The actor is always coveting me

When she went downstairs, Shen Ji's earlobe was still hot.

Although he quickly picked up the photo, stuffed it back into the suitcase with a guilty conscience, and explained incoherently that "my teammate put the photo in and he is your loyal fan"...

Fu Zaitong still looked at him strangely.

It’s over.

Shen Ji thought desperately, wouldn't Fu Zaitong think this was a hint?

The little golden retriever drooped its head, and the lights in the corridor were on, clearly reflecting the redness on its neck.

Fu Zaitong was in a good mood with a smile in his eyes.

Just for a while, the night was already heavy, and the courtyard was full of insects, not noisy, but it made the inn more peaceful.

The warm yellow light in the kitchen is scattered from the luxuriant osmanthus branches in front of the door, reflecting a cobblestone path.

Shen Ji buried his head like an ostrich, quickened his pace, and wanted to rush in in two or three steps.

It was a bit cold in the mountains at night, and he was not resistant to heat or cold, so he put on a hooded sweater when he came down, which happened to be caught by Fu Zaitong.

"Let me see," Fu Zaitong hooked Shen Ji's hat with his fingertips, and leaned closer with the corners of his mouth drooping, "Are you so thin-skinned? It's not a capital offense to hide my photos. I'll give you a few more sometime later." Looks good, wait until you cool down before going in."

The breath of men's perfume was clear and soft, blowing towards him, Shen Ji opened his mouth with difficulty: "..."

beg.you.Don't.explain.up.

His cheeks became hotter because of Fu Zaitong's words, Shen Ji gritted his teeth quietly, and when he raised his eyes, he met the camera in front of him.

His expression froze for a moment, and he turned to avoid the camera.

As soon as he turned around, there was another camera.

"..."

Dog than the program group.

The basic funds for the guests are deducted, and the cameras are very generous.

Fu Zaitong looked at his movements happily: "How about hiding from the camera? Come face me, and you won't be afraid of being photographed."

Shen Ji was genuinely curious—this person has been in the entertainment industry for many years, why hasn't he been beaten to death yet?

The two of them stood facing the camera for 2 minutes as if punished, Shen Ji finally managed to cool down, and said dryly: "Senior Fu, let's go in."

There were only two people in the kitchen. Xi Tongwei went to the yard to look for vegetables with a vegetable basket on his shoulders, while Tang Ye looked for recipes with his mobile phone in his hands with a solemn face.

Hearing footsteps, Tang Ye raised his head, saw that Fu Zaitong seemed to be in a good mood, couldn't help but look at Shen Ji more, and said hello: "Chicken, old Fu, you are here."

Fu Zaitong looks approachable on the surface and is good at making jokes, but the arrogance in his bones is not restrained, and he is difficult to get close to. He seems to be looking down when he talks to anyone, and most of the time when he smiles, he doesn't reach his eyes.

After contacting him a few times, it was the first time Tang Ye saw him smiling so happily.

After digging through the refrigerator, Xiang Chuan found a few eggs and a handful of noodles, and said helplessly: "Special offer from the program team."

Xi Tongwei also came back, with a few bright red tomatoes and tender shallots rolling in the vegetable basket: "There are no lights in the yard, so I can't see clearly."

Fu Zaitong, who claimed that his culinary skills "probably won't kill anyone", observed it, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to do big things.

Shen Ji originally wanted to slip away, but remembering the "good performance" promised to Yu Jing, she obediently stayed and gave Fu Zaitong a hand.

This kid is really awkward.

Fu Zaitong pondered in his heart, obviously he wanted to get close to him, but he was easily shy.

Seeing how dizzy he was before, he either had stomach problems or hypoglycemia, in short, he was a delicate creature who couldn't be hungry.

While observing Shen Ji, he found a clean pot and boiled water, and another stove started to heat oil, and beat eggs with one hand.

With a sound of "呲", the smell of fried eggs filled the kitchen.

A group of people gathered around, trying to find work, as if they had seen some miracle in the world, exclaimed: "Brother Fu, your egg-beating movements are really cool."

"It's so fragrant, why the eggs I eat at home are not so fragrant."

"Is this the taste of the original ecology?"

Shen Ji cut the onion, and fell silent for a while: "According to my guess, you are probably hungry."

"..."

Five golden poached eggs were fried in an instant and placed on a washed plate.

Fu Zaitong's movements are neat and skillful, his shirt sleeves are rolled up to his elbows, his exposed forearms are strong, making any dish pleasing to the eye.

Xiang Chuan couldn't help asking: "Brother Fu, do you often cook?"

"Not often," Fu Zaitong groped his pocket habitually with one free hand, as if he wanted to pick up a cigarette, and after a pause, he casually answered, "I have studied for a while for filming."

Xi Tongwei's eyes lit up slightly, and he answered excitedly: "It's "Kitchen Food"! I really like this movie!"

Fu Zaitong bent his lips, turned his eyes to Shen Ji, raised his brows slightly, as if asking "what about you".

Shen Ji doesn't watch movies very much, he only watches movies composed by his favorite singers, when he is suddenly cueed for no reason, he can only answer obediently: "I like it very much, too."

Fu Zaitong was slightly satisfied.

The seasonings in the kitchen are complete. Fu Zaitong made some sauce with old soy sauce and balsamic vinegar, sautéed minced garlic and shallots pulled by Xi Tong, added the sauce and fried, poured half a pot of water.

When the soup boiled, he made a little estimate and threw a handful of noodles into it.

The aroma soon overflowed, and the cameraman, who was waiting for a few people to overturn the car, groaned and decided to have another meal later.

Don't eat too much for dinner, each person's portion is not much, each person holds a bowl of hot stewed noodles, plus a delicious poached egg, they will feel a slight twitching in the stomach, a strong sense of hunger like burning, don't say much, feel bored Eat up.

After a day of hunger, holding a bowl of fragrant noodles, if it weren't for the camera, everyone would want to lick the bowl.

Fu Zaitong cooked the dinner, and the others voluntarily stayed to clean up the kitchen. Xiang Chuan wanted to leave, but was pulled by Tang Ye, so he reluctantly stayed to sweep the floor.

Shen Ji didn't want to go back too early to stay in the same space with Fu Zaitong, so he deliberately slowed down his movements.

With sharp eyes, Tang Ye came over and asked in a low voice, "Chicken, you didn't look very well before, did you feel unwell? You go back first, and I'll wash the dishes for you."

Shen Ji immediately showed unparalleled enthusiasm: "No, thank you Brother Tang, I am in great health."

Just two pots and a few bowls, and then sweeping the floor, it didn't take much effort to get it done.

After sitting on the bus for such a long time in the afternoon, everyone was inevitably a little tired. On the first day, they didn't feel like doing any activities, so they went back to their houses after saying hello.

Shen Ji still didn't really want to go back, so he took a walk around the yard on the pretext of digesting food, thinking of the cameras all over the yard, he suspected that he was too stupid to walk around like this, so he hurried to the only clean place.

The land in the backyard has no vegetables, and the innkeeper probably hasn’t had time to develop it, and there are no lights. There are clumps of roses planted by the outer wooden fence, and the moonlight pours down, dripping on several beautiful single-petal roses. , hazy, very beautiful.

The area near the wall was not touched by the moonlight and was shrouded in darkness.

Shen Ji was thinking about something in his heart, he groped forward while leaning on the wall, his eyes lingered on the clusters of flowers, he suddenly stumbled under his feet, and the touch in his hands changed from a cold and hard wall to a gentle and solid human body.

The smell of cigarettes passed through the nose.

Before he could react, someone stopped him at the waist and stabilized his figure.

The magnetic and deep voice rang in my ears, as warm and mellow as old wine: "Hands and feet."

Shen Ji almost exploded, his back stretched into a bowstring, and he quickly stepped back a few steps to stand up, only then did he notice Fu Zaitong.

The light is blurry and not very clear.He was wearing a thin V-neck shirt, leaning against the wall, his jaw line was cold and sharp, only his eyes were bright and deep, and he looked condescending, biting a cigarette.

I have to admit that Fu Zaitong has acted very masculine in the few times I have been in contact with him since we met.

It's well hidden.

Shen Ji thought about it in his heart, and said hello: "Senior Fu, you didn't go back to the house."

Fu Zaitong's eyes fell on his lips, he listened carefully to his voice, after a moment of silence, he took the cigarette away: "I'm waiting for you."

Shen Ji: "..." I was a little flustered.

"I haven't apologized to you in person about the sticky note," Fu Zaitong said leisurely, with a calm attitude, without the slightest impatience to bow his head to Xiao Transparent, "I'm sorry."

Gradually at night, the leaves were rustling and spread from outside the courtyard.

Shen Ji maintained his usual obedient smile, and took two steps back: "It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding, and I also want to thank you for bringing me to the variety show."

Seeing that Fu Zaitong still had half a cigarette between his fingers, he tried to go back to the room first: "It's getting late, Senior Fu, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go back first..."

Before he finished speaking, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The body temperature attached to the skin is very hot.

Fu Zaitong flicked the cigarette ash with one hand, his eyes were sharp: "Afraid of me?"

Shen Ji's senses were almost all concentrated on his wrist, his fingers curled up nervously, he hesitated for a moment, and nodded.

Then he saw Fu Zaitong smiling.

This man has a great smile, can soften overly aggressive facial features, and is extra attractive: "Don't be afraid, I'm easy to talk to."

The easy-talking Fu Yingdi spoke unhurriedly, but the hand around Shen Ji's wrist was as firm as iron, and he had no intention of letting him go: "I heard that you are a backup dancer in the troupe?"

Shen Ji didn't understand what he wanted to do, so he nodded again.

"Don't you sing?"

Shen Ji's face remained unchanged: "I am tone deaf."

Fu Zaitong hooked his lips: "Really."

Little liar.

It is clearly written in the documents submitted by Zhou Jixiang that Shen Ji signed Orange Blossom because he was a resident singer in a bar and was discovered by an Orange Blossom scout.

He let go of his hand, indicating that Shen Ji could go.

Looking at the tall and thin back of the young man leaving in a hurry, Fu Zaitong squinted his eyes halfway, and in the smog, he seemed to see the figure that disappeared at the entrance of the theater five years ago again.

Five years is enough to smooth out many things.

But he has been looking for such a clear singing voice full of penetrating power and vitality for many years.

is it him?

Fu Zaitong rarely hesitated.

Over the years, he has also encountered people with similar voices, but after contacting them, he found that they were neither.

OLIVINE has never been on a regular stage, and Shen Ji didn't sing in the debut MV, so I can't refer to it.

If Shen Ji sings a song in front of him, he will be sure.

After thinking about it, Fu Zaitong crushed out the remaining half of the cigarette, and walked out while touching his phone.

The chat history on the screen shows 10 minutes ago.

-Chen Xingbai: Did you see someone?Is it your white moonlight?

-Chen Xingbai: You tricked him, won't he be angry when he sees you?

Fu Zaitong hadn't refuted the sentence "white moonlight", but when he saw the following sentence, he sneered and typed: How is it possible.

Without waiting for the message from the other party, he continued typing: When he saw me, he blushed nervously.

"The other party is typing" scrolls for a while, and a reply pops up.

-Chen Xingbai: It may be that you have seen through the essence of your human face and animal heart

-Fu Zaitong: Get lost

There is still his photo hidden in Shen Ji's suitcase.

When he saw him talking, he stuttered, nervous and blushed.

There are indications that——

-Fu Zaitong: There is no doubt that this kid admires me

The author has something to say: Chen Xingbai: Ask a lot of money for a pair of eyes that have never seen this sentence

Because the title of "The Movie King Conspires against Me" is not harmonious enough, so I changed it a bit, it's okay~