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As Wang Ping said, he directly pulled Ji Zou into the room, slammed the door, and quickly walked into the corner of the room, where Ji Zou couldn't see.

Ji Zou stood in the corridor without moving. What Wang Ping said just now was so shocking that he completely forgot his reason for coming——

What do you mean you have to take it off later anyway? !

What is Wang Ping talking about? !It's just that I haven't seen each other for a few hours, how did the plot progress to this point? ? ?

"Student come in." Wang Ping was still calling him inside.

But Ji Zuo stood firmly on the spot, clenched his hands into fists, motionless.

If Wang Ping doesn't speak clearly, the consequences will not be as simple as Wang Ping thought later.

Wang Ping waited for a long time, before Ji walked in, poked his head out for a look, then retracted again, after two seconds, Ji Zou heard a sound of "caracalla", Wang Ping pushed a sliding clothes hanger towards him come out.

Hanging on the hangers are two gorgeous and elegantly tailored new suits, which can be seen as Aurora's handwriting.

Ji Zuo was not in the mood to care about Aurora or not. He stared at Wang Ping, breathing heavily.

"Student?" Wang Ping pushed his clothes in front of Ji Zuo, raised his hand worriedly, and waved it in front of his eyes, "Are you stupid? Are you okay?"

"Brother Wang Ping..." Ji walked back a step, keeping a distance, "What did you mean just now?"

"what do you mean?"

"Undress--"

"Are you stupid?" Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou blankly, "Trying on clothes, how can you try without taking off your clothes?"

"……try on clothes?"

"That's right." Wang Ping turned his head, looked at the two suits he pushed, and introduced them to Ji Zuo, "I just received the new Aurora for next spring, what do you think?"

Ji Zuo felt that the blood that rushed to the top of his head was slowly falling back. While he was relieved, he was a little disappointed——

I can think of the kind of thing Wang Ping said about "undressing", and I am too... I don't know Brother Wang Ping too much.

"Is this for you to go to the airport?" Ji Zuo asked.

Ji Zuo was disappointed, but he still walked over, pulled up a piece of clothing, and looked at it carefully - he also accepted the endorsement of luxury goods, and knew that on some occasions, luxury goods would send clothes for celebrities to wear.

"Which one do you like?" Wang Ping asked.

"I like……"

Ji Zuo lowered his head and carefully picked between the two sets.

Both have Aurora floral elements, but one is a colorful flower, and the other is a flower like a sketch in an ancient book.

One is gorgeous and the other is pure.

Ji Zuo chose, picked up the colorful flower set, and rushed to Wang Ping.

Ji Zuo: "Let's do this."

Wang Ping has a good-looking face, and wearing big flowers will not look cumbersome, but it has a spring atmosphere; although he is still in the Northland at the moment, it is not bad to have a touch of bright color at the airport.

Wang Ping looked at the clothes, then at Ji Zou, then at the clothes, and said calmly, "Eh."

"If you really like this." Wang Ping struggled to speak, "Just wear it."

There is one thing to say, Ji Zuo's cold face paired with this colorful dress, it's quite... quite... the contrast is cute.

"Okay, then I will..." Ji Zuo realized, "Me?"

"That's right, don't you want to borrow haute couture?" Wang Ping lay on the clothes hanger and looked at Ji Zou, his eyelashes flickering, "But there are no occasions where I can wear haute couture recently, so I sent a WeChat message to Huot to ask for some." Normal clothes."

Ji Zuo pinched the hanger of the suit he picked out with his fingers, exerting a little force, and his joints turned white.

Ji Zuo looked at Wang Ping.

"But I think you're wearing this one." Wang Ping picked up Ji Zou's remaining clothes and shook them at Ji Zou, "But... oh, you like that one, it's fine, it's fine .”

"You asked Huo Te for it?" Ji Zuo asked suddenly.

The topic changed suddenly, and Wang Ping nodded in a daze: "Ah, that's right."

"For me?" Ji Zuo asked.

"For—you can't say it's for, but don't you want to wear it? Just let me ask."

Ji Zuo has helped him so much, just asking him if there are any clothes he likes to wear, what's the point?

What's more, Holt himself quite liked Ji Zou's movie, and the journey went smoothly without any twists and turns. It was indeed because Ji Zou asked, but if it's for someone, it's really a bit...

"Thank you."

Ji Zou didn't look at Wang Ping, his lowered eyes looked at the floor, his Adam's apple vibrated slightly, his fingers moved down, stroking Aurora's soft fabric.

Aurora haute couture was an excuse he came up with casually, but Wang Ping always remembered that he contacted Holt with great effort and traveled across the sea to borrow this suit.

He couldn't describe exactly how he felt in his heart.

"Damn, it's so formal." Wang Ping thought for a while, and lifted another dress hanging on the hanger, "However, I still think you are more suitable for this set."

"Okay, I'll wear what brother Wang Ping chose for me." Ji Zuo hung up the clothes in his hands, and took the formal suit from Wang Ping's hands.

"Oh, that's right."

Wang Ping said with a smile, while lowering his hands, he grabbed the hem of his pajamas and lifted it up——Wang Ping's hand was held down by Ji Zuo.

"what are you doing?!"

The warm and touching atmosphere just now was swept away.

Ji Zuo pulled Wang Ping's hand down, blocking his exposed belly button.

"Change clothes?" Wang Ping struggled, but couldn't get rid of Ji Zou's hand, with a blank face, "You can only wear it after you take it off."

"Go to the bathroom to change!"

"They're all men, what do you care about?"

Wang Ping found that he couldn't break free, so he took a step back, freed from the pressure of Ji Zuo's palm, and directly lifted the clothes up.

This time, the neat abdominal muscles are also exposed.

Ji Zuo stared at Wang Ping's abdominal muscles for 2 minutes, then turned around with his suit in his hand, and walked quickly to the bathroom.

"I'm going to change in the bathroom!"

Wang Ping still maintained a half-undressed posture, and saw Ji Zuo's ears illuminated by the lights when he was walking to the bathroom—red and bleeding.

"Yoooooooo." Wang Ping's booing voice came from behind Ji Zou, "Student is so innocent, not bad."

·

innocent.

The innocence will eat you up!

Wood, really is wood!

Ji Zuo hung his suit on the hook behind the door, turned on the faucet, and the cold water flowed down. Ji Zuo put his wrist under the faucet. After a long time, he calmed down a little.

Just slightly.

Still the hot blood that would be exposed in pants.

Ji Zuo took another handful of cold water and poured it on his face—the cold water in winter in the Northeast, but it still didn't help at all.

Ji walked around in the bathroom a few times, finally took off his leather shoes, and walked into the innermost shower room of the bathroom.

Ji Zuo threw away his clothes, turned on the cold water, and put himself under the cold water.

Wang Ping was putting on his shirt when he suddenly heard the sound of water in the bathroom. He stopped his movements. Wang Ping ran to the bathroom and opened the bathroom door. Sure enough, he saw Ji Zuo throwing all his clothes on the ground and taking a bath in the frosted bathroom.

Ji Zuo had just half turned off the fire when he suddenly heard the door knock, turned his head, and saw a figure scurrying by the door.

"Get out!" Ji Zuo rarely lost his temper.

"Okay, I'm sorry, junior."

Wang Ping shrank his neck out with a smile, and wrote down in the small notebook in his heart——Ji Zou, pure love, not showing the bath, and certainly not comparing the size.

After Wang Ping finished jotting down his notebook, he still refused to sit idle, so he opened the bathroom door a little to make it easier for him to babble.

"Student, I understand that it's really exciting to wear a luxury brand, but——Aurora is just a new model, it's not Hult's thread, and Ji's top is really not sewn stitch by stitch, not really, really not. "

Ji Zou: "..."

It's really hard to sit still.

"Of course, I understand this feeling." Wang Ping picked up his conscience that was eaten by a dog, and continued to babble, "Then you wash slowly, the blue towel in the bathroom is for me to wipe your body, if you don't mind, You can use whatever you want."

Ji Zou was taking a shower of cold water with his eyes closed, and when he heard this, he opened his eyes suddenly - he looked out from the frosted glass, and there was a big blue bath towel facing him.

Looming, seductive.

It seems that you can think about it with just a towel. Wang Ping is usually in the bathroom...

Ji Zuo suddenly closed his eyes.

Ji Zuo slammed his hand in the cold water against the wall, and the fire that had subsided just now started again, and if it continued like this, neither he nor Wang Ping would be able to think about it tonight.

"Stop talking." Ji Zou squeezed out these words from his throat.

Wang Ping quite understands whatis to accept when he sees it, and laughed three times: "Okay, okay, let's not talk, you wash it slowly——Aurora, it's really not, it's not."

Wang Ping's voice gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.

Ji Zuo took a breath, turned up the cold water, and ran for another ten minutes. He finally calmed down completely and walked out of the shower.

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As Wang Ping said, the towels available in the bathroom are his personal items. Ji Zuo wiped himself casually with toilet paper, stood in front of the radiator to dry himself naturally, and then put on Aurora's suit.

As soon as Ji walked out, he saw Wang Ping standing not far from the bathroom door playing with his mobile phone.

Wang Ping was wearing a floral shirt, and the outer suit was inlaid with a few small diamonds at the neckline. When the light shone over, it shone like stars, very dazzling.

A set of clothes that is very suitable for Wang Ping's temperament.

Hearing the voice, Wang Ping realized that Ji Zou had come out, and raised his head, looking at Ji Zou——

Ji Zou's inner wear is very different from his style. The light yellow and dark brown flowers match Ji Zou's calm temperament, and he dresses him like a learned scholar.

Ji Zou is also very suitable for wearing Aurora. Huot should be very happy when he sees it.

"Brother Wang Ping, are you okay?" Ji Zou asked.

"It's okay." Wang Ping thought for a while, then walked into the room, "Wait, I'll get you an accessory."

There was a freshly opened express box in the bedroom, and there were a few small accessories inside. Wang Ping rummaged through it and brought back a pair of flat glasses with chains. He walked up to Ji Zuo and motioned him to bend over.

Ji Zou bent down in a good manner to make it easier for Wang Ping to operate. After a while, the bridge of his nose became heavy, and Ji Zou opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, Ji Zou's eyes showed no emotion. The cold temperament matched with the glittering gold chain hanging on the side of his face immediately gave Ji Zou some sexy feeling.

"Perfect." Wang Ping nodded, "Go to the airport like this tomorrow, I guarantee you will cry a lot of people."

"Brother Wang Ping is also beautiful." Ji Zuo seemed a little embarrassed.

"What's beautiful?" Wang Ping corrected, "Please tell me I'm handsome."

Ji Zuo smiled and said nothing, resolutely not answering according to Wang Ping's request.

The two looked at each other's new clothes lively, but neither of them had time to confirm whether the pants and clothes matched, and which piece of clothing the pile of accessories was originally allocated to.

Ji Zuo didn't know, but Wang Ping...

Huot sent him a message and said that the two pieces of clothes are up to him, don't dress straight, you can add other collocations, anyway, just wear casually.

Therefore, Wang Ping never realized that Ji Zou should be wearing pants that matched his clothes, and all the accessories on his body originally belonged to Ji Zou's outfit.

Wang Ping only cared about Ji Zou's gold chain glasses and went.

He reached out and fiddled with Ji Zuo's hair again, and gave him two styling suggestions for tomorrow, then picked up the pajamas he threw on the ground, and hugged him in his arms.

"Take off your clothes or hang them on the hanger first, take them back later, and wear them directly tomorrow." Wang Ping said as he walked.

"Where are you going?" Ji Zuo looked at Wang Ping's back that was drifting away.

"Leave the outfield to some innocent and shy children, I'll go inside and change clothes."

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As an innocent and shy kid, Ji Zuo really didn't know whether to cry or laugh when faced with this situation.

Ji Zou took off his clothes and hung them up, Wang Ping also came out and hung the clothes beside him, when he heard someone knock on the door, Wang Ping went out to pick up a barbecue and came in.

"Have some barbecue before we go?" Wang Ping invited, "I ordered for two."

"Row."

Ji Zuo and Wang Ping sat down on the sofa, each holding a can of beer.

Wang Ping ate some pork belly first, then ate a mouthful of mutton skewers, and finally lifted the prawn, ready to gnaw without blinking his eyes—then, the prawn was dragged by Ji Zuo.

"The shell hasn't been peeled off yet." Ji Zuo frowned slightly.

"It can supplement calcium."

It's all nonsense, Ji Zuo simply ignored him.

Wang Ping tried to reach out to take back his prawns, but was blocked by Ji Zuo, and then Ji Zuo stretched out his hand along the way, and brought all the other prawns in front of him.

The shrimp that Wang Ping bitten just now was pinched by Ji Zuo first. Ji Zuo skillfully pinched off the head and tail, peeled off the shell, and removed the shrimp thread before handing it to Wang Ping.

Ji Zuo wanted Wang Ping to reach out to grab it, but Wang Ping held a skewer in his left hand and a beer can in his right, and couldn't take it off, so he lowered his head and took the shrimp away from Ji Zuo's hand.

Ji Zuo felt his fingertips being scratched by something soft, followed by an uncontrollable tingling itch.

Ji Zou raised his head in disbelief, and glanced at Wang Ping, who was enjoying himself - the shrimp was very fresh, and the meat was enhanced by the spicy seasoning, making it even sweeter and more tenacious.

After chewing the prawns, Wang Ping raised his eyes, and met Ji Zuo's weird gaze just now.

"I was wrong..." Wang Ping silently raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "It's better to peel off the shell of the shrimp."

Ji Zou: "..."

Wang Ping asked cautiously: "So... peel off another one?"

And wood, really can not care so much.

Ji Zuo sighed, and uncomplainingly unloaded another shrimp from the bamboo stick, helplessly: "Yes, Brother Wang Ping."

·

Ji Zuo peeled ten shrimps, nine of them were eaten by Wang Ping, and the remaining one was eaten by Wang Ping hypocritically.

After eating half of the food ordered on the table, Wang Ping was full. After wiping his hands with a napkin, he took out a miniature script from the gap in the sofa.

Wang Ping's room is full of such things, so that he can find the script and read it wherever he goes.

Holding the script in his hands, Wang Ping swayed on the sofa for a while, feeling uncomfortable, and finally fell down on the sofa, lying directly on the sofa.

The hair on the top of Wang Ping's head was only two centimeters away from Ji Zuo's thigh, and his long legs rested on the armrest of the sofa, just enough to shake.

However, because the legs are too long, they rub against the floor from time to time, which is somewhat uncomfortable.

Ji Zuo turned his head slightly, and he could see the part of his V-neck that couldn't be covered.

"Senior, you...!!!!"

Before Ji Zuo could finish his words, he suddenly felt a weight on his thigh.

The head that was two centimeters away from him just now has already been lying on his thigh. At present, Wang Ping's hair is still two centimeters away from him.

Two centimeters away from him somewhere.

Ji Zuo gritted his teeth and looked at Wang Ping: "You sit down!"

"It's uncomfortable if you don't sit properly." Wang Ping was confident.

"Then you lie down!"

"When you lie down, your legs are rubbing against the floor. It's not uncomfortable at all when you shake it." Wang Ping was very justified, and even lifted his feet up to show Ji Zuo.

"...Then I'll sit on the floor."

"Ji Zou." Wang Ping not only did not move, but also opened his eyes, looking at Ji Zou resentfully, "You have changed."

"I have changed again..."

"You let me lean on your shoulders on the set." Wang Ping was very wronged, "Are you acting, you don't treat me privately."

Ji Zou: "..."

Regardless of whether Wang Ping's grievance is real or the result of his superb acting skills, it has a very lethal effect on Ji Zou.

Ji Zuo sighed and shook his head slightly - forget it.

The person lying on his lap is the ancestor of his family.

Lie down if you want, lean on if you want, feel a little uncomfortable, it's nothing more than a cold shower.

Ji Zou stretched out his hand and touched Wang Ping's hair lightly. Wang Ping was comfortable with his touch and narrowed his eyes slightly.

I'll charge you some benefits first.Ji Zuo thought, in the future, I will take it back slowly.

Wang Ping lay comfortably on his thighs during the lying season, and he became more focused on reading the script, but the more he concentrated, the more frowning Wang Ping became.

"What's wrong?" Ji Zuo asked him.

"Look at this script." Wang Ping handed the miniature script to Ji Zuo, "There are so many Wia dramas...I feel like I'm cold."

"No, your martial arts is very good, and it's recognized on the set."

"Of course it's good to play on the ground." Wang Ping sighed, "But it's not good to fly to the sky-the practice time was not arranged well before, and Wia didn't practice much."

However, it is not Wang Ping's style to frown and be helpless.

Wang Ping complained and complained, and after complaining, he still actively thought of a way, saying: "Forget it, I will ask the director when the time comes, and just lend me the wire to practice first."

Ji Zu turned his eyes to Wang Ping's face.

Wang Ping said it quite lightly, but after putting on the Wia thing, the thin steel wires strangled the waist and arms, and after a few times it would rub against the skin so painfully.

Wang Ping... Could it be that he also imagined, like all the previous scenes, that he practiced one after another, one after another.

Ji Zuo suddenly remembered his purpose of coming to Wang Ping's room.

It was because of Tang Hongtu's words - if hard work is Wang Ping's talent, why did he work so hard.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo asked softly, "Do you find it hard?"

"what?"

"I mean, you practice over and over again, and you are so tired every day, do you think it's hard?"

"What do you mean, it's not hard work." Wang Ping didn't understand what Ji Zuo meant, "Acting is something I like. I want to do it well so I do it seriously. Why do you find it hard?"

Ji Zuowei was stunned.

In fact, this is a very simple reason - because I like it, I hope to make it better and better, so I work hard, it's as simple as that.

So in retrospect, Wang Ping never thought about who he had to compete to win, and he won with Xiang Jie, by the way.

If he wanted to get Tang Hongtu's approval, that might be incidental.

What Wang Ping really wants may be acting, just acting itself.

Ji Zuo suddenly thought, if Tang Hongtu told Wang Ping that he had no talent today, maybe Wang Ping would not think about it, or doubted himself.

Because he obviously just likes acting, and liking this thing itself can be done without any talent.

Therefore, Wang Ping's talent is not hard work, but... liking.

Ji Zuo suddenly knew why Wang Ping was able to bring himself into the play.

Because of that pure liking, it can touch people's hearts unconsciously.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zu stretched out his hand, covered Wang Ping's eyes, and said softly, "I feel very lucky to meet you."

·

When Ji walked out of Wang Ping's room, his heart was heavy - what Wang Ping said just now reminded him not only of the present, but also of the past.

Back then, Wang Ping fought badly in fights, but he still dared to carry a shoulder bag and go to the old street to find the gangsters from several schools in Zongheng.

It may be Wang Ping's theory - he wants to do it, he likes to do it, so he does it.

Ji walked to the end of the corridor, opened the window, and placed himself in the cold winter wind. He stood for a while, made a call, and flew to Tong Le.

"Tong Le." When the phone was connected, Ji walked straight to the point, "Go and find out who owns the Sichuan film and television base we are going to, and who is in charge of the equipment. Before I arrive tomorrow, please do such a thing for me." ..."

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Although Wang Ping was a little worried about Wia's affairs, he always worked hard when he was upset, and went to sleep when he was sleepy. That night, he first practiced the martial arts of hanging Wia, and then he took a bath and went to sleep boldly.

Early the next morning, Ji Zuo and Wang Ping put on two sets of Aurora haute couture and went to the airport.

Because the purpose was to help promote Aurora, the two of them were neatly made up and did not wear masks. They handed down jackets to the assistant when they got off the car, and walked into the airport wearing only casual suits.

The people who sent the plane arrived early, and the people from the Wang Ping Support Club and Ji Zuo Support Club had already erected a wall of people and stood on both sides without blocking the road.

When the two got out of the car, everyone immediately cheered for them with their voices.

"Brother Wang Ping!!! Brother Ji Zou!!!" The airport was full of girls screaming.

"Keep your voice down." Wang Ping shushed, "There are others."

Turnon's fans were very obedient, and immediately lowered the decibel. Although it was not completely silent, the shutter sound of the sisters taking pictures can still be heard.

Everyone escorted the two of them to move inside the airport in an orderly manner. There were also a few low-end fashion magazines who mixed in with the crowd and took photos of the two of them.

Of course, fashion magazine photographers are not necessarily better than the station sisters.

Wang Ping's biggest station sister, that is, the one who walked into the show with a full set of Aurora haute couture last time and started a bilibili live broadcast. She filmed Wang Ping and Ji Zou at the same time.

Ms. Zhan is rich and powerful, and she directly opened the continuous shooting, and the shutter clicked like she didn't want money.

Sister Zhan looked at her idol and her new idol's old Gong through the viewfinder. After watching for a while, she suddenly realized something was wrong——

Brother Ji Zou, seems to be Aurora too? ? ?

Wait a moment? ? ?

If she read it right——Wang Ping's clothes and Ji Zuo's clothes happened to be disassembled and worn in two sets, and the pants and accessories were exchanged...

What kind of senior couple dress is this? ? ? ? ?

Sister Zhan was shocked, and immediately stopped taking photos, and just stood where she was, and pulled out the full-body photos of Ji Zuo and Wang Ping, and released them against Aurora.

After 10 minutes, the station sister finally confirmed.

This is love.

Got it for real.

Sister Zhan took pictures of her discoveries, edited them into pictures and texts, and sent them to Zoumapingsheng CP Chaohua.

@走马平生走一生: [Ji Zou Wang Ping teaches you how to wear aurora's two sets of unrelated clothes to look like a brother's outfit.Don't ask, just ask, it's intentional. [Picture][Picture][Picture][Picture]]

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Turnon strictly forbids the act of swiping off customs and sending them off. In the past, idols were called out to criticize them a few times, and this trend went down. So after Ji Zou and Wang Ping entered the customs, the number of fans who followed them decreased a lot.

There had been editors from first-line fashion magazines waiting there, and there was more than one fashion magazine. The two of them were being photographed before they got on the plane, and they didn't bid farewell to the fashion editor until they had to board the plane.

But Ji Zuo and Wang Ping were not the last to board the plane.

In the real sense, the last ones to board the plane were a few girls. They kept sneaking behind Wang Ping and took pictures with their mobile phones. They didn’t quickly enter the economy class until Wang Ping and Ji walked into the first-class aisle.

Wang Ping knew who they were.

It's just that every popular star will have a few... illegitimate meals.

From the public itinerary to the private itinerary, these little girls seemed to have no life of their own, and followed Wang Ping day and night—but for this shoot, Wu Guangji and the security of the photography base were very strict, and a few talents did not keep up with them. Come in.

But Wang Ping heard that the photography base in Sichuan is an outdoor location, and it is impossible to enclose it like the Northeast base, so the possibility of these people following in is quite high.

This matter... may still have to be handled by Brother Zeyang, but he is very busy recently...

"Brother Wang Ping."

Wang Ping's thoughts were interrupted by Ji Zou's voice, he turned his head and saw Ji Zou's smiling face - Ji Zou held up a rectangular chewing gum in front of him, and said with a smile: "Chewing gum."

"Thank you."

Wang Ping took the gum and threw it into his mouth to chew.

The fresh lemon flavor spreads in the mouth with chewing, and with the slightly sour lemon flavor, the boredom just now is swept away.

never mind.Wang Ping thought to himself.There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, just get rid of them later.

Thanks to this piece of chewing gum, Wang Ping's ears didn't hurt at all when he took off. He happily shared a movie with Ji Zuo, ate some plane meals, and arrived at his destination in no time.

The first class was disembarked before the economy class, and the station sister who followed Wang Ping's plane to take pictures of the plane was also in the first class, but deliberately got off the plane a little later.

And the subsequent illegitimate lives, logically speaking, should not collide with each other.

however.

I don't know if he got off the plane at a slow speed or something, Wang Ping didn't take a few steps before he heard the voices of those girls whispering behind him.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo looked at Wang Ping's face and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing..." Although Wang Ping said that, his anxious eyes turned back to those girls, revealing his "what".

Ji Zuo also turned his head, and frowned slightly when he saw those girls.

"Zone?" Ji Zuo knew a little bit about the ranking.

"It's not Zhanzi, it's... an illegitimate student." Wang Ping explained.

Oh.

Although Turnon's illegitimate children are rare, but this kind of thing is sneaky and repeatedly banned. Wang Ping is the top class, there are a few of them.

For such a person, it is useless to lose your temper.

Ji walked back and glanced at the girls indifferently, then looked at the airport sign above his head, and said to Wang Ping, "Brother Wang Ping, I want to go to the bathroom."

"...Huh?" Wang Ping stopped in his tracks.

"Come with me." Ji Zuo didn't change his expression, "I'm afraid."

Wang Ping: "..."

Such a big actor, afraid of going to the toilet at the airport alone?

The annoyance of the illegitimate child just now disappeared in an instant. Wang Ping became interested and said happily, "Oh, my junior is really a kid. Please do me, senior will accompany you."

As Wang Ping spoke, he raised his head vigorously and rubbed the back of Ji Zou's head: "Snoring, don't be scared."

Ji Zou: "..."

Let Wang Ping touch him, and let him and Wang Ping walk into the toilet, the girls behind him exclaimed in small voices, Ji Zuo moved so fast that he didn't have a chance to take pictures of them.

As soon as the two of them walked into the toilet, Wang Ping was about to let Ji go to the toilet when he pushed him into a cubicle with one hand.

Wang Ping walked into the cubicle unexpectedly, and before he could stand still, he saw Ji Zuo squeezed in.

Ji Zuo pressed the toilet door latch with his backhand, and with a crisp click, the toilet door locked.

"Ji... Ji go?"

The airport toilet is extremely narrow, two people are almost close to each other, and the air they breathe can feel each other.

Ji Zou raised his eyes, and there was a look in Wang Ping's eyes that he couldn't understand.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo said coldly, "Take off your clothes."

"...?!"

it's here? ? ?What are you doing undressing? ? ?than size? ? ?Not suitable? ? ?

"Student, that..."

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo raised his mobile phone and ran it in front of Wang Ping. On it was the chat record with Wang Ping's assistant. The letter was sent just 1 minute ago, "I have already sent a message to your assistant. They will come over later, after we exchange clothes, I will walk among your assistants."

"Illegal students don't get so close, they might not recognize me." Ji Zuo said, "You go back to the base to rest first, and I'll take them around, get rid of them, and then go back to the base."

Wang Ping: "..."

Ji Zuo's scorching breath hit Wang Ping's face, Wang Ping seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand, staring at Ji Zuo blankly.

Ji Zuo seemed to realize the extremely close distance between the two of them, and then realized that he and Wang Ping were squeezed into this small space and couldn't use it at all.

Ji walked back, opened the door latch, and smiled.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang Ping, I'm a little anxious." Ji Zuo said with a smile, "I'll go to the next door to change, and I'll pass the clothes to you from above after a while."

Ji walked back while talking, and after exiting the door, he even thoughtfully closed the door.

Wang Ping's legs felt a little soft, and he sat on the toilet seat that had just been disinfected.

Just now... Ji Zuo's face...is it a little big....

Ji walked into the next cubicle, and was satisfied to hear Wang Ping's "sit down" sound, and smiled slightly——

said.

Take it back slowly.

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It took less than 3 minutes for the two of them to exchange clothes. Ji Zuo gave Wang Ping a mask, and when he went out, he was sandwiched between the assistants.

Several station sisters saw that he was not Wang Ping, but they still helped out, surrounded by the fake Wang Ping all the way out.

After 5 minutes, Ji walked outside to get in the car, and then sent a WeChat message to Wang Ping, saying that Tang Jialin had arrived at the door, and that he and Tang Jialin could go out together.

Holding the phone, Wang Ping stood in the bathroom for another minute before going out.

Ji Zuo's body temperature has always been relatively high. When this shirt was handed over to him, there was still Ji Zuo's temperature and... Ji Zuo's smell.

Normally, Turnon often changed clothes, and Wang Ping never felt any changes in temperature and smell, but today, these changes made him a little upset.

I really don't know what's wrong with me.

Wang Ping walked out of the bathroom, looked at Tang Jialin who was coming, and became even more upset.

This annoyance reached its peak when Huot sent him a WeChat message.

It turned out that during the time when Wang Ping and Ji Zuo were flying, their mash-up of the official map of Aurora Airport had rocketed onto the hot search list.

Holt looked at these pictures, and the more he looked at them, the more he liked them. He not only downloaded them for collection, but even reposted one of them.

Huot's message was to send screenshots of his WeChat and Twitter to Wang Ping.

Holt: [The mix and match of the two gentlemen is the inclusiveness of the clothes that I hope to show, and the two of you also add a lot to this inclusiveness. 】

Holt: [Looks like next time, I can send you the same suit. 】

Wang Ping: "..."

Ping: [OK, thank you, Mr. Holt. 】

Wang Ping hadn't figured out what was wrong with him. When he got out of the car, he opened the turnon group and screamed a few times inside.

Wang Ping yelled happily, but he didn't realize that he was walking on the street where Wu Guangji was watching him in bewilderment.

"What are you yelling at?" Wu Guangji looked at Wang Ping, "Where's Ji Zou?"

"Oh, Ji Zou..."

Just as Wang Ping was about to explain to the director, he felt his phone vibrate. [Student, new message sent]

Junior: [It’s been thrown away, I’ll be right back, don’t worry. 】

Ji Zou sent a WeChat message with a smile, raised his head, and said to Wang Ping's assistant: "I will call the police on today's matter, don't tell Brother Wang Ping, do you understand?"

Wang Ping was finally relieved when he saw that the illegitimate student was dumped, and finally had time to think about other issues.

"Director, our wire machine..." Can you lend me a practice session.

"Over there." Wu Guangji was looking at a picture of a plant, pointing with his chin, without raising his head, "It's still being debugged, and we can guarantee normal shooting in three days' time."

Normal shooting after three days...

After three days, it will be completely cool.

After Wu Guangji finished speaking, he thought of something again, raised his head, and smiled at Wang Ping: "You are fine, I look forward to your performance."

Wang Ping: "..."

This is really god damn me.

"Hahahaha." Wang Ping was in a mess, but he could only deal with this matter first, "Good director, then I'll go back to the dormitory first."

"Go." Wu Guangji waved his hand.

·

When Wang Ping returned to the room, he only had time to change his clothes, so he sat on the sofa and called Ji Zeyang before he could do anything.

"What is your request..." Ji Zeyang felt that he understood every word, but he still didn't understand what Wang Ping was talking about.

"It's just to find a place with Wia equipment, or if it's really not possible, the kind of bed that can be hung up and bounced will also work."

Ji Zeyang quickly recorded Wang Ping's request, and said professionally, "I'll ask for you."

"it is good."

Wang Ping hung up the phone, but he didn't completely hand over the matter to Ji Zeyang. Instead, he opened the map and started Baidu.

But the reality is not so optimistic.

This place is very close to Wang Ping's former school, and it only takes more than an hour's drive to get there. Wang Ping really can't think of anything similar to a trampoline here before.

Wang Ping searched around, but found nothing, and received a call from Ji Zeyang.

"There was a set of idle Wia equipment in the photography base, but it was rented out yesterday." Ji Zeyang quickly