Strange honey water and Y month [short story collection]

Driver: "You ordered a ride instead of a private car, so I can't stay in a hotel?"

Fu Wenchou thought about it, and it seemed to be such a reason.

However, the three of them got into the elevator together and went up to the reception room on the top floor.

Fu Wenchou: "You live in the reception room?"

"Can't I go to the attic to go to the bathroom?"

As the driver said, he was isolated by the security guards who arrived until no one was seen.

Today, Fu Wenchou came here mainly to sign a contract. I don't know which nerve of Sister Cat is wrong, and I took him to this large-scale fantasy drama about cultivating immortals.

Fu Wenchou didn't want to participate at all after reading the script, but he couldn't exhaust Sister Cat and the assistant who stood by Sister Cat, so he finally came over.

Seeing that the director is quite famous, he endured it.

When they entered the door, the others were already in place, sitting in a row, discussing with the director what to do.

"Chun Dao, long time no see." Sister Mao greeted people with a face full of spring breeze...

Taking advantage of their greetings, Fu Wenchou turned and walked out, crossed the aisle and hid in the toilet.

He frowned and squatted on the toilet to brew his emotions. Seeing their posture, today is very difficult.

After a while, Fu Wenchou felt that it was almost done.Get ready to get up and go out.

Suddenly, his eyes caught sight of a callused hand reaching out from under the partition.

Fu Wenchou: "!!!"

The hand swept around his toilet for a long time, and stopped in disappointment, and then a voice came from the next door: "Is there anyone next to me? Can you pass the paper for me?"

Fu Wenchou angrily tore off a large stack of tissues and stuffed them into Yuzi's hands, complaining in passing, "You can ask questions first, and then reach out."

"Huh?!" The hand trembled, and the paper fell to the ground without holding it firmly.

"My next door is... Teacher Fu?!"

"..."

Fu Wenchou covered his forehead and sighed deeply.

He was afraid that the other party would crawl along the compartment when he got excited, so he rushed out.

The person next door also dragged out the door, he was the screenwriter who should have stood with the director.

The screenwriter quickly approached, took out the script from his pants, and asked uncertainly: "Mr. Fu, have you read the script?"

Fu Wenchou didn't dare to answer: "I read it, but I didn't read it completely."

screenwriter:"???"

Fu Wenchou: "As an actor, I respect the screenplay teacher's script, but I have some suggestions..."

Screenwriter: "It's okay for Mr. Fu to mention it casually, we can change it if we can..."

Looking at the screenwriter whose face was not consistent with the content in his mouth, Fu Wenchou smacked his lips, and changed his words: "The male second hasn't been confirmed yet, I'll go home and think about it, and discuss it with the screenwriter teacher next time."

"That's hard work, Mr. Fu." The screenwriter gritted his teeth and said.

At this time, the sound of flushing water sounded from the compartment behind him, and a man in a suit, sunglasses and white gloves came out.

Fu Wenchou just wanted to praise his lingering physique, but on second thought, this man seemed to have said that he came to the toilet...

The screenwriter next to him looked puzzled and surprised. He scanned the guy from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top.

"Hey, are you...?"

Fu Wenchou smoothed things over and said, "This is our company..."

Screenwriter: "Oh, by the way, it's Teacher Ji, what are you doing here?"

Fu Wenchou: "???"

The driver took off his sunglasses, showed a sunny smile, and politely replied: "I want to ask for a chance."

Fu Wenchou searched through countless faces in his mind to the end, and finally remembered that this guy is Ji Jiang!

A person who once rose to the top of the idol list by virtue of his face, but later newcomers appeared frequently, and he quickly disappeared from the public eye.

It seems that Ji Jiang has been at the bottom for a long time, and began to save himself cheekily.Unexpectedly, he was lucky and got a ride with Fu Wenchou directly.

He knew that Fu Wenchou's play would definitely not be bad, and it was very likely that he would become popular after asking for a role.He simply didn't do anything and kept following in front of the director.

The child may be a little naive, Fu Wenchou turned away and looked at him with pity: "This drama is terrible, I really can't refuse it, so I came here."

Ji Jiang: "..."

screenwriter:"???"

There was a crisp dream shattering sound from the toilet.

2. The first sip of honey water

◎Fu Wenchou’s bathroom singing resounded throughout the living room◎

In the evening, after a tiring day, Fu Wenchou finally returned to his cozy little home. At this time, he was still wearing Ji Jiang's sunglasses, borrowed for the convenience of rolling his eyes during the day.

Thinking of meeting those people again in three days, Fu Wenchou struggled to pull out her phone and found the WeChat account of assistant Xiaoqi.

Fu Wenchou: Are you there?

Xiao Qi: Not here.

Fu Wenchou: ...His hands feel bad, why don't I take Sister Cat to see you tomorrow?

Little Seven:  …

Xiao Qi: Please, I broke my hand myself, it's none of your business, I'll come to work obediently the day after tomorrow, okay?

Fu Wenchou: Oh, bring me a bottle of eye drops.

Xiao Qi: Are you blind?

Fu Wenchou: ...

Fu Wenchou: Does eye drops work if you are blind?Don't talk nonsense, just buy the anti-fatigue kind.

Xiaoqi: That's about to go blind.

Xiaoqi: Oh, by the way, the bank called to say that the time is up and you need to go there tomorrow.

Fu Wenchou replied OK and flew the phone out.

That bank, he really didn't want to go in and see those two things again.

It is also a kind of physical work to remove the sore eyelids at the end of the day, and to always stand upright and appear in front of others in the most perfect and elegant posture.

Fu Wenchou took off his shirt, the vest inside was already soaked, he wiped off the sweat accumulated on his body, and walked into the bathroom with his pajamas.

The only interesting thing during the day was that Ji Jiang came uninvited, and the director never gave him a straight look from the beginning to the end.

That guy should know by now that in this era of beautiful faces constantly appearing, his face has long lost the opportunity to turn the fire.

Thinking of how the former top idol looked deflated today, Fu Wenchou couldn't help humming a song, and the singing lingered in the bathroom along with the rhythm of the splash of water.

"Perfect, Fu Wenchou, you are still that person with a bright future." He couldn't help but praise himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, a chuckle suddenly sounded in his ear.

Fu Wenchou immediately turned off the water, wrapped up the bath towel, and observed the surroundings vigilantly.

"who?!"

His first reaction was to burglary, but there were so many valuable things in the house, there was no need to wait for the owner to come back and not run away.Or is it an illegitimate fan or a paparazzi?

Thinking of this, Fu Wenchou suddenly lost his temper. He said angrily, "Who the hell is this? If you don't come out, be careful of the defendant!"

At this time, a shadow appeared behind the shower curtain, a thin man by his height.

Fu Wenchou held the shower head tightly in his hand, he had practiced it before, and depending on the size of the other party, it didn't matter who would get down.

"come out!"

As he shook his body, the other party opened the curtain...

"It's you?"

"it's me."

Ji Jiang stood in front of him honestly, with a harmless smile on his face.

Fu Wenchou went through the day's events quickly again, suspecting that this kid was dissatisfied and wanted to take revenge on himself.

His face darkened, and he said, "Don't think you..."

After half a sentence, Ji Jiang knelt down with a plop.

Fu Wenchou: "???"?

Five minutes later, Fu Wenchou took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and threw it towards the sofa.

Ji Jiang, who was nestled on the sofa, stretched out his hands and caught them firmly.

The temperature of the air conditioner was turned low, and Fu Wenchou wrapped a blanket around his body. With the word "displeased" printed on his face, he walked up to Ji Jiang and sat down.

"What's the business of Mr. Ji breaking into private houses in the middle of the night?"

Holding the beer in both hands, Ji Jiang let the cold water vapor surround his fingertips, he hesitated for a long time, and said apologetically, "I want to ask you something."

Fu Wenchou slammed the TV on.

Ji Jiang raised his voice and continued: "Can you help me intercede in front of Director Chun and arrange a small role?"

Fu Wenchou: "No."

At this time, a news popped up on the TV, saying that the mask robber had been caught last time, and it was suspected that he had accomplices, so that the citizens remained vigilant.

Fu Wenchou carefully looked at the photos of the robbers and confirmed that he did not recognize them, so he switched channels.When he looked back at Ji Jiang, the other party knelt down again.

"Why don't you try to slap your face again?" Fu Wenchou said impatiently: "According to the new strategy, the chance of getting a golden mask has increased a lot."

When Ji Jiang heard the word "pump face", he lowered his head and stopped talking. He rubbed the can in his hand, making a clicking sound.

Fu Wenchou was quite interested in his reaction, turned off the TV, and looked at the person in front of him again from beginning to end.

"Why, are you afraid that the price will be too high? Then spend money to buy the club. You were also the number one idol in the past, so you should have made a lot of money."

Ji Jiang's tightly pursed mouth loosened slightly, and he whispered, "I'm really worried about the price, but I will never spend money on the mask I snatched."

"It's not that Teacher Ji doesn't know who has never bought a mask." Fu Wenchou said with a sneer, "Besides, not all the masks bought come from robbery, and some people voluntarily sell them."

"How can people who voluntarily sell can satisfy so many needs!" Ji Jiang's emotions became a little agitated, and he also realized that he quickly poured himself a sip of beer.

"Especially for those who got the golden mask, how could they sell it easily when they got the chance to change their lives. Most of what those people bought were robbed by gangsters with their lives!"

Fu Wenchou nodded. That's the reason. He continued: "But Mr. Ji, you need to know that if you don't buy something, someone will buy it. This has long been a default transaction chain."

Ji Jiang: "Anyway, I won't buy it! And I've never used a mask before. What you see now is the original me."

Fu Wenchou: "How is it possible?! What about the mask you got? Don't dare to use it for fear of becoming ugly? Sold it?"

Ji Jiang: "It was robbed."

After the three words were finished, both sides fell into silence. ?

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