The days when I was targeted by the soul of actor A

What did he just say?

...

"It's not just good, he's super good! It's not as hypocritical as your character design, there's nothing wrong with it, it's as real as duck skin, and he can also paint oil paintings."

"Who doesn't like Kojima, those who confuse you with him are simply unforgivable."

...

Lin Yan buried her head in the quilt, "...Damn it. What did I say?"

I have no face to be a human being.

Lin Yan was killed in battle, his tablet was not there, and the assistant's WeChat account popped up on time——

[Ear: Yanyan, good evening, watch the live broadcast and don't forget to appreciate Qiao Yu's performance today! ]

[Ear: That's right, the money from your live broadcast last time has been paid, don't use it all to give gifts! ]

Qiao Yu raised her eyebrows, "You still paid for me as a gift."

As soon as Lin Yan looked up, he saw this scene, "..."

I'm still your governor.

...No, Qiao Yu must not let Qiao Yu know about this.

Is there still time for him to smash the tablet?

Qiao Yu looked at his loveless expression and said with a smile, "Is the blow that big?"

Lin Yan almost gave him lasagna tears, "You don't understand."

That tone seemed to be accusing the scumbag.

Lin Yan's mood all night was as if he had worked so hard to grow a cabbage, only to find that the cabbage had grown up. He suddenly took off his costume and told him that he was actually the coriander he hated.

The next day, he was filming with panda eyes on his face, he was so out of his mind that he deserted during the first filming——

Still deserting while standing on the platform.

The wire on his body just happened to be loose, and by the time he realized it, he had already fallen from the platform on the first floor.

"...?" Lin Yan didn't have time to react, Qiao Yu had already pushed the cushion faster than him, causing him to fall.

Director She was stunned, seeing Lin Yan lying on the mat and getting up, he ran over and asked, "Are you okay, Yan Yan?"

Chen Er next to him was the first to react, and called the doctor of the crew, "Let Rang, Rang Rang, let the doctor take a look."

The doctor gave Lin Yan a rough examination, asked him a few questions, and then said, "It's just a sprained foot, let's chill it for a while and rest for a while, it didn't hurt any bones."

"Will it affect the shooting?" Lin Yan asked subconsciously.

The filming period of this movie is so short, if he can't make it, the progress of the production crew will definitely be delayed, and his role may also fly.

The doctor said, "Probably not, you go back and rest first, you can continue tomorrow if you have nothing to do."

Lin Yan thanked the doctor and apologized to Director She before being helped back by Chen Er.

When he returned to the hotel, Chen Er closed the door and went out, Qiao Yu finally came out, and without realizing it, he lowered his expression, "What were you thinking just now, how can you still be distracted in such a dangerous place?"

Even he himself was taken aback.

Is this something he would say?

And to an Omega who has only known each other for less than a week.

Fortunately, Lin Yan didn't notice. He just fell down on the bed, raised his hand to cover his eyes, "Don't talk about it, I was too surprised yesterday."

This was his first halftime break, and it was actually because of an injury.

Lin Yan was annoyed for a while before lying on the bed and brushing N blogs——

The crew's official blog released the news and photos of the leading actor's entry into the crew, and one of them showed him in a costume.

It was nothing at all, but once this N blog was posted, and he reposted it last night, there were a lot of comments scolding his character.

Lin Yan had just read a few articles, and suddenly one popped up in the lower right corner——

"The anchor you follow @小岛, it's on the air!"

Lin Yan suddenly raised his head and looked at Qiao Yu who was drawing in his notebook with a digital tablet beside him, "Where did you find my tablet!"

Then he heard his own voice coming from the live broadcast room——

"Where did you find my board!"

His voice was slightly distorted through the microphone, and the sound quality of the laptop was poor, which was quite different from his own voice.

Lin Yan, "..."

Angry, but still can't beat him.

Lin Yan dug out WeChat and searched for Qiao Yu's name, only to find that Qiao Yu had added herself to his list at some point.

[Private chat: Qiao Yu]

[Lin Yan: How many times have you secretly played with my laptop? ]

Qiao Yu is very "honest".

[Qiao Yu: Just this time. ]

It's not just a tablet.

Lin Yan still wanted to type and scold him, but Qiao Yu's hands were faster than him, and she quickly typed a line of words for him with her long fingers.

[Qiao Yu: So you were so inattentive watching my live broadcast, Governor? ]

[Lin Yan: ......]

pull black.goodbye.

Even so, Lin Yan still read the "old love", and "reluctantly" watched the live broadcast.

At first he thought it was drawn by that little bastard Qiao Yu, but after looking at it, he was just as fascinated as before.

Obviously the painting is only the small fountain next to their hotel, but the gorgeous and bright warm tones, wanton use of color, clear small brush strokes, and the brilliance of the water surface make people feel a sense of belonging.

It's just that it doesn't look like what Qiao Yu can draw, but rather like fishing.

"Did you draw this because of your benefactor?" Lin Yan asked.

Qiao Yu's movements were slightly stiff, but he didn't expect his intuition to be so good. He nodded and said, "That's right, I met him because of paintings."

Lin Yan nodded and didn't say anything else. Although he felt some inexplicable feelings in his heart, he attributed them all to his emotions towards "Qiaoyu is actually a small island".

Lin Yan looked at the live broadcast room, and couldn't help but look at the "real" Qiao Yu's painting.

He also made a wish to see Kojima paint live, but he never thought that it would come true in the end.

He was so engrossed that he didn't notice that Qiao Yu's movements had paused from time to time since the beginning of his question.

Qiao Yu paused at first, just thinking about the question he asked, and then gradually discovered that he could clearly feel the disappearance of the energy supporting his entity.

He glanced sideways at Omega, who was lying on the pillow and watching his screen. The guy had drooping eyelashes, and he was concentrating on studying his steps and barrage. To see him.

Forget it, let's draw again.

After Lin Yan watched and fell asleep lying on the pillow, Qiao Yu turned off the live broadcast, and carried him back to the bed with his last strength.

...

Lin Yan slept until midnight, and when he woke up, he couldn't fall asleep again.

The room was quiet, and the black cat night light illuminated a small half of the ceiling above the bed.

Qiao Yu wasn't there, and the room was the same as when he was on the set, so quiet that it reminded one of that claustrophobic room.

I'm not used to it.

......That does not work.

Lin Yan thought about it, but finally pressed the tablet and opened Xiaodao's N blog homepage, "..."

He peeped again.

The first time he got the account Qiaoyu was on his first birthday in the circle.

At that time, he was so poor that he had to hide from the Lin family. When he came back from the tricks, he didn't get a bunk in the aid station, and he didn't want to bother Lin Shu anymore.

In the end, he walked aimlessly all the way, and simply sat and brushed N Bo in the alley outside the lighthouse.

That day, Qiao Yu just practiced drawing a picture of lemon ribs, bright yellow and lovely brown, so colorful that it seemed that there was some special magical power in that set of routine cards, and the color overflowing the screen was like a kitten's cool meat pad , pressing on his restless heart.

And his head is really a black meat pad.

Thinking about it now, Qiao Yu probably just started painting at that time, and he must be thinking about his benefactor in the crew.

Lin Yan opened his N blog photo album, except for the fans' lottery pictures, it was basically paintings.

The contents are all beautiful children, flowers, kittens and puppies, landscapes, etc., which stand out against his black star sea background.

In his heart, his benefactor should be as beautiful as these things, right?

so good.

Lin Yan conveniently clicked into his N blog, saw that it was on the top, and stopped when he quit.

[Top]

@小岛V: From now on, my fans are not allowed to scold @林燕LEO.

Lin Yan subconsciously bent the corners of his mouth and gave a thumbs up.

In the quiet room, there was only the sound of the clock ticking, and the dim night light enveloped the bed. He, who had slept for a while during the day, was lying on the bed at this moment, terribly awake.

What is the real Qiaoyu like?

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