After I left Jianghu, I was forced to become popular [Wearing Books]

When Wang Liming saw Chu Xingchen in the corner, his head jumped——

What is this all about!

What happened tonight was beyond his cognition. He even felt that his poor brain capacity was completely destroyed by today's blockbuster bombs.

Wang Liming looked at Shi Jian who was a little drunk, and looked to the right at Chu Xingchen who seemed to be looking at Shi Jian with a smile but not a smile, with a headache on his face.

There was a little pity in his eyes when he looked at Shi Jian, and he even started thinking about how to comfort Shi Jian in advance.

——The last time when Shi Jian climbed onto Chu Xingchen's bed full of confidence, it seemed that the other party had the same smiley expression before throwing Shi Jian out.

"Chu Yingdi, Shi Jian, he..."

Just when Wang Liming decided to struggle, he suddenly heard Chu Xingchen's half-smile voice: "Okay."

Wang Liming was stunned for a moment.

What did he hear? !

it is good? ? ?

Chu Xingchen agreed to Shi Jian's... invitation to move bricks? !

Wang Liming looked at Shi Jian who was leading Chu Xingchen down with a natural expression, and thought in a daze——

Rounding it up, isn't it equivalent to Shi Jian's success in climbing the bed? !

As for Mr. Wang, seeing Shi Jian's back as he went down to carry bricks in high spirits, he silently let out a sigh of relief.

No matter how good-looking Shi Jian's face was and how much it suits his appetite, he couldn't get interested in a face anymore.

He was even a little thankful that he saw Shi Jian's expressionless face splitting bricks——

He was sure that if he really wanted to do something to Shi Jian, Shi Jian... might really crush his brother with a deadpan expression.

Fortunately, Shi Jian didn't move his hands or feet.

Mr. Wang thought with some fear.

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On the other side, Chu Xingchen held Shi Jian with his slender hand, and reminded: "Don't jump out of the window."

"Oh," Shi Jian looked up at Chu Xingchen, the light shone on his head, making him look a little hairy, his peach eyes were bent towards Chu Xingchen, and he smiled cutely, "Listen to you."

"Follow." Chu Xingchen stared at Shi Jian obediently behind him, and his throat moved.

Some Shi Jian who were drunk were extraordinarily well-behaved, except for the strange behavior of splitting bricks, they just looked left and right curiously, and didn't say a word when they were drunk.

Chu Xingchen looked at Shi Jian, thoughtful.

The two of them were speechless all the way, and the elevator slowly descended. When Shi Jian looked at the different scenes in front of him, he finally couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother Chu, so you can also use magic."

Chu Xingchen:? ? ?

He looked at Shi Jian with some amusement, and the other party looked at him with wet eyes.

This kind of time... doesn't seem to be annoying.

As if by mistake, Chu Xingchen asked, "Why?"

"Scenery," Shi Jian squinted his eyes, "This kind of art of moving the universe is called magic in the scriptures."

"No matter how high the cultivation level of a martial arts student is, they can't do it..." Shi Jian murmured, his eyes sparkling, "How did Brother Chu do it, can you teach me?"

"Of course." Afraid of causing a misunderstanding, Shi Jian hastily added, "If Brother Chu is willing to teach it, he must serve tea to learn from the teacher. If Brother Chu is unwilling, I have no complaints.

"It's just," as if remembering something, Shi Jian asked Chu Xingchen with some doubts, "Wang Liming, Brother Wang is also Brother Chu's disciple?"

"Why does he know the art of moving the universe with his fundamental aptitude?"

Chu Xingchen: ...

He didn't say much, but just listened to Shi Jian's chatter. After the two finished moving the bricks, Chu Xingchen looked at Shi Jian and asked abruptly, "How long have you been learning martial arts?"

"I don't remember." Shi Jian rubbed his head and thought about it seriously, "It started as long as I can remember."

"Then why did you come to the entertainment industry?" Chu Xingchen's heart was full of turmoil, his expression was thoughtful, and he looked at the defenseless Shi Jian on the opposite side, and tried again.

"Wake up..." Shi Jian seemed to have thought of something, changed the subject, narrowed his eyes, "Why do you ask Brother Chu?"

Chu Xingchen pushed Jinsi's eyes, and smiled lightly: "Curiosity."

While Shi Jian was still looking for bricks, Chu Xingchen suddenly called out, "Shi Jian?"

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Shi Jian reacted naturally and quickly, and it didn't seem like someone else's name, Chu Xingchen pushed his eyes thoughtfully.

Maybe I was thinking too much.

He smiled at Shi Jian: "It's not there, I've looked for it."

"Oh," Shi Jian tilted his head and looked at Chu Xingchen. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't ask.

Although the finale banquet was still held in a suburban hotel, there were no bricks or rocks in the yard except for the pile of construction waste that Shi Jian had moved away. Chu Xingchen grumbled silently when he saw that Shi Jian hadn't found any bricks.

For some reason, he inexplicably thought of the cat in his family who had eaten all the cat food.

"There are no more bricks." Shi Jian tilted his head and thought about it seriously, looking at Chu Xingchen with bright eyes, "Then shall we practice boxing?"

Immediately afterwards, before Chu Xingchen could respond, Shi Jian had already crouched down, ready to start.

"Why don't you practice?" He frowned a little incomprehensibly, stretched out his hand and squeezed Chu Xingchen's hand, trying to guide, "Come on, make a fist."

Shi Jian's hand was very hot, Chu Xingchen felt the temperature of Shi Jian's palm, pursed his lips, but finally couldn't hold back Shi Jian, and clenched his hand into a fist.

"That's right," Shi Jian smiled, his eyes were like crescent moons, and then he put his arms around Chu Xingchen's waist, "Go ahead, keep your waist still, spread your legs, and squat down."

The scent of milk slowly floats to the tip of the nose.

Chu Xingchen took a deep breath and pushed Shi Jian: "You're drunk."

"I haven't." Shi Jian let go of his hand, and his tone showed a trace of dissatisfaction, and he stared at Chu Xingchen with wet peach eyes, "I'm in the rivers and lakes, but... I won't get drunk after a thousand cups."

"Forget it," Shi Jian tilted his head and thought for a while without getting a response from the person opposite, and continued to propose, "Brother Chu, do you want to watch the stars from the roof?"

Shi Jian, who was slightly drunk, had a different tone than usual, with a soft nasal voice.

Chu Xingchen looked at Shi Jian, and agreed as if he was drunk too.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Xingchen felt the smell of milk mixed with the smell of alcohol rushing towards his face, and it got into the tip of his nose uncontrollably.

Shi Jian hugged his waist, a little out of breath: "You... Relax."

Chu Xingchen couldn't help but laugh.

"Go down," he grabbed Shi Jian with his backhand, "take the stairs."

But Shi Jian didn't let go, as if he was about to win, he dragged Chu Xingchen with great effort, and borrowed his strength from the tree to get up to the roof of the second floor.

The early summer breeze blows slowly, and the sky in the suburbs is clear, with a few stars hanging faintly.

The face of the person opposite was slightly flushed, and the aroma of milk and wine on his body seemed to be still supporting him, lingering vaguely on the tip of his nose.

Under the night, Chu Xingchen felt his heart become a little soft for no reason.

"You... come here," Shi Jian waved at him, with a cute and docile expression, "Let's watch the stars."

Just when Chu Xingchen looked at Shi Jian, his throat moved slightly, and when he was about to say something, he suddenly saw that Shi Jian wrinkled his nose, his watery peach eyes showed a little bit of disgust, and his face was slightly red from alcohol. His mouth opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something to himself.

Chu Xingchen approached, until he sat down next to Shi Jian, finally heard what Shi Jian was muttering——

"You are so heavy."

……

When Shi Jian woke up the next day, he was a little dazed.

The head is also a little swollen and painful.

"What did you and Movie Emperor Chu do yesterday?" Wang Liming leaned over and asked gossip.

Shi Jian squinted his eyes and thought about it carefully, there was a tinge of red on his expressionless face.

——Yesterday, he seemed to be looking at the stars with Chu Xingchen, and then...

and then?

He seemed to... fell asleep.

"Practice martial arts, watch the stars, and sleep." Shi Jian omitted some of his vague memories, speaking concisely.

His memory seemed to be all about carrying Chu Xingchen up to the roof. Even when Shi Jian sobered up, he was a little surprised that Chu Xingchen didn't look heavy, but it took so much effort to carry him up to the roof.

Still a little sore.

Seeing Shi Jian's expression, Wang Liming was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Liming, who successfully captured the key words, showed a mysterious smile: "Needless to say, I understand, I understand."

"congratulations."

"It's not easy for you, and you've got your wish."

——This is rounded up, it is equivalent to getting married!

Wang Liming happily hummed "Mom, I'm Getting Married Today".

Shi Jian:? ? ?

"You have a good rest." Wang Liming's tone was as if his daughter was getting married, and his whole body was filled with joy, "No wonder, no wonder."

"Yesterday, the film emperor Chu sent you back." Wang Liming laughed a few times, his expression more excited than Shi Jian's, "The relationship is just different."

Shi Jian's memory of the second half is already a little fuzzy, he only remembers when he was looking at the stars... It seems that the temperature on the roof is not as cold as it used to be.

It turned out that Brother Chu sent him back.

Hearing Wang Liming's words, he couldn't help but sigh again in his heart——Brother Chu really deserves to be such a good person for being so meticulous and considerate.

"By the way, I almost forgot to mention it. Director Li called me just now. I'll show you the script. I'll go to the audition in three days." He added happily.

"Relax well and read the script carefully," Wang Liming urged, "This is a big script, and it's also the kind of award-winning one, and this time it's not a supporting role, it's the male third!!!"

Wang Liming almost blew this book into the sky: "This is Director Li's painstaking work. For this book, the screenwriter and director visited countless historians, went to countless museums, and read countless unofficial histories... before finally presenting it as so."

"The other roles are basically settled, only the male third is still undecided. You don't know what kind of luck you have. Director Wang actually recommended you to Director Li."

"How many investors want to get people in this book, this is the last round of interviews, you give me a good read on the biography of the character, this character is very lovable, if you play it well, you will definitely attract a wave of fans..."

Shi Jian listened to Wang Li's rambling, his head was a little swollen due to the cold wind blowing yesterday, he spread out the biography Wang Liming put by the bed just now with some curiosity, and there were just a few large characters in his eyes——

"Xia Ke Xing".

interesting.

Shi Jian continued to look through it with great interest, the more he read it, the more he felt something was wrong——

For some reason, this male number three, the more I read it, the more familiar I feel.

He closed the script and recalled it carefully in his mind. After suddenly realizing why he was familiar with it, he was stunned——

Why does this third man look so much like himself?

The author has something to say:

All beings in this chapter:

Wang Liming: I, the top rounding master

Shi Jian: (moved) Chu Xingchen is such a good person!

Chu Xingchen:? ? ?

Not only did my wife not remember anything, but she was also carried up to the roof by my wife... What's going on? (Vicissitudes)

Author: Probably the dignity of being a gong...was lost by your wife snoring while eating instant noodles TAT