Cannon fodder is always forced to become a group favorite

I went out early in the morning, and it was almost noon when the recording was finished.

Dou Qin drove to the underground parking lot, Zhang Siqi was too redundant to stand beside Yunyou and Ling Xiaoxing, so he also went to the parking lot.

"Do you have any other plans for the afternoon?" Ling Xiaoxing turned his head and asked Yunyou.

Yunyou thought for a while, and said, "Siqi has made an appointment with a massage therapist, and I'll go for a massage today."

Ling Xiaoxing nodded: "A massage is also good, it can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis."

"What about you? What's the matter?" Yun You asked him.

"No, not even today."

"Then let's go to lunch first, I heard there is a good restaurant nearby." Yunyou suggested.

Ling Xiaoxing was a little hesitant, he looked around and said, "...that's fine."

"Why, you agreed so reluctantly?" Yun You teased, "It's really inconvenient and forget it."

He was just joking, but Ling Xiaoxing actually nodded his head: "Okay, then let's meet again next time we have a chance."

Yunyou's face was full of black question marks: "???"

I was just joking with you, are you serious?

Yun You was suddenly a little upset.

You said you were free, but I made an appointment with you, why didn't you come?

Yunyou opened his mouth to speak, when the car horn suddenly sounded, Dou Qin drove the car over, the window was down, the co-pilot was sitting Zhang Siqi, he waved at Yunyou and Ling Xiaoxing: "Brother Yunyou, Brother Ling, get in the car !"

Ling Xiaoxing opened the car door first, and invited Yunyou in, Yunyou's expression relaxed, but when he was waiting for Ling Xiaoxing to get in the car, Ling Xiaoxing said to Zhang Siqi, the co-pilot: "Get out of the car, let's change seats. "

Dou Qin & Zhang Siqi: "Huh??"

Dou Qin and Zhang Siqi reflexively went to look at Yunyou in the back seat, thinking that they were having a conflict, but when they looked over, they saw Yunyou in the same bewildered expression.

The atmosphere is suddenly a little weird.

"Hurry up." Ling Xiaoxing knocked on the passenger glass.

Zhang Siqi glanced at Yunyou and Ling Xiaoxing, at a loss, he unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

He exchanged places with Ling Xiaoxing, the car door closed with a bang, and the car started.

Yunyou and the others came by taxi, and Dou Qin sent them back. He steered the steering wheel, but his small eyes secretly looked at Yunyou in the rearview mirror, and asked, "Brother Yunyou, where are you going? Let me take you back. "

Yun You said expressionlessly, "Go back to the hotel."

"Ah - you want to go back to the hotel?" Zhang Siqi couldn't help protesting in a low voice, "It's rare to get together with Brother Ling, why don't we go to the restaurant for a meal? The revolving restaurant on the top floor of our hotel is said to be delicious."

Yunyou resolutely refused: "No."

Dou Qin laughed awkwardly, looked at the road ahead, but said to Ling Xiaoxing: "Brother Ling, are you bullying my brother Yunyou, huh? Hurry up and coax people."

Ling Xiaoxing turned his head to look at Yunyou in the back seat, slightly pressed his brows, and asked suspiciously, "Are you angry?"

Yunyou sneered inexplicably, "No."

Zhang Siqi thought in his heart that something was wrong: Once brother Yunyou showed this kind of laughter, it means he is unhappy.

Brother Ling, please don't say anything you shouldn't say!

Although he had never seen Yunyou angry, he didn't want to experience it.

Ling Xiaoxing's lips moved, just when Yunyou thought he was going to say something, Ling Xiaoxing finally didn't say anything.

He took out his mobile phone, glanced at the time displayed on it, and said, "Si Qi, where is your hotel?"

Zhang Siqi: ...Oops.

Sure enough, although Yunyou didn't express anything, Zhang Siqi could already tell from the line of his lips that Yunyou's anger had soared several levels.

Zhang Siqi decided to give Ling Xiaoxing a hint and give him a chance to survive, and asked, "Brother Xiaoxing, why don't you come and eat with us in the hotel?"

Dou Qin also quickly echoed: "Yes, yes."

It's a pity that Ling Xiaoxing has no desire to survive: "Forget it, Yunyou's waist is not good, let's go back to rest early, and don't bother."

Zhang Siqi no longer dared to look at Yunyou's expression.

Yunyou beside him let out a faint snort from his nasal cavity, propped his chin with his hand, turned his head to look out the window, out of sight and out of mind.

The air in the car now is very quiet and quiet, even quieter than Li Jing.

Zhang Siqi shrugged his shoulders and shut up silently; Dou Qin swallowed his saliva and drove silently.

At the entrance of the hotel, Yunyou and Zhang Siqi got out of the car, the windows rolled down, Ling Xiaoxing waved to them and said, "Goodbye."

Yun You paused every word: "Goodbye! See you!"

Dou Qin started the car slowly, he finally couldn't help it, and asked Ling Xiaoxing: "Brother, why did you talk like that just now, it made Brother Yunyou unhappy."

Holding his chin, Ling Xiaoxing watched Yunyou and the two of them go back to the hotel, entered the hotel lobby, stared at him intently, tracing Yunyou's back inch by inch, and said with a snort, "You think I want to?"

******

On the other side, Zhang Siqi also asked Yunyou tremblingly: "Brother Yunyou, are you angry?"

"I'm angry? What's wrong with me?" Instead of being unhappy, Yunyou said with a smile, "Come on, I'll invite you to the revolving restaurant on the roof for dinner."

Zhang Siqi, who was having a big meal from heaven, was not happy, but felt even more weird, "Then you..."

"If you talk nonsense, let's eat the northwest wind." Yun You said with a smile.

Zhang Siqi faltered immediately, shrugged his shoulders, and followed Yun You to the elevator.

The revolving restaurant on the top of the building has a good view, a vast expanse, with a panoramic view of ten thousand tall buildings, which makes Yunyou feel a little better, and let out a sigh of relief.

Zhang Siqi ran to serve ice cream balls, and when the food came, Yunyou's phone vibrated a few times, a new message came in, Yunyou glanced casually, and his mood was not so good.

[xx: Are you still angry? 】

The corner of Yunyou's mouth twitched, don't you know that I'm angry?

Holding the phone with both hands, typing quickly: [yy: I don't. 】

[xx: He also said no, he could hang an oil can with his mouth pouting. 】

[yy: You are talking nonsense! 】

I'm so cold, and my expression management is top-notch!

[xx: [picture]]

Yunyou clicked on the picture, and saw that Yunyou sitting in the back seat turned his head and looked out of the window with a displeased face, leaning his elbow on the side of the car window, resting his chin on his palm, bringing up a little bit of flesh on his cheek, puffing up look.The upper lip was pursed, while the lower lip was unconsciously raised slightly, revealing the tender flesh on the side of the lip.

...It's really poignant.

Yun You couldn't help touching his lips, suspecting that it was a fake mouth that had grown on his face.

How could he show such an expression! !

【xx: Do you think you can hang an oil can, huh? [Little Rabbit Slanting Eyes.jpg]]

[yy: Deleted! 】

Damn, this kind of dark history was actually captured!

[xx: No deletion, unless you promise me a request]

Yunyou snorted, knowing that he had no good intentions. [yy: What request? 】

[xx: Don't be angry about today's matter. 】

Yunyou's eyebrows twitched.

[yy: It's just... that simple? 】

[xx: I didn’t deliberately not have dinner with you today, but we have to keep a proper distance in public places, and we are still good brothers in private. 】

Yun You suddenly became upset again, and he quickly typed a line, "Why do we have to look at other people's faces when we are friends?"

When he was about to send out, Ling Xiaoxing sent a voice message first.

After Yunyou's thumb hovered over the send message box for a second, he moved his finger away, turned up the volume, clicked play, and placed it next to his ear.

The voice bar started to play, spreading out like a lying down wifi symbol, and then the voice of Ling Xiaoxing came out.

Ling Xiaoxing's voice was deep and mellow like a cello. When it fell into the ear and attached to the nerves, it seemed to cause a slight tremor and resonance.

"I don't want to subject you to criticism that you shouldn't have to," he said.

After a pause, there was a second of blankness, Ling Xiaoxing continued, "So, I hope you can be obedient, huh?"

The final nasal sound is picked up, as if with a drugged hook, it plucks Yunyou's heartstrings.

An electric current ran through Yunyou's limbs, and he immediately put down his phone and slapped it upside down on the table.

The sound was not small, and Zhang Siqi, who came back with an ice cream ball, was taken aback. The spoon he was biting in his mouth almost fell off, and he asked cautiously, "Brother... What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

Yun You covered his face with his palms, covering his nose, blocking the uncontrollable corners of his mouth and Zhang Siqi's peeping eyes.

"No, it's nothing." Yun You couldn't help but stuttered, and replied with wandering eyes.

Zhang Siqi looked at him suspiciously, and wanted to ask something more, when the waiter who served the food came over, so Zhang Siqi had to sit back in his seat.

The dishes came one after another, and Yunyou picked up the knife and fork, and cut the steak gracefully, his expression was not cloudy like before, but sunny, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, looking in a good mood.

Zhang Siqi tentatively asked: "Brother Yunyou, are you not angry?"

"Huh? Angry?" Yun You slowly cut the steak, "I'm not angry at all."

Zhang Siqi: "..."

On the day of June, Yunyou's face changed as soon as he said it.

After enjoying lunch, Yunyou went downstairs and returned to his room, waiting for the massage after the afternoon nap. After the massage, he memorized the script and resumed work tomorrow to continue filming.

While waiting for the massage therapist to come after a nap, there was a knock on the door of his room.

Yunyou opened the door of the room, and outside the door stood Qian Xuanlue, Feng Luofeng, and the massage master he had appointed—the enthusiastic canteen master of their crew, and it is said that it has been verified.

Yun You invited the three of them in, and asked in confusion, "Are you...?"

"Let's take a look at you." Carrying a box of supplements, Qian Xuanlue pushed the gold-rimmed glasses and smiled.

Yun You was flattered: "No need, it's not a big problem, I can continue filming tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? How is that possible? According to the way you twisted yesterday, it will definitely be bad for a week." The cafeteria... No, the massage master said seriously, "If you don't take care of it, you will suffer from the root cause of the disease in the future. "

"But I'm really good, I'm fine." Yun You said helplessly, when he was filming before, he didn't dare to tell if he was injured, because he would be scolded by the director, he had suffered many injuries, a mere sprain was nothing.

"I know you're in a hurry," Feng Luofeng said, "But it's useless to be in a hurry. You still have a long future, so don't work so hard. Don't worry, our crew has made arrangements, and the filming progress won't be delayed because of you."

Yun You was silent for a while, his eyes moved slightly, and then he said: "...Thank you director, thank you producer, thank you master."

"It's okay, it's okay, the body is the most important thing." The massage master cheerfully began to put out the things to be used for massage.

Yunyou was about to lie down when the phone rang again, it was Du Ruo calling.

Du Ruo said: "Yunyou, you sprained the crew recently and you have nothing to do?"

"Well, yes, what's the matter?"

"You go to Haicheng tomorrow, and there is a two-person live broadcast event between you and Ling Xiaoxing at the Dianjianglip brand."