Heartthrob, he is in Shura field every day [Transmigration Book]

#大侠的daily Yazhai Life# The short film was broadcast, and Zhuang Li's cp banner was raised higher and higher, fluttering in the wind, extremely arrogant.

As one of them, Kang Menghui feels that she now has something to look forward to in her daily life. The short film has been aired for three episodes, and she feels that she has fully understood the routines of the director and screenwriter.

However, knowing that there are sets of mountains, I prefer to walk in sets of mountains.

After finishing #大侠的dailypress village life#, she jumped up and down in the room like a squirrel, accidentally made a big noise, and was scolded by her mother through the door.

Kang Menghui didn't care at all, holding his mobile phone while giggling, he was worried, whether the two of them are so good at making sugar by cooking, will he get diabetes.

Just when she thought that the protagonists of this short film would always be Zhuang Huanyu and Li Dong, this guy from Entertainment Le Fun updated Weibo again.

Kang Menghui thought that at most it was a photo of their crew, or they were giving them candy again, so he went to see it happily.

Entertainment Le Fun only posted a set of pictures, with a dog head on the title.

Kang Menghui clicked on it, and the smile on her mouth gradually disappeared. After reading the comments, it turned out that she was not the only sister who was confused.

——Who is this?Why winter with me?Where is Zhuangzhuang going? !

——This is Yu Ying, Jimei, calm and calm, Yu Ying writes novels, at most she is a screenwriter, it is unlikely that she will play in person... right?

--ah!No!Is this going to change cp? After so many days, I finally gave up Chundong and entered Zhuangli. Now why is it changed to Yuying again? The director and screenwriter want shit, right?

——Just kidding me, does Yuying know how to act? Even if it's just a short film, there's no need to invite a zombie face.

——Yu Ying? !I can! !High-cold, arrogant, coquettish, soft and easy to overthrow the great screenwriter x lively, cute, salty, sweet, hard-bodied little actor, I can still suck for 100 years!

——Upstairs, don’t you think there’s something wrong with your cp? Is there an adjective written backwards...

——No (￣▼￣)

——Then you are too scary!This is a cult!

Kang Menghui saw that the comments have been crooked to #凯喜标的那教可以让烧烧注意我##重那教时候怎么做幻而话遇到了，招她被身价#

Kang Menghui typed on the keyboard with a resentful expression, Zhuang Li is the main palace! !Come on, sisters!

Feeling ups and downs, Kang Menghui was a little sleepy after posting the comment, leaning against the head of the bed with his pillow in his arms, eyes half-closed, counting the time until twelve o'clock at noon.

If she hadn't been looking forward to it, she would be going to bed now. She didn't go to bed until six o'clock last night. She was looking forward to it, but she was quite energetic. Looking at it now, it might not be Mr. Zhuang and Dongdong playing together...

Kang Menghui wanted to sleep a million times.

Before she fell asleep completely, she finally waited until the short film was broadcast on time.

Today's topic is #和拍枪骑士的 Various Postures#, with such a tempting title, Kang Menghui could stand up on the spot an hour ago, but now that one of the protagonists is replaced by Yuying, Kang Menghui feels a little bit shriveled .

Resentfully clicking on the video, a bed first appeared in the screen, a silver chain as thick as a little finger, hanging down along the white soft bed sheet.

Looking up the camera, you can roughly see a person lying on the bed. The camera is a little blurry, and you can only vaguely distinguish that this person is wearing a pair of bright yellow pajamas and shorts. The child became lower again.

Two long, well-proportioned legs came into view, and Kang Menghui sat up in shock as he was dying.

Ahhh, this is my Dongdong's leg!There is a mole on the left knee, sweet and lustful, screenshot! !

The style of today's short film is different from the previous ones, but Kang Menghui adapted well. For the sake of Dongdong's beautiful legs, I forgive the director and screenwriter who changed the protagonist without authorization.

The camera became clear, but it was facing the door, and the sound of footsteps gradually approached. Kang Menghui didn't know why, but he was so nervous that he grabbed the seam of his trousers and couldn't help holding his breath.

The door was pushed open, and the kidnapper played by Zhuang Huanyu came in with a soup of red dates, tremella and lotus seeds, and said to Li Dong, who had one hand locked by a silver chain:

"Come on, have a meal."

Kang Menghui: "...Pfft!" CP is still Teacher Zhuang!She is OK again!Although this dialect-speaking teacher Zhuang is a bit strange, but with your beauty, who cares which accent you speak.

She opened the barrage, all of them were "hahahaha", and the screen was full of floating #你已经不是前前的庄了了##这个破点实力core#

In order to appreciate the beauty and love of the two, Kang Menghui turned off the barrage and looked happy.

Su Wei, who was on the way here, sneered, turned off the phone, and threw it aside, out of sight and out of mind.

The agent who was sitting in the co-pilot didn't turn his head to ask him: "What are you doing? Who messed with you again, you're acting weird."

Su Wei sullenly said, "I want you to take care of it."

The manager took out his mobile phone and made a gesture to make a call. Su Wei snorted, "I just laughed when I saw some people being too arrogant. There's no need to call my mother."

The agent took back the phone: "No, I didn't want to call your mother." He said earnestly:

"Let's stay on the front line, see you in the future."

Su Wei frowned, "You think too much."

Manager: "Do you want to find a mirror to look at your face?" After speaking, he took the initiative to take out a small mirror the size of a palm from his bag.

Reluctantly, Su Wei came over to take a look, and saw the stepmother's face of the vicious queen who was about to poison Snow White.

Su Wei: "..."

The agent took back the mirror, "You know it, no matter how upset you are, put your face away, you were originally fierce, but now, if you go to that train station, you will be taken to the police station by your face." Let’s talk about mental health education.”

Su Wei closed her eyes, out of sight and out of mind.

After thinking about it, he turned on his phone to read the comments. After scrolling through more than 1000 comments, he found one saying that the little sword spirit in Ling Tian's drama was about to die.

Su Wei's heart moved, and she said to her agent: "Don't you want to promote it? I have a way."

The manager felt something was wrong, moved his butt vigilantly, and asked, "Don't try to come up with random ideas, do you still remember the time when you bought a troop of water on your own and got splashed with dirty water?"

Su Wei: "Don't worry, I'll let you buy it this time."

He talked about his thoughts, the agent thought it was not good at first, but after thinking about it, he found that it might not be too bad, anyway, he will be in a program group later, so it's okay to get together and promote it in advance.

Still, the manager warned him, "Don't do anything else, you hear."

Su Wei pulled down her hat to cover her face, and smiled silently.

They arrived at the recording location of the program group at one or two o'clock in the afternoon. Each group was checking the equipment and scene layout. Su Wei greeted the director and went to the crew next door.

Just as Li Dong finished reciting his lines, he felt thirsty, and someone next to him handed him a glass of water.

Thinking it was Zhuang Huanyu, Li Dongjing came over directly, took a sip and said, "Didn't you say I can drink milk tea today?"

"You're not afraid of being fat."

Li Dong turned his head sharply, and saw Su Wei's face that deserved a beating, "Why are you? You are the one who wants to be fat, and I can't get fat. If you don't accept it, go jump into the sea."

Su Wei sat on the stool next to him, before he could speak, Li Dong pushed him in disgust.

"Find a stool to sit on by yourself, this is Zhuang Huanyu's place."

Su Wei snorted, "Are you elementary school students? Return his place? Is his name written on it?"

Li Dong pushed his legs away expressionlessly, pointed to the middle part of the stool legs, "I wrote it, are you blind?"

In order to increase the authenticity, Li Dong pointed to his stool again, "I wrote it too, each of us has our own stool."

Su Wei: "I finally came to see you, and you won't even let me sit on a stool?"

Li Dong: "Go find a new stool, this stool belongs to Zhuang Huanyu."

Su Wei scratched the name on the stool leg with her nails: "I just want to sit on this one."

"He wants to sit, let him sit, I'll be fine if I stand for a while." Zhuang Huanyu stood aside holding the milk tea, his sharp eyes passed by Su Wei, and lightly landed on Li Dong.

Inexplicably feeling that Zhuang Huanyu was being bullied, Li Dong simply stood up and comforted him: "It's okay, let's sit on the bench over there." After speaking, he gave Su Weiyi a stare, and pushed Zhuang Huanyu to go there.

Su Wei watched the two walk away without saying a single extra word.

The two sat down, Zhuang Huanyu watched his cheeks bulge from drinking milk tea, rubbed his fingers, couldn't help but stepped forward to squeeze them, but Li Dong just gave him a strange look.

Zhuang Huanyu: "Why are you with Su Wei?"

Li Dong sucked the jelly inside: "I don't know, maybe he just walked around and came here?"

Zhuang Huanyu: "The program team is not far from us, he should be the guest of the next episode." He fixedly looked at Li Dong, Li Dong noticed it and touched his face.

"what happened?"

Zhuang Huanyu raised his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, then put it in his mouth and sucked it lightly. Under Li Dong's red expression, he smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's very sweet."

Li Dong kicked him with his leg under the table, he was dressed coolly in summer, but someone grabbed his ankle, Li Dong couldn't break free, gave up struggling, and immersed himself in milk tea.

In the afternoon, Li Dong Xianyu, who finished filming another episode, was lying on the cool chair. When he checked Weibo, he saw a trending search.

#Will the sword spirit die in the end#

This topic is a bit familiar, Li Dong clicked on it, and found that it was the only TV series he and Su acted in, and it turned out that it had been broadcast to the place where Sword Spirit was about to die, Li Dong bit a lollipop, watching the wailing in the comment area , They are all asking the screenwriter to be an individual.

Li Dong chewed the candy into pieces, and lamented that the fans were so sincere, so it turned out that his acting was really not bad.

I couldn't bear to tell them that the sword spirit was still offering sacrifices to the sky.

Li Dong looked at it with the mentality of eating melons, but found nothing special, and was about to find another melon to eat, when he suddenly saw a comment.

—— Jimei, my spirit sword banner will never fall!Go!If you want to see the fanfic, please click the link!

Spirit sword?What's this?Li Dong has been on Weibo for so long, and immediately realized that it might be a cult. Curiosity prevailed, and Li Dong clicked on the link to read the article.

Let me talk about it here. Generally speaking, the plot of this kind of fanfic is by no means the main thing. It is more about sprinkling sugar for the master. During the period, various plays and factors converge into a fragrant little yellow mosquito. .

So when Li Dong saw the middle, he became the face of a subway grandfather looking at his phone.

Suddenly a voice came from behind, "What are you looking at?"

Li Dong was so frightened that his hands trembled and he almost dropped the phone.

Zhuang Huanyu stood on top of his head, his eyesight of 5.2 was facing this "rich" article.

作者有话要说：今天的我，决定改名叫，心机梗！感谢在2020-06-0700:41:29~2020-06-1012:19:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: W Changgong does not sleep one every day;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!