Chapter 199: : Teaching place 37

If it hadn't been for himself, maybe he would be sitting next to Zheng Quzhi now.
Thinking of this, Wei Yan's eyes narrowed slightly.
The movie started gradually, and the whole theater was quiet. Zheng Quzhi pushed the popcorn in Wei Yan's direction and whispered, "Eat."
Wei Yan lowered his head, looked at the pile of yellow things, frowned slightly, and refused: "I don't want it."
It looks dirty and has no appetite to look at.
Zheng Quzhi took the things back and couldn't help shaking his head: "It's so delicious, why don't you want it?"
Hearing that, Wei Yan pursed his lips, moved his fingers slightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand in a face-saving manner. After twisting one, he frowned and put it in his mouth.
It has a sweet and greasy taste.
The unhappiness just disappeared instantly, Wei Yan squinted happily, thinking of the chocolate he had eaten for several years.
In the next time, Zheng Quzhi found that Wei Yan's hand stretched out to the popcorn in front of him many times, and the sound of soft chewing sounded in his ears.
Zheng Quzhi silently moved the popcorn in the direction of Wei Yan, and did not expose Wei Yan who was slapped in the face.
A movie lasts one hour and forty minutes. Zheng Quzhi looked at himself on the screen with deep emotion. Although it took so long to shoot, the total time he spent on the screen may not add up to ten minutes.
The movie has been cut down a bit, but it's not so messy, and it's okay overall. In fact, Zheng Quzhi has no feelings for this, nor is he the leading role. He also plays an unpleasant role, meaningless.
Makes sleepy.
Zheng Quzhi dropped his head, dozing off for a while. Without hearing any movement from the person next to him, Wei Yan turned his head and saw that Zheng Quzhi was sleeping soundly with his head up, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
He put Zheng Quzhi's head on his shoulder and pulled up the mask that Zheng Quzhi pushed on his chin. Then he set his eyes on the screen again.
It just so happened that it was Zheng Quzhi's lens above, wearing the school uniform of Yanglin Town High School, smiling wildly and wildly. Wei Yan's eyebrows softened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Mr. Wei?" On the other side, a man's voice came.
Wei Yan's smile closed, and he looked over with calm eyes, without speaking.
Seeing Wei Yan looking over, Lin Niansi smiled brightly. He glanced at Zheng Quzhi, who was still holding popcorn tightly even though he was asleep, with some teasing in his tone: "I didn't expect Mr. Wei to have such a good relationship with Zheng Quzhi. Wake up to watch a movie?"
Wei Yan's voice was cold enough to scum: "I live with him."
Upon hearing this, Lin Niansi's smile froze.
Wei Yan turned his head, looked up at the screen seriously, and stopped talking. There was a small clicking sound behind him, like the sound of taking pictures. Wei Yan's eyelashes moved, and it was rare to ignore it.
It was about ten thirty after the movie ended. Wei Yan shook Zheng Quzhi's shoulders and whispered to him: "Zheng Quzhi, Zheng Quzhi?"
Zheng Quzhi opened his eyes ignorantly: "It's over?"
The voice is low and mute, with the laziness of just waking up.
A few female college students came over and stood in front of Lin Niansi with excitement: "Hello, you are Lin...Lin Niansi, right?"
Lin Niansi nodded openly and smiled softly: "Yes, do you want to sign?"
Hearing Lin Niansi's voice, Zheng Quzhi's drowsiness dissipated in an instant. After secretly rolling his eyes, Zheng Quzhi got up and prepared to leave.
"Qu Zhi, wait for me." Before taking the first step, I heard Lin Niansi's gentle voice behind him.
The face under the mask was as dark as the bottom of the pot. Zheng Quzhi took a breath, turned his head and smiled so that his eyes were narrowed, his tone should be gentle and gentle: "Okay, I'll be waiting for you outside."
After finishing speaking, he smiled at Lin Niansi's fans who were looking at him, no matter whether he was wearing a mask or not let them see his sincere smile, he pulled Wei Yan and left.
"Zheng Quzhi! You are so handsome inside!"
"Zheng Quzhi, can you sign me?"
"I want a group photo! I want a group photo!"
Suddenly, several female fans rushed over, shouting at Zheng Quzhi with shocked faces.
Seeing others liking himself so much, Zheng Qu became unhappy, and he hurriedly gave them autographs and a group photo.
When he reacted, he was just optimistic that Wei Yan was squeezed in the small corner, how pitiful that lonely little figure was. And because of the fan's request, he was squeezing with Lin Niansi intimately, and he almost hooked his shoulders and kissed him.
Realizing this, Zheng Quzhi distanced himself from Lin Niansi and said to other female fans: "Sorry, my friend is still waiting for me, I have to go first, thank you everyone."
Most of the fans' attention was originally on Lin Niansi, so they didn't care too much, and Zheng Quzhi successfully squeezed out without paying attention.
"Wei Yan, sorry!" Zheng Quzhi hurried to Wei Yan's side, scratching his head embarrassedly.
Because he had just squeezed out of the crowd, his little chestnut curls made a few days ago were a little messy. Wei Yan squinted his eyes, raised his hand to fiddle with his hair, with a rare concentration of concentration on his face.
Finally, the cool hand somehow reached the ear.
Both of them were taken aback.
For a long time, Wei Yan squeezed Zheng Quzhi's earlobe and whispered: "I don't like you standing with him."
The place where Wei Yan had been pinched suddenly burned hot, Zheng Qu cleared his throat uncomfortably, and leaned in Wei Yan's ear to lower his voice: "Actually, I don't like it either."
After speaking, he took Wei Yan and left.
Who cares if Lin Niansi waits, ghosts wait for him!
And Lin Niansi, who was surrounded by fans, looked at the direction of the two people leaving with complicated eyes, with the same smile on his face: "Well, ladies and sisters, my friends are out, I have to go too!"
As soon as she smiled, she immediately fell in love with a little girl. It happened that a staff member came in and the little fans finally let him go reluctantly.
Unfortunately, when he got outside, he couldn't see any of the two people. Lin Niansi stopped by the side of the street, lowering his head somewhat lost.
Click--
Photo freeze frame.

"Sir, how's the movie going?" Qi Mo, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked his husband who was leaning against the window with a smile.
"Not bad." Wei Yan cherishes his words like gold.
A strange color was drawn across Qi Ye's eyes, and his eyes were placed on Zheng Quzhi: "What's the matter? Did you make our husband upset?"
"Wrong!" Zheng Quzhi said, "I really didn't mean it. I blame Lin Niansi, the kid who had to pull me on, so I had to delay it for a while."
Then I don’t know if it was pushed past or Wei Yan walked over by himself, anyway, when he looked over, the famous big guy leaned pitifully in the corner, his face was as dark as the bottom of the pot. The vice was angry.