fake show [entertainment circle]

Er Fatty claimed that he was busy promoting some amazing life plan of his recently, and delivered the electric car, and he flashed people quickly without talking.

Jian Lin was still on the side of the commercial street, sitting lazily on the electric scooter with one leg on the ground and one arm on the front of the scooter.

At the beginning of the night, there was a lot of traffic, and the fireworks in the bustling neighborhoods became the background music, accompaniment to his wandering thoughts in a low voice.

If I didn't guess wrong, it was Fang Luobei who asked Er Pang to order coffee.

Coffee, shopping for supermarket items, and delivery fees may seem ordinary, but Er Pang has earned a lot of money.

coincide?lucky?

of course not.

On the first day he joined the group, Fang Luobei knew who delivered those takeaways, so many people added ordering WeChat, and they could get them just by asking.

Fang Luobei also added WeChat, not only added, but also ordered coffee and gave them supermarket orders.

"Will filming affect your meal delivery?"

This was what Fang Luobei teased at the beginning.

But the same person who teased him did these things silently without saying a word behind his back.

It's still the salary of one hundred thousand one hundred thousand to tease him.

After receiving the porridge, I criticized it face to face.

Parked the car at a turning intersection some distance away from the porridge shop.

……

Jian Lin didn't seem to think much, and seemed to think a lot, his thoughts were soberly gathered under the night, and settled on a certain emotion that could be clearly felt——

happy.

I'm quite happy.

Feeling happy, Jian Lin really smiled, recovered his senses and straightened up, turned the car key, got out of the car, and went back to the Apple store.

When the salesperson at the Apple store saw him coming back, he thought there was something wrong with the mobile phone he was selling, and looked at him suspiciously.

Jian Lin: "The model just now, let's buy another one."

The salesperson froze for a moment, and quickly put on a professional smile: "Okay, wait a moment."

After such a trip, when we returned to the porridge shop, it was almost eight o'clock.

Zhang Niannian, who received the signal from the connector, ran out from the back door of the porridge shop with a bag in her hand, and walked to the alley across the road, panting, "I was scared to death, I was almost discovered by your brother."

Jian Lin sat on the small e-Donkey, took the bag, put it in the front basket, and asked, "You got so many things, does your brother doubt it?"

Zhang Niannian calmed down: "I did it secretly. You... ah!"

Seeing the three bags that Jian Lin handed over, Zhang Niannian called out directly, jumping while calling.

Mac!And the set of nail polish that she has been thinking about for a long time!

Jian Lin handed her the bag and said with a smile, "Calm down."

Zhang Niannian couldn't calm down, so she took a look at the nail polish packaging bag on the spot, and confirmed that what Jian Lin gave her were indeed two Apple computers, not another brand, nor just one.

two!two!

She and Jane come one by one!

Ahhhhh-!

She just knew it!She knew that her second brother would definitely bring them gifts after paying the salary!

Zhang Niannian suppressed the screaming in her throat, flushed with excitement, and stretched out her hand for a big hug.

Jian Lin pulled her off her neck: "Think about where to hide your phone first." Jane can tolerate a little girl who loves beauty and puts on nail polish after school, but she can't tolerate a junior high school student who uses an Macintosh to go to school. Not studying anymore.

Zhang Niannian has already used his brain: "As long as you don't tell my brother, I promise to hide it." As he spoke, he picked up the packing bag and hid the "dirty things" immediately.

While hiding, he murmured: "Why are you so nice? You changed the phone for big brother, and you still haven't forgotten me. I was very happy when you gave me a set of nail polish, and there was a super surprise in the end!"

Jian Lin smiled: "You really hit the spot, you didn't have a mobile phone in the first place."

Zhang Niannian raised her head: "Ah? Then why did it happen again?"

Jian Lin: "I'm in a great mood."

Zhang Niannian immediately said: "Then can you buy me another tablet because you are in a 'too' good mood today?"

Jian Lin gave her two words: "Dream."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhang Niannian sighed: "Isn't this Er Fatty's car?" Then asked: "Where do you live at night? Are you going back to the set?"

Jian Lin drove the small eDonkey and waved his hand: "Don't worry about me, you'd better take care of your mobile phone."

Zhang Niannian stuffed the phone into his clothes, looked at Jian Lin's back as he left, and was very happy while muttering to himself, why is he in such a good mood.

With water dripping on the tip of his nose, Zhang Niannian raised his head to look at the sky, and shouted at the leaving figure: "Brother, did you bring an umbrella! It's going to rain!"

Jian Lin was really in a good mood, so good that during the short journey from buying a mobile phone to arriving at the small villa, she hung up and blocked several harassing calls without getting angry.

The harassing person, Jian Lin, has a big bald head and claims to be a producer. In fact, he is a coordinator for recruiting actors in a small company. , In fact, it is pimping.

The bald pimp got to Jian Lin some time ago, but Jian Lin ignored him and blocked him directly.

He had been blocked for a long time and there was no movement. Jian Lin had already forgotten about this person. Today, for some unknown reason, a phone call came over. If he was blocked, he changed his mobile phone. As if stimulated, he answered one call after another.

Jian Lin refused to answer and continued blocking, but the other party used the new number to send text messages, and sprayed them with insults.

"What the fuck, I've already forgotten about your shit, but you just want to hang out under my nose, right?"

"Poor thing, someone has a crush on you and pays you tens of thousands a month to build a bridge for me, and you fucking block me? You're a little bastard who deserves to sell your ass."

Before entering the community, Jane deleted all these text messages and blocked the number.

Nothing can stop him from being in a good mood today.

When we drove to the small villa, the doorman was surprised and greeted him: "I haven't seen you for a while."

Jian Lin smiled: "I'm busy."

The uncle guard signaled that it was raining heavily: "Why don't you wear a poncho." He raised his chin: "Go in."

Jian Lin took out a bag of chicken legs from the bag in the front basket and threw it over.

The uncle guard caught it and laughed loudly: "You look at the monkeys in the zoo, and throw me something to eat every time!?"

Jian Lin had already driven over and turned his head: "Would you like to eat or not!"

The doorman held the vacuum bag in his hand: "You brat."

Familiar neighborhood, familiar main road.

All the way in, it is no longer the cold air of winter, but there are sporadic breaths of spring, combined with the aroma of the soil in the rain.

Jian Lin thought of his first visit, looked at the house number, and counted them one by one until 16.

At that time, he was full of completing the notes and sending them home. He never thought that he would know someone who lived here, and even have a deeper intersection in the near future.

It never occurred to him that this deeper connection has given him extra care——

"Fang Luobei is teasing you."

"He likes you."

"He has a good eye for you."

"He won't replace you."

"He definitely wants you to be the starring role. He thinks you are more suitable than others. If there is a problem on your side, he is willing to wait no matter whether it is a small problem or a big one."

"I'll wait here."

All of these made Jian Lin clearly realize that Fang Luobei really liked him, cared for him, and really "liked" him.

And like is a pleasant word.

It is a joy to be liked.

Jian Lin was also very happy.

Just like Director Wang will be happy if he likes him, and he will be happy when the old extras take care of him.

There is no need to explore why, just this kind of kind communication is enough to make him feel happy.

What's more, Fang Luobei also gave him the chance to lead the role, gave him a million-dollar salary, extra money from the crew, gave him a chance to make his debut in the future, and...

The little bit of extra subtle feeling that he hasn't figured out yet.

What exactly is this feeling, Jian Lin thought about it for a long time at the entrance of the Apple store in the commercial street, but couldn't figure it out until——

Building 16, canopy, warm light, and in front of the door, Jian Lin stood here again with a delivery bag.

Similar scenes tend to give people the illusion of chaotic time and space.

Jian Lin looked up at the gate in front of him, looked down at the delivery bag in his hand, the rain on his arm, the scratch on the back of his hand, and smiled to himself.

Coincidentally, it's like going back to the fifth day of the junior high school.

The same rainy night, the same meal delivery, with scratches on the back of the hand.

The difference is that on the fifth day of the fifth day of junior high school, Jian Lin's mind was full of fights, food deliveries, and why the rain was so heavy. He stood at the door and rang the bell and no one opened the door. He wondered why there was no one in Building 16 today. He turned around and looked up, shaking the water in his hands. On the small road not far away, Fang Luobei approached with an umbrella.

And today...

Jian Lin raised his hand and was about to ring the bell when he suddenly felt something and turned around with the meal in his hand.

Not far away, on the path in front of the building, there is a black umbrella, from far to near.

What was thought to be different instantly became similar.

Jian Lin was standing in front of the door, and a sense of time and space disordered trance still emerged, as if she had instantly returned to the rainy night on the fifth day of the lunar new year.

But looking at the people under the umbrella who were walking towards him unhurriedly, Jian Lin was no longer dazed, no longer dazed, replaced by the subtle and strange feeling before, accompanied by the pounding heartbeat on the eardrum, And the picture that flashed back quickly in my mind——

He wanted to get out of the car, but he didn't want the luxury car parked in front of the shop to attract attention. Before he could speak, Fang Luobei parked the car at a remote intersection away from the porridge shop.

"I'll wait here."

He looked outside the car and felt that it was difficult to see clearly after the film was pasted on it. The car window suddenly fell down. Fang Luobei: "Don't you want to see it?"

He took the initiative to offer a pot of millet porridge, saying that there were no side dishes, and next time he asked for leave to go home and get them.

Fang Luobei sat in the car: "False approval, get in the car."

He couldn't shoot emotional scenes, he leaned against the wall to find the feeling, and the text messages on his mobile phone were credited into the account. When he looked up, he met Luo Bei's gaze above him.

He was standing on the balcony of Grandma Zhou's house, leaning against the wall to find the feeling, flipping the coin in his hand, Fang Luobei approached: "I'll do it." After taking the coin and demonstrating, the two of them stood face to face.

Director Wang: "The part can bring more sensory stimulation than the whole." He stretched out his hand: "Mr. Luo, can you recognize this hand?"

Fang Luobei took a look: "No."

After filming a scene in the corridor, he returned to the sidelines to drink water to touch up his makeup, and suddenly turned his head with awareness, and glanced at Fang Luobei in the corner outside the stage.

He typed "Are we familiar?" on the phone and handed it over. Fang Luobei glanced at it and smiled.

He was in front of the shelves in the supermarket, thinking that the old man who delivered the food would not be picked up in person, Fang Luobei handed over a red envelope: "Here is for you, you take it."

At the entrance of the alley on the rainy night of the fifth day of the lunar new year, Old Xu was furious: "Come out! Is it useful to hide?" "Luo Bei, what are you doing? Why are you blocking it?"

Fang Luobei stood in front of him with an umbrella and stepped back step by step. The edge of the umbrella quickly covered his head, blocking the rain.

He was drenched, and stood in front of the 16th building in astonishment, watching Fang Luobei approaching with an umbrella: "My porridge."

The night was silent, the rain was getting heavier, and Jian Lin's heart was pounding.

The umbrella, as it had happened before, as it was seen at this moment, once again covered his head.

And Fang Luobei's expression under the umbrella was far deeper than that on the fifth day of the new year, but he said exactly the same three words: "My porridge."

Jian Lin's heart tightened.

He finally understood what those subtle feelings that he couldn't fathom were.

is special.

It is Fang Luobei who treats him very differently from others.

Jian Lin raised her eyes quietly, and amidst the sound of rain, in the cramped space where only the two of them were in, she looked into those calm and deep eyes.

At that moment, Jian Lin finally saw the hidden undercurrents flocking to him.

Different from what he understood before, those undercurrents are not fierce, just a trickle of water submerged in the current, gentle and gentle.

And in this gentle and gentle undercurrent, Fang Luobei's voice seemed to be bewitching.

"Go in?"

Jian Lin backed away calmly, and silently pressed the door tightly.