Chapter 22: First to be strong

The alley is long and the exit on the other side is facing a comprehensive shopping mall.
He Bai face squinted and walked behind Di Qiuhe and asked, "Where are you going to take me?"
Di Qiuhe pressed the cap, his long fingers lifted up and pointed to the mall across the road. "Go to the supermarket, buy steak, go home and cook."
He Bai was surprised, "Will you cook?"
"You asked me to eat steak." Di Qiuhe turned his head to look at him, his mouth was tilted, his voice was low and gentle, but He Bai only felt very abominable. "So of course you do it, and, I pick the steak, you pay."

"……I do not know how to cook."
"That's to learn." Di Qiuhe shot his head, like taking a self-willed puppy, not comforting. "Don't be afraid, I will give you a cooking tutorial. If you blow up my kitchen, it doesn't matter. , the loss is, I will give you half price."
"Thank you for your embarrassment and generosity." He Bai shook his head and opened his hand.
Di Qiuhe raised his eyebrows and gently pulled his hair when he retracted his hand. He smiled with satisfaction. "I don't have to always express my admiration for me, I will be embarrassed."
"..." can't communicate with shameless people.
Buying the ingredients with the fastest speed, Di Qiuhe paid the bill, and returned to the car with He Bai through the alley.
After he got on the bus, he immediately took the camera bag into his arms and took out the mobile phone from inside to look at Di Qiuhe. He said,
Tell me your account, I will transfer the money to you.
He will not be reluctant to pay, just let Di Qiuhe pay the money is an accident, his wallet phone and camera bag fell in the car, and can not pay.
"I only accept cash." Di Qiuhe leaned over to help him fasten his seat belts, and then he took his own system and started the car. "And just new paper money."
The other's handsome face was close and left, and there was a faint smell of men's perfume in the nose. He Bai took the wallet for a moment and then gritted his teeth. "Die Qiuhe, you deliberately!"
"After you finally found." Diqiu He put the car turn toward their homes away, side head laughing at him, "So you now want to continue to beat me? Little puppy, my shoulder some pain, it may affect The progress of the filming, do you have to pay me for the lost time?"
He Bai put his face on his phone and decided to change a bunch of coins to kill the bastard.
The car drove into the underground garage of a high-end residential area. He Bai carried the camera bag and the computer case. Di Qiuhe carried the ingredients and stood in the elevator at the elevator.
Rubbing.
He Bai sensitively turned his head and looked at the dimly lit corner of the garage.
"What's wrong?" Di Qiuhe turned to look at him, took off his hat and pulled his hair. The gesture was very relaxed. "Is the computer too heavy? Give it to me, I will help you."
Another faint shutter sound rang, He Bai frowned, and decisively stuffed the computer into the arms of Di Qiuhe, took out the camera and adjusted the exposure number, turned on the flash, and pressed the shutter to the dark place.
With a bang, the elevator arrived.
Di Qiuhe realized that it was wrong. He followed the light to the dark place, blinked and asked, "Someone sneak shot?"
"Well, if I didn't play the camera myself, I was very sensitive to the shutter sound, and I might not find it." He Bai nodded, put down the camera and turned to look at him. "Will you call security?"
"Of course." Di Qiuhe took out his mobile phone and called the property. Then he thought of something, smiled, and the relatives took his shoulder and said with him to the elevator. "Puppy, Do you want to be busy?"
The shoulders were heavy, and the other's body temperature passed through the two layers of clothes. The two people who were not so familiar were so intimate. He Bai felt very uncomfortable, but he was afraid that Di Qiuhe would do this deliberately. When the sneak shot was taken, he waited patiently for the elevator door to close and then opened his hand side by side. He frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Di Qiuhe took back his hand, pressed the button on the top floor, looked up at the direction of the elevator camera, and hooked his lips. "Of course, it is strong first."
He Bai also followed the position of looking at the elevator camera, what was in the brain and disappeared quickly. He stunned his forehead and unconsciously grabbed the camera strap. Candid photographs, elevators, Di Qiuhe... How do you feel like you have heard these three words together?
Di Qiuhe lived in a large apartment with a duplex structure. Most of the first floor of the first floor had a large living room. The corner of the living room was crowded with a small room. It was the bedroom of Di Qiuhe. The second floor was empty and the decoration was very deserted. It doesn't look like a home, it's more like a temporary hotel.
He Bai stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the vast urban scenery outside. He hated a rich man in his heart, then turned his head and looked at Di Qiuhe, who was heading towards the side of the fruit, and silently slammed it.
Wide shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, white face, rich and handsome face, people are more popular than people.
"First eat a fruit pad, I will go to you to cook a tutorial." Di Qiuhe put down the fruit, walked to him, suddenly grabbed his shoulder, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of himself.
"What are you doing?" He Bai sideways to avoid his arm.
"I said, you must start with a strong hand." Di Qiuhe retracted his arm before he completely escaped, went to the sofa and dragged a laptop, hit a few times on it, and then turned the screen to him. Click to play the video, "Well, the tutorial for the fried steak is found out. Go to cooking after reading."
Waiting to see him making a lively He Bai could not help but blink. "Your first hand is the strong finger is this?" Bringing curiosity but not satisfied, this is what the beast will do!
"Immediately." Di Qiuhe took the phone and quickly photographed what he blinked, then pointed to his camera bag on the sofa and said, "Let's take photos that you just took, don't mind."
This careless leisurely, temperamental people will probably be mad.
He Bai pulled the corner of his mouth and pulled the memory card out of the camera. Then he took out a card reader and inserted the card into the front of him. "You can use it as long as you don't delete my photo."
"Hey." Di Qiuhe reached out and tried to touch his head.
He Bai decisively picked up a pillow and rubbed it on his face.
Di Qiuhe pulled down the pillow and bowed his head and smiled softly.
The laughter was smooth and sweet, echoing in the living room, matching the handsome side face that he showed when he bowed his head, perfect as a painting.
He Bai itch, could not help but pick up the camera and press the shutter against him, then after seeing that there is no card can not shoot, turn a blind eye and sit opposite Di Qiuhe, dragging the computer to concentrate on watching the cooking tutorial.
"When you are busy, you will shoot, don't be angry." Di Qiuhe pushed the fruit plate to him, and then pulled out a computer from the mechazzle, opened it and inserted the card reader, and quickly operated.
The tone of the sentence just seems to have some gentle and affectionate taste... No, it’s an illusion, such a bad guy, with the gentle word! He Baiyu's forehead, trying to set his sight on the video.
Eight minutes later, the cooking video ended, and the voice of Di Qiuhe’s typing stopped.
"Okay." Di Qiuhe made a snap.
He Bai looked up at him.
"Look at this." Di Qiuhe turned the computer to him and then got up and went to the kitchen.
He Bai was full of curiosity and dragged his computer over his finger and touched the touchpad.
On the computer screen is the Weibo page, Di Qiuhe's account is registered, there is a new message.
Di Qiuhe: When I finished the program, I met my schoolmates when I went home. I invited the schoolmates to go home, but I didn’t want to meet reporters. The students who were studying at the School of Journalism played together with the reporters. Everyone thinks that he can score a few points this time? [Picture] X9
He Bai opened the picture a little and found that the first eight photos were all taken by the paparazzi he photographed, and all of them were coded. The other one was a self-portrait photo of him and Di Qiuhe, only his face was coded.
After a few minutes, the comments below have been brushed up to a few hundred. He opened the rough scan. After summing up, he found that the comments below are divided into four categories: one, straightforwardly scoring photos; second, accusing the paparazzi of shameless. Di Qiuhe’s schoolmate did a good job; third, analyzed the location of the photo shooting, and finally concluded that the photo location was a garage, and the paparazzi was photographed with Di Qiuhe’s family; fourth, Yan Diqiu’s cares, using the influence of the artist. Exposing the appearance of paparazzi, fanning fans, doggies, fuss, small belly, abuse of cyber violence.
The excitement is lively, but is it just like this? Send a Weibo to let others marry him?
He Bai said that some did not understand Di Qiuhe's brain circuit, and he was about to ask questions. He found that there were several pages next to him, and he moved his fingers with doubts.
Another microblogging page, staying on the front page of a marketing number, the top is a new burst of news.
I love gossip, I am proud: big material! A D surnamed small meat was refrigerated by the old owner, and the anger was released! Tip: This D surnamed Xiaoxian had a gossip with a newcomer to a TV station, and it is said that this small meat is actually the young master of the old club, but with the stepmother, there is a dad, so... you know of.
He Bai opened his mouth slightly and busy and opened the remaining pages.
A total of seven or eight pages, except for the first one is Di Qiuhe's homepage, the rest are all the homepages of various marketing numbers, and the messy news is concentrated, all related to Di Qiuhe, which is more negative, he has already It is expected that there will be more excitement in the future of Weibo.
"Looked over?" Di Qiuhe took two glasses of juice out, put a cup in front of him, sat on his opposite side and held his chin and smiled. "This is the first batch, the second batch will immediately catch up, and finally come to the end." I will be miserable, and then I will log out of Weibo under 'Sadness' and disappear into the public eye until the new work is available."
The things that were vague in my mind suddenly became clear. He remembered the personal interview with Di Qiuhe, who had seen it before rebirth. It was mentioned that Di Qiuhe had to be hosted by some negative news. After refrigerating, he suddenly retired from Weibo until
Xiantu
appeared in the market and reappeared in the public. Then he used the real hammer to clean up the negative news of the year.
The negative news of the year seems to be similar to the content of "when the red meat is suspected of being out of control due to drug abuse, pulling the reporter into the elevator, causing it to be seriously injured and causing death". When this happens, he is fainting. The review, just pay attention to it, but it is just so casual attention, probably know how bad the meat was combined by the media.
So, if I didn’t come back with Di Qiuhe today, then Di Qiuhe is likely to be blocked by a sneak shot reporter in the elevator, creating a very sensational
scared reporter
incident in my life. And Di Qiuhe’s so-called first-handedness is strong. Does it mean that those reporters will stink themselves in one step?
"Do you have a brain?" he couldn't help but ask.