I'm the man who wants to be the best actor [Rebirth]

Cindy exhausted all her intelligence and wisdom in her life, and racked her brains to come up with a sentence that she thought was too clever: "Because, brother Lu, he, he will always live in our hearts!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Ling Shuang lowered her eyelids and cried harder.

Cindy: "..."

These words really didn't comfort Ling Shuang - although the body is dead, the spirit is immortal... It always sounds like it will make people more uncomfortable.

As expected, Ling Shuang passed out from crying, because crying is also a particularly exhausting thing.

When she woke up, her brother just called.

The brother was very cold, and dropped the sentence "I will see you at the entrance of the hotel lobby in 5 minutes" and then hung up the phone. Ling Shuang rubbed her swollen eyes, got up and went downstairs.

At this moment, the sky was already getting dark. As soon as Ling Shuang stepped out of the elevator on the first floor, she saw Ling Shuang leaning against the pillar at the entrance of the hotel without saying a word, standing opposite her. Fang Lu, who was dancing, was too far away to hear what he was talking about, but he seemed to be in a very good mood just looking at his beaming face.

Ling Shuang walked over: "What are you talking about? So happy."

Fang Lu smiled at Ling Shuang: "It's nothing, it's too boring, telling jokes... Let's go eat... Hey, sister, what's wrong with your eyes?"

Ling Han silently stretched his ears to listen: "..."

It was only the second time we met, and "Sister" called me.

But Ling Shuang didn't take it seriously, and said to herself that she would call my sister anyway, morning and evening would be the same, she said: "It's nothing, I watched a movie before going to bed and cried..."

She smiled and turned to look at her brother: "Xiao Han, I knew you went to Visual Film and Television, but... your manager is Wen Sen and your assistant is Cindy, why didn't you tell me?"

Fang Lu's eyelids twitched violently when he heard the words, always thinking that this matter might have something to do with him.

Ling Han was also taken aback after hearing this, but for some reason, he glanced at Fang Lu intentionally or unintentionally, and then said flatly: "There is nothing to say about this."

"What do you mean 'nothing to say'?" Ling Shuang was speechless, "You clearly know that I like Fang Lu so much!"

Ling Han said softly "Oh", and retorted: "But you also said that you posted on Weibo and said that he left, and you also left. If I remember correctly, you never used the account 'Shuang Chong Gu Han' You haven’t logged in since Fang Lu’s accident, you said to leave, why should you care about these things.”

When he said this, he seemed to be careless, but in fact his peripheral vision was glued to Fang Lu's body the whole time, and he clearly saw Fang Lu staggered a bit after he finished saying this.

Ling Han's heart also skipped a beat.

Fang Lu was caught off guard and almost tripped. When he gasped, in order not to make a sound, he subconsciously bit his tongue, which was already numb.

Ling Han saw Fang Lu raised his head and stared at Ling Shuang with a painful expression on his face. Before he could understand the reason, the old lady said again: "You don't understand what Fang Lu means to me at all. , He has been through my entire adolescence, when I was tired and sleepy when I was in school, just looking at his poster, I can be revived with full blood."

Fang Lu: "..."

He didn't even know that he still had the miraculous effect of blood regenerating grass.

Ling Shuang suddenly looked at Fang Lu, and Fang Lu immediately became nervous, for fear that the other party would find out that his inner core was actually Fang Lu himself—because he had also heard about this Frost and Drum Han in his fan circle. , it is said to be particularly powerful.

Ling Shuang: "Speaking of Fang Lu, I want to come up with one thing. I wanted to tell you guys, but you are too busy, and you even pour your food down your throat... I found that Xiaoyang, your filming style is similar to Fang Lu's." Lu is a bit similar, when I was filming in front of Lu, I often sneaked out to visit the set."

Shuang Chong Gu Han is a god-like existence in the hearts of the "diamonds", and his words are naturally authoritative.As a veteran of Fang Fang, I must have seen Fang Lu's filming scene many times. If even she says it looks like her, then...

At this time, Ling Han and Fang Lu both staggered, but fortunately Ling Han's foot was steady enough, and after stabilizing himself, he immediately went to grab Fang Lu's clothes.

Fang Lu was a little guilty, and there was no silver 300 taels here, and he said with emotion: "There are quite a lot of pebbles on this road..."

Ling Han was much more pragmatic. A complex expression finally appeared on his usually calm face, and a dark tide finally appeared in Gujing Wubo's eyes. He looked at Fang Lu, wanting to say something, but in the end He just opened his mouth, and all the words that were about to come out were swallowed in his throat.

who are you?

Why do so many people think you look like Fang Lu in every way?

What were you guilty of just now?

Ling Han felt as if he had found the entrance to a treasure, but the entrance was floating in the air, and if he wasn't careful, it might disappear in place, so he didn't dare to act rashly, he wanted more "evidence"——

Because, just thinking about it all feels weird.

The three of them walked to the restaurant only two kilometers away from the hotel with different thoughts.This is a small Chinese restaurant with a small area, but the environment looks good, and the public comment has a good reputation.

The three chose a small square table by the window, Ling Shuang and Ling Han sat on the same side, Fang Lu sat directly opposite Ling Han.

While waiting for the waiter to deliver the menu, Fang Lu asked, "Sister, can I ask your name?"

Indeed, although he had said a lot, he didn't know Ling Han's sister's name.

Ling Shuang was using boiled water to rinse bowls, chopsticks and cups for Ling Han, and replied casually, "Ling Shuang."

Fang Lu silently recited "Ling Shuang" and "Ling Han", and had an idea: "Could your names be the inspiration for your Weibo account 'Shuang Chong Gu Han'?"

Ling Han's eyelids twitched heavily, grasping the point of the matter: "How do you know it's a Weibo account?"

Fang Lu's brain got stuck, and his tongue got stuck. According to his ingenuity, he can obviously make up a reason, such as "the most popular thing is Weibo now, I just guessed it casually", or it can be fooled. .

But I don’t know if it’s because he’s so guilty right now, anyway, he just can’t think of an excuse to talk nonsense, his eyes are erratic, and he’s evasive, just in time to see the waiter come with the menu, as if imminent amnesty, graciously push Ling Shuang, Changing the topic: "Sister Shuang, ladies first."

Ling Han only felt that the breath in his heart was stuffed in his throat, he couldn't go up or down, it was uncomfortable.

Ling Shuang just finished her busy work, and took the menu in a good manner: "Let's have fried shredded buckwheat with fennel."

"Okay."/"No."

Fang Lu and Ling Han spoke almost at the same time.

Ling Han rolled his eyelids: "Don't you not like to eat fennel?"

Fang Lu smiled: "Sister, she is a guest, let's not make so many demands."

Ling Han shook his head resolutely: "No way. You are the one who says you want to vomit when you smell the smell of fennel?"

Fang Lu was stunned: "..."

He didn't expect Ling Han to remember what he said casually last time so clearly.

Ling Shuang propped her head in frustration: "...Okay, let's not order this...Then, let's have spinach in oil."

Ling Han: "No, Fang Lu doesn't like spinach."

Ling Shuang sighed, and pushed the menu aside: "...then you can order."

Ling Han took the menu and passed it to Fang Lu: "You come."

Fang Lu scanned the colorful dishes on the menu, and said, "Stir-fried meat with onions?"

Ling Han nodded: "Okay."

Ling Shuang rested on her chin with one hand, and lightly tapped the table in front of Ling Han with the other hand, with a look of hopelessness on her face, she said helplessly: "...you won't forget, your sister and I, don't eat Onions, right?"

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