The star of the entertainment industry has you

The door opens.

Fang Zheng turned half of his face to Ji Qingchuan, and made a very cool look: "Good morning!"

If this is a classic drama of "The President Falls in Love with Cinderella", and the hero appears at the moment when the heroine's first love fails and needs comfort most, then the scene should be - the breeze blows the corner of his long windbreaker, and the hair on his forehead Covering his domineering, affectionate and introverted star eyes, with an expression so cool that no explanation is needed, he took the heroine's hand and said: "I have contracted this fish pond, how long do you want to cry over it?" , as long as you cry!"

Fang Zheng felt that he was so domineering!

He expected Ji Qingchuan to be like the heroine of a TV series, who would be so moved that he would directly throw himself on his shoulder and weep his clothes.

"I got up late today and didn't make breakfast." Ji Qingchuan spread his hands.

"In your eyes, am I just a scumbag?" Fang Zheng's eyes were full of accusations.

"Of course not. You not only eat food, but also eat vegetables, soup, and snacks!"

Fang Zheng, who had comprehensively upgraded his skills and diversified his business development, was furious: "I came so early today, and I specially invited you out for breakfast!"

"Please come later next time, let me sleep more." Ji Qingchuan took out the spare key from the drawer, "Student assistant, this is my house key, open the door by yourself next time."

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up instantly.

It feels like, you originally only planned to be a sneaky pervert, sneaking into someone's house in the middle of the night to steal jade and incense, but the owner suddenly gave you a special pass, allowing you to come whenever you want in the future .

This sour and refreshing taste can't stop at all!

"I'll take care of dinner in the future, but remember to wash the dishes after eating. Also, go back early every day, don't dawdle." Ji Qingchuan interrupted Fang Zheng's imagination.

"Go back early, um, no problem." Fang Zheng agreed without hesitation.

Of course no problem, I have the key anyway!Go back early and come back to Shenma in the middle of the night, no pressure at all!

Ah!

key!

The power to come and go as you please!

The voucher to open the door to a new world!

A must-have product that sneaks into the night with the wind to moisten things silently!

I love you, the key to Saibei~~~ Fluttering, everywhere!

Fang Zheng took Ji Qingchuan to his favorite beef noodle restaurant when he was an undergraduate student. It is located in the suburbs, adjacent to the new campus of S University.

"I was studying in the new campus when I was an undergraduate, and I ate it almost every day. It was super delicious. When I was in graduate school, I moved back to the headquarters in the city, so I seldom went there. Every time I think about it, I drool." Fang Zheng told Ji while driving. Qingchuan explained.

"Is there a lot of beef in it?" Ji Qingchuan asked.

"Huh? How do you know? Have you eaten it?" Fang Zheng wondered.

"Just look at your posture of wanting to eat the whole cow. You are the absolute nemesis of cattle."

"..."

"When will it arrive? You have been driving for a long time."

"The suburbs are far away. I haven't been there for a long time, and I kind of forget the way. I guarantee you like that one. Not only is the beef a lot, but it's also marinated with dried chili. The tendon meat is moderately soft and hard, and the sauce is delicious. Sprinkle some coriander and sesame seeds, wow—"

Ji Qingchuan handed over the tissue in time: "Come on, catch the drool."

"Qingchuan, the grandmother who runs the noodle shop is very similar to my grandmother."

"Miss grandma?"

"Well. Didn't I tell you, when I was in elementary school, my dad was in the stage of starting a business. My parents are busy, and I live at my grandma's house most of the time. My grandma loves me very much. She cooks food and beef with flowers. Noodles, shepherd's purse dumplings, fragrant pork knuckles, pea cakes, radish cakes, crispy fried fish..."

Carefully cooked home-cooked dishes, salt is care, sugar is blessing, vinegar is worry, and oil is endless and profound love-the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are full of warmth and love.As soon as the lid is opened, the house is filled with fragrance and warmth.

"Is grandma okay?"

"It has...become a star in the sky."

I once secretly vowed to be filial to my grandma in the future, and my mother also said that when I got rich, I would buy a big house and bring my grandma to live with me.However, when his father succeeded in starting a business and bought a sea-view villa, the kind old man who loved his grandson to the bone had passed away.It has always been the most painful realization in the world that a child wants to support him but does not wait for his relatives.

"So...Qingchuan, I like to eat your home cooking."

"Okay, I'll make it for you every day from now on." Ji Qingchuan readily agreed.

It is rare to see Fang Zheng so depressed, like an abandoned big dog, Ji Qingchuan has the urge to take him home and keep him in captivity for the rest of his life.

He wants to feed him big meaty bones every day, add a handful of wild mushrooms to the crock pot chicken soup simmering on a low fire, and stir-fry small green vegetables in high broth, so that he can run and have fun without worry.

Ji Qingchuan didn't realize at all that he was already thinking about his whole life.

Like a stubborn city guard, he moved a stool and sat at the closed city gate, guarding his small city, holding the key tightly and saying: The only door is locked, and the key is in my hand. Can't get in.He covered his ears and kept his guard up, but he didn't know that the side wall had been broken long ago; strangers swaggered into the center of the city, explored, lingered until they moved in.

"The scenery here is really beautiful." Ji Qingchuan praised.

The scenery in the suburbs is really beautiful.The gentle wind is rippling, the flowing water is cheerful, the lush green grass stretches into the distance, the air is full of quiet beauty, and the time is so quiet that it seems to be sticky——

Sticky?

"Where have you been driving?" Ji Qingchuan asked suddenly, withdrawing his eyes from admiring the beautiful scenery.

"I..." Fang Zheng parked the car, dumbfounded at the large open space in front of him, the mountains in the distance and the unfamiliar village.

"S University is in such a remote place? Are you acting in "Liao Zhai"? Find some ancient tombs and wasteland to meet fox demons and flower spirits."

"It would be great if the two of us were really fox demons and flower spirits." Fang Zheng said with a bitter face, "You can be full by inhaling the aura of heaven and earth, and you don't have to be so hungry."

Fang Zheng's stomach grunted at the right time, saying: Master's words are too correct, I am honored to follow the wise and powerful master!

Ji Qingchuan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was almost time for lunch.Gululu - Ji Qingchuan's stomach also rumbled.

Gululu - Gululu - two people's stomachs played a symphony.

"Ah-ah-ah-I'm going to eat the whole cow!"

"Pfft-"

Turning on the phone, Baidu Maps, Fang Zheng found that he took the wrong fork, and S passed by early in the morning.

Reluctant to drive back, the more you drive, the higher the sun will be, and the more you drive, the hungrier you will be.

"Qingchuan, stop at the first restaurant you meet. I'm really hungry." Fang Zheng wished he could chew the steering wheel.

After a quarter of an hour, the two finally saw a small casserole shop by the roadside.

The shop is small, but very cozy.

The shop owner is a middle-aged couple with simple and honest faces full of smiles.The wife is busy greeting guests outside, collecting dishes and cleaning the table, while the husband is sweating profusely in the kitchen behind.The wife took advantage of the time to go in to serve the bowl, and wiped the sweat off her husband's forehead with a towel.The dark-complexioned man raised his head and smiled innocently.

Ji Qingchuan was a little envious, that look of mutual affection was the happiness he had always longed for.

The hot three-flavor casserole is full of delicious ingredients, and with a spoonful of it, the internal organs are stretched out.

"It's so delicious—" Fang Zheng ate hard, "Boss, give me another one!"

Ji Qingchuan was in a good mood seeing him wolfing down the food, and speeded up his swinging.

"If I didn't go the wrong way today, I wouldn't have come across such a delicious restaurant." Ji Qingchuan sighed contentedly after drinking the last sip of soup.

Fang Zheng was thoughtful, grabbed Ji Qingchuan's hand suddenly, and said solemnly: "Life is like this. When you think you are going on the wrong road, you may encounter another warm scenery."

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" Ji Qingchuan rolled his eyes at him, "You can become a philosopher even after eating a meal. You didn't eat casserole, but transformation potion, right?"

"Uh..." Fang Zheng scratched his head and swallowed back the words—

Qingchuan, as long as you turn your head, you can see someone who really belongs to you waiting around the corner.Forget Qi Xuan.

Sure enough, every foodie is a robot, and he can work better if he is full of food and drink.

After eating, Fang Zheng found his way back very smoothly.It's a pity that the beef noodle restaurant has been demolished and turned into a landfill.

Fang Zheng wept in the wind and chanted poems sadly: the old shop has been gone by yellow crane, and there is an empty garbage dump here.

"I guess you are so good at eating that you scare the store." Ji Qingchuan patted him, "Not all milk is called Milk Deluxe, not all people are called Special Neng Eat!"

Fang Special Can Eat Zheng: ...

"Qingchuan, it's okay anyway, let me show you around S University. Show you the place where I lived for four years."

I wish you could learn more about my past.

There are many people on the campus on weekends, the young students are full of energy, and the gray-haired professor is leisurely and serene.

"S University is indeed a century-old prestigious school, it is really beautiful." Ji Qingchuan praised.

"How do you know it's a century old? This new campus has been built for less than ten years. When I entered the school, many projects were still under construction. The old campus is the one in the urban area."

"Uh, why don't you be so pragmatic!"

"Qingchuan, you are also a university student in S City, right?" Fang Zheng remembered what he said in Ji Qingchuan's information on the Internet.Ji Qingchuan graduated from the Chinese Department of C University in S City, and he was a monk who entered the entertainment industry halfway.

"Hmm. The school is very ordinary, not as big as S."

Unknowingly walked to the edge of the playground.

Fang Zheng pointed to the playground with a gloomy expression on his face: "When I first entered the school, the school stipulated that the final test for boys was 3000 meters. Long-distance running is my weakness, and it is so painful. A buddy in the dormitory is generous and runs with me in the morning every day. I ran for a full semester. At the end of the term, the school issued new regulations, changing the distance from 3000 meters to 1000 meters!"

"Hahaha, did you pass the run?"

"I ran third in the class! It's like a scud."

But, I run so fast, why can't I catch up with you?

Ji Qingchuan teased: "Actually, you don't need anyone to run with you, just leave a dog behind."

"Why do you keep laughing at me about being bitten by a dog!" Fang Zheng went crazy.

"Maybe it's because you look so dazed when you scream." Ji Qingchuan laughed, "I guess you were very good at shot put or something."

Fang Zheng was surprised: "How did you guess right?"

Ji Qingchuan: "Because you are from the Ox Star, isn't it normal for you to be as strong as an ox?"

"I'll tell you a secret." Fang Zheng looked at Ji Qingchuan with a particularly sincere look, "Actually, I am the reincarnation of Immortal Niu."

"Really?" Ji Qingchuan was very interested, "Then, let's express some milk."

"Qingchuan, you've learned it badly!" Fang Zheng was Spartan, what is milking too heavy?

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