I really can't stand him crying [entertainment circle]

Zhou Mingqi didn't follow a few people on Weibo. If you click on his follow column, you can see Zong Ji's name. There is no second choice except Zong Ji who is eligible to be a roommate with him.

"Hahahaha, my favorite singer and my favorite actor have become roommates!!!"

"Wow,? The roommate looks so temperamental!"

"My roommate is an actor."

"I also want to be amu's roommate,? Is there still a chance to sign up for Jingyi now?"

After the fans commented, they went to Zong Ji's Weibo to watch, wanting to see who their idol's new roommate is.I found out that Zong Ji is good-looking and good-natured, so I followed him, and by the way, leave a message on Weibo, asking him to help take care of Zhou Mingqi. The most important thing is to supervise him not to let him eat too many snacks.

Zong Ji's fans also went to Zhou Mingqi's side, because Zong Ji basically didn't post selfies, they made a unified appeal, and hoped that Zhou Mingqi would bring Zong Ji to the camera more in the future.

The fans of the two families got along very harmoniously, because it was the more famous Zhou Mingqi who took the initiative, so his fans didn't feel that Zong Ji was just joking around.

Zong Ji, who has returned to school life, has adapted well. At noon on Saturday, the last class of this week is over, and the students who have been in school for a week flock to the school gate like wild horses.

"Would you like to go to my place to play?" Zhou Mingqi invited Zong Ji. The place he rented was not far from the school, but Zhou's mother hoped that her son could experience the life of a normal student, so she let Xing Nan set up a boarding school for him.

"Next time? My family is waiting for me for dinner." Zong Ji saw the familiar license plate from afar, said goodbye to Zhou Mingqi, and trotted over, the closer he was, the faster he ran.

The car door opened, and he almost fell into Qi Chongyan's arms.

Xiao Zhao wisely closed the partition between the driver's seat and the back seat, and Qi Chongyan firmly caught Zong Ji and took off his backpack: "Are you still used to it?"

"Get used to it." Zong Ji kissed him for a while, "The teacher and classmates are all very nice."

Zong Ji talked with Qi Chongyan on the phone every day, and there was nothing much to say. After eating out and returning home, Zong Ji lay down on the bed and took a nap. In the afternoon, he changed his clothes and went to Shengfan headquarters to sign with Yu Yang. contract.

The final price of the endorsement fee was won by Yu Yang to 400 million.

The shooting of the first promotional film is scheduled for the National Day, when Xuan Zongji, the official of the Shengfan Club, will be the spokesperson for the China region.

Zhou Zongji dragged his sore legs back to school, the old man who prescribed meat and abstained for a week was really scary, but this was the result of Qi Chongyan considering that he was going back to school to restrain himself.

If there is a holiday when you don't have to go back to school right away... Zong Ji shook his head, not daring to think about it.

Zhou Mingqi was sent to the dormitory by Xing Nan. Xing Nan was carrying a bag. When he entered the dormitory, he opened the big bag and took things out from the inside—an electronic scale. When he left, he took Zhou Mingqi's unfinished food. snack.

"It's too difficult for me." Zhou Mingqi sighed amidst Zong Ji's silent questioning, "I just gained a catty and a half, less than two catties, and my manager asked me to weigh myself every morning and evening for her to see! "

In fact, Zong Ji can roughly understand why Zhou Mingqi's manager is so strict about his weight control, because Zhou Mingqi is a person, as long as he gains weight, he will definitely gain weight first, so a little more flesh looks obvious.

Zhou Mingqi also brought a guitar. Before the holiday, he asked Zong Ji for permission to play the guitar in the dormitory, so he brought his precious guitar.

Zhou Mingqi's emotions came and went quickly, and as soon as he finished complaining, he happily picked up the guitar and wanted to sing a song for Zong Ji.

"Can you record a video for me, I'll post it on Weibo later."

Zhou Mingqi handed over his mobile phone and taught him from which angle to take the most handsome picture of him.Zong Ji learned photography from Qi Chongyan, and took a video of Zhou Mingqi that satisfied him.

amu-Zhou Mingqi: Dormitory song practice time [Video].

Atoms who watched the video praised him for his beautiful singing, while Zong Ji's fans watched his quiet Weibo and cried.

Atom is the code name for Zhou Mingqi fans, because amu is the unit of atomic mass.

"Zong Ji, your fans asked me to urge you to open." Zhou Mingqi must read the fans' comments after posting Weibo.

"But I don't have anything worth posting." Zong Ji put down his pen, he was not as versatile as Zhou Mingqi.

"Wait, wait, turn over, like you were doing your homework just now." Zhou Mingqi held up the phone, and waited for Zong Ji to turn around and press the camera button, "Okay, you can use it to post on Weibo."

There is nothing that cannot appear in the photo, so Zhou Mingqi forwarded it to Zong Ji.

Zong Ji had no choice but to post on Weibo without accompanying text.

"Thank you amu!"

"Good roommate in China!"

"I declare, amu, you will be my old iron from now on!"

Unexpectedly, asking Zhou Mingqi for help would be really useful, and Zong Ji's fans immediately felt that they had mastered the correct method of urging updates.

The teenager sitting on the chair lowered his head, and the photo showed his side face, with thick eyelashes half drooping, and slender and strong fingers holding the pen.

"Subconsciously straightened my back."

"Brother, I'm here!"

"Tie it with my brother!"

"My brother is so serious, I am touched."

Knowing that Zong Ji is studying hard and has a good relationship with his roommate, fans are relieved.They didn't expect Zong Ji to be able to post news every three days like Zhou Mingqi, once a week would be great.

After going to the classroom for evening self-study, Zong Ji took his Chinese textbook and planned to go back to the dormitory to memorize two ancient poems that he must memorize before going to bed.

"Going for a run?" Zhou Mingqi put on a headband and earphones, and was about to go to the playground. He would come back after the run and weigh himself, so it would be lighter.

"Not going today." Zong Ji was still a little unwell, but he couldn't tell Zhou Mingqi directly, so he found an excuse, "I haven't finished reciting ancient poems yet."

Zhou Mingqi had already seen from the week of getting along with him how serious he was about studying, so he went to the playground by himself without thinking too much.

Less than half a month after the start of school, Zong Ji used his spare time to recite the ancient poems he had to memorize in the first semester of the second year of high school, and began to recite ancient prose. When Zhou Mingqi went back to his vacation and asked his manager what he thought of Zong Ji, Zhou Mingqi said a lot of praise word.

Serious, friendly, hardworking, smart, good tempered...

"I want to invite him to be my concert guest." Zhou Mingqi will have a concert at the Bay Provincial Center Gymnasium next summer, and the specific list of guests has not yet been determined.

The agent wondered: "Can he sing?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard him sing before. But he sang Peking Opera in the video of the million fans appreciation ceremony, so he should have some foundation. Even if he can't, it doesn't matter, I can teach him." Zhou Mingqi rarely encountered such a A good friend, Zong Ji not only runs with him every night, but also gives him lectures and quietly shares snacks that are not easy to gain weight with him.

Zong Ji himself didn't like to eat snacks very much. He saw how pitiful Zhou Mingqi was, so he asked Yu Yang to help him find some low-calorie and delicious snacks to bring to Zhou Mingqi.

Zhou Mingqi had no experience of living in school before, so he was quite curious about it. He also found time to catch up on Zong Ji's movie, and felt that his performance in it was very good.

Inspired by Zong Ji, Zhou Mingqi wanted to add some forms of performance to this concert.

The manager knew about Zong Ji's reputation, and knew that Zong Ji was Sheng Fan's new spokesperson, so it seemed possible to invite him to be a concert guest.

"You've only known him for a month, so the relationship is so good?" Zhou Mingqi was signed into the company by his agent, and knows him very well. If Zong Ji hadn't done something that particularly moved him, Zhou Mingqi would not Appreciate him so much.

Zhou Mingqi chuckled: "This is our secret, I won't tell you."

Good boy, dare to have a secret, the manager pretended to be angry: "Weigh yourself, if you get fat, your living expenses will be halved!"

"That's my own money!" Zhou Mingqi resisted, "My money!"

"Let's talk about it after you get here." The agent supervised him to stand on the scale, and he weighed 0.2 kilograms, which was within the allowable fluctuation range.

Zhou Mingqi jumped on the weighing scale happily: "Can I invite Zong Ji to be the concert guest?"

The agent no longer spoiled his interest: "Ask his opinion first, and if it's appropriate, I'll contact his agent."

The National Day holiday lasted for seven days, Zhou Mingqi couldn't wait to go back to school, so he immediately sent Zong Ji a WeChat message.

At this time, Zong Ji was doing modeling in the studio and shooting a promotional video for Sheng Fan.

In the one-minute-long video, he had to change ten sets of clothes before and after, that is to say, he had to do ten looks. Sheng Fan also hired a male model to teach him how to walk.

Zong Ji usually has no problem with his walking posture, but he lacks the momentum to walk on the catwalk. After learning from male models for a long time, he almost forgot how to walk.

After a whole day of tossing around, he was able to shoot two sets of looks, mainly because he spent a whole morning learning how to walk.

After removing his makeup tiredly, Zong Ji leaned back on the chair to relax.

"Brother Yang, Zhou Mingqi said that he wants to invite me to be his concert guest in the Bay Area next summer vacation."

Zong Ji turned his head to look at Yu Yang, he was not sure if he would be free next summer.In case "Returning the Buddha" catches up with the release, as the leading actor, he must run promotions in China.

"I asked Zheng Yuan how the later stages of "Returning the Buddha" went." Yu Yang also knew the key point, but, "Can you sing?"

Zong Ji shook his head resolutely. He hummed at most two lines that are familiar to the public, and he has never sung a song in a serious manner.

"Zhou Mingqi said he could teach me to sing a simple song." Being a guest at a concert sounds very interesting, and Zong Jiting wanted to join in the fun.

"That's just right!" Yu Yang clapped his palms, "You can learn a song from him as a bonus for 500 million fans."

Zhou Mingqi will be able to hold a solo concert in the next year, which is enough to prove his talent in music. It is definitely no problem to invite him to the Pope.

Yu Yang didn't let him teach in vain. Zhou Mingqi likes shoes, so he gave him a pair of limited edition as tuition fee.

Although Zong Ji has not yet reached 500 million followers, it will be almost there when he learns the song well.

During the filming, Zong Ji lived in the hotel booked by Sheng Fan. After returning from the hotel, Zong Ji continued to practice his steps in front of the mirror, which can be regarded as a taste of the hard work of the models.

It took four days to finish filming the promotional video, and he was finally able to go home and have a good rest.

"I'm back!" Zong Ji threw down his suitcase and rushed into the study, lying on Qi Chongyan's back.

Qi Chongyan, who was having a video conference with Zhang Lie and the others, turned off the camera and exited the video call: "Call work early?"

"Ah, did I interrupt your work?" Zong Ji didn't notice the screen on the computer, but saw Qi Chongyan pressing the mouse.

"No." Qi Chongyan pulled Zong Ji onto his lap, "Are you tired?"

"A little bit." Zong Ji leaned on his shoulder, stretched out his hand and compared the distance between his thumb and index finger, "Just a little bit."

Qi Chongyan kissed his hair and hugged him well: "If you're tired, lean on me for a while, or do you want to go to bed?"

"Let me lean on for a while." Zong Ji didn't want to move, limp like a puddle of cats.

Qi Chongyan glanced at the mobile phone that was frantically popping up a message reminder, and pressed it to shut down before the three people could react.

Zong Ji leaned on Qi Chongyan and fell asleep on top of him. He was really tired. He had just finished the monthly exam before the holiday, and after four consecutive days of filming, his eyes turned black.

Qi Chongyan quietly let him fall asleep on his body, enjoying Zong Ji's dependence on him very much.

Zong Ji fell asleep until it was dark, and when he woke up, he was still in the same position as before. He moved a little, and Qi Chongyan suddenly frowned.

"Is your leg numb?" Zong Ji got off him, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Qi Chongyan straightened his legs and waited for the numbness to subside: "It's okay, are you still sleepy?"

"Not sleepy anymore." Zong Ji shook his head, "I'm going to take a bath."

He finished shooting at six o'clock, and it was past seven o'clock when he came back after eating. It would depend on the time, and it was already past ten o'clock.

Qi Chongyan hadn't washed it yet, so he took the pajamas behind Zong Ji: "Together."

The shower, which could have been finished in more than ten minutes, was extended to two hours because of one more person. Qi Chongyan wrapped Zong Ji in a towel and carried him to the bed.

Zhang Lie and the others saw Zong Ji's flashing face from Qi Chongyan's camera. At that time, they were so shocked that they frantically sent a message to Qi Chongyan, asking him if he had left the order, but Qi Chongyan didn't reply, so he called again shutdown.The three of them were so entangled that they didn't sleep well all night.

Because Qi Chongyan turned off the camera too quickly, they didn't see what the person looked like, but they heard Zong Ji's "I'm back" clearly.

Sure enough, it was the boy Qi Chongyan mentioned.

【Seventh brother!Seventh brother, my dear brother!You should take care of us! 】

Zheng Yuan was in the group with Aiteqi Chongyan, from night to morning, until after ten o'clock before he got a reply.

[I have caught up, and I will have the opportunity to introduce you to another day. 】

Another day?When will it change?Now they want to know the boy's name, how old he is, what he looks like, where he is from, and what he does at home.

However, Qi Chongyan said another day, no matter how much they asked, they couldn't get much information.

It was already noon when Zong Ji woke up again, and went straight to bed for breakfast.

He was so hungry that he struggled to turn over on the bed, but fell back halfway through the turn. His physical condition did not allow him to do such a big movement.

Zong Ji once again lamented that abstinent men are really scary.

Having to eat lunch on the bed, Zong Ji continued to lie down.

"Returning the Buddha" released the first version of the poster on National Day, using the one that Zong Ji took in the Potala Palace. In the solemn background, the word "returning the Buddha" is written in Sanskrit.

From the filming in May to the present, fans have finally waited for new materials.

Zong Ji clicked a thumbs up below, remembering what he promised Zhou Mingqi: "Brother Qi, can you write an autograph for me? My roommate is your fan."

"What about you?" Qi Chongyan looked at him, "Are you my fan?"

"Yes." Zong Ji admitted very simply, and shouted like netizens, "Director Qi is awesome!"

"Where is the sign?" Qi Chongyan laughed.

"There is a new notebook in the study, you can sign it there."

Qi Chongyan got up and went to the study, took a notebook, signed it and handed it to Zong Ji, watching him put it in his schoolbag: "Is the relationship with your roommate so good?"

"We are friends." Zong Ji zipped up his backpack, "He said I was an actor and asked me if I knew you. Of course I couldn't say I didn't."

Zong Ji didn't realize that Qi Chongyan was jealous, mainly because he subconsciously felt that he and Zhou Mingqi were just friends, and it was impossible for him to like Zhou Mingqi.

"You paid attention to him." Qi Chongyan believed in Zong Ji's feelings for him, but he couldn't ignore Zhou Mingqi's existence.

"Ah, because he paid attention to me." Zong Ji noticed that something was wrong with Qi Chongyan's expression, so he also smiled, "Can't you?"

"You didn't follow me." Qi Chongyan resolutely looked through Zong Ji's follow list several times, but he didn't see his name in it.

"I've followed you!" Zong Ji blurted out, and then reacted, "I followed you with my trumpet."

Zong Ji boarded the trumpet to show to Qi Chongyan, and curled his lips: "Didn't you also pay attention to me?"

"I paid attention too." Qi Chongyan looked at the only follower on Zong Ji's trumpet and was satisfied, "I followed quietly."

It was only then that Zong Ji remembered that Weibo also had a private follow function. After reading Qi Chongyan's follow page, he ordered him a private follow with a large size.

Qi Chongyan's disappearing smile returned to his face, Zong Ji also tasted a sour taste, took Qi Chongyan's hand and shook his index finger: "I like you."

What is there to worry about, after all, no one will let go first.

Returning to school on the [-]th, Zong Ji gave Zhou Mingqi the notebook signed by Qi Chongyan, and the boy who played music gave Zong Ji a tenor solo on the spot.

"Thank you!" Zhou Mingqi kept thanking him excitedly, "Then can you come to be my concert guest?"

Zhou Mingqi's concert will be at the end of August next year, and Zheng Yuan's reply to Yu Yang is that "Returning the Buddha" is expected to be scheduled for the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Zong Ji couldn't help sighing that he really had a fate with Lunar New Year's Day, and three consecutive movies were released on Lunar New Year's Day.

It is October now, and there are still more than four months before the first day of the new year.

"Yes." Zong Ji accepted Zhou Mingqi's invitation, and at the same time asked him to help teach him how to sing.

"Benefits for 500 million fans, have you decided which song you want to learn?" Zhou Mingqi agreed, "Why don't you sing the first song first and I'll listen to it?"

There were not many songs that Zong Ji could sing in their entirety. After Zhou Mingqi finished speaking, the first thought in his head was the national anthem.

The corner of Zhou Mingqi's mouth twitched, the national anthem is the national anthem.

Zong Ji sang: "How is it?"

"It's pretty good, it's not out of tune!" Thanks to Zong Ji's singing, if it was someone else, Zhou Mingqi would have interrupted him long ago.

"If you don't know which song to sing, I will help you choose a few suitable ones, and then I will teach you the one you like." A person who can only sing the national anthem, how can he count on his listening volume, Zhou Ming Qi simply helped with the song selection.

After discussing it, the two of them went to the classroom for evening self-study, because they just finished the monthly exam, everyone was more relaxed, the classroom was noisy, chatting, and rushing homework.

Zong Ji put the finished stack of weekly reports on the desktop, so that it was convenient for the class representatives to hand in the homework when they collected it.

"Zong Ji, you're here, lend me the weekly newspaper!" As if seeing a savior, He Xiaowen turned around and took Zong Ji's weekly newspaper.

"Hey, why didn't you ask me to borrow it? I finished writing it too." Zhou Mingqi looked at the weekly newspaper that he had also put on the table, and asked knowingly.

"Your accuracy rate is just finished!" He Xiaowen snatched back the ponytail that was held by Zhou Mingqi, "Don't bother me with my homework."

As borrowers who took the entrance exam together, the three of them are best friends in the class, so they speak casually.

At the beginning, Zong Ji had the highest score in the entrance examination, followed by He Xiaowen, and Zhou Mingqi had a few points lower than He Xiaowen.

"Zong Ji, what did you choose for the last multiple-choice question in mathematics?" The students in front were checking the answer, okay, four people with four options, they couldn't argue about the result, so they turned to ask Zong Ji's answer.

"A." Zong Ji's answer made the boy who asked him cheer, and he also chose A.

"The A he chose is not necessarily the right one. Why are you so happy?" Someone said something, and Zong Ji looked over. It was the boy he met in the classroom during the registration time, Du Chen.

"Why do I feel that Du Chen is always targeting you?" Zhou Mingqi also heard Du Chen's words, and whispered to Zong Ji.

"Maybe it's simply that he doesn't like me." Zong Ji looked away disinterestedly. There are so many people in the class, and he doesn't expect to be friends with anyone.

The monthly exam papers have been changed for two days, and before the final results are announced, those who are well-informed already know the rankings of many students in the class.

"Zong Ji, you got 4." He Xiaowen shared the news she heard with Zong Ji, "It's No.[-] in our class!"

"Excellent!" Zhou Mingqi gave a thumbs up, but he was not surprised. Zong Ji studied so hard, it would be strange if he didn't reach six hundred.

In the afternoon, Lao Yan pasted the report card next to the blackboard. Zong Jicai went over to look at his report after the anxious students finished reading it. After correcting the test papers of each subject, he sent them out. He didn’t look at the scores, but mainly at his own. age ranking.

In the evening Zong Ji called Qi Chongyan: "I took the 621 exam, the fourth in the class, and the No. 90 in the grade."

What Sister Lan said before is that the quality of teachers in Jingyi is inferior to that of national high schools. In the whole of Beijing, Jingyi’s teaching performance is still at the top. If you add up the arts and sciences, you can go to the two top universities in China every year. Transport forty or fifty students.

Zong Ji's Class [-] is an art and sports class, and most of the students have to take art classes while studying cultural classes.The few in front of Zong Ji, like him, are part-time students. When the third year of high school and various art universities start art exams, their time in school will be greatly reduced, and it is not certain whether they can maintain their current grades by then.

This is also the reason why their grades can be ranked in the top [-] in their age, but they are not in the top class.

"Chun'er did well in the exam, do you want any reward?"

"No reward." Zong Ji didn't call Qi Chongyan to ask for a reward, he just wanted to share his happiness with Qi Chongyan.

Zhou Mingqi knocked on the glass door, Zong Jichong nodded to him to show he understood, and then said to Qi Chongyan on the phone: "The lights are about to turn off, I'll hang up first."

Zong Ji opened the glass door between the room and the balcony, and Zhou Mingqi whispered, "Your brother really cares about you."

One phone call every night, more diligent than his mother.

"Well, do you still want to use the lights? I don't need to turn them off." The lights in the dormitory are on Zong Ji's side. Although the lights in the dormitory are automatically turned off every night, they still need to be turned off manually in order to avoid turning on automatically when the power is turned on the next day.

"Wait a minute, I've chosen your song, do you like it?"

Jingyi allows students to bring electronic equipment, Zhou Mingqi brought a laptop, he sometimes uses it to compose music when inspiration comes.

He turned the notebook to Zong Ji, and played three songs in total for Zong Ji to listen to one by one.

Needless to say, the quality of the songs that could be selected by Zhou Mingqi is good, and the lyrics are also full of positive energy. After listening to it, Zong Ji hardly hesitated: "I want to choose the second song, "Courage"."

This song is the most difficult among the three songs, and it takes more time to learn than the other two, but Zhou Mingqi is confident that he can teach Zong Ji well.

"Okay, then I'll start teaching you tomorrow." Zhou Mingqi closed his notebook and stood up from his chair.

"Tomorrow may not be possible. I asked Teacher Yan for leave. Tomorrow is my brother's birthday. I will go home at night." The lights in the dormitory turned off automatically, and Zong Ji turned on the desk lamp.

"Then it will start the day after tomorrow. You will leave after school tomorrow afternoon?"

"Yes, I won't go back to the dormitory tomorrow night, and I will go directly to the classroom the morning after tomorrow." Zong Ji is a good student, and Teacher Yan readily gave him a leave note, saying that it doesn't matter if he doesn't make it to the morning self-study tomorrow. Just go to the classroom.

After school in the afternoon, Zong Ji got into Yu Yang's car, took the gift box from him, went to pick up the cake he ordered, and then went back to the apartment.

According to the information provided by the informant Xiao Zhao, Qi Chongyan got off work on time today.Zong Ji planned to surprise Qi Chongyan and didn't tell him about asking for leave.

"Brother Qi!" Zong Ji opened the door excitedly, but found that Qi Chongyan was not at home at all.

Haven't come back yet?Zong Ji put the gift and cake on the coffee table and decided to sit and wait.

The cake exuded a sweet smell, which entered Zong Ji's nostrils one by one. He hadn't eaten dinner yet.

Zong Ji swallowed, and was about to send Zong Ji a message to test it out.

[Brother Qi, have you eaten yet? 】

Qi Chongyan is going to the appointment of Zheng Yuan and the three of them. Last year he was not in Beijing for his birthday, and he didn't let them come to Hebei. This year Zheng Yuan called him in advance. Qi Chongyan checked the date and it was not a weekend, so he agreed.

As soon as he entered the clubhouse, Zheng Yuan rushed over: "Brother Seven, are you alone?"

Zheng Yuan looked behind Qi Chongyan, trying to find the shadow of another person.

Qi Chongyan walked around him and went in: "Don't look, no one is here, and they are in school."

"Which university?" Zheng Yuan asked casually, and got the word "high school" from Qi Chongyan.

high school? ? ?Fuck? ? ? ?

Zheng Yuan's eyes widened, high school student, how old is that, seventeen or eighteen?His seventh brother is also really good at it!

Not only Zheng Yuan, but also Zhang Lie and Chen Shifeng's reactions were not much better. Chen Shifeng was so startled that he choked on alcohol, and coughed heart-piercingly while holding onto the sofa.

Qi Chongyan drove here directly after work, loosened his tie and sat down on the sofa: "Let them bring some food up."

Zheng Yuan knew that he hadn't eaten, so he had already ordered it with him, and it was delivered immediately.

After receiving Zong Ji's message, Qi Chongyan sat up straight and replied: Not yet, have you eaten yet?

【I do not have either. 】

Qi Chongyan frowned, Zong Ji dismissed get out of class at [-]:[-], it would be almost [-]:[-], how come he hasn't eaten yet.

The box opened, and the steak that Zheng Yuan ordered for Qi Chongyan arrived.

"Seventh brother, I—"

Before Zheng Yuan finished speaking, Qi Chongyan strode out in an instant, and the speed was so fast that the waiter who delivered the food was scared to hide aside.

"Brother Seven." Zheng Yuan chased him out, only to see Qi Chongyan's back disappearing at the stairs.

What's the matter, why did you leave after sitting down just now?The gifts they prepared have not been delivered yet.

"Are you at home?" Qi Chongyan called Zong Ji, the tone of the interrogative sentence was declarative.

Being guessed by Qi Chongyan, Zong Ji acquiesced, and the surprise was gone.

"I'll be back soon." Qi Chongyan closed the car door, fastened his seat belt, and stepped on the accelerator.

Qi Chongyan arrived home half an hour later, and Zong Ji stood up from the sofa: "Happy birthday!"

Qi Chongyan hugged Zong Ji forcefully: "Are you asking for leave for the teacher?"

"Please, go back to school tomorrow morning." Zong Ji withdrew from his embrace and presented him with a gift box with a bow.

Inside the gift box was a tie, Sheng Fan's new style that hadn't been released yet. He saw it when he was shooting a promotional video for Sheng Fan, and asked Yu Yang to help him find Yorke to ask for it.

"Thank you." Qi Chongyan didn't look at the tie carefully. For him, Zong Jineng's return was the best gift for him.

Neither of them ate, Qi Chongyan ordered takeaway. Before that, Zongji opened the cake and lit three candles.

In Zong Ji's birthday song, Qi Chongyan made a wish in his heart, and then blew it out in one breath.

That night, Qi Chongyan tied Zong Ji's tie on Zong Ji's body and enjoyed his gift to the fullest.

Zong Ji didn't catch up with the morning self-study, the preparatory bell for the first class rang, and he walked into the classroom a little slowly.Qi Chongyan wanted to ask him for leave today, but Zong Ji was unwilling and insisted on coming to school.

Zhou Mingqi wondered why Zong Ji looked so tired after Zong Ji's brother's birthday.

Zong Ji didn't go to the cafeteria to eat at noon, so he asked Zhou Mingqi to buy bread for him in the supermarket, and then he lay on the table to catch up on sleep.

"Did you play very late last night?" Zhou Mingqi was referring to the birthday party.

Zong Ji lowered his head and hummed vaguely.

After Qi Chongyan's birthday, Zongji took a rest all day, and went to sleep when he had time, Zhou Mingqi saw him like that and didn't mention running and learning songs.

On October 31, Shengfan’s official Weibo released a promotional video announcing the new spokesperson. Zong Ji’s posters appeared on the doors of Shengfan’s offline stores overnight.

"Oh my god, my brother is promising!!!"

"Sheng Fan's endorsement, my brother is great!"

"Sisters, hurry up and buy it! It's time to spend money for my brother!"

"Brother walks like a supermodel!""

After Shengfan's official announcement, Zong Ji's fans completely broke through the 500 million mark.

Of course, it is not uncommon for Zong Ji to be the spokesperson of Shengfan in China. There are not a few fans who hope that their own master can be elected as the spokesperson.Now Shengfan told them that the spokesperson was Zong Ji.

A person with only a few million fans, why?

"Has Sheng Fan run out of money? Please ask such a little star to be the spokesperson."

"Who is this person? I haven't even heard the name."

"Why didn't Shengfan choose XX? Compared with him, XX is obviously more qualified to be the spokesperson!"

"I think XX is better than him!"

"It feels like Sheng Fan has been pulled down."

However, no matter how much they quarreled, it couldn't conceal the fact that Shengfan's sales increased after Zong Ji became the spokesperson.

He didn't care about the bloody storm on the Internet, he was busy preparing the thank you gift for 500 million followers.

Zong Ji not only learned songs from Zhou Mingqi, but also learned guitar notation. Under Zhou Mingqi's guidance, he plucked the guitar strings and sang the lyrics of "Courage" in front of the camera of his mobile phone.

Zong Ji V: Thank you for your company. It is your support that gives me the strength to move forward [Video].

After Zhou Mingqi finished recording, he helped Zong Ji to do a simple post-production. Although the video was not a big production, Zong Ji's performance still moved many fans.

His voice is gentle, and his eyes looking directly at the camera are full of tenacity.

Zong Ji has practiced every line of lyrics and every string plucked countless times. He is not a professional singer, but the effect of singing is no worse than that of a professional singer.

Zhou Mingqi went to Zong Ji's Weibo to break the news, saying that Zong Ji could only sing the national anthem before, and this song was learned for fans, and he practiced it very seriously.

There is nothing more touching than a heartfelt gift. Zong Ji’s 500 million followers thank you gift was once again a hot search by fans. In less than half a month after breaking 500 million, Zong Ji reached 600 million The achievement of millions of fans.

Many people even couldn't help but look forward to what his ten million fans appreciation gift would be.

In December, "Returning the Buddha" finally completed all the post-production work and released the finalized poster.

Feng Zheng reserved enough funds for the promotion, and invited a famous national style singer to sing the theme song for the movie. With the trailer edited by Zheng Yuan, it quickly became popular on station b.

The popularity of "Returning the Buddha" made the main creative team greatly relieved. Who would have thought that when the filming started in July last year, "Returning the Buddha" was still a small crew that was not optimistic about it.

The special effects that cost 8000 million yuan are different, and each frame is so exquisite that it can be used as a wallpaper.

"Fuck, this special effect is amazing!"

"Finally there is someone who doesn't fool the audience with special effects for fifty cents."

"Just look at this trailer, I've already bought the movie ticket!"

"Fuck, this trailer gives me a bad feeling."

Fans who watched "The Night" still remember the heartache when Gao Sheng died. They put all their hopes on "Returning the Buddha" because of the law of the protagonist's immortality, but don't kill them!

"What should I do, I want to cry now QAQ"

"Please, don't stab me!"

The official Weibo of "Returning the Buddha" was full of howling ghosts and wolves. The direction of this trailer made them very uneasy.

However, restlessness is restlessness. Even if they know that there is a knife, they will still buy tickets for it and go to the cinema.

Zong Ji's first movie starring, they must support as brothers and sisters.

"Zong Ji, did you die or not in the end?" He Xiaowen asked Zong Ji about the plot after watching the trailer with tears in her eyes. "No, it's not about whether you died or not. I mean the character you played."

In the original novel of "Returning the Buddha", Shuji is not dead. He used his spirit to build a road to heaven and was reborn from Nirvana.

But in the movie, the ending is not so clear, Zheng Yuan gave a semi-open ending, forgive me for life or death, it all depends on the interpretation of the audience.

So Zong Ji didn't answer He Xiaowen's question directly, but just told her that she would know after watching the movie.

"Woo, I feel like I'm going to be stabbed."

The author has something to say: Chun'er: The gift is actually myself!

I lay flat, I suffered a typo, thank you old Gong for catching bugs QAQ

感谢在2021-07-18?23:41:02~2021-07-19?23:59:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 42525907? 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 42525907? 10 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!