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

When He Zishu came out, he saw the dense barrage on the screen that made his eyes dizzy, and he didn't know what to do.

He tried to remember what he had said before he left.

It seems to be nothing, so I just spoiled the "shutdown ceremony".

After washing his hands, the barrage became like this.

It's all pink.

He Zishu frowned and looked at it.

In addition to a long string of "ah", it is a long string of "yooo".

And obviously, since he entered the mirror, the speed of swiping the screen has become faster and faster, covering many layers one after another.

He Zishu was at a loss, when Lu Jin over there said, "Wipe your hands."

When he came out, his hands were still stained with water, and he hadn't wiped them off. When he was blown by the wind, his joints turned red after a while.

He Zishu scanned the kitchen counter and replied, "I have to wash the vegetables later."

Wet hands after drying.

Lu Jinshen: "What else should I wash?"

He Zishu pointed.

"Hand it over, I'll go wash outside."

He Zishu thought that the division of labor would be quick, so he picked some, put them in a basin, neatly arranged, and handed them to Lu Jinchen.

The conversation between the two was recorded in the live broadcast room verbatim.

Lu Jinchen didn't appear in the mirror, only his voice.

But inexplicably more noticeable.

Everyone listened very attentively.

When He Zishu handed over the dish, turned around and came back, he already had a bright yellow towel in his hand.

Don't even think about it, it was given by Lu Jinchen.

[It's been a long time, looking at a towel is like a token of love, and seeing them handing a towel is like love. 】

[This is a peerless little flower who is not even willing to let him wash the dishes. 】

[Zi Shu's skin turns red when he is washed by cold water, I bet that Team Lu is definitely distressed. 】

【This tone is too fucking natural. 】

[This physique, emmmmm, if I use a little more force...]

【Exercise? ? ?What force? ? ?With what force? ? ?Where is the force? ? ?I have a friend who wants to hear about the process of exerting force! 】

[The sister in front, please stop, can you be a little more specific about that ellipsis? 】

[Who is playing pornography again! ! ! 】

[Is this a live broadcast room that teenagers can watch? ! 】

The bullet screen passed quickly, and He Zishu barely saw it clearly. He only scanned the sentence "I don't even want to let him wash the dishes". His face was hot, but he was concerned about the camera, and quickly restrained his thoughts. There was nothing on his face. Not visible.

Think about it for a second, and you'll see what those "ah"s and "yoo"s mean.

He Zishu paused.

It's not good to be too noisy, you have to calm down.

He lowered his eyes, smiled lightly, and said while chopping vegetables, "The show is over."

The tone is calm and breezy, and the attitude is undisguised.

The fans naturally understood this meaning.

In the group A fan circle, it is true to "state" CP fans, but the unspoken rules are also understood. On the surface, it is too much, it is counterproductive, and it is easy to attract black people.

The barrage gradually stopped.

There are also many passers-by watching the excitement in the live broadcast room.

The phrase "the statement is true" has been heard even by people like them who don't like CP or even hang out in the fan circle.

But just because it looks too real, it feels fake.

Generally speaking, after a certain stage of the general trend CP, it will definitely "be safe and beautiful alone".

Screen CPs such as TV and movies, and even some variety show CPs that focus on real love and get along in a complete couple mode, when the promotion period is over, the business will also end.

And even more ruthless, there will be a new "title CP" around the corner.

After so many years, it is not new, and the phrase "I don't believe in love anymore" is also tired of saying.

They think that "statement" is just such a principle.

Once the "APEX" team activity period is over, if you don't see me and I don't see you, there won't be any splashes.

The impersonal Captain Lu, since his debut, has always been very daring, and the target of firing CP is his teammate who knows everything and has been with him day and night for seven years.

Not to mention handing over a towel or shouting "little brother", even if Minghuang is wearing the same style of clothes and rings, it is not surprising that they really have to be investigated.

Therefore, compared with other brands, it has more sugar, it is easy to knock, and it also includes after-sales service.

Have fun, everyone, don't take it seriously.

Coupled with these prerequisites, they may not even realize it themselves, and everyone has a relatively high degree of acceptance and tolerance for "statements".

He Zishu chatted with each other, and the fans also watched carefully.

When the live broadcast ended, the internet was full of animations and screenshots of He Zishu bowing his head while cooking.

And Lu Jinchen's words.

"Accompany my little brother to work."

"Is your focus on going to and from get off work?"

"Wipe your hands."

The big red table in the yard was filled with dried fruit, rice cakes, and melon seeds casually wrapped in film, and everyone surrounded them, chatting.

Yu Ming glanced out the window, poured a spoonful of oil into the pot, and it gave off a fragrant aroma.

He laughed and said, "During the recording, they were not allowed to speak or move around casually. I think it's all suffocating."

Bai Ying was arranging the plates when she heard the words, "I remember someone told me that you thought about being behind the scenes before?"

Yu Ming: "When you were young and ignorant."

"Do you really have such an idea?" Bai Ying raised her head and teased, "You can't do this job. If you don't talk for a day, is Teacher Yu still Teacher Yu?"

He Zishu was amused: "Then it's not Teacher Yu, it's Director Yu."

Yu Ming: "You know me very well."

Lu Jinshen said casually, "It's pretty good behind the scenes."

Yu Ming shook his hand, turned around and put the lid on the pot: "No, it can still be used for another two years."

The three smiled and turned the topic over.

The people outside the courtyard got up and looked in through the window, seeing that the stove fire was almost extinguished, they went in and out in twos and put out all the dishes.

The tables are full, everyone is seated.

If you want materials, you have to move the equipment, and if you want to move the equipment, you have to be watched by someone, which means that some people can't eat.

I don't know when the next gathering will be, but He Zishu and the others specially made this big table. Li Xu casually took a few shots of the dishes and eating, and simply turned off the equipment.

Without the radio microphone, the atmosphere was really good, and it didn't take long for them to start chatting.

"This big table is used for weddings in the village. When the village chief brought it to us, he made a special mention of it."

Bai Ying took a sip of the soup: "No wonder it's so festive."

She looked at the pattern drawn on the table, stretched out her hand and traced it: "This is a mandarin duck."

He Zishu: "Well, those two tables are painted with Bingdilian and flounder."

Yu Ming: "Most of the happy events in the village are on running water seats, so it's very lively."

Li Xu: "I brought it here by car. When I was passing by, I heard that I met that uncle again."

Everyone is puzzled.

Li Xu raised his head and turned his eyes around He Zishu and Lu Jinchen: "Variety show sweeper"

He Zishu: "..."

There are many "uncles" in "Under the Banyan Tree", but there is one and only one who can be called a "variety show sweeper".

He Zishu stared at Li Xu.

Director Li must have mentioned it out of nowhere.

There must be a reason.

It must be that the old man is "breathing fragrance" again.

Lu Jinchen looked at He Zishu's little expression, amused in his heart, and asked casually, "What did you say?"

Li Xu: "The old man is getting old, and he may not remember things clearly. He said that it was the wedding event for the young couple."

He Zishu: "..."

As the first witness at the next table, the follow-up VJ who recorded the famous scene for the first time laughed and squealed.

Yu Ming: "So does this mean you remember clearly, or do you not remember clearly?"

Lu Jin smiled deeply: "I remember quite clearly."

He Zishu buried himself in his meal.

When he heard the words "little couple" for the first time, he just thought it was funny.

At that time, I was so focused on avoiding Lu Jinchen that I had to think about what I said for a long time, and I was speechless all the way.

It was also the phrase "little couple" that broke the silence.

But now it sounds a bit wrong.

He Zishu's ears turned red again.

You Qi was still sitting on the bright red table.

Lu Jin smiled deeply, turned around slightly, and brought the distance between the two closer: "Get up and have a toast?"

He Zishu went through everything on the table. He knew very well whether there was any wine, but he was distracted just now, and didn't quite hear Lu Jinchen's words. He only heard the word "wine" and replied, "Where is it?" Got wine?"

Lu Jinchen was startled for a moment, then chuckled, "It's also fine to replace wine with water."

He Zishu's thoughts came back after a beat, and then he went through Lu Jinchen's words again.

liqueur.

Toast.

"Get up and have a toast" in this population must mean that!

He Zishu couldn't hold his chopsticks steadily, so he quickly picked up the small soup cup and took a sip.

Lu Jin said again: "You can use soup instead of wine."

He Zishu turned to look at him.

Lu Jinshen: "If you don't know how to drink, then I respect you."

He Zishu couldn't tell whether Lu Jinchen was joking or serious.

Afraid that the people around would notice something, he held the small soup cup in his left hand, lowered his right hand, and pulled at the hem of Lu Jinchen's clothes under the cover of his cuffs and the table.

Lu Jinchen exerted force on his wrist and turned his direction. The fingertips of the two touched until their palms were touching and their fingers intertwined.

He Zishu's heart skipped a beat.

There were many voices whistling in my ears.

He was holding a small soup cup, and Lu Jinshen turned his head to talk to Bai Ying.

The two of them didn't look at each other, but they held hands underneath.

The temperature on He Zishu's face rose little by little.

The camera is off.

Then, hold on for a while.

Hold on for a while and let go.

He Zishu stared at the small soup cup with "full attention".

Yu Ming who was beside him saw that his face was a little red, and asked, "What's wrong? Why is his face so red."

He Zishu was startled, and pulled his hand back. Lu Jin didn't give in, so he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "The soup is too hot."

At this moment, Lu Jinchen turned his head leisurely: "Wait until it's cold before drinking."

He Zishu: "..."

Zishu heard this and wanted to hit someone.

The heartbeat was a little fast, and the breathing was also tight. He Zishu exhaled several times before he managed to stabilize his mind.

Yu Ming didn't notice anything, so he thought that He Zishu was blowing the hot air from the soup cup, and said, "Keep blowing, it will cool down, too hot is not good for the esophagus."

He Zishu: "...um."

After a while, He Zishu said in a low voice, "It's cold."

I said it specifically for Lu Jinshen.

It means that you don't want to pull, enough is enough.

Lu Jin smiled lightly.

let go.

He didn't pull it enough, mainly because he was afraid of pulling it any longer. This person was annoyed, and when the soup was cold, he would also be cold.

Everyone ate and chatted, and when it was over, the sun was mostly set.

The program group took care of the aftermath and let He Zishu and the others go to rest.

He Zishu made dinner for A Chai, squatted down and played with it for a while, Baiying lay on the wicker chair and called, "Zishu, I'm leaving, and Jin Chen, go say hello to the neighbors nearby, Thank you for your care these past few months."

Yu Ming watched for a long time on the low eaves, and added: "By the way, let's see where the rice and oil are. The child is grown up and can't go home anymore."

He Zishu responded.

Lu Jin Shen asked the program team to follow, and the two walked along the path.

The rice harvesting season has long passed, and there is no roar of machines.

But the road is still the same as before, and the people are still those people.

But it is different from before.

When we meet on the road, we can already stop and chat for a long time.

From the autumnal equinox to Xiaohan, tear up the calendar and count.

One season, three months, six small solar terms.

It turned out that he had stayed in the hut for so long.

He Zishu took a deep breath, and there was some unknown fragrance in the air, and said, "I don't know when I will come next time."

Lu Jinshen: "You can come whenever you want."

He Zishu smiled.

Lu Jin turned to look at him.

He Zishu kicked a piece of gravel at his feet into the ditch beside the road: "Suddenly I remembered that the next day, my sister also asked the two of us to come out to say hello to the neighbors."

"Just like today."

He Zishu lowered his head and spoke to himself, his voice was very soft, bumping into the soft wind of the twilight.

"At that time, I was a little afraid of you, and I didn't dare to talk to you."

"But you gave me the salt, and there are many more."

He Zishu raised his eyes: "Later I asked Brother Wen, and he said that it was you who was in the nanny's car that night."

He also misunderstood, thinking it was Wang Wen, and asked this person to help him to thank him.

It turns out that the phrase "he knows" means this.

After waking up from the hospital, many things slowly added to his life.

The things that made him uneasy and at a loss all had a gentle appearance.

Blown away by the wind a little bit, boiling in my heart.

He Zishu spoke slowly, while Lu Jin listened quietly.

Until the two of them completed a circle around.

The sky was already dark, there was no one on the road, and there was no sound, only the light that was better than nothing, shining in vain.

Lu Jinchen stretched out his hand to He Zishu who was on the stairs, and smiled lightly: "Go home."

He Zishu put his hand on it: "Yes."

Go home.