiaoji comes back and whips you with a broom."

Shen Jiangyuan hurriedly "shushed", triumphantly: "I promised my son that he won't drink in the future. He came back last night and fell asleep in the house. I'll go buy vegetables and cook for him."

The uncle probed his head: "Yo, Xiaoji is back, the big star in our alley!"

The voice gradually faded away, Shen Ji wanted to open his eyes but couldn't open them, not feeling well. He turned over steadily, hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

It was nearly eleven o'clock when he woke up again, and he hadn't slept so late for a long time, he checked the time with his phone, Shen Ji was so frightened that he almost rolled out of bed.

Chen Xingbai is holding a tour concert in the city next door. He and Fu Zaitong made an appointment to meet at ten o'clock last night.

Opening WeChat, Fu Zaitong didn't send a reminder.

Fu Zaitong is also considerate sometimes...

Just as Shen Ji had such an idea, a hahaha sound came from outside the extremely poorly soundproofed room door.

Shen Ji: "..."

He had a bad premonition in his heart, immediately turned over and got out of bed, stepped on his slippers and quickly ran to the door to pull——

In the small living room, his old immortal father was sitting peacefully with the glamorous Fu Yingdi.

Fu Yingdi was dressed very coquettishly today, his shirt, trousers and shiny leather shoes, and for some reason, the peacock opened his tail, and the dirt and scratches on the wall were all set off by him. Hui, I don't know which sentence made Shen Jiangyuan laugh, and the latter was laughing.

Seeing that the door was opened, Shen Jiangyuan stopped smiling for a second.

Shen Ji, who was sleeping with a mess of hair, exuded a chilly aura all over his body, and stood by the door expressionlessly.Fu Zaitong looked thoughtfully at Uncle Luotuo next to him, looked at Shen Ji, and smiled: "Shen Xiaoji, the sun is going to dry his ass, why did you get up?"

"..." The scene of Fu Zaitong sitting on the old sofa at home was quite magical, and Shen Ji was in a mess, "Why are you here?"

"I came when you didn't reply to the message." Fu Zaitong said it as a matter of course.

Shen Ji glanced nervously at the table in the living room, but fortunately Fu Zaitong only brought a few bags of very everyday fruits, not something that would surprise people's attention.

He glanced outside, quickly drew the curtains and closed the door: "Did you not be seen when you came?"

Shen Jiangyuan couldn't help putting on the air of "father" in front of outsiders, coughing twice: "Son, Mr. Fu came here specially, why is he so rude, and it's not shameful."

Shen Ji was expressionless: "Comrade Shen Jiangyuan, if you don't want to be crushed by hundreds of fans, just listen to me. Senior Fu is really shameful."

Fu Zaitong waved his hand at Shen Jiangyuan in a good-tempered manner: "Chicken is right."

"Okay," Shen Jiangyuan gave up the idea of ​​calling the neighbors to watch the big movie king, picked up his apron and stood up, "Son, go and wash up, I'll make lunch for you."

Nodding to Fu Zaitong while talking and laughing: "Mr. Fu, you and Xiaoji wait a moment."

Fu Zaitong got up politely: "Shall I help you, Uncle?"

Shen Ji just wandered into the bathroom and picked up his toothbrush. Hearing this sentence, he stepped out in three or two steps, pushed Fu Zaitong back, glanced at the kitchen, and lowered his voice: "Senior Fu, my dad cooks salty and sometimes light, so I will treat you to milk tea when I go out. , don’t tell him after dinner.”

When recording a program, you need to maintain your image, and in front of the camera, it is difficult to restore a relaxed daily state. This is the first time Fu Zaitong has seen Shen Ji so relaxed, lazy and boneless, trying to wake up immediately But Hun'er was a few steps slower, still lying on the bed and sleeping late.

He hooked his lips, feeling that his decision to come here directly was very correct.

Shen Ji was embarrassed by him: "I'm going to wash up."

do not know why.

Last night, Fu Zaitong's joke "see parents so early" suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Shen Ji staggered and almost fell into the bathroom.

This caused Shen Ji to feel like sitting on pins and needles when watching Shen Jiangyuan graciously serving Fu Zaitong during lunch, and wanted to throw the two of them out directly.

Perennial alcoholism also hurts the taste buds. Shen Jiangyuan cooked a table of salty and bland dishes, but he couldn't taste it. Shen Ji and Fu Zaitong had no difference, and ate a meal in harmony.

Although Shen Ji's heart is not harmonious at all.

He didn't expect that the aloof movie king Fu would come to his house for dinner one day.

After eating, Shen Ji couldn't sit still anymore, went back to the room and quickly changed his clothes, came out and dragged Fu Zaitong to leave.

Shen Jiangyuan was still a little disappointed: "Are you leaving now?"

Shen Ji gave Fu Zaitong a look, asking him to shut up, his tone was flat: "Brother Fu has a lot of things to do, it's very rare to find time to come here, don't casually tell anyone that Fu Zaitong came to our house when you go out."

Not even being able to boast, Shen Jiangyuan felt more and more lost.

Seeing the weird atmosphere between the father and son, Fu Zaitong lightly squeezed the back of Shen Ji's neck, and said with a smile: "Well, uncle, it's best not to say anything, otherwise it will be inconvenient for me to come next time when the paparazzi or fans come to stay. "

And next time!

Shen Jiangyuan was happy again, and kept nodding his head: "That's okay, that's okay, Mr. Fu, my little Ji has a bad temper, please bear with me."

"No," Fu Zaitong rolled his eyes slightly, "I think the chicken has a good temper."

Except for the occasional peck.

He pinched the back of Shen Ji's neck, feeling his neck was getting hot, he murmured in his heart, and hurriedly took Fu Zaitong and slipped away through the back door.

There were people coming and going in the alley, Shen Ji carefully observed the enemy's situation, dawdled for a while, and whispered: "Thank you."

Help him hide that Shen Jiangyuan's cooking is not so delicious, and coax Shen Jiangyuan a little bit.

Sometimes Fu Zaitong is so considerate that people will have the illusion.

"What's the matter with your dad?" Fu Zaitong put on his hat, leisurely, not at all the one who is most worried about himself, "I think he's pretty good, I didn't even knock on your door when I arrived, I'm afraid disturb your rest."

Just as Shen Ji was about to open his mouth to speak, his ears keenly caught the sound of approaching footsteps. He quickly took Fu Zaitong's hand, dragged him to hide behind the debris piled up in the alley, and stared at the man with his arms around him without blinking. Basket passed by and thought about it for a while. It should be Aunt Li who is diagonally opposite the door. She has a famous loudspeaker in the alley. She can tell the world what happened.

Fortunately, I escaped.

Seeing the people passing by, Shen Ji heaved a long sigh of relief, and replied casually: "If it were your father, who has been drinking and gambling for more than ten years, when he is in trouble, he brings trouble home, and when he is not in trouble, he just lives outside. he."

Fu Zaitong paused, patted his head, and said inexplicably, "Maybe my own father is even more of a jerk than yours."

Shen Ji was stunned for a moment, then turned around, before he could ask, Fu Zaitong raised the hand he was holding, the corner of his mouth was narrowed: "There are quite a lot of calluses on your fingers, did you play the guitar?"

The palm of his hand was scratched lightly, itching to the bottom of his heart, Shen Ji couldn't do it anymore, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, pursed his lips: "Senior Fu, you..."

What the hell happened in the inn the last time he was drunk!

Fu Zaitong was very natural: "Let's go, we still have to drive there."

Shen Ji drooped his head, and suddenly regretted agreeing to Fu Zaitong for the five-figure second-hand ticket price.

Fu Zaitong's car was parked outside the alley, with a relatively low-key appearance, so there were not many people watching.Shen Ji thought he was bringing the driver, and subconsciously pulled the back seat away, only to realize that Fu Zaitong was sitting in the driver's seat, and then reacted, closed the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Fu Zaitong sighed: "Just now, I was almost honored to become a driver."

Shen Ji said numbly: "Senior Fu, has anyone ever told you that you are more handsome when you are silent?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Zaitong suddenly stood up and leaned over.

He tensed up all over, his pupils shrank slightly, and watched Fu Zaitong get closer and closer, the faint woody fragrance brushed his nose, and the fingers hanging aside were trembling.

With a "click", the seat belt is fastened.

Fu Zaitong sat back again, snorting: "Shen Xiaoji, if you say something against your will, your nose will get longer."

Shen Ji: "Senior Fu, what do you think has supported you to the present?"

Fu Zaitong thought for a while: "Handsome and talented?"

"No," Shen Ji said, "It's self-confidence."

"..."

As soon as he mentioned self-confidence, he thought of the embarrassment that night, and the corner of Fu Zaitong's mouth twitched.

Why do you want to tease this kid and run away from others?

He turned the steering wheel, thinking casually, maybe he was unwilling.

It takes two or three hours to drive from Yan City to the next city. The road conditions are not good today, and there is a traffic jam all the way. Shen Ji didn't sleep well last night, he stopped and went, and fell asleep bit by bit after a while .

Fu Zaitong took an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and laid the seat flat for the little golden retriever next to him, and looked down at Chen Xingbai's news that seemed to be urging him to die.

-Chen Xingbai: Are you coming? Are you coming?

-Chen Xingbai: Don't let him go, bring him backstage after the concert

Fu Zaitong clicked his tongue and typed: that depends on whether he is willing or not.

-Chen Xingbai: He is still unwilling? ? ?

Do you know how many people begged to see him every day but were turned away!

Fu Zaitong replied indifferently: Yes.

Even he doesn't like this indifferent little golden retriever!

The traffic was stuck all the way, Shen Ji also fell asleep all the way, Mimi woke up, it was almost dark.

Fu Zaitong was holding the PAD and didn't know what he was looking at. When he noticed the movement, he tilted his head: "Yo, wake up."

Shen Ji rubbed his eyes, a little embarrassed: "Why didn't you wake me up, are you here yet?"

Fu Zaitong nodded: "I can't bear to see you sleeping like a pig."

"...you don't need to describe it."

Fu Zaitong parked his car near the venue, and it was almost time to enter the venue.

When getting out of the car, he pressed the phone call from Gao Ming asking him where he had been, contacted the staff, took Shen Ji to another passageway with few people, and entered the venue in a low-key manner.

The stadium has been set up, and the lights of the huge venue are shining, focusing on the stage.

This is a location with a good view.

Looking at the stage, Shen Ji felt that he seemed extremely small for a moment, a rush of hot blood rushed from his heart, and rushed to his limbs along the blood vessels, his heart was beating violently.

Not thrilled to see a big show coming up.

is yearning.

As a teenager, he often wrote songs under the covers with a flashlight on.

Shen Ling secretly climbed onto the upper bunk, got in to read his writing, and smiled with his eyes crooked: "Brother, you sing so well, you must hold a concert in the future so that many people can hear it."

The two brothers hid in the same bed, secretly thinking about the future. He didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth at that time, and he patted his chest and promised: "Okay, I will reserve the best place for you when I hold a concert in the future."

It's a pity that he went on stage in a different way...

Shen Ji silently clenched his fists, trying to hypnotize himself.

Fu Zaitong kept hanging up the phone while frowning, Shen Ji came back to his senses, and pushed him helplessly: "Senior Fu, go and answer the phone, it's fine if I stay here alone."

"...Okay." Fu Zaitong was not at ease, the venue was already bustling with voices, he had to approach Shen Ji, "Stay where you are, don't run around, call me if you need anything."

After a pause, he remembered that Shen Ji didn't have his own number yet, so he sent a number: "Take it."

Shen Ji, um, huh, seeing his phone light up again, pushed him.

As soon as Fu Zaitong left, there seemed to be another quarrel nearby.

Shen Ji saved the number and checked other news by the way.

Three minutes ago, Luoyang sent a message, asking him sourly how he felt about going out to watch the concert with the male god.

Ning Zui owed more.

- Ning Zui: Remember, although you are just a small stand-in, you must never go home or go to a drink with Fu Zaitong.

-Shen Ji: ...you can really talk

-Ning Zui: Otherwise I can't save you

-Shen Ji: Thank you for reminding me, I will go home with him only when I am stupid [smile]

Fu Zaitong went there for a long time, and didn't come back until the concert started.

The moment Chen Xingbai slowly appeared from under the lifting stage, the audience screamed almost piercing the eardrums.

And he just smiled at the audience, adjusted the microphone in his hand, and said "be quiet", and the crazy fans fell silent again in an instant.

The singing sound spread from the stage, and all eyes were on one person, listening to the song seriously, shouting for him, and some fans even cried out.

Shen Ji's mind was buzzing until a gust of hot air brushed against his ears, and a voice with a slight smile fell into his ears clearly.

It was Fu Zaitong.

He didn't know when he came back, his eyes seemed very soft, he lowered his head and approached Shen Ji, and asked, "Are you envious?"

The author has something to say: Fu Zaitong: If I envy him, I will lift him down and let you go up! (Bushi

感谢在2020-10-2023:50:00~2020-10-2123:21:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast the mines: Mo Jingchen, Duan Jiayan, Misty RJ, Jiang Zibei One Day Explosive Update 999 Chapters, Jing Yan, Yin Oh, Oh Oh Poker 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution:. . . . . . 9 bottles; 2 bottles of galina; 1 bottle of Fan Xiaoyu ○ω○, Lin Qi, San, and Ni Li;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!