People are fascinated and disliked by thousands of people [entertainment circle]

"Here, catch it."

Lin Xianjun opened the door of the house and threw the portable power bank into Han Shuangji's arms.

"Huh?" Han Shuangji raised his face, feeling really confused.

He curled up in the corner alone, his pupils were soft and clean, and he hid his hands in his sleeves to keep warm.

It is simply a homeless stray kitten, sending out a message of 'adoption' to humans.

"What kind of eyes do you have? I can't let you in."

"Oh..." Han Shuangji lowered his head pitifully, with the invisible cat ears on the top of his head limp and drooping, and he was greatly wronged.

Enough!

Lin Xianjun reminded with a blank expression, "The fingerprint lock on your side is the same model as mine, and there is a temporary charging port at the bottom. It will restart after connecting to the power bank for half a minute at most."

"That's it." Han Shuangji stood up slowly, took the power bank and data cable given by Lin Xianjun, and connected to the temporary charging port of the fingerprint lock.

In just three seconds, the display lights up again.

"Thank you..." Han Shuangji turned her face away, just about to thank her neighbors.

'Boom—'

The neighbor on the opposite side slammed the door and refused to say a word with his actions.

"Hiss, he's so fierce." Han Shuangji silently retracted his gaze, touched the sensor with his index finger again, and the smart lock opened instantly.

Han Shuangji pushed open the door of the house, and before going in, looked up at the surveillance camera of the neighbor's house.

"Brother." Han Shuangji shook the things in his hand, and said to the surveillance camera, "Your power bank is still in my hand."

Lin Xianjun angrily cut off the surveillance video.

It's just a power bank, and it's right to save people in need.

The houses in this unit building are all large-scale.

Frost Ji's home is very spacious, with very little furniture, and the living room can even hold a small football match.

There was no occupant in the room for half a year, and the main power supply had already been cut off automatically.There was a layer of dust on the sofa in the shoe cabinet, and the air was cold and clear, mixed with a musty smell of decay.

"Huh." Han Shuangji disliked it, "This kind of ghostly place is eerie, how can normal people live there?"

It belongs to the ruthless person who gets angry and even scolds himself.

Han Shuangji immediately dialed the phone to contact the property management company, and quickly invited the housekeeping company to clean the inside and outside of the room, and replace the bedding and sofa cover with new ones.

Open the bedroom curtains, sunlight floods every corner.The central air conditioner was turned on, and the gloomy room finally felt warm.

Frost Ji changed into home clothes, and lazily climbed onto the bed to play with her mobile phone.

Logging into the Weibo account, I found that there were only 5 more black people insulting me today than the day before yesterday.

As the saying goes, the Internet has no memory, no matter how popular a person or event is, as long as there is no follow-up for a long time, it will be forgotten by the public, no matter whether it is good or bad.

For celebrities, it is not terrible to be black all over the Internet.

Being smeared and rumored just means that someone pays attention to you and has not faded out of the public eye.

Being a star is most afraid of being unknown, and having no sense of existence in your career.No one cares about the work and the person, that is the most failure.

"Let's start a business after a long time." Han Shuangji opened the photo album, selected two pictures of the environment of the hospital ward, and uploaded them to his personal Weibo.

Frost Day: Discharged from the hospital. [Image]×2

He has more than 0 followers on Weibo, and the number of real fans is about zero.More than half of the netizens rushed to the scene as soon as they posted on Weibo, and passionately insulted Han Shuangji.

Another half of the netizens simply like to eat melons and watch the excitement, and learn how to swear more viciously by the way.

Every time Frost Ji posts on Weibo, the painting style must be like this:

[Mr. Han Shuangji, I feel very sad to hear the news of your discharge from the hospital. Why didn't the illness defeat you? 】

[Fuck, it really has been a disaster for thousands of years! 】

[Retire from the circle, retreat from the circle!Dead gay, stay away from my Tuo Tuo, please stop harassing Tuo Tuo! 】

【Which hospital?I'm going to complain about it, why waste my time saving you, the scum of the world? 】

……

Within 10 minutes of posting Weibo, Han Shuangji received hundreds of insulting comments.

The words are extremely vicious, but the actual content is pitiful.Tossing and turning tens of thousands of words is nothing more than cursing him to die suddenly on the spot, and to see the King of Hades as soon as possible.

Han Shuangji vaguely remembered that he seemed to have really seen Hades.

Opening the infinite notes, you can also find the work record of being the king of Hades.

hiss.

Hades is actually myself.

Frost Ji was scolded for his fancy style, but his mood remained relaxed and happy.

He even wanted to post a second Weibo, so that Heizi could continue playing in another place.

Scrolling down the album list, Han Shuangji found the photos Su Xing took that day.

After careful selection for a long time, I finally decided to post a photo of him wearing a hospital gown, standing in front of a separate window, with only his jawline exposed.

Frost Ji: I forgot to post a selfie just now, here's another one. [picture]

[Ugly is farther than a sissy, who the hell wants to see your selfie? ? ? 】

【waste!You also know that you can only see your face, and you have to take a selfie when you live in a hospital]

【You are going to die tonight, so keep it as your posthumous photo! 】

[Uh, am I the only one who wants to ask why you don’t show your face in selfies? 】

[Sister upstairs, you are not alone!Actually, I want to ask too, but I dare not say it. 】

[weak +1]

【Want to see the face photo +2】

[Although this selfie is very good, but I want to see the face +3]

……

There are more and more likes and reports for the comments of 'asking to show your face'.

Netizens who originally came here to insult Han Shuangji and watch the fun, couldn't help but poke their small hands to enlarge the selfie and re-examine the pictures on Weibo.

The white ward first creates a pure and desolate atmosphere.Seeing the hospital gown on Han Shuangji, everyone instantly thought of 'sickness' and 'cold and fragile'.

The blue and white patient uniform is too large in size, making the beauty look even more slender and thin.There are only three buttons fastened, and the neckline is slightly opened to the sides, revealing large patches of porcelain-white skin, and the whole person is sick in the wind and snow.

The original camera does not have a filter, so you can clearly see the red marks left by the treatment.Under the collarbone, there are traces of the induction patch. The color is slightly darker, and it is so red that it is about to bleed. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a hickey after passion.

The lines of his neck are smooth and beautiful, and his delicate Adam's apple is slightly protruding.The color of the blood vessels under the thin skin is obvious, making people want to smash the screen and rush over, press his neck and bite hard.

further up...

There is no more.

Seeing this soft body, netizens can almost imagine how soft his waist is and how charming his face is.

However, in the photos posted by Frost Ji, neither the waist nor the face can be seen.

That person hooked out everyone's hidden thoughts, causing them to imagine and itch.

When the madness wanted to ask for more, the sweetness of the beauty reward came to an abrupt end.

Countless netizens made him hang up and down, silently saving selfies, and then quickly searched for Han Shuangji's previous photos for contemporary meals.

But when I found the photos, I always felt that something was wrong.

It seems that the hair should not be so short, and the complexion is not so dark.Especially temperament, too restrained, dull as water.

Then the question comes-

What should Frost Ji look like?

No matter how strongly Ren Netizens demanded, Han Shuangji never planned to take a selfie with a straight face.

He moved his fingers and happily replied to the comment:

【Excuse me.I've been sick for too long, out of shape, and it doesn't look good in pictures. 】

Netizens who were interested in sex, saw this comment, and finally realized that he was a patient who had just recovered from a serious illness and had just recovered his life from the gate of hell.

The people who eat melon passers-by have a little bit of compassion, and advise the extreme sunspots to stop cursing a few words and accumulate good deeds for themselves.

Frost Ji finally had enough of making trouble, lying on the bed and flipping through the audition script of "The Son of Heaven".

The little emperor of the Ryukyu Kingdom was set to be a good-for-nothing beauty in the early stage, but in the later stage, he revealed his true nature and turned into a villain, almost causing the hero to fall short.

In order to interpret this role well, in addition to the superficial waste, it is necessary to show the city and calculations in the later period.

The industry has a unified evaluation of Frost Ji: wasting that pretty face for nothing.

His acting skills are particularly bad, almost no acting skills.Moreover, his qualifications are dull, and he is destined not to be a qualified actor in this life.

In the past, Frost Ji had a low self-esteem, and he was submissive to everything around him.

Only in terms of acting, he always refused to accept his fate.Even if the effort is useless, it will continue to work in vain and desperately.

After entering the fast travel world, every time a task is completed, the skills and experience learned in this world must be recorded.

In fact, what he cares about is not the skills and experience itself, but the experience to interpret the role from them.

Going back and forth for thousands of years, even if Frost Ji doesn't have acting skills, the accumulated survival experience is enough.

Throughout the afternoon, he compared the part about the emperor with infinite notes, concentrated on pondering the audition script, and seriously figured out the role of the emperor of the Ryukyu country, almost forgetting the passage of time.

When I came back to my senses, the sun outside the window was fading to the west, and it was already evening.

Frost Ji's current body is very healthy and can be immune to various physical and chemical attacks, but all senses and perceptions in the body are normal.

He slowly turned over and sat up, rubbing his lower abdomen.

I'm a little hungry.

The refrigerator is full of meat, eggs and vegetables prepared by the housekeeper, but there are no suitable cooking utensils.

Frost Ji didn't have the talent to cook at first, and relied entirely on takeaway for survival.After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets for a long time, I found some casseroles left over from the previous claypot rice.

The quality of the casserole delivered by the takeaway was quite good. Frost Ji knocked on the bottom of the pot and decided decisively, "Let's just make a claypot rice."

Claypot rice is easy to make, but the difficulty lies in mastering the heat.After all, the rice crust at the bottom of the pot is the soul of claypot rice.

Frost Ji has infinite notes in hand, but she doesn't have the confidence to succeed once.

If he fails, he is not willing to wrong himself to eat defective products.

How to do it?

Han Shuangji pondered for a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered the big bag of junk food brought home by Xianjun's younger brother next door.

"It's so pitiful." Han Shuangji rolled up his sleeves, scoured an extra half bowl of rice, and muttered silently, "I decided to let you test the poison for me."

'Ding dong ding dong ding dong——'

At night, after Lin Xianjun took a shower, he casually put on a loose bathrobe.As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, he heard the annoying doorbell.

He turned on the surveillance video outside the door, and a beautiful face that caused cardiac arrest appeared on the screen.

The other party seemed to be in trouble, with an impatient look on his face, and his thin white fingers pressed the doorbell at a fast pace with tenacity.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Xianjun opened the door and looked down at him.

In order to free up his hand to ring the doorbell, Frost Ji could only hold the bottom of the dinner plate with one hand.

The casserole on the dinner plate exudes a strong aroma of rice and bacon, and the heat hits head-on, arousing Lin Xianjun's appetite.

He swallowed calmly.

Han Shuangji raised his eyelids, and looked at him kindly with wet eyes, "I'll return your power bank."

As he said that, he changed the angle of the tray and motioned Lin Xianjun to look at the power bank behind him.

"Oh." Lin Xianjun reached out and picked up the power bank.

The two continued to look at each other, neither of them intending to leave first.

"Is there anything else?" Lin Xianjun asked.

Han Shuangji blinked her charming eyes, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." After Lin Xianjun responded, he thought the conversation could be over.

He should close the door now and draw a line between neighbors.

but……

Lin Xianjun sniffed the overflowing aroma, and suddenly felt that he would eat instant noodles later, and his life became sad.

Hold back, order takeaway when he leaves!

Just a bowl of claypot rice.

Lin Xianjun thought quickly, wondering which claypot rice in the city is more fragrant than the bowl in front of him.

Ten seconds later, Lin Xianjun conceded defeat.

No matter how delicious the claypot rice is, it must be cold when it is delivered.

As for the one in front of him, he could even hear the crispy rice crust simmering at the bottom of the casserole, making a small 'sizzle' sound.

Han Shuangji brought it here on purpose, is it to show off today's dinner?

"Hey." Han Shuangji held the tray in both hands, looking very obedient, "Brother Xianjun."

"...What?" Lin Xianjun reluctantly responded.

"Have you had dinner yet?"

Before the question was finished, Lin Xianjun responded quickly, "No."

"Then," Han Shuangji looked at him eagerly, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Lin Xianjun was questioned.

Claypot rice is on his mind now.

But if he answered frankly, it seemed that he was taking the initiative to ask for food from Han Shuangji.

Like a beggar.

The air was silent for another ten seconds.

Han Shuangji lowered her eyelashes, and said in a soft voice, as if coquettish with him, "It's hot, why don't you catch it."

Lin Xianjun's hand was faster than his brain, and he quickly took it.

Han Shuangji's palm turned red, and he frowned delicately, as if he was in pain.

Lin Xianjun complained, "You are a big man, you are afraid of cold and heat."

"Well, so I plan to find a boyfriend who knows the cold and the hot."

"???" Lin Xianjun was completely stunned.

He, he just came out as if nothing had happened.

Is it coming out?

Is coming out so easy?

Han Shuangji hid his hands behind his back, his gaze wandered from his waist all the way to his face.

"Brother Xianjun."

Lin Xianjun protested, "Don't call me brother."

"What should it be called? Brother Xianjun?"

When he called 'Brother', he deliberately pronounced the word lightly, almost whispering intimacy.

"You...call your name directly!"

"Okay, classmate Lin Xianjun." Han Shuangji raised the corners of her lips, and said with a slight smile, "I give you a piece of advice."

"Ok?"

"When you open the door to strangers in the future, remember to put on your clothes first."

Han Shuangji's eyes fell back, staring straight at the neckline of his bathrobe that almost reached his navel, admiring his young and lively body.

His eyes touched almost every inch of his skin, and then he said in a "thank you for the hospitality" tone, "Boys are outside, you must protect yourself~"