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"How did it get out?"

Holding the hair dryer, Lin Mo felt a little helpless.

The young man sitting on the chair was rarely at ease. His hair was still wet after washing, and it hung weakly on both sides of his cheeks, making him look childish and well-behaved.

"Is Xiaojuan not happy?"

The young man didn't answer, he looked blank in the mirror, no one knew what he was thinking.

Lin Mo waited for a while, but didn't ask any further questions. He just blow-dried his hair carefully. After a while, he continued, "I can't run out like this next time, my brother and Qi Qing will both be sad."

Lin Juan remained silent until his hair was done drying, and when Lin Mo put away the hair dryer, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Lin Mo.

Lin Mo laughed: "I'm not sad now. Well, it's time for Xiaojuan to go to bed."

As if he had received some order, Lin Juan obediently stood up.

"What's a good story to tell today?"

Lin Juan ignored him, staggered to the side of the huge bookcase, and pulled out a book with incomparable precision.

The cover of the book is colorful and looks very mysterious.

Lin Mo took the book, stared at the annotation of "Super Sensitive Criminal Psychology Novel" under the title for three seconds, and sighed long: "Okay, this is it."

***

The sun on Monday was exceptionally bright, but Qiao Ji's mood was not so bright.

He didn't know whether it was because he felt guilty because he said that he was "sick in the brain" in front of his relatives at that time, or because of the sudden out-of-control heartbeat at a certain moment that night.

All he knew was that from that day on, he suddenly became afraid to contact Lin Juan.

The more daring, the more mistakes; the more mistakes, the longer the shooting time, and the more unavoidable to avoid contact with Lin Juan.

It's a vicious cycle.

But Qiao Ji had no choice.

He even thought about whether it would be better if he made up his mind to apologize to Lin Juan, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

"Ugh……"

"Why don't you take two days off for a rest?" Yin Nan could tell through the phone that he was not in a good condition.

Qiao Ji didn't answer, he didn't want to escape like this.

"Lets see."

Yin Nan was silent for a while, but he didn't insist: "I'm free tomorrow, and I'll accompany you to the set."

Qiao Ji hung up the phone listlessly, and picked up the boxed lunch that was about to cool down.

Today's box lunch is also chicken poached eggs.

Qiao Ji couldn't help raising his head, and easily found the young man wearing a peaked cap and holding a lunch box sitting under the tree on the other side.

It was probably because Qi Qing didn't stand guard at every step in the crew, and was discussing something with the stage manager at the side.

Qiao Ji couldn't sit still for a while.

He picked up the lunch box and took two steps, feeling a little guilty, and then slowly backed away.

No one noticed it, and the young people over there didn't even know it.

Qiao Ji stared at Lin Juan for a while, then couldn't help but move forward.Still feeling a little guilty, he backed away slowly.

This feeling is like being a thief, Qiao Ji felt uncomfortable.

In the end, he took a bite, and finally strode over, and sat down next to Lin Juan as if nothing had happened.

Youth is ignorant.

Qiao Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and inexplicably felt a little lost again.

He opened the lunch box and began to eat, while secretly looking in Lin Juan's direction.

Lin Juan lowered his head and poked the food in the lunch box with his chopsticks.

Qiao Ji looked at him, looked at him, and forgot what he was doing.

"You hungry?"

Lin Juan remained unresponsive as usual.

Qiao Ji couldn't help touching his hand, and whispered, "Eat."

Lin Juan's movements didn't stop.

Qiao Ji touched his hand again: "Lin Juan, eat."

Then, Lin Juan's movements stopped.

Qiao Ji became nervous for no reason. He held his breath and looked at Lin Juan's hand.

Finally, after a long while, Lin Juan began to eat slowly.

Qiao Ji couldn't help it, and took a piece of chicken from his lunch box as a reward, and put it over to Lin Juan.

Obviously it was the same action, but Lin Juan picked up the piece of chicken and stuffed it into his mouth accurately.

Qiao Ji picked up another piece almost subconsciously, and it was eaten quickly.

Qiao Ji couldn't describe that feeling, all he knew was that he watched Lin Juan eat, and he was a little emotional.

***

When filming resumed in the afternoon, Qiao Ji felt that he had come back to life. The first scene went smoothly for the first time. In the end, he only passed the NG three times, which was dubbed a miracle by the crew.

Because it went well, everyone seemed very relaxed during the intermission, and Qiao Ji was even hotheaded to go to the director to ask for praise.

However, before he had time to walk over, he saw a new picture on the white projection screen from a distance.

There's no footage, not even content, just a crooked little square.

Then I changed a color and drew a small square next to it.

Then, it changed to red, drew a big heart shape, and circled two small squares in the middle.

Qiao Ji only felt that his face was burning when he brushed it.

People began to whisper around, obviously no one knew what Lin Juan's painting meant, everyone looked at Qi Qing out of habit, and found that the director's assistant also looked blank.

"what happened?"

A voice broke the weird atmosphere of the scene. Lin Mo walked in domineeringly, scanned the audience for a week, and finally his eyes fell on the projection screen.

Then Qiao Ji saw that Lin Mo frowned clearly.

The surrounding staff obviously also felt the displeasure rapidly spreading from Boss Lin, they all quieted down in unison, and then abruptly and quickly returned to their respective jobs, making the atmosphere on the scene even more weird.

Lin Mo didn't seem to realize his influence at all, walked up to Lin Juan, kissed his forehead skillfully, and rubbed his head.

Lin Juan tilted his head in his direction with admiration.

Lin Mo asked gently: "Xiaojuan, are you happy today?"

"Chicken." Lin Juan answered irrelevantly.

The elder brother of the Lin family obviously had already maxed out his ability to interpret his younger brother's words, and asked, "Did you have chicken for lunch?"

"Chicken." Lin Juan answered like a repeater.

"Who gave the chicken?"

Qiao Ji, who was eavesdropping with his ears up, suddenly became nervous.

"Chicken." Lin Juan repeated, smiling at his brother.

Qiao Ji was sure that at that moment, Lin's elder brother's face darkened a little.

But he always maintained a gentle tone: "Someone gave Xiaojuan chicken, didn't he?"

Lin Juan smiled brightly: "Chicken!"

Lin Mo's face turned dark again.

Inexplicably, Qiao Ji felt a sense of schadenfreude.

***

For the next week, all the entertainment headlines were the same.

——The movie "Heart and Soul" has received a lot of attention, and the boss of Tianxing Entertainment has been on the shooting site for several days!

***

The midday sun was unbearably bright.

"Do you like candy?"

Qiao Ji crouched under a big tree not far from the monitor with his lunch in his hands.He lowered his head and his voice was not loud, as if he was talking to himself.

Lin Juan sat quietly in front of the monitor, also holding a box of lunch in his hand, but remained motionless, just staring at the replay on the monitor, as if he hadn't heard what Qiao Ji said.

"Where's the green pepper?"

The self-talking questions continued, and there was still no answer. Qiao Ji picked up the green pepper and put it back, picked up a piece of chicken again, looked around for a while, then quickly stood up and moved forward, and put the chicken Handed it to Lin Juan.

Lin Juan opened his mouth and ate.

Qiao Ji narrowed his eyes and smiled at him, quickly backed away, and looked around again to make sure that no one noticed his actions—including Boss Lin who was talking on the phone in the distance with an impatient expression on his face.

Looking away with peace of mind, Qiao Ji squatted there, holding his chin and watching Lin Juan chew and swallow the chicken nuggets in his mouth like a small animal, full of a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

From the second day Lin Mo appeared on the set, Qiao Ji knew that Boss Lin's purpose was to dig out the person who secretly abducted his brother.To be more precise, it is to send Joe to dig out.

But I don't know if it was luck or Lin Juan's intention. No matter how Lin Mo asked or tried, Lin Juan didn't send Qiao a confession.

Since it will not be exposed, it is simply a great pleasure to see Boss Lin's jokes.

Qiao Daxing admits that he still holds a grudge.

The chicken was finished, and Lin Mo hadn't finished talking on the phone. Qiao Ji thought for a while, and finally picked up the green pepper that he had just put down, and brought it to Lin Juan's mouth.

The young man opened his mouth without hesitation, like a well-trained pet.

"Good boy." Qiao Ji praised with a smile, then glanced at Lin Mo in the distance, stood up and left the crime scene as if nothing had happened.

When Lin Mo walked back, he saw only his younger brother was still staring at the monitor, something was stuffed in his mouth, and his left cheek was bulging into a lump.

Lin Mo almost crushed the phone.

"Xiaojuan, what are you eating?"

Lin Juan didn't answer.

Lin Mo kissed his forehead as usual, then rubbed his head: "Xiaojuan, what are you eating?"

Lin Juan turned his head slowly, shifted his gaze from the monitor to his elder brother's face, and quickly moved back to the monitor, and repeated vaguely after a long while: "What do you eat?"

Lin Mo looked at him with a gentle smile, and touched his face: "Come on, Xiaojuan, ah—"

Lin Juan hesitated for a while, and finally opened his mouth: "Ah—"

In his mouth was a piece of intact green pepper with two teeth marks on it.

The blue veins on Boss Lin's forehead popped out.

After finally taking the green pepper out of Lin Juan's mouth with chopsticks, Lin Mo gritted his teeth while smiling and asked, "Are the green peppers delicious?"

Lin Juan didn't even look at him, but just stared at the monitor with a bitter face.

"Why do you want to eat something that doesn't taste good?"

This time, Lin Juan actually gave the answer very quickly: "Little Juan, be good."

Lin Mo sighed, and changed the question: "Who will eat green peppers for Xiaojuan?"

Lin Juan's eyes seemed to light up.

Brother Lin's face turned dark again.

It must be that person!

I don't know which one is not afraid of death, but he is always secretly feeding his younger brother with chicken, and I don't know what kind of heart he has.And the first time was fine, but for more than a week later, even though he was guarding the set, that guy actually dared to feed him many times under his nose, obviously trying to challenge him.

Lin Mo swore that in the 14 years since he officially took over Tianxing Entertainment, no one has ever dared to pluck a tiger like this.

After staring at the saliva-stained green pepper for a long time, Lin Mo finally dropped his chopsticks.

The chicken can bear it, but dare to feed green peppers!

***

"That is to say, I hate eating green peppers..." The prisoner Qiao Ji looked at the discarded green peppers from a distance, touched his chin with some regret, and picked out the remaining pieces of green peppers in the lunch box, "I can't help it, I hate it too. "

The author has something to say: To be honest, the term "super-sense criminal psychology novel" has always seemed to me to be a bad sentence...but there really are novels like this orz