Pick up a general at the door of the crew

"Can you stop eating this five or six-year-old flying vinegar every day?"

Zhong Shang's fingers couldn't use any strength, so Jiang Lu naturally assumed the responsibility of driving.She pulled out a slender lady's cigarette with a little irritability, and stuck it to her lips without lighting it.Thinking of Zhong Shang's behavior before, she felt a headache.

"Expired?" For her irritability, Zhong Shang didn't seem to empathize with her. He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were completely different. If it gets worse, it's fine if you seduce him, but married Mrs. Zhong, can you tell me what is locked in the drawer beside your bed?"

Jiang Lu pursed her lips, and the cigarette held between her right fingers seemed to be out of control because of the shaking of her fingers.

"You are my wife, and there are posters of a starlet and self-made TV series clips locked in the entire drawer. What do you make me think?" Zhong Shang reached out and took the cigarette from her finger, still maintaining a smiling expression, just Staring at Jiang Lu coldly, "I want to spend my whole life with you, not just a spare tire, understand?"

"I just regard Ji Zhou as my younger brother." Jiang Lu's voice was calm as if it was all true.

Zhong Shang cut off the cigarette in the middle, lit the half of the non-filtered cigarette holder, and watched the flame flickering at his fingertips. "I have mania, but I'm not a fool, Jiang Lu."

"I love you so I married you."

Probably he didn't guess that someone with Jiang Lu's temperament would easily say the word love.

Zhong Shang was silent, and only spoke coldly after a long time: "I hope."

"But I still want to beat Ji Zhou up, or the kid next to him who looks pretty good."

……

Jiang Qi, who was trying to follow Jiang Lu at a snail's speed without losing sight of the other party, held the steering wheel with both hands obediently, but looked at the mobile phone placed in the passenger seat from time to time.

"The heartless Ji Xiaohong doesn't care about my life at all." He grieved silently and complained silently, "There are gays of the same sex who are inhumane."

The resented gay guy is sitting in a taxi with his own sex without even sneezing.

"You want to make money?" Ji Zhou looked at Wei Zhonghou suspiciously, "Why are you in such a hurry? You've only been here for a few days?"

"Aren't you running out of money?" Just now when he saw Ji Zhou handing over the two pieces of pink paper when he checked out, only two pink pieces of paper can buy a lunch.For the first time, Wei Zhonghou realized that the prices here were completely beyond his imagination. "I think I can still do some simple jobs."

"Simple?" According to legend, every taxi driver is a joker. The middle-aged driver smiled and looked at the back seat through the rearview mirror. brick?"

Ji Zhou laughed dryly and didn't take it seriously.

Even the driver who raised this opinion laughed out loud.

None of what was heard or said was taken seriously, only one person seemed to be really thinking about the possibility of doing this job.

After all, moving bricks... sounds like a simple manual job.

Wei Zhonghou, who had an idea, glanced at Ji Zhou, thought for a while, but still didn't say what he thought.

Before getting out of the car, the driver asked for Ji Zhou's signature, "My wife likes you very much, and she watches the idol drama you acted in front of the TV every day. I said that at her age, she still watches other idol dramas like other stars. She almost didn't scratch me."

"You two have such a good relationship." Ji Zhou held the packaged meal in one hand, bit off the cap of the pen with his teeth, skillfully signed his name on the printed taxi ticket, and added a sentence of wishing happiness .

"Old couples live their lives, that's all for the rest of their lives. By the way, can you sign me too?" The driver looked at Wei Zhonghou, who was a little dazed, "Well, maybe I don't pay much attention to celebrities. , but seeing that you look so good, you should be quite famous, right?"

Subconsciously, Wei Zhonghou glanced at Ji Zhou, and just when Ji Zhou was about to say something, he took out the pen from his hand, wrote his name in cursive under Ji Zhou's barely discernible signature, and handed it over.

The driver narrowed his eyes into slits, and carefully put the signature in the inside pocket of his clothes, "I think you young people are down-to-earth, and you will definitely develop better and better in the future."

"Thank you." Ji Zhou glanced at Wei Zhonghou, smiled at the driver and got out of the car with doubts.

The security guard at the gate recognized Wei Zhonghou just after passing by for a day. This time, instead of staring at Wei Zhonghou, he greeted the two with a smile, "Mr. Ji is back? By the way, if Mr. Ji If Mr. Wei wants to live permanently, I'm afraid he needs to register."

I almost forgot about it. Ji Zhou recalled the people around him who were related to the Public Security Bureau, and he calmly apologized, "His ID card is being reissued. How about this? I'll be a guarantor first. Wait for him After the ID card comes back, you can re-register.”

"This..." The security guard looked at Ji Zhou hesitantly, probably because Ji Zhou's expression was too sincere to be believed, or maybe he never thought that this big star would lie under such circumstances, so he gritted his teeth and agreed. up. "It's okay, but you must re-register after the ID card comes back."

Ji Zhou signed Wei Zhonghou's name on the registration form he handed over, and smiled.

Re-register?I'm afraid it will be at least a month away.

Get on the elevator, get off the elevator, open the door, change your shoes.

Wei Zhonghou's one-stop service made Ji Zhou give him a thumbs up when he put the barely warm food in the kitchen.Although this kind of thing is too simple, Ji Zhou feels that proper encouragement should be given.

Although Wei Zhonghou's response to him was that he didn't even look at him.

"By the way, do you want to be a star?" Ji Zhou put the food on the table, and asked tentatively, "Just signed that driver?"

"I don't want to be an actor." Wei Zhonghou subconsciously disliked things like pleasing others. Although he knew that Ji Zhou's work was different from the actors he had learned about, the content was pretty much the same. like that. "By the way, aren't you a broken sleeve? Why does that person still want you?"

"He's sick." After blurting out this sentence, Ji Zhou thought of Zhong Shang's status as a veteran, and his family members of the police department.Getting an ordinary ID should be a breeze.

However... Ji Zhou looked inexplicably at Wei Zhonghou who was going to wash his hands consciously, coughed lightly and got the other party's line of sight before he said, "Are you serious?"

"I can't die." After finishing speaking casually, Wei Zhonghou looked at Ji Zhou's expression again, sighed and added, "Don't worry, I won't be disabled either."

How did the general feel more worried after he finished speaking?

"...It will hurt for a few days at most, don't worry, I know this is a society ruled by law, and I don't know how to fight." Wei Zhonghou, who is used to freedom, feels that there are so many rules and regulations in this place, "What's wrong? I just Hit him on the knee and go to plead guilty?"

Except for the first time he met the general, he showed that kind of bloody and tough threat, the rest of the time he was more serious, but it made Ji Zhou forget that this person had really killed someone.

Especially this kind of tone with some impatience, abruptly pulled out the sense of dislocation of the times between the two people.

Sitting in front of the dining table, Ji Zhou lowered his head and took a deep breath before showing a smile, "It's not a big deal, I just think there may be some things that need Zhong Shang's help. Let's eat, or there will be a layer of red oil floating on the Sichuan dishes when they are cold." It looks like I have no appetite."

After hearing this sentence, Wei Zhonghou sat opposite him, and looked down at the packaged meal, which was not the same as the one he had eaten before, but it was enough to attract salivation even without the taste of the mouth.But inexplicably, he lost his appetite.

After poking the half-cold white rice, Wei Zhonghou couldn't help but ask, "What do you want him to do for you?"

"It's nothing." Ji Zhou held a piece of meat for him, and kept smiling, "Anyway, I don't want to ask him for help, I'll ask someone else. If you have to ask him, you don't have to rush to ask for help."

"I just hope there will be no such day." Wei Zhonghou picked up the piece of meat and ate it without disdain.

"Oh, by the way, I haven't said thank you to you yet." After the atmosphere became relaxed, Ji Zhou just thought of something to say casually, facing Wei Zhonghou's doubts, he explained, "Without you, I'm afraid I would at least lose my appearance Yes. You also said that a little actor like me is mainly looking at my face to please others? If I lose my appearance, I will live under the overpass and grab food from the homeless."

"...No need, I should stay here to help you now." After Wei Zhonghou said this sentence, he seemed to realize that he was not sincere enough, so he raised his head and looked at Ji Zhou carefully, the look in his eyes made Ji Zhou doubt himself Did rice grains get on the corner of his mouth? Just as he was about to say something, Wei Zhonghou said unexpectedly——

"You are not disfigured, and you look really good."

Ji Zhou felt that he should say something to make this sentence less ambiguous.However, after Wei Zhonghou said this, he didn't care at all and lowered his head to continue eating. On the contrary, it made Ji Zhou who had some thoughts inexplicably feel a little embarrassed.

In the end, he could only respond dryly and slowly: "...Oh."

But his eyes were fixed on Wei Zhonghou. As an ancient man, except for his appearance, his temperament was not quite similar to those he usually met, although according to the actual age of the other party, they were five or six years younger than him. age.But in front of him, Ji Zhou always subconsciously positions himself as weaker than him.

Probably because after the window period, I always feel a little inexplicably sentimental.

And a little self-indulgent.

After thinking about so many messy things, Ji Zhou didn't realize that he had eaten a lot by himself until his stomach ached.

The general was relieved, "This is a man's appetite."