Four years of crisis [entertainment]

Autumn has already entered the capital, and the autumn wind is bleak and chilly.

Guan Mingsong passed through the campus of University A. He was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater, a windbreaker, and a pair of dark jeans.Looking up, that face is surprisingly good-looking, the skin color is whiter than girls, the chin is pointed, and the line of the jaw line is as perfect and smooth as a knife; the lip shape is a standard M lip, which is the sexiest part of the whole face ; further up, the nose is high, and the pair of beautiful eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses are covered by thick eyelashes; the eyebrows are sharp, adding a bit of handsomeness to him on the basis of beauty.

The girl passing by excitedly asked her companion in a low voice: "Look, who is that handsome guy? Which department?"

"Hey, you don't even know that, Guan Mingsong, a handsome guy with a reputation in the mathematics department, he's a Ph.D student."

"Wow, he's still a top student! You said he has such a face, how good it is to enter the entertainment industry, and he has to compete with anti-human things like mathematics. Hey, does he have a girlfriend?"

"I've never heard of that..."

……

Guan Mingsong returned home, the rented house to be exact.This community is an old community built more than ten years ago. It is very close to University A. Most of the younger generation moved to new houses and rented out the old houses here;In the community, you can often meet old people exercising, and you can often hear the sound of quarreling and fighting, full of fireworks.

Guan Mingsong rented a whole set of three bedrooms and one living room.Guan Mingsong's life is not tight. He has a part-time job outside the school, teaching high school mathematics in a large off-campus training institution.We must know that there are not many students these days who don't spend money to find teachers to make up lessons. Subjects like high school mathematics are the most in demand, and good tutors are hard to find. Guan Mingsong is a favorite.

The door of Guan Mingsong's house is an ordinary key lock. Most of the new buildings now have a coded lock, but this has nothing to do with Guan Mingsong.

Guan Mingsong took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it, and opened the door—the beauty even opened the door so pleasing to the eye.

As soon as he entered the door, Guan Mingsong heard the sound of "boom bang bang bang" coming from the kitchen. He frowned and knew who was coming without even thinking about it.

"Song Jinfeng, what are you doing?" Guan Mingsong closed the door with his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker—the beauty even closed the door so gracefully.

Song Jinfeng ran out with a broom naturally, and said to Guan Mingsong: "I just wanted to show off my cooking skills and welcome my great wife back. I didn't expect my hand to slip so much that I accidentally broke a few broomsticks. A porcelain bowl. Am I sweeping up the debris on the floor?"

It turned out that the "booming" sound just now was the sound of fragments colliding together.

Guan Mingsong rushed to the window with a "swish", put one elbow on the window like a spy, carefully observing the surroundings, quite like an FBI.

"Is there no illegitimate student following you?" Guan Mingsong asked.

Illegal students refer to illegitimate fans, that is, celebrity fans who are so crazy that they disturb the celebrity's private life. It will be troublesome for them to follow Song Jinfeng.

Song Jinfeng is a popular singer and musician.Speaking of his resume, he can only be described as "defying the sky": he graduated from a well-known foreign music academy and returned to China after graduation; at the age of 24, he participated in a singing talent show and won the first prize. In the same year, he sang the theme songs of two blockbuster movies, and both theme songs were selected as the annual golden songs of the new song list; soon after, he released his personal album, which sold well and swept the top of the charts; in today's sluggish music scene Among them, Song Jinfeng is very popular, and the ratings of the variety shows he participated in are always top-notch; at the age of 26, Song Jinfeng established his own studio and was listed on the Asian Celebrity List in the same year.

Now Song Jinfeng is 27 years old and his career is flourishing.

Song Jinfeng is 1.8 meters tall, with right-angled shoulders, long legs, not to mention a handsome face, which is definitely the face of Zhang Hun in the entertainment industry.Song Daxing is good at everything, his only shortcoming is that he is a little narcissistic.

"Don't worry, no bastard came with me, I was very careful. You didn't see that when I came, I was wrapped up tightly, and this handsome face was completely covered." Song Jinfeng raised his face and signaled Guan Mingsong put his eyes on his face.

"Isn't that just like terrorists?" Guan Mingsong imagined, "Don't call the police."

Song Jinfeng's head was full of black lines.His family doctor sometimes jumps in thinking so much that he wonders if the doctor's brain structure is different from that of ordinary people.

Guan Mingsong walked into the kitchen and saw the debris on the ground in front of him. He spent two seconds in surprise, and another two seconds to calm down the rising anger.

Guan Mingsong said to Song Jinfeng: "Master Song, did you accidentally break the bowl? Or did you smash the bowl just because my kitchen was not pleasing to the eye?"

Song Jinfeng leaned against the door without standing, with his two ridiculously long legs crossed, and said casually: "Damn, terrorists, if you don't do some terrorist attacks, how can you call the police?" He explained with a smile: "Just now I was carrying a stack of plates and wanted to move a bit, but I tripped over a stool."

Guan Mingsong rolled his eyes at him, returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, touched the scientific and educational journals beside him, and said to Song Jinfeng, "Sweep up the debris, or your feet will be hurt."

However, instead of finding the scientific and educational periodicals that were placed there, I found an entertainment magazine with Song Jinfeng on the cover.Song Jinfeng in the magazine lifted his chin slightly, touched his Adam's apple with one hand, turned his face slightly sideways, and looked at the camera with blurred eyes.

Guan Mingsong took a deep breath.In the jargon, this is pure and lustful, but Guan Mingsong has never been able to appreciate the aesthetics of this half-aroused state.

Song Jinfeng cleaned the kitchen, came to the living room, leaned on the sofa, bent down, pressed against Guan Mingsong's face, and asked, "How did the photo go?"

Guan Mingsong rolled up his sleeves and showed Song Jinfeng his arms.

"The arm is very white." Song Jinfeng praised.

"I know my hands are white." Guan Mingsong put down his sleeves, "But what I want to say is that I have goosebumps."

"Is it a good shot? I think it's okay."

"It's like taking aphrodisiac." Guan Mingsong gave his own evaluation, mercilessly, and hit the nail on the head.

Song Jinfeng was not annoyed, he took the magazine from Guan Mingsong, and said very naturally: "If a handsome guy like me really takes aphrodisiacs, he won't mess up many men and women."

"You boast as much as you sing."

Song Jinfeng turned to one page of the magazine, which was a special interview with him.Song Jinfeng handed the magazine to Guan Mingsong and said, "Look."

The special topic is in the form of a question and an answer between the reporter and Song Jinfeng.Guan Mingsong read it all at a glance, and there were some uninspired questions, such as "your music philosophy", "your latest plan", etc. Song Jinfeng's answers were also quite satisfactory.

"The questions asked by these reporters are really boring." Guan Mingsong said, "In fact, each question can be answered perfectly with four words."

"None of your business." Song Jinfeng blurted out.

Guan Mingsong raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?"

Song Jinfeng blinked and made a silent gesture.

"No comment." Guan Mingsong said the answer, and the two of them laughed.

Guan Mingsong's gaze stayed for a long time until he saw the last question.

The last question is: Do you have any plans to fall in love?Song Jinfeng's answer was: Maybe there will be a surprise for everyone soon.

After reading it, Guan Mingsong slapped the magazine on Song Jinfeng's chest and said, "Are you talking about a girlfriend?"

Song Jinfeng took the magazine and said, "Hey, Guan Mingsong, why do you question my loyalty to you?" He turned around, came to Guan Mingsong, put his hands on the sofa, and circled Guan Mingsong Rise up, as if taking an oath of sovereignty.

Song Jinfeng showed an expression that "all adults understand", "Or you want to try a new way of playing, such as women's clothing play, I am willing to accompany you..."

"No seriousness." Guan Mingsong sat as firmly as a monk who had quit pornography, "So you mean to expose me?"

"if not?"

"Hehe. Then your fans will only get a shock instead of a surprise." Guan Mingsong patted Song Jinfeng's face lightly, "Take it easy, Star Song, don't you know you can't fall in love during the rising period? You Don’t you know that there are rules for being a celebrity? Be responsible to your fans, otherwise your fans will turn into black fans and teach you how to be a human being every minute, so that you understand what is human nature.

"Hey, Dr. Guan, who is obsessed with academics in our family, uses the same language in his circle..." Song Jinfeng said while fidgeting.

"Left hand." Guan Mingsong said suddenly.

Song Jinfeng took his left hand out from under Guan Mingsong's sweater awkwardly, and put his right hand in by the way.

"Right hand." Guan Mingsong said with a serious face.

"I don't care anymore." Song Jinfeng surrendered to his desire, and pressed his whole body on Guan Mingsong, "Don't eat the food now, let's eat you first."

Song Jinfeng and Guan Mingsong have been together for four years and are very familiar with each other's bodies.After the end, the two lay on the bed to rest, and Guan Mingsong was so tired that he couldn't lift his fingers.Song Jinfeng habitually wanted to hug him, but Guan Mingsong turned over and turned his back to Song Jinfeng.

Song Jinfeng was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Song Jinfeng was lying on his back on the bed. He suddenly remembered that he had seen a term called "postcoital anxiety disorder" on which official account. Postcoital anxiety disorder may be caused by hormone changes and psychological stress.But Song Jinfeng knew that he didn't feel uncomfortable because of these two reasons, but because he felt that his relationship with Guan Mingsong had changed badly recently.Although these changes were very small, Song Jinfeng cared about them.For example, Guan Mingsong seldom took the initiative to look for him. Sometimes Song Jinfeng sent him a WeChat message, and Guan Mingsong took a long time to reply, but it should be that Song Daxing was busier according to his busyness; Guan Mingsong didn't communicate with him, just turned around and went to sleep by himself like now.

Song Jinfeng was thinking wildly there alone, reasoning from various details, so meticulous that Sherlock Holmes and Conan were willing to bow down.In the end, our big star Song came to a shocking conclusion: Guan Mingsong cheated on him, and some slut was hooking up with his wife.