The sprayer turned black on me

On the first night when Song Yu moved in, Cheng Qiwen felt uncomfortable everywhere.

It's not because the little idol's living habits are not good, or something bothers him.On the contrary, it was Song Yu's living habits that were so good - that Cheng Qiwen didn't feel that there was a second person in the family.

Cheng Qiwen didn't only know Song Yu as an idol.Before Song Yu, Cheng Qiwen knew all the idol trainees that Fresh Orange Entertainment focused on cultivating. After all, they were all about his age.

Those people all have one thing in common: on the surface, they are glamorous and handsome, but when they step off the stage and take off that layer of camouflage, they are basically bastards.

Drinking, clubbing, finding a group of friends every now and then—both men and women, finding a KTV to open a large business room, and singing all night long.

The next day, I came to the company with a hoarse voice. I was ashamed to say that I had a cold and needed to rest, and asked if I could postpone the recording for half a day.

As soon as he said yes, he turned around and fell asleep in the dressing room, unable to wake up no matter how much he screamed.

Song Yu is different.The appearance of Song Yu refreshed all Cheng Qiwen's previous understanding of the profession of "idol".

Quiet and not making trouble. After washing up, I nestled in the room. There was no movement all night.

"……May I come in?"

In the room, Song Yu, who was about to apply frost, paused: "Yes. What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Qiwen took a can of iced Coke, opened the door and came in, "Come here to ask if you want a Coke, and let's see what you're doing by the way."

"It's almost here, leader, do you still want to inspect?" Song Yu turned his head boringly, and continued to wipe his face, "Thank you for your kindness, I don't drink carbonated drinks after nine o'clock."

"Did I say that this is an inspection? Can't I just come here as an ordinary roommate to see what you are doing?" Cheng Qiwen put the drink on Song Yu's desk.

Song Yu pushed the can of Coke in disgust, and picked up the eye cream: "I really don't drink carbonated drinks at night, for fear of insomnia and getting fat, so don't use it to tempt me."

"So self-disciplined?" Cheng Qiwen was surprised, and pointed to the bed Song Yu had just made in the afternoon, "Can you sit?"

The second bedroom was small, and the only chair in it was occupied by Song Yu, and Cheng Qiwen could only sit on the bed.

Song Yu put on eye cream without looking back: "Anything you want."

"What are you doing?" Cheng Qiwen sat on the bed, couldn't hold back his curiosity and leaned over to the desk, glanced at Song Yu's computer, "Reciting words?"

"Well, it's a new tune, so you have to practice quickly to get familiar with it."

Song Yu originally wanted to be perfunctory, but Cheng Qiwen was really annoying sitting here - he didn't even bother to be perfunctory at first.

"After reading, do you still want to sit here?" Song Yu turned around and cast a sideways glance at Cheng Qiwen, "Mr. Cheng, it's ten o'clock, and you and I have changed into home clothes, can we go to our respective rooms to rest and not disturb each other? "

Cheng Qiwen refused to leave, and spread his hands, with an innocent face: "Did I bother you? I told you that I just came as an ordinary roommate, why are you so stressed?"

"Because I want to be alone after I finish work, and I don't want to spend extra time socializing with my boss." Song Yu said angrily, "Boss, you think you can be an ordinary roommate, but when I am a worker In my heart, you will always—"

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu's mobile phone on the table vibrated, and it made a buzzing sound when it touched the table.

Song Yu hurriedly shut up, and glanced at the caller, it was Er Niu.

If this was someone else's call, Song Yu would definitely hang up without hesitation.But Er Niu... Er Niu should know that he moved today, so he specially picked the time of night to call to check on his situation.

Song Yu hesitated for less than two seconds, but chose to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"Big star, how is the move going today? Tomorrow, Niu Gete is free, do you want to live—"

"No need," Song Yu interrupted Erniu, and responded in a low voice, "I've already finished moving. I'll call you back later, and I'll talk about it later."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, put down the phone and pretended nothing happened.

Anyway, Er Niu has known him for so long, so he should be able to guess that his current situation is inconvenient to talk to.

Cheng Qiwen was curious: "Who is it, a friend? Why did you hang up the phone after only talking for a few words?"

"It's nothing." Song Yu said indifferently, "I don't want to talk now."

"It's because I'm sitting here." Cheng Qiwen put it bluntly.

Song Yu paused: "Do you know you're still sitting here? Didn't I drive away the customers clearly enough?"

"I find you really interesting?" Cheng Qiwen smiled, "Comparing the state of the day and the state of the night, there are completely two people - two attitudes, two faces."

"Because my business hours are over, now it's my FreeTime. Mr. Cheng, please don't disturb me in power saving mode, can I charge it?"

"can."

Cheng Qiwen stood up leisurely from Song Yu's bed without being angry or annoyed, and patted the crumpled bed.

"You in power saving mode are much more interesting than you in business mode."

A little more real, a little more character.Overall, it is many times more agile than Bai Ri's perfect idol model.

Helplessly, Song Yu didn't like this, and still had a cold attitude: "You said that to the wrong person, right? It should be quite effective when you talk about picking up girls, but unfortunately I'm not a woman."

"Then think I'm picking on you."

"Ah?" Song Yu, who hadn't turned his head all this time, finally turned his head in horror when he heard this, "Don't say such gay things in gay, I'm scared."

"Can't you just make a joke?" Cheng Qiwen couldn't understand Song Yu's fussy reaction, picked up the iced Coke on the desk and left, "If you don't drink the Coke, I'll take it away, good night."

Song Yu didn't bother to talk to him.

Disgustingly wiped off the water stains left by the iced cola with a paper towel, Song Yu picked up the cream and cut her voice.

"...the designation is a bit wrong."

The next morning, when Song Yu went downstairs fully dressed, Cheng Qiwen had already driven the car and was waiting for him.

"so slow?"

Mr. Cheng, in a suit and leather face, stood in front of the front of the car. He was originally looking at the car. When he saw Song Yu coming out, he took the initiative to open the door of the passenger seat for Song Yu.

"Can you go downstairs faster in the future?"

"Well...I'll try my best." Song Yu got into the CEO's Maybach with awkward movements, "Mr. Cheng, you don't have to be so considerate in the future. I have hands and feet, so I can open the door by myself, so don't bother you."

Cheng Qiwen got into the driver's seat, and frowned when he heard this: "Why are you so difficult to serve? I have a gentleman's demeanor, and I will be accused even if I open the door for you?"

"It's not that I'm hard to serve, it's that I think it's weird." Song Yu felt uncomfortable all over, "A gentleman's demeanor is for girls, what's the point of a gentleman's demeanor towards me..."

Cheng Qiwen felt that he was being treated like a donkey because of his kindness, and he would be talked about for a long time for opening a door for Song Yu?

"I--"

However, when he was about to continue his defense, he suddenly stopped talking.

Song Yu fastened her seat belt, thought that Cheng Qiwen had something to say, and explained further: "Hold, I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, it's not that I don't appreciate your favor, it's me... I don't want to trouble you."

"Well," Cheng Qiwen nodded, "OK, I know."

"Look, Mr. Cheng, I'm already troubling you by living with you, and you let me go to work together in your car—this is equivalent to being my driver; it's fine if you take care of me so much. If you open all the car doors for me, I'm really sorry for my wife!"

Song Yu was afraid that Cheng Qiwen might misunderstand something, so he repeatedly emphasized.

"So you don't have to take care of me like this - I can do it myself!"

"Okay." Cheng Qiwen simply changed the topic, and handed Song Yu a document, "The car was driven yesterday to have the air conditioner washed, and we'll leave after blowing it on for a while. Take a look at this document first."

"What is this?" Song Yu took it curiously, "Event planner? ——An e-sports computer again?"

Song Yu was shocked, and thought to himself, no, why does my father like me for this brand?There was such a big disturbance last time, how dare you come to me?

But thinking about it from another angle, Song Yu understood why.

No matter how big the turmoil was last time, it was nothing more than a conflict between the fan circle of fans and the e-sports circle.These contradictions not only did not affect the brand itself, but also allowed the brand to take the opportunity to increase a lot of popularity.

The Phantom of the Night series, which was previously limited to the e-sports circle, is now recognized by the star fans.Everyone knows that this is the computer that Song Yu brought with him.

"In the last live broadcast, it was obvious that our planning was not well coordinated, which caused you to cause such a disturbance.

"I directly negotiated with the brand for this planning proposal. I have read the content and tasks. I think the form is very suitable for you; I don't want you to play games like last time, but just let you go and be auspicious thing."

Cheng Qiwen patiently explained.

Song Yu could hear a bit of sincerity from this explanation, looked up and smiled, nodded: "Okay, let me take a closer look at the document first."

Now that Cheng Qiwen has already guessed his vest, he should also be able to guess why he wears the number of Strawberry Milk Bunny and deliberately teases him, right?

So... What Boss Cheng is doing now is atonement?Find a way to whitewash him in the e-sports circle, so that he won't have too much psychological burden in the future?

Song Yu couldn't think clearly, but his sixth sense told him it should be so.

While Song Yu was concentrating on reading the documents, Cheng Qiwen took the opportunity to peek at Song Yu's profile.

The appearance of this little idol holding a file and concentrating on reading is really pleasing to the eye.

The nose is small and tall, the eyes are bright and energetic, the eyelashes are thick and long like a feather fan, and the face has sharp and angular lines, but it also has a soft and gloomy beauty.

Fortunately, Song Yu is watching intently at this moment, otherwise, Cheng Qiwen's staring method will definitely be disgusted by Song Yu in a different way and from a different angle.

"Look slowly, I'll drive." The time was almost up, Cheng Qiwen held the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator and put into gear to drive.

There was a special kind of silence in the car, so that the quiet engine sound of the luxury car was set off particularly clearly.

This made Cheng Qiwen start to think about the five words that flashed in his mind just now.

He was going to continue to refute Song Yu's words and defend himself, but those five words made him stop.

Those five words are - homophobia means deep cabinet.

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