There are little zombies at home

The little zombie didn't sleep all night. He sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, with two natural dark circles on his face, and a serious expression of thinking stiffly.

At this moment, Zhong Jing turned over several times in a row, and knocked the little zombie who was caught off guard off the bed with a force.

With a "bang", the ground was smashed into several cracks by the little zombie, and he sat up dully and patted the soil, then stared blankly at Zhong Jing beside the bed.

The aftermath of a hangover is dizziness, Zhong Jing opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly saw a pair of black eyes staring at him straightly, he couldn't help getting up quickly in fright.

"You, you don't sleep, you sit on the ground in the middle of the night and watch what I do?" Zhong Jing hugged the quilt and hid in the bed, shrinking his nose again, smelling his own smell, and then wrinkled his face.

"I was knocked off the bed by you." The little zombie answered honestly. After standing up, he turned his back to show him his dusty buttocks, with innocence and grievance written all over his face.

Zhong Jing probably understood, moved halfway to the bed, and quickly began to undress.

"Ah Jing, why are you taking off your clothes?" The little zombie looked at him with a blushing face.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhong Jing laughed at his blushing, and pulled the towel with his upper body exposed, "I'm going to take a shower, my body smells too bad, no wonder you can't sleep."

"Ah Jing!" The little zombie looked at him seriously, and said directly, "I can't sleep because you said you like me."

Zhong Jing paused, turned around and met the eyes of the little zombie, but he didn't know what to answer for a moment, because he remembered clearly, even the thing about making a wish on the lantern at the door was deeply impressed.

"You have to be responsible to me!" The little zombie tilted his head, his little canine teeth were half exposed, and his smiling eyes were very cute.

Zhong Jing's flustered mood was instantly infected by him, and he agreed unexpectedly, "Okay."

Ten minutes later, Zhong Jing was scratching his head under the shower, annoyed to himself, this little zombie must have secretly fed him the ecstasy!

……

Film production schedules are always shorter than TV dramas, and the filming of the Northwest part was completed very quickly, and the remaining part of the scenes that worked hard in the city naturally had to return to the film and television city for filming.

Most of Zhong Jing's shots are in the northwest, so it is estimated that it will only take a few days to shoot.

On the day of returning to the town from the countryside, the neighbors who lived near the crew also came to see them off one after another.

The little zombie has nothing to do on weekdays, and he knows everyone very well, and finally got a few big bags of souvenirs.

After getting into the car, Zhong Jing, who had been expressionless all the time, looked into the arms of the little zombie curiously, "What did they give you?"

The little zombie turned to look at him, and then made an introduction one by one——

"The jujubes from Grandma Wu."

"The dough from Uncle Song."

"The proprietress' sister also gave me a catty of wool."

……

At the end, the little zombie held up a small bag of things, a little confused, "The charterer has always been very generous, why did she only give me a few grasses?"

Zhong Jing heard that he took it and looked it over for a long time, then reached out and tapped the little zombie's head, "Fool, this is Cordyceps sinensis, it's very valuable."

"But it's still grass." The little zombie shook his head inexplicably, "You humans are so strange."

The "strange human being" Zhong Jing didn't know how to explain it. For a zombie who didn't need any treatment at all, traditional Chinese medicine seemed to be really useless.

……

The shooting schedule was very fast. They had just arrived at the airport, and before they could go home, they were taken to a hotel near the film and television city.

The little zombie yawned tiredly seeing Zhong Jing, and leaned over to give him two heart-warming kisses.

"Don't tease me." Zhong Jing wiped the saliva off his face as usual, and then said affirmatively: "Did you sneak a soda again today, your mouth smells so bad."

The little zombie first met Coke at a dinner some time ago, but then it got out of control and made a fuss every day for a drink.

Zhong Jing was worried that carbonated drinks would be bad for his teeth, so he strictly controlled the amount of soda. Unexpectedly, Huang Qi would always secretly buy soda for the little zombie, which gave him a headache.

"Hmm!" The little zombie covered his mouth immediately after being exposed, confirming Zhong Jing's conjecture.Knowing that Zhong Jing was about to start talking, the little zombie quickly changed the subject, "Ah Jing, my saliva can relieve fatigue!"

"Really?" Zhong Jing asked suspiciously. Although this ability sounds unbelievable, it seems plausible that it happened to a zombie with superpowers.

"Of course!" After the little zombie finished speaking, he approached Zhong Jing to take a few bites, and then touched his face contentedly.

Zhong Jing touched his lips, then shook his head, "Why don't I feel refreshed?"

"Because I lied to you." The little zombie raised his eyebrows successfully, and then quickly rushed into the hotel room with his luggage.

Zhong Jing: "..."

Zhong Jing, who was swayed by the little zombie, could only sigh, and slowly followed the little zombie's pace.

……

A large part of the urban part is the rivalry between the male and female protagonists. In order to let other actors finish filming earlier, director Zhang Jia directly put the scenes of Zhong Jing and several supporting roles at the end at the front.

Zhong Jing lay in the hotel for less than two hours before being woken up by Huang Qi in charge to put on makeup, while the little zombie stayed in the hotel to record a new food video.

Seeing that Huang Qi had been by his side for several months, Zhong Jing suddenly thought of another girl group under him, and asked casually, "Huang Qi, don't your other artists need to be managed?"

"You didn't read the newspaper?" Huang Qi was also very surprised, "The day before you went to record the reality show, the group officially disbanded. I didn't expect that the female group member's benefactor turned out to be true love, and he was willing to help pay the liquidated damages."

"Oh?" Zhong Jing recalled, no wonder Huang Qi was exhausted and ended up in the hospital at that time, it was because of this incident.

"You still have two days of filming in the crew, take a three-day break after filming, and then continue to record the reality show." Huang Qi said without hesitation about Zhong Jing's next itinerary, "The company has just assigned a newcomer to me. The arrangement is not very clear yet, so there is no guarantee that I can continue to accompany you."

"Newcomer?" Zhong Jing took his words.

"Well, it's said that dancing is good, and there's a reality show that might become a big hit." Huang Qi shrugged, "But what's the use of dancing well? Have you ever seen a star who can become popular when dancing well? Think about it." It's just a headache."

Good at dancing?

Also participated in the reality show?

The figure of Peking University dancing at the bonfire party flashed in Zhong Jing's mind, and a bad premonition rose in his heart inexplicably.

"I think you should ask for their name." Zhong Jing patted Huang Qi's shoulder, thinking that you might be allergic to those three words.

Huang Qi didn't understand what he meant, but unfortunately he had already reached the dressing room, so he had no choice but to stop asking.

Two days later, Zhong Jing finally succeeded in wrapping up, but the crew was still catching up with the progress, so they only added a la carte to dinner, and there was no more celebration.

Zhong Jing couldn't wait a long time ago, and if he stayed any longer and looked at Ji Bai's smirking face, he felt that he was about to become a genius.

The little zombie was as excited as he was. He still remembered Lao Bai who was fostered at Huang Qi's mother's house, and a few coins buried in the flowerpot. He wondered if a towering gold and silver tree had grown now!

As for Huang Qi, he was called back to the company with a phone call, and it was said that it was a formal arrangement for him to meet the newcomer.

On the way back, Zhong Jing saw the little zombie swiping his phone all the time, and remembering that he had a good relationship with Shang Peking University, he tentatively asked, "Do you know what Shang Peking University is doing recently? Does he want to make his debut?"

Hearing the question, the little zombie froze for a moment, squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhong Jing up and down, his eyes were full of suspicion.

"What's wrong?" Zhong Jing followed his gaze and looked at himself, very confused.

"It's scary that you suddenly care about Peking University!" The little zombie nodded confidently.

"You think too much." Zhong Jing rubbed his jealous head, and explained: "It's just that Huang Qi is going to cooperate with a newcomer who dances very well and also participated in a reality show."

"Ah!" The little zombie suddenly realized, thought for a moment, and still shook his head, "But Peking University never said that he wanted to be a star, because his brother is a big star, that is, the big brother who talks like a tongue twister!"

"Who?" At this point, Zhong Jing became interested.

"Shang... um... Shang Daoshan!" The little zombie patted his forehead, and finally remembered his name.

Zhong Jing is no stranger to Shangdaoshan, not only because of his name, but also because he is very unique, he can be regarded as a clear stream in the entertainment circle.

He dresses up like a nouveau riche, but he is very mysterious. He basically has no commercial performances and no public social accounts. He only regularly releases an original album at the end of the year to give back to fans, but he also has a large number of fans.

"Shang Daoshan is Shang Peking University's older brother?" Zhong Jing still had some difficulty accepting it, thinking that the mother of the Shang family was indeed very imaginative, and her name was as unique as the other.

"That's right." The little zombie nodded, picked up his phone and showed Zhong Jing the photo, "It's this big brother Jinlian."

Zhong Jing leaned over and took a look. He had never brought the two of them together before, but at first glance, they did look alike in the group photo.

"No wonder Shangbei University's style is so wild." Zhong Jing sighed, thinking that this family probably has a special preference for gold.

"I think it's cool too!" Unexpectedly, the little zombie really thought that Zhong Jing was complimenting him, and continued foolishly: "I'm going to dye my hair pink and then curl it, just like cotton candy!"

"No!" Zhong Jing rudely refused, thinking that he must not let him enter the barber shop in the future!

At the same time, Huang Qi glared at the man in front of him with disbelief.

"I heard that you appointed me as your agent?"

Shang Beida nodded, then stretched out his hand to stroke his yellow hair, and said with some embarrassment: "I went back and thought about it for a long time, and decided to accept your confession."

Huang Qi: "..." When did I confess my love to you?

The author has something to say: I am addicted to licking piglets, and I have delayed the update. I decided that the hero of the next article will be a pig!