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When Wang Ping woke up, he had already slept on the bed in a regular manner, his hands and feet were wrapped in the quilt, and the quilt was pressed under his chin—it was not in a state that he could sleep out by himself.

It must have been Ji Zuo who carried him up.

The corner of Wang Ping's mouth curved slightly, but before he could be happy, he suddenly pushed the quilt and sat up.

Wang Ping looked around his room—the bed that was placed on the floor last night had been folded and put aside, and the room was empty, with no one in sight.

Wang Ping: "..."

Wang Ping didn't even need to think about it, Ji Zou must have left again, he didn't know which city he was flying to, and continued to be busy.

Wang Ping sent a message to Ji Zuo with his mobile phone, but the other party didn't reply.

In the morning, the sun fell on the end of Wang Ping's bed. Wang Ping stared at the ray of sunshine, feeling an indescribable loss in his heart.

Wang Ping sat for a while, and waited until his sense of loss dissipated a little, then pushed away the quilt, slowly got up from the bed, and prepared to go out to wash his face.

Wang Ping stretched out his hand and pushed the door open. The moment the door opened, he saw Ji Zuo, who was wearing an apron around his suit, was holding a bowl and handing it to Bai Yi'an, who stretched his neck.

Bo Yi'an was overwhelmed by the flattery. He stood up and took the noodle bowl with both hands, and said again and again: "Put it down, I will do it myself, I will do it myself."

Its level of waiting to be fed is not much different from feeding in a zoo.

"What's the situation?" Wang Ping was stunned.

Hearing the voice, Ji Zou raised his head and smiled: "Brother Wang Ping, good morning."

"Wang Ping, I'm so touched." Zhou Qixuan looked at Wang Ping with tears streaming down his face after serving the meal, "I've never eaten such delicious noodles."

"You can let Ji Yingdi come to our house to live, and I can give him my room." Bi Fang also said.

"My room can be used as a cloakroom for Best Actor Ji." Bai Yi'an raised his hand not to be outdone.

Wang Ping: "..."

After all, they are all the legendary princes, can you show a little bit of the prince's mental outlook!How can such a little bit of noodles be bought like this.

Standing in front of Ji Zuo, Wang Ping let out a groan in his stomach.

Turnon looked up at Wang Ping, Ji Zuo smiled slightly, Wang Ping blushed, and said hesitantly, "I...I can spare my bed for you."

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Everyone in Turnon lowered their heads slowly, and looked at Noodles in blank dismay - they still understood the principle of "do not see evil".

Ji Zuo's smile deepened. He raised his hand and patted Wang Ping's head: "Okay, leave it to me—go wash your face and brush your teeth, and the water is ready for you."

"..." The four people eating noodles exchanged glances, confirming that what they heard just now is true, Ji Yingdi, put away the water for washing his face and brushing his teeth for an adult who just passed his 21st birthday.

A sour stench of love filled the air.

Wang Ping didn't think there was any problem at all, so he went to wash his face and walked into the kitchen; he didn't see noodles, but there was a bowl of dumplings soaked in red soup.

"Don't I eat noodles?" Wang Ping walked over.

"I'll open up a small recipe for you." Ji Zuo said, "Try the sour soup dumplings with cucumber filling and see if you like it."

Wang Ping hummed, and went to pick up the bowl; the bowl was a bit hot, so he took a towel and put it under the bowl, and didn't go out, standing next to Ji Zuo while eating and watching him handle the stove.

Ji Zou wiped it twice, and noticed that there was someone next to him. When he turned around, he saw Wang Ping staring at him with a dumpling in his mouth.

"Why don't you go out to eat?" Ji Zu put down the towel and walked over.

"Hey." Wang Ping bit into the dumpling he was holding, "I like to eat standing up."

Ji Zuo raised his eyelids slightly, thought for a while, picked up the towel, and walked out of the kitchen.

Ji walked by the door and raised his foot. Before he could step out, he saw Wang Ping holding a bowl and took a silly step towards him.

Retracting his walking foot, Ji Zuo turned around and leaned against the door frame, looked at Wang Ping who had already walked two steps, and smiled: "Do you like to eat while walking?"

Wang Ping: "..."

Ji Zou closed the door and walked towards Wang Ping: "What's wrong? Follow me all the time?"

Wang Ping glanced at Ji Zou, put down the dumplings, and asked, "When are you going to the airport again?"

Ji Zuo suddenly realized.

"I'll think about it." Ji Zuo said.

"Think about it." Wang Ping lowered his eyelashes.

"According to the plan." Ji Zuo said, "May [-]th."

On May [-]th, Ji Zou was going to the airport again, Wang Ping lowered his eyes, then felt something was wrong for a moment, then raised his eyelids suddenly, looked at Ji Zou, and blinked a few times.

"May [-]th?" Wang Ping said, "Isn't that our entry into the group?"

"Yes." Ji Zou smiled, picked up the bowl that Wang Ping put down just now, and held it in his hand, "I'm leaving Beijing that day, and I'll go to the airport with you - before that, I've finished my work."

Wang Ping's eyes followed Ji Zuo's fingers, and he murmured: "That is to say..."

"That is to say, in the last few days, I will be laying the floor in your room."

Ji Zou was satisfied to see Wang Ping's eyes change from dim to sparkling, and looked at him in surprise, his joy couldn't be concealed at all.

"Don't be afraid of me leaving, I won't leave this time." Ji Zu scooped up a dumpling, put it on Wang Ping's lips, and said with a smile, "Open your mouth, ah—"

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Ji couldn't leave, and he didn't leave until he entered the group on May [-].

Wang Ping was fed all the dumplings by Ji Zou, and when he walked out of the kitchen, his footsteps were floating - purely because of cheering.

Wang Ping announced the news to everyone in Turnon, everyone cheered and jumped for joy, the only one who didn't jump for joy was the cook who just arrived.

As soon as I woke up from the dream, my job was robbed, and I ate melons on my own head, but that was all.

In addition to cheering when Wang Ping came out, he also put the bowl in for Ji Zou to wash, and the two of them came out after washing the bowl. Wang Ping changed into a work clothes and walked around Ji Zou.

"We're going to film a show this afternoon, how can you play at home alone?" Wang Ping was worried, "I lent you my Steam account? I bought a lot of games - what do you like to buy?"

"There is also a Jiansan account, you can buy any fashion you want, and you can take screenshots if you don't want to."

While talking, Wang Ping frantically wrote his account number for Ji Zou on the paper.

Ji Zou saw that Wang Ping wrote down the social password from the game account, and finally the bank card password was almost written out, so he stretched out his hand to pinch the paper and held it in his palm.

"I'll talk about this later." Ji Zou unfolded the paper full of account numbers and passwords, with a smile on his eyes, "I want to take a shower first."

"Okay." Wang Ping immediately threw the pen away, and went to walk away from the closet for Ji, "You can wear the clothes here as you like."

Ji Zou picked out a T-shirt and jeans, went to take a shower, dried his hair, and put a peaked cap on his head.

Ji Zou was dressed like this, Wang Ping watched Ji Zou get in the car all the way from the house, when he got in the car, he just watched Ji Zou, his leg was bumped, in exchange for Bai Yi'an's ruthless ridicule.

Bai Yi'an: "Son, my eyes are straight."

Zhou Qixuan shook his head, and asked, "Is that why I like it so much, are you sure it's him?"

"Get lost." Wang Ping patted the two of them away, went to sit next to Ji Zuo, and couldn't help asking, "Ji Zuo, why are you dressed so casually today?"

In my impression, except for the few days when I accompanied him to show coercion, Ji Zou rarely had time to wear casual clothes, and the single item of peaked cap never appeared on him.

Moreover, I usually wear black, white and grey, but today I am wearing a yellow T-shirt, which is unprecedented.

Ji Zuo thought for a while and replied, "Professional needs."

"...Professional needs?" Wang Ping didn't understand, "Isn't your profession an actor? Are you going to record a show today?"

Ji Zuo smiled, noncommittal, and patted Wang Ping on the shoulder.

Wang Ping leaned forward in a good manner, guessing that Ji Zou would have some filming later, that's why he dressed like this.

However, Wang Ping slept all the way until Ji Zuo didn't get out of the car until they reached the studio where they recorded the show.

After the car door was opened, Ji Zuo followed Turnon and his team all the way to their studio. After entering, he didn't sit down to put on makeup or anything else, but first went to get milk tea for Turnon.

Zhou Qixuan was soft-spoken, and followed Ji Zuo to get drinks together; Bai Yi'an looked at Ji Zuo's back, a little strangely, and asked Wang Ping, "Is the actor filming here today?"

"I don't know." Wang Ping raised his face and asked the makeup artist to apply liquid foundation, "No way, this booth is too small to accommodate two shows."

"Then why is the actor here?"

"Actor Ji Zou?! Is he actor Ji Zou???" Before Wang Ping could answer Bai Yi'an's question, he heard a scream from the dressing room.

A girl in a cultural shirt hurried towards Ji Zou, at a loss: "Why are you here--I, I am your fan. Are you Ji Zou's Best Actor?!"

Ji Zuo held three cups of milk tea in his hands, put the other two cups aside, and put a straw on the remaining cup, and brought it to Wang Ping's mouth.

Ji Zuo glanced tenderly at Wang Ping, who was holding his mouth full of straws, shook his head, and said to the girl, "It's not the actor."

Wang Ping raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Zou—what's wrong with this man, why is he still talking nonsense with his eyes open.

The girl also looked a little embarrassed, she was afraid that the actor would not want to disturb her, so she said that.

Ji Zou twirled his peaked cap, took away the milk tea, and said, "Today I'm just brother Wang Ping's new assistant."

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The girl was confused by the words of "little assistant", nodded, and forgot to ask for an autograph, and ran away in a daze to continue working.

Wang Ping was not much better than the little girl, and he also felt dizzy.

Wang Ping grabbed the milk tea and took another sip, his heart beating violently, he looked up at Ji Zou: "You...you just said that you are my assistant?"

"Ah."

"Then what aspects are you assisting me with?"

This is an interesting question.

Ji Zou took the milk tea cup from Wang Ping's hand, naturally took the straw that Wang Ping had drunk, and took a sip.

"What do you think about my assistant?" Ji Zuo narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking, nodded after a while, and smiled, "I can do it all."

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No matter what is allowed or not, there is room for assistants on the set, but they can't do anything shocking.

But it is precisely because there is leeway on the set that Ji Zuo has played an almost impossible assistant level in this small leeway, which is even more amazing.

Wang Ping didn't need to say a word, and he looked for the right thing with just one look.

Everyone in the studio held back KSWLKSWL's voice, but couldn't help but doubt—maybe this really isn't the actor? ? ?This friend is definitely an assistant.

Wang Ping was a little uncomfortable at first, but in the end he pushed his nose and put on his face, relying on Ji Gou to show how cool he was in front of Turnon, and stabilized the hatred.

At seven o'clock in the evening, all recordings are over.

Yan Si and Bai Yi'an had other plans, and the rest of them dispersed, Assistant Ji and Star Wang went out for dinner.

The two found a shop in Sanlitun, had dinner, and went for a walk on the street.

Suddenly Wang Ping's footsteps stopped.

In front of him, a DR ring store appeared.

Wang Ping looked at the DR store, then glanced sideways at Ji Zou.

Question: How can I buy a ring for Ji Zuo without arousing Ji Zuo's suspicion?

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This week has been so busy that I vomit blood.Cough cough cough cough cough.It's the weekend! ! ! ! !