Pick up a general at the door of the crew

"The company has terminated the contract with you?" Ji Zhou turned to look at Song Ye who was drinking Coke in the co-pilot, "Are you a homeless person?"

"Actually, it's not like the company terminated the contract with me." Song Ye took a sip of Coke and almost finished it. After taking a sip, the rest was ice. "We call it a model, but in fact, we can't even get out of the training room, that is, the kind that can be thrown out casually. Rather than waiting to be delayed there for the rest of our lives, it's better to come out on our own initiative."

"Oh." Song Ye held the Coke cup in both hands, lowered his head and said in a particularly dejected manner, "But I am indeed a vagrant now. I just moved out of the company dormitory, and I just threw my luggage at my brother's place. He is not with me. And sneaked out."

Ji Zhou put his elbows against the window, "Where's Qi Chen? Don't live with you?"

"He moved out a long time ago, and now the company favors him and rented a house for him." Song Ye hesitated for a moment and carefully turned to look at Ji Zhou's expression, "Brother Ji, in fact, Qi Chen and I used to do it together. When I was a model, I was a little friendly. Before the last show, I had no contact with him for a month..."

Ji Zhou waved his hand: "I'm not very interested in your relationship with him, well, I know what you want to say, I don't have a good impression of Qi Chen, but I don't bother to do anything about him."

Song Ye hurriedly nodded: "Understood!"

It's quite obedient and not annoying.

Ji Zhou smiled and started the car: "Where do you live now? I'll take you back."

Song Ye gave an address, and Ji Zhou knew that it was a high-end residential area, so he happened to go back with him on the way.The two left their contact information on the way, and Song Ye kept smiling silly while holding the phone.

It was not until I sent him to the place and listened to him saying thank you non-stop for about 3 minutes that I finally calmed down.

When Ji Zhou went back, he glanced at his phone. Wei Zhonghou hadn’t called him all day, probably because he was always together, and sometimes he couldn’t see anyone or hear him. It really made him feel weird. weird.

……

Wei Zhonghou looked at the almost full chessboard in front of him, nodded and stretched.

The chessboard is a real chessboard, and when he took out the tablet, Qi Song said that he had Go and could bring it over.The reason is probably because playing chess with a tablet, the two heads are put together... well, let alone put together, even if the distance between the two of them is Qi Song still has to hide back.

If Wei Zhonghou still thought his attitude was so annoying before, after playing backgammon with him a few times, he no longer has such a heart.

Qi Song admits defeat and nods when he loses, and feels as embarrassed as stealing someone's rice after winning.

In the beginning, Wei Zhonghou always wanted to slap him.

Wei Zhonghou watched Qi Song put away the chess pieces, at first he wanted to go up to help, but in the end he was so frightened that the man threw away the whole box of black chess pieces, so he couldn't get his hands on his nose.

When the doorbell rang, Qi Song happened to be putting away the chessboard. When he heard the doorbell, he looked up in a daze, and Wei Zhonghou covered his face with a script.When he took down the script in a daze, Wei Zhonghou was already leaning on the back of the sofa and frowning to read the script, and let him throw the go and chessboard under the sofa.

The doorbell was still persistent, Wei Zhonghou sighed, got up with a helpless expression and went to open the door.

"You forgot the key... who are you?"

The person at the door couldn't possibly be Ji Zhou.

"Hello~" The people outside leaned against the door frame and raised their hands to greet Wei Zhonghou. The red nails were just facing the bright red lips.The movement of raising his hand happened to raise a strand of long blond hair around his ears, and his light blue eyes narrowed slightly to look at Wei Zhonghou, "My... the hero."

"Kerry Judy, last year was named the world's sexiest actress."

Wei Zhonghou glanced at the woman sitting on the sofa in the kitchen, and said to Qi Song without looking back: "I found that the voice of any sexy woman you mentioned has confidence."

"I...I..." Qi Song "I" didn't say a complete sentence for a long time, so he simply retracted himself again, drinking lemonade with his mouth pursed.

Wei Zhonghou didn't have time to take care of Qi Song's emotions, so he frowned and said, "Why is she here?"

"Probably...probably the heroine." Qi Song whispered, and then handed the prepared lemon juice to Wei Zhonghou.Wei Zhonghou didn't even look at it, he just took a big gulp.

Qi Song: "..."

He stared at Wei Zhonghou's back for a few seconds, then obediently lowered his head and cut a lemon for a second glass of lemon juice.

Wei Zhonghou still frowned, leaning against the kitchen door: "Then why doesn't she leave?"

"I, I don't know." Qi Song inserted a slice of lemon into the rim of the cup, "This cup...give it to her."

"Why should I send it to her?" Wei Zhonghou drank the cup in his hand in one gulp, and reached for the cup that Qi Song pushed over, "This man and woman can't kiss...why are you holding the cup?"

"You..." Qi Song lowered his head and shrank his hands subconsciously when he met Shangwei Zhonghou's eyes, "You take this cup to her. I'll make it for you again."

"Stupid." Wei Zhonghou curled his lips, "Let go of your hand, and I'll send it to her. Believe anything, I admire you for being so old and yet to be betrayed."

Qi Song stared blankly at Wei Zhonghou handing the lemon juice to the woman on the sofa by holding the mouth of the cup with two fingers.

"Thank you." Carrie Judy took it with a smile, she looked up, and as soon as her eyes met Qi Song, Qi Song retracted her head. "Why doesn't he come over?"

Wei Zhonghou sat leaning on the armrest of the sofa, talking nonsense: "Shy, I have never seen such a good-looking woman."

"Really?" She took a sip of lemon juice, narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled contentedly, "Then you also saw that I was shy, that's why you stayed so far away from me?"

"No." Wei Zhonghou moved to the side again.

When Kerry Judy saw his appearance, she smiled even more with the corners of her mouth curled up, "That means I'm not good-looking?"

"No." Wei Zhonghou simply stood outside the sofa, "Miss Kai..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the laughter of the woman on the sofa. The laughter was so excited that even tears came out.It formed a sharp contrast with Wei Zhonghou standing on the side with a straight face.

"I'm sorry," Carrie Judy waved her hand with a smile after a long time. "No one has ever called me that. You can call me by my Chinese name, An Hua, Qin Qi Shu Hua."

... He probably had a big embarrassment just now.

Wei Zhonghou's facial expression was particularly bluffing and he said, "Okay, Miss An."

"Actually, my name is Ann in the script." She smiled and blinked, "Does this feel familiar?"

not at all.

Wei Zhonghou also pulled out a smile. In fact, he hasn't seen any part of the script yet.

"You look more temperamental than I imagined." An Hua rested her elbow on her chin and looked at Wei Zhonghou with a smile, "Probably this is the sense of history that director Saipan said, and I began to look forward to the next time we spend together gone."

Apart from keeping a smile and silence, Wei Zhonghou didn't know what to say at all.

An Hua could probably see his restraint, picked up the pure black handbag that was put aside and stood up, "Thank you very much for the lemon juice, it tastes very good, Mr. Ji's craftsmanship is very good."

"Mr. Ji?" Wei Zhonghou was stunned for a moment before realizing, "He is not Ji Zhou."

"Ah?" An Hua looked at the kitchen again, and after meeting Qi Song who had sneaked out his head, that head immediately shrank back. "I heard from Assistant Lin that you live with Mr. Ji Zhou, I'm sorry."

"That's Qi Song, who lives next door, and we often read scripts together." Wei Zhonghou escorted her to the door. "His craft is really good."

"Qi Song? Oh, Chu Yusheng." An Hua was stunned, "It's also cute, I came here to disturb you all of a sudden, we can play together when I have time, I have cooperated with director Saipan before, about the script or gossip or something, Anyone can find me."

An Hua raised the corner of her mouth and blinked her right eye: "I live upstairs now."

Wei Zhonghou smiled perfunctorily, pressed his hand on the doorknob, and before he could open it, he heard the sound of turning the key.

"...Miss Judy?" Ji Zhou opened the door and stared blankly at the woman in front of him, but he quickly stabilized his emotions and greeted with a smile, "Nice to meet you."

"This is Mr. Ji, right?" An Hua stretched out her hand, "You can call me by my Chinese name together with Mr. Wei, and call me An Hua."

Ji Zhou shook hands with the other party in a good manner: "Hello, Miss An."

After An Hua left, Ji Zhou entered the room and patted Wei Zhonghou on the shoulder, "Your heroine is the dream lover of men all over the world. I guessed that the director of Saipan would be so generous, and she did not disappoint me. "

"Anyway, she's not the girl of my dreams." Wei Zhonghou quietly hooked Gou Jizhou's palm from behind, "I watched the script with Qi Song all day, and my back hurts."

Qi Song heard Ji Zhou's voice and was about to come out of the kitchen when he heard Wei Zhonghou's shameless words.Slowly, slowly took two steps back.

"Shall I rub it for you?" Ji Zhou stuck his head in and smiled at Qi Song when he passed the kitchen, "Qi Song, do you think he is talking nonsense?"

"I..." Qi Song lowered his head, his voice was so low that he couldn't hear clearly, "Well, I, I'll go back and cook, you guys can eat later." Then he moved away from Ji Zhou's side little by little, He left the room with a terrified look, and the sound of closing the door was louder than usual.

When Ji Zhou turned his head to look at him, Wei Zhonghou spoke first: "He dared to call me any sexy goddess he mentioned today."

"Oh." Anyway, Ji Zhou didn't believe a word, but it was impossible for him to argue with Wei Zhonghou because of this kind of thing, but there was something that he wanted to discuss with him. "That Song Ye, do you remember?"

Wei Zhonghou thought for a while, then curled his lips: "That little fresh meat?"

"What do you think of him coming over to be your assistant?" Ji Zhou added before Wei Zhonghou changed his face, "It's just a work assistant. You won't be able to do everything yourself when you're busy, or let me do it."

Wei Zhonghou frowned: "What's the use of an assistant?"

His question was already expected by Ji Zhou: "It's okay, I'll buy you a meal, and help you record the itinerary or something. If it's done well, it will probably reach the level of Assistant Lin."

Assistant Lin... Wei Zhonghou thought about the unreliable appearance of director Saipan, and then thought about the appearance of Assistant Lin who was about to collapse after busy work.

"Then this assistant is really miserable." He sighed meaningfully, "So let that little fresh meat come!"