The food between me and my mortal enemy is really delicious

The atmosphere froze.

Shen Tang was inexplicably anxious, rubbed his cuffs, turned his eyes away and lay back on the sofa, tucking his hot head into his arms, pretending to sleep.

shy?

Didn't they just look at each other?

Ji Guihe caught this scene out of the corner of his eye, and before he could sneer out of his habitual coldness, a similar scene flashed through his mind, and he was stunned.

Shen Tang is a person who wants to save face.

He was awkward when he was a child. After being praised by the director, he blushed up to the neck with excitement, hid in a corner, and secretly buried his head with his hands, so that no one would see his red face.

However, every time this happens, Ji Guihe just needs to go over and pinch his ears, say a few words with a smile, coax him twice, and give him a piece of candy, and Xiao Shentang will be bribed, and he will obediently lift up the red small face.

The dead child is so good-looking, his little face is so white and rosy, so tender that water can be squeezed out, a teardrop is dripping from the corner of his eye, and when he smiles with crooked eyes, he can't see his teeth even if he has missing teeth, so sweet that his heart trembles.

Then Ji Guihe forgot to ask him why he was still changing his teeth at the age of 15.

For no reason, Ji Guihe's heart suddenly softened, and he stopped irritating Shen Tang. He lowered his head and glanced at the Weibo accounts of many big players and small writers, thinking.

There are a lot of high-quality grains in the cold circle, but there are also many types of "It's grains, let's sprinkle flowers with joy".

The high-quality food has a smooth plot, accurate grasp of character, sweet and sad emotional drama, and the two mortal enemies are lingering and exciting.

As for another kind of food that makes people "...", Ji Guihe's and Shen Tang's personalities will collapse into a mess.

What kind of delicate beauty after illness, sweet and sticky good child, brother and husband who opened and shut their mouths, eyes are always wet, and they hide themselves when they are shy... and so on.

Thunder is rolling, Wei fans want to scold people when they see it, cp fans want to get rid of fans after seeing it.

The delicate beauty after being sick?Just now, through the wall, I can imagine Shen Tang looking down on all sentient beings.

Ji Guihe often stepped on thunder when sweeping Ribose TAG, holding the mentality of crooked neck tree, no matter how crooked it is, he ate it without hesitation, and his scalp was numb from the thunder of the whole article——Shen Tang is like this in your eyes ?I look like that in your eyes?

However, there is God's will in the dark, ooc Lei Wen unexpectedly overlapped a little bit by coincidence!

Ji Guihe stared at Shen Tang who was pretending to be asleep, and thought seriously: What about me?

Oh.

In ooc Lei Wen, he is a domineering president who is full of sex and thinks only on his crotch.

Seeing that Xiao Jiaohua was shy, she should go up and throw him on the bed, loosen the tie to bind his hands, and then...

Stop.

Stop!

For the first time, Ji Guihe hated his talent of never forgetting.

The string of words was repeated, and the tides ebbed and flowed like sea water, which made him suspect that water had entered his head, and his face turned blue.

Fang Hao asked scratching his head: "Brother Ji...what's the matter with you?"

Ji Guihe forcibly withdrew the corner of his eye that leaked out of his eyes, and without a word, he decisively left the private room, walked to the end of the aisle, and opened the window to blow the air.

Fang Haowen poked his head out, glanced at the end of the aisle in wonder, and retracted his neck: "Brother Shen! The surname Ji ran away!"

Shen Tang, who was pretending to sleep, rolled over and sat up, calmly raising one leg, with an extremely natural attitude, and raised his eyelids to look at Ruan Ke: "I'm not interested in other people's private affairs, but that aunt doesn't seem to give up, tell me, how do you go about it?" thing."

He is not afraid of these things, but he is afraid that Fang Haowen will be entangled.

Ruan Ke, who quietly pretended to be air, was frightened by his quick movements, and when he heard this, his face froze.

Fang Haowen handed the thermos cup to Shen Tang, poured him another cup of hot water, stuffed it into his hand, and complained nonchalantly: "What's the matter with you? You disappeared after the college entrance examination, and you can't find it anywhere. You don’t contact me either. You must have seen me on the set this morning, and you didn’t come to say hello..."

Ruan Ke smiled awkwardly, and explained softly: "I...it's not convenient for me to go over."

Fang Haowen is Shen Tang's personal and life assistant, and if he wants to greet him with a familiar face, there will be a long queue of hundreds of people.

Ruan Ke has been playing tricks all year round, and finally got the chance to come to the crew of "The Moon in the Strings" - although he is still a trick, and the whole show wears a mask, he is very satisfied to be so close to his idol.

Fang Haowen talked quickly for a while, but regretted it when he finished speaking, and immediately borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, threw Ji Guihe to Shen Tang, and Shen Tang gave him the candy, and handed Ruan Ke, patted his thin shoulder: "Tell me what is it?" What's going on, what I can't solve, is covered by Brother Shen."

Ruan Ke smiled bitterly.

Senior Shen... how could he help him with no relatives or reason?

He took a sneak peek at Shen Tang, thinking that his temper would be very impatient, but he saw Shen Tang sitting quietly, holding a thermos cup in white jade-like hands, sipping a sip of hot tea, his posture was leisurely and peaceful, with a sense of freedom Peace of mind from the inside out.

Noticing his gaze, Shen Tang just rolled his eyelids: "It's okay if you don't want to say it."

Everyone has a past that they don't want to talk about, Shen Tang understands.

It's just that if this is the case, it will have to be violent to solve the matter...

Shen Tang narrowed his eyes while pondering, leaning softly on the soft sofa as if his bones had been pulled away.

There were footsteps outside the door, and the door was pushed open with a creak. Ji Guihe, who had gone out to have a blast, came back.

Shen Tang straightened his back as if being pricked by a needle, and his expression changed from a lazy and relaxed expression to an indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Ruan Ke: "..."

Fang Haowen has a lot of experience, and said in a low voice, "You can survive by pretending you didn't see anything."

Ji Guihe rolled up a small blanket from somewhere, threw it on the sofa, moved a chair to sit by the window, leaned back, and sat on a back chair like a dragon chair: "Back to the studio at 03:30 p.m. , stop going on location.”

Shen Tang never went against his body, obediently wrapped up the blanket and raised his eyebrows: "Old man Chen doesn't seem like someone who likes to change his mind on the fly."

Ji Guihe took out his phone, plugged in the earphones, and said casually, "Who knows. Maybe he's sick too."

It's hard being nice.

After finally convincing old man Chen, he would have to be angry with this prick when he came back.

Young Master Ji, who completely forgot to consider "don't come back to be angry", lowered his head, prepared to watch a mixed video, and chewed gum slowly.

Seeing Ji Guihe, he planned to stand there. Shen Tang glanced at Ruan Ke. Before he could make any sarcastic remarks, Ruan Ke took a deep breath, as if to cheer himself up, and whispered: "Actually...she It was my original neighbor."

Shen Tang pressed the tip of his tongue against the palate, and swallowed the words safely.Ji Guihe quietly lowered the volume, ready to hear what trouble Shen Tang had, and had a good time.

Ruan Ke's voice was very low.

If life is a card game, Ji Guihe got the SSR, Shen Tang got the R, and Ruan Ke got the N—the father was addicted to gambling, the mother cheated in marriage, and the father didn't love his mother.

On the eve of the college entrance examination, his parents divorced. On the day of the college entrance examination, his father died in a car accident.

Fate is a eccentric guy, as good as some people are, as bad as others.

After Ruan Ke finished the first subject, he walked out of the examination room full of expectations. What greeted him was the news of his father's death.

He didn't go to the next test.

Dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, he stayed awake until the first seven days before he was freed from the nightmare—or maybe he wasn't freed.

He didn't take the college entrance examination, couldn't go to university, and the ridiculous numbers in the passbook obviously didn't support him to repeat his studies.

The neighbor's uncle took pity on him for being helpless, and often took him to eat at home.Ruan Ke was really embarrassed and wanted to go out to work, but the uncle said that he could introduce him to a job and it would be very profitable.

--acting.

Although his character is timid and inferior, Ruan Ke has a secret desire in his heart that he dare not express.

He longs to act, to experience a different life, and to stand in front of the big screen confidently and proudly like his favorite actors.

So for the first time in his life he had the courage to follow that uncle.

She was taken to a pheasant entertainment company, almost tricked into signing a contract, almost drugged and raped.

When he escaped, the man was still trying to catch him back, and was knocked down by the battery car while crossing the road.He didn't dare to stop, fled in fear, changed the city, relied on his hard work, from extravaganza to secondary, signed a small company, and took the first step.

It's just that I didn't expect to be found after so many years.

Ruan Ke spoke very reservedly, but Shen Tang's brows were frowning, thinking of some unpleasant things.

He also signed a cheating contract, but the nature is different.He signed the contract when he met Xu Linqian, ignoring that he was a child, and squeezed it hard, and the work schedule was full.When Xu Lin took over him, he was suffering from serious and minor illnesses, which never stopped.

Xu Lin swallowed his anger and refused to give him too much work. When the contract ended, he immediately found a lawyer and decided to quit.

Mrs. Xu was not so talkative when she was young, she was raised by raising children.

Shen Tang wanted to ask for more details, but he coughed so loudly as soon as he opened his mouth, the little assistant patted his back and patted his chest in shock, for fear that he would not be able to breathe freely.

Ji Guihe's calm mask was cracked, he took off his earphones with a frown, turned his head, and looked at Ruan Ke: "It seems that your uncle is a pimp."

Ruan Ke didn't expect that he was listening too, so he nodded his head.

His intuition has always been accurate, Shen Tang looked difficult to get close to, but in fact he was surprisingly easy to get along with.

On the contrary, Ji Guihe, who seemed very close, was the most difficult one to get along with.

"It's been a few years, and the pheasant company has probably closed down a long time ago, and they have changed their skin to do other deceitful work." Ji Guihe wound the earphone cable leisurely, the corners of his mouth were not curved, "somewhat intelligent." can think of that.”

Shen Tang's face darkened, he swallowed back the question, and said with a sneer: "Ji Yingdi can't do anything else, but he can definitely play the role of stealing chickens and dogs. He can act in his true colors, and he can do everything from secretly filming and eavesdropping."

Ji Guihe sneered: "Senior Shen, drink more hot water to soak your sharp teeth."

"Jiyingdi, don't use your phone, practice your soul acting skills."

Seeing that they were going to face each other non-stop, Fang Haowen interrupted tremblingly, risking his life: "That..."

Shen Tang and Ji Guihe stared at each other and said in unison: "Shut up!"

Fang Hao asked: "..."

Weak, poor, and helpless.