Do you want to touch the little tail [mermaid]

Zhou Minggeng glanced at Ye Deng quickly, and said with a snort, "I was so scared to death just now, so you turned around and barked at me?"

"I'm not scared." Ye Deng turned his head away.

The revolving door of Koenigsegg opened, and Ye Deng saw a doll on the passenger seat, wearing a seat belt and facing the main driver's seat, and was placed in a supervisory posture.

"Xiaolu thinks I'm too irritable when driving, so it's not someone who let me go." Zhou Minggeng said.

"I didn't care about this, I just thought it was very creative." Ye Deng said, "Why are you explaining to me?"

Zhou Minggeng choked, and started talking nonsense: "I simply want to show off that my brother is so creative, and knows how to care about his family in details. As a brother, I am very pleased..."

"All right, all right. After all, I've been with my boyfriend. It's hard to see you. Of course, I should pay more attention." Ye Deng revealed his scar.

Zhou Minggeng was stabbed in the sore spot, tried his best to be strong and said: "It's okay, I will hug Qianqian to keep warm."

The house was clean and cold, and only money was left. The rich man started the accelerator, followed by the smooth roar of the car, and the car reversed and turned away in one go.

Rock music was playing on the stereo, which was very refreshing in the drowsy night. I felt that the next stop should not be to go home and rest, but to go racing on the elevated.

Ye Deng fell asleep to the sound of music that wished he could lift the roof of the car.

It seems that after a person is sleepy to a certain extent, no matter how noisy the environment is, he can fall asleep peacefully.

Or with Zhou Minggeng around, he can always fall asleep without any hindrance. As for the harassing illegitimate children and the relentless media, they can be blocked far, far away.

It is difficult for another person to give him this sense of security, the opportunity when he is most down, and the company when he is most difficult, so that Zhou Minggeng has the most special role.

I don't know when Zhou Minggeng found out that he was asleep, or when the stereo was turned off. Ye Deng woke up in a daze when he got downstairs.

Zhou Minggeng said: "It's just right to wake up, otherwise I have to go back to my house."

He didn't know the password of Ye Deng's house, and it was inconvenient to ask because of their relationship.

Ye Deng said: "You can guess the password."

"The day you came back?" Zhou Minggeng asked.

Ye Deng said: "No, the day we parted."

Zhou Minggeng didn't react too much, and said casually: "Oh, returning to freedom is indeed more meaningful than coming back."

He didn't go upstairs. There must be another group of paparazzi lurking here, and it's hard to tell when they go to someone's house.

Ye Deng turned on the electric fireplace in the living room after returning home, and sat quietly in front of the fireplace after taking a bath.

Because he slept in the car, he doesn't feel sleepy now. He opened the script at hand and tried to read it three times, but he couldn't successfully substitute his emotions.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, thinking, return to freedom?

This is probably the coveted ending in the nurturing relationship. Ye Deng has watched too many farces, some benefactors hold the handle and refuse to let the other party go, and some canaries are moved and sincerely abandoned.

Zhou Minggeng asked each other to get together and get away. According to Sister Liang, Ye Deng had good luck and was able to get away easily.

No one put the shackles on him again, but he didn't manage to escape.

02

When Zhou Minggeng returned home, the house was in such a mess as if he had been attacked by thugs, which made him almost think that thieves had entered.

One piece of clothes was hung here and another was thrown away, one piece of music was scattered on the left and another was stuffed in the right, and the suitcase was left unpacked after it was opened in the living room.

"The hostess raided the dormitory!" Lu Caizhen walked to the stairs with her slippers on, "Why did you come back so late today, where did you go to drink wine?"

When Zhou Minggeng looked up, he found a lump on Lu Cai's head, and he was bumping and bumping during the running schedule. He didn't want to make Xiao Yuanxu feel bad, so he went to his side to heal his injuries.

"Didn't drink, went to eat hot pot." He said, "Do you have to report for a night out?"

Lu Cai said, "With whom?"

Zhou Minggeng said, "Guess."

Lu Cai covered the gauze and pretended to be pitiful: "I can't guess, I'm in pain when I move my head now."

"The bump on your forehead is not as big as a mosquito bite." Zhou Minggeng said.

Lu Cai looked at the mirror in his hand. Although the lump was not big, he was downcast, obviously not satisfied with the image at the moment.

It would take two days for it to disappear. He sat on the steps, feeling that he hadn't maintained his family relationship for a long time, and planned to chat with his brother.

"I came here to bring you a gift." Lu Cai said.

Zhou Minggeng looked at the mess in front of him, and said: "Your wasteful manuscripts, or dirty clothes that you haven't had time to wash? It's good fortune for Xiao Yuanxu."

"I'm too tired to rush back today. I'll clean it up tomorrow. This isn't what I gave you. I'm serious!" Lu Cai said.

He mysteriously took out a piece of paper from his pocket and shook it at Zhou Minggeng: "This is the ticket for Ye Deng's birthday party."

Zhou Minggeng:?

"If you want to see Ye Deng, just make a phone call and pay for the ticket?" He was at a loss.

Lu Cai said: "Stop your straight man thinking, these are two different things!"

This was beyond Zhou Minggeng's comprehension, so he chose to shut up.

"And it's not me, it's to give you a chance to attend his birthday." Lu Cai said.

Zhou Minggeng still couldn't help being puzzled: "Why should I go to his birthday? Damn, it's really different now. In the past, he still celebrated his birthday with me alone..."

If he is willing, with some means, Ye Deng can still live with him this year.

But if I don't do this myself, if I don't mention anything else, there is no reason to catch a bird that flies out of the cage.

Lu Cai said: "The ticket is given to you. If you don't want to go, forget it. I thought you would want to peek at him."

"Am I a pervert, to peek at him when I'm full?" Zhou Minggeng's mouth twitched.

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Half a month later, the pervert who was full and empty deliberately skipped work, wore a fisherman hat, a pair of thick-rimmed glasses, wrapped a scarf around his neck twice, and silently checked the ticket to enter.

He tried to change his image, trying to blend in harmoniously with the fans, but after disguised, he was still a bit out of place.

The thick-rimmed glasses weakened his aggressiveness, and the scarf covered half of his face, but his legs were too long to be amputated, which made him stand out among the fans.

Most of the fans present were female fans, and some male fans came scattered here and there, either wearing exquisite makeup, dressed up in fancy dress, or avoiding the crowd, as if they were nerds who seldom come out.

There are a few that are not bad, but compared with Zhou Minggeng, they look mediocre.

A little boy looked back at him several times, whispering to his friend.

"It's heavenly vegetables."

"We're here to see Ye Deng, isn't it good to strike up a conversation with other boys?"

"I'm not Ye Deng's boyfriend fan! He's my son, I'll find a father for him..."

People with good looks and good figure are easy to attract attention, not to mention Zhou Minggeng's material conditions are superior, whether it is in the industry or other occasions, he is always the object of chatting up.

Zhou Minggeng has been very popular with his surroundings since he was a child, and he has long been used to this situation. These words will not make him complacent, and even narcissistic emotions will not sprout.

He glanced at the seat number on the ticket, and was eager to exchange a ticket with someone else.

"Excuse me, where are you sitting here?" Zhou Minggeng asked a girl who came alone.

The girl showed him the ticket, and said again: "Damn it, krypton gold boss? You bought a good place in front of you, you must have spent a lot of money, right?!"

In a sense, Zhou Minggeng is indeed a krypton gold boss.

His eyes flickered and he said, "Well, my younger brother bought it. He can't come because he has something to do, so... it can't be wasted."

"Hmm, that's a pity." The girl said.

Zhou Minggeng said: "Can we change it? I don't want to be too close to the stage."

This requirement is really strange. Naturally, the closer the better to come to see idols, not to mention that the front row and the corner are not the same price.

The girl didn't expect it to be her turn for such a good thing, and thought that this man was here for her younger brother, so she didn't care too much, and changed places with him readily.

Then Zhou Minggeng sat in the back, heaved a sigh of relief, thinking, this way, Ye Deng shouldn't find out, right?

At the beginning of the birthday party, the host came to warm up the scene first, and the fans responded very enthusiastically. Before Ye Deng himself appeared on the stage, when the video was played on the screen, the audience burst into cheers.

Zhou Minggeng has always been treated one-on-one. He has never seen this kind of battle with his own eyes, and it feels subversive to be caught among fans.

After all, Ye Deng's status here is not an idol. In the past, when they met, apart from going to bed, they just ate, drank and bickered together.

And the canary is always within reach, not as far away as it is now, and I haven't waited for a long time.

Afterwards, Ye Deng appeared pushing the cake, and the audience screamed for half a minute without stopping.

Zhou Minggeng saw someone pinching someone hard, and even suspected that the guy was so excited that he was on the verge of shock.

"Now we draw lucky fans to interact with each other, random lottery according to the old rules?" the host said with a smile.

Zhou Minggeng snorted when he heard the words random lottery.

The system sounds good at random, but he rationally believes that 99.999% of the numbers are pre-arranged by the computer program, and this routine is just a pretense to appease people.

After the first timeout, a sister in the front row almost jumped up.

She stood up and asked about Ye Deng's next itinerary, and sincerely expressed that she took all of Ye Deng's efforts into consideration, and hoped that he could win an award with a new movie at the end of the year.

"I bought my DSLR for you. I want to take clearer and better photos of you, so that more people will pay attention to you. Now you don't need to rely on your face to attract fans, but I will always like you!" Stand Sister said.

Ye Deng said: "Thank you, I will try my best to live up to your love."

After the second timeout, it was another fanatical fan in the front row.

The question she asked was sensitive and involved personal feelings, but Ye Deng didn't mind.

"I don't want you to fall in love, and I don't want you to talk about it after transformation." She said, "Will you remain single?"

"Why can't you? You can't talk when you're 26? I wish he could hurry up." Someone said in the audience.

"For so many people who like him, he shouldn't talk about it."

"Career is still the most important thing, but why do you bring up such a thing on this great day? Are you afraid of a fight in the field..."

Ye Deng has always been an actor. During the period, the brokerage company wanted him to form a boy group, but he rejected it, because he just wanted to act in the circle.

However, because of his beautiful appearance, he has many girlfriend fans, and this kind of thing is out of control.

Ye Deng smiled and said: "How should I answer this? I won't talk about it if the fate is not here, and Sister Liang is urging the marriage every day. If the fate is here, the whole world can't stop it."

He has never been a mild-mannered person, and this kind of answer is expected.

The subsequent questions and answers went smoothly, Zhou Minggeng felt bored, the words went in one ear and out the other, his eyes stared blankly at Ye Deng in the distance.

Watch him make a wish, watch him blow out the candles, and watch him cut the cake.

"Hey, the 30th row and the 8th seat didn't arrive?" the host asked, "It's obviously full?"

The girl in the front row regretted it too much: "Ahhhhhhhh I'm fine if I didn't change the ticket!! Can I change it back? Huh..."

After Ye Deng finished cutting the cake and put it on the plate, the host counted the numbers to see who the 8th seat was, and found a man wearing a fisherman hat who was motionless, probably distracted.

There is no one who spends money to come in for a fugue, the host couldn't laugh or cry, and asked him to call him at the same table.

"Brother, you have won the jackpot!" The person sitting on Zhou Minggeng's right elbowed him.

Zhou Minggeng was at a loss, saw the seat number displayed on the screen, and then looked at his ticket.

Zhou Minggeng: "..."

He stood up slowly, looking a bit reluctant and desolate.

"Come up, come up." The host said.

Zhou Minggeng:?

He thought in shock, this random lottery is really fucking uninformed?

Then he flinched, not understanding what they were going to do...

Will it be recognized by others?Zhou Minggeng's fingertips trembled slightly, and pretended to be calm, he pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

When he looked up again, he and Ye Deng met each other's eyes, and then his heart sank.

Anyway, Ye Deng recognized him.

The author has something to say: Ye Deng is not too troublesome to watch the excitement. Dadi repeats: Come up.