Ling Han: "..."

Fang Lu leaned against the door frame and smiled: "I don't live in vain, okay? Don't ignore me..." He weighed the bag in his hand and handed it to Ling Han, "Here, the rent."

Ling Han shook his head reflexively: "No need."

Fang Lu quit, and started the nonsense mode again: "How can I do that? With short hands, who knows if you will drive me out in the middle of the night, and when I am homeless in the middle of the night, who am I going to talk to?" cry?"

Ling Han was amused by these words, turned around and entered the room, looked at the things in the bag while walking, took it out and saw that there was a paper box, he opened the paper box again, and was stunned:

Inside is a bouquet of woodcarved plum blossoms.

You can occasionally see a little sawdust on it. Although the appearance is not as good as that of a boutique, it can be seen that the knife workmanship is still very good.

Moreover, it was precisely because it looked like it was not for sale that Ling Han was a little dazed, and after a while he raised his eyes to look at Fang Lu, a little in disbelief: "This is...?"

"I did it," Fang Lu answered Ling Han's unfinished question, and then began to claim credit again, "I managed to finish it all night and one day! Maybe I didn't handle the details very well... Hey, why don't you ask me why I gave you plum blossoms?"

There is no need to ask this question at all.

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han...blossoms alone.

The corner of Ling Han's mouth curled up, full of emotion, unexpectedly his mouth changed a bit: "Didn't you say that your Chinese is scumbag?"

"Damn," Fang Lu cursed, and laughed, "I'd better memorize some of the 'read aloud and recite the full text' content in the elementary school Chinese textbook?! I can also recite two children's debate days!"

Ling Han's smile spread from the corner of his mouth to his eyes, sweeping away the unhappiness on the set today.

"It's beautiful," he said.

Fang Lu was praised, and when he was happy, he couldn't help showing off his skills. He took out three more wood carvings from his backpack, all of which were flowers.

They are white orchid, kapok and wisteria.

The smile on the corner of Ling Han's mouth suddenly disappeared, Fang Lu saw it, and immediately realized that he felt like a stick.

The three most valuable awards in the TV circle: Bailan Award, Kapok Award, and Wisteria Award.

——Ling Han has just returned from being scolded bloody on the set, and now he is still provoking him with things that symbolize the three major awards, isn't it the one that is not open?

It's just a stick!

Fang Lu hastily clenched his palms, wanting to put these three gadgets away, but it was too late, Ling Han tightly held his palms.

The strength of his hands was so strong that Fang Lu had nowhere to escape.

Fang Lu muttered in a low voice: "Brother Han..."

Ling Han was forced by Fang Lu to open his palm, transfer the three little things into his palm, and suddenly said: "Lu Lu..."

"Ok?"

"Isn't it... some things really depend on talent? Some people may not be born to be actors."

For example, I, Ling Han thought, no matter how hard I try to figure out the role, I just miss the point. Once I stand on the set, my mind goes blank.

Fang Lu shook his head and retorted: "Of course not, and no one is born to eat this bowl of rice."

Ling Han's memory traveled through time and space, and he remembered the person who occupied his entire heart when he was 16 years old. Suddenly, he felt a little lost, and he shook his head self-deprecatingly: "Really? But some people are born to be Standing on the set."

Fang Lu didn't even think about it, he opened his mouth and asked, "Who is it?"

"Fang Lu." Ling Han raised his head slowly, staring at him with dark eyes.

When he said these two words, Ling Han had a very novel feeling.

how to say?calm.

As Fang Lu's die-hard fan and boyfriend fan, every time he mutters these two words silently in his heart, he will feel an electric current running through his whole body.But this time was different, he found a rare peace in his heart.

Perhaps, the word "Fang Lu" is like his "first love". When "Lu Youyang" appeared, he gradually forgot, and finally he would forget that person, leaving only the words "I liked him so much at the beginning" A general impression, even the "feeling of liking" has been diluted a lot with the appearance of "Lu Youyang".

It's just that when I occasionally feel that "Lu Youyang" is similar to Fang Lu in a certain way, I feel my heart is gently touched.

Ling Han felt that he probably really forgot Fang Lu and fell in love with "Lu Youyang".It feels good, and there is a kind of joy that is suddenly relaxed.

Because for so many years, "Fang Lu" is just a dream, a phantom, which can be seen but not touched. He can only hide in a corner, watching, looking up and guarding from afar.Although he never felt tired, the feeling of wanting to be unattainable was really bad.

"Lu Youyang" is different, he exists in his real life, so vivid, as bright as a piece of sunshine, which can easily illuminate his heart.

Fang Lu who heard this answer: "..."

How do you describe this feeling?Somewhat strange.

Fang Lu has always been an unpretentious person, pride is pride, how boring is it to pretend to be calm when he is praised?Human, how can you strive for progress without any vanity?

Therefore, the matter of "being happy when you are praised" is nothing to him, and it will not affect his determination and pace to move forward.Therefore, according to his usual peeing behavior, he will definitely hahahaha first, and then wave his hands in a snarl: That's right, whoever is better if I am not good.

But now he can't do this, not to mention that he will expose himself as Fang Lu, and, most importantly, it will hit Ling Han's pitiful self-confidence and self-esteem.

He had no choice but to say: "Fang Lu...he's not all talented, he—"

"But when he was my age," Ling Han interrupted Fang Lu unceremoniously, and changed the kapok wood carving from his left hand to his right hand, "he was already nominated for the Kapok Award for Best Actor, although it's a pity that he didn't win Award, but being nominated is already great, and that year, he was less than 23 years old, and he was the youngest in history to nominate the Kapok Award for Best Actor."

"Two years later," Ling lifted his eyelids and looked at Fang Lu Han, motioning him to look at the wisteria and white orchids on his left palm, "that is, at the age of 25, he won the Wisteria Award for Best Actor in one fell swoop." Nominated for Best Actor in a Best Actor Award, becoming the youngest Bai Lanshidi in history."

He then held the kapok and continued to popularize science: "When he was under 28 years old, he won the kapok award for best actor, and since then he has established his No.1 position in the TV circle, 'the youngest double-viewing emperor in history' His title is unprecedented," At the end, he paused, and added, "He deserves it."

Fang Lu was dumbfounded, and really wanted to ask "Are you my die-hard fan?" However, his heart fluttered again, and he just wanted to yell: Damn, I am awesome!But I'm so awesome, let's get on my hips for a while!

Indeed, he was very happy when he received these awards, but he didn't list them one by one. Now that Ling Han reported them one by one, he felt unhappy that it was a lie.

Fang Lu tried his best to suppress the little pride in his heart, squatted down to keep level with Ling Han, put the three wood carvings in his hands back into his palm, pretended to smile easily, and finally survived with his 800 years of skill. Cooked a pot of chicken soup: "Brother Han, you are still young, why do you compare with... Cough, Fang Lu! People have to have dreams, otherwise what is the difference with salted fish? Look at me, I have no background and no background. A film appointment, but... Do you still remember what I told you when we filmed "Hot Search Talent" for the first time? I said, I am a man who is going to be a best actor. Like me, I don’t even have to shoot a scene You haven’t given up on treatment, you’re a visual film and television player, and you’re leaning against a big tree, what are you afraid of?”

He picked out the wisteria flower from the three small flowers—he didn’t know how he chose this one, probably because he remembered Ling Han’s first Weibo—put it in Ling Han’s palm, and smiled. He smiled: "What about us, let's set a small goal first, win the Wisteria Award for Best Male... don't care about any awards, anyway, how about getting a Wisteria xxx award?"

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