Mr. Qin is always serious

Chen Jia's mobile phone screen displayed a group chat interface.

It was bustling inside, and Wen Lang kept swiping the screen when he took it.

The old man has a girlish heart: Did you see how Wen Lang and Mr. Qin stood together today?so cute!The old aunt said that the girl's heart was pounding when she watched it.

Alpine Rider: Yes, yes, yes!I've been taking peeks too, mainly to catch the eye. The looks and temperament of the two of them are there, so I can't accept it.

Innocent people who eat melons: Hey hey, don't talk about this, the important thing is here, has the grain producer written something good?

Yuangeng writer general Gong Zhan: Here we come!Wait a mininute!Upload now.

The old man has a girlish heart: [Hold melon seeds and wait for more] jpg

Alps Rider: [Call for Da Da Crazy!] jpg

There were obviously less than ten people, but the group messages reached 99 in an instant.

Wen Lang waited in silence for a minute, and saw a new document appeared in the group files.

He clicked in and opened it, and after a cursory glance, he felt that his whole body was not well.

It was a fan fiction.

The protagonists are him and Qin Jingshen.

The document is about [-] words in length, and his characters in it are Xiao Transparent, a newcomer in the entertainment industry, and Mr. Qin is a big boss. Hazy period of two-way crush.

The mood at this time is not much different from that of the hot love period. Wen Lang went to Chengdu to shoot an outdoor scene, Mr. Qin was reluctant, so he took the opportunity of a business trip to rush to Chengdu to visit the crew, and successfully completed a long-distance send-off.

Well, among the five thousand words, only the first one thousand is the progress of the plot, and the last four thousand are all sex scenes sent by thousands of miles.

Yes, yes, society.

Wen Lang thought blankly, the logic of writing this thing is fat but not greasy. It seems that he has studied a lot and is a veteran driver who is steady and steady.

However, this is not the most annoying operation.

Wen Lang withdrew and found that there were more than 20 historical documents in front of this document.

He clicked in and took a look. These documents add up to a complete serialized novel. The timeline and plot are complete, and the writing is actually quite good. The whole story is so eloquent that Wen Lang thought it was real.

Wen Lang: "..."

To be reasonable, if you are so capable, you usually have a part-time job writing Weibo entertainment headlines.

He exited the group file interface, and after only a short while, the group chat message was 99 again.

The old man has a girlish heart: Wow, wow, this meat is super delicious, much better than my heart!

Alpine Riding God: From now on, I will give you the title of Riding God. I admire, admire, disrespect, and disrespect.

Rabbit Rabbit Eats Watermelon: Stand up and call for Big Crazy!And hold the bowl and wait for the next feeding!

Alps Rider: I heard that Mr. Qin and we are staying in the same hotel this time, his room is just upstairs and downstairs from Wen Lang, I think... Hehehehehe.

This old man has a girlish heart: [smile knowingly] jpg

Innocent people eating melons: [smile knowingly] jpg

Wen Lang: "..."

Wen Lang returned the phone to Chen Jia, raised his head and suggested sincerely: "Director Chen, you see that the crew is so busy now, and the group can talk so much, you really don't think about deducting their wages?"

Chen Jia thought about it, and felt that what Wen Lang said made sense.

He rubbed his chin and smiled, and then heard Wen Lang say from the side: "Come and add my trumpet, I want to join this group."

Chen Jia: "Okay, don't you just want to enter... wait?"

Director Chen was dumbfounded: "You want to join the group?"

Wen Lang nodded calmly: "Yes."

"……What's wrong?"

"According to my experience, although this phenomenon is difficult to stop, it is not impossible." Wen Lang said, "I can also write. If I can't bring them into the new cult within seven days, I will lose."

Chen Jia was at a loss: "What cult?"

Wen Lang held the script and turned around with a smile: "How are you and the assistant director?"

Chen Jia: "..."

I can't make it, I'm a family man.

[Sudden panic] jpg

**

Because he had to make up for last night's scene, Wen Lang had a lot of scenes today, and the filming didn't end until ten o'clock in the evening.

When he went back to the resting place, Shu He immediately handed him some snacks: "Brother Lang, do you want some snacks? I especially recommend this custard pudding, you must like it!"

Wen Lang took it and tore it open and took a bite. It felt really good.

The sweetness of milk is moderate, he likes it.

Shu He usually finds different ways to find small snacks to feed Wen Lang, but his record is not good. This time he finally saw that Wen Lang liked it, and was very moved deep in his heart, wishing to give Wen Lang all the puddings.

He thought so, and did so.

Three minutes later, Wen Lang looked at the more than 3 small puddings in front of him. He didn't know what to say, so he could only silently stroke the little hamster's fur, and then took three of them.

The little hamster put away the pudding regrettably, but soon came back to life with full blood, raised his hand to touch the place Wen Lang touched just now, and laughed.

It was eleven o'clock when we got back to the hotel.

Wen Lang asked Shuhe and Song Li to go back to rest, and went back to the room by himself. After taking a shower in the bathroom within 15 minutes, he picked up his phone and read Weibo for a while.

Weibo is calm today, no news or gossip.

Wen Langbai spent a while scrolling boredly, then suddenly remembered what happened in that gossip group today.

I have to say that the fanfiction in it is very brainwashing, and Wen Lang now has a deep memory of the plot in it, especially the last [-]-word sex scene.

Simply poisonous.

Wen Lang sighed and decided to go to bed early.

As a result, before putting down the phone, I heard the ding-dong sound of WeChat.

It was a message from Wen Rong.

Baibai Baize: Are you asleep?

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: No, I just came back from the filming crew, and I have to go to sleep after a while.

Baibai Baize: Try to go to bed early, you are still growing.

The Spring of His Majesty Taotie: ...

His Majesty Taotie, who was 170 years old, was in a complicated mood. After being silent for a while, he sent a cute and cute nodding gif.

Wen Rong was very relieved, feeling that his cub had finally become sensible, and in order to reward him, he generously ordered a few big red envelopes.

Wen Lang accepted it happily, and was just about to send an emoji of Ju Baoer bowing like a baby, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

He walked over and looked through the cat's eyes, and it was Qin Jingshen standing outside, holding an insulated box in his hand.

Wen Lang opened the door: "Mr. Qin?"

He was a little puzzled, Qin Jingshen usually had a very regular schedule, and basically went to bed at eleven o'clock, but now it was almost half past eleven o'clock.

Qin Jingshen's eyes stopped on him for a while, and after a long while, he hummed softly: "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Wen Lang hurriedly invited him in, and Qin Jingshen put the thermos box on the table: "I made something to eat at night, and you haven't come back then, so it's probably not too hot now."

Mr. Qin is indeed a good person, and very caring.

Wen Lang thought so in his heart, walked over and opened the insulated box, there were three layers in the box, one layer of vegetables, one layer of rice, and one layer of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Wen Lang was very happy in his heart, if he was in Taotie's original form at this time, he would definitely wag his tail.

"You seem to like this at noon." Qin Jingshen spoke from the side, "It may not taste very good when it's cold, you should try it first."

"It's not cold, it's warm, just right." Wen Lang found a pair of chopsticks, picked up the pork ribs and tasted it, and it tasted better than the one at noon.

He was eating there, and Qin Jingshen was watching him from the side, silently.

Fortunately, Wen Lang ate very quickly, it took less than 10 minutes, and he didn't hang out with the big boss for too long.

Seeing him finish eating, Qin Jingshen said, "You came back a bit late today."

Wen Lang nodded: "I have to make up the play, and I have to be busy later, but now the progress is almost there, and the finale is just around the corner."

Hearing this, Qin Jingshen hummed: "What are your plans in the future?"

Wen Lang subconsciously wanted to talk about petting the cat and walking the dog for the elderly, but he quickly realized that he was in front of the big boss, and it was not good for him to be too passive and sabotage his work.

"Record a song and go on a variety show." Wen Lang said, "When the progress of these two is almost the same, and then take on a play, it will probably be the Chinese New Year."

A faint smile appeared in Qin Jingshen's eyes: "I remember that you had to take a rest after wrapping up, why are you so diligent this time?"

Wen Lang: "..."

The most embarrassing thing in the workplace is this. You want to be more diligent in front of the big boss, but you don't know that the latter has already known your temper and said it directly.

But that's what's wrong with you, Mr. Qin.

After all, we are all neighbors, so if we don't see each other when we look down, we still have to save some face.

Wen Lang: [Brain Pain] jpg

Wen Lang sighed in his heart, but he felt that Qin Jingshen was not so silent today.

Qin Jingshen looked at him in front of him, the smile still remained in his eyes.

Anyway, it has been exposed, Wen Lang simply smiled frankly: "The official statement is that there are still two cubs in the family, and it is not easy to live with the family."

"What about the truth?" Qin Jingshen asked.

Wen Lang was expressionless: "Song Li is inhumane, oppressing me."

In that instant, the smile in Qin Jingshen's eyes came to his face.

This time was different from the one in the morning, he stayed a little longer, and it happened that the lights in the hotel were a little warm yellow, covering his face, which was gentle and beautiful.

Wen Lang was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt something was wrong.

He remembered that there was also such a segment in the small article in the group, Qin Jingshen was talking to him with a smile in the warm yellow light, and then there was a sex scene with a length of [-] words.

Cough, what is it all about.

It was rare for His Majesty Taotie to feel embarrassed, and he concealedly went to get the phone, trying to pretend that nothing happened.

His mobile phone was placed by the bedside, right next to Qin Jingshen. Wen Lang walked over to pick it up, but before he could take it back, there was a ding dong in his ear, and a WeChat message popped up.

Tangerine peel seeds without sugar: Wen Lang, are you sure you want to add it to the group in the afternoon?In fact, I think we should just forget about it. Anyway, there is no need to care about the relationship between you and Mr. Qin, right?

Tangerine peel seeds without sugar: [Suddenly please] jpg

Wen Lang: "..."

He froze for three seconds, then stiffly raised his head to look at Qin Jingshen.

Qin Jingshen's eyes stayed on the screen for a moment, then raised his head silently, and after a while, he spoke in a low voice.

"What group is this?"