Iceberg actor gave birth to a mink for me

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Fei Zhipian, who is single, originally lived with her parents. Two years ago, she raised a dog. Her mother was allergic to dog hair, so she moved out of the house to live with one person and one dog.

When I got home that day, I found a pair of leather shoes at the door, and the Bianmu little butterfly didn’t call out, so I guessed who was coming.

"Brother, why come here when you are free?"

Fei Zhanan didn't take a seat, and put one hand in his pocket, playing with the little butterfly with the free hand.

"Your sister-in-law made soup and asked me to bring it to you along the way."

"Oh," Fei Zhipian opened the thermos bag happily, "My sister-in-law remembers me every time...why are there two copies?"

"Huh?" Fei Zhanan seemed to have just remembered something, "Oh, I have a copy for me. I have something tonight, so it's a good deal for you."

The younger brother understood in seconds: "You told your sister-in-law to work overtime, but in fact, someone was treating guests to dinner, right? I really don't understand bro, what's the point of hiding this, isn't it normal for you to participate in the wine bureau with this kind of work."

"Your sister-in-law always thinks that talking about work at a dinner party is just going out to have a good time, and it's not like you don't know."

Fei Zhipian rejoiced: "Hey, I'm still single and free."

"You're home alone at night, why don't you hang out with your friends?"

"Friend, do you mean Di Ying?"

Fei Zhipian complained that Di Ying may not even remember his name since they fell in love.

"He has been very dedicated to his work recently, so he has no time to talk to us cronies. I suspect that his agent has lowered his head."

After hearing this, Fei Zhanan smiled: "It's not good to be too busy at work. It doesn't matter if you neglect your friends, but it's hard to coax your boyfriend if you neglect them."

Fei Zhipian raised her head in surprise: "Brother, you are here, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"

Fei Zhanan was also surprised: "You don't know? It seems that I slipped the tongue. Di Ying shouldn't blame me, I thought you two would talk about everything."

"No, I mean..." Fei Zhipian stammered for a long time, unable to hide, "Brother, how did you know?"

"There are no secrets in this circle." Fei Zhanan replied meaningfully.

"Okay," Fei Zhipian scratched her head distressedly, "I thought not many people knew about it."

"I brought people to the old man's birthday banquet. I don't think your good friend wants to hide it."

Fei Zhipian was not on guard at all: "I only found out about this not long ago, but Di Ying said that the two of them would have gotten along well when Teacher Ling Ji had switched jobs."

"Do you think that everyone is like you, you are still single at this age, how many times have your parents urged you, I won't help you next time."

"How nice it is to be single, free from restraint." The little butterfly arched over, and Fei Zhipian hugged the dog's neck, "I don't want to be in love, I have a little butterfly."

Fei Zhanan walked to the door, turned around and asked inadvertently, "I also heard a very ridiculous rumor, perhaps—have you ever heard that Di Ying has a child?"

Fei Zhipian was just scooping up a spoonful of soup into his mouth, when he heard the words, he squirted it out.

"How is it possible? Who would make such rumors? Teacher Ling Ji is a man, and he can't—"

He realized later: "Brother, don't you suspect that Di Ying has a boyfriend and a girlfriend? Impossible, I have known him for so many years, this character can still vouch for him .”

Fei Zhanan smiled knowingly: "It seems that people who make up such rumors are really boring, you should hurry up and drink soup, be careful not to get cold."

When the door closed, the smile on his face disappeared, as if he had changed from just now.

He recalled the photo posted by Hou Ying. The person who took the photo didn't dare to turn on the flash. He could only see that it was a red-eyed animal. Even if he zoomed in, he couldn't identify the species.

But Hou Ying came back as if possessed by a demon, firmly believing that this animal was Di Ying's illegitimate child, making people wonder what was going on.

……

There are many dance classrooms in Di's building for the use of its artists, and Teacher Di Ying is currently occupying one of them.

The only student, Ling Ji, has a thick guidebook on raising mink on his head, and he is practicing not to drop the guidebook for 10 minutes on the catwalk.

There are not only the two of them in the classroom, but also the supervisor Xiao Jia, the recorder Xiao Yi, and the auditor Xiao Ao.

"6 minutes and 39 seconds," Xiao Yi pressed the stopwatch at the moment the guide fell, "Unfortunately, this is the 59th time that I failed the challenge."

Repeated setbacks made Ling Ji feel extremely tired.

"It's just a red carpet, not a runway, why do you have to train so strictly?"

He's an actor, not a model.

Teacher Di Ying is very strict: "You walk from the end of the red carpet to the middle, take a few poses and then walk off the red carpet. Although the whole process will not exceed 10 minutes, there will be hundreds of cameras aimed at you and thousands of photos. Being left behind, millions of viewers watching online, every second and every angle counts."

Ling Ji sat on the floor, panting slightly: "I have been trained, but I don't think there will be an artist walking the red carpet with a book on her head. You are simply a force to be reckoned with."

Xiao Jia came up with inspiration: "Yoyo, I'm a straight man with a guide on my head, you're making things difficult for me—"

Xiaoyi: "skr～skr～"

Small concave: countersunk SWAG, 咻——

Di Ying regarded them as air.

"The top book is to keep your body tall and straight. Have you never heard that the red carpet is a quality inspection instrument to test the appearance of celebrities? Some celebrities patronize the whole face, walk with round shoulders and hunchbacks, and no matter how expensive the dress is, they can't support it." , The true colors are revealed as soon as they go on the red carpet. Teacher Ling's appearance and temperament are impeccable, if he can strengthen his aura a little bit, it will be perfect."

Training Di Ying is rigorous, but it is also necessary to coax the students to maintain their enthusiasm for training.

Although Ling Ji agrees with his words, he is not 100% convinced after all.

"I don't believe it, can you walk with this thing for 10 minutes?"

"That's what you said," Di Ying picked up the guide, and flipped around in mid-air handsomely, "If you can do it, what are you betting on?"

Ling Ji had long been used to him making excessively unscrupulous requests, so Di Ying's next request was surprisingly serious.

"10 minutes is a requirement for you. I can't lose my book in three 10 minutes. Your training goal today must be achieved. Add eight additional sets of planks."

"Brother Di Ying is simply a devil's coach." Xiao Yi complained in a low voice.

Xiao Jia reconsidered: "It's not bad, if my brother goes to a variety show training camp as a mentor, it's guaranteed that none of the trainees will want to debut."

Debut or live, normal people will choose the latter.

Ling Ji obviously didn't believe it: "Okay, then please."

Di Ying snapped his fingers to the corner: "Xiao Yi, time."

He put one hand in his pocket, and his whole person seemed to have changed since he took the first step.

The sloppy sloppiness was swept away, and the surrounding light was gathered around him, attracting the attention of others like a magnet.

It is also expressionless, but unlike Ling Ji who rejects people thousands of miles away, it is rather rebellious and does not take anyone seriously.

At the same time, it also makes people believe that if his gaze stays on a certain person, it is like a wild beast locking its prey, and will pounce on the person in the next second and bite the person into pieces.

Ling Ji felt with his body what the aura in his mouth felt like. The aura was to draw everyone into his domain, making people completely unaware of the existence of other people.

What he is stepping on is not the floor of the dance studio, but the auditorium stage full of audiences. If the spotlight has a soul, he will be the only living body that the light focuses on.

Di Ying walked back and forth in the classroom two times gracefully and whistled.

Xiao Ao jumped up and climbed up to his waist in a circle. Di Ying lifted the ferret up to his shoulder like a hero.

He wore a shoulder pet, showed several angles like a model, and raised his hand again, Xiaoao jumped along the flat arm to the fingertips. The whole process was as if the book was firmly glued to the top of the head, without even shaking Had.

Xiao Yi's eyes were about to grow to his body, and she subconsciously sighed: "Brother Di Ying is so handsome..."

Xiao Jia is only a little more immune than him: "Although I have watched it for several years, I still feel the same every time I watch it."

Ling Ji begs to be defeated, and the 10 minutes have not arrived yet, but knowing that there is no point in waiting, she stands up again, and obediently puts the guide on Di Ying's head back on her head.

It's just that he is still curious, the basic skills of catwalks can be practiced, how to create that strong and exclusive attraction?

"How did you practice it?"

Di Ying raised the corners of her lips: "Because I knew from a young age that as long as I appear in public, everyone's eyes will be on me, and anyone has the right to take out their mobile phone to take pictures of me. It will be regarded as material and hacked all over the Internet. Therefore, I just want to make every second and every frame look shockingly handsome."

Xiao Jia didn't know whether he was praising or mocking: "Did you hear me, my brother's success today is due to his extraordinary self-confidence and... narcissism!"

Xiao Ao stood upright on her two hind legs, swaying past him, with a leaf on her head.

"Did you see?" Di Ying pointed in surprise, "My son is about to learn to walk upright! Very good, our family will be rolled up, and all the stars of the night will be eclipsed!"

Suddenly, the noise of several young people came from the corridor.

"I told you that your ENDING posture is wrong!"

"Why is it wrong, the dance teacher recorded it like that on the VCR!"

"You must have read it wrong, you stepped on me at the end of the round!"

The door of the dance studio was pushed open, and Di Ying suddenly realized that Xiao Ao was still there, and rushed to block in front.

The other three people had the same idea as him, and the four rushed together from four directions, abruptly making an ENDINGPOSE.

Xiao Hongshu, who was the first to push the door in, was taken aback, bowed and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't know someone was practicing dance in this classroom. Excuse me, let's change to another classroom."

The door closed, and the four breathed a sigh of relief.

Di Ying: "What's going on, didn't I tell you two to lock the door after entering?"

Xiao Jia: "This incident means that Mr. Yi was walking behind me..."

Xiao Yi: "Mr. Jia was the last one to come in, I remember very clearly..."

"Don't blame each other, you two, hurry up and lock the door."

"Yes, yes, yes." The two walked towards the door at the same time, and the door suddenly opened again, and the four people who had just dispersed quickly gathered together again, looking like a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara.

Xiao Hongshu stood outside the door overjoyed: "I didn't realize it all at once, Brother Di Ying, you also need to practice dancing?"

He looked back and was even more surprised: "Huh? Teacher Ling Ji is here too? Are the two teachers planning to participate in some cross-border variety show?"

Di Ying: "..."

Seeing that Di Ying didn't respond, Xiao Hongshu patted his chest enthusiastically: "It's me, Xiao Hongshu, brother Di Ying, do you still remember? I had a live broadcast with you on the show, and thanks to you, I formed a group Yes, and got the C position!"

Di Ying said blankly, "We need to practice, please get out."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Xiao Hongshu bowed 90 degrees and retreated.

The four breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Ji had never experienced this before, and he was exhausted: "Xiao Yi, go and lock the door."

"I'm going right now!"

The two little assistants competed to lock the door, but they both ran halfway and the door was pushed open again, and they both slid and knelt back to their original positions at the same time.

Just as Ling Ji grabbed Xiao Ao into his arms, Di Ying didn't have time to stand in front of him, turned him in a circle to protect him, and made a tango lunge.

Xiao Hongshu: "Uh, brother Di Ying, may I take the liberty to make a suggestion? There was a small problem with the ENDINGPOSE just now, that is, your hand blocked Teacher Ling's face... Oh, you guys changed it, and hugged it instead. Together, it’s good to hug each other, Teacher Ling can raise his legs a little more..."

Di Ying's mouth rounded, and without saying the word "roll", Xiao Hongshu rolled away in a hurry.

The door was closed, but the four of them maintained a difficult posture, and no one dared to move, for fear of being killed again.

Xiao Jia: "Brother, I can't hold on anymore, can we move?"

Xiaoyi: "I feel like my brother is about to lose his grip. He hasn't practiced the splits before."

Ling Ji: "...let me down."

The corners of Di Ying's mouth twitched: "This kid is a bit careless, he needs to be treated."

Xiao Ao emerged from Ling Ji's arms, and added a sentence of deep approval: "Zhi..."

……

Ling Ji finally made his debut under Di Ying's devil training. Today's red carpet session is the highlight of the year. Almost all invited artists came to the company early to prepare for makeup.

To avoid suspicion, the two left home at different times. Under Yu Jingji's control, the matter of Ling Ji's return to the public eye began to warm up slowly a few days ago, just to build momentum for tonight.

I heard that when Ling Ji arrived at the company, everyone from the artists to the staff all gathered in the hall under the pretext of seeing what happened to the top card who had been forcibly hidden by the crown prince for nearly a month.

The expected weight loss and emaciation did not appear. Ling Ji not only ate a lot and slept well this month, but also worked out with Di Ying for a week. Everyone who saw him was amazed:

Before, I thought that Ling Ji was not as good-looking as ordinary people, but it turned out that he could be even more stunning.

Xiao Yi, who was following Ling Ji, could feel the changes in her aura after the special training. People who passed by bumped into the wall in a daze frequently.

He even heard someone whispering whether Ling Ji had undergone plastic surgery this month, and thought it was funny, which genius doctor could make a beauty like his brother out of nowhere.

The staff went to pick up the person, but was pulled back by a hand.

"Where are you taking people?"

The staff looked at the man with two peacock feathers on his chest in surprise. He was also a signed artist of the company.

"Of course I took it to the dressing room arranged for Teacher Ling Ji."

Peacock Mao suggested maliciously: "How can the other dressing rooms be worthy of Teacher Ling Ji's status? Isn't that one still vacant?"

He raised his jaw, which was obvious.

The staff quickly waved their hands and refused: "How can that be done, that is Brother Di Ying's special dressing room."

Although there is no clear regulation, it is an internal convention that the best dressing room belongs to Di Ying. Even if Di Ying is not in the company most of the time, no one dares to occupy it.

"Didn't Teacher Ling Ji offend Brother Ying some time ago? You don't want to see if he will be thrown into limbo if he dies again? When Brother Ying comes, even if he gets angry, it's not against you, for sure. It's for that one over there."

"Stop making trouble!" the staff yelled in a low voice, "I still want to keep my work permit, I don't want to be fired!"

"Tsk," Peacock Mao pushed the person away with a finger in disgust, "coward, I'll do it."

The onlookers giggled and prepared to watch the play.

"The man surnamed Kong is going to make trouble again. He is a good teller."

"Didn't it mean that those two people have already shaken hands and made peace? Brother Di Ying even brought Teacher Ling Ji to Dao Xin's birthday banquet."

"Don't believe it, my informant told me that it was all fake, the company wanted to collect money from Ling Ji, and Brother Di Ying took it for a show."

"Teacher Ling Ji," Peacock Mao walked over with a smile on his face, "The dressing room is ready, I'll take you there."

Seeing that this person was well-dressed and looked like an artist preparing for a catwalk, Ling Ji felt a little strange that he didn't look like a staff member in charge of coordinating.

But he didn't think about other places, and let the other party lead the way, and came to an extremely luxurious dressing room, every detail of the decoration reflected Di Shi's wealth.

Peacock Mao took a glass of water for Ling Ji meticulously, and wiped the stool surface again and again.

"You wait here for a moment, the make-up artist will arrive later."

Before leaving, he gently closed the door.

Ling Ji did not doubt that he was there, and sat down in front of the mirror, in front of him was a dazzling array of cosmetics, all of which looked expensive.

Xiaoyi followed his poor boss and hadn't seen much of the world. At this time, he touched those bottles and cans with envy.

"Brother, you said it would be great if we could also have an exclusive dressing room?"

Ling Ji lowered his eyes, these extravagant cosmetics didn't seem to arouse his interest.

"365 days a year, the time in the company does not exceed five days, what kind of dressing room do you want?"

"That's true," Xiao Yi stared at Ling Ji in the mirror and sighed regretfully, "Besides, with my brother's appearance, he can instantly kill everyone without makeup, and there is no need for makeup at all."

However, he is still not reconciled: "But at least there is an exclusive makeup artist. I think celebrities in the same class will bring one or two makeup artists, three or four assistants, and drivers and bodyguards when they go out. Who dares to provoke a mighty team?"

Ling Ji raised his eyes and met his own in the mirror: "Are you going to fight in groups on the set, and you still need to rely on the number of people to win?"

There was a lot of movement outside, and Xiao Yi hurriedly put the perfume bottle she was playing with back to its original place.

"Could it be that the makeup artist is here? I'll go and answer the door."

As soon as Di Ying stepped into the company, he was surrounded by various people. Some confirmed with him the order of entry that night, and some asked which accessories to choose. Everyone they met along the way greeted him respectfully.

He used the same dressing room every time, and knew where to go without leading the way.

The person guarding the front line to report the news ran over to announce: "Brother Di Ying is here, brother Di Ying is here..."

Everyone tidied their hair, checked their clothes, put on a red-carpet look ahead of time, and tried to get Di Ying to take an extra look at themselves when they passed by.

An entertainer with a strong sense of justice couldn't stand it, and wanted to expose the tricks of these people.

"I really can't stand you guys. Ling Ji is not sociable, but he has never harmed you. Is it interesting to frame people like this?"

A small group of people were moved by him, and they hesitated whether to inform them, but no one wanted to be the young bird.

Peacock Mao stopped the injustice at the door of the dressing room.

"How can you say that? Whose artist are you? Who is fighting for resources for you? Now your boss is choosing sides with his opponent. Do you want to stand on the opponent's side?"

"Is it a question of choosing a side now? You are clearly sowing discord!"

"I'm talking about this righteous person, how much resources has been monopolized by one person this year when Ling Ji became popular," Peacock Mao's true purpose was finally revealed, "I remember you also have the same label as Ling Ji, maybe he's an endorsement I will come to you, you, a beneficiary, why empathize with your opponent, get out of the way!"

Di Ying and his party walked towards them, but Peacock Mao enthusiastically stepped forward to stop them.

"Brother Ying, how about I take you to the dressing room opposite? This one is not very convenient, and there is a little accident."

He rubbed his hands in embarrassment and turned his head twice.

Di Ying stopped, smelling some conspiracy in this man.Including some people around, their eyes also radiated the light of eating melons.

He remained calm: "What's going on?"

Seeing the injustice on the road: "No, Brother Di Ying, don't listen to his nonsense, it's actually this person..."

The peacock feathers pushed people away fiercely.

"How should I tell you? In fact, many people have explained that it is your dressing room just now, but... But they just didn't listen, and they said they only liked this one, and we have nothing to do..."

Di Ying's expression became more ruthless than before, and his steps became bigger.Everyone in the company knew that the crown prince had a bad temper, and feared that a hot war would be unavoidable later.

More and more people were waiting to watch the excitement, and Peacock Mao was still pretending to block the way.

"Brother Ying, I think it's okay to just forget it. Teacher Ling Ji definitely didn't do it on purpose. He rested for so long, and today is the first day of his comeback. Forget it, forget it, Brother Ying."

Di Ying pushed him away rudely, and Xiao Yi just opened the door at this moment.

"Huh? What is—"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was ruthlessly pushed away. The mighty team stayed outside, and Di Ying entered the room alone.

People outside all looked at it with their necks stretched, for fear of missing this good show.

Peacock Mao stood in the front row, proudly folded his arms, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the sky.

Ling Ji raised his head and saw that it wasn't the makeup artist but Di Ying, his eyes were puzzled.

Di Ying tapped the dressing table twice with his knuckles, and hooked his fingers twice.

"You are using this room without authorization, right? Come on, get up for me."