He hurriedly put on a smile and turned around: Huh?
Si Yanan waved his mobile phone: Add WeChat.There are a lot of people in Mingchen's WeChat, and most of them are added by the words in place.Although I became a friend in the list, I don't know when I will have the opportunity to create a chat history.He rarely has people who are added when he is alone, let alone Si Yanan.He didn't know how to say goodbye, how to get back to the house, and when he sat on the bed, he was already flipping through the male god's circle of friends, and even Weibo was temporarily put aside.The public time of the circle of friends is one year, and Si Yanan will only post one for about half a month to a month, and it will only take a few strokes to turn it to the end.There are no sensual dogs and horses, and there are no funny videos to maintain health, but judging the age just by looking at the circle of friends, the dignified actor is like a seventy old man.Except for the two words, the rest turned out to be flowers and plants.Ming Chen clicked on a text message that was Hyacinth's circle of friends, and he didn't see where Hyacinth was, two pictures, the first one was a garlic head, and the second one was a garlic head with a withered stick.This can't be called a hyacinth, this should be called a hyacinth's short life.Ming Chen laughed for a while, turned off WeChat and sighed again, unable to laugh.After staring at the phone for a while, he dialed Pingzi.Convenient?
Pingzi quickly answered: You didn't read Weibo.Not yet, what the hell is going on.Ming Chen said slimyly.Liu Cha posted a long Weibo half an hour ago, telling about your brotherhood.Hirako said.Ming Chen didn't react for a while, and was stunned: What kind of situation?
Brotherhood.Hirako repeated calmly.Ming Chen thought about it and said with certainty: He seems to be two years older than me, I don't know if I have a younger brother, but my brother definitely doesn't.There is no love.Hirako smiled on the other end of the phone.You can take a look on Weibo for a while, you don't care about the rest, Sister Xi Shi has just finished getting angry, how to do it in a meeting to decide.Thank you, Brother Ping.Ming Chen said.There seemed to be someone else on Pingzi's side, and he stumbled twice, and he said again: "Boss, Lu Mang asked you not to be soft this time."
Ming Chen smiled and said thank you to the captain before hanging up the phone.He knew Liu Cha.The reason why Sister Xi Shi can't remember his name is because this person has as much black as powder, and she loves to give him nicknames, one moment willow green tea, one moment willow white tea and willow ginger tea, each has its own black code, and Ming Chen can't tell it very clearly.This person debuted two years ago, and as soon as he came out, he was tied up and fried, and sent some drafts of Chenmei and Chacha who are sweeter than first love.Of course, just talking about it can't satisfy him, and the resources have to be about the same.Just like the dubbing work of the Ninth God Domain, Ming Chen is matched with the archangel of this article, and he is going to rub a little priest for the sequel, and when it comes out, their roles will still interact.But the role is the character, the person is the person, Ming Chen remembers very clearly, in the seven or eight days he went to the recording studio, he and Liu Cha met at most twice, and it was not in line with reality to say that the nodding acquaintance was not in line with reality.But in the narrative of Liu Chachang's Weibo, they seem to be confidants of heaven, pulling and pulling in the past few days of working together, so ambiguous.For a while, he brought Mingchen a cute bento made by himself, and for a while, Mingchen listened to his uncomfortable throat and gave him hot milk, and ate and drank together and sang K together.In and out of the words, except that they have never slept in a bed, their relationship is silent when they hear it, and the queen mother will cry when she hears it.After reading the three paragraphs of fantasy literature, Ming Chen almost thought that he had lost his memory, and finally reached the last paragraph.Towards the end of the day, Xiao Chen asked me if I had watched "Fly".Of course I saw it, and I loved it, and he smiled and said to me, "That's good."
I didn't understand what he meant at first, and his next stage of work was the recording of this variety show.It wasn't until the end of the day, when he met a well-known filmmaker in the front room, that I knew he might have a better chance.I sincerely admire and wish him all the best for the future, and I am really, really happy for him.Later, the director team of "Let's Fly" contacted my agent, and I remembered what Xiao Chen said to me and gladly accepted it.I thought that friends who liked me or Xiao Chen would be happy, but I didn't expect to receive so much abuse.Here I emphasize once again that we have a very good relationship, and I have never used dishonorable means to obtain the latter words Ming Chen didn't want to watch it, so I felt sick to my stomach.It's actually really hard to do.Liu Cha said that they had a good relationship, and the opportunity was given to him, and he had nothing more than two responses that were true or false.If he said it was true, then Liu Cha was scolded before, but he, as a friend, did not stand up and speak for him, which was very subtle.If he scolds Liu Cha for making things up, it will become his incompetence, and he can only jump on Weibo after being robbed of resources by his juniors, and then pull up the previous magic news.The latter is a little more conspiracy theory, and it can also evolve into him releasing the pigeons of the "Fly" program group for a good opportunity, and then turning things yellow and biting his friends.The words and sentences in this Weibo are also very subtle, and there is a smell of wishful thinking everywhere, and Ming Chen is too lazy to analyze.Angry?
Maybe.His external personality has always been innocent and cute, and once there is some negative news, the blow will be devastating.It is estimated that Sister Xi Shi is also troubled by this.If only these troubles could become physical enemies, he could go up and come up with a set of leg combinations, instead of lying here and not knowing what to do.The room was stuffy, and Ming Chen climbed to the table by the window and stuck his head out to feel the insignificant coolness.The phone rang again, and he glanced at the contact person to pick it up.Baby, Sister Xi Shi not only didn't yell at him, but her voice was quite calm: I'll discuss something with you.Uh-huh.Ming Chenying.You should have seen Liu Cha's Weibo, your fans are a little excited, there are people blocked downstairs of the company and outside your community, and the illegitimate students from last year also came.You see, if you don't stay in the mountains for a few more days.Ming Chen opened his mouth, swallowed the words back, and sighed softly: Okay.Sister Xi Shi was very guilty: It's me who is not good, you really want to come back, you can find another place to live.It's just that I don't have a job for a while, and I'll be bored when I'm idle, so I think it's better to go up to the mountains and run around.It's okay Sister Xi Shi, I'm fine.Ming Chen smiled: I have always been very good, and I have a large box of snacks, don't worry.Chapter 11 Mingchen hung up the phone, took the last pack of hawthorn out of the already empty snack box, and took a slice in his mouth.The other snacks were distributed to the monks of Mingwutang, only this pack of hawthorn was not wanted, and he liked it a lot.He likes all kinds of food that stimulates his taste buds and is also very spicy.If it weren't for the sake of protecting his throat, he would have been able to drink the hot pot spicy soup base.The stronger the feeling, the more real it is, and it can liberate the person from numbness.It's a pity that this pack of hawthorn still owes something, and it can't make me feel better after eating, and I didn't sleep very well this night.Early the next morning, Ming Chen lined up in the line with a dinner plate to eat, and a person behind him patted him on the shoulder.He looked back in surprise.Last night, was it you on the hot search on Weibo?
The familiar monk asked in a low voice.This person should be a disciple of their Mingwu Hall, and they often practice together during the day.I guess so.Ming Chen smiled after being stunned.Congratulations in advance.The monk looked proud: I heard that you are going to make a big production, work hard.Ming Chen wanted to speak and stopped, but finally hummed.This is just the beginning.When he sat down at the table, more monks came to congratulate him.This unwarranted large-scale production, as it is repeated over and over again, becomes eerily real.It seems that overnight, everyone knows that Ming Chen flew away from "Let's Fly" and went to a better opportunity ahead.Ming Chen took the time to look at Weibo and found that even his fans no longer choked with Liu Cha, after all, it was impossible to say that it was like admitting that his idol was not good.I don't know what the company will do.After all, it's not so easy to really make a big production.He absentmindedly broke the steamed buns, poured the diced radish sauce and then closed it and pinched it flat, and the senior brother next to him came over and asked him: Senior Brother Xiaochen, I heard that you are going to make a movie?
Ming Chen couldn't bite this bite, wanted to deny it, and looked at the elated people around him.He could feel that these temporary brothers were sincere, so he was sad.Just as he was about to make a vague reply, a plate suddenly dropped on the empty seat diagonally opposite.Seeing the people coming clearly, this group of monks who were still excited just now muted with one click.Ming Chen was also stunned, looking up at Si Yanan in a daze.I don't know which monk took the lead, and everyone dropped an excuse and ran away.Seeing this, Si Yanan took a step, changed his target from the opposite side, and sat opposite Mingchen.Except for that time in the Zen room, Ming Chen secretly saw him several times, and there were signs of being a little unkempt.But today's male god takes care of himself very refreshingly.To be honest, Ming Chen really wants to run now, which is almost his conditioned reflex.But at present, the situation does not allow him to run.He felt that he was going to be scolded by the male god before he could take a step.Good morning, male god.Ming Chen picked the sentence that would not go wrong.Si Yanan glanced at him: Is it cool?
Mingchen: What?
Si Yanan smiled: flowers and applause.may be because only the two of them are insiders in the entire temple, Si Yanan speaks very casually.In this kind of casualness, there is a kind of natural tacit understanding that only peers understand, as well as closeness.Ming Chen suddenly became less nervous, and laughed dryly: It's unpleasant, it's scary.So is there such a thing?
Si Yanan peeled a boiled egg slowly and methodically, obviously with a beautiful hand, the egg was peeled with pits, and the moon was smoother than it.Ming Chen stared at his action of insulting the egg, and for a long time, his shoulders and back, which had been tense all morning, slowly relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief.No.He said.When these words came out, Ming Chen suddenly felt comfortable, like being covered in the quilt all night, and finally being able to stick out his head early in the morning and breathe a breath of fresh air.He realized how much he wanted to tell someone.There is no such thing, it's not true, don't listen to Liu Cha's nonsense.He didn't release pigeons in the program group, and he didn't have any golden thighs waiting for him to hug, and the so-called top film and television resources were a distant pipe dream.It's a pity that Weibo can't say it, and the senior brother in the temple can't say it, except for those who already know, there is nowhere to excuse it.So Mingchen is very grateful to Si Yanan for being here and listening to him say this.The male god is a very good person, and he is an insider, he doesn't even need to explain anything, Si Yanan naturally nodded and understood the twists and turns inside.Then they didn't say anything, Si Yanan fought with the egg, as if he wanted to peel it round enough.At the end of this work, the egg was humiliating, and there was almost a yolk left, which was slowly eaten by Si Yanan.During this period, Ming Chen ate with the beautiful face of the male god, and ate two big steamed buns, three eggs, and two bowls of red beans and Lantern Festival, with plum vegetables and bamboo shoots mixed with red oil and hot sauce.Then watching Si Yanan finally pick up the bowl of red bean Lantern Festival, he went to fill another bowl and drank it together.Your Si Yan'an put down the bowl and organized the language: You usually eat like this?
Ming Chen blinked and swallowed the little lantern festival: Yes.I'm still a little older, and my goal is 177.Any explanation?
Si Yanan asked.My external information is 177.Ming Chen sighed sadly.Si Yanan couldn't help laughing, finished picking up the half bowl of Lantern Festival that was about to be wasted, and drank two more sips.Ming Chen originally planned to stay in the mountain for ten days, but after this incident, Sister Xi Shi asked him to stay for an extra week.The worried agent calls every day to ask him if he is in a good mood, is he bored or not, or he will pick you up and go down the mountain, or you will smear your face and go back to your hometown to help sit at the cashier, Ming Chen said no, I am very good, I want to practice martial arts.I was fine that night, maybe there was an element of forced laughter, and then I was more sincere.After all, he now eats with the male god every day.It's really easy to form a habit, it's just a breakfast, and the brothers who usually chatter around him never sit with him again.Si Yanan also naturally acquiesced to his new seat, I don't know if he felt that he had a good appetite and was a good friend of the same meal.Why don't you dare to sit down?
Ming Chen sat on the ground with his legs crossed, tilted his head slightly and asked, and the senior brother behind him was lying on his back and pressing down hard.It's scary, the pair of green-eyed senior brothers elbowed his shoulders: go down a little more.Ming Chen couldn't speak, and he really couldn't stand the pain so he snorted quietly.The senior brother let go.Yes, it's soft enough.A little monk next to him who pressed his legs said.He looked younger than Ming Chen, and his speech was old-fashioned: I thought you were going to cry and shout to go home.It's not that I didn't come through a relationship, and I ran after a day of practice.Mingchen stood up, jumped on the spot, and said with a smile: I haven't practiced for a long time, and I used to dance.There was just a rainstorm yesterday, and today's sun seems to be doubling back, and the figure of a certain monk standing at the front of the team is distorted by the heat wave.Senior Brother was still thinking about the topic just now, and quietly approached: Senior Brother Xiaochen, aren't you afraid?
Afraid of what?
The eyes of a male god?
Mingchen was dazed: The good-looking senior brother stared at his eyes for a while, and said for a while: I didn't pay attention to it before, and your eyes are a little shallow, especially when the sun shines, it is different from him.Color.It's not this, the senior brother waved his hand: it means that he has that feeling that no one should enter.Mingchen: Hey, I don't know what to say.He is different from many people, even sitting there makes people want to escape, that kind of temperament is right, a sense of distance.It makes a difference.The description that the senior brother racked his brains to come up with made Ming Chen confused.Maybe celebrities have star flavor, and many times it does make ordinary people dare not approach, but to say so, is he too a failure, obviously Weibo also has tens of millions of fans, why don't you think he is different.Ming Chen.Suddenly being named, Ming Chen suddenly stood up straight, he followed everyone's gaze and looked forward, and it was a certain monk who called him.Come.A certain monk beckoned, smiling gently.Ming Chen walked up to him in a daze.This temporary master has not instructed him alone these days.He once thought that the master couldn't look down on him, and he was a little disappointed before, thinking that fortunately the system had magical video materials.Unexpectedly, after practicing with the large army for almost ten days, the master finally remembered him.King Kong Fourteen Ways of Boxing, have you learned it these days?
A certain monk asked.Well.Mingchen nodded.This set of boxing techniques is practiced by them every day, so many days, even stupid people can learn it, not to mention that he is just lazy, once he is willing to learn it, he will learn it very quickly.