President Spicy Chicken returned my innocence! [Entertainment]

Mr. Huo not only found out about going home to rest, but even ordered dinner on his own initiative.

The housekeeper was overjoyed, urgently urged the kitchen to make it, brought it upstairs in person, and carefully knocked on the bedroom door.

……

The butler stood at the door and cautiously probed: "Mr. Huo?"

Huo Lan put down the pen and looked up.

The butler held his breath, carefully bypassed the overwhelming paper, and tried his best to move sideways to the side of the table: "Are you...are you making any sketches?"

When Mingming sent Mr. Huo back, Mr. Huo also said that he would unwrap Mr. Liang's gift after rest.

The butler failed to find a piece of pure land on the desk. He hesitated for a while, held the food high, and put it on the bookcase beside him: "Have you not seen Mr. Liang's gift yet? I heard from the manager that he prepared it for a night. Made it by hand."

"I see." Huo Lan said, "It's very delicate."

"Really?"

The housekeeper was pleasantly surprised: "What did Mr. Liang give you? Where is it? I'll put it away for you..."

Huo Lan dropped his gaze.

The butler was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while, then moved over and lowered his head: "..."

The butler had a complex mind and body. Looking at the exquisite hexahedron drawn by Mr. Liang himself, he said with difficulty, "It's...very delicate."

Huo Lan: "Mr. Liang has a very good sense of geometric three-dimensional space."

The butler agreed almost distressedly: "Yes."

Huo Lan: "The perspective is very accurate."

Butler: "Yes."

Huo Lan paused: "The line...is very straight."

The butler really couldn't bear it, carefully calculated the distribution of the straw paper according to him, removed some that were not needed for the time being, and took the dinner plate: "You can eat first, and then calculate after eating."

As long as it is a gift from Mr. Liang, Huo Lan will try his best to find the advantages, but this time it is really too difficult to start.

Huo Lang moved away the sketchbook and watched the butler move the scraps of paper one by one: "Why did Mr. Liang give me this?"

The housekeeper was helping him pack his things, and he was stunned when he heard this: "You don't know?"

Huo Lan was slightly startled, and looked up at him.

The butler abruptly suppressed the words "Heaven is good for reincarnation", took a deep breath, and asked him as tactfully as possible: "When you were in Jiangnan... did you choose a gift for Mr. Liang and give him practice questions?"

"No." Huo Lan said, "I will give him the practice questions every day, there is no need to send them specially."

Butler: "...so."

"I sent a copybook, I wrote it myself."

Huo Lan thought about it carefully: "I also sent reference books, and I must memorize a summary of ancient poems and essays, and I must memorize a summary of formulas."

The housekeeper thought that you deserved it, swallowed it back, and nodded: "That's it."

"His foundation was not stable at that time, and he had to establish study habits and cultivate a positive learning awareness."

Huo Lan: "Recite more, not only to complete the basics, but also to speed up the operation of thinking and ensure agility and flexibility."

Huo Lan is no longer resistant to thinking about the past, unconsciously thinking about Xiao Liangxiao who was crying with joy when he received the gift, his brows eased a lot, and he withdrew his mind: "What does it have to do with this matter?"

"..." The butler shook his head: "It's okay."

Butler: "Mr. Liang hopes that you will use your brain more, speed up your operation, and maintain the quickness and flexibility of your thinking."

Huo Lan thought for a while, accepted his explanation, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

The housekeeper knew that his workload these days was unbelievably heavy, and originally wanted to call Mr. Liang to talk about it, but now he didn't think about it anymore, so he helped Huo Lan get a new wind and brought over a stack of unused A4 paper.

Huo Lan frowned: "What are you doing?"

The butler took a new box of pens, put them on the new straw, and positively clenched his fists at him: "Come on."

"You really found Mr. Huo a good job."

Duan Ming came over with the script and sat down next to Liang Xiao: "The housekeeper told you not to worry, Mr. Huo's life is very regular now, every night he watches TV while doing his homework and peeling walnuts."

In contrast, Liang Xiao looked a lot more mature while watching financial news and playing games every day.

Liang Xiao was drinking water and coughed loudly: "...Brother Duan."

"We're on the third page now."

Duan Ming insisted on conveying to him: "The first batch of walnut kernels is expected to arrive on the set tomorrow."

Duan Ming couldn't figure it out: "How did the two of you talk about such a relationship?"

Liang Xiao didn't think carefully at the beginning, and he didn't expect that things would develop like this, and it was too late to regret: "I just want to warm up and recall my childhood..."

In a moment of carelessness, he even provoked Mr. Huo's fighting spirit.

Liang Xiao's fighting spirit was also aroused a lot by the half-hour anti-addiction game console, and he passed the level with enthusiasm in half an hour every day.The two of them toiled away, each spending minutes less time in contact with each other than before.

Duan Ming really didn't know what to miss when he was a teenager controlled by the hexahedron geometry: "Can't you come up with some simple questions?"

"I can't tell."

Liang Xiao sighed: "In my opinion, they are all the same, and I don't know how to do them."

"..." Duan Ming had no way to refute: "Yes."

"I actually don't understand the topic."

Liang Xiao was melancholy: "But that hexahedron looks really nice."

Duan Ming: "...Yes."

"Actually, I copied the answers on the back of each page"

Liang Xiao let out a long sigh: "I even wrote him a sentence at the end of every answer, it's so disgusting..."

Duan Ming was stunned for a moment, and thought about the scene carefully: "Isn't it pretty good?"

Liang Xiao was careless for a while, regretting too much: "I forgot, Mr. Huo has always done the whole book to get the answer."

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming gave him the script and patted him on the shoulder: "Go, it's your turn."

After Longtao's merger and acquisition, there will still be a period of buffer transition. The placement of the company's personnel, the integration of departments, and the artists who have moved in with the contract all need to be dealt with. Huo Lan's work is still heavy, and he has no time to distract him for a while.

Liang Xiao discussed with the production director, and took the initiative to ask Director Jin to suppress the number of shows within the acceptable limit, trying to control the completion within two weeks, and to have a small holiday before the recording of the variety show.

"You are in good condition." Director Jin looked at Liang Xiao and nodded, "Although you are also fleeing this period, your mentality is different from before. .”

These days, they are all shooting jungle scenes. Back then, the noble young master with hairpin tassels rushed to the frontier alone with scars.

"You were delicate on the battlefield back then, and you have never been wronged. You need the best guns, the best leather for saddles, and you have to ask someone to carry the cook on the horse when you run thousands of miles."

Director Jin told him about the play: "Even if you had to flee, you never spoiled yourself."

The screenwriter added on the sidelines: "It's not only the sycamore tree, it's not food unless it's practiced."

"Yes." Director Jin nodded, "I'd rather starve to death if there's nothing to eat."

"..." Liang Xiao coughed and nodded, "Yes."

"But this time it's different."

Director Jin turned over a page of the script: "You have to live this time, because you have something to do when you're alive."

"You are not for the inhuman emperor on the dragon chair, nor for the court where everyone shrinks back. You have been supported by the people's livelihood since you were young. When the war broke out, you should protect the living people."

Director Jin said: "You feel that this is your responsibility."

Liang Xiao looked at the script and nodded: "No matter what, we must live on."

"He is prouder than anyone else, the purest and cleanest one."

Director Jin added: "But when he is willing to destroy his pride for something, this purity will have the ultimate brightness."

This plot is the key to Yunlang's transformation.After three days and three nights of fleeing and thirsty, the young master wanted to pick leaves and make tea. He risked his life to rush to the battlefield day after day.

Liang Xiao got the feeling right, found the state required by the director, and put down the script: "It's fine."

Director Jin nodded, signaled to all departments to prepare, and made a gesture to retreat to the sidelines.

These days, due to the director's request to not sleep well, and the hard work of filming during the day, Liang Xiao's condition was impeccable, and he felt that he was more accurate each time, and it didn't take long for him to pass a scene smoothly.

Compared with young actors, Liang Xiao walks through the scenes faster and has a higher rate of passing scenes, and he is more difficult than middle-aged and elderly actors. All groups are willing to form a team with him.

The agent stood on the sidelines for a while, and then gathered a few group directors who had no shooting assignments for the time being.

"It's really not a choice." The production director looked at the monitor and sighed, "It's so rare to be so miserable."

"You didn't see, the camera is more focused on taking pictures of him than others."

The director of Group D smiled: "Many close-ups are actually meaningless, without any lens language, but we are really reluctant to delete them, so we keep them."

"Can we discuss it?" The director of Group D established a good relationship with the agent, "Let us shoot the next scene, and we will also give him a close-up."

It's inappropriate for actors to interfere with the grouping. Duan Ming felt that Liang Xiao might not be able to resist the temptation, so he cautiously gave way: "It's still up to the crew's arrangement..."

Director of Group D: "Close-up of the whole body, let him stand alone in the setting sun."

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming confessed to his assistant without a trace, tried his best to guard Liang Xiao, and made sure not to let the director of Group D find any chance to abduct him.

"God appreciates the food." The director of Group C filmed the court dispute for three days, and wanted to come back to take good-looking faces. He sighed, "The natural conditions are so good, there is no choice."

The director of Group A nodded: "He also has a good camera sense."

"As for this shot that fell from a horse, it may be included in textbooks in the future."

The director of group e analyzed: "The fixed-point camera, after falling down, rolled over on the spot, got up, staggered two steps and fell down weakly, unexpectedly fell right in front of the camera, and it was still the most suitable profile—"

Director Jin coldly participated and sighed: "It's so stinky."

Production manager:"……"

Directors of each group: "..."

Duan Ming: "..."

Duan Ming took a deep breath, pressed his forehead hard, and added a message to his assistant, and set a safe distance of more than five meters for Liang Xiao and Director Jin.

"By the way." The directors of Group C had a rare chance to chat and were very interested, "Have you watched "On the Road"? After Liang Xiao's few episodes, they released a new one from the perspective of ordinary people, which is also very valuable to explore .”

"I've seen it. It's their new sub-program called "Along the Way."

The peers paid a lot of attention, and the producer happened to come over and interjected with a smile: "It's also amazing. The first issue is the owner of that breakfast car, Liang Xiao. The starting point is so natural."

The director of Group C nodded: "The names of the two programs are also thoughtful. When you pass by on the road, you think it is the scenery, but in fact, when you return to the road, it is a real life."

Duan Ming also listened to the program group's plan at the time, and was roughly prepared, but he didn't expect to move so fast: "Has it already aired?"

"It's on the air. The first episode is about the stall owner's family."

The producer happened to watch it just now: "The perspective was chosen very carefully. It is the change in the son in the eyes of the parents. The originally obedient son suddenly rebelled, introverted and closed, and fought with others...It was later discovered that the child was sick and had been tortured by others in the training team. Pointing and ridiculing, I endured them not saying anything."

"There is still a suspense left. I didn't say what the disease is. I'm waiting for the next issue." The producer has been in the circle for a long time and reminded Duan Ming, "Liang Xiao can watch it if he has time. If he likes it, he can help promote it and sell it. Personal affection, maybe when it will be beneficial."

Duan Ming was thinking about something, when he heard the words, he came back to his senses and nodded: "Okay, thank you."

The producer clicked a sentence, didn't say much, and went to chat with the director of Group C about the program idea.

……

The whole scene was filmed from dawn to dusk. When Liang Xiao came off the scene, the woods were already pitch black, and he managed to get out with two searchlights.

"It's not bad. It's safe today, I didn't hit a tree..."

Liang Xiao went back to the waiting room, took off the wia clothes and handed them over to the field manager, and reported the battle situation to the manager: "Brother Duan?"

Seeing that his expression was not right, Liang Xiao shook his hand: "What's wrong?"

"They said that the copy of the "On the Road" program group has started broadcasting, so you have a preparation."

Duan Ming helped him take off his costume, and told him in advance: "It is estimated that the next issue will be about the condition of the stall owner's son."

Liang Xiao was stunned for a while, his eyebrows frowned, and he didn't speak.

"Butler Huo may have noticed something during this time, and has been asking me about the past."

Duan Ming: "Sooner or later, we can't hide it...Have you vaccinated Mr. Huo in advance?"

Liang Xiao opened his mouth, carefully hesitating: "The question on the last page...is the calculated answer 5211314?"

Duan Ming's eyes darkened: "..."

Duan Ming picked up the phone and was about to call the housekeeper, but Liang Xiaofei quickly held it down, and persuaded him to go back to the sofa and sit down.

"It's a headache for you!" Duan Ming was pressed on the sofa by him, hating iron for being weak, "If you don't want to hide it, tell President Huo as soon as possible—"

The scenes these days are all high-risk and difficult. Liang Xiao suffered a lot of injuries. He took a deep breath and smiled wryly: "I think."

Duan Ming frowned and looked at him without speaking.

"Mr. Huo is also sensitive to my emotions..." Liang Xiao rubbed his ribs and smiled helplessly, "I didn't know he had leaked a lot when he was Jiang Nanye A, so I can't hold my breath now, Is it just that revealing?"

Liang Xiao still couldn't think of any way to properly solve this matter. In fact, he was more anxious than anyone else, but the more anxious he was, the less likely he was to show any clues.

Huo Lanyuan is not as easy to fool as he was when he was a teenager. If there is anything wrong with his state, he may be noticed.

Duan Ming was stunned for a while, trying to understand what he meant, he rubbed the center of his brows vigorously, and sighed: "It's not an option to hide it like this... When the disease comes out, we must talk about the relevant treatment."

If the alpha differentiation is blocked, either the pheromones will explode violently, the glands will be opened and the glands will be sealed and self-healing, or a large amount of o-mimetic pheromones will be used for shock treatment.

Most people only know the first one. The young Huo Lan was hit by the pheromone alone and fell into a coma with high fever. When he woke up, he was alone. Naturally, he couldn't think of other places.

Now that the two of them meet again, they know more and more. Looking back, many things have new explanations after careful consideration.

The program team undertakes the task of publicity and education, and sooner or later they will clearly introduce the relevant diseases to the public. Once Huo Lan sees it, it makes no sense to hide it from the situation back then.

"One episode a week, at most it can be three or four episodes before it ends."

Duan Ming made up his mind: "It's okay if it's delayed until you finish the job and go back, in case—"

Before the next words could be said, Duan Ming was tightly covered by Liang Xiao, and he was caught off guard and struggled for a long time: "What are you doing?!"

"Brother Duan, you can't say that."

Liang Xiao was very superstitious about his mouth, so he pulled his manager to shout slogans in advance: "The first thing to say every day, keep it from Mr. Huo's temper."

Duan Ming: "..."

Liang Xiao exhausted his literary accomplishment all his life: "Every day——"

"There is no need for the second sentence." Duan Ming interrupted in time, and pressed his forehead, "I will try to wait until you finish, right?"

Liang Xiao nodded: "Yes."

"What about after the filming?" Duan Ming asked, "Have you thought about what to do?"

Every night Liang Xiao lay on the bed and tossed and turned thinking about it. When he asked him, his heart sank and he didn't speak.

"I know you're worried." Duan Ming pulled him to sit down, and helped to sort out together, "Mr. Huo was originally resistant to his own pheromones, and it got better after you developed a lot of usages... But it's also Has little effect."

Back then, Huo Lan's mother was seriously ill because of a pheromone conflict. If she knew about her pheromones, Liang Xiao would almost die...

Duan Ming's position is with Liang Xiao, and every time he enters Huo Lan's perspective, he still feels shuddering.

"The butler probably knows about it. I'll talk to him first and discuss what to do."

Duan Mingxin said that Feng Shui took turns, and sighed: "Don't worry, President Huo will definitely not notice."

Liang Xiao nodded: "OK."

"We are all just helping. In the final analysis, it depends on you." Duan Ming said, "You have to figure out what to do first."

Duan Ming reminded Liang Xiao: "If Mr. Huo locks himself up alone again, or thinks that anyone who gets close to him will be unlucky, I want you to—"

Duan Ming opened his mouth, resigned himself to his fate and did not continue. The little man with his index finger and middle finger walked away and gestured: "You...you have to prepare yourself first. It's not that he doesn't like you, but he likes you too much."

Liang Xiao nodded: "I know."

"In case Mr. Huo gets into a dead end, you have to drag him out." Duan Ming said, "Have you thought about what to do?"

"I thought about it."

Liang Xiao sighed: "I just thought of a way."

Duan Ming: "What method?"

"Prescribe some medicine." Liang Xiao bravely closed his eyes, "Permanent mark."

After being permanently marked, Omega must be accompanied by Alpha for quite a long time in order to completely stabilize the pheromone.As long as it fits close to the body, there is a lot of room for manipulation.

The two have been inseparable for a month, no matter how big the knot is, Liang Xiao is confident that it will be resolved.

"..." Duan Ming reminded him, "Tears are streaming from the corner of his mouth."

Liang Xiao was taken aback, and wiped for a long time with guilt, only to find that there was nothing, and became angry from embarrassment: "Brother Duan!"

Duan Ming almost saw the four big characters "I can't wait" on the top of Liang Xiao's head, and he didn't understand where his heroism came from: "It's also a way... Fortunately, you can still think of it."

"Why can't I figure it out?" Liang Xiao was unconvinced, "Aren't we an abo story?"

Duan Ming: "..."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Duan Ming himself almost forgot that this was a story about abo, so he patted him on the shoulder, convinced: "...Yes."

"At that time, your glands are almost fully healed." Duan Ming reminded him in advance, "Strict attention must be paid to safety. I'll explain it to the housekeeper first, and discuss it with the doctor later. I can't take any risks."

Liang Xiao nodded: "I know."

Duan Ming: "Boss Huo and you match too well, so they may not be able to withstand the impact of your pheromones. We have to keep people outside for emergencies at any time."

Liang Xiao nodded: "OK."

Duan Ming: "I'll look for the medicine. I can only use safe dosage forms specially designed for inducing differentiation for teenagers."

Liang Xiao nodded, and solemnly reached out to him.

Duan Ming shook his shoulders at the beginning and yelled that rich people should not be prostitutes. He never dreamed that there would be a day of pimping. He sighed, shook hands with Liang Xiao indiscriminately, resigned himself to his fate, got up and left.