"Remember, eight hundred thousand is essential!" Fang Jing turned around and warned Wang Yuanyuan, then ran to Lu Yu's side.
"Stingy!" Looking at his figure, Wang Yuanyuan pouted. Fortunately, she thought it was free, so she was happy in vain.
"But if I sing, I will definitely become famous in the future! There is no reason why Fang Jing can do it but I can't. Come on."
Encouraging herself, Wang Yuanyuan ran to the small store across the road and bought a pack of spicy strips, squatting at the door and continuing to wait.
It was difficult to refuse in front of the TV station. She was afraid that this was a delaying measure and the person would run away.
"Fang Jing, does this house belong to you? Yes, it's quite comfortable, relaxing, and spacious!" Lu Yu did not rush into the house, but strolled in the yard.
There is an acacia tree on the edge of the yard, which is taller than a four-story building. For decades, Fang Jing built a wooden pavilion under the tree for the convenience of rest, complete with coffee table and bamboo chairs.
When the acacia trees bloom in summer, the yard is filled with fragrance.
"This is my teacher's house, not mine." Fang Jing said with a smile, "I was 14 years old and moved in before I debuted, and I have been living here ever since."
"Really?" Lu Yu was stunned. She didn't expect Fang Jing to rent a house, and then said: "The rent here is not cheap, right?"
"It's very cheap! It costs several thousand dollars a year, but except for the first time, Teacher Xu doesn't ask for it anymore."
Lu Yu...
The two of them sat in the pavilion and chatted, while four or five cameras continued to film, and no one from the staff made a sound.
"I heard that you have a sister, why didn't you see her?"
"I've gone to school, but it's not over yet. It's windy outside. Sister Lu Yu, do you want to go up and sit?"
Lu Yu is thinner in person than on TV, probably weighing less than 80 pounds. Fang Jing is worried when he looks at this figure, fearing that the wind will blow her away.
"Okay!" Lu Yu asked as he walked away: "You usually work outside and rarely come home. What about my sister?"
"Her godmother takes care of her, which is Teacher Xu. They usually go to school together and finish school together."
The stairwell is very old, a bit like a school, with ordinary cement floors.
A piece of plaster on the wall had fallen off due to the weather. Seeing that there was a lot of rust under the stair handrail, Lu Yu did not dare to touch it.
If it weren't for what was written in the information, she would have thought that Fang Jing deliberately bought an old house to deceive them.
Having interviewed so many celebrities, Fang Jing’s is definitely the worst.
After going up one floor, there were rooms on the left and right. He led them to the third floor, where Fang Jing invited people into the room.
"This is your home!"
There were no expensive furniture in the room, just a set of ordinary leisure sofas, a calendar and a few pictures of beautiful girls hanging on the wall.
There were several cartoon plates in front of the TV, and homework books were scattered on the coffee table. Lu Yu picked them up and looked at them and saw that they were all junior high school knowledge. The words Fang Hui from Class 85 were written on the top of the book.
"Yes! Sit wherever you want!" Fang Jing poured water for them one by one.
"You don't have to accompany us, you can do whatever you normally do! You are the master today."
"Then sit down and help yourself!"
Since Lu Yu let him do his own thing, Fang Jing stopped chatting with him and rolled up his sleeves and went back to the kitchen to wash vegetables and cook.
Within two minutes, Lu Yu followed in and asked with a smile: "Are you specially cooking to entertain us? Do you want my help?"
Fang Jing was embarrassed, "This is for my sister. She will come back to eat at noon, so we can go out to eat!"
The hand stopped in mid-air, and Lu Yu took it back, smiling very reluctantly. This person was not very good at talking, and he had choked her several times since he entered the door.
"That's right! You are so kind to your sister!"
"No, I rarely go home. I used to do it every day, but now I don't have time due to work."
Half an hour later, in the living room, several cameras smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen and looked at Lu Yu one by one.
Usually when they interview someone, as soon as it's time for dinner, the host will quickly bring the food to the table and entertain them warmly.
It's already this time and there's no one calling for dinner.
After putting the dishes in the refrigerator, Fang Jing changed his clothes and prepared to go to the set as a supervisor. Lu Yu and others naturally followed.
When he got downstairs and looked at the empty yard, Lu Yu asked, "Don't you have a car?"
"I don't even have a driver's license. How can I get a car? Wait a minute. I'm going to borrow a small electric donkey."
Without waiting for Lu Yu to answer, Fang Jing ran out and came to the small store diagonally opposite. Seeing him coming, Wang Yuanyuan thought he was looking for her, wiped her mouth and stood up immediately.
Who knew that Fang Jing passed her and went directly into the store, and said to the middle-aged man who was lying on the small bed watching TV: "Dad, where is your battery car key? I can use it."
"In the drawer, take it yourself. Are the people outside looking for you?"
"Um!"
"What?" At the door, Wang Yuanyuan was confused. What did she just hear? Fang Jing called this bad old man dad?
Is this his dad? The owner of the small shop selling her spicy strips and looking at the sword with relish is actually his dad?
For a moment, Wang Yuanyuan seemed to have mastered some great secret.
Is there any hidden story between Fang Jing and his father? The love and hatred between father and son? Have they been at odds since childhood? They turned against each other because they entered the entertainment industry?
After getting the key, Fang Jing came out of the house and turned to look at Wang Yuanyuan, "What did you just hear?"
"No! Nothing! You are busy."
As soon as Fang Jing left, Wang Yuanyuan immediately turned around and entered the house, smiling and saying: "Uncle, I want to buy something else. This spicy strip is really delicious."
"You can take whatever you want to buy!" Father Fang saw Li Yunlong attacking Ping'an County. He didn't even have time to take care of Fang Jing when he came in, let alone Wang Yuanyuan.
"Uncle, I want all these things from you!"
"Not for sale!"
Are you kidding me? It's so tiring to buy goods. It's very troublesome to have to buy something after it's sold out. Besides, he doesn't rely on this for a living.
Fang Jing's monthly payment of several thousand yuan is much more than what this small stall provides.
This thing is just for killing time.
"Old Li, shoot at me!"
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The small electric donkey carried Lu Yu all the way to the ancient city. The wind blew her hair tousled and she couldn't open her eyes. The weather was slightly cold, and her nose almost blew out.
It turned out that Fang Jing planned to ride the e-donkey by himself, and they could just follow him. Who knew that Lu Yu had to sit on it?
Looking through the rearview mirror, Fang Jing noticed tears shining in Lu Yu's eyes. He thought he was driving too fast and his hair got into his eyes, so he thoughtfully slowed down.
The scenery on both sides continued to recede, and the cold wind hit. Lu Yu's shoulders hunched up and he put his hands in his pockets.
She flew over overnight and didn't eat anything in the morning. Now she was very hungry. She wanted to eat when Fang Jing was cooking.
But the owner didn't say anything, and she was embarrassed to say it. She was still riding a battery-powered car in the cold wind, which felt aggrieved just thinking about it.
The image of Fang Jing, a talented young man, plummeted in her heart. This man was Tiehanhan. Without his aura, he was no different from an ordinary young man.
It was so windy that I prepared a helmet myself, and I didn't even act like a gentleman to put it on for her.
Twenty minutes later, Fang Jing stopped the battery car, took off his helmet, turned to Lu Yu, whose nose was red, and said with a smile: "Here we are! My driving skills are pretty good!"
Looking at him wearing a sweater underneath, a jacket outside, and still sweating while wearing a helmet, Lu Yu sniffed and forced a smile: "That's great!"