Living depends on the opponent's life [Entertainment]

There was a hint of embarrassment in the air.

It was quiet and no one spoke.

After Candle Tea was fed twice, Lin Yao looked up at Wulingyuan.

She nodded her head slightly, then said to Zhuming lightly, "Got it."

Immediately hung up the phone without mercy, turned and left without staying.Chen Qingquan smiled apologetically at the director and screenwriter, and hurriedly followed.

"Yes, it can make Candle Tea look more favorably on you." Chi Yu looked at her with his chin resting.

Wulingyuan withdrew his eyes from watching Lin Yao leave, and gave him a haughty glance, unable to deny it: "Teacher Lin Yao seems a little unhappy?"

"Why didn't I feel it? It's a woman's sixth sense again?" Chi Yu was speechless, "Don't say it, it's interesting. I didn't expect Candle Tea to actually have a close relationship with Dishan Film and Television. You said he made me believe him , Do you believe in his vision of people? Or do you believe in Lin Daiqiao's acting skills?"

"Do you know the program that Candle Tea is recording recently?" Wulingyuan answered irrelevantly, and asked, "Candle Tea is not someone who just likes it, whether it's a human or a ghost."

She casually clicked on a large picture of NL, hooked the corners of her lips, and then shrunk.

"My suggestion is, you might as well believe them all."

A request to add a friend suddenly popped up on the computer and mobile phone.

From Candle Tea.

It seems that it's not good to be in a bad mood, but the promise to my friend is done neatly.

Wuling Yuanshang did not hesitate to apply for a friend.

"Hey, why do I understand him quite well after hearing what you mean?"

She tapped the desktop with her index finger, and there were hot searches on the web page, and after refreshing, it was another world.In the end, he turned on the computer and said softly, "A young man who sees through the bustling world amidst the hustle and bustle, but never lingers in it, has an unruly personality but hides his transparency. Does it sound familiar?"

Chi Yu's pupils suddenly dilated.

He said in shock: "Isn't this... the male and female duo in your last book who are so loved by book fans?!"

The protagonist in Wulingyuan's book either has no emotional line from the beginning to the end, or has a fixed CP, only the male second belongs to everyone, no matter whether the ending is life or death, he can earn others' nose and tears.

Damn, is this the real master who discovered human candle tea as a prototype?

What do you think now, why do you think there is something wrong with Zhu Ming's tone just now?

"Sister, promise me to hurry up and apologize! He has such a close relationship with our patron's father, be careful of his grudge!"

On the Five Tombs Plain: "..."

Who the hell praised this director as stubborn and sharp in the announcement?

On the way to send Lin Yao home, Chen Qingquan felt that the air pressure around her was getting lower and lower, and the whole car exuded a suppressed atmosphere, which caused her to almost take the wrong lane in front of several traffic lights along the way.

Lin Yao lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyebrows, closed his eyes and pursed his lips, propped his chin, and rested his elbows on the side.

She moved her lips, hesitated to speak, but couldn't speak after thinking about it.

Among the many artists she has met and coached, Lin Yao is a rare good-tempered and moderate moderate.

People with a mild temperament are often more broad-minded and tolerant, making people unconsciously want to get close.But it is also such a person, once angry, he is really angry, and he often tolerates it to the extreme, and in the end he is furious and out of control.

Lin Yao has always respected her, so he still tried his best to suppress his emotions in front of her.

Lin Yao was angry with Zhu Ming, she could tell.

It's not really what she imagined, because Zhu Ming pried the corner of the Wulingyuan in front of him.

It's... the personal friendship between Zhuming and Lin Daiqiao.

BM is the past that Lin Yao kept in his heart.

Although he didn't mention it much, and he didn't want to mention it, no one knew better than Chen Qingquan what kind of traces the past period had left in Lin Yao's heart.Lin Yao is a person who values ​​affection, and if he doesn't talk about many things, it doesn't mean he doesn't care.

But now, that man seems to be trying to break the seal in Lin Yao's heart from others.

Obviously, Lin Yao didn't know about Candle Tea connecting Lin Daiqiao and Di Shan.

Whether it was a deliberate concealment or other reasons, Zhu Ming's actions unintentionally touched something that Lin Yao tried to avoid.

A faint sneer overflowed from the corner of Chen Qingquan's mouth.

She said that no matter how good these two people are, they must not be glued to each other and have no reservations.

Otherwise, Lin Yao wouldn't be what he is now.

But after all, this is a matter between Zhu Ming and Lin Yao, and it's not easy for her to intervene, let alone intervene.

Thinking about Zhu Ming being angry with her for so many years, one day he had to bear the anger from Lin Yao by himself, thinking about it this way, Chen Qingquan actually felt quite happy.

Thinking of this, when she sent Lin Yao off the car, her tone was a little brisk.

"Rest well, sister is leaving!"

Lin Yao: "..."

Why does this sister have the joy of being freed from the sea of ​​suffering?

I didn't see anyone when I entered the house, and there was no difference between home and when I left.

Oolong nestled lazily in its exclusive territory, and the dog food added to it in the morning still didn't consume much.It seems that the dog has lost his appetite in his twilight years, and he has begun to practice immortality and bigu.

The sofa seemed to have been tidied up, and the pillows were neatly stacked.

The dining table and chairs are also neatly arranged.

Looking at it this way, Lin Yao finally noticed something strange, and then a scent wafted out of the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen, all kinds of condiments are scattered on the marble countertops.

Noodles are cooking on the pot, gurgling.

Lin Yao's eyebrows twitched, and a crack was opened on his tense face by the oncoming fragrance.

He turned around and walked upstairs.

As soon as she looked up, she saw Zhu Ming coming down the stairs.

The four eyes met, and there was an undercurrent surging.

I don't know when he actually changed into a pale pink hooded sweater.

The girlish colors are worn on him, which is less delicate and sweet, and more calm and self-consistent.The warm colors covered up the sharpness of his body, adding a bit of gentleness for nothing, like an ordinary and handsome boy next door.

The hat rope was hanging on his chest, and the red color made his cold white skin more clear.

People couldn't help but want to reach out, pull up the fluffy hat, and then gently pat the top of his head.

Lin Yao's fingers hanging by his side moved, his eyes moved down, and only then did he see the vacuum cleaner in Zhuming's hand.

It's rare.

"came back."

Seeing Lin Yao standing still below, Zhu Ming held the corner of his mouth and walked past him: "The noodles are cooked, shall we eat some first?"

Before Lin Yao could answer, he quickened his pace, rushed into the bathroom and locked the door.

Put the vacuum cleaner in the cabinet and put it away.

Shaking the dust off his body, he rubbed his fingertips carefully under the water.

He raised his head and looked into his own eyes in the mirror, from which he could see an imperceptible guilty conscience.

He has been feeling guilty since the conversation with Lin Yao, but he is still not sure where the guilt comes from.

He seemed genuinely angry.

Just a short glance just now, you can realize that Lin Yao is different from usual.

He lowered his head and kicked the empty bucket beside him, frowning.

I have never done housework so hard, okay?

If this fails to make Lin Yao happy, he will really have nothing to do.

The two sat across the table, and neither of them spoke first.

Lin Yao took a deep breath, and looked down at the face that Zhu Ming served.

Egg noodles in a clear soup with little water, with a few leaves floating on it.

I don't know which recipe the soup base is from, but it's quite fragrant.

That is...is the pepper oil put a little too much?

A little rushed.

Lin Yao picked up a pair of chopsticks and ate slowly,

Zhu Ming sat upright, with her back straight, like a student waiting for the teacher to mark the paper, she couldn't help but tense up, and swallowed quietly.

Lin Yao didn't speak, but to his surprise, the expression on his face seemed to be quite delicious.

"Not bad, don't you try it yourself?" Lin Yao said.

Candle tea buried her head, took two bites, and then paused.

This is not bad?Stomach, which was raised by Lin Yao, totally disagrees.

Forget it, without diamonds, he won't take on the porcelain job in the future, so Lin Yao can only say the three words "not bad".

Who knows if there is any ironic meaning behind the three words of his family.

"I heard you bought Hot Search today?" Lin Yao asked while eating.

"Ah."

"Is the girl okay?"

"It's okay, it's fine."

"Interested in Mr. Wuling Yuanshang? Huh?"

"..."

Zhu Ming was stunned, where the hell was this man raised in a vinegar factory? !

He finished his mouth and put down his chopsticks.

"Are you so insecure? Teacher Lin, don't you know what position you have in my heart? No one can shake you!" He smiled doggedly, "I have a private matter with the screenwriter teacher."

"Private business?"

Lin Yao chewed the word carefully, and suddenly laughed.

She raised her head and looked straight into Zhu Ming's eyes: "Is it a private matter for you to contact Lin Daiqiao?"

For some reason, these eyes made Zhuming feel strange.

"When did you contact him?" Lin Yao asked.

"After the Spring Festival."

At first, we met once at the awards ceremony, but I didn't take it to heart when I heard that he was going to come back.

During the Spring Festival, one day Lin Yao came home smelling of alcohol. He remembered clearly that Lin Yao went to see Lin Daiqiao that day.Then the debut song incident was exposed, and he wanted to find out what happened back then, so he couldn't help but set his sights on Lin Daiqiao.

Logically speaking, Lin Daiqiao knew no less than Lin Yao.

Lin Yao seemed to be holding back his anger, his hand holding the chopsticks was tense.

"Why help him?"

"It's just a simple transaction. I help him get the comeback role, and he tells me the story of BM."

A trace of anger flashed in Lin Yao's eyes: "Why do you..."

How dare he?

Don't you even want to cover up your relationship with the Ji family because of the mere past?

Lin Yao's heart palpitated for a while, he didn't even dare to think about the deeper reasons behind Zhu Ming's actions.

"Why did you do this?" His voice was surprisingly cold.

Candle Tea was a little puzzled, but still had the usual style: "If you do it, you do it. Why?"

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I haven't asked this yet, is it useful to tell you?" Zhu Ming said, "You saw my past memories through the system and didn't tell me in advance. I asked Lin Daiqiao something I was curious about. Do you have any questions? "

Lin Yao had a headache.

This was the first time that the two of them had such an unharmonious atmosphere, even more stiff and suffocating than when they only met as opponents.

Although there was no quarrel that spit at the mouth, he knew that the two were really torn on the edge of conflict.

He stirred the noodle soup with chopsticks, and asked again: "Since you want to know something, why don't you ask me?"

Zhu Ming didn't answer and asked instead: "Mr. Lin, are you angry?"

Lin Yao's silence answered him.

"You blame me for contacting Lin Daiqiao privately to inquire about your affiliation without your consent?" Although it was a question, Zhu Ming spoke in a statement tone.

Lin Yao moved his lips, trying to deny it, but suddenly nodded uncontrollably.

A subconscious urge, a feeling he didn't want to admit, stopped him from speaking.

"I'm going back to the house first." Zhu Ming got up, her tone was flat, "Let's all calm down."

Passing by his side, there was a gust of wind.

He heard Candle Tea's voice: "Because you are the last person I don't want to hurt."

Lin Yao suddenly lost his strength.

Chopsticks rolled on the table.

He was answering the previous question.

——Why don't you ask me.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out that he had always known how much courage and pain he needed to face the past, so he had to do these things secretly, for fear of making him unhappy.

At this moment, Lin Yao suddenly understood his subconscious resistance.

He didn't want to admit that he cared so much about his concealment.

He didn't care what he did, who he found, or what he wanted to ask.

He just wants everything about him, wants him to keep nothing, wants him to have no secrets.

Perverted possessiveness.

He really didn't want to admit it, but he was really, really mad.

Pick up the bowl and take a sip of the soup.

The smell of pepper oil filled his nose and mouth, forcing a tear to well up in his eyes.

The soup is a little cold.

The author has something to say: Lin Yao: I’m mad at me, I’m mad at me, I’m mad at me

Candle Tea: Damn it, I didn't manage to coax me to cook myself, so I'm angry.

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Sons conflict for the first time, no experience, will be fine, don't worry!

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