Pet hot search [Entertainment circle]

Eating pork knuckle rice was only the first trip for Wang Ping and Ji. After eating, the two of them opened their umbrellas and wandered casually in the street.

Because this street is next to the school, in addition to the basic small restaurants and small noodle shops, there are also many snack bars or small stationery shops for student business.

Wang Ping and Ji Zuo bought a bunch of fried skewers and ate them, and went in to shop whenever they came across, and finally came to a stationery store.

The stationery store outside the school is huge, and it has almost everything in it, from Japanese Baile to China's Chenguang, and inside there is a star and two-dimensional area, and there is a whole row of meal card stickers.

Wang Ping took the Confucian temple prayer commonly used in middle school examinations and threw it to Ji Zou, then ran to the meal card stickers and rummaged around, and within two pages, he saw a good thing.

"Hahahaha." Wang Ping pulled out one of the small meal card stickers and held it up for Ji Zou to see, "Look, who is this?"

Ji Zou looked at the fan card sticker, then shook his head with a smile - the fan card sticker is himself, a screenshot of the first movie, I don’t know what Meitu Xiuxiu filter was added, making his lips red and teeth white, like a dummy .

"It's pretty pretty." Wang Ping threw the sticker to Ji Zou, "I'll buy it for you!"

Of course, Wang Ping couldn't do it by just buying a sticker as a gift.

Wang Ping rummaged through a pile of card stickers, found three or four meal card stickers, and stretched his paws to the postcard area.

The postcards are also unauthorized, 15 yuan a box, and you can see who it is on the cover.

Wang Ping threw away a box of their turnon's postcards, took out the postcards of Ji Zou inside, and stuffed them into Ji Zou's arms.

The meal card stickers and postcards were found so smoothly, and Wang Ping couldn't help but look for other shelves. In this way, it was really rewarding.

"Look at this!" Wang Ping came over with three pens in his hand, and turned the barrel of the pen to show Ji Zou, "It's all about you."

"And this!" After a while, Wang Ping came over with a few file bags, on which Ji Zuo in a suit looked cold and noble.

Wang Ping wandered around, and finally even saw Ji Zou's body pillow.

Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou, then at the pillow, and then at Ji Zou.

"Brother Wang Ping." Ji Zuo sighed, "You can buy it if you want."

Wang Ping thought about it, and felt that it would be strange for Ji Zou to put his own body pillow on the bed at night. In the end, he decided not to buy it, and replaced it with an ordinary-sized actor's head pillow, and threw it to Ji Zou.

Ji Yingdi held the umbrella pocket in one hand, and Wang Ping's unfinished fried skewers in the other. There was a lot of messy things in his arms, and he had no image, and he wanted to continue wandering around with Wang Ping.

Wang Ping collected all the pirated products of Ji Zou, walked to the corner, and was just about to leave the shop when he saw a claw machine.

There are all kinds of low-quality dolls wholesaled from unknown sources in the claw machine.

Wang Ping pressed the handle of the claw machine, looked back at Ji Zou expectantly, his eyes sparkled, and wrote two large characters: "I want to play."

"There are coins in the pants." Ji Zou's hands were full, he straightened his hips, and motioned for Wang Ping to take it himself.

Wang Ping took out a coin from Ji Zou's trousers pocket, walked around the plastic case of the claw machine, and then turned back to ask Ji Zou: "Which one do you like?"

I like this one out of the claw machine.

Although Ji Zuo thought so, he didn't intend to be perfunctory to Wang Ping. He leaned over, carefully looked at the dolls inside, and pointed to a brown red panda with his chin.

"That." Ji Zou said, "That little panda."

"Okay." Holding a lot of coins in his hand, Wang Ping pushed up the sleeves of his down jacket, exposing his slender arms, "Look, the senior will catch it and give it to you."

After Wang Ping finished speaking, he confidently slapped two coins into the machine. In an instant, the machine's claws moved, and the audio and LED light strings were turned on simultaneously.

In the cheerful music, the claw machine counts down to 30 seconds.

Wang Ping held his breath, carefully grasped the joystick, slowly pushed the joystick over the little panda, and then swiveled to the left side of the claw machine, making sure that the paw was aimed at the little panda, and then pressed the paw with a "snap".

The paws slowly lowered and opened slowly, grasping the little panda accurately and hoisting it up.

"See!" Wang Ping turned around and said to Ji Zou, "I'm good at catching dolls——"

The moment Wang Ping uttered the word "Le" at the end, the claws of the claw machine that had risen to the highest level shook, and the little panda, which was still firmly grasped just now, was released by its claws.

The little panda flew straight down, fell into the pile of dolls, and ironically bounced back, falling to the farthest corner.

Wang Ping: "..."

Ji Zuo suppressed his smile.

"This..." Wang Ping explained, "It was just an accident!"

"Well, it was an accident." Ji Zuo said with a smile.

"One more!" Wang Ping's fighting spirit was aroused, and he stuffed the money into the claw machine again, "I will definitely give you the little panda!"

Words, it can not say too full.

In the end, Wang Ping spent all Ji Zou's coins, walked around with the pile of Ji Zou in his arms, and went to the door to pay.

"Otherwise, how about some more coins?" Ji Xun suppressed a smile and comforted Wang Ping.

"No, no duck." Wang Ping took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code, "Boss, how much is it?"

"Are you a fan of this person?" The owner of the stationery store glanced at a lot of Ji Zou's surroundings.

The main reason is that he glanced at Wang Ping's face just now - he was still a boy, even a good-looking boy.

Are boys chasing stars so crazy these days? ? ?

"I am." Wang Ping said nonsense, "Boss, do you know? He is a very good actor, and he is also a very good person. I admire him very much, so in the future he has works, you should support him more."

"All right, all right, I will support him more, please give me this poster, and I will put his poster on the door right away." The boss took one out of Wang Ping's surroundings.

"That won't work." Wang Ping quickly pressed the poster that the boss took away, "This is what I want, you go to the warehouse to find it yourself."

"Okay, okay, I won't rob you."

The boss smiled and handed the calculator to Wang Ping: "A total of three hundred and seven is wiped off."

"OK."

Wang Ping quickly scanned the QR code to pay the money, took the bag that packed a bunch of Ji Zou's goods from the boss, turned around, picked it up, and stuffed it into Ji Zou's arms.

"It's all given to you." Wang Ping said happily, "You don't need to thank me!"

Ji Zuo looked down at the pile of surroundings, and was about to say something when Wang Ping suddenly turned his head and walked quickly outside the stationery store.

I don't know when, the rain has stopped.

Just opposite the stationery store is the school gate with lights on.

The security guard was sitting in the pavilion, looking at his mobile phone, yawning and drowsy.

"Hey, this is my school." Wang Ping tugged at Ji's sleeve, "That's right! Do you want to go into the school?"

"I know a place." Wang Ping pulled Ji away, "Follow me."

·

The place Wang Ping mentioned was located on the west side of the school, and the bushes were low. I don’t know when, the glass shards on the wall to prevent people from falling in were pulled out one by one by a certain group of students.

It is advisable to skip class, not to do business, and to go to the streets to make trouble.

Wang Ping led Ji all the way to the wall, touched it on tiptoes, and confirmed that this geomantic treasure had not been discovered by the school. He flipped up neatly.

"Come on, junior, I'll pull you." Wang Ping turned his head and handed Ji Zuo his hand—his junior was a good student at first glance, and he probably never did such a thing as climbing over a wall.

Ji Zou glanced at Wang Ping, handed over the "gift" bag in his hand, and stuffed it into Wang Ping's hand.

Then Ji Zuo hooked the wall next to Wang Ping's feet with one hand, easily pulled it up, and turned over to the top of the wall.

Ji Zou's movements were very chic, and he knelt on one knee after climbing up the wall, looking amazingly handsome.

Wang Ping hung the paper bag on his arm and applauded him: "Student, you are so handsome."

Ji Zuo jumped down with a smile, reached out to take the bag in Wang Ping's hand, and watched Wang Ping also flip down and land on the grass gracefully.

This is the grove of the school. After a rain in winter, the insects seem to come out without fear of the cold, and their chirping sounds are light.

The breeze blows, and the fragrance of green grass and leaves is everywhere.

Ji Zou took Wang Ping and him to the main road of the campus. Looking at the brightly lit teaching buildings in the distance, it felt as if time went back suddenly, and both he and Wang Ping had become high school students.

This was after a meal before a night of self-study, and nothing bad happened. The biggest worry in their hearts was the report card and what to eat for supper.

"We seem to have really become seniors and juniors." Wang Ping looked left and right to see the scenery, and couldn't help but said to Ji Zuo, "Isn't it like the kind of bad seniors who skipped class and came out to play to lead bad juniors?"

Ji Zuo's mouth was bitter, but he felt very happy from the bottom of his heart: "Like."

"But we are seniors and juniors?" Wang Ping suddenly remembered, and said to Ji Zuo with a smile, "When it's time to return to the Chinese opera, we can also visit the campus together and eat the black pepper chicken drumstick rice in the cafeteria... ..."

Wang Ping casually whispered into Ji Zuo's ear, suddenly, Wang Ping's eyes lit up, and he ran forward.

Wang Ping ran to the side of the playground, picked up a basketball that someone had forgotten on the playground, and held it up to show Ji Zhou in the distance.

"Ji Zou!" Wang Ping laughed, "It's basketball!"

In high school, Wang Ping liked playing basketball the most. When he was in Turnon, he often made appointments with his teammates to play basketball. It's been a long time since he joined the film crew.

Wang Ping slapped the basketball on the ground twice, then jumped across and threw a parabola, the basketball hit the backboard with a "boom", and then it was thrown into the basket accurately.

Three point shot!

The basketball rolled back to Wang Ping's feet. Wang Ping picked it up, patted it twice, and threw it to Ji Zao.

"Ji came over to play, 1V1!"

Ji Zou intercepted the ball from the air, and just as he was about to pass, he heard a sharp whistle from the side of the playground, followed by heavy footsteps.

"Who!" A loud voice came, "I can't play basketball in the evening self-study! Do you really think I'm dead??"

"I lost it! It's a bald man!" Wang Ping looked at the person rushing over, his face paled in shock, "After all these years, is he still the dean???"

Wang Ping was often scolded by the bald man before, and he has long been very experienced. He rushed to Ji Zou's side, snatched the basketball between them, and grabbed Ji Zou's wrist.

Wang Ping dragged Ji Zuo and ran wildly: "Run! Don't be caught by him!"

"Stop! What are you running for???" The moral education director shouted out of breath, "Do you think you can escape? Which class?? Stop!"

Anyone who cares about him is a fool.

Wang Ping dragged Ji Zou all the way, threw the basketball over the fence, first pushed Ji up, and then climbed up by himself.

Just as Ji Zuo was about to turn around to pick him up, he saw Wang Ping had already jumped off the fence. He bent one knee when he landed, which relieved part of the impact and made him look handsome.

"Let's go, let's go - play in another place where there is no dean!"

Wang Ping picked up the basketball on the ground again, grabbed Ji Zuo's wrist again, and dragged him away.

Wang Ping dragged Ji Zou on the street with lights and nobody running, the wind blew up his coat and hair, the coat was opened wide, and Ji Zou saw Wang Ping looking back at him, smiling wantonly and freely.

·

Wang Ping dragged Ji around, and finally pulled him to a basketball court in a community—it was said to be a basketball court, but it was actually a concrete floor, with random horizontal lines and a basketball hoop erected. .

Specifications, size, certainly not up to standard.

But Wang Ping was very satisfied, he patted the basketball on the ground, picked it up, and said to Ji Zou with a smile: "It's no problem here, we can play as much as we want - the basketball is borrowed, we throw it back before going back. "

Ji Zuo put down his things and nodded: "Okay."

"Then we don't set any rules, just play casually." Wang Ping smashed the basketball to the ground, and when he caught the ball again, his eyes were serious, "Three, two, one—I'm on it!"

Wang Ping almost condensed all his energy to play basketball with Ji Zuo - after all, Ji Zuo is the best actor, so he probably plays basketball at the level of the best actor.

however……

When Wang Ping patted the ball and bypassed the film king standing like a pine tree with very fancy fake moves, he still couldn't help being a little dazed.

"Hey..." Wang Ping stopped with the basketball in his arms, and looked at Ji Zou, "What are you standing... why? Let the sea go? Don't let me do this."

"I..." Ji Zuo couldn't argue with his words, he was silent for a long time, and finally he gritted his teeth and told the truth, "I don't know how to play basketball."

"...No?" Wang Ping was a little surprised.

Yes, Ji Zuo can't play basketball.

Before Ji Zuo met Wang Ping at the age of 14, he was short and had no friends. Of course, no one would invite him to play basketball with him.

Later, Ji Zuo grew taller, but he was too busy studying, filming, and making money, so he didn't find time to play basketball.

Although, very occasionally, Ji Zou would wish that he could go to the playground to play basketball like everyone else, but after all, it was just basketball, and the person who played with him was not Wang Ping, and there were more important things to do, so this matter was not important up.

but……

Now that Wang Ping was right in front of him, it would not be such a simple matter to expose Wang Ping.

Ji Zuo was a little embarrassed.

Wang Ping looked at Ji Zuo standing there, and suddenly realized: "It's all my fault, I forgot that you won the best actor award at the age of 16-it's normal to have no time to play basketball."

Wang Ping patted the basketball and walked towards Ji Zou. He was a little hot from exercising just now, and he rushed towards Ji Zou from the heat.

Wang Ping stuffed the basketball into Ji Zuo's hand and asked him to hold it.

"Don't worry, I, Wang Ping, are known as China's Cardinal. I teach you in 5 minutes, and you can go to the NBA in 10 minutes."

Wang Ping ran the train with his mouth full, walked around behind Ji Zuo, passed his hand from his side, and hugged Ji Zuo from behind.

Ji Zuo froze for a moment.

Wang Ping frowned, feeling a little wrong.

Eh?what's the situation?

He used to see that those men taught their younger sisters like this, but from this angle...

Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou's neck in front of him, and when he stretched out his hand, he could only hook Ji Zou's wrist. It's not a posture that can teach basketball from behind at all, is it?

"Brother Wang Ping, what are you doing..."

"Wait!" Wang Ping pinched his fingers and thought about it, and found something wrong.

The younger sisters are smaller than those who teach them basketball, so they can be hugged from behind, but Ji Zuo is so big, it is definitely not realistic to do so.

But other teachings...

Wang Ping knows how to play basketball without a teacher, and none of his friends have taught men. Wang Ping doesn't know any other methods besides this personal teaching method.

Wang Ping thought about it with his fingers, and finally decided to change his mind.

Wang Ping went around to Ji Zou, leaned into his arms, raised his hand, and put the back of his hand in Ji Zou's palm.

"Student, you put your hand on mine, you can't let it go if you hold it tightly."

Wang Ping decided to sacrifice himself and play the role of younger sister for the time being—anyway, it was just to teach Ji Zou how to play basketball.

When Ji Zou heard Wang Ping's words, his pupils shrank slightly, and he grasped the back of his hand tightly.

"Come on." Wang Ping felt Ji Zuo's strength and bent down, "It's started, and your feet must follow me."

Wang Ping led Ji forward, dribbled, walked, laid up, and shot forward.

The two people, Wia, hanged together many times, and the body and body cooperated very well. Even if they were close to each other without discussing, they were as smooth as one person.

Wang Ping took Ji Zuo to experience several ways to play, and then let him go.

"Do you understand?" Coach Wang stepped aside, "It's quite simple, try it yourself now."

Wang Ping taught him seriously, Ji Zuo respected his seriousness, didn't talk nonsense, took the ball, recalled Wang Ping's actions just now, dribbled, walked, and laid up in a similar manner.

The basketball goes right through the hoop.

Wang Ping's eyes lit up, and instead of talking nonsense with Ji Zuo, he flew under the basket and snatched the ball away; Ji Zuo would not let him, so he also flew in front of him and snatched the basketball from him.

Ji Zuo learns everything very quickly, and with such a simple teaching, he can fight Wang Ping inextricably.

The two played heartily for an hour. Wang Ping finally beat Ji Zuo by a narrow margin. He couldn't hit anymore, and ran to the side of the bench and sat down panting.

Wang Ping supported the bench with both hands, his legs were spread apart, and he gasped for breath.

"Student..." Wang Ping panted, "Are you sure you haven't learned it before???"

Ji Zou bought hot mineral water from the vending machine next to him, unscrewed the cap, and handed it to Wang Ping: "No really, it's because the coach taught it well."

Ji Zuo smiled sincerely: "In 10 minutes, I can break into the NBA bravely, can't I?"

That is indeed.

Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou and nodded: "Indeed, it's a pity that we have already joined the film and television industry, otherwise we will play basketball together, and tomorrow the CBA will beat the NBA."

As Wang Ping said, he took Ji Zou's water and found it was hot when he squeezed it into his hand. Wang Ping looked at Ji Zou sadly, and finally gulped it down.

Wang Ping drank half a bottle of water in one breath, exhaled, looked into the distance, and said with a smile: "But, you really play basketball very well."

Ji Zuo looked down at Wang Ping.

Wang Ping also raised his head, looked at Ji Zou with a smile, and his eyes were shining brightly, as if the stars of the whole universe were contained in them.

Wang Ping: "Next time, let's play basketball again."

·

Wang Ping rested for a while, drank the water, went back to school and threw the basketball in, and went back to the stationery store to buy two pen refills.

Wang Ping's assistant drove them back to the hotel, and the two parted at the door as usual.

"Ji Zou."

Just as Ji Zuo was about to open the door, he heard Wang Ping calling him from behind.

Ji Zuo turned around, and kissed Ji Zuo's face with the mouth of a brown, furry thing.

Wang Ping took the little panda and put it on Ji Zou's face, then took it away and shook it beside his face.

"Give this to you." Wang Ping asked, "Be happy!"