I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

Faced with several shots being shot at the same time, the young man did not panic at all.

He casually threw the scarf to the man who came in with the suitcase, "Hold it to me."

The man nodded, and he put the scarf loosely on his shoulders first.

Jiang Xing casually took off his down jacket and put it in his hand.He was wearing a snow-white turtleneck sweater with thick needles and thick threads, which inadvertently covered a little of his chin.

When the hot drink was ready, the staff trotted to pass it to him, not even forgetting to remove the small lid on the top of the cup for him.

Jiang Xing: "Thank you."

He smiled at the staff, said thank you but immediately turned his head, lazily and casually.

And very...arrogant.

Fisher considered the newly learned language, although he was reluctant to use such derogatory terms to describe him.

Jiang Xing walked towards the sofa, and the camera moved with his steps.

When the filming started, Wu Yin instantly changed into the image of a polite junior in front of the audience.

Although Jiang Xing is not much older than him, but he is a child star, so he is ten seniors.

Jiang Xing turned his head and glanced at him casually like thanking him just now.

"morning."

Wu Yin got up and nodded to him, smiling brightly: "Hello, senior."

Wu Yueqiang didn't like his hypocrisy, so she leaned over with a smile, and hugged Jiang Xing intimately, "Xing Xing, good morning. Are you tired from the car?"

Jiang Xing didn't feel at all that he should hold back his temper when he was on the show, rubbed Wu Yueqiang's shoulder, and complained, "I'm exhausted, I went out before dawn, and couldn't sleep on the way."

He pointed at his eyes exaggeratedly, "Look, the dark circles under your eyes are almost hanging on your mouth."

In fact, there are no dark circles.His face was fair and lustrous, and Wu Yueqiang was almost face to face with no blemishes visible, like polished jade.

She smiled and pinched Jiang Xing's cheek, dragged him to Fisher, "Fisher, this is Xing Jiang, should you meet for the first time?"

Fisher was left alone for a long time, he nodded gently, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Xing, "Hello, I'm Fisher."

Jiang Xing's clear and bright eyes turned to him gently, his eyes almost wantonly tracing his deep facial features.

Fisher's hand just stopped in the air.

"Hello," just before Wu Yueqiang couldn't help pinching him secretly, a bright smile finally appeared on Jiang Xing's unpredictable face, "I'm Jiang Xing."

The sound is like spring, and the mercury bottle is broken.Fisher shook his hand, not at all offended.

He thought a little helplessly, no wonder everyone was so prepared.Jiang Xing really needs to cheer up to deal with it.

But you are still reluctant to perfunctory him, for such a delicate and beautiful young man, even a heavy word will appear rude.

Jiang Xing didn't take back his hand, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Mr. Fisher, your surname is also very suitable as a Chinese name."

He was also half hugged and half hugged by Wu Yueqiang, even if he was completely wrapped and hugged, it did not damage his composure and lazy temperament at all.

Fisher smiled and nodded: "My language class teacher said the same."

"yes."

Jiang Xing smiled at him again.

It was the casual, perfunctory smile just now.

He lost interest in Fisher.

Jiang Xing sat down and took a sip of milk tea, frowning and sticking out the tip of his tongue, "It's so hard to drink."

"Do they use creamer?" The young man complained, sniffing lightly with the tip of his nose to the cup of tea.

This gesture was not rude by him, but like a smart kitten testing whether the milk is good or not.

Wu Yueqiang couldn't stop laughing, "Let's just make it."

"do not like."

Jiang Xing waved to the camera, and the taciturn attendant pushed one of the boxes over.

The director didn't stop it, anyway, with Jiang Xing around, they planned a lot of time for this pretender to play freely.

The attendant unzipped the suitcase and found a tea set inside.

The pure white tea set is shiny and porcelain, and the shallow cup is no bigger than the circle of the index finger and thumb.

Wu Yin sat back in his original position, watching Jiang Xing make trouble with cold eyes.

Get something to drink, and you'll be so squeamish.

Jiang Xing glanced at the director: "Do we have enough time?"

The director made a reassuring gesture.

Jiang Xing raised his chin, as proud as a little prince.

The attendant brought natural snow mountain mineral water into the pot and burned it in a small alcohol stove.

Jiang Xing suddenly turned to Fisher again, "The first cup of tea should be given to the host."

Grumbling from the blisters, he threw down his clothes, and his attendant rolled up a part of his sleeve for him.

Under the thick fleece, his wrist is even more slender, with a beautifully curved bulge on the wrist bone.

He turned his hand over to pick up the teapot, and some purple blood vessels could be seen on the inside of his wrist, agitating under the snow-white skin.

Fisher asked: "Is this the 'tea art' in your book?"

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows before answering.

Skillfully washing the cups and making tea, pouring out the first cup, Jiang Xing's movements are smooth and smooth, proficient and pleasing to the eye.

He's not a minimalist, and the way he makes tea is even fancy.Even so, there is a compelling beauty.

The young man twisted a cup of clear black tea with his fingertips, "Try it."

"It's rare." Fisher smelled the tea, "Our country's traditional skills are slowly being lost.",

He couldn't help re-examining the young man.

The other party behaved weirdly and coquettishly, and had to be led up the stairs. Fisher speculated that Jiang Xing should be a minority sexuality with an unreasonable stereotype.

And yet he's so... dazzling at the same time.

His beauty made him grab everyone's attention the moment he took off his scarf, and his easy-to-handle tea art made people admire his casual and elegant temperament.

It's complicated.

Wu Yueqiang refused the tea, saying that she would have yellow teeth, which made Jiang Xing laugh non-stop, and Wu Yin's role was naturally gone.

Another shot of Jiang Xing making a masterpiece, thinking about the heated discussion after the show was broadcast, the director said cheerfully outside the camera: "Since everyone is here, we should also introduce the content of our show."

All irrelevant personnel exited the camera, leaving only the four guests in the hall.

Jiang Xing and Wu Yueqiang sat close to each other, Fisher alone enjoyed the armchair facing them, and Wu Yin was facing the camera.

The director introduced the shooting locations of this trip, all of which are famous local scenic spots, and thanked Fisher Fisher for his willingness to guide them.

Perhaps because of his model background, although Fisher's sitting posture in the armchair is relaxed, every inch of muscle and bone is in the most suitable position for shooting.

Jiang Xing propped his chin, looking at the opponent's slender legs with great interest.

Fisher sat still under his blunt gaze, smiling slightly.

Jiang Xing raised his eyebrows, and the extinguished interest rekindled in his dark eyes.

There is a camera that is always aimed at Jiang Xing. At this moment, the producer rubbed his chin and smiled. Jiang Xing was too cooperative. With his eyes on Fisher, they could do whatever they wanted.

Although it is to introduce Fisher's hometown, the program group needs to eat.

Director: "...In order to increase the fun of everyone's play, the program team specially prepared a small game for you."

"Today's event is skiing," the director smiled maliciously, "Since the three of us don't know how to do it, as long as we slide from the top of the mountain to the bottom without falling once, we will be considered a victory."

"Of course, Mr. Fisher has an extra time limit."

Fisher smiled and said, "It should."

Wu Yin raised his hand and asked, "Is there any reward for victory?"

"Of course, good question."

Director: "The winner can stay in the snow-view suite tonight, and the open-air hot spring on the second floor can directly see the snow-capped mountains."

"As for the loser...you can only sleep on the sofa in the lobby."

Wu Yueqiang said distressedly: "Sleeping on the sofa? Then when you wake up the next day, your complexion is so bad that even foundation can't cover it?"

She has always followed a straightforward and frank personality, which is very popular.

"If it's okay, let's..."

Jiang Xing looked away and said, "Can we form a team?"

Everyone around stared at him, Jiang Xing snapped his fingers, "The Snow Suite must have more than one bedroom? Then the two of them can work together, right?"

The director paused filming, discussed with the show, and came up with a rough plan.

"can."

"Two people form a team. If player A is unable to complete the task, after the time expires, B will have a chance to complete the special challenge instead of him. The content will be kept secret."

The director said: "If it succeeds, both of them will stay, but if it fails, they will sleep together on the sofa."

This rule is actually quite unfavorable to the dominant side.

Wu Yueqiang patted Jiang Xing on the shoulder, "Goodbye."

She naturally wanted to find Fisher, who was good at skiing at first glance, to form a team.

Jiang Xingli ignored her, tilted his head and smiled at Fei Xue, "Mr. Fisher."

After Fisher understood the rules, she felt a little funny in her heart, and liked Jiang Xing's deliberate obedience.

"what happened?"

Jiang Xing: "I want to form a team with you."

Wu Yueqiang's eyes widened: "Stars!"

Fisher thought for a moment and agreed.

He skis at the level of an amateur athlete, and he is not afraid of being unable to hold Jiang Xing.

Wu Yueqiang and Wu Yin looked at each other awkwardly, neither of them knew how to ski.They didn't form a team at all, because they were afraid that they would be a drag on the other party, and the show would cause controversy when the show was broadcast.

Not counting Jiang Xing, his appearance is already the biggest topic of discussion.

Wu Yin put on his ski suit, disdainful of Jiang Xing for watching the show.

The other party thought that he was in the country, and everyone had to give in to him.Fisher has a lot of fans. If he makes the other party unable to sleep in a suite, fans at home and abroad will kill him.

He was just about to open the door and go out when he was taken aback.

Someone is talking outside.

"Well, don't buckle it so tightly, it's uncomfortable."

It's Jiang Xing.

"I'll catch a cold." The voice was strange and steady.

Is it... Jiang Xing's follower?

Wu Yin's eyes widened. Did he catch Jiang Xing's huge trick?

In the past, Jiang Xing never avoided reporters and paparazzi when he was on a show or filming a movie. He had a meticulous follower.Moreover, the impression of his squeamishness and exquisiteness is deeply rooted in people's hearts. Everyone only thinks that the servant is a nanny, like a robot.

So today, no one said a word when the picture of Jiang Xing being led up the stairs by him was taken.

But... ordinary people can be so close?

Jiang Xing probably moved uncomfortably, and complained, "It's all your fault if you fall down for a while."

"Hmm. Blame me."

The servant is not as silent as he is outside.

Wu Yin tried his best to recall the other party's name, it seems to be...Ran Feng?

Another person entered the locker room, probably Fisher.

Wu Yin came back to his senses and realized that he was sticking to the door to eavesdrop. He was angry and embarrassed, so he simply pushed the door out, greeted Fisher, and strode away.

The dressing room next door was also opened. Fisher looked at the two people who came out together, and was taken aback for a moment, then quickly covered up his emotions and nodded with a smile.

Jiang Xing winked at him, "Mr. Fisher, let's go out together after you change."

Fisher: "Don't call me teacher."

Jiang Xing is as good as others, "Fisher."

Concise and mysterious language, these two words spit out from the tip of Jiang Xing's tongue, it seems that he can directly see the silent snow flying.

"Wait a minute." Fisher felt a strange feeling behind his back, and turned his head into the locker room.

Is it because of the other party's sexual orientation?

It can be said that he has also worked with actors with niche sexuality before.

Fisher couldn't help but search for Jiang Xing's name on the Internet, and the more he looked at it, the more novel it became.

There is a lot of black material, and the comments are severely polarized.Some people love him terribly, and some people open accounts and spray [-] tweets.

They all used the same word to describe Jiang Xing.

"Xiao Zuojing?" He murmured, not quite understanding.

"Fisher? Are you still okay?" Jiang Xing urged lazily.

When he came out again, Jiang Xing was left alone, and the young man smiled and said, "Let's go."

The other party stood up holding the skis and almost tripped over the longboard.

"Be careful." Fisher held him, young as a snowflake.

Only to his chest.

Fisher leaned over to help him adjust the board, "Okay."

As soon as he looked up, he saw Jiang Xing's bright eyes.

The young man stared at him intently, "Thank you so much, teacher."

Fisher couldn't help laughing when he remembered the other party's perfunctory when they met just now.

"Let's go."

The ski resort was rented by the program group for half a day, so it was quiet and deserted.

Fisher did not expect that his superb skiing skills would fall on Jiang Xing.

When the young man pounced on him for the tenth time, Fisher finally sighed, "Let's start by finding a balance, shall we?"

Jiang Xing rubbed the tip of his reddish nose, his brows and eyes wrinkled into balls.

"I don't want to learn anymore." He relaxed his body dejectedly, and hung directly in Fisher's arms, "The teacher will help me slide later."

The camera dutifully recorded the scene.

Fisher felt a little uncomfortable, and pushed the other party away out of politeness, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid of being scolded if you want to be on the show?"

As perfect as Fisher, he was ridiculed for nothing on the show because of a mistake.

"But I'm so tired." Jiang Xing said dissatisfied, "My legs are sore."

"How about it?" Fisher let go of his arms and took two steps back, stepping on the longboard as if walking on the ground, "Try walking towards me?"

Jiang Xing suddenly lost weight, so he simply fell back and sat on the ground to protest.

"No." He held his cheeks, "I want to rest."

Fisher knelt down in front of him, "No ice?"

Of course it's ice, but compared to skiing, it's better than ice.

Fisherton felt amused, and deliberately said: "I'm going to apply for withdrawal from the group..."

Jiang Xing stood up immediately, and threw himself on Fisher with too much force.

Fisher smiled happily, Jiang Xing felt the other party shaking his body, and looked up angrily.

The dark green eyes are full of a smile like a broken star.

"You did it on purpose." Jiang Xing said angrily, "I will take revenge on you."

Fisher was noncommittal, just thinking it was a kitten bluffing with its paws.Jiang Xing was too young for him, and he couldn't get angry with him.

He gently patted the snow off Jiang Xing's shoulders, and stepped back five meters away politely.

"Let's solve the challenge now," Fisher stretched out his arm, "Come on."

The author has something to say:

Fisher (contemplation): What does Xiaozuojing mean?

Jiang Xing (flashing teeth and claws): I will take revenge!

Retaliation——refers to a kind of attack method of kissing and acting coquettishly. When used against Fisher, it ignores defense and kills with full blood =w=