Jiang MoChen waved at him, Yan QingChi got up and leaned forward with his hands on the table. Jiang MoChen stretched out a hand to block his ears, and whispered quietly, "I found out this time, you are all cooking, which is a little surprised."
Yan QingChi chuckled, learning his appearance, and whispered, "It's not that I didn't do it before, but you didn't let me do it. If you like it, we can continue to divide the work for the rest of the road."
Jiang MoChen glanced at him and whispered, "I am not feeling sorry for you."
"So you want the rest of the road, do we still divide the work like this?"
"It's okay this way, it won't change when I go back." Jiang MoChen reached out his hand.
Yan QingChi slapped him, which counted as an agreement, "Deal."
When the two of them ate, Jiang MoChen naturally washed the pots and bowls, and went upstairs with Yan QingChi to prepare for bed.
After entering the room, Jiang MoChen walked to the camera and said, "The next thing is time to sleep." Then, he turned off the camera.
Yan QingChi asked him, "Is this all right?"
"Anyway, no one said to us before."
"However, the show crew definitely wants to use the idol's pajamas as a selling point."
"What if someone is naked/sleeping?" Jiang MoChen asked him, "Isn't it just..."
"Hurry up and shut up." Yan QingChi looked at him, "You are so dirty from a small train, you can't describe the yellowing."
Jiang MoChen approached him, "Do you know what a small train is dirty?" He pulled Yan QingChi into his arms, "Now the camera is also turned off, and the wheat is picked, alone and widow. Room, how do you think the rest of the plot should be played?"
Yan QingChi pointed to the one-meter-two single bed, "Wake up, the bed is so big, take a good break, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang MoChen turned his head and asked him, "Do you know why I proposed that we live in this room?"
Yan QingChi poked his heart, "Sima Zhao's heart is known to passers-by."
"I was thinking when I was in the G City Hotel, I am not afraid of living in a standard room, I am afraid that there are two beds in the standard room. That is the farthest distance in the world. It is not life and death, but the one where you sleep by the window. The bed, I slept in the bed against the wall. It was obviously not far away, but I just couldn't cross it."
"Then why didn't you turn off the camera?"
"I didn't expect it at that time."
"So you think about it now?"
"It's mainly because we sleep. Normally, there's nothing to shoot. And actors like me who go in a forced way must not be too grounded. They have to leave room for fans to fantasize, so how can fans see me right away? What kind of pajamas I wear and what sleeping position I am. These were all agreed upon when Takehara and the program group signed the agreement. Basically, what I don't want to record and what I don't want to be cut out will follow my wishes. It's all because of you before. Shan Shang always said that the two of us were high school students who fell in love with each other and the director was the director of teaching, so I didn't react until I got down the mountain. Otherwise, we would need to sleep in separate beds that night."
Yan QingChi pushed him, "You have to know that a proper distance helps produce beauty."
"I think the distance is so close, I think you are quite beautiful."
Yan QingChi couldn't help but smiled, "You really can talk more and more."
"It's all from the bottom of my heart."
"Okay, let's hurry up and wash, it's time to sleep."
Jiang MoChen hugged him and asked expectantly, "Can we wash it together?"
Yan QingChi smiled, "Of course not."
The standard answer is, Jiang MoChen thought, he let go of Yan QingChi, "Then you hurry up."
"Yeah." Yan QingChi turned and went to the bathroom.
After washing up, the two squeezed into the single bed. This bed was still a bit narrow for two adult men, Jiang MoChen simply hugged Yan QingChi in his arms, and then he felt more comfortable.
"That's what you planned from the beginning." Yan QingChi asked him.
Jiang MoChen made no secret, "Yes, but now it seems that the house is pretty good. It has its own bathroom. With the door closed, we can hide in it without going out."
Yan QingChi chuckled, "This is true."
Jiang MoChen lowered his head to look at him, "Does it feel crowded?"
"Don't you want this effect?"
"Do you think this is a bit like a relationship in college? Two people like each other and cooperate tacitly when they are outside. They returned to the dormitory and closed the door and squeezed into a dormitory bed to hug each other. Although they have no money, they are also very good. sweet."
"We have money," Yan QingChi reminded him, "We are now the richest of all people present."
"Is it the point to have money?" Jiang MoChen was almost mad at him, "The point is that feeling, feeling!"
Yan QingChi laughed, "All you want to do is to have a premature love with me just now in a simulated high school, now start a simulated college relationship?
"Can't it? It's time to go to college after high school."
"All right." Yan QingChi said very cooperatively, "Then it is really not easy for us. From high school to university, after so long, we can be regarded as a model couple."
"What is your high school like?" Jiang MoChen asked suddenly. He had only seen Yan QingChi's high school on the previous information, but the information he asked someone to investigate obviously had problems in many places, so Jiang MoChen also I didn't believe that information for a long time. Speaking of this topic at this moment, Jiang MoChen couldn't help being a little curious, what was Yan QingChi's high school life like without him seeing and not participating?
Yan QingChi thought for a while, his high school was pretty good, his grades were excellent, his friends were righteous, and his family was harmonious. There was nothing wrong with him. It's just that it was his high school, and not the high school of the original owner. Yan QingChi was afraid that he would make more mistakes, and only said, "Just like everyone else, it looks good."
Jiang MoChen felt that this answer was too general, and asked, "Did you have anyone you liked at that time? Or what kind of type?"
Yan QingChi didn't really want to continue the topic of his high school with him. He was always worried that he would make a mistake and make Jiang MoChen puzzled. He raised his head and smiled and kissed Jiang MoChen, "Don't just ask me, do you have anyone you like in high school? What type do you like?"
"I didn't. At that time, I didn't have the heart to think about it."
"me too."
"Really?"
Yan QingChi nodded and looked at him with a slight smile.
Jiang MoChen looked at him and couldn't help lowering his head to kiss him. Yan QingChi stretched out his hand to hug him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he kissed back, thinking to himself that this topic is over.
Because of the objective factors of the bed, the two people embraced each other more closely this night, probably because they were afraid that they would fall if they didn't keep it.
When Yan QingChi woke up the next morning, he looked at his watch and it was only 7 o'clock. He always wakes up earlier than Jiang MoChen, but he can usually wait for him to wake up while playing on his mobile phone. At this moment, the mobile phone is confiscated and it is inevitable to be a little boring.
Yan QingChi scratched Jiang MoChen's Adam's apple, then scratched his chin, Jiang MoChen reached out and grabbed his mischievous right hand, his voice was a little low before he woke up, "Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while."
Yan QingChi had to nest in his arms and wait for him to wake up.
Jiang MoChen slept for more than half an hour before waking up. While kissing him, he asked him, "Why did you wake up so early?"
"It's getting late, my normal routine."
"You don't need jet lag, you don't feel tired."
"I'm young, I'm not tired."
"Yeah, I am 6 years older than you, but not older than you."
Yan QingChi pleased to kiss his chin, "You are not old, you are also young."
Jiang MoChen hugged him, bowed his head and wanted to kiss him, Yan QingChi quickly pushed him away, "Go brush your teeth! Don't brush your teeth or kiss! This is the principle!"
Jiang MoChen thought that every time he got up in the morning and prepared to stay with him for a while, he would be defeated by this principle, and he reached out and rubbed Yan QingChi's hair fiercely, "Just stick to the principle."
Yan QingChi grabbed his messy hand and struck twice, "This is my beautiful quality, I am such a person who insists on principles."
"Yes, yes." Jiang MoChen smiled and squeezed his face. When Yan QingChi wanted to fight back, he turned over and got out of bed, "I went to wash, and when I come back, remember to replenish me."
"Huh, beautiful thinking." Yan QingChi also got out of bed, walked to the curtain and opened the curtain, the moment the sun shines in, he feels that he is fully charged in an instant, and he can run downstairs for a kilometer. .
Yan QingChi went to the balcony and looked at the streets of the city in the morning. The sky is blue, the leaves are very lush, the sun shines on the road, stretching the shadows of the trees, the people on this street have not yet come out, the whole street is empty, but full of peace and warmth.
"Good morning." Yan QingChi said softly.
He looked at the street scene outside, and the sun slowly shone on this small balcony, shining on him, he was very comfortable basking in the sun, feeling the gentleness from the sun.
When Jiang MoChen found him, he saw him comfortably looking into the distance, basking in the sun. He stepped forward and hugged him from behind. Yan QingChi turned back, "Have you washed?"
"Ok."
"Then it's my turn."
Yan QingChi said, ready to break away from him to wash. However, Jiang MoChen hugged very tightly, "I just said that I have to come back to supply me."
"I am clearly talking about the beauty of thinking."
"Really, I didn't hear it."
"Then you seem to be really old, and your ears are not working well." Yan QingChi pretended to be melancholy.
Jiang MoChen:...
"It's early in the morning, can't you say something nice?" Jiang MoChen was helpless.
Yan QingChi smiled, "Good morning." He bent his eyes and said.
"anything else?"
Yan QingChi shook his head, "No more."
Jiang MoChen frowned.
Yan QingChi broke free from his arms instantly, "I'll talk about the rest of the night, that's all in the morning."
He said, he gave Jiang MoChen a kiss gesture, turned and walked towards the bathroom.
Jiang MoChen looked at his back and laughed unconsciously. He felt that Yan QingChi was like a puddle of water, sometimes quiet and gentle, sometimes jumping agile. When he is mature, you don't think he is like a young man who just graduated from university. When he is lively, you think he is still a boy full of innocence. However, no matter which kind, Jiang MoChen felt that he liked it very much, because no matter which kind of appearance, it was Yan QingChi's truest appearance-the appearance that he liked the most.
Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen closed the door and went down the stairs together. Li Mo was setting up breakfast for everyone. Seeing them both came down, she was taken aback. She glanced at the clothes of Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen, and said uncertainly. "You guys are brothers?"
Mo Xiaoxiao laughed instantly.
Li Mo turned his head to look at Mo Xiaoxiao, "Sister Xiaoxiao, did the two groups say okay before? Why are they all like this, cos twins."
Yan QingChi heard the words and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, only to find that Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei were wearing girlfriends. Mo Xiaoxiao is a pink plaid shirt and white pleated skirt, Zhang Ningwei is a blue plaid shirt and white pleated skirt.
Mo Xiaoxiao waved at him and smiled, "It seems we want to go together."
Yan QingChi denied with a guilty conscience, "No, no, I and Chen Ge are purely coincidental. When we come out to play, we want to wear it simpler. You know, our boys don't have more clothes than your girls, so it's easy to hit them. The two girls don't like zipping shirts, don't they?"
"That's an average girl, Weiwei and I are not afraid, and we don't both wear the same clothes."
Yan QingChi nodded, "It's really a coincidence."
"It's a coincidence," said Li Mo, "you can form two couples, but I won't let you form a group, otherwise the fans of the two brothers will probably be angry. And..." Her eyes were on Yan. QingChi and Jiang MoChen turned around, laughed a few times, and stopped talking.
Yan QingChi didn't understand this and what she was and what, turned around and asked Jiang MoChen, "Do you understand her last half sentence and that and what?"
Jiang MoChen shook his head, "Don't guess the young girl's mind, you can't understand after guessing."
Li Mo and Li Bozhong prepared bread and salad for breakfast. The bread was brought by them. They also borrowed some of Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei. The salad was made with salad dressing in the kitchen and fruits in the refrigerator. Everyone knows that they stayed in a hurry last night and there was no dry food in the room, so they all understood.
Li Bozhong talked to everyone about today's arrangements during the meal, and everyone here agreed with the face. The six groups of guests ate quickly, picked up their bags, and went out together.
Li Mo and Li Bozhong walked in the forefront as the tour guides, and the others followed them loosely. Yan QingChi and Jiang MoChen walked at the end, and they both watched and chatted, but they were quite pleasant.
They boarded the car on this sign and took a local special bus. When Li Mo got off the bus, he saw many people gathered in the square not far in front. It seemed very lively, so he pulled Mo Xiaoxiao and asked her, "Xiaoxiao Sister, do you want to come and have a look?"
Seeing that she wanted to go, Mo Xiaoxiao nodded very understandingly, and Zhang Ningwei said cooperatively, "I also want to go and see."
So everyone decided to go and take a look.
Yan QingChi saw pigeons on the square, touched Jiang MoChen, and pointed to him, "Pigeons."
"Do you want to feed the pigeons?" Jiang MoChen asked him.
Yan QingChi nodded, "I think a little bit."
"Then wait a while to see if there is time."
"it is good."
They followed Li Mo and found that there were a few people sitting on benches painting in this square, and many people were watching these paintings.
Yan QingChi took a closer look and found that there was a person in front of each painter, and the painter was also the person in front of him.
Li Mo was curious about what they were doing, but her English was not very good. Seeing Jiang MoChen was right beside her, she poked Jiang MoChen and asked him, "Brother, can you help me ask, they are What are you doing? Why are so many people painting?"
"it is good."
Jiang MoChen turned around and asked the black boy next to him. The black boy was very enthusiastic and explained to him that they were in a game. The owner of the bck bar on the back street said, who painted the picture most like a real person, then You can invite him and his friends to drink beer for free, and drink the beer in the store.
Jiang MoChen asked him how to determine who painted the most similar?
The younger brother said that it's very simple. Just show the painted picture to the person who drew it. If the other person thinks it looks alike, it's like it. If the other person feels it doesn't look like it, then it's not like it. If the other party likes to draw hand-drawn pictures, they can also pay for them on the spot.
"You have to pay?"
"Yeah, painting itself is very hard, but you can pay less, and the meaning is just fine, no one will be more serious."
Jiang MoChen understood, and told Li Mo and others.
Li Mo hadn't been to a foreign bar yet, so he was very excited and asked him, "Brother, can you paint?"
Jiang MoChen smiled and shook his head.
"Then among the 12 of us who can paint? If he can win, can we all go to drink beer for free?"
Seeing that she wanted to go, Yue Ziming thought of being on the island at the time. Because of Fei Jingyu's reasons, the two groups broke up unhappy, a little sorry for Li Mo and Li Bozhong. So he opened his mouth and said, "Jingyu knows how to paint. He paints at a very high level."
When Li Mo heard Fei Jingyu's name, the joy on her face dropped in half. She turned to look at Fei Jingyu and asked him, "Brother Fei, are you willing?"
Yue Ziming shook his hand and persuaded him, "Go, if we win, we can go to the bar here to have a look."
Fei Jingyu was reluctant. He felt that this kind of behavior was a little lofty. "If you want to go to the bar, we can just go directly. Why do we rely on this?"
"We don't have much money, so of course we have to save some money." Yue Ziming persuaded.
"I learned to paint, not to participate in this kind of competition." Fei Jingyu looked at those who were painting on the bench and said with disdain, "shameful."
Jiang MoChen frowned, Yan QingChi also felt that these words were not very pleasant, "Fei Jingyu," he reminded, "If you don't like it, don't tell it. They just come to play a game, just have fun. No stealing or snatching, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, we are in someone's turf, so you just say that others don't understand Chinese. If you understand, we may not be able to get out well when we fight. Here."
"What do you know?" Fei Jingyu looked at him, "Do you know how to paint? Have you learned to paint? A painter, for free a few glasses of beer, show off his painting skills in the public and let others comment. Shame. Professional painters, only participate in the required competitions, understand?"
Fei Jingyu said, his tone was full of contempt, he was not afraid of Yan QingChi, even if Yan QingChi quarreled with him, he thought it would be a good thing. Fei Jingyu came to this stage, the agent said to him-black and red are also red. The entertainment industry has never been afraid of black fans or black and red. The most feared thing is obscurity. Fei Jingyu and his agent analyzed the recording guests, and finally focused on Yan QingChi.
For them, Jiang MoChen's force is too high, Fei Jingyu can't reach it even if he steps on a ladder, and other people may be as famous as him or not as well as him. Only Yan QingChi has a higher reputation than him, but his debut time is not too long, and his fans are not crazy. If he can be tied down, even if he is arguing on the show and becoming an opponent, then it is worth it.
It would be better if Fei Jingyu was able to press him in any way, and then publish a draft and push it on the whole network.
Therefore, Fei Jingyu is very proud. He has almost thought of the name of the manuscript "12 guests of "Best Partner", overwhelming Yan QingChi, his talent is ranked first." He looked at Yan QingChi with contempt. "This is the art industry has a specialization, Yan brother, maybe I am not as popular as you, but I am a professional in painting."