Xiao Zuojing became popular after falling in love with her ex

Do you know how many steps to get married?

When Jian Cong came downstairs with a pale face from a hangover, everyone in the living room looked at him in unison, followed by the live broadcast equipment in the photographer's hand.

".."

Fu Wenzhou immediately got up and walked over, blocked him directly, and asked naturally, "Would you like something to eat?"

"I want to drink porridge." Jian Cong poked his head from his side and looked towards the camera, not sure: "You are not broadcasting live, are you?"

Everyone nodded in unison.

Jian Cong was silent for a moment, then looked down at himself.

Then he became energetic. He was wearing pajamas. When he came out, he casually took a coat from the closet and put it on. Only now did he find that he was wearing Fu Wenzhou's clothes.

This ankle-length light blue windbreaker is one of the few brightly colored clothes in Fu Wenzhou's wardrobe, so fans are all impressed.

[Every day I lament the young master's stunning beauty without makeup, and after a hangover, I completely look like a sick and handsome guy. 】

[Ah, ah, help!This sense of brokenness directly hit me!One person begged the young master to act as a sick beauty, woo woo woo! 】

[The young master is wearing Brother Fu's clothes!Is this the kind of happiness that fans really have! 】

[I haven't digested the back and back picture yesterday, but today I have sugar again QAQ! 】

Jian Cong had a hunch that he was about to suffer, and his first thought was to quickly take off his coat, but as soon as he put his hand on the lapel, Fu Wenzhou grabbed his wrist and said softly, "You want to appear on camera in pajamas?"

It is impossible to be as conservative as Jian Cong, so he decisively gathered the windbreaker tighter.

Zhang Feixiang suddenly appeared and said loudly, "Brother Cong is down? That's just in time for our live broadcast."

"What to broadcast?" Jian Cong still poked his head from Fu Wenzhou's side.

The hangover's head turned a little slowly, and he forgot that he could actually take a step to the side.

Zhang Feixiang said: "Let's talk about next week's shooting tasks later, and now it's time for the group live broadcast of each pair of guests."

Today, we will announce the location of the next mission and the departure time, etc., but before that, the program team opened a live broadcast, requiring three groups of guests to live broadcast one-on-one for a while.

Zhong Guan and Miao Chan woke up early, and they have been live broadcasting for almost an hour. Now it is the time for Qu Banyan and Fang Yuze's live broadcast.

But Fang Yuze went out to answer the phone just now, so it was Qu Banyan who was making up on the live broadcast, and Zhong Guan, Miao Chan, and Fu Wenzhou were all flattering her just now.

"Then let's play it first, and I'll go eat." Jian Cong turned and left after speaking.

Fu Wenzhou followed him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm just a little hungry."

"Well, what else do you want to eat besides porridge?"

Jian Cong shook his head.

Under the eyes of everyone, the two left side by side without looking back, and entered the restaurant.

Qu Banyan really regards Jian Cong as her sister now, and she gradually finds that Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou are a bit easy to get along with. After all, who can refuse two handsome guys to sprinkle sugar together?

She smiled slyly, leaned in front of the photographer, and said, "Teacher, bring this to me. I'll take everyone to the kitchen to make candy."

The live broadcast equipment was about the size of a camera, and she held it easily, so the photographer gave her the lens directly.

The audience rubbed their hands and waited, all swiping "Sister is awesome" and "Sister understands me"!

"Hush." ​​Qu Banyan tiptoed towards the kitchen.

As soon as Jian Cong entered the dining room, he sat on a chair and lay down on the table with his hands under his head.

Fu Wenzhou prepared porridge for him in the morning, and it is enough to heat it up now, but he is going to mix two refreshing cold dishes for Jian Cong on the spot.

Jian Cong rested his head on his arm, his eyes fell on Fu Wenzhou, and his thoughts were a little confused.

All kinds of things from last night flashed through his mind, he remembered everything, he did not drink too much, and his mind was always clear.

He remembered how Fu Wenzhou talked to him tenderly, and he also knew how he walked behind his back in the night.

Of course, he also remembered the "I'm sorry" that Fu Wenzhou told him last night, and the strange words after that.

Afraid of becoming like them... lunatics.

Who are they?

Is this lunatic really a "lunatic" or is it a metaphor?

Jian Cong wanted to continue asking last night, but for some reason, he flinched.

Now that I want to ask him again, I feel that I can't open my mouth. Thinking about it, he is almost entangled to death.

Tsk, so annoying.

Jian Cong sighed softly, Fu Wenzhou paused, and looked up at him.

"Don't look at me." Jian Cong glared at him, turned his head to the other side, and was immediately taken aback.

Qu Banyan was holding the live broadcast camera, and at some point he arrived at his side, and the camera was not far or near looking at him.

"... Qu Banyan!" Jian Cong called her word for word.

Qu Banyan shook his hands, and hurriedly moved the camera to Fu Wenzhou.

"Dare to secretly take pictures of me." Jian Cong raised his hand to "snatch" the camera from her hand, and turned to take pictures of her.

Qu Banyan was not afraid at all, and even posed several poses to the camera, saying in a coquettish voice, "I'll give everyone a free ten-shot series of cuteness—"

Jian Cong was in a complicated mood, watching the barrage on the screen surge wildly.

[Hahaha Xiaoqu is too cute. 】

[I can watch this "two sisters" interacting with each other for a year! 】

[The young master shows his face, show us the beauty of the prosperous age! 】

"What cute is cute, she and I are not sisters." Jian Cong turned the camera to Fu Wenzhou while complaining: "I won't show you me, but I can show you him."

"Hahaha" on the barrage.

After taking pictures of the open kitchen for a few seconds, Jian Cong got up, walked up to Fu Wenzhou as if suffering from an occupational disease, and patted his face from an angle: "Mr. Fu is so virtuous."

Fu Wenzhou looked sideways at him, and smiled involuntarily.

【Ahhh!Is this the young master's wife's perspective? 】

[Help, brother Fu laughs like this every day, I can suffocate, only the young master can resist. 】

[Hands up!Master, can I ask a question? 】

Jian Cong said: "You can ask questions, but I don't necessarily answer."

Everyone swiped the screen faster, and Jian Cong was dazzled: "Slow down, I can't see clearly."

"What kind of porridge did you drink?" Jian Cong walked to the porridge pot: "It should be preserved egg porridge, right?"

He made a gesture to raise his hand to lift the lid of the pot, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Fu Wenzhou grabbed it: "It's hot."

"I know it's hot." Jian Cong withdrew his hand.

Fu Wenzhou replied, "It's preserved egg porridge."

[Ah, ah, holding hands, holding hands! 】

[Sisters, please be patient, they are a husband and wife who sleep in the same bed, can you stop being so excited when you see them holding hands?It seems that we have never seen the world. 】

CP fans really haven't seen much of the world, and their husbands and wives are confident, and the sweetness is really sweet.

But the feeling of intimacy and alienation in Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou always made them feel very strange.

"Ask if I know how to cook?" Jian Cong laughed, "I'm good at it, but I'm too lazy to do it. I can show you my knife skills."

He was going to get the kitchen knife casually, but Fu Wenzhou moved the kitchen knife to the other side even faster.

Jian Cong: "..what are you doing?"

Fu Wenzhou just looked at him, and the audience died of laughter, clamoring for Brother Fu to give the young master a chance to perform.

"Look, everyone asked me to show it." Jian Cong showed him the barrage.

Fu Wenzhou held his left hand and put his palm under the camera.

Jian Cong's fingertips are long and slender, and the fingertips are also white with a little powder. They are the type that hand controllers would scream when they look at them. Fu Wenzhou's hand is attached to the back of Jian Cong's hand from below, and the fingertips are smaller than Jian Cong's. Grow a little and the size is noticeable.

But before the audience screamed, Fu Wenzhou's thumb lightly swept over a small scar on Jian Cong's palm.

"He drew it out with a kitchen knife." Fu Wenzhou looked at Jian Cong, and said softly, "We agreed not to touch the knife again."

Jian Cong's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he immediately withdrew his hand.

All the bullet screens were asking how they hurt their hands, and the scars that remained on their palms proved that the injuries were not serious at that time.

Jian Cong clenched his fists, and the scar that he had long forgotten seemed to be evident.

It was an ordinary day, if I had to say it, it should be regarded as a rest day in his busy filming process.

That day when Fu Wenzhou was full of classes during the day, Jian Cong had a whim, bought dishes, and prepared to cook a simple hot pot meal for Fu Wenzhou in the crew's hotel, "repaying" his "kindness" for delivering meals every day.

It's just that the young master has never done this before, so he can't help being in a hurry when he is busy.

Then, without paying attention, the newly sharpened kitchen knife fell from the table. Jian Cong raised his hand to catch it in a hurry, and then cut a small cut in his hand.

The moment the blood splattered, Fu Wenzhou just opened the door and walked in.

Jian Cong couldn't remember clearly what happened afterwards, anyway, he seemed to be crying to death, and a cold and cold person like Fu Wenzhou was in a hurry.

Can't think about it, it's too embarrassing.

Jian Cong pursed her lips, and changed the subject stiffly: "Did you watch the live broadcast yesterday? Is my singing okay?"

The audience immediately threw up and rolled, not answering, just wanting to know how the injury was caused.

Jian Cong can hate Fu Wenzhou as much as he wants, but he can't open his mouth to others, especially his good family, friends and fans.

Fortunately, Fu Wenzhou rescued him in time: "It's time to eat."

Jian Cong breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the table and sat down, and Fu Wenzhou prepared food and drinks for him and put them on the table, then said, "Give me the equipment."

The live camera was switched to Fu Wenzhou, and everyone saw Jian Cong again.

Jian Cong glanced at the camera and said, "Then I will eat and broadcast."

Fu Wenzhou pursed his lips, concentrating on being a camera stand.

[The young master really deserves to be the young master, and his eating manners are too good. 】

【And he obviously ate slowly, but the food disappeared very quickly. How did he do it? 】

【Am I the only one who thinks that the young master photographed by Brother Fu is extraordinarily cute?I used to think that the young master is a proud beauty, but now he is so cute when he eats and puffs his cheeks! 】

Everyone has also discovered this at this time. Jian Cong is actually still the same, but when other people shoot him, they always look up, or even look up.

Only when the camera is in Fu Wenzhou's hands, the angle of view is slightly looking down.

This is due to the fact that Jian Cong is too tall, and most photographers shoot him at a level, but Fu Wenzhou put the live broadcast equipment at the same level as his own eyes, so when looking at Jian Cong, he has the illusion of looking down.

Looking at it from this angle, Jian Cong is really cute.

Especially when those beautiful eyes were lifted up slightly, and the light-colored pupils looked over clearly, they were so cute that it made people's heart tremble.

"Eat slowly." Fu Wenzhou worried.

Jian Cong yelled at him: "Don't order me."

Fu Wenzhou laughed, and the bullet screen was filled with "hahaha" at once. Some people finally discovered Fu Wenzhou's happiness.

[It turns out that this is how the young master beat him from the first perspective!No wonder Brother Fu still laughs so worthlessly every time he gets murdered! 】

After more than an hour of live broadcast, Zhang Feixiang began to announce the destination and departure time of the next stop. In order to protect the artist's privacy, the live broadcast was interrupted.

The guests sat on the sofa, and Zhang Feixiang asked someone to turn on the TV.

With a flash of the camera, the antique city is displayed like an ink painting scroll accompanied by lively ancient music.

Blue bricks and black tiles, well-preserved ancient city walls, wet alleys and paths paved with bluestone slabs, leisurely residents, moats passing through the city streets, free singers, photographers and painters on the streets, everything seems so slow Rhythm.

"This is Los Angeles!" Qu Banyan said in surprise.

"That's right." Zhang Feixiang said with a smile, "Our next destination is Los Angeles."

Los Angeles is a place with the most complete preservation of historical traces in China. There are no high-rise buildings there, but it has become one of the most economically developed cities in the country by virtue of its strong tourism industry.

Since ancient times, many literati have been born here, so it is also known as "Water Town of Literati".

Jian Cong is also looking forward to it, because no matter how many places he travels to, Los Angeles has always been his favorite city.

The most important thing is that his mother's hometown is Los Angeles, and now his grandparents' family, as well as his little uncle's family are still in Los Angeles.

"The theme of this trip will be related to culture, please be prepared." Zhang Feixiang gave a spoiler.

These few of them are not low-educated, not to mention top 2 graduates like Fu Wenzhou, even Jian Cong and the others also graduated with heavy capital.

However, except for Fu Wenzhou, everyone else here majored in acting and vocal music, and even Qu Banyan, who was in college, also studied acting.

Zhang Feixiang said: "Of course everyone knows that Brother Fu graduated from Peking University, so for the sake of fairness, we will focus on some cultural and artistic subjects."

Art is the strong point of others.

Seeing that everyone has no objection, Zhang Feixiang continued: "We will set off at three o'clock in the afternoon this Thursday, that is, three days later, and everyone will gather here and go to the airport together. Also, the weather in Los Angeles is not too cold yet. time, so everyone can wear thinner clothes."

Qu Banyan excitedly said: "I want to bring a cheongsam! How can I go to Los Angeles without a cheongsam?"

"It seems that I should also turn out the cheongsam."

Miao Chan obviously also likes it very much. In other words, it is estimated that there are not many people in China who don't like such a place with such a strong historical and cultural heritage.

Zhong Guan laughed and said, "Then I'll make a Tang suit to wear."

Fang Yuze also said to Qu Banyan after hearing the words: "There are still a few days left, let's go buy some more sets of Hanfu."

"Okay." Qu Banyan and Fang Yuze made up again, but compared to the previous Nianwai, they always felt that some irreversible changes had taken place between them.

The atmosphere of Los Angeles is there, and the tourism industry is developed, so there are countless tourists wearing vintage clothes. No one will find it strange.

Because Jian Cong goes there often, he also has a lot of clothes to wear, but...

He looked sideways at Fu Wenzhou, and asked, "What clothes are you bringing?"

Fu Wenzhou replied seriously: "Let's make it thinner."

Jane Cong: ".."

"The temperature there is indeed higher than here, so it should be ok to wear a shirt?" Fu Wenzhou was serious at first, but seeing Jian Cong's hesitation to speak, he became more and more uncertain about what he said.

If he hadn't known that Fu Wenzhou couldn't joke, Jian Cong would have felt that he was playing tricks on him on purpose.

He said helplessly: "I'm talking about what style to wear. Everyone should wear ancient costumes. It will be strange if you don't."

Suddenly, Fu Wenzhou said, "Then I'll ask Xiaomeng to prepare a few for us now."

Jian Cong thought for a while, and said, "Farewell, I know there is a shop that makes ancient costumes, let's go and have a look if we have nothing to do in the afternoon."

Fu Wenzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he forcefully put away his phone calmly and said, "Okay."

Jian Cong took the initiative to go out with him. Although it was not a date, Fu Wenzhou couldn't help but think about it.

Jian Cong glanced at him, and found that the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, his hands were clasped tightly, and even his knuckles were white from excessive force.

Are you nervous?

Jian Cong raised his eyebrows and asked intentionally, "What are you thinking?"

Fu Wenzhou paused, without changing his face, and said, "I was thinking about what to bring you for lunch."

"Lie to me." Jian Cong pouted.

Fu Wenzhou said sincerely, "I'll tell you the truth, you will be angry."

"Impossible, I have such a good temper."

Fu Wenzhou bit the bullet and said, "I was wondering just now, do we count as a date?"

"Of course not!"

Jian Cong just wanted to blow his hair, but he stopped when he saw Fu Wenzhou's eyes that said, "I knew you would be angry just by looking at it".

He stroked his hair and said calmly: "I'm not angry, I just refute your fantasy."

Fu Wenzhou let out a muffled laugh.

Qu Banyan suddenly said: "By the way, Brother Fu, I've always been curious about one thing."

"what?"

"It's just that I read on the Internet that you studied finance in college, so why did you suddenly act?"

Fu Wenzhou looked at Jian Cong subconsciously, and Jian Cong said inexplicably, "What are you looking at me for? It has nothing to do with me."

"I know that." Zhong Guan said with a smile: "At the time of the mirror casting, Xiao Fu seemed to be just outside the field. Then the old horse went out to smoke and saw him. At first glance, he thought he was "Duan Feiang" ", and then dragged Xiao Fu to let him audition. "

Qu Banyan was shocked: "Then he was chosen?!"

"Isn't it? How about saying that Xiao Fu is a gifted school." Zhong Guan also sighed.

He has a very good relationship with director Ma Yao, and every time he gets drunk, Ma Yao loves two things. One is that he chose Fu Wenzhou with a sharp eye at the time, and the other is Jian Cong.

He always felt that Jian Cong was wasting his talent and aura if he didn't act, but Jian Cong was determined to travel around the world at that time, and it was useless to persuade him.

But now it's all right, Jian Cong is finally back.

"Brother Fu is really a role model for my generation." Qu Banyan said respectfully.

Fu Wenzhou shook his head: "It's not that exaggerated, it's just luck."

This was the first time that he took the initiative to say that he was lucky, and what Zhong Guan said just now was of course an official statement, and it was also a fact seen by outsiders, but there was an inside story that only Fu Wenzhou himself knew.

He actually went to see Jian Cong that day.

After the college entrance examination, he and Jian Cong both came to Beijing, and the two schools were separated by a street. Even because of Fu Wenzhou's intentional or unintentional care and attention, he and Jian Cong often met unexpectedly in the bookstore or restaurant in that area. And meet.

Of course, Jian Cong usually eats with friends, while Fu Wenzhou works part-time.

When he was in the bookstore that day, Fu Wenzhou was positioning the newly arrived books, and then he heard the conversation between Jian Cong and Qin Xingwen.

Jian Cong said that he had received an audition opportunity and was about to go for an interview at the famous film and television city in Beijing.

Jian Cong also said that it might be the beginning of his formal entry into the entertainment circle, it was a very important opportunity, and it could even be regarded as an opportunity to determine his future choices.

At such an important moment, Fu Wenzhou really wanted to be with him, just like he and Jian Cong experienced "together" in the band explosion and hiding, and they "together" participated in the school-level spring outing, and even they "together" experienced Passed the college entrance examination and came to Beijing.

Even if it was repulsive like a stalker, he wanted to see him.

So he went, he just wanted to accompany him wordlessly from a distance, where it was impossible for Jian Cong to see him.

But I didn't expect that this time, he was actually noticed by director Ma Yao because of this face. After a simple audition, with his talented acting skills, he became the male fourth, a male fourth who only had scenes with Jian Cong Number.

As he has always believed, he will only become lucky when he meets Jian Cong.

Everyone's topic changed again, but Jian Cong and Fu Wenzhou didn't participate in it, as if both of them were letting go, and they seemed to be remembering something.

Fu Wenzhou thought of the real reason why he was selected, and Jian Cong also thought of the past.

He has a secret that has been hidden for a long time, a secret that only he in the world knows.

He had actually liked Fu Wenzhou since high school, and Fu Wenzhou was his first love in every sense.

All kinds of "encounters" and heartbeats in high school are not mentioned, but it is said that he likes to go to bookstores after college, which is also the thought of his "encounter" with Fu Wenzhou, and he deliberately told Fu Wenzhou about the audition.

He knew that Fu Wenzhou had been doing a lot of part-time jobs, so he guessed that his family conditions were not very good, but he never deliberately explored it, and gave Fu Wenzhou the greatest respect.

He likes to be cautious, but he still can't help but want the other party to have a better life, not to work too hard.

So, when he knew that the crew needed a lot of actors, he tried his luck to tell the news about the audition.

What did he say then?

It seems that the production team needs a lot of actors, and some roles can be auditioned without recommendation, and the pay is very handsome, and he even intentionally stated clearly the location of the audition.

He didn't dare to look at Fu Wenzhou's expression behind the bookshelf, and he didn't know if he listened.

Fortunately, Fu Wenzhou really went, they really met on the set, and unexpectedly became actors in the rival show, and later, they became a close couple.

It's just that the good times don't last long.

Jian Cong sighed silently, feeling a deep sense of exhaustion welling up.

For more than four years, he deliberately avoided everything related to Fu Wenzhou, because he was really hurt, and also because his self-esteem, which had been praised all the time, was hurt.

But in the final analysis, what he was afraid of was actually that he might face a "Fu Wenzhou" who was different from what he had imagined.

Whether he admits it or not, in his heart, Fu Wenzhou has always been "perfect".

Handsome, intelligent, strong, gentle, and hardworking, all the good qualities were forcefully poured into Fu Wenzhou by him.

And what he couldn't ignore was that in the process of dating, even though Fu Wenzhou worked hard, he still felt that Fu Wenzhou was different.

That was a more real Fu Wenzhou, and also a somewhat inferior and eccentric person.He seemed to be very afraid that Jian Cong would leave him, and sometimes he was even a little too impulsive and extreme.

One of the things that impressed Jian Cong the most seemed to be a scene between him and the hero Qin Zishi.

In that scene, he "died" in Qin Zishi's arms. At that time, they were very emotional. After the director called out, they even hugged each other.

But Fu Wenzhou saw it. For the first time that night, Fu Wenzhou showed a less calm look.

Jian Cong can even now recall how tightly the other party hugged his arm, and how painful his ribs were pierced.

He also clearly remembered Fu Wenzhou's red eyes, saying sorry, and running away in panic.

The words Fu Wenzhou said last night lingered in his ears again.

"I just.. don't want to be as crazy as they are."

Jian Cong suddenly felt that there were some things that he seemed to have been deliberately neglecting.

He looked sideways at Fu Wenzhou, and suddenly thought that he could actually take the initiative to find out, at least not letting himself make such wild guesses anymore.

The phone rang suddenly, and Jian Cong completely recovered.

The caller ID is - "Brother".

Jian Cong got up and walked upstairs, picked up the phone casually: "Brother."

"Are you recording a program?" Jian Feng asked.

"Well, what happened?"

"Last time you asked me to check Shengyao Entertainment, I did find something, but it's a bit complicated, and it will take some time." Jian Feng looked at the information and pictures displayed on the computer, and said: "But I still found it now Something else."

Jian Cong thought about going out later, so he prepared to change clothes directly.

He went back to the room and opened the closet. While picking out clothes, he made a joke for his elder brother: "What is it?"

"About the guests of your program group, it's that Fang Yuze."

"Huh? What's wrong with him?"

"His character is not very good." Jian Feng packed the information and sent it to Jian Cong's mailbox with one click, saying: "I sent you an email, you can deal with it."

"Okay, I'll see later."

Jian Feng said: "If you don't have time, let your manager handle it for you, so that he won't cause trouble for me every day when he has nothing to do."

"Huh? How did Hao Xian mess with you?"

"Don't let him meddle in Sheng Yao's affairs. Even his and Fu Wenzhou's small studio wants to bring down Sheng Yao. Don't let him get in the way. Don't lose yourself in the end."

"...Oh." Jian Cong obediently agreed, his elder brother was still irritable for ten years.

"Okay, I'm busy these days, and I'll ask Fu Wenzhou to treat me and your sister to dinner when I'm free, isn't it polite?"

"Ok."

"Also, it's over after you two get a certificate? When will the wedding be held?"

Jian Feng finally had time to teach his younger brother a lesson, so he burst into a fit of brainstorming: "Do you know the process of getting married? Those new houses, dresses, and wedding banquet venues will be busy for at least half a year. You'd better give me a hand now." Get up, don't think you're done with the wedding company."

"Brother, the director called me, I'll hang up first." Jian Cong hung up hastily.

Before hanging up, he seemed to hear his brother say angrily: "Why are you in such a hurry, hurrying to ascend to heaven?"

Jian Cong was silent on the phone for a while before digesting what his brother said, and then slowly began to change clothes.

It's just that he didn't lock the door, and he didn't expect Fu Wenzhou to come in, so he took off his pajamas after covering the camera with his hand.

Coincidentally, as soon as he took off his clothes, Fu Wenzhou opened the door and walked in.

Jane Cong: ".."

Fu Wenzhou: "?!"

The author says:

[The young master has left it to you, and you don't even want to take care of the banquet? 】

Brother Fu: Can this be mentioned?Am I really not going to be scolded to death by Jian Cong?

Young Master: How could it be, I have such a good temper. (gritting teeth jpg)

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There is a reason why the family agreed to get married, don’t worry, babies, I will definitely explain, mua——

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!