The characters of the apprentice and his boyfriend are somewhat similar to a certain extent, which makes Jiang Ying have a good impression of him, and he can basically teach him without reservation.
"Jiang Zhugang, what are you thinking about?" Qi Zhu stretched out his hand, gently pushed Jiang Ying's side cheeks, made him straighten his head, and scolded, "Wandering in class, distracted in filming, and distracted by kissing?"
"Not lost."
The two spirits of "dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water" and "cooked ducks have hard mouths" can definitely be fully reflected in Jiang Ying.
Jiang Ying was really distracted. He was thinking about the major life events of his apprentice younger brother whom he had never met. As a "noisy" good master, happiness alone is not enough, and the apprentice younger brother should also be happy together.
But the kissing is distracting, and the gangster will not recognize it.
"I'm absolutely focused on liking you." Jiang Ying raised his finger to the sky and opened his mouth to "blur the point", "Really, I'm guaranteed to be the first in the grade in this exam."
"Who were you thinking about just now?" Qi Zhu let go of his hand and remained unmoved. "You may not know, the wandering gaze when you're distracted is familiar to me."
Jiang Ying: "..." Oh, no, he used to get distracted in front of Qi Zhu every three to five classes.
Jiang Ying's eyes turned, and his bad thoughts came again. At the moment when Qi Zhu let go, he grabbed Qi Zhu's neckline, prompting the other party to lean over slightly: "This brother, who is sour?"
"I don't need to be sour." Qi Zhu said indifferently, "I have absolute confidence in liking you."
"Learn from me again, we are really the same kind of people." Jiang Ying laughed out loud, "Brother Qi, although you don't talk much, do you know that you speak in a eloquent manner?"
It has to be said that two people with the same characteristics are indeed attracted to each other.
"Really?" Qi Zhu nodded slightly, and caught a glimpse of Jiang Ying's hand. A certain barman boasted that he had grasped Zhou's keyboard since he was a child, but his fingers were indeed fair and slender.
"Just pretend that I am Aiwujiwu." He said.
"Why are you so eloquent today?" Jiang Ying smiled provocatively.
"You want me not to be a human being?" Qi Zhu counter asked.
Obviously, the two of them understood the meaning of this sentence. Their eyes met in mid-air, and they both tacitly understood the meaning of the adult in the other's eyes.
"I still think you're going to retrain your physique." Jiang Ying ripped Qi Zhu's neckline a bit, and when he lowered his head, Jiang Ying's eyes couldn't help but move down and down.
"You want to see it." Qi Zhu glanced at him.
"I don't care, really." Gang Jing let go of his hand hesitantly, as if reluctant and envious.
Being popular is different. He has a really good figure, and he can also have a face.
"I will have it too." said a certain black and red idol.
"Well." An actor meant something, "It's all yours."
"Hey, the weather is too hot here." Jiang Ying sighed, the weather is too hot, I don't wear enough clothes, I can't hide anything if I want to do something, my boyfriend is right in front of me, I can only watch, can't eat, uncomfortable, very uncomfortable .
"My mistake." Qi Zhu felt the same way.
Qi Zhu came to Jiang Ying's room for a walk. He didn't see the recipe, but saw his own black material. The two "talked" until nearly ten o'clock. Qi Zhu got up and went back to his room next door.
"Help you tidy up the collar." Jiang Ying clumsily smoothed out the folds of Qi Zhu's collar pulled out by him, "There is a camera in the corridor, my brother's body, I'll be fine."
Qi Zhu glanced at him and walked towards the door without saying anything else.
"Brother, you're willing to leave." Jiang Ying lay down on the big bed behind him, turned his head to look at the door, and asked deliberately, "Don't stay."
Gang Jing has absolute confidence in his appearance. He knows that when he looks at people with his head tilted and his eyes half-open, the people who like him have the least resistance.
"Reluctant." Qi Zhu stopped, "But if I don't leave, you won't be on the show tomorrow."
"Is it so powerful?" Someone's eyes were blurred, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Xiaoying." Qi Zhu sighed, "If you talk again, I don't want to work anymore."
The most dedicated star in the circle was forced by himself to think that he didn't want to work. Jiang Ying's desire to win was greatly satisfied, he waved to chase people away, and said generously: "Let's go, let's go, see you tomorrow. "
Qi Zhu's hand touched the doorknob, and he took a few deep breaths to suppress the dissatisfaction in his body, and the desire that had just emerged in his eyes gradually calmed down. What follows is the desire to have further possessions, but if you like someone, you will carefully cherish and respect them, so it is definitely not now, not here.
"That's right." When Qi Zhu turned back, he could no longer see the changes brought about by the sudden emotional surge. "Although there is no camera in the room, Follow PD may come in when you get up tomorrow morning."
Jiang Ying: "Huh? Come in."
"Hide your little crab." Qi Zhu turned around and walked out the door.
Jiang Ying: "?"
what crab
Oh, his underwear is from the crab series, there are seven in total, one a day, and each one is fiercer than the other.
So the question is, how did the boyfriend know
Jiang Ying thought back for a while and felt that it should be the last variety show, what happened, but when the show was broadcast later, there was no problem. Jiang Ying attributed this to her boyfriend's supernatural powers.
When Qi Zhu left, the room was a little empty in an instant. When the two of them talked before, Jiang Ying didn't feel anything, but now that Qi Zhu left, he immediately felt a little—
emptiness.
The room is too big and empty, there is no mobile phone empty, looking at the small stars in the night sky outside the window, it is also a little empty.
For a moment, Jiang Ying felt for the first time that the desire to win or lose doesn't seem to be that important, and that possessiveness is real.
On the table, he found a postcard left by Qi Zhu. It was a souvenir from the store and was given to Qi Zhu by the owner.
On the back of the postcard, the night sky and stars on the island are painted. On the beach under the stars, there is a little crab bathed in starlight, waving its tongs against the sea in the distance.
The address and recipient on the postcard have already been filled in by Qi Zhu, and they do not need to be mailed through the mailbox, but directly to the recipient.
Among so many postcards, Qi Zhu chose his favorite one.
The squad leader is very good, Jiang Ying thought to himself, he can like him with his truest appearance, no need to smooth the edges and corners, no need to deliberately cater to them, they have seen each other's youngest and frivolous time, so in the long years to come There is no need for suspicion and no concession, just "wasting time".
In the live broadcast room after ten o'clock, there were still netizens who did not leave, so someone saw that Qi Zhu came out of Jiang Ying's room and went back to his room all the way.
[Squatting in the live broadcast room is right, at this point, there are still people stopping by. ]
[Can that be called a visit? This is a mutual friendship. ]
[For more than three hours, what were they talking about inside, I really want to know woo woo woo. ]
[This cp fan has reasonable doubts, the two who just closed (official) (official) (official) to each other today, are you really discussing the recipe? ]
[@Qizhu, do you think we can take it for granted that you are innocent when you come out and walk back to your room in the corridor? ]
The islanders' villas are very large. Jiang Ying and Qi Zhu's rooms are at the end of the corridor. The rooms have balconies and the windows are open, and the sea is not far away.
Qi Zhu returned to his room and took a shower again. He was about to rest when he heard something knocking on his window.
Qi Zhu: "..."
Sure enough, the next door was restless again.
Jiang Ying found a fishing rod in the house and stretched it out from the balcony to poke Qi Zhu's window.
"It's half past eleven, are you still asleep?" Qi Zhu opened the balcony door and walked out.
"Hey, I can't sleep well." Jiang Ying stood on the balcony at the other end, holding a fishing rod. "I don't have a cell phone, so I'm not used to it. Poke my boyfriend's window to see if I can say good night."
Fang Yi, who went out for a night run, took his own security and Follow PD and walked around the beach. When he came back, he looked up and saw a fishing rod on the window of the small villa.
Fang Yi: "…"
"Is there anything over there?" the follower asked.
"It's okay, I'm dazzled." Fang Yi said, "... I seem to see someone fishing."
And depending on the location, it was Jiang Ying's room.
In the middle of the night, open the window and set up the fishing rod
Fang Yi decided, when he didn't see it.
Because of Qi Zhu's special instructions the day before, when Follow PD entered the room the next day, Jiang Ying opened his eyes in a very standard sleeping position and started the live broadcast of the day.
With the previous day's turnover, the tasks of the guests were much easier. Jiang Ying continued to take charge of collecting (transferring) money (water), and the business in the store was better than yesterday.
"Ah, ah, you are that, that..." A little girl who newly entered the store pointed to Jiang Ying who was sitting at the front desk, unable to speak with excitement.
"Me." Jiang Ying took the initiative to say, "The last name is Jiang, the first name is Ying, and I like to open the screen in place."
Fang Yi: "…"
Qi Zhu applauded him not far away: "Full score for self-awareness."
"It's not fierce at all, why do they say you are fierce." The little girl was elated when she got the autograph, bought a lot of things, and the turnover in the store increased a lot.
"Lu Zhuanfan?" Jiang Ying asked, "Lu Zhuanfan, I'll ask Teacher Qi to sign one for you."
"Turn around, turn around on the spot." The little girl was very excited and walked away satisfied with two signatures.
"Become my fan, and fight with me in the future." Jiang Ying finished keeping the account and continued to lie at the front desk, peeking at Qi Zhu from time to time.
When the store is open during the day, there are a lot of barrages in the live broadcast room, which makes people dazzled—
[Where are you looking, Xiaoying, my eyes are sticking to our brother. ]
[Ah, Muquan Ming Kangkang me. ]
[Sister Fang Yi is really amazing, her language skills are full. ]
[I also feel that Jiang Ying is not so fierce and has become a fan. ]
[He was originally good-looking, and when he spoke well, he was very popular, but unfortunately, he was a native of Zaan. ]
[I envy the little girl just now, woo woo woo. ]
[I’m Mr. Qi, and my father gave me a look: I got it, the packaging is normal, just a plastic bag, transparent, the bag was broken, the courier asked me to unpack it for you, what is this ugly thing, do you want it urgently? , I'll ask someone to send it to you in a hurry. ]