The dead enemy has to spoil me after being stupid [entertainment circle]

Lu Bianyan kept in mind that he was going to have a cold war with someone today, so he ignored him all morning.

No matter what Shen Jizhou said, he responded perfunctorily with "um, oh, ah", but he didn't eat less water and snacks.

In the afternoon, Han Xiaoling measured their height and weight in the gym, and found that Lu Bianyan had a tendency to gain weight recently.

She lit the notepad and thought about it: "Why did you gain two catties in a week? I haven't gained any before. This is not a good sign. Is there an extra meal?"

Lu Bianyan didn't mention that he was fed two pieces of chocolate and a piece of butter cake by someone with malicious intentions in the morning, holding a dumbbell with one hand, "Isn't it just two catties, I can lose weight in two days. "

Shen Jizhou got off the weighing scale, glanced at Lu Bian and said, "It's better to grow some flesh."

Han Xiaoling looked over: "Why? Brother Xiaoyan looks skinny, but he looks good on camera."

Shen Jizhou casually picked up the dumbbell beside him, "Being photogenic is the second priority. I hope he is healthy. He is too thin to hold his hands."

Han Xiaoling: "?...!"

Lu Bianyan was also taken aback, and almost couldn't hold back the domestic violence on the spot, "Then don't hug me if you have the ability!"

Shen Jizhou compromised with a smile: "I have nothing to do."

Lu Bian said: "..."

Why doesn't this person play his cards according to the routine!

And Han Xiaoling clutched the notebook tightly, her expression frantically switching between dullness and surprise, trying to share the joy of "getting hit" with Yu Bei, who is also a knives expert, but Yu Bei stood aside without any response jump rope.

The body is straight, the limbs are stiff, and the expression is dull, like an emotionless skipping rope machine.

She stretched out her pen to interrupt, and looked at him suspiciously for two seconds, "Bebe, why were you so absent-minded when you woke up this morning?"

"Huh?" Yu Bei reacted, "What did you just say?"

Han Xiaoling: "..."

"I didn't say anything, you continue."

Qi Lin got off the treadmill, took off the towel around his neck to wipe off the sweat, and glanced at him: "Pass me the bottle of water."

Yu Bei stared at him for a moment, said "Oh" and went back to get water, Han Xiaoling was also very quick, and took a bottle without any hassle, and the two handed the water to Qi Lin at the same time.

Qi Lin paused, Yu Bei wanted to take it back when he saw it, but he took it decisively.

Han Xiaoling didn't think much about it, and turned around and handed the water to Lu Bianyan, "You must remember to drink more water. By the way, brother Zhou is flying to Lyon to shoot next week, and he needs to bring domestic blockbuster material, so let's go shoot a few shots together in the afternoon. Zhang location."

Lu Bianyan unscrewed the water and took a sip, "What theme?"

"There is no theme, you mainly use it as a welfare for fans, and the costumes can be made according to your own."

So in the afternoon, Lu Bianyan reluctantly was dragged back to the room by Shen Jizhou for the reason of discussing the styling.

He leaned on the table with his arms folded, "Don't forget that we are still in the Cold War, to make a long story short."

The expression is cool, but not intimidating at all.

Shen Jizhou smiled helplessly, took a box from the shelf, put it on the table and unfolded it, "The clothes sent by grandma, I haven't tried them on yet, so let's take it as today's look, okay?"

Lu Bianyan stared down at the custom-made suit in the box. It would be a lie to say that he is not tempted. After all, it is made by a top designer, and the aesthetics are absolutely first-class.

It is not a traditional banquet suit, but more casual, simple and neat. The only thing that makes Lu Bianyan hesitate is that no matter how you look at it, the two sets of clothes are... a pair.

"Refused to wear the same style as your boyfriend?" Shen Jizhou turned his head to look at him, "That's fine, but sometimes I'm very fragile. The kid ignored me all morning, and now he refuses to wear the same style as me. I feel a little sad."

Lu Bianyan raised his eyelids in doubt: "..."

"But it's okay, who made me like you so much, it's nothing to be sad." Shen Jizhou was about to close the box, but was held down by a white paw, and he looked up at its owner.

Lu Bianyan had a straight face, the corners of his mouth were straightened, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Is what intentional?"

To soften my heart on purpose.

Lu Bianyan thought angrily, although he knew that Shen Jizhou's words were meant to be a bit of a joke, but he was able to accurately extract the grievance behind it.

He seemed to dislike Shen Jizhou being wronged a bit.

This fucking is probably love.

"Forget it." Lu Bianyan took out the set with his name written on the label from the box, "I just want to see the clothes look good."

Shen Jizhou suppressed a smile: "Then I will replace the clothes and thank Young Master Lu for his favor."

So half an hour later, the teammates and the entire shooting team watched the two young masters who couldn't be said to be dressed exactly the same but were indeed handsome came out of the villa one after the other.

He deliberately kept a distance, and the face of the person walking in front almost said "Although we wear the same style, we are not familiar with each other".

The eyes of the person behind him fell on him, and there was something weird in the corners of his eyes and brows. He didn't know if it was a smile or something.

"You two wear the same style?" Yu Bei narrowed his eyes.

Lu Bianyan put his hands in his pockets, and got into the nanny car calmly, "There is no brand logo, who said we are the same model."

Yu Beixin said that your whole body is saying "we are the same style", but he didn't dare to speak, because after Shen Jizhou got in the car, the temperature dropped a few degrees in an instant, and his eyes were cold when he looked over, and he was extremely protective, as if he only wanted to One more word to tease Lu Bian, this person will freeze him in place.

He had no choice but to shrink back cowardly, turned around and met Qi Lin's gaze, then turned his head stiffly.

The shooting in the afternoon went smoothly. After the end, Zhou Yuan came to pick them up at the venue and arranged dinner for them in the restaurant.

Looking at a certain person who looked reluctant but was honestly sitting next to Shen Jizhou, Zhou Yuan pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache.

Looking at today's look, it's almost like "we are a couple" written on the face.

Lu Bianyan's phone vibrated, it was a message from Zhou Yuan.

[Caiyuan Gungun: Did I remind you to pay attention to the influence? ! 】

[Peerless Meng A: We are paying attention. 】

【Extra cash:? !Why don't you just make an official announcement! 】

Lu Bianyan looked up at Zhou Yuan.

[Peerless fierce A: Is it possible? 】

Zhou Yuan: "..."

[Caiyuan Gungun: You are still out of breath when you say you are fat?dream! 】

Zhou Yuan slapped his phone on the table, "You must have seen today's hot search, the popular idol Xie Yu and the same-sex boyfriend Wencheng's relationship was exposed, and a large number of fans turned off fans. I just want to remind you that falling in love is risky , be honest with me!"

They really didn't watch today's hot search.

Lu Bianyan felt that the sentence was aimed at him, and some rebellious emotions immediately surfaced.

But he still said casually: "Xie Yu is following the route of idol dramas. He has filmed so many romantic dramas. In the hearts of fans, he is a dream boyfriend type. Isn't it normal for his girlfriend to lose his fans if his romance is exposed?"

"Not all idols follow the boyfriend-type route. For example, Qi Lin's mother fans are more fans, and Bei Bei's fans are all girlfriend fans. Most of my fans are complex, with more face fans, and the most are... CP fans .”

Zhou Yuan almost choked on a mouthful of soup, and glared at him bitterly.

Shen Jizhou was on the side, with his fists on the tip of his nose, holding back a smile: "I have more career fans, and those who pay attention to my emotional direction... also have more CP fans."

Zhou Yuan: "..."

Han Xiaoling couldn't bear it anymore, and interjected in a low voice: "That is to say, if Brother Zhou and Xiaoyan fall in love, they won't lose fans...I'm sorry I was wrong and I won't talk."

Yu Bei hummed while sucking the crab: "I agree."

Qi Lin took out a tissue and gave it to him, "What do you agree to?"

Yu Bei quickly took the tissue without looking up, "I have a lot of girlfriends, so if one day the relationship is exposed, it shouldn't be a big deal..."

Zhou Yuan looked over immediately, his eyes burning like torches: "Where did your relationship get exposed? You kid didn't fall in love behind my back, did you?!"

Yu Bei choked, and immediately raised his head, "No!"

"If you don't have it, you don't have it, why panic." Zhou Yuan looked at Qi Lin again, "What about you?"

Qi Lin took a sip of his tea, "Not yet."

Taking advantage of Zhou Yuan's errands to leave first, Shen Jizhou and Lu Bianyan didn't even bother to find an excuse after the meal, so they greeted each other and didn't go back to the base with the big team.

In the evening, there was another patter of white snow, snow veils were hung on the treetops along the street, and when the street lamps shone, the cold white was covered with a thin layer of gold.

The two wore hats and masks, shoulder to shoulder, and swayed back slowly.

What Zhou Yuan said just now is actually reasonable, they can't give up their careers for love.

But for the sake of a career, one has to be as cautious as a thief when falling in love, which Lu Bianyan thinks is unnecessary.

For him, as long as he can do what he likes to do and stand on stage with Shen Jizhou, nothing else matters.

He doesn't really care what outsiders think or what fans think.

But he cared about how Shen Jizhou was viewed by others.

"Shen Jizhou, you are only under 22 years old and have a bright future. Will you regret falling in love with me so early?"

Shen Jizhou tilted his head, looked down at him, and said after a while: "You are also my future."

Lu Bianyan was slightly taken aback.

You are also my future.

"The future I'm heading for is not just a career. The future I have planned is to be closer to you. It is a future that belongs to me alone."

"But the future I'm planning now has you in every step and every inch. This kind of future makes me feel full of hope."

Shen Jizhou reached out to hold his wrist, and then moved down to interlock his fingers, "This kind of thing is probably called a rush. You are by my side, which makes me feel that life has a rush. Do you think I will regret it?"

Shen Jizhou's future is not only related to his career, but also to him.

Lu Bianyan understood, his eyes were slightly sour, and he clenched Shen Jizhou's fingers, "Okay, then I will try to make it harder and not regret it, and I will try to plan a future with you."

Shen Jizhou laughed angrily, "So reluctant."

"Otherwise, you insisted on breaking in. I didn't prepare before, and I've already given you face." Lu Bianyan bumped his shoulder and looked up at him: "My boyfriend said that you will not be alone in the future. ,Keep your word."

Tilting her head slightly, her pupils were illuminated by the street lamps, and when she spoke, there was light hidden in the corners of her eyes and brows.Shen Jizhou looked at him with his back to the light, and a silhouette fell on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that, don't you believe it?" Lu Bianyan stopped, wrapped his hands around his waist naturally, straightened his neck and kissed him on the lips.

There was a lot of traffic on the street, speeding past brought the coolness of deep winter, pedestrians were so cold that they gathered their clothes, and couldn't help but secretly glanced at the two boys under the street lamp.

"Lu Bianyan." Shen Jizhou put his arms around him and said seriously: "Take two more steps forward and you will be within the sight of the paparazzi. Do you dare to continue walking forward with me?"

Lu Bianyan turned his head and glanced at the corner of the building on the opposite side of the overpass, he knew what kind of turmoil was hidden inside.

He smiled: "Whoever loves is the grandson."

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