The protagonist wants to steal my script again

While talking, they had almost settled the supper on the table, and after a brief tidying up, it was getting late. An Minghui yawned and went to wash up. By the way, he said to Zhou Lianrong who was still sitting on the sofa and had no intention of leaving: "It's getting late, do you want to stay with me tonight?"

The answer is obvious.

"Okay, I'll find you a new toothbrush later." He said vaguely while brushing his teeth, "But my sofa can't fit a single person, and the bed is relatively small, so I'll make you squeeze me. "

As soon as the words fell, he remembered that there were still posters all over the wall in his bedroom. It was a bit shameful for this kind of picture to be seen by the right owner in the poster.But the sound could no longer be heard in the living room. He poked his head out and saw that Zhou Lianrong had entered the bedroom very consciously, sitting where he usually sat while writing letters and observing every corner of the room. He seemed to be in a good mood.

——Forget it, let him go, anyway, what should be seen should have been seen long ago through tracking.

Returning to the bathroom dumbfounded, An Minghui spat out the foam in his mouth, and while rinsing his mouth, he thought casually: I really want to post a question post on the Internet, the title is probably "My idol likes me so much, what should I do?" Do" and the like.

Hmm... Although everything is going differently than originally imagined, it doesn't look like a bad thing.Thinking about not meeting someone I like when I was in school, and being too busy to think about it after work, if I suddenly come to a strange world and can experience the feeling of falling in love for a while, it may be called a blessing in disguise.

When both of them finished washing and turned off the lights and lay on the bed, the atmosphere naturally heated up again. No one spoke, but no one could just fall asleep like this.

An Minghui's bed was as small as he said, two men had to lie on it side by side with shoulders to shoulders, but Zhou Lianrong was obviously not satisfied with this, he turned sideways and put an arm around An Minghui's bed. Minghui's waist formed a posture of holding someone in his arms.

"My bed isn't so narrow, is it?" He said helplessly, turning his head to the side.

"Same-sex people can sleep together even if they are not couples." The person holding him quibbled solemnly, answering irrelevant questions.

"I really don't know whether you are thick-skinned or thin-skinned." Sometimes the contrast is so big that it looks like a double personality, although it is not annoying, "Hurry up, it's so late, and you have to fly tomorrow Participate in rehearsals from other provinces."

When two people sleep together in such a sticky hug, they will feel a little crowded and uncomfortable at first, but after the sleepiness comes up, they feel that it is actually quite comfortable.

***

They booked a flight at noon, so they had enough time to sleep, but from An Minghui to Zhou Lianrong's residence to pick up luggage and then to the airport, they didn't have much time to kill.

Originally, An Minghui planned to go directly to the airport to meet Zhou Lianrong when the time was almost up, but due to Mr. Zhou's strong request, he finally followed Zhou Lianrong's car with his suitcase.

"If this is captured by reporters, it will be very difficult for us to clear it up." Sitting in the co-pilot, he sighed helplessly, "Although it seems that it is not bad to break the news this time."

"Then don't do it." Today's protagonist is still obsessed with the matter of quitting the entertainment industry. "Compared to clarifying, I hope you will clarify this matter."

"..." Today's villain is still worried about the protagonist's freedom, "Be careful when driving, don't chat."

An Minghui is very curious, does the existence who sent himself to this world know that the so-called protagonist is a person who doesn't care about anything else when it comes to love, and now whether he knows the development situation here, and if he knows What do you think.

The itinerary this time was not kept secret from the fans, so when the two of them got off the plane, the airport was already full of fans who came to pick up the plane, and everyone stood in an orderly manner on both sides of the road to make room for walking .

Apart from the fans who really love An Minghui, now Zhou Lianrong's fans are basically divided into two categories, one is the CP fans of the two of them, and the other is those who like Zhou Lianrong but hate An Minghui, and those who can come Most of the people who picked them up at the airport were CP fans or fans who were dedicated to star chasing and didn't care much about idol scandals, so their attitudes were very friendly, which made An Minghui feel a little relieved.

In addition to the fans, there are also some reporters, but no matter how hard they ask questions, Zhou Lianrong always has only one reply: "Private time, no interviews."

Even when dealing with enthusiastic cheering fans, he still has no service spirit. He just nodded to them and said thank you occasionally, just like a leader inspecting.

Compared with Zhou Lianrong, An Minghui is more service-oriented. He often stops and smiles to chat with fans. He will not refuse fans' requests for group photos. From time to time, he also takes the initiative to bring Zhou Lianrong into the camera within range.

"Everyone came to pick us up so enthusiastically, you should at least smile." Saying this, An Minghui looked at Zhou Lianrong's cadre face, couldn't hold back, and went straight to his hand, manually lifted the corner of the other's mouth and urged behind him A fan story of a group photo.

The atmosphere at the scene was ignited by his actions, and some girls were so excited that they seemed to faint at any time. What made him feel funny was that there were many male fans among the fans who picked up the plane, and they were all girls who were ignited at the moment. The excited look of the heart.

All the way out of the siege of fans, the pre-arranged vehicle was already waiting on the side of the road. Before going to the car, Zhou Lianrong was once again entangled by reporters. An Minghui said goodbye to the fans while suppressing a smile and continued. Walking forward, he planned to hide in the car while the reporters were besieging Zhou Lianrong.

The atmosphere has always been good, so when a person suddenly squeezed past the fans in front and rushed over, he couldn't recover at all, only hearing the screams of the fans suddenly filled his ears.

When dealing with the reporters, Zhou Lianrong kept paying attention to that side, and felt that something was wrong when the man wearing the black peaked cap showed his head, and now he no longer cared about the issue of etiquette, and rudely moved the reporter in front of him Pull away and rush over there, so that in the future, when that person pours the whole bottle of liquid at An Minghui, he will be able to push him away.

Although he was pushed staggeringly, he managed to avoid the liquid. An Minghui turned around to see if Zhou Lianrong had been splashed, when he found that the other party had already rushed into the crowd at an astonishingly fast speed. Chasing the man who turned and fled.

"Mr. Zhou!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Lianrong had already grabbed the man's clothes, mercilessly pushed him down to the ground, and punched the man in the face hard, causing the man to let out a scream of pain.

Hearing this yell, everyone was in an uproar. They didn't expect that it was a woman who did such a thing.

Only Zhou Lianrong didn't seem to realize that it was a woman who was pinned to the ground by him at the moment, still like a wild beast with red eyes, beating the woman who was still struggling to escape, his appearance was quite cute Terrified, the security personnel who rushed over to dissuade him were also pushed away by him, and the surrounding fans were so frightened that they subconsciously took a few steps back.

At this time, An Minghui finally squeezed his way through the fans, and he didn't care too much, so he supported Zhou Lianrong from behind, but was brought by the opponent's strength and almost fell to the ground: "Don't fight, it's already It's alright, calm down!"

The current Zhou Lianrong couldn't listen to any persuasion at all. Although he didn't push him away like the man just now, he still stared at the woman lying on the ground, trying hard to break free from his shackles and continue. beaten.

Zhou Lianrong chased him too fast just now, and now that he caught An Minghui, he discovered that some liquid had been splashed on his arm. It must be some kind of corrosive medicine, and the sleeve on that part had been corroded and turned black. , I don't know if it hurt the skin underneath, but he himself still didn't notice it, as if he just wanted to beat the person in front of him severely immediately.

"Mr. Zhou! Stop beating her, hand her over to the police, and go to the hospital with me for an examination first!" Seeing that Zhou Lianrong was still struggling, An Minghui hugged her even harder, and growled, "Zhou Lianrong Lianrong! If you don't stop, I'm really going to get angry with you!!"

After he finished speaking, Zhou Lianrong's strength in struggling obviously weakened. He quickly took the opportunity to pull the person away, and said to the security personnel next to him, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou was just a little excited just now, please help get this person out of the way." Hand it over to the police, and I'll take him to the hospital first."

After finishing speaking, he supported Zhou Lianrong to stand up, pulled the person towards the direction of the vehicle again, and at the same time said softly to the fans around him: "I'm sorry for scaring you just now, I will explain this matter later, please let me know." let."

An Minghui didn't relax until he got in the car and closed the door, and said to Wen Sheng, the assistant sitting in the driver's seat who was already stunned by the accident just now: "Are there any scissors in the car? Please lend me some and drive straight away." Go to a nearby hospital, even a more regular clinic." I should have gone to the infirmary at the nearest airport, but the scene was too chaotic, and it would be even more time-consuming if those reporters came to meddle, so it is better to hurry to the hospital for treatment .

The author has something to say: Post: My idol likes me too much, what should I do?

1L: Like the title (っ**c)

2L: A song will be given to the subject when the dream wakes up

3L: Is there any need to ask questions, are these not reserved for the Chinese New Year? ?

4L: This question seems to be alluding to a real person, so report it! ! !