Mars trainee

Zuo Cheng didn't sleep well all night,? He made a bed at Wu Ye's house, and went online many times on Weibo, all of which were to spy on Xu Luyang.

It was around three o'clock in the morning when Xu Luyang called it a day. After walking through an endorser's brand site, he took out his mobile phone and saw that the notification interface of an app was replaced with a conspicuous Christmas red.

It was marked "Merry Christmas" in four big characters glittering with gold.

Xu Luyang was stunned for a moment, and then finally remembered why Zuo Cheng suddenly said today that he would wait for him at the door of the studio.

It turns out that today is Christmas,? Yesterday was Christmas Eve.

After realizing it, Xu Luyang only had regrets and remorse in his heart.

After thinking about it, he still edited a message, "Merry Christmas, I just call it a day~"

Zuo Cheng saw the message, but he didn't reply. He was wronged to death by himself, and he didn't know what he was wronged about.

Maybe it's because it's snowing today, and the blowing made him a little cold.

Zuo Cheng was depressed for a while,? Then he couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

The next day, Yang Dingfeng brought someone to pick him up, and changed him to a new house in the urban area.

From being a social animal with a salary of 5000 yuan a month to now being able to afford a house in the city center, Zuo Cheng sighed in his heart that he was finally able to temporarily get rid of the shackles of money.

This house is decorated very high-end, with a new Chinese style, simple and elegant, but a bit old-fashioned.

When Yang Dingfeng showed him the picture, Zuo Cheng immediately fell in love with it.

Yang Dingfeng was a little surprised that his vision was surprisingly consistent with that of the 80-[-]-year-old man.

At that time, the agent who bought the house immediately began to tout how good the house was. The previous owner was a centenarian, and he died here.

Zuo Cheng didn't care much about these, he pointed to the big golden drum in the living room in the 3D real picture and said, "I like this."

"Oh, this is the chamber pot that the old man used when he got up at night. It is said to be an antique from the Ming Dynasty."

Zuo Cheng: "..."

After Yang Dingfeng opened the door for him, as soon as he entered the living room, he saw a black and white portrait of the old man hanging in the center, staring at the two solemnly.

Yang Dingfeng felt that he was looked at a little bit hairy, and immediately called the real estate agent, "What's the matter with you, why is the photo of the former owner still hanging in the living room?"

"Excuse me, sir, we'll come over and pick it up for you right away."

Not long after, the property management team sent people to take the portrait away. The few people who came kept staring at Zuo Cheng who was wearing a mask, probably recognizing him.

After the portrait was taken away, I felt better.

"Please print an enlarged photo for me, frame it and hang it here." Zuo Cheng said, "Otherwise I always feel that something is missing."

Yang Dingfeng felt that there might be something wrong with his brain, so he said weakly, "Boy, dead people hang photos like that."

"Oh, let me say, that filter feels a bit strange, it's black and white." Zuo Cheng suddenly realized.

Yang Dingfeng: God damn filter...

After settling down, Zuo Cheng decided to invite Su Yang and Fu Chaoxi here to celebrate the housewarming.

But because of Christmas, the two of them were reluctant to come out, saying that the single dog stayed at home for a day and didn't want to go out.

Zuo Cheng originally wanted to take a break, but was suddenly notified that he was going on a business trip for studio shooting, and was interviewed by a magazine.

At the same time, Yang Dingfeng also gave him a nearly ten-day itinerary. Anyway, he was super invincible and busy.

Zuo Cheng sighed, then put on his coat and rushed to the airport immediately.

Because the condition is not very good today, and the makeup is not on, Zuo Cheng put on the hoodie backwards, turned the hood to the front, so that it is easy to put the mobile phone and the like, and when he sleeps on the plane, he will directly put the hat on. Just on the face.

He's such a smart little guy.

Zuo Cheng arrived at the airport and drove to the underground parking lot. He thought he was low-key enough, but unexpectedly, he ran into the station sister and fans, who were already planning to block the intersection.

As soon as they saw the car approaching, a group of people screamed and chased after it.

Zuo Cheng saw that there were still many male fans, holding gifts in his hands, and called him husband.

The act of chasing a car is really dangerous, Zuo Cheng frowned, looked at a large number of crazy little girls behind him, and asked the driver to stop and get out of the car.

"Let's stop here for a while, I'll have a few words with them." Zuo Cheng said.

Seeing the driver stop the car, the fans were ecstatic. Is the idol going to get out of the car to meet them? ! !

Zuo Cheng put on his sunglasses, glanced at them, and said sternly: "Do you know how dangerous it is for a large group of people to chase behind a car like this? Accidents are easy to happen. In case of being hit, or knocked It's all bad."

Looking at Zuo Cheng, he seemed a little angry, and the fans didn't dare to show their anger.

"I know you like me very much, but I really don't like this kind of crazy way. As my fans, I should be more rational and obey the traffic rules, can I do it?" Zuo Cheng asked.

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Zuo Cheng got into the car after speaking, and the fans behind did not catch up.

"Actually, you did a good job." Yang Dingfeng nodded and said, "In this way, if they encounter similar things in the future, they will not mess around and can manage fans well."

Zuo Cheng didn't say a word, his fans have always been very popular with passersby, because he is very strict with his fans, once he sees that the wind direction is not right, he will tell them not to do this or that, and as time goes by, everyone becomes very disciplined.

As an idol, his own behavior and language are actually subtly influencing his fans. This is what everyone calls, fans are cooked with steam.

After entering the VIP channel, Zuo Cheng was still photographed by the station sister. Because of his special shape, he was wearing a hoodie backwards, so this photo of him at the airport attracted everyone's attention.

In the picture, the proportion of the left side is very good, the legs are so long, the ripped jeans are baggy, and the gray sweater is on, and then he is looking down at the phone with a frown.

After finding out that he was being photographed, Zuo Cheng put the hat on his face directly, blocking his delicate face that was only the size of a palm.

This picture was quickly forwarded by his fans frantically, and the way of wearing the sweater backwards also became popular on the Internet.

——"Actually, it's quite trendy to wear like this."

——"After Zai Zai was photographed, he immediately put on his hat shyly and hid himself. It's just too cute hahahahaha."

——"Special wearing method to get up."

I don't know what happened, but wearing the sweater backwards suddenly became popular, and everyone was learning for a while.

Zuo Cheng got off the plane and only found out when he was interviewed by a magazine that he had invisibly brought a wave of goods.

Soon a brand owner approached him and asked him if he would like to be the endorser of sweaters.

Yang Dingfeng agreed for him, and he was a little soft when he received the endorsement recently.

The shooting of the magazine went smoothly. In fact, most of the questions asked in the interview did not require him to answer. They were all written by the editor himself. Zuo Cheng only needed to give a general idea.

However, he is still sincerely sharing his thoughts with the other party, including his own understanding of idols in the new era.

"As long as there is one person who believes in it, there is a need for idols to exist." Zuo Cheng said, "This is what a very important person said to me. When I was questioned by the whole world, it encouraged me to go on."

When the editor heard it, he immediately asked, "Who is this person?"

Zuo Cheng smiled and shook his head, "I said I wanted to protect him, so I can't tell you."

The editor continued digging, "Then is he an insider?"

Zuo Cheng remained silent, "I don't really want to tell you."

So skip this topic and go to another topic.

After finishing the interview, Zuo Cheng went to dinner with the editor and the staff, looked at his phone, and Xu Luyang sent him a message.

"What's wrong? Angry?"

It was not easy for him to get his point.

Zuo Cheng sighed, and then replied, "Are you done with your work?"

"Yeah, I'm done. How about you, where are you?"

"I'm in Shanghai." Zuo Cheng glanced at the neon lights around him and narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, there are still four hours before Christmas, I will buy a ticket to find you." Xu Luyang said, "I will arrive in about three hours and 13 minutes."

Those two will only have a 47-minute Christmas together.

Zuo Cheng said: "Forget it, you are quite tired."

Xu Luyang: "The location is sent."

Zuo Cheng sent the location of the hotel.

During the meal, they chatted all the time, only Zuo Chengxin was not listless, and looked at the time from time to time.

There has been light snow in Shanghai, cold and humid.

After eating, Zuo Cheng went back to the hotel, looked at the time, it was half an hour before midnight, and Xu Luyang hadn't come yet.

Might be missing this Christmas.

Zuo Cheng didn't expect that he would care so much about a festival, maybe it was just because Fu Chaoxi told him that this festival should be spent with the people he likes.

Because there is someone he likes, he will feel that it is significant.

Time passed minute by minute, Zuo Cheng glanced at the time, there were still 13 minutes.

A voice calling his name suddenly sounded downstairs, and Zuo Cheng saw Xu Luyang, wearing a scarf and mask, standing in the snow and waving vigorously at him.

"Zuo Cheng!"

So he immediately opened the door and ran down.

Xu Luyang's coat was covered with snow, and his nose was red from the cold, but he was smiling, his brows and eyes were so warm that they could melt all the ice and snow.

"I'm late, sorry." His voice was low.

Zuo Cheng stood in front of him and smiled, then gently patted the snowflakes on his hair, "Merry Christmas."

"There are only 10 minutes left, so I can't be happy anymore." Xu Luyang curled his lips.

Zuo Cheng looked into his eyes, "I have a question to ask you."

"What's the problem?" Xu Luyang panted, exhaling a cloud of white cold air.

Zuo Cheng's eyes reflected the light of street lamps, and he pointed to Xu Luyang's chest and asked, "Is there a place for me here?"

Xu Luyang smiled, held his hand, and put it under the coat, letting him feel his heartbeat, and said word by word: "You have always been the only one here."

Zuo Cheng pulled him over and looked into his eyes.

He is so good, so good that the whole world is not as important as him alone.

Zuo Cheng was really lucky to meet him, fortunately.

"Christmas is still 7 minutes away." Xu Luyang said, "How does Mr. Zuo plan to live?"

Zuo Cheng circled him in his arms, biting his ears and rubbing against him, "Live like this."

The passionate kiss is mixed with snowflakes, and their breaths are blended together to make wine, which is so hearty that you can only rest when you get drunk.

The author has something to say: My personal preference is to favor each other.

As long as one person reads it, it makes sense for me to write this article, woo woo.