The CP I was drinking was torn apart by me

As expected, Duan Nanyang received an email from Director Ding Yue the next day after returning home. He was eliminated, but it seems that the roles of the male lead and the second male have not been settled in the end.

Lin Chiyu opened the door and walked into the house. He saw Duan Nanyang who was sitting cross-legged on the bed wearing big pants and holding a computer. He frowned slightly. He was still not quite used to the design of putting the bed in front of the French windows in the living room.

"Yo, I'm back." Duan Nanyang picked up a piece of potato chips and threw it into his mouth, staring at the computer screen without raising his head.

"En." Lin Chiyu bent down and put the leather shoes on the shoe rack.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Duan Nanyang looked up at Lin Chiyu who looked tired.

Lin Chiyu shook his head, and walked to Duan Nanyang, "What are you looking at? So fascinated." After nearly a month of getting along, the two got to know each other a lot.

"Novel, "Southern Wind Like Jade", tsk tsk, this plot may not be bloody, but it is quite attractive." Duan Nanyang patted the potato chip crumbs on his hands.

Lin Chiyu heard the title of the book sound familiar, and thought for a while, "I know this book, and I have come to look for it before, but I refused."

Duan Nanyang raised his head abruptly, and looked at Lin Chiyu in surprise, "So...you are the director's favorite Mu Qifeng." I can't blame the director for not inviting anyone. Ding Yue is not famous, just a small director, It was the first time to film a drama by himself, and it was an adaptation of a novel. As the best actor, Lin Chiyu would definitely not accept it.

"Well, I've watched the plot, it's very interesting, I want to take a break after a while, and I don't want to shoot anymore." Lin Chiyu replied lightly.

Duan Nanyang was constantly dumbfounded, different, really different, the role that he had sharpened his head and didn't snatch, if he said no, he didn't want it.

"Comparing people to people, it's so maddening!" Duan Nanyang lay back cross-legged, spread his hands flat, and began to pretend to be dead.

Lin Chiyu glanced at him, ignored him, got up and walked to the kitchen.

"Huh? Why are you going?" Seeing that Lin Chiyu ignored him, Duan Nanyang got up and chased him.

Lin Chiyu was pouring the cracked eggs into a bowl for "cooking."

"You can cook?" After living together for nearly a month, Duan Nanyang has not discovered that Lin Chiyu still has cooking skills, but Lin Chiyu is usually too busy to touch the ground, so it's normal if he didn't find out.

"Do you eat green onions?" Lin Chiyu didn't answer Duan Nanyang's question.

"Don't eat."

"Where's the cilantro?"

"More!"

"It's pretty extreme."

Duan Nanyang felt that he was laughing at him, but there was no evidence.

After a while, two bowls of hot noodles were ready. Duan Nanyang rubbed his hands, eager to try.

"Si Liu~" Duan Nanyang took a big mouthful, and he did not disappoint, it was delicious, and he didn't know how this man cooked a bowl of noodles so delicious, he sighed again in his heart: people are better than others Die, shop around and throw away.

"Eat slowly." Looking at Duan Nanyang who was devouring, Lin Chiyu actually felt a long-lost sense of accomplishment, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

After eating the noodles, Duan Nanyang collapsed on the sofa, his stomach stretched out motionless, "I'm so full..."

Lin Chiyu looked at Duan Nanyang who couldn't move, and shook his head helplessly. He thought that the overcooked noodles might be wasted, but he didn't expect Duan Nanyang to eat them all.

Originally, Duan Nanyang was going to wash the dishes, but he was chased away by Lin Chiyu. He was afraid that he would spit in the sink while washing.

"Why do you want to interview Mu Qifeng?" After washing the dishes, Lin Chiyu asked while sitting on the sofa next to Duan Nanyang, looking at the script on the coffee table.

"I think the protagonist is more handsome." Duan Nanyang flipped through his phone with one hand and rubbed his belly with the other, looking like an old man in the community basking in the sun on a rocking chair.

"I thought you would give Shen Moyu a try." He took out a piece of paper, wiped his wet hands, and tidied up the tea table by the way.

"Why do you think so?" Duan Nanyang was stunned, remembering that little girl Xiao Ning said the same thing last time, and if he was hinted like this, he really wanted to try the role of Shen Moyu.

"Your character and how you feel." Lin Chiyu felt that Duan Nanyang was eliminated not because of his poor acting skills, but because of his feelings for the director, which caused the director to be confused. When the director recovered, he might contact Duan Nanyang , Now let me mention my little fans.

"I want to try what you said, but the second male lead has been tentatively decided." Although Duan Nanyang sometimes dislikes Lin Chiyu, but he is the actor after all, and he still knows more than him.

"It's just tentative." After speaking, Lin Chiyu went back to the room to wash up.

Duan Nanyang reached out to pick up the script, looked at Shen Moyu's plot, and felt that it was indeed not bad, but it was not up to him. He rubbed his hair irritably, and went into the bathroom again.

Early the next morning, Duan Nanyang was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone, and it was Ding Yue who called.

"Hello, Director Ding." Duan Nanyang's voice was still hoarse after being woken up.

"Nanyang, are you willing to play Shen Moyu?" It's not about trying, but acting, which means that if Duan Nanyang agrees, then the role will be completely settled.

Duan Nanyang woke up instantly, and sat up from the bed, "Is that okay?" He was so excited that his voice was trembling, this was a rare opportunity.

"Are you agreeing?" Ding Yue wanted to make sure again. She thought that Duan Nanyang would alienate her because she had eliminated Duan Nanyang before.

For the past two days, Ding Yue has been unable to figure out why Duan Nanyang's acting skills are so good but she doesn't want him to play Mu Qifeng. It wasn't until she watched the audition video repeatedly last night that she realized that Duan Nanyang is better than Mu Qifeng. He is more like Shen Moyu.

"Of course!" Duan Nanyang shouted excitedly, but thinking of Lin Chiyu who was still sleeping next door, he suppressed his excitement, "Do I still need to audition?"

Ding Yue told him that he didn't need to audition, and that he would send the complete script to Duan Nanyang's mailbox tonight, but so far the male lead hadn't been decided yet, and he had to wait until the male lead was decided before the filming could start. As for the signing of the contract, Ding Yue Said that she would contact Wen Jing directly in a while.

Although Duan Nanyang tried his best to suppress his voice, Lin Chiyu actually woke up when the phone rang. On the one hand, it was because of the influence of Lin Chiyu's biological clock, and on the other hand, the ringtone of Duan Nanyang's black cat sergeant was really... too exciting up.

When Lin Chiyu walked out of the room, what he saw was Duan Nanyang tossing and turning excitedly on the bed wearing big underpants and hugging the quilt.

Seeing Lin Chiyu coming out, Duan Nanyang immediately sat up, "I've been chosen as the male second!"

Lin Chiyu had already heard them calling, but still smiled, "Congratulations."

"Sure enough! The author is my own mother!" Lin Chiyu was taken aback by Duan Nanyang's rambling words, but he didn't think much about it. After all, he was indirect and had frequent convulsions.

In the following morning, Lin Chiyu heard Duan Nanyang make countless calls, and the content of the call was only one: he was selected as the male number two.In fact, Lin Chiyu understood Duan Nanyang's current mood. After all, the actor was not born to be an actor, and Lin Chiyu's role back then was also spelled out by himself.

"It's time to eat." While Duan Nanyang was immersed in his excited world, Lin Chiyu had already prepared lunch, and if nothing happened, he could rest for the next two months.

"It smells so good! Don't talk anymore, I'll treat you to dinner in two days!" The smell of the food lured Duan Nanyang to hang up the phone and ran to the dining table.

Looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, Duan Nanyang's eyes almost flashed with laser light, "Brother, do you know that if you are a woman, I will definitely chase you." While talking, Duan Nanyang stuck out his tongue and licked it. lips.

Lin Chiyu was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why, he knew it was a joke, but his heart still felt like he was poked by something, crispy.

He put the bowl of rice in front of Duan Nanyang, supported it with his hands on the table, bent down slightly, and stopped only two fists away from Duan Nanyang's face, "Unfortunately, I'm a man, How to do it?"

Duan Nanyang didn't expect Lin Chiyu to approach him suddenly, and the hot air from speaking hit his face so close, Duan Nanyang couldn't help swallowing, shameless!Revenge!Also seduce!

"Oh." Lin Chiyu chuckled, straightened up, "You can't catch up with a woman." After messing up Duan Nanyang's mood, Lin Chiyu felt much more comfortable.

"You're so sorry." Duan Nanyang expressed his shame at Lin Chiyu's revenge.

"Huh? What did you say? You don't want to eat?" Lin Chiyu pretended not to hear clearly, and made a gesture to remove Duan Nanyang's bowl.

Duan Nanyang hugged his own bowl, "It means you are handsome again." Cannibalism has a short mouth, which is vividly reflected.

"Oh, it would be great if you played Mu Qifeng." Duan Nanyang poked his rice and said suddenly. In fact, he really wanted to act with Lin Chiyu. He was an actor anyway, and no actor would not want to play against the actor.

Lin Chiyu's hand holding Caicai paused, "Want to act with me?" Sure enough, he was still his little fan, Lin Chiyu's mouth was raised without a trace, and his eyes were slightly bent.

"Of course, who wouldn't want to play against the actor." After Duan Nanyang finished speaking, he stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

"You usually live with me, just tell me what you want to learn, and I'll teach you." Lin Chiyu became interested, put down his chopsticks, and couldn't help but look at Duan Nanyang's lips that moved because of chewing , he remembered this small mouth, very soft.

Lin Chiyu, who suddenly realized what he was thinking, quickly shook his head and drove away the inexplicable thoughts in his mind.

"That's different! A real show is definitely different from a private show, and the effect on the screen is different from that of a private show." Duan Nanyang took another bite of food and put it in his mouth. I love the dishes made by Lin Chiyu, how can they be so delicious!

"That's it." Lin Chiyu didn't say anything more.

After the meal this time, Duan Nanyang insisted on doing the dishes. After all, it's not good to let others do the cooking and washing the dishes. Lin Chiyu didn't argue with him, and went back to his room.

After washing the dishes, Duan Nanyang went back to bed, turned on the computer and logged into the Weibo account.

【1L: Today is also a day without food...】

【2L: My wife doesn't produce food, so it's okay to push a dung ball...】

[3L: Upstairs, I suspect that you called Tao Zi a dung beetle, and the evidence is sufficient! 】

……

Duan Nanyang typed a few times on the keyboard and sent it.

[Taozhuo in the South: I've been too busy recently, so I'll give you a burst of food after I finish my work! 】

Duan Nanyang thought, doesn't he just like the pond cp, one of the protagonists lives in his house, so he is afraid that he won't be able to produce food?

When I looked at Weibo again, there were already more than 1000 comments on Weibo, most of which were comments that made him say what he said. After reading it for a while, he became sleepy. After all, he got up too early today, so he put down the computer and lay on the bed. Fell asleep.

[The author has something to say]: Look!It's my mother~