fake show [entertainment circle]

Qiu Shuai and Chen Yang got off at the west gate of the film and television city, and Yun Yao walked away at the intersection of the commercial street.

When the door is closed, An Ning shuttles through the front and rear rows.

Jian Lin had his flattering porridge on his lap, and his eyes fell outside the car.

The Spring Festival has long passed. After the resumption of work, the film and television city is bustling with people coming and going. The intersection near the pedestrian street is full of converging traffic. Pedestrians walk through it, and the cars can't run, so they can only move forward a little bit.

Looking at these familiar fireworks, Jian Lin was in a particularly good mood, but unfortunately the car windows were covered with film, and under the background of the night, these scenes seemed to be engraved on silent black film, so they were not so clear to see.

But one thing is quite clear, that is, no matter where he gets off the car, he can always get a line of sight.

Jian Lin didn't care about this, he knew what the people outside the car were looking at, just like when he saw a luxury car passing by when he was a child, he would subconsciously take a second look, it's nothing.

He was just a little bit emotional. It turns out that expensive cars have the same film. If you look outside in the dark, you can’t see clearly or not. His brother’s small bread is different. The glass is transparent, there is no film, and you don’t need to shake it. The window can also see the outside, clearly.

Suddenly at this moment, the window of the co-driver dropped a little, not much, but enough to let the line of sight fall outside the car.

Jian Lin was surprised, turned his head, Fang Luobei was driving the car, did not look at him, and said: "Didn't you want to see it?"

Jian Lin: "How do you know?"

Fang Luobei laughed: "Because I have eyes."

Jian Lin turned his head and looked out of the window, and now it was really clear, it was no longer like another blurry world, and he could even see the odds and ends sold in the small stalls on the street.

The temperature rises, and the night wind on a warm day is also warm, and the noise from the roadside floats into the car along the window.

Smell it, it seems that you can smell a little oil from the sugar machine, mixed with the sweetness of cotton candy.

Looking ahead, there was indeed a stand selling cotton candy, white and pink cotton candy with sticks inserted, and a family of three standing beside the car waiting for freshly made ones.

Jian Lin looked at it patronizingly.

Fang Luobei: "Do you want to buy it?"

Jian Lin turned around: "?" After realizing it, he looked out of the car again: "If you don't want to buy it, I'll just take a look."

He really just looked at it casually, as if he was going shopping and relaxing, his sitting posture was relaxed.

Fang Luobei asked him at an intersection: "How to get there."

Jian Lin didn't talk about left and right, but said, "KFC."

Fang Luobei looked up and saw on both sides of a street intersection, McDonald's on the left, KFC on the right, and right.

Turning to the right, Jian Lin snorted and laughed softly when he saw something.

Fang Luobei turned his eyes subconsciously, and Jian Lin just turned his head to signal him to look in a certain direction outside the car.

At the gate of KFC, Chen Yang parked his electric car, carrying a pink schoolbag on his left shoulder, leading a bouncing little girl, and the two walked towards KFC together.

Jian Lin snorted softly: "You have the face to criticize me."

Fang Luobei bent his lips: "His sister?"

The car drove by, and Jian Lin looked away: "Well, his sister Xiaoyu."

Fang Luobei's tone of chatting: "You know him and want to fight?"

Jian Lin: "He called me."

Fang Luobei seemed to be making suggestions: "You can move out his sister, and make it affectionate."

Jian Lin sighed: "Don't mention it, my sister and his sister quarrel more fiercely. One of them is 'my brother is better at fighting than your brother'."

The strategy of family affection cannot be used. Once used, you have to "do your best" and "live and die" for your respective sisters.

Fang Luobei laughed.

Jian Lin thought it was very funny when he thought about it, so he laughed.

Fang Luobei: "You also have a younger sister?"

Jian Lin: "Yes, yes."

The traffic was heavy and the speed was not fast. Fang Luobei held the steering wheel with one hand: "I thought you only had a brother."

Jian Lin didn't wonder how Fang Luobei knew that he had an older brother. He thought he had mentioned it to someone in the crew, or Director Wang had said it, so he ignored this detail.

Jian Lin: "My family has many children."

Fang Luobei: "Three brothers and sisters."

Jian Lin: "Well, three brothers and sisters."

The porridge shop of the three brothers and sisters is almost here.

Jian Lin didn't want a luxury car parked in front of the porridge shop to attract attention, and would be followed by a series of questions from the family. He wanted to find an excuse to get out of the car now.

Before he could speak, the car slowly stopped on the side of the road.

Jian Lin pulled off his seat belt, a little surprised, Fang Luobei looked at him as usual, and said, "I'll wait here."

Jian Lin: "Oh, good." Push the door and get out of the car, leaving the porridge in the passenger seat.

Jian Lin turned around and walked towards the porridge shop, feeling strange in his heart. After digesting for a while, he realized that Fang Luobei also had insight into his concerns.

As for this important detail to Jian Lin, the other party Luo Bei actually didn't care at all.

It doesn't matter that people like him don't need to do it at all, and don't even need to care about feelings.

But Fang Luobei did just that.

Jian Lin subconsciously turned around and glanced at the black car on the side of the road.

The people waiting in the car seemed to respond to him specially, and the car horn beeped.

Jian Lin smiled, turned around, raised his arms and waved, then turned around and walked forward quickly, and his figure disappeared around the corner.

After a few seconds, it went back and forth.

Jian Lin returned to the car, didn't get in the car, and the window was down.

Jian Lin bowed and stood outside the car: "I'll take you to Qinshui Bridge later, is that okay?"

Fang Luobei raised his eyebrows.

Jian Lin clasped his hands together towards the inside of the car, sincerely.

Fang Luobei said quietly: "Your flattery is not qualified."

Jian Lin smiled: "I can take the exam again if I fail."

Fang Luobei: "Who said you can retake the exam?"

Jian Lin: "Teacher Luo in our class."

Fang Luobei snorted and raised the car window: "Don't be too late."

Jian Lin: "I know."

Jian Lin originally wanted to go back to the store to get the food directly, but when he turned the intersection, he suddenly remembered that he had received the salary, so he decided to go shopping first.

After greeting Fang Luobei, he walked directly south along the road, turned a corner, walked for a while, unzipped his coat, and took out his phone.

Jian Lin: Get me some food.

Zhang Niannian:?

Jianlin: One is packed in a packing box, and the other is vacuum compressed.

Jian Lin: I'll come back later and take it away.

Zhang Niannian: Aren't you in the film crew?

Jian Lin: Sneaked out.

Zhang Niannian:?

Jian Lin: Keep it secret.

Zhang Niannian: The hush money.

Jian Lin: Yes.

Zhang Niannian: [reach out for money.jpg]

Jian Lin sent out five red envelopes of two hundred.

Zhang Niannian replied with a voice, the voice was so eager that it could penetrate the eardrums: "Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

Zhang Niannian: I'm going to get it now!Boss Jane, come back anytime and call me anytime!

After looking for Zhang Niannian, Jian Lin looked for Erpang again and asked him to drive the electric car out, and the two met at the entrance of the Apple store in the commercial street.

Er Fat: Apple store?There are so many fruit shops over there, which one?

Jian Lin: The one that only sells apples is expensive.

After sending the message, Jian Lin put away the phone.He was in such a good mood that he didn't have to walk any further, he just started trotting, and as he ran, he took off his coat and put it on the crook of his arm.

Fang Luobei's car followed at a distance, and he couldn't see the front, only the back of the boy trotting quickly under the night sky.

Just the back view can convey enough fresh joy, making everyone watching in the car feel a little happy.

Because of this, Fang Luobei was happy, and because he happened to be on the way, he planned to follow for a while.

Not long after, I passed a two-way street full of restaurants and bars and cars on the side of the road.

Jian Lin walked very fast on this road, almost trotting, Fang Luobei followed unhurriedly, the window of the passenger car was lowered a little, allowing the figure outside the car to fall into the car together with the fireworks in the night.

The road is too crowded to drive fast, and there are crowds of people in twos and threes gathered on the side of the road full of cars.

Amidst the noise of cars, human voices, and noise, a few words suddenly became very clear.

"Isn't that Jian Lin?"

"where?"

"Over there! The one that's walking!"

"Fuck! You brat, dare to blackmail me."

"Brother Xiang?"

"Get in the car! Stop that guy, son, go."

Fang Luobei turned his head and looked out of the car.

In the distance of sight, Jian Lin walked alone without noticing, near the sight of a bald man with a cigarette in his mouth, cursing, looking in Jian Lin's direction while bypassing the front of a white BMW.

The black body slid past slowly, with the front of the car unbiased, just blocking the door of the BMW driver's seat.

The bald man who was forced to stop in front of the headlights stared in astonishment, and paused for a few seconds, thinking that the black car blocking his car would drive away, but the car didn't even move.

"Can you drive!"

The bald head pulled out the butt of the cigarette from his mouth, puffed out the smoke and glared at the car from a distance of the entire front of the car: "Let's go!"

The black car does not move.

"Fuck you!" the man cursed, thinking of something, turned his head and glanced into the distance.

Jian Lin quickly walked up to the bus platform, caught up with the bus at the front of the platform, and soon disappeared.

"Hold!"

The bald man turned his head, threw his cigarette butt on the hood of the car angrily, raised his leg to kick him, saw the license plate under his eyelids, and put his foot down in a sensible manner.

Just as he was about to curse, the car body moved. The bald man hurried inside and stood in front of the BMW. He wanted to see what the idiot driving the Maybach looked like, but the passenger window had already been raised.

"Mom bi."

The attendant stepped forward, not paying attention to Jian Lin who was leaving by bus, and kept looking at the Maybach that had just blocked the BMW: "Fuck, that car must be at least seventy-eight million."

The bald man looked disgusted: "Why haven't you seen a luxury car?"

The attendant laughed: "This kind of thing is rare in the film and television city."

The bald man lit a cigarette irritably: "Rolling."

All this is clearly reflected in the rearview mirror inside the car.

Fang Luobei looked away, frowned, and the joy he had not long ago dissipated.

He drove the car back to the small villa in Qinshui Bridge. He had just entered the community when he received the regular WeChat message that Director Wang would send these days.

The big director didn't even say a word this time, and rapped directly: Take it with you!Belt belt belt belt!Belt belt belt belt belt!

Director Wang: Take it with you!Belt belt belt belt!Belt belt belt belt belt!

The car stopped at the door of Building 16.

In the car, the flattering pot of porridge stayed quietly in the passenger seat.

Outside the car, two pots of fortune trees stood quietly in the warm yellow light.

Jian Lin went shopping very quickly, and Er Fatty showed up at the door riding his little electric donkey as soon as he finished shopping.

Er Pang smiled: "Boss Jane!"

Jian Lin walked over carrying two bags: "Boss Fat."

Er Pang glibly said, "Don't, don't, I'm some kind of boss, I always follow Boss Jane to get rich."

Speaking of getting up, he saw one of the bags from the Apple store in Jian Lin's hand: "Damn it!"

Jian Lin hung the two bags on the front of the car and got in the car: "Stop it, I bought it for the salary."

Er Fatty reacted: "Hi! I almost forgot, our Boss Jane is also the lead actor now."

Jian Lin laughed: "What tone."

Er Pang stood beside the car, stroking his chubby belly, and smiled: "I've followed you to get rich recently, haven't I?"

Jian Lin: "Send some coffee to the crew and get rich? Or did Xiao Ganlian let you become a shareholder of their coffee shop?"

Er Fatty: "Coffee?" As he spoke, he touched his phone, and the screen came close to Jian Lin's eyes: "Where is the coffee, how about a bunch of things? As for the daily necessities you told me about, I spend every day in Moments I’m afraid no one will ask me to buy it.”

Er Fatty: "Guess what, the person who asked me to order coffee, I don't know if he is in charge of life purchases in your crew, and gave me a list, let me buy according to it, and send it to you when I bought it."

Er Fatty: "I've been to the small supermarket on the first floor of the hotel you guys live in several times."

Er Fatty: "I bought everything for food and use, okay, I also placed the goods."

Er Fatty: "And the money is settled in cash, no advance payment is needed, don't be too cool!"

Before Jian Lin was filming in the film crew, he had heard Er Fatty mentioned about the coffee, and this was the first time he had heard about the supermarket supply.

He took Erpang's cell phone and asked, "Why didn't I hear what you said?"

Er Fatty: "Hey, I'm not that lately. I'm too busy, so I forgot. You just slipped out today, so I'll mention it to you."

As he spoke, he stretched out a slap: "Fifty-five! Huh?"

Jian Lin looked down at the phone and said casually, "Who will give you a [-]-[-] split."

Er Fatty: "Four six? I four you six? Three seven? Two eight? One nine? I listen to you!"

Jian Lin didn't care about splitting accounts and looked at the chat records.

Ask Erpang to buy coffee. The person did throw Erpang a purchase order. There was no small talk. Instead, Erpang sent a lot of long-winded words. Just transfer money.

After reading the chat history, Jian Lin clicked on the other party's profile picture.

I can't see anything in the small picture, but when I zoom in, I find that it is a camel walking on the horizon of the desert.

camel.

Luo.

Jian Lin froze for a moment, something suddenly entered his heart.

The author has something to say:

The hot chicken author forced his debut time: Finally, he can walk away in love, crying, and rubbing his hands excitedly after crying