heart [entertainment circle]

Gu Ming is quite convinced that Zhou Yu's eighth achievement in Chinese this week was taught by his art teacher.

Out of the enthusiasm that a human fan should have, Gu Ming gritted his teeth and cooked two bowls of noodles.

Surprisingly, although Zhou Yu is an entertainer, there is still a lot of food in the refrigerator in the kitchen, and the condiments are also complete.

"Are you jealous?" Gu Ming looked at the seasoning area.

"Don't eat." Zhou Yu said.

"Where is the sesame oil?" Gu Ming picked up the next bottle.

"No." Zhou Yu thought for a while and added: "No pepper, monosodium glutamate or anything else, just put some salt and soy sauce."

"Oh." Gu Ming put down a bunch of bottles and started cooking immediately.

The color of the noodles is old, and I have no appetite at all when I put it in a bowl.

During the four years of Gu Ming's solitary life, if he ate noodles without seasoning, the noodles had no soul.

Gu Ming put the soulless noodles in front of Zhou Yu, and went to find other noodles to mix with. When he came back, he saw Zhou Yu still staring at the noodles with his chopsticks.

"Add some sauce?" Gu Ming put the fried sauce he found on the table.

Zhou Yu opened his mouth halfway, but raised his chopsticks without saying a word.

Gu Ming thought that his cooking skills were not so bad that people could not speak.But he didn't worry about it, he poured the fried sauce and mixed the noodles into a barely edible color, and saw Zhou Yu start to eat the noodles.

Zhou Yu didn't make a sound or speak when he was eating noodles, Gu Ming felt that it was a little awkward to be quiet, but he really didn't have the desire to have a few words with Zhou Yu.

However, it's been a long time since I had breakfast face to face with others like this.

"It's quite unpalatable." Zhou Yu put down his chopsticks, and the bowl was empty.

"It's unpalatable and you ate it again?" Gu Ming took the bowl to wash, the water was boiling, and he didn't hear Zhou Yu say anything else.

What Zhou Yu said about going out for a walk was really "going around".

Gu Ming drove his car around the urban area for a long time.And what Zhou Yu wanted to do was to listen to the music station in the driving car.

"Anyway, I can't get out of the car because my leg is injured, so I can only let the car drive me all the time." Zhou Yu squinted his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair.

"It doesn't cost money to run like this?" Gu Ming has been driving for two hours straight.

"It's okay," Zhou Yu yawned lazily, "There's plenty of money."

It may be that he has been poor for too long. Hearing what he said, Gu Ming wanted to give him a crowbar.

Fucking prodigal stuff.

A French song was played in the playlist, Zhou Yu tilted his head and hummed along, Gu Ming found out that he also liked to listen to this song before.

"Etdans les vitrine en face, ellese voit passer." Zhou Yu sang, his voice sounded clean.

The gossip is correct, Zhou Yu's singing is indeed a recording studio effect, and the condition of his voice can be said to be unique.

This kind of person is born to sing, and it has nothing to do with whether he is popular or not.

Gu Ming drove off the elevated road, and the song just reached the refrain: "Etlesécransdetéléreflètentlectécachédesesenvies."

It was a high pitched voice, and Zhou Yu sang it beautifully with the female voice, it felt a bit crisp to the bone.

Gu Ming shivered immediately, the car bumped a few times on the speed bump, and the trembling feeling disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Have you learned French?" Gu Ming asked in a rare way.

"I didn't learn it." Zhou Yu was in a good mood, "I copied a homonym from the song, and I can probably sing it."

"Harmony?" Gu Ming frowned.

"Fadema Depo, de West." Zhou Yu read a series, "Don't you use this trick when you are studying?"

"No need." Gu Ming sighed, "That's for the scumbags."

Thinking about it this way, Zhou Yu's uvula pronunciation is not easy to pronounce, and he probably fooled it casually when he was learning, just trying to make a similar appearance.

"Hey, my English was poor when I was studying." Zhou Yu said, "The English is not good, and I dare not sing English songs indiscriminately when I come out to be a singer."

Gu Ming didn't speak, Zhou Yu stretched like an old man, if it wasn't for the seat belt, he would probably be able to push him directly to the ground.

"There is no good way to pretend..." Zhou Yu sighed.

"Stop, stop," Zhou Yu suddenly patted him on the arm, "Stop by the supermarket over there, I'll buy some daily necessities."

Gu Ming stopped the car, feeling that his limbs were numb from driving, and turned off the engine: "What to buy?"

"There are a lot of things, you can add me on WeChat, and I will send you the list." Zhou Yu called out a QR code.

Gu Ming scanned it without hesitation. Zhou Yu's WeChat is called "Mr. Zhou is hungry", and his profile picture is... a pot of green radishes, which seems to be planted on his balcony.

The screen name of the son's generation and the profile picture of the mother's generation are quite harmonious.

"You care about me." Zhou Yu read his WeChat name once, and immediately smiled, "Your name is quite social."

"Your name is quite childlike." Gu Ming opened the car door, "Send me the list."

"Sent it." Zhou Yu put the phone back in his pocket.

Gu Ming clicked on the dialog box and was shocked: "So many?"

A list contains dozens of items, ranging from normal paper pumping to exercise balls held by the elderly...

It's definitely playing him, anyway, this person "has a lot of money".

"Why don't you buy the whole supermarket?" Gu Ming looked at him.

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that." Zhou Yu slapped his leg artificially, and took out the card from his pocket: "Go, the password is six 0, and tell people that you want to buy a supermarket."

Gu Ming's face darkened in an instant, he didn't pick up the card, he slammed the car door and walked away.

The car alarm beeped and howled, and Zhou Yu laughed so hard that he leaned against the car window.

It's so funny to this man.

The supermarket is huge and there are so many things to buy, Zhou Yu estimated that he would spend half an hour anyway, so he simply turned off the music, and got out of the car to bask in the sun wearing a pair of sunglasses.

After sitting for more than two hours, his whole body was stiff, but he was afraid that Gu Ming would come back, so he sat next to the car and played with his mobile phone.

At this point near noon, there were no people in the area, so Zhou Yu casually reached out and made a shadow of a crocodile head, took a photo and posted it on Weibo: Guess where I am?

In less than 3 minutes, a large piece exploded, and there were people @ him in the already lively WeChat group.

Not called Liang Feifan: two weeks off?

Send me to lose weight: ? ? ?Where? ? ?

Drama star Wu Changguang: Did your legs heal in two weeks?When your legs are ready, come out and play!

Not called Liang Feifan: let’s go barbecue by the river——

Mr. Zhou is hungry: I can't go, I have a uncle here.

Mr. Zhou is hungry: I have to, help him (laughs)

Send me to lose weight: Grandpa?You help the old man cross the road?

Don’t call me Liang Feifan: You are suddenly such a socialist and good young man, I can’t get used to it for a while.

Drama star Wu Changguang: I don't think it's the uncle.

Drama star Wu Changguang: Your face full of pink bubbles cannot escape the eyes of this drama star.

Sure enough, there was a burst of questioning what was going on, and Zhou Yu quickly ran away.

He really wanted to show off, but this matter has not yet been written off, how embarrassing it is to brag.

The phone vibrated a bit, Zhou Yu picked it up and saw that it was Gu Ming who sent him a WeChat message.

You care about me: there is no exercise ball, and there is no dried fish.

Mr. Zhou is hungry: Then buy something else, what do you think is missing?

You care about me:...

You take care of me, uncle: Calcium.

Zhou Yu put down his phone, and was in a good mood for a long time.He jumped forward two steps, and the soles of his feet seemed to be able to step on the pink bubbles that Wu Changguang said.

Until he was bouncing and bouncing, and recognized a black car from a distance.

As soon as the car turned a corner, Zhou Yu hurriedly opened the door in two steps and sat back.

Liu Shang is a troublesome person, and Zhou Yu has avoided him all these years.Except for necessary work, he didn't want to have any interaction with Liu Shang at all.

I hope that just that moment, Liu Shang should not have seen him.Zhou Yu saw through the car window that Liu Shang's car turned into the underground parking lot of the opposite building, and felt relieved.

He had just put the chair back, and before he leaned down, he heard someone knocking on the glass of his car.

Liu Shang, this old man has really good eyesight.

Zhou Yu rolled down the car window: "Director Liu, what a coincidence."

"Unfortunately, I saw you all the way away." Liu Shang leaned over to look at him, "Come out, let's chat for a while."

"I still have something to do, so I'll be leaving soon." Zhou Yu said.

"What can you do? Who doesn't know that you pushed the national horse to take a vacation here." Liu Shang smiled.

Zhou Yu felt sick when he saw him laughing, but he didn't want Gu Ming to bump into this nonsense old man directly.

"Come down, it's about work." Liu Shangchao glanced behind him, "I've been standing here, and it wouldn't be good to let others take pictures of me."

Zhou Yu looked out, and actually saw the light reflected from the camera lens behind the grass.

"It's only 5 minutes, get the hell out when you're done talking." Zhou Yu opened the car door.

"Oh, I'm so scared. Are you going to hit the old man?" Liu Shang smiled happily, "It's only been 5 minutes. Didn't you say a lot to me in the past?"

"Liu Shang, I'm carrying a lot of negative news right now," Zhou Yu said.

Liu Shang looked back at him with something funny written in his eyes.

"Believe it or not, I'm ready to beat you up?" Zhou Yu glared at him.

The author has something to say: Don't worry, a relationship is absolutely impossible, after all, this kind of old man in his 50s.

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