Code of Practice

[Business Rules No. 18: Whether you look at him or not, the love in the eyes of fans is there, never leave. 】

It was only one night after leaving the broadcast conference. After Jian Qianyi and Fu An parted, he lay on the bed in the dormitory and couldn't sleep.

The boss in his dormitory went out on a trip with his girlfriend, the other one was still in the library, and he probably turned left to go to the overnight study room later, and the other one had already gone home.

So he was the only one in the dormitory tonight, in case something suddenly happened in the toilet in the middle of the night... Bah, bah, bah, I can't think about it.

Jian Qianyi quietly turned on the air conditioner, and then retracted jio under the quilt.

Well, with the constant noise of the air conditioner, even if there is a strange noise in the toilet, he can't hear it!

He thought he would be able to sleep well after thinking this way, but he woke up because of anxiety after not sleeping for a long time.

Sigh, what should I do, tomorrow is the press conference, he still doesn't know anything, he can't speak, so can he just wait for Fu An to take him to fly?

Speaking of Fu An, is he asleep now, or is he too anxious and nervous to fall asleep like himself?

Probably not, Jian Qianyi sometimes felt that Fu An was like an emotionless robot, never nervous under any circumstances.

"Alas..." Jian Qianyi sighed softly, and said, "Sure enough, I'm still too weak."

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, I have to get up early to put on makeup the next day." Jian Qianyi tried to hypnotize himself with words, so that he could go to bed early, but unfortunately, he woke up again half an hour later.

Tossing and turning on the bed, counting sheep didn't work, so he had no choice but to turn on his phone to see if there were any more hypnotic videos.

As soon as he opened it, he saw that Fu An had sent him a message an hour ago, which was a video of his cat playing with fur balls.

He clicked on it and heard Fu Anqing's cold voice saying:

"Balball, look at the camera."

"Perform one for your Brother Yiyi."

"So nice."

Jian Qianyi buried half of his face in the pillow. Ever since he knew that Fu An had a cat, he had always wanted to go to his house to pet the cat, but he never had the right time and opportunity, so Fu An would send him some cats almost every day. Cat video, how do you say that, looking for plums to quench your thirst, yes, looking for plums to quench your thirst.

He watched the video several times, and then wanted to reply to his message, but he was afraid of disturbing Fu An's rest. Watching this video from an hour ago, WeChat would not display online information.

Jian Qianyi thought about it, and came back tomorrow.

As a result, when he exited, he accidentally clicked on Fu An's profile picture, twice.

So there is one more chat interface:

"You pat Ann."

[install. :? ]

Jian Qianyi buried his whole head in the bed, he thought: ... the WeChat pat is definitely the stupidest* design! !none of them!

There was another new message from Fu An on the screen:

[install. : Why haven't you rested yet? ]

[install. : Are you nervous again? ]

[install. : Can't sleep? ]

Jian Qianyi poked out a pair of eyes from under the quilt, then stretched out her hand, and typed a reply:

[There are many joys in the world: um...a little nervous]

[install. :oh. ]

[There are many joys in the world: Why didn't you sleep? ]

[install. : My stomach hurt from eating briquettes at night, and now I am in a pet hospital. ]

Seeing this, Jian Qianyi directly sent a voice saying:

[There are many joys in the world:))) 15s' [What's wrong with the briquette, is it okay now, what did the doctor say, it won't be an operation, right? 〕]

Immediately afterwards, Fu An also sent him a voice message saying:

[install. :))) 5s'〔It's okay, just take medicine. 〕]

[install. :))) 6s'〔Go home after picking up the medicine, go to sleep. 〕]

Jian Qianyi hesitated for a moment, then he typed:

[There are many joys in the world: I just can’t sleep...I sleep alone in the dormitory, it’s so boring, I just wanted to chat with you]

[There are many joys in the world: Then you should be busy first, take care of the briquettes! ]

[There are many joys in the world: See you tomorrow! ]

After typing these few lines, Jian Qianyi put down his cell phone, and pressed his two temples with his index fingers. He was going to use his thoughts to force himself to fall asleep quickly.

Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for his thought power, he waited for Fu An's voice call.

Jian Qianyi hurriedly took out the headset, and then connected the voice call that Fu An had played to him.

The two said at the same time:

"Hey?"

Jian Qianyi spoke first, "Have you finished picking up the medicine?"

Fu An whispered "Mm", the signal on his side was not very good, Jian Qianyi could only hear the general idea.

"It's almost ready, and I'm getting the medicine."

"Oh... is that hospital far from your rental house?"

Fu An said: "It's not far, just walk there."

"Oh..." Jian Qianyi didn't know what to say, but heard a few cat meows, and then heard Fu An say:

"Balball, be good, don't bite my earphones."

Jian Qianyi smiled and said, "The little guy still has the strength to bite his earphones."

"It's so lively, it's like having ADHD," Fu said.

Then Fu An paused and said, "It's quite similar to you."

"Me?" Jian Qianyi wrinkled his nose and said, "How can I have it?"

A low laugh came from the earphones, and Jian Qianyi heard someone from Fu An's side calling him to get the medicine, and there was an unclear sentence: "Are you on the phone with your girlfriend? You two have a really good relationship."

Fu An briefly explained: "He's a man."

As a result, that person seemed to have misunderstood: "Oh, I'm sorry, you and your boyfriend have such a good relationship!"

Lying on Jian Qianyi's bed in a daze, being treated as Fu An's "boyfriend"... This is too... too indescribable.

Jian Qianyi picked up the remote control of the air conditioner, lowered the temperature in the room a little more, and then buried herself in the blanket like burying a sweet potato.

His face was bright red, and Fu An was explaining to the doctor or someone else through the headset: "It's my friend calling, it's okay, no need to apologize, I have a good relationship with him."

"Yes, thank you doctor."

During this period, Jian Qianyi didn't say a word, pretending to be asleep.

After a while, Fu An asked in a low voice:

"have you slept?"

He waited for a few minutes, but did not hear Jian Qianyi's reply, and finally he said:

"Good night, sweet dreams."

He hung up the voice call.

Only one sweet potato was left under the blanket, and I continued to toss and turn, having trouble falling asleep.

The next day, the production team launched the press conference, and they were in the dressing room backstage.

The makeup artist sister has grown up, she will no longer be obsessed with why she stays up late, she will only skillfully open the concealer tray and start toning.

Jian Qianyi was a little haggard and a little dazed.

I feel that I am about to become a fairy and step into the fairy court.

Director Li, who came in to inspect the work, saw him like this, frowned and said to the makeup artist: "Give him more blush, his complexion is too pale, and those who don't know think that our crew abused the actors."

Jian Qianyi smiled at Director Li and said, "Good morning, Director Li."

"Good morning, little Jane, don't be nervous today, just perform normally." Director Li came over and patted Jian Qianyi on the shoulder and said, "Come on!"

After a while he came in again and asked Jian Qianyi, "Has Fu An arrived yet?"

Jian Qianyi opened his mouth wide: "Huh? Is he not here yet? I'll give him a call."

Director Li felt that something was wrong, so he said, "Call him a few more times, and I'll find some people to go directly to his house to look for him. This guy must have overslept."

Jian Qianyi, who was getting her hair done, hurriedly turned on her mobile phone to call Fu An. After six or seven calls, no one answered, and the last one finally got through.

Jian Qianyi asked anxiously: "Fu An? Where are you? Why don't you answer our calls? Director Li and the others are all looking for you! Are you going to this venue??"

"Hello? Hello?"

From time to time, there were a few noises on the other end of the phone, and after a minute, Fu An said, "It's almost there, right away."

Jian Qianyi told the stylist that he would come back later, and then ran out of the dressing room to tell Director Li, but as soon as he went out, he saw Fu An limping in, with his right ankle still oozing out Bleeding.

"Fu...Fu An?? What's wrong with you?!"

"Your foot hurt?"

Seeing Jian Qianyi running towards him, Fu An frowned and thought for a while, and he said:

"It's okay, just a scratch."

"Riding a bicycle on the road, I collided with a motorcycle that was turning a red light, and my foot was scratched. It's okay." Seeing Jian Qianyi's worried expression, Fu An added a little more.

Unexpectedly, after saying this, Jian Qianyi, who knelt down to check his injuries, frowned even deeper.

At this time, Director Li also rushed over, and he said, "Xiao Fu, what's wrong with your foot?"

Jian Qianyi stood up, and he said to Director Li with a serious face: "Director Li, let's take Fu An to the hospital."

Just as Director Li was about to nod his head, he heard Fu An say, "No, it's just a little bloodshed. I can't drag the progress of the crew because of me..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Director Li and said, "Nonsense! Look at the injury on your leg. Could it be up to you? Xiaojie, call the driver right away and take Fu An to a nearby hospital for a checkup." , and then let someone notify all the invited media that the noon press conference will be postponed for an hour."

Screenwriter Niu also rushed over. She is actually a screenwriter who changed jobs midway from a medical student.

She asked Fu An to sit down first, then cut open the trouser legs with scissors, and checked to see if any bones were injured. If any bones and joints were injured, he must be sent to the doctor.

A group of people surrounded Fu An, and Jian Qianyi was so nervous that he pinched the hem of his white shirt into a ball.

After screenwriter Niu checked carefully, she said: "You are lucky, kid. It's really just scratched skin, but there are a lot of broken skin."

She asked her assistant to buy some bandages and alcohol, patted Fu An on the shoulder and said, "Don't pretend to be so strong every time, you can't get rid of all poisons, sometimes you can rely on others moderately."

Jian Qianyi then said: "That's right, that's right, you can't be arrogant!"

Fu An stared at Jian Qianyi, smiled and said:

"Then you have to grow up quickly, let me rely on you."

Jian Qianyi said unconvinced: "Why are you talking to your elder brother!"

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