Idol Captive Handbook

Once again set foot on this city where he lived since he was a child, Chu Ci couldn't tell what he felt. When he was abroad, he always wanted to come back and have a look. Why did he feel a little strange when he came back?

"Ah, this feeling!"

The surging nostalgia made Chuci unable to bear the desire to compose a poem and sing about the great rivers and mountains of our motherland.

"Well, what's this called? Feeling close to home? What kind of poems or words should I use to express my current mood?" Chu Ci searched in his mind, but the answer he finally got was... No.

The truth is, with the current cognition of Young Master Chu, he can't find a sentence that suits the situation and the scene, to express the little bit of artistic bacteria in his heart.

Tsk, irritable.

Chu Ci took out his mobile phone from his pocket in a depressed mood, while staring at the gate of the airport with his eyes, for fear of missing everyone who entered.

"This damn Xi Yu."

Without even thinking about it, Chu Ci swiped the screen to unlock it, and a phone call came through.

"Hello." The voice on the other end of the phone was low and sexy, full of the charm of a mature man.

Hearing the other party's voice, Chu Ci was amused: "Xi Yu, are you playing with me? When we agreed to pick up the plane, can you see what time it is now?"

"Yeah." The person on the other end of the phone paused: "The road is blocked."

"Then you! Couldn't you come earlier." As he spoke, Chu Ci involuntarily lowered his voice.

"Understood, next time it will be earlier."

Damn, Chu Ci scolded the other party in his heart long ago, but there was still a smile on his face: "Honey, do you know that I'm going back to China today? Do you know how long I've been waiting at this airport? You I know you, hello, hello, talk."

"Beep, beep." The phone on the other end has been hung up.

"Uncle Chen." Xi Yu closed the financial magazine in his hand: "How long is it?"

"Come on, master." The man called Uncle Chen is Xi Yu's full-time driver.

"Yeah." Xi Yu took off his glasses and pressed the center of his eyebrows. It really made people feel uncomfortable when they returned to China.

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!Who is this?Are you okay with being late for the airport pick-up?Isn't this when you were a kid behind my ass?How can a man be so ungrateful?Ah Xi Yu, Xi Yu, what do you think, Xi Yu?

However, in the eyes of others...

"Mom, that brother is so strange."

"Go, go."

"Hehe, why is he pointing at the phone and cursing? It's so stupid."

"Pfft." The child's innocent voice successfully made everyone around laugh.

When Chu Ci came to his senses, he saw that he was being stared at by a group of people, and he was no different from the one being visited in the zoo.

"Me!" Reason told Chu Ci that he couldn't swear now, but in action... Chu Ci touched Liu Hai'er on his forehead, and showed a polite yet awkward smile to everyone.

"So handsome, really, really handsome."

If anyone else was praised by such a group of beautiful girls, they would have been elated, but who is Chu Ci?Is he such a superficial person?

Yes, he is.

"Su Cen is really handsome!"

The smile on Chu Ci's face gradually disappeared. What the hell is Su Cen?

"I'm sorry, give me a break, give me a break."

"Ah!" The entire airport was filled with screams, and Chu Ci was pushed aside by the crowd.

"Ah, Yangyang, it's Yangyang!"

"Ah, ah, I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy!"

Yang Yang?The screams coming from his ears made Chu Ci dizzy and a little untenable. He raised his eyes and looked at the group of fighting girls, and curled his lips helplessly.

Following the crowd, Chu Ci only saw a figure from the back, probably a young man, wearing a white T-shirt and a black peaked cap, walking out of the crowd hastily.

"Yangyang, look at me, I love you!"

Chu Ci shook his head, and hid to the side. The enthusiasm of these girls really made him a little overwhelmed, but then again... that Su Cen is pretty good-looking.

"Huh." Standing at the door, Chu Ci finally took a breath of fresh air, but before he could enjoy it for two more seconds, a smell of gasoline rushed straight into his nostrils.

"Master Chuci!"

Seeing Chu Ci, Uncle Chen rolled down the car window and waved to him cheerfully.

"Uncle Chen?" Seeing that it was Xi Yu's car, Chu Ci stopped cursing, opened the rear door, and sat in.

Seeing him coming in, Xi Yu moved in naturally, looked up and down, and asked him, "Where's the luggage?"

"Hey." Seeing Xi Yu, Chu Ci hugged him up: "I've already returned to China, what luggage do I bring!"

Xi Yu frowned slightly.

"Look at you stupid." Chu Ci happily knocked on Xi Yu's head: "Of course it was checked back."

Pulling off Chu Ci's hand, Xi Yu looked forward: "Uncle Chen, drive."

"Hey, Xi Yu, are you my brother?"

"No." Xi Yu picked up the financial magazine beside him, put on his glasses, and flipped through two pages: "Uncle has only one son, you."

"You." Feeling that when he returns to China, he has to be choked to death first?

After turning a few more pages, Xi Yu casually asked him, "Where are you going?"

"my home."

"Well, Uncle Chen, go to the Chu residence."

"Wait, I'm talking about my own home." Just kidding, after returning home, can he still come out.

"This…"

"Listen to him."

Xi Yu closed the book and glanced at Chu Ci: "Aren't you going home?"

"Yeah." Chu Ci answered him sullenly: "My father has such a temper, and he will inevitably be beaten when he goes home."

As he said that, Chu Ci leaned on the seat: "I'll let him speak slowly first."

Thinking, Chu Ci rolled down the car window and looked outside. When passing a tall building, the face projected on the screen attracted Chu Ci's attention.

"Hiss, do you know that person?" Chu Ci tugged at Xi Yu.

Casually glanced out of the window, Xi Yu let out a "hmm" and didn't speak any more.

Uncle Chen, however, glanced at the figure on the screen and became interested: "He."

"You recognize it?"

Chu Ci smiled, but couldn't tell that Uncle Chen was still chasing stars despite his age.

"Ah, isn't that the popular little star, what's his name, Su."

"Su Cen." Chu Ci reminded him.

"Ah, that's right, that's the name."

"You're quite fashionable, Uncle Chen."

"Where is it?" Chen Bo smiled: "Didn't that girl like Tiantian?"

Tian Tian, ​​Uncle Chen's daughter, just entered the second year of junior high this year, and Chu Ci glanced at the big screen at the back again, um, that rebellious and flamboyant look really appeals to little girls, and of course...boys also like her.

"But it's not this Su Cen that Tiantian likes."

"Oh, how did you know that?"

"Hi." Uncle Chen smiled: "He is a combination with someone called "Smug". Tian Tian likes it. It's that "Smug". You don't think anyone has such a strange name."

Chu Ci didn't pay much attention to what Uncle Chen said, Su Cen's face was always lingering in his mind.

"Then, Su..."

"Su Cen, don't touch it."