He just hit CP with true feelings [entertainment circle]

After Ren Ye left Weng Daoheng's room, Weng Daoheng cleaned up a set of tea sets leisurely, and then put them away as if nothing had happened.

And that night in xx City, the video about two unknown tourists participating in the food festival being interviewed by the local TV station spread all over the Internet in just a few hours. Highest rating ever.

For a long time, netizens who have been eating melons have specially cut small interview video clips and circulated them on major social platforms.

That night, there was a strange entry #邓道健.仁野.普通旅游#.

Tiannv Scattering Flowers: [People in xx city who squatted directly to the live broadcast laughed to death, tuned to a local station at night to take a look, saw a reporter promoting some kind of food festival (sorry I have lived here for more than 20 years and never heard of it), just wanted to tune the station , Then suddenly the reporter turned around and interviewed the two handsome men, my mother still said that the guy looked like summer (my mother loves "Winter of Cicadas"), and I told my mother that it couldn't be Weng Daoheng , It’s just a bit like... Later, the more I looked, the more I looked like him, and I still didn’t dare to recognize it. It turns out that the clown is me...]

The big white rabbit eats toffee: [Excuse me, is that Ren Ye next to him dumb? Why doesn't he talk? [狗头]]

I love silly beauties @大白兔吃泡糖: [Maybe talking will destroy the high-cold temperament]

Everything has spirit @我爱晚攻美人: [Indeed, the face is cold, and the clothes are dripping with oil, hahahaha, what a wild look. 】

Snowflake fluttering: [Quacking laughing till crowing, Weng is so perfunctory, "There are a lot of people, a lot of food, it's amazing". 】

Ye Dao isRIO: [These two children are like students who were caught in a puppy love by the head teacher. They were whispering behind the camera, but Weng saw the camera and tugged on Ren Ye’s sleeve, wanting to run, but in the end they all looked hopeless The face of the interview. 】

Live 0 vividly: [Laughing, the two of them have good looks and temperament that are different from those of the surrounding amateurs. I am a reporter and I also catch them to interview. This is the rating code. 】

National first-level athlete: [Where is this food festival, how can it be this level of "ordinary tourists"?Weng Heren is called an ordinary tourist, so what am I called? I am not worthy. 】

Here I come from the Civil Affairs Bureau: [Their latest piece of glass was filmed here, xx people are ecstatic!I'm absolutely obsessed with this movie!Everyone, come and play with us, we have a nice view here. 】

……

Weng Daoheng checked the trending searches and took a look. He knew that as long as the interview video was released, it would definitely spread. He would definitely be on the trending searches, and it was not a big deal.

In the WeChat group, Gu Guda naturally reposted this video and put it in the group.

[Cuckoo: video link.jpg]

[Gu Gu Da: Ye Dao is absolutely true!I've been insane, Weng is pulling the corner of Ren's clothes, Ren here is silent and in a daze, he must be reminiscing about being pulled at the corner of his clothes! 】

[Gu Gu Da: Stroll along the riverside in a strange city, walk among the crowds at food festivals, and enjoy the happiness and chic of ordinary people.It's a date for sure!A date that was accidentally photographed!They must have thousands of dates and affairs behind our backs! 】

【Also:...】

【Our Lady on the Run in Paris: ... Sister, you have been insane, this is just a video, there is no need for it. 】

[Cuckoo: I haven't gotten candy for three years, but they framed me together every day!I don't care, in my heart, they are a perfect match! 】

[咕咕哒@巴黎引起圣母: ...Why did you change your avatar?Don't you like wild kissing? 】

Weng Daoheng's typing fingers paused for a moment. Not long after he changed his avatar last time, he changed it back.

[Guguda: It’s okay, I have a new idea!I draw new pictures, sisters wait for new avatars! 】

[Guguda: I will draw a picture sooner or later!Definitely next time! 】

What can Weng Daoheng say, he can only distortedly say [Looking forward!Shasha]

He doesn't like looking at his own pictures at all!

……

After working for three months, Tang Hai bought himself a bicycle and installed a power flashlight on it. When he came home at night, the lights would flash as he stepped on the pedal, so that he could see the bicycle when he went home at night. We have to clear the way.

In the city nights of the 90s, not every alley was illuminated by street lights at night.

The alleys in the Chengzhong Village area of ​​Haicheng are always dark at night, and only a few main roads are illuminated by street lights.

The road in front of Tang Hai's house was originally illuminated by a half-blinking electric light, and sometimes it flickered a few times. It looked like a retiring electric light that was on the verge of being scrapped.

Tang Hai had only been here for a month, and the street lamp finally broke down one night.

But no one cares.

Tang Hai also pretended to find the contact number of the relevant department in the psoriasis advertisements on the lamp post, called and asked them to send an electrician to change the lamp.

I got a perfunctory "I know", so there is no further article on this matter.

So the alley was always dark, and that day when he got off work, he rode his bicycle slowly home through this dark road, and a faint sigh came from the silent roadside.

Tang Hai stopped the car and turned around, there was indeed someone's voice.

So he rode slowly over to check, and there was a foot exposed beside the trash can, wearing leather shoes, with a beautiful ankle.

He stopped to look, only to see that Ah Shan was lying dying beside the trash can with half of his body covered in blood.

Tang Hai remembered the severe beating he had suffered a few months ago, and subconsciously felt that he deserved it, and planned to leave by bicycle.

Ah Shan felt a light in front of his eyes, and opened his eyes drowsily. The light gradually faded away with the sound of the bicycle leaving, and he felt a little more sad and uncomfortable.

After a while, the movement of the bicycle returned, and the light appeared in front of his eyes. Someone walked in to see him. Out of the instinct of survival, Ah Shan said: "Help."

The person who came over snorted coldly, and said: "I can't just ignore death, I can only save you, and you settle my debt slowly."

Then he carried him on his shoulders with difficulty, and sighed: "You are quite heavy."

Ah Shan only felt that the bones in his shoulders were so hard that he was a very thin young man.

Opening his eyes again, Ah Shan found himself lying on an iron frame bed with his chin resting on a checkered pillow. He raised his eyes and found that it was a very simple room with the bed at the innermost side, an Eight Immortals table outside, and the kitchen at the door. There is a door next to the aisle, which should be the bathroom.

Most of the skin on the wall was peeled off, cracked enough to expose the cement.

There is also a dampness in the room, look carefully at the corner, there are some mushrooms.

Ah Shan raised his arm, intending to get up, but the wound on his arm was pulled with a "hiss", the pain made him gasp, he bumped and struggled to get up, and there were no shoes on the ground, so he staggered to the door to take his shoes. Looking for shoes in the rack, there was only a pair of blue sandals with a broken strap.

Ah Shan glanced at it in disgust, then picked up the worn slippers and put them on.

He walked to the mirror and found that he was not wearing any of his own clothes. His upper body was a white vest and his lower body was baggy beach shorts with thick bandages inside. Someone wrapped him up carefully.

His clothes were washed and dried in the aisle outside the house.

At this time, there was a sound of walking outside the door, and Ah Shan vigilantly leaned against the back of the door without showing any signs of expression.

There was the sound of a key opening the door, and a man in a white shirt came in with a lunch box in his hand. Seeing that the innermost bed was empty, he let out an "ah" in surprise, paused, and then started Look around for someone.

At this time, Ah Shan touched his back and directly choked the man.

"Who are you? What's the purpose of locking me here?" Ah Shan asked in his ear.

The man patted his arm and cursed in pain: "Damn it."

Ah Shan moved more vigorously, and the man howled in pain while explaining: "My name is Tang Hai! I don't care about you! Tell me some reason!"

"Tang Hai?" Ah Shan was puzzled. The name sounded familiar, but he didn't remember it at all, so he asked Tang Hai: "Who sent you here? Who is your head?"

"Damn it! Shit! No one sent me here, and you were lying in the trash can in front of my house with blood, and I picked it up for you by doing a good deed!"

A Shan restrained him for a while, and found that Tang Hai really didn't know how to fight, so he let go of him.

Tang Hai breathed heavily for a while, pointing at Ah Shan, a bastard who doesn't know good people, and scolded: "You are so vigilant, I don't have a rope to tie you up, and I have good intentions to save you, and you still treat me like this? You are a thing you!"

Ah Shan frowned at him, looked at him for a long time, and then said, "I see that you look familiar." Tang Hai smiled angrily, and said, "We met three months ago."

Ah Shan froze for a moment, then said, "Is there any?"

Tang Hai pointed at himself and said with a smile, "You hit me before, don't you remember?"

Ah Shan said in a very flat tone: "I have beaten too many people, as much salt as you have eaten, how do you remember?"

Tang Hai looked at Ah Shan's handsome face, and really wanted to punch him. Is this human?I was beaten up for no reason, and almost lost my job. The culprit actually stared wide-eyed and said that he didn't remember. Why, did Tang Hai deserve the beating?

Tang Hai swears again. After meeting Ah Shan, he swears more in the past few months than in the previous 20 years combined. This is nothing.

So he helped Ah Shan recall: "Sang Huai? Do you remember?"

Tang Hai thought for a moment, and said, "Demolish gays for nothing."

Then he looked at Tang Hai in front of him for a while, remembered, and said: "You are that boy with a college student's face. I remembered, I never hit you."

"You didn't hit me?" Tang Hai glared at him.

"I really never touched you." Ah Shan looked at him innocently and said, "It was my men who beat you."

Do it yourself?Isn't it also instigated by this shit gang/gang that his subordinates beat him?

Tang Hai was so angry that he wanted to throw this shit gang/gang out, but he came back at noon on purpose, fearing that Ah Shan would wake up hungry and have nothing to eat, so he brought him food when he came back.

Ah Shan smelled the aroma of chicken soup, and suddenly said, "It smells so good."

He looked at the boxed lunch that Tang Hai had brought back, and his stomach groaned perfectly.Hungry this is.

Tang Hai gave him a white look and said, "Look at that, this is my meal! You have no share!"

He opened the insulated lunch box, which contained chicken stewed mushroom soup, or the soup made by his grandmother who bought chickens at the market in the morning. In order to take care of the patients, he himself was reluctant to eat it. Unexpectedly, Ah Shan, a white-eyed wolf, came up and said " Mr. Dong Guo" drama.

He scooped up a bowl of delicious chicken soup, sat on the Eight Immortals table and blew it in front of Ah Shan, took a sip, it was delicious and fresh!He deliberately took a bite of the chicken, and said loudly to Ah Shan, "It's delicious!"

Although Ah Shan was hungry, he also knew that he was not kind, so he sat silently across the Eight Immortals table and watched him quietly, without any disturbance in his heart, thinking to himself, this little boy is quite childish and funny.

Tang Hai ate a chicken leg with hatred, and saw the handsome Ah Shan wearing his old-fashioned vest and shorts, and aggrievedly stepping on the pair of rotten slippers with broken straps, his bangs were drooping, and his temperament was much gentler. Still a little obedient, not as sharp and refined as when we first met, with arrogance.

Tang Hai felt a lot better suddenly.

He pushed the remaining chicken soup in the thermos to Ah Shan, and said bluntly: "Eat it, it was originally for you, you are a sick patient, I will not settle accounts with you first!"

Ah Shan glanced at him in surprise, and then thought to himself that this little boy repaying grievances with kindness is quite a state.