The actor has to fry cp with me

Tell anyone that Chen Ke has a cleanliness habit, and everyone will believe it, but he is the first to not believe what you tell Cheng Yu.

Not only do you not believe it, but you can cite countless examples to refute it.

"Someone spread it nonsense." Cheng Yu said, "Where are there so many cleanliness? Maybe he just likes to be clean."

"It's true!" Seeing that Cheng Yu denied the news he had inquired about, Qiqi became anxious, "Mr. Chen worked with an actor in the last play, and her assistant is my friend, she told me in person!"

"What did you say?" Cheng Yu held back his laughter, touched his chin, and decided to give his assistant a chance to perform.

Qiqi was assigned to him by the company together with Jiang Yue. When he first came, he was still a college student. When he came to a brokerage company for an internship, he was a little timid. Jiang Yue and Cheng Yu encouraged him to chat with other assistants more , Slowly healed his mild social fear. In the past two years without the instructions of Cheng Yu and Jiang Yue, Qi Qi grew up freely and learned to help his brother inquire about information.

Although it is enough to get some useless cold knowledge from time to time, Cheng Yu has no intention of hurting his self-confidence.

Asked by Cheng Yu, Qiqi became even more excited. Before speaking, he looked around cautiously before speaking.

"My friend said that Teacher Chen's assistant has hand sanitizer, disinfectant, alcohol pads and so on all year round. Teacher Chen just wipes it off..."

"Disinfectant...?" Cheng Yu was stunned for a moment.

He can understand everything about hand sanitizer. After all, frequent hand washing is also the correct way to ensure good health. When I was in elementary school, I was often told by teachers and parents... But isn't the sanitizer a bit too...

"Brother, you also think it's too much, don't you!" Qi Qi said with a look of "I'll tell you what you see".

"Is what your friend said true?" Cheng Yu asked.

Qiqi nodded heavily: "She told me when I asked her if Teacher Chen had any taboos. When my friend heard that I didn't know about it, she was quite surprised. She said that she basically worked with Teacher Chen. The actors and assistants should know a little bit about it."

"...Why don't I know." Cheng Yu had a complicated expression.

That's right, brother, I'm also curious why you don't know... Qiqi looked at his artist, thought about it and still didn't say it.

Cheng Yu tossed out the dusty memories left deep in his brain, trying to recall whether Chen Ke had similar habits when he and Chen Ke were still acquainted.

……

Chen Ke's talk about hygiene is indeed true.At that time, they had a filming location in a remote mountain village, and the accommodation conditions were poor, and they could only share a room with two people.The filming of the play is nearing the end, and the relationship between him and Chen Ke has long since lost the tension that he had when he first joined the group, and he was assigned to the same room as a matter of course.

Cheng Yu remembered very clearly that because he was too lazy to wash, he brought a full seven or eight pieces of underwear for washing. He wanted to wear a costume, so he only brought two pieces of outerwear, and Chen Ke...

Chen Ke arrived diligently, every morning when Cheng Yu opened his eyes, he could see Chen Ke getting up early to wash clothes.

"You...you change and wash your clothes every day?" Cheng Yu finally couldn't help asking one day, "I usually wear costumes, so I put on my normal clothes when I go out, so I don't need to wash them..."

He didn't want to ask at first, after all, it was his personal habit, but he saw Chen Ke washing clothes like this every day, and gradually began to wonder if he was too sloppy in comparison...

Chen Ke coughed like he was choking from the bathroom where the door was not closed tightly. After he barely subsided, he replied: "I will sweat... I'd better wash it. The climate here is dry, so I don't worry about the clothes not drying. "

Cheng Yu took his clothes and sniffed it twice, making sure he didn't smell any sweat, and wondered: "Chen Ke, are you a bit of a clean freak?"

"No." Chen Ke was categorical, "I just care about this."

At that time, Cheng Yu had just woken up, so he was fooled by him in a daze.

Thinking back now... Although the memory is not very clear, Chen Ke's tone seemed to be a bit of a cover-up.

But even so, Cheng Yu still didn't think it was a cleanliness addiction.

Because he found that Chen Ke was really as he said, he just cared more about clothes.

During the period of filming in the mountain village, the conditions were difficult, and there were often dirt on his hands and face, but Chen Ke not only didn't care, but also took the initiative to smear mud on his fair face twice for the sake of shooting effect.

Not to mention the public toilet closest to the filming location...

If Chen Ke is really a clean freak, he must not be able to stand it.Could it be... is it because Chen Ke's obsession with clothes has increased over the years, and finally evolved into a real cleanliness obsession?

It doesn't seem to make sense.

Cheng Yu thought about it, rubbing his fingers on his chin for a moment, but didn't make any sound.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be interested in continuing on this topic, he turned his attention back to the script instead, and after thinking about it, he didn't dare to interrupt him to continue working.

After the show in the evening, Cheng Yu returned to the hotel with a box of lunch, took out his mobile phone and found Xiao T's chat box, the meal was not opened, so he typed first to ask.

[Idiom: Little T, what happened to the thing I asked you to check before? ]

The dedicated paparazzi seem to be waiting 24 hours a day to answer in seconds, but the answer is not satisfactory.

[Little T: Boss, it's only been a few days... We're not in such a hurry. ]

[Idiom: ... just to find out the cause of the injury, is it so difficult? ] Cheng Yu frowned slightly, and soon waited for the paparazzi's reply.

[Little T: Brother, we are paparazzi, gossiping with people... You insist on using us as private detectives, and...]

Cheng Yu sneered and returned him.

[Idiom: You can tell if you accept the job or not.If you don't want to make money, you don't have to. ]

[Little T: Big Cry.jpg]

[Little T: I was the one who picked it up, I was blinded by Qianqian...]

[Little T: Then I don't know, it can be so difficult to find out. ]

A few days ago, Cheng Yu wanted to ask Little T to help him find out the cause of the injury after he used tricks to get out of Chen Ke's old injury in the stairwell.

The subconscious told him that this was inseparable from the two years when Chen Ke was silent.

He originally thought that this kind of thing shouldn't be difficult to find out, but judging from the feedback from Xiao T, it seems that the traces have been deliberately erased, and the clues can't be easily found.

[Idiom: Find something and report to me. ] Helpless, Cheng Yu had no choice but to stretch the front.

After the reunion, Chen Ke's attitude towards him was really weird.In the eyes of outsiders, it may be deliberately contradicting the rumors of "dead rivals" and creating an illusion of "we have a good relationship".

But Cheng Yu knew that his every move, every word and deed, was more like... imitating Chen Ke himself five years ago.

After Chen Ke told him the set of "cp speculation" remarks last night, his performance today is not as simple as "acting the same humanities makes Cheng Yu feel embarrassed".

Things like throwing out trash afterwards were like repeating the way they got along in the crew of "The Stone Has No Medicine" five years ago.

Today, he was "wrestling" with Chen Ke with garbage, and he didn't enter into the drama at all, he was just hesitating whether to let him go, to see what this man was planning.

Chen Ke seems to be trying to shorten the distance between them, trying to skip the five years when they lost contact and the king didn't see him.

I want to act in a big drama of dreaming back to the first encounter.

Cheng Yu casually turned the phone in his hand, and tapped his other hand on the table, making a knocking sound. He squinted his eyes slightly, like a strategist planning a strategy.

Half a minute later, the "Military Adviser" dropped the phone, sat cross-legged on a chair, and lifted the lid of the lunch box without any image.

Don't want to, Chen what Ke?Eating is the most important thing!

Cheng Yu sharpened his chopsticks, looked at the dinner without chicken legs, and pursed his lips.

... The promised funds are sufficient, and there are chicken legs every day?

If Director Pei was there, he would definitely point to the two dishes of fried meat inside and argue loudly, "This is not what meat is."But in Cheng Yu's eyes, it is obvious that only pure meat dishes deserve the title of "meat dishes".

He sighed, and picked twice with his chopsticks the fried pork with green peppers, which looked really good, when he suddenly heard someone knock on the door, thinking that it was Qiqi who came to find him for dinner, he answered, and went to open the door without putting his chopsticks down.

The handsome face of Chen Ke appeared outside the door. The man who has always been unsmiling has a gentle expression at the moment. Although there is no obvious smile, he can't see the usual look of locking himself in the refrigerator for 500 years.

Cheng Yu subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, but Chen Ke saw that the move was extremely fast, and grabbed Cheng Yu's wrist before he could touch him.

"...What's the big movie king Chen doing?" Cheng Yu really narrowed his eyes this time, not like a resourceful military adviser, but more like some kind of self-evident threat.

Chen Ke lifted the takeaway bag in the other hand: "Eat."

Cheng Yu frowned, and added two points of strength to his hand, trying to push Chen Ke's hand out of the door.

"Thank you, Teacher Chen, but I have already taken the lunch box." He said.The implication is that you can quickly leave with your meal.However, Chen Ke was not swayed by his words at all, and secretly exerted strength in his hands to resist Cheng Yu's strength.He glanced down, and Cheng Yu had already stretched his tight forearm, and smiled imperceptibly.

Cheng Yu followed his line of sight to look over, it was fine if he didn't see it, but he became even more angry when he saw it.

His and Chen's forearms were almost together, and his own muscles were tense, obviously using a lot of strength, but Chen Ke's forearm, which was a circle thicker than his, hardly changed in appearance, and the feeling of ease and freehand was less. Write a sentence on his arm:

"Liwei, do you have any food?"

"There's no meat for dinner today." Before Cheng Yu got angry, Chen Ke first explained why he came, "I ordered fried chicken, we can eat together."

Immediately, the deadlocked arms of the two leaned a few centimeters towards Cheng Yu's side visibly.

Because Song Yu's character is a bit thinner, before joining the group, Cheng Yu was followed by Jiang Yue and Qi Qi in turn, eating grass every day, and he didn't know what to eat.

Originally, he wanted to eat Director Pei's chicken drumsticks after joining the group, but the director forgot what he said on the first day.

Cheng Yu sniffled, and the fragrance in the bag in Chen Ke's hand lingered around his cheeks as if he had eyes, and rubbed against the tip of his nose affectionately.

... really fragrant.