celebrity effect

Shao Zhixing sent a message to Xing Yang at ten o'clock in the morning, and Xing Yang didn't reply until four o'clock in the afternoon.

10:15

[Shao Zhixing: Are you up, what do you have for lunch? 】

12:00

[Shao Zhixing: Where are people? 】

16:24

[Xing Yang: Just started. 】

[Shao Zhixing: Are you hibernating? 】

【Xing Yang: I went to bed at three o'clock last night [yawn.jpg]】

[Shao Zhixing: I fell asleep at the right time, amazing. 】

[Xing Yang: I want to eat barbecue. 】

[Shao Zhixing: [Location: Dongzhimen]]

[Shao Zhixing: Come on, pick whatever you want. 】

[Xing Yang: So bold, did you sell yourself? 】

[Shao Zhixing: ...]

【Shao Zhixing: [Little Panda Fights.jpg]】

Xing Yang crouched under the quilt, squinted his eyes, and typed [Who are you squatting at Dongzhimen? 】

[Shao Zhixing: I didn't squat anyone, I just strolled. 】

[Xing Yang: No overtime work today? 】

[Shao Zhixing: No overtime pay, no overtime pay. 】

[Xing Yang: Then you go for a walk, I'll take a shower and walk with you. 】

[Shao Zhixing: Good. 】

Xing Yang got up quickly, went into the bathroom to wash and brush.He doesn't have many friends, it's hard to say that he has almost no friends. He obviously has a pleasing appearance and a honey-smeared mouth. There are a lot of people chasing him, and the number is ranked in Greenland. Friends, it's even harder.

The reason lies in Xing Yang himself. He is extremely picky about people. Interesting ones are frivolous, serious ones are boring, good-looking ones are meaningless, not good-looking... How dare you talk to him when you look like that?Where to stay cool and where to stay.

Xing Yang squeezed a puddle of shampoo into his hands, pushed it on his head, and rubbed it into foam. While rubbing it, he thought, Shao Zhixing can't speak Tianjin dialect, it's a pity, he really wants to see Shao Zhixing talk about cross talk, and the appointment is very fun.After washing off the foam all over his body and wiping off the water droplets, Xing Yang took a breath on the mirror, drew an afro-headed villain, and smiled silly.

Very childish.

Xing Yang used to play peek-a-boo with his father when he was a child. When he grew up, he recalled that every time he did hide-and-seek, it was his father who went out in the dark to see if there were any bad guys in the factory.Xing Yang got into the cabinet and waited. There was a full-length mirror embedded in the door of the cabinet. With the light in the gap, Xing Yang took a breath on the mirror and drew a crooked rabbit, so ugly that he made himself laugh.

The hair dryer dries up the mist on the mirror, and the afro-headed figure slowly disappears.Xing Yang stroked his hair. He doesn't like to use hair gel, because the hair is soft and the hair gel can't hold it in place.He simply cut his fluffy hair and put it fluffy on his head like a dark cloud.A few strands of hair hung down on the forehead, dangling a little itchy, Xing Yang found a pair of scissors, clicked, and cut a dog-gnawing mark.

The corner of Xing Yang's mouth twitched, he hurriedly put down the scissors, stared blankly at himself in the mirror, and thought about the remedy.

Unless the time is turned back, or the position is adjusted, there is no room for turning around.

Shao Zhixing stood at Dongzhimen Gate A, saw Xing Yang wearing a peaked cap from a distance, and said strangely: "The wind is so strong today, are you not afraid that the cap will be blown away?"

"...I'm afraid that my hairstyle will be messed up." Xing Yang said in a low voice.

"Who can see your hairstyle when you wear a hat?" Shao Zhixing asked.

Xing Yang pressed down on the brim of his hat, and glanced at Shao Zhixing: "Where are we going to eat?"

"There's a Northwest barbecue over there." Shao Zhixing said, "There are quite a lot of people, and I've already taken the number." He shook the ticket in his hand, "You're not driving, are you planning to drink?"

"Don't drink." Xing Yang said, "Drinking was uncomfortable yesterday, and drinking plain water today."

"About Ran Xiao, I don't think you guys took any action?" Shao Zhixing said, "There is a lot of trouble on the thousand waves."

"She doesn't want to respond." Xing Yang sneered, "Who can tell clearly about love."

"What do you think?" Shao Zhixing asked, "Ran Xiao and Liu Yuhe, who is right and who is wrong?"

"I don't know." Xing Yang said, "If you have to win or lose in a relationship, then stop talking and go boxing."

Shao Zhixing pursed his lips, his eyes were deep, reflecting the dim yellow halo of the street lamps, shining like jewels.

"Who do you think is right and who is wrong?" Xing Yang asked.

"I don't think there will be good results by forcing." Shao Zhixing said, "And love is never a temporary intention."

"You don't believe in love at first sight?" Xing Yang asked.

"I think it's illogical." Shao Zhixing said, his dark eyes staring at Xing Yang, "How can a person fall in love with another person because of his skin? If that's the case, it's not love but collection addiction."

"Guest No. 305 is dining." The waiter at the door called Shao Zhixing's restaurant number, and the two followed the waiter who led the way and sat on both sides of the wooden table by the window.

Shao Zhixing generously handed over the menu to Xing Yang: "Order whatever you want."

"I think some things are destined to end from the beginning." Xing Yang said, he propped his cheek, and fluently reported the name of the dish, "Twenty skewers of roast lamb, three skewers of toast, four skewers of lamb kidneys, two skewers Grilled leeks, a plate of grilled eggplant, a plate of enoki mushrooms in tin foil, and a casserole of tofu soup." He pushed the menu to Shao Zhixing, "Order what you like."

"Add another baked naan." Shao Zhixing said, "Do you eat spicy food?"

"Eat." Xing Yang said.

"Make it more spicy." Shao Zhixing explained, "Two cans of Coke."

The tastes of the two matched unexpectedly, Xing Yang pinched the brim of the hat with his fingers, hesitated for a moment, and didn't have the nerve to take it off.

Shao Zhixing asked in surprise: "Do you eat with a hat on?"

"What's the matter, can't you?" Xing Yang asked fiercely.

"...It seems to be sick." Shao Zhixing said.

Xing Yang turned his head and stared at the gloomy sky outside the window. The whistling wind stopped suddenly, and the branches and leaves of the street trees were silent.

"It seems to be raining." Shao Zhixing said.

The barbecue restaurant was buzzing with people and the heat was steaming. After a while, Xing Yang felt hot. He took off his hat casually, and he and Shao Zhixing were both stunned.

Shao Zhixing: "You..."

"Don't look!" Xing Yang put his hat back in a panic.

Shao Zhixing burst out laughing: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha what kind of look do you have!"

"..." Xing Yang put down his hat in a broken pot, "The hair is too long, it blocks my eyes, I overestimated my own hair cutting skills, once I cut it down...then I went to the barber shop to cut it short. "Short and bristly hair, coupled with Xing Yang's soft hair, like the fluffy lanugo of a milk cat, softened his three-dimensional and sharp facial contours, reduced the temperament of a professional elite by two points, and increased two points of a student gas.He happened to be wearing a hooded sweater, more like a college student who didn't graduate.

"Isn't it good-looking?" Xing Yang asked.

Shao Zhixing squinted his eyes and smiled, but did not answer.Very good-looking, too young, Shao Zhixing's heart softened, his palms were itchy, and he wanted to rub Xing Yang's head.

The waiter brought a plate of grilled skewers to the table, Xing Yang raised his head and took a sip of Coke, looked out the window, it was raining.

The rain was fierce, and the bean-sized raindrops crackled on the leaves and the concrete floor, suddenly covering the city with a layer of gray gauze.

Shao Zhixing took a bite of the hot mutton skewers, and remembered that he and Xing Yang also met on a gray and rainy day.

"I remember one time, I caught a fish, and it was not easy to make a fire in rainy days. I carried the fish and walked two villages." Xing Yang said, "I found a ruined temple, lit a fire with leaves, and grilled the fish."

Shao Zhixing looked at him in bewilderment: "Why are you..." Catching and grilling fish outside alone obviously does not fit Xing Yang's rumored identity as a young master.

"Experience life." Xing Yang said vaguely.

Shao Zhixing saw that Xing Yang was not telling the truth, so he simply talked about what he had experienced: "Many of my classmates have changed careers."

"Do you mean being a reporter?" Xing Yang asked.

"Yes." Shao Zhixing said, "Two days ago, my senior said he had passed the civil service exam, and asked me when he would take the exam."

Xing Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "You can go home and take the exam. I heard that civil servants in Tianjin Binhai are treated very well."

"I don't take the exam." Shao Zhixing said, "It's boring."

"At least it won't let you miss your last meal." Xing Yang said.

"How can I starve to death if I have hands and feet?" Shao Zhixing said, "I always want to leave something behind."

"You haven't squatted enough?" Xing Yang said, "Oh, by the way, how did you spend the two days in Shandong at the police station?"

"Lying down, waiting for someone to come and get me." Shao Zhixing said, "Think about life."

"What did you come up with?" Xing Yang took a sip of the vermicelli in the casserole tofu soup, "The world is not worth you."

"I'm not suitable to be a reporter." Shao Zhixing said.

The words of the two overlapped, and no one could hear who was speaking clearly.

Xing Yang raised his voice: "Are you not suitable to be a reporter?" He choked, put down the spoon and wiped his mouth, "You're just kidding."

"You are the most, the most, the most, the most, the most, the person who was born for reporters." Xing Yang said.

Shao Zhixing's cheeks were hot from Xing Yang's focused eyes, and he stumbled and said, "Um, thank you."