fake show [entertainment circle]

Jian Lin was wearing bathrobes in the subsequent scenes, and she would wear them as soon as the director told her to stop, without anyone reminding her.

Chen Yang went to the second bedroom to look at it a few times, and felt amazing. This brother finally felt cold?not easy.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, all the scenes in the bathroom were filmed, and we rested and ate.

Jian Lin changed back into her own clothes and came out of the interior scene. As soon as she came out, she was reminded by Chen Yang: Flattery, you haven't given away today's flattery.

Jian Lin took the bag, turned around and left, found Fang Luobei outside the arena, walked over with a muffled voice, and handed the bag.

Fang Luobei was sitting in the lounge chair and swiping his cell phone. He raised his eyes and looked at him. He reached out to pick it up without saying anything.

After receiving it, Jian Lin turned around and left.

Fang Luobei looked at the back of the boy leaving, feeling amused in his heart, this little wolf has a serious temper.

Director Wu came to call at this time, saying that Director Wang called over.

Fang Luobei got up, put the flattering bag in the rest chair, and left temporarily.

On the other side, Jian Lin walked back and prepared to eat.

Chen Yang moved him a small bench for the lunch box, removed the disposable chopsticks, and poured him a glass of water. He chatted with Yun Yao and Qiu Shuai while serving him.

Talking about something, Jian Lin buried her head in her meal and didn't pay attention to it. It seemed that Qiu Shuai was talking about his classmate's crew.

While chatting, Qiu Shuai suddenly said: "By the way, last time I went out for a stroll, I lived with my classmate, and my classmate told me something about Teacher Luo."

As soon as Fang Luobei was mentioned, the three people who were chatting immediately came to their senses, their heads gathered together consciously, and they lowered their voices.

Yun Yao: "What?"

Qiu Shuai: "It's about why Teacher Luo doesn't eat in the crew."

Chen Yang: "Why?"

Qiu Shuai: "It is said that it was in a film crew before, and someone ordered something in the meal."

Chen Yang: "What the hell?"

Yun Yao: "Really! Can't you? What did you take, medicine?"

Qiu Shuai: "I don't know about that, I only know that there is such a thing in the rumors."

Yun Yao: "No wonder he doesn't eat much in the film crew, and only drinks mineral water."

Chen Yang remembered: "That's right, that's right, I was wondering why he always opened new ones when he drank bottled water, and some of them threw it away after a few sips." It turned out to be like this.

Qiu Shuai: "It may not be true, Mr. Luo has so many legends, who knows if it is true or not."

Yun Yao: "That's right. Before our film crew, didn't everyone say that Teacher Luo didn't eat because of his poor appetite."

Chen Yang: "Hey, it's also possible that it's not true. I don't think he enjoys porridge."

Qiu Shuai: "It's just porridge."

Jian Lin's ears perked up early, and when he heard this, he gave his hand with chopsticks a pause.

Chen Yang asked Qiu Shuai: "What else?"

Qiu Shuai thought for a while: "It's nothing else. My classmate didn't know that I was filming with Mr. Luo, so I accidentally chatted with him and just said a few words."

Qiu Shuai: "Oh yes, it's not good to say that Mr. Luo has a strong aura."

Yun Yao and Chen Yang showed expressions of "this is no nonsense" at the same time.

Chen Yang raised his hand to signal the window behind him: "I was standing there just now, and he floated through it, and I felt something was wrong at that time."

Seeing Jian Lin looking over, Chen Yang explained: "When you were filming, I came out and complained to them that you were shirtless and undressed, and you were careful to freeze to death. Mr. Luo happened to be at the living room. When you see people clearly, you feel the aura is strong.”

Jian Lin paused, and asked subconsciously, "Did he hear that?"

Chen Yang shrugged: "I don't know."

Yun Yao: "I should have heard it, the window is not closed, it is open."

Jian Lin held the lunch box and fell silent for a few seconds, the phrase "I love you" wafted in her ears.

"..."

Jian Lin put down the lunch box and got up.

Chen Yang: "You don't want to eat?"

Jian Lin didn't answer, just walked silently and quickly as if she had just sent flattery, turned around the field, walked up to Fang Luobei, looked down, the porridge hadn't touched yet, and the cap of the thermos bottle had just been opened.

Seeing him coming again, Fang Luobei raised his eyebrows.

Jian Lin looked at the porridge in his hand and said in a muffled voice, "Don't eat it."

Fang Luobei: "?"

Jian Lin bent down, put the cap back on the thermos bottle, took away the porridge and vegetables, just turned around, turned around again, fumbled in the bag, took out the plastic box of the mobile phone, did not hand it over, and put it directly on Fang Luobei On the small bench for eating in front of him.

Fang Luobei watched the whole process, his eyes followed Jian Lin's movements, and finally fell on the hand where he put the mobile phone box. Just as he pulled his hand away, Fang Luobei said, "Come back."

Jian Lin stopped and turned around.

Fang Luobei ignored the phone, glanced at the bag in Jian Lin's hand, and asked unhurriedly, "What's wrong with the porridge?"

Jian Lin didn't say anything.

Fang Luobei waited.

Jian Lin pursed her lips: "It's blurry."

Confused?

Fang Luobei glanced at the bag again: "Only the porridge is mushy?"

Jian Lin: "The poached eggs add a little more salt."

"..."

Mushy porridge and salty eggs, why don't you just throw them away and give them to him?

Fang Luobei was a little surprised, because he has a bad temper and a lot of courage: "Is it cooked like this on purpose?"

Jian Lin muffled: "No."

Fang Luobei was like a teacher calling a student into the office, little by little, step by step: "Come here again and take it away, did your conscience find out?"

Jian Lin sniffed.

Fang Luobei: "Speak up if you have something to say."

But Jian Lin said, "I also want to ask."

Fang Luobei motioned for him to ask.

There was no need for Jian Lin to say anything, he took out his phone in person, and sent a message under the phrase "I feel sorry for you".

Jian Lin: You went into the second bedroom and took a look, do you want me to wear some clothes so as not to catch cold?

Fang Luobei looked at the phone, a little surprised that he would know, and even more surprised by this directness. He looked up at Jian Lin and raised his eyebrows.

Jian Lin sent another message: You can just say it.

Jian Lin: You don't need to sweep your eyes like that.

Topic after topic.

Jian Lin: It's like the sentence "I feel sorry for you", you don't need to say that, you can just say, "I care about you".

Because of "concern", I bought a mobile phone for him to replace with a new one. Because of "concern", I hope that he will not catch cold in wearing clothes, but I just used my eyes, which is useless.

Fang Luobei sat in a chair and fell silent.

Jian Lin typed out what he wanted to say, and turned around to leave with the bag in hand, but was stopped again: "Why is the porridge mushy?"

Jian Lin calmly said, "There is less water, and the pot is not very good."

Fang Luobei: "Poached eggs?"

Jian Lin: "I forgot to add salt, I added it several times."

Fang Luobei: "Then you still gave it to me?"

Jian Lin: "..."

Fang Luobei: "I found out with my conscience again that I 'cared' about you, you can't treat me like this, come here and take it away?"

Jian Lin acquiesced.

Fang Luobei snorted softly: "Courage is as big as temper."

In response to the sentence in the porch: I'm having a temper tantrum.

It really doesn't look like it was boiled deliberately and added more salt, but the emotion is there, so I still took it.Not long after I took it, I regretted it again, and came back to take it away again, "Leniency for the confession".

Bright paws were put away again, and the little wolf was just the little wolf.

Fang Luobei was not angry, he indulged the flattery, motioned for Jian Lin to sit down, and motioned for the mobile phone box in front of him: "You know it's 'concern', so you don't accept it?"

Jian Lin still said the same thing: "I can buy it myself."

Fang Luobei: "No?"

Jian Lin insisted: "No."

Fang Luobei nodded, stopped talking on the phone, and only asked: "Is it all right now?"

Jian Lin: "?"

Fang Luobei: "The porridge is mushy, there is too much salt, and the phone is returned to me. I feel better? Don't you feel emotional?"

Jian Lin slowly sat up straight, his expression gradually cleared up, and he nodded.

Fang Luobei snorted.

Jian Lin sniffed, he is not an ignorant person, he still has a sense of who treats him, Fang Luobei's tolerance is rare in the crew: "Thank you, Teacher Luo."

Fang Luobei signaled that he could go: "Well, let's go eat."

Jian Lin got up: "I'll cook the porridge tomorrow."

Fang Luobei laughed: "Isn't the pot bad and easy to burn?"

It's simple, Jian Lin: "Add more water."

Fang Luobei smirked, not unhappy that he couldn't eat.The mobile phone sent out was sent back, and I didn't feel that my face was refuted.

On Jian Lin's side, because he returned the phone, he thought he understood what he said, and felt comfortable.

It is impossible for him to accept more than 1 mobile phones.

As for why the porridge was mushy, why the fried eggs were salted, what kind of anger and emotions I had from last night to this morning...

All these "whys" were thrown away with the smoothness of the mood, as if it was said, and it was all over, nothing.

When Chen Yang and the others saw him coming back, they asked what was the matter, and Jian Lin also said nothing.

Only Er Fatty, who really didn't know anything, asked "what's the matter" when he received a call from Jian Lin last night, instead of saying "nothing", but——

Jian Lin stood in front of the bathroom sink, frowned and looked at the pot that had been boiled by himself: "The pot is burnt."

Er Fatty: "It's muddy? Why did it get muddy?"

Jian Lin frowned: "I don't remember."

Er Fatty wondered: "Don't remember?"

Looking at Jian Lin who was on the phone, trying to think back not long ago——

After Fang Luobei's message, he didn't reply. He stood at the table for a while before going to make the porridge to bring tomorrow.

The hotel room conditions are limited, and the pot he brought is also very ordinary. According to his habit, he will cook the porridge in the pot for a while until it is almost cooked, and then pour it into a clean thermos bottle and keep it for a night.

I don’t know why I was stunned at the time, I took the sesame seeds as black rice, grabbed half of them and threw them into the pot. When the rice was washed, the sesame seeds floated on the water surface, and when the water was filtered, they were all poured into the pool. After pouring out, the water disappeared. "Rice" is gone, just an empty pot.

Jian Lin: "..."

Not only that, the porridge is cooked without adding water, and the rice is heated directly after washing. If you smell burnt, quickly unplug the plug, wash the pot and cook again, but it is still mushy.

As for fried eggs, it was even more tragic. The eggs were smashed into the trash can, and the shells were thrown into the pot.

Jian Lin: "..." What is he doing?What is he thinking?Why is he in a daze?

Looking up in the mirror, his expression was slightly stunned, his eyes were dazed, not like himself.

Er Fatty was still on the other end of the phone, Jian Lin hung up directly as if wandering, clicked on WeChat, and stared blankly at the sentence "I love you."

Distressed... is actually caring, right?

should be.

As for the tantrum, Jian Lin couldn't tell the specifics, as if he was silent all the way after filming yesterday, there was no reason, but that was it.

But at this moment, all of this has passed.

In a smooth mood, Jian Lin took the bag and went back to her rest chair. Apart from filming, she only thought about one thing.

After starting work in the afternoon, he called this matter on his mobile phone.

Jian Lin: Are you hungry?

It was already afternoon at that time, and I was preparing to shoot the scene where Luo Yu went into the second bedroom with hot water to watch Lin Xi.

Jian Lin was wearing a bathrobe and sitting on the bay window with a mobile phone in his hand, while Fang Luobei was leaning against the wall next to the bay window.

Director Wang was lecturing on the play, and after the play, he sat behind the monitor screen and chatted with the director of photography about the shots.

Jian Lin asked a question on the mobile phone, Fang Luobei picked up the mobile phone and saw it, raised his eyes and looked back, with a "what do you say" expression.

Jian Lin: Do you want to eat fruit?

Fang Luobei looked at him, but didn't say anything.

Jian Lin realized that it was fine not to refuse.

Jian Lin held his mobile phone and bowed his head. After a while, Chen Yang entered the second bedroom with a bag of unpeeled oranges. He was afraid of being scolded by the director, so he dared not enter the venue in front of the camera. Jian Lin was about to get up, but Fang Luobei walked over first, and then After picking up Xiaojuzi, Chen Yang was stunned when he picked it up——

Wait a minute, who wants to eat?

Isn't the boss not eating?

Wait a minute, aren't you guys going to do a kissing scene?

What kind of oranges do you eat for kissing scenes?

Naihe didn't dare to say anything even with a question mark all over his head, he could only stare blankly.

It was useless to stare, Jian Lin didn't see it at all.

There was still some time before the official shooting, Jian Lin sat on the bay window, took the bag of small oranges, put down the phone, and started peeling.

Peeled one and handed it to Fang Luobei, peeled another one and ate it by himself.

Fang Luobei moved from the wall to the bay window, sat opposite, bored waiting, eating oranges, looked at Jian Lin: "You have a good appetite."

Jian Lin didn't answer, but typed on WeChat: "You are young, you digest quickly."

That's right.Fang Luobei also took the phone: How much older can I be than you?

Jian Lin peeled and ate, and poked the screen by the way: You are much older, you are two years older than my brother.

Fang Luobei teased him again: Your brother is in his fifties.

Jian Lin looked at Director Wang and smiled: It's not this brother.

Fang Luobei also glanced at Director Wang: No matter how old this brother is, you can call him Grandpa.

Jian Lin: If I can shout, you can too.

The two looked up at each other at the same time, and smiled in each other's eyes.

The oranges tasted very fast, and the two of them ate them in no time.

Fang Luobei got up first, and temporarily left the second bedroom. Jian Lin tied the pocket of the bag, handed it to the theater manager to throw it away, and went to the bathroom of the second bedroom to brush his teeth.

After brushing his teeth, he took off his bathrobe and walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Fang Luobei had already returned, raised his eyes to see Jian Lin, and glanced at him.Jian Lin didn't say a word, and sat by the bay window, quietly.

The short "friendship time of eating oranges" just didn't seem to happen between them.

For so many years, Jian Lin felt a little tense before shooting a certain scene for the first time. She looked sideways at the curtains of the bay window. After sitting for a while, she sensed something and took out her phone from the drawer of the small table by the bay window.

Fang Luobei: Don't be nervous.

Jian Lin took a look, put the phone back, and took a deep breath.

Don't be nervous, just filming.

10 minute later.

Director Wang: "Come on, let's try to take a picture."

[Hot tea is placed on the small table by the bay window, and An Ning shuttles through the room.

Luo Yu simply said that the matter is settled, don't worry too much, and sat down on the other side of the bay window without further words.

Lin Xi was half naked, with a towel wrapped around her waist, sitting by the window.

He didn't look at Luo Yu, didn't think about anything, didn't feel cold, didn't feel flustered anymore, his thoughts were taken away, and he sat in a daze.

It's just that Luo Yu can feel that Luo Yu has been looking at him.

The gaze fell on the body as if it were real.

"Lin Xi."

Lin Xi turned her head and was in Luo Yu's gaze.

Nobody spoke.

At this moment, Lin Xi actually understood. He understood from the bottom of his heart what happened under the umbrella in the back alley of the bar.

But today, at this moment, he was tired of reacting and lacked the desire to talk.

What's more, this second bedroom, this bay window, and Luo Yu sitting in front of him didn't make him feel on guard and need to be on guard.

He felt that it was safe here.

Perhaps because of this, the man in front of him approached again became a silent acquiescence.

Lin Xi looked at him and felt the breathing of each other getting closer...]

Jian Lin calmed down, and his breathing slowed down. As the plot required, he quietly opened his eyes under the first light kiss, and closed his eyes in the subsequent step-by-step trials.

In this kiss scene, he doesn't need to respond.

Because at this time Lin Xi is empty, and the default approach is just a little proof of security and goodwill.

As for young boys, their concepts are simpler and purer than adults, and their courage is far beyond adults' expectations.

Being intimate with this point is not so much a mature man's chance to win, but a teenager's "adventurous heart".

Everyone knows that only children are fearless, and adults only look forward and backward, making plans.

Therefore, like Lin Xi, Jian Lin accepted it quietly.

Very shallow kisses, intertwined breaths, each other's breath.

What would Lin Xi think at this time?

Jian Lin doesn't know.

All he knew was that his mind was tense, and the intimate kisses and breathing made him more and more unable to restrain this tension, and he had to hold his breath hard to prevent showing expressions outside of his role.

And this short period of intimacy is only the intimacy of each other, like an isolated vacuum belt, shielding the real world.

Jian Lin was lost in the midst of it, with a cool breath that didn't belong to her, pulling him in silently.

Jian Lin was stunned for a moment, as if he heard a "click", the cool breath lingered on his lips, and another voice: "Relax, don't be nervous." He gently soothed with his lips.

Jian Lin raised his eyes, revealing slight doubts, his acting skills had reached the peak in this first official intimate scene, and he couldn't hold on any longer, so did his heartbeat.

Forget it, click it, reshoot.

Before he moved, he heard Director Wang's loud voice: "Teacher Luo! It's done!"

The cool breath left.

Jian Lin regained consciousness in an instant, didn't hear "click", a little confused about the situation, stiffened his neck, and blinked.

Finally, he didn't have to be tense anymore, he relaxed his restraint, and endured a certain emotion under the acting skills - his face and ears turned red instantly with embarrassment.

Like a tide of red, it swept across the whole body, and the exposed skin was completely red.

Jian Lin's steadiness couldn't hold up to this scene, so he fled silently, and his face couldn't hold up anymore, his legs were bent, his arms were on his knees, and his face was buried in the crook of his arms.

On the eardrum, the heartbeat is like a drum, and it cannot be hidden. The sense of existence is strong, and it can no longer be ignored.

It seems to be back to yesterday, when I saw the phrase "I feel sorry for you".

On the side, Fang Luobei's voice was unusually gentle in the noisy studio: "Did it scare you?"

Jian Lin held his breath amidst the accelerated heartbeat.

Fang Luobei's tone was concerned and serious: "Take your time, wait until you get used to it."

The defense failed, and the heartbeat accelerated again.