Top C-bit love [entertainment circle]

A little closer.

So, Yangyang is actually that little matchmaker...

Chi Xingyan was stunned by this idea, and after feeling a lot of fate in his heart, he immediately took out the bank card from his pocket and stuffed it into Song Siwei's hand: "There are 300 million in it, not much, you take it first Return the loan to Yangyang for medical treatment."

Song Siwei was taken aback, and the light card in his hand suddenly became heavy: "What are you doing?"

"Nurture." Chi Xingyan said.

Lu Yan's expression suddenly changed slightly, and Song Siwei's face almost turned black when he saw it.

"Are you conscious of firing CP with me..." Chi Xingyan gripped Song Siwei's hand very tightly, preventing him from returning the card, "I am so rich that I can make my CP teacher Song suffer. ?"

Song Siwei frowned: "Don't mess around!"

Chi Xingyan smiled brightly: "I said I would give you a car when I returned to Beijing. Do you think I'm joking? Anyway, you don't need a sports car when you go to the Yunnan production team, so I'll pay you back first."

Song Siwei felt that Chi Xingyan was making trouble out of no reason, and was about to turn his wrist to subdue him, when Lu Yan suddenly said, "Brother Song, actually I'm not only here to see you this time, but also to pay back the money."

She took out a bank card from her carry-on bag and handed it over: "This is 10 yuan, and the rest... I'll figure out what to do with the rest."

Song Siwei was stunned for a moment, this time he was really pissed off, and his expression was very bad: "What are you two doing? You both want to give me money, am I so poor? Hurry up and put them all away!"

"It's only natural to pay off debts. You don't have to take Xingyan's money, but you must keep mine."

"You don't owe me..." Song Si pushed back Lu Yan's hand seriously, emphasizing every word, "I owe you."

The two suddenly became strangely silent.

Chi Xingyan intuitively felt that there was a story between the two of them, but he didn't want to get entangled in that story. The top priority now was to get Song Siwei to accept 300 million to solve his debt crisis.

"Sister Yan, Teacher Song doesn't want your money. I can. At worst, I'll help him repay the 300 million loan first, and then you can pay it back to me slowly." Chi Xingyan said, thinking that I am such a clever little ghost .

Song Siwei said angrily, "Shut up! You're making trouble regardless of the occasion, right?"

"I'm not making trouble, this is true love."

Lu Yan had already expected that Song Siwei would not accept money when she was on the way here. It seemed that only by giving up everything in this way could he make up for what he owed to the Lu family and make him feel better.

However, Lu Yan sighed in her heart, Song Siwei didn't owe the Lu family anything.

"Then follow what Xingyan said, Brother Song, can you accept his money first? Otherwise, the interest will keep accumulating, and my [-] won't be enough to give the bank a bite."

"I'll take care of it myself." Song Siwei was still insisting.

Lu Yan bypassed Song Siwei, and directly put the bank card into Chi Xingyan's hand: "That's it, the 290 will be paid back to you first, and I will write you an IOU later, and I will pay you the rest of the [-] million. return."

Chi Xingyan happily stuffed it into his trouser pocket: "Okay, sister Yan, you are so smart."

"You're smarter."

Song Siwei's face almost sank to the ground, you two are very smart, and I am the only idiot who doesn't take money?

Chi Xingyan hugged Song Siwei's arm and whispered, "I didn't give you the money for nothing. Don't you have a house in Beijing? The apartment I used to live in was discovered by illegitimate students, and I was harassed as soon as I went back. If I want to live with you, the rent will be deducted from the 300 million yuan first."

Song Siwei's face turned pale: "Really?"

Chi Xingyan nodded wildly and winked at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan flattered Chi Xingyan with embellishments: "I heard that illegitimate fans are very perverted, squatting in the corridor every day, ringing the doorbell at night, and stuffing small notes in the crack of the door."

Chi Xingyan hugged Song Siwei's arm and made a fearful expression: "Woooooooo... I have encountered it too, and I thought it was a ghost. I was so scared to death."

Song Siwei glanced at him and thought to himself, you continue to act.

Lu Yan: "I've seen reports that illegitimate students cook and sleep at his house while idols are at work, and I heard that they secretly take pictures while idols are asleep."

Chi Xingyan: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Song Siwei frowned: "Don't you close the door when you take a shower?"

Chi Xingyan's small theater suddenly encountered a logic bug, and he couldn't make it up, so he coughed bluntly: "This...that's not the point, the point is that the illegitimate child is really perverted, watching me like a fly, and now the place where I live has already disappeared. Being targeted, unless I move, the pervert will not let me go."

Song Siwei suspected that he made up 80.00% of it, but was worried about the remaining 20.00%.

In case the child is really harassed, with his violent temper that doesn't know how to deal with things, maybe he will do something reckless to ruin his star career.

Thinking of Chi Xingyan's insane black fans before, Song Siwei was even more worried, what if it wasn't an illegitimate child, but a pure black fan?

Thinking about it this way, Song Siwei suddenly felt that the place where Chi Xingyan lived was a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, and his child was just a little baby who didn't know much about the world, and could be persecuted at any time.

He didn't consider that Chi Xingyan's cold face has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and he is not a good person to provoke at all.

Song Siwei took out the room card and key from his pocket and handed them to Chi Xingyan: "Take it, I accept your proposal, and the rent will be refunded if the rent is exceeded."

Chi Xingyan was so excited that he almost jumped up and kissed him on the face. He happily accepted the things, hugged Song Siwei's shoulders with his tight and powerful arms, and kept yelling, "Brother Song is the best! Song Siwei is the best!" Brother, fly bravely, and the stars will always follow you!"

If he could put a tail on his ass, he would definitely be able to turn into a propeller and fly into the sky.

Lu Yan took out her mobile phone and took another frantic shot.Seeing Song Siwei asking Chi Xingyan to stay away from him as if begging for mercy, and disliking him as annoying as a dog, Lu Yan felt that the slack CP uploaded on the Internet might be true, she watched the two fight with a smile on the corner of her mouth , Unknowingly, his eyes turned red.

How many years have you seen Song Siwei like this?

Song Siwei, who can laugh and make trouble, and is full of human spirit, seems to have really returned.

Satisfied with food and drink, Chi Xingyan's goal of stuffing money was achieved, and he used his little brain to get the extra privilege of living in Song Siwei's house. The thought of living together with Song Siwei soon made him so excited that he couldn't fall asleep all night.

After four and a half months of filming ended, the two bid farewell to the crew and returned to Beijing early the next morning.

Chi Xingyan has long been used to flying all over the world. He always has year-round clothes in his suitcase, and he takes a super dad Liu Meng with him, so he can take care of himself with ease.

Song Siwei was worried at first that he would not get used to returning to Beijing from the south, but he didn't expect that he would be blown down by the cold wind first when he got off the plane.

Chi Xingyan settled in Song Siwei's house with light clothes and smooth travel on the grounds of taking care of the sick. At the same time, he also consigned all the musical instruments in the film and television city hotel to Song Siwei's house. .

Song Siwei was standing in the middle of the living room wearing a Chinese-style cotton pajamas, staring blankly at Chi Xingyan, who was wearing a red hoodie and riveted jeans, who was cleaning his buttocks, thinking that this style of painting was too weird.

Under the huge calligraphy and painting in running script, there is a crystal drum set with colorful light bars flashing wildly;

Standing next to the sky blue pale porcelain vase is an electric guitar inlaid with a gothic skull;

A triangle and a shepherd boy’s flute hung on the brush holder, and the paperweight was thrown away, replaced by tuning clips and guitar picks...

A mix of Chinese and Western, Confucianism and bursting, calligraphy and ink and rhythm-it's really...not harmonious at all.

After Song Siwei had a cold and drank the medicine, he was already in a daze, but seeing his home turned into a mess, he was even more dizzy.

He raised his hand towards the beautiful man who was working hard, "Don't be too busy, the room is too big, I have to call someone from the housekeeping company to clean it up."

Chi Xingyan felt that Mr. Song's self-taught Versailles literature is really proficient, and couldn't help complaining: "I thought you were really a poor ghost, but I didn't expect to have such a big house in the second ring road. My 300 million rent Can it last for a few days..."

Song Siwei replied dazedly: "I bought it early, it's not worth the money."

Chi Xingyan was silent for a while, then muttered: "This is too exciting for me."

He used to think that he was a tyrant who spent a lot of money, but he didn't expect that with his little money, he could only be regarded as Song Siwei's little boy in the golden house...

It turned out that Song Siwei said he didn't need his money, he really didn't need it, and he wasn't humble at all.

Song Siwei saw him squatting like a decadent big dog, and thought it was funny: "Why, you used to say you want to take care of me, can you still afford it now?"

Chi Xingyan gritted his teeth and stomped his foot: "After I finished recording "Singing Show", I will definitely become a top class and be right with you. Don't underestimate me."

Song Siwei was overjoyed, the word "the right family" really touched his heart.

He walked up to Chi Xingyan and wanted to hold him by the hand.When Chi Xingyan saw that his face was sick, he quickly stood up and supported his waist, which made Song Siwei feel weird: "I'm sick, not pregnant."

Chi Xingyan: "..."

Song Siwei: "Hey, you're not top-notch now, how are you going to support me? Don't you get angry and give me a sports car?"

Chi Xingyan: "I can pay with my flesh, with my body."

Song Siwei: "You have already promised in the crew."

Chi Xingyan: "At worst, I'll sell you my ass."

Song Siwei's eyes lit up immediately, his head was no longer dizzy, and his eyes were no longer blurred: "Really?"

Chi Xingyan pouted his ass and raised his right hand: "Slap me, don't you just like to slap my ass? I know you like this feeling