Pick up a general at the door of the crew

"You said..." Ji Zhou just came out of the bathroom, brushed his hair, and watched Wei Zhonghou sitting on the bed, frowning and rubbing his head. "Drank too much?"

"Not really." Wei Zhonghou put his arms around Ji Zhou's waist, his voice was muffled, "Your brother always drinks me alcohol, and he drank rather quickly, making me a little dizzy."

Ji Zhou rubbed his hair carelessly, he knew that Wei Zhonghou would become very clingy every time he drank, "Do you think my brother will go back with me?"

"No." Wei Zhonghou replied almost without hesitation, which made Ji Zhou stunned for a moment.

He pushed back Wei Zhonghou's head buried on his waist: "Why?"

"Because he is not only your brother, but also a husband and father." Wei Zhonghou looked up at him, "He can't be with you forever, but he is the pillar of his wife and children. responsibility."

As he said that, he buried his head in Ji Zhou's arms again, "It's like you can't be with your brother forever, but we can be together forever."

Ji Zhou looked at the top of Wei Zhonghou's head, sighed softly, and rubbed his hair, "I suddenly feel that my brother has grown up today. Before, he didn't drink at all, it was only about one glass, but now he is smoother. A lot. It’s like the child you’ve always wanted to spoil until you grow up, and suddenly one day doesn’t need you anymore.”

"You just need to pet me." Wei Zhonghou kissed Ji Zhou directly on the waist, "I don't understand anything, so I'm very pampered."

Ji Zhou tugged at his hair amusedly: "You still don't understand anything? I don't think there is anything you don't understand."

Similar to what Wei Zhonghou said, Ji Hai came over early in the morning to deliver breakfast, and then tactfully rejected Ji Zhou's suggestion.

"Zhou Yuan's situation is not stable right now. She suddenly went to another place without anyone by her side. I'm afraid that something will happen to her alone." Although Ji Hai drank too much yesterday, he still remembered Ji Zhou. Ask about his affairs, "Anyway, this year, I think it's better not to go too far. I can barely make enough money now, and I will go there when Ji Jia is going to school. Brother, you won't ignore us then, will you?" ?”

"If you're sure, I won't say anything." Ji Zhou patted his forehead, "If you have anything to say, remember to talk to brother, you don't feel sorry for yourself, I still feel sorry for my siblings."

"I got it, brother." Ji Hai rubbed his head on Ji Zhou's hand, turned his head and saw Wei Zhonghou who had just finished washing, and frowned, "That one over there, eat."

"It's not big or small." Wei Zhonghou flicked his forehead with his index finger bent, "Brother."

Ji Hai smirked at him: "Hehe."

Ji Zhou didn't stay here for long, Song Yan had already called several times to urge him to go back, although he felt that this person probably was urging Song Ye.During the few days Song Ye stayed here, he had already developed a revolutionary friendship with Ji Jia, and when he left, he still held Ji Jia tightly.

"Brother is leaving? Can you miss brother?" Song Ye bought Ji Jia a scarf, an adult version, bright red, which can surround Ji Jia and tie a bow on the way.

"The seniority is bad." Zhou Yan raised his hand and slapped Song Ye on the shoulder, "Nephew."

"I'm young." Song Ye kissed Ji Jia's little nose, and put him in Zhou Yan's arms, "Isn't it? Brother Ji Jia?"

Ji Jia turned her head and rubbed her nose on Zhou Yan's clothes, and gave Song Ye a perfect answer with her butt.

"You like children so much, why don't you give birth to one yourself?" Ji Hai stretched out a finger, and Ji Jia held it with his whole chubby hand.

Song Ye touched the layer of soft hair on Ji Jia's head, and said with a sigh: "If I can give birth to me, I will give birth to a football team."

"The ideal is quite great." Ji Zhou said with a smile when he was ready, "I'm leaving, I will come back to see you when I have time."

"You have to come and see me, brother." Ji Hai gave him a hug.

Ji Zhou patted him on the back: "Stay well at home with your wife and children, don't run around."

"Big--" Ji Jia stuck out his head from his aunt's arms as soon as he saw Ji Zhou, and his father's hands were gone, and he stretched out two fat paws, and his calves kicked everywhere.This look no longer looks like begging for a hug, Ji Zhou was worried that this brat would turn into a rocket and hit him if he let go, "Big, big, big——"

"Xiaojia seems to really like uncle." Zhou Yuan smiled and shook Ji Jia's hand, "Good boy, say goodbye to uncle."

Ji Zhou half bent down and waved to Ji Jia: "Goodbye, Ji Jia."

……

Song Yan's office is on the seventh floor of ???, but Song Yan said he would meet them at the door.

The security guards guarding the ??? haven't changed, they are still the two big black brothers, but these two people have wrapped themselves up tightly now.When I saw them, someone probably notified them, but they didn't stop them.

"I have two advertising contracts in my hand." Song Yan stepped directly into the topic after seeing the person, "But these two advertisements are very competitive now, and Wei Zhonghou only has half a day to practice camera sense."

Because Wei Zhonghou has not revealed his identity to the outside world, naturally there cannot be any big-name advertisements to invite him.

"Both are clothing brands, one is casual and the other is high-end suits." Song Yan walked out of the elevator quickly, opened the door of his office, and handed the documents on the table to Ji Zhou, "The one with the high-end suits in front of the camera The performance should be simpler, and I can have greater confidence in this, but the customers of this brand belong to the gold-collar level, and the popularity among the public is a little bit lower, and the effect on quickly opening up Wei Zhonghou's market may not be better than casual style. "

"I have dealt with these two brands before, so I have introduced you two as a relationship." Song Yan gestured for Song Ye to pour him a glass of water. Zhonghou entered the international market directly from the very beginning, after all, his first movie was the male lead directed by Saipan, this starting point is too high, but it is an advantage.”

Ji Zhou nodded, Song Yan's thoughts coincided with his.

Wei Zhonghou on the side couldn't get in the way, so he looked around Song Yan's office from left to right. With such a big heart, Song Yan didn't know whether to sigh or feel relieved.

"If there's nothing else to do, you should prepare now. I'll practice camera sense in the acting classroom on the fourth floor at [-]:[-] p.m. I specially invited a teacher." Song Yan looked at Ji Zhou, "I remember Ji Zhou, you shouldn't be a model either. Born?"

"No." Ji Zhou shrugged his shoulders, "I can count the commercials I shot on one hand."

"Then it seems that I plan to let each of you take one of them. It's really a bit wishful thinking." Although Song Yan said so, his expression didn't change. Song Ye next to Ji Zhou said, "Song Ye, follow me too. It's a hundred times better than your teacher in Haoqing's novice training camp."

With his back turned to him, Song Ye took a deep breath and lazily said with a drawn out voice, "Oh, I see..."

But after actually seeing the teacher Song Yan invited, Song Ye widened his eyes and looked at that appearance as if he was going to kneel directly.

"My God, my God, my God!" Song Ye used three interjections before Song Yan opened his mouth to express his admiration so much that he wanted to hug his thigh.

"Teacher Ai Ou." Song Yan said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Teacher Ai Ou is over half a hundred years old, his hair is silvery white, and there are fine wrinkles around the corners of his eyes.He was wearing a British-style blue suit, holding a brown pure wooden crutch in his hand, but his back was straight.When he saw the three of them, he showed a kind smile, as if they were the grandfather next door.

... 10 minutes passed.

Ji Zhou: I want to go home.

He is not a model himself, and most of his acting experience was gained when he was on the set before. Suddenly he was asked to be a model. Just this afternoon's chest and head up was enough for him to go back home with back pain and unable to stand up.

Teacher Ai Ou had probably been specially requested by Song Yan before, mainly to train Wei Zhonghou, but this afternoon even the former professional Song Ye was so sore that he couldn't stand up, Wei Zhonghou didn't move at all.

"Soldier?" Teacher Ai Ou pushed Wei Zhonghou's calf with his crutches, but even so, his standing posture did not change, and his breathing did not even have the slightest disorder.

Sitting on the floor with his head up and panting, Ji Zhou replied: "Not really."

"Good foundation." Teacher Ai Ou didn't care much about the answer, "If you train well, you can have a place on the runway. It's a pity, I heard he is an actor?"

He was asking about Ji Zhou, and after these few hours of contact, he had almost figured out Wei Zhonghou's unwillingness to speak, and at the same time knew that the relationship between Ji Zhou and Wei Zhonghou was unusual.

"Almost." Ji Zhou's answer was hit by teacher Ai Ou on the shoulder with a cane.

"Not really, almost, why can't you say a certain word out of your mouth?"

Ji Zhou took advantage of the situation and lay down on the ground: "It hurts."

Song Ye, who was sitting on the side, was stunned by Ji Zhou's performance. After seeing the smile on Teacher Ai Ou's face, this expression became even more frightening.

"Teacher Ai Ou is 57 years old this year. He lost his wife in his early years, and one of his sons died of illness. Although he is not a supermodel godfather in the fashion circle, he is the most respected person in the circle, and he is very talkative. Someone invited him If you want to help, he probably won't refuse."

According to what Song Ye said quietly in his ear, Ji Zhou can basically be sure that Teacher Ai Ou is a relatively lonely little old man in essence. Teacher Ai Ou is in a state of making jokes.It is basically certain that this teacher Ai Ou is not disgusted with his familiar and childish state, and even likes Ji Zhou's closeness.

After it got dark, Teacher Ai Ou's name for Ji Zhou had also become "bratty boy".

Ji Zhou went up to him and beat him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Teacher Ai Ou, you've worked hard, do you want to eat?"

Song Ye quietly walked to Wei Zhonghou's side: "Well, Brother Wei, I feel like a father-son love drama is in front of me."

Wei Zhonghou wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel: "Otherwise, do you still expect Ji Zhou to treat you like this?"

"what?"

He put the towel on Song Ye's shoulder, "Do you dare to let him beat your back?"

Song Ye felt a little weak in his legs.