[Quick Transmigration] Waking up every day tearing apart Xipi

At the beginning of spring, the man lying on the rocking chair on the balcony narrowed his eyes, and pulled up the flaxen towel around his neck to block the wet and cold air blown by the wind.He just had a quarrel with the people in the room, and there may be another cold war in the next period of time, and he is not in the mood to face other people's bad faces.

We have lived together for only three or four months, and there have been several such cold wars.He probably really has a disagreement with that person, and both of them look down on each other.It's just that he has been given the title of "Little Heavenly King" by fanatical fans recently when he is very popular, and he is arrogant and instructing others all day long. He is like a prince with a mental age of only eight years old.The man lowered his eyes, looked at the report on his ambiguous relationship with that person in the magazine in his hand for a while, and couldn't help laughing softly in his heart.

Why did he flirt with that person?Judging from just two photos that they are lovers?

"The meal is ready, do you want to eat?" Xiang Yicheng didn't want to talk to Xia Qingming who was angry with him all day, but after all, he was renting someone else's house, so he made a meal for Xia Qingming by the way.

Xia Qingming lazily pushed open the glass door, glanced casually at the food on the table, sat on the sofa, raised his eyes and said to Little Heavenly King, "Didn't I say that I don't like cabbage and eggplant?"

"Do you like doing my shit?" Xiang Yicheng said hehe.

That's what Xia Qingming said, and he took a mouthful reluctantly, but within two seconds he found a trash can and spat it out, "Xiang Yicheng, let me ask you, how much salt did you put in the dishes this time? Didn’t you say that a little cooking is enough?”

"That's right, I only put three spoonfuls." Xiang Yicheng also picked up a chopstick of cabbage and put it into his mouth, then swallowed it with a painful expression, "It's so ugly... I've never cooked before, if it wasn't for you You only know how to make those few dishes, so I don’t need to do it? Can’t you buy this cookbook and come back to read it?”

"Oh, why should I learn?" Xia Qingming dug out the last two instant hams in the snack cabinet, not wanting to touch Yicheng's fried dishes again.

Xia Qingming knows six dishes in total, stir-fried pork with green peppers on Monday, fried beef with green peppers on Tuesday, bought frozen steak from the supermarket on Wednesday, seaweed and egg drop soup on Thursday, scrambled eggs with ham on Friday, stir-fried green peppers on Saturday, and just go out on Sunday to find food Noodle shop to solve.After Xiang Yicheng ate it for two months, he developed an extreme disgust towards green peppers, even when he saw green peppers, he would reflexively feel like vomiting.

In order to retaliate, Xiang Yicheng bought Xia Qingming a week's lunch box with eggplant and cabbage, and the relationship between the two worsened.

The scary thing is that they will live together for another two months. If they don't find someone who can cook here, sooner or later they will get up in the middle of the night and strangle each other to death.

After eating two sticks of ham, Xia Qingming still felt like he hadn't eaten anything, so he had to bite the bullet and mix some minced meat and eggplant that Xiang Yicheng made into the rice. As soon as he took a bite, he felt his taste buds received a huge shock.

Not only was the eggplant not yet cooked, but the meat was not yet cooked, but the faint smell of blood did not leave much impression on Xia Qingming's tongue, because the unmelted salt had already brought him a breakthrough that made people cry The saltiness of Skyrim.Xia Qingming had already eaten Xiang Yicheng's dishes several times, but each time he refreshed the ranking of the most unpalatable dishes in his mind.

After Xia Qingming finally tasted the indescribable taste in his mouth, he smiled and said to Xiang Yicheng:

"Why don't you explode on the spot?"

In the end, the two dishes were all dumped into the trash can. Both Xia Qingming and Xiang Yicheng were slumped on the sofa watching TV with blank eyes, and they didn't even have the strength to call for takeaway.

Xiang Yicheng changed a few channels, and just happened to switch to a summer channel with a swimsuit catwalk.

I still don't understand why this kind of summer activity is held in the beginning of spring...

Watching this kind of show showing breasts and breasts when he was hungry, the only things Xiang Yicheng could think of were roasted chicken legs and Dongpo knuckles.Is it his fault that the rice is stuffed with raw food?Is it his fault to put too much salt?He was originally here for vacation, didn't he come to cook, okay, and he has no interest in learning how to cook.

Xia Qingming, who was sitting by the side, stared blankly at the TV screen, and didn't withdraw his thoughts until almost the end of the show, and said to Xiang Yicheng thoughtfully: "The one who played just now has a very good at doing things. Fan's face."

"Which one?" Xiang Yicheng looked up and found that what Xia Qingming was talking about was a male model with five-haired abs and dyed white hair. After a closer look, he looked a little familiar, "Such a bad shape can cook? "

"I feel like this. Do you know the organizer of this show? I can help you make an appointment." Xia Qingming said.

"The relationship is not good." Xiang Yicheng glanced at the name of the hosting company in the lower right corner, and refused without thinking.

"You can't handle simple interpersonal relationships. I don't know how you've survived until now." Shaking his head, Xia Qingming picked up his phone and dialed a number, "It just so happens that I know you, so I'll come by myself."

"How do you know?" Xiang Yicheng suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Didn't I tell you that I have a younger brother who ran away from home?" Xia Qingming raised his eyes and pouted at the judge in the middle, and said, "That's the one."

The show was recorded and aired, and Xia Ziye was resting when Xia Qingming called, so she answered without checking who the number was.

Xia Qingming thought about the tone he should have when calling his brother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and said, "Cotyledon, long time no see."

"...Why are you calling me?" Xia Ziye took a long time to realize that the person who called was her brother whom she hadn't seen in a few years. She felt a little happy that the other party was here to apologize, and she pretended to be An indifferent attitude that doesn't want to care about the other party.

"Did you have a catwalk show recently? I want the contact information of the white-haired male model."

"...It's rare to call me once, and you just say this kind of thing?"

Director Xia was so disappointed in his brother Xia Qingming that he hung up the phone without saying a word.

Before Xia Qingming was hung up, he still had a smile on his face. After listening to the beeping busy tone for a minute, he leaned back on the sofa with blank eyes.

Life is just too hard.

How could he raise his younger brother like this...

On the wall was Xia Ziye's drawing of his elder brother in kindergarten. Although the painting was so abstract that it was almost impossible to see a human figure, Xia Qingming still kept it until now.Before Xia Ziye ran away from home, she had a big fight with him, and when she passed by the painting, she was reluctant to tear it up, but just wiped off the inscription in the corner, and left a dirty black mark on the lower right corner of the painting.

Xia Qingming felt that his younger brother had been doing well in recent years, so he didn't contact Xia Ziye much, and felt that his relationship with his younger brother was pretty good.

So was what he just asked too much?Not too much at all.

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After Xia Ziye hung up the phone, she was about to drop the phone, thinking about whether she was holding a new limited edition model she just bought, or she silently put the phone back in her trouser pocket.

Shen Mu came out of the dressing room halfway through removing her make-up, her lips were still vermilion, her eye shadow hadn't been wiped clean, she didn't look seductive like a man.He really didn’t come to this show as a man, the show team specially asked him to put on fake breasts and wear a women’s swimsuit to go on stage in order to increase the popularity. He himself didn’t think this arrangement was too much, everyone has their own way of life , he did nothing wrong.

As for those people who yelled every day to let his disgusting sissy get out of the entertainment industry, they yelled as much as they wanted, and it had nothing to do with him.

"If you want to take off fake breasts, go to the dressing room to pick them up. This is my rest room." Xia Ziye was stung by Shen Mu who started to take off his upper body swimsuit as soon as he entered the door, and turned around quickly to avoid the president's needle eye. Shot, "I don't want the first breasts I see in my life to be a man."

"Don't you know it's fake? What can't you see?" Shen Mu took advantage of Xia Ziye's turning around to change his pants, and rolled his eyes.

"Don't beep, I don't want to make news like last time that 'a female dress artist with the surname s is being ruled by a scumbag director'."

"There is a small gift given to me in the dressing room, do you want to see it?" Shen Mu sat on the sofa unceremoniously after changing his clothes, took out the mirror and makeup remover cotton from his carry-on bag, and began to remove makeup. He threw a shiny gadget in front of Xia Ziye.

It's a pinhole camera.

This is not the first time this has happened.Xia Ziye first fell in love with Shen Mu because of Shen Mu's appearance, this kind of appearance is easy to become popular, and it is also easy to attract black people.Shen Mu himself chose the path of recruiting gangsters. Now there are male artists who are willing to wear women's clothing, but professional women's clothing like him is really a rare breed. Those who like him think he is ugly, and those who don't like him are vicious all day long. They scolded him disgustingly perverted women's dress fetish on Weibo.

The situation last time was very dangerous. If it was not handled properly, Shen Mu would be completely pulled down in a few days, and no matter what he did after that, the stain would not be able to be washed away.Xia Ziye tugged at the camera on the table with a gloomy expression.

Since Shen Mu was chosen, he and Shen Mu are like grasshoppers on the same thread.

No matter what, he had to stand by Shen Mu's side.

"I just saw a model backstage, with white hair dyed, who looks a bit like my former friend." Shen Mu said.

"That one was hired to replace him temporarily. He left after the recording of the show. I don't know who he is." Xia Ziye scratched her hair, wondering why two people asked about the model in a short time. It's because he still doesn't have any impression of that model, probably because the other person has a popular face, "You didn't go up to chat with him, did you?"

"No."

"That's good."

Even if Shen Mu really wanted to know if that person was the one he was looking for, he couldn't go up and ask.

He has no freedom to choose his friends.

But it's worth it.

It's all about climbing to the clouds.