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Luo Ting stood expressionlessly on the stage and faced his lines with rival actor Xu Jia. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a staff member on the right side of the stage who was checking the lights with a blue sign hanging on his chest. Luo Ting looked at that person's face for a while, but couldn't see what that person looked like, so he looked away.

The director of the show is a delicate woman. She took a look at Luo Ting and asked him, "Teacher Luo, are you okay?"

Luo Ting twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Thank you, I'm fine."

The director nodded, "That's good, let's continue."

Half an hour later, Xu Jia, who was playing with him, patted Luo Ting, who misspoke a line 16 times, "Brother Luo, you need to take a break."

Luo Ting said "Yes", bowed to the director, and said, "Excuse me, just give me a few minutes."

The director glanced at the pale-faced Luo Ting, and said, "You look in a bad state, why don't we stop here temporarily today? The recording of the show will start tomorrow night, we can..."

"No, I can just take a break, thank you director."

The director did not expect that this little fresh meat, who suddenly became popular in the past six months, would not be overwhelmed by those fans at all. Compared with those stars whose assistants and followers formed a small team, Luo Ting only had one manager and one assistant, and all the makeup and styling were done by himself. It's really rare to be able to watch a ten-minute small theater scene in a variety show so seriously, and stay up until the early hours of the morning after doing it yourself.

The director of the show was very touched, and seeing how persistent he was, he couldn't persuade him any more. After thinking about it, he said, "Okay then, take a 20-minute break before continuing."

Luo Ting thanked her, glanced at the assistant Jiang Ru in the audience, and went to the bathroom.

Jiang Ru stood at the door of the men's toilet, and handed the cigarette and mobile phone to Luo Ting. Before leaving, she put the yellow [under maintenance] tripod at the door, looked at Luo Ting's thin back and sighed, and then leave.

Luo Ting finished smoking a cigarette in the innermost partition door of the men's toilet, pressed the flush button to flush the cigarette butt into the sewer, turned on the phone, and called Luo Qing.

Luo Qing's voice came quickly, "Brother! I heard you went to S City?"

"Well, yes." Luo Ting said, "How are you at school?"

"Very good, the teacher and classmates are all very good." Luo Qing's voice became a little meandering, and said, "Well... Sister Yu Yan will also come to see me, bring me a lot of delicious food, and Show me the photos of your filming scene, I think your costume photos without beauty filters look better than the ones on TV!"

Luo Ting was silent for a while, and said, "Xiaoqing, brother won't interfere in your life, but, Yu Yan, brother wants you to stay away from her."

Luo Qing asked, "Is it because...she is Brother Yu Chen's younger sister?

"No." Luo Ting said, "I don't know the reason yet, but Xiaoqing, you should keep a distance from her."

After a moment of silence, Luo Ting added, "Especially, don't fall in love with her."

Luo Qing was stabbed in the center of his mind, and was speechless for a long while.

Luo Ting slowed down his tone and said, "As long as you like, whether you are a man or a woman, my brother will support you, but she...she is the actress." After a pause, he added, "My brother hopes that you can kiss the one you love in the crowd. , to tell the world that you are very happy, not like my brother did back then, heh, you dare not even hold hands."

"Brother..." Luo Qing's voice became nasal.

Luo Ting interrupted her and said, "My brother has experienced this kind of thing once, so don't try it again."

After a gust of wind, Yu Yan's voice appeared on the other end of the phone, "This Mr. Luo, may I ask, why do you make choices for Luo Qing?"

"I..."

"Also," Yu Yan interrupted Luo Ting and said, "Why do you think I dare not tell the world?"

Yu Yan took Luo Qing's hand, looked at her, and said with her mobile phone, "I didn't say it before, because Qing'er is still young, I don't want Qing'er to be raped, saying that she has a puppy love." She squatted in front of Luo Qing, with one hand Holding the mobile phone, he touched Luo Qing's cheek with one hand, and said with a smile, "The press conference of "Listening to the Rain in the Middle of the Night", which I directed and acted on my own, was Qing'er's 18th birthday. Do you think such a good day should happen? What good thing is enough to add to the fun?"

After a long silence, Luo Ting said, "Yes."

Luo Qing's eyes were shining, and she said with a blushing face, "Sister Yu Yan, I...you...that...you just...that..."

"Qing'er," Yu Yan cut off the call and said, "Are you stuttering?"

Luo Qing said, "I, I didn't, I just, just..."

"It's okay." There was a dark brown chocolate-like substance in Yu Yan's palm. She pinched Luo Qing's chin and said, "Sister has medicine, and it will bring you back to normal immediately."

Luo Qing's face, ears, and neck were all turned into magma, red and hot.

Yu Yan slowly opened her mouth, and when she was 1 meter away from the corner of Luo Qing's lips, she stuffed the "medicine" into her mouth, and then said beside Luo Qing's lips, "Qing'er, open your mouth."

Luo Qingyan opened her lips slightly, and the tip of her nimble tongue jumped into her mouth, and fed her the elixir.

After completing the mission, Lingtong forgot to return to his life and lingered.The tip of the tongue swept across the wall of her cavity, caught Luo Qing's retracted tongue, and tasted it repeatedly for a long time. When he withdrew, he licked at the corner of her lips again. Reluctantly leave.

Luo Qing buried her head in the hollow of Yu Yan's shoulder, shyly afraid to look up at her.

Yu Yan put one hand on her waist, stroked her long hair with the other, and said with a smile, "In September, the topic of 'The Queen's Sleeping Fan' should be a hot topic, um...it's best to blow it up for a year half load."

Luo Qing shyly pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't answer.

Yu Yan held Luo Qing's delicate face and said, "If I lose my fans, there will be no filming, Qing'er, will you support me?"

Luo Qing nodded and said in a low voice, "I...I am willing."

Yu Yan held Luo Qing in her arms, let her sit on her lap, held her hand, and played with it.After thinking about it, he reached out and took the nail clippers from the far desk.

Luo Qing hurriedly said, "Sister Yu Yan, I will do it myself."

"Don't move." Yu Yan kissed her and said, "Sister will cut it for you."

"Ten fingers connected to heart." Yu Yan grabbed Luo Qing's hand and said, "I hope the temperature from your fingertips can reach my heart, and that is where I stayed."

Luo Qing nodded, "Yes."

After Yu Yan finished cutting the nails of one hand, she would blow on them twice, and then, she would put a kiss on the nail cap.

After trimming all ten fingers, Yu Yan inserted her hand between Luo Qing's fingers and said, "Qing'er, as long as it has something to do with my sister, it will be sweet, do you believe it?"

Luo Qing nodded, "I believe."

"Okay," Yu Yan said, "Qing'er must remember this sentence, and remember it for the rest of her life."

The two sat quietly for a while, Luo Qing said, "Brother, he..."

"Don't worry, there is a sister." Yu Yan hugged her and said, "Everything will be fine."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Ting opened the wooden door and went out to wash his hands.

Unlike ordinary people who can't help but look at themselves in the mirror when they wash their hands, Luo Ting's eyelids did not move, he stared at the slender and white hands that flowed down the water, and scrubbed earnestly until the phone on the washstand rang. Tighten the faucet.

When he went to get the phone, the water in his hand condensed into beads along his slender fingertips, and dripped onto the black glass screen.

Luo Ting's hand paused for a second in mid-air above the phone, and picked up the phone before the second drop of water was about to form and fall.

When he reached the door, Luo Ting stopped, looking for something in his pocket.Taking a look at the skirt hanging on the upper of the shoe, Luo Ting belatedly remembered that in order to fit into the role, he took off his private clothes before the rehearsal and replaced them with his costume.

Half a minute later, Luo Ting chose the former among the two options of "call Jiang Ru" and "go back and get it myself".

When Chen Zhiyu brought the coat over, Luo Ting was leaning against the glass railing outside the toilet aisle, his expression was the same as before, and nothing unusual could be seen.

Chen Zhiyu stood a few meters away and watched for a while, and found Luo Ting's unstable mood.

Frowning, Chen Zhiyu walked over.

Luo Ting raised his eyes and glanced at him, then quickly put his gaze on the dark coat on his arm.

When Luo Ting stretched out his hand, Chen Zhiyu grabbed him.

If it had been before, Luo Ting would have frowned and moved his hand away, and asked him coldly, "Are you free?" But now, Luo Ting didn't make any movement or sound, and just looked at the green box in Chen Zhiyu's hand.

But soon, Luo Ting turned back into Luo Ting again, he moved his hands away, raised his eyelids, his amber pupils were as cold as usual.

He asked Chen Zhiyu, "Are you free?"

"The temperature in City S has cooled down. I just want to know if it's cold for you standing here." Chen Zhiyu didn't care about Luo Ting's indifference. He withdrew his hand, smiled, and said, "There are still 5 minutes."

Luo Ting said "hmm" without emotion, and threw the mints into his mouth.

In the first three years of joining Tingyu, Luo Ting has been wandering outside the [-]th line. It was not until two years ago, when his manager was replaced by Chen Zhiyu, that Luo Ting's acting career began to turn around.

Chen Zhiyu has a gentle personality but strong professional ability. In the second month as his agent, he changed his cards, changed his assistant, and asked Luo Ting to learn styling and makeup. In addition, to participate in any program, Luo Ting did it himself.Therefore, he also won the title of "Almighty Male God".

Afterwards, Luo Ting had to nod before accepting any TV series, participating in any programs, endorsing any brand, or even playing a few minutes of friendly guest roles.

After Chen Zhiyu successfully turned Luo Ting into a high-quality decathlon god, he took him to meet director Chang Ping, who is good at shooting criminal investigation subjects, because of the lifelessness in his eyes and the coldness he showed when he was silent , the director gave him the role of a victim turned perpetrator.

Luo Ting was very upbeat, and turned the little supporting role who was burned by the world and could not be saved into the most topical person in this drama, and also made Luo Ting's name instantly popular all over the country.

Before the show was over, Luo Ting, who continued to be in the top three topics on Weibo, received an invitation from S City, the most popular variety show in the country.

Apart from going out to have dinner with the director and investors, Luo Ting never refused or raised opinions or rejected the company's arrangements, but this time, he told Chen Zhiyu that he didn't want to go.

For two years, Chen Zhiyu never said "no" to Luo Ting, but this time, he said to Luo Ting, "You must go."

"I know you don't like to act in this kind of subject matter, but this is only a ten-minute clip. You can also take this opportunity to let the audience who doubt your acting skills know you again." Chen Zhiyu put his hands on the wooden railing, and his body slightly Leaning, he added, "Director Xu Zhou will be here tomorrow. If you can be selected by him, you can go to the big screen... Only then will you have the capital to refuse and the right to choose the script."

Luo Ting crushed the mint candy with his teeth, and the strong coolness instantly swept through the whole mouth.

Luo Ting took back his gaze from the glass window, put on his coat, stuffed the mints and mobile phone into his pockets, said "OK", and returned to the rehearsal site without turning his eyes.

The author has something to say: This is five years later.

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