fake show [entertainment circle]

Early in the morning, Jane was lying in bed.

I don't want to think about it, I don't want to move, I don't even want to open my eyes.

The electric curtains were slowly opened, and the light poured in. With a bang, Jian Lin rolled up the quilt and clamped it sideways, and buried her head in the pillow.

After a while, there was a breath sticking to his eyes, like every day before, coaxing him to open his eyes willingly.

But today is different, no work today, vacation, don't rush to get up, the kiss will spread from the eyes all the way down, stay on the lips, wanton deep.

Jian Lin woke up completely, eyes closed, stretched out his arms around the neck of the person on his body, stretched out his legs and squeezed it hard.

Hearing a hiss, Jian Lin opened his eyes with a smile, and looked into a pair of slightly dissatisfied eyes.

Fang Luobei half-supported his arms, quietly: "My waist."

Jian Lin was like a koala hanging on his body, or the kind that weighed at least 130 kilograms, and began to act like a baby again: "Can I not get up?" He had never missed the bed so much in his life.

Fang Luobei: "Yes, I have no objection."

As soon as the words fell, Jane's voice came from the stereo in the whole room: "What time is it, why don't you wake up?"

"Jane Lin!"

"..."

Only then did Jian Lin remember that his brother, his sister, and his brother Han were all in Building 16, so he withdrew his arm and put it on his eyes speechlessly, and sighed, "I just want to sleep late."

After a pause, he suddenly raised his arms and raised his neck, and asked Fang Luobei, "How does my brother know that there is a whole-house stereo?" He only found out after coming here many times.

Also limited to knowing.

It's good for Jane. She's only been here for a few days, and the system has been logged in and used.

This big brother is more familiar than his boyfriend here.

???

Jian Lin raised his neck and looked back at Fang Luobei, and said with a sense of crisis: "Why do I feel that my whole family has fallen into your trap."

Fang Luobei was amused, and pushed his nose against his nose: "Well, I just found out? It's too late."

On the stereo in the whole house, Jane came: "It's ten o'clock!"

Jian Lin looked at the ceiling: "Get up." He kissed Fang Luobei twice before getting up.

It's still the same, toothpaste, mouthwash, and towels are all ready. When Jian Lin was brushing his teeth in front of the mirror, Fang Luobei's voice came from outside: "Short sleeves?"

Jian Lin hummed vaguely, she was used to the daily life where everything was taken care of properly, and it was Fang Luobei himself who did all this.

In fact, as soon as "The King of the Play Road" ended, no matter where Jian Lin worked, Fang Luobei almost followed him, but he didn't show up in public, so everyone didn't know.

Jian Lin never felt that there was any problem, and it only took half a month to get used to it and enjoy it as a matter of course.

And all of this—unreserved help, wild growth, extreme intimacy—made the relationship between the two stronger.

After Jian Lin brushed her teeth, she put the mouthwash cup back on the shelf, next to Fang Luobei's cup, placed close together.

After washing his face with water, the black tattoos were clearly visible on the wet wrist bones.

Jian Lin looked in the mirror again, and for a moment, he also felt that in just a few months, Fang Luobei's shadow gradually appeared on him.

It is said that the magnetic field between lovers will affect each other.

Jian Lin smiled in the mirror, thinking what mutual influence, he was just being used to it, and became fearless, anyway, there is an uncle in everything.

After coming out of the bathroom, the bedroom door was already open, and Fang Luobei was standing at the door talking to someone.

Jian Lin looked over and saw that the person standing at the door was none other than Zhang Niannian, the only, distinguished junior high school student in their family who knew nothing.

Zhang Niannian clasped his hands together, asking for help, seeing Jian Lin, immediately asked for help with a sad face: "Second Brother! Kiss Second Brother!"

Seeing her like this, Jian Lin got a headache and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Niannian joined hands together: "I want to go to Brother Zhan's solo concert in March next year, can you get me a ticket? It's out of stock now, the scalpers are out of tickets!"

Jian Lin crossed his arms and said earnestly, "Your elder brother knows that he will skin you."

Zhang Niannian: "If you don't tell him, he won't know."

Jian Lin: "Why don't you ask your new godfather?"

Zhang Niannian: "I begged, my godfather said that he will be responsible for driving me there, and if there is an extra ticket, he will also be responsible for accompanying me."

After finishing speaking, he said, "Brother can't lose to godfather, right?"

Jian Lin raised his chin, Zhang Niannian slid past Fang Luobei and rushed into the door without going in, standing against the wall by the door.Fang Luobei came in tacitly without Jian Lin's words, and closed the door.

Jian Lin discussed the conditions face to face: "Three consecutive monthly exams to be the first in grade."

Zhang Niannian's eyes lit up: "Deal!"

Jian Lin: "Don't be too happy, it's not finished yet."

Zhang Niannian nodded obediently: "Yeah, second brother, go ahead."

Jian Lin: "Go and coax your elder brother."

Zhang Niannian's expression fell: "Huh?" With a bitter face: "This is... too difficult."

Jian Lin: "Infield tickets."

Zhang Niannian's eyes lit up, and she thought for a while: "Okay, I'll coax you."

Jian Lin prescribed strong medicine: "The first three rows in the infield."

Zhang Niannian gave me a reassuring expression on his face: "Keep it safe and make me happy."

Fang Luobei added: "The first row, next to the stage, in the middle."

Zhang Niannian straightened up: "I'm going now! I think my elder brother can be my godfather, ah bah, my brother Han, let's go back to the old one."

After speaking, he held the doorknob, turned his head, looked at Jian Lin with bright eyes, and then at Fang Luobei: "What you say is what you say!"

Jian Lin sighed softly, and Fang Luobei opened the door: "Go, junior high school student."

Zhang Niannian opened the door and ran away happily.

As soon as she ran away, Fang Luobei laughed and said, "It's so satisfying."

Jian Lin shrugged: "Family inheritance." The whole family is easy to satisfy.

Fang Luobei raised his eyebrows, approached, and stretched out his hand to scratch Jian Lin's chin: "Where are you going in the afternoon?"

"I originally planned to lie on the bed." Jian Lin thought for a while, "It's rare to come back, let's go out for a stroll."

Yuzhou in autumn is the peak tourist season, and there are people everywhere.

In the past when they were together, Fang Luobei was always in the car, and it didn't matter if Jian Lin could close the window or push the door to get out of the car.

Now both of them can only be in the car, and the car windows can only be lowered a little bit, so as to let the air in and let the wind blow.

In the past, Jian Lin would feel bored and feel unfree, but now that he is famous and popular, wearing a mask, sitting in the car, and staying away from the crowd, he has adapted quickly.

Even if I haven't got my driver's license yet, my hands are itchy, and I want to drive, but I'm not willing to just sit in the co-pilot.

When Fang Luobei drove the car out of the basement, he teased and motioned to the back row: "Sit in the back."

Jian Lin thought it over: "Take some time to take the driver's license test."

Fang Luobei told him a cruel fact: "I don't have time to take the exam."

Jian Lin was speechless, and turned his head: "What's the matter with this uncle, do I know you well?"

Fang Luobei hummed: "Not familiar with riding in my car?"

Jian Lin: "I mainly look at your car."

Fang Luobei: "The car is rented."

"Tell me earlier!" Jian Lin said, "Or tell me who you rented from, do you have WeChat, I'll get to know you."

Fang Luobei was amused, and stretched out his hand, but Jian Lin dodged and clapped his hand.

At the gate of the community, the black car stopped slowly, the window fell, and the door of the guard booth was pushed open. The uncle guard looked into the car with a yow hoo, surprised: "Are you back?"

Jian Lin took a cantaloupe from his feet and threw it out: "This is the only one at home, nothing else."

The guard couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you still feeding?"

Jian Lin: "Would you like to eat or not!"

The doorman held the melon and watched the car drive away with a smile.

In the golden autumn season, the sky is high and the air is crisp.

Familiar street, familiar road, familiar everything.

Jian Lin was sitting in the car, the window was opened a little bit, and the sight could not come out, only the wind could get in.

He looked out of the car quietly, his body gradually leaned against the armrest box, his hands were raised and spread out, and after a while, he was held.

The speed of the car was not fast, Fang Luobei held the steering wheel with one hand, interlocked Jian Lin's fingers with his right hand, and said, "Go see the porridge shop?"

Jian Lin: "Okay." I don't know how it will be disassembled.

When I arrived, I saw that the whole street was still the same, but all the shops were evacuated, and the glass of some shops was sprayed with red "demolition".

The signboard of Auntie Zhang’s porridge shop is still there, but the shop is empty. The windows facing the street on the second floor have all been demolished. Looking inside, there is nothing.

Everything is moving silently, these are already past tense.

Sitting in the car, Jian Lin looked at it, and thought it was quite strange. He had lived here since he was a child. At first, this area was undeveloped, and it was just a small self-built building for people to live in. There were no shops, no roads, and there were farmlands nearby.

Later, the fields disappeared, the roads became available, and there were more tourists. Every household began to renovate and decorate, and the first floor was used as a shop. The area underwent a unified rectification, so that everyone can make money legally and reasonably.

Later, when my mother passed away, the atmosphere in the commercial street became more and more intense, as if this was what it was like here.

Now, it's all dismantled.

Jian Lin felt it silently, didn't feel sad, just felt that life is like this, it has to change, the past becomes the past, and people move on.

There was nothing to see, and Jian Lin only watched it for two or three minutes, then looked away and said, "Let's go."

The window of the driver's car was raised, and the car moved forward slowly. Fang Luobei asked, "Aren't you sad?"

Jian Lin looked at Fang Luobei: "It's not sentimental." It's just a demolition of a house.

Jian Lin: "I didn't tear you apart."

Fang Luobei laughed: "If you tear me apart, is there only sadness?"

Jian Lin pretended to think: "No, I'll be sad, cry for a while, and then inherit one billion, I can't help but laugh." After speaking, she really laughed happily a few times.

Fang Luobei stretched out his hand again, this time pinching his face, Jian Lin dodged while grabbing Fang Luobei's hand and biting.

Fang Luobei took advantage of the time while braking and waiting for the red light to catch someone, and leaned over to kiss him.

After driving again, Jian Lin had a sudden thought: "Do you want to eat cotton candy?"

Not long after, Jian Lin got off the car on the familiar old road, wearing a mask and peaked cap.

Stop in front of the cotton candy stand on the side of the road, there is someone next to him, who doesn't know him or doesn't recognize him, and waits with him.

The black car drove a little further along the traffic flow, Jian Lin turned his head to take a look, pulled on his mask, and urged the stall owner: "Brother, I'm in a hurry."

The young couple next to him: "Then you are ready first, we are not in a hurry."

Jian Lin: "Thank you." Helped pay for the young couple's cotton candy.

The young couple was surprised: "No need, we paid for it ourselves, you are too kind."

Jian Lin: "It should."

After getting the marshmallow, Jian Lin walked forward quickly, rubbing shoulders with the retrograde flow of people, and kept going until he reached the intersection of traffic lights.

The black car was pressed against the white line and the red light was on. People were coming and going on the zebra crossing. Jian Lin crossed the road, walked to the black car, shook the cotton candy in his hand, and signaled to wait on the side of the road ahead.

Walking to the side of the road, after waiting for a while, the black car approached, and Jian Lin got into the car.

As soon as he got in the car, Fang Luobei twisted some marshmallows with his hands and put them in his mouth.

The first time it was too little, I only tore a little bit, then stretched out my hand again, this time I tore a large piece, Jian Lin stared: "You said you want it too."

Fang Luobei pinched his face with fingers that had been torn from the candy: "The more you grow, the more stingy you become."

The car drove again, and went to the commercial street next to Jianghan Milk Tea Shop.

The milk tea shop was really closed, even the signboard was removed, and the glass at the door was pasted with a white paper subletting from Wangpu.

Jian Lin sighed with emotion: "It's only my brother who can make Teacher Jiang so angry."

Further on, it is the coffee shop of Xiaoganmian's family.

There were so many people in the store, it was inconvenient to go there, Jian Lin sent a voice message, and after a while, the little dry face who was busy in the store came out with two cups of coffee, put his head next to the driver's seat, and called first: "Brother Luo."

Fang Luobei reached out to pick up the coffee, and asked with a familiar face, "Business is so good today?"

Xiao Gan smiled: "Thanks to Brother Luo's help in advertising, there are many people every day now."

Fang Luobei: "You are busy."

Xiaogan smiled and didn't bother to look at Jian Lin.

Jian Lin was sullen, seeing that the interaction between the two, brother Luo and brother Luo, was over, and pointed at the little dry face by the window: "I, don't I exist?"

Only then did Xiaoganmian look over, imitating Erpang's tone: "Hey, Brother Xiaolin, you're back."

Jian Lin glanced over, sighed and shook his head: "You don't have Brother Xiao Lin, your Brother Xiao Lin is gone, you only have Brother Luo."

Xiao Ganlian scratched his head, and said with a smile: "Don't, I even specially made your favorite coffee."

Jian Lin reminded him: "I don't drink much coffee." There is no favorite coffee.

Xiaogan smiled dryly, looked at Fang Luobei after laughing, and whispered: "No milk, half sugar."

Fang Luobei nodded.

Xiaoganmian skillfully said OK.

Jian Lin urged Fang Luobei: "Go, go, I don't know him, who is he, do I know him?"

Xiao Ganlian looked over immediately: "Brother Lin, Brother Lin, don't, don't, we are familiar, I know you best!"

Jian Lin: "Drive!"

The car was on the road again, the window was raised, and Jian Lin threw the coffee beside the armrest box, resolutely refusing to touch it, looking annoyed.

Fang Luobei suddenly said: "Do you want to see it?"

Jian Lin didn't understand.

Fang Luobei motioned to look outside the car, Jian Lin looked out and saw the flashing lights on the side of the road.

???

Jian Lin was surprised: "When did you...?"

They are together almost every day, when did he break into the inside?

Fang Luobei: "You didn't notice, I joined the group."

All the groups on Jian Lin's WeChat are do-not-disturb. He is busy with work and doesn't often read them. He only knows a few family groups and friend groups that chat a lot every day. He occasionally flips through them, but most of the time he just ignores them.

Unexpectedly, Fang Luobei not only broke in, but also went deep.

Jian Lin had a certain intuition: "Er Fatty won't also..."

Fang Luobei hummed: "His rice noodles are delicious." Then said: "He just met his girlfriend's mother and second aunt last week."

Jian Lin: "?"

Fang Luobei: "His girlfriend was the receptionist of your previous hotel."

"??" Know all this?

Jian Lin suddenly laughed, a little speechless, but also very happy.

It was his turn to reach out and pinch Fang Luobei's face: "Uncle, have you gone too fast in getting into the masses?"

Fang Luobei grabbed his hand and kissed it, then asked, "Where are you going? The rice noodle shop."

Jian Lin withdrew his hand: "No." First turned his face: "I don't know Er Fatty."

Fang Luobei coaxed him: "Er Fatty is different, Er Fatty is still your number one dog leg."

...that's weird.

During peak tourist season, there are so many people that the car can't enter the old street, waiting outside, Er Fatty ran out with rice noodles sprinkled on the girl, obviously the co-driver was right in front of him, but deliberately bypassed the front of the car and went to the main driver.

As soon as the car window fell, Er Fatty thanked Fang Luobei first, and said without end: "It's all done, thank you Brother Luo."

Jian Lin sighed deeply, he didn't understand, he didn't want to hear it, this is not Er Fatty he knew.

Er Fatty looked over quickly, with an excited expression on his face: "Brother Xiao Lin!"

Jian Lin looked at Er Fatty with a flat face: "You guys talk."

Er Fatty: "Don't, I didn't ignore you. Didn't I take advantage of Brother Luo, so I have to thank him first."

Jian Lin looked at Fang Luobei: "Have you endorsed the rice noodle shop?"

Fang Luobei: "Not at all."

Er Fatty recruited himself: "No, no, didn't I open a shop in the film and television city, I have some problems, please help Luo brother."

Jane tilted her head, and fell to Fang Luobei through the armrest box, howling at the top of her voice: "Brother Luo, help me too——I want to open a shop—"

Er Fat looked at Jian Lin and Fang Luobei. He wanted to reminisce about the old days and chat, but felt that he was redundant and was about to withdraw.

Jian Lin waved at him: "I'm on vacation this week, and I'm here all the time. I'll come and play with you later."

Er Fatty leaned back to the window again, hesitating: "But I'm not very free, my girlfriend has something to do, my own shop is about to open, I..."

Jian Lin raised his finger outside: "Get out!"

Fang Luobei couldn't help but laugh.

Er Fatty immediately changed his words: "No, no, no, how is that possible, Brother Xiao Lin is back, of course he is here whenever you are called!"

On the first day of vacation, it seemed that I had returned to my original life, ordinary and ordinary.

These smoky daily routines make Jian Lin feel at ease, and they are completely different from the current working atmosphere, but they are all part of life and life.

As the car drove forward, Jian Lin looked forward and felt that everything was fine.

Fang Luobei asked him if he wanted to go to the filming shed of "Spring Light" to take a look. It wasn't demolished there, but it was still there. Jian Lin thought about it and said, "Forget it."

Fang Luobei looked at him.

Jian Lin explained: "When I finished filming, Director Wang personally sent me out and told me to look forward."

Fang Luobei smirked: "I'm not curious why Luo Yu must leave?"

Jian Lin looked at Fang Luobei.

Fang Luobei has always been used to him: "If you don't want to go, then don't go."

Jian Lin still looked at Fang Luobei, and didn't say that he asked Director Wang for the script, or that he wasn't curious, and even asked another question on top of Luo Yu's curiosity.

Withdrawing her gaze, Jian Lin turned her head and looked out the window: I almost forgot, the script is still in the mailbox, and I just have time on vacation, so I can type it out and have a look.

By the time Jian Lin typed out the script page by page, it was already three days later.

Fang Luobei was away, so he went to the film and television city to visit Fu Quanzhou, who was filming, while Jian Lin was alone in the study, with the printer outputting paper page by page.

Jian Lin leaned beside him and waited for a while, being idle and bored, he took out the first few pages of the script that were pressed at the bottom.

Turn over the cover, the title page, the first page of the script, the first line:

In the hospital, in the doctor's office, Luo Yu was holding his diagnosis report, one of the paragraphs in the report read: amyotrophic lateral sclerosis.

Luo Yu looked up, calmly, and asked, "ALS?"

Jian Lin looked at the three words and settled at the table.