Officially unannounced [entertainment circle]

Originally, Zhu Ruo, who had just given away chicken soup for the soul, was full of energy, and immediately listed down the future development plan of Yuyi in the notebook every day, wishing that Yuyi would become a hot new star in the entertainment circle tomorrow!

...But soon she received a call from You Yi.

Her husband was making milk powder for the baby, and suddenly heard Zhu Ruo, who was in a good mood before, gritted his teeth coldly and said, "Where do you think you are going?"

"How many days?"

"Ten days and half a month... Do you still want to go when Director Song asks you for an audition?"

"Yuyi, I always thought you could separate work from personal emotions, what should you do now... I won't let you go, are you still going to cry to me? What's wrong with your nose! Speak up!"

"Who? Which Charles?"

Not knowing what was said on the other side, Zhu Ruo suddenly stopped speaking.

Her husband turned his back to her and gently shook the little baby who was holding a bottle and drinking milk powder.

Squeezing the baby's soft and delicate palm, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It took a long time before I heard Zhu Ruo's compromising tone: "Okay, go early and come back early."

When Zhu Ruo hung up the phone, her husband just put the baby to sleep and went to bed beside her.

In front of outsiders, the high-heeled shoes thumped, and the resolute and serious woman rolled over and nestled in her husband's arms.

His head rested on his chest, his arms wrapped around his waist.

"What's the matter?" The man chuckled, stretched out his hand to gently stroke her hair, "Are you mad at your artist again?"

"Oh." Zhu Ruo hugged her arms a little tighter, and said in a muffled voice, "When a child grows up, there is only love and love left in his head, and he doesn't think about business at all."

"It's normal to want to fall in love when you like someone. There is very little space in my mind for other things after love," her husband said with a smile, "When we fall in love, I can only stuff in my head You alone."

Zhu Ruo muttered softly: "That's not the same thing."

Probably the only man in the world who has seen Zhu Ruo acting like a baby smiled and said nothing.

He reached out and closed the notebook that was spread out behind her, and put it on the bedside. After finishing all this, he lowered his head and asked suicidally, "Stop writing?"

"Hmph!" Zhu Ruo snorted coldly, and said angrily, "I don't care about him anymore, just do what you like!"

The man suppressed a smile and gently kissed her hair.

……

After getting the manager's permission—even if it was reluctant and helpless permission, Youyi immediately booked the nearest flight, didn't go to sleep most of the night, packed her luggage and went straight to the airport.

Just after passing the security check and waiting at the boarding gate, You Yi, who was chatting with Wen Cheng, didn't notice that there were two girls around him who were always looking at him from time to time.

-Remember to call me when you land, I'll pick you up... I told you not to worry so much.

You Yi can almost imagine the warm and helpless expression on the phone.

He pursed his lips and chuckled, tapping on the phone screen.

-Brother, it should be night there when I arrive, so don't bother you to come.

It's not reserved either. After more than ten hours of flying, it should be after eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at Wen Cheng's side.Usually at this time, Wen Cheng had already taken a shower and was sitting on the sofa watching a movie and scrolling through Weibo, too lazy to move.

As a result, the other side responded quickly.

- Don't want to see me?

At the boarding gate where people are coming and going, the masked entertainer secretly has red ears.

I poked the word 'Thought' on the keyboard for a long time, and before the little red face could press it, I saw another item popped up in the dialog box.

- Be good, wait for me.

The original topic was lost in his silence.

You Yi frowned lightly in annoyance, and gently erased the word that had stayed in the sending box for a long time.

-good!

After sending this message, You Yi hesitated, and lightly tapped the phone with his knuckles.

He was just about to say something else——

"Hello……"

The two girls around him who had been watching him for a long time finally got up the courage to approach him and spoke cautiously.

You Yi locked the phone screen, looked up at them suspiciously: "How are you?"

The girl who got the response blushed even more, and was gently pulled at the corner of her clothes by the equally nervous girl beside her, before she continued to ask in a low voice, "Excuse me, are you a little general... isn't it, is it entertainment?"

The corners of Youyi's eyes curled into a beautiful arc, different from the attitude he had when answering the same question at his father's company last time, this time he quietly pulled off his mask, nodded with a smile, and simply admitted: "It's me."

The girl who had been in charge of the question covered her mouth, and the girl next to her who had never spoken also widened her eyes in surprise and bewilderment.

After a long time, Youyi stretched out a notebook tremblingly in front of her eyes. On the first page, there were five beautiful hand-painted artistic fonts of "Looking at Chang'an from a Thousand Miles".The girl in charge of talking and communicating blushed, holding the edge of the ledger with her fingers nervously, and whispered, "Can you sign a name for us?"

"No problem." You Yi took the notebook with a smile, and reservedly pretended to be proficient in signing many names, "Do you want to write your name?"

"Little Bear!"

The girl who was silent all this time also carefully handed over a notebook—it was a peripheral notebook of "A Thousand Miles Looking at Chang'an".She also whispered, "Mengmeng."

"When we saw the makeup photos before, we really liked your little general!" The girl who claimed to be Xiaoxiong whispered excitedly while tilting her head to look at the signature of entertainment, "Many of the book fans in our group for ten years are very satisfied with reality. The version of the little general! So you don’t have to listen to the sour words of those people on the Internet! You are so special!”

Mengmeng beside her also echoed silently: "It's very, very good!"

You Yi signed her name and handed over the notebooks respectively, and nodded with a smile: "Thank you."

"It's so late, are you going abroad to work by yourself?" Xiaoxiong looked around, but didn't see anyone who looked like a manager or assistant. She sighed and said, "It's so hard."

You Yi, who was not actually going to work, acquiesced a little guiltyly, the thin red on the tips of her ears seemed to be spreading again.

On the surface, he smiled without changing his face: "There is someone waiting for me over there."

Before boarding the plane, he took out his phone again, tapped his finger lightly, and sent the sentence that had been placed in the dialog box.

-I miss you.

……

Charles looked helplessly at the noisy neighbor.

Gardening workers are mowing the lawn and planting flowers and plants, housekeeping staff are cleaning the room and arranging curtains, and the moving company is placing the newly purchased furniture one by one according to the instructions.

And the owner who has just become his neighbor is standing on the open space that already has the prototype of the garden, discussing with the designer the placement of the deck chairs.

"Yes, double reclining chairs." Wen Cheng looked up at the sky, "The location can't be blocked, you can see the lake and the stars, and can my house be decorated as I expected before eight o'clock tonight?"

After receiving the affirmative answer from the designer, Wen Cheng, who was dizzy with work, was relieved.

"Wen!" Seeing that he finally had such a short rest, Charles hurriedly waved at him through the fence.

Wen Cheng walked over slowly, didn't speak, just listened.

"Why are you so anxious to buy a house?" Charles asked curiously.

He obviously just made a suggestion, hoping that Wen Cheng could live closer to the studio.But who knew that the other party bought the small apartment next door without saying a word...

I don't know what procedures have been followed, seeing how busy everyone is, Wen Cheng will be able to move in in less than a day.

Wen Cheng raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Didn't you say that you wanted to be closer, so I bought it. Besides, the house price here is much cheaper than in China, and you can save it for the elderly if you don't live in it for a while."

His words completely blocked Charles' next question.

The little old man opened his mouth, and suddenly thought of something, blinked at Wen Cheng secretly, and said ambiguously: "Did you buy this house to give to your angel... Oh no, it's so cute?"

Wen Cheng saw his gossip-filled expression clearly, ignored him, turned around and was about to walk back.

"Wen! Let's talk!"

"Talk to me about your cuteness!"

"Give me some design inspiration!"

The last sentence made Wen Cheng barely stand still. He took out his phone, poked open a picture, turned around and walked back, and put the screen in front of Charles.

It is a luxury advertisement that Youyi and Jiang Tai cooperated with before.

Charles' eyes lit up, and he gave Wen Cheng a thumbs up: "Not bad!"

Although he didn't really want to talk to this little old man, Wen Cheng still couldn't help but soften his expression slightly, as if he was about to show a smile...

"Pink hair is cute!"

The little old man with no vision is not entitled to his smile!

Seeing Wen Cheng pull out his phone and look cold, Charles quickly held his hand: "I'm just joking."

"It's really good!" Charles looked at the unsmiling man on the screen again.This kid has an outstanding temperament and is dressed in a suit. In fact, he caught his attention at first glance, but it is related to the "cute" in Wen Cheng's mouth...

Charles, who couldn't speak, didn't understand the specific meaning of the word "nasty" until now.

But his source of inspiration was still waiting for his answer with a blank face.

"Cute! Cute! Cute!"

Seemingly aware of the embarrassment of the owner, the parrot standing on Charles' shoulder shook its head and rushed to talk.

"Happy marriage for a hundred years! Good luck! Gong Xi Fa Cai! Everything goes well!"

The red-billed parrot was bouncing on Charles' shoulder, and his mouth was a series of unstoppable auspicious words.

Wen Cheng's face softened, and he raised his hand to touch the parrot's head.

This parrot also bends its neck in a gentlemanly manner to facilitate gentle movements.

It has to be said that half of Charles' popularity is due to his sociable parrot.

……

The labor exchanged for money is very reliable. At six o'clock in the afternoon, the dilapidated small apartment has been completely renewed.

After taking a bath, Wen Cheng also drove the scooter borrowed from Charles with a new look, and at first he followed the navigation step by step and slowly drove in the direction of the airport.

Charles, who watched him off, could not wait to rush over to help him push the car away.

"You pay attention to safety!"

The snail-speed sports car honked its horn in response.

Fortunately, with Charles' prayers, Wen Cheng arrived at the airport safe and sound, just in time to wait for Youyi's flight to land.

He held the steering wheel and silently counted the people who came out. When he counted to 46, the figure he was waiting for finally appeared at the door.

Like an intuition, You Yi, who was pushing the suitcase, looked at Wen Cheng's direction among the many vehicles picking up the plane.

Wen Cheng smiled and honked the horn.

I saw the beautiful young man who was exhausted after flying for more than ten hours, showing a super big and bright smile.