stay away from me [entertainment circle]

Jiang Jianxing was woken up by a stomachache at six o'clock in the morning, and fell asleep listening to music on the sofa last night, without even taking off his makeup, when Li Hetong saw him, he wanted to babble about how he relied on his young skin What a waste.

After proficiently finding stomach medicine from the medicine cabinet, after taking a shower and doing a quick skin care, Li Hetong came to pick him up.

Jiang Jianxing changed half of his clothes, half of his waist was exposed, thin but not thick, and his four-pack abdominal muscles were faintly visible. Seeing Li Hetong coming in to put on clothes, he paused, before Li Hetong covered his face , he opened his mouth with tears in his eyes and began to make up: "Brother Li, I had a nightmare last night."

Li Hetong's eyelids twitched, and he covered his eyes and felt that nothing good happened. Sure enough, the next second, the man ran over and grabbed his wrist and shook it twice, "I didn't sleep well, Brother Li——"

Sticky and nasal.

It looks like a normal person, but acting like a baby at the beginning is not normal.

Here it is again.

Even if he knew that every time Jiang Jianxing looked like this because he got into trouble, Li Hetong still couldn't continue to be angry.

Li Hetong was so aggrieved that he waved his hands weakly and said, "Okay, okay, catch up on sleep on the way, get dressed and leave quickly."

After speaking, he turned his back and went to clean up the messy living room for him.

By the way, he figured that when the group disbanded, he would definitely have to find a life assistant for Jiang Jianxing, otherwise he would take Jiang Jianxing alone and lose his life sooner or later.

Jiang Jianxing smiled triumphantly with his back turned to him.

Today's magazine shoot was indoors, and it wasn't Jiang Jianxing's first visit. Li Hetong went out to answer the phone while putting on makeup, and when he came back, Jiang Jianxing was halfway through putting on makeup and quietly listening to the makeup artist. There was still a business-like smirk on his lips, and his back was slightly bent with one hand on his stomach.

The company was in a hurry, Li Hetong didn't observe too carefully, interrupted the makeup artist, and told Jiang Jianxing: "I have to go back to the meeting for a temporary meeting at the company, you can stay here alone, you're fine."

If the company hadn't suddenly held a meeting in a hurry, he wouldn't have left Jiang Jianxing here alone.

Jiang Jianxing raised his lower eyelids, no tiredness in his eyes, and he replied nonchalantly: "What can I do, just go if you want."

He can still be more free after leaving, and Li Hetong won't notice that he has a stomachache, otherwise he will be criticized in a while.

Li Hetong suddenly had the illusion that it was too big to stay, and he just left it there to act like a baby more than an hour ago.

When Li Hetong left, the makeup artist immediately blamed him unhappy: "Your agent is not very responsible, why didn't you have an assistant for you? I think those little idols usually have life assistants around them. I've only seen them." Those ones……"

The smile on Jiang Jianxing's lips remained unchanged. He has always been a very friendly person outside, after all, his face can deceive many people.

Responding in a low voice, Jiang Jianxing closed his eyes and said, "I'm also one of the little idols my sister has seen."

The makeup artist paused: "Huh? Hmm..." She probably realized something, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"Sister, have you ever gone to the talent market to ask? Living assistants are very expensive, more expensive than ordinary occupations. Besides, I'm just a little idol, and I can be matched with anyone at any level."

When Jiang Jianxing spoke, his tone was brisk, and he couldn't hear any extra emotions.

Just when the makeup was finished, the photographer began to urge people. He thanked the makeup artist politely, without any disrespect.

The make-up artist realized after a while, did this person just satirize her?

The magazine shooting process was stinky and long. When Jiang Jianxing came here, he had been catching up on sleep and didn't eat breakfast. Unexpectedly, the photographer had a problem with his camera and kept shooting until the afternoon, and he was not allowed to rest at noon.

His stomach, which had been empty for a long time, started to hurt again without the support of stomach medicine. When the last group was filmed, fine sweat broke out on his forehead in the cold weather.

The photographer only thought that he couldn't support the high-intensity work, and even though he was satisfied with his hard photos, he was a little displeased. He asked the makeup artist to touch up his makeup several times, and got powder in his eyes twice, which made the photographer very angry. Swear.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, as soon as the filming ended, the staff dispersed in twos and threes. Jiang Jianxing couldn't even find anyone to say goodbye, and no one cared about him at all.

It just so happened that he was too lazy to deal with it.

Finding the bathroom based on his memory, Jiang Jianxing washed his face with cold water to wake him up, and called Li Hetong to pick him up.

Did not get through.

After failing to get through for the second time, Jiang Jianxing impatiently clutched his stomach and kicked down the sink, looking up at himself pale in the glasses.

Whether to squat in the bathroom and wait for Li Hetong to pick him up and then be scolded to death can live a little longer, or run out and stop the car by himself is less dangerous, Jiang Jianxing thought for a while, and his first thought was that he would never eat ice cream at night again. If you want to blame it, you can blame that bastard Fu Sui, who made him feel sick on an empty stomach now.

At the same time, in the corridor outside the door, Wu Huai followed Fu to report the itinerary: "There is a party tonight, I have to go back and change clothes, and I just have something to eat when I go back, I guess there is no such scene to eat at night thing."

"Don't worry, the matter just now has been dealt with by others, and the host is probably your fan."

Fu Suili responded lightly with his cuffs. Today he has a magazine interview. From noon to now, the host is really not professional enough. He asked some questions that were not within the scope of their preparations, and even faintly suspected of prying into privacy. Fu Sui could bear it. It's good that he didn't lose his temper, but his face was not pretty. When he walked to the door of the bathroom, Fu Sui stopped, "Wait here for me, wash your hands."

Before leaving, he shook hands with the host.

Wu Huai knew that he had some cleanliness, and was about to nod when he heard the sound of water flowing inside. It seemed that someone was about to remind Fu Sui, but Fu Sui had already opened the door and entered.

Jiang Jianxing's face, hair, and collar that hadn't completely removed his make-up were all wet. He looked really embarrassed at this moment. When he heard someone open the door, he subconsciously raised his head. He was afraid that some staff member or someone would be caught seeing his appearance take a photo of.

However, the other figure that appeared in the mirror was the man he had scolded the bastard several times in his heart just now.

I can't remember how long I haven't seen Fu Sui.

Seeing Fu Sui from a close distance is a little more impactful than him in the camera. Compared with Jiang Jianxing, Fu Sui's facial features are more three-dimensional and his outline is deeper. Most of the time, Fu Sui doesn't have a smile on his face, including Now, just standing there gives people a sense of distance and a different temperament from others. After all, Fu Sui is so popular, and there is always a wall with a little idol like him.

Forcibly swallowing the "rely" that was about to be blurted out, Jiang Jianxing quickly lowered his head and pretended to be blind with his bloodless face.

Although it seemed stupid to pretend to be blind at this time, he really didn't want to see Fu Sui or talk to him.

But the person standing behind him didn't move, not knowing what he was doing.

I was going crazy, my limbs gradually became stiff, and I could even feel the sight on my back. It was obvious that the wind from the skylight was pouring straight into the bathroom in winter, but I felt that the air was becoming stuffy.

I don't know how many seconds passed, but before Jiang Jianxing's hands were about to lose consciousness from the cold water, Fu Sui finally said, "Can I wash my hands?"

His tone was as cold as a stranger he had never met.

Jiang Jianxing realized what he said.

There is only one sink in such a small bathroom, and he has occupied this sink for an unknown how long. Fortunately, he just thought that Fu Sui was standing behind him to catch up with him.

He is so self-indulgent.

Hastily pulled out a piece of paper from the side to wipe off the dripping water on his face, Jiang Jianxing's raised face looked extremely fragile, even the corners of his eyes were red, Fu Sui could think of it even without looking at him. His expression at this moment is probably disgusted and disgusted. He felt the same as himself half a minute ago that he didn't read the almanac when he went out today.

When Jiang Jianxing went out with his head down and wiped himself, he could smell the faint scent of perfume on Fu Sui, like the cold pine scent, it didn't smell good at all, it was too cold.

Fu Sui didn't like perfume at all before.

Outside the door, Wu Huai listened to the commotion inside and didn't go in. Anyway, he just washed his hands. If something happened, Fu Sui would definitely call him.

But he didn't expect that the person who came out after a while would be Jiang Jianxing who he used to tease yesterday. The real person is more beautiful than the photo but not feminine. He can control even silver-white hair. No wonder she got the title of "Vase" because of her looks.

Wu Huai glanced at him for a while, and just as he was about to look away, the other party noticed that he tilted his head and gave him a shallow commercial smirk, and then walked quickly past him.

Depend on.

But Wu Huai still blushed instantly.

When Fu Sui came out, the heat on Wu Huai's face hadn't dissipated, and the beauty felt different when he saw the beauty up close. He told this to Fu Sui as a joke, "The real person is really good-looking. Your face is hot right now."

Fu Sui raised his head and glanced in the direction where Jiang Jianxing was leaving. He paused as he slowly wiped the water off his hands, moved his eyelids, and asked calmly, "Is it pretty?"

Wu Huai was still thinking about it. After all, who doesn't love beautiful people, even the same sex has the right to appreciate them. He nodded in response, fearing that Fu Suizhen would be angry, and added: "That's not as handsome as Suige."

As soon as the flattery was finished, Fu Sui didn't know if he listened or not, he smiled lightly, stared at the empty place and said with deep meaning: "It was more beautiful before."

Also better behaved.

Fu Sui's eyes dimmed.

Wu Huai: "Yes... huh?"

Is this... talking about himself or who?

Brother Sui knew each other before?

Wu Huai scratched his head.