What if the fiancée becomes a man?

"Damn it! Why didn't you make a sound when you entered the door?" Jiang Shaomin roared angrily.

"It's obvious that you are too focused." Qiu Jinghui looked like he was out of his body, and he was almost exhausted. "By the way, why do you want to download GV? Could it be that you also picked up a gay movie?"

"Ah?" Jiang Shaomin was so panicked that his tongue got stuck, and he didn't know how to explain it.

"Why are there so many danmei dramas now!" Qiu Jinghui accepted his acquiescence, threw his luggage on the ground, climbed onto the bed with hands and feet, and complained, "I filmed "Three Good Friends", and I clearly said that good brotherhood does not sell rot. As a result, the screenwriter forced me to add kiss scenes and bed scenes. I couldn't find the feeling, and forced me to watch GV with the male actor who played the opposite role. Ah... I am a poor child born in a poor family, and my three views will be shattered gone."

Qiu Jinghui beat the bed angrily.

Jiang Shaomin breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded in agreement with his words.

"Isn't the one who played against you, Senior Fu upstairs?" Jiang Shaomin suddenly remembered this.

Qiu Jinghui drowned himself in the pillow without making a sound.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.Jiang Shaomin opened the door and saw that it was Senior Fu whom he was talking about just now.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, you came back from England?" Senior Fu was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Shaomin opened the door. He stretched his neck and looked in. Seeing Qiu Jinghui's luggage still on the ground, he asked, "Where is Xiao Qiu? I just came back from the finale with him, and I asked him to wait for me downstairs to get him something, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye."

"Hey." Jiang Shaomin took a step back, pouted at Qiu Jinghui's bed.

Senior Fu smiled at him, walked to Qiu Jinghui's bed and stuffed something into his quilt.

"Why! I don't need it! Don't give it to me...you..." Qiu Jinghui struggled angrily, and the two spoke in a lower and lower voice. In the end, like whispering, Jiang Shaomin in the same room didn't say a word Listen clearly.

He glanced suspiciously at the two of them, sat down in his seat and turned on the computer, pretending to flip through the web pages.In fact, he pricked up his ears and was listening carefully.

As a result, he heard Qiu Jinghui moaning and chirping twice, and the two ended their conversation.

Before Senior Fu went upstairs, he smiled apologetically at Jiang Shaomin: "I'll ask you to take care of Xiaoqiu. Filming is too hard."

"Oh, good." Jiang Shaomin also returned an official smile.

As soon as Senior Fu went upstairs, Jiang Shaomin coughed: "Ahem, cough! Pikachu! What's the matter with you and senior? Why do I look a little bit wrong?"

Qiu Jinghui hid under the quilt: "During filming, he hurt me and came here to deliver medicine. What's wrong?! Put away your dirty thoughts!"

"Hey, I didn't seem to say that you are dirty, did I? What's going on! Be honest!" Jiang Shaomin joked.

"Then tell me first, why are you playing GV alone in the dormitory?" Qiu Jinghui stuck out his head and looked at him lifelessly.

Jiang Shaomin had no choice but to put away his joking heart, and hummed twice: "Okay, okay, go to sleep, look at you, you look like a sudden death ghost."

"Don't bother me, I haven't slept fully for three days." Qiu Jinghui was so tired that he turned over.

Two minutes later, deafening snoring sounded in the bedroom.

"Snoring so hard, who would dare to lie in the same bed with you at night?" Jiang Shaomin couldn't take it anymore, got up and went out.

It was just getting dark in Beijing, and the school road was covered with fallen leaves.Jiang Shaomin first went to have dinner alone, and then wandered to the training institution next to the school to enroll in a spoken English class.After finishing these two tasks, he sat on the bench by the side of the road, looking at the night, feeling so lonely.

How did he come here before?It’s the same way, I have nothing to do at night, I just watch movies alone, write papers, or chat with fans on live broadcast... It’s not boring to say it, but after I have someone in my heart, these things become boring when I’m alone.

"Hey, Little Rabbit Shen, I think you are also a goblin." Jiang Shaomin sent a message.

After a while, Shen Jin replied with a question mark.

Jiang Shaomin chuckled, picked up his phone and went back.Xin said, you are so charming, what is it if you are not a goblin?The peacock is not as good as you in Taoism, so I am willing to bow down.

In the days that followed, Jiang Shaomin seemed to be different from his usual idle manner.After he canceled his vacation, he attended class on time every day, and he persisted in his body that he didn't like before.In addition, he raises rabbits, learns English, and finds time to prepare for roles.In addition to these necessary things, he also has two or three hours of video calls with Shen Jin every day.

Due to various reasons above, Jiang Shaomin's live broadcast frequency is much less.It made fans urge him to broadcast more live broadcasts every day.He ignored it and continued to go his own way, but he gained tens of thousands of fans because of the "rare goods to live in".Let Qiu Jinghui shout "how is this possible"!

At that time, Jiang Shaomin was reciting vocabulary in the dormitory, and he ignored Qiu Jinghui's yelling.

Qiu Jinghui looked at him in surprise: "Jiang Shaomin, what's wrong with you? Are you going to take the fourth grade exam?"

"I think the second child is in love." Another roommate in the dormitory, Mei Jiuxuan, who returned to school after running a trick, said gossipingly.

"Really?" Qiu Jinghui actually felt the same way, "Jiang Shaomin, I've been suspicious for a long time. You have been videoing me a few times when I came back, right? When will you bring my sister-in-law out for us to see!"

Jiang Shaomin nodded, and said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes. Don't bother me now, I still have fifty words to memorize."

Is this an admission?

The two immediately booed, congratulating Jiang Shaomin for being the first one to get out of the order in 503, and even pestered Jiang Shaomin to show his sister-in-law's photo for everyone to watch.In the end, Jiang Shaomin dismissed them with a cold look.

Mei Jiuxuan felt nothing, but Qiu Jinghui suddenly realized it when he dreamed back at midnight.When I came back that day and saw Jiang Shaomin playing a movie, I thought he was being picked up by a gay drama and was looking for feelings.But these days, he doesn't look like he's preparing for a gay drama.Could it be that his partner is a man?From then on, Qiu Jinghui paid more attention to this matter.

Jiang Shaomin, who didn't know he was being noticed, went back by his sister's car on the weekend.

"I said, brother, hurry up and get your driver's license test. It's not like the family won't buy you a car. Every time you go home, I will pick you up. I'm your sister, not your driver." Jiang Sinan complained, looking through the rear view The mirror looked at the elder brother who was in the video, hoping to see his sister-in-law's full face while he was not paying attention.

"Pay attention to me, don't be mean while driving." Jiang Shaomin sat in the back and kicked her chair, "If there is a car accident, we will explain here, and the old Jiang's family will be gone... No, no, I It’s not that you’re mischievous, it’s that my sister... how long are you going to write your thesis? It’s three in the morning! What a bullshit professor arranged..."

Jiang Sinan rolled his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to the guy behind him who has a wife and everything.

Jiang Shaomin's parents owned several properties in Beijing, and one of them was given to Jiang Sinan who had conflicts with the old man.The others are almost all vacant, and the whole family still lives in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest, which covers an area of ​​more than 30 mu, outside the Fifth Ring Road.Grandpa Jiang, Jiang Huairen, is a national treasure-level master of traditional Chinese painting. He is famous for painting bamboo, and the price of his paintings has risen to 50 per foot.Wanzhulin is the residence that he spent his whole life taking care of.The tranquility and elegance inside, luxury and wealth are not comparable to any villa in a prime location.

But it's a pity that the old man's painting skills cannot be passed on to his direct descendants.His son, Jiang Baoshu, has no talent and is only keen on doing business. Relying on his big tree, he has developed the enterprise with great fanfare.There are two grandchildren, none of whom are interested in traditional Chinese painting.His grandson, Jiang Shaomin, went to study film acting, while his granddaughter, Jiang Sinan, was a bit of a painter, but she was studying fashion design, which the old man despised.

The car drove to the door of the house, and as soon as it entered the yard, several big dogs ran out when they heard the noise. These dogs were all the breeds that Mr. Jiang had bought. Seeing that the little master had arrived, they immediately rushed forward to make out.

After Jiang Shaomin asked Shen Jin to take a look, he turned off the video.

"Apologize as soon as I go in later, do you hear me?" Jiang Shaomin told the girl while stroking the head of the German black back that jumped up.

After rubbing the black back a few times, he immediately turned over and lay down, revealing his belly to be caressed by the little master.

"Got it." Jiang Sinan was a little impatient.

She was quite relaxed and happy along the way, but she didn't know why her face was a little ugly when she came in.Jiang Shaomin took a look at her, not knowing what went wrong.

The two entered the room, but Jiang Sinan didn't make a sound, Jiang Shaomin could only call out by himself: "Dad, Mom, Grandpa, Nan Nan and I are back."

Jiang's mother didn't greet the two of them, and called out in the room: "I've been waiting for you all morning! Come in quickly and have breakfast."

The two went in familiarly.As soon as he entered the door, he happened to see Mr. Jiang finishing a bowl of porridge and wiping the corners of his mouth with a cotton handkerchief.

Jiang Shaomin bumped into Jiang Sinan.

"Grandpa, I'm back. I was wrong to quarrel with you before. I apologize. Please forgive me." Jiang Sinan apologized obediently.

"Didn't you call me black-hearted and stubborn?" Mr. Jiang snorted coldly, "Everyone has moved out, why come back?"

"You are my grandfather, we don't have an overnight feud." Jiang Sinan raised his head and said, "However, after I apologize, I still live outside and don't want to come back."

"You are a girl's house, what if something happens to you when you live outside?" Jiang Sinan's previous words were ironic. Mr. Jiang already loved her little cotton-padded jacket, and it was over with a stab, so the matter was over.But when he heard later that the caring little padded jacket refused to come back to live, the old man became anxious.

Jiang Sinan watched his brother take his seat, so he sat down himself, grabbed a flower roll and bit it: "I'm eighteen, why can't I live outside? Grandpa, you are worried that something will happen to me, then I drive back and forth every day, I'm so tired, it may happen A car accident or something."

"Bah, bah, bah!" Mama Jiang bawled immediately.

Sister Juan, who was cooking, also slapped her mouth: "Miss, you can't talk nonsense."

"Anyway, I firmly disagree with you living alone." Mr. Jiang made a decision, "It's a big deal, I'll give you a driver."

Jiang Sinan was still a little unwilling to give up, she rolled her eyes: "Then ask my brother to stay with me, is this the head office?" After finishing speaking, she stepped on Jiang Shaomin's toes, and it took two people to hear the voice and whispered, "Mr. Brother, help me quickly! Otherwise, I'll help you get rid of my sister-in-law."

People sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.Shen Jin sneezed loudly in faraway London, which scared him so much that he thought he was going to catch a cold, so he quickly put on a blanket, filled a hot water bottle, and sat by the heater to write his thesis.

The author has something to say:

A small theater unrelated to the article:

Author: Why don't you want to test your driver's license?

Jiang Shaomin: I want to be a big star in the future, which big star have you seen driving by itself?

Author: No, that's not the real reason.

Jiang Shaomin: What's the real reason? You, the author, don't you have any clues in your mind?What's the point of saying it out loud?

Author: Get angry.Tell everyone, how many times have you taken the second test?

Jiang Shaomin: ...

Jiang Shaomin: I haven't passed the driver's license test, so I don't know what you're talking about.

Author: Well, let me tell you that this person has failed the test six times, and his mentality has collapsed, so he vowed never to take the driver's license test again.

Jiang Shaomin: Fart!Obviously only hung up five times!The sixth time I didn't sign up at all, the coach did it himself!

Author (spread hands): Let’s not call ourselves…

I would like to dedicate this to the little angels who want to die in the driver's license test.What?You ask the author if he passed the exam?Hee hee, I passed the exam a long time ago!