chatter [entertainment]

Mao, after thinking twice, decided to believe the old saying - curiosity killed the cat.He is still young and wants to live a few more years.

Brother Tian coughed: "Forget it, don't watch it, I believe you."

Except for Schell, whose mind was drifting away, the remaining three people were slightly disappointed.Pan Yue stared at Brother Tian's back with big eyes, wishing he could hold the horn and shout into Brother Tian's ear: "Don't be cowardly!"

Brother Tian just turned around to continue discussing this matter with Qiao Yufan, when he caught Pan Yue's eyes.

Brother Tian: ...

Pan Yue: ...I want to cry.

Brother Tian moved his lips, and then the phone in his pocket started to yelp, exactly the same as in the massage parlor just now.

He didn't panic so much now, and glared at Pan Yue again before taking out his phone.

It's still the broker group, and it's still Li Pei.

Li Pei: Pictures

Li Pei: Pictures

Li Pei: It's too late, let's prepare for a protracted battle.

Li Pei: Come on [hold fists] [hold fists] [hold fists]

Brother Tian clicked on the picture, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed.

"Huh!"

Except for Wu Fuyang, the four people surrounded him with their heads poking around, and they were also shocked.

"Fuck?! Chen Jiunian cheated? Isn't he over 60?"

"My God! Liang Yun, the pillar of Huayutai, posted pornographic photos?!"

"Oh my god! Jiamu once said on the trumpet that he would quit the circle."

……

After reading one by one, Brother Tian's nervousness was completely gone, he is a frightening big melon in the entertainment industry!

Five people got together to eat melons and had a great time.

Xie Er looked at it for a while, then thought of Wu Fuyang's trumpet again, and felt that these melons were not sweet anymore, so he turned his head to look at Wu Fuyang who was still half leaning against the door.

Wu Fuyang was flustered right now, and had a very bad premonition.The last time he felt this way was when he was a child, and then he fell down the stairs and passed out for two days.

Shel came over and looked at him from below, half bent.

Seeing his obvious boredom, Shell smiled lightly, reached out and tapped his forehead, and said, "What's wrong with our Yangyang?"

A group of them were all wearing pajamas, got up from the bed in the middle of the night and stood in the corridor for a long time, the heat from the bed was gone long ago.

Although Xie Er didn't feel cold at the moment, his fingers were also cold.

With slightly cool fingertips on his forehead, Wu Fuyang's irritated mind flickered, and he lowered his eyes to look at Xie Er's smiling eyes.

It was a familiar feeling that the little urge that had been born in the stairwell came out again, but now it was more overwhelming than ever.

Pan Yue and the others were still looking at the New Melon Illustrated Book, exclaiming one sentence after another in the corridor, and then floated around Wu Fuyang and the others.

"Who is this person?"

"Which one? Oh, it seems to be the captain of a men's team."

"Is it very red?"

"No, I heard that it became popular for a few days when it debuted, and then became confused again. Recently, I heard that it disbanded."

"No way! Then the person who made trouble even posted his trumpet? What is he trying to do?"

"He's so bored that he stabbed so many people's trumpets, it's not surprising that he did anything."

Xie Er's hand has been retracted, and the man stood upright and stood in front of him.Wu Fuyang was so irritable that he wanted to hit someone at the moment, he squeezed his fingers, and the crisp sound of his fingers eased his emotions a little.

After snapping all ten fingers, he still wanted to hit someone.

Wu Fuyang frowned, and began to think about whether his trumpet might really be picked up.

Even the [-]th line is inside...

But he didn't write anything. When it was exposed, everyone felt as incredible as Brother Tian and the others.

Moreover, he actually couldn't understand why everyone was so surprised. He just kept a small diary on Weibo and occasionally complained about Shell.

Can't it?

Seeing the irritability and seriousness on his face, Shell couldn't help smiling.Then he stretched out his hand to him, coaxing a child and said: "Hey, I will lend you my brother's hand."

Wu Fuyang looked up at him for a while, and his frown relaxed a little.

Seeing that he was not moving, Xie Er raised his hands and shook them in front of his eyes, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Are you really not pressing?"

The light in the hallway was warm white, and it shone very warmly on Schell's furry beige pajamas.The blush from when she was in the stairwell was gone, and her face was white and delicate.

It looks soft, and feels like it can sink in with a poke.Wu Fuyang moved his finger, but in the end he still didn't lift it up, and snorted lightly: "Don't press it."

Xie Er was not annoyed, instead he leaned over with a smile, and asked with his eyes bent: "Then, can we, Yang Yang, tell brother what is written in the trumpet?"

With a long ending sound, the pronunciation also has a bit of coquettish meaning.This is the method Xie Er used to deal with Wu Fuyang, or to coax Wu Fuyang's petty emotions.

Listening to Shelby's female teacher who was the best at coaxing children in kindergarten, Wu Fuyang pursed his lips slightly.He doesn't know when it will start, and Shell will always use this tone to comfort him at the right time.And he didn't know when, he became used to being comforted by him like this.

Wu Fuyang wants to say that he has written a lot of scolding words about you, and you will be angry after hearing this.But all he could say was, "No."

Shell leaned forward again, and asked unwillingly, "Is it really not possible?"

Wu Fuyang was taken aback by Shell's sudden approach. He leaned back slightly, then stretched out his hand to push Shell's head back, and said with a wooden face, "You know all about it."

Shell was taken aback: "I know? How would I know?"

Wu Fuyang used a little strength to push him back slightly, then swayed back.

When he retracted his hand, he brushed the messy hair by him, and his tone was still impatient: "The diary is about life, aren't you always there?"

Wu Fuyang's life began when he could not remember anything, and Xie Er was always there.

Xie Er was stunned for a moment, and Wu Fuyang's words reminded him of so many days from childhood to adulthood.

Diary diary, remember is life.And he actually became the life in another person's diary.He inadvertently, truly and satisfactorily occupied Wu Fuyang's life so far.

Xie Er returned to his senses and smiled. If he was just curious about what Wu Fuyang would write in his diary, now he is eager to know.I want to know if there will be him in the diary, and what he looks like in the diary.

"Then since I know everything, can I take a look?" Shell asked excitedly with his eyes shining.

"No." Wu Fuyang replied very simply, almost without thinking.

He seems to have never had any thoughts other than this answer, and he clearly knows that the things he wrote are trivial things or straightforward complaints, which are things that Schell has experienced with him most of the time.Schell is even another party, another protagonist of the diary.

The complaints are almost all what he often said to Shell in reality.However, he just didn't want others to know, especially Shell.

It's not because of the universality of privacy, since he posted on Weibo, even if it's a small account that no one pays attention to, some unknown people who don't know their gender and know nothing will see it.

He didn't know why.

"Then can I see what you hid last time you brought to the show?"

When Wu Fuyang said this, his tone was very cold, as if carrying the wind outside.He wanted Shell to get rid of this idea, but he couldn't think of a good way, so he could only try to make him push himself and others, and implement it in depth-don't do to others what you don't want.

Xie Er shut up, there is no way for Wu Fuyang to see this thing.But he also understands that this is a pit, and if he jumps in, he will never mention the diary to him again.

Fighting openly and secretly with him, you coming and going with me for 20 years, relying on his understanding of Wu Fuyang, Xie Er rationally analyzed the degree of attraction to Wu Fuyang from the things he hid beside the bed and the diary.

The diary must be more important.

Shell blinked, pretending not to care, and said casually, "Okay, do you want to watch it now? Shall I get it for you?"

Wu Fuyang looked at him, not expecting him to give in so easily.I usually see him hiding things tightly, but when I was recording a program last time, I accidentally touched the suitcase where he was hiding his things, and he was so scared that he jumped up on the spot.

Then he realized that Shell was bombing him.

He sneered softly: "Are you sure? If I'm sure, I'll get it myself."

Choked back by him, Shell blinked his eyes and hesitated to speak.

He clearly knew that he was playing tricks just like himself, but he was really stuck here.Not giving up is not enough, and giving up is not reconciled.

Seeing Xie Er's expression, Wu Fuyang's bad taste, suppressed by irritability, came up again.He took half a step back, making a gesture to get it.

Shell was startled, reached out and hugged his waist, held him back from going to the room, and pulled him out at the same time.

Wu Fuyang was just making a gesture, and he didn't use any strength at all. After being pulled by him like this, he bumped back and was hugged firmly by Xie Er.

"Don't go! I won't look at it."

Shell hugged him, chin resting on his shoulder.

Qiao Yufan just saw a funny person and wanted to tell Pan Yue next to him, but he just took a picture when he was attracted by the facade and lead singer of their team behind.

Pan Yue followed his line of sight and laughed out loud, roaring and screaming while laughing.

Hearing Pan Yue's yelling, Brother Tian and the others also turned their heads.The four people had four faces and two expressions. Pan Yue and the others had a face of laughter, while Brother Tian had a face of shock and bewilderment.

Wu Fuyang himself stopped the action of pulling Xie Er off, and for some reason, under the watchful eyes of a group of people, he even put his hand on Xie Er's waist connivingly.

As if by accident.

Seeing his action, Brother Tian's sense of disobedience grew stronger and stronger.