Pick up a general at the door of the crew

"Can you not tear down my station in public?" After the show was finally recorded, Ji Zhou found Wei Zhonghou who had been waiting for him backstage, and bumped him on the shoulder with a smile. "Didn't it be agreed that I would wear slippers, pajamas and a mask and go downstairs to the supermarket to buy groceries?"

"You haven't bought vegetables before." Wei Zhonghou dismantled him solemnly, "I did the only grocery shopping at home. And am I wrong? You are lazy if you know how to cook, and you are lazy after eating. I touched my stomach and said I was stuffed to death, but I just ate two bowls, and I didn't want to move after taking a bath, and I was very greedy..."

Ji Zhou stretched out his hand and gently pulled his hair: "Okay, you didn't pay attention to the host's expression just now, she has been laughing at me, you know?"

Unexpectedly, Ji Zhou's joke immediately made Wei Zhonghou stern: "Who is laughing at you?"

Seeing him like this, Ji Zhou didn't know what kind of thoughts he was holding. He shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression: "A lot of people, you didn't see that they all laughed after you finished speaking just now. Next, the host asked you what did you say?" As soon as the answer was answered, someone laughed."

Wei Zhonghou stared at Ji Zhou's appearance for a few seconds, and then said lightly: "...I always thought they were laughing at me."

"what?"

"It's the first time I've been on this kind of program, and I thought you were all laughing because I said something wrong." Wei Zhonghou thought about it and nodded, "That's right, you're laughing too."

"...Entertainment shows, why do you think about entertaining others when you haven't even entertained yourself?" This big hat made Ji Zhou feel that he had to redeem it, "Besides, I can't be expressionless, everyone is laughing at me for being so abrupt. .”

Although the general seemed to answer with a blank face throughout the whole process, it was indeed quite funny amidst all the grins.

Of course, Ji Zhou would not say such words in front of Wei Zhonghou.

"Brother Wei! So it's your first time on this show!"

this voice?Ji Zhou turned his head and looked over, the person who spoke was quite familiar, it was the kid Qi Chen invited over.Qi Chen left as soon as the show ended, but he didn't expect this person to stay.

Song Ye noticed Ji Zhou's eyes, and hurriedly bowed and nodded, his voice trembling because of nervousness: "Hello, Brother Ji! My name is Song Ye, and I'm Qi... a model in Haoqing's model training room?"

Ji Zhou stretched out his hand and nodded with a smile: "Hello."

"Ah hello!" Song Ye didn't know where to put his hands because of Ji Zhou's normal handshake, wishing to hold both hands, "Brother Ji, I really like you, so you, can you Sign me up?"

"Of course." Ji Zhou withdrew his hand, and he could see that the man in front of him was very nervous, and his palms were sweaty after just holding it for a few seconds.But he can also talk, and it's not so stupid to think of using Qi Chen's name to get close to him.

He watched Song Ye go to borrow paper and pen from the photographer at the side, but was suddenly pulled by the collar by the person behind him.

Ji Zhou tilted his head in doubt and looked over: "General?"

"What's so interesting!" Wei Zhonghou lowered his voice with a cold face, "Is he just that kind of little fresh meat?!"

——Forgive Ji Zhou, he can't keep up with the current brain circuit of the general.

Ji Zhou's silence was interpreted by Wei Zhonghou as another meaning, his voice was lowered and his expression was colder.He looked at Song Ye with almost harsh eyes, and what he said seemed to pop out from between his teeth: "The legs are not as long as mine, but they are whiter than mine and look tenderer than me. Is it the kind of little fresh meat that Mu Jin said that he hooked up with you if he had nothing to do?"

These words turned around in his head, and Ji Zhou laughed: "General, are you jealous?"

Wei Zhonghou glared at him: "Sign it, sign it! Why are you holding hands, you're talking!"

Ji Zhou explained with a smile: "That's a handshake, etiquette."

It's okay if he doesn't explain, but when Wei Zhonghou explained it, he became angry: "I don't care about etiquette! He even said he likes you! Is this kid trying to turn the world upside down in front of me?!"

It's really... Ji Zhou turned his face to the side to put away the obvious smile, then turned around and slowly comforted him: "There are many people who like me, and he is a kind of, um, admiration for me! It's just like in the western restaurant before. Didn't the waiter also say that he liked me very much?"

"That's different." Wei Zhonghou refused to compare the two points together and said, "You didn't like me back then, and I didn't care who liked you. It's different now. Now that we are together, this kid is still Unscrupulously challenge me!"

"General." Ji Zhou patted him on the shoulder amusedly, "If you eat this vinegar a few more times, our family will only have sour food."

Wei Zhonghou turned his face away and ignored him.

Only then did Ji Zhou smile and wave to Song Ye who had already got the pen and paper but hadn't come over.

"Brother Ji!" Song Ye handed over the pen and smiled a little foolishly, "I saw you guys talking before, so I didn't have the nerve to come here."

"It's okay." Ji Zhou signed his name neatly, handed over the signature paper, and smiled at Song Ye habitually.

Wei Zhonghou squinted his eyes: "Cough!"

Before Ji Zhou could open his mouth, he saw Song Ye turned sideways and handed over the paper: "Brother Wei, please sign for me too!"

Looking at the piece of paper in front of him, Wei Zhonghou first expressed his silence, then turned to look at Ji Zhou.

With Ji Zhou's acquiescence, he signed his name, and he didn't know if it was intentional, but drew a "careful" between the two names.As a result, he was stunned by his inexplicable girlish heart just after painting, his expression changed again and again, and he threw the paper back to Song Ye abruptly.

The paper was light and fluffy, and Song Ye didn't think there was anything wrong with Wei Zhonghou's attitude, so he caught it carefully.

Then his eyes widened, this expression gave Wei Zhonghou the urge to snatch the paper back and destroy the evidence.

Fortunately, Song Ye said slowly afterwards: "Brother Wei, your writing is so beautiful."

As a rare general among generals who can write, the general straightened up inexplicably, and glanced at Ji Zhou by the way.

He didn’t know if Ji Zhou received this look, but Song Ye immediately came to his senses and said, “Of course Brother Ji’s signature is also pretty, it’s the word Wei Ge...I’m not very good at talking, nothing else. mean."

Seeing that the man was about to cry, Ji Zhou smiled nonchalantly: "You have good eyesight, he is indeed better at writing than me."

"Then I..." Song Ye looked at Ji Zhou, hesitating a little, "Brother Ji, are you leaving now?"

"Yeah." In fact, if he hadn't delayed for so long, Ji Zhou and Wei Zhonghou should have left by now.He originally planned to go to the car dealership to have a look at the car, and slowly waited for the general's fame to rise, and the two of them couldn't always take a taxi when they went out.

Song Ye hesitated and still didn't finish his words, Wei Zhonghou got impatient: "It's so late, are you going or not?"

Song Ye was frightened by this sentence, and the first movement of his hands was to hug his head. After realizing what he had done, he put down his hands and blushed, "I want to ask, can we go together?" go out?"

Visually, is it 50 meters from their position to the door?

"You're very funny." Ji Zhou patted Wei Zhonghou on the shoulder to calm him down before he spoke, and smiled reassuringly at Song Ye who was two steps away from them, "Let's go."

Wei Zhonghou originally walked in front with Ji Zhou, but somehow he thought of something and looked back at Song Ye: "How old are you?"

Song Ye, who hadn't figured it out, was stunned: "Ah? 21."

Looking at Wei Zhonghou's expression, Ji Zhou vaguely felt that he had touched something. As expected, Wei Zhonghou stopped and turned to look at Song Ye seriously: "Don't call me brother."

"Ah?" Song Ye's heart thumped, trying to remember where he had offended this master.

Wei Zhonghou didn't care what he was thinking now, he emphasized: "I'm only twenty, don't call me brother, call me old."

At the side, Ji Zhou wanted to understand his reason, so he couldn't hold back, and turned his head to smile.

He didn't know that Wei Zhonghou was so obsessed with "Little Fresh Meat" before. He never counted the length of his legs, but now he even cares about his age.But among the three people present, he now knew what Wei Zhonghou meant, but Song Ye didn't.

Song Ye was about to cry now, he thought about how many times he yelled 'Brother Wei' along the way, and wanted to hit the wall and faint.In particular, Wei Zhonghou was probably due to his temperament, which always gave people the illusion that he would play big names and hit people in the next second.

Looking at Song Ye's expression, Ji Zhou could imagine what the other party was thinking, and quickly patted Wei Zhonghou on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't scare people for nothing."

"Am I scary?" Wei Zhonghou expressed dissatisfaction, and asked for the opinion of Song Ye, the only remaining audience member present, but the feedback from the other party made him frown, "Don't shake, it's like I can hit you .”

Song Ye looked at Ji Zhou begging for help: Is it really impossible?

I don't know whether Song Ye is pretending to be stupid or really stupid, Ji Zhou smiled and nodded to him and said: "He doesn't mean anything else, you don't need to think too much, well, we have something to do, goodbye."

Song Ye paused, only to realize that they had just walked through the gate of the TV station.

Seeing Ji Zhou and the others turn around and leave, Song Ye couldn't help but raised his voice slightly and said, "Brother Ji, I really think you are very nice!"

Ji Zhou didn't look back, it was Wei Zhonghou who did.

Song Ye trembled subconsciously: "...Brother Wei, ah no! Mr. Wei, you are also very nice! Your handwriting is also very good-looking!"

Ji Zhou heard Wei Zhonghou turned his head and muttered in a low voice: "It's not too bad."

He knew that Wei Zhonghou Bacheng told him this on purpose, so he didn't continue to respond to this topic, but smiled: "Guess how many bad things that little white flower Qi Chen said about me in front of him? "

"I don't think he dares to say bad things." Wei Zhonghou turned his head sideways, "At most, he said that you have a bad temper, and the former is the same as the latter, but Song Ye has his own. Thoughts, know to see for yourself.”

"Who's the kid?" It's okay if he didn't say anything, but he couldn't help laughing when he mentioned Ji Zhou, "You are one year younger than everyone else, and you still say others are younger?"

Wei Zhonghou's resolute attitude is very reasonable: "In case he really thinks he is a fresh meat!"

Funny and helpless, Ji Zhou reached out to stop a taxi and said, "You hate Xiao Xianrou so much, let's eat fresh meat wontons tonight."

Regarding food, especially foodies who have been taboo for several days after surgery, the general did not comment, but got into the car a little faster than usual.

Ji Zhou, who was squeezed in by him abruptly, lowered his hat and said with a smile, "Driver, go to the car dealership in the north of the city."