Gu Yanshen had a dream, in which many chickens were crowing.
Still with stereo surround sound effect, his head hurt from the noise, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the little culprit rooster on the ground.
The little rooster raised its proud neck and crowed while running on its short legs. The sound was so loud that the roof almost fell over.
Then I went to see the owner of the little rooster, who was curled into a caterpillar shape, only half of his chestnut head was exposed, nestled in the quilt, motionless, and had no intention of getting up to catch the chicken.
Unbearable, Gu Yanshen lifted the quilt and got out of bed to catch the chicken. Unexpectedly, the little cock had short legs and ran quite fast. He slipped into the bathroom without paying attention, and was caught by Gu Yanshen who chased into the bathroom on the spot.
After turning off the alarm, Gu Yanshen suddenly felt that the whole world was quiet.
Holding the cockscomb, he threw the little cock on Lu Wenxing's bedside table, glanced casually at Lu Wenxing who was 'sleeping soundly', and realized something was wrong.
Seeing that the person on the bed had flushed cheeks and frowned, as if he was having trouble breathing, Gu Yanshen reached out and pushed Lu Wenxing, trying to wake him up, but was burned by the temperature of Lu Wenxing's body, and touched Lu Wenxing's forehead really had a fever.
"Do you want some water?"
Lu Wenxing's throat was so dry that he smoked, and he licked his dry lips, wanting to drink some water, but he didn't dare to take it when asked Gu Yanshen to pour it for him.
Just as he was thinking wildly, the glass filled with water was handed to his eyes, Lu Wenxing didn't dare to take it for him honestly.
After taking a few sips, he was relieved, and thanked him in a low voice.
His voice is hoarse and his nasal voice is quite heavy. He should have a bad cold.
"Talk to the director's team, if it doesn't work, go to the hospital and get watered."
Lu Wenxing firmly refused, he didn't want to smell the disinfectant all over his body, his drowsy head shook like a rattle.
"Then you can sleep again."
Lu Wenxing wanted to nod, but worried that he missed the shot. The main reason is that the remuneration given by the program group is quite high, almost catching up with his half a year's income, Lu Wenxing was embarrassed to take the money and lie in bed to rest.
He had heard from Wei Ze before that many undisclosed young stars would not get much money for appearing in variety shows. It's purely for a chance to show his face, and the possibility of being replaced at any time.
With such a comparison, Lu Wenxing felt that the program crew he encountered was very conscientious, and he should get up and continue working.
Gu Yanshen didn't give Lu Wenxing a chance to get out of bed, and took the glass away from his hand, "You lie down, I'll go and talk to the director team."
***
Wen Jia.
Wen Zheng's cold face was reflected in the mirror, he looked himself up and down, and walked out of the room only after making sure he was fully dressed.
As the door closed, he noticed that the door to the next room was ajar.
Wen Zheng didn't think too much, he opened the door and walked in. Ji Yuan stood in front of the desk near the balcony, carefully wiping the photo frame.
"mom."
"Xiao Zheng." Ji Yuan turned around and fixed his eyes on Wen Zheng's suit, "Going to the company on weekends?"
"Well, there's something wrong." Wen Zheng stepped forward and took the cloth and photo frame from Ji Yuan's hand, "Let me do it."
His gaze was fixed on the photo, and the sharp eyebrows gradually softened.
In the photo is a child of four or five years old, holding a big trophy in his arms, with a bright smile on his face, and eyes shining like stars.
This photo was taken when my younger brother participated in the children's hip-hop competition.
Wen Zheng still remembered the way his younger brother ran up to him begging for praise, holding the trophy.
"Brother, I won the championship, isn't it amazing?"
Ji Yuan looked at the boy in the photo, his gentle eyes showed deep yearning.
"I'm going to City G tomorrow."
Ji Yuan's eyes paused, and he responded in a low voice.
"I have already communicated with the family in G City on the phone. They said that the child is just 20 years old this year, the same age as Xing Xing. And..." Wen Zheng paused, as if to calm down the surging emotions in his heart.
"The police station has a record. He and Xingxing were reported missing on the same day."
Ji Yuan raised his head abruptly, his pupils dilated slightly, and covered his mouth with his hand, resisting the urge to cry.
Wen Zheng handed the photo frame to Ji Yuan, and patted her on the shoulder reassuringly. "I haven't seen the pictures yet, so I can't be sure he's a star, but if not, he should..."
"I should have seen the stars."
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It was almost noon when Lu Wenxing woke up, and the fever had subsided, but his throat was hoarse and his cough became worse.
The winter in City G is very cold, and there is a temperature difference of more than ten degrees from City C where Lu Wenxing lives. The coat Lu Wenxing wore yesterday is not too thick, and he may have caught a cold when he went out to eat last night.
The others have already gone out to do missions, and only Lu Wenxing is here now.
Remembering that he and Gu Yanshen became friends in the morning, Lu Wenxing picked up his phone and sent Gu Yanshen a WeChat message.
[ET]Where are you guys
[.]Cinema
[.]There are cold medicine and antipyretics on the table
Lu Wenxing turned his head to look, and there was a post-it note on the box to note what kind of medicine it was, it should be the medicine prepared by the program team.
[ET]Thank you Mr. Gu
After Lu Wenxing finished posting, he posted a picture of a little penguin bowing.
[ET]What is the task today? Cinema conductor
[.]almost
[. ] just can't be recognized
[ET]…
It is a bit difficult not to be recognized for the hot-searched permanent guests like Gu Yanshen, Song Jiajia and Li Xiangming.
If it is too conspicuous to be assigned to the ticket office and beverage office, it is difficult not to be recognized when it is necessary to communicate with customers.
But if it is the ticket inspector at the entrance of the theater, there is not much need to speak, and it can be hidden for a longer time.
Lu Wenxing felt that what he did to snatch Wen Yu over yesterday was too right, and now Gu Yanshen can still form a team with Wen Yu.
[ET] What kind of work was arranged for you
[.]Sell popcorn
Today is the weekend, the movie theater has a lot of customers, Lu Wenxing can't help, so after thinking about it, he sent Gu Yanshen an emoticon pack of "Come on duck".
Well, the spirit is with Gu Yanshen.
…
Lu Wenxing's cold didn't get better after the recording of the show, and it became more serious. Later, he still went to get an IV.
Physical problems are not something I can control. The director team expressed their understanding and regret.
On the first night of arriving in G City, the director team was very optimistic about Lu Wenxing. He looks good and has a good sense of variety, but he doesn't know how to win shots for himself.
I thought that doing tasks with Gu Yanshen the next day would be able to earn a lot of shots. As a result, I had a sudden cold and couldn't even participate in the recording.
"It's okay, go back and take good care of it, and wait for your return in the second phase."
Before parting, Song Jiajia purposely said goodbye to Lu Wenxing, and asked quietly when he saw Gu Yanshen behind him. "How about we form a team in the second period?"
Before Lu Wenxing could speak, Gu Yanshen pulled him back, obviously refusing.
Song Jiajia did not give up, "Don't you think exchanging teammates is actually very topical? I think the audience will like it very much."
Gu Yanshen naturally didn't agree, Song Jiajia was just playing around, she and Wen Miao got along pretty well, but seeing Gu Yanshen's expressionless face, she couldn't help but make trouble with him.
Song Jiajia and Lu Wenxing said a few words, and at the urging of the assistant, they pushed the suitcase and left.
Gu Yanshen was not in a hurry to leave either. He had an announcement tomorrow that it was City G. His assistant had already booked a hotel near his workplace for him. He waited for the nanny car to arrive before leaving.
Wen Yu and Lu Wenxing left together, and both of them returned to City C, and the ticket that the assistant booked for Wen Yu happened to be at the same point as Lu Wenxing.
It's just that Wen Yu is in first class, while Lu Wenxing is in economy class.
"Can you upgrade to first class? It's more comfortable than economy class. You haven't recovered from your illness, and you don't feel comfortable after sitting on the plane for a long time."
"No thanks."
"Wen Xing, listen to Brother Yu. If you fly economy class, you will feel unwell later, and we will not be able to take care of you. Brother Yu is very worried about you."
"Thank you for your concern, but it's really unnecessary."
Lu Wenxing had a cold and was not feeling well. It didn't matter whether he was flying first class or economy class. For him, it was only a three-hour flight.
Moreover, Xie Chengfei will come to pick him up at the airport, and Lu Wenxing does not want his family to have contact with Wen Yu.
After passing through the security check, Wen Yu went to the VIP waiting room, Lu Wenxing sat on the lounge chair in the lobby and waited for the flight, lowering his head to send a message to Xie Chengfei.
It was already half past eight in the evening when Lu Wenxing got off the plane.
Xie Chengfei was holding a cup of milk tea and handed it to Lu Wenxing after seeing Lu Wenxing.
"Give."
"Is it cold outside?"
"It's quite windy, wear a scarf." Xie Chengfei took out a gray scarf from the bag and wrapped it tightly around Lu Wenxing.
Xie Chengfei didn't think it was enough, so he put the hat on Lu Wenxing's head again, "Okay. Let's go out."
Xie Chengfei deliberately lowered the hat to keep out the cold wind outside. Lu Wenxing's mouth and nose were buried in the scarf, only a pair of clear eyes were exposed.
"How do you want me to drink milk tea?"
"Who said it was for you to drink? This is what I want to drink. Let me warm your hands first."
Lu Wenxing: "..."
In the end, Lu Wenxing didn't have a sip, and Xie Chengfei was drinking milk tea and chewing pearls in front of him.
At the end, don't forget to stab him. "Sick people are not eligible to drink milk tea."
…
On the other side, Gu Yanshen, who had already arrived at the hotel, received a WeChat message from Song Jiajia.
[Song Jiajian] The director team wants us to give each other gifts in the second issue, do you know
[.]do not know
[Song Jianjian] I want to prepare gifts for everyone. What do you want
[.]…
[Song Jianjian] Since you are giving a gift, of course you have to give it to the other party
[.]casual
[Song Jiajian] You are such a straight man
[.]
[Song Jiajian] Didn't you hear it, I was waiting for you to ask me 'what do you want'
Then, Song Jiajia sent another screenshot, it was a screenshot of chatting with Lu Wenxing.
Same opening line.
[Song Jiajian] The director team wants us to give each other gifts in the second issue, do you know
[ET] Haven't heard of it yet
[Song Jujian] is to prepare gifts for everyone. what do you want
[ET] As long as it is sent by Jiajia, I like it
[ET]Is there anything Miss Jiajia likes in particular
After Gu Yanshen finished reading, he typed expressionlessly.
[.]what do you want
[Song Jujuan]You are so perfunctory
[.]…
[Song Jiajian] Alright, let's make a joke.
[Song Jianjian] I want to ask you, do you know what Wen Xing likes
Gu Yanshen was even more baffled after watching it. How could he know what Lu Wenxing liked
Gu Yanshen typed 'I don't know', paused with his finger on the send button, and somehow remembered Lu Wenxing's pink bath towel.
The text in the dialog box was deleted, and he retyped two words.
[.]pink
Song Jiajia ignored Gu Yanshen's last question mark, and reported the situation to others with a happy face.
[Song Jujian] Wen Xing likes pink ones, we all give them away
After sending it to Wen Miao, Song Jiajia copied it and pasted it to Li Xiangming and Zhou Zitong.
[Song Jujian] Wen Xing likes pink ones, we all give them away
After posting, Song Jiajia suddenly felt that she had hidden merit and fame, and Lu Wenxing would be very happy when we meet next time.
At this moment, Lu Wenxing, who has already returned to the dormitory, does not know that he will receive several 'surprises'.