Has the scumbag actor confessed?

United States?

Shen Xifeng was stunned, his mind went blank for an instant.

Zhong Yi turned her face away, unable to bear to see his expression.This is probably the first time Zhong Yi told each other his plan after they got together.

Zhong Yi tugged his hand into her arms, and continued to finish the rest of the sentence.

"I've thought about it for a long time, and this is the safest way at present. With your current popularity, if I stay in China, I will be discovered by fans and paparazzi sooner or later. Not every time we can save the day, and we don't need to take this risk. I still There are a lot of things I want to do, and if I complete the elementary accumulation as soon as possible, I will be able to..."

Zhong Yi was at a loss for words, no matter how much he had done in advance, he still couldn't say goodbye to the person in front of him calmly.

Not every kind of emotion can be expressed in the mouth, as restrained as him, it is the first time that I feel how feeble the language is.

Fortunately, Shen Xifeng finally regained his strength. This matter was unexpected to him, but it was within reason.

He has always blindly followed the decisions he made at will without any opinion.

And compared to this, he has more important things to do.

Shen Xifeng glanced at the wall clock on the wall, grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands, quickly took off his T-shirt, grabbed Zhong Yi and rubbed his hair and asked, "When are we going?"

Zhong Yi was confused by his actions, blinked, and said hesitantly: "August, the end of August, there is still more than a month..."

"That's too soon."

Shen Xifeng grabbed the remote control and lowered the curtains, and put the person down on the sofa, biting Zhong Yi's ear and chuckling: "Let's settle the honeymoon bill first."

……

According to Shen Xifeng's small calculation, the next summer vacation should be to enjoy the honeymoon in various places at home, such as the bathroom, guest room, fitness room and so on.

However, he is the only one in the whole world who thinks he is worthy of a honeymoon!

Zhang Keyi arranged Shen Xifeng's itinerary tightly out of some kind of punitive mentality. Until the day Zhong Yi left for the United States, Shen Xifeng was still trapped in a small town in the northwest to record a reality show.

"Yeah!...I'll...find you right away!"

Shen Xifeng's voice was blown away by the gravel wind from the northwest, Zhong Yi could only reply with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Zhong Yi has long been accustomed to Shen Xifeng's busyness.

And it's not that Zhong Yi can't see him, just turn on the TV or surf the Internet, Shen Yu's figure will be everywhere.

This summer vacation, at least three channels are broadcasting Shen Yu's TV dramas. If you don't want to watch TV dramas, you can change the channel, and Shen Yu will participate in a reality show on it, going all over the world.

The interstellar-themed web drama "Big Brother Take Me Escape" was also aired, and Wu Mao's special effects were ridiculed by the crowd as usual.

——But the big guy played by Shen Yu, who doesn't say much about teasing and snatching, is widely praised, especially during the fight, the abdominal muscles exposed by the corners of the clothes are lifted, which makes the taro directly shatter the screen.

"Ahhhhh, fasten my Yu's clothes! He's not even 19 years old!"

"I'm going to suffocate in his youthful air!"

"Look at him, then look at me! Throw away the Fat House Happy Water in your hand angrily!"

"You know, every look in Shen Yu's eyes is a play!"

Zhong Yi is not interested in Shen Yu's silly interstellar appearance, but seeing that everyone is coveting someone's abs, he begins to feel bad.

They are all married people, are you a little self-conscious?Can this kind of place be exposed to others? !

Under the bright August sun in New York, Zhong Yi had a cold face, shuttled around the campus to go through various procedures, which made Qin Wen, who drove here from New Jersey, very puzzled.

"Why did you choose Columbia University in the end? Didn't Wharton also give you an offer? I really didn't expect you to come to be my neighbor."

"My brother will give you a full prize."

Zhong Yi's explanation surprised Qin Wen even more: "You still want to look at the scholarship? Is Shen Yu bankrupt??"

Zhong Yi flew over with a sharp eye, making Qin Wen, who was speechless, shrink her head, and he said lightly: "He earns hard money, how can I use it indiscriminately."

"???"

These words were so straightforward that even Qin Wen, who is a star-chasing dog with a ten-meter-thick fan filter, was shocked.

"... What Shen Yu earned, I'm afraid it can't be called hard money, right? Do you know how much his hourly salary is?"

"A lot of money doesn't mean you don't work hard."

Most of the efforts in that circle will be rewarded.But no matter how much Shen Xifeng repays, it can't relieve his distress.

Zhong Yi didn't want to talk too much about Shen Xifeng in front of outsiders, so he changed the subject and said, "I chose Columbia University because it's in New York, and I don't want to waste too much time on finance. It's out of my plan to come here and re-study for a year." , so take shortcuts.”

Hearing this, Qin Wen was taken aback again, "You...you don't want to waste time on finance? Then why did you choose this at home and abroad?"

Zhong Yi didn't answer right away. He looked up at the steeple of the nearby church and watched the pigeons fluttering under the blue sky.

After a while, he turned his head and smiled at Qin Wen.

"Make enough money early to do what you really want to do."

Although she knew that the man in front of her, who was more dazzling than the sun, already had an owner, and that owner was her own destiny——Qin Wen was still stimulated by that smile, her heart was beating wildly, and her nose felt like spurting blood .

"It's good to make money, it's good to make money..."

Qin Wen averted her gaze, feeling a little dizzy.

Zhong Yi narrowed his eyes, struck while the iron was hot, and made Qin Wen nod his head with a few words to promise that he would definitely make money with the boss.

Less than a week after coming to the United States, he got a big brother's favor from Princeton's younger brother, sitting at the entrance of the Columbia University library, showing a smug smile.

Unlike Qin Wen who hugged the boss's thigh inexplicably, Shen Xifeng accidentally knocked over the vat of vinegar. As a result, he couldn't have a proper conversation with his wife for almost half a month.

Originally, the two of them changed time zones, but instead they had more opportunities to talk—Shen Xifeng was more than happy to sacrifice sleep time to talk nonsense with Zhong Yi.

However, at some point, Zhong Yi was not very willing to answer his calls, and even if he answered, he would hang up after a few hurried sentences, which made Shen Xifeng very unhappy.

Shen Xifeng likes to listen to Zhong Yi's clear and cold voice, the sporadic footsteps from his side, or Zhong Yi's whispers to the clerk when he turned his head, or the class just finished. , the slightly noisy background sound made him feel like he was living with Zhong Yi.

With a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers and a [-]-hour time difference, it's all lies to say that you don't feel flustered.

Like all ordinary couples in foreign countries, what they have to overcome is not only the distance of time and space, but also the emptiness of "no one stands with me at dusk, no one asks me how to warm my porridge".

It seems to be living in a different dimension, no matter whether you are happy or sad, you cannot pass it on to the other party immediately.

Relying on the double pressure of high-intensity studies and starting a business, Zhong Yi gradually reduced her lovesickness, while the sentimental Shen Xifeng was not so strong.

He first called Brother Cheng with great enthusiasm and asked him to inquire about the price of a private jet. The other party was silent for a while and replied: "You want the one that can fly to the United States? It just so happens that someone on Weibo is looking for a private jet. Seller, [-] million US dollars, do you want to go and have a look and negotiate a price or something."

"..."

Shen Xifeng hung up the phone angrily, and started the revenge mode.

Real men don't gossip about trivial matters, and all their resentment and dissatisfaction are buried in their hearts and written into the penguin's personalized signature.

Shen Xifeng's Penguin account is purely private, and there are only Zhong Yi, Shen's mother, Cheng Ge, and Jing Mingchu in it. Now that everyone doesn't use penguins much, he happily jumps around and uses that place as a wall of complaints .

Zhong Yi doesn’t log in to Penguin once every year. One day, a classmate in China wants to send him a file. There is a problem with WeChat, so he opens Penguin to receive it.

After he finished his work, he remembered that he had blocked Shen Xifeng here before, so he involuntarily tapped his finger into their dialog box and unblocked it.

Just after finishing the operation, Zhongyi saw the system prompt: WW has updated the signature.

The yellow paper post below reads: "Brother Cheng laughed at me today for not being able to afford a private jet, isn't it only [-] million dollars! I will work hard for another ten years!"

Today at 22:34

Zhong Yi was startled, a certain ominous premonition rushed into his heart.

He clicked on the gaudy thing, with Shen Xifeng's cartoon head next to it, and it looked like a sticker that could only be used by high-level VIPs.

yesterday at 11:24

"You are Feng'er and I am Sha, I will fly to find him."

10-2016: 11

"My daughter-in-law's surname is Zhong, she has long legs and a flat chest, and when she beats people up, she's very powerful!"

10-2003: 15

"My daughter-in-law doesn't answer my phone, so I can't sleep."

……

……

Zhong Yi shook her hands and slid from top to bottom. These signatures changed almost every day, sometimes two or three times a day. Almost all of them were related to Zhong Yi. Zhong Yi couldn't laugh or cry.

I knew before that Shen Xifeng talked a lot, but I didn't expect that if he was not allowed to speak out, he would just write it out for you. Anyway, it is impossible to keep that mouth shut!

Zhong Yi rubbed his brows, sighed fiercely, and sent a voice message to Shen Xifeng:

"Don't buy a plane, come here by yourself, I have a holiday for Christmas."

Shen Xifeng was ecstatic when he heard this.

Because of the previous agreement with Zhong Yi, he could not go to the United States to find him for no reason. Now that he got the imperial decree, Shen Xifeng immediately started preparing for the visa.

However, thanks to the visa officer at the US Consulate, who is always in a hurry, a big star like Shen Yu still has to be "administratively tried".

He anxiously waited for more than a month before he successfully got the visa before Christmas.

Zhong Yi didn't want Shen Xifeng to come over because he was really busy.

In addition to his studies, Zhong Yi is still preparing to start his own business. He chose the financial circle in New York because he wanted to achieve the goal of the first stage as soon as possible.

Shen Xifeng put half of his cash flow into Zhongyi's card before, and he paid money into it every month. When he was in China, Zhongyi made several investments, all of which rose steadily.

With the intention of coming to the United States with a huge amount of money, he vowed to double the money continuously.

Zhong Yi has no material desires, Shen Xifeng spends all of his money on investment, and he lives on scholarships; when he encounters good job opportunities, he goes out from time to time to earn some extra money; and sends back all the money he saves to aunt.

New York Fashion Week kicked off in November, and the Chinese sisters of the same profession were working there. They needed a few models with Asian faces, so they called Zhong Yi.

After taking a few photos of Zhong Yi, the photographer with a European accent saw that he was Chinese, so he asked him if he knew 'Kung Fu'.

Zhong Yi blinked and replied, "I know Taekwondo."

After the photographer asked him to make a few gestures, his eyes lit up, and he handed him a business card, asking him to bring his Taoist uniform to the studio for an audition tomorrow.

The next day, Zhong Yi wore a taekwondo suit and played a few sets of poomsae and kicks in front of the green screen. In less than two hours, he won [-] dollars, and happily signed the authorization contract.

Zhong Yi took this windfall, thought about it for a few days, and drove back in a second-hand Japanese car - when Shen Xifeng came, they could go for a drive in their own car!

Before Christmas, Shen Xifeng won ten days of rest for himself by forcing him to die, and got on the flight to New York without a single minute of delay.

Shen Xifeng was traveling purely privately this time, and he didn't even bring Brother Cheng with him. After landing, he saw Zhong Yi waving at him outside the security gate.

I haven't seen each other for more than three months, and the first sight of Zhong Yi's thin figure almost brought Shen Xifeng to tears.

When Zhong Yi happily took him to the parking lot and showed him their first horse in the United States, Shen Xifeng's tears really rolled down.

Shen Xifeng looked at the old H logo and the Civic logo on the rear, and frowned: "This is...you bought a second-hand car?"

"Yes, it's a good deal, less than two thousand dollars!" Zhong Yi opened the passenger door for Shen Xifeng gentlemanly: "The car is in good condition, and it was sold to me by a Chinese senior."

Shen Xifeng was wrapped in a mature masculine scent with a slight tobacco smell, sitting on the passenger seat that smelled like onions, shaking with the body of the car: "The original owner...is he really a student?"

"Oh, he still has to work part-time to deliver pizza during the holidays." Zhong Yi also felt that the car was shaking violently, looked around, and said to himself: "I guess there is something wrong with the shock absorption, I have to ask someone to look at it tomorrow."

Seeing the face of the person beside him getting darker and darker, Zhong Yi hastily turned on the stereo, and suddenly a familiar voice wafted out.

"The season of slightly smoky waves is the beginning of parting.

The summer wind rolled the gauze curtain, looking at the empty classroom.

……

……

The flaming leaves, the flaming clouds,

The fragrance of ink on the test paper cannot be blown away by the breeze,

And the brilliance in our smiles. "

That was Shen Xifeng's 16-year-old voice.

"Didn't expect that," Zhong Yi glanced at Shen Xifeng who was in a daze, and smiled a bit shyly.

"At first, I was a little hesitant to buy this car, but it turned out that the owner of the car was still a taro, so I bought it without bargaining."

Shen Xifeng turned his head, looked at Zhong Yi who was dressed in old clothes after taking off his down jacket, and suddenly asked, "Yi, what money will I give you?"

"Investment." Zhong Yi glanced at him inexplicably, "Didn't I tell you that you let me do it as well."

"..."

Shen Xifeng took a few deep breaths, and asked in a different way: "Then how much is your monthly living expenses?"

"It really didn't count."

Zhong Yi looked ahead and frowned slightly: "Anyway, the scholarship is enough, and the part-time job money is still available..."

"work to earn a living?!"

Shen Xifeng, who was wearing a haute couture coat, finally ran away.

"Are you going to work? My daughter-in-law of Shen Yu, no, my boyfriend drives a second-hand broken Japanese car, and he still wants to work?!"

Zhong Yi was startled by Shen Xifeng's sudden roar, and blinked, but still didn't understand where this man's anger came from.

The two of them stiffened and walked back to the Columbia campus in silence.

During the Christmas holiday, the dormitory building was empty, Zhong Yi brought Shen Xifeng into his dormitory.

After putting down the luggage, Zhong saw that Shen Xifeng looked hesitant, and he didn't know what to say, so he turned around and took a bottle of drink, and handed it to him without saying a word.

Shen Xifeng didn't take the drink, and grabbed the person's wrist directly into his arms.

"You live on scholarships and part-time jobs in the United States?"

Shen Xifeng's face was sullen, the usual smile was gone in those beautiful eyes, they were dark, and Zhong Yi swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

Zhong Yi also knew that he hadn't eaten pork for a few months, so he might be a little greedy right now, and he was a little bit flustered when he spoke: "I, I have enough money, and I don't like to buy things... Look at me You can still buy a car."

It's good not to mention it, but Shen Xifeng's expression darkened when he mentioned the small broken car.

"I'm not around, you just take care of yourself like this? Don't you know how much I send to your card every month? Why don't you spend that money and torture yourself like this?"

It turned out to be angry about this.

Zhong Yi didn't want to waste too much time on this topic, so she put her mind to rest, leaned forward and kissed Shen Xifeng, and said softly with a smile, "I miss you."

Poor Shen Xifeng, who had been guarding the cold kiln for more than three months, was only touched lightly, and in an instant, an electric current rushed from the tailbone to the spine, which made him forget what he had said.

"You, don't try to change the subject..."

Shen Xifeng wanted to use his airs to teach others a lesson, but was distracted by the smile in Zhong Yi's eyes, forget it, let's give some other lessons first!

This lesson lasted all night, and neither of them could get up the next day.

In addition, Shen Xifeng was going to be jet-lagged, and the two of them didn't leave the dormitory door until the third day.

It was Christmas Eve that day, Shen Xifeng booked a suite at the Plaza Hotel, and the two walked around Midtown Manhattan under light snow, holding hot cocoa and brushing past family members returning home in a hurry on the street.

When passing by Times Square, Zhong Yi bought Shen Xifeng his favorite sandwich, and pointed to the street and told Shen Xifeng: "In a few days, during the New Year, all roads will be closed here, and thousands of people will gather in the square , watching the countdown on the big screen over there, celebrating the new year together.”

Speaking of this, Zhong Yi suddenly smiled, and motioned Shen Xifeng to look up at the big advertising screen: "On your birthday, Taro from the United States bought this screen for a day's advertising time to promote Shen Yu to Americans. "

Shen Xifeng looked at the big screen that often appeared in various movies and TV, and also smiled. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly froze.

Zhong Yi followed his gaze, and saw an advertisement on the screen. It was a person wearing a Taekwondo suit doing pomsa. From Zhong Yi's professional point of view, that person was very strong, an absolute master.

Just when the two were staring at each other intently, the person in the ad turned around, faced the camera, and saluted respectfully.

With this turn, the sandwich in Zhong Yi's hand almost fell to the ground in shock—the person in the ad was none other than himself.

It turned out that this advertisement was shot a month ago!

Zhong stared intently at the big screen, feeling somewhat proud. Few people have the opportunity to evaluate himself objectively from the standpoint of a third party. He got this opportunity and gave himself a very good evaluation.

Zhong Yi, who seldom raised her tail, turned her head quickly, looked at Shen Xifeng with bright eyes, and waited for the praise with full face, but she saw that Shen Xifeng also turned his head with wide eyes.

Shen Xifeng pointed at the advertisement screen, even his voice was trembling: "You still go to accept the advertisement?? After all this, you still say that the money is enough?!"

"???"

Zhong Yi blinked again, raised the sandwich in his hand, and said aggrievedly: "It's enough, I always buy 12-inch Subway, never 6-inch!"