I became the nemesis "Sister Station" [Entertainment Circle]

A sound of "Ding Dong" ended the wonderful atmosphere in the elevator, and the elevator reached Song Qinghui's floor.

However, Duan Xiuyuan had no intention of going out.

Seeing that he hadn't moved, Ji Shiran blinked and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Duan Xiuyuan put away his mobile phone, looked up calmly, "It's nothing, Song Qinghui let me go, he's not at home."

"Ah, this is a bit too much, I called you here so late and it's a big festival, and it turned out to be a waste of time!" Ji Shiran couldn't help complaining for him.

Duan Xiuyuan looked at him when he heard the words, Ji Shiran frowned, his mouth was pursed, and two dimples appeared, as if it was worthless to be angry.

There are also two small folds on the side of the nose, which are vivid and lovely.

His gaze rested on Ji Shiran's face for a moment, he chuckled, lowered his eyes and said "um" inexplicably, "It's too much."

The tone is very agreeable, but I don't know who I'm talking about...

"Ding dong" sounded again, reaching the floor of Ji Shiran's house.

Ji Shiran looked at Duan Xiuyuan, and suggested, "Why don't you go to my house and sit down for a while, and wait for Song Qinghui, what happened today..." I haven't thanked you enough yet.

"no need."

Duan Xiuyuan interrupted him before he could say anything, "Go back, I'll go straight down."

Ji Shiran glanced at the indicator light of the elevator. Someone upstairs pressed the elevator, and he still had to go up, "Or else..."

"It's okay, I'm going up, don't make people wait too long for the elevator." Duan Xiuyuan finished speaking and clicked the close button.

The elevator door then slowly closed in front of Ji Shiran.

When there were still two fingers left in the door, Ji Shiran noticed the almost inaudible sighs of the people inside the door, as well as the disappointment visible to the naked eye, and he instantly thought of himself who came out of the house...

With a "click", the elevator closed, like the sound of two magnets attracting together.

Ji Shiran was not in a hurry to go home, he was at the elevator door, staring at the floor on the command screen, he wanted to watch the number inside reach the maximum before turning into "1".

As a result, the elevator stopped again on his floor.

Um?He didn't press the elevator!And there is no one else on this floor except him!

Could it be the people inside?

The elevator door opened, Duan Xiuyuan inside was full of doubts, and seemed more surprised than him, "Are you going out again?"

Ji Shiran: "..." Okay, let's assume it was him.

In the end, Ji Shiran invited the "depressed" Duan Xiuyuan to his home.

"Have you eaten yet?" Ji Shiran asked him after pouring him a glass of water.

Duan Xiuyuan took the water glass, stared at him and smiled slightly, "Not yet, in order to find this heartless thing, I came out again as soon as I got home."

"Ah, so miserable?" Ji Shiran couldn't help but sympathize with him.

They were busy with the show and didn't have time to eat all day, how could he still eat a few mouthfuls of food at home, and now they are so hungry, they didn't expect Duan Xiu to be far worse than him.

"This guy has no conscience." Ji Shiran nodded, expressing deep agreement, "Let me make you something to eat, just to thank you for helping me today."

Ji Shiran walked while talking, without noticing the corner of someone behind him grinning to the ear.

He cooked dumplings, made a few simple dishes, and heated up some hard dishes in instant food packages.

The food was on the table, and in order to add to the atmosphere, Ji Shiran planned to go to a neighbor's house to buy two mooncakes.

Duan Xiuyuan found out and followed him out the door. While he was waiting for the elevator, he said, "Song Qinghui's house is empty, so don't go to his place, it's just a waste of time."

Ji Shiran made an OK gesture to show that he knew, and when he got his things upstairs, he opened the door and saw Duan Xiuyuan.

"Why didn't you go home?" Ji Shiran asked a little puzzled.

Duan Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows when he heard a certain word, and the corners of his lips curled up, and said slowly: "Waiting for you to go home."

The moon cake responsible for the atmosphere was also in place, Ji Shiran called Duan Xiuyuan to come over for dinner.

Seeing the latter staring at the mooncakes on the plate, Ji Shiran explained: "The neighbor doesn't charge me for money, so I didn't have the nerve to take two, so I just took one. Let's each have half of it. It's considered a festive atmosphere."

Duan Xiuyuan glanced down at the moon cakes in the small plate that were divided into two, and after a moment of rolling his throat up and down, he replied "OK" very softly.

……

After dinner, Duan Xiuyuan was about to leave. Ji Shiran sent him to the door. Before he pressed the elevator, the elevator came up by itself with a "ding dong".

Ji Shiran frowned slightly, hey, this elevator is really fully automatic!

As soon as the door opened, Song Qinghui came out with a plate of mooncakes.

He saw Duan Xiuyuan first, and asked with surprise on his face, "Why are you here?"

Turning his head to see Ji Shiran, he said happily again: "I'm too handicapped, there are too many mooncakes to eat, I'll bring you a few to try!"

Song Qinghui enthusiastically recommended: "I think the one with chestnut and salted egg yolk is the best, you can try other ones, and the one with shredded coconut..."

Before he could finish speaking, Duan Xiuyuan interrupted, took the plate with one hand and handed it steadily to Ji Shiran, and unceremoniously pushed Song Qinghui back to the elevator with the other hand.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, why are you pushing me!" Song Qinghui yelled a few times unwillingly, and then remembered his initial doubts, why is Duan Xiuyuan here?

As soon as he said "Hey" in a suspicious tone, Duan Xiuyuan quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and hands.

Ji Shiran laughed, and finally thanked Duan Xiuyuan seriously.

"It's okay." Duan Xiuyuan's men clamped down on someone, but he looked at Ji Shiran with a gentle smile, "Go back, it's getting late, wash up and go to bed early, I'll deal with this wolf-hearted thing. "

"Ou swollen eyes are in the position of a dog!" How can I be a wolf-hearted dog!

The two of them lived peacefully, only Song Qinghui, who was restrained on one side, was still howling heart-piercingly, even though his mouth was gagged.

……

After seeing them off, Ji Shiran took a hot bath and finally went to bed. He opened the Weibo account to remind those who paid special attention to post on Weibo.

Duan Xiuyuan posted a Weibo to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, the content is still simple and happy Mid-Autumn Festival, with a picture of a moon cake divided into two.

Ji Shiran subconsciously typed the last sentence in the comment [Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, my husband, dear you [爱心]]

After commenting, he habitually opened the fan group, where Duan Xiuyuan's Weibo was also being discussed.

"I bet a dime, the moon cakes are for taking pictures!"

"I'll bet a melon seed that the pieces of mooncake will end up in Midoqi's stomach!"

"If you don't pick a melon seed, you can't even pick a kitten!"

"I bet a gold bar, he ate the mooncakes himself [waving his paw excitedly]."

After the news was sent out, Ji Shiran had a sense of superiority that only I knew the truth.

Everyone in the group laughed too.

"Is this the courage of a rich woman? I love it!"

"Bao'er, Duan Duan doesn't like sweets, so your gold bars are mine!"

In the group, the topic was off topic for a moment, and everyone was laughing and arguing until the end, and no one won or lost. Instead, they talked about the drama "A Wisp of Wind".

"It will start up in a few days."

"Hey, You Sang, my baby is going to be slapped by Ji Shiran after all."

"Sister, please engrave your body position into the marrow of your bones. If you want to hug him, we will hug him step by step!"

"I got excited when you mentioned the body position. I recently received a beautiful little yellow article on Xiuran Chaohua, and I will share it with you!"

"..."

The group chat is like this, the topic is like stepping on the watermelon rind, slipping wherever it goes, but Ji Shiran's thoughts still stop on "A Wisp of Wind".

It wasn't until now that he realized that he had decided to learn from Duan Xiuyuan and work hard to act in this play well.

In this way, it seems that this account has lost its original intention and has no meaning of existence...

The author has something to say:

Duan Xiuyuan: My wife squints at me, rolls my eyes at me, doesn't listen to me, balabala...

Ji Shiran: I didn't!

Duan Xiuyuan: Then what were you doing during my interview?

Ji Shiran: I _(:з」∠)_