Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

After finally getting through the work, Aning couldn't wait to change out of her costume and take off her heavy makeup. After changing back into her own clothes, she quickly ran to the door of the set. When she saw a circle of people outside, she turned around silently. go back.

She knew that the hot searches might not drop so quickly, but she never expected that the trend of several hot searches would extend straight upward in just one afternoon, with no intention of falling down at all.

She didn't expect that so many entertainment reporters would come to the set to squat. She was like a lamb about to be slaughtered, weak, pitiful and helpless.

Maybe she should ask the director if he could see her off the set without alerting reporters.

When Lu Yanzhi finished taking the last photo of the day, he asked Xiao Chen for the car keys. He knew that there must be many reporters outside and it was difficult for Aning to go out, so he planned to act as a bodyguard to take her home.

After learning that Lu Yanzhi was going to drive by himself, Xiao Chen started his tirade like an old mother, urging people to drive more carefully.

You don't need to think about it to know why this person is driving. Even after Lu Yanzhi said that he had someone he liked, everyone in their team knew that the girl's name was An Ning.

If there are no bad comments in today's hot search comment section, no one is deliberately trying to be negative, and it is even developing in a good direction, it is not all because of their team's maintenance in the background.

And in this situation where the two of them could be alone, they were ruthlessly left behind by him like a burden.

When Lu Yanyu came out of his lounge, he saw the girl walking towards the studio. He hurriedly chased after her, following her in a few steps.

The weak sunset light hit her broken hair blown up by the wind, like a hazy soft light that calmed the years, like a dream.

He stared at the girl's neatly tied ponytail swaying on the back of her head. He felt itchy in his heart, so he said, "Aning."

Lu Yanyu's voice sounded behind him. Aning stopped and turned around slowly, and a tall and neat figure appeared in his sight.

The man was wearing a black jacket, with cold white skin standing out. The last glimmer of light from the sky shone on his delicate face, making the man inexplicably stand out.

"What?" Aning asked him.

"Xiao Chen said there are reporters outside, can I take you back?" Lu Yan looked at her with dark and narrow eyes, although his tone was questioning, but it also meant that he could not refuse.

"Okay." Aning only struggled mentally for a few seconds before agreeing, because her phone was out of battery and her top priority was to go home quickly.

Lu Yanyu didn't seem to expect that she would answer so easily. He looked directly at her with his long and narrow eyes, his crimson lips curved upward, and he pulled on the fair and slender wrist, "Follow me."

A big G was parked on the southeast side of the studio. Lu Yanyu opened the passenger door and let Aning get in first before getting in the car himself.

There was a charging port in the car, and after getting permission, she pulled the data cable and connected it to her mobile phone.

Lu Yanyu fastened his seat belt and waited for her to finish what he was doing. He reached out and took out an individually wrapped mask from the storage box and handed it to her, "Put on a mask just in case."

"Just put me down at the intersection in a moment." Aning put on the mask and raised his eyes and said to Lu Yanyu who was driving.

"That won't work. What if there is someone with evil intentions on the road?" Lu Yanyu stared straight ahead, turning the steering wheel with his hands. The meridians on the back of his hands were clearly visible, and his knuckles were as clear as jade under the warm yellow car lights. .

An Ning rolled her eyes at him in her heart. From her perspective, the person with real evil intentions seems to be you yourself. .

The car was driving very slowly, and I don't know if Lu Yanyu did it on purpose. The ten-minute journey was dragged out for more than half an hour. Aning looked at the time and felt a little anxious.

It's half past seven, brother.

There are still people waiting for her at home.

There was a traffic light ahead, and the car stopped slowly. He turned his head to look at her, and said in a sultry voice, "How about I be a good person and do my best to deliver you to your door?"

"what ever."

Anyway, she was already there after passing the traffic light, so she didn't care. She lowered her head and sent a message to the little fox at home that she was almost home, and then lazily tilted her head to talk.

"You said if I sign a company, which one is better, Jiaheng or Xinghua?"

She wanted Lu Yanyu to give her advice. As a senior who had been in business for ten years, he must have more experience than her in choosing a company.

She wanted to learn from experience and listen to opinions.

But this man didn't seem to follow common sense and snorted coldly, "Both of them are bad, one is selling himself and the other is working for free."

"You want to sign a company?" he asked.

"I have this plan." But there was no suitable one, and the two that she thought were suitable were rejected, Aning thought to herself.

The car arrived at the destination unconsciously, but Lu Zhiyan had no intention of opening the door. After turning off the lights, he turned his head, his eyes were clear under his thin bangs, and the silver streetlight came in through the front window and fell on his straight nose, which was particularly special. Eye-catching.

He stared at her for a few seconds and said, "Maybe you can consider my studio."

The man's expression was very serious and he didn't look like he was joking. She looked at him for a few seconds.

"You have a studio?"

If I remember correctly, the man in front of me seems to be an artist from Xingyi. Is he going to go out on his own?

"Well, I opened it with a friend. I'm just starting out. If you're interested, you can go and have a look. I'll send you the address on my mobile phone." Lu Zhiyan acted very quickly and sent Aning the address of the studio to her while she was stunned.

Aning lowered his head and glanced at the address on the screen. He was surprised that it was this one.

As early as when she thought about signing a company, she did a small survey on various entertainment companies in the industry, and finally settled on Jiaheng and Xinghua. However, Lu Zhiyan's studio was not included in her scope from the beginning.

Because she couldn't find any information and the studio didn't sign any artists, she was worried that it was a scam company, so she passed the call immediately. However, she didn't expect that the boss was Lu Zhiyan and someone else was sitting next to her at the moment.

The man's expression was sincere and sincere, which made Accrington feel guilty. After saying that he would find time to go there and take a look in the next two days, he couldn't wait to open the car door and get out of the car.

After thanking her, she closed the car door neatly. Just as she turned to leave, the man's clear and mellow voice suddenly sounded in the quiet alley.

"Aren't you going to invite me up to sit down? We're all downstairs."

Lu Zhiyan got out of the driver's seat and put his hand on the car door. The clear moonlight outlined his figure, making the whole person half-dark and his features empty.

Hearing the sound, Aning turned around and glanced at him, waving his hand as if he didn't understand what he said: "No need to send it off, I can walk up by myself."

After saying that, she disappeared quickly as if she was afraid that he would really come to see her off.