The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

"Yo scared!"

"Oh oh oh~~~"

"Jasper is hiding something!"

Often the last couple is easy to leave a deep impression on everyone. After a car accident, Ban Zhun, who is no longer pushy, can almost be regarded as fearful of this situation.

However, he and Rong Qian became the center of everyone's topic at this time.

This feeling gave Ban Zhun the idea of ​​running away for no reason.

Fortunately, before Ban Zhun tried to turn around and run away, Han Jian organized everyone to have a good dinner. The guests also took advantage of this reason to let go of their lover's arms and went to pick up the delicacies they had made by themselves.

Ban Zhun breathed a sigh of relief almost gratefully, holding his bowl of fried rice with eggs, slowly followed Rongqian to the dining table and sat down.

He didn't dare to make eye contact with anyone throughout the whole process, including Rong Qian who occasionally glanced at him.

Although he knew that Rong Qian's actions were probably for the effect of the program and compensation, Ban Zhun still couldn't recover for a long time.

It is rare for a variety show to put the whole meal in the feature film, so when the guests are eating, they are only really eating.

In order to show the virtuousness of the wives and the thoughtfulness of the husbands, the camera closely followed the guests into the kitchen after the meal, except Ban Zhun who was honestly sitting on a chair with a cup of tea in a daze.

His mind is full of the real feeling when Rong Qian's thick eyelashes brushed against the bridge of his nose.

Whenever I think about it, Ban Zhun feels as if... I'm about to have a heart attack.

"Ah Zhun, let's take a step to talk."

The chief director Tang Li put down the tablet computer in his hand and motioned for Ban Zhun to come out with him.

"Oh, good."

Ban Zhun nodded towards Song Sihan who was cleaning the table and chatting with him from time to time, got up and followed Tang Li to leave.

When he raised his legs and walked towards the living room, Ban Zhun happened to meet Shang Rongqian's gaze.

In an instant, he remembered the kiss that was cheered by everyone, and he couldn't help but look away in embarrassment.

Follow Tang Li to the chatting area next to the living room where no one is seated.

Seeing that there was no one around, Tang Li hesitated to express his doubts to Ban Zhun.

"Zhun, this...are you and Jasper married by agreement?"

The hidden secret was revealed without warning, and Ban Zhun's heart was full of alarm bells.

However, he still concealed his emotions very well, and asked in an incomprehensible way: "Ah? Why do you say that?"

Tang Li leaned closer to Ban Zhun's ear, as if he was afraid that others would not know what secret they were talking about, which attracted attention: "Have you checked the comment section of the official Weibo?"

For a long time, Ban Zhun knew everything that happened around him. Before the car accident, he was always a perfect egoist.

Therefore, no matter what the situation is, you will not easily believe anyone's words.

Although Tang Li looked very sincere, Ban Zhun understood the truth that talking too much would lead to mistakes, so it was completely impossible to tell him the truth.

Before this cooperation, Tang Li did not have much contact with Ban Zhun. All the news about Ban Zhun came after he watched the entertainment circle news on weekdays and before the recording of the show, he briefly and hastily learned about it with his assistant. Learned.

When it came to the show's official Weibo account, the light in Ban Zhun's eyes dimmed slightly, and he nodded: "Yes, I saw it."

Facing the beautiful young man with huge capital, Tang Li didn't have a good impression of him at first.

Everyone in the world says that women are very jealous, but to be honest, little girls are very pure in their psychology. They just like to compare who is better dressed and whose lipstick is more attractive. In fact, jealousy is really strong, often They are all men who compete with each other for status.

For example, in the face of Ban Zhun, who is worth ten figures but still wants to pursue his dream in the entertainment industry, many male stars in the industry and the male staff who are exhausted in the choreography industry will all feel sorry for this seemingly carefree young man. Mad with jealousy.

Although he was scolding, no one wanted to be him.

Therefore, even though he has an official Weibo account in his hand, Tang Li just didn't manage and filter the abusive comments in the comment area seriously, and even hoped that they would scold them more fiercely, because maybe he could see that Ban Zhun was angry And the excesses that were born.

After answering Tang Li's words, the emotion in Ban Zhun's eyes became slightly cold.

He leaned on the pillow behind him leisurely, a smile slowly piled up in his eyes.

Tang Li's few words were enough for Ban Zhun to understand his intentions, but Ban Zhun was a little surprised that even the program director had such a big prejudice against him.

In fact, he should have thought clearly a long time ago. Even though the netizens scolded him to pieces last night, the official Weibo did not express anything. This attitude undoubtedly acquiesced in what the netizens did. The previous negative rumors brought a lot of traffic to the show.

After all, black and red are also red.

Tang Li told Ban Zhun his main purpose:

"Uh, Zhun... Now that you've read the comment section, have you seen those who say that the relationship between you and Jasper is... a bit of drama, so everyone is looking forward to the time when you two get back together in the small courtyard?" The picture of..."

What he said was oblique, but after breaking it apart, it meant the same thing—the program (network) program (friends) group (people) hoped that he and Rong Qian would sleep in the same room.

Ban Zhun didn't like Moji, so he simply pointed out Tang Li's thoughts directly:

"Sleeping in a room?"

Tang Li nodded immediately, "Yes, the effect of the program will be better this way."

Ban Zhun obviously never had this concept in his consciousness. Although he figured it out by himself, when he understood Tang Li's request at first, Ban Zhun even sweated from his fingertips.

Sleeping together?

Isn't that the end of the calf?

"Yes, husband and wife sleep in the same room... No, isn't it normal?"

Tang Li was confused by Ban Zhun's expression. Seeing Ban Zhun's appearance, he even began to wonder if it was necessary for husband and wife to sleep together.

Ban Zhun's lips were a little dry. He subconsciously glanced at the table in front of him and found that there was no water glass. He could only temporarily suppress his anxiety and answer Tang Li's question first:

"But I... eh?"

Before Ban Zhun could say a few words, a hand stretched out from between him and Tang Li pressed his forehead, followed by Rong Qian with a slightly playful smile:

"Brother Zhun, look, even the director has come to persuade you to sleep in the same room with me."

Ban Zhun turned pale with shock: "Huh?"

Which one are you from?

Rong Qian's hand on Ban Zhun's forehead did not move away, he directly raised his legs from behind the low sofa, and sat between Tang Li and Ban Zhun, keeping them far apart.

He turned his back to Tang Li, "Brother Zhun, your fever is gone and it won't infect me."

Ban Zhun: "???" When did he have a fever.

But Rong Qian really did him a big favor by saying this.

He did have his own purpose for going on this show, but it was definitely not to make money as netizens commented. On the contrary, he did not transfer a penny to his account.

What's more, whoever is on the show has no purpose.

He just wanted to be an actor upright, to wash away the unwarranted infamy he had been given, and there was nothing else.

"It's getting late, director, I'll take Brother Zhun back to rest first, he's just recovering from illness, so he needs to go to bed early."

Rong Qian's tone was unfamiliar and polite, but he didn't give Tang Li half a look from the beginning to the end.

Tang Li didn't even dare to breathe out of the invisible oppressive feeling. He just watched Rong Qian put a coat on Ban Zhun, took him by the hand and left the landlord's compound.

It was pitch black outside.

As soon as Ban Zhun stepped out of the threshold, he subconsciously clenched Rong Qian's fingers before he let go.

Feeling the slight force from his fingertips and the almost bone-chilling cold temperature, Rong Qian slightly pursed the corners of his lips, and wrapped Ban Zhun's entire hand in his palm.

"..."

Ban Zhun's breathing slowed down for half a beat. Although he was embarrassed, he was still greedy for the warmth that reassured him. He even leaned on Rong Qian's shoulder thinking that there was no trace, trying to make both of them warmer.

After all, he helped him and relieved himself. At this time, he must express it.

During the walk from the landlord's compound back to their own yard, the two of them didn't say anything, like two robots performing procedures, a little stiff but trying to move forward calmly.

After taking a bath, Ban Zhun grabbed the towel and brushed his hair, then came out of the bathroom, and sat down beside the bed where Rong Qian was already lying on with a natural expression.

Now that they have promised the director's request, or can directly call it a threatening request, they have to cooperate.

Fortunately, it was nearly eleven o'clock at this time, and it was time to go to bed.

Ban Zhun then had a reason, turned his back to Rong Qian and yawned big, indicating that he was sleepy and would not be a burden to him, and asked in a low voice, "Shall the lights be turned off now?"

Rong Qian put down the mobile phone in his hand, said "um", covered the quilt and closed his eyes.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Ban Zhun was still not used to this kind of silence, so he couldn't help taking a breath of cool air.

……feel a little scared.

Ban Zhun wanted to say something to ease the lonely atmosphere.

However, with a twitch of his brain, he blurted out:

"You kissed me today, shouldn't you give me liquidated damages?"

Ban Zhun didn't know why whenever he spoke in front of Rong Qian, what he said was never out of his head.

As soon as the words came out, the silence in the bedroom suddenly became more suffocating.

"..."

Ban Zhun swallowed his saliva, thinking about asking this question, he would lose face if he kept silent.

What's more, the contract signed at that time was two-way, he couldn't touch Rong Qian, and Rong Qian couldn't touch him either.

After figuring this out, Ban Zhun, full of righteousness, once again... tentatively asked:

"Rong Qian, are you asleep?"

Ban Zhun wanted to make this matter clear, he didn't really want to ask Rong Qian for money, he just wanted to confirm with Rong Qian that many things were beyond his control just like when Rong Qian kissed him today, So don't worry about certain behaviors of others, so that you accumulate them together, intending to save them for future settlement.

As if he was bullying Ban Zhun and couldn't see it, Rong Qian simply closed his eyes, pretending that he was fast asleep, breathing evenly, and his chest rising and falling slowly.

However, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ban Zhun wrapped himself up in the small quilt, sniffed depressedly, and wanted to relax himself into the mattress under him, but suddenly worried about causing trouble to Rong Qian, so he could only slow down his breathing, for a long time, Then he sighed slowly.

That's all, no matter if he was pretending to sleep or really sleeping, Rong Qian didn't show any hostility to him anyway, it should be because he didn't complain to him during this time.

And when he came back tonight, didn't he hold Rong Qian's hand and accepted his help?

In contrast, the two of them are evened out.

The things that have been on his mind since dinner were barely calmed down by Ban Zhun himself, but his consciousness became more and more clear, and he was even less sleepy than before.

Ban Zhun was a little thirsty, but he was worried that drinking water would wake Rong Qian up, so he could only scroll through his mind the story of looking for plums to quench his thirst, hoping to suppress the dryness in his throat.

This was the first time he was lying on the same bed with Rong Qian. If Rong Qian had a bad experience, he really couldn't guarantee his own safety.

A cross taught him to reincarnate.

Ban Zhun didn't know how long he had been lying down, but he didn't quietly take out the phone from under the pillow until he was sure that Rong Qian had really fallen asleep.

The whole person slowly retracted into the quilt, and his head also entered into the quilt, checked that no light leaked out, pursed his lips, unlocked the lock screen, and opened the official Weibo page of "It's a Little Thing to Love You".

It's also cheap, knowing that someone is scolding, but I just want to watch it.

While they were back in the small courtyard to sleep, the program team had already posted the second version of the leading film on the official Weibo.

This is the last set of edited promotional videos before the feature film is released, so the editing team has made the element of eye-catching to the extreme.

Therefore, after watching the video, Dun Zhun's expression on his face could no longer be described as stunned.

He thought that when he went to the landlord's compound in the morning, the scene of himself being carried and run by Rong Qian was not captured by the program crew's camera, so he didn't feel any obstacles throughout the day.

However, in the short 5-minute video just now, from the beginning to the end, it was almost all the interaction between him and Rong Qian, and the shots of the other groups of guests can even be described as pitifully small.

Ban Zhun almost opened the comment section below with trembling fingers.

He could already imagine how fierce the battle was.

[Holy shit, what the hell kind of physical strength does Rong Qian have, a big man who weighs a hundred pounds can carry it if he wants to? 】

[Ban Zhun's height on Baidu Encyclopedia is 182 or 183, no matter how thin he is, the bones are all there]

[For a show, I will definitely take a shot and put it down, the effect of the show]

[That's a one shot to the end, under the lens of the aerial camera, come and show me another person]

Ban Zhun was even a little proud when he saw all the compliments in the comment section.

Although he doesn't know why he has such emotions, in short, he is very satisfied with what the netizens said.

But the next comment made Ban Zhun's face look sluggish again.

【It's a pity that I carried such a thing on my back】

【Unlucky, I feel extremely unlucky when I see him】

【Who says no? It would be great if he and Ewing made a pair...】

【Jin Yang comes with a knife】

[Do not disassemble the official accessories]

Official match?

Ban Zhun suddenly remembered Bai Zhi who was still undergoing rehabilitation in the hospital, thinking that after the three days and two nights of filming, he would go to the hospital to visit him.

After arranging the future plan, Ban Zhun mustered up the courage to continue looking down.

The protagonist Gong deserves to be the protagonist Gong, this sentence Ban Zhun has already said badly.

Even with a negative person like him in the mix, Rong Qian still couldn't stop exuding his charm in the eyes of netizens.

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

[If this pair of cp is real, it seems to be really good...]

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooese it is ”

[Stop gg, I'm only eighteen years old, a male high school student]

[Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo male high school student! 】

Ban Zhun couldn't understand their abbreviations, and didn't know what the actual meaning of male high school students was, so he put this question aside for the time being and continued to browse.

[Am I the only one who discovered Yang Wenzhuo and his wife behind them? Yang Wenzhuo is almost running out of breath hahahahaha]

[Damn it really hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha)

[That's right, Song Sihan was nominated for Best Actress, how could this image be seen by others hahahahaha]

Ban Zhun played back Yang Wenzhuo's part, and couldn't help laughing, worried that Rong Qian would be disturbed, so he stopped smiling immediately.

The video has been broadcast to the interaction of the guests during the dinner.

In the picture, Rong Qian lightly held down the young man's hair, and put his slender fingers on the side of Ban Zhun's fair neck.

When the kiss came down, the long and narrow peach eyes drooped slightly, and the tips of the ears were blushing.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, I managed to make me watch Yang Wenzhuo again】

The comment section has always been a two-sided position.

[Damn, this Rong Qian is really willing to do anything after collecting money]

【Just say yes, aren't you afraid that your mouth will rot after kissing that evil star?】

[yysy, just talking about this appearance, even if your mouth is rotten, I'm afraid his won't]

[It’s not pink or black, to be honest, apart from those rumors, I still like Ban Zhun’s face, with a slim waist, long legs and a beautiful frame, and the shape of the suit on the cover of the promotional poster can vaguely see the shape of the abdominal muscles , the sense of self-management is very strong at first glance]

[Yeah, I saw it too, six yuan, it’s not an exaggeration at all, it’s not disgusting, it’s so white, it sucks]

[His management of his figure is really admirable. When he first debuted a few years ago, he bought a marketing account to tout his abs. No matter how he brags, they are real. not coming out]

【He's still a decent businessman, but he's just being a bit extravagant, and his behavior is a bit perverted... that's all】

【How much money did you charge? If you have money, earn it together】

Ban Zhun finally put down the phone, pressed the slightly hot screen against his chest, and closed his eyes wearily.

Even the legs that wanted to bend to change positions didn't even have the slightest thought of moving.

Rong Qian clearly felt that the young man beside him seemed to have been lying on this bed, and his whole body was as stiff as a flattened iron plate, motionless as if he had passed out.

After realizing that Ban Zhun's behavior was really because of him, Rong Qian sighed helplessly in his heart.

Ban Zhun liked him so cautiously, maybe he was a little too tired.

People always give blindly, and they will definitely lose their enthusiasm one day.

Rong Qian wanted to give Ban Zhun some feedback, so that he could save face and at the same time warm Ban Zhun's heart.

Using the excuse of pretending to be asleep, Rong Qian moved his wrist inadvertently——

Ban Zhun was taken aback by Rong Qian's actions.

He was clearly asleep, but suddenly he held his hand, and even... even...fingers intertwined.

This is too fucking scary.

Ban Zhun was no longer thirsty, subconsciously raised his head from the pillow and looked at Rong Qian.

Although he couldn't see, he still narrowed his eyes reluctantly, trying to find some clues that Rong Qian looked a little perverted.

Could it be a dream? After all, he is only a teenager, and his parents are not around, so he will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

Ban Zhun sighed, lay sideways on the bed, stretched out his arms under the quilt, and gently hugged Rong Qian's waist.

When Rong Qian really showed no signs of waking up, Ban Zhun slowly moved his arm up and put it on Rong Qian's shoulder and neck, imitating Uncle Zhao's way of coaxing his little granddaughter to sleep, and patted the boy's shoulder lightly.

Rong Qian opened his eyes in disbelief, staring at the dark night in the room to calm down.

He actually guessed it right.

Ban Zhun really... really wanted to hug him so much.

How did Ban Zhun survive those days when he was forced to endure unrequited love?

Rong Rong sighed inwardly.

He is not unwilling to give Ban Zhun a real response.

Rong Qian is not a character who is willing to hide behind Ban Zhun, he wants to be evenly matched and frank.

Although Ban Zhun is very good and excellent, he still wants to fulfill his goal firmly.

Only after repaying the [-] million that Ban Zhun lent to his family, will the two of them have equal status and be qualified to talk about their relationship.

Otherwise, in this situation and environment, no matter whether Ban Zhun can understand his sincerity or not, outside rumors will completely slander and drown Ban Zhun's reputation before Ban Zhun is really with him.

Rong Qian slightly curled his fingers.

When Ban Zhun was chopping firewood at noon, he inadvertently saw the page he was browsing on the screen of Ban Zhun's mobile phone.

That was the official Weibo comment section of "A Little Thing to Love You".

What could make Ban Zhun's complexion so bad all of a sudden, apart from his most concerned face, I'm afraid there would be nothing else.

So before the later dinner, Rong Qian also took out his mobile phone and quickly glanced at the popular comments under the leading film in his free time.

It really is an unsightly curse and slander.

The contemplation was suddenly interrupted by Ban Zhun Chuer's approaching hug, Rong subconsciously held his breath, wanting to see what he was going to do.

When Rong Qian grabbed his fingers suddenly, Ban Zhun was already drowsy.

But he knew that if this ancestor didn't sleep well, he would be the one who would be unlucky tomorrow.

So Ban Zhun endured his drowsiness and moved a little closer to Rong Qian, imitating the tone of Mrs. Rong in his memory, coaxing in a gentle voice:

"Why are you still having nightmares? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom... no, dad is here..."

He can't be a mother.

Rong Qian: "..."

Now that Ban Zhun gave him a reason to hug him, Rong Qian felt that he no longer needed to be reserved, so he leaned directly on Ban Zhun's shoulder and whispered:

"Mother……"

Ban Zhun: "...Call me Dad."

Rong Qian rubbed Ban Zhun's Adam's apple with his forehead, like a calf about to give birth to horns: "Mom... Jasper is so cold."

Ban Zhun sighed, tightened his grip and said, "Come... Mom hugs you."

Rong Qian responded sullenly: "Hmm..."

.

Each episode of "A Little Thing to Love You" is edited and edited through three days and two nights of shooting.

After three days and two nights of co-existence, the guests can temporarily return home, waiting to return to the resort at the same time next week for the next phase of filming.

Therefore, Ban Zhun, who had regained his freedom, had time to go to the hospital to visit Bai Zhi who was about to be discharged.

However, Tang Li asked the guests to record some pictures of being together on weekdays, and save them as clips for publicity on the official Weibo, so as to attract more viewers and traffic.

Ban Zhun fully agreed.

He was worried that he couldn't find a reason to let Rong Qian go to the hospital with him.

When he arrived at the Baizhi ward, the little angel was sleeping on the bed. Ban Zhun didn't want to disturb him, so he put down the gifts and fruits he brought, and turned around and left.

However, before he took out his car keys and wanted to go directly to the parking lot to pick up the car and go home to do another thing, Ban Zhun suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

"Go and pick up the car. I have something to do. I'll be there right away."

Rong Qian was talking with Nian Anton on the mobile phone, when he heard Ban Zhun's words, he took the key and said, "I'll wait for you in the car."

Ban Zhun tucked up his coat and tiptoedly followed the figure to the door of a consulting room.

The person sitting opposite the doctor was his elder brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

It is estimated that the company's affairs are too exhausting, and Banjo's back is obviously much thinner than when they met last time.

Ban Zhun had a sore nose.

No matter what, his elder brother is very kind to him, and he also believes that as long as he changes from now on, in the end, he will still be his elder brother's younger brother, and there will be no risk of going to jail.

So his elder brother's body is as important as Rong Qian's, and he must take good care of and protect it.

Thinking of this, Ban Zhun narrowed his eyes, poked his head out and stared at the doctor in the consultation room who was frowning at the CT film.

Suddenly, the doctor sighed slowly, and the Sichuan-shaped shape between the eyebrows could almost kill a fly passing by.

Ban Zhun: "!!!"

Oops!His eldest brother has a problem with his illness!

No wonder his elder brother treats him better and better recently, no wonder his elder brother looks thinner and thinner...

original……

Ban Zhun didn't care about being sad, he just wanted to find out what kind of illness Ban Zhuo had.

So, when the nurse had no time to stop him, Ban Zhun rushed into the consulting room, and then, he slammed into the arms of Ban Zhuo who had just got up to straighten his clothes, and immediately took two steps back dizzily.

"my God……"

What is so hard.

Banjo looked down at his younger brother who appeared out of nowhere in surprise, and grabbed his shoulder.

"Ah Zhun? Why are you here?"

The eldest brother's voice still sounds so magnetic, it seems that it has not reached a serious level.

And help!

Ban Zhun didn't have time to answer Ban Zhuo's question, so he walked quickly to the doctor with a tense expression. He didn't even want to sit down, and squatted down beside the doctor's legs, holding his hand, with tears in his eyes:

"Doctor, my elder brother's illness...you tell me the truth, after all..."

Speaking of this, Ban Zhun sighed, turned around and asked the nurse who was taking out his mobile phone to take a photo: "Miss Nurse, can you take my elder brother out?"

Banjo: "???"

Nurse:"???"

doctor:"……"

Banzhuo didn't quite understand Banzhun's approach, and even when he was confused, he looked outside the clinic door, worried that this was the variety show that Banzhun filmed recently, and he deliberately made it to pay attention to the interaction between parents and children. moth.

After roughly scanning around, he found that there was no suspicious figure in the corridor. Banjo let go of his heart, walked up to the doctor, nodded apologetically to the dull-looking doctor, and leaned over to help his younger brother who is socially awesome :

"Ah Zhun, don't show your eyes here, go home quickly."

"No, brother, I have always listened to you. Today, you must listen to me."

Ban Zhun swung Ban Zhuo's hand away to help him, and at the end, worried that Ban Zhuo, who is now frail and sick, would be injured because of his too much strength, and asked with concern: "Brother, I didn't hurt you Bar?"

Banjo: "...???"

It seems that it is still necessary to take a brain CT scan for Ban Zhun.

The doctor couldn't stand it any longer. Although he was a doctor specially appointed by Banjo today, he didn't think he would watch a rich family's heart-wrenching drama in his consulting room.

"Uh, Mr. Ban...Mr. Xiaoban, listen to me."

The doctor patted Ban Zhun on the shoulder, motioning him to turn around and listen to himself.

Ban Zhun hurriedly turned around, stood up and sat down on the chair.

"Doctor, please speak more carefully, I may not understand some parts."

After all, there is a car accident, and it is possible that the mind is not working.

Doctor: "Actually, it's not that complicated. Mr. Ban's examination results show that he is in excellent physical condition."

"impossible."

Ban Zhun said categorically.

Banjo: "???"

This little calf just wants him to have health problems?

Seeing the doctor's face was speechless, Ban Zhun shook his firm mind:

"...But... Is there really something wrong with my elder brother's body? You tell me the truth, I only have such an elder brother, you say, I can bear it."

"Uh, Mr. Ban, Mr. Ban..."

Seeing that he really wanted to say something, Ban Zhun suddenly didn't dare to listen again, but if he continued to trouble others, even if Ban Zhuo fell ill, he might throw him downstairs with his last breath.

"The only problem reflected in Ban Boss' physical examination this time is that he is too tired and needs enough sleep. Apart from that, there is nothing else that needs attention."

Doctors are always conservative when they speak, and Ban Zhun can't help but not believe what they have said.

"Then why are you sighing, doctor?" The doctor's sigh can almost send the patient away.

The elderly doctor pushed the frame of the glasses, helplessly: "Mr. Xiaoban, I'm just sleepy. I had six operations yesterday, and I only slept for two hours all night."

Ban Zhun: "..."

Walking out of the consultation room, Banzhuo pinched Ban Zhun's rosy cheeks, holding back a smile and shaking them lightly, "Little bastard, are you so looking forward to your elder brother's health problems?"

Ban Zhun suddenly bowed to Banzhuo: "Hi, brother, take care of your body, goodbye, brother!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and fled away like a smoke.

Banjo stared at the young man's thin back, with obscure emotions in his eyes.

.

"What happened to your face?"

When Rong Qian came back from picking up the car, he saw Ban Zhun's right cheek with an extremely light bluish-black patch, as if he had been beaten.

Ban Zhun asked "Huh?" in confusion, pulled down the baffle, and looked at his face in the mirror.

Compared with the experience just now, Ban Zhun immediately remembered the source of the bruise, and said to Rong Qian with a smile: "I just met my elder brother for a physical examination."

So Banjo slapped him?

Rong Qian knew that Banzhuo was strict, but for no reason, he probably wouldn't fight his own brother.

It is a bit too much.

"Does it hurt?"

Rong Qian asked involuntarily, and could only hold back the hand that subconsciously extended towards Ban Zhun's cheek.

Ban Zhun shook his head, "I just get bruises easily, but I really don't feel the pain."

Remembering that he did mention this matter when he was drunk that day, Rong Qian felt relieved, nodded, and pulled the seat belt again.

"Go home, or..."

"Get some money, and then you might have to take me somewhere."

—

After returning from the hospital, Banzhuo gave himself a rare vacation and drove back home directly.

But before he went upstairs to change his suit into home clothes, the courtyard door was slowly opened by the intelligently recognized license plate.

It's the new Cullinan that Ban Zhun bought.

How did he come back?

A huge SUV with gorgeous paint is lying across the yard, and through the heat insulation film, you can barely see a little of the scene in the car.

Rao, the vice president of Ban's Group, who has always been calm and steady, saw this scene, and his pupils couldn't stand it anymore.

I saw that Rong Qian got off the driver's seat first, went to the back of the car and opened the trunk. At first, he only stretched one arm in, but after a little effort, Rong Qian stretched both arms in without hesitation. , seems to be holding a heavy object that even he can't easily move.

Immediately afterwards, Banzhuo saw Zhen Bujia jumping out of the rear seat in a state of embarrassment, and opened the co-pilot's door with a full face of respect and admiration. Ban Zhun with black gloves came down to welcome him.

Then they got into the trunk together with Ban Zhun. After a long time, the two of them hummed and hugged a black cloth bag. They groped and were reluctant to give up on the spot. Finally, they carried the black cloth bag together, as if they were laughing. With tears in his eyes, he staggered towards the hall.

Ban Zhun frowned in surprise, Ban Zhun's appearance...why does it look like...

Carrying cash?

While hesitating, Ban Zhun had already walked to the entrance door, and waved to Ban Zhuo who was standing in the room with a smile through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said with his mouth, "Brother, help me open the door."

The weather is not so cold anymore. Taking advantage of the sunny weather today, my parents went to the suburbs with my grandma, but they haven't come home yet.

And when Banzhuo left home to go to the hospital, he gave the servants at home half a day off, and even Uncle Zhao went home to coax his granddaughter to play.

Therefore, apart from Banzhun who needs to put down the heavy objects, the only one who can open this door is the Banjo inside the door.

Although he was puzzled by the behavior of Banzhun and others, Banzhuo still walked over and opened the door for them.

"Brother, are you short of money recently?"

Ban Zhun's steps were still not steady, so he came forward with a smile on his face.

Banjo felt that Banzhun was insulting him.

After living for 27 or [-] years, he still doesn't know what it's like to be short of money.

But combined with the sincere expression on Ban Zhun's face, Ban Zhuo felt that Ban Zhun said this from the bottom of his heart.

Banjo looked at Ban Zhun and the two black bags behind him in surprise, and replied:

"I do not……"

Banzhuo hadn't finished the word "quee" when he saw Banzhun forcefully picked up the bag and dropped it on the tea table, denying it:

"No, brother, you are missing."

Banjo: "...???"

In all of Banjo's life, he has not been speechless as many times as today.

After Banzhun finished speaking, he continued to take out money from the sack while Banzhuo was shocked.

Rong Qian took off his gloves and quietly stood by Ban Zhun's side, looking more loyal and determined than the terracotta warriors in the imperial mausoleum.

Stacks of pink bills were photographed in front of Banjo's eyes, some were thrown in his arms, and some were thrown on the sofa.

Soon, the huge sofa in the living room of the Ban family was filled with the world-famous painting that made Zhen Bujia salivate - "The Man Holding the Pink Banknote".

Banzhun is like an excavator, with his back turned to Banzhuo, he only cares about digging out money, and his mouth is not idle:

"Is it enough big brother, is it enough?"

The author has something to say:

Ban Boss: The family members are so filial, I am enough

Class Boss: Look, brother laughs so happily

Mrs. Ban: Yes, is my wife enough? I still have

Zhen Bujia: This time I stand in the money, I can't tell who is crying and who is laughing

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