fake show [entertainment circle]

Jian Lin didn't just look at his phone while eating, he went to see people when he wasn't eating.

To look is not to look directly, but to glance out of the corner of the eye, and then to float back, or to focus on the past and then withdraw it for a few seconds.

It was the first time for Jian Lin to do this in the film crew. He had no experience, but he managed to use it proficiently. It seemed that he was very talented in this area, and he would learn it naturally without being taught.

It was also at this time that he discovered that Fang Luobei seldom moved around when he was not filming, and would sit and rest in one place. The crew did not dare to disturb him, and basically no one would take the initiative to talk to him unless something happened.

After Jian Lin found out about this, he would take out his phone, send a message that was not nutritious, and then look at the screen of the phone with his peripheral vision falling into the distance.

Usually, Fang Luobei takes out his phone first, looks down at the screen, and then comes the reply that pops up from his side.

Occasionally, Fang Luobei would take a look at him before or after replying to the message.

Every time this happened, Jian Lin would deliberately not look up.

Occasionally, he would swipe his phone under Fang Luobei's gaze, but he just didn't reply to messages.

It's like running away after teasing.

But Jian Lin himself didn't have this kind of consciousness. When he was sitting in the lounge chair after filming on the set, he would look at Fang Luobei from the corner of his eye.

One time, when he turned his gaze away and was about to withdraw it within two seconds, Chen Yang's voice sounded like a ghost in the back of his head: "What's there to see over there?"

"You've seen it three or four times."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Luobei looked up as if he had sensed,

Catch two at once.

Jian Lin stood steady, did not look away, and naturally smoothed his gaze, and landed on a box not far from Fang Luobei, and said to Chen Yang in the same tone as usual: "The words on the top, the phone number on the bottom line , can you see clearly?"

Chen Yang looked over, clearly: "I can see clearly."

Jian Lin said solemnly: "I don't know why recently, but I feel that my eyesight has deteriorated a bit, and I can't see as clearly as before."

Chen Yang didn't suspect him, and thought that Jian Lin was really looking at the number on the box. Hearing this, he thought for a while: "Did you use your eyes too much after filming too much?"

Jian Lin: "Maybe."

Falling in the distant corner of the eye, Fang Luobei picked up his phone.

Fang Luobei: What's wrong?

Jian Lin: No, I was talking to Chen Yang about the box next to you.

Fang Luobei glanced at the phone, then turned to look at the box.

Once fooling the two of them, Jian Lin held back his laughter.

At the same time, in the recent filming, there are frequent rivalries.

Luo Yu and Lin Xi chat, Luo Yu and Lin Xi cook and eat together, Luo Yu and Lin Xi take a walk, Luo Yu teaches Lin Xi to paint.

They are both Luo Yu and Lin Xi.

As a result, Jian Lin and Fang Luobei were alone together most of the time after filming.

The two of them were also idle, and they found some entertainment when they were waiting: at first, they flipped coins, and then they guessed heads and tails with the coins covered, or they chatted casually, or Fang Luobei used Luo Yu's pen and paper, and at the end of the book, Take a blank sheet of paper and draw something casually for Jian Lin to see.

Jian Lin was surprised that Fang Luo Bei could also draw. He was sitting by the big bar in Luo Yu's house, quietly looking down in the noisy environment of the studio.

Fang Luobei used a simple painting method to draw the glass vase with flowers on the bar counter.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Jian Lin's serious and quiet profile at close range:

The eyelashes are long, the skin is delicate, under the straight bridge of the nose, the lip line is slightly drawn.

Fang Luobei remained calm, looked away, finished drawing the glass bottle, flipped through the paper, brushed a few strokes on the back of the same paper, and re-drawn.

Jian Lin wondered for a moment, but didn't understand what was drawn until Fang Luobei finished drawing an eye.

Jian Lin: "Is this a picture of me?"

Fang Luobei held the pen with a well-articulated hand, sliding the pen tip on the paper with his wrist, bent the corners of his lips, and continued to draw without saying yes or no.

Drawing people is far more time-consuming than painting vases, not to mention that it is meant to pass the time, so it is normal to throw it away if you can't finish the painting.

As a result, Fang Luobei put that page into the drawer under the bar when he started shooting, and pulled it out again as soon as he stopped to continue painting.

The face, facial features, neck, torso, and the bay window next to it.

When Jian Lin saw the bay window, he quickly realized that he couldn't grab the pen, so he covered the paper with his hand, blocked it, and refused to draw.

Fang Luobei looked at him, with a good-tempered look, unhurried: "I haven't finished the painting yet."

Jian Lin stood beside him, facing him sideways, getting close to him, with one hand hanging by his side, and the other covering the paper, without speaking, and silently "protesting" with his gaze.

Fang Luobei twirled the pen in his hand, took some time off, and looked at Jian Lin: "Well, yes, that's the expression."

Jian Lin: "?"

Fang Luobei: "Twice that day, you stared at me like this after the kiss, and that's the expression I'm going to draw." After a pause, he turned his gaze to look at Jian Lin's ear: "Is it going to be red soon. "

"..."

Jian Lin's ears were not supposed to be red, but now they were instantly red, and he was still holding his breath, breathing in silently, and said word by word, "Teacher Luo."

Fang Luobei smiled happily, stopped teasing, raised his hand, tapped Jian Lin's chin with the rubber cap of the pencil, and then put down the pen: "If you don't let me draw, I won't draw, take it away, and give it to you gone."

Jian Lin withdrew her covered hand, holding her breath: "I don't want it."

Fang Luobei picked it up again and looked down at the paper: "Well, then I will continue to draw."

Jian Lin stretched out his hand again, Fang Luobei took the painting away one step ahead of him, and turned around with the pen and paper.

Jian Lin followed, grinding his teeth a bit: "Teacher Luo."

Fang Luobei smiled: "You don't want it yourself." He said as he walked to the living room.

The scene where the two were located was Luo Yu's restaurant. Behind the window, Chen Yang, Yunyao, and Qiu Shuai happened to be there.

The three of them couldn't describe their feelings when they saw this scene, and they fell silent together: "..."

After a while, Yun Yao pinched herself and said, "Are they playing against each other?"

Chen Yang: "It should be... isn't it?"

Qiu Shuai turned his head, raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, under Chen Yang's chin, and tapped twice: "Is this Luo Yu's action, or Teacher Luo's?"

Chen Yang patted Qiu Shuai's paw away: "It's not like you haven't been on the set recently, could it be Luo Yu?" Whether it's the official shooting or the off-camera, when did this plot happen.

That is Teacher Luo.

Three people: "..."

Chen Yang: "Damn it!"

Qiu Shuai & Yun Yao: "Damn!"

The three retreated from behind the window and got together.

Chen Yang thought for a while: "Isn't that right?"

Yun Yao & Qiu Shuai: "?"

Chen Yang nodded his chin: "Just for this action, shouldn't someone do it and break someone's finger?"

Jane!That's Jian Lin!Yuzhou's new generation of fighting kings.

Doesn't tapping his chin mean giving yourself some paper money?

Afraid of not dying early enough?

The three fell silent again: "..."

After a while, Chen Yang said, "As expected of him, he is my male god."

Yun Yao & Qiu Shuai recognized at the same time: as expected of Fang Luobei, as worthy of being a man with a series of love and hatred.

But even so, the three friends didn't make too many associations, let alone think that there was anything between Jian Lin and Fang Luobei.

After all, in their eyes, Jian Lin was dedicated and clear, and he didn't look like someone who would enter a big series.

Sure enough, looking back, the two of them no longer had any intimacy.

Not only was it nothing, but Jian Lin's expression paled.

Qiu Shuai looked away and chatted about the plot: "The end seems to be filming Luo Yu giving something to Lin Xi."

Chen Yang said casually: "Send something?" What is it.

Qiu Shuai leaned half of his body into the window and stretched his neck to look into the living room.

Yun Yao: "What?"

Qiu Shuai: "It seems to be a mobile phone."

In the living room, the props team handed the phone to Director Wang. Director Wang looked at it and said, "Hey, it's a new model, it's still a pro. It costs more than 1 yuan, and I'm not even willing to buy it."

After talking, let’s talk back to the plot: “In the next scene, Luo Yu will give Lin Xi a mobile phone…”

Jian Lin's expression paled in an instant, and his eyes drooped.

Luo Yu gave the phone to Lin Xi.

When Mr. Luo gave the mobile phone, he also said "I feel sorry for you".

Before, Jian Lin understood "distressed" as "caring", but now, after taking care of it in and out of the play, it turns out that "distressed" also means "pasting you".

Jian Lin raised his eyes, and stared silently at the man standing across from him.

At that moment, Fang Luobei seemed to see the cub's teeth and claws at the same time.

He took the mobile phone from Director Wang in a funny way, looked at the front and back, and interrupted: "Why is it a mobile phone?"

Director Wang asked back, "Huh? Is there any problem?"

Before Fang Luobei could speak, Director Wang showed an expression of "Do you want to change the show again?" "Don't even think about it!", and said firmly: "Just the phone!"

Director Wang: "More than 1 yuan is very expensive for Lin Xi. It is also an Apple computer. It is just right for young boys. It is fashionable and commonly used, and it is convenient to carry in your pocket."

Director Wang: "You can't send watches, computers, other luxury items? Bags? Jewelry? Not to mention."

Director Wang: "The coaxing needs to be done just right, and the soaking should be done to moisten everything silently. This is Luo Yu's advanced method."

coax.

Bubble.

Just right.

Moisturizing is silent.

advanced.

means.

Jian Lin silently looked at Fang Luobei again, with a slightly lighter expression than before.

Director Wang didn't know the inside story, so he said after finishing speaking: "Okay, let's take a picture first."

Jian Lin turned her head and left, going to her own station.

Unrelated people exited the scene, Fang Luobei took the Macintosh stuffed by Director Wang, and it felt a little hot, like a potato, oh no, a land mine.

In particular, this piece of Jian Lin's filming was exceptionally smooth, vividly interpreting the innocence of the rejection and the ignorance of the young boy.

As a result, once the filming was over, I "turned my face" on the spot. I didn't want to stay in the scene, I didn't want to paint, I turned around and went to the living room, climbed on the window sill and jumped out.

Fang Luobei handed back the mobile phone used as a prop to the theater manager, and looked away from the living room window, feeling as if he had stepped on a thunder and blew himself up on the spot.

You can't blame the creative team who wrote the script, you can only blame Luo Yu: "What kind of mobile phone will you give me?"

The drama manager thought he was talking to him: "What?"

Fang Luobei shook his head.

Outside the scene, Jian Lin was sitting in a chair.

He had just been drenched in a basin of cold water, which chilled his body and mind.

In consciousness, reality and plot are somewhat mixed.

He wanted to give him his mobile phone, but he didn't accept it. It turned out that the distress was not really distressed, did it mean something else?

The tip of his nose was a little sore, and the unfamiliar feeling made him unable to digest it for a while, and his brows frowned.

Chen Yang handed him water: "What's wrong with you?"

Jian Lin shook his head, took it, drank a couple of sips, and sat down sullenly.

After a while, Chen Yang called him: "The director called."

Jian Lin got up and adjusted secretly.

Back on the set, Qiu Shuai was also there, standing in the hallway with Director Wang.

As Jane approached, Luo Hong handed him a few pages of the script: "It's time to break the relationship again."

Jian Lin read the script, Director Wang: "Geng Qiu came to Luo Yu's house to deliver things for a colleague, Luo Yu was not there, Lin Xi went to open the door, and the two good friends faced each other outside the door."

It turned out to be the case.

Jian Lin raised his gaze from the script page.

Director Wang: "There was a conversation between the two of them. Then Geng Qiu asked Lin Xi what was the relationship with Luo Yu. Lin Xi said it had nothing to do with it. Geng Qiu asked Lin Xi again, could it be nothing to do with living here?"

Director Wang dusted the page with his fingers, and said the result: "Then, Lin Xi woke up and stopped coming to Luo Yu's side."

wake up...

Qiu Shuai analyzed the plot together: "It means that Geng Qiu, as a bystander, awakened Lin Xi."

awake……

Director Wang: "Of course, onlookers can tell that it is true that Lin Xi has no purpose towards Luo Yu, and it is right to regard Luo Yu's side as a safe haven. It is pure and simple, but in fact, during the period when Luo Yu took the initiative to control the relationship between the two, Lin Xi It has already been pulled by Luo Yu by one foot, and it has begun to sink."

sinking...

Director Wang: "So when I realized something was wrong, I immediately withdrew. This is what I said before, Luo Yu did not fully control this relationship."

withdraw...

Director Wang: "Jian Lin? Why are you in a daze?"

Jian Lin came back to his senses, he had only read a few lines of the dialogue between Geng Qiu and Lin Xi on the script page, but he had already understood something.

Or should I say, his intuition.

Jian Lin: "Geng Qiu will come, the two bumped into each other by mistake, it's not a coincidence, Luo Yu arranged it on purpose, right?"

Director Wang and Luo Hong were surprised: "You guessed it?"

Jian Lin pinched the script in his hand, and continued: "Luo Yu felt that the advanced brewing method during this period was enough, and if he wanted to go one step further, he used Geng Qiu to wake up Lin Xi."

Jian Lin: "I thought that after Lin Xi came to his senses, the relationship between the two could get closer, but Lin Xi just pulled away and left."

Director Wang looked over approvingly: "Not bad, you can experience the plot by yourself."

Jian Lin was unhurried: "It's just right, moisturizing things silently, advanced methods, and finally kicked the iron board."

Qiu Shuai and Wang Dao were both amused by this sentence.

At the kitchen door next to the entrance, Fang Luobei leaned against the door frame and looked at Jian Lin silently.

After watching for a while, I picked up my phone.

Jian Lin felt the phone vibrate and took it out.

Fang Luobei: Am I going to be hungry today?

Jian Lin didn't reply for a while, exited the chat interface, clicked on the label, did not change it, and directly deleted "?" and the label together.

After deleting, he replied: I have something to eat.

There was lunch, but the flattery was still there, but no one came.

Chen Yang ran for Jian Lin.

Fang Luobei took the bag, without him asking, Chen Yang consciously "confessed": "Oh, Jian Lin has no show today, just after Director Wang finished his lecture, he called it a day and left early."

Fang Luobei: "Are you on leave?"

Chen Yang was surprised when he guessed: "Yes."

Fang Luobei looked at the time: "Where did you go?"

Chen Yang is very smart. When asked, he may not necessarily say that he is a god in front of him. He is just like that pot of porridge, full of flattery.

"They said they were looking for Er Fatty."

Two fat?

Chen Yang: "He's just a friend."

Fang Luobei looked at him with encouraging eyes.

Chen Yang was elated and encouraged, "I live in the old street, and my family runs a rice noodle shop, house number 231-7."

Fang Luobei nodded: "Well, good."

Chen Yang: Huh, I'm so nervous.

Chen Yang: I'm awesome!I talked to my boyfriend!

In the afternoon, at 231-7 Laojie, Qiao’s Rice Noodles.

Er Fatty expressed his welcome to his brother Lin who sneaked out again, and specially brought out a large portion of original soup rice noodles with several times the ingredients: "Eat!"

Jian Lin looked at the rice noodles in front of him: "You want to strangle me to death."

Er Fatty smiled: "Come on, you can't eat me and your surname."

Jian Lin picked up the chopsticks: "I don't really have any appetite today." Then I ate two-thirds of it in 10 minutes.

Er Fatty: "As expected, I only deserve the surname Joe." Those who believe you have no appetite.

In the afternoon, there was no business in the store. There were not many tourists in the scenic spot today. Occasionally, a few tourists with mobile phones and cameras walked by in the alleys of the old street.

Er Pang sat in a rattan chair, shaking his legs: "It's comfortable."

Jian Lin ate the rice noodles and asked him, "Recently, are you still supplying the crew to the supermarket?"

Er Fatty swiped his phone: "Go, of course." Explained: "Your supermarket is not big, and the hotel is full of people. You can get everything for free, and the shelves can be emptied every day."

"I used to go every other day, but now I go every day."

"You go to work too early, and you are not there every time I arrive, so I didn't meet you."

Jian Lin: "Or is it the end of the day?"

Er Fatty sat up: "I forgot to tell you again, it's not the end of the day."

Jian Lin raised his gaze.

Er Fatty: "It's a refill card! The kind that is paid in advance."

Er Fatty: "Your crew is too rich, and you think it's troublesome to end the day, and now you pay the money first."

Er Fatty: "Last time, he gave me 20 directly."

Er Fatty: "I almost knelt down and called Dad!"

Jian Lin lowered her eyes and continued to eat, neither surprised nor pleased.

Er Fatty was stunned: "What's wrong with you?"

Jian Lin: "Nothing."

Just thought of four words: advanced means.

In fact, before asking for leave today, Jian Lin had already thought about it, and told Er Pang that the goods in the hotel and supermarket would not be delivered.

Bill settled, that's all.

But when I got to the store, I saw Erpang, and the rice noodles were almost finished, so I didn't mention it.

Jian Lin is not a forgetful person. He remembers it very clearly. The last time he came out, at the entrance of the Apple store, he heard Er Fatty talk about the delivery. He recognized Fang Luobei on WeChat, and he was very happy from the bottom of his heart.

The joy that day was real, and the calmness today is also real.

But the calmer he became, the more he felt that the previous "care" had nothing to do with means——

Luo Yu sent Lin Xi's mobile phone to coax, for the purpose.

Fang Luobei's "care" of him was not to coax him, it had no purpose.

But the Macintosh that was also given to him, that distressed sentence... doesn't seem to be purposeless.

Jian Lin gasped silently, and said lightly: He didn't think very thoroughly, but instinctively, he wanted to pull away even more than Lin Xi.

It is not difficult for Lin Xi to move from the second bedroom and leave Luo Yu, because in essence, there is no unavoidable intersection between the two.

But he is different, he can't leave before the finale, there are rivalry scenes, and emotional scenes.

For the first time, Jian Lin felt that he had encountered something that he couldn't understand or figure out, and kept going back and forth in his heart, unlike himself.

Even a little bit, worry about gains and losses.

He didn't understand why this happened and what these were, so he could only bury his head in the rice noodles in silence and finished the whole bowl.

Er Pang was stunned: "Brother! Does your crew have no food? Are you so hungry?"

He said again: "Didn't I just send you the pot and vegetables, if you are not full, you can add another meal."

Mentioning this, Jian Lin was a little speechless: yes, there is also the intersection of flattery.

Er Pang finally saw that something was wrong with Jian Lin today: "What's wrong with you? You're in a bad mood."

Jian Lin also found a wicker chair and sat by the window: "It's nothing, I'm full."

Er Fatty is not Chen Yang, and he doesn't have such meticulous observation skills. When Jian Lin said it was nothing, he really thought it was nothing, and just sat back and swiped his phone.

Jian Lin sat bored.

Looking out the window, the sun is warm, the water surface is sparkling, and the spring scenery is revealed.

Erpang next to him looked down at his phone, looked at the screen with a smirk for a while, and poked the screen for a while to reply.

Jian Lin turned to look at him, and asked casually, "Have you caught up?"

Er Fatty didn't raise his head: "Huh?"

Jian Lin: "The front desk of the hotel."

Er Fatty: "No."

Jian Lin: "Why are you giggling without you?"

Er Fat took it for granted: "I like her."

Jian Lin stopped suddenly, he always felt that there was something that he was about to grasp, because it was lost too quickly, and he missed it.

Just a little bit, just a little bit.

Jian Lin looked at Er Pang: "Are you unrequited love or something?"

Er Pang held the phone and laughed, "I think there's something interesting."

Jian Lin teased him: "Being a boss is different, so confident."

Er Pang: "You don't understand, a single arrow is different from a double arrow."

"Single arrow, the other party didn't respond to what you did."

"Double arrows, I'm half an hour late to deliver the goods, and she will send a message asking me why I haven't arrived yet."

"Hey hey hey."

Seeing him laughing like a fool, Jian Lin laughed, "Then you haven't caught up yet?"

Er Pang: "Oh, I've told you that you don't understand, you just want this feeling."

Jian Lin: "How do you feel?"

Er Fatty thought for a while: Ambiguous?fun?Nothing seems right.

Jane Lin waited.

Er Fatty finally thought of a word, and said politely: "Involve."

"Yes! Involve!"

involve?

While chatting, an errand boy in a blue jacket walked in: "231-7, right?"

Er Fatty sat up: "Well, yes, yes, express delivery."

The little brother had a courier box in his hand: "Jian Lin, the recipient is Jian Lin."

Jian Lin stood up: "I am."

The little brother walked towards him: "Your city express."

his?Send it to the rice noodle shop?

He just asked for leave two hours ago. Except for Chen Yang, no one should know where he went, right?

Jian Lin took it: "Thank you."

The errand boy left, Erpang didn't bother to move, his butt was still glued to the rattan chair, he was busy chatting with the sister at the front desk, and asked casually, "What is it?"

Jian Lin didn't know what to do, so she turned around and went to the cashier counter to grab a knife and cut off the sealing tape.

Open the lid of the box and look inside, it is a fully packaged Macintosh.

Jian Lin was startled, took it out, and took out the box, revealing a piece of paper pressed at the bottom.

Jian Lin reached out again, took out the piece of paper, and unfolded it.

Pencil carbon outlines the white paper: a small eDonkey, a boy who sits lazily on the eDonkey cart, with his arms on the front of the car, lying on his stomach in a daze.

Jian Lin froze in astonishment.

This is the last time he sneaked out to buy a mobile phone at the Apple store, and he was sitting in the car in a daze.

In the lower right corner of the painting page, there is a familiar scrawled handwriting:

Not guessing.

I saw it, in the evening when the lights were first on.

Across the road, in the noisy and intertwined traffic, in front of the shops along the street, amidst the fireworks in the bustling area, I saw a boy sitting alone on a small electric donkey, thinking about something, quietly in a daze.

Because I saw him coming out of the Apple store with a bag, I knew what he bought.

Because I saw him lying on his stomach in a daze, then got up and entered the store again, so I asked him later: Didn't you buy a mobile phone for yourself?

So, how can this be the means?

It's just that someone secretly followed all the way, saw it, understood it, cared about it, and kept it in mind.

"I feel sorry for you."

Jian Lin's heart suffocated suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, he stuffed his mobile phone and drawing paper into the box, and walked out with them.

Er Fatty sat up: "Oh, how did you leave?"

Jian Lin came back, ignored Er Fatty, took a mirror on the cash register table, held it up to take a picture of his face and hair, turned and left.

Er Fatty: "?" This f*cking look of being in such a hurry and not forgetting his grooming looks exactly the same as when he went out on a date.

"Hey!" Erpang hurriedly chased him away, Jian Lin had run away with only his back, Erpang shouted: "Didn't you say you have something to tell me?!"

When Jian Lin heard it, she braked suddenly and turned around: "Be a good supplier!"

Er Fatty: "???" Isn't this nonsense.

Jian Lin had run away without a trace.

It's not that I'm planning to go back to the set, but I guess someone is coming.

He walked out of the old street, and made a voice while walking: "Where is it?"

Give him a position on the other side.

Jian Lin clicked on it, checked the map, walked for a while, and turned left.

The black car was parked at the door of a closed shop outside the old street, with the driver's seat facing outward.

As Jian Lin approached, the car window was half closed.

Fang Luobei sat in the car and looked at him. Jian Lin walked over, raised his eyes, and looked back silently with those clear and smiling eyes.

Fang Luobei took it easy: "The temper is getting bigger and bigger."

In Jian Lin's bowed posture, he subconsciously wanted to support the car window, but the window was only half open, so it was not easy to support, so he raised and lowered his arms, and just as he put them down, the car window fell completely.

Jian Lin raised his elbow to put it on it again, didn't speak, but looked back with a smile on his face.

Fang Luobei was waiting for him.

Jian Lin: "I thought about it." He paused.

Fang Luobei: "Yes."

Jian Lin: "I am different from Lin Xi."

Fang Luobei: "Yes."

Jian Lin: "I kind of like money."

Fang Luobei: "Yes."

Jian Lin: "I want to collect the phone."

Fang Luobei: "Yes."

Jian Lin showed his face: "Uncle Luo, give me a little more pay."

In Fang Luobei's bright eyes, and in the clear and clean "Uncle Luo", he lost his temper at all.

Not only was he not tempered, but he was also coaxed to be extremely happy.

I am willing to give any salary.

So he stretched out his hand, and gently scratched Jian Lin's face with the back of his finger: "What are you being coquettish about?"