I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

The atmosphere of silence between the two lasted for a while before it was broken by low voices from the audience.

Hearing the sound, Cen Xiao slightly raised his eyes to look at the number.

After a pause, he suppressed the corner of his mouth that was about to turn up, and rescued Fu Zhun: "I'm sorry, I dropped the precious brooch that Mr. Fu borrowed."

"I will pay Mr. Fu a new one later."

He just broke the topic, Fu Zhun's heart beat faster because his precious brooch was dropped, not because of other people.

After a moment of silence, Fu Zhun saw what he meant, snorted softly, picked up the brooch and blew the ashes on it, and said calmly, "It's not necessary, as long as Teacher Cen Xiao is not tripped."

Cen Xiao smiled imperceptibly, turned around and stepped down.

It wasn't until the second round of female guests' tests were over that the two of them finally had time to relax.

After stepping down, Cen Xiao told Sun Zuoqiao, "Don't worry about me, I'll go back by myself later."

As soon as the words fell, Sun Zuoqiao's face became very complicated, a little joking and a little ache: "Brother, are you going back by yourself or with someone else?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

After stopping for a while, Cen Xiao glanced at him, but didn't speak.

On the other hand, Sun Zuoqiao was not at ease: "Brother, you should restrain yourself recently. Teacher Meng calls me every day to ask me about your situation. If this goes on like this, I won't be able to handle it anymore."

After a pause, he glanced at Cen Xiao's face, swallowed his saliva, and continued bravely: "And you didn't see the barrage of the live broadcast just now, those people's words of tigers and wolfs... unexpectedly someone knocked you and Fu Do you know the teacher's CP?!"

Hearing this, Cen Xiao was taken aback for a moment, inexplicably feeling a little funny.

But when he thought of Meng Zhen, he sighed instead and waved his hands impatiently: "I see, I was just joking with Mr. Fu just now."

"This joke is too scary." Sun Zuoqiao muttered in a low voice: "You will split the door of the cabinet from the inside."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Seeing that Cen Xiao's face had obviously darkened, Sun Zuoqiao didn't dare to talk about it again, and changed the subject on his own, "By the way, brother, there is something important, Mr. Meng picked up a travel variety show for you, called "The World Is So Big"."

"She said that you don't have to go to other things recently, but you must go to this one."

Hearing that Meng Zhen started to intervene in his work again, Cen Xiao couldn't help but frowned: "When will it be recorded? Where will it be? How long will it be?"

"Traveling around the world will last about two months." Sun Zuoqiao thought for a while, "As for when to record it, it will probably take a while."

"Can't you not go?" Cen Xiao was really not interested in this kind of variety show that made his private life public.

Hearing his reluctance, Sun Zuoqiao scratched his head, showing embarrassment: "I guess it's not very good. This variety show has been very popular in the past few seasons. Teacher Meng has been fighting for the guest spot for this season for a long time."

"And..." Thinking of Meng Zhen's angry appearance, Sun Zuoqiao felt a little creepy: "And it's very difficult for Teacher Meng to be angry, brother, you know that too."

Sighing, Cen Xiao nodded perfunctorily: "Got it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Sun Zuoqiao's cell phone vibrate suddenly.

Sun Zuoqiao took out his mobile phone, only to realize that it was Cen Xiao's that rang.

"Brother, you have a message." Guessing that this message is likely to be from Fu Zhun, Sun Zuoqiao threw the phone to him and then turned and ran away.

Before leaving, I still didn’t forget to remind him: “Also, bro, Mr. Fu’s car is really too flamboyant, be careful when you get into his stolen car!”

While reading the news, Cen Xiao waved to him, signaling him to leave quickly.

After glancing at the message from Fu Zhun, Cen Xiao quietly went to the parking lot as he said.

He thought that Fu Zhun was still driving that flamboyant wine red sports car today, but he went around the parking lot but couldn't find the car.

It wasn't until Fu Zhun couldn't stand it anymore and honked his horn at him that Cen Xiao realized that Fu Zhun had changed cars today.

He stopped, turned around and walked towards the very low-key ordinary car, knocked on the window, and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, is it convenient for me to take a car?"

Fu Zhun rolled down the car window, raised his eyebrows and said in cooperation, "I'm more picky."

"But if it's Teacher Cen, it's not impossible."

"Okay." Cen Xiao snorted, walked around to the co-pilot's seat and sat in, "Why did you change cars?"

"Didn't you think you found a low-key boyfriend?" Fu Zhun clicked his tongue, recalling the way Cen Xiao teased him on stage just now, he couldn't help muttering: "Who knows more than me..."

"Wait." Sensing that he took advantage of the opportunity to turn himself around, Cen Xiao suddenly turned his head solemnly and corrected his words: "It's Pao. Friends, don't make our relationship too complicated."

Fu Zhun: "..."

Hearing that he made the distinction so clearly, Fu Zhun said unhappily: "During the live broadcast just now, I was still on the stage destroying my innocence, and when I got off the stage, I turned my face and refused to recognize anyone."

"You're clearly kicking me out of the closet by yourself, and then going back in as if nothing happened."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Coughing twice in embarrassment, Cen Xiao inexplicably felt that what Fu Zhun said seemed to be true, but he didn't want to admit it, so he could only quibble: "Who knew this bracelet is so mysterious."

After finishing speaking, Cen Xiao didn't wait for Fu Zhun to speak, and continued to pin the pot on Fu Zhun's head: "Besides, it's enough for you to be as calm as water?"

"What the hell?" It happened to be a red light ahead, Fu Zhun stopped the car slowly, frowned in disbelief, and turned to look at Cen Xiao: "The heart is like still water?"

"Then why are you seducing me on stage?" Fu Zhun curled his lips in disbelief.

Seeing this, Cen Xiao sighed angrily and amusedly: "Yes yes yes, my fault."

Seeing that the countdown to the red light was not over yet, he took the opportunity to lean over and peck Fu Zhun on the cheek: "Mr. Fu is generous and still angry with me?"

"I," Fu Zhun was a little dazed by his kiss, and said after being dazed for a while, "I'm not angry."

Inexplicably coaxed, Fu Zhun started the car again, and whispered: "I just checked Weibo, and we seem to be on the trending list again."

"Just go up." Cen Xiao said indifferently, leaning back on the chair with his eyes closed.

After pausing for half a second, he opened his eyes and looked at Fu Zhun as if he suddenly remembered something: "Does your family mind?"

"To tell the truth." Fu Zhun pondered for a moment, and said truthfully: "My mother doesn't mind, but my father does."

After a pause, he suddenly changed the subject: "But what he said at home doesn't count, he has to listen to my mother."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Originally, Cen Xiao was still thinking about what he should do, but he was amused by this sudden turning point: "That uncle is really a good man."

After a moment of silence, Fu Zhun glanced at him secretly, and asked cautiously, "What about Auntie?"

"My mother?" Cen Xiao took out a cigarette and lit it with a little irritability, and exhaled, "My mother quite minds."

Seeing Fu Zhun's obvious depression, Cen Xiao reached out and poked the corner of his mouth, "But what she said doesn't count, I'm such an adult, can I still listen to her?"

"Can it be the same?" Fu Zhun recalled Meng Zhen's attitude towards him before, and he was not very happy: "Auntie didn't like me before."

Hearing this, Cen Xiao paused, and suddenly realized that Meng Zhen didn't seem to know that Fu Zhun was the son of President Fu of Xingyuan Entertainment.

Slightly stunned, he asked curiously: "Did you hide your identity too well? Why do I feel that not many people seem to know that you are Mr. Fu?"

"It's not hidden, it's just that it hasn't been mentioned much outside." Fu Chuan really didn't need to hide it: "They didn't match up."

Seeing a large supermarket not far ahead, Fu Zhun changed the subject and suddenly asked, "What's for dinner? Can you cook?"

"No." Cen Xiao lied without blushing, "Will you?"

"Yes." Fu Zhun took the bait as soon as he lied, "Can I gain points from my aunt if I know how to cook?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

He twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly, not knowing whether to be angry or to laugh, and finally sighed: "You just need to add points to me."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chin towards the large supermarket: "Go there, buy some food and let me try Mr. Fu's craftsmanship?"

However, Mr. Fu's craftsmanship is so strong that it can simply fill the stomach.

To say he can cook is an exaggeration.

Not to mention bonus points, it would be good if no points were deducted.

Cen Xiao looked at the dishes on the table that had no color, aroma, and was speechless for a while.

However, Fu Zhun deliberately looked at him eagerly: "Why don't you eat?"

"Why don't I eat, do you really have no idea?" Cen Xiao looked at him shamelessly: "Do you really know how to cook?"

"Who can't cook it well?" Fu Zhun replied confidently, "You can eat it when it's cooked."

Cen Xiao: "..."

He really shouldn't have any expectations of Jingui's Xiao Fu.

After a moment of silence, he started to order takeaway with his mobile phone.

Fu Zhun also knew that he had overturned his car this time, so he sat aside and whispered, "I want to eat hot pot."

"Yeah." Cen Xiao shook his head and smiled while ordering takeaway, "If you don't know how to cook, it's fine to say no? I don't know how to eat you."

"Don't you want to become a regular?" Fu Zhun glanced at him angrily, "I'm afraid you won't become a regular if I say no."

"Don't worry." Cen Xiao quickly ordered the takeaway, raised his eyes to look at him, and said in a serious tone, "I won't forward it to you if you know it."

Fu Zhun: "..."

Because of these words, Cen Xiao really had a miserable night.

He buried his head in the pillow in a daze, and after a while, he turned his head back, and said in a cool tone, "Go back to your own house after a while."

"Why?" Fu Zhun looked at him innocently, "What's wrong with me?"

While speaking, he still moved forward nonchalantly.

Cen Xiao couldn't help snorting at the sudden collision.

He ground his teeth and said intermittently: "You are fine everywhere."

"It's just that I'm not well."

Hearing this, Fu Zhun blinked at him innocently, "Are you sure?"

He lowered his head and leaned closer to Cen Xiao's ear, and said in a low voice, "Brother just now clearly..."

"Shut up." Cen Xiao turned his head to avoid his hot breath, and gave him a warning look.

However, Fu Zhun leaned over shamelessly: "What are you doing? Dare you dare to call me that? Are you too unaffected?"

"Tsk." Cen Xiao slapped him backhand, and said angrily, "Get out."

"No." Fu Zhun clamped his waist from behind and refused to let go, then suddenly moved forward.

It wasn't until Cen Xiao didn't have the heart to beat him up that Fu Zhun finally stopped, but he still hugged Cen Xiao and didn't let go, and even went so far as to touch Cen Xiao's face: "Brother, your face is so red."

"Get out." Cen Xiao closed his eyes, and feebly slapped his hands away, "Sleep or take a bath, don't bother me."

"I don't want to sleep." Fu Zhun snorted softly, and then said, "I'll take you to take a bath."

The result was that Cen Xiao was once again at the mercy of others.

In the end, Cen Xiao even wished he could fly to record that world travel variety show right away.

The water flowed slowly down his cheeks, he leaned his back against the cool tile wall, put his legs on Fu Zhun's waist, half opened his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Fu Zhun."

"En." Fu Zhun responded lightly.

Cen Xiao scratched Fu Zhun's back, and said weakly, "You should go home and live after a while."

"No." Fu Zhun refused without thinking.

"I'm going to record a program." For the first time, Cen Xiao felt that recording a program was so easy.

He didn't want to go at first, but now he is so lucky.

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun paused for a moment, and said angrily, "With whom? Where are you going? How long?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Seeing that he looked like Cha Gang, Cen Xiao turned his head angrily: "I don't know who to go with, traveling around the world for about two months."

"Two months?" Fu Zhun looked at Cen Xiao in surprise, "Are you giving yourself a summer vacation?"

"This is my job." Seeing Fu Zhun deflated, Cen Xiao's mood instantly improved a lot.

Seeing that he seemed very happy, Fu Zhun was even more upset, "Are you happy that you haven't seen me for two months?"

"At first I didn't really want to go." Cen Xiao replied truthfully, "But I'm too tired today."

"..."

"Distance creates beauty."

"..."

"I have to take it easy."

"..."

Hearing what he said, Fu Zhun's astonishing logic reappeared.

His originally surprised expression instantly subsided, he raised his eyelids, and suddenly calmly said: "You want to delay for two months?"

"Yeah." Cen Xiao leaned his head on his shoulder, not noticing the change in his expression.

Until the hot touch came again, Cen Xiao hummed in an instant.

Realizing that his voice was not in control, he was afraid that Fu Zhun would tease him, so he directly bit Fu Zhun's shoulder.

Fu Zhun raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Brother, are you sure you want to delay for two months?"

"En." The recording period of this program was not set by him, so Cen Xiao could only respond in a low voice.

"Then I'm at a loss." Fu Zhun put on an innocent and aggrieved "face", and said quietly: "Two months."

"Ah."

"Then I have to overdraft two months in advance?"

"???"