Be nice, don't bite you

Bobo milk tea with taro paste, don’t use bobo, add more taro paste.

He did see it...

Shi Xinglan recalled her mood, and controlled the urge to pull up the quilt to cover her face.

Help, what a shame.

Why has he been dying in the club since he met Bo Xian?Obviously want to leave a good impression, but always self-defeating.

Seeing the scene he wanted to see, Bo Xian was in a good mood. He put the milk tea on the bedside table and cleared his throat: "Cough, late spring taro paste, drink it while it's hot."

"..."

After Bo Xian left the room, Shi Xinglan crawled out of the quilt, his eyes were shining brightly, looking at the milk tea on the bedside table.

It smells so good, it's so beautiful, as expected of the milk tea bought by Bo Xian, it's much prettier than the one he bought.

Shi Xinglan threw out his messy thoughts, picked up the milk tea, took two close-up photos, and then took two photos of himself and the milk tea.

Just as he was about to send it to Moments, he suddenly reacted and stopped what he was doing.

Thanks to his lack of quick hands, Shi Xinglan plugged in the straw, took a big mouthful of mashed taro, and looked at the photos on the phone, feeling a little tangled.

I really want to record it...

Got it!

Shi Xinglan's eyes lit up, he logged into the microblog account, typed a few words, and posted a close-up of the milk tea.

[@S: Grab the tail of late spring and wait for the result. @Thin】

This small company doesn't know, and there are no fans on it, as long as he doesn't post selfies, he won't be found.

Shi Xinglan looked at his Weibo with satisfaction, and opened the watch list.

There are two followers, namely [GOD-Aurora] and [Little A who is ready to pursue his dream].

Shi Xinglan clicked on Little A's Weibo, the content in it remained unchanged, and the latest news was posted three years ago.

I met Little A in high school. At that time, he had only a dozen or so fans on Weibo. Little A hit him off very well. They talked about dreams and the future many times.

Xiao A was the first friend he made online. Later, as dance practice became more and more busy, the frequency of their chats gradually decreased, and finally they broke contact directly.

After his debut, the company cleared his watch list, and after he built a small account, he paid attention to Little A again.

Shi Xinglan looked at the familiar nicknames on the page, as if he had returned to four years ago. In the depressing environment, discussing his dreams with Xiao A was the only relaxation he had ever had.

Unfortunately, they got separated, and all he can do now is to silently pay attention to this Weibo account that may have been abandoned by Xiao A.

The big cup of milk tea was very filling, and Shi Xinglan was so full that he didn't want to go downstairs when it was time for dinner, so Bo Xian urged him on WeChat.

[Bo: Are you hungry? 】

[Bo: Auntie has stewed bone soup, come down to drink some? 】

【S: Not particularly hungry...】

[Bo: Wait, I'm coming. 】

Shi Xinglan resigned himself to getting up from the bed, he should go downstairs by himself, lest Bo Xian come up to be hugged by a princess and carry him downstairs.

The two met on the stairs.

Bo Xian carried the soup and walked upstairs: "Why did you come down? Didn't you say that I'm here and asked you to wait?"

Shi Xinglan was silent for a while, embarrassed to say that he might have misunderstood: "I'll come down and do some exercise, it's a bit boring to lie down all the time."

"Go back to the room first, walk slowly." Bo Xian matched his speed, "It's too noisy downstairs, I'll show you around after drinking the soup."

There were a lot of team members downstairs, and when Shi Xinglan went down, he would be treated like a monkey, and Bo Xian estimated that he might not be able to eat a few mouthfuls of food with his little face.

Winter melon bone soup, the oil flowers are skimmed very clean, the soup surface is clear, and there is a layer of finely chopped shallots floating on it.

"Do you need to control your diet?" Bo Xian put the soup on the table, "The soup is relatively light and not heavy in oil, see if you can accept it."

Shi Xinglan bent his lips, and the dimple on the left side of his face was faintly visible: "Don't control it, the role I'm filming recently has to gain weight."

When talking about his play, both of them were silent for a while. The "Emperor's Side" crew was full of troubles, and Shi Xinglan was still carrying black information about bringing money into the crew and bullying the young actors of the crew.

Bo Xian changed the topic, and tapped the table with his fingers: "Drink it while it's hot. Although the oil is not heavy, it will still be greasy when it gets cold. I'm a little hungry. I'll go downstairs to have a look and get something to eat."

This is an excuse, Bo Xian is actually not hungry, when Auntie was making the soup, she made him something to eat, and she left because she was afraid that Shi Xinglan would feel uncomfortable if she stayed in the room again.

"Do you believe it?"

Bo Xian paused.

The room was very quiet, except for Shi Xinglan's voice: "Bo Xian, do you believe what's said on Weibo? I brought money into the set, was... adopted, and even bullied the little actors in the set, do you believe it?"

Although he tried hard to hide it, his voice trembled slightly.

Bo Xian sighed lightly.

He turned around and walked towards Shi Xinglan: "What do I believe in? Do you believe that you were taken care of by me?"

Shi Xinglan: "..."

After the incident in the live broadcast room broke out, he and Shi Xinglan's topic of nurturing was airborne to the hot search, and many netizens linked this topic with Shi Xinglan's previous black hot search on the crew.

"Student Shi Xingxing is only three years old this year because you are not happy because of the gossip on the hot search?" Bo Xian bent down, picked up a spoon and stirred the soup, "Student Shi Xingxing is three years old, do you need to feed Brother Bo? Do you drink soup?"

Seeing that he really wanted to feed, Shi Xinglan quickly took the spoon: "...I'll do it myself."

The warm soup made Shi Xinglan calm down. After taking two sips, he stopped his movements: "I'm not being taken care of by anyone, and the hot search is not true."

He doesn't mind how the Internet slanders him and pours dirty water on him, but he doesn't want Bo Xian to misunderstand him.

"I can also explain the bullying of young actors."

The crew's hot search was mainly caused by a video. In that video, Shi Xinglan pushed He Xuan, a young actor in the crew. He Xuan was six years old and fell to the ground, crying profusely.

Shi Xinglan lowered his head, feeling a little depressed. To be honest, he didn't want to recall what happened in the crew at that time.

Bo Xian squatted halfway, with his hands on the arm of the chair: "Shi Xingxing, when I say I believe you, it means that even if you don't explain the whole story to me, I will believe you."

The two of them were very close, looking from behind, it looked like Bo Xian had Shi Xinglan trapped in a chair.

Realizing that this posture was inappropriate, Bo Xian stepped back, Shi Xinglan hesitated, and grabbed his sleeve: "Don't go."

The force was very light, but Bo Xian still stopped the movement of retreating, and jokingly said: "Student Shi Xingxing, why are you still moving?"

Shi Xinglan: "..."

Bo Xian shook his wrist: "Don't hold on so tightly, brother won't leave."

It's not that Shi Xinglan let go, it's not that if he doesn't let go, the tension in his heart was replaced by embarrassment: "I...you don't talk!"

Bo Xian raised his eyebrows and nodded in a good-tempered manner.

"About the crew, the video is real. I pushed He Xuan, but it was because he tore up the notebook I used to write songs first." Shi Xinglan lowered his eyes and took a deep breath, "He still... … scolding my mother.”

Shi Xinglan doesn't have many roles in "Emperor's Side". Occasionally, when he is free, he will jot down the inspiration for the lyrics in his notebook.

He Xuan is a well-known child star, very self-willed. After discovering that Shi Xinglan wrote and drew in the notebook, he found it novel and said that he liked the notebook very much, and hoped that Shi Xinglan could give it to him.

Shi Xinglan refused.

More than half of that notebook has been used, and it is full of score and lyrics. Except for a few songs that will be used in King's album, the others have not been published yet.

When Shi Xinglan was not around, He Xuan secretly took the book away, and then tore the book up in front of Shi Xinglan.

How vicious can a child be?

Shi Xinglan still remembered what he said at that time.

"Do you think you are very good? Didn't you get this role by being someone else's mistress?"

"Little white face, sissy, I heard that you are an orphan, and your mother died very early. Did she give birth to you after being forced?"

……

He couldn't control himself, so he pushed He Xuan, and He Xuan fell backward suddenly, knocked on the steps, and scratched his elbows.

The two were in the corner of the set, and there was no one around. After He Xuan was injured, the crying attracted other people in the crew.

Bo Xian was furious when he heard that, he clenched the armrest: "Xing Xing..."

"That night, the video was posted on Weibo." Shi Xinglan closed his eyes, his voice a little hoarse, "There is no surveillance on the set, I explained, but there is no evidence, and the crew didn't believe it. The company has been evading clarification Don't let me clarify the matter, I know they want to let the rumors develop."

Although the hot search of the crew made many fans lose their fans, Shi Xinglan's fan base has increased a lot overall, black and red are also red, whether it is black fans or fans, in the eyes of the company, they are all traffic.

"I'm a little upset." Bo Xian opened his arms, "Brother Shi, can you give me a hug?"

Shi Xinglan suddenly had the urge to cry, and he sent himself into Bo Xian's arms: "Why are you upset?"

Bo Xianhuan touched his back, felt the warm breath from his neck, and smiled: "Maybe it's because Brother Shi didn't give that brat a good beating."

When Xinglan finished his soup, Bo Xian took him for a walk around the base, and finally went to the training room.

When no one else was there, Bo Xian asked him to sit in his seat: "Playing games? I'll give you a one-on-one training, so that you can surprise everyone in the Xingyue Cup."

Shi Xinglan: "...I don't have much talent for games."

Bo Xian turned on the computer and logged into PUBG: "What are you afraid of, I'm here."

When he was about to log out of his account, a team invitation was sent, and it was Stop.

Bo Xian paused: "I forgot about this."

As soon as he accepted the invitation, Stop's angry voice came out: "Bo Xian, my uncle, I waited all afternoon, why are you only online!"

Bo Xian smiled: "Coincidentally, I should be online for a few minutes at night."

Stop: "...Stop talking, open it."

"It's driving very fast." Bo Xian motioned for Shi Xinglan to operate, "Wholesome prostitute, just let him take you."

Shi Xinglan raised his eyes in surprise: "I'm coming? What if I lose?"

"If you lose..." Bo Xian turned on the microphone and cleared his throat, "Brother, I don't feel good today, it's up to you."

At the JSS base, Stop's tone was puzzled: "This old dog is crazy than always, and suddenly he is so humble. Could it be that he is trying to trick me?"

He was playing the live broadcast, and before he had time to watch the barrage, he heard Bo Xian say, "If you lose, you will only be considered unlucky."

Stop: "..."

Damn, he just wants to cheat me!

The author has something to say: I didn't finish writing in the early morning, and I will be compensated with red envelopes for comments~

Xian Zai: The tool man who comes to your door, it’s not for nothing.

Stop: Hehe^_^