CH 3

That night, Jiang Zhao rummaged through his personal account list, but he couldn’t figure out who gave his account to Xiao Siye.

There is a lot of congratulatory information on his list, and the number he used for his job has even more messagess.

However, his job number has been handed over to Zuo Xiaoqiu, and Zuo Xiaoqiu will directly help him filter out useful information, and then give it to him to reply to in person.

Jiang Zhao himself is the owner of his own studio, so he can freely reject all the offers that he is too lazy to pay attention to, but there are two of them that really cannot be avoided.

One from his mother, Xu Xinnan, she always threatened him with a very sweet tone to go home for dinner on weekends.

The other is his acting teacher in college, and also his master, Tang Yandong. In order to celebrate his award as the best actor, his master and his mother specially prepared a family dinner for him, and they also said that one of his senior brothers would also come to participate.

Tang Yandong is a well-known old artist of both virtue and art in the film circle. He was famous for a long time when he was young. Later, he went to the film academy to focus on the apricot field. He has taught countless students, but only a handful of closed disciples.

Jiang Zhao joined his master when he was a junior, but Tang Yandong never mentioned to him how many brothers and sisters he had. It was said that he was worried that they would be involved in conflicts of interest in the circle, so he didn’t say anything at all.

Today, however, his master suddenly wanted to introduce him to a senior brother, and he couldn’t help but suddenly feel a little more determined to win or lose.

On the night he went to Tang’s house, he specially wore a new light gray casual suit, grabbed his hair and tied a tie, sprayed some light perfume, and then chose a low-key and elegant seven-digit watch.

When he went out, he happened to meet Qin Youyou watering the flowers in the yard next door.

Qin Youyou was wearing one-piece Pikachu pajamas, a face mask, and a bow headband. When she saw him, he exclaimed, “Are you going out on a blind date today?”

Jiang Zhao was too lazy to complain about her: “Go to my master’s house tonight and have dinner.”

Qin Youyou sucked in a breath: “Then remember to keep an eye on the time. Old Tang hates it when someone is late.”

Although she did not take Tang Yandong as her teacher, Tang Yandong took her acting classes with Jiang Zhao back then. She will never forget that she was five minutes late for buying a candied fruit, and was punished by Old Tang to go to a corridor where people came and go to perform a non-physical performance, and ate an hour of “air candied haws” with tears in her eyes.

“However, when you go to Old Tang’s house for dinner, why are you wearing such a grand dress?” She looked at Jiang Zhao’s peacock-like attire today, “Old Tang prepared a blind date for you?”

Jiang Zhao slowly sorted out his cufflinks: “I have a senior brother who I haven’t seen before, and he would be there tonight.”

Qin Youyou suddenly understood: “Are you going to have a blind date with your senior brother?”

Jiang Zhao: “…What else is on your mind besides blind date.”

Qin Youyou giggled: “Isn’t this a major event in your life? Oh yes, you haven’t seen any of your brothers and sisters. You don’t think there will be Xiao Siye in them, right?”

Jiang Zhao’s expression stiffened, and then he said decisively, “Impossible.”

“It’s also… We’re not at the same level, his acting class is probably not in Old Tang’s band,” Qin Youyou waved at him with the little water ladle that watered the flowers, “Go quickly, remember to say hello to Old Tang for me. .”

Perhaps it was because Qin Youyou said such a thing, on the way to Tang’s house, Jiang Zhao’s brain suddenly began to loop some clips that should not be recalled.

He cursed inwardly, and simply opened the trumpet[1] account on Weibo to divert his attention.

In the past two days, Jiang Zhao has been on more than a dozen high-level hot searches, and the discussion on the Internet can be described as an explosion.

He doesn’t like accusing comments, so the fans in the comment area are also full of various comments. Some fans are congratulating, some fans are screaming that brother is so handsome, and fans who are probably no acquaintances on the Internet are flying in the comment area. Jiang Zhao was used to it, and he calmly crossed it.

He scrolled on Weibo for a while, and suddenly saw a Weibo with hundreds of comments. The comments were full of emotions, saying it was a spring festival. It even carried a tag called “Xiaojiang Civil Affairs Bureau”.

Jiang Zhao was puzzled for a moment. He knew that he had all kinds of cp super talk about, but he had never seen this tag.

He clicked in, and was caught off guard by a series of the same GIFs – it was the scene where Xiao Siye personally handed the trophy to him on the podium of the Golden Orchid Award, and then took an “intimate” photo with him.

Jiang Zhao: “…”

He immediately understood who they are painting him with.

Did you make a mistake, how could someone really love him and his rival?

Jiang Zhao’s heart can be said to be overturned. He found that there are not only people who made pictures to celebrate, but also many people who cut videos, drew fan pictures, and wrote articles. It seems that there are many people in his CP with Xiao Siye. Passionately producing food, and the quality is quite high.

…after all, the fanarts are all very cute.

Jiang Zhao stared at the Q-version fanart with him and Xiao Siye with a very complicated expression. He understands the fans’ love for CP, and he has no right to interfere with the fans’ enclosure, but God knows why Weibo push let him break into this tag.

He was about to turn off his phone to calm down when he suddenly realized that the fanart was still a long one.

Jiang Zhao had never seen anything like this before, so he swiped down casually, and then at the bottom of a series of cute emojis, he saw a picture that left his mind blank.

The one who was pressed on the desk was him?

Jiang Zhao quit Weibo in seconds, his face ashen.

He just felt like he was struck by lightning.

Until he got to the door of Master Tang’s house, Jiang Zhao barely managed to sort out his heart that was poisoned by the little yellow map, and then he knocked on his master’s door.

Tang Yandong lives in a three-bedroom apartment in the urban area, not far from the bustling commercial streets and squares. It is said that his wife likes to be busy.

As soon as the door opened, his wife happily pulled him in, she turned her head and shouted to her husband, “Old Tang! Xiao Jiang is here!”

The mistress’s character has always been like a little girl.

Even at the Master’s house, Jiang Zhao was not used to socializing, so he simply handed over the things in his hand: “Master, this is what I brought for you last time I went abroad, and there is tea for my Master.”

The wife exclaimed, hugging the limited-edition bag and smiling like a flower: “Oh, this is so hard to grab! Last time I asked your master to ask someone to buy it for me, but I didn’t get it!”

Jiang Zhao also smiled, and nodded to Tang Yandong, who was wearing an apron: “Master.”

Tang Yandong has always been unsmiling, but he thought it was because of Jiang Zhao’s achievements, so he showed a little smile at this time: “Well, go to the living room to chat with your aunt, the meal will have to wait for a while.”

Based on Jiang Zhao’s cooking skills he can only fry in the kitchen, so he consciously didn’t go to help. He sat in the living room and watched TV series with his aunt. When he entered the door, he glanced at the coat rack at the door. It was only for him and his master and his mother. It seemed that his senior brother hadn’t come yet.

His aunt probably thought of this, and said to him: “Your brother is a little busy today, and it is estimated that he will be late. You don’t know, you and him are two of your master’s most proud disciples, and he broke the rules for you to meet. On the one hand, if you encounter something in the future, you can also take care of each other…”

Before he finished speaking, the doorbell rang suddenly. Jiang Zhao held down his aunt’s arm: “You sit, I’ll open the door.”

He stood up, straightened his clothes as he walked, made sure that every strand of his hair was flawless, and opened the door:

“Senior brother…”

Jiang Zhao froze at the door: “Okay.”

He saw the person standing at the door, and the person politely extended his hand to Jiang Zhao.

He has to say that Xiao Siye’s clothes are actually very good. The gray turtleneck sweater and black long trench coat perfectly outline his well-proportioned figure, as elegant as a British gentleman. He still carried a hint of the chilly breath of the deep northern winter, but the smile on his lips was just right, but it made people feel like a spring breeze:

“Meeting for the first time, hello Junior Brother.”

Jiang Zhao remained motionless.

For a while, the atmosphere at the door was solidified.

“Xiao Siye is here too!”

The teacher’s voice came from behind, and Jiang Zhao finally recovered his senses and turned to let Xiao Siye enter the door.

He never thought that the legendary senior brother was actually Xiao Siye.

When he goes back, he must kill Qin Youyou, the prophet!

However, he clearly gave way, but Xiao Siye’s hand remained in the air and did not come down. There was a strong intention that he would not enter the door if Jiang Zhao didn’t shake it back.

Seeing that his aunt was about to walk to the door, Jiang Zhao had to give him a very perfunctory shake with his fingertips.

“It’s the first time we met,” Jiang Zhao felt that these words made his mouth hot, “Master, brother.”

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Xiao Siye suddenly grabbed his fingertips.

His aunt came over, not feeling the turbulent ups and downs in their secrets at all, and happily introduced: “Xiao Jiang, this is Xiao Siye, your brother, you are both famous, you must have seen it before, but today is the first time you meet officially.”

Xiao Siye also smiled gently: “Master, why are you getting younger again? You are several years younger than the last time I saw you.”

“Oh, where is it? You really know how to talk.” The teacher patted him with a smile.

Xiao Siye just started chatting with his aunt, and Jiang Zhao stood next to him and was about to split.

Is this man seriously ill? Why can’t he let go of him after holding his hands for a long time?

He saw Xiao Siye also turned his head, as if he had done nothing, and said to him seriously: “I have seen many works of my junior brother, but I have not greeted him properly. When I meet this time, it is indeed a young talent. I’m astonished.”

Jiang Zhao raised the corner of his mouth very hypocritically: “Me too.”

Xiao Siye also definitely did it on purpose. Any normal person who wants to have physical contact with the opposite family, this kind of disgusting way of hurting one thousand and eight hundred, can also do it.

But Xiao Siye can disgust him, can’t he also disgust him back?

Jiang Zhao sneered in his heart.

He suddenly turned his back on the guest, and with a flip of his fingers, he clasped Xiao Siye’s hand tightly, with an affectionate look: “It turns out that my brother is the legendary Emperor Xiao, I was really disrespectful in the past.”

Xiao Siye was also stunned for a moment and released his hand without hesitation.

Jiang Zhao couldn’t help curling the corners of his lips. Sure enough, he had to use magic to defeat magic.

It happened that Tang Yandong came out of the kitchen again and saw Xiao Siye and said, “Okay, you two will get acquainted later, come and help me first.”

Hearing this, Xiao Siye also took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Zhao finally felt that the air around him was a lot fresher without seeing the unsightly people, and the teacher next to him was still immersed in the joy of meeting their brothers and sisters and asked him: “Come to the study, I will show you your brother’s previous pictures. There are a lot of photos of him and your master, so it’s fun.”

Jiang Zhao had to follow her into the study, which happened to be a little further away from Xiao Siye.

In the study, his aunt took two photo albums from the shelf next to the desk and smiled at him: “You have one, your brother has one, I compiled them out for your Master.”

She opened one of the books, and the first one was a photo of Xiao Siye and his master.

“This is at the gate of your school when your master just accepted the child as his apprentice,” the teacher muttered. “This is when he went to class outside…”

Jiang Zhao pretended to be serious, but in fact, he was casually watching with her. He also didn’t want to be perfunctory, but he was really not interested in Xiao Siye’s photo album.

He would rather be surrounded by entertainment reporters for an interview all night than to understand how the opposite family evolved from a young dog to a mature dog today.

“This is the first time Xiao Siye has been a tutor’s assistant to welcome the new students,” the wife suddenly thought of something, “Xiao Jiang, you were the class that Xiaoye took at that time, right?”

Although he didn’t want to admit it, Xiao Siye was indeed his direct senior, so Jiang Zhao had no choice but to nod, “Yes.”

The wife immediately laughed: “Then I still have a group photo of Xiao Ye and your whole class here. Let me see, it should be this page…”

The mistress suddenly let out an oops. Jiang Zhao followed the situation and found that the page of the album she had opened was empty.

“Look at my brain,” the wife said apologetically, “Xiao Siye said before that he wanted a photo of the university, so he took that one, and I forgot to print the photo.”

Jiang Zhao heard the words, and subconsciously glanced at the vacancy again:

“What did he do with that photo?”