Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

Thanks to the rebirth of the old mother Meng Hua Tuo, a few days after my neck was pricked, I was almost healed.

I jokingly called my dad Nanny Meng, and He Shi asked me what I meant. I wanted him to see Huanzhugege by himself, but I stopped talking.

If it becomes a joint name of Lin Daiyu X Xia Ziwei, it will be difficult to handle.

In the past few days, I have been in a state of broken jars, because Lao Meng and Ms. Liang have determined that their son has been bent into a ball of wool, and the reason why they are unwilling to admit it is because they are ashamed of being zero.

So I also thought about it, let's make a mistake, and when He Shi returns to his original world, just say that we broke up, so as not to waste any more words.

But what if he chooses not to go back?

Forget it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. How could he be willing to stay here without relatives or reasons.

Early in the morning, Xiao Yang came downstairs with his driver to pick me up. It was obvious that he was also very happy. After all, the variety show team to be recorded today is not bad, and it is near my house.

The variety show is called "Looking for Tracks". The invited artists are from various cultural ancient cities, and the filming locations are also in their hometowns. The show mainly uses the perspective of modern people to experience the internalization and inheritance of culture.

In layman's terms, artists are invited to introduce and visit the historic sites and scenic spots in their hometowns, and present them in a form similar to a documentary.

From Sister Ling's point of view, it fits the current hot topic of inheriting excellent traditional culture, but this understanding may not be accurate. Cultural inheritance is a responsibility and should be an eternal hot spot.

But in fact, it is difficult for a variety show without funny games to stand out. Generally, popular traffic is needed to bring popularity. The show earns ratings, and the traffic earns word of mouth.

So how did I get this cheap one?Just like Sister Ling said, I kicked my ass.

The program team takes inheritance as the first task, and all the funds are invested in production. Naturally, there is not much budget when hiring artists.

The originally scheduled artist in Haicheng suddenly increased in price, and the program team decided to give up after careful consideration. Thanks to the gay hot searches a few days ago, they remembered Haicheng and me.

This wave belongs to picking up leaks.

I was about to get in the car and set off, Xiao Yang's smiling face collapsed the moment he saw He Shi, and after He Shi sat in the back seat with me, the collapse became even more complete.

"Brother Meng, did you take him home?"

Since I now have both a straight male mindset and a gay mindset, I can hear two meanings in this sentence.

The former is: Did you bring your brother home to play?

The latter is: Did you bring your boyfriend home and come out?

Since Xiao Yang is a straight man, I automatically choose the first interpretation, "ah, he has no place to live."

"Oh." Xiao Yang looked at me, pushed his glasses and lowered his eyes, raised them again, and lowered his eyes again.

Me: "Speak directly."

Xiao Yang: "He doesn't have a place to live. Your house won't be without a room. This time... you don't have a bed..."

What Xiao Yang said makes sense, but I have legitimate reasons.He Shi's letter date is coming soon, as long as he is far away from me, he will feel uncomfortable.

According to his explanation, Qianyuan's trust period does not necessarily need Kunze's trustworthy incense to appease him, what Qianyuan needs is a familiar atmosphere and inner peace.

He only knows me here, and if I can't help him, he will be irritable, depressed, and even out of control.

At that time, he buried his head in my chest, insisted that I hold him, and asked me if I could bear to see him in pain. I was so gay that my scalp was numb, and I was kidnapped by morality, so I had to compromise again.

I'm just happy to help.

But the above reasons can only convince myself, and I can’t tell outsiders a word, otherwise I will be sent to a mental hospital.

So I could only pull out my dear parents and explain to Xiao Yang, "Then what, my parents quarreled, and they had to divide the room, so there was no room, yes, that's it."

Xiao Yang ignored me, and looked at my hand restlessly shaking on the side of my neck. Like a primary school student who just learned to sit, I quickly put my hands back on my knees, and my back straightened.

Whatever it is, so many people think I'm gay anyway, and I'm not bad for Xiao Yang.

"Brother Meng." He Shi was beside him, staring at me.

Only then did I realize that there was a client present when I lied just now, so what should I do? He won't think that I'm so dishonest again because he likes him?

But I have the basic quality of an actor. Although my heart is full of horses and horses, I don't show a single bit of it on my face. I calmly asked, "What's the matter?"

He: "Brother Yang, he doesn't like me very much."

Um?I re-determined the subject of the question, clearly asking about Xiao Yang's attitude towards him, why should I answer it, and how can I answer it?

If you say you like it, it must be a lie. We Yang have been worried that my pig will be beaten by cabbage.It's even worse if you don't like it, there's no way to provoke dissension face to face.

So why on earth are you looking at me?Xiao Yang is the co-pilot, neither deaf nor dumb, go ask him!

"You, don't wrong people." Xiao Yang spoke one step ahead of me, a little anxious, and his voice was a few degrees higher, "We are all assistants, and we are all the same. I don't have time and I don't like to play tricks with others."

He Shi answered immediately, "That's good, I'm also tired of scheming."

The tone of the two of them is normal, especially He Shi, I don't think he is dissatisfied or hostile, but the atmosphere in the car is full of tension.

I am most afraid of embarrassment and silence, "Ah...what do you want to eat at noon?"

Both gazes fell on me in unison, making it even more embarrassing and cold.

Undecided about playing with my phone, I had no choice but to take out my phone from my pocket, and use my strong sense of faith to shield the two assistants, and the three of them arrived at the first shooting location calmly.

When Xiao Yang got out of the car, He Shi held me back with a solemn expression like a Taoist priest who wanted to tell me, "This gentleman's seal is black".

I asked him, "What's wrong?"

He: "It's not the same."

I didn't understand, "What?"

He wrinkled the bridge of his nose, as if holding back tears, "I'm different from him."

He always likes to say these endless words, which are more difficult to interpret than the words of the leader when he painted cakes. This kind of situation is generally classified as "memory recovery period" by me. Although it seems that he is talking to me on the surface, in fact I don't know who I think of.

Just like the "Zhi Yi" over there.

With a bang, the door was pulled open by Xiao Yang. He looked at me more like Wu Song than Wu Dalang.

I went to say hello to the director at the first time, only to find out that I am not the only artist in today’s recording. The previous price increase was a sub-team of an audition team. This recording originally required two people, and I was one of them.

Alas, to be honest, I'm still a little envious. They have not only made their debut in the talent show, but also played big names to raise prices. As for me, not only did I fail to make my debut twice, but I also had to pick up other people's mistakes.

But it can be regarded as an improvement. After all, before, it was not my turn to pick up the leaks.

The director took me to greet another guest. It was a girl who looked young. If I remember correctly, she had just broadcast a small-budget online drama recently, but the content was conscientious, so she was a little popular.

Those who are hotter than me are all seniors. I took the initiative to walk over to shake hands with her, but before I could step out, she suddenly noticed me and rushed over like a wild horse.

She grabbed my hand with both hands and held it in front of her body like a girl wishing, "Junjun! I am your nine-year-old mushroom!"

Nine... years?

I calculated this number over and over again, and looking at her youthful appearance, I felt a sense of embarrassment like being called a son in front of a primary school student.

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Some green tea vinegar began to reveal its nature

He Shi: We are different!Everyone is in a different situation!

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