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Shen Zui had just left the ward a few steps away when he suddenly saw Hu Tu rushing over.

"Little drunk!"

"What's wrong?" Shen Zui pressed down his peaked cap casually.

"Mr. Yan just sent me a message." Hu Tu approached, lowered his voice, "Let me stop you."

Shen Zui froze for a moment, frowned, "Stop me?"

"Yeah." Hu Tu nodded, "Boss Yan said that he can handle those people, and you should obediently recover in the hospital."

Shen Zui: "But I just said I would go, not to mention they came to see me."

Hu Tu thought for a while, "Let's say you got caught in the rain and suddenly had a high fever, and passed out again."

"How can I hide this?" Shen Zui's expression became serious, "I'm hospitalized in Qi City, and people will know when they ask."

"With Yan Mingyang in your hands, no one will force you." Hu Tu earnestly said, "Besides, dealing with people in the government department is the most troublesome. It doesn't matter if it's us or them who need to do things, they will do it." Like a grandpa."

"They came to see you, definitely not just to see your doctor. What will you do if you have to be on some program?"

"It's not the rules of variety shows, but you set it yourself."

Shen Zui's eyes were serious, and he remained silent.

What he was thinking at the moment was not these things, but Yan Mingyang's recommendation spot that was almost taken away when he was in high school.

Regarding this hometown, both Shen Zui and Yan Mingyang have some bad memories; in comparison, Shen Zui feels that Yan Mingyang is the one who was hurt more deeply.

After all, objectively Shang Qishi has never done anything to be sorry for Shen Zui, but Yan Mingyang has been treated unfairly in real terms - because of the crimes committed by his father, and also because of the people in power back then.

Yan Mingyang is quiet on the surface, but he has never been willing to cooperate with Qishi.

"...Xiao Zui?" Seeing that Shen Zui was in a trance and not speaking, Hu Tu called again tentatively, "Boss Yan has rich experience and is good at handling such occasions; if you say something wrong, you might as well not go. "

Hutu patted Shenzui's shoulder reassuringly, "Forget it."

Shen Zui pursed his lips, his expression a little lonely, "If I go, will I cause trouble for Yan Mingyang?"

Hu Tu obviously froze, his face hesitated, and he said after a while, "Boss Yan didn't say that..."

"But you think so," Shen Zui said with flat eyes and no ups and downs in his tone, "the fact is also true, isn't it?"

Hu Tu sighed helplessly, "You are an actor who relies on his ability to make a living, so naturally he is not as good at dancing as those of us; if you can handle all communication by yourself, why do you need me as a manager?"

Shen Zui heard Hu Tu's meaning, "Then are you going?"

"I'll show off with a smile later;" Hu Tu signaled Shen Zui to rest assured, "Just say you passed out from illness; the itinerary for the next year will give priority to the promotion of "Zuo Liu" and Pei Yan's new work, and it is not convenient to take it for the time being." notice."

Shen Zui looked confused, and after a while he hummed almost inaudibly.

He turned around and walked towards the ward, his footsteps were even and slow, he really looked like a person who was too sick to stand still.

Hu Tu hurriedly followed, as if planning to take care of Shen Zui before going.

"Okay, Xiao An is here to fetch water and eat." Shen Zui stopped, paused, "Hurry up and go."

Perhaps the few seconds of rain in the morning were really too cold, and Shen Zui felt sleepy as soon as he returned to the ward, and only took two bites for lunch.

He was lying on the hospital bed to hang water, he didn't even have the strength to move, but he was still thinking about it.

I don't know what kind of medicine those people sell in the gourd.

Yan Mingyang didn't say when he would be back.

Stupid didn't mention it.

What a worry!

...

After a while, Shen Zui fell asleep faintly from worry.

In the afternoon, Liang Ce came.

Yan Mingyang and Hu Tu had a meal with those people at noon, and were dragged to "watch the project" in the afternoon.As soon as he was away, Liang Ce was passive and slowed down his work, currying favor with Sang Lili and allowing him to come and see Shen Zui.

"Liang Ce? Why are you here?" Shen Zui woke up from a nap, his face was red and hot, and he was still drinking water.

"I heard that you were caught in the rain this morning," Liang Ce said with a concerned look on his face, "After all, there is nothing to do today, so I am a little worried."

"Yan Mingyang hasn't come back yet..." Shen Zui just woke up, with his little head drooping, as if in a daze.

"No, how can we talk about the project so quickly." Liang Ce poured a cup of hot water for Shen Zui and put it at hand, "He probably got away at night, so he allowed me to watch you."

"Look at me?" Shen Zui became a little more sober, but he raised his eyebrows and was not satisfied.

Liang Ce nodded, "Yan Mingyang is afraid that you will run around again."

"........."

Shen Zui sat up from the bed, holding a water glass in one hand, "He is mainly afraid that I will socialize with those people from those government departments."

"Ah?" Liang Ce was a little surprised, "Why. It's a good endorsement to be on an official program, let alone your hometown."

"I can't sing, and I can't dance, so what kind of show can I be on?" Shen Zui woke up like a ghost.He put down his water glass and leaned back, "I've never participated in variety shows."

Liang Ce, a tenth-level scholar of "Tassel", thought for three seconds, and suddenly said, "Mr. Shen, don't you know how to sing Qixi?"

Hu Tu received a call from Shen drunk at almost five o'clock in the afternoon.At that time, he was visiting the project with him out of place.

After lunch, Yan Mingyang probably didn't want these people to go to the hospital to disturb Shen Zui, so he took the initiative to agree to further activities in the afternoon.He didn't really let go of his promise to anything, so he never got away.

Hutu couldn't find an excuse to leave, so he had to be with them without embarrassment.

When he was about to go to the dinner place, Hu Tu's cell phone rang.He slipped aside and connected, "Hello."

"Hello." Shen Zui's voice was still light, obviously the fever had not completely subsided, "I just thought about it, and suddenly remembered one of my specialties."

"What?" Hutu asked.

Shen Zui: "Qi Xi."

"........."

Hu Tu asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say that you could sing a few lines during the filming of "Tassel", and then you forgot all of them?"

"That's a bit of a foundation." Shen Zui's nose should be stuffed, and he spoke softly, "If you make a surprise attack, there is always a chance."

"EMMM..." Hutu didn't comment.

"You find a suitable opportunity to mention it." Shen Zui had already made a decision for Hu Tu, "Just say that I can perform a short piece of Qixi on the show, but I need to give me a period of time to practice."

After Shen Zui finished speaking, he hung up the phone.It was time for dinner, and he was more energetic during dinner, eating half a bowl of rice more than at noon.

After the meal, Liang Ce accompanied Shen Zui for a short walk in the hospital garden.Afterwards, Liang Ce went back, and stayed in the ward intoxicated until 45:[-] p.m. without hearing the news of Yan Mingyang and Hutu.

Intoxicated drove Xiao An away, and he played the video of Qi Xi on the tablet alone, sulking while watching.

He used to go to one or two social dinners with Liu Heng, and he hated it when he thought about it.

There is a lot of water hanging during the day, and I am sleepy after nine o'clock when I am intoxicated.He propped the tablet aside, and after lying down, he listened to Qi Opera to make him fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened from the outside.

Yan Mingyang often participates in social games.This time he was caught by the weakness of intoxication, and he was ready to break the principle and make concessions.

Unexpectedly, halfway through dinner, Hu Tu suddenly said that Shen Zui would like to come back and sing Qixi.

For the people in Qishi, this is simply a blessing from heaven.Not only can you use the reputation of intoxication, but you can also promote Qi opera.

Yan Mingyang was stunned for a long time, even a little caught off guard.

The meal ended in a happy and peaceful atmosphere. After Yan Mingyang got away, he grabbed Hu Tu and asked him what was going on.

Hu Tu: "Shen Zui called me suddenly at dusk. I thought about it, if it can be done, it would be considered a good thing, so I agreed."

Yan Mingyang frowned and said, "The intoxicated Qi opera was sung by his grandma when he was a child. If he is willing to perform on stage, how can he wait so many years?"

Hu Tu didn't know much about Shen Zui's family situation, so he didn't understand it for a while.

"I'll go to the hospital to see him." Yan Mingyang looked at the time.

Qi Opera's scheduled closing time has already arrived, the ward is quiet, and several lights have been turned off.Shen Zui was lying on the bed, a few limp fingers grasping the corner of the quilt, already falling asleep.

Yan Mingyang had been socializing for nearly a day and just got off the dinner.He looked as usual, not even a trace of excess exhaustion could be seen on his face, and only when he got close could he smell a slight hint of alcohol.

Yan Mingyang's footsteps were very light, and his breathing was deliberately lowered.

He bent down by the bedside of Shen Zui, and looked at this small face in the dim light.

Already fast asleep.

Ask again tomorrow.

Yan Mingyang pursed his lips, his Adam's apple rolling.

He slowly stuffed his intoxicated hands back into the warm quilt, planning to leave.

Yan Mingyang was about to get up when he saw those eyes, which had been closed obediently just now, suddenly opened, and the round pupils looked straight at him, shining shockingly.

"You," Yan Mingyang's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been caught for doing something bad.He subconsciously licked his lower lip, "Woke you up?"

Shen Zui's small face was so cold and expressionless, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll come and see you." Yan Mingyang spoke for a moment.

Shen Zui turned his head bluntly and quickly, almost writing "I won't let you see" written on his face.

The ward is not small, but it seems not so big because of the silence and darkness.All noteworthy elements in this space are gathered in front of the hospital bed, a small corner.

Yan Mingyang leaned over Shen Zui's side, his eyes lingering on his skin as thin as a cicada's wing.Shen Zui lost a little weight again, it would be a crime not to love him.

By coincidence, Yan Mingyang suddenly stepped forward and sipped lightly on the tip of Shen Zui's nose.

Shen Zui suddenly choked for breath, his eyes widened.

"That day my dad showed me a poster of "Insufficiency". I really didn't think about what to say." Yan Mingyang felt a little helpless, "There were other people beside me at the time."

"Oh." Shen Zui raised his head and raised his hand, pulling the dead skin between his fingers under the moonlight.

Yan Mingyang looked at Shen Zui, and said, "Did you ask the Buddha to jump over the wall yesterday?"

"No." Shen Zui pouted immediately.

Yan Mingyang paused for a second, "I wanted to accompany you to see your mother, but I didn't expect you to run to the temple so soon."

"I don't want you to accompany me." Shen Zui snorted softly.

Shen Zui continued to pull dead skin, his expression became more serious than before.Yan Mingyang looked at him from the side with a calm expression.

After a while, he leaned forward a little bit, and said slowly in a breathy voice, "You're still angry with me."

Shen Zui's movements of pulling the dead skin paused, and then he rolled his eyes smoothly, turned his back to Yan Mingyang, "I'm going to sleep."

Yan Mingyang quietly looked at the appearance of being drunk in the quilt under the moonlight, and naturally changed the subject, "If you don't want to go to that Qixi opera, forget it."

"I have a way to get rid of them."

"I'm willing to go." Shen Zui said, sat up halfway from the bed, and looked at Yan Mingyang very rudely, "My grandma sang Qi opera when she was young, and she also likes to hum when she gets older. It wasn't because of Qi Opera, I didn't have a chance to be picked by Teacher Xia back then."

Yan Mingyang looked at Shen Zui, and suddenly leaned forward and kissed him again.

Shen Zui quickly raised his slap, but when he was about to hit Yan Mingyang's face, his speed decreased sharply, and finally there was a soft "slap".

Shen Zui turned his head away, "Get lost. You are not allowed to interfere with my work."

With a smile on the corner of Yan Mingyang's mouth, he stood up in satisfaction, "I'll come see you tomorrow."

Intoxicated with his right hand wrapped around his left, silent.

"Why did you remember to sing Qi opera?" When he reached the door, Yan Mingyang paused reluctantly.

"Liang Ce mentioned it this afternoon." Shen Zui pouted, "I have to sing well, this is an act of pampering fans."

"........."