Did you know that he lost 10 kilograms in half a month for this drama? Did you know that he practiced dancing until late at night every day to have a better performance on stage in the drama? You know nothing, you only know how to take money to smear others and trample on others' efforts at will. People like you who take bad money will get retribution sooner or later.
Jiang Xingzhou: “…”
It started, and his haters also joined the crazy fans team.
He must have seen similar sentences like this at least eighty times, if not a hundred.
But he did not dare to praise these words at all, and even doubted the mental state of the person who said them.
Putting aside the work itself and talking about the stories behind the actors, isn't that just being a hooligan
Does he have to care about the chicken that laid the egg when he eats it
He is just a bad consumer. Why can't he complain if he spends money to watch something that is not good
Jiang Xingzhou will never be able to understand the mentality of fans who feel sorry for their idols who are dressed in gorgeous clothes even though they themselves may not even have a good life.
Jiang Xingzhou saw Cijiang's comment, but found it extremely boring.
If he guessed correctly, Cijiang would be laughed at by his fans today, and it would be different from the usual joking and amusing laughter.
Today's porcelain sauce is not fun.
The evaluation is that it is not as good as the Songci next door. It is so cute that it is so shy that it can't even speak clearly.
Jiang Xingzhou closed the backstage, so it’s better to read less of the crazy comments from fans.
Thinking of Song Ci, he couldn't help but wonder if Song Ci really could cook
If he really can cook and is willing to share his food, he would be happy to do so, as that would save a lot of money.
But will this take advantage of the girl
At worst, he can just buy some groceries.
He just needs to wait and see when Song Ci starts firing, and then he will know after taking a quick look.
****
It was three days later that I came into contact with Song Ci again.
This was the second time Song Ci knocked on Jiang Xingzhou's door.
Jiang Xingzhou was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Song Ci's face was slightly pink, and she was a little embarrassed: "The tableware I bought has arrived, and I can't carry it by myself. Can you help me go down and get it?"
"Oh, sure." It wasn't a big deal, Jiang Xingzhou agreed immediately.
He squeezed out from the crack of the door, tidied his clothes casually, paid some attention to his image, and looked at Song Ci: "Let's go."
"Okay." Song Ci hurriedly followed Jiang Xingzhou's footsteps.
There was a pot in the kitchen, and Jiang Xingzhou thought he would just buy a few more tableware. How heavy could it be? Girls are just delicate.
In the end, reality slapped him hard in the face.
He could barely lift the huge box.
Song Ci, holding some scattered things, stood in front of him and asked worriedly, "Is it too heavy? If not, how about taking it apart and giving me a few more?"
Jiang Xingzhou's face turned a little red. How could a man say no!
Besides, the situation just now was so embarrassing for him.
“I can do it!”
His tone made Song Ci understand something, and her little face turned red again.
Song Ci turned away and whispered, "Then I'll wait for you at the elevator."
"Sure." Jiang Xingzhou answered without hesitation.
He felt a little embarrassed by his anxious attitude, but Song Ci had already turned around and led the way ahead, and he froze in embarrassment.
He couldn't let the girl wait for too long, so Jiang Xingzhou once again attacked a box of unknown tableware.
He was able to lift it, but he looked too embarrassed and his expression was grim.
Fortunately, Song Ci left first, as this would have been very detrimental to his image.
Jiang Xingzhou walked forward with a heavy burden. When he saw Song Ci waiting for him obediently at the elevator door, his expression changed instantly and he pretended to be relaxed.
You can bend your waist, but your expression must be relaxed.
When he walked to Song Ci's side, the elevator door just opened again. Song Ci whispered, "The door is open."
Jiang Xingzhou found that Song Ci always spoke in a soft and soft voice, which was very low, but just loud enough for him to hear.
She has a nice voice and is pleasant to listen to.
If she could say a few more words, he would be happy to listen.
He followed it and was surprised to find that the elevator had handrails!
I don’t use it normally, so I never paid attention to it. It’s a big surprise now.
There were only two of them in the elevator, and Jiang Xingzhou didn't plan to pretend. He walked in from the door and quietly placed half the weight of the box on the handrail.
Song Ci took a look, pursed her lips and said nothing.
But she thought in her heart that she had not thought it through carefully. Such a weight might be a bit too much for Jiang Xingzhou.
To thank him, I'll cook an extra meal at that time.
They lived on the fourth floor, which was not a high floor, and they arrived in a short while.
After resting for a while, Jiang Xingzhou recovered fully, picked up the box, and walked out of the elevator first when Song Ci turned around and was about to say something.
Song Ci closed her mouth and followed.
When they got home, Song Ci asked again, "Can I put these things on the coffee table first?"
Jiang Xingzhou was stunned for a moment before he realized that Song Ci was talking to him. He nodded: "Of course."
Song Ci is always like this. Whenever you want to use some public areas, you have to ask him first.
But when Songci first moved in, we had already discussed some things in advance, such as the bathroom...
Over such a long time, I only replenished the refrigerator and put a few bottles of mineral water in it.
Jiang Xingzhou filled the remaining frozen layer with ice cream. They were not expensive, they were all old popsicles, but between the 50-cent and the one-dollar ones, he still made a small splurge and bought two boxes of old popsicles at one-dollar each.
But in the future this refrigerator may have to be filled with vegetables, and the atmosphere of life will become more intense, and he quite likes this feeling.
After putting the things on the coffee table, Jiang Xingzhou was finally able to stand up and stretch himself vigorously.
Seeing him like this, Song Ci felt even more sorry for him. Originally, she was going to cook and buy tableware by herself, but in the end Jiang Xingzhou moved everything here. She only took a few scattered items so that the contrast would not be too obvious.
So she silently gave Jiang Xingzhou an extra meal in her heart.
Her gaze was not concealed, and coupled with her little expression, Jiang Xingzhou didn't know whether to let go of his hand or not.
Let him go. It's his fault for being so shameless.
He sat down on the sofa and asked Song Ci, "Can I take a look here?"
He wanted to see what was in the box. It was exhausting.
Song Ci exclaimed, feeling a little confused. She had a lot more interactions with Jiang Xingzhou today.
If he stayed here and watched her unpack the package, their time alone could even exceed half an hour.
Breaking new highs.
Moreover, she would feel uncomfortable when someone is around.
But Jiang Xingzhou was helping her so much, Song Ci couldn't refuse. She bit her red lower lip and answered softly, "Okay."
In the space of a sentence, the tips of his ears were already stained with a thin layer of red.
Jiang Xingzhou smiled and asked politely, "Do you need my help in unpacking the package?"
"No, no." Song Ci waved her hand.
So Jiang Xingzhou sat on the sofa like a big boss, watching Song Ci leisurely unpack the package.
He won't go back to the room until he sees what's inside today.