First Love Performance Art [Entertainment]

Without staying outside for too long, Mu Ye crushed out the cigarette that he barely touched.He brushed his teeth and washed his hands again, changed into a set of pajamas, and returned to the bedroom after completely dispelling the smell of cigarettes.

Just about to open the door gently, the door opened from the inside.

Mu Ye raised his eyes in surprise, and met the people inside the door.

Mu Ye asked with a smile, "Why are you up?"

With no one by his side, Song Jianchu actually suffered from insomnia.

He has had good sleep quality since he was a child, and it was the first time he experienced insomnia when he didn't get enough sleep.

Song Jianchu didn't have the nerve to say that he was out looking for someone, so he paused, looked away unnaturally and said, "I'm a little hungry, find something to eat."

"Didn't you eat tonight?"

Mu Ye frowned, picked up his phone: "What do you want to eat? I'll order takeaway for you."

"No need." Song Jianchu said, "I'll do it myself."

Mu Ye thought for a while and said, "I only know how to make egg custard. My sister likes to eat it when she is sick. Do you want to eat it?"

Song Jianchu hesitated for two seconds, feeling a little moved.

Feeling that it was a pity to miss this opportunity, Song Jianchu took advantage of the "cold" to get special benefits, and nodded embarrassedly: "Thank you."

Mu Ye rubbed his head: "Go back and lie down, wait 15 minutes."

"I'll accompany you." Song Jianchu said.

Mu Ye warmly instructed: "Put on some clothes."

Song Jianchu put on a coat, followed Mu Ye to the kitchen, and sat at the dining table with his face on his back, staring intently at the people who were busy in front of the kitchen counter.

It can be seen that Mu Ye often took care of his younger sister at home, and he was very skilled in making egg custard.

But it can also be seen that Mu Ye never cooks, he is a bit too particular.

Standing in the kitchen, the man looked even taller, with straight and slender legs, rolled up the sleeves of his pajamas, pinched the egg with his slender and delicate fingers, carefully separated the eggshell, and slowly flowed out the egg white, leaving only the yolk.When adding water to the egg liquid, the man looked very cautious, as if he had a measuring cup in his heart.

After completing all the steps, Mu Ye's hands were still clean and fresh, without any smell of human fireworks.

When the egg custard was ready, Song Jianchu tasted it with the freshly steamed rice.

The smooth and tender egg custard tastes light and delicious, which is very appetizing, and it is also very gentle on the stomach. It is very suitable for eating when you are sick.

Mu Ye sat opposite, observing his expression expectantly: "Do you like it?"

Song Jianchu nodded: "It's delicious."

It is really delicious. After all, I have only studied one dish for so many years, so it must taste very good.

More importantly, it was Mu Ye who did it.

Song Jianchu ate very cleanly, there was nothing left.

Seeing that the food he made was eaten up, Mu Ye was very satisfied, and thought about it: "I will learn more recipes in the future, and cook for you every day, so I should be able to get extra points."

Song Jianchu raised his head in confusion: "What extra points?"

Mu Ye looked at him, smiled and changed the subject: "Are you sleepy? Sleep with you? A cold needs more sleep to heal quickly."

Song Jianchu always felt that Mu Ye had been wanting to say something today, his eyes hesitated: "...um."

Back on the bed together, Song Jianchu was hugged by Mu Ye and closed his eyes, something hanging in his heart finally fell.

Mu Ye didn't do anything, just stroking his back, like coaxing a sick child to sleep.

Song saw Chu Muye buried his face in his pajamas, breathing in the familiar fragrance comfortably.

The memory of childhood has been blurred, and Song Jianchu has not had this feeling of absolute security for a long time.The man's aura enveloped him gently, like an indestructible barrier.

When his consciousness was hazy, Mu Ye asked in a low voice, "Are you asleep?"

Song Jianchu whispered: "Not yet."

Mu Ye felt that the body temperature of the person in his arms was still a little hot, so he asked worriedly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Jianchu was quiet for a few seconds, with a low "hmm".

"Can't sleep?"

"A bit."

"Perform a stunt for you?"

stunt?

Song Jianchu opened his eyes curiously.

Mu Ye suddenly lowered his head and put his ear to his chest: "I can hear your heart."

Song Jianchu was a little funny: "Mind reading?"

Song Jianchu said that he really is a child?

"En." Mu Ye closed his eyes, listening to his heartbeat.

Song Jianchu slowly tightened the corners of his mouth.

"I heard it." Mu Ye said, "You're thinking, it's so comfortable to be hugged by Teacher Mu."

Song Jianchu was stunned.

Mu Ye listened for a few more seconds: "Why doesn't Teacher Mu kiss me?"

Song Jianchu's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his hand subconsciously to push him away.

"I really like Teacher Mu?"

Song Jianchu blinked slowly: "...?"

"What? Do you want to renew your contract with Mr. Mu for another 70 years?"

"???"

Mu Ye raised his head and said clearly: "It turns out that Chu Chu likes to tell the truth in his heart."

"..."

"Boys, don't be too shy." Mu Ye encouraged and patted his head, persuading him: "From now on, you can bravely say what's on your mind."

Mu Ye's tone was gentle and expectant, with a little embarrassment: "You can say it now if you want."

"At the beginning?"

"Fell asleep?"

Song Jianchu closed his eyes and skillfully pretended to be asleep.

While waiting for the preliminary matching results of the bone marrow bank, Song Jianchu participated in the recording of the third episode of "I want to get off work".

[Ah, ah, the wait is finally here! ! 】

[gkdgkd! ! ! 】

[Sticking stickers with Smelly Treasure across the screen]

[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu like my darling, I want to die]

[Where did the husbands get arrested and go to work again? 】

【Wow, this heavy snow looks so cold】

[Smelly treasure, put on your autumn clothes and long johns]

【Ah, why haven't I seen you for a few days? How did Mr. Mu become my son's humanoid pendant? 】

It was morning when we arrived at the recording location, and the whole scene was snowing heavily.

The members stood in a row wearing thick thermal gear, and two pairs of figures hugged each other behind their backs.

Mu Ye hung behind Song Jianchu, Pei Shinian hung behind Bai Xingyu, and Lu Shen stood alone in the thick snow.

"Hiss, it's too cold." Pei Shinian was wearing an exaggerated winter hat with ear protectors, and held Bai Xingyu tightly from behind: "Brother Xing, let's hug each other warmly! See you at the beginning... oh, you and Brother Ye formed a group. Lu Brother! Come to our group!"

Lu Shen was expressionless.

Bai Xingyu looked disgusted, but he didn't have time to push people away. He was busy scolding the mentally ill director: "Are you sick? This is a world of ice and snow, you let us come here to be sled dogs?"

Song Jianchu wore a black knitted winter hat and a white windproof down jacket. His face was calm, like a human ice sculpture.

Mu Ye's motive hung on his back naturally, helping him to block the wind and snow, covering his frozen red cheeks with both hands, and asking in his ear: "Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Song Jianchu said calmly.

【Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah】

[This is also great, it is a beautiful picture when it comes up]

【Screen capture! ! 】

[Look at the happy expression on Smelly Po's face]

【Knock it, knock it, ah ah ah】

【Hahaha Teacher Mu really seems like a clingy person】

[I am so envious of such a clingy male god, I also want to be posted by Teacher Mu]

The mentally ill director put his hands in his hands and said, "You don't need to be sled dogs, but you can raise them."

After speaking, four Alaskans ran over dragging the sled.

"Fuck! A real sled dog!" Pei Shinian got off Bai Xingyu to pet the dog, obsessed with Alaska's thick hair and couldn't put it down: "It's so handsome!"

Seeing the four handsome dogs, Song Jianchu's eyes lit up.

As a dog lover who has been raising dogs online, Song Jianchu also wanted to touch them, but he took a few steps back cautiously, thinking that such a large dog was a bit dangerous if he didn't raise it himself.

Mu Ye looked at the boy's longing and rational expression from the back side, and was so cute that his heart beat faster.

【Hahaha Smelly treasure also wants to touch it, right? 】

[Chuchu also likes dogs very much! 】

[Look at Teacher Mu's eyes! 】

[Is it my imagination?Feel like Teacher Mu has been greedy for my son's face today? 】

[Sisters in front!it is true!The evildoer's gaze has never left Chuchu since just now! 】

The wind and snow were too heavy, and Director Cui shouted with a small loudspeaker: "The theme of this issue is 'Travellers in the Snow'! Look behind you! In the next three days, you need an agent to run this homestay!"

"What did he say?" The wind was so loud that Bai Xingyu couldn't hear it clearly.

"This issue we are going to run a homestay." Pei Shinian said loudly, "The theme is 'Travelers from the Snow'."

Song Jianchu turned his head and saw behind him a two-story building whose roof was covered with snow.

"Traveler in the snow?" Bai Xingyu looked at the gloomy sky, and said speechlessly, "With this weather, the ghost guest in the snow is not bad."

[The ghost guest in the snow seems to be more interesting? ? 】

【Looking forward to it】

[Visually zero income in this period]

[My son’s airdrops can’t even be shipped]

"After we came in, the road outside the village was blocked by snow, right?" Pei Shinian was also speechless: "Director, no one can come in. Where do you want us to find tourists?"

Mu Ye nodded in satisfaction: "I can salt fish for another three days."

It's too cold outside, everyone move indoors first.

This homestay is in much better condition than the gourmet store in the first phase. It is clean and warm, and it seems that it has just been remodeled.

Everyone walked around upstairs and downstairs, and sat down on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.

Pei Shinian warmed his hands in front of the heating stove, and asked, "Then what should we do now? We won't be open today either."

"The conditions here are not bad." Bai Xingyu drank the hot barley tea, and said flatly: "Anyway, the roads are blocked and we can't go out, I think it's fine for us to live here, so let's treat it as a three-day vacation. "

Mu Ye helped Song Jianchu take off his scarf and hat, tidied his hair, and said with a smile, "That's right, Chuchu can have a dog now."

Song Jianchu took out his mobile phone to check the local weather forecast: "There will be a blizzard tonight, and most of the next three days will be sunny, and there may be light snow. The snow removal is not very effective now, and I will find someone to remove the snow tomorrow. Let's rest first tonight. "

"Is this episode so easy?" Pei Shinian immediately ran to the dogs who were brought in to escape the wind and snow: "Then I'm going to pet the dogs!"

"I always think it's not that simple." Bai Xingyu crossed his arms, squinted suspiciously at the mentally ill person who was standing in the seat, and said coolly, "Hey, what big move are you holding back?"

Psychopath keeps indifferent face.

【suspicious】

【Relax, it must not be so easy】

【Why do I always feel that the director is more scary when he is quiet?】

[harmful, nervous]

Song Jianchu was too lazy to guess what the mental illness was thinking, so he went upstairs to find the dormitory to change clothes.

This time there were still three dormitories, and they were still allocated according to when they were working in school. The members went back to the dormitory to pack their luggage, changed into light clothes and went downstairs to eat.

The weather is too cold, we found the hot pot base and ingredients in the kitchen, and everyone decided to eat hot pot.

"Eating hot pot on a snowy day is so blissful." Pei Shinian crazily boiled the meat, and sighed with enjoyment.

Bai Xingyu looked strangely at the leader who usually eats the most: "Jianchu, why don't you eat?"

Mu Ye fished the meat into Song Jianchu's bowl, and seeing that Song Jianchu hadn't moved his chopsticks, he reminded: "Chuchu, what are you thinking? Eat meat."

Song Jianchu had no appetite, picked up the chopsticks slowly, and ate all the meat in the bowl.

Mu Ye picked up hot vegetables for him again, and Song Jianchu ate them in silence, never taking the initiative to pick them up.

Mu Ye saw something was wrong, and asked worriedly: "Uncomfortable?"

Song Jianchu endured the sudden physical discomfort and shook his head: "No."

Thinking of finishing his meal and returning to his room to rest, Song Jianchu just picked up his chopsticks again when he suddenly felt warm under his nose.

"Jianchu, you have a nosebleed!" Pei Shinian opened his eyes wide.

Bai Xingyu asked in surprise, "What's going on?"

Lu Shen also looked surprised for a moment.

Both the program group and the barrage were shocked.

【! ! ! ! 】

【Why did my son have a nosebleed? 】

【Fire? 】

[Ahhhhhh what's going on! ! 】

Before everyone could see the situation clearly, the live broadcast was interrupted.

Song Jianchu immediately raised his hand to cover his nose, Mu Ye took his hand to cover it with a tissue, and frowned: "Don't move."

The chief screenwriter hurried over and asked, "Jianchu, are you feeling unwell? I have already contacted the team doctor and will be here soon."

"I'm fine, I don't need to see a doctor." Song Jianchu pushed Mu Ye's hand away, and stood up with a tissue in his hand: "You guys continue to eat, I'll go back to my room first."

After speaking, he quickly went upstairs.

Mu Ye frowned, got up and chased after him: "Chu Chu."

The rest were still surprised.

Song Jianchu went into the bathroom, locked the door, and washed his face with boiling water.

Mu Ye knocked on the door outside: "Chu Chu, open the door."

"I'm really fine." Song Jianchu said, "It'll be fine later."

Mu Ye's tone was a bit tough: "Open the door."

Song Jianchu raised his head to look in the mirror, and the nosebleed stopped.He closed his eyes, wiped his face casually with paper, and opened the door calmly.

Mu Ye came in and pinched his chin to check, and reconfirmed: "Is there any discomfort?"

"It's really fine, it happened occasionally in the past." Song Jianchu let Mu Ye check, and said calmly, "Go down and eat, I'm hungry."

Mu Ye suddenly hugged him tightly: "Don't scare me, I'm a little scared."

Song Jianchu put his chin on Mu Ye's shoulder and was startled.

After adjusting his expression, he patted Mu Ye's back reassuringly, and asked with a smile, "What are you afraid of? I'm fine."

Mu Ye also laughed.

Mu Ye let go of him: "Let the doctor check it later, be obedient."

"En." Song Jianchu nodded obediently.

Mu Ye kissed him and took his hand: "Go down and wait for the doctor."

Song Jianchu frowned slightly, followed Mu Ye with his face down, and was led out by him. With his lowered eyes, he suddenly saw Mu Ye's footsteps stop, and he also stopped and raised his head.

Pei Shinian stood at the door with a face full of shock.

Song Jianchu's pupils trembled: "!!!"

"Then what." Pei Shinian looked dazed, and said awkwardly, "The doctor is here."

"Yeah." Mu Ye looked indifferent, and squeezed Song Jianchu's hand that was about to be withdrawn: "Let's go, don't get in the way."

"...Oh." Pei Shinian took a step back.

Song Jianchu quickly calmed down, and remained calm, with a cold expression, and naturally followed behind Mu Ye.

"Wait a minute." Pei Shinian suddenly turned around.

Looking at the two people who were still holding hands in front of them, Pei Shinian spent a long time organizing his words. He opened and closed his mouth, "You... how did you kiss just now?"