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Fu Mingyuan stared at the moving picture for a while, then turned his head to look at Du Jing who was sitting next to him, put the phone upside down on his lap, and rubbed the back of the phone with his fingers.

How could this man be so dishonest.

For the filming, his hair was shaved short, and his ears were directly exposed to the air.

Du Jing chatted with the director who was sitting together playing with the mobile phone, then turned his head, stared at Fu Mingyuan's ear for a while, and then looked up at the air conditioner in the lounge.

"Are you hot?" Because of the limited space in the shopping mall, the actors participating in this promotion were all crowded together, and the air was not well circulated.

It's normal to be hot.

Hearing this, Fu Mingyuan's upright body seemed to stiffen for a moment, but Du Jing didn't notice it.

He got up to find water for Fu Mingyuan.

When he went to get the water and handed it to Fu Mingyuan, Fu Mingyuan answered with a sullen face and a low voice.

Du Jing: "Did you have a fever because you didn't rest? Why don't you go back to City A tonight?"

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Du Jing: ...That's not the case, that kid Fu Mingli is also taken care of by his aunt at home, so he won't die of hunger.

After a while, Fu Mingyuan took a sip of water.

He touched the phone case again, and said: "Du Jing."

His throat was a little hoarse, probably because he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days.

Hearing this, Du Jing frowned slightly, thinking that he had to prepare some medicine later.

He didn't go abroad with Fu Mingyuan, and there are still a lot of things going on in the company.

"What's the matter with your voice..." Before Du Jing finished speaking, Fu Mingyuan stood up.

Turn the phone to the camera interface and hand it to Du Jing.

Du Jing:?

Fu Mingyuan raised his chin slightly, motioning for him to continue.

Then he walked to the door himself, checked that there were no other people in the background, and then said in a calm voice, "Take a picture of me."

Du Jing was stunned for two seconds before reacting, and took the phone: "Weibo is willing to open?"

After fiddling with it for a while, he exited the original camera, and found that there was really no such app as a beauty camera on his phone, so he resigned to his fate and returned to the original camera.

Fu Mingyuan leaned against the door frame, and frowned slightly when he heard Du Jing's words.

"It should be open a long time ago, why don't you use my mobile phone to take pictures? I will take a few group photos later, your original Apple camera is too ruined..."

"No."

"Those female stars in a while..." Du Jing heard that his voice seemed to be mixed with something else, so he let out an ah.

"Have you spoken yet?"

He pointed the camera at Fu Mingyuan, and seeing Fu Mingyuan's face and figure without P or beauty under the camera, he still couldn't help but lie in his heart.

Fu Mingyuan pinched the center of his eyebrows, leaned back slightly, and stretched his right leg forward.

I heard from an actress in the same group before that this posture can make the legs look long.

He repeated again: "It's not Weibo."

"I don't open a shop either, what do I do?"

"Then why are you filming this?" Du Jing's originally gratified smile instantly turned into a frightened face.

At the same time, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

He looked at Fu Mingyuan who was still maintaining the posture of stretching his right leg and leaning back, and asked the question in his heart: "You won't...show that anchor?"

After asking, Du Jing felt like the sky was falling.

"Did you fall off the horse!" Because there were people beside him, he could only suppress his throat, but he couldn't hide the sad look on his face.

Fu Mingyuan moved his legs, frowned and said, "What are you thinking?"

"He wants a live photo of Fu Mingyuan."

Du Jing: ...

"Aren't you!"

Fu Mingyuan lowered his head slightly: "Well...I'm not in his position."

Du Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This has not yet fallen off the horse, and it can be saved.

Then he thought for a while, and directed: "You take pictures here, it doesn't look like a normal photo at first glance."

Fu Mingyuan tilted his head and glanced at him.

Not to show long legs?

"In a moment, when you're on stage with them, I'll take two snapshots for you."

After all, he stuffed the phone back to Fu Mingyuan: "You are leaning against the door, what kind of bad posture?"

The already long legs look longer.

"En." Fu Mingyuan responded, with a flash of regret in his eyes.

As soon as the two of them put away their mobile phones, an actress ran over with a shy face, and looked at Fu Mingyuan embarrassedly.

"That...Brother Fu, can we take a photo together?"

……

Shen Qi's passerby photo did not arrive, but Fu Mingyuan's long-lost business update on Weibo came.

——A group photo with all the crew members of this public welfare film.

There are a bunch of groundhog-screaming fans on Weibo.

Shen Qi huddled in the middle, imitated screaming, and clicked to save the photo.

Fu Mingyuan in the middle of the group photo is also the most handsome and outstanding.

By the time I checked Weibo, the publicity had already ended.

After scrolling through Weibo, Shen Qi lay on the bed, flipping through some information about house purchases.

The information was so cumbersome that it made him dizzy.

After watching it for a while, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

In the evening of autumn, it rained suddenly.

Shen Qi didn't sleep well, the rain was too loud and hit the window sill.

He went back to that year again.

When I woke up, it was obviously cold weather, but I was covered in cold sweat.

He propped his forehead with one hand and panted violently for a while before recovering.

Then he grinned and laughed silently.

But the smile couldn't last to the bottom of the eyes, and the eyes gradually turned red.

His body was too sticky, he looked at the time and got up to take a shower.

Ten minutes later, Shen Qi checked the news.

"2 yuan" sent him a few photos.

In the first picture, at the event site, Fu Mingyuan stood among several actors, holding a microphone with his lips pursed.

In the second photo, he interacted with fans and handed fans a doll with a gentle expression.

In the third picture, he seems to have seen the lens and focused his eyes.

Shen Qi's interface stayed on the focused photo for a long time.

Then switch back to the chat interface.

Your brother Qi: Thank you brother :)

You Qi Ge: From this point of view, he is more handsome than God A

fmy: ...

fmy: still not asleep?

Shen Qi wiped his hair with a towel, it was inconvenient to type, so he simply sent a voice message.

Because he just got up and took a shower, his voice was a bit muffled.

"Just woke up." He sniffed.

Fu Mingyuan was stunned.

Typing is much slower than ever.

fmy: I received the autographed photo, thank you

He took a photo, and under the dim light, he neatly arranged the photos sent by Shen Qi.

He seems to remember the chronological order of all the pictures.

Shen Qi let out an ah.

Suddenly, my ears feel hot.

Moreover, he really wants to do one thing now.

He threw the towel aside, leaned against the head of the bed, and made a voice in a low voice: "It's past twelve, aren't you going to sleep?"

Fu Mingyuan felt a little hot in his palms.

He clicked on the voice and listened to it several times before replying: Not yet.

Shen Qi laughed.

Your brother Qi: Then brother, can you make a WeChat voice call?

The author has something to say: yes, I also want to play

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Thank you nutrient solution and Ray