Mr. Qin is always serious

For the whole night afterwards, as long as Wen Lang closed his eyes, he could hear the rough and hoarse voice of the rubber duck, endlessly circling around his ears.

So sleepless until dawn.

The next day, the studio break.

Wen Lang sat there with a gloomy expression, the low pressure in his body was so full that it was about to overflow.

The little hamster shivered beside him, not daring to say a word, and lowered his head to send a message to Song Li.

Hamster Duanzi loves candy: Brother Song, are you coming soon?I feel like something is not quite right.

Since Song Li heard yesterday that Wen Lang might have a sweetheart, he has been a little irritable. The more he thought about it at night, the more he felt that this might be the case.

There was a quick reply there.

The dawn of a paulownia tree: It's almost here, has your idol started filming now?

Hamster Duanzi loves candy: Not yet, but I think Brother Lang seems to be in a bad mood today.

Not long after the news was sent, Song Li's figure hurriedly appeared at the door.

Shu He was so moved that he was about to cry, and looked at Song Li eagerly with his dark hamster eyes.

Song Li came over: "Boss."

Wen Lang raised his head and glanced at him, exuding an aura of not being close to strangers all over his body.

Oh wow.

The little boy lost his temper?

Song Li clicked his tongue in his heart, lowered his head and turned on the phone, just in time to see the message Shu He just sent.

Dawn of a paulownia tree: what's wrong?

Hamster Duanzi loves candy: I ​​don't know, it was like this when I came here in the morning, but I have a bold idea... Is Brother Lang broken in love?

Dawn of a paulownia tree:  …

I just said I have a sweetheart yesterday.

Fall in love today.

Are you young demons too playful?

Song Li couldn't help but clicked his tongue again.

Shu He thought about it carefully, and felt that this was unlikely. After all, his idol was good-looking, acting skills and personality, so how could he be broken in love.

What is the reason?

Hamster dumpling loves candy: [Brain Pain].jpg

The dawn of a paulownia tree: [The head is bald].jpg

The two monsters gathered beside them and clicked on the keyboard, with an indescribably ferocious expression on their expressions.

Wen Lang tilted his head and glanced, saying that he didn't really understand their thoughts.

Forget about the little hamster, after all, he is young, maybe it is the sorrow and sorrow of adolescence, but Song Li is a lot of old monsters, and he doesn't know what to join in the fun, menopause?

It's better to go home and drink wolfberry soaked water.

His Majesty Gluttonous: [Sarcasm face].jpg

At this time, the two monsters over there finally reached a conclusion after discussing it, and decided to ask around first.

In the end, Song Li took on this important task.

Song Li: "Boss, I want to ask you something."

Wen Lang: "Say."

Song Li thought it over for a while: "Actually, it's not an important matter, I just want to ask, do you have any opinions on dating?"

Wen Lang felt that this question was asked inexplicably, and he didn't even raise his head: "Is it because cats are not easy to touch dogs, or mobile phones are not fun? What kind of relationship is it? Are you too free to ask this?"

Song Li breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Wen Lang would not lie.

He was relieved, but Wen Lang felt a little strange, not knowing why he asked such a question suddenly.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Shuhe, who stood beside him with his head bowed, like a primary school student who was scolded after making a mistake, and he understood instantly.

Probably the child was caught in a relationship and was scolded by the old monster.

Why bother?Such a cute kid.

Thinking of this, Wen Lang couldn't help but add: "But there's nothing wrong with falling in love. You need to change your old-fashioned temperament. You can't allow young monsters to fall in love just because you are over 1000 years old and still a bachelor. That's not kind."

Old bachelor? !

Unkind? !

Song Li wanted to hit someone after hearing this.

He took a few deep breaths, and said in his heart don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry, this is a big brother, you can't beat it, it's useless to make you sad, so you might as well bear it, and after doing this several times, he managed to calm down.

Song Li squeezed out a smile and was about to speak.

The little hamster next to him looked at him, and asked innocently and ignorantly: "Brother Song, you are really over 1000 years old, and you haven't dated yet."

To be reasonable, elementary school students are better than you now.

Song Li: "..."

Today's manager, Mr., still really wants to resign.

Song Li came in a hurry and left in a hurry, and left angrily with his briefcase.

Wen Lang pissed him off, and his mood inexplicably improved. When he was in a good mood, he went crazy, and the filming of the subsequent scenes went very smoothly.

And what's amazing is that Qin Jingshen, who had been circling in his mind for a whole day yesterday, never appeared again.

Thinking about it is actually quite normal.

After all, no matter how good-looking it is, it is not as lethal as a squawking rubber duck.

Wen Lang wanted to laugh inexplicably, just as he was enjoying himself, the field manager over there ran over and said that Chen Jia was looking for him.

Chen Jia is adjusting the camera in front.

Wen Lang walked over: "Director Chen."

Chen Jia turned around and looked at him with a smile: "Wen Lang, more than two-thirds of this show is over now, and it's only a few days before it ends. Do you have any ideas?"

Wen Lang subconsciously felt that Chen Jia wanted to trick him: "Probably because he wants to go home to take care of himself, plant flowers, walk the dog, feed the cat, etc., and occasionally play chess and gossip with the neighbors in the neighborhood."

Chen Jia: "..."

Why are today's young people so useless!

He looked at Wen Lang with hatred, and didn't bother to go around in circles with him: "Actually, I want to talk to you about the opening and ending songs."

Wen Lang was a little confused: "Huh?"

Chen Jia rubbed her hands: "I remember you seem to know Fu Tong very well?"

Wen Lang was silent for a while.

Really familiar.

Fu Tong is also an entertainer of Universal Entertainment, a popular male singer, walking a lazy way.

The lyrics are literary and not pretentious, and the concert is definitely not the scene of a car accident. The key is that he is still good-looking. He was once praised by the media as the person most like a nobleman in the entertainment industry.

Wen Lang was the first to refuse.

He felt that this manuscript was definitely bought by Fu Tong himself.

Fu Tong has another identity, Yazi, who is now [-] years old, and is a well-deserved old monster.

[It's your Yazi] in Wen Langji's group of friends is him.

Wen Lang nodded with difficulty: "It's quite familiar."

Chen Jia's eyes lit up: "I think Fu Tong's style is actually the most suitable, but I heard that he is a bit aloof and not easy to invite. Can you tell him for me? As long as you are willing to invite, money is not a problem at all. .”

Yes, Director Chen, you are rich and powerful.

However, this is not a question of money or not.

It is a question of His Majesty Taotie's dignity.

Wen Lang thought calmly, with a character like Yazi, it's my good temper not to beat him to death when we meet, but how about saying nice things to him?

Forget it, it doesn't exist.

But in fact, Wen Lang himself knows that from the perspective of the overall style and emotional tone of "Mountain and River on Earth", Fu Tong's voice is indeed perfect, and a good opening and ending song can sometimes become the keynote of a drama. The finishing touch.

Wen Lang wanted to win the actor.

So he was a little hesitant.

Chen Jia looked at him eagerly from the sidelines, his eyes were no different from Shu He's usual eyes.

Wen Lang finally agreed, thinking that this matter is actually not too difficult, the big deal is that if the time comes, if Yazi nags Qiao with him, he will just beat him up.

Taotie, the ancient fierce beast, is super fierce, and I am not afraid of it.

Wen Lang nodded: "I'll go back and ask."

Chen Jia was in such a good mood: "Then I will wait for your good news. I will tell you that I am actually a fan of Fu Tong. Unfortunately, I have never worked with him. Is he very lazy? The kind of noble son who doesn't open his eyes?"

Wen Lang: Oh, your son?

Director Chen, your vision is not good, why not follow me.

At least I am a fan of the same outside and inside, especially frank and sincere.

[Orange Treasure·Sincere Amway].jpg

Of course, Chen Jia didn't know what Wen Lang was thinking in his heart, he just felt in a good mood, looked at the filming watch and found that Wen Lang's scenes for today were basically filmed, so he waved him off.

It was just after five o'clock.

Wen Lang saw that it was still early, and originally wanted to spend some time with the two small animals at home, but when he went upstairs, he found that the lights in Qin Jingshen's house were actually on, and Qin Jingshen was at home.

He was a little sorry, but helpless, and became a fluffy brown ball again.

Suddenly there was a small noise downstairs.

Wen Lang shook his hair, and went to the stairs to take a look. Qin Jingshen was unpacking things in the corner, which seemed to be express boxes, one big and one small.

He trotted over, Qin Jingshen turned back after hearing the voice: "Tuantuan."

Wen Lang flicked his tail.

Qin Jingshen raised his hand to rub his ears, but before his fingers could touch the soft fur, he saw the brown hair ball in front of him suddenly step back and avoid his hand.

This scene seems familiar.

Qin Jingshen pursed his lips, silently looking at his little animal who was throwing a tantrum.

Wen Lang: [Tangerine Treasures·Furious].jpg

It's okay to be too popular, but now he still scares me with a blank face, isn't it too much?

His Majesty Taotie was very angry, he bared his teeth and raised his claws, making an expression that he thought was super fierce.

Then he succeeded in calming Mr. Qin's eyes.

His Majesty Taotie:? ? ?

In a daze, Qin Jingshen had already opened the small cardboard box. Wen Lang glanced at it curiously, and the tail that was dangling just now froze.

In any case, he never imagined that Mr. Qin was so girlish, he bought a whole cardboard box of pet toys and decorations, small clothes, scarves, shoes and so on, more than egg yolks.

Qin Jingshen first took out a small fabric scarf from inside, and said in a low voice, "Come here, have a try."

Wen Lang took a step back, don't think about it.

Qin Jingshen thought that he didn't like the color, and then changed a few more, all kinds of colors, and even a small silent bell.

Wen Lang only felt that he was in a complicated mood, and silently refused. Qin Jingshen waited for a while, seeing his displeasure, his eyes deepened a little, and after a while, he suddenly got up and walked towards the entrance.

Wen Lang: "..."

Wen Lang couldn't react for a while, and felt that Mr. Qin should not be so glass-hearted that he would run away from home if he was rejected, but out of politeness, he followed along with his ears shaking.

Then I saw Qin Jingshen push the door and go out, then knocked on the opposite door with a serious face.

It was the door of Wen Lang's own house.

Wen Lang:! ! !

The author has something to say: Wen Langlang: "Scared, frightened, wanting to bite."

Mr. Qin smiled and stroked his hair.