Please expel my fan membership

Zhao Xingchuan let out a breath slowly, and then half-jokingly said: "Really? But even if I'm not a girl, I'm willing to raise a soft-bodied boy like you. With a handsome guy waiting at home, I will probably be more motivated to go out to work every day."

The comment area of ​​the live broadcast room exploded to paralysis in an instant.

—? ? ? ? ?

—Is this post-dubbing?This is a live broadcast, what are you two talking about?Brother, wake up!

—My best friend persuaded me to watch the live broadcast and recognize the reality, rps will not have good results, but goose!I burst into tears!

- I shook my head like crazy!Really exciting!

—I don’t believe it, there must be a script for this show, brother, if you are forced, just blink at the camera.

……

"Okay." Zhao Xingchuan originally planned to take the noodles out of the pot, but found that the small kitchen was so poor that it didn't even have a broken bowl. The wooden chopsticks in his hand were the ones he had just cut with bamboo. of……

"However, there isn't a single bowl here..." Zhao Xingchuan first covered the iron pot, then picked up a knife to smooth the thin bamboo strips he had just split, "It's been too hard a day."

Shi Yu, who had been sitting with nothing to do, was bitten several times by mosquitoes, so he said in a depressed tone: "Why are there still mosquitoes after November?"

Zhao Xingchuan handed the chopped bamboo chopsticks to Shi Yu, talking nonsense: "Maybe because the director is a vicious woman."

Then he brought the iron pot to the rickety table and sat opposite Shi Yu.

The two looked at each other across an iron pot.

Shi Yu: "You first?"

Zhao Xingchuan: "Me first?"

The two asked in unison: "Together?"

Right now they don't even have a bowl, but they have to solve the physiological problem of "hunger". Pantothenic acid water starts in their hungry stomachs, so naturally they don't care about being embarrassed.

The two of them held a piece of chopstick noodles together in a tacit understanding, brought them to their mouths and blew a few times, and then sucked and sucked them into their mouths. The pot of noodles has been scooped up, and the two are still in harmony.

"How about the noodles I made?" Zhao Xingchuan originally wanted to make cold cucumbers, but found that there was not even a plate in the kitchen, so he had no choice but to give up and wash the cucumbers. He and Shi Yu ate one each.

"Not bad." Shi Yu said, "You are too virtuous."

When in front of the camera, Shi Yu will appear a little more energetic than usual. After all, after receiving the reward from the program group, his performance can't be too bad.

It was getting late, and the young cameraman secretly yawned.Zhao Xingchuan glanced at his watch, and then said: "It's already 09:30, half an hour past the shooting time, you are already dedicated enough, go back and wash up and sleep."

"It's okay, it's still early." The camera boy smiled honestly, "The director asked us to take as long as we can."

Zhao Xingchuan finished washing the pot in silence, the smile on his face had disappeared, he laughed all day, and felt the poor life for half a day, and experienced the dirty work that he never thought of before.By this point in time, it was not just physical exhaustion, but also mental exhaustion.

"But we also need to rest, don't you think so?" Zhao Xingchuan looked at the leading staff member, "Do you also want to take pictures while taking a shower or sleeping?"

The staff could feel that the man they thought was easy to talk to was a little angry, and the man next to him who seemed difficult to get along with at first sight must be even more unhappy.

"It was our negligence, please forgive me. The enthusiasm of the fans in the live broadcast room is too high, so we want to work overtime for our own sake. Since the two gentlemen want to rest, we don't want to bother you anymore. Tomorrow morning 07 We will come again at :30." The team leader apologized politely, "This is the end of today's filming, the two gentlemen can say goodbye to the fans."

"Thank you for watching our boring live broadcast in front of the screen for so long, and thank you for your continuous support. I hope our program can bring you happiness." Zhao Xingchuan responded very quickly. Although every sentence was very official, but When he said it, it always seemed to carry a strange temperature and weight, "Good night everyone, see you tomorrow."

Shi Yu still had no expression: "Same as above. And, while being happy, I hope you can send a private message to Director Bombing, begging him to give us a door and two sets of bowls and chopsticks, thank you."

After all the staff had left, the two finally relaxed a little.Shi Yu's attitude towards Zhao Xingchuan has also changed from being relatively friendly just now to being indifferent, but such an atmosphere and attitude will not make both of them deliberately hold it.

"There is a temporary toilet in the courtyard." Zhao Xingchuan said while adding firewood to the fire, "But there is no water heater here, so we can only boil water. You can wash it first, and I will boil water."

Shi Yu nodded coldly, then went back to the house to get the clothes.

On the way, Shi Yu found a piece of wood that was probably left by the program team specially, and it was just right for covering the door, so he moved that piece of wood back and put it on the door.Although shabby, at least there will be no strong winds and unknown small animals entering the house at night.

After the water was boiled, Zhao Xingchuan thoughtfully lifted the bucket to the door of the simple toilet, and called Shi Yu from the room to come out: "Senior, the water has been boiled."

So Shi Yu came out of the room with his pajamas in his arms. He looked at Zhao Xingchuan, and the light from the room reflected in his eyes, making the already beautiful eyes even brighter.

He involuntarily looked away, but his mind was filled with the way the other party looked at him.

"Thank you." Shi Yu hurriedly took the bucket from Zhao Xingchuan's hand.

"Be careful, the water is very hot." Zhao Xingchuan warned.

Shi Yu pulled back the plastic sheet: "Okay."

The short time between bathing and before going to bed is often the time when people's thinking and inspiration are the most active. Shi Yu has no dramas to be filmed now, and he is not engaged in creation, so these activities are used in other places in the film.

He inexplicably thought of Zhao Xingchuan, his face, his eyes, his voice...

It seems that every drooping and raising of this person's eyes is worth repeating... Is this like it?Maybe Lin Zhou was right, but so what?Shi Yu thought.

Even if they are in love, it is difficult for them to come together under the pressure of tens of millions of fans and relatives. Even if they like it, they are doomed to hide and hide.

And if Shi Yu solves Lin Zhou smoothly, then everything is fine; but what if he is solved by Lin Zhou?Lin Zhou hated Zhao Xingchuan so much, even with Shi Yu's face, there was nothing he couldn't do.

At 59:[-] in the evening, the bright moon hangs high and the stars twinkle slightly.

The day of losing all electronic devices did not allow Shi Yu to fall asleep early. He was bored in the house with his eyes closed, so he came out and sat on the stones in the yard, basking in the moon.

Zhao Xingchuan followed closely behind, also came out wearing a windbreaker, and sat beside him.

"Can't sleep?"

"Ah."

At the end of autumn, the wind is strong, and it already has the breath of winter on the body.Seeing that Shi Yu was only wearing a thin pajamas, Zhao Xingchuan took off his windbreaker and put it on for him.

Zhao Xingchuan: "It's windy at night, don't catch a cold."

Shi Yu turned her head to look at him, wearing a coat or something, no matter how you looked at it, it was too intimate.But he was indeed a little cold, but he was too lazy to go back to get his coat, so he readily accepted it: "What about you? Aren't you cold?"

"I'm not very afraid of the cold." Zhao Xingchuan only wore a single shirt and didn't shiver in the cold wind. He suddenly reached out and held Shi Yu's hand, "Look, in winter I'm just a walking human-shaped heater."

Zhao Xingchuan's hands were really warm, like a cup of hot water at just the right temperature.But Shi Yu hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hand: "Oh, really?"

"Hmm." Zhao Xingchuan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and rubbed the tip of his nose with his index finger, feeling a little disappointed.

"Well... By the way, you look a little unhappy today." Zhao Xingchuan said, "When I saw you on the plane, you didn't look very good. What happened?"

Shi Yu turned around and stared into his eyes, then sneered: "What's none of your business? Do you need to know?"

"..." Zhao Xingchuan thought that last time he was willing to confess to himself that he had multiple personalities, now he should be able to talk to himself about other things, even if it was only a few words.Unexpectedly, Shi Yu was still the rude bastard he used to be, not changed at all.

The two were silent for a while, wondering if it was because of the weight of the windbreaker Zhao Xingchuan put on him, Shi Yu finally softened his voice: "Actually, it has nothing to do with you, it's useless if you know."

"But I'm willing to listen. Even if my friends can't reach you, at least I'm still a friendly colleague of yours." Zhao Xingchuan knew that this person was usually hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so he didn't get angry because of what he said just now, "Some things are held in my heart , it begins to mold and grow hair until it rots, and communicating with others can be regarded as a process of ventilating it.”

Shi Yu sneered: "Ventilation can only delay its rot, but in the end it will rot in the heart, what's the point?"

"It may not be meaningful to you." Zhao Xingchuan looked at him seriously, and paused every word, "But to me, it does."

Shi Yu was slightly stunned, he almost wanted to blurt out and ask: "Why?" But Zhao Xingchuan's answer must be inseparable from the sensational, true and false, and he almost wanted to blurt out and ask: "Why?" A question swallowed back into his stomach.

"One of my sub-personalities, Chen Xingyuan, was killed by Lin Zhou under my nose."

Zhao Xingchuan didn't react for a while, only a big "Who?" in his mind, but soon, Zhao Xingchuan realized: "It's the one you mentioned, my fan?"

Shi Yu nodded.

"So are you blaming yourself, or are you just sad that he left?"

"Both." Shi Yu replied, "If I had understood Chen Xingyuan's cry for help and hadn't fallen asleep, maybe..."

"That's not possible." Zhao Xingchuan said, "You don't need to sleep that day, but can you keep your eyes open for the rest of your life?"

Shi Yu said firmly: "If I had known earlier, I would have killed Lin Zhou."

"You are reluctant, so you won't." Zhao Xingchuan looked at him, "Even if he wanted to kill you, you didn't do anything to him, did you?"

Shi Yu was silent.

Zhao Xingchuan paused, then continued: "Let's assume that you understand Chen Xingyuan's cry for help, but can you really protect him? You can only live in fear every day, and the only thing you can do is to mourn for him in advance. "

But early mourning does nothing to reduce the pain after the incident. [Note]

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Note: A Weibo from Tang Yingfeng.

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I've been a little busy recently (not a little bit), and I'll try to update it when I have time. Everyone can't wait to grow fat. It's okay to leave comments to encourage the author (I may be faster if there are comments).