Idol and I are the hottest in the whole network [Entertainment]

"You...you lied to me?" Xie Zhi was stunned for several seconds before finally realizing it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yan Si said with a smile, "I didn't want to lie to you at first, but—"

Seeing that Xie Zhi was so cute, Yan Si couldn't suppress his acting spirit, so he pretended to act decently.

Yan Si put Xie Zhi down, and the two went to the waiting area outside side by side to pick up their unlucky Ji Zeyang.

"Yan Si..." Xie Zhi lowered his head and sighed heavily.

"..." Yan Si looked at Xie Zhi, and subconsciously felt something was wrong.

"There is a story that the wolf is coming..." Xie Zhi's voice was very low, as if he was about to cry.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to—"

Yan Si was really panicked.

Considering him a cheap talker, he shouldn't have punished Xie Zhi like this just now, Yan Si bent down, wanting to see Xie Zhi's expression, but Xie Zhi turned his back and wouldn't let him see.

"I was wrong." Yan Si said, "Apologize, okay?"

Xie Zhi's shoulders shook.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'm sorry monitor, I won't dare to do it again next time..."

"puff……"

Xie Zhi finally couldn't suppress his laughter.

Yan Si stopped in his footsteps and looked at his gentle and kind monitor in disbelief.

The gentle and pure Xie Zhi turned around, raised his head, stared at Yan Si with bright eyes, and showed a sly smile.

Xie Zhi made a "Yeah" gesture: "One time per person, it's even."

Ji Zeyang was not surprised by favor or humiliation, Ji Zeyang was very calm.

Ji Zeyang, as a professional man, he knows very well that if he argues with an unreliable kid like Yan Si from beginning to end, he must be the one who loses his life.

Therefore, watching Yan Si and Xie Zhi leave from him with sad faces, Ji Zeyang remained unmoved.

So, watching Xie Zhi and Yan Si come back from him with smiles on their faces, Ji Zeyang remained unmoved.

Ji Zeyang just put his mobile phone in his trousers pocket smartly, stood up, and walked in front of Yan Si.

Ji Zeyang: "Good performance."

Yan Si: "That is, when did I behave badly?"

"The assistant of the casting director has brought over the contract." Ji Zeyang said, "Let's go back to your hotel and look at the contract with you."

Although the production team looked for the male third to audition calmly, in fact, this matter has already been burned, so the casting director requested that the contract be finalized tomorrow at the latest.

Yan Si also clearly distinguished the priorities, took Xie Zhi downstairs, and got into the car with Ji Zeyang.

There was a bit of traffic jam on the road at night, but it only took [-] minutes. The suv drove into the underground parking garage of the hotel. The lady who received Yan Si's check-in last night was still standing at the elevator entrance to greet her.

"You are back." The young lady greeted politely.

Yan Si still pressed the elevator door and waited for everyone to enter first, but the difference today is that as soon as Ji Zeyang entered, he pressed "7th floor", which was the floor where Yan Si's standard room should have been last night.

The young lady didn't remind Ji Zeyang, the distinguished guest, but just raised her hand and pressed the top floor.

The elevator door closed, and soon, the seventh floor arrived; Ji Zeyang took the briefcase with the contract, stepped out of the elevator, and took two steps, feeling something was wrong, turning around, only to see no one followed him.

"...Let's go?" Ji Zeyang asked, "Why is no one downloading?"

"Where are you going?" Yan Si didn't understand, "Isn't it the highest level?"

Ji Zeyang: "...what layer?"

Yan Si: "The highest level."

top level...

In the blink of an eye, the cross-sectional view of the entire building passed through Ji Zeyang's mind, and the only room type on the highest floor was also engraved in Ji Zeyang's mind in bold and capital letters.

"presidential suite."

"Big bed, one bed."

Ji Zeyang took a deep breath, and when he stepped into the elevator, he took a deep look at Yan Si.

Yan Si was baffled and frowned.

Ji Zeyang turned his head and let out a sigh of relief at the elevator mirror—will Yan Si live in a standard room? !I really am! sonaive!

The elevator quickly sent the three of them to the highest floor, Yan Si swiped his room card, Ji Zeyang entered, and just after putting on disposable slippers, he saw the open bedroom door.

Bedroom——Looking at it this way, except for the quilt being a little messy, nothing can be seen.

Ji Zeyang took a deep breath, then took another deep breath, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked, "Can I go in and have a look?"

"I think this dish is delicious." Yan Si was studying the menu with Xie Zhi. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the bedroom, "What's the matter? Go in and have a look—have you never seen the presidential suite?"

The presidential suite has been seen.

Yan Si had never seen the presidential suite where he lived with his boyfriend.

Ji Zeyang walked into Yan Si's room cautiously, and found that it was clean and refreshing, which was different from what he had imagined in the wind. Except for a few piles of toilet paper in the trash can, there was nothing else.

Ji Zeyang exited the room and closed the door, feeling that he could not understand the plot.

Ji Zeyang looked around the bar, Xie Zhi was sitting on a chair, Yan Si was standing next to him, the two were studying a menu with their heads down.

When the warm yellow light is turned on, the atmosphere between the two people is warm and homely.

When Ji Zeyang saw it, he couldn't help but feel a slight twitch in his heart.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs? I really like it." Xie Zhi pointed to a dish on the seventh page of No.30, "There is still a soup."

"You choose the soup, why do I choose so many dishes?" Yan Si was a little dissatisfied.

Xie Zhi: "Actually, I can eat anything..."

The two of them settled down on the dishes tiredly, and finally Yan Si pointed out two of Ji Zeyang's favorite dishes to Xie Zhi, and Xie Zhi went to write the menu and order dinner, and Yan Si took a glass of sparkling water from the refrigerator , came over while drinking, and sat down by the sofa.

Yan Si: "What did you go in to see just now?"

"I didn't see anything." Ji Zeyang hesitated to speak.

Ji Zeyang paused holding the document, held it back, and finally couldn't hold it back, and asked Yan Si: "You...you didn't mess around last night?"

Yan Si was drinking sparkling water, when he heard this speech, he slowly put down the bottle in his hand and put it between his open legs.

"Cough..." Yan Si coughed lightly, "Are you messing around?"

Yan Si couldn't help but feel a little hot - the "nonsense" between Xie Zhi and Xie Zhi last night was already diluted by today's events, but when Ji Zeyang mentioned it like this, he couldn't help but think about it again.

Yan Si thought about it for a while, and finally said to Ji Zeyang: "Actually..."

Ji Zeyang: "Actually?"

Yan Si: "It's still messing around."

Ji Zeyang lowered his head to take the document: "Well, nonsense—nonsense?!"

The two exchanged this matter as if they were exchanging code words. Ji Zeyang's eyes met Yan Si's, and he saw a bit of embarrassment flashing past Yan Si's eyes.

A white line flashed in Ji Zeyang's mind, and the scene in the room just now was vividly remembered-there are only a few sheets of paper in the trash can? !

"You messed around and you—" Not using that? !

Ji Zeyang stopped scolding Yan Si—although they are all men, men can't talk about this kind of thing so openly.

"You really are." Ji Zeyang took a deep breath, "I don't know how to measure others!"

"Cough..." Yan Si couldn't refute.

Yan Si also knew about Xie Zhi going to the bathroom last night, but he still fell asleep after knowing it.

"You don't understand anything all the time, you want to piss me off." Ji Zeyang stood up angrily, walked to the bar, and took away the menu that Xie Zhi had just written.

Xie Zhi was checking, when the menu was taken away by hand, he was shocked.

Xie Zhi looked at Ji Zeyang, and felt that Ji Zeyang's angry face like a puffer fish was a little scary, but also... a little funny.

"Mr. Manager..." Xie Zhi said softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Zeyang hesitated to speak, and finally made a rushing gesture: "Go in, go in, hurry up, lie down and rest."

Xie Zhi didn't know why he was suddenly driven into the room inexplicably.

Ji Zeyang didn't know where his thinking was wrong, he believed that he was weak, not only drove Xie Zhi into the room, but also watched him lie on the bed, then helped Xie Zhi turn off the lights, close the door, and walked out with a sigh of relief.

Yan Si glanced at Ji Zeyang inexplicably: "What are you doing?"

Ji Zeyang: "I'm too lazy to tell you."

Ji Zeyang: "I can't tell with a brat like you - read the contract."

Yan Si glanced in awe at Ji Zeyang, whose hairline was a little higher today than before. After a little thought, he summed up his weird behavior as:

The mental pressure was too great, and he went crazy.

Yan Si no longer added mental pressure to Ji Zeyang, and took the contract seriously.

Xie Zhi was lying on the bed, the door Ji Zeyang hadn't opened just now opened a gap, the angle was just right for him to see a sitting Yan Si.

Ji Zeyang carefully went through the terms and conditions, and after confirming that there were no major problems, he raised his head and looked at Yan Si.

Ji Zeyang: "I don't think there is any problem. I just sent it to the legal affairs department for review. There is no pitfall."

Yan Si: "...Of course, Uncle Lin wouldn't cheat his own people."

Ji Zeyang: "It's just that time is too fast. Did you see this? I will join the team the day after tomorrow."

"The day after tomorrow?" Yan Si calculated the time, "Isn't that the day before New Year's Eve?"

Ji Zeyang: "Yes."

Yan Si: "Isn't the crew on vacation?"

Ji Zeyang: "One day after the machine is turned on, the money of the day is spent like water, so let's not talk about it-do you think your Uncle Lin will stop working because of a holiday?"

Yan Si: "Yes."

Yan Si said, rubbing his forehead.

Ji Zeyang put away the contract, thought about it, and said, "I can't spend New Year's Eve at home anyway, but there is still a little time, so let's go home early and have a look."

Yan Si: "Yes, I will call my mother."

The conversation outside stopped abruptly after this sentence. Xie Zhi was lying on the bed, and heard the sound of Ji Zeyang flipping papers outside, and then Yan Si got up, with a soft thumping of kneecaps, the click of slippers, and opened the balcony door.

Xie Zhi stared at the ceiling with a little bit of city lights reflected, and made a simple calculation in his mind - if he joins the team the day after tomorrow, the only time left for Yan Si to go home is tomorrow.

Even if Yan Si didn't fly until noon tomorrow, the time they could stay together was only a short ten hours or so.

...it can't be that short.

Xie Zhi got up from the bed, took out the Mac, put it on his lap, turned on the calculator on the computer and calculated again, and finally pushed the Mac against the pillow in frustration.

It's really that short.

Soon, he will be separated from Yan Si again.

Xie Zhi slowly lay down on the pillow, and as soon as his head touched the pillow, he heard a knock on the door, Ji Zeyang opened the door and brought in the food.

Xie Zhi was too lazy to move and continued to lie down.

Then, there was a sound at the crack of the door, and then a tall figure squeezed in.

Yan Si didn't turn on the headlights, walked around to Xie Zhi's side, turned on the bedside lamp, and sat by Xie Zhi's bed, just as he sat down, he saw the Mac next to his pillow.

Yan Si looked away, and asked: "The meal is here, are you still lying still?"

Xie Zhi: "I didn't notice."

"Really uncomfortable?" Yan Si carefully looked at Xie Zhi's face, but found nothing abnormal, and asked again, "Ji Zeyang can see it?"

"It's not uncomfortable." Xie Zhi made a move, sat up from the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at Yan Si.

Yan Si didn't know what he was thinking, his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Xie Zhi probably knew why Yan Si frowned—it was Yan Si who brought him to Shanghai involuntarily, and Yan Si must feel very sorry for this unexpected situation.

Xie Zhi couldn't see Yan Si like this.

"Hey." Xie Zhi stretched out his hand, pushed Yan Si, and said with a smile, "Buy me a plane ticket."

Yan Si looked at Xie Zhi.

"It's the kind that goes home." Xie Zhi said relaxedly, "I've had a lot of fun these few days, and I should go home for the New Year."

Yan Si: "I—"

Xie Zhi: "You're not worried about me, are you? At least I'm an adult man now, so there's no problem."

Yan Si stopped talking.

After a while, Yan Si smiled and stood up: "Okay, then I'll go book a ticket."

In the end, Yan Si only booked a plane ticket for Xie Zhi at [-] o'clock in the morning - Xie Zhi's city is a big city where he goes out to work, and all kinds of tickets are hard to buy when the Spring Festival travel season comes.

Although the place Yan Si went back to was not a big city during the Spring Festival, but for some reason, he only got a ticket for [-] o'clock in the morning.

So, at six o'clock the next morning, Xie Zhi carried his luggage and went to the underground garage with Yan Si to drive.

The car Yan Si drove back from Disney was still parked downstairs. Xie Zhi opened the rear exhaust bag, and when he opened the door, he saw two big balloons sitting side by side, dangling like mascots.

Xie Zhi was taken aback for a moment before closing the car door.

The city roads in the early morning were very quiet, Yan Si drove through the darkness, and within [-] minutes, he arrived at the airport.

The two went through the security check together, and finally, after the security check, they separated and went to two different boarding gates on the left and right.

Holding the boarding pass in his hand, Xie Zhi raised his head nervously, looked at the directions, and looked for the boarding gate—before coming to Shanghai, he had never been on a plane, and Yan Si took him last time, so he didn't pay attention at all.

Fortunately, the airport's guidance was very clear, and Xie Zhi walked outside the boarding gate at the end of the boarding hall without any detours.

The airport was empty and quiet in the early morning. Looking out through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, there was just a little light that was almost invisible in the dark sky.

Xie Zhi didn't go to the VIP lounge, but chose a seat near the boarding gate and sat down, holding his bag.

After waiting for a while, Xie Zhi took out the Mac again and held it in his arms.

Xie Zhi looked at the empty seat beside him, feeling a little cold, and hugged Mac a little tighter.

After waiting for thirty minutes, the bridge connects to the plane, and boarding starts from the first-class cabin.

When Xie Zhi heard the boarding notice, he jumped up from his seat in an instant, took his boarding pass, quickly went to check in, entered the corridor bridge, and walked quickly to the branch of the first-class boarding gate.

As soon as he got into the fork, a stewardess stood there, showing a standard smile with eight teeth, and bowed: "Good morning, sir."

Xie Zhi: "Morning... good morning."

If possible, Xie Zhi would like to cover his face!

Saying hello to strangers in the eye, this is really beyond the limit of social fear-although, this is just the beginning.

The first-class stewardess doesn’t seem to need so much money. On average, you can meet a stewardess in a few steps, smile and say good morning.

Xie Zhi bit the bullet and finished greeting, and heaved a sigh of relief when he returned to his seat.

Before Xie Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, a male voice sounded above his head again: "Sir..."

Xie Zhi's scalp tingled when he heard the word "Sir", and the next moment, he suddenly realized—why is this voice calling him Mr. so familiar? !

Xie Zhi suddenly turned his head and looked up.

Yan Si, who was parting at the security checkpoint just now, was standing behind him, looking down at Xie Zhi with a smile on his face.

"Sir." Yan Si threw the bag beside Xie Zhi, "The plane is about to take off, please fasten your seat belt and speak your mind—"

"...What is in your heart?" Xie Zhi looked at Yan Si.

Yan Si pressed the back of Xie Zhi's chair, hooked his waist, and stared at Xie Zhi: "What's on my mind—in the end—do you want me to take you home?"

The author has something to say: Xiao Yan squeezed his face: If you don't tell me, I don't know that you want me to send you off?

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