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Consciousness suddenly rises.

Hearing that the door was pushed open and there were no less than ten people coming from the corridor at the door, Gong Zijun immediately stretched out a hand against the center of the door panel out of an instinctive reaction, and then leaned over with his shoulders as the starting point. After a bump in the past, the door was closed again with a clever force.

He also hung up the safety lock.

The front desk clerk who stepped into the room with half a foot: "..."

Taking two steps back, Gong Zijun looked back at the figure sitting on the sofa, and softly called out, "Brother Xiaotang?"

"It's me." Fu Qitang responded and continued to look at the surrounding environment. The various decorations around him all showed that he was already in a hotel room at this time, and he couldn't help but feel quite strange, "Scene jump? Instant teleportation? It can't be time travel, right?"

"In addition, I'm double time travel, which is not very popular." Gong Zijun added meaningfully under Fu Qitang's gaze, "But it's very romantic, isn't it?"

Romantic shit.

Fu Qitang couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, but nodded sincerely on the surface: "Listen to you, you are right."

Between the conversations, the sound of the doorbell and knock on the door became more and more urgent.

"Open the door! Quickly open the door and let us in, time is running out!" The front desk clerk shouted loudly, her gentle voice was filled with irritability that was suppressed to the utmost extent, but it was even more frightening in line with her emotions, "Mr. Li Si, I I have seen you, please open the door and let us in, you know we have no malicious intentions, just want to witness the happiness of you and Mr. Sun San, that's all."

Although the words were endless, for Fu Qitang and Gong Zijun, the two train veterans, they got a considerable amount of information in an instant.

"You Li Si and my grandson San?" Fu Qitang pointed at Gong Zijun and sneered, "What kind of bad names are these, and there are people with worse naming skills than me."

"It's really not as good as Liu Jia and Liu Yi." Gong Zijun said with a smile.

"...shut up, you."

People from outside couldn't come in for the time being, so the two took advantage of this time to check the environment separately.

This suite is not big, and there is nothing unusual in general, so I will finish it soon.

When Gong Zijun came out of the inner suite, he saw Fu Qitang looking at the phone thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?" Gong Zijun leaned over to take a look.

The screen was filled with photos of two men with the words "No Three No Four Official Announcement", "Sun San only loves Li Si" and "Li Si only loves Sun San", etc. Gong Zijun's expression suddenly became a little bit Playful: "Oh, it seems that the train has a conscience and knows that we should play a couple instead of anything else."

"What else, are you talking about father and son? You want to be my son so much." Fu Qitang teased him, then shook his phone and said, "I'm not kidding, look at these microblogs, do you find it strange?" ? All related topics are full of blessings, no one jumped out to object, not even those marketing accounts who made sarcastic remarks, as if the whole world wanted them to be together."

"Is something wrong?"

"Of course something is wrong, thanks to you, I was a star before," Fu Qitang smiled, stretched out his hand to pinch Gong Zijun's ear as he did a long time ago, then slapped him, and continued "It's impossible for a celebrity to announce their relationship with zero objection on the Internet. Among other things, Sun San and Li Si's only fans and girlfriend fans, they don't make a sound. It's impossible for these people to be ashamed. Have you logged out?"

While talking and browsing the page quickly, Fu Qitang tried to find a different voice, but unfortunately there was none.

As far as I can see, every Weibo is a sincere blessing, every word is sincere and touching, as if everyone is a witness of this beautiful love, watching silently from the first day the two met.

"It's so strange. These people seem to have been directly modified by some kind of force, so they really think that Sun San and Li Si must be together."

A vague guess emerged in Fu Qitang's mind, and when he was about to explore it, he heard Gong Zijun say: "Spiritual plague."

"Ok?"

Gong Zijun briefly recounted the campus legend about the plague that he had heard in the illusion, then looked towards the door, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "But the current situation may not be that complicated."

The two had a tacit understanding. Hearing what he said, Fu Qitang immediately reacted, "It means that this plague has a source...for example, a paranoid CP fan who died inexplicably?"

"Or take the initiative to sacrifice yourself?" Gong Zijun shrugged, with a look of indifference, "Whatever, it's almost the same."

Fu Qitang raised his hand and hit him unceremoniously, "The difference lies in whether the dead person is an innocent victim or a simple fool."

"Does it make sense? Anyway, it has become a ghost now."

"You did it on purpose?" Fu Qitang looked at him, half angry and half funny, "Remind me that I have completely failed in your education?"

Gong Zijun smiled, and some wet ambiguity floated from his throat, "How can it be, I remind you that you haven't educated me for a long time, so when will you re-educate me?"

"...That's enough, let's get down to business."

"As usual, keep the accounts first. But Brother Xiaotang, I'm afraid you will have to pay off the debts you owe me."

He joked again, seeing that Fu Qitang almost became angry from embarrassment, Gong Zijun accepted it as soon as he saw it, and said seriously for a second, "Since we know that its purpose is to create all possible conditions for Sun San and Li Si to be together, then it must Not too far away from these two."

"Even if it has infected countless people to help it, if it encounters a rare opportunity, it will definitely want to do it by itself and eat sweets at close range."

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at the door together.

The knocking on the door and the ringing of the doorbell stopped just now, but there were no footsteps of the crowd dispersing, indicating that those people did not leave, but were making further preparations—such as giving up persuasion and breaking in directly.

"What do you think they will do after they come in?" Fu Qitang was curious, "Read the eighteen forbidden humanities in front of the righteous master and ask the righteous master to comment, or watch the big-hand-cut driving video in the circle together and let the righteous master watch it together." Key triple?"

"Sounds very interesting, but maybe they have something more exciting." Gong Zijun rubbed his chin, "I'll ask."

When he came to the door, Gong Zijun was about to speak, when the voice of the front desk clerk sounded again.

She was still gentle, and her speaking speed was slow, but it was precisely because of this that there was an inexplicable coldness in every sparse syllable.

"Mr. Sun San, Mr. Li Si, both of you, please stand in the room for a while. We need to use tools, and we don't want to hurt anyone by mistake." She paused and exchanged places with the people next to her.

A middle-aged man in the gray uniform of the engineering department came out silently, with a cigarette stuck in one ear, but holding a fire ax in his hand.

"Are you sure, don't hurt Sansan and Sisan, we just..." The receptionist stopped talking, and then revealed a meaningful smile.

The honest middle-aged man returned the same smile, which was indescribably awkward and weird: "I know, don't worry."

After a brief two-sentence conversation, the front desk spoke to the inside again, "Are you ready? Then let's get started."

Behind the door, Gong Zijun glanced out from the cat's eyes, only to see a sharp ax being raised high, and just as it was about to fall with the sound of wind, Gong Zijun suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

"Hey, have you changed your mind?" asked the front desk.

"Of course," Gong Zijun said nonchalantly, "but I want to know why you have to come in. After all, it's already very late now. If it's not something urgent, Sansan and I are going to rest."

"rest!!"

"Still with Sansan!"

"It's what I think, it's definitely what I think!"

"What should I do, I want to go in even more..."

Gong Zijun's words immediately caused a small commotion.

It's just that the people who said these words were a few middle-aged men and women in their 40s and [-]s who didn't seem to be interested in celebrities and CPs, and the atmosphere instantly slipped to weirdness.

The front desk was stunned for a moment, and then he showed an ecstatic expression, his voice couldn't hide his excitement, "So you really came here on a special trip to meet Sansan, and you are here for a date!"

"Spend a good night together by the way!" Another person answered.

Gong Zijun responded, and continued to lazily say, "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, if there is nothing to do... get it?"

"Of course, of course we understand! I knew my cp couldn't be fake, I really should let those who tell it to hear it for themselves..." The receptionist was very excited, his pale face was flushed, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes Surging, but the attitude is still hesitant.

"But Sisi, we really have to go in, there are some things we must do... But I promise I won't delay you for too long, is that okay?"

"So what's the matter?"

silence.

The receptionist bit his lip and turned to look at the companions around him, but each of them had the same eagerness and madness on their faces, urging her silently.

"Of course it's... a wedding for you guys!" She finally said, smiling faintly, "A small, private wedding with only love and blessings, I believe you and Sansan will definitely like it, right? ?”

As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened instantly.

"Why didn't you say such a good thing earlier?" Gong Zijun turned and walked in, smiling sincerely as he walked, "Come in, please."

"So you just let them in?"

In the cloakroom attached to the suite, Fu Qitang faced Gong Zijun Road dumbfounded.

"If necessary, I can even walk backwards." Gong Zijun said seriously.

"...It doesn't have to be like this."

"Take it as an early rehearsal." Gong Zijun smiled, turned around and picked up a black silk suit jacket hanging on the side to change into.

Relying on his fake star career accumulation, Fu Qitang recognized at a glance that this coat was a spring and summer new style of a certain big brand, and then looked at the buckle belt and cross brooch that matched it, making him even more convinced.

A few minutes ago, people swarmed in outside the door, and the first thing they did was to urge the two "newcomers" to change their clothes. One of the restaurant waiters who was so excited that his eyes were tearful even volunteered to raise his hand and asked for help. Before he finished speaking, he was rejected by Gong Zijun.

"Let's do it ourselves." Gong Zijun said, and after glancing at Fu Qitang, he smiled meaningfully, "The dressing room is relatively small."

"It's okay I'm skinny, it won't take up a lot of room, it's definitely ok..."

"Ah, shut up! Why are you so stupid! Is the locker room a place you can enter? There can only be two people there - two people who love each other! Understand!"

"Wow! Could this be the legendary locker room play!"

A group of people commotioned again, jumping up like a drug addict.

So Gong Zijun and Fu Qitang fought for the right to change their clothes.

He took the belt and helped Gong Zijun fasten it. There was a star on the silver buckle.After straightening his collar again, Fu Qitang took a step back to look at it, nodded with satisfaction, "It looks good."

"really?"

"Really, you have to trust my vision." Fu Qitang said, "If we had known each other earlier, and I would have gone to your prom, I should have seen you like this earlier."

"The school I went to didn't have such a thing as a prom." Gong Zijun smiled lowly.

Pulling Fu Qitang over, he also adjusted the collar and hem for him, adjusted the position of the brooch repeatedly, and felt the temperature of his texture through the white suit and underwear.

"But now I really hope there will be." His chin rubbed against his shoulders, and his breath brought out warm air. "Then I can invite Brother Xiaotang to participate. You will definitely agree, right?"

Closing his eyes, Fu Qitang felt his heart beat faster. There was nothing he could do. He was really fed up with Gong Zijun's occasional act of acting like a baby, but now was indeed not the time.

"Stop the heat," he said with feigned grimness, "go to business and get it over with, understand?"

"Writing clearly reads as bookkeeping, brother Xiaotang, you owe me one more time."

"..."