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The thermos is an unremarkable object.

But the story behind it is fascinating.

There are many people in the meeting room.Shen Zui tried to escape, wishing he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

"Ms. Shen, is going home now?" Yan Mingyang paid attention to the intoxicated expression, and continued, "Why don't I go get it now, so as not to forget it later."

Shen Zui: "..."

"Boss Yan is quite leisurely." Pei Yan obviously didn't want to watch the show anymore, and rolled his eyes, "Even I have to pick up a thermos in person, I really have to do everything myself."

Pei Yan left, and the gossiping crowd took their leave and left one after another with their confused and horrible eyes. Some of the brave ones turned their heads once or twice after leaving the conference room.

Shen Zui was ashamed to the tips of his ears, and kept silent.

"Little Tu?" Yan Mingyang couldn't help but want to reach out and squeeze it.

"You're so big!" Shen Zui knocked Yan Mingyang's hand over.His eyes were round and bright, "It's up to you, take it or not."

After Shen Zui finished speaking, he turned around and left, the collar of the windbreaker that had just been erected was half collapsed.

Yan Mingyang stood where he was, looked at the intoxicated back, and smiled after a few seconds.

"Mr. Yan, you..." Hu Tu at the door was about to catch up with Shen Zui, and seemed to remember something.He had suffered before, so he asked tentatively.

"I'll go by myself later." Yan Mingyang suppressed his smile.He casually said, "Is Shen Zui in good condition this morning?"

Hu Tu froze for a moment, then looked at Xiao An.

Xiao An thought about it, "Mr. Shen was a little late going downstairs this morning, and was in a hurry. I don't know if he got up late."

getting up late...

in a hurry...

Yan Mingyang was thoughtful.

"Contact Teacher Ke who taught me Qi Opera," said Shen Zui in the car on the way home, "ask her if she has time to add lessons every week."

"Additional classes?" Hu Tu still couldn't understand why Shen Zui spent so much time learning Qi Opera.He hesitated for a moment, but said straightforwardly, "Do you really have to act the one in "Tassel"?"

Shen Zui put on his peaked cap, crossed his arms and closed his eyes, and leaned against the back of the chair without speaking.

Hu Tu understood that Shen Zui had made up his mind, so he could only sigh, "Okay. I'll help you to ask."

Shen Zui lazily hummed, and opened his eyes again, "Also,"

"Wait." Hu Tu saw the needle, and leaned forward with a serious face, "Let me ask you first, why is Mr. Yan's thermos at your house? What happened yesterday."

Shen Zui looked at Hu Tu silently for a few seconds, ignoring his question, "Also, I may need to hire an acting teacher. This depends on the situation, and we can wait until the script is selected."

Hu Tu: "..."

Perhaps it was because Yan Mingyang would come soon, neither Hu Tu nor Xiao An sent Shen Zui upstairs.

Just as Shen Zui got home and took off his coat, the monitor at the door rang.On the monitor was Yan Mingyang's proud face, looking so intoxicated that he wanted to hit someone.

"Little Tu." As soon as the connection was made, Yan Mingyang greeted him warmly.

With a cold face, Shen Zui pressed the unlock button and hung up the phone with a snap.

"Didn't I tell you yesterday?" After a while, Yan's name became famous.He pushed the door in by himself again, "Don't open the door just to save trouble, it's not safe."

Shen Zui simply ignored Yan Mingyang's words.He just changed into the clothes he wore at home, "The thermos is in the kitchen."

"Yeah." Yan Mingyang went to the kitchen to get the thermos, and opened the refrigerator to take a look, only to find that there was only one bowl of fish soup left.

He froze for a while, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Indulge in the living room.All he heard was the sound of the refrigerator door being opened.

Yan Mingyang came out of the kitchen with an empty thermos bucket and didn't say anything.

Shen Zui felt something was wrong the more he looked at it, and Yan Mingyang's seemingly calm expression was a little inexplicable.

"Then, then I'm leaving?" Yan Mingyang seemed to be reluctant to part, but also seemed to want to refuse to welcome.He looked at Shen Zui, "Remember to drink the fish soup."

Shen Zui is tidying up the messy desktop.He was in a hurry to go out in the morning, and his makeup was still piled up.

"Oh." He responded casually, and suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

fish soup.

fish soup!

There is only one bowl of fish soup left in the refrigerator!

Shen Zui silently opened his eyes wide, and his cheeks gradually became hot.He froze.

Ruined!

Yan Mingyang knows that I secretly drank fish soup last night!

Yan Mingyang hasn't noticed the change in Shen Zui's expression yet.His gaze was attracted by something he didn't recognize on the table, which was a beauty sponge.

The makeup sponge has just been used wet this morning, and it is still very fluffy.The top of it was stained with a white flesh color by the concealer, and I didn't have time to wash it before going out.

"Huh?" Yan Mingyang curiously picked up the beauty sponge, tentatively squeezed it a few times, and felt that it felt good, "It's so soft, what is it?"

"........."

"........."

"........."

From beauty sponge to dark circles and then to insomnia last night...

Shen Zui became angry from embarrassment, snatched back the makeup egg with one strike, and shouted, "None of your business!!"

Yan Mingyang was stunned for a moment, and his hands froze in the air for a while.

After Shen Zui yelled, he also realized that it was a bit too much.He blushed even more, turned around holding the beauty sponge, and lowered his voice, "Don't...don't mess with other people's things all the time."

"Sorry," Yan Mingyang felt a little strange.He leaned forward, carefully scrutinized the intoxicated expression, "Don't be angry, Xiao Tu."

"I'm not angry." Shen Zui's voice was still not loud.His eyes drifted away.

Yan Mingyang was about to raise his hand to pat Shenzui's shoulder, when he suddenly found some unknown substances left on his fingertips.

He was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that it might be the remains of the thing from just now, and after realizing it, "Is that thing made of makeup?"

Shen Zui hummed.He poured some liquid into the beauty sponge cleaner and put the beauty sponge in it.

Yan Mingyang, whose knowledge of beauty makeup is close to zero, stared at it in a daze.He walked to the sink and washed his hands, "I thought it was just for rolling the face to beautify the face. I seem to have seen someone roll the face with eggs before."

"You put on makeup today?" Yan Mingyang's tone was a little surprised.

"It's rare, but strange. I'm an actor," Shen Zui said with a guilty conscience and a stiff voice, "Isn't it normal to put on makeup?"

After Yan Mingyang washed his hands, he walked up to Shen Zui and took a closer look, "Your cosmetics...the effect is very euphemistic."

"........."

"I can even see the little fluff on your skin." Yan Mingyang opened his eyes wide, "I just can't see any difference between this and when you didn't melt."

"........."

Shen Zui opened his mouth and closed it, closed his mouth and opened it again, repeated several times but couldn't say a word.

Yan Mingyang smiled.Just as he was about to reach out his hand to Rua's drunken face, the phone rang.

Yan Mingyang glanced at the screen and connected.Shen Zui knew that it was probably a matter of work, so he turned around and walked aside.

"Hey."

"Okay, I see, I'll be back now."

Shen Zui took out the washed beauty sponge to dry, and cleaned up the tabletop.

"Then I'll go first," Yan Mingyang hung up the phone and put the phone in his pocket.He walked behind Shen Zui, patted his head, "I'll bring you fish soup next week."

Shen Zui quickly entered into hard study, and his life became busy.

Teacher Ke was very pleasantly surprised by Shen Zui's initiative to practice the Qi opera aria in "Tassel", and the requirements for him were even stricter; Shen Zui became a monk halfway through, and his singing could not be comparable to that of a professional, and his figure also needed to be practiced from the basics.

He gets up at six o'clock every morning to practice exercises, and he also develops the habit of long-distance running to increase his lung capacity.

In addition, Hutu brings three scripts worth trying for Intoxication.Intoxicated almost started from scratch, forcing himself to use [-]% methods to rehearse the roles.

Intoxicated and even no longer spray perfume at home.He hired an acting teacher to help him perform short commercials when he was sober and unable to get into the show.

Occasionally, Shen Zui would be in a trance, as if returning to the time when he was just picked by Xia Rusen.He was very confused at that time, and all he could do every day was to obey and work hard.

After such a hard work, the most immediate effect is: intoxicated and visibly thinner.

Yan Mingyang didn't interfere with Shen Zui's work, and didn't even join in every day to add drama to himself.

He always comes to the door on a fixed night every week, bringing fish soup for intoxication;

Before he knew it, Shen Zui began to secretly look forward to the weekly fish soup, like a social animal looking forward to the weekend when he could lay his body down.

It was getting colder and the days were getting shorter every day.

One week's fish soup night, when Yan Mingyang came, he was intoxicated practicing Qixi figure.

"Now that the temperature is low, you have to drink the fish soup as soon as possible." Yan Mingyang is already more familiar with the kitchen here than Shen Zui.He still found two bowls and put the fish soup in the refrigerator symbolically, "It must be reheated when it is cold."

Shen Zui was exercising in the living room, she pursed her lips when she heard this.

"How many times have I said that I never drink fish soup at night."

Yan Mingyang pressed his nose to hold back his laughter.He came out of the kitchen, pretending to be nonchalant, "Alright, you remember to drink."

Even though he could only meet Shen Zui one night a week, Yan Mingyang basically didn't stay much.He put the fish soup away, exchanged a few words with Shen Zui, and then got up to leave.

Shen Zui lay on the window sill, staring at the downstairs.When he saw Yan Mingyang walking out of the unit door, he immediately got up and ran into the kitchen in small steps.

He skillfully took out the fish soup that hadn't cooled down from the refrigerator, smacked his lips, and drank it straight out of the big bowl.

After a while, Shen Zui saw Yan Mingyang's WeChat.

Yan Mingyang: Actually... you are working hard every day now, so it's okay to eat more at night.

Shen Zui's first reaction was that Yan Mingyang saw through.

To be precise, it was Yan Mingyang who decided not to pretend.

Shen Xiaozui: I don't.

Shen Xiaozui: I'm not hungry.

Yan Mingyang: In fact, the fish soup should be the freshest when it is just cooked.

Shen Xiaozui: Do you only know how to make fish soup?

Yan Mingyang: [Ban Shou.jpg]

Shen Zui pouted.He stared at the chat records, and drank the remaining half of the fish soup for the first time.

As before, Shen Zui always starts counting the days on his fingers after drinking the fish soup.

In the early morning seven days later, Shen Drunk woke up a little earlier than usual.He was very energetic all day long, practiced singing and body, and went to the acting teacher for a small lesson.

Probably in order to save stomach for the fish soup, Shen Zui ate very little for dinner today.He paced up and down the living room, reading absently from a script, checking the time now and then.

Yan Mingyang should bring me food today.

Why hasn't Yan Mingyang come yet?

Yan Mingyang seems to be thinking about it!

...

Shen Zui opened Yan Mingyang's dialog box, but didn't send another word.

After all, Yan Mingyang didn't seem to have said that he would come regularly.

Hutu: I have work tomorrow morning, Xiaoan will be at your house at 8:[-].

Stupid: You remember to get up on time.

Shen Xiaozui:......

Shen Zui was a little hungry, but it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.Feeling lonely and depressed, he threw away the phone and fell asleep hugging the pillow.

The next day.

Shen Zui's job this morning is to take pictures.The shortlist for the Silver Cloud Award will be announced soon, and a series of coordinated promotions must be prepared in advance.

Because Pei Yan has a mysterious confidence that "Zuo Liu" will definitely be shortlisted, Shen Zui's team has even started to help him design the appearance of the awards ceremony.

I was intoxicated in the studio for a whole morning, and many sets of clothes were set up like a clothes rack.He made a mistake in judgment last night, and he ate very little in the morning, and now he is starving.

"Regardless of whether you can win an award in the end, as long as you are shortlisted, your status in the industry will be improved again." After work, Hu Tu and Xiao An sent Shen Zui back together.

"Although you passed the Silver Cloud Award in your teens," Hutu said, "you were not the male lead after all."

Shen Zui took out the potato chip bucket as if venting his anger, and hummed.

"How are the preparations for the recent scripts?" Hutu asked again.

Shen Zui took a bite of the potato chips, "I have to tell you the truth, even if I go to audition for these few plays now, it's very difficult for me to get in."

Hutu was a little disappointed, but he still encouraged, "It's okay, there are still many opportunities."

In comparison, the method school relies more on experience and learning than the experience school.Shen Zui's performances in the past have never escaped his own shadow, and when he first learned a new method, he was a bit embarrassed like a toddler in Handan.

"I have to take my time." Shen Zui took a deep breath, still calm.

The monitor at the door rang, and Xiao An got up quickly, "I'll go and have a look."

"Boss Yan!" Seeing Yan Mingyang's face, Xiao An connected without thinking.She turned around after unlocking the lock, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Yan is here!"

Thinking of the fish soup he was given last night, Shen Zui snorted coldly, "What is he doing here? I don't know him well."

"........."

After a while, there was a knock on the door.Xiao An stepped forward to open the door, "Hello, Mr. Yan."

"Hey, there are quite a lot of people today." Yan Mingyang was carrying a black plastic bag with a fishy smell.

Shen Zui was holding the potato chip bucket, sitting cross-legged on the sofa.He pursed his mouth flat, pretending not to see Yan Mingyang.

Hu Tu winked at Shen Zui, and then said to Yan Mingyang, "Mr. Yan is here. Our Teacher Shen just finished shooting a promotional photo this morning, so he's a bit tired. He..."

Yan Mingyang waved his hands and smiled.He carried the plastic bag into the kitchen, his familiarity was jaw-dropping, "It's okay, you sit down."

Xiaoan, who was standing, stood up straighter, and Hutu, who was sitting, also stood up.

Shen Zui finally found an outlet for the pent up breath last night.He put down the potato chip bucket and walked to the door of the kitchen, "What are you doing, did I ask you to come?"

Yan Mingyang washed his hands, grabbed Shen Zui's outstretched fingertips, "I worked overtime yesterday and almost stayed up all night."

"It's none of my business that you work overtime all night," Shen Zui said, about to pull his fingers back.He caught a glimpse of Yan Mingyang's dark circles, "You don't take any money from me if you make money."

"Also, who allowed you to come to my house to cook fish?"

"and also,"

Yan Mingyang listened casually to Shen Zui's seemingly fierce anger, and suddenly pinched Shen Zui's fingertips and placed them on his lips for a kiss.

Shen Zui was caught off guard, "You—"

After the kiss, Yan Mingyang rushed into the kitchen while he was intoxicated and didn't realize it.

"Today I will make you a new dish, dry fried small yellow croaker."

Shen Zui: "?"