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The boss is from Qianjiang. The stewed prawns are very authentic. They are delicious and rich in shrimp meat. After eating the first one, I can’t wait to put the second one in my mouth. It’s so spicy that I can drink a cold beer , It's really refreshing in this hot day.

The two of them really didn't have time to talk, so they hurriedly peeled off the shrimp shells and put them in their mouths. After a while, they finished a big pot. The table was full of shrimp shells, and Chi Xiaolao's white clothes were accidentally stained. After putting on the red oil, he wiped his hands distressedly, holding his clothes with a troubled expression on his face.

Yin Chunxiao rolled his eyes at him, and murmured unbearably: "Isn't it just a piece of rags, is it worth making a fool of yourself!"

The clothes were sent by Yin Shaoyang's personal color consultant. It took him more than four hours to do the color test. These clothes have been hanging in the closet and he is not willing to wear them. He thinks that these are not just clothes, but colors. The consultant's painstaking efforts, the key to these were all given to him by Yin Shaoyang.

The oil stains on cotton fabrics are the most difficult to clean, Chi Xiaolao is so worried, and Yin Chunxiao's complexion on the other side is already very ugly, so he has to ignore it for now, and then he will lose his appetite for eating crayfish.

Yin Chunxiao wiped his hands, took a sip of beer from the cup, and Chi Xiaolao asked with a dry smile, "Do you come here often?"

"Not often!"

Impatientness was written all over Yin Chunxiao's face. Chi Xiaolao felt that this topic was ridiculous, and was thinking of finding something else to chat about, but he heard Yin Chunxiao say: "I used to come here once on my roommate's birthday, and then I went to work No chance to come."

Of course Chi Xiaolao knew what stage he was referring to by 'before' and 'later'. Yin Chunxiao is still in school now, but he doesn't live in school anymore. He has become the boss of Baidi, has money and status, and at the same time loses money. The right to experience the life of ordinary college students.

Thinking of this, Chi Xiaoluo subconsciously looked around and said in a low voice, "There should be no Yuji ambushing."

Yin Chunxiao looked at him with half a smile: "What do you think I just said?"

Chi Xiaolao didn't understand why he looked at Yin Chunxiao because he was afraid of being followed by reporters?

Yin Chunxiao leaned on the back of the chair leisurely, swaying his long legs, but Chi Xiaolao seemed to catch the hesitation in his eyes. Peel in.From the corner of the eye, Yin Chunxiao sat up straight, leaned his elbows on the table, and kept looking at him.

For some reason, Chi Xiaolao felt that what Yin Chunxiao said next was definitely something he didn't want to hear. Sure enough, Yin Chunxiao moved closer across the table, and he could feel the smell of alcohol when he spoke, "I It means that I have money now, but I can’t find anyone to accompany me to eat in this kind of place.”

Chi Xiaolao responded quickly with a strong smile: "You can ask Ming Jin to accompany you."

"Him?" Yin Chunxiao smiled self-deprecatingly, "He doesn't like to come to food stalls, besides, with his current status, can he come?"

Chi Xiaolao nodded knowingly, then heard Yin Chunxiao ask in a low voice: "Can I ask you to come with me in the future?"

It may be because of drinking, Yin Chunxiao's eyes are as full as the deep sea, staring at those two pupils has the illusion that he will be swallowed in the next moment, Chi Xiaolao's eyes are a little confused, he feels like answering "yes" or "no". "It doesn't taste right, it's very bad baby...

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated suddenly, and his whole body trembled accordingly, and then he was happy that there was a phone call to solve the problem, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and said to Yin Chunxiao, "I'll answer the call."

Just about to get up, Yin Chunxiao stopped him: "Just pick it up here, there are too many people and you can't get out."

He looked around and found that the room was full of people, so he sat back in his chair and connected the phone. There was a "Hello" first, followed by a high-pitched "Huh?" and asked, "Where are you?"

"Dining at the food stall." Originally, he wanted to be gentle and gentle on the phone without shame or impatience, but he didn't want to have his eyes lit up like light bulbs on the other side, so Chi Xiaolao could only pretend to be serious and play a quiz game.

Yin Shaoyang clicked his tongue a few times and said, "I smell crayfish, I'm so hungry."

Chi Xiaolao calculated the time, it happened to be seven o'clock in the morning at his side, thinking that he would call him as soon as he woke up, his heart felt like honey was poured on him, he couldn't close his grinning mouth, "Did you just wake up? Go eat breakfast, don't starve."

Yin Shaoyang yawned, pinching his nose coquettishly: "I want to eat crayfish..."

Hearing his voice, Chi Xiaolao imagined the frustrating behavior of that bastard, and coaxed, "I'll bring you to eat when I come back. This restaurant is delicious." Then he felt Yin Chunxiao's gaze glowing, Yin Shaoyang asked again strangely: "Huh? Who are you eating with?"

Chi Xiaolao doesn't know how to lie, and really thinks there's no need to lie, so he said directly, "I'm with Yin Chunxiao at the food stall outside their school."

The phone suddenly became quiet. Yin Chunxiao's originally black and smoldering face showed a smug smile. Chi Xiaoluo lowered his head and didn't have time to pay attention to the person opposite, because he was spraying microphones on the phone. He was obviously angry. A little nervous, he gave a tentative feed, and the person on the other side of the receiver took a deep breath, his tone was calm and stiff: "Why are you eating with him?"

They didn't give him a chance to explain at all, and then said: "It's past nine o'clock now, what do you mean when you say you don't go home at night?"

"I……"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll call the landline at home in half an hour, remember! Don't fuck it up! I haven't washed my face this early in the morning, so it's best not to provoke me to say something bad!"

Yin Shaoyang spoke louder and louder, although Yin Chunxiao couldn't hear him, but he could guess from Chi Xiaolao's face, and deliberately took advantage of the gap and said loudly: "Xiao Lao, let's finish the meal Go have another drink!"

Chi Xiaolao was holding the phone and was in a state of desperation. He was accidentally touched by Yin Chunxiao. The scolding has already started, and it has been scolded all over Yin Chunxiao's eight generations of ancestors. Chi Xiaoluo really has the urge to put the phone in Yin Chunxiao's hand and let them scold each other!

"Chi Xiaolao! You've got a big deal!!!" This was the last sentence of First Young Master Yin.

"Have you finished?" Chi Xiaolao asked lightly.

Yin Shaoyang was gasping for breath, Chi Xiaolao said patiently, "I'll go back after dinner."

"No! Let's go now!"

"You're making trouble for no reason!" He was furious, but he still tried to explain: "What's wrong with having a meal? Is there anyone with a small belly like you? Yin Chunxiao introduced me to the dance teacher, so it's not too much to invite him to a meal!"

"I have a small belly? Chi Xiaolao! Are you tired of living?"

Now it's not clear for a while, Chi Xiaolao took a breath, and said softly: "Okay, I'll go back now, let's talk about it when we get home!"

Before he could speak, he cut off the call and called the waiter loudly to pay the bill. There was still a pot of braised prawns left on the table, which would not be left in normal times. He didn't have the time to worry about it now. money.

Yin Chunxiao followed him out of the noisy shop, saw that Chi Xiaolao had no intention of talking to him, dared to grab his shoulders two steps forward, turned him around, and asked angrily: "Are you so afraid of him? "

Chi Xiaolao looked up at him with a serious expression, as if something was brewing in his heart, which made Yin Chunxiao a little uneasy, and a little afraid to meet his gaze.

The place where the two stood was on the side of the street. The street outside the east gate of the school was very beautiful. There were strings of acacias lined up along the sidewalk, and when a gust of wind passed, several pink and white acacias fell rustlingly, and the fragrance was blowing. Passing the end of his nose, Yin Chunxiao felt an urge to hug the person in front of him.

The little flowers falling on the shoulders are like the feelings that have been ruthlessly shaken off. Before a season of flowering has time to bloom in front of the eyes, they wither fragilely, leaving only a lingering fragrance.

Chi Xiaolao was the first to break the silence: "Have you been back to Yin's house for almost a year?"

Yin Chunxiao couldn't figure out what he was going to say, so he replied dully: "Yes."

He sighed, looking over Yin Chunxiao's shoulders, vacantly, he didn't know where he fell, "There are some things I haven't been able to say, but you guessed it, otherwise I wouldn't have used up my mind at that time Come hide from me."

In the past, Chi Xiaolao would not say such plain words on the table, and Yin Chunxiao didn't want to listen to them. I don't know what happened today. Maybe the two of them were alone together calmly and just happened to drink some wine. Suitable for speaking from the heart.

Yin Chunxiao's heart tightened. In the past, he didn't want to hear it because he was avoiding it. Now he doesn't want to hear it either, but because of Chi Xiaolao's open-hearted and relieved expression.

"Think about the time when we fought at the station, and then we pinched each other when we met. We can say whatever is ugly, and now we can eat and drink together. In addition to being thick-skinned, we have to thank God for allowing us to live together for five years. Darling, can withstand pinch!"

Yin Chunxiao has always regarded Chi Xiaolao as a family member, but now hearing him say the word "family love" feels harsh. He has already realized with hindsight that the abnormal and extreme way of dealing with Chi Xiaolao this year In the final analysis, it is his psychological imbalance, the reason for the imbalance, is it too late to trace it now?

He couldn't say it, he could only hold Chi Xiaolao's shoulder and listen to him while resisting.

"I'm a person with no ambitions. I never thought of being famous. When I was 15 years old, I found out that I was gay. I was depressed for a while. Then something happened to my family. There was no time for me to continue to be depressed. In fact, many tragic things happened. It’s not a big deal if you smash it down together, so I’m easy to be satisfied.”

"Yin Shaoyang may not be a good bird in the eyes of many people. He is a jerk, domineering, and cheap..."

When he mentioned this person, there was a faint tranquility in his eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously, Yin Chunxiao suppressed the urge to turn around and leave, his heart felt as if being pricked back and forth by ten thousand needles.

"... But I just met this person. I don't know how long I can go with him, but I will do my best to maintain this relationship. Xiaoxiao, you are my brother, I don't ask you to support me I just hope to be more tolerant, because I care about him and you."

Yin Chunxiao let go of his left hand, and subconsciously wanted to cover his left chest. The dull pain in his heart almost penetrated his skin, and he couldn't breathe due to the pain.

Chi Xiaolao looked at him with pleading eyes, which made him both tasteful and sad. After a long time, he opened his mouth and asked in a hoarse voice: "You beg me to forgive you?" You are so afraid that I will ruin the relationship between you. Feelings?

Chi Xiaolao looked at him and said nothing.

Yin Chunxiao asked unwillingly: "Why do you care about him? Why do you care about me?"

Chi Xiaolao thought for a while, and replied evasively: "You are my brother, and you will be for the rest of your life."

Yin Chunxiao asked aggressively, "What about him?"

Chi Xiaolao paused, and only said three words: "I love him."

There is no other word in the world that hurts people more than these three words. It is like a city gate that separates those who covet it from the city. Just three words can crush people to pieces.

When Chi Xiaolao got home, he didn't wait for Yin Shaoyang's call. He thought that he might have gone to work, so he took a shower and fell asleep without thinking too much.

Arrived at Baidi Media on time at [-]:[-] noon the next day, Yin Chunxiao went to the school and was not at the company, Chi Xiaolao went directly to the practice room, his time was very accurate, when he went, it happened to be the start time of the class.

Tang Zun is wearing a pink wide T and gray dance pants today. With his tall and tall figure and his handsome face, he can be compared to a group of Baidi artists from a distance.

The addition of one more student attracted the attention of others, and the entertainers who were joking around all turned their attention to Chi Xiaolao who asked Tang Zun to report.

Tang Zun clapped his hands to signal the big guy to look over, pointed to Chi Xiaolao and gave a brief introduction: "Chi Xiaolao, a new student."

"Ms. Tang, isn't he an artist of Baidi?" A young man who signed a contract after participating in the program audition this year asked.

Tang Zun leaned on the trolley and folded his arms, and asked with a strange expression on his face, "Is it related to dancing?"

The young man was choked up. Although he felt a little conflicted about adding an outsider to learn dance, everyone knew Mr. Tang's style of going his own way, so he was really at a loss for words when asked in this way.

"But the company has worked so hard to invite Mr. Tang to come to China to teach artists dance because of Mr. Tang's superb dancing skills and world-class choreography. To be precise, Mr. Tang belongs to our White Emperor's trump card, which is equivalent to a commercial secret... "

Tang Zun interrupted the speaker, "I still have professional ethics, choreography is choreography, wait until you are qualified to help me choreograph before you say such things!"

The person who answered the call was recognized by Chi Xiaolao, and he was also a new star praised by Bai Dili. He had very pleasing facial features and a very good figure. He was much better at singing than acting. There were a bunch of people over there surrounded by everyone, and The other person sitting next to this person in the rest area is a Ming star with an indifferent temperament like a flower of Gaoling.

The young man blushed from being choked by Tang Zun, and looked at Ming Jin for help, but the other party picked up a bottle of vitality drink and took a sip gracefully as if nothing happened.

Tang Zun pushed his butt against the wall, stood up straight, and said in a loud voice, "Nothing else to do today, everyone dances for 3 minutes, there is no limit to the category of dance music, and from now on, you—" He pointed at Chi Xiaolao , "First start!"

Although he was well prepared, Chi Xiaolao was still a little nervous. One was because he hadn't been on stage for nearly a year, and the other was because this dance was equivalent to an entrance exam.

He whispered a dance song to Tang Zun's assistant. In order to cater to fake foreign devils like Tang Zun, he prepared a ballroom dance, a solo tango.

He has six years of performance experience, plus he memorizes the dance music so well, he can dance flawlessly without music. After 3 minutes, he is very confident.

Tang Zun seemed to be planning to give him a bad start today, he slightly shook his head and commented unceremoniously: "There is no soul, no novelty, you are simply repeating an extremely boring thing, watching you dance is better than watching online videos!"

The rest area immediately burst into laughter with great cooperation. Tang Zun swept his sharp eyes and pointed with his long arm, "You, the second one!"

It was the artist from the talent show just now, and he stood up confidently. He danced modern dance, metallic music, and dynamic dance steps. It was obvious at a glance that it was his specialty.

Tang Zun raised his eyebrows, glanced at the young man arrogantly, and said, "Only you can dance modern dance beyond the effect of Chinese martial arts." He squinted his eyes and smiled, "Ouba is too hard, next!"

Ming Jin chose the Chinese folk dance, which mainly depends on the flexibility of the body. A dance can be danced so gracefully and affectionately. As soon as the music ended, the rest area immediately burst into applause, and some actresses shouted: "Let's do another dance! "

Tang Zun waited for the hustle and bustle to end, and then everyone waited for his comment with bated breath, but he only said four words: "Good job!"