Behind the scenes of the entertainment industry

Gu Xintong, who changed into a T-shirt, helped Zhou Cheng up, who was still lying on the ground. After Zhou Cheng took the key and opened the door, he entered the room for the first time.

After passing through the study room and the living room, Zhou Cheng went to the bedroom with the help of Gu Xintong, and lay on his bed to relieve the contusion caused by his muscles hitting the ground.

"Brother landlord, the layout of your house is really old. This wooden bed is probably older than me."

Gu Xintong looked at the simple layout of the room and a few pieces of old furniture. He no longer had any doubts about Grandma Liu's statement that the landlord was anxious to rent out the room because he was short of money. At the same time, he was glad that he, a recent graduate, could rent it out at such a favorable price.

, rented such a single room near the Third Ring Road.

When Gu Xintong moved, her classmates who were also looking for a house, when they heard the price, either said she was lucky or suspected that her landlord, whom she had never met, was a pervert.

From Gu Xintong's point of view, Zhou Cheng is considered a gentleman.

"You can call me Zhou Cheng." Hearing what Gu Xintong had been calling him, Zhou Chenggong knew that the other party had forgotten his name. After correcting her, he pointed to the wooden bed on which he was lying and said to her: "

What do you kids know? Did you see that this is an authentic Qing Dynasty rosewood plank bed, passed down to me by my grandfather. Look at this paste and shape, if you get it from Panjiayuan, you won’t get the price of a house.

, I won’t even change it.”

"Haha, it seems like nothing is wrong with you, just lie down here." Gu Xintong could also tell that Zhou Cheng was deceiving in his words. This was a characteristic of the Yanjing people she had come into contact with during her four years of schooling in Yanjing.

Since Zhou Cheng could still joke, it seemed like nothing serious happened. Gu Xintong said, "If anything happens, just call me."

"Well, nothing's wrong..." Zhou Cheng also understood that it was not convenient for a man and a woman to be alone in the same room in the middle of the night. More importantly, he couldn't cheer up, so he waved her away.

------The dividing line of back pain--------

On a summer morning, the sun began to rise from the east at around five o'clock. When the first ray of sunlight shined through the roller blinds on Zhou Cheng's face, it was already six o'clock.

Under the interference of the sun, Zhou Cheng woke up from his sleep. He stood up, raised his hands high, first stretched his torso, and then moved his waist left and right. The fatigue from last night had completely disappeared, and he couldn't help but sigh.

In a word, it’s good to be young.

After changing clothes and washing up, Zhou Cheng is ready to start today's five-kilometer exercise.

When we came to the yard, the door of the West Bungalow was closed, and she probably hadn't gotten up yet. It seemed that the girl was worried that lack of sleep would affect her skin. This was true. And today was Saturday, so it was normal for her to sleep a little longer.

Zhou Cheng did not disturb his tenant's rest. He left the community and jogged along the alley to the West Third Ring Road. He followed the West Third Ring Road and ran towards Lotus Pond Park.

As the largest park near the West Third Ring Road, the lotus pond is full of red flowers reflecting the sun and exuding a light fragrance. It is also the birthplace of Yanjing City. There is a saying that "there was a lotus pond first and then there was Yanjing City". This beautiful scenery also attracts

Many surrounding residents came here for morning exercises and walks. While Zhou Cheng was jogging around the lotus pond, he saw many acquaintances from the same community.

When Zhou Cheng was halfway around the lake, someone suddenly patted him from behind, and then Gu Xintong, wearing a white sportswear, appeared on his right side, walking alongside him.

"Morning, landlord."

"morning."

Zhou Cheng didn't know when she started, but seeing that the back of her sportswear top was soaked, he knew that the intensity of the exercise was more than his own.

This park is very big. A lap around the lake is nearly three kilometers. Zhou Cheng used to go back the same way after running around the lake. After running around today, he saw that Gu Xintong was continuing, so he gritted his teeth and followed.

After two consecutive laps, Zhou Cheng couldn't run anymore and slumped down on a wooden chair in the park. The amount of exercise he had done today had far exceeded his limit, and he even doubted whether he still had the strength to run all the way back.

"You can't sit down after running. You need to stand up and walk slowly for a certain distance to achieve the effect of exercise." Gu Xintong probably reached his limit, half-hunched over, holding his knees with both hands, and said to Zhou Cheng in a rough dress.

"Okay, take two steps." Zhou Cheng saw that a newsstand not far away was open for business. He reluctantly stood up holding the back of the chair, went to the newsstand and bought two bottles of water, and handed one to Gu Xintong.

"Thank you!" Gu Xintong originally brought a sports bottle and had probably finished it. He was not polite when he saw the mineral water handed over by Zhou Cheng.

After drinking most of the bottle of water and replenishing the water lost during running, Zhou Cheng looked at Gu Xintong, who recovered faster than himself, and couldn't help but praise: "I didn't expect your physical fitness to be so good. I was always around the lake."

I ran around for a while, and then trotted all the way back. I didn’t expect that you would take me for another lap today.”

"I used to be an athlete for a period of time, and I haven't relaxed my exercise since I went to college, so I have maintained a little better." Gu Xintong wiped the sweat with the towel on his shoulder.

"Athlete? You don't study judo, do you?" Zhou Cheng suddenly remembered that she once told him that she had learned judo, and that the move she used to throw herself last night was so standard.

"Yes." Gu Xintong smiled sheepishly: "Later, I gave up because I was worried about getting fat."

"You've maintained your figure really well. It would be a bit of a loss if you didn't become a model." Zhou Cheng looked at the girl's slim figure and couldn't help but praise her.

Gu Xintong is about 170 centimeters tall, but her long straight legs are almost one meter tall, which makes her look almost the same as Zhou Cheng, who is 178 centimeters tall.

And Gu Xintong is a girl with great contrast. If you only look at her facial features, you will feel that she is a little tough, especially those charming red and phoenix eyes, which will emit a compelling and sharp light when she is serious in speech. In addition, she

With her sharp short hair, it was no surprise that Grandma Liu mistook her for a boy.

But when she smiles, her eyes will bend down, and the smile from the corners of her eyes and the two shallow dimples on her face will make her more feminine, and she will even forget about the short hair that brings

A sense of impact. Although this characteristic is very fascinating, Zhou Cheng does not want to develop a relationship with her beyond friendship.

"Let's go, Brother Tong. I'll treat you to breakfast to celebrate your moving into my humble home and becoming my neighbor."

Now that Gu Xintong rents his own house has become an established fact, Zhou Cheng doesn't want it to be too embarrassing for the two of them under the same roof. He simply calls her Brother Tong according to his own habits, so that everyone will live together in the future, but there will be no

There is too much sense of estrangement between men and women.

"Brother Tong?" Gu Xintong touched her short hair. She was smart and knew that this was Zhou Cheng's definition of the relationship between the two, which made her feel more at ease.

"Brother Cheng, I remember that you seem to be the boss of some brokerage company. You only want one breakfast. It seems that your landlord is quite stingy."

"Xingcheng Culture Co., Ltd." Zhou Cheng corrected angrily: "If you think I'm stingy, then come and invite me."

"No, thank you, Brother Cheng." Seeing that Zhou Cheng was unmoved, Gu Xintong began to say miserably: "I am just a newly graduated student, and I am still in the internship period. My monthly salary is only enough to pay the rent.

Three meals a day and transportation expenses.”

"Let's go, I'll treat you to breakfast." Zhou Cheng gave the empty bottle to an aunt who was walking and scavenging, and walked back with Gu Xintong.

"I didn't expect you, a southern girl, to be able to drink soybean juice?" Zhou Cheng saw a copy of her ID card at that time. Gu Xintong's hometown is Gan Province, a province with a relatively low presence.

Gu Xintong held a burnt ring, dipped it in the bean juice, took a bite, and thought about it: "When we were training before, chicken breast boiled in white water was more difficult to swallow than this. Since then, I have never had it again.

Picky eating problem.”

Listening to this girl's words, Zhou Cheng discovered another point in which she was in tune with him.