Watermelon, mechanically replied: "Ah...you too..."

Song Siwei followed his gaze, quickly pulled out the pajamas from his waist, pinched the wrinkled hem with one hand, and explained with a little embarrassment: "Tie it up for punching."

"Oh..." Chi Xingyan put another piece of watermelon into his mouth, "Did you do Tai Chi just now?"

Song Siwei shook his head: "It's Wu Qin Xi."

Chi Xingyan: "..."

He tried his best to search in the memory bank, but he didn't have the slightest impression of this kind of poultry show. He could recite the names of fashion brand limited editions backwards and forwards, and Song Siwei's boxing method touched the blind spot of knowledge.

——It’s just, who wants to know this kind of weird knowledge, just knowing that the person you’re going to have a date with in the future is an old man who can do Tai Chi, this thing is already ridiculous, okay? ?

Song Siwei saw his stupefied expression, struck by lightning, and felt very amused. He deliberately stepped forward and invited, "Do you want to fight together? It's very healthy."

Chi Xingyan ran away with the watermelon box in his arms: "No, no, I have to give watermelon to my assistant."

As he said that, he quickly rushed to the door of Liu Meng's room and slammed the door loudly.

Liu Meng opened the door and asked nervously, "What's the matter? Another illegitimate student broke in?"

"No..." Chi Xingyan pushed him into the room, "Mengmeng, do you eat watermelon? Go in and talk about it."

Liu Meng's hairs stood on end when she was called "Mengmeng", and she tugged at the doorknob in doubt. Did this kid take the wrong medicine today?

"Where did you get the watermelon?" Liu Meng closed the door suspiciously.

Chi Xingyan nestled into the sofa, put the watermelon box on the coffee table, and said worriedly: "I think I'm going to Waterloo again this time."

When are you not in Waterloo?

Liu Meng asked, "What's wrong?"

Chi Xingyan's head was full of bitterness, and his big eyes blinked for a long time. He didn't know where to start, and his whole body was depressed.

"What's the matter, brother Xing?" Liu Meng had never seen his expression before, let alone, Chi Xingyan, who was quietly acting sad, was very handsome, even handsome with the temperament of a European classic handsome man.

Chi Xingyan is destined not to be a melancholy and beautiful man, his brain circuit is very clear, he hesitated and said: "Can you imagine me having sex with an old man?"

"what?"

"It's just me pouting and performing manically every day, "Ah! Axiba! Agassi, you don't understand anything! I really love you!" This kind of? "

"Ah??" Liu Meng felt like she was about to burst.

Chi Xingyan's imagination has already cracked: "What the hell is this CP! What kind of Korean drama is it, the bride?"

"How can I show affection to a Tai Chi practitioner! Oh my god...the filming will be sold out after the filming, and the crew will definitely let us interact. This...how can I create a sense of CP?"

What the hell are the sufferings of the world!

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4. Training Camp 1

Chi Xingyan spent the first half of the morning in disbelief and a broken face, until Liu Meng received a call from the crew to go downstairs.

"Brother Xing, the crew's car is already waiting downstairs." Liu Meng reminded him.

Chi Xingyan: "So fast? Did you say where the training camp is?"

"It's not in the film and television city. It is said that it rented a factory outside. The place is spacious and suitable for training martial arts."

"Ah, whatever, whatever, I have a headache!" Chi Xingyan went out clutching his head, and went back to his room to get his bag.

When he was about to open the door, he glanced at Song Siwei's door in a strange way. The opposite door was locked, and he didn't know if anyone was still there.

The strange feeling in Chi Xingyan's heart still lingers, as long as he thinks that he will act opposite Song Siwei in the next four or five months, and it will still be that kind of ambiguous plot that is plausible, he will have goose bumps all over his body.

This was the second time we met, and Song Siwei successfully entered Chi Xingyan's list of allergens with a five-animal show.

Liu Meng is like a super dad, carrying a heavy load, not only carrying Chi Xingyan's backpack, portable air-conditioning fan, folding stool, but also a medical bag with a red cross printed on it, and FIRSTAID written exaggeratedly in English .

When Chi Xingyan took the elevator, he glanced back, his face was almost black: "I'm going to a training camp, not a summer camp. What are you doing with the medicine box?"

"Going out is not as good as filming in a film and television city. Anything can happen. Especially when there is martial arts training. When something goes wrong, it will be called every day and the place is not working. It will kill you if you are in a hurry." Liu Meng explained.

"Am I going to help the African tribes? Is the Internet just connected in the village? Can't you call if something happens? Besides, the crew should have already prepared, so you don't need to worry about it." Chi Xingyan looked at him nervously. look, speechless.

Liu Meng pulled the medicine box behind her back, and continued to insist: "Be prepared, and if something goes wrong, it's not you, a big star, who deducts your salary. Besides, if you don't need it, you can also prepare it for others. Little actors don't have such a good life as you, and there are special assistants to take care of them."

Chi Xingyan shut his mouth, always feeling that he had been taught a lesson, but his heart was warm, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He put his hands in his pockets, reacted for a while, and was about to walk up to the crew's car, before he said: "Liu Meng, you are getting more and more outrageous, aren't you, am I your star brother, or are you my brother?"

"You are my brother, you will always be my handsome star brother!"

Liu Meng replied without raising her head, gave Chi Xingyan a bump on his buttocks, and pushed him into the crew's car.

"You are a typical hypocrite..." Chi Xingyan said as he got into the car, his words stopped abruptly.

Liu Meng also got into the car, only to find that Chi Xingyan was looking at the people in the car.

Song Siwei handed over two bottles of mineral water and greeted Liu Meng: "Morning, I'm Song Siwei."

"Hello, Teacher Song..." Liu Meng first took off all the things on her body and occupied a seat, and then reached for the water.

He glanced at Chi Xingyan quietly, seeing him sitting on the seat in front of Song Siwei with a face full of embarrassment, winking at him constantly, looking like he was waiting for someone to rescue him, his heart immediately burst into joy.

Is this the old uncle Chi Xingyan is talking about?Who will Chi Xingyan want to engage in CP in the future?

She doesn't look old at all, she's around thirty at most, but her temperament is quite unique.

Song Siwei has a very typical oriental appearance. Compared with Chi Xingyan's aggressive thick eyebrows and big eyes, his facial features are not particularly tall and prominent, but the proportion is harmonious, the standard three courts and five eyes are symmetrical , is the light and high-end face that film directors love most.

His eyes are particularly eye-catching, a pair of slightly narrow peach blossom eyes, the pupils are black and bright, like some kind of warm and lustrous black jade, which can be used to express love, and can see through what the other person is thinking at a glance.

This generation of young people who have not married and started a business generally have not had enough fun by the age of 30, and they still have a little bit of childishness left in them.

Song Siwei was completely different, just meeting him for the first time, he could easily feel the indifferent and stable aura about him, like a successful person with a happy life, a harmonious family, and never worries.

Liu Meng was also in his thirties, but he was with Chi Xingyan all day long, and his mentality became more and more childish. When he suddenly saw someone his age like Song Siwei, he couldn't help but secretly compared him.

Is this the so-called standing at thirty?That sense of safety and ease is actually a bit enviable.

"Come here!" Chi Xingyan waved his hand to summon Liu Meng when he saw that Liu Meng was still not moving.

Liu Meng reluctantly walked over and sat down beside him.Chi Xingyan took out his sunglasses from his butt pocket and put them on, pretending to go to sleep: "I'll squint for a while, call me when I arrive."

"Okay." Liu Meng couldn't bear to expose him.

Song Siwei passed a neck pillow from the back seat, curled the corners of his lips, and said in a humorous tone, "Put it on his neck, it's not good to twist the cervical spine, young people should pay attention to maintenance."

Chi Xingyan almost couldn't pretend, he closed his eyes and rolled his invisible eyes.He had never seen an actor who paid as much attention to health preservation as Song Siwei.

What's more, he himself is really not old. How can a man in his 30s live like an old man dancing in the park?

Liu Meng thanked her, took Song Siwei's neck pillow, and was about to stuff it on Chi Xingyan's neck. Chi Xingyan was itchy, opened his eyes unbearably, and grabbed the neck pillow :"I will do it myself!"

He wrapped the neck pillow around his neck, and while buttoning up the buttons, he couldn't help but look back at Song Siwei.

Song Siwei seemed to be waiting for him to look over, his eyes met, and the corners of his mouth were slightly teasing, as if to say, you boy, can't you pretend?

Chi Xingyan turned his head unrequitedly, pretending to be asleep, he didn't even bother to pretend to be asleep, and brushed Weibo with his neck pillow on.

After a short while, he ignored Song Siwei, and began to write "I rely on" in his mouth.

"I rely on... I... rely on... it's endless, right?"

Chi Xingyan slid his thumb back and forth on the phone screen, clicked on a black and white picture to identify it carefully, and found that Zhou Shenshen's only fan had posted a posthumous photo of him, and he also frantically private messaged his tuba, congratulating him on his birthday The C-bit on Weibo went to the funeral.

"These are some stupid things. Didn't your mother teach you to study hard and be a good person?" Chi Xingyan complained angrily, without even noticing that he was also spouting.

Liu Meng glanced at Song Siwei in the back seat in fright, and quickly covered his mouth: "Be careful of your idol burden!"

Chi Xingyan threw his hand away, and the anger that had been accumulated all day and night erupted in an instant: "Fuck off! I have a hairy idol burden! I have endured sunspots for a long time!"

As he spoke, he clicked on Weibo and prepared to type, Liu

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