heart [entertainment circle]

Around 10:30 in the evening, Gu Ming called Zhou Yu.

Shut down, that's fine.

Gu Ming collapsed on the sofa and yawned, then rolled up and dialed Ou Xiao's phone number.

This is considered a report, and after Ou Xiao knows it, the rest is none of his business.

"Ah, Zhou Yu..." Ou Xiao's voice came from the other end, "Don't worry, maybe go out and play..."

"Then I'll sleep." Gu Ming sighed.

"Hey, don't sleep, what if Zhou Yu comes back and has no way in." Ou Xiao said.

"Did he go out without a key?" Gu Ming felt annoyed.

"I always forget, I find the unlocking company to open the door every time." Ou Xiao continued to bang bang bang bang.

It sounds like mahjong and the sound of an antique train moving.

"The one who picks the lock should give him a [-]% discount." Gu Ming said.

"Hey, how do you know? Last time Zhou Yu showed off to me, saying that he was a VIP of the lock-picking company..." Ou Xiao said.

Gu Ming: "..."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Ming got up to wash up and came out to check that the time was seven past eleven.

He decided to let the unlocking company stay up late with Zhou Yu, and just as he poured a cup of hot water for his mug, the doorbell rang.

It sounded a little bit more confident.

Gu Ming was so confident that he wanted to pretend he didn't hear it.

As soon as the door opened, the first thing Gu Ming saw was a red head.

"Little Gu, right? You're still awake this late." Next to the red hair was Zhou Yu, who was hopping on one foot.

"I don't want to do business with an unlocking company." Gu Ming glanced at Zhou Yu.

"Hey!" Zhou Yu jumped twice, like a rapper.

"Then I'm leaving, I'll go to bed earlier in the second week." Hongmao waved his hand, and the top Hongmao shook along with him.

Hey, I really didn't see Zhou Yu's taste.

That red hair is the most fashionable, and if Zhou Yu wants to dye it yellow again, the two of them and Wei Wei can make a "traffic light combination" debut.

As if a spring was installed on the sole of his foot, Zhou Yu put it on Gu Ming's shoulder generously as soon as he jumped, and waved his hand: "Okay, go back and pay attention to safety."

"Sofa." Zhou Yu on the door belt pointed to the sofa.

Gu Ming smelled the smell of alcohol, and threw Zhou Yu one step away from the sofa.

Fluffy, quite disgusting.

"Wow, you're really easy on your hands now." Zhou Yu stretched out his hand to pick it up, probably a little drunk, and lay down on the sofa.

Gu Ming picked up the cup to drink water again, and heard Zhou Yu shout "I want it too".

He pretended that Zhou Yu was drunk and went straight back to his room.

As a result, Zhou Yu persistently yelled "I want to drink water" for a long time. Gu Ming was afraid that he would cry out, so he had to go out and pour it for him.

"Thank you." Zhou Yu lay on his stomach, ready to drink after taking it.

"Can't you just sit up?" Gu Ming looked complicated.

It was the first time he saw someone drinking water on their stomachs.

Zhou Yu put the empty water glass on the ground, maintained the same posture, and buried his head: "I'm tired."

"Are you tired from playing?" Gu Ming couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Yu didn't speak for a long time, Gu Ming thought he was asleep, and just turned around when he heard Zhou Yu say: "Tired."

Gu Ming didn't care about it this time, and really went back to his room to sleep.

Zhou Yu didn't go out the next day, probably because he was "tired from playing", and he didn't come over to take pictures of Gu Ming's room door.

When Gu Ming got up, Zhou Yu got up early, as if he had re-bathed, he was frying poached eggs in the kitchen.

The fragrance can be smelled all over the house.

Gu Ming swears that Zhou Yu is really a good sportsman who has been delayed by the music scene. He has never seen anyone who can squat down with a limping leg before.

Anyway, there was thick toast baked in a floor-standing oven on the table, and Zhou Yu stuffed well-fried bacon into it.

"Fried poached eggs," Zhou Yu poured some oil into the pan, "Do you eat soft-boiled eggs?"

"Don't eat." Gu Ming looked very surprised.

"The soft ones look good when they're poured over." Zhou Yu made his own first, and when the eggs were sandwiched into the thick toast, the light orange yolk dripped a little on the plate.

The plate is also painted with patterns, which is quite stylish.

Gu Ming watched Zhou Yu set up the plate with a look of shock, cut the extra tomato into flower-like shapes, and placed it on the side of the thick toast.

The hot milk was not poured into the mug, but a transparent glass used in TV dramas.

And knives and forks.

"You..." Gu Ming didn't know what to say.

"Eat, the toast will harden when it's cold," Zhou Yu said.

Gu Ming cut a knife and found that only the top is thick toast, while the bottom is thinner, probably because of the taste and chewiness...

"Is there something in it that you don't eat?" Zhou Yu glanced at him.

"No," Gu Ming swallowed, "It's delicious."

It is seriously delicious, this level can catch up with the top 3 breakfasts that Gu Ming has eaten since he was a child.

He was really surprised that Zhou Yu, a smug person who looked like someone who could do nothing but sing, could cook.

And do it, like opening a restaurant.

A few days ago at Zhou Yu's house, three meals a day were basically ordered takeaway, at most it was Gu Ming's occasional noodles...

From this point of view, the noodles made by Gu Ming cannot be called breakfast at all.

No wonder Zhou Yu had the ability to say it was unpalatable at the time.

Gu Ming washed the dishes and saw Zhou Yu was the same as before, nestling on the sofa talking on the phone.

In less than half an hour, Zhou Yu's character set went back to "play, play crazy, play hard", and listened to his appointment to go to Lijiang for the National Day.

It's only February.

Every time Zhou Yu talked on the phone, it was Gu Ming's working time.

Because he really didn't have much clues, Gu Ming could only write down all the minutiae.

This state is quite similar to taking notes while sleeping in class in high school. When the get out of class is over, even the teacher's "delay for 5 minutes" is recorded.

Gu Ming stared at the word document with tens of thousands of characters in a daze, and reluctantly clicked save.

"I said I can!" Zhou Yu suddenly roared.

Gu Ming was startled and heard Zhou Yu talking on the phone a little emotionally.

Just now he was laughing like a fool.

"Listen to me, don't sing, and I absolutely don't want to lip-sync!" Zhou Yu said loudly.

Gu Ming has never seen Zhou Yu like this before, and he is a little glad that he closed the door, so that he will not be so embarrassed later.

"I know what's going on with me!" Zhou Yu yelled this sentence, his voice became far away, probably avoiding Gu Ming specially.

About ten minutes later, Zhou Yu knocked on Gu Ming's door.

"Why?" Gu Ming was embarrassed when he opened the door.

"Are you going home for New Year's Eve?" Zhou Yu looked quite calm.

"No." Gu Ming said.

"Then let's go," Zhou Yu suddenly smiled, "I'll take you to a nice place to drink at night."

"Aren't you acting?" Gu Ming thought for a while and added: "Sister Ou said it before."

"No more acting," Zhou Yu said, "It's New Year's Eve, performances are not as important as fun!"

The author has something to say: Starting tomorrow, I will learn to drive (T^T)

With less time, maybe the update will become instant noodles like today.

Although there are not many angels chasing this article, I still come up to ask, do you want daily instant noodles, or should I write more and save it for posting together?

Mainly, my codewords are too slow, and the double-opening planer can’t move (blame me)

I am really grateful to the angel who read the article, if you have any suggestions and requests, feel free to ask~