Mr. Incompetent Bodyguard

On the first day, a total of two programs were recorded, and each recording took three to four hours.Counting the breaks in the middle and the time for makeup and drafting, I worked for more than ten hours.Therefore, although the recording of the program started in the afternoon, it did not end until after three o'clock in the morning.

When Ji Jin came out after recording the show, he found that Shen Qingyu hadn't returned to the hotel first.Shen Qingyu took a nap in the lounge and waited until this point.

Surrounded by people, Ji Jin didn't say anything, got into the car arranged by the program group, and the group went back to the hotel to rest.

The conditions of the hotel today were not particularly good. The program team helped Ji Jin arrange a luxurious double room. Shen Qingyu still lived with Ji Jin, but the two beds were side by side, and there was no suite to separate them.

After entering the room, Shen Qingyu took the initiative to ask: "Is your back sore? Can I press it for you?" On the way back, he found that Ji Jin had been beating his back.

Ji Jin nodded again and again: "Help me press!" The program team gave all hard wooden chairs, which were not flexible at all, and his whole body was about to fall apart after sitting for seven hours.

Ji Jin lay down on the bed: "Press it."

Shen Qingyu walked over and prepared to go to bed familiarly, his eyes swept over the ups and downs of Ji Jin's back, and he stopped suddenly.

If the athletes are massaging each other, or the coach is helping to massage, one person is lying on his stomach, and the other is riding on this person.But this is Ji Jin...

A few seconds later, he quietly retracted his legs that were already kneeling by the bed, touched his ears, sat down on the edge of the bed, twisted his body awkwardly to help Ji Jin press.

He pressed his shoulders and neck first, and Ji Jin snorted twice comfortably to show his affirmation.He went down the spine again, helping Ji Jin loosen his stiff back muscles.

When his hand slipped to his waist, Ji Jin who was lying on his stomach suddenly froze - although he was not ticklish, his waist was the most sensitive part of his body.

Shen Qingyu felt the muscles under his hands harden, and thought he was uncomfortable: "It's sore here? Or does it hurt?"

He lightened his hands, from massaging to gently pushing and kneading.His palm is wide and warm, and the heat is transmitted to Ji Jin's skin through the thin cloth, and then into the brain through countless nerves.Ji Jin felt a tingling sensation running down his spine straight to Tianling Gai.Before he could react, he jumped up and rolled to the other side of the bed.

Shen Qingyu: "..."

Ji Jin: "..."

"Don't press it!" Ji Jin jumped up blushing, grabbed a change of clothes and rushed to the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower first!"

Shen Qingyu's hands were still in the massage movement, and the bathroom door had been slammed shut with a "bang".

……

After Ji Jin took a shower, Shen Qingyu also went to take a shower. Ji Jin couldn't sleep, so he lay on the bed and checked his phone.During the recording of the program, he received a lot of news, so he didn't pay much attention to watching it.Only now will I have time to turn slowly.

He ignored most of the group chats, and friends in the circle asked him to help forward the promotional content. He didn't bother to deal with it, so he forwarded it directly to Su An, and Su An would log on to his Weibo to help him get these.

When he saw a familiar profile picture appearing in the unread message, he suddenly turned over and sat up from the bed.

Piano Concerto No. [-]: "Why haven't you responded to messages? How have you been recently?"

Piano Concerto No. [-]: "Will you be here for your mother's birthday? We miss you so much."

Ji Jin stared blankly at the phone.After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, and it was Shen Qingyu who had finished taking a shower.

Ji Jin did not reply to those two messages, and deleted all the chat records of the Second Piano Concerto as usual, so as to avoid seeing this message next time when he swiped WeChat.

He threw the phone aside and quickly rolled over to lie down.

When Shen Qingyu returned to the room, Ji Jin had already closed his eyes.

Shen Qingyu thought that Ji Jin had fallen asleep first, so he climbed onto the bed lightly and turned off all the lights in the room.

"Good night."

Ji Jin heard Shen Qingyu's low and gentle voice coming from the opposite bed.

His heartbeat accelerated, and in the quiet night, it was like the sound of a drum beating beside his eardrums.

After a while, both of them fell asleep.

……

At noon the next day, everyone set off from the hotel and went to the studio to record the third and fourth episodes of "Little Secret of Love".This variety show will record four episodes at once, and after a few weeks of rest, the next four episodes will be recorded.

On the way there, Su An was on the phone in the car, helping Ji Jin discuss a certain work schedule.

"Next Tuesday and Wednesday? Wait for me to see..." Su An flipped through Ji Jin's schedule while chatting on the phone, "Hey, it's the 23rd? Sorry, we already have arrangements for the 23rd, let's change to another time Bar."

Ji Jin's ears twitched, and he quickly turned his gaze to Su An.

Su An didn't realize it, and continued to talk on the phone: "Need to discuss it again? It's ok, then I'll wait for your news."

After hanging up the phone, Su An looked down at the itinerary, and suddenly there was a hairy head beside her.When she turned around, she saw Ji Jin's big eyes close at hand, and she was so scared that she almost threw out the itinerary: "Oh my god! Why are you coming here suddenly? You scared me!"

Ji Jin pouted: "Whose call was made just now?"

"The ad for the sports drink is said to be due to tight studio schedules," Su An patted his chest in shock, "I want to coordinate the shooting time with us."

"Then go and shoot."

"It's going to be filmed, but they want to film next Tuesday and Wednesday. How can that be?"

"Why not? Let's shoot next week."

Su An laughed: "Have you forgotten? Next Tuesday is my aunt's birthday party, you must go."

Shen Qingyu was originally watching the video of the MMA match a few days ago on his mobile phone, but he raised his head when he heard this.Isn't Su An's aunt Ji Jin's mother?

Ji Jin's face sank, and he sat back in his seat: "Tell them that I have a job and I can't go. Please help me deliver the gift there."

Su An also unbuttoned her seat belt, turned around and looked at Ji Jin: "How can this work? Your mother's [-]th birthday, this is a big birthday, and you have invited more than a dozen tables of guests! As a son, why don't you go?"

"I have a job and can't go."

"You don't have a job."

"I have!"

"you have not!"

"..."

The siblings stared at each other, and the atmosphere in the car was tense.Normally, Su An would try to avoid confrontation with Ji Jin, but this time her posture was very tough.When it comes to family matters, she doesn't intend to spoil Ji Jin.

"Grandpa, grandma, and your grandparents have invited many friends this time, and many leaders and entrepreneurs will come. They also arranged for you to sing on stage. How could you not go?"

Ji Jinru was struck by lightning: "I'm going to sing on stage?! I never promised to go! Who arranged for me to go on stage??"

"But you didn't say you weren't going..." During this time, Ji Jin's parents didn't answer the phone calls and texts he sent him.He did not promise to go, but he did not explicitly refuse either.

Su An said softly, as if coaxing a child: "Be good, Ajin. My aunt only celebrates her birthday once every ten years. She raised such a promising son like you. You have to win her glory in front of everyone, right? Singing is good for you." Isn't it the easiest thing to do?"

Shen Qingyu silently observed the two of them.He felt the urge to chime in, but he resisted.He found that Ji Jin's breathing became a little short, but Ji Jin also restrained himself from making a sound.

Ji Jin didn't say a word until the car drove to the studio.

……

In the studio, after Ji Jin put on her makeup and checked the script, she entered the studio with other stars to prepare for today's recording.

As soon as the stars were gone, the assistants immediately relaxed.Xiao Ning took out two more decks of cards and greeted Shen Qingyu excitedly: "Brother Shen, come and play cards!"

Shen Qingyu smiled: "Are you still playing with me?"

He was the one who won all the time yesterday, and the other winners were dumbfounded. At the end, they all swore angrily and vowed never to play with him again.It seems that one night passed and all was forgotten.

Xiao Ning thought that we almost hit you with a sack together last night.But seeing how handsome you are, I didn't want to make a move... But I said, "Play! Have you ever heard of Feng Shui turns? Today I have to make you spit out what you won yesterday!"

Shen Qingyu was about to step forward when he suddenly saw Su An standing outside the door flicking his phone.With a thought, he shook his head: "You guys play first, I have something to do, I'll talk about it later." After finishing speaking, he left everyone and walked out of the lounge.

Su An leaned against the wall and was sending messages to someone, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of someone beside him.She looked up and found that it was Shen Qingyu, and quickly raised a smiling face: "Xiaoyu? What's the matter?"

"Sister An," Shen Qingyu said softly, "Can I chat with you?"

Su An was startled, put away the phone and smiled, "Okay. It's boring here, let's go for a walk."

The two walked outside the studio, and Su An first went to a milk tea shop on the side of the road to buy a cup of hot tea to warm his hands.She originally wanted to buy a cup for Shen Qingyu, but Shen Qingyu shook his head and refused.

"What do you want to talk about?" Su An asked.The two walked slowly along the empty road in the suburbs.

"Sister An, I remember you said that the relationship between Ah Jin and his parents is not very good..." Shen Qingyu asked, "If he really doesn't want to go to his mother's birthday party, can you not let him go?"

Su An looked at Shen Qingyu in shock.She didn't expect that Shen Qingyu wanted her to talk about this, and she thought it was unbelievable that Shen Qingyu would bring up such an idea.

"You..." Su An shook her head, "I just told you that their relationship is not very close, but that doesn't mean they have a bad relationship! Don't you get along well with your parents? But they are still you Parents?"

Shen Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds, and Su An suddenly realized that she had said something wrong—she had investigated Shen Qingyu's family background, and Shen Qingyu's mother had passed away when he was very young.She didn't know much about the relationship between father and son. She only knew that his father was sick and hospitalized, and Shen Qingyu would pay the hospital for medical expenses every month.She took it for granted for a moment and forgot about it.

"I'm sorry," Su An hurriedly folded his hands to apologize, "I didn't mean to..."

Shen Qingyu shook his head, expressing that he didn't mind.

"I just want to say that we will have a generation gap with our parents, and we will have different personalities. But those are also parents. Just like my relationship with my mother is better, but my father is a stubborn old man. I will quarrel with him every three days. But I still love them very much." Su An said, "Ah Jin is the same. This kind of thing is a matter of principle, you can't indulge him in everything, it's not good for him."

Shen Qingyu turned his head to look at her, his pupils were so black that they couldn't see the bottom.He asked softly, "Are you sure he loves them?"

Su An was shocked again, and was speechless for several seconds.

"Of course I'm sure!" She emphasized angrily, "Don't you live in Ah Jin's house? Have you seen his bookcase? The top shelf is full of books related to Buddhism, all written by his father. This It wasn't his father who gave it to him, he bought it from the bookstore himself!"

Shen Qingyu was slightly taken aback.Ji Jin's bookcase is very high, and the top floor needs to be tiptoed to reach it. He didn't dare to rummage through Ji Jin's things, so he didn't pay attention to it.

"He always adds a cello accompaniment to the title song of each album, using the melody his mother played. Including the song "Run", which you said is your favorite, there is also a cello accompaniment, which is still His mother's famous work back then. This song is now his own famous work!" Su An frowned, "Although I don't know what conflicts exist between Ah Jin and my aunt and uncle, but He must have loved them!"

Shen Qingyu was silent.He doesn't understand music, and he doesn't really know that.

Everyone likes to judge others by themselves, and it seems that this time he is self-righteous.

After a while, he apologized: "I'm sorry, I said something wrong."

Su An took a few deep breaths, and her anger subsided a lot.She shook her head, indicating that the topic was over.

"I can see that you care about Ah Jin very much, and you are sincere." Su An asked him in a slow tone, "It has been more than a month now, how do you think you get along with Ah Jin? Do you like this Working?"

Shen Qingyu smiled slightly: "I like it. I am very happy to work beside him."

"Really? We're happy to have you here. So... are you going to leave in June?"

Shen Qingyu didn't expect that she wanted to say this, and the curvature of the corner of her mouth disappeared involuntarily.

Su An hurriedly said: "If you are not satisfied with the current treatment, or think that the career of bodyguard has no future, we can sit down and discuss it. In a few years, when the contract between Ah Jin and the company expires, we will jump out and do it ourselves. Many things need to be managed by people. You are the most trustworthy person in Ah Jin, and no matter what you say, it is impossible to treat you badly."

"Sister An..." Shen Qingyu was too lazy to say much, but shook his head helplessly. "Didn't we agree from the beginning?"

"It's an agreement," Su An teased, "But I didn't expect you to be so good at the time, what should we do if we are reluctant to let you go?"

"..."

Before Shen Qingyu could speak, Su An seized the opportunity to speak again: "Don't refuse in a hurry, no matter whether you insist on leaving at that time, at least we are already friends, right? As a friend, I can ask you to accept it." Is there any arrangement? You want to go back to be an athlete, so have you joined any organization? Such as the provincial team? The national team? Or some private club or something like that?"

Shen Qingyu was silent for a while, and exhaled a long breath: "Not yet. I have a game in July, and I have already negotiated with the club. If I win, I will sign with the club."

"Oh?" Su An heard the opportunity, and quickly concealed her excitement, "You can sign the contract if you win, so what if you don't win?"

"Find another club, or continue to practice and wait for the next opportunity."

"..." Desperate!Why are you so persistent?

Su An was afraid of causing Shen Qingyu's rebellious psychology, so he didn't dare to pour cold water on him directly, and continued to insinuate: "Then, after you sign with the club, how much salary will you get? How much bonus will you get for playing games?"

Su An asked this question last time, but Shen Qingyu didn't answer.This time he was still not ready to answer.He just found this question a bit funny: "Sister An, what I need is not money."

Don't need money?what do you need?Drink fairy wind and jade dew, live in fairy palace Taoist temple?Su An didn't think so.No one doesn't need money, it's just a question of how much.

"But isn't your father's illness expensive?" Su An asked again, "If your salary is not high, will you not be able to provide him with good medical conditions?"

Shen Qingyu's eyes froze for a moment.His Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he had swallowed something, and soon regained his composure.

"That can't be helped..." Shen Qingyu said with a sigh.He even smiled, although there was a hint of self-deprecation in it.He said softly, "Everyone has his own life."

Su An couldn't believe what she heard, stopped and stared at Shen Qingyu.

In the past month, Shen Qingyu has always been the image of a gentle and sunny boy in her mind, but at this moment, this image has shattered into powder all over the floor.People, each, have, fate?Is this what the son said about his own father?Unless there is some deep hatred between father and son, otherwise this statement is too absurd, right?

Su An suddenly felt that the person in front of him was very strange.