After being disabled, I hired a bodyguard

When Yang Xinnan heard him say this, he immediately fell silent.

After all, everyone knows the profound meaning of making friends out of nothing.

The car drove all the way to the hotel, He Yanzhi got the room card at the front desk, and found the room he had booked in advance.

Yang Xinnan helped him carry his luggage up—actually, it was just a suitcase with not much stuff in it.

She sent the other party into the room, and said: "Shan Cheng is next door to you, left hand when you go out. The opening ceremony at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, remember not to get up late."

"Got it, got it." He Yanzhi waved his hand, indicating that she could leave.

The plane took more than two hours and crossed half of China. Although he didn't seem to have done much, he was still a little tired. Now he took off his coat and fell on the hotel bed, planning to sleep first.

As a result, Yang Xinnan walked to the door and turned around again: "By the way, I ordered dinner for you. Someone should bring it up later. Remember to open the door."

He Yanzhi: "Yes."

Yang Xinnan could hear the tiredness in his tone, so he closed the door and left without disturbing him.

He Yanzhi charged the phone that was about to run out of battery, and really lay down and wanted to sleep, but found that he couldn't sleep again.

Maybe it was because he had lived with Yu Heng for too long, and suddenly there was no one around him, so he was not used to it.

I was supposed to meet the director today and say hello to Shan Cheng next door, but now he is completely out of mood and doesn't want to move at all.

He didn't want to move, but someone wanted to move - he had just lay down for 5 minutes when someone knocked on the door.

He had no choice but to drag his exhausted body to get up and open the door, Shan Cheng greeted him outside the door: "Brother Yan, long time no see."

He Yanzhi said "um" indifferently, stepped aside and let him in.

"What's the matter?" Shan Cheng keenly sensed that he was not in a good mood, "It will be turned on tomorrow, and this state is not very good."

He Yanzhi collapsed on the sofa and yawned: "How are you doing just after getting off the plane?"

"Who made you come so late? I arrived three days early. You are just like making up for summer homework the day before school starts."

As Shan Cheng said, he picked up the skittle candy on the table very naturally, and poured out two from it, which brought back some childhood memories: "I still like to eat the kind of green packaging. There used to be a layer of white on the outside of the candy." Powder, eat one sour to refresh your mind, but unfortunately it is not sold now."

He Yanzhi looked at him: "You also like sweets?"

"No, but most people have eaten this kind of thing."

After Shan Cheng said this, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

What is "also"?

He instantly got someone's taste, and smiled: "It turns out that Brother Yan likes candy, but I haven't seen you eat it much in the crew before."

He Yanzhi who accidentally revealed his hobbies: "..."

Why can't he correct his bad mouth?

Shan Cheng sat on the armrest of the sofa, and put the candy box back into the other party's hand: "It's good to like candy, sweets will stimulate the brain to produce dopamine, and make you feel happy. You should eat candy right now."

He Yanzhi opened the lid and took a look: "I've eaten up all the delicious colors, and the rest are things I don't like."

Shan Cheng: "..."

For the first time, he knew that Skittle Candy was different.

"So why are you here?" He Yanzhi tried to get down to business, "Just to say hello to me to prove your presence?"

"Just chat, I'm bored anyway."

He Yanzhi seemed to understand the root of his boredom: "Didn't your girlfriend come with you?"

"She won't come. She is a northerner and doesn't like to come to the south. She says there are big bugs in the south, mice are bigger than cats, and cockroaches can fly. She is afraid."

This reason is really novel.

Southerners are also surprised that cockroaches in the north can't fly.

Shan Cheng did not know where to come up with the script: "Are you right the line? Brother Yan, we are short on time. The opening ceremony will start tomorrow morning, and the filming will start in the afternoon. I asked the director, and he said that he plans to shoot this scene tomorrow, here. "

He pointed the script at He Yanzhi, but the latter had no interest: "No, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

Shan Cheng was helpless: "...you are still as willful as before."

"It's not that I'm capricious, it's that this director is more self-willed. He told you that this scene will change tomorrow most likely, so it's completely useless for you to prepare for one. It's better not to prepare at all, so as not to waste time."

He sat upright as he spoke: "Want to make a bet? If you don't shoot this scene tomorrow, you invite me to dinner."

"Forget it," Shan Cheng said unexpectedly, "If you don't prepare, then I won't either. I'm going back."

He Yanzhi: "?"

Why don't young people have the spirit of gamble and fight?

Why don't you just treat him to a meal, and don't let him cut his flesh and let his blood out.

As expected, Shan Cheng has tempered a lot in the past two years. He is no longer the little actor who was still nervous in front of the camera.

He Yanzhi, a handicapped party, has no games to play. He has been in a certain level for three days in Xiaoxiaole, and he doesn't really want to open it for the time being.

He was bored for a while, until the hotel waiter knocked on the door to deliver dinner.

You don't have to read the script, but you have to eat.

Yang Xinnan is well aware of his preferences, and the dishes he ordered are all his favorite dishes. The dishes here are generally sweet, which suits his taste very well.

He had just eaten two bites, and felt that eating alone was really boring, so he unplugged his phone, which was not fully charged, and sent a video chat to Yu Heng.

There was an appointment at 09:30 in the evening, but he couldn't wait.

I don't know where Yu Heng is now.

Unexpectedly, the video was quickly picked up, the camera shook for a while, and Yu Heng's face appeared on the screen. He first opened a standard "Yu-style greeting": "Yo, didn't Mr. Yan say 09:30, It's only six o'clock."

"Not at six o'clock? I'm going to bed early today, and 09:30 is too late." He adjusted his phone, put it on the table with a stand, and observed the other person's environment in the screen, "Are you at home?"

"Well, at home, at the apartment." Yu Heng said, "Didn't I ask my tutor to drive me out of the laboratory? I couldn't go back, so I just went home."

He Yanzhi put a chopstick of sweet and sour pork into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Will it affect your final grade?"

"That shouldn't be the case. My senior brothers and sisters often make mistakes and are kicked out to reflect on themselves, and I haven't seen them fail to graduate." Yu Heng tapped the phone with his knuckles, and the voice of "dongdongdong" came clearly. He Yanzhi came here, "Is it really okay for you to be like this? You started the video, and you ended up broadcasting me a meal?"

He Yanzhi: "It's too boring to eat alone, your image is here, it means you are there."

Yu Heng: "..."

How do you make it sound like he's dead?

He Yanzhi looked up at him: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, go out to eat later."

"Aren't you cooking when I'm not home?"

"It's boring to make it for yourself, it's okay."

He Yanzhi didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "Don't wait until I go home two months later and find that your cooking skills have regressed."

"Don't worry, as long as you come back, I will be a five-star chef." Yu Heng looked at the dishes in the other's bowl through the phone screen, "Is it delicious? Compared with mine?"

"It's okay, it's not as delicious as yours." Mr. Yan gave the highest praise, "Are you free tomorrow morning, the opening ceremony, do you want to broadcast it live?"

"It's probably not free, but you can record it."

"That's boring. In fact, I don't like participating in this kind of activity."

"why?"

He Yanzhi held his chopsticks in his mouth: "Just burn incense, pray to the sky, worship the earth, and ask the Bodhisattva to bless you. You are superstitious. You usually don't believe in Buddhism or God, and you claim to be an excellent socialist successor. Hugging Buddha's feet temporarily, incarnating the most devout believers, holding the most high-end camera equipment, doing the most feudal and backward things, you say it violates the peace and does not violate the peace."

Yu Heng laughed: "You are dishonest, and Bodhisattva will not bless you."

"Who cares? If the Bodhisattva had blessed me once, I wouldn't have become what I am now." He Yanzhi sneered, "Just pretend, who let this be an excellent tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years."

Yu Heng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said softly: "I'm not sure, what if some kind of power really protects you?"

He Yanzhi asked strangely: "What did you say? Didn't die in a car accident? It's probably because Lord Yan was busy that day, so he didn't care to send Black and White Wuchang to take me in, and let me die because of inattention."

Yu Heng was helpless: "You are really..."

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more off topic, He Yanzhi hurriedly pulled back: "Okay, let's not talk about this, where is my daughter? Let me see my daughter."

Yu Heng was stunned for a moment before he realized who this "girl" was, picked up Lucky from his feet, and put it on his lap: "You call her a girl, don't you ask Daju if you want to do it?"

"Whether it likes to do it or not, I named Little Lucky, and I am its father." He Yanzhi made a cat stretching paw gesture towards the camera, "Meow Meow Meow, say hello to Dad."

Little Lucky looked bewildered. He became very curious about the "moving creature" on the screen, and after two meows, he stretched out his claws to scratch.

It "stepped" on He Yanzhi's face with one paw, and just as the latter was about to speak, he heard another knock on the door.

He Yanzhi frowned, said "wait for me" to Yu Heng, got up and opened the door.

As soon as he saw Shan Cheng outside the door, he immediately became impatient: "I said why are you here again? Are you annoying? Can you call the special service if you are lonely? Don't run to me one after another."

Shan Cheng is very innocent: "I just left the script to you just now, don't you need to make such a big fuss?"

He Yanzhi: "..."

He let the other party in irritably: "Where is it, take it and leave quickly, I warn you not to show up again today."

"No problem, I'm a dog again." Shan Cheng quickly found his script on the sofa, and was about to leave when he glanced at the mobile phone on the table from the corner of his eye, and was immediately attracted by the screen, "You Are you playing a video with Yu Heng? No wonder it bothers me so much—is that your cat? It’s so beautiful, a fairy cat.”

When He Yanzhi heard the first half of the sentence, he originally wanted to reply, "I know you should go away now", but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he became inexplicably comfortable again, changed his face for a second, and hummed: "Of course, my daughter will follow my father."

Shan Cheng: "?"

He seems to have accidentally praised someone's favorite point?

The corner of Shan Cheng's mouth rose when he accidentally caught Mr. Yan's second "weak spot", and decided to continue following this correct train of thought: "It's so cute, I want to raise one too."

"You already have a dog at home. The golden retriever is too honest and will be bullied by the cat." He Yanzhi said, "Of course, if you don't mind, and the dog doesn't mind, then you can keep it."

Shan Cheng teased the cat across the screen: "It doesn't dare to mind, my girlfriend likes cats too, but I like dogs, that's why I got a dog."

He was talking, when Little Lucky saw him as a stranger, for some reason, suddenly made a sharp "meow", arched his back, and slapped Yu Heng's phone flying with his paw.

Just then Yu Heng exclaimed, "Hello!"

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the unlucky phone falling to the ground, the screen shook violently, and then went black.

Shan Cheng: "..."

The scene was very embarrassing.

He Yanzhi was silent for a few seconds, put his arm around the other's shoulder, and said sadly: "Forget it brother, you may not be suitable for keeping cats."