President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

The housekeeper stood weakly for a while, then turned off the recorder.

In the 30 years of Huo's family, even though he hadn't been able to watch Huo Lan grow up with his own eyes, based on the housekeeper's understanding, Huo Lan should not have reached this point.

...but whatever the explanation.

If you put this kind of words to Mr. Liang, it is very likely that Mr. Liang will not be so moved that he will tearfully throw himself into Mr. Huo's arms.

The housekeeper was in a complicated mood, sighed vicissitudes, and deleted this sentence that might make Mr. Liang bungee jump on the hot search recording: "...OK."

Huo Lan silently frowned.

The housekeeper raised his head, saw Mr. Huo's slightly worried expression, and worked hard: "You...must make Mr. Liang cry."

Butler: "Cry out loud."

Huo Lan got the affirmation, nodded and stopped making a sound, and focused on returning to the document.

The housekeeper gave Mr. Liang 1 excuses in his heart, and helped him tidy up the table with light movements, quietly hid the inhibitor, and walked out the door lightly.

Liang Xiao grinded a scene for nearly two hours, and it was nearly midnight when he came down.

Jin Zhenbo was surrounded by the whole crew working diligently for a whole day, and seeing the scene where no mistakes could be found, his expression finally improved a little: "It's over."

The deputy director let out a sigh of relief and sat down exhausted.

"It's been hard work."

The field staff delivered hot coffee everywhere, seeing that Liang Xiao was still full of energy, he couldn't help sighing: "You are so energetic."

Liang Xiao smiled: "Have a good rest."

He slept well in the morning and was not sleepy at the moment, thanked him, and gave the coffee to the assistant who just ran back.

The highlight period of the character has not yet come, and these few scenes have not been worn out by him.

Most of the actors who co-played the young princes have just graduated, and the most experienced one has only worked with the crew twice.Director Jin didn't care about this, he repeated a line over and over again if he couldn't meet the requirements, and the most perverted scene abruptly went away twelve times.

Several young actors were scolded from the start to the end, and they lost all confidence. They withered on the sidelines and were collectively watered and comforted by the production director.

The director of group A showed Liang Xiao the monitor, looked up and shook his head: "You are still young..."

The three groups of shots chased the close-up shots in the studio at the same time. Group A was mainly responsible for Liang Xiao's camera position. It was not so hard, but once the shot was repositioned, it had to be done again collectively, and it was not lightly tossed.

"It's all here." The producer sighed, "If you get scolded a lot, you will know what to do."

The director of Group A was a little curious: "Has Liang Xiao ever been scolded?"

When they cooperated for the first time, Liang Xiao was just a martial arts stand-in, so they didn't pay much attention.When we meet again, the other party already has a character that has not been aired before, and directly holds the position of this show.

The sense of camera and shooting skills can be accumulated through the experience of a stand-in, but it is not possible to substitute a character.

Several executive directors discussed in private, all wanting to know where Liang Xiao honed his acting skills.

Liang Xiao was whispering to his assistant about Mr. Huo's reaction to receiving the note, when he heard the words, he raised his head: "I've got it."

The producer couldn't help gossiping: "Why did you scold me?"

"Too empty, not enough sense of substitution."

Liang Xiao thought for a while: "I'm not confident, I'm not realistic, I can't let others believe that I am this person..."

The director of group A was taken aback: "The requirements are so strict? Which crew?"

Liang Xiao smiled: "Grass Team."

The producer was also taken aback when he heard it, and couldn't help feeling: "Sure enough, the times make heroes... probably because they didn't meet a good book. With this professionalism, it should have been popular long ago."

The director of group A nodded along: "Fatality tricks people."

Producer: "The Big Wave Washes the Sand."

……

Liang Xiao didn't introduce in detail the compulsory lectures in the den of dedicated liars back then, and let the two feel the current trend in the circle, beckoned to the assistant, and quietly walked aside.

Liang Xiao looked around, confirmed that no one was paying attention, and asked in a low voice, "Is Mr. Huo angry?"

The assistant thought about it carefully, then shook his head: "The captain of the bodyguard said no."

At 09:30, Liang Xiao was still repeating the same line from No.11 with great emotion, and he didn't have time to make a phone call.

At this moment, the entire production crew is not off work, and it is not appropriate for him to desert by himself.

Liang Xiao looked at the time, estimated that Huo Lang had probably rested, and felt a little regretful: "Give the note to Mr. Huo?"

The assistant nodded.

Liang Xiao coughed: "Mr. Huo—are you happy?"

The assistant knew this well, and nodded quickly: "I'm glad, butler Huo also said—"

Housekeeper Huo also said to let him stay for 2 minutes, and he wanted to record something with the recording pen and bring it back. He was mysterious and said that he wanted to surprise Mr. Liang.

Two minutes later, the housekeeper came out with nothing, and asked him not to tell Mr. Liang.

The assistant spoke too soon, hesitating and regretting: "Housekeeper Huo won't let me speak."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming was communicating with the butler, and he roughly knew what was going on, so he patted Liang Xiao on the shoulder: "You better not know."

Liang Xiao was stunned: "Brother Duan, do you know everything?"

Duan Ming nodded and gave him a sympathetic look.

Liang Xiao felt uncomfortable being watched by him: "What's wrong?"

Duan Ming: "Don't make it too loud."

"..." Liang Xiao: "What?"

Duan Ming was concerned about his acting career, "It hurts my throat."

Liang Xiao's voice is very suitable for reading lines, clear and clean, bright and penetrating. According to Director Jin, a single sentence on TV can make the audience look up.

Duan Ming thought for a while, and prepared for a rainy day: "I will prepare two boxes of Golden Throat Lozenges later."

Liang Xiao was really confused by what he heard, so he stopped asking any more questions and asked his assistant to buy it: "Mr. Huo—"

Liang Xiao guessed that he was talking to the housekeeper, coughed lightly, and his ears were red: "Is Mr. Huo asleep?"

Duan Ming nodded: "Boss Huo has washed and lay down."

Liang Xiao was not surprised, he was a little relieved and a little regretful, nodded: "Oh."

Duan Ming pressed the phone twice: "Have you ever passed a note to Mr. Huo before?"

Liang Xiao was stunned: "No."

The last time he passed a note, he had already done it when he was in Jiangnan.

I haven't had that kind of atmosphere in these years, and I haven't thought of this one. It's probably because of the whim of taking pictures of the young master, and I couldn't help abducting them. Mr. Huo was naive once.

Duan Ming raised his eyebrows, didn't ask any more questions, and returned several messages to the housekeeper: "The housekeeper said, Mr. Huo put the note in the book and hid it well."

Liang Xiao subconsciously nodded, his thoughts moved slightly, and he rubbed the back of his neck twice.

Duan Ming noticed that his mood was wrong: "What's wrong?"

"I used to..."

Liang Xiao was vague: "I stole a whole book of notes."

Duan Ming frowned: "Or when you were in Jiangnan?"

Liang Xiao nodded.

Duan Ming: "You two passed it on back then?"

Liang Xiao felt a little embarrassed, coughed and nodded.

Duan Ming watched helplessly as he teased him twice with exactly the same technique. He didn't know what to say, so he held back for a while: "...What happened next?"

Liang Xiao was silent for a while: "It's burned."

Duan Ming was stunned.

Liang Xiao didn't often recall the things he did when he was a child, but now he remembered, twitched the corners of his mouth, and sat down: "At that time...someone taught me that words have emotions."

Duan Ming: "Your Jiangnan wilderness."

"..." Liang Xiao didn't know where he learned the new words, coughed: "Yes."

Xiao Liang Xiao didn't really believe it. After all, every time he memorized the text, if there was any emotion in those words, he should be moved by his sincerity and ran into his mind by himself.

But at that time... there was really nothing to believe.

"He told me that as long as you write it down, you will remember it."

Liang Xiao coughed and blushed a little: "I thought at the time, since this is the case, can we do the opposite..."

Duan Ming was shocked by his thinking back then: "So you want to try, will you be able to forget it if you burn it?"

Liang Xiao was actually a good second grader back then, but now looking back, he can hardly bear to recall: "Brother Duan, don't ask."

Duan Ming couldn't help it: "Are you trying to forget him? The past is broken, and you are reborn from the ashes—"

Liang Xiao: "No."

Duan Ming was slightly taken aback.

Liang Xiao rubbed his neck and smiled: "I want him to forget about me."

Duan Ming wanted to hear this at first, but after hearing a few words, he became inexplicably uncomfortable, and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

It was rare for Liang Xiao to say it once, and he really wanted to confide: "I didn't want to break the past. I was very happy about what happened back then, and I'm not willing to just forget it like this."

Liang Xiao: "But he is different."

It was the first time that Xiao Liang Xiao had grown up to such a big age, and was being supervised and accompanied by someone, talking with him and studying with him, allowing him to mess around.

For the first time there was a place that almost felt like home.

The young alpha who was slaughtered by him as a fat sheep, knew at a glance that his family was well-off, and his family education was strict and excellent.

Although there must be some sad and unknown secret, Liang Xiao inexplicably believes that with the character of the other party, he will be able to get out of it.

Take the wide and magnanimous road that should have been taken, and go to a very high place.

Xiao Liang Xiao couldn't bear to forget, but when he thought of the things he had done, he gritted his teeth again, holding the note from the book, and became ruthless.

Duan Ming's heart tightened: "Then...did you just buy a box of matches?"

Liang Xiao didn't know what image he had in his eyes now, so he looked at him for a long time and said, "I bought a lighter."

Duan Ming: "...Oh."

Liang Xiao continued: "I really didn't know what to believe at the time... I was in a hurry and went to the doctor. If I don't believe in anything, I might not even believe in myself."

Liang Xiao: "I just thought, burn these, maybe he will forget."

Duan Ming didn't complain about him, but frowned: "He remembers you, but he doesn't know what you did before you left, so he must think you didn't want him... If he finds out what happened back then, he will definitely go crazy. "

Duan Ming: "You saved him, but you don't want him to accept your love."

"He saved me too, and we're even."

Liang Xiao smiled: "I didn't think so much, I just want him to be well."

Duan Ming whispered: "Don't think about it."

Liang Xiao nodded, closed his eyes, and let out a soft breath.

Xiao Liang Xiao, who just got off the train... actually couldn't think so much anymore.

When the pheromone was triggered, he bit his arm to bear the pain. Xiao Liangxiao's half arm was drenched in blood, his glands were in severe pain, and most of his physical fitness had been ruined by the pheromone explosion.

Xiao Liangxiao was groggy and frozen, squatting in the cold wind and burning papers one by one.

While burning, I begged in a low voice for who knows which star is in charge of the communication between words and people's emotions.

It's too strict, let him forget it all together.

After all, when the burning is over, we must ask that person to go back and live a good life, as good as he can live, and don't remember him any more.

……

The assistant director came over to tell the job to be over, Duan Ming got up to make arrangements, Liang Xiao opened his eyes, and stood up together.

Liang Xiao touched the vaguely unhealed scar on his left arm, and put down his sleeve to cover it up.

Don't remember him.

Don't forget.