I have been a royal these years

01.

When I came to the next door, Zhu Chang had already opened the door and waited for me to go in by myself.

After entering the room, Zhu Chang took out a bottle of soda from the refrigerator: "Coke."

I didn't take it: "Quit sugar."

He put the Coke on the table and picked up the mineral water instead: "Quiet water?"

I paused and took the mineral water: "Thank you."

I sat down and sat in front of him.The deposed emperor and the real boss sat face to face, more or less, more or less, and their hearts trembled strangely.

Then we just sit around.One drinks water and the other turns over the phone.No one took the initiative to talk to anyone.Surprisingly, I didn't find the atmosphere difficult.

I am used to his character, and he is used to mine.

We are used to each other quietly and silently.

……

What a ghost to get used to, isn't it the right process?

Move out the process, brother?

I hinted at him with my eyes, but he just looked at his phone.

My face was cold, and I didn't speak first, my heart was already blowing out like a blowout.

What on earth did he call me for?Calling him to use brainwaves to communicate with him?Think my singing is ugly, tell me to shut up with twists and turns?

Not to mention, this really has Zhu Chang's style.

Zhu Chang, I can't understand this person.Other teammates will hate me more or less.But him, I don't know.

However, those who are generally capable will not like parallel imports of waste.

So I think he probably doesn't like me that much either.

But, no matter how much you don't like me, there's no need to ask me to feel embarrassed.

Just like that, I finished drinking a bottle of mineral water, and his eyes still haven't moved away from the phone.I really doubt whether he accidentally opened the super chat of the CP that he knocked on.

What should I do if I run out of water?Ask him again?

I glanced around and landed on the bottle of Coke that I rejected.

Forget it, although I have just started quitting sugar, it is not bad to drink this bottle again.

I picked up the bottle of Coke on the table and twisted the cap.

Zhu Chang stopped flipping through his phone at this moment: "I found the script he sent me."

I shook my hand, flicked the lid, and the Coke spewed out like a fountain.

He jumped up with a cry, wearing dark brown soda in his trousers.

I:"……"

Due to the lack of communication with each other, it really shouldn't have caused us to have such an idol drama-like conflict.

02.

Zhu Chang brought a pair of trousers, and thought about where to buy them later.Right now, my trousers are getting wet and I haven't bought new ones yet, so I have to be responsible, so I can only go back to my room and find my trousers to lend him.

Our personalities are really weird.

Even if there is a conflict, the resolution of the conflict is to be calm and calm to each other, without laughing, complaining or complaining.Make people speechless.

He puts on his pants, I clean off the coke stain, like it's all right, we're on track for tomorrow.

Not long after, the agent called us and asked us to go downstairs and have dinner together.

When we went downstairs, we saw the agent's car parked in front of the hotel, and we got into the agent's car together.

The manager turned his head and looked at Zhu Chang strangely: "Why are you wearing such a pair of pants that don't match?"

Zhu Chang seemed to think of something funny, so he burst out laughing suddenly, pulled up his pants and asked, "Isn't it pretty?"

Agent: "It's ugly."

Although the conversation was not aimed at me, I still felt that my taste was offended.

This pair of yellow and golden royal silk trousers, hand-embroidered with nine-clawed green dragon, is the noble prince's dragon trousers given to me by black fans.

I thought it looked pretty good, so I brought it along and lent it to Zhu Chang to wear.

The agent actually said, these prince's dragon trousers are not good-looking?

Brokers are clueless.

03.

We went to a restaurant with local specialties for dinner.We can't eat too much spicy food, and we will get acne if we eat it, which will affect our photogenic appearance.

I don't care much, anyway, if I get ugly shots, they will be disposed of for me in the later stage.

Almost all the food in this place is spicy, and it is not friendly to Zhu Chang who is not suitable for spicy food and is not very good at spicy food.He picked and picked and ate half a bowl of rice, and I finished two bowls of rice with nothing left.

The manager got up to pay the bill. Zhu Chang was obviously not satisfied with the meal, so he asked me, "I heard that there is a good bar nearby. Let's go together later?"

I was so full I was so full I wanted to burp.Not hiccupping is my self-management as an idol.

"I'm not going." Outrageous.Zhu Chang actually took the initiative to invite me to the bar?Although it was said that only the two of us came out this time, and there was no fake prince to accompany him to drink, he may have had to find someone to make do with it, but it was too much for him to ask me to accompany him.

I, Lan Shunming, vow not to be a double friend.

He asked me, "Why?"

For the sake of stinky farts, the answer to this question should be: Is there such a thing in the world where the crown prince and the foot-washing maid go to the bar to play disco?

For practical reasons, my real reason is: "No money."

Zhu Chang laughed: "If you don't have money, give me a hundred thousand?"

My hand holding the water trembled, and I looked up at him: "How do you know?"

He said: "Don't you know that you can see the account number in the background of the voting list?"

I froze.

The agent came back and asked if we could go.

Zhu Chang pulled up his hood and stood up, and said to me, "Next time I want to vote, I need to change my phone number."

Seconds later, my frozen body melted.Standing up, I was thinking about it: You peeked at the company's background data, you are finished, and the emperor is going to make a small report to expose you.