Everyone is waiting for us to break up [Entertainment]

When Shen Yuan was filming his first real movie, he enjoyed the top-level treatment as a director - he didn't care about the budget, no one dictated, and he only wanted to shoot what he wanted to shoot.

This directly raised the standard of other films directed by him to an unacceptable level, and left behind a series of extremely difficult urban legends about Shen Yuanzheng

But for now, everything is going well.

Although Shen Yuanzheng is arrogant, he still has the most basic sense - for example, he knows very well that as a new director's opening, a low-cost comedy is the best choice.

"kill him! "There is only one protagonist, one main line, and the superfluous branches are removed, and the conclusion can be drawn very clearly: this is a low-cost production that only needs one actor to complete the performance.

Of course, Shen Yuanzheng was not strict with his preferences when the budget was ample, so he waved his hand and spent a few days re-editing the script.

When Lin Yi, who had finally figured out the script thoroughly, got the new script, he was surprised to find that the only similarity between the new script and the old script was that the main character was named Rossi.

Lin Yi read through the new script carefully and came to the conclusion: Shen Yuanzheng is worthy of being Shen Yuanzheng.

Changed the narrative angle, changed most of the plot, and in the end it was actually confirmed by the movie that Lin Yi had watched at the beginning—perhaps it should be said that if the movie that Lin Yi saw in his previous life was a compromise with the market and capital If it is a deleted version, then the current script in his hand is the full version that Shen Yuanzheng really wants to shoot.

The nonsensical comedy in the deleted version, and the explanation that was not given in the ending, are all answered in this version.

Lin Yi fiddled with the script, and had to admit that Shen Yuanzheng's talent for comedy was far inferior to his talent for torturing people's hearts, and the combination of the two made Shen Yuanzheng's amazing talent.

"How is it?" Qu Yun put down his teacup, glanced at Lin Yi's subconscious movements of rubbing the script, and sat on the other side of the sofa: "I heard that he revised the script significantly?"

In Lin Yi's tone, there was some emotion after being shocked: "Shen Yuanzheng is really..." He searched for an adjective: "It's too powerful."

Well-deserved name.

Qu Yun raised his eyebrows, reached for the script, drank tea, quickly flipped through the script, and came to a conclusion: "He told the story completely."

Lin Yi agreed: "He revealed the true identity of the deceased and the murderer."

"It seems to be your credit." Qu Yun put down the teacup, saw the surprise on Lin Yi's face, smiled and shook his head: "He doesn't care if the audience understands or not."

"I made a little suggestion." Lin Yi avoided Qu Yun's gaze, flipped through the script and said, "He thinks it makes sense."

"Not only does it make sense." Qu Yun leaned forward a few degrees, narrowing the distance between them: "I heard it was, greatly inspired?"

"Hmm..." Lin Yi pondered for a few seconds before leading him into the army: "You've heard a lot about it?"

Qu Yun stared at Lin Yi in front of him, restrained the thought of getting closer, and kept a safe distance away from Lin Yi's undisturbed, eyes lingering on Lin Yi, hiding endless greed.

"I'm an investor." Qu Yun said in the usual tone, leaning on the sofa and calmly said: "In order to ensure the maximum return rate, I sent four people to follow him 24 hours a day."

Recalling Shen Yuanzheng's complaint, Lin Yi couldn't help but chuckled: "Well, he told me."

"That must not be a good word."

"I think it's better if you don't know."

Qu Yun lay on the sofa casually, and said unhurriedly: "It seems that his dislike for me has gone up to a higher level?"

Peiliao stood in the corner. From his angle, Qu Yun's hand was almost on Lin Yi's shoulder. When they talked sideways, the distance was so close that there was nowhere to hide the ambiguity in the air—but Lin Yi didn't notice it at all. strange.

Qu Yun tapped the sofa with his fingertips.

Pei Liao quietly exited the room, leaving a separate space for them.

After he went out, he kept on stepping, turned into a dead corner of the corridor where the monitoring could not collect, and took a deep breath——inhaled the smell of smoke in his nostrils.

He glanced sideways. Bai Hua was leaning against the corner, his arms were naturally hanging down, and his fingertips were flickering with fire. There is no trace of fatigue and relaxation.

"What about public morality? Smoking in public?" Pei Liao complained while reaching out his hand to Bai Hua.

Bai Hua stretched out his hand, crushed out the flickering light on the trash can beside him, and threw it into the trash can.

Pei Liao withdrew his hand, leaned against the other wall, and started the gossip mode: "Tell me, what's the situation with them?"

Bai Hua stood up straight, moved his feet, and walked towards the closed room, but was stopped by Bai Hua's hand.

"The third master asked me to come out. Why did you go in? To be a light bulb?"

Bai Hua stopped in his tracks: "That's better than staying here and listening to your ramblings."

"No, except you, I have no one else to gossip about the third master." Pei Liao forced Bai Hua to lean against the wall next to him, and then changed the subject: "Did Lin Yi really not find out or did he fake it? ?”

Bai Hua glanced at him, expressing his indifference to this topic with indifference.

Pei Liao was not frustrated, and said to himself: "Sometimes I think he really didn't notice it, and sometimes I think it must be such a thick nerve to not realize that they are too close?"

Bai Hua glanced at Pei Liao's hand on his shoulder, and remained silent.

"But the third master is worthy of being the third master." Pei Liao was not satisfied with the other party's silent state, pulled Bai Hua closer, and lowered his voice: "Never miss."

Bai Hua pushed away his face that was in front of his eyes: "I don't think the boss will be happy with your evaluation."

Hearing the other party's disapproving tone, Pei Liao let go of his hand, and the arrogance of gossip subsided a little, and changed to a yin and yang ambiguity: "It really is a loyal and loyal special assistant."

Hearing this, Bai Hua glanced at the expression on Pei Liao's face, took out the chocolate and handed it to him: "Speak quickly if you have something to say. The boss can't be alone."

Pei Liao's serious expression instantly turned into a smiling face. He took the chocolate, opened the packaging bag, quickly bit off a piece, and said vaguely, "So how did things get to this point?"

Bai Hua glanced at Pei Liao who was eating chocolate intently: "Stay overnight, live together."

"That's right!" Pei Liao threw away the chocolate packaging bag, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said firmly, "It's cohabitation! How did the third master persuade Lin Yi to stay?"

"It's not so much that the boss persuaded him to stay, it's better to say that before Lin Yi proposed to leave, something else would divert his attention." Bai Hua stood up straight again, looked at the closed door: "boss He was not given a chance to leave, and he was not in a hurry to leave."

"It makes sense." Pei Liao agreed with him: "Then the question is, does Lin Yi like the third master?"

His question was not answered.

"Huh? Where are people?"

Pei Liao looked around, but couldn't find Bai Hua.

He glanced at the reopened door, shook his head, reached out to pick up the chocolate packaging bag in the trash can, folded it into a small square leisurely, and put it in his pocket.

"When will you join the group?" Qu Yun asked while browsing the ipad.

"I thought you knew better than me?" Lin Yi looked at the new script over and over again, reconstructing Rossi's life, and said casually, "When the crew is ready..."

His hand that turned the page paused, and turned to look at Qu Yun: "Speaking of which, should I go back?"

Qu Yun kept sketching on the ipad. Hearing this, he glanced at Lin Yi, and revealed the reality in a calm tone: "You have no place to entertain Director Shen."

It's not so much an entertainment, it's better to say it's to appease the inspirational Shen Yuanzheng.

Shen Yuanzheng, who is in the state of creation, dances and dances normally, and throws things while talking, not to mention impromptu singing, howling ghosts and howling wolves, dancing disco on the spot, and acrobatic performances—let’s put it this way, in that state, he and The only difference between a lunatic is that he murders and breaks the law.

"Although my family is really small, it's not too big for people to sit in." Lin Yi fully understood the reason why the other party couldn't understand this. After all, Qu Yun had never really experienced poverty in his entire life.

"It only takes two chairs to have a conversation."

Qu Yun shook his head: "The premise is that one of the interlocutors is not Shen Yuanzheng. He lives in his own world and can do anything."

Lin Yi put down the script and looked at Qu Yun: "Do you really think so, or are you looking for a reason not to let me go back?"

Qu Yun put down his iPad and looked at Lin Yi: "It depends on which answer you want to hear."

Lin Yi: "I want to hear the most truthful answer."

Qu Yun blinked, his eyelashes were very long, and when they swayed, they were like butterflies passing by, attracting the attention of others—but before most people discovered this, they first learned to avoid Qu Yun. Yun's eyes.

Because under Qu Yun's sight, any movement would become extremely heavy.

"I don't want you to go back." Qu Yun gave a real answer.

He won't ask, Qu Yun said firmly in his heart, he won't ask why, he will only...

"I've stayed long enough, it's time for me to go back."

Refuse me.

Qu Yun stared at Lin Yi silently, neither agreeing nor refusing.

He just watched Lin Yi calmly, as if he wanted to see where his unwavering rejection came from.

Is it because of that contract?Or was it because of what Bai Zhengqing did?Or... just because you don't like me?

Lin Yi lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, and picked up the script: "Thank you very much for your care these days..."

"I don't want you to go." Qu Yun interrupted him and repeated.

Lin Yi's eyelashes trembled. It's not that he didn't ask why. It's because he asked, so he won't ask again.

【"Why are you so nice to me?"

"Because I want to be nice to you."

"why?"

"You need to take care of me, you can't live without me."]

Embarrassingly self-indulgent.

Don't repeat your stupidity a second time.

Lin Yi stood up, took a deep breath, and rejected him again: "But I want to leave."

Qu Yun paused for two seconds, suppressed those surging things, restrained his emotions: "I'll let Pei Liao see you off."

Lin Yi turned around.

There was a rapid low coughing from behind.

"Third Master." Pei Liao stepped forward, Qu Yun gave him a look, then stopped again, not daring to advance or retreat.

Lin Yi stopped where he was.

Pei Liao tiptoed to look at the handkerchief in Qu Yun's hand, and made an uncontrollable voice: "Third Master, are you coughing up blood?"

Lin Yi closed his eyes.

"You read it wrong." Qu Yun's voice was still so calm that there was no flaw, just like himself, without weakness and invulnerable.

Following Qu Yun's gaze, Pei Liao looked at Lin Yi who was standing there, and corrected himself: "Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong...Mr. Lin, shall I see you off?"

Lin Yi moved his fingers.

Qu Yun counted silently.

Five, four, three, two, one—"Call the doctor."

Lin Yi turned around, condescendingly looked down at Qu Yun who was sitting on the sofa, and stretched out his hand.

Qu Yun handed him the handkerchief.

Lin Yi glanced at the dots of red blood on the handkerchief, then at Pei Liao who was standing aside, and repeated: "Call the doctor."

Pei Liao was taken aback by his look - Lin Yi's gaze was a bit like that of the third master, which made him feel cold all over, and then he began to reflect on his mistakes.

"I'll call the doctor." Pei Liao walked out quickly, and vaguely heard Lin Yi's emotionless voice behind him.

"How many times?"

"I'm fine..."

"How many times?"

"Three..." Qu Yun paused, "Four times."

No, what am I doing out here?Don't you have a mobile phone to contact the doctor?

Pei Liao took out his mobile phone, looked back at the closed door, and expressed doubts about his subconscious exit.

Lin Yi looked down at Qu Yun: "Does the doctor know?"

Qu Yun reached out to take back the handkerchief, his tone was calmer than his: "I don't like doctors."

To be precise, he hates doctors.

"Your preferences are more important than your life or death."

Lin Yi's anger was deeply hidden under the calm, the more he understood Qu Yun, the more he knew how stupid it was to try to change Qu Yun.

He simply won't change for anyone.

Qu Yun looked up at Lin Yi and hid the long sigh: "Because what I pursue has never stopped for me."

The more you can't get it, the more you can't let it go, until it weighs a thousand catties, surpassing the weight of life.

It was as if a fine needle was pierced into the heart, bringing a subtle and long-lasting pain.

Lin Yi couldn't maintain a calm appearance, and a layer of physiological redness appeared around the eye sockets.

Lin Yi knew exactly what the pain was. He used to look at Qu Yun with this emotion for a long time, and never let go until he was completely separated from him.

As long as Qu Yun is alive, he will never be able to get rid of the pain. He has never had health, and he has been with the pain all his life. This long confrontation can only be ended when death completely defeats him.

Qu Yun will never be able to get the health he wants, because of his congenital deficiency, which cannot be cured.

To Qu Yun, this was too cruel.

He is better than most people in the world, but he is trapped by the disease. He must be extremely careful, cautious enough, and even restrain his mood swings, in order to gain a chance of life.

"Don't look at me like that." Qu Yun said in a low tone, "For me, what I like..." He stared at Lin Yi: "Better than life."

Lin Yi looked away, he didn't like Qu Yun's attitude of lightly talking about life and death.

But he knew better that he didn't ask for Qu Yun's position, whether he likes it or not, life or death, it's the other party's choice and has nothing to do with him.

All that remained between them was a contract.

Qu Yun didn't wait for Lin Yi's answer, he rejected him again with silence.

How can it be so cruel?

Qu Yun misses Lin Yi's gentleness in the past, even if he doesn't like him, Lin Yi never rejects him, his kindness indulges Qu Yun, making him push forward again and again until... completely lost.

But there should be a day of redemption for what is deserved, Qu Yun took a deep breath, suppressed the surge of Qi, restrained the urge to cough, and broke the silence.

"Lin Yi..."

"Qu Yun, can you take care of yourself for me?"

Qu Yun paused for at least a minute before he came back to his senses: "Of course..." His calmness concealed all emotional ups and downs as before, as if Lin Yi's request did not set off a wave of joy in his heart: "For you, I can do arrive."

Even if he knew what to do, if he could restrain himself so easily, then he would never stand here and have this conversation with Qu Yun.

The reason for all actions is that I love you.

Lin Yi's eyes remained a little red, burning hot, but his expression was extremely calm: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The corner of Qu Yun's mouth overflowed with a smile, his brows and eyes were incredibly soft: "You care about me."

When he is calm and indifferent, he is surrounded by an aura that keeps people thousands of miles away, making people feel the cold winter is coming when they get close; Can no longer extricate themselves.

Enough to confuse the affection of others.

Lin Yi withdrew his gaze, showing a miserly smile, clean and thorough, not stained with dust: "Well, I hope my partner can live a long life."

"Third Lord..." Pei Liao led the doctor to open the door, and almost took the doctor out of the room in the next second.

He looked around the atmosphere of the scene, and cast a help-seeking look at Bai Hua.

Bai Hua, who has almost no sense of presence: "Boss, the doctor is here."

Qu Yun ignored them, he watched Lin Yi's expression: "All your wishes will come true." He skipped the sentence of disregarding the relationship just now, and focused on the second half of the sentence: "You have other wishes ?"

hope you like me...

As soon as this sentence came out of his mind, Lin Yi snuffed it out with his own hands.

Humans are idiots who keep repeating the mistakes they have made.

Wasn't the previous lesson enough for him to know the pain?For Qu Yun, the humble love from him is of no use. He needs a wife who is well-matched, not a man who is nothing.

It is too sad to pray to be loved.Starting over from his life, Lin Yi never thought of going down the old path again.

Lin Yi made a decision, he looked at Pei Liao who didn't know whether to leave or stay: "You stay and take care of Qu Yun, I will go back by myself."

"Ah?" Pei Liao looked at the third master inquiringly, unable to figure out what happened between them.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Qu Yun's face flushed unnaturally.

The doctor following Pei Liao caught a glimpse of the flush, ignored the ongoing conversation, and quickened his pace towards Qu Yun, who gave him an impatient look.

The doctor stopped in his tracks.

"Other wishes?" Lin Yi turned his back to Qu Yun and walked towards the door: "I sincerely hope to see your wedding soon."

Qu Yun covered his mouth and swallowed the cough back into his throat.

The unnatural flush on Qu Yun's face became more and more bright red, Pei Liao passed Lin Yi and approached Qu Yun.

Qu Yun glanced at him and waved his hand.

Pei Liao hesitated for a few seconds.

"Pei Liao...cough cough...follow Lin Yi."

The doctor rushed to Qu Yun's side first, half-kneeled on the carpet, and unbuttoned the top to let him breathe smoothly.

Bai Hua then stood beside Qu Yun, frowning, watching the doctor's actions.

Peiliao glanced at the doctor's methodical inspection actions, gritted his teeth, and walked out of the room quickly.

"doctor……"

"The situation is not good, let's talk about it in the hospital." The doctor signaled Bai Hua to pick up Qu Yun: "The medical room can only do a preliminary diagnosis... The reason for coughing up blood can only be confirmed by going to the hospital for a complete test."

"Boss?" Bai Hua looked at Qu Yun inquiringly.

Qu Yun closed his eyes, and in this situation, he still maintained his calmness: "Don't let Lin Yi know."

""Jing Gong Shen" is about to start broadcasting, be mentally prepared, you are going to be popular! Lin Yi!"

In the dark and narrow room, a small desk lamp was lit, illuminating the square inch in front of the desk.

Paper, pen, and people outline the scene of frantic writing.

Lin Yi bowed his head and wrote a long speech on the script. Hearing this, he stopped writing and looked at his mobile phone: "When will the broadcast start?"

"My variety show is about to start filming, I guess I won't have so much time to chat with you..." Wang Jingcheng, who was used to talking to himself, paused for a moment before realizing what Lin Yi asked just now: "Friday."

He quickly turned back to the topic: ""Jing Gong Shen" has such a presence on Weibo recently, did you not pay attention at all?"

"Is there a sense of presence?" Lin Yi wrote again and asked casually.

"First, he criticized Director You, saying that he was exhausted, that he was guilty of returning to the small screen, and that he made this film just to flatter people..." Wang Jingcheng was overjoyed: "Then it's time to criticize me by name."

"Without me?" Lin Yi put down his pen again, somewhat surprised.

"Brother, at your level, hacking you is equivalent to giving you heat." Wang Jingcheng said triumphantly, "Only Director You and I are worthy of being hacked."

"Who is that..." Lin Yi recalled for a while, but still couldn't remember the other party's name, so he simply blurted out: "There is no movement?"

"Who is that? You probably forgot his name, right?" Wang Jingcheng: "People are traffic anyway..."

Lin Yi skipped his question: "So why didn't he move?"

Wang Jingcheng recalled: "Wang Jin has been in trouble recently, and I probably won't be able to think of you for a while."

Lin Yi paused, then raised his head again: "What's the trouble?"

"In detail, there are too many. Playing big names, making plays, falling in love, cheating..." He paused, and concluded: "Someone is messing with him."

"Even trivial matters from a few years ago have been revealed. It seems that the other party wants him to quit the entertainment circle completely."

Lin Yi maintained a posture of silent listening.

"The reaction of those capitals is also unusually fast, canceling the endorsement, quitting the crew..." Wang Jingcheng savored the other party's tragedy carefully, and asked abruptly in a silent atmosphere: "Master Qu?"

"Why do you think it's him?" Lin Yi moved his fingers and looked down at the script. The words on the script were dangling in front of his eyes, and he couldn't tell what they looked like.

"Besides him, who else could be? One hit is sure to hit, and the blood will seal the throat, but Mr. Qu's usual style in the mall."

"It's just that it's rarely used on such an insignificant person." Wang Jingcheng said thoughtfully: "The timing is just right, just before the release of "Jing Gong Shen", let's investigate the whole story of your previous hacking incident. all know……"

"It's up to you."

Lin Yi shook his pen tip, completely out of his mind, complex emotions fluctuated in his mind, he barely suppressed these disturbing thoughts, trying to change the subject: "That's all you want to say?"

"Of course it's more than that." Wang Jingcheng lifted which pot he didn't open: "I still want to ask, how are you two doing?"

Lin Yi was silent for a few seconds: "I think you have misunderstood our relationship."

"No." Wang Jingcheng asked straightforwardly: "Aren't you two in a relationship?"

"No."

"Then he did this because...?"

"Fulfill the contract."

"That Pelio..."

"Contract matters."

Wang Jingcheng thought for a few seconds, and made a bold hypothesis as a contemporary young man: "So you are in a contract relationship?"

"No." Lin Yi put down his pen and picked up his phone: "I don't have any relationship with him other than cooperation, neither now nor in the future."

"Oh..." Wang Jingcheng heard the solemnity in his tone, and changed from being serious to serious in a second: "I see. Brother."

Lin Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, bro, isn't Weibo installed on your phone?" Wang Jingcheng changed the subject: "Your Weibo hasn't been updated for a long time."

"I have." Lin Yi glanced at the unfamiliar app, opened it, stared at the interface that jumped out of the notification for a few seconds, and closed it again.

"Brother, remember to post on Weibo on Friday to promote "Jinggong Shen"." Wang Jingcheng said in a low voice: "I will send you the promotional text when the time comes, and you can just publish it."

Lin Yi frowned and stared at the app for a few seconds: "I'll give you the password, please send it for me."

Wang Jingcheng was stunned for three seconds before he came back to his senses: "Brother, ask your assistant... oh, you don't have an assistant. By the way, let that guy who claims to be your manager send it for you."

"I took your password, it's not very good." Wang Jingcheng explained.

"Well, that's okay." Lin Yi responded dispensably, and looked at the script again.

"Brother, don't you know how to use Weibo?" After Wang Jingcheng finished speaking, he felt that it was impossible, and he denied his own words: "That's impossible, then why..."

It's not that Lin Yi doesn't know how to use Weibo, he just doesn't like to use Weibo, but there's no need to explain this to Wang Jingcheng, so he took the topic lightly: "I'm preparing for the next play."

"The next play? Is it the one you mentioned before, an interesting script?" Wang Jingcheng followed his train of thought: "When will you join the group? Let's get together before joining the group?"

Wang Jingcheng kept talking to himself: "When you join the group, I will be busy recording variety shows again, so I probably won't see each other for a long time."

Lin Yi was stunned. He had no friends before, and he never thought about this matter, but now, he has a friend.

"Didn't you say that "Jing Gong Shen" will start airing on Friday?"

"Yes, ah, brother, what do you mean?" Wang Jingcheng raised the volume on the other end of the phone: "Can I come?"

"What's wrong with that? Let's watch "Jing Gong Shen" together on Friday?"

"I'm ready! Brother! Let's see you on Friday!" The excitement in Wang Jingcheng's words almost became solid, and some small voices came from the phone. Wang Jingcheng's voice was a little farther away, as if he had left the phone, and said to himself Talking to himself: "It's the first time I came to the door..."

Lin Yi glanced at the phone to make sure the call was not hung up, and simply put it aside, listening to the subtle movements coming from there, and focused on the script.

Shen Yuanzheng's re-edited script deviates from the movies he has seen, which means that he can no longer rely on his previous understanding to construct Rossi, and he needs a new Rossi.

This incident filled his mind, occupying those existences that should have emerged one by one, diluting Qu Yun's figure.

This is undoubtedly the result he wanted. In a short period of time, Lin Yi didn't want to have any contact with the other party, to shake his decision, and to make him feel loved again—that would be ridiculous.

Qu Yun obviously had the same idea as him.

Or maybe what he said before really made him feel uncomfortable, of course, it may also be because of physical reasons...

Lin Yi crossed out the last possibility to avoid falling into another uncontrollable emotion and repeating the same mistakes.

Qu Yun didn't come to him, it was the best choice for them.

"Brother, I'm a little nervous." Wang Jingcheng curled up on the sofa with a pillow in his arms. There was nowhere to put his long legs, so he had to curl up into a ball to save space as much as possible.

Lin Yi piled the snacks on the coffee table in front of him, and looked at him sideways when he heard this, with some doubts: "Why are you nervous?"

Wang Jingcheng's expression was exaggerated: "If the ratings hit the street... bah bah bah, it will definitely explode." He quickly denied his words, and expressed his amazement at Lin Yi's composure: "Brother, are you not nervous at all?"

Lin Yi handed the drink to Wang Jingcheng, thought for a few seconds, and nodded.

Wang Jingcheng took the drink, put it on the tea table casually, and asked Lin Yi, "How can I not be nervous? For brother, this is also a very important key?"

Lin Yi sat on the other end of the sofa, and switched to the broadcast channel of "Jing Gong Shen".

"Because it will definitely be popular?" There was an advertisement on the TV, and before it was time to start the broadcast, Lin Yi put down the remote control, pulled out the script from the side, turned to the page he was reading, and said casually.

"Although I am very happy that brother is so confident..."

Wang Jingcheng got up and leaned in front of the TV, fiddling and said, "But this can't be an excuse at all, right?" No matter how confident he is, he will be shaken before everything is settled, let alone them as actors?

Lin Yi scribbled on the script, half of his mind was immersed in the script, and the words he said lost the unnecessary cover and became very real: "For me, after playing this role, the play is over."

After Lin Yi finished writing a plot analysis, he didn't hear Wang Jingcheng's voice. He looked up, and Wang Jingcheng stared at him with a complicated expression.

"what happened?"

"Brother, you really haven't changed at all." Wang Jingcheng stood up and sat back on the sofa, with emotions in his tone that Lin Yi couldn't understand: "When I first met Brother, I was wondering why Brother didn't care at all. Woolen cloth?"

"Whether it's being cut or robbed of the role, to my brother, it's as if nothing happened." Wang Jingcheng's doubts remained in his heart for a long time, and it took him a long time to ask: "Obviously I have suffered injustice. Remuneration, obviously you have to work harder than everyone else, but why do you not care about anything you can do?"

Is this a sudden long conversation?

Lin Yi put down the script, thought for two seconds, and his eyes paused on Wang Jingcheng's face.

The exaggerated expression faded away, and Wang Jingcheng's serious appearance was exactly the same as the figure controlling the audience under the spotlight.

The idol who was born to belong to the spotlight, in the silent gaze, has his own aura, drags everything into his world, can't break free, and can't resist.

Lin Yi's thoughts stopped here. After all, it is human instinct to appreciate beautiful things, and Wang Jingcheng obviously goes far beyond the simple definition of beauty.

Especially under the premise that Wang Jingcheng always wastes his appearance with exaggerated expressions, the contrast further magnifies the impact of his appearance.

However, Wang Jingcheng, who seemed to be in control of the audience, was feeling guilty at the moment.

When Lin Yi stopped for him, he also easily lost his words in Lin Yi's gaze.

The atmosphere fell into a stalemate in the silent stare.

After Lin Yi looked at Wang Jingcheng, he sighed calmly: "It's so beautiful."

Wang Jingcheng's Adam's apple twitched slightly, his logic knotted, and he replied subconsciously: "Brother looks good too."

Lin Yi rubbed Wang Jingcheng's hair, and said with a smile in his tone, ""Jing Gong Shen" is about to start, let's watch TV."

He picked up the script again, lowered his head to outline the words again, and the scene just now didn't affect him in any way.Only Wang Jingcheng stared blankly at Lin Yi for a few seconds, and his reason came back online.

etc?So was it a beauty trick just now?

hateful!I was actually confused!

Wang Jingcheng put away his expression, made himself serious again, and tried to start the conversation that was interrupted just now: "Brother, you haven't answered me yet."

The opening song of "Jing Gong Shen" sounded.

Lin Yi glanced at the TV, and found that Wang Jingcheng had been messing with something just now. A series of bullet screens floated across the TV, densely packed and almost blocking the picture below.

"I don't think it's necessary to answer." Lin Yi tried to distinguish the picture below from the dense barrage, but failed.

"Back to the bottom of it doesn't get you the answers you want."

"The answer I want..." Wang Jingcheng blinked, feeling at a loss for the word.

Wang Jingcheng at this moment is really young, and compared with Wang Jingcheng who will stand at the top in the future, he is far behind.

So far away that only time can smooth the gap.

"I explained it many times." Lin Yi looked at the TV: "You are still looking for the answer." This shows that he preset an answer, and then rejected all the answers he thought were incorrect.

"I just think..." Wang Jingcheng subconsciously wanted to explain: "How could it be possible that you really don't care just because you don't care?" Even if you didn't expect it at the beginning, after completing a role and a script, you will still be able to do so because of human instincts. And expect it.

Wang Jingcheng walked the same path as Lin Yi, and clearly knew how powerful the desire to be recognized was for them—it made them never stop pursuing further possibilities.

Lin Yi gestured to the TV covered by layers of bullet screens, and reminded the other party: "You have come out."

Wang Jingcheng diverted his attention and turned his attention to the TV.

"Brother! I'm so handsome!" Wang Jingcheng left the topic he was thinking about just now behind him, his eyes were full of his appearance on the screen, and he shared his happiness with Lin Yi: "So many rainbow farts."

Lin Yi glanced at the screen.

"Ah, this waist, this leg, I'm done!"

"Brother played really well! Everyone, please be healthy and we Wang Jingcheng, A burst out the beauty of the audience."

"The costume drama is good, it perfectly shows the beauty of my brother's prosperity."

"This look... my brother is so handsome when he looks fierce!"

Lin Yi withdrew his gaze and buried himself in the script again.

"Brother! You're here!" Wang Jingcheng restrained himself from reaching out to unwrap the snacks, but he couldn't restrain himself from unscrewing the drink. He drank a drink with Rainbow Fart, and at the first moment when the bullet screen changed, called Lin Yi.

Lin Yifu raised his head again and glanced at the screen.

"I can do this newcomer too! Within 1 minute, I want all his information!"

"Good acting."

"Are all the newcomers this scary now? Their appearance and acting skills are all on the line? Looking at it this way, Wang Jingcheng's acting is just like that."

"Remember to report the barrage~"

"Is this the rookie who stole Wang Jin's role?"

"I remember that he is not a newcomer, right? I feel like I have seen it in many TV dramas."

"Wang Jin? Is that the scumbag who flirts with big names and still makes plays? I heard he's having a private relationship and dating fans?"

"It seemed that he took Wang Jin's role before, tsk."

"When will the scene in my brother's promotional photo be broadcast?"

It is not a picture worth admiring to be mixed with faint fan speeches in the miasma.

Before Lin Yi could move, Wang Jingcheng jumped up and fiddled with something under the TV. The barrage that had covered the sky and the sun just now disappeared completely.

While watching Lin Yi's expression, Wang Jingcheng sat back in his seat, showing a tangled expression that he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

"I'm fine." Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh: "I'm not that fragile."

Realizing that he had done something stupid, Wang Jingcheng had no confidence: "This is only the first episode, wait for the later episodes to air..."

"I know." Lin Yi interrupted him,