China Entertainment 2000

The collision between the cans erupted from the woman's hearty laughter.

The beef and mutton skewers sprinkled with cumin were grilled until they were sizzling with oil. Fan Xiaopang, who had a rare indulgence, had a huge appetite. He smeared the chili noodles at a speed even faster than Zhou Yi——

"Are you a starving ghost and reincarnated? Can you eat so much? Are you still hungry, Mrs. Chen?"

Zhou Yi looked at Fan Xiaopang who was enjoying his meal in a funny way. The latter might have choked on the chili noodles and coughed several times in a row. He hurriedly drank several gulps of beer and suppressed the damn choking feeling - —

"Unlike you, I don't have the habit and time to exercise. I haven't touched this thing in three months. I didn't dare to order these even if I came for late-night snacks. At most, I would eat some seafood."

Regarding Zhou Yi's behavior of a well-fed man not knowing how hungry a hungry man is, Fan Xiaopang, who didn't bother to wipe his mouth, let out a long "haha", and his red lips couldn't help opening and closing to breathe under the soft and non-glaring light at the door of the store. ——Being spicy.

"Then you still have to thank me?" Zhou Yi, whose attention was somewhat distracted by the red lips, chewed the mutton chops slowly.

Fan Xiaopang felt as if there was a piece of meat stuck between his teeth. He kept picking at his teeth with the tip of his tongue: "Thank you, why didn't you thank me?"

"You have to be sincere when you say thank you. How about your sincerity?"

"..."

Fan Xiaopang was stunned for a moment at first. After reacting, he turned around and glanced around, asking, "Are you sure you want to express your sincerity here?"

As she spoke, she adjusted the large sweatshirt she was wearing——

It looks even more bulging.

"If you dare, I have no objection."

How could Zhou Yi be afraid of this? He bent his elbow on the table with his right hand and flicked the beer can twice, making two "bang bang" sounds: "The big deal is that we will make headlines together tomorrow, I don't care."

"Forget it, I don't want to be another heroine with a hidden alley door."

"I'm not that kind of person. Watch less candid photos."

"Yes, yes, everything you said is right."

Fan Xiaopang nodded perfunctorily, and after finishing the last bunch, he took a tissue and wiped his mouth: "Do you still want to eat? If you still want to eat, I can order more from the boss?"

"No, I can't be full anymore."

As if to prove it, Zhou Yi opened his mouth and burped: "There is no need to sleep at night, you take full responsibility."

"Not far away is Hong Kong Park. If you want to hold on, you can go for a walk and eat something."

"Walking in the park in the middle of the night? You are quite leisurely and elegant. If you know, I am just eating, but if you don't know, you think I am going to be a thief."

Zhou Yi curled his lips: "Then I might as well go back to the hotel and lie down to rest."

"Strange, don't you like the outdoors very much?"

"..."

After seeing the speechless expression on Zhou Yi's face, Fan Xiaopang stood up with a smile and walked towards the store - "Boss, check out."

Obviously, this girl and Cai Zhuoyan are on a collision course.

After all, the photo was clearly taken, and Yinghuang's announcement to the outside world was obviously just to deceive Cai Zhuoyan's fans.

"Let's go. If you don't want to eat, then go back to the hotel."

Soon, after paying, Fatty Fan came back, picked up his unfinished bottle of beer from the table, and put on his hood with his left hand.

"It's not easy to digest food. It's just a walk back to the hotel from here."

Zhou Yi chuckled lightly, swung his black jacket with one hand and put it on his shoulder. He also picked up the remaining half bottle of beer with the other hand and followed closely: "It depends on whether you are willing to leave."

"Are you inviting me?"

"You can understand that I am warming up the food."

"Really, but what if I don't want to serve it now?"

"What should I do? This is simple. Add some vinegar to change the flavor?"

Zhou Yi, who was walking on the empty streets and lighting the beer can with the tail finger of his left hand, joked with a smile.

"I didn't - well I admit it was a bit."

Fan Xiaopang smiled self-deprecatingly: "I know my reason is very unreasonable. After all, I am not your girlfriend, but I still feel very unhappy when I think of that scheming girl named Cai."

"You two have a conflict?"

"No."

When he reached the end of the alley, Fan Xiaopang, who felt a little tired, didn't care whether the ground was cold or dirty, so he simply sat down on the curb, spread his legs, and put one hand on his knee. He raised his head and took a sip of beer.

Zhou Yi, who glanced down at her, smiled and sat down on the edge of the curb. He raised his eyes to look at the dim street lights, as if counting the invisible lines of the lights. He concentrated and said nothing.

The two of them stayed in silence, one mouthful and one mouthful, until the wine was finished.

The street lamps not far away seemed to be a bit difficult to see. Some of them flickered for a few rounds before finally extinguishing their light.

"Hiccup~

"How should I put it? Actually, I still want to fight for myself."

Fatty Fan burped and hid her face under her hood. She squeezed the clean beer can again and again.

The index finger of his left hand rested on the bottom of the can, spinning it noncommittally.

"You know, since I followed Queen Mother Chen, I have seen and heard a lot about the dark side of the entertainment industry in Hong Kong."

Fan Xiaopang, who stretched out his hand to rub his face, couldn't help but chuckle when he said this: "I suddenly discovered that all the things I refused in that old woman's company, the popular actresses here in Hong Kong can't say 100% , at least 80% of them have done it.

"Because of you, that old woman chose to settle with me out of court. And because of you, at least there is Yinghuang in Hong Kong who takes good care of me. I know very well how much I weigh now. If I hadn't seen In your face, I would not be so comfortable in Hong Kong and the Mainland.

"You know the Huayi brothers in the Mainland, they also wanted to use that old woman's power to suppress me at first and wanted to sign me away. But after I used your reputation to escape, they suddenly became very polite to me. ”

"It's a little effort, no need to be polite."

"Book of Changes."

Fan Xiaopang turned her head, her hood covered half of her face, and looked at the man sitting here with her with one eye: "I'm curious, why didn't you just come to me to make a deal? I’m even ready for it.”

"Of course it's because I'm caring. I've said it a long time ago that there is no one more caring than me in this world." Looking at each other, Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and spread his hands and said, "Absolutely not. "

"..."

The feeling of vulnerability without makeup eventually disappeared with the removal of the hood. Fan Xiaopang, who was teased by the man's weird words, tried several times to suppress the raised corners of his mouth but failed, and finally managed to laugh out loud: "It's limited to love for women, right?"

"As you say, this is my preference for women. You can't make me prefer men. I'm quite normal."

Zhou Yi shrugged and threw the can in his hand into the trash can not far away - there was a clanging sound when the can was smashed in.

"It makes some sense, but I'm still upset."

"So, do you want to separate?"

"No."

Fan Xiaopang stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhou Yi's long-sleeved collar, and walked him towards him: "If, I mean, if one day, you are taken over by me, will you be able to endure this? "

Zhou Yi, who was grabbed by the collar, thought for a second: "It's not impossible, after all, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. But do you really think you will have this chance? I thought you were joking."

"It doesn't matter."

After receiving the definite answer, Fan Xiaopang loosened his collar: "Then we have made a deal. As long as I continue to fight for one day, our bet will still be valid."

"You will be desperate in the future."

"What are you afraid of? In the worst case, can I just be your mistress? I won't suffer any loss. If you lose, I will be your mistress, if you win, I will be your wife. I will make the most of it."

"?"

Zhou Yi smiled: "Is there a possibility that you, the mistress, may not even be able to keep your position?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Fan Xiaopang geared up and said with high morale: "Just because of that person named Cai? What is she comparing to me?"

"Well, maybe she sings better than you?"

"..."

Fan Xiaopang, who had been so excited just now, felt like a basin of cold water was being poured on his head - "Just tell me, is there a possibility that I am actually a unique singing prodigy?"

Fan Xiaopang, who has met many film and television singers and singers in Hong Kong, pinched his throat, coughed, and tried to make his voice sound a little tighter.

Zhou Yi blinked without any hesitation: "Don't worry, this is absolutely impossible."

"I'm also talented in music. I'm good at flute. I also play some other musical instruments. Like drums, guzheng and so on."

The more he talked about it, the more interesting it became. Fan Xiaopang, who felt like he was about to believe it, also listed in detail the awards he had won as a flute student: "My dad is a singer, and he was also a singer in an art troupe. Logically speaking, I He should also have this talent.”

"Pull you down."

Zhou Yi's eyes almost rolled to the sky: "I really don't think anyone has ever heard you sing, right? I shouldn't mention that you were so ugly when you sang "Rain Butterfly" with that Zhao Wei."

When "Huan Zhuge Ge" was aired, the two of them sang the ending song "Rain Butterfly" on a program in the Mainland. In terms of voice quality alone, Fan Xiaopang was immediately blown away. He is basically at the level of a KTV enthusiast, not yet to the level of a Mai Ba.

"That's because I haven't practiced. I only know how to play an instrument."

Fan Xiaopang, who felt that he came from a literary and artistic family, immediately said: "Come on, go back to the hotel now, go to your room, and I will show you my musical instrument skills."

"Why do you still want to go to my room?"

"Because you have musical instruments in your room. I'm an actor now. What musical instruments should I bring?"

"I only have the guitar and piano in my room, nothing else."

"Oh, then I won't."

"..."

You are quite honest.

Zhou Yi, who thought she would say "It doesn't matter, I can do it," also patted his butt and stood up: "No, it doesn't matter. You can call me teacher and I will teach you for free..."

Under the dim street lights, two people had a big dispute over the tuition fee——

Fan Xiaopang thought it was just one time.

Zhou Yi commented sharply on how to maintain your health?

"To maintain my health, I must maintain my health. I have to survive those competitors."

After the showdown, Fan Xiaopang was extremely ambitious.

To be honest, ever since the scandal between Zhou Yi and Cai Zhuoyan in Hong Kong was confirmed by the industry, she had a vague idea in her mind - she had to do something to catch Zhou Yi as much as possible.

Otherwise, as Zhou Yi's status becomes higher and higher in the future, it is difficult to say whether he will be able to reach the position and... whether he will be able to reach the position in the end.

For a smart person like Zhou Yi, she would definitely not be able to win in the end by pretending to be stupid, and it would definitely be difficult for her to imitate the scheming girl Cai Zhuoyan.

After thinking about it, she felt that the only thing she could do was to confess her heart to him - since Zhou Yi had already seen countless tricks, it would be even more embarrassing for her to do the opposite and directly expose her true feelings. sincere.

From this, the agreement came into being.

As for letting go.

Don't be kidding, she met Zhou Yi when he only released one album. They have known each other since the beginning of time, not to mention that Zhou Yi also has the buff of "savior". How could she be willing? Let go.

After returning to the hotel room, Fan Xiaopang took the shower first and spent nearly half an hour rubbing himself before getting out of the bathroom.

After walking out of the master bedroom, he was about to go to the living room to call Zhou Yi to wash up, but found that he seemed to be trying something at the piano - playing some strange notes with his fingertips.

Fan Xiaopang felt a little strange.

It's already past four in the morning. Do you really want to teach me how to play the piano?

"You are--"

Before Fan Xiaopang could finish his words, a burst of unusually joyful piano music sounded.

"La la la la la la la la la……"

Zhou Yina's particularly beautiful voice when singing made Fan Xiaopang's eyes light up when she sang the beginning - she had never heard this intro before.

Did he use "La La La La" instead because he hadn't thought of the lyrics yet?

After repeating "La la la la" twice in a row, in Fan Xiaopang's eyes, Zhou Yi seemed to have just thought of the lyrics. As soon as he opened his mouth, she was stunned in place——

"The man and woman sitting at the alleyway hugged each other tightly.

"Staying there motionless, the world seems to have nothing to do with them~

"What kind of mood, what kind of mood

"Is this love~~"

This is……?

Fan Xiaopang slowly typed a question mark, and what he subconsciously wanted to ask was suppressed when he looked into Zhou Yi's smiling eyes.

That couple sitting at the alley?

Is it me and him?

Just me and him.

Did he write a song just for me?

"La la la la la la la la la……"

It was another la la la that seemed like the words had not been thought out well. The simple brainwashing melody had already made Fan Xiaopang hum along gently.

"The man and woman sitting at the alley had no expression on their faces.

"The street lights went out one by one, but they never said a word

"What kind of emotion, what kind of emotion~"

The ten fingers suddenly stopped on the piano keys, and the next second, they pressed down violently——

"Is this love~~~"

The breakpoint music put a bright smile on Fan Xiaopang's face, who was already following the rhythm.

The scene of sitting on the curb at the alley, from silence to openness of heart, flashed in front of the woman in a loop along with Zhou Yi's extremely simple singing, like a movie replaying.

"La, la la la, la la la la~"

Another repetitive la la la, this time Fan Xiaopang can already sing along loudly. While singing, they looked at each other and laughed: "The couple sitting at the alley, their laughter never stops~"

As the piano sound suddenly stopped, Fan Xiaopang was still as happy as a child who had received a beloved gift, and he was still repeating the simple lyrics that Zhou Yi had just sung.

"What's the name of this song?"

"have no idea."

Zhou Yi, who stopped playing, raised the corners of his mouth and tilted his head slightly while looking at each other: "How about we just call it "The Man and Woman Sitting at the Alley"?"

"...Is it for me?"

Fan Xiaopang didn't even notice that when she asked this question, there was a hint of anxiety and hope in her voice.

She had received many gifts since she was a child, but she had never received one so special.

"Yes, if you ask that, at this time..."

Facing Fan Xiaopang's expectant eyes, Zhou Yi pretended to draw a long note in distress.

"I don't care! This song is mine! It was given to me!"

Xiaopang Fan, who was only wrapped in a bath towel, rushed forward like a hungry tiger and blocked Zhou Yi's unsaid words with his own mouth——

"No one can sing this song but you and me."

Fan Xiaopang, who was gasping for air due to lack of oxygen, crossed his legs and almost hung on him, holding his cheek close at hand with an extremely serious expression.

"Do you know that you only have a bath towel on you now? Are you challenging my endurance?"

Zhou Yi's answer said everything.

Fan Xiaopang beamed with joy. He immediately leaned towards the man's ear, bit his earlobe and whispered, "Don't you want to press me down on the piano?"