It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

Caught off guard the brakes, caught off guard close.

The lights on the side of the road are better than nothing, scattered and scattered, entangled in the twilight.

In the extreme panic, He Zishu seemed extraordinarily calm.

The hand holding the cigarette only moved, but Lu Jin lowered his eyes, swept it, and restrained the movement.

The air conditioner is still warm, bit by bit, burning your fingertips.

He Zishu moved, but didn't break free.

The atmosphere is stalemate.

He Zishu wanted to run away.

A rapid phone ringtone suddenly rang.

Accompanied by a vibrating hum.

He Zishu moved his hands again, but he still didn't break free.

He pretended to be calm and said, "Brother, there is a phone call."

Lu Jin replied silently.

After a while, he heard Lu Jin sigh deeply.

The fundus of the eyes also became darker.

Lu Jin let go of his hands.

He Zishu breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly took out his phone.

Lu Jin's deep voice was still a little hoarse, and his tone was a bit unkind: "Whose phone is it?"

He Zishu frowned, pressed the answer button, and replied, "Xiao Fan."

Given seldom called himself, He Zishu felt that there must be something urgent.

The moment he connected, Given said, "Where is it now?"

"On the way back," He Zishu looked up, looking at the route sign not far away, "It should be about 20 minutes away, what's wrong?"

Given: "I went to Miss Ying's place today, did you meet Aunt Xiqing?"

"Hmm." He Zishu frowned, "Did something happen?"

The other party paused: "Look at the trending searches."

He Zishu now has a headache when he hears the word "Hot Search".

Another bad feeling.

As soon as Given heard it, he knew that He Zishu didn't know what happened, so he continued: "Didn't Sister An pick you up?"

Logically speaking, the Leqing Public Relations Department will notify Lin Jia'an of this matter as soon as possible.

He Zishu had no reason not to know.

He Zishu tilted his head, glanced at Lu Jinchen, felt a little guilty for some reason, "No, I'm with the captain now."

"Didn't he have an announcement today? To pick you up?"

"Well," He Zishu lowered his voice, "The announcement is not far from here, so I just stopped by. Sister An should know."

Given: "..."

There was a long silence.

He Zishu took down the phone and looked at the screen.

If it wasn't for the recording of the time when he was still walking, and the words "on the phone", he would have thought the other party had hung up.

"Come back first, be careful on the road."

"it is good."

Just as the phone was hung up, Lin Jiaan's call came in again.

At the same time, Lu Jinchen's phone rang.

Lu Jin hung up in twos and twos, handed the phone to He Zishu, and said, "Give them a message and say I got it. I'm driving now, so it's not convenient to answer the phone."

He Zishu went back one by one, and when he opened the hot search, it was already more than ten minutes later.

And in the past ten minutes, the topic of #宋西清关注何子书# has climbed all the way from the bottom to the top.

He Zishu clicked to open it.

The top one is a personal account called "Coke Chicken Wings Don't Want Chicken Wings".

Coca-Cola Chicken Wings Not Chicken Wings V: Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck! ! ! !What happened? ? ?Is Song Tianhou going to leave the mountain or has her account stolen? ? ?Why did you suddenly pay attention to Zishu?I had nothing to do and planned to find some material to edit on Tianhou Changcao's Weibo, but when I opened the follow list, I found that there was an extra Zishu in our common follow! ! !

The number of likes is not particularly high, but due to the forwarding and reposting of various marketing accounts, the number of comments and forwarding is extremely high.

[Fuck, what kind of divine development is this? 】

[No way, Song Tianhou didn't even pay attention to her husband and son, but paid attention to the Great Demon King!What kind of annual melon is this? ? ? 】

[Don't ask, asking is just stating that the girl is having a holiday again!What am I to be able to witness the love between the two of them! 】

【Why!Why!I'm going to have a stage test tomorrow!This was a night to absorb the power of knowledge, and it was these two people who killed me! 】

[Fry CP after moving the day, Le Qing is awesome, the appraisal is complete. 】

【The one upstairs is not Le Qing, but you. Is it because he doesn't know Song Tianhou's status in the entertainment industry, or does he not know the Lu family's ranking on the rich list?Also pulling Divas to fry CP, you think too much. 】

[I guess it's hand slipping. The topic of "Statement" is too popular recently, and it has already been out of the circle. Song Tianhou must be a little worried, so I went to Weibo to check it out, and accidentally followed it. 】

[hand sliding +1]

……

After reading the first few articles, He Zishu found Song Xiqing's Weibo following the directions of the people who eat melons.

Look at the circle of names in the watch list.

Famous directors, film kings, queens, and heavenly kings are all Song Xiqing's old friends.

Been on the watchlist for ten years.

He is the only junior.

Because it is the latest attention, it is placed at the top, and it seems to overwhelm the gods below.

The picture is extremely weird.

He Zishu couldn't hold back, and said, "Brother, doesn't Teacher Song use Weibo?"

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "Yes."

He Zishu felt that the facts should be a little different.

Because he confirmed his eyes.

Teacher Song was surfing the same network as them.

Lu Jinchen looked at He Zishu who was thinking about something with his head down, and said, "She finds it troublesome."

Song Xiqing doesn't like the human relationship in the circle very much, but there are some face-saving things that should be there.

She has a special status in the circle, and even a simple polite reply can be infinitely magnified by all marketing accounts and interpreted as "optimistic" and "recognized".

Especially for the juniors, it is actually not a good thing.

Talk too much, easy to fall.

Simply didn't pay attention to any of them.

The junior fans also stopped.

After all, Tianhou didn't even pay attention to her son, so how could she have the time to pay attention to herself.

But He Zishu appeared.

It not only broke Song Xiqing's rules, but also broke the delicate balance.

When the car drove to the basement, Givenchy and Xie Muran were picking up people at the elevator.

He Zishu raised his hand to open the door, but Lu Jinshen said, "Put on your clothes."

He Zishu blinked his eyes: "It's coming."

"The garage is cold." Lu Jinchen stretched out his hand very naturally, and touched He Zishu's side face: "It's boring all the way, and it's easy to catch a cold when the wind blows."

He Zishu heard the words, so he had to put on his clothes obediently.

Seeing that the person hadn't come down for a long time, Given and Xie Muran walked over and knocked on the glass.

Lu Jin lowered the car window.

Given slightly leaned over: "Why don't you get out of the car?"

He Zishu was lowering his head, using the light in the rearview mirror of the car, to concentrate on zipping his zipper, so he didn't look at Givenchy, and muttered back: "Put on clothes."

Givenchy's expression gradually became stiff.

For those who have been waiting for a long time, it is hard not to think about it when they hear this.

Xie Muran pushed Givenchy away who was blocking his sight, and pulled on the window: "Put on clothes? Why are you wearing clothes? Who took off your clothes?"

Only then did He Zishu come back to his senses, and hurriedly said, "No, wear a coat!"

The window was opened, and the cold wind poured in.

Afraid of catching a cold, Lu Jinshen said, "Go up."

When He Zishu stepped out of the car door, he didn't pay attention to what was at hand.

As a result, the pack of cigarettes that Lu Jinchen handed in rolled under the car seat with a jerk as he moved.

Instantly disappeared in the dark.

Following the movement, the eyes of the two fell on the pack of cigarettes at the same time.

After a while, they raised their heads at the same time and bumped into each other.

Then He Zishu saw that Lu Jinchen suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, looking at him for a while.

That way, it seems to be watching him pick it up, or not pick it up.

He Zishu inexplicably thought of the scene in the car just now.

Even an idea popped up.

If then.

Given didn't call?

He Zishu took a deep breath.

Under Lu Jinchen's gaze, he picked up the cigarette at an extremely fast speed, and pretended to be calm: "It has been confiscated."

Lu Jin raised his eyelids: "Well, it's confiscated."

"I can't bear it..."

"It's late!" He Zishu hurriedly interrupted Lu Jinchen, "It's time to go back."

Given and Xie Muran stood aside.

Watching the two of them play riddles like no one else.

The mood is getting more and more complicated.

Seeing that Lu Jinchen didn't intend to get out of the car, He Zishu said, "Brother, aren't you going up?"

Immediately afterwards, he looked down at the phone: "It's very late."

Lu Jinshen: "Go up first, I'll make a call."

He Zishu guessed that it should be related to tonight's hot search, so he followed Givenchy and Xie Muran upstairs first.

Lu Jinchen watched He Zishu enter the elevator before closing the window.

He called up Song Xiqing's phone number and dialed it.

It rang for a long time before the other end answered.

Song Xiqing smiled reluctantly: "Son."

Lu Jinchen said nothing.

"Don't talk? Then I hang up."

Only then did Lu Jinchen speak: "Go home?"

"On the way," Song Xiqing paused, and then said, "I have nothing to do, so I checked Weibo."

Lu Jinshen: "And then."

Song Xiqing sighed: "You have to listen to the truth, or lie."

Lu Jinshen: "Whatever."

"It's really slippery," Song Xiqing said in a helpless tone, "I clicked on the popular content on the homepage. I wanted to click on the column for more, but I accidentally clicked on Follow, and I just picked up a phone call. When I found out, the message had already Out."

"I'm afraid that after paying attention, I will cancel it and make more noise, so I don't care about it."

"It's not a bad thing either, two solutions."

"Either pay attention to you, Ranran, and Xiaofan, or pay attention to Zishu alone. I'll take the theme song of "The End of the Sky" and go with Zishu."

Lu Jin was silent.

"The End of the Sky" is Bai Ying's new film.

From the very beginning, Pianyi always wanted to invite Song Xiqing.

Song Xiqing asked again: "What do you think?"

Lu Jinchen leaned back: "Look at you."

Song Xiqing: "Let's take the theme song."

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "Don't you think it's troublesome?"

"The left and right are my own children, no matter how troublesome it is, will you be troublesome?"

"I just don't know if he wants to."

……

After the matter was settled, the two chatted for a few more words before hanging up the phone.

Lu Jinchen looked at the screen of the phone that was slowly dimming, and smiled for a long while.

The face of his children is the only one.

And his little friend is now sitting on the sofa, accepting the soul torture of the two little teammates.

Given gave him a cup of ginger tea: "Drink it."

The smell of ginger tea is strong, scattered on the tip of the nose, and it won't disappear for a long time.

He Zishu held it and sipped it for a while.

"Didn't you say you went to Sister Ying's class?" Xie Muran was also drinking a cup of ginger tea, "Why did you meet Aunt Xiqing?"

He Zishu: "It just happened to happen. Teacher Song said that he would go for a morning run with his sister."

"Morning run?" Xie Muran frowned, then looked at Givenchy, "Brother, their family moved? Moved to sister Ying?"

Given the bottom of Xie Muran's cup, he gently lifted it: "Drink tea."

Xie Muran took a sip and was gagged by ginger tea.

He Zi was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Given started to cover up for Song Xiqing: "It's nothing, the Lu family is not here, but they have a lot of real estate under their name, so they may live nearby."

Seeing that something was wrong with Givenchy's expression, He Zishu put down the ginger tea in his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

Given was finally worried: "Aunt Xiqing...what did you say to you?"

It's not that he hasn't seen Song Xiqing.

Although I don't have much contact with him, no matter whether he is a senior in the circle or an elder, he is a respectable existence.

But today's trip is obviously aimed at this person.

because she sensed something

On such an issue that is close to principle, it is difficult for Given to analyze Mr. Song's intentions with a sufficiently rational judgment.

"Just chatting," He Zishu said with a smile, "Teacher is very kind and gentle."

Given gave a "hmm" and said softly, "Didn't we talk about the captain?"

He Zishu raised his eyes: "We talked."

Given and Xie Muran looked at each other, both a little nervous.

He Zishu: "Teacher Song said that the captain smokes, and asked us to watch it."

Xie Muran: "That's, that's it?"

He Zishu couldn't laugh or cry: "That's right."

Given: "What about the others?"

He Zishu thought about it, and it was all trivial things: "It's gone."

He Zishu was afraid that when Lu Jin came up later, the two would run into each other again.

Because now he is a little messy, and he always feels that there is a fire in his heart, which is slowly burning.

So after drinking the ginger tea, he found an excuse and hid in the room.

He took the pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.

Because it is hidden close to the body, it has some warmth left.

He didn't dare to take it out in front of Givenchy and Xie Muran, because those two must know that the smoke belonged to Lu Jinchen.

If you don't say a few words, you must reveal your secrets.

He Zishu thought for a while and took out his phone.

Called Liu Xia.

When connected, there is still some noise on the other end.

Voices, drums, and music came through the screen.

After more than ten seconds, there was a sharp closing sound of the door, cutting off all other sounds.

Liu Xia opened his mouth first: "What's wrong?"

He Zishu: "In the twilight?"

"Yes." Liu Xia spoke briskly, "Are you coming?"

After the exposure of He Zishu as the lead singer of Blood, Twilight has become the hottest bar at the moment.

"No," He Zishu took a deep breath, "I have something to ask you."

"Say."

"If there is someone who treats you very well."

"Helped you a lot."

"I'm afraid you'll be cold, so I'll bring you some clothes."

"Help you out."

"Take you home."

"Then I gave you something to let you..."

He Zishu carefully considered his words, and was interrupted by Liu Xia forcefully while he was talking.

"Wait, wait, wait... He Zishu, wait!"

"What? What did he give you?"

He Zishu firmly denied: "It's not me, I'm a friend."

Liu Xia ignored it at all, and continued to shout: "What did he give you?"

"A car? A house? A passbook? Or a ring?"

"What is a token of love?"

Liu Xia's cannon words continued, and his voice became louder and louder.

"Why don't you speak? He Zishu? You speak!"

"Hang up, good night."

"Hey Hey hey!"

The ears returned to calm.

And He Zishu, leaning against the door, looked at the token of love in his hand - a pack of cigarettes.

lost in thought.

The author has something to say:

You may not believe it, but the token of love is a pack of cigarettes.