President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

The housekeeper and manager were both physically and mentally shaken, and they all froze in place.

His expression was stunned and his eyes were complicated.

"what happened?"

The captain of the bodyguard didn't understand, and looked around in a daze: "Why did Mr. Liang suddenly—"

The housekeeper covered his mouth: "...Mr. Duan."

Duan Ming: "Ah."

The butler looked at the direction Liang Xiao was leaving, and carefully worded his words: "This matter..."

After seeing that scene this morning, Duan Ming was actually the most excited one among the three of them.

After all, until now, in the manager's heart, there is still a ray of hope, and he feels that his artist and Mr. Huo are actually just friends.

It has not yet reached the point where it is necessary to go further, as everyone knows in their hearts but cannot express it clearly.

As an actor, if you get involved in this, no matter how hard you work and how talented you are, you will inevitably be criticized if it spreads.

After all these years, others don't know how hard Duan Ming saw Liang Xiao.

It's easy to have hope.

Duan Ming was reluctant.

The butler also knew in his heart that he originally thought that it would be a matter of course, but Mr. Huo would definitely give Mr. Liang a title in the future, and he would be upright and upright, not afraid of unclear explanations.

As a result, as soon as I opened the door this morning, I saw pillows here and there, the quilt in a mess, Mr. Huo sitting on the head of the bed with disheveled clothes.

Mr. Liang didn't know what happened to the innocent that night, and slept dimly on Mr. Huo's lap.

Shocked, the housekeeper questioned himself, feeling ashamed.

So taking advantage of Mr. Huo's lunch break, he deliberately dragged the captain of the bodyguard out and asked Duan Ming to take it with him. He wanted to check with Mr. Liang to what extent Mr. Huo had made the transition last night.

……

did not expect.

The butler was in a complicated mood: "Look——"

"……I see."

Duan Ming took a deep breath, and said vicissitudes of life: "He...is not in good health and can't stand the torture."

The housekeeper nodded again and again: "Mr. Huo will never."

Duan Ming sighed: "It's especially serious when the weather is bad..."

The housekeeper heard Huo Lan mention this: "Mr. Huo specially remembered it."

Duan Ming was very worried: "Playing games in the middle of the night and not sleeping, I've been caught several times..."

The butler took out his small notebook and quickly wrote it down, ready to tell Mr. Huo later.

Originally, he had planned to defend the cabbage a little bit, but now he realized that it was the cabbage that pulled himself out of the soil, jumped and ran, and even ran all the way onto someone's lap.

Duan Ming's mood was more complicated than that of the housekeeper, he closed his eyes: "He is not very courageous, and his mouth is more presumptuous, in fact..."

Duan Ming couldn't continue, he took a deep breath and pressed his forehead.

...In fact, it is more presumptuous than it sounds.

He left Mr. Huo in the bedroom, ate Mr. Huo's snacks, turned off Mr. Huo's lights, and messed up Mr. Huo's clothes.

He even laid a pillow on Mr. Huo's golden and precious thigh.

Duan Ming has also read the novels confiscated from Liang Xiao, and he will not understand the deeper collisions under the surface.

Duan Ming couldn't believe it, but seeing Liang Xiao's state, he knew it was definitely not a lie.

Perhaps this is the mysterious, terrifying and irresistible natural attraction between the highly matched alpha and omega.

"Don't worry." The housekeeper saw what was on his mind, and quickly explained, "The Huo family's star crown is sealed up and down, and it will never be revealed."

Duan Ming breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much."

Butler: "Mr. Liang..."

Duan Ming let out a long sigh, completely disarmed, and formally entered the camp of the butler and bodyguard captain: "I'll talk about it."

"..." Liang Xiao couldn't believe it: "What did you say?"

As soon as Duan Ming put away his luggage, he stretched out the lever: "Xiao Gong and I are downstairs, call us if you need anything."

Liang Xiao took it in a daze: "Will you guys come up?"

"No." Duan Ming, "The elevator doesn't work, go downstairs by yourself."

Liang Xiao: "..."

It was originally agreed that it was only temporarily marked for convenience, so I borrowed the presidential suite that night.

It was just a misunderstanding, and it turned into going to bed every day.

Liang Xiao was in a complicated mood, and he was pushed out of the standard room with his luggage: "Brother Duan, you misunderstood..."

Duan Ming left him with one leg: "What is the misunderstanding?"

Liang Xiao couldn't even say those four words himself, he held the door frame and refused to leave, trying to figure out how to explain it.

Last night, under the turbulent mood, I somewhat lost my composure, and the follow-up development went all the way out of control.If he wanted to explain clearly to Duan Ming, he had to find a sufficiently convincing reason to explain why he left Mr. Huo in the master bedroom.

However, what happened to Huo Lan when he was a child must not be known by many people.

Liang Xiao was thinking about his manager's ass, and was meditating when he suddenly heard Duan Ming sigh.

Liang Xiao froze for a moment, his shoulders were supported by his manager: "Brother Duan?"

"Five years." Duan Ming was a little sad, "Don't hide it from me."

"..." Liang Xiao kindly fed the dog: "Brother Duan, don't you believe me?"

"I believe you." Duan Ming nodded, "You didn't do anything except leave Mr. Huo to eat snacks, turn off the lights, mess up Mr. Huo's clothes and sleep on his lap."

Liang Xiao was moved: "Yes."

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming believed that he was a ghost, so he went out with his suitcase and stuffed him into the elevator.

There aren't many plays in the afternoon, I finished yesterday's show, and there's still some spare time left.

Director Song took the script as a scrap of paper, checked it three times, and found that the progress was still delayed. He was so angry that he went to Jiang Pingchao to quarrel.

The screenwriter had no director, and was wandering around the set when he happened to see Liang Xiao: "Come on."

Liang Xiao came to his senses and stopped: "Teacher Pei?"

When Duan Minglian packed his luggage and sent him up, Huo Lan went to contact the film crew's investor, but he was not in the room.

Duan Ming wasn't mad enough to stuff him into the master bedroom, but based on Liang Xiao's understanding of their boss Huo, when President Huo came back tonight and found that there was an extra person lying on his side, he might be quite frightened.

Liang Xiao suppressed his thoughts and returned to work: "Which shot do you want to make up?"

"Add a few more." The screenwriter took out a script he hadn't seen before, flipped through a few pages, "Have you ever ridden a horse? Later——"

Liang Xiao nodded.

The screenwriter said half of what he said "I'll find someone to teach you later". He was stunned when he heard this, and looked at him in surprise.

Omega's physical condition is limited, there are not many who can do martial arts, and most of them have to find a beta stand-in who is similar in stature when riding a horse.

Liang Xiao's physical condition doesn't seem to be good in omega. I heard that he fell ill a few days ago, and Yun Lian, who played the injured state, didn't need to put on powder.

"Ma Ti in "Smoke Wave" is me."

Liang Xiao saw what the screenwriter was thinking, and smiled: "Does anyone in the crew need a substitute?"

The screenwriter recovered from his astonishment, appreciating him even more, and patted him on the shoulder: "No, you're almost done, I'll give you a gift."

Liang Xiao was curious, so he led him all the way to the sidelines.

Su Man had just finished filming a fighting scene, she jumped down on the stirrup with a heroic appearance, and said hello to him.

"With Jiang Pingchao around, Director Song can be trapped for about two hours."

The screenwriter handed him the script: "Now that I'm familiar with it, don't you want to open Weibo? It just happens to be the first one."

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, took it over and opened it, and took a closer look.

Yun Lian is bluffing around in the play, but his identity is unknown, but he is really a young man who is accustomed to a noble family. He is calm and leisurely, and the most active plot is walking.

Even though he switches back to God's perspective, he will undoubtedly have to work hard to do many things, and it is even inevitable that he will take the risk of doing it himself.But for the sake of character unity, these plots are hidden behind the plot.

The script that the screenwriter handed him was a deleted cutscene in which Yun Lian was entrusted by Jing Ming to help the protagonist.

In the finished film, the protagonist Jing Zhe is trapped in the enemy camp and his life is hanging by a thread. Jing Ming is desperate and asks Yun Lian's door.

The camera changes from Jing Zhe's torture, and Yun Lian has already arrived at the enemy's military headquarters.

The whole city is under martial law, and calling a car undoubtedly arouses suspicion.How Yun Lian traveled alone for nearly a hundred miles was not given in detail.

After Liang Xiao finished reading the script, he hesitated to close it: "Will Director Song let you cut it in?"

"No." The screenwriter and Song Qi have many partners, and they know it very well, "I just enjoy filming."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Liang Xiao couldn't help laughing, nodded, and handed the script back: "Remember."

The editor took it over: "Do you use a martial finger?"

The camera request is not difficult, Liang Xiao shook his head and smiled: "It's almost done, I'll give you a present."

When Huo Lan and the investor arrived at the side of the set, the private agreement had just been finalized.

The scene manager quickly changed the scene, the assistant director was sneaky on guard, and the director of group D rolled a paper tube into a horn, and signaled to the camera to start shooting.

The sky is getting dark and the wind and rain are about to come.

The streets were deserted and empty, the doors and windows of every house were closed, and the silence became lifeless.

A few puppet soldiers on patrol just got enough oil and water, cursed, smashed a shop with their things and went out.

A sound of hoofbeats came from the corner of the street.

"Who is it!" The leading puppet army immediately raised their guns and yelled, "Come down! Interrogate—"

Yun Lian was wearing a sky-blue gown, holding the rein with one hand, and without looking at the whip in his right hand, he threw the rifle in his hand through the air.

The puppet army was shocked and angry, and hurriedly withdrew.

The rifle was knocked down to the ground, and the puppet soldiers didn't dare to pick it up. They roared angrily and told the brothers behind to shoot and stop them, only to see the man on horseback suddenly clamp his legs into the horse's belly.

The rolling snow white horse let out a long neigh, and its front hooves flew into the air.

The long shot didn't stop, and zoomed out quickly. The secondary camera was always set up on the corner of the street, chasing the galloping people and horses all the way.

Gunshots rang out in panic.

Yun Lian smiled instead, glanced at the direction of the bullet that missed the mark, and without hiding, he took out the silver dollar and threw it out.

"Master is in a hurry." Yun Lian said, the sound of the whip was crisp and the horse's hooves were rushing non-stop, but the meaning still carried the soothing and clear Jiangnan rhyme: "I appreciate you."

The puppet soldiers were all dazed by the scene before them, staring at the silver coins rolling all over the ground, uncontrollably, the shadows of people and horses had disappeared far away at the end of the street.

……

Liang Xiao galloped his horse all the way, ran out of the camera range, panted a little, raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

The white horse was running wildly, he stretched out his hand to pat the horse's neck, loosened the rein, let the horse trot around twice, and saw Huo Lan standing on the sidelines.

"Beautiful!" An investor on the sidelines couldn't help but admire, "Is this an artist from Xingguan?"

Huo Lan raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Liang Xiao.

Liang Xiao was also looking over, pulling the reins one by one to slow down the horse, meeting his sight.

Such a trip exhausted a lot of physical strength, Liang Xiao's chest heaved slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The color of the eyes is clear.

"It will be." Huo Lang was silent for a while, "Soon."

"Can you ask him to participate in a reality show?" The investor had no doubt about him, and looked excited, "We just have a show that is suitable for him, with a promotional endorsement."

Huo Lan looked away.

When "New Year's Eve" is broadcast, Liang Xiao is bound to emerge.

Taking advantage of this opportunity to properly participate in variety shows is not only conducive to stabilizing traffic, but also conducive to the planning of follow-up film and television routes and resources.

This is not the first time for the two parties to cooperate. Huo Lan has acquainted with several reality shows, and knows that the conditions offered by the other party are indeed suitable, so he pondered for a while: "Yes—"

Liang Xiao just rode his horse and strolled over from several people, and when he heard that Mr. Huo wanted to agree without even discussing the salary, he was so anxious that he got off his horse.

"..." Huo Lan had a headache, took a deep breath, and glanced at him with humiliation: "Yes, but you have to pay in advance."