Xiaoyuji and big stars

After Shen Mingyu spent two days writing the interview draft, he went out for two more interviews on the weekend. He couldn't catch up on sleep for a few days in a row, and the dark circles under his eyes became more and more obvious, making his small face a little pale.

After arriving at the office on Monday, the editor-in-chief finished the interview task for the day, and when he looked up and saw Shen Mingyu in front of him, he was startled when he saw his listless look: "Mingyu, why is your little face so pale? rest well?"

"I've been busy with the interview since last Tuesday, and I haven't had a good night's sleep," Shen Mingyu said with a bitter face, "I'm sleepy, chief editor..."

The editor-in-chief felt a little distressed when he saw that such a young man who was usually full of vigor was now tossing around in such a sleepless state.Since Shen Mingyu was transferred to Entertainment News, he has completed every interview task well, and his progress has been rapid, and he has written good articles, which can be regarded as outstanding among the few newly transferred young people. The editor-in-chief really likes this Young man, I have always regarded him as my own son.

"Don't be overwhelmed," the editor-in-chief knew that there were too many tasks these days, he lowered his head and thought for a while, patted him on the shoulder and said, "After a few days of busy work, you can apply for annual leave and take a good rest for a few days. "

"Really? Annual leave?" Shen Mingyu's eyes lit up when he heard the annual leave, sweeping away the decadence just now.

"Really, you have been working for a full year." The editor-in-chief answered him helplessly seeing that he had regained his energy and regained his childishness.

However, it is said that I have been busy for a while, but I have actually been busy for two weeks.In the past two weeks, various film conferences, singer concerts and artist activities have followed one after another, as if they were all gathered together as if they had made an appointment, making people feel so busy.I run around every day, but I can rest while writing manuscripts.

After finally calming down, everyone in the office slowly began to idle away. Shen Mingyu then submitted the application for annual leave. After waiting for another week, the HR department finally approved 5 days of annual leave. Even the two weekends are not enough. 9 days, but it is also a small and exciting holiday.

Shen Mingyu finished the interview draft for that week, passed it on to the editor, sent it back and revised it twice, and the work matter came to an end.

He thought that he would have a 9-day long vacation starting from tomorrow, and he was so happy that he could see his teeth but not see his eyes.He didn't care about thinking about the arrangements for the past few days, so he threw himself on the bed and fell asleep without thinking about anything.I slept from eight o'clock in the evening until two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.When I opened my eyes again, I felt the world was spinning, but I didn't realize that I was at home for a moment.

He groped for the phone sleepily, held it up in front of his eyes to check the time, felt a little dissatisfied with the fact that he hadn't slept enough, closed his eyelids again, and prepared to fight Zhou Gong again.Unexpectedly, after lying down for a while, his stomach couldn't hold it anymore and clamored to prevent him from falling asleep.

Shen Mingyu put his hand on his stomach and stroked it randomly a few times as comfort, he was too lazy to move for a while, and he carried it for a while, he was really hungry, so he got up with a face of pain.He scratched the bird's nest on his head, then swayed to the bathroom with a grumpy face, washed up casually, called a takeaway downstairs, filled his stomach tastelessly, and threw himself on the bed .

I don't know if it's because I slept too much from last night to now, and now I can't fall asleep anyway.He tossed and turned on the bed for a while and didn't fall asleep. Feeling a little irritable, he simply opened his eyes completely and stared at the ceiling for a while.Then the consciousness slowly concentrated, and then there was a sense of unreality of a small holiday.

nine days?This means that you don't have to go to work tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow... Shen Mingyu muttered while wringing his fingers, thinking that this fact was quite gratifying, his eyes unconsciously bent into a crescent moon, Only the eyelashes fluttered.

Excluding today, there are still eight days... What are you going to do in these eight days?Shen Mingyu hugged the blanket and thought.Of course, he had plans in mind, otherwise he wouldn't have brightened his eyes when he heard the word "annual leave".

Before Jiang Lin left that time, he said that he could visit the class, but Shen Mingyu actually kept it in his heart.It has been almost a month since the two of them confirmed their relationship, and they have maintained their relationship through various contact tools. Occasionally, they post two photos, as if they have met each other, and it makes me feel sad to think about it.

He also wanted to run over to surprise Jiang Lin like this, but after thinking about it, he felt that doing so might cause some trouble for Jiang Lin, so he gave up the idea.

Alas——Shen Mingyu sighed for a long time, only then did he feel the hard work of falling in love with a celebrity.Since the day we parted, he has been thinking about going to visit the class, and he really looks forward to worrying about various things during the annual vacation: What if Jiang Lin happens to be very busy these days?What if the crew does not welcome to visit the set?If...Jiang Lin just comforted himself last time, but he didn't expect that he would really visit the class, so what should he do?

Alas - the more Shen Mingyu thought about it, the more entangled he became, and he felt a little bit disgusted with Moji, who was obviously not such a cautious person before, why did he think about everything after being with Jiang Lin like walking on eggshells... Forget it, let's send a text message first Let's take a look at Jiang Lin's attitude, Shen Mingyu thought.

He raised his phone and sent a text message to Jiang Lin while lying down: "I'm on my annual leave."

Jiang Lin came back very quickly, he must not be filming right now: "How many days? Any plans?"

"Jiu Tian, ​​I haven't made up my mind yet... Do you have any recommendations?" Shen Mingyu thought about it, but he didn't dare to directly propose to visit the class, so he could only adopt a roundabout tactic.

After the text message was sent, he began to regret that he sent it in a hurry.If Jiang Lin really recommends a good place for himself, is he really going there for vacation? ... God, I might as well sleep at home.Shen Mingyu covered his face with both hands, and at this moment he just wanted to chop his hands off.

Jiang Lin's text message came back very quickly, Shen Mingyu touched the phone, silently praying in his heart that Jiang Lin would not really recommend a good place to himself, turned on the phone in fear, and sat up at the moment he saw it.

"Then do you want to come to visit the class?"

Ahhhh... so easy? ?Shen Mingyu was ecstatic for a while, and couldn't believe it. He sat up and giggled for a while, and then remembered to reply to the text message: "Okay, okay, I'll book the ticket now."

Shen Mingyu threw down his phone, sat down in front of the computer, and started to check the air ticket. Regardless of the price, he booked the air ticket for the day.After finishing the order, I realized that the series of actions I just made were too fast, so that my consciousness seemed not to keep up with the actions in time.

Only then did he send another text message to Jiang Lin without confidence: "Can I book a ticket for tonight..."

Jiang Lin over there received this text message, and for some reason, he imagined Shen Mingyu jumping up and down in a hurry just now, unconsciously amused himself by relying on imagination, and replied in a good mood: "Yes."

Then he thought about it, and felt that these few words were not enough to express his current mood, and added another: "It would be best if you could appear in front of me now."

Shen Mingyu first received the previous one, "Yes." Before he had time to be happy, he received the next one. Now, his mood changed from the trembling a few minutes ago to sitting on the rocket to overjoyed.

He felt that Jiang Lin's every word could accurately scratch the most ticklish place at the tip of his heart, and just a little touch could make the living water in his heart ripple.

Shen Mingyu hummed a song, this time it was no longer a leisurely wandering, everything he did became a rush.For the first time, he felt that this small room of his own is comfortable, no matter what he does, he only needs to take three or two steps, which is perfect for his current eager mood.

After washing and drying his hair, he took a look in the mirror and slept for nearly [-] hours from [-] o'clock last night until just now. The dark circles under his eyes are gone now, and his whole body is in good spirits .He nodded to himself in the mirror, and felt that his current image was not bad.

He started to pack his luggage non-stop again, and after packing almost all the changed clothes, Shen Mingyu looked up at the wall clock, it was only four o'clock in the afternoon.

The flight at [-] o'clock, I went to the airport an hour and a half earlier, and there are still more than two hours... Did I act too fast just now, Shen Mingyu leaned on the sofa, staring at his suitcase and thinking.

He leaned on the sofa and played with his mobile phone for a while, feeling bored, turned on the TV again, and suddenly remembered the advertisement of the Andrology Hospital that night, and when his thoughts came to this point, he couldn't stop, and he recalled that night from beginning to end, The key playback of scenes began again.

Shen Mingyu put his arms on his knees and covered his face with his hands: "Don't think about it, don't think about it... shame..."

Then he wiped his face with his hands, sat up straight, and said to himself solemnly: "This time, we must behave well." After speaking, he nodded seriously, as if confirming something.

He turned off the TV, picked up his phone and checked the news for a while, then looked up at the time, only half an hour had passed.Only then did he feel that he had a real experience of the word Du Mian Ru Nian.

Sitting just like this was too slow, so he simply started doing housework to pass the time.I swept the floor, mopped it again, wiped the table, and even cleaned the computer screen carefully.After finishing everything, I looked up the time again, and there was still more than an hour.He began to feel that the house is too small does not seem good.

Standing and looking around, Shen Mingyu sighed resignedly, and stood up the suitcase: "Forget it, go to the airport and wait..."