"Ready to leave the turkey team?" Shen Qi asked aloud as he watched Lutun finish his last bite of meat.
He folded his hands on his chin, his elbows rested on the table, his thumbs tapped on and off his chin.
Shen Qi has always been reluctant to be sloppy or joking about this kind of thing.
"Hiccup." Lu Tun hiccupped. He was very satisfied with his meal, and slumped on the chair.
"I thought about it."
"It's really poor to stay in the turkey team. I want to eat hot pot and barbecue. I miss the days when you used to take us out together."
Shen Qi tutted, slightly disgusted: "I'm also poor, follow me, maybe even poorer than the turkey team."
"Then... Idol, do you have the money to buy me?" Lu Tun scratched his head with a troubled expression: "Will I automatically terminate the contract after my youth training time?"
His youth training is still half a year away, but by then, if they want to participate in next year's competition, they won't have much time to break in.
Shen Qi chuckled: "Okay, although your brother and I are poor, it's enough to buy you."
He reached out and rubbed Lu Tun's head, looking at him with loving eyes.
Lu Tun's style of play has distinct personal characteristics. He likes aggressive style of play, while Turkey is a veteran team. They prefer gradual progress, and they won't even take the initiative to attack.
When Lu Tun stayed in the first team, the Turkey team lost because the promotion game was too aggressive. In fact, if a team member is willing to cooperate with him, the Turkey team can completely come back against the wind, instead of being crushed all the way. hit.
Later, Lu Tun became a cold bench.
And Shen Qi just liked his aggressiveness.
"But... I'm going to say the ugly thing up front. My team only has the chance to win the championship. If you can't win it, don't think about it." Shen Qi's eyes were serious, and it was rare to see Lu Tun's expression without a smile.
Lu Tun nodded: "Follow your idol."
The words were very powerful, as if a promise had fallen.
HUOJ is where his dreams begin, but not where his dreams end.
He sat down beside Shen Qi, put his head up obediently and let Shen Qi smack.
Before he could get his head under Shen Qi's hand, he heard a slight commotion at the door.
Seems like a star is coming.
This place is not far from the place where the show was recorded, and it is normal to have celebrities. Now it is lunch time, because this store has high consumption and not many people.
The commotion at the door soon subsided.
Lu Tun, who went to check the situation out of curiosity, didn't have time to let Shen Qi rub his head.
Lu Tun leaned over and looked at it for a while, then he said "wow", his emotions became a little excited, and his hands holding the edge of the table trembled slightly.
Shen Qi clicked his tongue and tugged at Lutun's collar, "I'm prettier than your brother?"
Lu Tun blushed: "Fu...Fu Mingyuan himself!"
It was me! Saw me up close!
Sure enough, there is meat to eat with idols!
Hearing this, Shen Qi let go of his hand, he casually rubbed his fingertips, lowered his eyes and smiled, without making a sound.
His position and perspective are very bad. Others can't see him, and he can only see people in a straight line.
The table who was sitting next to him just now was gone.
After a while, without Shen Qi standing up to observe, Fu Mingyuan had already entered their sight.
He was wearing a dark blue suit today, which made him appear more upright and temperamental. What's worse, he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which covered his aggressive appearance and made him a little more refined. .
To sum up, it is probably - Sven scum.
He walked unhurriedly, and even the time to set off and start was exactly the same.
Du Jing, who was following behind him, seemed to have a distorted expression, gnashing his teeth.
After turning the corner, Fu Mingyuan's eyes fell on Shen Qi, he nodded slightly, as if the two were just friends who met by chance.
Following behind, the fans who took pictures quietly saw that he was about to take their seats, and they all prepared to exit in an orderly manner.
After all, Fu Mingyuan is a very principled person. He can let fans take pictures and sign autographs for fans, but fans must also give him enough personal space.
For example, when eating, they can't disturb him, this is what they agreed.
After the fans left, Fu Mingyuan frowned without a trace.
"They're gone, you take pictures." He tilted his head slightly and said in a voice that only Du Jing could hear.
Duke: …
In public, he endured it.
Fu Mingyuan unbuttoned the cuff with one hand, and slowly rolled up the cuff for a short distance, revealing the wrist with the fan support bracelet, followed by the sleeve of the other hand.
He didn't sit directly at Shen Qi's table, but sat next to them.
Du Jing sat down reluctantly, hesitating to say anything.
Lu Tun grabbed Shen Qi's arm and suppressed his excited voice: "Idol!!! The male god actually sits next to us to eat!"
"I'm going to ask for an autograph now, will he still give it?"
Shen Qi tutted and looked away from the man's profile: "Isn't the autograph I want for you enough?"
He took Lu Tun's hand away, patted the back of Lu Tun's head, and motioned for him to make way for himself.
Lu Tun: "Enough..."
It just didn't do what he wanted.
Shen Qi laughed, rubbed Lu Tun's head, and winked at him: "It's alright, if it's not enough, I'll go and get it for you."
Fu Mingyuan caught a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, and the corners of his lips pressed down.
Du Jing glanced at the menu and leaned over: "Would you like something to eat?"
"This store has good reviews."
"Don't tell me, you just came to see your house..."
Fu Mingyuan raised his head and glanced at him, with some warnings in his eyes, and Du Jing was even more aggrieved.
"Sir." A clear male voice sounded beside the two of them.
The handsome-looking waiter smiled shyly.
"Wow, idol, they seem to be ordering food." Lu Tun tugged at the corner of Shen Qi's clothes who was about to go over.
Shen Qi stopped for a moment, then sat down next to Lu Tun again, resting his chin with one hand and looking at Fu Mingyuan and the others with interest.
"Envy the waiter." Lu Tun held his chin in both hands and blinked.
The waiter handed the menu to Fu Mingyuan, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional, his fingers brushed the back of Fu Mingyuan's hand.
The other party seemed to be unaware, and nodded slightly and smiled at the other party.
Shen Qi tutted: "Tun'er, do you want something to eat?"
His right leg accidentally rubbed against the table leg, he hissed, frowned, and returned to its original state in an instant.
Lu Tun snorted: "I can't eat anymore, idol, why don't we go first?"
Having said that, he still looked at Fu Mingyuan and the others. The waiter laughed more and more shyly. Fu Mingyuan seemed to be saying something. The two people's faces were unexpectedly harmonious under the dim light. .
It's rare to see a real person once, and I'm not too willing to leave.
Shen Qi snorted coldly.
Lu Tun was startled by his voice, and leaned in front of Shen Qi's face, smiling with a guilty conscience: "I... I don't want to sign again, or... Brother, do you want to eat more? I'll give it to you later. Would you buy a cup of milk tea?"
It must be because he has always been a male god and a male god, making the idol angry.
Hey, it would have been nice if the idol was willing to help him get an autograph before, but he is still not satisfied, he is not a qualified little fanboy!
He was wrong, he be damned!
I must buy milk tea in a while to apologize!
The tip of Shen Qi's tongue touched his lower cheek, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he raised his eyebrows at Lu Tun, and stood up again: "No, my brother will definitely help you get an autograph today."
"It's still one of a kind."
He walked over with a smile, the waiter was still standing there, with a slight blush on his face, he stretched out his arm and a pen, as if to sign Fu Mingyuan's signature on his arm.
Fu Mingyuan didn't know what to say, and the waiter left with a little disappointment.
Shen Qi glanced at Du Jing who was watching the play with a half-smile, but Du Jing, who was originally calm, looked like I didn't know anything, and immediately turned around.
"Little brother." Shen Qi stood at the waiter's seat and asked with a smile, "Is there still room here?"
"Do you mind if I sit here?"
Fu Mingyuan moved in calmly, and hummed softly.
Shen Qi laughed, his eyebrows curved, and then he sat down directly next to Fu Mingyuan without any hesitation.
The distance between the two suddenly became very close.
Fu Mingyuan's body smelled of some perfume, like the smell of clear spring water.
Shen Qi has always disliked this extra taste, but at this moment it is very attractive.
He moved in, and the two of them were close to being close to each other.
The flavor was stronger.
Du Jing sighed, he looked really good.
"Brother, do you mind if I sit next to you?" Shen Qi put his face on one hand and looked at Fu Mingyuan with a little playfulness in his eyes.
Lu Tun, who has been observing with the naked eye: ... inexplicably think that the two have a little sense of CP? Fu Yingdi is really too approachable! He also wants to sit next to Fu Yingdi!
Fu Mingyuan pursed his lips, and there was no change in expression on his face, and he hummed after a while.
After thinking about it, he pushed the menu on the table in front of Shen Qi, took the pen and leaned towards Shen Qi.
"Want something to eat?" he asked aloud.
Shen Qigang had already eaten and was not hungry now.
He raised his chin and motioned to Fu Mingyuan to look at Lu Tun, who wished he was a giraffe now.
Following his line of sight, Fu Mingyuan saw a lot of empty tables on the table, and nodded to the excited Lu Tun, "Have you eaten?"
He actually knew that Shen Qi had eaten it just now, but he just wanted him to eat with him.
The boy had a faint scent of shower gel, not as mixed as last night, without a hint of alcohol.
But still intoxicating.
Fu Mingyuan moved his finger unconsciously, and the tip of the pen printed a dot on the menu.
The two communicated almost face-to-face, and could find themselves in each other's eyes.
The atmosphere was ambiguous for a moment.
Du Jing couldn't take it anymore and coughed, interrupting the calm at the moment.
Shen Qi just responded, and covered Fu Mingyuan's hand holding the pen, and the warm palm fit on the back of Fu Mingyuan's hand.
Just played back the scene where the waiter's fingertips brushed the back of his hand.
Shen Qi held Fu Mingyuan's hand, his hand was a little smaller than the other's, and the pulp of his fingers brushed lightly on the other's knuckles.
Fu Mingyuan's originally straight back stiffened for a moment.
"Brother, did he just meet you?"