The plot is different from what I thought [Quick Transmigration]

Zhou Qi lay on the bed, silently looking at the WeChat chat records in front of his face.

This is the record from last night.

-Xiao Ming: Do you enjoy the hot pot? [happy] [happy]

Fu Ye never used emoticons, emojis, and WeChat to bring his own emoticons. When Zhou Qi saw the smiling faces of the two, he felt something was wrong.But the spicy hot pot made Zhou Qi lose his desire to survive.

-Boyfriend: Happy!

-Xiao Ming: How happy are you? [happy] [happy]

Zhou Qi was busy pouring sour plum soup, and hurriedly typed four words: very happy.

-Xiao Ming: Okay, then you have a good time.See you tonight. [smile] [smile]

I was so happy that at 10:30 in the evening, Zhou Qi came back and was massaged and washed from head to toe. After washing off the spicy hot pot smell, he was massaged and washed from the inside out.Mainly internal cleaning.

It may not be counted as cleaning, saying that cleaning is to look decent, but in fact it is an unseemly punishment.

One thing that really stimulated Zhou Qi's visual nerves was that he was in a mess and naked, while Fu Ye didn't even have a single extra wrinkle on his collar, and his demeanor was as usual, as if he wasn't doing anything embarrassing. thing.

He even said that even if Fu Ye went to the meeting as he is now, there would be nothing wrong with it.

Only the index and middle fingers of the right hand were wet.

After washing for more than two hours, Zhou Qi felt like a dog who went to a pet shop for a bath. He was washed out of shape, and even the hair was limply stuck to the skin before he was released by the nurse.

Until this morning, Zhou Qi didn't know what Fu Ye was angry with last night.

Maybe it was because he was too small-minded, and he was angry that he would not take him when he went out to eat Sichuan hot pot.

But Fu Ye never fucking eats spicy food, why would he go out to eat spicy hot pot without taking him?

A vexatious man.

The door was pushed open.

It's seven o'clock in the morning.

Zhou Qi was too lazy to look up, only to hear: "Did you wash up?"

"Wash." Zhou Qi raised his lips, "I'll sleep a little longer."

"Go back to sleep later." There was a soft sound of falling objects from the wooden cabinet, "Drink the milk."

Zhou Qi didn't even lift his head, and asked, "Where are you?"

Fu Ye said, "On the cabinet, sit up first."

Zhou Qi sat up slowly, with one leg bent and his elbow resting on his knee. He looked at Fu Ye nonchalantly, and suddenly grinned: "Why didn't I see it? You blocked it."

It was clearly next to his hand, Fu Ye frowned, took the glass and handed it over: "Didn't you see it?"

"Thorn-"

The slight zipper sound.

Fu Yeduan's hand on the glass stiffened, and he stared down at Zhou Qi.

Zhou Qi got closer, the tip of his nose was only a few centimeters away. "It's blocked by the pants, Mr. Fu."

The grip on the glass was getting tighter and tighter.

"Mr. Fu, feed me?"

Fu Ye raised his other hand, intending to lift Zhou Qi's chin, so that he wouldn't... get so close.Zhou Qi was just teasing people, not serious.

Zhou Qi is the kind of person who is least likely to like men, he doesn't like to sleep with him very much, and he also doesn't like to do such nasty things.

Just trying to tease him.

"Don't make trouble, Zhou..."

Just as his hand touched Zhou Qi's jaw, Fu Ye saw that Zhou Qi looked at him without blinking and licked it.

The strength of the hand holding the milk glass suddenly lost balance, and with a "bang", the glass fell to the ground and shattered.The milk splashed onto Zhou Qi's eyes, shoulder sockets, and the back of his hands, and trickled down along the skin texture.

Zhou Qi licked the back of his hand: "It's hot."

With a calm expression on his face, Fu Ye took out a tissue and wiped Zhou Qi's face: "Sorry, I didn't hold it steady. You go take a shower." As if afraid of what Zhou Qi would say again, Fu Ye

Ye continued, "After washing, I want to ask you something."

Zhou Qi raised his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"Let's talk after you take a shower."

"……Oh."

His hair was also sticky, so Zhou Qi washed his hair again, and it came out wet.

Breakfast is on the table, ham and cheese croissants, vegetable salad.

To be honest, Zhou Qi felt that if Fu Ye stopped being an actor, he could still be a cook.

Zhou Qi sat down at the table and asked obediently: "Mr. Fu, what do you want to ask me?"

Fu Ye pushed a cup of freshly squeezed fruits and vegetables, and the breakfast table clearly showed the difference between adults and primary school students, Zhou Qi drank juice, Fu Ye drank black coffee.

In fact, Zhou Qi wanted to drink Coke, but Fu Ye refused.

Fu Ye said, "I want to ask you, would you like to make a movie."

Zhou Qi was taken aback, and smiled: "Mr. Fu, you still want me to make a movie? Didn't I say I can't do it?"

"I can teach you."

"..." Zhou Qi drank the juice for a while and asked, "Why do you insist on me making a movie?"

Fu Ye said calmly: "Because I want to support you and keep you in this industry. Instead of getting further and further away from me."

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Fu Mingzhi, do you think I will get farther and farther away from you?"

Fu Ye lowered his eyes: "Yes."

Intuition for no reason.

It makes people uneasy, makes people nervous, and makes people unable to see tomorrow.He subconsciously thought that Zhou Qi would not stay long, would not stay by his side for long.He couldn't keep Zhou Qi.

'He likes me, but he won't miss me. '

Like the delirium of a patient, it kept repeating in his ears.

Zhou Qi didn't want to go to make a movie.

All his predictions for the future end at the end of the global finals, in November, after November, it is basically time for him to leave this world.

Time has always been very short, not to mention two months, even two years, like the past two years in the last world, it is just a blink of an eye.

Zhou Qi doesn't know if he will meet Fu Mingzhi again in the next world, maybe he will meet again, and he will forget him again, and he may chase Fu Mingzhi again.

It's also possible that his first love is gone.

It's all possible.

Who knows.

He never thought that he would meet Fu Mingzhi again in this world.

Knowing that there will be a breakup one day, it is immoral to spend so much effort to catch someone up, but he likes Fu Mingzhi, and seeing Fu Mingzhi's heart itch, his anger cannot be calmed down.

He doesn't like crushes.

The initiative to go or not is currently in Zhou Qi's hands, and he can freely choose when to leave.However, relying on the limited information that the system revealed to him, Zhou Qi speculates that the longest time he can stay in a world will not be completely free. The longest time a world can stay should be ten years.

The world is the same.

Zhou Qi didn't know how long the original owner of this world had paid with his life, and he didn't know when he might be forced to leave, but even if the original owner gave his whole life, he wouldn't stay here forever.

He likes Fu Mingzhi, but he will not stay in this world for Fu Mingzhi for five or sixty years.

He wants to return to reality and win the world championship.

Winning the championship depends on your own hands.Instead of pinning your hopes on others, see how others honor themselves and let the national flag fly on the field.

Five or sixty years, and the next world, he can't afford to wait.

He could only try his best...to spend more time with Fu Mingzhi.

Zhou Qi looked at Fu Ye and asked, "When will we shoot?"

"At the end of the year." Fu Ye paused, "Do you agree?"

Zhou Qi smiled and said: "Has the script been finalized?

Tell me what to shoot, you want me to play the male role. "

"Several scripts have been selected, and I think one of the realistic youth films is more suitable." Fu Ye looked calm, but his ears were a little hot, "If you want, you can play the male lead."

Zhou Qi was a little surprised: "Male number one, you've flattered me, aren't you afraid that I'll ruin your reputation?"

"The production cycle is long, you can grind it slowly, if you don't know it, I will teach you." Fu Ye is very calm.

Zhou Qi asked again: "Will you also participate?"

"Ah."

"Then what do you play?"

Fu Ye said calmly, "The teacher of the hero."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Fu Ye paused, and said, "It's not a romantic movie, it's a realistic movie. There is one more question you need to confirm, that is... there is a vague and immature love between the hero and the teacher, so it belongs to the same sex. Taboo themes, the release will be restricted, the box office will also be limited, and the media will have two-sided criticism. The only advantage is that you will participate in the competition for domestic and foreign film awards. The chances of winning are very high. For newcomers, it is a very good opportunity starting point."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Fu Ye glanced at Zhou Qi reservedly, and asked, "Are you willing?"

Zhou Qi thought for a while: "Then will you pay me?"

Fu Ye showed a slight smile: "If you agree, the remuneration is up to you."

"I don't want money. You've already taken care of me. What money do I need?" Zhou Qi leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, raised his chin and looked at Fu Ye with a smile, "Anything else?"

"Change what?"

Zhou Qi leaned forward, with great interest: "I'll have your sex scene instead? Is there any sex scene?"

"..."

"No." Fu Ye smiled.

"Then..." Zhou Qi hesitated for a while, then said in a low voice with great ambition, "If it doesn't appear in the play, I can actually accept it if I try it in reality..."

"I do not accept."

"...Is it really not possible?"

"No."

Zhou Qi: "..."

Fu Ye chuckled and asked, "Do you really want to come back?"

"A little bit," Zhou Qi looked at him, "Are you shaken?"

It's not a question of not being able to get in, it's that Zhou Qi wants Fu Ye to experience the feeling of losing face.We are all boyfriends, we share the blessings and share the difficulties.He can't hurt alone when it hurts, and he can't feel happy alone when he is happy.

Zhou Qi thinks that he is a very considerate boyfriend.

"No." Fu Ye stood up and said calmly, "And it will never be possible."

Zhou Qi: "..."

No, no, no, and emphasized that no.

Too much.

Fu Ye raised his hand and caressed Zhou Qi's chin with a light movement: "Except for this and breaking up, I can promise you everything else."

Fu Ye's mind is very sensitive, it was in the last world, and so is this world.always like this.

No, break up.

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, then laughed as if he had nothing to do, took Fu Ye's hand, and said like a hooligan, "Okay, then you can call me Brother Sheng."

Fu Ye was startled: "Calling you... brother?"

"Yeah." Zhou Qi nodded, and said solemnly, "Take the attitude that a younger brother should have, and tell me until I am satisfied."

"... until you are satisfied?"

Zhou Qi raised his eyes and asked provocatively, "Can't you scream?"

"……No."

Zhou Qi said, "Then I'll listen."

Fu Ye was quiet for a long time before leaning down, kissing Zhou Qi's ear lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Brother."

Terrible.

It's so reserved, it's like seducing people.Zhou Qi thought.

Zhou Qi moved his butt and thought for two seconds: "Not good enough, call it again."

"..."

It was quiet for a long time.

The fingers curled up quietly, and the ears were hot.Fu Ye lowered his eyelids and said softly, "Brother."

Zhou Qi gestured a little bit, and said innumerably: "Can you be more obedient? You are a younger brother, not an older brother."

"..."

"Call again."

Either he failed, or Zhou Qi wanted to hear Fu Ye scream more.

"..."

Zhou Qi thought for a while: "Maybe you are dressed too formally. If you wear a red scarf, you may feel like you are here. Why don't you go..."

Fu Ye interrupted with a smile: "Zhou Qi, are you free today?"

Zhou Qi: "Huh?"

"Then I'll help you find something to do." Fu Ye leaned into Zhou Qi's ear, with a rare and gentle tone, "Do you like red scarves?"

Afternoon, r base.

Jiang Zhengming took another look at Zhou Qi today: "Do you still have time to play basketball?"

Zhou Qi lit a cigarette: "Where did you hit me, I didn't hit him."

"What wristbands do you wear when you don't play basketball?"

The hand that lit the cigarette shook: "...the fortune teller said that if you go out today without a wrist guard, you will suffer a bloody disaster."

Jiang Zhengming: "..."

The author has something to say: written by the airport, a little less orz