When the magic stick has a big star boyfriend

Arriving at the hotel arranged by the program group, Fu Yu just shrank in the room and did not move.

Even meals are settled in the room by the service called.

"In such a horrible weather, I will never go out before tomorrow's recording."

Ji Chen lowered the temperature of the air conditioner in the house a bit: "How can you stay still like this? Tomorrow's recording will be all outdoors. It's good to go out in the afternoon to get used to the weather."

Unmoved, Fu Yu rolled his eyes at Ji Chen: "I don't study well, but it doesn't mean I'm mentally ill. How can I get used to such a cold day in one afternoon?"

There is no way to fool him, and there is no way to escape the recording all day tomorrow, but he is determined not to go out this afternoon.

"And the news of your coming here has already spread. Where else can I go this afternoon? I don't want to be followed all the time. You should know better than me about this."

No one in the capital found out before, because they went out on a private trip at that time, and no one dared to stay outside Ji's house.

It's different now, coming to City H is a public itinerary, and Ji Chen is not the only star here.

There must be paparazzi outside the hotel, and they will be recognized once they go out. Those people are not afraid of the cold for the news.

Of course Ji Chen knew, he handed the program arrangement in his hand to Fu Yu: "Although that's what I said, it's not up to you, it seems that I'm going to record at the Ice Sculpture Festival tonight."

"Didn't it mean tomorrow?" Fu Yu took the things in his hands with suspicion on his face.

After looking at it carefully, there was not much reaction.

"Evening is the evening. After all, night is the highlight over there. If we go tonight, we can spend one less day here."

The two stayed in the room all afternoon, but before dinner at night, an unexpected person knocked on the door.

Fu Yu was a little surprised when he saw Mencius Qi standing at the door.

He moved his body to cover the door tightly, and then closed the door without any intention of letting anyone in: "Who are you looking for?"

Mencius took two steps back and looked down at his toes: "Come, come to you."

"Looking for me? It's strange, what's the matter with you?" Fu Yu looked at him unscrupulously.

Compared with the last meeting, the fusion of his soul is more complete.

I don't know if it absorbed the original soul or what, originally only the head overlapped, but now only the back is exposed.

Mencius Qi looked a little embarrassed because of his unceremonious attitude, his body was trembling, and he seemed to be deeply afraid of the person in front of him.

After a few seconds of silence, he seemed to muster up his courage, and looked up at Fu Yu: "I, I need your help with something."

"You are a ghost." Fu Yu looked at him calmly, "Meng Ziyou, I did help you indirectly last time, but it doesn't mean that I am kind-hearted. You dare to ask me for help."

Hearing his words, Meng Ziyou's face turned pale in an instant, his lips twitched and he couldn't speak.

"But..." Fu Yu leaned against the door with his arms folded, and said lazily, "I treat everyone equally, as long as you can pay me, it's not impossible to help."

The eyes of the young man in front of him suddenly burst into light, and then dimmed for a moment: "I, I, I don't have that much money, can I, can I get credit..."

He breathed out the last two words, but Fu Yu could hear them clearly.

"How much money do you have?" he asked.

Mencius worried about all the deposits he had sorted out before he came, and he reported a number with a guilty conscience: "53."

If the house is not sold, the assets he can use are indeed only 53.

As a star with a bit of traffic, 53 is indeed a small amount for him, and more than 30 of which was earned after he took over the control of this body.

Mencius was arrogant.

When I was just a starlet, I tried my best to arm myself with famous brands, and I used to eat good things on weekdays.

What's more, in order to prevent him from backlashing back, buying sandalwood from the person who instructed him was also a considerable expense.

"53." Fu Yu lowered his eyes, looking calm, but in fact he was thinking about whether the deal was worth it, "Tell me what you want me to do first."

If it is a simple matter, 53 seems not impossible.

Knowing that there was something going on, Meng Ziyou didn't dare to hide anything, and Fu Yu raised his hand to stop him just as he was about to speak.

Signaling him to wait here, he lifted his feet and walked towards the elevator.

An arm protruded from behind the green plant, and there were two "clicks, clicks".

Then what is in the hand is paid and taken into the hand.

"This gentleman, secretly filming others without their consent will infringe on the rights of others."

As he spoke, he fumbled for the camera with his fingers, pulled out the memory card and put it in his pocket, then stuffed the camera into his hand.

"Wouldn't it be nice to go out for a meal with 500 yuan? You have to squat here to waste time."

The man across from him was wearing a wide fisherman's hat, his entire face was covered by the brim of the hat.

He didn't have any excuses for Fu Yu's move, and he didn't intend to ask for the memory card back. Instead, he said sorry and ran away with the camera in his arms.

It was the first time Fu Yu had seen such a talkative paparazzi, and there was a bit of doubt on his face.

"Wait a minute." He called to stop the man.

The man stopped obediently, but turned around and still lowered his head.

Fu Yu went over and reinserted the memory card, and completely deleted the photos that this person had secretly taken just now.

"Looked up."

The man stepped back half a step, but the hand holding the camera strap was slightly bruised.

But still raised his head slowly, and then bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I will definitely not do this next time."

The man's appearance flashed in front of Fu Yu.

Fu Yu handed the camera back again: "Do you know why no one calls the paparazzi a reporter?"

"know."

"It's good to know." Fu Yu said seriously, "I hope you will think about it before you decide to do this."