it's okay if you're stupid

Xie Zhi hung up the phone, lowered his eyes, and ate his breakfast calmly as usual.

Pei Xianyi, who had been looking at him, put down the spoon with a serious expression: "Sir, you are not happy."

"Yeah, I'm not happy," Xie Zhi added a spoonful of sugar to the porridge, "Mr. Pei wants to give me a few boxes of money to sit on the roof and throw money for fun."

——Although I don't intend to gossip about Mr. Pei's private life, but in the center of gossip, it is inevitable to hear some gossip.

For example, how does Mr. Pei dote on Xiaoqing'er and so on.

After he finished speaking, he made himself laugh, rolled up his sleeves and stirred the porridge, feeling better.

Pei Xianyi blinked her eyes thoughtfully.Xie Zhi just said it casually and didn't pay attention to it. After taking two mouthfuls of sweet porridge, the phone on the table rang again.

This time he hung up the phone directly.

Dong Min was so angry that he became a pufferfish, and turned to bombard him on WeChat, scolding him for being mentally ill.

Dong Wen said that even if you don't care about fame, don't you care about money?

Xie Zhi reservedly said that he really didn't care about paying off the last debt three months ago.

The way oil and salt don't get in makes people itchy.

Dong Wen disappeared on WeChat, not sure if she was angry.

After breakfast, the phone rang again.Xie Zhi had a headache, so he drove Pei Xianyi to endorse the book, walked to the French window and sat down, looking at the mowed lawn in the front yard and the well-growing Chinese cabbage secretly planted by his aunt, but he still picked it up.

Wondering if Auntie Xin and Auntie Huang knew each other, an unfamiliar voice rang out on the phone: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Xie?"

Xie Zhi glanced at the phone screen, only to find that it was an unfamiliar number, and his tone was flat: "My family has no car accidents, my friends have no serious illnesses, and I haven't won a lottery."

opposite:"……"

Opposite: "Thank you..."

"No thanks."

Xie Zhi hung up the phone indifferently.

3 minutes later, that number called again.

Xie Zhi was about to block, when a message popped up on WeChat.

[Dong Wen: Ancestor, it’s fine if you hang up on me, but why did you hang up on the tour guide too! 】

Xie Zhi: "..."

Xie Zhi's fingertips were stiff, and he silently chose to answer, feeling a little embarrassed: "Sorry, tour guide, there are too many messy calls."

You Wenji laughed: "I have also received similar calls, it doesn't matter."

Xie Zhi said "Hmm", not knowing how to start the topic.

Fortunately, the tour guide didn't come here to chat, so he cut to the chase and said, "Dong Wen told me your choice. Xiao Xie, can I ask why you don't want to take the role?"

You Wenji is nearly fifty years old, an age that has been settled for many years. His voice is calm and gentle, and his tone is just pure curiosity, without the meaning of "why are you so ignorant of good and bad".

But Xie Zhi understands that he doesn't know good from bad.

Unknowingly, he sat on the soft carpet, leaned against the sofa, pulled a pillow to hug him, and said slowly, "For some...personal reasons."

"Speaking of those personal reasons, are you interested in this drama?"

Xie Zhi lowered his eyes halfway, his Adam's apple rolled, and when he turned his face, half of his cold and white face was cast into the shadows, and a thin and graceful line stretched from his chin to his neck: "... yes."

He is not good at lying.

When she turned her face away, from the corner of her eye, she saw Pei Xianyi lying on the back of the sofa, looking at him from a distance with her chin resting, her eyes extremely focused.

"To be honest, Lao Lu and I have met more than a dozen actors and tried to cooperate with them from last year to now, but none of them have what we need. I have wondered more than once whether we are too picky and embarrassing others .”

You Wenji paused, and said: "Lao Lu and I saw your video last night, and felt that the people in the script came out—live! You are so suitable, I believe I can't find other people besides you. A more suitable candidate."

Xie Zhi came back to his senses, and made a "play by yourself" gesture to Pei Xianyi.Except for the silly Mr. Pei, he had never been so earnestly "needed" by anyone, so he was at a loss for a while.

"Can we talk face to face?" You Wenji's attitude was very sincere, "You don't have to promise us, it's just that Lao Lu and I really want to talk to you face to face."

Xie Zhi rubbed his fingertips on the pillow for a while, as if the song "LIEBESTRAUM" sounded in his ears again, which made his eardrum ache.

"it is good."

In the end, Xie Zhi gripped the corner of the pillow and replied calmly.

A shadow loomed in front of him, Xie Zhi raised his eyelids, and the disobedient Pei Xianyi squatted in front of him, looking at him worriedly.

Xie Zhi received the time and place, hung up the phone, raised his head again, Pei Xianyi approached a little closer, took advantage of the situation and half-kneeled in front of him, put one hand on the ground, and lowered his head.

Forehead to forehead, hot breath blending.

There was a little sadness in those thick black eyes, and the back of his finger gently rubbed on his jawbone pitifully: "Sir, don't be unhappy."

Pei Peacock also sprays perfume at home, the woody fragrance is mellow, and the fresh citrus fragrance lingers over. Xie Zhi's eyebrows trembled, he pinched his chin, and firmly pushed his face away: "I will really be unhappy if you come near me again." .”

Pei Xianyi replied shyly, "Am I not good-looking?"

Xie Zhi raised his eyebrows and looked at him carefully.

Mr. Pei's gossip can be so hot, it is naturally related to the Pei family behind him, the strong assets and the innate good skin.

If he had slanted eyes and snub nose, and was described as wretched, those romantic affairs should be "so and so endured humiliation and climbed on the bed in order to seek resources".

So on the contrary, Mr. Pei's face is handsome and three-dimensional, with sharp lines, and even a little aggressive. When he was so close to talking, even Xie Zhi couldn't help but hide back—fortunately, this is the behavior of a child. Otherwise, these actions are simply ambiguous and out of proportion.He said truthfully: "It looks good."

"Then look more." Pei Xianyi took one of his hands and rubbed against his cheeks, with a smile in his eyes, "Song Dan said, look at good-looking people more, and your mood will improve .”

Xie Zhi waved his hand: "Thank you, it's enough for me to look in the mirror."

Pei Xianyi: "..."

He pushed the man away against Pei Xianyi's forehead and stood up. Seeing his dejected look, he laughed and said, "I'm going to talk about work. Be good at home by yourself, and recite randomly at night."

"Oh." Pei Xianyi nodded absent-mindedly, his eyes brightened for some reason.

Xie Zhi went upstairs to change his clothes, and didn’t bother the driver to come on a hot day. He took his mask and hat to the garage, and when he arrived, he remembered that his car was staying in the apartment downstairs where he lived. There was only Pei here. A row of favorite cars.

Just as he was about to call the driver, "Sir" sounded behind him, he turned his head and saw that Pei Xianyi was holding a bunch of car keys, leaning against the wall, with long legs and thin waist, he was so handsome: "Which car do you want to drive! "

...fucking "yeah".

Image shattered.

Xie Zhi was in a complicated mood, so he casually pointed to a car: "...Thank you."

Pei Xianyi threw the car keys and blew a kiss: "Come back early."

Xie Zhi felt inexplicably like a husband on a temporary business trip.

This idea is so bad it's funny, he shook his goosebumps, shook his head, got in the car and drove out, and found that it was the Bentley that Pei Xianyi drove when he came to see him three years ago.

The movement couldn't help being a little softer.

You Wenji is very familiar with the place that You Wenji made an appointment with, Xie Zhi is very familiar. There was a wave of teahouse fever in City A, but then the trend gradually weakened, and basically all those who followed the trend collapsed. .

The reason is because Pei Xianyi, who has never liked dim sum and cakes, likes his tea cakes, so Song Dan came to buy them specially.

After entering the reserved private room, You Wenji and Lu Bian were already there.

The name of the editor-in-law Lu Yanbo, and the tour guide are college classmates. The two cherish each other and appreciate each other. After years of hard work, they have formed a pair of swords, a golden partner, but their personalities are completely opposite-You Wenji is gentle and talkative, full of patience, while Lu Yanbo is full of bookishness and taciturn. , straight to the point.

As soon as Xie Zhi entered the box, the two looked at each other, their eyes full of amazement.

Xie Zhi bent over: "Teacher You, Teacher Lu, I have long admired you."

Lu Yanbo frowned as he came over, then turned his head and asked You Wenji dissatisfiedly, "Why haven't I got it yet?"

"He can't speak human language, forgive me," You Wenji smiled and stuffed a piece of tea to cover Lu Yanbo's mouth, looked at Xie Zhi, and said bluntly, "Actually, more than a month ago, the son of an old friend said that he knew Personally, we must be satisfied, we have waited until now and have nothing to say, it is said that the child is sick, so it is not easy to ask. But after seeing you... I am afraid we will not be satisfied with other people. "

Xie Zhijing said quietly: "Sorry, I..."

"Hey, don't rush to refuse." You Wenji looked into his eyes, the corners of which had accumulated fine lines, and he was more friendly than watching him on TV. "Can you listen to the story we want to tell the audience?"

Overall, it’s not complicated. It’s a story about a proud pianist who encountered the Waterloo of his life, sadly left the stage, experienced many hardships, never gave up his dream, and finally reappeared on the stage.

You Wenji brought the last page of the script, and the pianist stepped into the night into the opera house that was about to be renovated. The surrounding was empty, with no audience or spotlights.He overcame psychological barriers and played "Canon" smoothly.

Xie Zhi was silent for a long time.

Lu Yanbo stared at him: "Give me a reason for refusing."

Xie Zhi made a cold joke: "I don't like Canon."

"..."

"My acting skills are not good, you two should have seen it."

The atmosphere fell silent again, Xie Zhi closed his eyes.He said: "If Teacher Lu and I had never met each other before, I would have suspected that this character was written after me."

All the people present were smart people, and You Wenji and Lu Yanbo understood him almost immediately, with surprised expressions on their faces.Lu Yanbo was a little excited, stood up abruptly, then sat down under control, and poked You Wenji vigorously: "Old You!"

You Wenji rolled his eyes and appeased Xie Zhi: "Don't mind, he likes you and wants me to get you into the crew right away and turn it on——Xiao Xie, you said before that if you share your personal reasons, you don't care about this show." Also very interested."

Xie Zhi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"That's good, that's good," You Wenji suddenly changed the subject, "Then are you interested in taking another play of mine?"

The topic jumped too much, Xie Zhi was stunned: "Huh?"

Lu Yanbo took a sip of his tea and said abruptly, "The acting skills are too bad, let's sharpen it."

Xie Zhi and You Wenji: "..."

You Wenji stuffed another piece of snack into his mouth, and explained: "Because we couldn't find the leading actor for a long time, we can only postpone the filming for the time being. We are going to finish filming that part first..."

He looked at Xie Zhi meaningfully, "It's also just right, I'm familiar with you."

When leaving the box, Xie Zhi had a thick script in his hand.

You Wenji smiled like an old fox, and the three of them walked downstairs together. Xie Zhi glanced at the quaintly decorated attic, suddenly remembered something, and beckoned to the waiter: "Pack a tea cake."

"You like that?" You Wenji followed and stopped.

Xie Zhi pondered for a while: "The children at home like to eat."

The tour guide and Lu Bian paused: Oh, the young man is married and has children.

After taking two steps, I realized something was wrong: didn't he marry Pei Xianyi!

The two old men looked at each other in dismay: Then... who gave birth to the child?

Xie Zhi received the complicated gaze: "?"