Later, Qi Ji still sent Wan Chukong a sentence "Congratulations on winning the award."

He sighed relieved without replying on WeChat.

He is a little confused about how to face Wan Chukong now.

Qi Ji's friends range is very narrow, either from junior high school classmates, or from a dance studio or from a colleague in the same company.

Like Wan Chukong, two people first meet each other on the Internet and then meet in reality... It is really special.

But the two people have the same preferences and live in close proximity. If they really can become friends, it would be nice to make an appointment to play games and chat occasionally.

Qi Ji was both expectant and afraid of this.

He always needs to adapt to new people and things, especially this person is Wan Chukong, who is "destined husband" on the Internet.

Qi Ji's life has always been very simple. As he said in his interview, he likes cats, plays games and watches anime.

The five years of being a trainee were very hard, and I worked hard every day for a goal that I don’t know if I could achieve.

Su Mianchao said many times that he could not hold on, but Qi Ji never said he was hard or tired. He didn't seem to be very excited about the company's debut list.

When things happened naturally, he accepted them naturally.

It just takes some time to get used to.

The next morning, Qi Ji and his members were already sitting on the plane, and Wan Chukong sent a sentence: [Thank you.]

This sentence "thank you" is also full of politeness and alienation.

Qi Ji couldn't understand that Wan Chukong was more complicated than anyone he had met. Before turning on the flight mode, he hesitated and returned a kitten expression.

This time, the work location was chosen in a city with pleasant climate, and Qiji and his members adjusted their rest in the hotel.

Fu Shuang, who was in the same room, fell asleep while Qi Ji tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. So he turned on his phone to watch the video. A kitten, two kittens, and a nest of orange cats... he was about to fall asleep, and his fingers subconsciously stroked it up.

The accelerated voice-changing female voice in the video said: "Do you feel lonely if you live alone? Do you have no pets at home?"

"You say you're alone, it's a horror movie if you're not living alone... There are cats at home and three cats."

Qi Ji opened his eyes and saw Wan Chukong's face in the video.

The man had a shadow from childhood, but his cheeks were more profound, and the lines of his jaw bones became very smooth. The childishness between his eyebrows and eyes when he was a child completely dissipated, and he became the person in front of him. He was gentle and smiling on the screen, answering questions with ease, and he showed a very similar look when two people first met.

Qi Ji blinked. He would pass by the celebrity videos he would watch, but this time he stopped by a traitor.

The female voice continued to ask, "What do you usually do at home? Can you suck cats?"

After thinking for a while, the man replied: "Let's play games and watch TV. Cats are afraid of people and are a little afraid of me."

It turns out that he knew that cats were afraid of him.

Then what did you do not admit before!

"What kind of TV do you watch? Can you watch the movies you star in?"

"Watch whatever is broadcast on TV, and sometimes I will accompany you... I will watch some anime." Wan Chukong replied slowly, "Which movie do you mean by yourself?"

After the host's female voice said a few names, the video jumped back to its originality and was played again.

Qi Ji clicked on the comment, and the first one suddenly reads: [I was shocked and I thought I could say "Cicada Time"]

Comment reply: [It is unlikely, I should communicate before the interview and cannot mention it.]

Why can't you mention it?

Qi Ji paused his finger and accidentally clicked another comment: [There are cats at home, but three are still there, so happy]

[Why are cats afraid of him? Is he abused cats?]

[It means that I like it very much. Is there any serious illness upstairs/silent/silent]

Then a knock on the door interrupted Qi Ji's thoughts. He hesitated and stood up and walked over.

There was a rustling sound outside the door, and the rustling sound of speaking.

He stood at the door and waited for a while, but the door was knocked again. This time the sound was even smaller, but it woke Fu Shuang on another bed.

The boy raised his head in a daze, "Brother?"

Qi Ji immediately made a "shhh" gesture.

Fu Shuang immediately understood and grabbed the pillow in annoyance and buried herself in it.

"Fu Shuang? Are you in there?" The girl's laughing voice came in, more than one.

After another ten minutes, it finally became quiet outside.

Fu Shuang got up, her hair was static and exploded. She was paired with a gloomy expression, which was completely different from her usual smile. "Why did you come here?"

"Tell me and change my room," said Qi Ji.

"Is it useful?" Fu Shuang said, turning her head, opening her mouth halfway through something, and immediately turned into another attitude, asking knowingly, "Brother, what are you looking at?"

Qi Ji froze and threw his phone on his bed, and the video was still playing in a loop.

Qi Ji: "...I said I accidentally saw you that I believed it?"

Fu Shuang: "I believe it."

Without waiting for Qi Ji to breathe a sigh of relief, Fu Shuang continued: "If you always search, the system will indeed automatically recommend it to you."

Qi Ji said weakly: "I haven't searched for him, and I really have nothing to do with him."

"Brother I know, that... I have a look that makes you know, Wan Chukong sent you a message." Fu Shuang pointed to her cell phone trapped in the bedding, "Do you want to reply to him?"

Qi Ji sighed deeply and compromised, "I want to see what he said first..."

Wan Chukong didn't say anything, but just sent Qi Ji photos of three cats eating in rows.

cute.

The cat is cute.

So why are cats afraid of him?

Qi Ji wanted to ask, but was afraid that the man would press all three cats under his claws and said: Look, don't be afraid of me.

I actually think I can do it.

So he replied: [So good, what are they all called?]

Wan Chukong replied: [Muldoll, Siam, Qiqi]

Only the last cat has a name.

Why?!!!

Qi Ji was shocked. The casualness of this man giving the cat a cat was comparable to Zhang San and Li Si.

But the cat who gave the name didn't like Wan Chukong the most, so he always looked at him when eating.

Qi Ji: [Then why is it called Qiqi?]

Wan Chukong: [When I picked it up, I had a collar, which was abandoned.]

So is it the homonym of "discard" taken?

Qi Ji supported him: [Oh, that's so meaningful!]

Fu Shuang lay horizontally on the bed with her chin on her back, "Little Brother Liu."

Qi Ji raised his head and Fu Shuang said, "Where have you done? Don't worry, tell me, I'm very strict."

Qi Ji had no expression on his face: "The WeChat chat is no more than fifteen sentences."

"Do you know every day? That's a little bit less."

"It's a total."

Fu Shuang doesn't believe it.

Qi Ji was determined: "We are really not familiar with each other!"

The unfamiliar Wan Chukong called him three times during the time he was recording a variety show in Qiji.

After finishing work at night, Qi Ji was not surprised by the extra missed calls on his mobile phone. It would be better to say that such calls often come in.

After telling the agent about being knocked on by a stranger, Qi Ji and Fu Shuang changed into a room.

Qi Ji had just finished taking a shower and turned on his phone, and found that Wan Chukong took the initiative to contact him again.

【Your phone can't be reached, is you working?】

Qi Ji replied: [Yes, what is your phone number?]

Wan Chukong called the phone directly, and Qi Ji realized that the number was his.

At this time, there was another knock on the door outside the door, and Fu Shuang got closer and stood up first.

"Hey?" Wan Chukong noticed that he held his breath opposite the phone, "What's wrong?"

Qi Ji came to his senses, "It's nothing, wait a moment..."

He was not very relieved to Fu Shuang to open the door.
To be continued...