The Sand Sculpture Actor Awakens

[Fuck, fuck, Jasper is too good at it]

【I have money, can I sit for a while】

【Jasper, I am younger than Ban Zhun, and lighter. If I don’t wear clothes, I will be lighter. Let me sit down】

[There are so many pants in the world, are there really no sisters who like them?]

【Why do I feel that Ban Zhun's appearance...is even more...hissing...】

【AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE SO MUCH]

Last night, he only slept for about three hours, and Ban Zhun, who spent most of the rest of the night wandering in the vegetable field, had slightly red eyes.

Obviously he was the one who strangled Rong Qian's neck, but the camera showed him as if he was the restrained prey.

His eyes are clear, his lips are slightly pursed, and his thin waist is clearly outlined by the belt of the blue Taoist uniform. The pictures taken from two perspectives made him repeatedly struggle between confusion and embarrassment.

【He pursed his lips, why did he purse his lips】

【Jasper, this kid is really amazing】

[Zhun Zhun lacks a red mandarin duck bellyband now haha]

【Ooh, I think of the pants Jasper wore that day】

【Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish

[It can only be said that...Yang Wenzhuo has something to say, but Jasper has something to do]

Ban Zhun's hand didn't exert any strength, but it was controlled by Rong Qian's strength on his wrist, obediently followed Rong Qian's guidance, and pressed on the neck of the young man in front of him.

Rong Qian lay on the mat, slightly raised his chin, and there was a slight smile in his narrow peach eyes.

He stretched out his hand to cover Ban Zhun's slightly cool back, fixed his eyes on Ban Zhun's lips, and patted him casually:

"I lost, brother, please forgive me."

【………I am dead】

【Scratch, hasty, hasty, hasty】

[Fuck shit shit shit shit shit shit]

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh 】

【I thought I would never see a boy with such an indifferent personality acting like a baby (?) in this life, fuck, it’s so fucking tempting】

【Actually, I think the one who is more tempting now is the one sitting on the body】

[For a while, I don't know who to envy, I want to marry Jasper, but I also want to marry Ah Zhun]

[Wake up, you have nothing, put on your pants to watch the show, sister]

The ratings of this episode were the first figures Tang Li had seen since he started his career, and they were enough to make his scalp tingle.

Advertisers sharpened their heads and wanted to get into the footage of "It's a Little Thing to Love You", but they offered to pay three times the usual 15-second length for any footage that could be shown for about ten seconds.

And the protagonist who contributed to all this has no knowledge of it.

He is busy with how to arrange Rong Qian's emotional life.

Ban Zhun used to be able to play well, so he naturally knew that before Yang Wenzhuo got married, many people in Jinghai City knew his nickname.

If you want to say that Neptune is the handsome one, then Yang Wenzhuo, who is generally handsome but extraordinarily philandering, should be the octopus king.

With so many tentacles and so many hearts, it is undoubtedly even more difficult to take back all his hearts from the sea.

But this matter was done by Song Sihan, a powerless girl, which shows how unfathomable her means and thinking are.

So on the task of matching Rong Qian and Bai Zhi, Ban Zhun felt that he should ask Song Sihan what he thought.

The guests all ate dinner in the landlord's compound. After the show, some went out for a walk, and some were asked by the agent to study the next program arrangement. Even Rong Qian was coaxed by Tang Lihaosheng to persuade him to go upstairs We chatted privately for a while in the small tea room.

Only Ban Zhun was left holding a glass of water, staying at the dining table watching Song Sihan wipe the table and make coffee.

"Sister Han, I want to ask you something."

Song Sihan glanced at Ban Zhun, feeling a little strange.

Ban Zhun, an all-knowing businessman, would take the initiative to ask her questions?

"Ah, tell me."

Song Sihan's impression of Ban Zhun has changed a lot since he learned about the inside story of Ban Zhun's rescue in the fire.

After all, besides the retrograde firefighters, only Bai Zhi's family members would rush into a burning house to save people.

Regardless of Ban Zhun's reputation in the circle on weekdays, someone who is willing to risk his life to save others will definitely not be too bad.

Ban Zhun knew that Song Sihan had a bad temper, which can be seen from the fact that she often beat Yang Wenzhuo during the recording.

Therefore, Ban Zhun couldn't help admiring Song Sihan even more, but at the same time, he was somewhat intimidated, not daring to offend this woman casually.

At this time, he wanted to consult Song Sihan about Yang Wenzhuo's past affairs, and he didn't know if Song Sihan would throw the rag in his hand on his face.

But for his own life and the happiness of the protagonist Gong, Ban Zhun still felt that he should bite the bullet and ask this matter out.

"Sister Han, don't hit me if I ask you."

Ban Zhun vaccinated Song Sihan in advance, and said with a smile.

Song Sihan also laughed, "You can ask, I will use my discretion."

"Did Brother Zhuo really care about you before you got married?"

Ban Zhun observed Song Sihan's expression, thinking that as soon as he saw her stare, he would turn around and run away.

But Song Sihan just smiled, sat on the chair in front of Ban Zhun, nodded and answered his question:

"Yeah, it really took my boss's energy back then."

Ban Zhun stared intently at the swirling puddles in his cup:

"Then sister Han, how can you make a boy who is indifferent, who doesn't care about oil and salt, who doesn't like soft and hard things, fall in love with a boy who is quiet, cute, sweet and generous, who is charming at first glance?"

The contrast between these two characters is huge, but Song Sihan knew who the former one was.

It's just...if you describe yourself as quiet and cute, wouldn't it be a little...

Song Sihan carried the plates and bowls to the cupboard, turned around and quickly said to Ban Zhun: "The stewardess will teach you later."

Ban Zhun immediately picked up the cup on the table and stood up, as if hesitating between embarrassment and seeking knowledge: "...Huh? No way, you still need the stewardess to teach you?"

Song Sihan: "..."

Who did you learn this phrase from?

"I said, for a while... I'm free... My sister... I will teach you."

Song Sihan couldn't help pinching Ban Zhun's arm, smiled and picked up the vibrating mobile phone on the table and walked out of the landlord's compound, "I'll be right back."

Ban Zhun took out his mobile phone and began to browse the comment section that made him nervous.

However, what surprised Ban Zhun was that in the past, as long as he looked at it casually, there would be long paragraphs of small essay-like personal attacks on him, or he would try to make up homophonic stalks to insinuate him.

But today's comment area turned out to be... peaceful.

Even praised him?

Ban Zhun suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

Could it be Zhen Bujia's handwriting?

Before coming, Ban Zhun had told Zhen Bujia that no matter how cruel the insults to him on the Internet were, the people from the studio were not allowed to intervene.

Ban Zhun knew very well that if he wanted to get a firm foothold in this line of work, he had to develop a good psychological endurance. After doing this line of work, he had to accept insults that could be thrown at his face anytime and anywhere.

While browsing, Song Sihan opened the door and walked in.

Her personality is in a hurry, and she directly started the previous topic.

Ban Zhun pricked up his ears almost piously.

Professor Song, the life mentor who came back from the murder, started a class, so he had to listen carefully.

Although Song Sihan felt that Ban Zhun's description and positioning of himself was a bit abnormal and inaccurate, but Song Sihan felt that Ban Zhun was more pleasing and outstanding than the quiet, cute, sweet and generous he described.

Heartthrob fits perfectly.

She also watched the comment section after the show was broadcast. When the two versions of the promotional video on the official Weibo were released, there was already a situation where Ban Zhun's black fans turned passers-by.

Until the two feature films were released online, the comment section simply ignored the other six of them, and crazily praised this couple who were originally the least favored couple.

Oh no, it's the other five people, and that idiot in her family is often cueed out of shape in the comment section.

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In order to coax this group of cash cows, the program team has already checked the weather forecast for 30 days or even [-] days.

Although he knew that the forecast for such a long time might not be accurate, but the series of continuous rain still made Tang Li feel a little angry.

After all, as long as it rains continuously, they will not be able to go out on location, and the indoor activities will make the audience feel boring. Even if there are very popular Ban Zhun and Rongqian in town, they are not sure to retain all the current traffic.

Little did he know that when Tang Li was planning to invite a few flying guests because he was worried that Ban Zhun's charm was not enough, a new round of bombardment had already set off in the comment section of the official Weibo.

[Can you update it soon, please]

[Can the program group directly release the bedroom videotape of the relocation cp, I can recharge the money]

[Haha, the Weibo post by Ban Zhun's agent really got it right, someone actually called them to "relocate" cp]

[Hahaha xswl, who isn't, I obviously rushed to watch the show for Song Sihan at first, but I was seduced by Jasper who appeared on the scene for the first time]

As for the arrangement of the program group, Ban Zhun has no objection. He originally thought of filming a few more episodes in advance, so that he could send Rong Qian back to school earlier, so that he can catch up with the progress of study earlier, so as to avoid grudges. Be yourself.

Although Ban Zhun can now clearly feel Rong Qian's dislike for him, it has been greatly reduced.

But as a vigilant businessman by nature, Ban Zhun still dare not take it lightly.

Peking University is a century-old school, and it is located in the city center where every inch of land is expensive, so the dormitory conditions are not very good.

On the premise of sleeping for six people, you have to go to the public wash area to wash your face, brush your teeth, and even go to the toilet.

However, Rong Qian has a strong ability to adapt to these, and he doesn't feel that the conditions here are very harsh.

It's just...the fact that I haven't seen that talkative and laughing sea otter for many days makes Rong Qian feel a little irritated for no reason.

A rough calculation shows that he hasn't seen Ban Zhun for nearly half a month since the program team filmed two episodes of material in advance.

That day, Ban Zhun took Zhen Bujia's resumption procedures that he had completed in advance, and sent him to the school gate, exhorting him to study hard like a parent, but without even saying "I will miss you", he just slid the car Entered the main road and disappeared without a trace.

Rong Qian knew that he seemed a little hypocritical, but he also knew that Ban Zhun liked him so much after all.

If you always keep your thoughts in your heart, over time, this suppressed emotion will do great harm to Ban Zhun's body.

wash area.

A tall and thin boy complained with a toothbrush in his mouth, but there was no look of impatience on his face:

"My girlfriend recently became obsessed with a love variety show, and forced me to watch it with her. There are two same-sex couples in it. They really look good, or maybe I'm tired of watching it."

The fat boy standing next to the thin and tall boy sneered at this: "Love variety show? People who watch it have no brains."

The thin boy was a little unhappy: "Who are you talking about? I just told you that my girlfriend likes to watch it, and you turned around and said that people who watch this variety show have no brains? Are you fucking looking for a fight?"

The fat boy didn't want to have a conflict with his good friend, so he hurriedly coaxed with a smile: "Hey, I also know about that variety show. I took a look at it during the promotion on Weibo. There is a classmate in the same-sex couple, right? I just watched it. I'm not used to him, that's why I hate love variety shows."

The skinny boy's complexion really looked a lot better: "To be honest, I hate him too. The thief at home has rich money, so why come out and pretend to be a fool."

"That's right, look at his bitch, someone really likes him... Fuck me!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked down to the ground by a tall figure.

The bathroom was full of sewage, the fat boy collapsed on the ground, rolled twice like a fat catfish, and then struggled to get up from the ground.

However, the severe pain in his abdomen made him unable to stand upright at all, he could only raise his head and stare viciously at the young man who was looking at him with lowered eyes, clenched his fists and swung towards Rong Qian unwilling to admit defeat.

The reason why he dared to stand here and talk nonsense was entirely because he thought he was a senior senior, and no one would dare to challenge his authority and right to speak.

But this tired and crooked brat rushed out suddenly, making him sit in the puddle in such a state of embarrassment, it was tantamount to putting his face on the ground and stepping on it.

When he hit the pig's head, Rong Qian had already made his own decision.

He knows that fighting in school is a vicious event that can make parents feel bad, so even if he could use simple choking or strangulation techniques to silence this idiot without leaving any wounds on his body, Rong Qian didn't do it .

He did not want.

He wants his parents to come.

Rong Qian has never been willful.

But this time he really couldn't take it anymore.

He was almost crazy to want to meet that person.

Rong Qian didn't know why Ban Zhun didn't contact him for a long time, whether he was sick, or he forgot about himself in the days of drinking and drinking outside.

He had no reason to call Ban Zhun, so Rong Qian called Zhen Bujia during this period, but Zhen Bujia's faltering made him feel even more disturbed.

Rong Qian had no choice but to figure out his own way.

"Fuck me, Rong Qian? You're from our school?!"

The skinny boy saw Rong Qian's face clearly, and the surprised voice attracted many students watching, watching the excitement, making sarcastic remarks, and shouting and cheering everywhere.

While hesitating, Rong Qian was pulled back to his senses by the exclamations around him, but he was a step too late.

He obviously saw the fat boy gouging his head with a dustpan, but he didn't know if he couldn't dodge it in time, or he had other plans.

In short, he got his wish and lay down in the hospital clutching the wound on his head, and when the counselor asked his family's phone number, he neatly avoided Nian Anton's call and gave Zhen Bujia's number.

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Ban Zhun was in a meeting at the company when he received Zhen Bujia's call.

In a hurry, Zhen Bujia drove the car to the hospital on the verge of violating the regulations.

When he arrived at the door of the ward, Ban Zhun immediately saw the fat boy covered in water and slumped on the chair. When his eyes met, he knew that he was the one who attacked Rong Qian.

But Ban Zhun didn't have time to talk nonsense with him too much, he just looked at him coldly:

"I don't intend to hold anyone accountable, but now you should pray that he's fine, otherwise you won't be able to bear the responsibility I hold in your lifetime."

The fat boy swallowed his saliva until his throat became dry, and nodded in fear.

But his face was obviously a little paler than Rong Qian lying in the ward, but he paid the price for his cheap mouth.

When the door of the ward was pushed open, Ban Zhun's eyes had lost the sharp look just now.

Before the other leg came in, he hurriedly looked at the boy lying on the hospital bed.

"... Rong Qian?"

When Rong Qian's name was called out, Ban Zhun couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

He originally thought that his words were entirely because Rong Qian stayed by his side as the protagonist Gong, but because he was busy with official duties during this time, he neglected to take care of Rong Qian, which led to him being bullied by his classmates and even admitted to the hospital guilt about this incident.

But it wasn't until his eyes fell on the face of the sleeping boy on the bed that Ban Zhun caught the panic in his heartbeat that was empty.

His immediate worry about Rong Qian was not based on the previous premise of self-preservation, but he first thought of... Will Rong Qian hurt.

Ban Zhun subconsciously stopped.

This never-before-seen feeling made him feel a little helpless, even more helpless than dying in public.

What the hell is wrong with him.

From the beginning of participating in the recording of "A Little Thing to Love You", Ban Zhun felt that a certain emotion in his heart seemed to have changed in nature.

Whether it was Rong Qian's active introduction and praise when Qiao Musheng had a bad impression of him, or accompanying him to find ingredients in the heavy snow, Ban Zhun felt that he seemed to be becoming less and less lonely.

It's like being cared for and loved all the time.

Rong Qian had already woken up when Ban Zhun opened the door and came in.

It's just that he didn't open his eyes, wanting to see what Ban Zhun's reaction would be like when he found out that he was injured.

But the sound of closing the door had been sounded for quite a while, and the silly sea otter still didn't appear at the corner between the bathroom and the ward.

Rong Qian couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

He even wanted to sit up and take a look.

Could it be that it fell.

The tiles on this floor are extremely hard.

There should be no fall, after all, he didn't hear any movement from Ban Zhun except for the sound of footsteps.

Ban Zhun was worried about waking Rong Qian up, and even his breathing slowed down a lot.

He gently put down the coat in his hand, stared intently at the thick gauze on Rong Qian's forehead, and frowned.

Rong Qian's eyelashes are thick, and when he squints his eyes slightly, he can still pretend that they haven't opened them, so he can see Ban Zhun's expression in full view.

The worried look in the young man's eyes was something that Rong Qian couldn't help but tremble with surprise after seeing it.

Ban Zhun had never shown such an expression before.

At least he hasn't seen it.

Rong Qian suddenly didn't want to pretend to be asleep anymore, he wanted to sit up and hug his little sea otter.

People like Ban Zhun shouldn't be covered by a gloomy atmosphere.

Thinking of this, Rong Qian moved his finger slowly, giving Ban Zhun a signal that he was awake.

"woke up?"

Ban Zhun leaned into Rong Qian's ear like coaxing a child, as if worried that he would disturb him, his voice was extremely soft and gentle.

Rong Qian felt that he didn't need to wake up at all.

Just be dizzy.

Although it is around the beginning of spring, the weather outside is not very warm yet.

Ban Zhun came in a hurry, still wearing the thin suit he wore at the company meeting.

The temperature in the ward was not high, so he was worried that the chill on his body would make Rong Qian's condition worse, so he took off the coat that was soaked in the cold and held it in his hand before opening the door.

Before entering the ward, Ban Zhun had checked the precautions for concussion patients during treatment on his mobile phone.

Although the doctor he found for Rong Qian immediately after the incident happened was the leading neurosurgery chief physician in Jinghai City, but after leaving the doctor, Ban Zhun still inevitably committed the same problems that everyone has.

When in trouble, ask Baidu first.

Seeing that Rong Qian seemed to be waking up, Ban Zhun suddenly felt that it was because of his arrival that Rong Qian was awakened.

So he immediately stretched out his hands to cover Rong Qian's eyes, his palms were still itchy after being scratched by his eyelashes, and then said in a warm voice:

"Hey, go to sleep, sleep for a while, concussion needs more rest, let me tell you, I have searched on the Internet, if you don't take a good rest, you may experience cognitive impairment, forgetfulness and headaches , insomnia, and may even have schizophrenia or hallucinations. Before you were injured, your sleep was not very good. Every time I went out, you would be woken up by me. If it is really affected by the injury this time If it affects your future health, then it's really over."

"..."

Rong Qian was stunned by the vital capacity of his breath, and couldn't help marveling that Ban Zhun's lines lessons during this period of time were really not in vain.

But what he needs to worry about at the moment should not be Ban Zhun's lung capacity, but his desire to drink saliva.

In order to wait for Ban Zhun to come to the hospital to see him, Rong Qian has been lying here pretending to be unconscious for almost two hours, but he is not sure when Ban Zhun will arrive, so he can only lie here without moving, and it is true until now. I'm dying of thirst.

However, just as he was about to open his eyes, Ban Zhun forcibly stopped him to this extent.

Seeing that he was about to make a sound, Ban Zhun hurriedly grabbed Rong Qian's mouth nervously with his other hand: "You must be obedient."

After speaking, he turned his head and sneezed.

Rong Qian frowned slightly.

Got a cold again?

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

Ban Zhun's memories of the past have gradually become clearer, so he also remembered that every time he was sick, his mother and father took turns holding him to sleep.

He was his mother when he was young, and became his father when he grew up.

But no matter what time it is, Ban Zhun is always accompanied by his family when he is sick.

But Rong Qian is talented after all, and his parents are both abroad.

Even putting these things aside, Rong Qian is now his wife, and during the period when his parents-in-law can't stay by his side as companions, as a husband, he must shoulder his own responsibilities.

Thinking of this, Ban Zhun patted Rong Qian's shoulder, "Lie down."

Rong Qian was indeed a little dizzy, but compared with the fact that Ban Zhun was able to stay by his bedside to accompany him, this slight dizziness was almost negligible.

"It's a good thing you're thin too."

Ban Zhun moved No Rongqian's arm, and first sat on the side of Rongqian's hospital bed to watch his reaction. If Rongqian felt disgusted, he would go down.

Every time he stays by Rong Qian's side, he can fall asleep quickly, maybe Rong Qian really lacks a sense of security, that's why he is as timid as a child when sleeping.

Hearing Ban Zhun's words, Rong Qian's pupils shrank.

What did Ban Zhun say just now?

Said that he may have cognitive impairment?

Then he will test the waters first.

"mom……"

Rong Qian carefully held Ban Zhun's index finger, his voice was hoarse, which made people feel distressed.

"Dad, lie down with you, go to sleep."

Seeing that Rong Qian was holding his fingers and even leaning towards him, Ban Zhun kicked off his shoes and lay down with Rong Qian on the bed, patting the young man's shoulder slowly and reassuringly.

Rong Qian's heart trembled violently.

And this good thing?

Subconsciously, he wanted to laugh out loud, and it took a lot of effort to hold back the laughter with his firm will.

As soon as Ban Zhun lay on Rong Qian's pillow, the young man's slender arms grabbed his waist quite forcefully, and then pulled him to his side, as if he was worried that Ban Zhun would accidentally fall off. Only when you go to bed can you do this.

Ban Zhun was a little surprised when Rong Qian took him over.

How can a person who has had a hole in his head exert such force?

Could it be that Rong Qian is just pretending?

It shouldn't be, when people are afraid, people will have brute force, not to mention the foundation like Rong Qian, the strength will only be greater.

Rong Qian lowered his head and buried his face in Ban Zhun's neck, trying to hide the smile at the corner of his mouth, but Ban Zhun mistook him for a wound and asked nervously:

"Is the anesthesia too strong? It's starting to hurt badly?"

The scent of grape buds on Ban Zhun's body filled his nostrils, which made Rong Qian feel very at ease and comfortable.

Hearing this, he nodded lightly, as if he had reduced his nodding because of the pain.

Ban Zhun pursed his lips, remembering that psychologists said that hugging would stimulate the secretion of dopamine, which would relieve people's pain.

So he carefully avoided Rong Qian's wound, and then hugged him much tighter, "You can't beat more for anesthesia, you will become stupid if you beat more."

Hugging you will relieve a lot of pain.

Rong Qian had already started to lose his mind when Ban Zhun hugged him tightly.

He felt that he might...really hallucinate.

Rong Qian secretly pinched the inside of his arm, and the sharp stinging pain swept along with Ban Zhun's warm body temperature. The prickly and itchy feeling made Rong Qian suddenly realize that this really happened.

After Rong Qian gave a low "hiss", Ban Zhun's concerned voice immediately rang in Rong Qian's ear:

"Does it still hurt?"

There was extremely puzzled doubt in the young man's voice.

He remembered that Rong Qian's tolerance was very good, a wound of this degree should not cause him such pain.

Rong Qian simply followed suit, like a big cat with its sharp claws retracted, its chin resting on the young man's collarbone through a thin shirt, with a frightening look, he nodded timidly:

"Well, it hurts, I want my mother to hug me."

Ban Zhun sighed helplessly: "...Okay, give me a hug."

The author has something to say:

Class Boss: I'm afraid I will suffer, the good father-son relationship suddenly changed, I can't be a male mother

Mrs. Ban: My wife is so sweet, I want to post it, he is willing to be a mother for me, he loves me so much

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