Perfect idol [entertainment circle]

Jingliang pushed open the door.

His father is sitting on the sofa, watching TV.After hearing the sound, he looked at him and waved.

Jing Liang walked to his father with a puzzled expression.

"Cough, I know you don't like to socialize during the Spring Festival. But the two members of the Che family held a rare banquet—I heard it was for a blind date for their son? No matter what it is for, I hope you can attend."

His father emphasized: "You know how hard it is to meet those two."

Jing Liang frowned.

"Che Bai? Blind date?"

He asked in disbelief: "A blind date during the Spring Festival?!"

——It must be that Che Bai's parents were holding a blind date banquet without telling me, and then called him back in the name of the Spring Festival.

Such extreme things are common all over the world.

Parents are always more concerned about marital issues than their children themselves.

but--

What should I do at the beginning?

Jing Liang didn't know that Kong Zhengchu and Che Bai made the agreement of 'be together after retiring from the circle'. It was just a simple worry: Che Bai was going home, so this year's Spring Festival, wouldn't Chuchu be alone? !

——It hurts my heart.

As an idiot fan, Jing Liang eats his brains uncontrollably, making himself feel distressed.

While responding to his father's words with perfunctory words such as "um" and "oh", he picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Shiyou.

Jingliang: My boy, is your relationship with Chuchu good?

Shiyou: It’s okay.

Shiyou: Do you want to sign again?

Jingliang: ...

Boss Ba crackled a lot of replies, saying that he only admired Kong Zhengchu, and that he didn't 'like' at all. The fact that you asked for an autograph the moment you came here is too damaging to my image...

Shiyou is used to skipping these nonsense directly, looking at Jingliang's last sentence——

Jing Liang: Chu Chu will spend the Spring Festival alone this year, shall we visit him?

--Oh.

It turned out that I was afraid that my idol would be lonely.

Shiyou nodded her head knowingly, and replied "yes" generously and simply.

The two are ready to go out.

the other side.

Kong Zhengchu, who was sitting on the snow, received an email from Bai Yue, and the content of the email was a video.

In the video, Bai Yue with light makeup is smiling and her tone is soft.

She first said a word of New Year's greetings, and then expressed her regret and apology for not being able to accompany Kong Zhengchu to celebrate the New Year, and then she blinked mysteriously——

"However, I have a present for you."

second half of the video.

It is the Spring Festival greetings recorded by fans of Kong Zhengchu in Bai Yue's country.

-- A heartfelt and touching gift.

After one segment after another, Bai Yue reappeared in front of the camera.

"Surprise?!"

"Happy Chinese New Year! Chuchu!"

The screen goes black.

The coldness of the climate seemed to be suddenly diluted.

Kong Zhengchu put down his phone, a smile appeared on the corner of his eyes.

He tilted his head, looked at Mr. Snowman, and thought: Although Sister Bai's business ability is not as good as that of Fang Ze, but...she can become my first manager—it is definitely one of the luckiest things for me.

An artist like her who truly loves herself, even a manager who values ​​an artist more than her pursuit of a career...

Really rare.

If the first manager is Fang Ze.

He will become popular faster, but... that's all.

Kong Zhengchu made a hypothesis.

He who can become popular faster will not be as serious as "living" as he is now - as a human being.

He does not have a deep understanding of the world, so he may subconsciously learn Fang Ze's "efficiency first" way of thinking and get rid of unnecessary emotions.

It is even more impossible to try to close some programs and feel the real emotion.

and so--

The robot put its head down and replied to the email.

"Thank you."

"Miss Bai."

--"Happy Spring Festival."

******

Jingliang and Shiyou stood in front of the gate.

"Click quickly."

Shiyou leaned against the wall, smiling brightly.

Jingliang: ...

Must I press it myself!

They have been standing in front of the door for 15 minutes - because Shiyou wanted to tease Jingliang and refused to ring the doorbell.

If it wasn't for the security guard who knew Shiyou, and Jingliang owns real estate here, the two of them would have been persuaded to leave the community long ago.

"Oh, I don't know how sad Chuchu is now."

"The empty room, the cold wind, the heavy snow..."

While talking, Shiyou, who just wanted to tease her boyfriend, sighed sincerely.

Jing suddenly had a heartache like a knife. Liang gritted his teeth and pressed the doorbell.

- "Ding dong."

The doorbell rings.

After a while, the door was opened.

The young man behind the door was wearing a red scarf, which made his skin white as jade.

A few grains of snow fell on his jet-black hair, his nose was a little red from the cold, his emerald green eyes were like drops of water that reflected the color of the leaves, clear and full of vitality.

——Although the temperament is cold, it looks cute.

Jingliang and Shiyou couldn't help shaking their heads for a while.

Seeing the visitor, the young man showed confusion, hesitated for a moment, and said 'good afternoon' obediently.

Jingliang: I want to...

Glancing at Shiyou, he dispelled the bold idea in his mind.

Shiyou said with a gentle expression: "Good afternoon, Chuchu. We heard that you will have to spend the New Year alone this year, so we came here specially to visit——Didn't bother you?"

"No."

The warm-hearted robot gave way to the door with a friendly attitude: "Would you like to sit down?"

"Okay." Shiyou readily accepted.

The two walked in the door carrying New Year's goods.

Kong Zhengchu helped Jing Liang, who was so nervous, put away the New Year's goods, only to find that the two of them didn't even eat because they rushed over.

He bent his eyes and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll do it."

Jingliang: First kiss, food made by yourself? !

Shiyou amusedly looked at her seemingly calm boyfriend, who was in a daze with excitement, and replied, "Just keep it simple, we're not picky eaters."

——Believe me, even if you throw a piece of raw meat to Jingliang, he will be so moved that he will tear it away.

#感油粉 is not a name for nothing#

Kong Zhengchu pondered for a while, then looked through the refrigerator.

The refrigerator is full of ingredients.

Everything from Chinese food to desserts.

He walked into the kitchen with a bunch of ingredients, and silently loaded a few recipes before turning on the fire to cook.

Standing at the door of the kitchen, Shiyou, who was ready to help at any time, raised her eyebrows as she watched his skillful movements.

——It's really all-powerful.

The woman exclaimed.

At the dinner table, Jing Liang's eyes turned red as expected, he choked up while eating, and for the sake of his image as the boss, he stubbornly said that he didn't cry, but the food was too spicy.

——I actually ate dishes made by idols!

He was really touched!

The more you eat, the more you want to cry.

Shiyou: ...

Stupid.

She tore off a tissue, and wiped Jingliang's tears with disgust on her face: "Don't think too much, I'm wiping your sweat."

Shunmao's Jingliang gave an 'oh'.

gave up resistance.

— they are so funny.

Kong Zhengchu propped his chin, thinking with a smile.

******

into the night.

The two left reluctantly.

Kong Zhengchu turned on the light.

The bright lights illuminated the tidy living room - before Shiyou and Jingliang left, they helped him wash the dishes and mop the floor, and solemnly said that cleaning up the dirty place by themselves made them happy.

They are all lovely people.

The robot went to the courtyard again, hugged the book, put it on the table, and sat down again.

The table is white, engraved with black patterns, elegant in style.

The snowman stood quietly.

Someone was setting off fireworks nearby, and the light spots that shot up into the sky exploded suddenly, changing into gorgeous shapes.

——The hustle and bustle of the world.

Kong Zhengchu closed the book.

He looked at the snowman intently, thought for a while, and built a second snowman beside it.

Pull out four more branches and add hands to the two snowmen.

"Almost forgot."

"If there is only one snowman, you will be lonely."

The young man rubbed his nose and sat back on the chair.

Outside the gate.

The dusty Che Bai stepped out of the car, with impatience and irritability remaining on his face.

——Ghost knows why his parents, who have been in hiding for many years, would hold a blind date party for him on a whim.

The moment the man was brought into the banquet, he figured out the whole story.

The host tremblingly followed the procedure and asked him to speak on stage.

He hooked the corner of his lower lip coldly.

The smile was full of sarcasm.

- "fuck."

He looked in the direction of his parents, made a mouth shape, turned and left without hesitation, and hailed a taxi.

— to your blind date.

Che Bai couldn't believe that he would be dragged on for dozens of hours because of something like a 'blind date banquet'!

Such a waste.

His time should be closely related to Kong Zhengchu.

The man urged the driver to speed up on the grounds that he was going to 'propose'.

driver:……

startled.

After being shocked, he stepped on the accelerator silently.

that's it.

Cha Bai hurried back to the apartment.

He walked into the courtyard, found Kong Zhengchu who was sitting in a chair reading a book, and saw two snowmen in the courtyard.

I don't know if it's a coincidence——

The hats on the heads of the two snowmen belonged to him and Kong Zhengchu respectively.

"I am back."

Che Bai walked to Kong Zhengchu's side.

Kong Zhengchu raised his head, his lips turned white from the cold with a gentle arc: "Happy Chinese New Year."

——He has such a nice smile.

Che Bai took off his coat and put it on Kong Zhengchu.

"Don't catch a cold."

After reminding, he added: "Happy Chinese New Year."

——If there is only one snowman, you will be lonely; if there is only one person, I will be lonely.

fortunately.

The one who can drive away my loneliness.

Will be back soon.