Overlord insists on giving me money [Entertainment]

As one of the only two girls in the group, Liang Xi was ashamed, no matter what other people arranged, she would only be able to live with Guan Fu.

Who knows what strange things Guan Fu will do!

Yuan Junyi put his hand on Meng Yanzhang's shoulder, "Meng Meng, why don't we share one room?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the death stare beside him.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding." Yuan Junyi withdrew his hand cowardly, and Duan Jiangqiu's gaze was too terrifying.

Regardless of whether Meng Yanzhang was straight or not, Duan Jiangqiu must have been bent into a paper clip.

He surrendered his eyes to Gu Jingxin and Ruan Guanglei. Yuan Junyi didn't like Ruan Guanglei very much, and he didn't resist being bullied like that by his girlfriend. He was about to walk towards Gu Jingxin when someone grabbed the hat behind his neck, "Junyi, what are you going to do?" Have you abandoned me?"

Damn Baozhou Airlines!

Don't think about it, when the show is broadcast, there will be bullet screens full of "Ahhhhhh" and "Yuanbao szd!" and the like.

Baozhouhang hooked Yuan Junyi's shoulders, and whispered to him in a blind spot where the camera couldn't see, "Stop contacting Gu Jingxin."

Yuan Junyi glared at him, "Let go."

"Then I will live with Guanglei." Gu Jingxin looked at Duan Jiangqiu's eyes, and knew that he had locked Meng Yanzhang, and no one was allowed to touch him.

However, since Gu Jingxin realized how difficult it is to serve Duan Jiangqiu, he completely dispelled the idea of ​​clinging to Duan Jiangqiu. This is not something ordinary people can serve.

Duan Jiangqiu got his wish and lived in the same room with Meng Yanzhang.

Today the program group did not torment them and let them move freely.

At this time, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening in China, and it was still afternoon in Country F. Both Meng Yanzhang and Duan Jiangqiu had slept on the plane, so they were not sleepy at the moment.

The two of them walked into the room with their luggage, and there was a double bed in the middle of the room.

"Do you want to take a bath?" Meng Yanzhang asked.

"Well, I need to wash it." Duan Jiangqiu nodded, he opened the suitcase, took out the bed sheet and quilt cover inside, "change this."

"En." Meng Yanzhang responded with his back turned to him.

Duan Jiangqiu took out his toiletries from the suitcase and said to Meng Yanzhang, "I put them all in the bathroom, you use this."

Meng Yanzhang didn't pay much attention to these things, but he still didn't refuse Duan Jiangqiu's kindness, "Okay."

When Duan Jiangqiu came out of the shower, Meng Yanzhang had already packed their luggage, and the sheets on the bed had been replaced by Duan Jiangqiu's own.

He threw a towel over, "If you dry your hair, you will get a headache."

Duan Jiangqiu caught it quickly with his eyes. He wiped his hair half dry. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and took off the bathrobe outside. The golden sunlight shone in through the glass window, casting a halo around him, and his porcelain-white skin glowed. Glossy, his muscles are flexible and restrained, and his lines are graceful. He tilts his head sideways, and his facial features are softened by the sun.

This scene was beautiful and holy, like a supreme work of art, Meng Yanzhang unconsciously held his breath.

After Duan Jiangqiu changed his clothes, he walked up to Meng Yanzhang, "Let's go out and find a place to have dinner."

Meng Yanzhang shook his head as if returning to his soul, and nodded.

"Ah."

He followed Duan Jiangqiu and covered his mouth with his hand. The scene just now seemed to have been engraved deep in his memory, and it was hard to erase it for a long time.

He couldn't describe the shock in words, and he even regretted that he didn't film it. What a beautiful scene, if it appeared in a certain movie, it would definitely be cited as a classic.

The cold wind on the street blew Meng Yanzhang's mind back, and he shrank his neck. Fortunately, he had a scarf around him.

Looking sideways at Duan Jiangqiu, he was actually only wearing a coat. Although he looks very good-looking, it is obviously not advisable to behave in such a weather.

The two of them hadn't been strolling outside for a long time, and Duan Jiangqiu couldn't stand the cold wind. He put his hands in his pockets, trying to find some warmth.

Seeing his appearance, Meng Yanzhang said, "Is it cold?"

Duan Jiangqiu wanted to save face, and shook his head pretending to be calm, "I'm not cold."

Meng Yanzhang seemed to see a male classmate who deliberately dressed thinly in order to pretend to be aggressive when he was studying.

It was so cold that the snot was about to come out, so he had to bite the bullet and say that he was not cold.

Meng Yanzhang dragged Duan Jiangqiu into a clothing store, and bought a long black down jacket for Duan Jiangqiu forcefully.

"I don't want it, it's so ugly." Duan Jiangqiu's whole body, even the strands of hair, were rejecting the bloated down jacket.

"I don't care about you if you catch a cold." Meng Yanzhang grabbed his hand and said.

Duan Jiangqiu curled his lips and muttered, "No way."

The last time he had a convulsion and ran to play the violin in the heavy rain, Meng Yanzhang took him to the hospital when he caught a cold and took care of him all night.

Meng Yanzhang just dislikes integrity.

Meng Yanzhang not only bought Duan Jiangqiu a long down jacket, but also bought him a scarf to wrap him tightly.

"I feel like a clumsy penguin." Duan Jiangqiu hid half of his face in the scarf, only showing a pair of beautiful peach eyes, and looked at Meng Yanzhang resentfully.

"No, compared to others, you are very slim." Meng Yanzhang asked him to look at the people around him.

Although Duan Jiangqiu was 1.8 meters three, but he was tall and not strong, and they were in Europe, and the racial advantage of others was tall and strong. In comparison, Duan Jiangqiu was naturally slim.

Although Duan Jiangqiu disliked being wrapped up like rice dumplings, Meng Yanzhang bought his clothes and scarves for him. Based on these two points, he was willing to wear them all the time.

"Have you never been to country F?" Duan Jiangqiu saw that Meng Yanzhang seemed to be surprised by everything around him, and sometimes he took out his mobile phone to take a few photos, looking like a real tourist.

"Well, it's the first time I went abroad, and the passport was issued not long ago." Meng Yanzhang has never been abroad in two lifetimes, and the reason is very simple, that is, he is poor.

Duan Jiangqiu felt a little uncomfortable when he heard that, "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing, isn't this here?" Meng Yanzhang didn't think there was anything to be sorry about.

Everyone's birth and living environment are different, at least he is better than the poor than the poor, and he is not so poor that he starves to death, and everything is getting better now, he has no intention of caring about material things.

He just wants to take revenge on those who bullied him, and then make more and better works, to give back to those fans who have high expectations for him and have not given up on him.

"Let me take a picture for you." Duan Jiangqiu took Meng Yanzhang's cell phone and asked him to stand in front of a bridge.

Along the way, Duan Jiangqiu took many photos of him, most of them were snapshots.

Meng Yanzhang now has the posture of a popular star. He has never put down his body training. Now when he walks on the street, his back is no longer bowed, his head is bowed, but straight as a javelin, probably because of his self-confidence Quite a few, the whole person naturally reveals an attractiveness from the inside out.

Duan Jiangqiu can take a random photo and use it as a mobile phone wallpaper.

It is simply a walking pictorial.

Duan Jiangqiu suddenly rushed away to Meng Yanzhang who was in front, and whistled loudly, "Handsome guy, turn around."

When Meng Yanzhang turned his head, the fiery red sunset fell on him, and there seemed to be a river of stars shining in his eyes.

"Crack."

Duan Jiangqiu gave him a thumbs up, "Very handsome."

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Meng Yanzhang's lips, "Let me help you take pictures, you keep taking pictures of me."

"Okay."

Two minutes later, Duan Jiangqiu regretted it. ???? Straight men's dressing style, straight man's aesthetics, straight man's thinking, even taking pictures is straight.

"It's the first time I've noticed that my legs are so short since I grew up." Looking at the photos taken by Meng Yanzhang, Duan Jiangqiu wanted to ask him how he managed to make 1.8 meters three into 1.5 meters three.

Meng Yanzhang touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "I'm not good at taking pictures."

If it wasn't for the fear of hurting him, Duan Jiangqiu really wanted to say, it's not that you don't know how to shoot, you really don't know how to shoot.

"Forget it, I'll take a selfie." Duan Jiangqiu took out a selfie stick from his bag.

Meng Yanzhang: "..."

"You have all the equipment."

Duan Jiangqiu put the phone on it and stretched out the selfie stick, "You must take pictures when you travel, why don't you need a selfie stick for taking pictures."

Meng Yanzhang: "The selfie stick should give you endorsement fees."

"The money is too little, I'm too lazy to take it." Duan Jiangqiu put his arm around Meng Yanzhang's shoulder, "Keep your head down."

"Smile."

Meng Yanzhang smiled but didn't smile, Duan Jiangqiu's hand quietly touched his waist, and poked it. Meng Yanzhang had itchy flesh on his waist, and a smile appeared on his face immediately.

"Your expression is deformed, it's all supported by your appearance." Duan Jiangqiu poked Meng Yanzhang several times when he first noticed itchy flesh on Meng Yanzhang's waist, and almost turned Meng Yanzhang's face.

"I told you not to poke my waist." Meng Yanzhang patted his waist before he recovered a bit.

"Who told you not to smile? You have a bitter and bitter look on your face. I didn't know that you thought you were being coerced by me." Duan Jiangqiu flipped through the photos he took just now, and deleted the blurry ones.

The two took a lot of photos on the street, and Duan Jiangqiu got more and more aggressive as they got closer. Meng Yanzhang thought that if Duan Jiangqiu was like this, it would be the same whether he would like to fall in love with Duan Jiangqiu.

"Stand up." Duan Jiangqiu patted him on the shoulder from behind.

"What are you doing?" Meng Yanzhang turned to look at him.

Duan Jiangqiu retreated a certain distance, rushed forward, and jumped onto Meng Yanzhang's back.

Fortunately, Meng Yanzhang saw his actions and was prepared, otherwise both of them would fall on their backs.

"Are you young or not?" Meng Yanzhang caught him firmly, Duan Jiangqiu's arms wrapped around his neck from behind, his hot breath was blowing on his side face, and Duan Jiangqiu's happy laughter filled his ears.

"Hey, Meng Yanzhang, you are so kind." Duan Jiangqiu hugged his neck tightly, and suddenly kissed him on the cheek.

The smile on the corners of Meng Yanzhang's lips froze, and the warm touch on his cheeks hadn't disappeared, but instead spread like a cluster of small flames to the surroundings.

Compared with Duan Jiangqiu's sudden kiss on his face, what shocked him even more was that he didn't feel disgusted or disgusted at all, and even felt a little sweet in his heart.

What's the matter with him?

As night fell, Duan Jiangqiu took him to an authentic F-country restaurant. Even though the two of them were dressed like bears, when Duan Jiangqiu announced his name, the manager came to receive them in person.

After the dishes were ready, the chef even came over to talk to them in person. Only then did Meng Yanzhang know that Duan Jiangqiu knew the chef of this restaurant, and today the chef is the owner of the restaurant.

He is an authentic F countryman.

Meng Yanzhang was surprised by Duan Jiangqiu's popularity, he would have friends in any country he went to.

After the two had dinner, the chef packed two desserts for them and asked them to take them home as a supper.

Strolling on the streets of country F, there is light snow in the sky and the lights are on, all the scenery is as beautiful as an oil painting.

However, before the two of them had time to appreciate this romantic scene, they were interrupted.

On the first night when they first arrived abroad, Meng Yanzhang and the two encountered robbers.

Duan Jiangqiu was talking to Meng Yanzhang with his head turned, when the bag in his hand was suddenly snatched away by a force.

Before he could react, Meng Yanzhang beside him rushed out, like a silver arrow shining in the dark night.

The robbers ran very fast, and they were very familiar with the surrounding environment, so they looked familiar.

Meng Yanzhang ran after him into the alley, and when he turned a corner, four tall and strong men suddenly appeared in front of him, walking towards him with fists clenched.

They spoke the language of Country F, which Meng Yanzhang couldn't understand, but looking at their malicious appearance, it was enough to see that these four people were not good.

……

Duan Jiangqiu chased after Meng Yanzhang, but his biggest outdoor exercise on weekdays was swimming in the swimming pool in his yard, which was completely incomparable with Meng Yanzhang who had specially trained. behind.

"Ha..." Duan Jiangqiu gasped for breath, looked up again, and there was no sign of Meng Yanzhang on the road.

He cursed in a low voice, the night in country F is not peaceful, that bag contains his coat and wallet, nothing else, there is absolutely no need to chase.

If something happened to Meng Yanzhang because of this small amount of money, Duan Jiangqiu really wanted to kill someone.

He was about to take out his mobile phone and call for help when a bright light came from behind him.

A tall man ran up with a flashlight and asked him in English if he was in trouble.

When Duan Jiangqiu saw his ID, he realized that this person was a plainclothes policeman.

He quickly told the other party what happened just now.

"OK." The policeman moved very quickly, called his colleague, and ran into the alley.

Duan Jiangqiu followed behind, and when he heard the sound of fighting not far away, he turned around abruptly and ran towards the source of the sound.

Meng Yanzhang was hugged from behind by his arms and waist, making it impossible for him to move his hands. A tall and strong man in front of him was about to punch Meng Yanzhang in the face. The man kicked away.

The man trapped behind him also let go of his hand because of his movement. Meng Yanzhang moved swiftly and punched his backhand. Under the dim moonlight, Duan Jiangqiu could clearly see the flesh on the man's face, deformed by Meng Yanzhang's fist, which was enough to see How powerful is Meng Yanzhang's fist.

"Shit!" The man kicked to the ground by Meng Yanzhang suddenly took out a gun from his outstretched hand and pointed it at Meng Yanzhang.

In an instant, Duan Jiangqiu's heart almost jumped out.

Fortunately, at this time, the police and his colleagues rushed over and subdued the four.

Duan Jiangqiu supported the wall next to him, his legs were weak, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

As soon as Meng Yanzhang turned his head, he saw a figure standing under the moonlight, leaning on the wall, his face as white as paper.

It's not who Duan Jiangqiu is.

He said a few words to the police, and then ran to Duan Jiangqiu.

"Are you all right? The robber has been caught." Meng Yanzhang thought that Duan Jiangqiu was too tired from running behind and lost his strength, and had no idea that Duan Jiangqiu was scared.

Duan Jiangqiu pursed his lips and said nothing, Meng Yanzhang approached him, lowered his head to look at his face, and was caught off guard by Duan Jiangqiu's fist in the face.

The corners of the mouth immediately bleed.

Because there will be filming tomorrow, Meng Yanzhang deliberately protected his face during the fight just now. Although he suffered a small injury, fortunately it was not in a conspicuous place.

Take all precautions, but there is no way that Duan Jiangqiu will punch him in the face.

Meng Yanzhang was furious, and before he could vent his anger, Duan Jiangqiu's eyes were shattered, his hands were tightly clutching his collar, and he stared at him through gritted teeth.

Duan Jiangqiu's hands were shaking.

This cognition drilled into Meng Yanzhang's mind, and he was a little confused.

In his eyes, Duan Jiangqiu was born in a wealthy family. He was a child of someone else's family since he was a child. He is unrestrained, free-spirited, arrogant, and can be called arrogant. Such a person should have nothing to scare him.

Meng Yanzhang thought that Duan Jiangqiu was frightened by those robbers, so he raised his hand and hugged him.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay. The bad guy has been caught by the police."

Duan Jiangqiu pushed him away, his eyes were bloodshot, "What do you mean it's all right? How much is the thing in that bag worth? Do you need to chase after it so desperately?"

Meng Yanzhang's face suddenly turned pale, "Yes, you think it's worthless, and nothing is valuable in your eyes. I'm a poor man, don't you already know that? From before to now, I have always been that picky Soso poor ghost."

"You are the young master. You don't like that little money. I like it. I don't have any money."

Duan Jiangqiu's words reminded Meng Yanzhang that when he was in college, he made a lot of jokes because he was in a big city for the first time.

He doesn't know how to use an ATM machine. When inserting the card, he was afraid that the card would not be taken out after all the cards were inserted, so he deliberately left a part exposed. His roommate laughed at him for a long time because of this, and he took it outside everywhere. publicity.

In addition to tuition fees, his parents did not give him much living expenses, so he had to save food, study and work at the same time. He didn't understand many things in big cities, so he only found a part-time job at the noodle shop in front of the door. At that time, when others were eating, he was busy serving noodles to his classmates.

He doesn't find it hard to work part-time. What he feels uncomfortable is that others point at him. He doesn't know what's ridiculous about a person who works hard to live.

Duan Jiangqiu duan Jiangqiu's words from the bottom of the box brought those memories that he had already forgotten, sweeping through his brain.

Duan Jiangqiu was dumbfounded, his anger suddenly dissipated, and he remembered the figure who practiced Mandarin hard by the lake every morning when he was in college.

His heart seemed to be cut off, bloody and bloody.

Neither of them spoke again, and the police asked them to go to the police station together.

Coming out of the police station, Duan Jiangqiu held his clothes bag in his hand, and Meng Yanzhang called a car to take the two of them back to their residence.

Unfortunately, the two still live in the same room.

"Meng Meng, you guys are back. I just woke up from a nap. Do you want instant noodles?" Liang Xi asked them both with instant noodles in her arms.

Duan Jiangqiu ignored her and went straight upstairs. Meng Yanzhang walked behind and waved to Liang Xi, "Thank you, no need, we've already eaten."

Liang Xi could see that the two of them were not in a good mood, but she didn't dare to ask further, "Oh, then if you are hungry, you can find me if you want to eat, I have a lot of them."

"Well, thank you, I'm going back to my room." Meng Yanzhang waved at her.

When going upstairs, I happened to meet Yuan Junyi who came downstairs to look for food, "Hello, just came back from outside? Is it fun outside?"

"It's okay." Meng Yanzhang replied lightly.

Yuan Junyi looked at Liang Xi who was downstairs, Liang Xi shook his head at him, Yuan Junyi stopped talking to Meng Yanzhang, but said to Liang Xi: "Give me a bucket of your instant noodles, I'm so hungry when I wake up."

When Meng Yanzhang entered the room, Duan Jiangqiu was taking a shower in the bathroom.

The sound of splashing water made him a little irritable.

He sat on the sofa for a while, got up and opened the suitcase, and took out alcohol to disinfect the wound.

He was hit on the stomach a few times, and the skin on his hands was scratched, but nothing serious.

Looking at the broken corner of his mouth in the mirror, Meng Yanzhang's facial expression was disinfected.

Facts have proved that although Duan Jiangqiu is poor and fastidious every day, he is indeed a big man of 1.8 meters three. If he didn't fight often, this fist would probably loose Meng Yanzhang's teeth.

But thinking about it, Duan Jiangqiu's family background, probably not many people would dare to be rough on him, let alone being rough, probably not many would dare to yell at Duan Jiangqiu so loudly.

Come out of the shower after a while, and then take the medicine.

When Duan Jiangqiu came out of the shower, Meng Yanzhang walked in with his change of clothes, and when he passed by him, he saw that Duan Jiangqiu's hands were bleeding.

Meng Yanzhang grabbed Duan Jiangqiu's wrist and frowned.

"You are sick, hit the wall with your fist."

Duan Jiangqiu gave him a cold look, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but his strength was not as strong as Meng Yanzhang's, so he did not pull for a long time.

"You don't care if I'm sick or not."

Meng Yanzhang stared at him for a long time with dark eyes, then pulled him to sit on the sofa, and brought cotton balls and alcohol.

"Do you really think I like to take care of you? If it wasn't for the money, who would take care of you."

When he said this, there was no expression on his face, Duan Jiangqiu couldn't tell if he was speaking the truth.

Otherwise, he will be the best actor in the future, and he has no flaws in his acting skills before he becomes the best actor.

"It hurts, bear with it." As soon as Meng Yanzhang finished speaking, a cotton ball soaked in alcohol was placed on Duan Jiangqiu's wound.

Before Duan Jiangqiu had time to make mental preparations, he wanted to grin his teeth in pain, but he held back. As a male god, he must pay attention to expression management at all times.

Cold sweat dripped down his white forehead.

"Okay." Meng Yanzhang threw the used cotton balls into the trash can.

Put a Band-Aid on Duan Jiangqiu.

"Squeamish." Meng Yanzhang said, peeling off a candy and stuffing it into Duan Jiangqiu's mouth.

"Would you hit the wall again next time?"

The sweet candy in his mouth just made Duan Jiangqiu feel better, but Meng Yanzhang beat him back to normal with a word.

"To shut up."

Meng Yanzhang ignored him and walked into the bathroom with his change of clothes.

Duan Jiangqiu smashed his mouth, this candy tastes like milk.

When I lowered my head, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the band-aid on my hand. It was not an ordinary band-aid, but a patterned one. There was a cartoon white cat on it with pale pink ears, very cute.

"Hahaha..." Duan Jiangqiu couldn't hold back, and lay back on the sofa, rolling with laughter.

My God, Meng Yanzhang is too cute, a 1.8 meter [-], sharp-eyed man who can hit four at a time and kick people away, secretly likes such a cute thing.

He suddenly remembered that the last time he went to see a movie with Meng Yanzhang, after watching, Meng Yanzhang cried very badly, and even started to hiccup afterwards.

No wonder Meng Yanzhang's fans say that he looks like a little wolf dog, but inside he is a little milk dog.

It's really an apt description.

After Meng Yanzhang finished washing, he came out of the bathroom. Duan Jiangqiu had already fallen asleep.

He lightly lifted a corner of the quilt, got in, and turned off the light.

The room was plunged into darkness, with faint light seeping in through the cracks in the curtains.

In the silent night, Meng Yanzhang closed his eyes.

"I didn't mean that today..."

Just when Meng Yanzhang was going to sleep, Duan Jiangqiu's voice suddenly sounded.

Meng Yanzhang didn't answer, but Duan Jiangqiu knew he wasn't asleep, so he licked his lips and said, "I haven't been so scared for a long time."

The last time he was so scared was when the car's brakes failed and it rushed out of the guardrail, and both he and Meng Yanzhang fell off the cliff.

Duan Jiangqiu turned sideways, and under the cover of the night, stared at Meng Yanzhang unscrupulously, "Meng Yanzhang, you must have nothing to do."