President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Mr. Huo agreed at that time.

When Liang Xiao gave out the small paper umbrella, he was even thinking about whether to build something else.

For example, give them Mr. Huo a meal with his own hands, such as helping Mr. Huo massage his shoulders and rub his temples.

...Or ask Mr. Huo to hold them up and take a bite.

But Huo Lan agreed too quickly, before he even had time to increase the price, he had already obtained a new residence right.

Liang Xiao froze for two seconds, and swallowed the other conditions for queuing up one by one.

Liang Xiao was even a little regretful: "Thank you..."

Huo Lan shook his head: "I should say."

Liang Xiao was startled: "What?"

"It's nothing." Huo Lan raised his eyes and wanted to speak, his eyes hesitated for a while, and then unconsciously turned to the top of his head.

Under the eaves, Liang Xiaoren lowered his head in cooperation: "Touch it."

Huo Lan: "..."

Liang Xiao waited for a while, seeing that he didn't move, he simply grabbed Huo Lan's hand and put it on his head: "Is there something else you want to see me for?"

Huo Lan nodded, and finally couldn't help it. He gently rubbed the top of his hair twice: "...I have a few things to do."

Yunlian's material Reuters is gradually being released, and it deserves its name, and the popularity is getting higher and higher day by day.The filmed variety show has also been edited, and the first episode will be webcast tonight.

Weibo has been attracting traffic these days, and it has already become a scale, just waiting for the production of "Feng Jun" to finish its premiere.

Xingguan made a detailed plan for Liang Xiao, and Liang Xiao had to decide how to choose.

"There are three variety shows."

Huo Lan read the report and relayed it to him: "The direction is slightly different, but they all focus on entertainment and reality shows."

Liang Xiao didn't even think about it: "Let's not think about this for now."

The entertainment-oriented reality show is indeed the fastest way to increase popularity, but the backlash is also serious.

To do this kind of reality show, people must be set up. Once the audience has a fixed mindset about people, the plasticity of actors will be greatly reduced, which will reversely limit the choices that can be made in the future.

In fact, Liang Xiao still has two variety show resources shared by Jiang Pingchao's team, and he doesn't want to make efforts on them before laying a solid foundation for actors.

"It's hard to be able to act well." Liang Xiao smiled, "I want to act so much that I can't sleep."

Huo Lan looked at the uncontrollable clean arrogance in his eyes, his pupils moved slightly, and nodded: "Okay."

Huo Lan opened the report and looked at it, pondered for a while, and was about to finish: "Quotation——"

"I can't say it." Liang Xiaofei quickly interrupted: "I really can't sleep after you say it."

Huo Lan: "..."

Liang Xiao narrowly called a stop in time, and still had lingering fears, he tightly covered his eyes and refused to look: "You are not allowed to tell Brother Duan, and let Brother Duan tell me."

Huo Lan lowered his eyes, this time he really couldn't suppress the corners of his lips: "Okay."

Liang Xiao carefully moved his fingers away: "What about the rest?"

Huo Lan put away the report: "Two TV series, one movie."

Huo Lan had already written down the content of the report, and there was no need to confirm it, so he shook hands with him and said, "The team news has not yet been decided, and it is in the lead actor's contact period."

Liang Xiao has no starring experience yet, and the momentum just happens to be very strong. The first starring film not only has its own traffic, but also has a very wide moldability.

Not only did Liang Xiao need resources, but the crew also had a hard time finding such a leading role.

Xingguan's recent investment is in "Feng Jun", and he has not started filming other projects in parallel, but it is naturally not a casual crew who can come to Xingguan.

The producers of the two TV dramas that came to us, one with an ancient theme and one with a modern urban theme, have cooperated with Xingguan more than once, and the quality is guaranteed.

The remaining one movie is also an ancient theme, with high investment and large production, and the filming was aimed at winning awards in the future, aiming at the best visual effects of art and modeling.

Liang Xiao listened intently for a while: "I want to hear your opinion."

Huo Lan was slightly startled: "Me?"

Liang Xiao actually had an idea in his heart, but he still wanted to hear what Huo Lan said, so he smiled: "Do you ignore me?"

"No." Huo Lan frowned, afraid that he might misunderstand, "You—"

Huo Lan paused for a moment, looked at Liang Xiao's slightly hot ears, and after a long silence, he finally understood without a teacher.

Huo Lan stroked his hair: "Don't worry."

Liang Xiao's glands jumped, and he almost groaned.

...probably the aftermath of the estrus period.

Liang Xiao tried his best to get rid of distracting thoughts, and sat upright: "Speak, I'll listen."

Huo Lan nodded: "Big costume movies, the goal is to anchor the art awards, and usually relatively suppress the expressiveness of the actors."

"Word of mouth will be very high." Liang Xiao nodded, "But to heighten the atmosphere, the background characters must be weird."

Liang Xiao even remembered the strangeness, and thoughtfully added an explanation: "It's just... weird and unpredictable."

Huo Lan was slightly dumb: "Yes."

"It can increase the expressiveness and impact of the movie, and it is also suitable for actors to show off their skills."

Liang Xiao thought for a while, and continued: "But the character design is suppressed by the atmosphere, and it is doomed to be weak, and the logic of many behaviors will inevitably be untenable."

Huo Lan nodded.

It's not just that the characters are weak, any movie that is aimed at major awards, unless it is really enough to be a god, otherwise, correspondingly, individual actors often can only stop at nominations.

Huo Lan didn't intend to deny that he had selfish intentions in this matter.

"It's suitable for seniors in the industry." Liang Xiao concluded, "I won't join in the fun."

Huo Lan felt relaxed, nodded, and continued to say: "You can choose between two dramas, and I prefer "Cloud Flag."

Upon hearing this, Liang Xiao was curious: "Has Director Song reported the new drama to you?"

Huo Lan was startled: "What?"

"Normally, I've already filmed a film about the Republic of China, and it will be smoother when I take it to the city."

Liang Xiao: "You want me to take on ancient costumes, which means that you want to force me to start modern dramas."

Liang Xiaohan seldom had the opportunity to chat freely about his industry, and there were no outsiders right now, so he simply thought and said: "Actors can't rely on movies with strong cultural elements to start their careers, but rely on modern themes and big vision. As I said, there will be a film at the end of this year or next year."

Liang Xiao peeled back the cobwebs and made a firm analysis: "Director Song submitted a nomination for the best actor for you. You have watched it and think it is very promising. You want to surprise me."

"..." Huo Lan couldn't sit still, and even wanted to check the job-hopping contract that only had a few steps left and was going to surprise Mr. Liang on his birthday.

Liang Xiao's eyes lit up: "What subject?"

Huo Lan looked at him for a while, shook his head, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth: "Surprise."

Liang Xiao: "..."

President Huo's talent is simply extraordinary.

With this powerful learning speed, maybe when he comes back from filming a drama, he can pinch him by the waist and press him against the door to kiss him.

Liang Xiaofei quickly patted his wild thoughts, looked at the faint smile in Huo Lan's eyes, couldn't help being happy, and smiled: "Okay, then I'll wait."

Now that the script has been given, sooner or later the contact will be made. Early contact will be beneficial for both parties to make an appropriate decision.

Liang Xiao didn't intend to wait any longer: "Is the production team finalized? I'll go and see it today?"

Huo Lan nodded: "The car is at the door."

He got up, helped Liang Xiao take the coat and handed it over.

Liang Xiao walked around the room a few times, tidied up his things neatly and skillfully, took the phone to check the battery.

Huo Lan watched him walk to the door, and suddenly said, "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao was stunned for a moment, then turned around.

Huo Lan practiced all morning, but he still felt offended when he really called out, so he couldn't help but frowned: "...Sorry."

Huo Lan changed his words: "Liang—"

"I'm here." Liang Xiao said, "What's wrong?"

Huo Lan looked up at him.

This kind of atmosphere that is close to daily life, extraordinarily ordinary and extraordinarily relaxed, almost gives people an illusion that they should not indulge in it.

Huo Lan looked at him for a while, closed his eyes, and habitually tried to suppress countless thoughts.

……

Can't hold back.

Huo Lan opened his eyes and looked at the two rough paper umbrellas in his hand.

"Need..." Huo Lan tried his best to calm down his tone: "How many days?"

Liang Xiao was easy to speak: "You decide."

Huo Lan was slightly taken aback.

Liang Xiao pointed to the rent: "If it's not enough, tell me in advance, and I'll make up for it later."

Huo Lan was unprepared, his chest heaved a few times, and he wanted to speak, but Liang Xiao came back and tugged at his sleeve.

"Tonight." Liang Xiao coughed, his breathing became a little unsteady, "Study and listen?"

"..."

After Duan Ming heard him finish the whole story, he was still unsatisfied: "Is it gone?"

Liang Xiao was at a loss: "Is there anything else?"

The next plot...not at all.

For example, Mr. Huo took two small paper umbrellas, walked around the room a few times, and finally went back to the bookshelf, and carefully placed them at a height that he couldn't reach.

For example, Mr. Huo followed him for a long time, and finally when he was about to go out, he suddenly reached out and stopped him.

For example, Boss Huo held him and buried him quietly around his neck without moving.

When Liang Xiao finally couldn't bear it and wanted to tell Mr. Huo clearly that this posture was not right, he heard Huo Lan say thank you softly.

……

But Liang Xiao felt that he also had the right to keep some privacy, so he was very firm: "It's gone."

Duan Ming stopped talking for a long time, and sighed.

Liang Xiao was puzzled: "What happened?"

"You don't know." Duan Ming patted him on the shoulder, "During the half a day you went out, everyone in Huo Zhai learned something in different ways."

"..." Liang Xiao vaguely had an ominous premonition, "What?"

Duan Ming: "Mr. Liang has already paid all the rent and meals, so he has the right to live here as long as he wants."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming just joined the head pressing team, coughed, and helped Huo Lan cover up: "It's not what Mr. Huo said."

"It's not Mr. Huo."

Liang Xiao's eyes were lost: "It's because the heater is broken. Is it that the receipt that I paid the rent is rushing out along the heating water?"

Duan Ming thought about it, and thought it was okay: "You... first convince yourself like this."

Duan Ming: "When the heating pipe was pouring out your receipt, you said nothing and refused to tell anyone what you paid the bill with."

Liang Xiao's eyes darkened: "..."

Judging from the time, as soon as he left the villa, Mr. Huo probably held a meeting for his family.

The content of the meeting mainly revolved around all the rent that Mr. Liang had suddenly settled.

"It's not the heating pipe." Duan Ming tried his best to make amends, "He just wanted to inform everyone that you can decide in the villa from now on."

But in a world where heating pipes don't understand, the hint of this notification is too obvious.

The whole Huo Zhai believed that Mr. Liang must have given Mr. Huo the bill with his body. Hearing that Liang Xiao would go out to resume work today, he was very worried and sent them all the way to the door of the villa.

Duan Ming didn't really believe it, but he was crazy curious.

Liang Xiao was sent to talk about the script of "Cloud Flag", and the director chatted with him for a long time, and then took a simple try on the scene, and he didn't show up at the villa all day.

Duan Ming couldn't wait, and took the initiative to bring Xiao Gong to pick him up.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to pick Liang Xiao back, he chased him all the way, and finally asked the truth like squeezing toothpaste.

I didn't expect it to be so simple.

Duan Ming sighed: "I thought you were at least on Mr. Huo's body, and let Mr. Huo take a bite out of you."

It's not like Liang Xiao didn't think about it.

But Mr. Huo agreed too fast at that time, and he didn't have time to increase the price.

Once again, things went all the way to an unusually familiar situation, Liang Xiao was a bit vicissitudes, and slowly melted on the back seat: "The world is unpredictable..."

Duan Ming didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"If this continues." Liang Xiao sighed, "Maybe only Mr. Huo and I know in our hearts that we are innocent."

In fact, he just found some reason to stay in the villa and folded two umbrellas, just to make Huo Lan happy.

Then I have to go back and forth again, and I may not be able to go back every day.Huo Lan helped him temporarily mark these days, and his pheromones have almost stabilized, and the frequency of marking can be appropriately slowed down.

Liang Xiao wanted to keep something so that Huo Lan would feel better when he watched it.

A mistake.

Liang Xiao felt a little regretful, and covered his eyes and sighed.

What rent.

He should be completely shameless and force him to cheat on food and drink in the villa.

"Boss Huo didn't do it on purpose."

Duan Ming saw his reaction, and whispered to him: "He should...can't help it."

Duan Ming: "The butler has been in the Huo family for so many years, and I have never seen them like Mr. Huo."

All the employees of Huo Zhai were forced to hold a meeting, and when they informed Mr. Liang that they would live in the villa again, Duan Ming followed suit and listened.

From the beginning to the end, Huo Lan didn't say anything disrespectful to Liang Xiao.

Word by word, serious and meticulous.

"Boss Huo said."

Duan Ming patted Liang Xiao's arm, and whispered to him: "I will give you a copy of all the keys of the villa."

"..." Liang Xiao murmured in a daze, "The note beside Mr. Huo's bed is too valuable."

Liang Xiao originally planned to fold one for Mr. Huo a day, and pay the bill every day.

Even the keys were exchanged.

Liang Xiao couldn't help worrying about how Huo Lan led Xingguan to the top of the industry these years: "Didn't Mr. Huo say it? One bet for three, I'll have to pay the rent later..."

"No." Duan Ming said, "Boss Huo said, I'll give you the key."

"Boss Huo also said."

Duan Ming repeated it to him: "From now on, Mr. Ren Liang can come and go freely."

Liang Xiao was startled slightly.

He instinctively didn't want to be sensational on such an occasion, so he took a deep breath and quickly rubbed his face twice.

Liang Xiao sat up straight and stretched out his hand towards Duan Ming.

Duan Mingzhao slapped his palm: "What do you want?"

"The key." Liang Xiao suppressed the throbbing in his heart, after all he couldn't completely hold it tight, and couldn't help but want to be romantic, "Didn't Mr. Huo tell me?"

When the time comes, take it with you and hang it around your neck with a red string.

Count the keys when you want Mr. Huo.

Liang Xiao excitedly thought about it for a while, but couldn't help being a little shy, and his face turned red.

Duan Ming looked at him with a strange expression: "Now?"

Liang Xiao held back his embarrassment and nodded: "Yes."

Duan Ming persuaded him: "It's too late to go home."

Liang Xiao was anxious: "Can't it be done now?"

"Okay." Duan Ming said, "Get ready."

Liang Xiao frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"More than 300." Duan Ming said with a bang, "You find a plastic bag."

Liang Xiao: "..."