I became the nemesis "Sister Station" [Entertainment Circle]

Although the scene was already very tense, Ji Shiran still had to struggle to make amends.

He looked at Duan Xiuyuan, and said frankly: "My cousin bought them all, and she can't fit them in her family, so let them go to me first."

"Mr. Ji, do you want to buy this woven bag after it's rotten like this? But it still has your name, phone number and address on it!"

Song Qinghui from behind called him holding the courier message on the woven bag.

Ji Shiran tried his best to maintain a smile, "My sister directly wrote my message."

Duan Xiuyuan gave a "hmm", looked at him with obsidian eyes with a smile, and said in a low voice, "Tell your sister, it's not shameful to like me."

Ji Shiran was dizzy and his ears were hot from his laughter, he hummed indistinctly, then buried his head in picking up the book, a blush crept up his cheeks along his neck at some point...

With the help of Duan Xiuyuan and Song Qinghui, Ji Shiran finally got a woven bag of magazines home.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for your hard work. Let's go home for a drink of water and a meal."

Ji Shiran was very grateful for the hard work he had done to help him get his things home. He still had some courtesy and politeness, although the two of them would not come if they saw it.

"Okay, then I will trouble Teacher Ji."

Just as Song Qinghui was about to refuse, the person next to him responded aloud.

Song Qinghui was surprised when he heard the words, Duan Xiuyuan in his impression is not a person who likes to hang out!

Before, how many times he invited Duan Xiuyuan to come to his house, Duan Xiuyuan didn't agree, but this time he agreed.

But anyway, he has sincerely invited him many times, this time Ji Shiran is obviously just being polite, why did Duan Xiuyuan agree?

More importantly, he remembered that the relationship between these two people was not very good. Wasn't it because they didn't close the hot search a few days ago?

But now, Ji Shiran bought Duan Xiuyuan's magazine, and it was still a big bag!Duan Xiuyuan, who doesn't like to hang out, actually wants to visit Ji Shiran's house!

What's going on, what happened in the middle, is he out of touch with the times because he hasn't been online for a long time?

Song Qingyuan was at a loss.

Ji Shiran was no less surprised than Song Qingyuan, but he had already spoken, so he could only bite the bullet and invite the two of them in.

After pouring water and telling them to sit down, Ji Shiran went to tidy up the magazines at the door first.

At least you can't block the door, otherwise how can people get out in a while!

Duan Xiuyuan took advantage of the opportunity to look at the decoration in the room. The decoration style is warm and the decoration style is warm and cute. There are a row of figurines in the window.

"What's the matter with you? People are just polite, why are you really here?"

Song Qinghui asked Duan Xiuyuan in a low voice. Seeing him drinking a glass of plain water slowly, he couldn't help but said again: "Hey, you can still taste the taste of Dahongpao in a glass of plain water!"

Duan Xiuyuan squinted at him, and said in a contemptuous tone, "What do you know?"

"...Okay, I don't understand!" Song Qinghui, who felt despised, was speechless, "People are busy there, we can't help you, let's go after drinking the water."

Duan Xiuyuan didn't speak, and glanced at Ji Shiran who was busy packing magazines at the door, put down his water glass and was about to get up, when his gaze inadvertently glanced at a post-it note on the coffee table.

The blue post-it note was more than half covered by the vase, but even so, the four characters "Come on the red carpet" on the post-it note were still clearly visible.

The handwriting is beautiful and lovely, thanks to his good memory, Duan Xiuyuan can recognize this handwriting.

Duan Xiuyuan's eyes were gloomy, and the next second he picked up the water glass again, and said in a neutral way: "Don't worry, I haven't eaten yet."

Song Qinghui: "???"

Song Qinghui was a little anxious, put down the water glass and wanted to ask him if he had taken the wrong medicine, but Duan Xiuyuan touched his elbow, and the water glass was not stable and fell over.

"Mr. Ji, I accidentally wet your table!" Song Qinghui ignored Duan Xiuyuan, and called out to Ji Shiran while wiping the water on the tea table with paper.

"It's all right." Ji Shiran heard the sound, took out a tissue and wiped the water on the table.

"Ah, this post-it note is also wet. I'm so sorry!" Song Qinghui picked up the blue post-it note apologetically.

"It's okay, it's nothing important." Ji Shiran took it over and took a look.

This post-it note was returned from the brand's clothes, and Wang Yu packed it out of his pocket. He conveniently put it on the coffee table, and Ji Shiran kept throwing it away lazily.

There's no need to keep it so wet, Ji Shiran balled it up and threw it into the trash can.

Duan Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows, and slowly poured the water in his glass into the trash can.

……

"Dining at my place?"

Even though Ji Shiran was beaten to death, he never thought that Duan Xiuyuan would have dinner at his house one day!What's more, he has to entertain them with food and drink!

Thinking so, Ji Shiran resignedly took out his phone, asked them what they wanted to eat, and planned to order takeaway.

Duan Xiuyuan chuckled, "I want to try Teacher Ji's craft."

Ji Shiran: "???"

I see you are thinking peach!

Ji Shiran now has a deep understanding of the meaning of the words "knocking his nose on his face." If there were no other people beside him, he would have pushed Duan on the sofa to beat him!

He originally wanted to order takeaway if he liked it or not, but when he saw Duan Xiuyuan's wet hair on his forehead, he softened his heart a bit. After all, he was doing him a favor. Forget it, let him do it.

Leave a sentence, "Don't rely on me to poison you to death." Ji Shiran got into the kitchen.

Perhaps everyone has a dream of being a chef. Although Ji Shiran was reluctant at the beginning, he was very happy when he started it. After a busy schedule, he cooked several dishes.

"Don't tell me, Teacher Ji really looks like a chef." Song Qinghui couldn't help boasting: "I'll taste it!"

Song Qinghui picked up a chopstick dish under Ji Shiran's expectant gaze, the good guy almost killed him.

He picked up the water glass and poured it wildly, and smiled mischievously under Ji Shiran's expectant gaze, "It's a bit salty."

Ji Shiran said "ah", his tone was full of disappointment.

Duan Xiuyuan also took a sip and said, "It's okay."

Hearing this, Ji Shiran's eyes lit up instantly, Duan Xiuyuan chuckled lightly, put down his chopsticks and gave a complete evaluation, "The salt is fried well, with a faint vegetable aroma."

"..."

In the end, Duan Xiuyuan did the cooking and cooked three bowls of noodles with fried sauce.

Song Qinghui glanced at the bowls of the three of them, "Why do I feel that there is much more meat in Shiran's bowl than mine!"

Duan Xiuyuan didn't raise his eyes, "He's the last bowl, I'll give him the rest."

"Why do you have more than me?"

"Saozi is salty, I have a strong salt taste, you..." Duan Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows, looked at him lazily, "Don't you think it's salty?"

Song Qinghui:? ? ?What the hell, I'm going to put down the bowl!

Ji Shiran next to him was only focused on making noodles, don't tell me, Duan Xiuyuan's craftsmanship is really good.

After sending the two of them off after eating, Ji Shiran began to move the magazines to the study room. He found a big cardboard box and put away Duan Xiuyuan's magazines first, so that they could be used in the lucky draw for fans later.

When he finished Duan Xiuyuan's magazine and looked back to find the sample copy of his own magazine, he found that he couldn't find it no matter what.

what's the situation?Could it be that he lost his way?

Ji Shiran went out to search around, but returned in vain.

Absolutely, I don't want to throw away a sack of Duan Xiuyuan's magazines, but I want to throw away my own...

The author has something to say:

Ji Shiran: Where's my magazine?

Teacher Duan who carefully cut the title page of the wife magazine: I don't know!

Teacher Duan is still very defensive!