Hello!What about the straight guy?

a shooting location

Arriving at the shooting location, it was a university classroom. Song Yuan wandered around casually for a few times, gradually calming down his irritable mood, and then frowned in displeasure: Does it take a long time for this Zheng Keyang to get a script? !

Just as he was about to go out, he found that Zheng Keyang had already walked in, followed by a person he didn't really want to see.

"This is the script, you will read it yourself later." Zheng Keyang put the script on the table, then turned and left.

Song Yuan waved his hand indifferently, and then sat down to watch carefully.

After a while, he felt something was wrong, looked at Zhong Liyan who hadn't left yet and frowned, "Why don't you leave?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, as expected the rumors are true, and his personality is very bad." Zhong Liyan sat not far from Song Yuan, and chuckled lightly.

"To each other." Song Yuan was referring to the matter in the car.

Zhong Liyan was not annoyed, but stretched out his hand and said, "Do you have a mobile phone?"

Song Yuan immediately said vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

"I want to call the assistant, but I don't have a mobile phone." Zhong Liyan continued to reach out helplessly.

Song Yuan took out the phone, glanced at the delicate palm outstretched, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally put it on.

Zhong Liyan immediately picked it up and fiddled with it a few times: "Password."

"1234." Song Yuan thought about changing his mobile phone next time.

"Password for the mentally handicapped." Zhong Liyan saw the veins on Song Yuan's forehead twitch a few times, and then started to make a call.

"Xiao Yuyu, I'm at the shooting location, where's your coffee..." Zhong Liyan said a few words, and then returned the phone to Song Yuan. Song Yuan took it, not knowing how he felt, and stuffed it into his pocket inside.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Xiao Yu brought over the coffee immediately, Zhong Liyan took the coffee in a good mood, and took a few sips with a smile on his face.

Xiao Yu glanced at Zheng Keyang outside the door, and finally asked, "Boss... do you want another cup of coffee?"

"Yes." Zhong Liyan took down the coffee, and then brought it to Song Yuan, "It's for you."

Song Yuan didn't have the habit of eating breakfast in the morning, so his stomach was empty. He looked at the coffee in front of him with some hesitation, and finally took it, saying in a low voice, "Thank you."

Although I am very disdainful of his experience, but thinking about the future, Zheng Keyang's words, let's get along first.

"You're welcome." Zhong Liyan put the coffee on the table with a smile, and then threw himself on Xiao Yu's body, "Xiao Yuyu, when the machine starts, can you go instead of me."

Xiao Yu took him over and put him aside: "Boss, then others will say that you are playing big cards."

"But there will be a smell of smoke..." Zhong Liyan likes clean and tidy things the most, so he rarely uses perfume.

Xiao Yu had no choice but to persuade her every time she turned on the machine, so she could only continue coaxing slowly.

With the script spread out in Song Yuan's hands, he began to regret his idea of ​​wanting to get along with Zhong Liyan just now.

"Boss, this is the script, please read it quickly." Seeing Song Yuan's dedication, Xiao Yu couldn't help but began to persuade her boss to work harder.

Zhong Liyan is very talented in acting, so he usually reads the script once, and doesn't need to care about what is there or what is missing.

"Okay, okay, I see." Zhong Liyan took the script, but did nothing.

"Okay, let's hurry up and prepare for the opening ceremony. After having a meal at noon, the filming will start in the afternoon. Hurry up." The director urged here.

Zhong Liyan and his party had no choice but to follow behind the director.

"The launching ceremony of "Lifetime" has begun!" With the director's voice, the play of "Lifetime" has officially started.

Zhong Liyan really didn't like the smell of cigarettes. After he inserted the cigarette into the incense burner, he walked aside alone and coughed non-stop.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu immediately brought mineral water from the theater manager to Zhong Liyan. Zhong Liyan drank a few sips: "I told you to come, but you must let me."

"Boss..." Xiao Yu looked at her boss with some distress.

Zhong Liyan gradually recovered, his face flushed slightly from coughing, and his whole body fell on Xiao Yu's body.

Zheng Keyang walked over slowly: "What's wrong?"

"No." Zhong Liyan turned around slowly, "You will tell the director later that I will come directly in the afternoon, and just eat."

"Well... Song Yuan doesn't go to dinner either. Do you want to come together? I happen to have a meeting." Zheng Keyang suggested.

Xiao Yu was a little confused: "This..." Although it was a proposal from a respected senior, what should I do if my little ancestor causes trouble?

"Okay." Zhong Liyan gave the answer in the next second.

And Song Yuan, who was communicating with the director next to him, didn't know anything about his noon schedule.

"What did you say?!" Song Yuan grabbed the script in his hand, as if he was about to fall on Zheng Keyang in the next second.

Zheng Keyang remained calm: "I just want you to take Zhong Liyan's nanny car later and have a good communication with them. I'm going back to the company at noon, and I've already made an agreement with the director and them."

"Say the hell, why should I go with them."

"You are partners for at least two months in the future, what's the matter with communicating? Also, didn't I arrange this before, and you didn't react so much, did you?"

"Do you know that he is a gossip complex, if I was photographed..." Song Yuan was very angry.

"That's someone else's private life." Zheng Keyang said firmly.

"...I see." Song Yuan adjusted his emotions, "I will communicate well, you go back to the company."

Zheng Keyang glanced at Song Yuan with some satisfaction, then turned around and got into the nanny car, and ordered the driver to drive, leaving Song Yuan alone.

Zhong Liyan walked over in a timely manner: "I'm all gone, and I haven't got in the car yet."

Song Yuan glanced at him, then sat in Zhong Liyan's car without saying a word.

Zhong Liyan's nanny car

Xiao Yu looked at Song Yuan who was sitting next to Zhong Liyan, thinking about whether he should sit in the co-pilot.

"Xiao Yuyu, where should we go for dinner?" Zhong Liyan asked.

Xiao Yu came back to his senses: "Well, go home. Don't eat outside food casually, it's unhygienic, and your health is not very good." He began to answer according to his usual habits, and instantly forgot that there was one more person today.

"Then... Song Yuan, do you want to go to my house?" Zhong Liyan blinked and looked at Song Yuan next to him.

Song Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"Go to my house for a meal and discuss the plot by the way."

"..." Song Yuan was silent for a while, then nodded.

Zhong Liyan smiled, then raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid of me?"

"..."

Lao Li's driving skills are very stable, so he soon arrived at Zhong Liyan's apartment, Song Yuan followed them out of the car, Song Yuan looked at him strangely, and asked for the first time: "Why don't you buy a villa, an apartment? privacy is not good.” Shouldn’t this be common sense?

"Thank you for your concern." Zhong Liyan watched Xiao Yu open the door, and replied casually, "But my family is poor and can't afford it."

"..." Even if Song Yuan was beaten to death, he would not believe that a celebrity with such a high social status would say that he was poor.

"Come in." After Zhong Liyan finished speaking, he pointed to the biggest sofa in the living room and said, "Except for this place, you can't sit on it. Feel free to do anything else."

"Thank you." Song Yuan's personal cultivation is still good.

"Blankets are also fine." Zhong Liyan added another sentence in a desperate manner.

Song Yuan suddenly felt that he wanted to hit someone again, but he still slowly sat on the sofa next to him.

Xiao Yu saw that the atmosphere was a little stiff, but his assistant didn't know what to do, so he rubbed his hands together: "Um...boss, Mr. Song, I'll cook first, you can talk about the script."

Zhong Liyan rushed to the sofa he was thinking of, and then rubbed his hands: "Good idea."

Song Yuan looked at him as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second, and couldn't help thinking: Is this really a person who won the actor? !

Zhong Liyan sensed Song Yuan's eyes, and immediately cast a wink over him: "Xiaoyuan, do you have any questions you want to ask me, senior?"

Song Yuan was disgusted by his title: "Don't call me that."

"Xiaoyuan, I'm your senior after all. Even though you didn't come to the rookie party, it doesn't mean that I don't have the heart to teach you..." Zhong Liyan was in a good mood and kept talking.

Song Yuan frowned, and immediately interrupted him: "Okay, let's discuss the roles!"

Zhong Liyan: "Okay." After speaking, he sat up slowly and read the script with his hands.

"Oh, we still have a classroom play, this screenwriter is so cute..." Zhong Liyan screamed suddenly.

"It's just a kiss scene, you can borrow a seat." Song Yuan poured cold water on it.

"Tsk tsk, I don't need to borrow a seat." Zhong Liyan smiled, then stood up and sat next to Song Yuan.

Although a certain distance was maintained between the two of them, Song Yuan still took a step away: "Then it's better for us to keep our distance."

"Why?" Zhong Liyan moved closer, his eyes widened.

Song Yuan coughed, and turned his face stiffly: "Your reputation is not very good, I hope it is better for us to keep a distance, but apart from this, I hope we can have a good cooperative relationship."

Zhong Liyan raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pulled Song Yuan's tie: "What? Are you afraid of being molested by me?"

Song Yuan didn't answer, but leaned back slightly, while Zhong Liyan leaned forward as if wanting an answer, smiling brightly at him like a flower.

At this time Xiao Yu came out suddenly, seeing this scene, she was startled: "Old boss..."

Zhong Liyan turned around, looked at Song Yuan with some regret, and then sat on the sofa: "We are discussing the plot, this is a rehearsal."

Xiao Yu glanced at Song Yuan, who had a bad face, and then smiled apologetically: "Mr. Song, the boss may be used to following his whims, so please forgive me."

Song Yuan waved his hand. The moment he chatted with Zheng Keyang, he knew that this matter was very difficult.

Xiao Yu had no choice but to pass the water in his hand to Zhong Liyan: "Boss, you drank the honey water, you just inhaled the smoke, protect your throat."

Zhong Liyan was always very obedient in protecting himself, he took a few sips slowly, and touched Xiao Yu's little face in satisfaction.

Song Yuan saw this: "Isn't it? Are you glass?"

Without waiting for Zhong Liyan to answer, Xiao Yu immediately said: "Boss is really not in good health, so you have to take care of yourself..."

"Okay, there's no need to explain, I'm going to start working with Xiaoyuan, you cook, I'll give you a raise~" Zhong Liyan interrupted them, looking serious.

Xiao Yu nodded and left immediately.

"Okay, just kidding, we can start." Zhong Liyan seemed to have really started working, lying on the table and not knowing what was written.

"By the way, have you carefully considered this ruffian's personality?" Zhong Liyan asked without turning his head.

Song Yuan twitched his eyebrows, looked at Zhong Liyan's back, and finally sat on the blanket in front of the table: "Aloof and arrogant, you always try everything you can to get what you want?"

Zhong Liyan immediately became interested, and he deliberately gave up a seat to make Song Yuan sit more comfortably: "Well, but what you have to pay attention to is that this is just his personality traits in the early stage. In the later stage, when he likes me, cough Cough, no, after falling in love with that teacher, it is different when seriously establishing this relationship."

"Oh?"