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Jiang He didn't come to the FB meeting this morning. He stayed up until five o'clock last night, and it was already afternoon when he woke up. When he was told that this month's bonus had been deducted by several hundred dollars, Jiang He clicked his tongue.

"Did none of you resist this tasteless morning meeting?"

Liu Nian handed the hot things to Jiang He's table, then blinked: "Brother, tomorrow is a holiday."

"Why are you on vacation again? Didn't you just finish your weekend vacation?"

"The manager said let's cut our hair and tidy up. There will be many fans coming to the meeting on Sunday this week."

Jiang He stopped chewing, and the instant noodle's cat paw attached to his sharpened chin, and was pushed away by Jiang He. He stuck out his tongue and rolled the sauce from the corner of his lips into his mouth.

"Damn, here we go again."

Jiang He didn't have a good impression of the fan meeting. At the first fan meeting, he was only a teenager, and he got out of the car slowly with his earphones on. An overwhelming amount of gifts and letters were stuffed into his hands, and Jiang He was at a loss for a moment. It was the manager who helped them open a way to squeeze into the meeting place.There was also a very embarrassing interview session. The fans in the audience were separated by a distance of less than two meters, and a pair of wolf-like stars looked at him. He was forced to follow the host's password to do some ugly photoshoots. Jiang He felt Like a clown, he doesn't know where to put his hands on stage.

Later, this video was circulated and reposted by fans, retweeted and retweeted, and became the top video Jiang He most wanted to delete.

"Isn't it fun? I haven't been there yet."

Jiang He looked at Fleeting Years with pity, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's fun, very fun."

Cheng Ning tilted his head back, and said to Jiang He at the top of his voice, "Take Liu Nian to get a haircut tomorrow!"

Jiang He glanced at the hair that had already passed his eyes, and wondered how the child's hair grew so fast. He really was developing puberty. He touched his hair, which had already grown to the length of his ears, and asked softly:

"Reimbursement?"

The captain waved his hand: "Report."

Jiang He has a color that he has wanted to dye for a long time, and he is itching to think about it. It has been more than half a year since the last time he made his own hair, and a long section of black hair has grown on the top of his head. By chance, Jiang He sat in the barber shop all afternoon with instant noodles in his mouth, until he was impatient and almost irritable.

Instant noodles curled up in his arms and stretched out the cat's paw, Jiang He pressed his slender fingers on its stomach and scratched it to pass the time.

Fleeting Nian had already cut his hair and sat beside him for several hours. He didn't wear much, and he happened to be sitting by the door. After cutting his hair, his neck was exposed. Whenever someone pushed the door open, there would be a swishing wind, and he hit the door. He yawned and fell asleep in a daze until Jiang He finished dyeing his hair and patted him: "Let's go, let's eat."

Fleeting Nian slowly opened his eyes, and Jiang He's newly dyed fresh golden hair fell into his sight. The hair stylist also helped him curl the tail, which made the cold white skin's palm-sized face very delicate. While eating the instant noodles, he rubbed his slender fingers on the soft chin of the instant noodles. Because of waiting too long, Jiang He had exhausted his patience. breath.

Fleeting Nian was stunned: "Brother He..."

Jiang He caught a glimpse of his shocked expression and asked, "Is it strange?"

"It's not surprising." Liu Nian shook his head, he quickly followed Jiang He and walked out, looked up at Jiang He's flamboyant blond hair, and stammered and added in a low voice: "It's beautiful."

The exquisite curls made by the stylist for him ceased to exist after he slept on the bed in Jianghe's nest, because the meeting on the weekend was delayed, and the training this week was relatively tight. There was no live broadcast, and it wasn't until the promotional photos of the meeting were posted on Weibo that everyone knew that Jiang He had changed to a new hair color, a color that fit Jiang He's temperament very well.

Kill's recent training is also very intense. Although the big competition will be in May next year, if he does not maintain high-intensity training, his state will drop quickly. Even though the coach has repeatedly emphasized that the training in the past few weeks is very systematic, he will not be able to miss a day. Yuan Huanque still pried it out at noon on Saturday.

The FB meeting started at three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were more fans than they expected. Today's host is much more honest than the previous one, and he is very discerning after meeting Jiang He's cold eyes. , moved to find a better-spoken fleeting interaction. After the introduction on stage, there was a lengthy signing session. The team that migrated from the stage was divided into four rows of signatures.Most of Jiang He's team were girls, and because there were too many people, they made a detour to the entrance of the venue.

The voices of the girls next to Jiang He's ears almost blown his brain out. The team moved forward slowly, and he couldn't see the end when he looked up. He raised his hands and twisted his neck, because he played games and sat in front of the computer every day. His shoulders were often sore, and he had maintained this position for hours, and Jiang He gradually became a little tired, so he couldn't help but slow down the movements of his hands, and his signatures became more and more scribbled.

Just after signing a female fan, Jiang He raised his hair and yawned a little, his sharp look was softened by his steamy delicacy, and this look happened to fall into Yuan Huan Que's eyes.

Today, not all of them are female fans, there are many male fans too, and each of them is more excited than the girls to express their love for him. Jiang He stared at the tall male fan in front of him in a daze. A black padded coat, a bag in his hand, and a camera hanging around his neck, his deep eyes were slightly startled when he met Jiang He's eyes.

Jiang He's blond hair is extremely flamboyant, and it makes his whole person look extremely arrogant, like the kind who holds a gun, bends the corners of his lips frivolously at you, and shoots his head without hesitation after capturing the prey, but he doesn't know the look in his eyes He had already burst the opponent's heart in an instant, and whoever was under his hands would surely perish.

Jiang He looked at him, and quietly clenched the pen in his hand.

"you…"

"Brother." The deep voice was as gentle as whispering in Jiang He's ear, as gentle as a pool of clear and rippling lake water. Yuan Huan Que leaned forward slightly, staring at Jiang He closely with his burning eyes. Crane, "You look good today."

An imperceptible touch of red crept up to Jiang He's ears, he took the postcard in Yuan Huan Que's hand, quickly signed a name, and handed it back to him.

"I also need a heart, help me add a sum."

Jiang He glared at him.

"Hurry up, brother." Yuan Huan Que blinked, "There are still many fans waiting."

When Jiang He lowered his eyes angrily to add love to him, Yuan Huan Que turned on the camera and took a picture of him, and just happened to be caught by Jiang He who was looking up, Yuan Huan Que smiled lightly, and pressed it again Shutter, at the moment when Jiang He was about to blow his hair, Yuan Huanque hurriedly stuffed the bag in his arms into his arms, then raised his mobile phone, and quickly slipped away.

Jiang He spent the second half of the time wandering, occasionally whispering into his ears silently.

The meeting lasted for two days. After signing the papers in the afternoon, several people were exhausted. The coach led them to eat hot pot.

There are so many videos and photos in Chaohua and Tieba today, Jiang He doesn’t like to browse these things very much, it’s just a few kids laughing together.

"Brother He, look at this, she took a lot of photos."

"I laughed so hard, brother Cheng's angle is too deadly."

"No, no, I'm going to change clothes tomorrow, this one is too dark."

Jiang He rolled a piece of tender beef into his tongue, picked up his phone and looked at it, but there was no new news.

He was about to let go when he received a WeChat message from Yuan Huanqu.

[Yuan Huanqi: Brother, do you like the scarf? 】

It was the scarf in the gift bag he gave in the afternoon. Yuan Huanqian knew Jiang He's orientation clearly, but he checked the price. The scarf was a bit too expensive, Jiang He gritted his teeth.

【Jiang He: I don't like it】

[Yuan Huan: If you don’t like it, I’ll buy you another model]

He seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and sent several photos, one of which was more expensive than the other.

Jiang He clicked his tongue. He was distracted from catching fish balls, stuffed them into his mouth while they were hot, and said vaguely, "I don't want them, don't buy them for me."

"Throw it away if you don't want it." Yuan Huanqian's hearty voice came, and the conversation of the whole room was suddenly interrupted by his voice played on hands-free. Jiang He cleared his throat uncomfortably, and clicked his tongue. One sound: "What are you looking at! Eat quickly!"

The hotel that the organizer helped to book was not far from the place to eat. Everyone was exhausted today. After eating, they each went back to the hotel to rest. Jiang He went to take a shower first to wash off the hot pot smell and feel refreshed. When he stepped into the room with a moderate temperature, an overwhelming sense of comfort swept over his limbs in an instant. Jiang He briefly blew his hair, and lay back on the bed to play mobile games.

Yuan Huanqian was very accurate in timing, and when Jiang He was playing at a critical moment, he made a video call.

Jiang He swears and cuts off the video.

A few seconds later, the video popped up again.

Jiang He clicked his tongue irritably, and got connected.

"Why?"

Yuan Huanqian also just took a shower this time, and was lying on the bed in his pajamas. Now it's getting colder. Today, he put on a coat over his pajamas, and pushed the thin pajamas forward a lot, revealing half of his white and tender skin. clavicle.

Jiang He was furious, Yuan Huan Que smiled.

"Brother, you know how to wear it." He paused, "You must remember to wear the scarf. I have been choosing it for a long time."

Jiang He raised his chin: "Let's talk about it."

"I still took advantage of training to sneak to you today, and I wanted to hide in the fan ranks and send it off quietly, so you wouldn't know it was me."

Jiang He was speechless: "Who can't tell it's you?"

"Pretend to be a fan and give it to you, and you will accept it. If you know it's from me, you definitely don't want it." When he said this, he deliberately lowered the dog's eyes pitifully, and the neckline of his pajamas was getting bigger and bigger. Crane silently looked away, and changed his posture to hold the phone.

Yuan Huan Que found a few more topics to chat with Jiang He. Jiang He answered in a few words, but he didn't hang up the video. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Yuan Huan Que answered. Please come in, Gu Xu got into his room, glanced at Yuan Huan Que's video interface, then quickly looked away, and said honestly: "Brother Huan, it's training."

Yuan Huanqian said hello, smiled at Jiang He, who had a stinky expression on the other end of the video, and reported aggrievedly, "I went to training, and I was scolded by the coach when I skipped work today."

Jiang He's expression was still stinky: "Are you going like this?"

Yuan Huan wondered, "What's wrong?"

"Is that zipper on your coat a decoration? Can't you pull it up? It's really disorderly. I'm annoyed when I see you, so get out."