The place to eat is a not-so-sophisticated barbecue restaurant. There are two floors up and down. The second floor is crowded with dozens of people. Lamb skewers, beef skewers, squid, chicken wings, grilled fish, and crayfish are delivered like flowing water. When I came up, the boss sweated and brought up several boxes of cold beer.
"Come here, drink and drink, eat and eat." Peng Zhigao sent a bottle of cold beer one by one, and when it reached Yu Siyang, he paused and took it back, "Minors, you can't drink. "
A bottle of milk was placed in front of Yu Siyang.
Artists generally pay great attention to controlling their diet. They try to eat as much as they can. The staff behind the scenes do not have so many taboos, unless they want to lose weight.
But there is Yu Siyang in the crew of "Toxic Delicious", who brings delicious food every day.
Eat it, worry about growing meat. Don't eat it, and can't help it.
The final result was that everyone except Yu Siyang gained weight.
Two actresses who always said they wanted to lose weight, one left the group early after finishing their career, and the other had another announcement today and didn't come.
There was no one who shouted "I can't eat any more, I want to lose weight" while eating, and everyone threw off their arms and ate happily.
"It's better to be a developing teenager," Zheng Qiu patted his girlfriend's shoulder, shaking his head and sighing: "Look at Yang Yang, no matter how he eats, he doesn't get fat, and he grows taller."
The best friend pushed her hand away and said with a look of disgust, "It doesn't matter if you are in the developmental period or not. During the developmental period, you will gain weight by drinking water, and you will not be much taller."
Zheng Qiu is sad and angry, you will lose me like this, you know
It was rare for the crew to get together for a meal, and everyone was so excited. The drinkers were all screaming that the cups were not enough, and they had to blow on the bottle.
The people in Peng Zhigao's team both love and hate him. They love his high salary and benefits, and hate his nitpicking. When they seize the opportunity, they can't stop drinking him.
Everyone drank a little too much, each and everyone cried and sang and cried, and only Yu Siyang, who was drinking milk, was awake.
But seeing the drunk who was lying on top of him crying how stupid he was, Yu Siyang wanted to cry without tears, and 10,000 mythical beasts rushed past in his heart.
- Don't wipe your tears and snot all over me!
When it was almost over, few people were awake, and Peng Zhigao didn't know who had painted a turtle with lipstick on his face, which was very funny.
The only two sober people, Yu Siyang and his new assistant, stared wide-eyed.
"Tang Hang, what should I do now?" Yu Siyang still had a drunk who was holding his neck tightly.
"Call someone to pick them up." Tang Hang said.
"…But who to call?"
"Look at their mobile phones and call their friends." Tang Hang had encountered such a situation when he followed Wen Xiao before, and he was quite familiar with it.
"It's not good to just look through other people's mobile phones." Yu Siyang felt that mobile phones were very personal items, and it was not good to look at other people's mobile phones without consent.
Tang Hang paused and was slightly surprised, "Then find a hotel nearby for them to stay."
How many rooms do so many people have to open? !
Yu Siyang mourned for the salary he just received.
There are pits everywhere in life. If you don’t pit tomorrow, you will lose a lot of money accidentally.
Dragging the drunk on his body, he swiped his card at the front desk of the hotel, Yu Siyang sat down in the hotel lobby and watched Tang Hang and the hotel waiter carry people back and forth together.
It's not that he doesn't want to help, but that there is still a drunk who can't be torn off.
Everyone else has settled down, but what about Hong Zhehao
Neither his agent nor his assistant were there, nor their contact information, nor did he know where he lived.
The most important thing is that Hong Zhehao's hand is like a dead knot, and he can't pull it away. The more he pulls, the tighter he is, and Yu Siyang's breathing becomes difficult.
Tang Hang was also dumbfounded. He had seen many drunks, but he had never seen one like this.
"Only you can bring him home."
Yu Siyang looked at Tang Hang, then turned to look at the head drooping on his shoulders, "Is there no other way?"
He is all dependent on others, and he doesn't think it's good to bring people over there casually.
Tang Hang was silent, with a "me too" expression on his face.
His assistant was really reticent.
Yu Siyang had a flat mouth, got up from the sofa, and dragged Hong Zhehao out with difficulty.
I finally understood why Hong Zhehao's agent was whipping his whip in the back and asked him to lose weight.
It's too heavy!
Heavier than the big crock he used to carry.
Tang Hang wanted to help, but was unable to do it. After thinking about it, he grabbed Hong Zhehao's feet and lifted it up.
Yu Siyang felt that the person on his body was a little lighter, he looked back, and was deeply silent...
"What's wrong?" Tang Hang couldn't help asking when he saw his strange expression.
"Don't you think it's like the two of us carrying a pig?"
"… "
Tang Hang quietly looked at Hong Zhehao, who was being carried by them. Yu Siyang didn't say that he didn't think so. In this way, he remembered that when he was a child, the pig was killed in the village. The pig was tied to a stick, and the two strong men were one after the other Lift it, it's like this.
It's really similar, the more I look at it, the more I can't stop thinking about it.
Carrying Hong Zhehao to the parking lot, Tang Hang put his feet down and went to open the door.
Yu Siyang was staggered by the suddenly increased force, and he almost fell to the ground with Hong Zhehao and the two of them.
"Be careful." Tang Hang quickly supported him.
Yu Siyang smiled bitterly: "I have to increase strength training."
Tang Hang smiled invisibly, and supported Hong Zhehao to let Yu Siyang enter the car.
The black Bentley drove all the way to the east of the city, and Tang Hang got Yu Siyang's address from Luo Peng in the morning.
Although he was curious about Yu Siyang actually living in the "Upper East District", his professional ethics prevented him from asking questions he shouldn't ask.
On the way back, Yu Siyang and Xue Chengxiu called Xue Chengxiu to explain the situation.
Although Xue Chengxiu didn't like to live in a stranger at home - even if it was just a one-night stay, but it was a request from his own child, he naturally agreed unconditionally and asked Aunt Wang to clean up the guest room on the third floor.
But when he saw the drunk hanging on Yu Siyang and didn't let go, Xue Chengxiu's heart burst into flames.
Yu Siyang dragged Hong Zhehao over and explained carefully: "He is an actor in the same crew as me, and he drank a bit too much for dinner today."
Xue Chengxiu didn't speak, he walked over and pressed Hong Zhehao's arm, and Hong Zhehao's hand that had tied the knot actually loosened. He casually threw Hong Zhehao, who had the audacity to take advantage of drunkenness, to the ground.
Hong Zhehao is also very powerful. He was carried, carried, and beaten all the way, and his head hit the car door twice—once in and out, and now he was thrown to the ground—even though he was covered with a thick carpet, it was like this. Haven't woken up yet.
Strength deduces what is called "drunk in the past".
"It's amazing." Yu Siyang Xingxingyan, he and Tang Hang did not separate people along the way, Mr. Xue actually did it casually.
Xue Chengxiu's face was calm, but in his heart he was very much used to the little eyes he admired for his own children.
Glancing at the person lying on the ground, I suddenly thought of a good idea.
"Yangyang, there are no other rooms in the house." Xue Chengxiu opened his eyes and said nonsense.
"Huh?" Yu Siyang looked puzzled, "Isn't there an empty guest room on the third floor?"
"It's been in disrepair for a long time." Xue Chengxiu continued to lie with his eyes open.
In fact, Aunt Wang has already tidied up the guest room.
"Then..." Yu Siyang looked at Hong Zhehao and wanted to say, it's okay for the two of them to squeeze for a night, the bed is big anyway.
"You can let your friends live in your room, you can live in mine." Xue Chengxiu said quickly and calmly.
It doesn't look like they're looking forward to sharing a bed at all.
"This..." Yu Siyang hesitated and slept with Mr. Xue, feeling... a little... so what...
"Are you going to take care of the drunk?" Xue Chengxiu said, "As far as I know, the drunk will vomit in the middle of the night, and he will be unconscious and vomit all over the bed. You want to..."
"Please don't say it." Yu Siyang raised his hand with a pale face, and he also wanted to vomit.
Xue Chengxiu raised his eyebrows.
Yu Siyang was pitiful: "Please take me in."
"Good." Xue Chengxiu touched his head with satisfaction.
Called a bodyguard to move Hong Zhehao, who had been drunk to death, into Yu Siyang's room.
Xue Chengxiu led Yu Siyang to the master bedroom.
This is the first time that Yu Siyang has entered Xue Chengxiu's room. The decoration style of the master bedroom is completely different from other rooms.
"To take a bath."
Xue Chengxiu brought a brand new set of pajamas to Yu Siyang, Yu Siyang unfolded it and took a look. On the cotton short-sleeved pajamas with a pullover, the front face of a cat was printed on the front, and the back of the cat's head was printed on the back.
Yu Siyang: "..."
"I came back today and passed a shop, and Mumu liked it." Xue Chengxiu explained: "He has a small set of pajamas for parents and children."
"Then do you have it?" Yu Siyang felt that the little guy would definitely not miss his father.
Xue Chengxiu coughed uncomfortably, and turned his head away without speaking.
That is there.
Yu Siyang was full of curiosity, wondering what the imposing Mr. Xue would look like in cat-head pajamas.
"Mr. Xue also wears it."
"Mr. Xue?" Xue Chengxiu was dissatisfied with the name he heard.
Oops, it's just a title, the creditor's focus is always so strange.
"Xiu." Yu Siyang called him awkwardly, but insisted, "You wear it too."
"Okay, go take a shower." How could Xue Chengxiu disappoint his child
When Yu Siyang came out of the shower, Xue Chengxiu also washed.
The two looked at each other's stupid cat heads and laughed at the same time.
"Put it on and show it to Mumu tomorrow." Xue Chengxiu said with a smile. Before the little guy went to bed, he was making a fuss about putting it on with his father and brother Yangyang.
Yu Siyang nodded.
Mr. Xue really loves his children very much.
The two were lying on the bed.
Xue Chengxiu's bed is very large, and it is not too crowded to sleep five big men of even body shape side by side at the same time.
Yu Siyang was lying on his back with the quilt covered, a little stiff.
Xue Chengxiu was also stiff.
Delicious delicious food is lying beside him in vain, but he has to pretend to be a gentleman so as not to scare the child.
It was torturous.
It would be better to throw that drunkard to the third floor if I knew it earlier, rather than asking for guilt.
"Yangyang..." Xue Chengxiu called out.
But there was no response from Yu Siyang.
He leaned over his upper body to see, Yu Siyang's breathing was slow and he was already asleep.
Sleep in seconds. This is it.
Xue Chengxiu chuckled, lay down again, turned off the bedside light, and said softly, "Good night, have a good dream."
Yu Siyang's sleep quality has always been very good, often sleeping until the alarm clock rings.
But today, for some unknown reason, he kept dreaming.
He dreamed that a mean-faced cat was coming towards him slowly, the cat's face was exactly the same as the cat in his pajamas.
The cat stopped two or three paces away from him and squatted for a while with a flick of its tail.
Suddenly, the cat pounced on him, and turned into a colorful tiger halfway through.
In the dream, Yu Siyang was attacked by a tiger.
The tiger spread out his limbs like a tiger-skin blanket, pressing him firmly under him.
Yu Siyang's face was buried in the white fur on the tiger's belly, making it difficult to breathe.
He struggled so hard that he wanted to kick the tiger away, and then kicked and kicked, and woke him up.
After waking up, Yu Siyang still found it difficult to breathe, raised his head vigorously, and fought for more fresh air for himself.
When I saw my situation clearly, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Okay! He was actually hugged by Xue Chengxiu like a big pillow. He was tightly held in his arms and could not move. No wonder he found it difficult to breathe.
Yu Siyang moved, trying to push Xue Chengxiu away.
Then…
He froze.
He felt that a certain part of the other party that could not be said was resisting a certain part of his own that could not be said clearly.
Men do this in the morning, he understands.
But... but...
Because he moved a few times, the other party actually had the tendency to move.
Yu Siyang wanted to cry without tears.
he did not do it on purpose.