stay away from me [entertainment circle]

Jiang Jianxing was so frightened that his hands holding the quilt became stiff.

"What are you doing?" Fu Sui opened his eyes in the next second.

The fundus of the eyes was clear, and there was no trace of falling asleep.

Jiang Jianxing was immediately annoyed.

What does he care about!

Why can't I get rid of this stinky problem!

It's all bugs left over from the past.

When I was with Fu Sui, Fu Sui often didn't go back to sleep because of dancing and writing songs.

Sometimes Jiang Jianxing would sneak over to see him after evening self-study, and Fu Sui had already fallen asleep leaning against the corner of the wall.

Although there are beds in the dance studio, this person always forgets to take good care of himself when he is indulging in what he likes.

Jiang Jianxing was afraid of waking him up, so he could only secretly cover him with a quilt.

But Fu Sui is too vigilant, even if he acts lightly every time, Fu Sui can always catch him easily.

Even though his eyes were not open, he was able to hold him in his arms precisely, and asked him sleepily, "Sleep with me for a while."

Over time, it formed a stinky problem.

Jiang Jianxing loosened the quilt stiffly, "Nothing."

As long as he refuses to admit it, no one can do anything against him! !

Just as he was about to move back to his own bed, Fu Sui closed his eyes again, "Did you think I fell asleep?"

His tone was a little calm, but it was different from when he was playing games downstairs just now, with a more sense of pertinence.

Jiang Jianxing hesitated: "No, I just saw a mosquito on the quilt."

"Is it?"

There are no mosquitoes in winter, and there is no reason to find a normal one.

Fu Sui turned over, "The quilt is not covered properly, back."

"What?" Jiang Jianxing was taken aback by what he said.

Fortunately, with his back facing him, seeing his expression made him feel a lot easier.

"Didn't you just do well?" Fu Sui's voice gradually sounded sleepy.

He was also really sleepy.

I haven't felt this tired for a long time.

It turned out that being by Jiang Jianxing's side was really relaxing.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

He said he was beating mosquitoes!

Jiang Jianxing snorted, "You reach out and grab it yourself."

After he finished speaking, Fu Sui didn't make a sound for a long time.

I don't know if I heard it or not.

Jiang Jianxing stared at his back for a while.

This man was wearing a thin pajamas, compared with his fluffy pajamas, he really is a person of two seasons.

Don't be afraid to catch a cold.

After a while, Jiang Jianxing resigned himself to his fate and crawled to Fu Sui's bedside, and gently helped him pull up the quilt.

Fu Sui didn't move.

I don't know if I really fell asleep.

Jiang Jianxing didn't look any further, turned his back, and quietly put on his earphones.

The next morning, Jiang Jianxing was woken up by Ke Mingxu's knock on the door.

This sleep was surprisingly heavy, although last night he always seemed to be struggling between half asleep and half awake.

But it was also one of the rare nights when I fell asleep without drugs.

Fu Sui was no longer in the room.

He has the habit of running in the morning, the quilt on the bed is neatly folded, and even the table that Jiang Jianxing was too lazy to clean up before has been cleaned up.

"Teacher Ke, what's the matter?" Jiang Jianxing checked the time to confirm that it was Ke Mingxu's Tai Chi time, and was worried for a while.

Could it be that no one is with him, and he wants to pull himself down.

Ke Mingxu glanced behind him, seemed to guess what he was thinking, and smiled cheerfully, "Don't be afraid, I didn't ask you to practice Tai Chi, but Zhou Ling and the others are leaving, and we have to go see them off together."

"So soon?"

Jiang Jianxing knew that the temporary guest was only here to record a show, but he didn't expect the recording time to be so short.

Ke Mingxu said in dismay, "How long can it be recorded? We can leave when the content is enough. Anyway, the program group can split one day's things into several days. We estimate that we can finish the recording today."

There was no camera in the corridor, so Ke Mingxu just said it casually.

Jiang Jianxing had never been a resident variety show guest before, and he didn't know that there was such a situation, so he thought he would stay here for a few days like last time.

In this way, doesn't he just need to stay with Fu Sui for one night?

In fact, it seems nothing.

Downstairs, Meng Xiaoyin was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, she stood at the door talking to Zhou Ling.

"Remember to send me Weibo to praise me when you get back home." Meng Xiaoyin asked without even opening her eyes.

"What do you have to boast about?" Zhou Ling glanced at Yu Rong and Mu Meng who were still saying goodbye to Lan Dai and Fu Sui not far away, "These two are really..."

Meng Xiaoyin gave him a blank look: "The camera is still there, in case they don't cut it for you."

"Okay, and you said you want Brother Xiaojiang's WeChat account. I said you can't ask for it yourself?"

Speaking of this, Meng Xiaoyin became angry, and Zhou Ling asked her if she had Jiang Jianxing's WeChat account in the middle of the night last night.

Almost scared her to death.

Zhou Ling smiled, "Okay, then I'll ask him later."

Meng Xiaoyin nodded, then suddenly remembered something, glanced at Fu Sui who was approaching them, and shook her head again and again, "Forget it, let me go, I just don't have his contact information yet."

If Zhou Ling went and was bumped into by Fu Sui, probably... nothing good would happen.

While speaking, Fu Sui had already walked over.

Although Fu Sui seldom interacts with people, there is still this kind of friendliness in front of the camera.

"Have a good time." Fu Sui's eyes fell on Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling inexplicably felt a pressure.

This was the first time that Fu Sui took the initiative to talk to him, and it was not that Zhou Ling had never thought about building a good relationship with Fu Sui.

But Fu Sui seemed a bit unapproachable, especially last night, he always felt that the way Fu Sui looked at him was not quite right.

Zhou Ling rubbed his head, "Thank you, Senior Fu, I hope to have a chance to cooperate once."

Fu Sui smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit weird, Meng Xiaoyin just wanted to speak.

"Sorry, sorry, I got up late." Jiang Jianxing rushed over wrapped in a down jacket, his hair was unkempt, and his usually obedient silver hair slept messily, but he looked a little obedient.

The footsteps stopped abruptly when Fu Suinan came over.

Zhou Ling didn't notice anything, saw him coming, and immediately said: "It's just right, let's add a WeChat?"

He was so straightforward that Jiang Jianxing was stunned for a while.

Zhou Ling was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "I am a face control, do you understand?"

Meng Xiaoyin: "..."

The more you explain, the darker it seems.

Don't you see that Fu Sui's face is a bit smelly!

Jiang Jianxing naturally couldn't refuse Zhou Ling's request. He couldn't say it directly in front of the camera. He was thinking of going back to the room to get a pen and paper when he was handed a pen and paper in front of him.

It's the pen with his ice cream pen cap.

Fu Sui put one hand in his pocket, holding a pen and paper in the other with a cold expression.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

Still carry it with me.

Jiang Jianxing: "...Thank you."

Fu Sui hummed, and raised his eyelids, "Then should I be added?"

These words were obviously addressed to Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling responded.

I rely on!Does Fu Sui want to add him on WeChat?Is this red rain from the sky?

But what he charges is beautiful, not cruel.

But he dared not refute.

"Didn't it mean face control?" Fu Sui lazily explained, half-bent over to the side of Jiang Jianxing, who was blocking the camera and writing WeChat IDs, "Write mine too."

There seemed to be breath passing by his ears, Jiang Jianxing shrank his neck subconsciously: "I don't know your number..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Sui reported a series of numbers in a low voice.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

What is Fu Sui doing! ! !I'm going to die ah ah ah ah!

"Do you remember?" Fu Sui straightened up after finishing speaking.

Jiang Jianxing was left staring at the paper in a daze.

Didn't hear clearly.

Jiang Jianxing didn't dare to say.

But he vaguely heard a few numbers, which were the same as the number that Fu Sui called him last time.

After he struggled to write down the numbers of the two of them, he tentatively showed Fu Sui a look, and was relieved to see that he didn't respond.

After turning around, I found that a group of people had gathered here.

This group of resident guests happened to not add their contact information when they left last time. When Zhou Ling mentioned this, Ke Mingxu also called on everyone to join the group.

Mu Meng hooked Meng Xiaoyin's arm with a smile like a good sister, "I hope to see you again when I have the chance, everyone must come to my show as a guest."

Although he was speaking to everyone, he looked enviously at the note Jiang Jianxing handed to Zhou Ling.

Although Ke Mingxu collected everyone's numbers, he didn't ask Fu Suiyao.

Fu Sui didn't take the initiative to give it to others.

The only people in the audience who got Fu Sui's contact information were probably Jiang Jianxing and Zhou Ling.

Thinking of this, Mu Meng felt a little unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

The last time Fu Sui participated in a show hosted by her, the station specifically told her not to deliberately approach Fu Sui, so she didn't take the initiative.

Now it seems like a missed opportunity.

Noticing her gaze, Meng Xiaoyin clasped her arms tightly and leaned on her shoulders: "I hope sister Mu Meng can invite me there then!"

Ke Mingxu looked at the time after finishing everyone's numbers, "If you don't leave, I will have to prepare a lot for lunch."

Everyone reacted to what he said, and a group of people walked towards the door talking and laughing on the surface.

Jiang Jianxing didn't like this parting scene very much, so he followed behind the crowd.

It seems that every issue has to experience such a short reunion and hasty parting.

It's really a little unpleasant.

Fu Sui paused, and turned his head to look at him twice.

Turning around as if nothing had happened, and slowing down.

At this point, it's really the same as before.

In the past, Jiang Jianxing felt extremely uncomfortable every time he was on vacation, and he didn't want to be separated from his classmates and he didn't want to be separated from him.

Every time I start school, I feel very uncomfortable, and I don’t want to be separated from my family.

Even if the time spent together is short.

After seeing off a few temporary guests, the program team really came to inform them to record the final scene.

In fact, it was recording some scenes where the rest of the people were cleaning the yard and preparing lunch, which seemed a little deserted.

Obviously, I didn't feel this way in the first period.

However, there were fewer people and the atmosphere was much more relaxed.

After all, everyone and the temporary guests are not familiar with each other.

Ke Mingxu breathed a sigh of relief, "I said that I said more last night than I said in the last issue."

He was even a little helpless to complain.

Yu Rong seemed to come to him to discuss business.

Speaking of this, Ke Mingxu looked at Fu Sui, "Anyway, everyone already knows, how do you think about your song?"

Jiang Jianxing was still washing vegetables silently with Lan Dai, but he was a little distracted when he heard their chatting.

Meng Xiaoyin went back to her room to catch up on sleep, and the four of them finished today's lunch.

He and Lan Dai are in charge of washing the vegetables, while Ke Mingxu and Fu Sui are in charge of cooking.

Fu Sui looked up at the camera, "If you must, I can write another song for you."

Ke Mingxu had been asking him for this song before.

He didn't want to give it.

"...Hey, let's do it, I still like you now." Ke Mingxu also accidentally caught a glimpse of Fu Sui's new song, "Then I'll show you the book when I go back, and if you think it's okay, I'll ask your agent to discuss it. Down."

After he finished speaking, he paused, then looked back inadvertently, "Xiao Fu, does your new song have any special meaning?"

"I think the title of the song is also very good, what is it called Faith?"

Isn't that what faith is?

Fu Sui was stunned for a moment.

It took a while before he hummed.

Faith...

Fu Sui's original new song.

It should be really good for Mr. Ke to boast like this.

After lunch at noon, after recording some detailed shots, the program crew let people go.

Fu Sui had another announcement to catch up, and when the re-recording was taking place, the phone calls came one after another, and he left in a hurry.

Ke Mingxu has been preparing for a new movie recently, and he is also relatively busy. He is not as leisurely as last time, and he is also in a hurry.

"Then I'm leaving too." Meng Xiaoyin, who was left at the end, pointed to the agent's car at the gate of the courtyard, greeted Jiang Jianxing, and left with her luggage.

Jiang Jianxing waved to her.

In the empty yard, the cameras that were originally operating also stopped working.

Only the staff are cleaning the house.

Jiang Jianxing sniffed, put on his hat and went back to the room.

The car to take him back has not arrived yet, so he has to wait here.In the car, Meng Xiaoyin saw him go upstairs, and patted his manager on the shoulder, "Okay, don't look at it, I think Jiang Jianxing is pretty good, and he has a good temper."

"Where did you hear about him..."

Meng Xiaoyin didn't finish her sentence, but both she and her manager knew it well.

The broker frowned.

Speaking of this matter, the people behind Jiang Jianxing really protected him, but he didn't reveal the slightest hint of who he was.

Meng Xiaoyin thought about it.

If there is such a person, she thinks it might be Fu Sui.

But that's too much.

When Jiang Jianxing returned upstairs, he received a call from Li Hetong.

"I was notified that the recording over there is over, right?"

Jiang Jianxing packed his things and clasped his phone between his hands and hummed twice.

Li Hetong's voice suddenly became serious, "I have something to tell you. Recently, my friend over there said that someone is investigating your affairs... I'm not sure yet. Digging or something."

Jiang Jianxing paused for a moment, "Hmm...? Am I... angry? No, Brother Li, wasn't I popular before?"

Hearing his indifferent tone, Li Hetong was really annoyed and funny, "Can you focus on the important point, now is not the time to talk about it."

"Oh." Jiang Jianxing calmed down and didn't do it on purpose, "What's the matter? Will I be blocked?"

Li He was at a loss for words, "...That's not the case. My friend will try his best to do what he can, and usually he can't find out, but we have to prepare a plan."

Seeing that Li Hetong was so serious, Jiang Jianxing couldn't stop making jokes, so he was silent for two seconds, "Thank you, Brother Li."

"...It's nothing, at most..." Jiang Jianxing paused before continuing, "Being scolded by everyone, and then having no resources..."

Anyway, it's not like he hasn't experienced this kind of period.

But the ones who are most sorry should be those fans who have always loved him.

When he first stepped into this business, he thought about the consequences of falsifying personal information.

Regardless of whether it was required by the company or not, Li Hetong had always emphasized that this practice was actually protecting him.

Hearing his voice gradually weaken, Li Hetong sighed, "It's okay, and what happened back then has nothing to do with you, you have done everything you should do, besides, they are not..."

"Brother Li, the car from the program team is here, let's not talk about it, I have to go, let's talk about it when I get back." Jiang Jianxing interrupted Li Hetong at the right time.

Li Hetong: "...OK."

It was like this every time, when this topic was mentioned, Jiang Jianxing deliberately changed it.

Li Hetong still remembers that when he first met Jiang Jianxing, he squatted in the milk tea shop in the university town and busy himself. At that time, Li Hetong was actually going to try his luck, but he really didn't expect to meet the elder It looks so good.

I thought I had really met Bao.

It was only later that I found out that Jiang Jianxing was not a student.

He didn't go to school a long time ago, but he has been doing odd jobs nearby, from morning till night.

Li and Tong can meet him several times in different places.

Later, I also felt that it was fate, so I asked him if he would like to be a star.

Jiang Jianxing was kind enough to not treat him as a liar, and the first thing he said was to ask if he had a lot of money.

It seems that the whole person has lost money.

Later, after bringing him back to the company, the child hesitated, saying that his parents had hit and killed someone before.

Very short of money.

Need to compensate the other party, ask if you can advance the money.

Li Hetong was startled at the time, and even a little regretful.

Artists whose parents have stains will be ruined if they are picked out after their debut.

Fortunately, he has some contacts himself, so he went to check and found out that this is not the case.

But this kid is too stupid.

It's a little too emotional.

The car is really coming.

Jiang Jianxing tucked himself into his down jacket and started to catch up on sleep as soon as he got in the car.

Until his cell phone kept ringing, the driver in the front row couldn't help but look back at him.

Jiang Jianxing was so noisy that he took out his phone.

His red eyes were reflected on the phone screen.

-Mu Keke: Who else didn't receive the red envelope?

-Meng Xiaoyin little beauty: It seems to be Xiaojiang’s younger brother @追行迷远

-Meng Xiaoyin, little beauty: ...This WeChat name looks like my dad, and so does the profile picture

Jiang Jianxing's profile picture was a picture of a seaside landscape, and he was indeed middle-aged.

-Zhou Ling: Hahahahahaha, is he not here?

Jiang Jianxing turned over.

The group of people rushing back, including Mu Meng and Yu Rong, had already started playing red envelope solitaire.

Whoever is the biggest will send a new bag.

After Zhou Ling has been the lucky king for more than a dozen times in a row, he started to play tricks and not grab it.

-Meng Xiaoyin little beauty: @周玲大孩子, grab it quickly

-Zhou Ling: Do your fans know that you swear on WeChat?

-Mu Keke: Wait, it's gone, Xiao Jiang is here?

Jiang Jianxing looked at the shining words "Luck King": ...

Zhou Ling is so unlucky.

- Drifting away: Is it too late for me to go back now... - Yu Rong: Too late

Jiang Jianxing held back a smile and sent out a new red envelope.

Then stop grabbing.

He almost forgot that Ke Mingxu had added WeChat with him before he left, saying that it was convenient to attract people.

After he didn't snatch it, this good luck passed to Meng Xiaoyin.

Meng Xiaoyin also started playing tricks.

Then came Yu Rong, Mu Meng, Ke Mingxu...

One by one, they started playing rogues, and the number of red envelopes became less and less.

-Zhou Ling: Are you all making money for me? ? ?

Everyone started to play dead.

Jiang Jianxing looked at it for a while and couldn't stand it anymore.

-Falling away: The world is going downhill, who would have thought that the glamorous and beautiful babies would fight here for a few cents, and only the millionaires can do it!

- Gradually drifting away: [Big red envelope]

After a few seconds.

-Big beauty Meng Xiaoyin:? ?A penny per person? ? ?

- Mu Keke: Thank you local tyrant

-Yu Rong: Thank you local tyrant

-Mu Meng: Thank you local tyrant

-Zhou Ling: Can local tyrants add a WeChat account?

In seconds.

-Fu Sui: Exclusive red envelope-[Can local tyrants add a WeChat account? 】

-Zhou Ling:? ? ? ?

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