And scum gong's green tea white moonlight HE

"Huh? He gave you the contract?"

Lin Monai was even more surprised than him: "So you didn't say anything at all?"

"What's the deal?" Sheng Zhixin said in a low voice, "Just now Lin Zijin also asked me if I wanted to go to his company, but Mr. Wen never asked me."

Lin Monai was silent for a while, then sighed: "Okay, I got it, you should record the variety show first, and then talk about it when you come back."

They planned a total of four tourist destinations for this variety show, and the last one was Nanjing.

When the plane landed in Nanjing, Sheng Zhixin sighed inwardly.

He had been to Nanjing before.

At that time, I had just signed the company, and the leaders above showed mercy and allocated some money for them to go to Nanjing for a few days, in the name of building a revolutionary friendship.

At that time, I didn't know anyone well, and I was embarrassed to see a few boys around the same age talking and laughing, but I couldn't get in at all. Even if I took the initiative to strike up a conversation, I couldn't get any response.

Sheng Zhixin knew it well, he knew it was because he was a resident singer in bars and squares before, he was from a wild background, and he signed the contract later, it is normal to be looked down upon by others, but he was very blocked, and the whole trip was not happy, Just like an outsider.

This revisit to the old place reminded him of those not-so-good memories, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The program team was quite conscientious, and started filming without landing. Instead, they took a day off and asked them to go shopping in Nanjing.

Sheng Zhixin had been to Nanjing before, so he had no intention of taking a stroll.This time he tossed a coin to choose a place to live and chose a B&B by fate. The difference from the last time was that Ai Xin was staying with him this time.

Although they didn't live in the same room, he was still so annoying that he didn't even want to go out.

Rows of barrages flashed across the screen, and Sheng Zhixin lay on the bed frowning and looked at them one by one, and found that there were a lot fewer scolding him, especially when he appeared with Lin Zijin in women's clothing.

[I rely on it! ! !I declare that Lord Jin is the most beautiful woman in the world! ! ! 】

[I have become a fan of Mr. Sheng Lu, this makeup is amazing]

[Teacher Sheng has a lot of talent... don't be too good at this erhu]

[Hahahahaha god damn demon king forced to marry a commoner girl, let me say something softly, in fact, I am a newcomer [狗头]]

[Don’t eat crab legs upstairs, I think Xinxin Xiangyin is better]

【...Who is the crab leg? Can Xin Xinxiang Yinpi not come out and dance around?】

What is "The Goodness of Promotion"?

Sheng Zhixin opened Weibo and searched for this term, and found a super word.

There were more than 9000 people participating in Chaohua, and the discussion was lively.

Sheng Zhixin clicked in curiously, and what caught his eyes was a picture of a fan that couldn't be described in Jinjiang at all.

In the picture, his face was blushing, his eyes were closed, his brows were slightly frowned, his expression was not sure whether it was joy or pain, and he was holding the person on his body with both hands.

The person on the body is Lin Zijin.

He quickly turned off the picture as if he had a guilty conscience, his heart was beating very fast.

This was Sheng Zhixin's first contact with the so-called "fanart", and it was actually with Lin Zijin.

I don't know how that self-searching maniac Lin Zijin will react if he finds these things someday.

Sheng Zhixin withdrew from this super chat, dumbfounded, and suddenly felt a movement in his heart - did he and Wen Gu have a CP super chat?

He remembered that he had seen a so-called "cp fan" speech in Wen Gu's comment section before, and hurriedly looked through Wen Gu's statement, and finally found the comment he was looking for.

Learn the new by reviewing the past.

Sheng Zhixin read the name, and became happy again while reading it.

I haven't noticed it before, but the names of the two of them seem to be a natural match.

Sheng Zhixin secretly typed the four words "review the past and learn the new" in the dialog box, and when the page was refreshed, there were not many Weibo related to them except for some education blue v or tutoring class advertisements.

How can this be so?

Anyway, I've kissed her before, why is there so little discussion?

No matter how bad it is, I also publicly cue him twice on Weibo, why is there no one...

How come no one knocked it?

Obviously...it's pretty sweet.

Sheng Zhixin didn't give up, and continued to scroll down, and saw a Weibo.

@crayonxiaoxian is not Xiaoxin:

It's hard not to feel that revisiting the old and learning the new is true, and if it's not true, I'm fake

Well, at least one thought they were real.

Sheng Zhixin was aroused by this Weibo and clicked on the fan's homepage.

This "Crayon Xiaoxian is not Xiaoxin" should be an old fan of him. He has been a fan of himself since the draft period. In the past, except Sheng Zhixin, he complained about work on Weibo. He wanted to change jobs every day but never succeeded. Pass.

@crayonxiaoxian is not Xiaoxin:

Fuck mom I got real! ! ! ! !

wgzxszd! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

@crayonxiaoxian is not Xiaoxin:

Have you turned a hundred faces today?Turned to numb belongs to yes

@crayonxiaoxian is not Xiaoxin:

Can ax die and go, since his debut, he has been chasing after my son for heat, rubbing and hugging other thighs, is it annoying to death?

@crayonxiaoxian is not Xiaoxin:

Why is ax sticking to my son in this variety show sos? WG is coming to save your wife Qiuqiu

@crayonxiaoxian is not Xiaoxin:

He smiled so gently at his wife, help me, it's not that you are fierce but that you didn't meet the right person

Although this pit is so cold, but if I can really smash it in the future, I will be an old fan.

...wife?what is wife

Sheng Zhixin didn't understand it, so he flipped forward again, and found that the first time Wen Gu appeared on her Weibo was the statement.

@crayonxiaoxian is not Xiaoxin:

This is the first time for an omg Internet troll to speak properly. I thought you could directly sue my son for xsr. Although I know that this is probably written by your team, I still thank you for taking full responsibility. Kiss My son will be responsible to him, and I will make an exception and allow my son to be your wife.

That's what my wife meant.

Sheng Zhixin turned off Weibo, buried his head in the hotel pillow, trying to reduce the heat on his face with cloth.

It's as if someone can see Wen Gu's kindness to him, and he is also happy.

Sheng Zhixin tossed and turned like pancakes on the bed for a long time before sitting up and continuing to browse Weibo related to variety shows.

When he didn't read Weibo to avoid himself, he was actually on several trending searches.

#Shengzhi Xinmowang#

#Shengzhixin Makeup Technology#

#Sheng Zhixin Erhu#

And after clicking and watching, without exception, he was praised and admired for these skills. There were almost no one-sided comments like the first day, which made him happy and a little surprised.

【He is really cute as a devil, hahahahaha】

【"The goodness of being promoted" killed me, who knows...】

【It’s been a long time since I saw such a versatile idol, it’s really clear】

【He really doesn't have the burden of an idol, I love it】

[It's just a joke, and you're giving us Ai Zai a face]

There are a few sunspots mixed with Yin and Yang among the rave reviews, without exception, they were scolded by passers-by, and Ai Xin was ridiculed together, and more than 20 replies were stacked under one comment.

Sheng Zhixin let out a long sigh of relief, and lay on his back on the bed, feeling that he was bursting with bubbles called "happiness" from inside to outside.

He almost couldn't wait to send Wen Gu a WeChat message: "Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen, there are fewer people scolding me in the second variety show."

After the news was sent out, Sheng Zhixin realized later that he was like a primary school student who had passed the [-]th exam, and went home to announce the good news and ask for praise, which was childish.

He long pressed the message to withdraw it, but Wen Gu called directly: "Have you finished watching the show?"

"After reading it," Sheng Zhixin said, "It seems that not many people scold me anymore."

There was a faint smile in Wen Gu's voice: "Really? So powerful?"

It's one thing to want to be praised, but quite another to be praised.Sheng Zhixin suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth, and let out a few silly laughs.

His wish before his debut was to become an idol that everyone likes, and now he seems to be slowly approaching this goal, as if he suddenly broke the second vein of Ren Du, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Is there anything else?" Wen asked him.

"It's okay, I'm just... so happy."

I guess it's time to end the conversation.

Sheng Zhixin looked around at the homestay he was currently staying in, and Mingmei's mood sank for no reason.

Before, he either lived in the same room with Wen Gu, or lived next door to him, so he could see the existence of the other party as soon as he opened his eyes and went out.But this time the accommodation arrangement separated the two of them by a long distance, one in the urban area and the other in the outskirts of the city. Now he can only see Ai Xin's big face when he goes out.

Sin ah.

Sheng Zhixin's desire to see the beauty became more and more intense, and he rolled on the bed with his mobile phone in his arms, but he didn't hear Wen Gu saying that he wanted to hang up the phone.

It was quiet on the other end of the phone, not knowing what he was doing.

Sheng Zhixin coughed lightly: "Teacher Wen?"

"Ok?"

"You didn't hang up the phone."

"It's not hanging up," Wen Gu said, "What's wrong?"

"What are you doing? Am I bothering you a little?" Sheng Zhixin said carefully.

There was a sound of flipping the paper: "I'm looking at the contract, don't bother me."

"Oh, like this."

Sheng Zhixin wanted to ask him if he was looking at his contract, but he seemed to be self-indulgent, so he swallowed the sentence back.

He didn't speak, and the receiver could only hear the "rustling" sound of paper rubbing against each other, as if they had disappeared half a city away, as if Wen Gu was reading the contract beside him.

Sheng Zhixin didn't dare to disturb him, and he didn't want to press the button to end the call, so he hung up the voice call tacitly and finished watching the rest of the variety show, but he didn't know what he actually watched. All my heart is on the person on the other side of the phone.

The rustling of the pages stopped, and Wen Gu called him softly, "Xiao Sheng?"

"what happened?"

"Do you have something to do in a while? If you have nothing to do, do you want to go out for a walk?" Wen Gu asked him, "Go to the scenic spots, and have a meal together by the way?"