Zhu Ziqi: "..."
Chen Yi: "..."
An experienced and battle-hardened veteran MC, Ren Junwei, known as the "Old Fox" in "God's Law", blurted out with sincerity after hearing the broadcast: "...Fuck."
Everyone is not a fool. Chi Song's thirty-seven chips are definitely not from the sky. As long as you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to figure out that it is actually similar to the ones that fell from the sky.
Not only that, but they were lined up, one by one sending the chips to the door.
... Damn it, think about it.
In front of the exhausted seniors, Chi Song certainly didn't dare to be too embarrassed, he kept bowing and said, luck is luck, luck is luck.
I have been busy for so long and made wedding dresses for others. No one will be happy in their hearts, but if you play a variety show too much about winning or losing, you will be blackfaced in front of the camera, and you will inevitably be labeled as "can't afford to play" and "can't afford to lose". reputation.
So everyone slowed down for a while, and then started laughing and laughing again.
Li Qiuli dragged Chi Song and said reluctantly, "Please eat! Please eat!"
Chi Song said obediently, "Please, of course I want to."
A group of people were about to finish the game when the director of the program cleared his throat and suddenly said, "Congratulations to Chi Song for winning the MVP of this season's "Law of God"!"
Countless cameras were aimed at Chi Song at the same time, zooming in on Chi Song's confused face on the screen, and then zooming in again: "…Huh?"
Li Qiuli didn't miss the opportunity to come over: "You don't know?"
Of course, Chi Song knows that the "Law of God" he participated in recording this time is the last issue of the third season, and each season of "The Law of God" will select an MVP in the last issue, that is, the one with the most chips this season. Players, win the accumulated prize money in this season's prize pool.
There are fifteen episodes in a season, and each episode has 10,000 yuan put into the prize pool.
Originally this season, before Chi Song came, Chen Yi was the recognized and most vocal MVP winner, but in the last issue, Chi Song picked the peach worth 150,000.
… Chi Song is a little empty.
"Old Fox" Ren Junwei saw his sway, and smiled and gave Chi Song a reassurance: "Xiaochi, you can take it with confidence, Chen Yi took 12 chips at most once."
Chen Yi, who was on the side, covered his heart and made a heartbreak.
Chi Song rubbed his nose and smiled embarrassedly.
That night, Chi Song sincerely invited everyone to a meal, and also distributed red envelopes to the main creators of various departments of the program group.
This is what Song Zhihuai explained to him. To have a good relationship with these people, they will give the guests more shots when editing.
At the banquet, Zhu Ziqi, who is his best friend, has been praising Chi Song's greatness, and he is very proud to hang shoulders with him.
From the corner of Chi Song's vision, he noticed that Chen Yi's face on one side collapsed, and he still tried to smile, looking very pitiful.
He felt that he had to help Chen Yi, so while Zhu Ziqi and Li Qiuli were not paying attention, he took out his cock and put it under the plate, picked up another glass of beer, and took a careful sip.
three minutes later.
Chi Song's blushing face hugged Li Qiuli's arm and rubbed it again and again. The scene could be said to be very basic for a while.
Li Qiuli is one of the few people in the circle who knows Chi Song's recent orientation. He whispered, "... Look carefully, my brother is a straight man."
Chi Song glanced at him with a blushing face, and suddenly squinted and smiled: "Meow~~"
Li Qiuli took a deep breath: "..."
I rely on, so fucking cute.
Chi Song said, "I'm Song Yingjun, Miaomiaomiao."
The others present laughed.
Zhu Ziqi was overjoyed: "He still can't drink?"
Li Qiuli supported Chi Song's shaky body, fearing that he would be bald and say something he shouldn't say, and hurriedly said, "I'll take him back to the hotel first."
Although Zhu Ziqi likes to make jokes, of course he also explained to Chi Song at this time: "Xiao Songzi, he has poured a cup since he was a child. You two go first, later..." She glanced at the dinner and said, " I'll go back to the hotel with Chen Yi."
As soon as Chen Yi heard it, the goddess's shining light and Hallelujah's BGM lit up in his whole life.
All the people present were public figures, and they all knew that if they were photographed drunk in public, it would be very traumatic to the image, so they all jokingly told him to leave first.
Li Qiuli dragged Chi Song's arm and was about to leave, but Chi Song shook off Zhang Chao's serious face and said with a straight face, "I, absolutely, will not run away from the order."
Li Qiu Li coaxed him: "Who told you to escape the order?"
Chi Song puffed out his cheeks and said angrily, "I said yes, I want to treat you."
After he finished speaking, he rubbed all over his body.
Zhu Ziqi couldn't stand it any longer: "What are you looking for?"
Chi Song said aggrievedly: "I have a card on me."
Zhu Ziqi swept away and found his card under the plate: "...Isn't it here?"
Chi Song smiled stupidly and sweetly, with bright eyes: "Yeah, I was discovered by you."
Zhu Ziqi: "..."
Chi Song took Li Qiuli's hand and solemnly slapped the card in his palm: "I, birthday, you remember."
Chi Song, who talked a lot of freestyle, was forcibly put on a mask by Li Qiuli and violently carried to a taxi.
After getting into the taxi, Chi Song blushed and whispered, "Zhi Huai, take it easy."
The driver was very young, so he took a tolerant and understanding look at these two men who were wearing large masks and knew that they were handsome men just by looking at the outline of their eyes and chin, and started the car.
The straight man Li Qiuli realized that he was misunderstood, and without saying a word, he imitated the posture of the northeastern gentlemen who licked the dog and slapped Chi Song on the head: "Come on."
Chi Song stopped talking, leaned on the seat and was quiet for a long time.
Li Qiuli just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Chi Song say aggrievedly: "...Actually, I can bear it if it's heavier."
Combining the context of the text before and after, Li Qiuli's face turned green.
However, the taxi driver also paid a special kindly: "Guests, please bear with me a little, the hotel will be here soon."
Grinning his teeth, he dragged the drunk big cat half-carried into the hotel lobby. Li Qiuli looked up and saw a man in a suit and leather shoes standing at the front desk to check in.
Chi Song suddenly stretched out his finger and stepped forward a little: "... Zhi Huai."
Li Qiuli: "... I rely on you, Xiao Songzi, can you control your emotions?"
But Chi Song waved his hand excitedly: "To Huai Zhi Huai!"
The person who was going through the formalities turned around and saw that Li Qiuli and Chi Song were lingering, eager to get together.
Song Zhihuai's face turned green and green, very healthy.
Li Qiuli: "..."
… God fucking Shura field.
Li Qiuli came back to his senses, blocked Chi Song's mouth, and walked up to Song Zhihuai very generously: "Chi Song is drunk. Are you... President Song?"
Li Qiuli was not a member of Nebula Entertainment. He just heard of Song Zhihuai's name from Chi Song, but never met him.
Song Zhihuai wasn't a normal person either. In a few moments, he cleaned up the jealous and heart-wrenching expression just now, and said calmly, "I know you, and you acted with him."
Li Qiuli sweated: "It's something from my childhood."
Song Zhihuai said with a smile, "...he often mentions you."
Li Qiuli: "..."
Handing over Chi Song to his husband in a cold sweat, Li Qiuli went out of the hotel door and decided to go for a slap in the face.
On the other side, Song Zhihuai with a sullen face carried Chi Song into the room he had opened.
In the end, he hadn't figured out how to attack, and Chi Song, who was rolling on the bed, began to tremble: "...It's so itchy."
Hearing this, Song Zhihuai immediately opened his front, and sure enough, a large rash appeared on his chest.
In less than a while, the rash spread to his neck and abdomen, Chi Song shrank on the bed, shivering with itching, hugging the pillow silently.
Song Zhihuai didn't want to talk about him, so he contacted a nearby private hospital and asked the doctors and nurses to give him a drip to suppress allergies.
Chi Song was allergic to alcohol and couldn't drink. Song Zhihuai knew about this for a long time.
That was when the two of them officially met for the first time.
Song Zhihuai was used to talking about things before drinking, so after clarifying his intention to invite him, Song Zhihuai picked up the glass and said to Chi Song, "Come."
Chi Song hesitated for a moment, and felt that the boss had to drink the toast, so he also picked up the cup: "Dry."
After less than two minutes, Chi Song collapsed with a thud.
Song Zhihuai carried Chi Song to the hospital.
Usually, Chi Song seems to be very restrained and well-behaved, but he didn't expect that when he was drunk, he would be very tired.
… It seems that the drunk Chi Song could easily mistake himself for a cat.
There was no way, Song Zhihuai had no choice but to hold the person down. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached, the person would be obedient, tilting his head to look at him, his peach blossom eyes were round and very attractive.
After watching for a while, he said in a low voice, "... I, want to go home."
His voice was soft, as if someone was bullying him.
Gay Mr. Song smelled almost nothing of alcohol on Chi Song's body, and suddenly became hot.
Song Zhihuai abducted Chi Song back home probably after the filming of "Elegy of the River and Mountains" was completed.
Time goes back to the present.
Song Zhihuai hugged Chi Song, who had become more obedient after hitting the bottle, and gently sucked his earlobe: "Okay, it doesn't itch."
Chi Song nodded obediently, and shrank groggyly in Song Zhihuai's arms, breathing a little short.
Song Zhihuai touched his forehead, which was still burning.
Chi Song generally does not drink alcohol. At annual meetings or gatherings, he can at most hold a wine glass to pretend to be nothing, but once he comes into contact with alcohol, his reaction will be very strong.
In order not to make Chi Song feel uncomfortable when kissing him, Song Zhihuai only quit drinking.
Song Zhihuai stroked Chi Song's short hair and asked softly, "I know I can't drink? Why do you still drink?"
After speaking, Mr. Song felt that his tone was too fierce, and he softened his voice again: "... The doctor said just now that your allergies are a bit serious, and you can't touch any alcohol in the future, do you know?"
Chi Song nodded like a kitten.
Song Zhihuai looked at such a well-behaved daughter-in-law of his own, lifted his forehead hair, and gave him a strong kiss between his slightly hot brows.
… what a fool.