Ji Sheng didn't go back to the dormitory, and got into the car with Xie Xuanming after leaving Stardust Kindergarten.
He sat in Xie Xuanming's dark luxury car that looked like a funeral home, and passed by the small broken van that wobbled out of the parking lot.
Looking at the members of the van through the two panes of glass, Ji Sheng suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for sacrificing himself and burying his father.
When we arrived at the villa, this feeling became even stronger.
First of all, Ji Sheng has to solve the bathing problem.
He had just come out of the stuffy doll costume, soaked in sweat. When he was in the car, Xie Xuanming had already fully revealed his dislike. He frowned all the way, and let out a few loud tuts from time to time, which made Ji Sheng tremble with fear. Each showed their abilities and walked to the villa.
"Can I use the bathroom?" Ji Sheng asked cautiously, seeing Xie Xuanming's eyebrows frowned again, Ji Sheng quickly added, "You don't want a dirty person in the house to be an eyesore, do you?"
Xie Xuanming was silent, and reluctantly said: "You use the guest bath."
The bath has been settled, and the clothes have problems again.
When Ji Sheng came, he was empty-handed and didn't bring a charger, let alone a change of clothes. Although the clothes were listed in the shopping list, it was a pity that the things hadn't been delivered yet.
There is still hope in Ji Sheng's heart: "When I lived here before, I should have kept a few things..."
"Throw it away." Xie Xuanming ruthlessly extinguished the flames.
Ji Sheng: "... Then, can you be merciful and lend me a piece of clothing?"
Xie Xuanming said, "No."
Ji Sheng's smile gradually became kind: "Then I run naked?"
In the end, Xie Xuanming still reluctantly opened the door of the cloakroom, picked through the inside, picked out a few unwanted ones, and handed them to Ji Sheng: "You wear this."
Ji Sheng glanced at the neat row of loose T-shirts in black, white and gray, and tea brown and blue striped slacks. The corners of his mouth twitched. He really didn't understand what he was hesitating just now.
Xie Xuanming's dressing style has been widely criticized. On the one hand, he is the darling of big names, no matter what kind of monster "fashion" items are put on him, he will be firmly suppressed by his abstinence and madness, and there will be no troubles.
But at the same time, Xie Xuanming is extremely perfunctory about the so-called "fashion", unless in necessary occasions such as the red carpet of the party, he will repeatedly emphasize on the brand side, wearing luxurious clothes to show his face in front of the camera. At other times, in the shots of paparazzi or passers-by, Xie Xuanming always wears boring cool-toned sports items.
Although Xie Xuanming's body condition is enough to make a dull black old man's shirt into a new fashion of abstinence full of hormones. However, his overly straight-man dressing style still left a serious stereotype on the passers-by, which caused many people who ate melons to express their surprise when the reporter broke out the ambiguous photos of him and Ji Sheng.
Ji Sheng took the clothes from Xie Xuanming's hand, and after thanking him, made up the last knife: "Thank you senior, you haven't given me underwear yet."
Xie Xuanming's expression darkened with the naked eye.
He closed the cabinet door: "You can't wear mine."
Glancing at it, he said contemptuously, "The size is wrong."
Ji Sheng: …
Even if it wasn't his own body, he still hardened his fist.
You have a silver pewter gun head, which looks good but doesn't work.
Sweeping hard at Xie Xuanming's muscular forearm, he warned himself that he was in front of him a violent madman who could knock people's teeth away with a word of disagreement, and Ji Sheng tried his best to swallow the vicious words of counterattack.
He smiled on the surface: "If you don't mind me wearing your pants with my lower body naked, I certainly don't mind being in neutral."
Two minutes later, Ji Sheng took the disposable underwear and left the cloakroom satisfied.
Clothes and hats are stored in the master bedroom, and as soon as Ji Sheng went out, he saw the sofa that was extremely inconsistent with the decoration style. Compared with the wide bed beside it, its narrow body looks very shabby and pitiful.
Thinking of his sleepless night, Ji Sheng's waist began to ache again, the corners of his lips twitched, and he turned around and asked, "Senior, maybe in the future, can I sleep on the floor?"
Xie Xuanming was in a bad mood: "No."
"why?"
"Because I said no."
The veins on the top of Ji Sheng's head twitched twice: "Xie Yingdi, people need to sleep."
Xie Xuanming walked out of the room without looking back: "You can fall asleep lying on the sofa."
Ji Sheng was left in place, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.
He thought of his previous life, when the sexual harassment controversy came out, he had received a private message from Xie Xuanming's fans cursing him, saying that he was shameless, that he was restless when he had a perfect lover, and that he simply did not keep his morals.
At this moment, Ji Sheng couldn't understand why someone would call Xie Xuanming a perfect lover.
The beneficiary who doesn't even allow his lover to hit the ground floor is destined to be a mean husband whose pre-marital contract is as clear as the boundary between Chu and Han.
Ji Sheng went downstairs and walked into the guest bathroom, complaining while taking off his clothes.
Xie Xuanming really deserved to miss Bai Yueguang, with his bad personality, if he was that Bai Yueguang, he might have to shout a few words now, luckily he ran away.
After Ji Sheng took a shower, he went out to the living room in clothes two sizes larger than his body, and found that the items on the list had been delivered.
Xie Xuanming sat on the sofa and read the itinerary without raising his head to ask him to check for omissions.
Ji Sheng was also polite, pulled out the chair and sat down, and opened the shopping bag.
He double-checked it carefully, and found that he really didn't buy it.
"The list is not complete." Ji Sheng held up the list, pointing his finger at a certain line, "I missed these two things."
"I asked them to remove it." Xie Xuanming said coldly, "What are you buying lubricants and family planning supplies for? Don't put all the dirty things in my house."
Holding up the list, Ji Sheng said in his heart that he was afraid that you would suddenly go crazy one day, so he should take precautions first to avoid heavy losses.
Xie Xuanming raised his head, saw his strange expression, and sneered inexplicably, "I'm not interested in you, so don't put dirty thoughts on me."
The benefactor warns his lover not to plot against him.
The perverted murderer said you fucking don't touch me or I'll call the police.
Ji Sheng will not be able to tell which one is more confusing for a while, and it is not easy to ask why you touched my ass and left tooth marks on my neck since you are not interested in me.
He could only smirk and say, don't worry.
I must not be fucking interested in you.
Although Xie Xuanming has an odd personality, he is barely qualified as a benefactor, and letting Ji Sheng sleep on the sofa is not for nothing.
After several days of back pain, Ji Sheng received his next job.
But this resource is very difficult to describe, full of "you are only worthy of doing this kind of thing" mockery and contempt.
"Live broadcast?" Lu Haoren was shocked.
"Bringing adult products." Huang Sizhe's complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "Have you been brainwashed by the Bawanghua, and you will take this kind of bad work."
Just as Ji Sheng wanted to ask who Bawanghua was, the boss of the company slapped the table and cut off his curiosity furiously.
"It's good to have a job!" The boss shook the itinerary loudly, "You don't need money to support you? If you can't get a schedule this month, and if you don't earn some extra money, you all have to pack up and leave."
The three of them were kicked out by the furious boss. You looked at me and I looked at you, feeling a little helpless.
"What do you really want to do?" Huang Sizhe said with a stinky face, "We are clearly here to be a band, but we have been spinning around in garbage work."
Lu Haoren sighed: "The live broadcast is actually okay, but I heard that the co-host... is hard to describe."
It is rare for the lead singer who exudes motherhood and great love like a mother to make negative comments on others. Ji Sheng was curious: "What's wrong with that anchor, isn't his professional ability bad?"
His questions were perfectly answered in the live broadcast the next day.
The anchor is not incapable of business.
He had no brains at all, and thundered vigorously as soon as he opened his mouth.
Outspoken, no wonder it is reduced to the midnight stall, accompanied by adult toys.
As soon as the Raytheon anchor saw Ji Sheng, he held his hand with tears in his eyes, and said sincerely, "Honey, you really resemble my ex-husband, but it's a pity that he died young and made me a widow early."
Ji Sheng shook like an electric shock. He glanced at the camera in the live broadcast room, which was already in operation, and forced out a stiff smile: "Your ex-husband..."
"Harassed his teammates, cheated on him while they were in love, and finally passed away while driving under the influence of alcohol! It's a model of scum!" The anchor mercilessly destroyed the last bit of luck in Ji Sheng's heart. The anchor said that he was angry, and slapped the table, knocking down an adult toy standing on it, "Actually, it's okay for him to be disqualified as an idol because of his bad character. .”
Ji Sheng watched helplessly as the spherical rubber body bounced twice and vibrated at an astonishing speed until the edge fell to the ground and stopped moving.
For a while, Ji Sheng didn't know whether he was the one who deserved to die, or the little adult toy.
The live broadcast scene fell into a cold spot. In order to save the embarrassing situation, Lu Haoren tried his best to speak: "May I ask, what do you mean by cp?"
"The prosperous world is in peace." The anchor waved his hand, "That's right, it's the pairing of the sexual harasser and the victim, even the dead CP."
Outside the live broadcast room, the viewers on the brand side were in a hurry. They held up a large whiteboard and added three exclamation points, urging them to turn the page quickly and not treat the promotion as a funeral.
The anchor reluctantly changed the subject: "Come on, our guest today is a member of Nirvana, let me introduce myself."
"Hi everyone, I'm Ji Sheng..." Before Ji Sheng recovered from his death, he made a fatal slip of the tongue at the beginning. He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, glanced at the pitch-black camera, and retorted, "...Senior Ji Sheng and Xie Xuanming's CP fans are the same as the anchor's CP, and my CP is also a pair of deceased CPs, yes."
Behind him, Lu Haoren and Huang Sizhe were petrified on the spot. The two looked at Ji Sheng in a daze as if struck by lightning, "What kind of plane are you doing?"
The host was still very upset when he ran into his opponent, even though it was his deceased opponent. Bringing the topic into the ditch once, "How about you, Sheng Shi Shengping and Xie Fang Ji Fang (Xie Xuanming Ji Sheng cp name), which one do you like?"
Lu Haoren really didn't understand why a live broadcast with sex products would start a conversation around a dead celebrity and his cp.
He only knows that the other two celebrities mentioned in the topic, Xie Xuanming and Sheng Kongzhi, are both top-notch at the moment, and they are the ones who will be scolded by fans and raised by their parents.
So Lu Haoren took the microphone in a panic, and stuttered into Tai Chi:
"Ah, I like Teacher Xie Xuanming's movies, and I often listen to Teacher Sheng Kongzhi's songs, Ji Sheng...Senior Ji Sheng, I...I, in short, I respect and love these three seniors very much, and I can't tell which is better... If you insist Speaking of cp... I'm not... uh, qualified... a typical cp fan."
He was talking nonsense, Huang Sizhe couldn't bear it any longer, and interrupted suddenly, giving this farce a shocking and thunderous ending.
"Oh, you are not a typical threesome fan."
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