Be nice, don't bite you

"Beep-beep-"

Bo Xian stopped his movements, glanced at the mobile phone next to him, and silently looked away.

Not long after, the phone was hung up because no one answered.

"Someone called you just now." Bo Xian flipped through the documents, looked up at the person who was coming, "I thought it was an unfamiliar number, so I didn't answer it."

Huang Miou flicked the water from his hand, picked up the phone: "The caller is on the card, and there is no business contact with me recently. Let's see if he will call again later."

He has dual SIM cards on his mobile phone, the first card is the official number for the team to contact, and the second card is a private number.

Bo Xianqu tapped on the table: "I have read the document, there is nothing wrong with it."

The folder was spread out, and the first line read "Xingyue Cup Invitational Tournament".

"You didn't like to shoot these things before. Xingyue TV attaches great importance to this invitational competition, and I have to tell you to persuade you."

Huang Miou breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it would take a lot of work, but he didn't expect Bo Xian to agree when he mentioned it.

Bo Xian raised his eyebrows: "It seems that my charm has not diminished, not to the point of being old."

"What are you talking about?" Huang Miou scolded with a smile.

"There are too many edits on the hot search, saying that I have taken a fancy to Shi Xinglan's delicate body and soft legs and is easy to bully, and spent a lot of money to raise him, which makes me a little doubtful about my appearance now." Bo Xian paused for two seconds, "With my face, if I really like Shi Xinglan, I won't be able to seduce him, right?"

Huang Miou slowly put out a question mark: "What do you mean? What seduce?"

"It's nothing." Bo Xian changed the topic casually, "How long will it take to shoot the poster?"

"About a few hours, if you are sure, I will contact Xingyue TV." Huang Miou leaned over, "What are you doing?"

Bo Xian didn't shy away, and let him see the content on the phone: "There are too many people who have no brains, and they come to my Weibo to follow the rhythm. I euphemistically expressed my attitude towards this matter."

Huang Miou was dubious: "Euphemistic?"

【You gave Shi Xinglan a gift, so it turned out that you took care of him】

[GOD-Aurora: [Picture] This is my gift list in the live broadcast room. How many people have you counted for me? Forget it. With your IQ, I probably can’t count it.]

[Dirty PY deal, you ruined him, do you know that! 】

[GOD-Aurora: Follow the real master? 】

Seeing that Huang Miou had been reading this reply, Bo Xian explained: "This person is not very old, he should be a fan of Shi Xinglan."

"What does it mean to follow the Lord?"

"It means that she is as brainless as her idol."

Huang Miou patted him helplessly: "Did you say that Shi Xinglan was a beautiful idiot in the live broadcast room last night, don't say that in the future, it will have a bad influence if it spreads."

It has been spread.

Bo Xian secretly slandered.

Huang Miou swipe up from bottom to see the comment with the highest praise.

[No one really believes in the nurturing thing, right? This is obviously a hype with a script. The Xingyue Cup has already booked An Ke, and Shi Dingliu spent money to find Bo Xian's popularity. Ba, won’t this grab the teammate’s resources, and the teammate will be miserable]

[GOD-Aurora: Who can afford me? 】

"What he said is true?" Huang Miou began to gossip, "Because you intervened, Shi Xinglan snatched An Ke's spot?"

Bo Xian said, "Fart!"

He didn't say much, took his phone over, and replied under that comment.

[GOD-Aurora: Are you a fan of that Ann, I don’t know if he’s miserable or not, I just know he’s not popular]

It means that if it is hot, no one can take away his resources.

Huang Miou shook his head, murderous.

On the weekend, Bo Xian went to shoot the poster of "Xingyue Cup".

Xingyue TV is one of the largest live broadcasting platforms in China. This time, they rented the largest studio in the imperial capital for the promotional poster shooting. When Bo Xian arrived, other contestants were putting on makeup.

Stop, the captain of JSS, whistled: "Here we come". "

Bo Xian walked over with his hat in his hand: "You haven't taken pictures yet?"

"Stars shoot first." The makeup artist was powdering Stop, and he squinted, "What's the matter with your hair?"

There is not much difference in strength between JSS and GOD. One is an established team and the other is a newcomer. They are always compared. Boxian and Stop are rivals on the field and friends off the field.

Bo Xian sat down next to him: "I got up late, so I didn't play."

A makeup artist came with a hair dryer, and another with a powder puff and other makeup tools.

Bo Xian didn't like to slap those things on his face, so he frowned: "Just blow your hair."

He has fair skin, and the effect of powdering or not is not much different. The makeup artist didn't force him, just painted his eyebrows and put on some lipstick.

"Is this thing colored?" Bo Xian pursed his lips and leaned closer to the mirror, "Is it lipstick?"

"It's not lipstick, it's a lipstick with a little color. Your lips are a little dry." The makeup artist pointed to Stop, "The lipstick is like his, you can tell, it will be redder."

Bo Xian stared at Stop: "It's quite red."

Where can a man's lipstick be red? Stop was uncomfortable when he saw it, and secretly wiped it twice while the makeup artist was not paying attention.

"What are you rubbing, haven't you kissed your girlfriend before?"

Stop has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend is the commentator of PUBG. The two have been talking for five years, and they have been together since before Stop entered the circle. The relationship between the two is very good, and it is a good story in the circle.

"Can it be the same?" Stop opened his mouth and waved his hands, "Forget it, I can't tell you."

Bo Xianqi smiled: "Why can't you talk?"

"You're a solo single, let me tell you—" Stop paused for two seconds, then smiled maliciously, "That's right, I see that your beautiful idiot's mouth is also quite red, so you can't do it ever?"

Bo Xian almost threw the hat out of his hand: "Can you spend the rest of the day?"

"Why isn't this Yangjian?" Stop shrugged, "Didn't you see Shi Xinglan? Oh yes, he happened to be taking pictures when you came, and it has been trending for several days. Who doesn't know that he is your pretty girl?" idiot?"

Bo Xian: "..."

Thanks, I didn't know that.

Stop was making fun of it on purpose. The matter of Bo Xian taking care of Shi Xinglan had been posted on the hot search for two days.

The GOD team clarified on Weibo, Shi Xinglan's company also issued statements one after another, and the popularity only dropped yesterday.

Bo Xian knew that Shi Xinglan was coming to shoot a poster, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Although the two of them appeared in some hot searches for some kind of disharmonious transaction, it wasn't true. If they met, call Say hello too...

"Excuse me, is Bo Xian here?"

who is it?

If it was a staff member, he would not be asked if he was there.

Bo Xian's breath tightened, and he was inexplicably afraid to make a sound.

Seeing him in a daze, Stop turned around and waved to the person at the door: "Yes, he is here."

Bo Xian raised his head abruptly and glared at him.

Stop: "?"

With their backs to the door, footsteps approached.

Bo Xian took a deep breath, turned around, and frowned instantly: "Who are you?"

Xiao Liu's footsteps stopped, a little frightened.

The boy in front of him frowned, with a displeased expression, a line of oil paint was drawn from the corner of his eyes to his cheekbones, his whole body exuded a fierce aura, he looked very unfriendly.

Recently, there was a lot of trouble between his elder brother and Bo Xian, and he also went to know about Bo Xian. Now thinking of the deeds he found, Xiao Liu became even more afraid.

E-sports mad dog, can't really bite, right?

"Yes, someone asked me to give this to you." Xiao Liu threw the note in his hand to Bo Xian, and then ran away.

Bo Xian held the note with a confused look on his face: "Why is he running?"

Stop laughed and laughed: "You look so scary, look, it scares people away."

Bo Xian: "..."

The note was small, and Bo Xian raised his eyebrows as he looked at the content on it.

[Add me VX: 130****4578]

The handwriting was very scribbled, almost flying, and the ink was a bit smudged, and it could be seen that he was in a hurry when he rolled the note.

Bo Xian glanced at it and felt that the number was somewhat familiar.

Fuck, isn't this the strange number that Huang Miou called a few days ago?

When Bo Xian came to his senses, he was already standing at the door.

There was no one outside the door, he pursed his lips, unable to tell whether he was disappointed or what.

Stop blinked: "I thought there was an earthquake when you rushed to the door in a hurry."

Bo Xian took out his mobile phone: "...Exercise your muscles and bones, won't you?"

Stop asked curiously, "Okay, what's written on the note?"

"How old are you, and you're still curious about us young people." Bo Xian didn't look up, and hid for a while, "It doesn't matter to you to write anything, don't worry about it."

"..."

Stop felt offended, isn't he two years older than Bo Xian?

"You look like a human, why can't you speak human language?"

"I can't help it. I always talk about what I see. As for why I don't talk about people, I suggest you reflect on yourself."

"..."

After entering the number into the search box, Bo Xian carefully folded the note and put it in his pocket.

What was found was a person nicknamed [S], whose profile picture was Crescent Moon, and who was not visible in Moments.

There are so many people in this studio, how can you be sure it will be him?

A celebrity with tens of millions of fans would give his private contact information to a stranger?

How can you be sure that he is the same as you imagined before?

Maybe what the marketing account said is true, and the hot search is also a part of his contribution, maybe...

After sending out the friend request, Bo Xian immediately turned off the phone and put it in his pocket.

Tsk, who cares.

When professional players are filming, the studio has already been tidied up, and there is no one else except the staff.

The filming was carried out in order, the GOD team was in front, and Bo Xian finished filming quickly. Before leaving, he said hello to Stop, and the two made an appointment to line up together when they went back.

Bo Xian was too lazy to take off his makeup, put on his hat and walked out of the studio. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, lowered his head, and turned it on while walking.

After such a long time, I should have seen the friend request.

Let him see who is the person who passed the note to him.

Suddenly a person rushed out of the door, and Bo Xian couldn't dodge in time, the two directly bumped into each other.

The phone fell to the ground and made a cracking sound.

"Hey, don't you know how to look when you walk? Do you need to find a guide dog for you?"

"Sorry, are you okay... Bo Xian?"

Bo Xian picked up the phone for a moment, then raised his head abruptly.

The author has something to say: [Deleted some dialogues and added a later paragraph. 9.19 stay]

Congratulations, Xianzai missed his wife's call, but we will meet again!The guide dogs of the stars are in place (bushi)

Today's prize quiz: What will you do after meeting? (Boldly guess! If you guess right, you may drop Gagen?)

Xiao Liu: He is so scary, he can't really bite people, can he?

Lei Zai: Thank you, I only bite pretty idiots.

Stars: (>_<)