The star of the entertainment industry has you

Fang Zheng covered his face with his hands, as if he wanted to cover the temperature of the opponent's fingertips.

"What about me?" Ji Qingchuan looked at Fang Zheng strangely.

"It's okay." Fang Zheng shook his head, resolutely not saying a second word.

Don't be funny, "Your hand is so warm", "Pinch me again", "Would you like to keep pinching it down", "Can you let me pinch it", etc., etc., how can you just say it casually? Woolen cloth?Young Master, I am not a casual person!

"Why are you always covering your cheeks?" Ji Qingchuan asked.

"Well, prevent it from swallowing too often." Fang Zheng thought of an excuse, "It can't help swallowing when it sees the dishes you cook. This is not good, and it tends to cramp."

"The muscles are out of control. This is a disease and needs to be cured." Ji Qingchuan poked Fang Zheng's other cheek, "Why is this side not moving?"

"It's not this side's turn yet. Take turns, swallowing freely."

With a sound of "ding", the microwave oven prompts to end the work.Ji Qingchuan took out the iron plate and handed it to Fang Zheng: "Grilled chicken wings with XO sauce, taste how it tastes."

Fang Zheng: "Every time I take the elevator and hear a ding, I always feel like I'm in a microwave oven."

Ji Qingchuan: "..."

Fang Zheng: "Especially when there are acquaintances inside, this feeling is more obvious."

Ji Qingchuan: "I sincerely suggest that as a psychiatrist, you should read more reference books and less fantasy novels."

The steamed mullet and sweet and sour pork ribs made by Ji Qingchuan were very delicious. Fang Zheng handled his chopsticks like flying, so Ji Qingchuan finally had to drag him to the kitchen under the pretext of "I cook and you wash the dishes", lest he eat too much. Accumulation of food.

"Your house has such a good thing! I wouldn't have discovered it if it wasn't for the bowl." After washing the dishes, Fang Zheng took out a cup from the kitchen, tilted his neck, and drank the contents of the cup.

"I bet you that this is brewed sorghum brewed by the farmhouse." While speaking, Fang Zheng drank the second cup salivatingly.

It was only then that Ji Qingchuan came to his senses and walked quickly into the kitchen.

Sure enough, Fang Zheng dug out a jar of red bayberry liquor under the cupboard.At this moment, the mouth of the altar is wide open, and the amber liquid and the full bayberry give off an attractive aroma.

"Hey, what kind of wine are you drinking? You have to drive back." Ji Qingchuan didn't know what to say, so he could only grab the glass in his hand, pull him to sit on the sofa, "Come and drink some hot water, don't drink water for a while." Let’s drive, take a taxi and go back.”

Fang Zheng simply drank another drink as he didn't need to drive anyway. "When I was a child, every time I had abdominal pain and diarrhea, my grandmother would feed me a little red bayberry liquor, which worked very well."

"Well, then you're an alcoholic."

"No, it's just the opposite." Fang Zheng chuckled, "I don't drink well at all. You can do whatever you want as long as you get me drunk."

Ji Qingchuan: "..."

There is a weekly entertainment show on TV.Wei Hong smiled harmlessly at the camera: "Thank you fans for their support, I will work hard to film and be a serious person."

The host of the entertainment show is probably his brain-dead fan, and he used it in turns from "little fresh meat" to "warm man" in an excited tone. If it weren't for the wrong age, the host would definitely use "handsome uncle" .

Fang Zheng: "Hehe."

Ji Qingchuan glanced at Fang Zheng: "Hehe is the most hurtful word on the Internet, and it should not be used indiscriminately."

Fang Zheng: "Why do these words sound so familiar? But, I say hehe because I know what hehe means."

"I remember when I was a child," Fang Zheng recalled, "Idols not only had to be handsome, but also had a positive image, tall and perfect. Oh, and they had to pretend to be single. For example, Liu Tianwang couldn't say that he married a wife, otherwise female fans would jump off the building in minutes. Fortunately, the self-positioning of the fans has changed from the idol's girlfriend to the idol's mother, and they are tolerant and pampered to the idol they like. As a result, the little fresh meats are getting more and more arrogant, and their personal qualities are getting worse in private. It's getting worse. Ugh—"

"It's okay, don't pretend to be old." Ji Qingchuan knocked him on the head, "You are not in the circle, so you don't know how hard it is."

"Lucky to have you!" Fang Zheng looked at Ji Qingchuan with bright eyes, "You are a good person, and you have raised the average character value in the entertainment industry."

Ji Qingchuan laughed: "When did the entertainment circle have this rating? What is the standard for a good person?"

"Can cook! Delicious dishes!" Fang Zheng gave the standard without hesitation, and at the same time raised his glass, "Cheers!"

Ji Qingchuan: "I understand. A star who doesn't want to be a cook is not a good idol. You should write to our company, and the newcomer training should go to New Oriental for an internship."

Fang Zheng thought for a while and then said: "No, I made a mistake. In general fair scoring, the highest score is removed, and the lowest score is removed, and then the average is calculated. You are the one who was removed, and there is no way to help the rest. The next person gets points."

Ji Qingchuan: "...let's switch channels."

The next station is playing a reality show.

The host gave all kinds of instructions, jumping up and down, tossing the guests and entertainers with great energy, laughing together on and off the stage.

Fang Zheng sat on the sofa, giggling silly: "Have you been on similar programs before?"

"Yes, I have been on various variety shows, some of which are very interesting..." Ji Qingchuan looked sideways at Fang Zheng, who was blushing and couldn't stop giggling.After only three cups of bayberry wine, I was half drunk.Ji Qingchuan became aware of Fang Zheng's drinking capacity.

Some people say that the atmosphere is the best when the flowers are half drunk and half drunk. Sure enough, the slightly drunk Fang Zheng, Barabara, talked endlessly, and the two of them talked more and more happily. The bayberry wine was gone.

The host is asking the guests what is the craziest thing they have ever done.

Ji Qingchuan poked Fang Zheng: "Hey, what crazy thing have you done?"

Fang Zheng thought for a while, then began to laugh again: "The craziest thing is chasing girls with my roommates. I was a sophomore at the time, and one of my roommates liked girls from the Department of Economics and Management, so they asked us for advice. The conclusion is that if you want girls to like you, you must let them People are surprised and they like it. The surprise is simple, just keep it from her. As for what she likes, we use professional knowledge to analyze that girls like furry things the most, such as hugging bears and fluffy dogs, which are super warm. "

"Then your roommate bought a huggable bear?"

"No, he didn't think he was creative enough. We consulted on the Internet and saw many girls saying that they fell in love with a certain boy because he was very caring about small animals. My roommate went to buy a dog. The dog was quite small, it was a Mini fighters."

"We lured the girl to the most secluded corner of the playground and blindfolded her from behind. My roommate took the opportunity to put the end of the dog leash in her hand. Unexpectedly, the girl was seriously afraid of dogs. She screamed and threw it away. The rope, ran away, stepped on the dog while running, and was bitten by the dog. Our dormitory head quickly assigned tasks, one person was responsible for leading the dog's rope, and the other three sent her to the hospital. Well, I am the unlucky one who leads the dog's rope Egg."

"It's your fault, it's too deceitful." Ji Qingchuan couldn't help laughing, "What happened next?"

"How can the dog be so cruel after being stepped on! It almost bit off my pants. So they had to take me to the hospital, and I got vaccinated with the girl."

Ji Qingchuan laughed so hard that he was about to fall off the sofa, and forced Fang Zheng to roll up his trousers to show him the scars from dog bites.

Fang Zheng held on to his trousers, "It's time for you to talk about crazy things!"

"Well, I was not very good at acting when I first debuted. I had a friend who was super good at acting and won the best actor award. He told me that an actor must experience life. Before filming "Nong Tide", he said that if he wanted to play a boy in a fishing village, he had to experience the life of a fisherman .We went to a fishing village and studied with the old fishermen for two days. On the third day, we boldly rented a fishing boat and prepared to go to sea for a try.”

"Wow, the freshly caught fish is the freshest. It's delicious as sashimi, and it's also good to eat grilled!" Fang Zheng's eyes brightened when he thought of the fish in the boat.Another quick drink.

"Stupid, do you think you can quickly master a craft in two days? We went fishing at five o'clock in the morning, and the boat capsized before we caught any fish. The water was so cold that it froze people into popsicles."

Later, exhausted, they swam ashore, shaking wildly, lying on the beach pointing at the seaweed above each other's heads and laughing wildly.A small hermit crab poked its head out from the sand, but they were so frightened that they hid back in its shell and ran away.

Later, Qi Xuan died before seeing him win an award for this film.

Didn't hear Fang Zheng's questioning, Ji Qingchuan lowered his head, only to see Fang Zheng fell asleep with the smell of wine all over his body.

Drunk, Ji Qingchuan dazedly pulled the blanket on the back of the sofa to cover Fang Zheng, and fell asleep too.

Fang Zheng had a sweet dream.

In the dream, the sky is blue and the land is green, and I am a little lion rolling around.Yes, Lion, he is so domineering, he must be so domineering!

A lamb grazes on a meadow.

The little lion walked up to the lamb: "I feel very hungry every time I see you, what should I do?"

The lamb thought for a while: "I cook for you? I can make delicious sweet and sour pork ribs and braised fish."

The little lion shook his head: "I'm still hungry."

The lamb flinched in fear: "Do you want to eat me?"

The little lion showed a smirk and rushed forward.

"This way I won't be hungry." After finishing speaking, the little lion kissed the lamb on the face.

"Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey..." Fang Zheng smiled happily in his dream.

Ji Qingchuan also had a dream.

In the dream, I was a hard-working cook wearing an apron, standing in the kitchen full of oily smoke, waving a big spatula endlessly, cooking one dish after another, still unable to rest.

An overseer stood by and shouted from time to time: "Don't stop, keep burning!"

The two of them nestled together on the same sofa and slept all night. As a result, when Ji Qingchuan got up, his back was so sore that he didn't want to live.

Fang Zheng was still awake.The morning sun shone in through the unclosed curtains, like a pool of clear water in summer, flowing wantonly along the sofa, flowing through Fang Zheng's peaceful and satisfied sleeping face, making him seem to be glowing.Like a lamp bearer in the dark night, it makes people feel warm and want to be close.

Ji Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, and then quite annoyed.He brought people back to eat by himself, and even let them stay overnight after eating.This distance was too close, and he almost instinctively felt scared.

Over the years, there were very few outsiders who entered his house, and even none stayed overnight.Home is his private territory, his steadfastness.This house was originally bought for living with Qi Xuan, but it was a pity that it took three months to decorate and ventilate it for three months, before moving in, Qi Xuan passed away.Since then, home has become his castle, and he shut himself in the castle.

Starting today, no one will be allowed in at will.

Ji Qingchuan swore secretly.

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