The male gods are vying to be my father

The peaked cap seemed startled by Rong Zhi's voice, quickly raised his head, and said in a deep voice, "I'm not!"

This sound was much stronger than the previous sound.

"Your voice..." Rong Zhi tilted his head, "It's very familiar."

The man tensed up all over, his body movements froze.

His anomaly was too obvious to ignore.

Rong Zhi couldn't help but took two steps forward: "Your hat..."

hat?

The man reflexively raised his hand to touch his head.

Because of the excessive movement, the peaked cap was flipped over by his hand, and the face was naturally exposed to the air.

The man has a face that makes people feel extremely flamboyant at first glance.

His eyebrows are slanted and raised, a pair of hanging phoenix eyes are cold and sharp, the bridge of his nose is straight and slender, and his lips are thin and pale.

There was an aura of being uncomfortable all day long.

"Jane...Jian Junyi?" Rong Zhi froze there.

The man frantically grabbed the brim of the peaked cap and buckled it back.

"There is a pattern on your hat." Rong Zhi whispered.

That is Jian Junyi's favorite symbol, a cursive English letter, J.

Jian Junyi froze again, raised his hand to touch his hat, and let out a low "hmm".Then stop talking.

An awkward silence spread in the ward.

Rong Zhi took out a piece of 100 yuan from his pocket, and then took out a water-based pen that he borrowed from the program group during the recording of the program.

Rong Zhi overlapped the two, and put his hands in front of Jian Junyi: "Can I sign it?"

Jian Jun became even stiffer.

It's like turning into a sculpture.

He clenched the corners of his mouth even more, with a sharp arc.

Rong Zhi blinked, lowered his voice, and said softly: "I like your songs very much, I used to listen to them all the time."

"Which song?"

"Huh?" Rong Zhi was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Jian Jun to ask him back later, but he still answered politely: "The End of the Road."

Only then did Jian Jun stretch out his hand, hooked the hundred-yuan bill in his hand, and took the pen away.

Then he turned around and motioned to his manager: "Bend down."

The manager, Eldor, stooped hard and hunched over.

Jian Jun placed a pad on his back, moved his fingers, and wrote the name in a fluttering manner.

But he was not in a hurry to return the pen.

Instead, it stood there.

As soon as Jian Jun turned the note over, he drew something on it expressionlessly, then capped the pen, rolled up the pen with money, and stuffed it directly into Rong Zhi's coat pocket.

Rongzhi wears too much.

Standing there, with the little red hat on his head, it looked as if his whole body was wrapped up, only a small fair face was exposed.

Jian Jun couldn't help staring at him, and then asked: "Have you finished recording the show?"

Rong Zhi touched his pocket and suddenly felt a little hot.

His senses were right.

The man was indeed following him!

But the man in front of him is not a stalker.

He is Jian Junyi.

The man who almost has fans all over the country.

Rong Zhi's throat moved, and he decided to hold back for the time being.

"It's over," he said.

Jian Junyi's brows frowned almost immediately, as if he had fallen into an extremely embarrassing vortex.

The mixed-race youth on the side was also slightly dumbfounded, "It's over? Did you lose?"

"No." Rong Zhi shook his head, "I won."

"Have you collected enough yams?" the young man asked.

"Well."

After Rong Zhi answered, he raised his head to find that Jian Junyi's lips were pursed even tighter, and the edges of his lips were even slightly bluish white due to excessive force.

"You have been following me?" Rong Zhi couldn't help asking.

too weird.

Why did Jian Junyi do these things?

Jian Junyi didn't make a sound.

Still a mixed-race youth, he pushed the bottle up with difficulty, and then said: "We are here to find you."

A startled light flashed in Rong Zhi's eyes: "Looking for me?"

The mixed-race youth nodded vigorously.

Then why not go to him directly, but use such a roundabout way?

Rong Zhi licked his slightly dry lips, then stepped back.

So weird.

Even if the person standing in front of him is Jian Junyi, Rong Zhi still can't lose the vigilance in his heart.

The mixed-race young man was in a hurry, and hurried forward and said, "Mr. Jian has something to tell you."

"What?" Rong Zhi looked at Jian Junyi again, "You can tell me now."

But Jian Junyi still pursed his lips, as if he was still struggling with his emotions.

The young man hurriedly pushed Jian Junyi: "Brother Jian."

Jian Junyi frowned immediately, then turned his head and glared at him impatiently.

The young man had no choice but to shut up.

The atmosphere was even more awkward.

Rong Zhi was puzzled, and the man refused to speak again.

At this moment, Jiao Fei came back from the phone call: "Rong Zhi, Mr. Yue and Mr. Zhou are here—"

Jiao Fei's voice stopped abruptly, and his steps stopped at the same time.

"Jane...Jane God?" Jiao Fei said in disbelief.

Jian Jun didn't even look at him.

After all, Jiao Fei was someone who was by Yan Shihan's side. He quickly returned to normal, and said with a smile, "Why is God Jane here?"

"allergy."

"Ah, that's a coincidence, just like our kids." Jiao Fei said, walking towards Rong Zhi.

But Jiao Fei only moved a few steps before he felt Jian Junyi's cold eyes cast on him.Like a sharp sword, like a cold blade.

Jiao Fei was a little confused.

Where did he offend the boss?

There was nothing impolite about what he said just now!

Seeing that the atmosphere in the ward was about to fall into another embarrassment, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Yue Zheng and Zhou Jing strode in successively.

"Rong Zhi, how is your hand?" Yue Zheng walked up to him in three steps, but found that his way was blocked.

Later, Zhou Jing also found "obstacles" on the road.

The two men looked at Jian Junyi in unison.

"Mr. Jian." Zhou Jing first recognized his identity.

Yue Zheng was a beat slower. When he heard the "Mr. Jian", Yue Zheng immediately raised his eyebrows, and put the label "Rong Zhi's favorite singer" on it.

Rong Zhi glanced at Jian Junyi quietly, and found that the man became more tense now.

As if facing an enemy.

"Why is Mr. Jian here?" Zhou Jing asked lightly.

"It's just right, I met you." Jian Junyi finally let go.

"Is Mr. Jian allergic too?" Zhou Jing looked down at his red hands and the bottle in the young man's hand.

"Ah."

Yue Zheng and Zhou Jing looked at each other again.

The two men were so keen, they almost simultaneously raised their vigilance.

Yue Zheng stepped forward with a big stride, and was about to push Jian Jun away.

And Zhou Jing also showed the fruit in his hand.

This is what he bought on the way here, seedless red grapes.Rong Zhi likes to eat.

Rong Zhi's gaze was immediately attracted.

"Hungry." Rong Zhi stared eagerly at the grape in Zhou Jing's hand.

Zhou Jing whispered: "I'll take it to wash."

Jian Jun stared at his movements closely, as if he wanted to learn something from Zhou Jing's actions.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

"Rong Zhizhi, I'm back." Yan Shihan's voice sounded at the door.

He was covered with a mask, sunglasses, and a very rustic Lei Feng hat. At first glance, he really couldn't recognize who it was.

Yan Shihan was carrying two big bags of food in his hand, and the assistant behind him also carried a lot.

An irresistible fragrance rushed into Rong Zhi's nostrils.

"Very hungry..." Rong Zhi couldn't help but said again in a low voice.

Yan Shihan stopped in his tracks.

He saw Jian Junyi at a glance.

Yan Shihan had no contact with Jian Junyi before, after all, they were in completely different circles.And the two of them are not long-sleeved courtesans, so naturally they don't have much chance to interact.

But even though he had never seen it before, Yan Shihan still remembered the tidy post on Weibo: I also think Yan Shihan is pretty ugly.

The corner of Yan Shihan's mouth twitched, and he smiled, "Why is Mr. Jian here?"

Jian Junyi didn't speak again this time.

He just moved a little bit to get out of the way in front of the hospital bed.

This made it easier for Yan Shihan and his assistant to carry the food to the hospital bed, put down the table, and put the food on the table.

Among them are Yue Zheng and Zhou Jing.

They took the plane together, and followed Rong Zhi in the car of the program group, and barely had a revolutionary friendship to fight together, so it was rare for Yan Shihan to show mercy and buy their meal together.

Zhou Jing quickly washed the grapes and came out.

Now the fruits are ready after dinner.

Yue Zheng removed the chopsticks from this end, and handed them to Rong Zhi thoughtfully.

Yan Shihan put some vegetable soup on the other end for Rong Zhi: "It's okay if you don't eat vegetables, just drink the soup."

Zhou Jing couldn't help interjecting: "I have to eat some vegetables."

Rong Zhi held the bowl and drank the soup.While drinking, he shook his head to show his rejection of the vegetables.

Finish the soup.

Hold the chopsticks and start picking up vegetables.

The peanuts in the Kung Pao Chicken are crispy, the diced meat is slightly sweet, and has a strong spicy taste.

The shell of the grilled fish in bamboo tube is slightly crispy, and at the same time, it is wrapped in a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves, and the gravy that flows into the mouth is salty.Take another bite, the meat inside is tender, fat and soft, and the salty and light taste is suitable.

The extravagant hosta is spicy and crispy...

Rong Zhi buried his head in eating for a while, and then slowed down when the hunger in his stomach subsided.

Yan Shihan was afraid that he would choke, so he hurriedly poured a glass of orange juice for him.

And Jian Junyi just stood on the side, watching intently, not knowing what kind of flower he wanted to see from them.

He stared at it too long.

Rong Zhi couldn't help raising his head, and gave him a look: "Jian Shen... want to eat together?"

The three men, Yan Shihan, Yue Zheng, and Zhou Jing, almost unanimously twitched the corners of their mouths, expressing their disapproval.But his mouth still catered to Rong Zhi's meaning, saying: "Mr. Jian, let's eat together."

It can be said to be quite hypocritical.

Only then did Jian Jun move over, and then sat down beside Rong Zhi's hospital bed.

Rong Zhi gave him an extra pair of chopsticks and an empty bowl.

Jian Jun pinched the chopsticks with his right hand and picked up a peanut tremblingly.

Pop, it fell.

Clamp again.

Crack, this time a piece of diced meat fell off.

Clamp again.

Crack, this time a piece of fish was dropped.

Rong Zhi couldn't stand it anymore, he took apart his chopsticks, picked up a piece of diced chicken and put it into Jian Junyi's bowl: "Here."

As if someone had pressed the pause button, Jian Junyi stood there holding his chopsticks and did not move.

Rong Zhi:? ? ?

The eyeballs of the three men behind were all red.

——Rong Zhizhi picks up vegetables for him!