I'm on the top of my cp [entertainment circle]

This title, like a key, opened Song Zixing's memory box that had been sealed in dust for many years.

Tan Feiyue has never said in public who his fans are. After his debut, he was asked the same question, who is your favorite star.

Because the answer was too personal, Song Zixing clearly remembered that he looked indifferent at the time, and smiled faintly at the camera: "No."

The reporter still didn't give up, and asked: "Is there no celebrity you like in the circle? Doesn't Song Zixing who brought you the first one count?"

Tan Feiyue was as still as a mountain, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth seemed to have been finely polished, without changing a single bit: "No."

He said no, he answered the previous question.As for the second question, "Isn't Song Zixing counted?", he didn't respond positively.

Whether it counts or not, only Tan Feiyue herself knows.

During that period of time, he took heart and soul to show his sincerity, and he didn't believe it was fake.

The child's eyes filled with joy when he saw him for the first time, he didn't believe it was acting.

If that can be performed, then he can really enter Hollywood.

After Xiao Chen parked the car, he turned around and saw Song Zixing frowning with displeasure on his face. He was startled: "What's the matter? Are you unhappy that I call him a rich woman?"

"..." Song Zixing put the envelope in his pocket and shook his head at him, "It's nothing."

It can't be said that I have eaten a younger brother's jealousy.

Thanks to him, Xiao Chen lived in the Garden of the Human World, and he and Song Zixing were neighbors upstairs and downstairs.

Probably never thought that there would be such a day, Xiao Chen was so excited that he danced and danced: "It's true that one person has achieved the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

Song Zixing ignored his nonsense, took out the key card from his pocket, and looked at Xiao Chen: "I only have one card."

"Oh, Brother Xu gave me a card before he left, which is exactly the same as this one." Xiao Chen also took out a card from his trouser pocket, "What kind of card is this? It's so beautiful, I thought it was a salary card."

"...the door card." Song Zixing said.

The days that followed were pleasant.

In the past few days, Cheng Yi has arranged for him to shoot the cover of a well-known fashion magazine, and several modeling Song Zixing took pictures all afternoon.When the filming was about to finish, Tan Feiyue came over.

From a distance of more than ten meters, Song Zixing saw Tan Feiyue in private clothes. Even though he was wearing a mask and hat, Song Zixing recognized him at a glance.

Although he has grown a lot taller, thanks to the three months of getting along day and night, Tan Feiyue's small movements, micro expressions and his casual footsteps are deeply engraved in Song Zixing's mind.

Tan Feiyue watched him work for nearly half an hour.

Logically speaking, the first job of a newcomer who has just debuted, as an agent, he should come and watch in case there are any accidents.But Cheng Yi probably didn't take it very seriously.

Tan Feiyue was going to join the group these few days, and the work of the studio was still waiting for him to hand over, no less than Cheng Yi's work, but he came.

Which is more important, Song Zixing sincerely felt the difference.

After the last set was taken, Song Zixing came out of the warm pool, casually shook the bangs that blocked his view, dragged his soaked robe and walked towards the photographer.

"It's in good shape." The photographer nodded at him with a smile, "Have you ever been a model before?"

Song Zixing glanced at Tan Feiyue and subconsciously shook his head: "No."

"That's pretty smart." The photographer looked at him with admiration, and after boasting, he turned to Tan Feiyue.

It's like a crossover.

Tan Feiyue waved at him.

Probably knowing his previous experience, the editor-in-chief gave him the theme of □□, wearing a moonlight robe, long hair fluttering, and very individual makeup, bold and exaggerated.

During the entire filming process of this set, Song Zixing was soaked in water. Although there was heating in the room, after soaking for two hours, he lost all sensation in his hands and feet after he came out again.

Song Zixing could barely stand in front of the photographer for a while, but he couldn't stand in front of Tan Feiyue.Feeling that his legs were weak, he immediately reached out to support Tan Feiyue's shoulder.

Tan Feiyue snatched him a hand.

Xiao Chen took two bath towels and waited by the side, and when the photographer finished speaking with him, he went up to greet him and ask for his warmth, but he just took a small step, and someone had already seized the opportunity.

"Is it cold?" Tan Feiyue took the towel from Xiao Chen's hand and wrapped him up very naturally, and asked in a low voice, "Let's take a bath first."

"It's okay." Knowing that he was waiting for him to call it a day, Song Zixing shook his head and said, "What do you want to say to me?"

After all, Xiao Chen felt sorry for him, and came over to persuade him, "Why don't you take a bath first, you've been soaking for more than two hours."

Just as Tan Feiyue was about to speak, Song Zixing smiled at him: "It's okay, I'll go after you finish."

Hearing this, Tan Feiyue didn't force her anymore, and took him into the VIP lounge, and asked Xiao Chen to wait outside the door.

"I'll join the group tomorrow, and I'll get on the plane right away." Tan Feiyue slightly lowered her head and looked at him, her voice was no longer as cold as when she communicated with him before, it was low and gentle, "Cheng Yi is currently trying to get you an audition Chance, you these days..."

Speaking of you these days, Song Zixing reckoned that he wanted to say "you should be quiet these few days", but he didn't know if he didn't want to hurt his self-esteem in front of him, so Tan Feiyue changed his words.

"...Play games with Xiao Chen at home."

"..." Song Zixing's upturned face revealed a confused expression, "Playing games?"

"I'm afraid you'll be bored." Tan Feiyue took out a new mobile phone from her pocket and handed it to him. "I've downloaded all the games for you. You can choose dozens of games."

Song Zixing took it over with a blank face, not knowing why the boss assigned him this task.

Does he look like he's not a good gamer?

He has heard that Tan Feiyue is very good at playing games.

Previously, there was a marketing account that collected the ranks of stars who played games well in the circle. Among them, it is obvious that stars who play mobile games account for more, and Tan Feiyue is one of the best.

Does Tan Feiyue feel that he is too good at playing games, so he needs to work hard to improve his score these days?

Song Zixing could only think so.

Tan Feiyue didn't know that his mental activities were so complicated, he seemed to have some concerns, and hesitated to speak.

He had never seen him show such an expression before, Song Zixing felt that it was a bit fresh, so he deliberately teased him: "Why, you can't bear me?"

Hearing him say such thick-skinned words, he could say what he wanted to say but was embarrassed to say, Tan Feiyue said: "Stop visiting Weibo recently."

Song Zixing raised his eyebrows.

Has he heard this before?

By the way, when he snatched Yang Zhihui's C position and was on the hot search, Xiao Chen also confessed to him without silver 300 taels here.

Song Zixing made a serious and obedient look: "Okay."

"Then I'm leaving." Tan Feiyue gave him one last look, "Go take a shower."

Is this over?

Song Zixing watched him open the door of the lounge in disbelief, and felt that it was an idiot for him to listen to his speech while suffering from hunger and cold——

Is this fucking gone?

Just tell him you want to join the group, give him a cell phone and you're done?

You are so tight on time, wouldn't it be over for Xiao Chen?Or do you have your account on the WeChat envelope?

Song Zixing asked behind him, "Are you catching a plane?"

Tan Feiyue stopped, turned around, and nodded to him.

"..." Song Zixing pushed him forward, "Brother, hurry up, what are you still talking about!"

The two came out of the lounge, and Xiao Chen stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.

Has their relationship evolved to the point where they can do it?

At this rate of development, wouldn't it be a matter of time before they start eating meat?

Wait a moment.

Xiao Chen rubbed his eyes, making sure that he read correctly.

Being pushed forward by Song Zixing so obediently, and still being rude to Song Zixing's words, is this the rumored Tan Feiyue who is unkind and difficult to get along with? ?

After pushing Tan Feiyue out, Song Zixing took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

The hair was sprayed with hairspray, so it was a bit troublesome to wash it, and it took a long time to remove the makeup. By the time he came out of the bathroom, it was already dark.

Xiao Chen has been waiting outside. When he saw him coming out, he immediately reported the situation to him: "Your phone has been ringing just now."

Hearing this, Song Zixing didn't even bother to blow his hair, so he walked over and turned on the phone screen.

Seeing his impatient look, Xiao Chen curled his lips, thinking that he didn't even say who it was, and he just became so anxious.

Wechat has new messages, but not from the names he wants to see.

[Zhang Yan]: Good son, Mom and Dad will celebrate your birthday in a few days

It seems to be Zhang Tianyu's father.