Bad traffic [entertainment circle]

Song Yishang first pretended to go to the bathroom and retched in front of the toilet, then washed his face and leaned against the sink, Ji Jiayi brought him a towel.

The water mist blurred Song Yishang's eyes, he must find out why today, or try to find out something.

Ji Jiayi handed the towel to Song Yishang, Song Yishang pulled the towel, then grabbed Ji Jiayi's arm, pretended to be drunk, and pulled Ji Jiayi to his side forcefully, he fell powerlessly to the side, Ji Jiayi really helped him Hold him, bring him to yourself.

Ji Jiayi flung Song Yishang's back, the two of them couldn't stand in the bathroom all the time, so Ji Jiayi first helped Song Yishang to the bedside.Right now, it is the best policy to let Song Yishang stay still in one place, Ji Jiayi let Song Yishang slowly lean back and fall on the bed.

Unexpectedly, Song Yishang had just made intimate contact with the bed, and pulled Ji Jiayi off. Unexpectedly, Ji Jiayi fell on top of Song Yishang, and the two heads directly hit each other.

Song Yi started too hard, and he was a little dizzy when he was hit. Ji Jiayi pressed on him and made him bear a lot of gravity. He regretted that he had used so much force. When he woke up, Ji Jiayi wanted to leave him. .

Song Yishang hurriedly put his hands around Ji Jiayi's waist, restraining him from moving, and put his mouth next to Ji Jiayi's ear, and said bewitchingly, "Why did the director choose me as an actor?"

Ji Jiayi couldn't stand the smell of alcohol, turned his head and twisted Song Yishang's head to the other side with one hand, he struggled to get up again, but Song Yishang hugged him even tighter, the two of them were close to each other, Song Yishang The voice on the phone rang again: "Do you want me to be the next Zhou Chen?"

Hearing this sentence, Ji Jiayi turned his head and looked at Song Yishang.

After drinking, the eyes of the two of them were a little unclear, and their breath was not stable. Surrounded by the smell of wine, they could see all the scenery in each other's pupils clearly at a close distance.

In Ji Jiayi's eyes, there were slight ripples, surges, and words that could not be said. Song Yishang's eyes were slightly raised. Looking at his eyes, Ji Jiayi might be revealing his secrets.

But in the next second, Ji Jiayi took advantage of Song Yishang's distraction, broke free from the restraints, threw Song Yishang away, got up from the bed, and retreated to the sofa.

His body was suddenly empty, and Song Yishang was in a daze. After seeing Ji Jiayi standing by the bed for a while, he came over and bent down, took off his shoes violently, stuffed him into the quilt, and then supported his head by himself Sitting on the sofa, he looked very irritable and unhappy.

Other than that, Ji Jiayi didn't do anything, not only that, after a while, Ji Jiayi even called Qian Yu and the service staff of the hotel to manage the room card, it seemed that he was bound to get him out of this room.

Qian Yuren was fair and thin, not as tall as Song Yishang, and he couldn't hold Song Yishang up. Ji Jiayi found it troublesome and slow, so he picked Song Yishang from the bed and threw him back on the bed in his room.

Ji Jiayi's displeasure turned into displeasure, but fortunately, the gesture of hugging him was gentle. When he was put on the bed, he even covered his head with his hands. After Ji Jiayi put Song Yishang away, he asked Qian Yu a few words , and went out with a bad face.

Just as Ji Jiayi left, Qian Yu sent one ancestor away, feeling relieved, but another ancestor, Song Yishang, suddenly sat up from the bed, with a dazed expression, got up and went to the refrigerator to open a can of cold beer.

Qian Yu was shocked: "You... didn't you fall down? Why did you stand up again!"

Song Yishang took a sip of cold beer to suppress his restless emotions: "I just pretended, and went to try what Ji Jiayi really thought about me, and why he let me join the group."

When Qian Yu heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Why?!"

Song Yishang drank two more sips of beer one after another, and after he had done enough, he said, "I don't know, I can only make sure that he has no bad thoughts about me."

Qian Yu coveted Song Yishang's face, and after a while, he said with difficulty: "In that case, brother, shouldn't you be happy? Why don't I think you're in a particularly good mood?"

Song Yishang: "..."

After a while, Song Yishang: "!"

Ji Jiayi didn't want to lie to him, he felt a little relieved, but Ji Jiayi didn't have the slightest interest in him, which made him a little frustrated.

Song Yishang: "You said I'm so handsome, but Ji Jiayi doesn't like me at all, is that plausible?"

Qian Yu: "..."

Qian Yu was afraid that he would repeat the narcissism in Chaohua, so he took the initiative to say: "Brother, since you are fine, I will go back to my own room first, and you can call me if you have anything to do."

After Qian Yu finished speaking, he ran away.

Song Yishang: "..."

After Qian Yu left, Song Yishang poured himself a cup of tea. Now that the biggest obstacle in his heart has been removed, he wants to devote himself to this movie with all his strength. Before that, he was fooling around. On the one hand, he did not trust Ji Jiayi. , I am afraid that the two of them will break up at any time for some reason, and on the other hand, his temperament is unstable.

Song Yishang took the script and began to study it seriously, and soon there was a knock on the door.

Song Yishang thought it was Qian Yu who bent back again, he stretched out his hand and opened the door, but before seeing anyone standing outside the door, he said: "Why are you back again, I'm not telling you that I'm fine, I'm pretending to be drunk."

When he opened the door and saw Ji Jiayi standing straight in front of the door, the script in Song Yishang's hand fell to the ground.

Ji Jiayi came here to deliver the dropped shoes to Song Yishang.

He just carried Song Yishang from his own room to Song Yishang's room, but he didn't have time to transfer the shoes.

Song Yishang picked up the script in embarrassment, stroked his hair on his forehead: "Do you want to come in and sit down?"

Ji Jiayi was unmoved, and then said: "Is it fake to be drunk?"

Song Yishang coughed lightly: "I am not enthusiastic, proactive, or exaggerated at all."

Ji Jiayi: "I know."

Song Yishang raised his head in a daze, why did he know?

Ji Jiayi looked at him: "If you really let go, the resources can't have been so poor in the past two years."

Song Yishang knew that he had got the point. Since his career began to decline, many people have come to him in the past two years. There are men and women who contacted him actively. Many people have the most charming eyes of God. The mole of tears, the brightest gemstone on the ring on God's right hand, even if it is blurred, he still can't forget it, there are many explicit hints, and Song Yishang has never missed any of them.

"Since you're not drunk, you're just testing me today. Are you satisfied with the result?" Ji Jiayi looked at him leisurely, his face was neither good nor bad, it was always cold.

"Satisfied." Song Yi gave him a very professional smile last time.

This is the first time he smiled at Ji Jiayi.