818 My current roommate who is a fanboy [Entertainment]

Chapter 20

It was late at night, and Geng Zhou stood at the door of the hotel sobering up.The wind outside was indeed much stronger than the one from upstairs through the shutters. Geng Zhou was wearing thin clothes today, standing in the wind, wrapped his coat tightly, and waiting tremblingly for the car to pick him up.

It is good to have a well-developed network. It turned out that Geng Zhou had to wait for a long time before he could wait for a taxi passing by here. Now he only needs to click on an app and book a seat, and an amateur express car will take him.

The mobile phone showed that the express train would take 3 minutes to arrive. The longer Geng Zhou waited, the colder he became. Compared with his upper body, his legs without long johns were colder.Anyway, there was no one on the road now, so he didn't care about his image, he bent down slowly, squatted down and played with Xiaole, waiting for the car to come.

After playing a round, Geng Zhou heard the sound of wheels rubbing against the asphalt road getting clearer and closer to him.

There were footsteps in his ears, and someone came in front of him.

Geng Zhou paused, put his phone back in his trouser pocket, and squinted his eyes upwards, fully taking in the figure on the opposite side.

The man should have come here on purpose, with messy hair, wearing silk pajamas and pajamas, a long dark black down jacket, and a pair of cotton slippers on his feet.He was panting heavily, bent over, and supported his knees, such a handsome and beautiful person looked a little embarrassed at this moment.

"Get in the car." Ye Zhiyin calmed down and said with a frown.

Geng Zhou got up silently, and followed Ye Zhiyin to his commercial vehicle parked at the intersection. At this moment, there was a sound of horns from behind, and a black Volkswagen with its searchlights flashing. The owner of the car was a man in his 40s. A middle-aged man, he poked his head out of the car window: "Hey, handsome guy, does your phone end with 0423?"

Ye Zhiyin looked down at the young man standing beside him.

Geng Zhou nodded subconsciously: "...Yes."

The middle-aged man still poked his head persistently, and cursed loudly: "Then you were the one who called the car just now? I took a long way to come here to pick you up. Don't tell me, don't you?" We're in the car."

This is indeed the express car he called 3 minutes ago.

Geng Zhou couldn't get off the tiger, and wanted to go over to apologize, and explained to the driver master that his friend came to pick him up, and he would cancel the order later.He had only taken half a step before Ye Zhiyin grabbed his wrist and slipped back to his original position.

Ye Zhiyin glanced at the dusty Volkswagen behind him, and said slowly, "I'm sorry, you can go back, this handsome guy was cut off by me."

"...!!!"

Geng Zhou looked at Ye Zhiyin in shock, but the latter's expression was not very good-looking. He silently stuffed Geng Zhou into the co-pilot, helped him fasten his seat belt, went back and sat in the driver's seat, and the moment he closed the car door, Ye Zhiyin glanced at the middle-aged man who looked constipated, and smiled unceremoniously.

It doesn't matter if you lose a business order, anyway, you can't make money with a single order, the main reason is that the feeling of being suppressed is so uncomfortable.A middle-aged man sits in the driver's seat, the more he thinks about it, the more unwilling he becomes. Does being a driver depend on his looks these days?

Ye Zhiyin drove the car to another intersection, looked directly at the opposite side, and asked, "Do you want to throw up?"

After Geng Zhou shook his head, he realized that Ye Zhiyin wasn't looking at him, so he said softly, "I don't want to."

"Oh." Ye Zhiyin ignored him.

I don't know whether it was cold by Ye Zhiyin's low air pressure, or if he was frozen by the wind outside before, Geng Zhou sat back in the car with the heater on, still feeling cold, and couldn't help wrapping his coat tighter.

Ye Zhiyin silently glanced at Geng Zhou, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner in the car.

For a long while, neither of them spoke.

Ye Zhiyin couldn't help it anymore, he pretended to cough twice, "Well, who was that uncle just now?"

Geng Zhou replied honestly: "I called the express train."

Ye Zhiyin held the steering wheel and said nothing.After 2 minutes, he humbly asked, "What is the express train?"

"..." Geng Zhou knew that Ye Zhiyin was segregated from society, but he didn't expect the isolation to be like this. The severity was much worse than that of Ye Zhiyin later.Geng Zhou patiently explained to Ye Zhiyin what an express train is.

After explaining for two or three minutes, Ye Zhiyin understood, even though he understood, he was still very puzzled: "So you call this kind of car to take you home at night?"

"What's wrong?" Geng Zhou asked.

Ye Zhiyin seemed to be mentally retarded, "Don't you think it's dangerous?"

Geng Zhou smiled and said, "I'm not a girl, so what are you afraid of?"

Ye Zhiyin held his breath, and had no position to criticize him. He just murmured in his heart, "You are much whiter than a girl", and there was nothing else to do.

Geng Zhou said: "It's you, pretending to be a peer to compete, and you're pretty cool."

"I am willing." Ye Zhiyin didn't realize how childish his behavior was just now.After a pause, he asked about something serious, "By the way, what do you want from me today?"

Hearing the sound, Geng Zhou's breathing stopped for half a second, and he spread his hands indifferently: "It's nothing."

Ye Zhiyin hummed.

"Even if there is, it's too late." Geng Zhou pointed at the wristwatch Ye Zhiyin was wearing, and teased, pretending to be relaxed, "Look at what time it is now, I've waited until the day lily is cold."

"..." Ye Zhiyin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "I'm sorry."

"???" Geng Zhou thought he heard it wrong.Is this person who apologized politely, really that nasty Ye Zhiyin?

Geng Zhou said in disbelief, "Are you really Ye Zhiyin? Could it be someone sent by aliens to pretend?"

Ye Zhiyin gave him a blank look.

Geng Zhou smiled and said: "Hey, I really believe this, it's original, it's original."

Ye Zhiyin asked: "Don't be sloppy with me, why are you asking me out today?"

Geng Zhou slowly put away his smile, propped his chin, looked at the sparkling tear mole in the corner of Ye Zhiyin's eyes, and wrote lightly: "It's actually nothing, just remember that I'm going to shoot an advertisement today."

Ye Zhiyin said he remembered.

Geng Zhou continued: "The commercial director had a good impression of me. Together with some seniors on the set, we went to Jiangnan Restaurant for a meal, and I also drank some wine."

Ye Zhiyin rolled his eyes at him again: "A little wine?"

Geng Zhou raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay, I drank a lot of wine. The point is not with me. The director has a doting little daughter. The little girl is your little fan and wants your autograph. The director asked me to call You, let you come here for a while, and get to know people by the way. I waited and waited, but you didn’t come, so it’s really embarrassing and thrown into the Pacific Ocean.” Geng Zhou deliberately explained this passage with a hippie smile, just to let Ye Zhiyin Reduce some guilt.

And Ye Zhiyin's focus doesn't seem to be on the director's side either.

He glanced at Geng Zhou strangely, his sharp eyes seemed to see through him: "Do you have my mobile phone number?"

"..." Geng Zhou rubbed the corners of "Tudu"'s protruding eyes with a headache, and found a shield, "I asked Manager Li for it."

Ye Zhiyin's face turned cold all of a sudden, no matter how Geng Zhou coaxed him, people ignored him.

It wasn't until he reached the downstairs of Geng Zhou's house that Ye Zhiyin calmed down a little, and his complexion looked better.Geng Zhou quickly took off his seat belt, and was about to open the car door, but Ye Zhiyin grabbed his wrist.

The person asked shamelessly, "Are you my fan?"

"..." Geng Zhou couldn't help but laugh, "What?"

Ye Zhiyin said: "Otherwise, why would you deliberately approach me?"

Geng Zhou's gaze flickered for a few seconds, and he teased Ye Zhiyin's curly hair on his temples jokingly, wrapping it around his fingertips to play with.

Ye Zhiyin froze immediately, his back kept shrinking, trying to keep a distance from Geng Zhou, writing the word "dislike" forcefully all over his body.Geng Zhou smiled, stopped his teasing actions, met Ye Zhiyin's gaze directly, blinked ambiguously and playfully, and said, "Guess why?"

"...I don't like men." I don't know whether it was because of nervousness or anger, Ye Zhiyin's whole face turned red, even worse than the drunk Geng Zhou.

Geng Zhou was a little disappointed, but he didn't want to make it too obvious.He smiled softly, leaned on the seat and said with emotion: "Don't worry, I don't like men either." After a pause, Geng Zhou said self-deceivingly: "I just think you are handsome and tall, with a good personality, and you Talent, I want to make friends with you."

Ye Zhiyin likes to hear others praise him, but once Geng Zhou praised him, he believed everything, thinking that he thought too much.

Geng Zhou smiled and opened the car door, "Then I'm leaving."

Closing the car door, with his back to Ye Zhiyin, Geng Zhou put away his bland smile and walked slowly on the way back to his small rented house.Ye Zhiyin also restarted the engine, and the two went in opposite directions.

Every season seems to be very short. In the past few days, it was snowing heavily and the wind was bitter. These days, the weather has warmed up, and the temperature has slowly climbed to ten degrees. Bloated down jackets and thick coats were put on light skirts.

Three days later, the previous director came to ask him out again, saying that he had something to thank him for, and also asked him to watch the completed film of the previous commercial.Geng Zhou knew that if it was a movie, it was fake, but if something was true, he couldn't refuse, so he went to the cafe mentioned by the director.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhiyin was also present.

The director smiled when he saw Geng Zhou, and when Geng Zhou was seated, he ordered a cup of coffee for Geng Zhou, and then got down to business.

"Xiaoye came to my house today." The director said gratifiedly, "He said he came to apologize. He was recording an album that day and couldn't leave. Today he brought a new album and came here to apologize."

"New album?" Geng Zhou looked at Ye Zhiyin in surprise.

Ye Zhiyin ordered a cup of black coffee without sugar, and was bitter to the heart.But he didn't want others to find out that he thought the coffee was bitter, so he tried his best to make his expression look calm, but Ye Zhiyin still betrayed himself by frowning unconsciously.

Geng Zhou pushed the cup of coffee in his hand to Ye Zhiyin without anyone noticing, pretending to casually recall Ye Zhiyin's cup of coffee, and congratulated with a smile: "It turns out that Brother Ye's album has been released, really congratulations."

The director waved his hands again and again: "Xiaoye said it wasn't released, but she gave one to my daughter first. Is this an exclusive release?"

Geng Zhou wanted to say something polite, but Ye Zhiyin nodded solemnly and said, "No one else has heard of this album except me and Mr. Liang Yin. I hope Director Wang and Qianjin Ling will keep it a secret."

The director laughed loudly: "Of course, I understand the rules in the industry."

Ye Zhiyin's phone vibrated twice.

Liar: My cup is a cappuccino with two spoons of milk and two spoons of sugar. I haven’t tried it myself, so you can drink it with confidence.

Ye Zhiyin lowered his head and took a sip, his brows and eyes stretched a little.

Geng Zhou tasted it along the rim of Ye Zhiyin's cup. It was indeed bitter, but he was not as afraid of bitterness as Ye Zhiyin.

He turned to Ye Zhiyin and asked, "Did you sign it?"

"...I signed it." Ye Zhiyin hesitated for a moment, and realized that Geng Zhou asked about giving away the album, "Do you want to sign it? My signature comes with a smiley face."

Geng Zhou knew about this. Ye Zhiyin's signature has a characteristic, he likes to add a smiley face after his signature.He is really contradictory, looks very indifferent, has a vicious tongue and loves face, even his parents can't stand Ye Zhiyin's temper.

But many details can feel that he is such a warm person.

After finishing the business, the director left first. He said that his daughter's mother is not here today, so he should accompany her more.

Only Geng Zhou and Ye Zhiyin were left in the cafe.

They haven't seen each other for a few days, and the atmosphere between the two is slightly awkward.

Geng Zhou had nothing to say: "I haven't seen your assistant for several times, how is he?"

Ye Zhiyin's expression was normal at first, but when Geng Zhou mentioned this person, his expression became very strange.

"Perhaps you will never see this man again."

Geng Zhou: "What's wrong?"

Ye Zhiyin said: "It's nothing, he did something that made me very angry."