Transmigrated into the Film Emperor’s Death-Seeking Fiance: 161.161

Chapter one hundred and sixty-one:

Jiang Mochen waved at him, Yan Qingchi stood up, leaning forward with his hands on the table. Jiang Mochen stretched out a hand to cover his ear, and whispered, "I found out that you are the one who cooks when I come out this time. I'm a little surprised."

Yan Qingchi chuckled, imitating his appearance, and whispered, "It's not that I didn't do it before, it's just that you didn't let me do it. If you like it, we can continue to do this for the rest of the journey. Division of labor."

Jiang Mochen glanced at him and whispered, "It's not that I love you."

"So you want the rest of the journey, do we still divide the labor like this?"

"This journey is fine, it won't change when we go back." Jiang Mochen stretched out his hand.

Yan Qingchi gave him a high five as a promise, "deal."

After the two of them had dinner, Jiang Mochen washed the pots and bowls naturally, and went upstairs with Yan Qingchi to get ready for bed.

Entering the room, Jiang Mochen walked up to the camera and said, "It's time to sleep." Then, he turned off the camera directly.

Yan Qingchi asked him, "Is this okay?"

"Anyway, no one told us before."

"However, the program team definitely wants to use the idol's pajamas session as a selling point."

"Then what if someone sleeps naked/sleeping?" Jiang Mochen asked him, "Isn't it just..."

"Shut up now." Yan Qingchi looked at him, "You are like a filthy little train, you can no longer be described as getting yellower."

Jiang Mochen approached him, "Do you know what a little train is dirty?" He pulled Yan Qingchi into his arms, "Now the camera is turned off, the wheat is also picked, lonely men and widows , are in the same room, how do you think the rest of the plot should be played?"

Yan Qingchi pointed to the 1.2 meter single bed, "Wake up, the bed is only this big, please be quiet, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Mochen turned around and asked him, "Do you know why I suggested that we live in this room?"

Yan Qingchi poked his heart, "Sima Zhao's heart is known to everyone."

"When I was in the G City Hotel, I was thinking that if you are not afraid of living in a standard room, you are afraid of living in a standard room with two beds. That is the furthest distance in the world. I slept on the bed next to the wall, which is obviously not too far away, but I just can't get over it."

"Then why didn't you turn off the camera?"

"I didn't think of that at the time."

"So you figured it out now?"

"The main reason is that we sleep, and there is nothing to shoot under normal circumstances, and an actor like me who takes the aggressive route must not be too down-to-earth, and leave room for fans to fantasize, so how can we make fans feel at ease at once? I saw what kind of pajamas I was wearing, what kind of sleeping position I was in. These things were agreed upon when Wu Yuan signed the agreement with the program group. Basically, what I didn’t want to record and what I didn’t want to be cut out and broadcast would follow my wishes. It’s all my fault You used to say on the mountain before that we are high school students with puppy love, and the director is the teaching director, so I didn’t realize it until I got down the mountain, otherwise we wouldn’t need to sleep in separate beds that night.”

Yan Qingchi pushed him, "You have to know that a proper distance helps to produce beauty."

"I think you are so beautiful at such a close distance."

Yan Qingchi couldn't help laughing, "You are really getting better at talking."

"It's all said from the bottom of my heart."

"Okay, let's go wash up quickly, it's time to sleep."

Jiang Mochen hugged him and asked expectantly, "Can we wash together?"

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Of course not."

The standard answer, Jiang Mochen thought, he let go of Yan Qingchi, "Then hurry up."

"Yeah." Yan Qingchi turned around and went to the bathroom.

The two of them finished washing one after another and squeezed together on the single bed. This bed was still a bit narrow for two adult men, so Jiang Mochen simply hugged Yan Qingchi in his arms, which made him feel more comfortable.

"That's what you planned from the beginning, right?" Yan Qingchi asked him.

Jiang Mochen didn't hide anything, "That's right, but now it seems that this house is pretty good, with its own bathroom, and with the door closed, we can hide inside without going out."

Yan Qingchi chuckled, "That's true."

Jiang Mochen looked down at him, "Do you feel crowded?"

"Isn't this the effect you want?"

"Do you think this is a bit like the love in college? Two people like each other, cooperate tacitly when they are outside, go back to the dormitory and close the door, squeeze each other on a dormitory bed, although there is no money, But it's also very sweet."

"We are rich," Yan Qingchi reminded him, "we are the richest among all the people present."

"Whether you have money is the point?" Jiang Mochen was almost **** off by him, "The point is that feeling, feeling!"

Yan Qingchi smiled, "So you want to simulate a puppy love with me just after high school, and now start to simulate a college love?"

"Can't you? Graduating high school means going to college."

"Okay." Yan Qingchi cooperated very much, "Then it's really not easy for us. From high school to university, we have persisted for so long, and we can be regarded as a model couple."

"What's your high school like?" Jiang Mochen asked suddenly, he had only seen Yan Qingchi's high school in the previous materials, but the data he asked someone to investigate obviously had many problems, so Jiang Mochen didn't believe that information for a long time. Speaking of this topic now, Jiang Mochen couldn't help being a little curious, what was Yan Qingchi's high school life like that he didn't see and didn't participate in?

Yan Qingchi thought about it, and his high school life was pretty good, with excellent grades, loyal friends, harmonious family, nothing wrong with him. It's just that it was his high school, not the original owner's high school. Yan Qingchi was afraid that he would make too many mistakes, so he just said, "Just like everyone else, very good looking."

Jiang Mochen felt that the answer was too general, so he asked, "At that time, did you like anyone? Or what type did you like?"

Yan Qingchi didn't really want to continue the topic of his high school with him, and was always worried that if he accidentally said something wrong, it would make Jiang Mochen suspicious. He raised his head and kissed Jiang Mochen with a smile, "Don't just ask me, do you like someone in high school? What type do you like?"

"I didn't. At that time, I didn't have the heart to think about it."

"Me too."

"Really?"

Yan Qingchi nodded and looked at him with a slight smile.

Jiang Mochen looked at him, couldn't help lowering his head to kiss him, Yan Qingchi stretched out his arms to hug him, and couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief after kissing back, thinking, this topic is over.

Because of the objective factors of the bed, the two embraced closer this night than before, probably because they were both afraid that they would fall if they were not careful.

When Yan Qingchi woke up the next morning, he looked at his watch, it was only 7 o'clock. He always got up earlier than Jiang Mochen, but usually he could play with his mobile phone while waiting for him to wake up. Now that his mobile phone has been confiscated, it is inevitably a bit boring.

Yan Qingchi scratched Jiang Mochen's Adam's apple, and then scratched his chin. Jiang Mochen reached out and grabbed his naughty right hand. His voice was a little low, "Don't make trouble, let me sleep for a while."

Yan Qingchi had no choice but to nestle in his arms and wait for him to wake up.

Jiang Mochen slept for more than half an hour before waking up. While kissing him, he asked him, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"It's getting late, my normal schedule."

"You don't have to be jet-lagged, you don't feel tired."

"I'm young, I'm not tired."

"Yeah, I'm 6 years older than you, but I'm not older than you."

Yan Qingchi kissed his chin in favor, "You are not old, you are young."

Jiang Mochen hugged him, lowered his head and wanted to kiss him, Yan Qingchi quickly pushed him away, "Go and brush your teeth! Don't brush your teeth and don't kiss! This is the principle!"

Jiang Mochen thought that he would be defeated by this principle every time he got up in the morning and prepared to be gentle with him for a while, so he reached out and rubbed Yan Qingchi's hair fiercely, "You stick to the principle."

Yan Qingchi grabbed his troublesome hand and slapped him twice, "This is my good quality, I am such a person who sticks to principles."

"Yes yes yes." Jiang Mochen pinched his face with a smile, turned over and got out of bed when Yan Qingchi wanted to fight back, "I'm going to wash up, remember to replenish me when you come back."

"Hmph, that's a beautiful thought." Yan Qingchi also got out of bed, walked to the curtains and opened them. The moment the sun shone in, he felt that he was fully charged in an instant, and he could run downstairs. a kilometer.

Yan Qingchi walked to the balcony to look at the streets of the city in the morning. The sky was blue, the leaves were lush, and the sun shone on the road, elongating the shadows of the trees. The people on this street hadn't come out for activities yet. The whole street was empty, but it was full of peace and warmth.

"Good morning." Yan Qingchi said softly.

He looked at the street scene outside, and the sun slowly shone on the small balcony and on his body. He was basking in the sun comfortably, feeling the gentleness from the sun.

When Jiang Mochen found him, he saw him looking into the distance comfortably, basking in the sun, he stepped forward and hugged him from behind, Yan Qingchi turned his head, "Have you finished washing?"

"Yeah."

"Then it's my turn."

As Yan Qingchi said, he was about to break away from him to wash up. However, Jiang Mochen hugged him very tightly, "It was agreed just now, I will replenish it when I come back."

"I am clearly talking about the beauty of thinking."

"Really, I didn't hear that."

"Then you seem to be really old, and your ears are not working well." Yan Qingchi pretended to be melancholy.

Jiang Mochen: ...

"It's early in the morning, can't you say something nice?" Jiang Mochen was helpless.

Yan Qingchi smiled, "Good morning." He said with his eyes bent.

"What else?"

Yan Qingchi shook his head, "Not anymore."

Jiang Mochen frowned.

Yan Qingchi broke free from his embrace in an instant, "We'll talk about the rest in the evening, and that's all in the morning."

After he finished speaking, he blew a kiss to Jiang Mochen, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Jiang Mochen looked at his back and smiled unconsciously. He felt that Yan Qingchi was like a pool of water, sometimes quiet and gentle, but sometimes jumping and agile. When he is mature, you don't think he is like a young man who just graduated from college. When he is lively, you feel that he is still a boy full of childlike innocence. However, no matter which one it is, Jiang Mochen feels that he likes it very much, because no matter which one he looks like, it is Yan Qingchi's most authentic look—the one he likes the most.

After Yan Qingchi washed up, he closed the door with Jiang Mochen and went down the stairs. Li Mo was setting breakfast for everyone. When she saw the two of them coming down, she was stunned. She looked at the clothes of Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen , said uncertainly, "Are you guys in brother costume?"

Mo Xiaoxiao laughed instantly.

Li Mo turned to look at Mo Xiaoxiao, "Sister Xiaoxiao, did you two agree before? Why are you like this, cos twins."

Yan Qingchi looked at Mo Xiaoxiao upon hearing the words, only to realize that Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei were wearing girlfriend outfits. Mo Xiaoxiao wears a pink plaid shirt and white pleated skirt, while Zhang Ningwei wears a blue plaid shirt and white pleated skirt.

Mo Xiaoxiao waved at him and said with a smile, "It seems that we want to go together."

Yan Qingchi denied with a guilty conscience, "No, no, brother Chen and I are purely coincidental. When we come out to play, we want to wear something simple. You know, our boys don't have more clothes than your girls, so we can easily bump into each other. But you two, don’t girls like bumping shirts?”

"That's an ordinary girl, Weiwei and I are not afraid, and we both don't all wear the same clothes."

Yan Qingchi nodded, "It's really a coincidence."

"What a coincidence," Li Mo said, "You can form two couples, but I won't let you form, otherwise the fans of the two brothers will probably be angry. And..." Her Turning his eyes on Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen, he laughed a few times and didn't speak anymore.

Yan Qingchi didn't understand what she was and what, and turned to Jiang Mochen, "Did you understand the second half of her sentence?"

Jiang Mochen shook his head, "Don't guess what a young girl is thinking, you won't be able to figure it out after guessing."

Li Mo and Li Bozhong prepared bread and salad for breakfast. They brought their own bread and borrowed some from Mo Xiaoxiao and Zhang Ningwei. The salad was made with the salad dressing in the kitchen and the fruits in the refrigerator. Everyone knew that they checked in in a hurry last night, and there was no dry food in the house, so they all understood.

Li Bozhong told everyone about today's arrangements during the meal, and everyone present agreed with dignity. The six groups of guests quickly finished their meal, picked up their bags, and went out together.

As the tour guides, Li Mo and Li Bozhong walked in the front, and the others followed them loosely. Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen were at the end, and the two of them watched and chatted, feeling quite comfortable.

They got on the bus at the stop sign of this stop and took the local characteristic bus. When they got off the bus, Li Mo saw a lot of people gathered in the square not far in front of them. It seemed very lively, so she pulled Mo Xiaoxiao Ask her, "Sister Xiaoxiao, do you want to go and have a look?"

Seeing that she wanted to go, Mo Xiaoxiao nodded understandingly, and Zhang Ningwei said cooperatively, "I also want to go and see."

So everyone decided to go and have a look first.

Seeing pigeons on the square, Yan Qingchi touched Jiang Mochen and pointed to him, "Pigeons."

"Do you want to feed the pigeons?" Jiang Mochen asked him.

Yan Qingchi nodded, "I think so."

"Wait a while and see if you have time."

"Okay."

They followed Li Mo and approached, only to find that there were a few people sitting on benches drawing in this square, and many people were watching these painters.

Yan Qingchi took a closer look, and found that there was a person standing in front of each painter, and the painters were painting the same person in front of them.

Li Mo was curious about what they were doing, but her English was not very good. Seeing that Jiang Mochen was right next to her, she poked Jiang Mochen and asked him, "Brother, can you ask me, are they What are you doing? Why are so many people painting?"

"Okay."

Jiang Mochen turned around and asked the black guy next to him. The black guy was very enthusiastic and explained to him that they were in a competition. The owner of the BLACK bar on the street behind said, who drew the picture most like a real person , then you can invite him and his friends to drink beer for free, and you can drink any beer in the store.

Jiang Mochen asked him how to judge who painted the most like him?

The little brother said, it’s very simple, just show the person you drew the picture to, if the other person thinks it looks alike, it looks like it, if the other person doesn’t think it looks like it, then it doesn’t look like it. If the other party likes to draw hand-painted pictures, they can also pay for them on the spot.

"Still paying?"

"Yes, painting itself is very hard, but you can pay less, and the meaning will be fine, no one will take it seriously."

Jiang Mochen understood, and told Li Mo and others.

Li Mo hadn't been to a bar in a foreign country before, so he was very moved immediately, and asked him, "Brother, can you draw?"

Jiang Mochen smiled and shook his head.

"Then among the 12 of us, is there anyone who can draw? If he can win, can we all drink beer for free?"

Seeing that she wanted to go, Yue Ziming remembered that they were on the island at that time, because of Fei Jingyu, the two groups broke up unhappy, and felt sorry for Li Mo and Li Bozhong. So he said, "Jingyu can draw, and he is very good at drawing."

When Li Mo heard Fei Jingyu's name, the joy on her face instantly dropped by half. She turned to look at Fei Jingyu and asked him, "Brother Fei, are you willing?"

Yue Ziming shook his hand and advised him, "You go, if you win, we can go to the bar here together."

Fei Jingyu is not very willing, he thinks this kind of behavior is a bit low, "If you want to go to the bar, we can just go directly, why do we rely on this?"

"We don't have much money, so of course we have to save some money." Yue Ziming persuaded.

"I learned to draw, not to participate in this kind of competition." Fei Jingyu looked at those who were drawing on the bench, and said disdainfully, "Shame on me."

Jiang Mochen frowned, and Yan Qingchi also felt that this was not very pleasant, "Fei Jingyu," he reminded, "Even if you don't like it, don't say it, they are just playing a game for fun Forget it, neither stealing nor robbing, nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, we are in other people's territory. If you say that others can't understand Chinese, that's all. I understand. When the time comes to fight, we may not be able to Get out of here well."

"What do you know?" Fei Jingyu looked at him, "Can you draw? Have you ever learned how to draw? A painter, for a few free glasses of beer, shows off his painting skills in public and asks others to comment on it." , This is a shame. Professional painters only participate in the prescribed competitions, understand?"

As Fei Jingyu said, his tone was full of contempt, he was not afraid of Yan Qingchi, even if Yan Qingchi quarreled with him, he thought it would be a good thing instead. Before Fei Jingyu came to this show, his agent had said to him - black and red are also red. The entertainment industry has never been afraid of a lot of black fans, nor is it afraid of black red, what is most afraid of is obscurity. Fei Jingyu and his manager analyzed the recording guests, and finally, they focused on Yan Qingchi.

For them, Jiang Mochen's character is too high, and Fei Jingyu can't reach it even if he steps on a ladder, and the other people may be as well-known as him, or not as famous as him. Only Yan Qingchi is more famous than him, but his debut time is not too long, and his fans are not crazy. If he can be tied down, even if it is to quarrel on the show and become a rival, then it is worth it.

If Fei Jingyu can overwhelm him in any way, it will be even better if he publishes a draft and pushes it to the whole network.

So Fei Jingyu is very proud, he has almost already thought of the name of the draft ""Best Partner" 12 guests, surpassing Yan Qingchi, his talent is ranked first", he looked at Yan Qing Chi, with a contemptuous tone, "This means that you specialize in art. Brother Yan, maybe I am not as popular as you, but I am professional in painting."