stay away from me [entertainment circle]

After shopping around, Jiang Jianxing bought a lot of things.

The weather is cold, and the meat can be stored for a few more days. They shoot for about a week at a time, and such a small amount should be enough for two or three days. He doesn't want to go out to buy things without sleeping every day.

I don't know what Fu Sui bought.

Jiang Jianxing held up the camera and walked towards the entrance of the market while talking to the camera: "It's really lively and warm. Don't look at the mess here. You'll know when you experience it yourself."

He walked with things in his hands and hummed, and he didn't forget to give everyone Amway, although he didn't know if the program team would cut this part.

"It would be fine if I didn't wear white shoes today." Jiang Jianxing said, looking down at his shoes and trousers with some annoyance. The white sneakers were already covered with mud and water, and there were even suspicious vegetable leaves stuck to them. The trouser legs were also dirty, and he didn't know where it got dirty. He stopped and moved the camera to his feet, "Anyway, don't wear white, and you must protect your trousers."

"Boys need to be clean outside."

I don't know if Fu Sui's cleanliness can stand it.

Jiang Jianxing curled his lips, "Okay, we're going back, I don't know if Senior Fu Sui is already waiting for me in the car, the thing is dead, I'll definitely grow new muscles by carrying it back, so I don't have to worry about it." People always say that I have less abdominal muscles than others." He thought for a while, then joked, "Why don't I apply and walk back?"

"Go back?" Fu Sui happened to hear Jiang Jianxing's words when he came over.

When he was far away, he thought that Jiang Jianxing was walking like a tortoise because he was too heavy to carry, but when he got closer, he realized that his right foot seemed a little unnatural.

Fu Sui frowned.

Jiang Jianxing was taken aback, and subconsciously denied it: "No! Don't talk nonsense!"

How could it be possible to really go back.

Fu Suiheng laughed, "Really?"

"Give me something."

Before Jiang Jianxing could answer, Fu Sui went around to his right and took the things in Jiang Jianxing's hand before Jiang Jianxing could react.

Jiang Jianxing was stunned for a while, "It's fine if you go shopping and don't buy anything, and take mine for what you're doing."

He lowered his head and glanced at Fu Sui's shoes and trousers. Sure enough, people who are obsessed with cleanliness are different from him. The shoes are clean, and there are no traces on the trouser legs. He doesn't know why he disappeared for so long.

"It will be dark when you move over slowly." Fu Sui sneered, and walked in front of him to the parking place before him.

Jiang Jianxing became angry.

Sure enough, it's better for this person to live on the screen, and it's better to hold it, it won't be so bad.

Don't hate him that much.

Jiang Jianxing looked down at his right foot, resigned himself to his fate, and tried his best to follow.

Back in the car, the driver woke up in a daze and looked at the rearview mirror, "Ms. Jiang is back. I thought it was Mr. Fu who came back."

Jiang Jianxing put the small camera into the equipment bag, tilted his head when he heard the driver's words, and asked, "Have seniors come back?"

"I've been back twice, and I can't tell that Mr. Fu is quite good at shopping."

The driver thought they were together, and Fu Sui was responsible for carrying the things back.

Jiang Jianxing said oh, and lowered his head to look at his right foot.

I was hit by a tricycle just now. It shouldn't be serious, but I was a little bit involved when I was walking.

He glanced at the car camera, and just as he was about to pretend nothing happened, a hand grabbed his ankle.

"Twisted?" Fu Suigang finished putting away his things, and opened the car door from the same side as Jiang Jianxing.

Jiang Jianxing was stunned for a moment, but Fu Sui had already let go, and looked up at him: "Sit inside."

Jiang Jianxing had no choice but to make room for him.

This way, the two sit closer together.

Seeing that they both got into the car, the driver asked without looking sideways: "Shall we go back directly now?"

Fu Sui hummed, his eyes fell on the car camera, and his eyes paused.

"Ask you."

Jiang Jianxing shrank his right foot and subconsciously moved to the side.

Fu Sui was a little serious, but also a little fierce.

He'd never been so mean to him before.

Jiang Jianxing pursed his lips, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason, but within a few seconds, he adjusted his expression and said in a normal tone, "I didn't twist it, I bumped it accidentally, it's not serious."

Fu Sui bent over, turned his head to look at him, and then reached out to touch his ankle.

Jiang Jianxing shrank his feet, and Fu Sui's hand was empty.

"It's really nothing." He said in a steady tone, with the corners of his lips curled down, looking very resistant to Fu Sui's touch.

Fu Sui was stunned for a second, then his face slowly turned cold, "As you wish."

Half a minute later, he added: "I hope you understand that the feet of a singer and dancer are as important as your life." Fu Sui turned his head and stared at Jiang Jianxing's silvery side of his head, "If you think you can figure it out yourself."

Because of this sentence, the atmosphere in the car fell to freezing point.

If you feel like you do the math.Explain that it doesn't count in his mind.

Jiang Jianxing leaned his head against the window and looked out the window. There was fog on the car window, and a simple painting could be formed by swipe his fingertips.

Jiang Jianxing remembered that when he first became a trainee, he stayed in the practice room day and night, because he was added temporarily, and he had never trained before, so he was naturally worse than the others. Not even the basic skills.

When he used to watch Fu Sui dance in Fu Sui's dance practice room, he always felt that Fu Sui danced beautifully no matter what, but he couldn't do it himself.

Almost every day I thought about giving up, but I gritted my teeth and persisted.

There is no way, people have to bow their heads to money.

He is so short of money.

At that time, Fu Sui had already become popular.

When he saw Fu Sui on stage for the first time, he understood that he and Fu Sui were not just as simple as what he had done to Fu Sui, but that the gap between the two of them had become wider and wider.

He could even just hide behind the screen and watch him.

The driver noticed that something was wrong and drove a little faster. It is not a good thing to have a dispute on the show.

Yet he couldn't say anything.

As for the two people in the back seat, one hung his head down and the camera couldn't capture any expression, and the other looked out the window with his head tilted, his side face was tense, and it was not difficult to see that his face seemed a bit ugly.

As soon as they got back to the intersection, Ke Mingxu and Meng Xiaoyin were already waiting for them with a cart.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep again this morning!" Meng Xiaoyin repeatedly apologized to Jiang Jianxing and Fu Sui. It was obvious that she came out in a hurry. A plush hat.

"It's okay." Jiang Jianxing secretly glanced at Fu Sui who was moving things silently.

Fu Sui was right.

He can't be called a singing and dancing singer, at most he can be regarded as a singing and dancing idol. Although his professional ability is poor, he has nothing to do with singing and dancing. His legs, feet and even every joint in his body are as important as his life.

He didn't have the right to think that Fu Sui was wronged when he treated him fiercely.

After all, there have long been things among them that cannot be overcome.

"I bought so much, it just so happens that it's too late to go back now." Ke Mingxu didn't notice anything wrong with the two of them at all, and stepped forward to help them move things together, he said, "I also bought an old hen? No, which one of you chose, Who will replenish the body?"

Fu Sui responded, "I just saw it."

It's not like I bought it on purpose.

Ke Mingxu smiled: "It happens that my wife wanted to drink soup before, but it's only at night, right? Xiao Jiang, do you know how to make soup?"

Jiang Jianxing made a sound, and came back to his senses, "I can't kill chickens, but I can cook chickens."

"Well, I'll do it, you two young people should kill less."

Meng Xiaoyin, who had been ignored for a long time, said weakly, "Teacher Ke, there is still me."

"Alright, alright, you three young men!"

With Ke Mingxu around, he wouldn't stand in the cold, and Meng Xiaoyin talked a lot, but Fu Sui and Jiang Jianxing were the only ones who didn't talk much. They didn't say a word until they returned to their residence.

Seeing that they had come back, Lan Dai hurriedly helped carry things together. Her eyes were sharp, and seeing Jiang Jianxing's awkward walking posture, she couldn't help but take a second look, "Xiao Jiang, is your foot injured? Why is your right foot a little lame?"

Jiang Jianxing was stunned and subconsciously glanced at Fu Sui, but Fu Sui didn't even look at him.

He hummed, "Accidentally hit by a car, Mr. Ke, can you see if I'm serious? My feet are my life."

As he spoke, he stretched out his right foot and lifted up the trouser leg.

Fu Sui glanced at him, and moved past him with his things.

What I wanted was for the two to have nothing to do with each other.

Jiang Jianxing sighed in his heart, so why on earth did he deliberately do it for him.

Ke Mingxu really squatted down and looked at it, "It's scratched a bit, and it's not swollen, so it shouldn't hurt the muscles and bones." They have seen a lot of stumbling as directors, and they can tell at a glance whether the injury is serious or not, and said He muttered again: "It's such a cold day to wear socks."

Jiang Jianxing smiled subtly, "It just hurts a little."

"It hurts, why don't you talk all the way?" Meng Xiaoyin also squatted down to look, "It's still a little swollen, Teacher Lan! Is there a medicine box here?"

She was about to get started. After all, Jiang Jianxing's ankles were more beautiful than a girl's. They were white and thin, and they were especially suitable for wearing that kind of red chain. She couldn't help but get started.

But Ke Mingxu had already dragged Jiang Jianxing to sit on the chair next to him, stopping her movement.

"Yes, there is, I'll look for it... Oh, Xiaofu brought it, disinfect the broken skin! Check if it's really swollen or hurt your muscles and bones or something! If it's serious, let the program team send it Go to the hospital and take a picture."

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

He's not that delicate.

Not allowing him to think too much, Fu Sui had already squatted down in front of him with the medicine box in hand.

Before he had time to refuse, Fu Sui lifted his trouser legs irresistibly, and Ke Mingxu was still pointing at the side: "Here, there is still bleeding, it is indeed swollen."

As he spoke, he patted Jiang Jianxing's knee: "Manly man, just say it when it hurts."

Jiang Jianxing: "."

No, Mr. Ke, you just said that there is nothing wrong.

Such a small wound will probably heal itself later.

However, in the next second, Fu Sui grabbed his ankle and began to disinfect his scratched skin.

With so many people around, Jiang Jianxing didn't dare to shrink back, so he could only let Fu Sui grab the medicine.

It was the illusion that Fu Sui seemed a little gentle when he bowed his head.

This is not good.