I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

Everyone here has seen the award-winning movie "Twins" starring Zhu Yang, and his acting skills can be called a master.

However, apart from being on the movie screen, this man does not appear in any entertainment programs.

Now... actually came to participate in the show with them?

Omg.

Everyone in the room opened their mouths slightly. I am more handsome than on the screen. Just standing still makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Zhu Yang stood still in front of everyone, glanced lightly around the people present, lowered his jaw and nodded, "Hello, everyone."

The voice is like frost and snow that cannot be melted.

Pei Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he is thinking too much... He is too narcissistic, how could he think that Zhu Yang was on the show because of him.

"Brother Zhu!" Gao Zehan raised his hand, and everyone's eyes were attracted to him. He asked shyly, "I like you very much, can you sign for me?"

Zhu Yang raised his eyebrows lightly, then turned his head: "Don't let passers-by in at the recording site."

The show director looked embarrassed.

"Brother Zhu, I'm not a passer-by. I'm an artist from Huarui. My name is Gao Zehan." Gao Zehan tried hard to sell himself.

Mao Hui, who was next to him, couldn't stand it anymore, "Let's talk about these things later, Zhu Yingdi must be tired when he comes here." The other party was obviously not interested in them.

It was only then that the director of the program suddenly realized: bad.They have no vacant rooms.

His eyes slowly turned to Pei Huan, who was sitting slack.

Only his room is alone, but!

Is there anyone in the entertainment industry who doesn't know that these two people don't get along, and if they really let them live together, does he think his show has been running for too long? ?

After the program director thought about the key points, "Mr. Zhu, why don't you stay in a hotel with the program team first?"

"Hotel?" Zhu Yang frowned, "Why?"

"Uh... because it seems inconvenient here."

"Director!" Gao Zehan was not discouraged: "Let Brother Zhu live with me, I don't mind."

I mind.

Zhu Yang didn't make a sound, but the temperature in his dark eyes was getting colder and colder.

The director of the show was sweating: It's too difficult, why torture him like this, he is just a small director of a small variety show!

The director bit the bullet and said: "We still have Pei Huan living alone here, if it's acceptable..."

"it is good."

The director didn't react, and asked uncertainly: "Just now you said 'good', right?"

Zhu Yang hummed.

Pei Huan stopped reaching for the snacks, "Huh?" Why did the conversation come to him again.

Zhu Yang looked at him and said, "Excuse me."

"No." Pei Huan sat up straight, and had a very important question: "My room is just a bed! It's impossible..."

Zhu Yang: "I don't mind."

Pei Huan's face was hot, who is afraid of whom, and his voice was a little gritted: "Okay, then I don't mind either!"

[etc! !The two of them, in the same room? ? ]

[And, a bed? ? ]

[Is the medical team of the grass-holding program group ready? ?This is not a drill! ]

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The fans of the two parties fought to the death again, disgusting each other.

Because a large number of fans poured into the live broadcast room at the same time, the live broadcast room was completely blocked.

black screen.

"Director! Director! The studio is stuck!"

The director rushed to solve the problem.

Pei Huan stood up resignedly, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Zhu Yang followed behind him. After entering the room, the staff put down the suitcase, "Mr. Zhu, I'm going out first."

Pei Huan lay on the bed: "Hey, Mr. Zhu's treatment is different from ours. When I came here, I carried my luggage up by myself."

"you sure?"

Pei Huan hummed.

Zhu Yang opened the suitcase, and said in a calm tone, "Isn't it some kind of flower protector?"

"Huhua—" Pei Huan blinked: "You don't mean Team Lu, do you?"

Zhu Yang ignored him.

"How could he be a flower protector? He abused me mercilessly when I was in the regiment." Pei Huan said, "He and I are just brothers."

Zhu Yang opened the closet and frowned. "Then what about you and me?" He stretched out his hand to adjust all the irregular discharges, and then put all his clothes in.

"You are the boss."

Pei Huan's attention was attracted by his clothes: "I find your clothes are too monotonous, not cool at all."

Zhu Yang took out one from the closet: "This kind is pretty cool." He showed it to the camera.

Very uninhibited flower pants.

"Damn." Pei Huan jumped up and rushed to block the camera: "This is an accident."

Zhu Yang glanced at him and opened the closet wide: "You have a lot of accidents."

There are all kinds of big pants and vests with a Hawaiian flavor in the cabinet, which are out of place in the white shirt and cool style.

Pei Huan quickly blocked the cabinet door and refused to take pictures for the camera: "This kind of night wear is more comfortable than pajamas. If you don't believe me, you can try it tonight."

"I'm not interested in that."

Zhu Yang closed the cabinet, continued to organize other things, and walked out of the bedroom.

Pei Huan also followed.

Next to the lone towel and toothbrush cup, there is another one, and the two sets are nestled together.

"Camera over here to take a picture." Pei Huan pointed to the gray towel that Zhu Yang had just hung up: "He even folded the towel! Isn't it very abnormal?"

The cameraman didn't dare to make a sound.

Zhu Yang didn't seem to hear it either, so he didn't bother with him.

At this time, footsteps came from outside, "I'm back."

As soon as Lu Zhiyi entered the door, he saw an uninvited guest reading a book leisurely on the sofa.

"I wish the actor...?" Lu Zhiyi looked at Pei Huan in doubt.

"He's also a guest of this issue." Pei Huan said, "I'll stay here."

"You?" Lu Zhiyi glanced at the bed: "Sleeping together?"

Pei Huan hummed.

What can be done.

"This is your fault. You are a junior, how can you let King Zhu squeeze with you?" Lu Zhiyi said, "Come over to my side."

"Don't bother." Zhu Yang put down the book, with a cold star in his eyes: "This is between me and him."

Lu Zhiyi wanted to say something else.

Pei Huan pulled him out, "It's okay, let's go and see what you bought."

After the two left, Zhu Yang lowered his eyelids to hide the darkness and complexity in his eyes.

Gao Zehan was originally called to help light the fire, but when he saw Pei Huan approaching, he threw away the firewood in his hand and said he was going to rest when he was tired.

Pei Huan didn't know what he meant.

But he was too lazy to bother with this kind of person, so he went over to pick up the firewood, pulled a small bench and sat down in front of the stove.

"Oh, the fire went out again."

Mao Hui couldn't see who it was because of the smog: "Ze Han, you are in a bad mood, but you have to make a good fire."

Pei Huan said, "Sister Mao."

Mao Hui stretched out her head: "Huh? Pei Pei, why aren't you in the room?"

"What am I doing in the room?" Pei Huan threw firewood in, "He doesn't need me to take care of him."

"Too."

Pei Huan quickly found a technique for making a fire, and the firewood crackled inside.

Lu Zhiyi said, "It would be great if you learned to dance so quickly."

"Damn." Pei Huan smiled.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the room, Gao Zehan went upstairs lightly, tidied up his appearance and knocked on the door of the room.

"Blessings."

There is no response inside.

Gao Zehan didn't give up and shouted a few more times: "Brother Zhu, are you inside? Zhu——"

The door was pulled open abruptly.

With a gloomy face, Zhu Yang said coldly, "Put away your petty thoughts."

Gao Zehan didn't seem to understand: "Thinking? Brother Zhu, I just admire you very much, and I really want to—"

There was a slam on the door.

There was a low, emotionless voice: "Shout again, and I'll get you out of this show."

Gao Zehan trembled, a little frightened.

Because it was under the camera, he never thought that Zhu Yang would really disrespect him so much.

After the live broadcast room is repaired.

I happened to see Pei Huan busy in the backyard, taking whatever he was asked to take, and there were two cats flopping around behind him from time to time.

I don't have any airs that idols can't bear hardships.

After Pei Huan gave Lu Zhiyi the task of burning firewood, he squatted beside him to wash vegetables.

Silver hair fell on his forehead, and he stroked it casually.

Zhu Yang didn't know when he stood in front of him: "I'll help you."

"Need not."

Zhu Yang knelt down: "How?"

Pei Huan turned off the tap, "Just wash it off."

Zhu Yang's eyes fell on his fingers that were slightly reddened by the cold, like white jade, "Yes."

Pei Huan didn't leave, but picked up the bamboo shoots he picked from the bamboo forest, "I picked this one."

"I know." Zhu Yang said.

Pei Huan stopped his movements: "How did you know?" He looked over, and Zhu Yang's movements of washing vegetables were unfamiliar: "You don't know how to watch the live broadcast!?"

"Yeah." Zhu Yang put the washed vegetables into the basket: "Don't think too much, it's just for work."

"Oh……"

Pei Huan thought that he was actually making up the variety show on the way, so there was nothing wrong with it. "But why didn't you say in advance that you would come?"

"Suddenly received an investment project." Zhu Yang said, "I came here to investigate."

Pei Huan understood.

Of course, Zhujia's son is different from ordinary people like us.

Zhu Yang put the vegetable basket in front of Pei Huan: "It's finished."

During lunch.

Pei Huan put the last dish on the table, pulled out his chair and sat down, shouting loudly: "It's time to eat."

Lu Zhiyi naturally sat on Pei Huan's left.

Zhu Yang frowned slightly when he saw it, and when he walked to the dining table, he stretched out his hand to open the chair on Pei Huan's right.

Suddenly a figure ran out quickly, shouted "Oh, I finally ate" and sat down.

Zhu Yang: ...

Star A, who was a bit cold behind the scenes, turned his head and received Zhu Yang's death stare. He lowered his head to look at his position: "Zhu Yingdi, do you want to sit?"

"no need."

With a dark face, Zhu Yang walked to the opposite side of the dining table and sat down.

Gao Zehan rushed ahead of everyone and sat next to Zhu Yang, and picked up food: "Best actor Zhu, this is for you—"

He was frightened back by a cold look in his eyes.

"Okay." Gao Zehan smiled awkwardly: "It turns out that the actor doesn't like to eat bamboo shoots."

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

Holding the chopsticks, Zhu Yang picked up the braised bamboo shoots and put them into his bowl.

Gao Zehan: ...

What was even more embarrassing was that Zhu Yang's chopsticks only moved the bamboo shoots afterwards.

Later, Zhu Yangfan thought that his brother liked to eat bamboo shoots very much.