The business partner is not right

The show has already started to be recorded, which is more embarrassing.

Covering your mouth is useless.

"I am back."

Lu Nanqiao was sure and certain that he knocked on the door just now without thinking, and he just blurted out.

But Duan Lefeng probably didn't bring such a good thing as a brain with him.

The two people who haven't got together and sighed for a long time, you look at me and I look at you, want to squat in the corner again cos melancholic mushrooms that have nothing to do with themselves.

"What should I do?" The recording was all done, there was no turning back, Lu Nanqiao blinked, and asked Duan Lefeng for advice, "How to do it?"

Duan Lefeng reached out to open the door, grabbed Lu Nanqiao's collar, and carried them out together, leaving the ubiquitous shooting robot, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"It's not round anymore." Duan Lefeng said.

It must be because the two of them were too confused before and couldn't adjust to a good state for recording the show at all.

"It's been a long time, so you're back?" Lu Nanqiao asked.

"Sounds like separation and reunion, weird." Duan Lefeng questioned reasonably.

"Go downstairs to help take out the trash, so you're back?"

"Will I let the guests take out the trash? And you bring your luggage when you take out the trash?"

Lu Nanqiao: "..."

He was impatient.

"It's perfect." He picked up the brain that had run away from home for a short time, and asserted, "When the time comes, say that your home environment is so good and you feel at home."

Duan Lefeng: "..."

God damn is at home.

Lu Nanqiao gradually realized that as long as he gets close to Duan Lefeng, he is not afraid that he will not be able to force out his hidden affinity.

People speak more and more smoothly.

"Don't deceive yourself, just pretend nothing happened." Duan Lefeng pushed open the half-hidden door, "Just cut that part out when the time comes."

Lu Nanqiao stepped into the door step by step and caught sight of the camera.

"This thing..." Lu Nanqiao stared at the little robot thoughtfully, "Can it be disassembled?"

The smart camera took several steps back.

The can was broken in half, and it wasn't enough to break the can. Lu Nanqiao regretted that he didn't participate in the acting training. Now he can only try his best to ensure the "home away from home" state he should have.

"It's just in time, I just made breakfast, let's eat together." After Duan Lefeng recited the script, he handed the breakfast plate to Lu Nanqiao.

be a fart.

Lu Nanqiao looked down at the plate in front of him, it was the takeaway they just ordered in the morning.Duan Lefeng took a small video camera and frantically posed for breakfast, while Lu Nanqiao poked the sandwich on the plate with a fork——

want to laugh.

Very reluctant business.

Duan Lefeng caught a glimpse of the unconcealable smile at the corner of his mouth, avoided the camera, tapped Lu Nanqiao's finger with the fork in his hand and threatened: "Cooperate, Qiaoqiao."

Lu Nanqiao stopped laughing. As a guest, he performed the whole process very cooperatively, doing whatever he was asked to do, without any objections.

After the breakfast segment, it's time for another show.

"Help me get the hanger." The boring daily recording continued, and Duan Lefeng took out the clothes from the washing machine to dry.

"Huh?" Lu Nanqiao, who was poking Yuyu furiously without waiting for a reply, raised his head, "Oh."

He just used the hanger last night, and it was in the closet of Duan Lefeng's bedroom. The bedding and pillows on the bed were neatly arranged. After all, no one slept in the bed last night. He opened the closet with the memory of last night, and took out the hanger to Duan. The Leaf handed it over.

"Give you."

As soon as these words came out, the two of them were stunned again, and Lu Nanqiao couldn't help covering his mouth again.

Duan Lefeng shook his head at him, Lu Nanqiao understood, and silently recited "Home away from home" three times, and recovered his normal expression within three seconds.

The morning was still long, since Lu Nanqiao came here yesterday, he entered Duan Lefeng's study as a guest for the first time, and saw the photos scattered on the bookshelf.

"This was when I was 20 years old." Duan Lefeng saw him curiously, "I formed a dance troupe with people from school, and I was the lead dancer. It was at that time that I became interested in boy troupes and wanted to try it out when I returned to China."

That's right, Lu Nanqiao thought to himself, someone who is very talented in movements is very happy in these activities.

The photos are scattered everywhere on the bookshelf, but it doesn't make people feel messy. On the contrary, there is a sense of surprise of looking for memories.

"You had an ice cube face when you were a child." Lu Nanqiao pulled out a photo.

Duan Lefeng in the photo is about ten years old, sitting on the sand beside a certain water park. He is still so young, and he has a vaguely handsome outline in the future. Not far away is Xiang Yiyang, who seems to be only a few years old, dragging The little yellow duck was in the swimming circle, crying loudly, and the person chasing after him to comfort him was Xiang Xinxuan, a well-known producer in the circle.

The photo should have been taken by Duan Lefeng's mother.

"Didn't you when you were a child?"

"I'm really not." Lu Nanqiao said, "I was pretty cute when I was young."

At the top of the bookshelf, Lu Nanqiao found a photo of their stage a while ago. The performance had just ended, and the seven people in the same group were frozen in the final dance movement. The photographer pressed the shutter, and the photo can be seen everywhere on Weibo. Unexpectedly, Duan Lefeng printed a separate copy and put it in the cabinet for collection.

Lu Nanqiao bit the corner of his lower lip calmly, as if he suddenly missed the days when he practiced dancing and singing with Duan Lefeng.

The tacit understanding and trust during that period of time, the degree of cooperation that was sweated out of many late nights, is this the end?

Although it's a temporary team, so much trust that it's not even a joke, but he seems a little unwilling.

The company's messy group, because the team member's contract expires and is about to be disbanded, he seems to have nothing to do except sing.

"Why are you in a daze?" Duan Lefeng stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, "It's so beautiful."

"No..." Lu Nanqiao just missed the stage at that time.

A morning full of loopholes finally passed, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly sent messages to each other during the shooting break.

[South Bridge]: I can't continue acting.

[Gu Yu]: It's so hypocritical.

[Nanqiao]: My neck hurts, I am too tired from recording variety shows.

[Gu Yu]: I have to say this, Qiaoqiao, your neck pain has nothing to do with the recording of variety shows, you rolled off the sofa last night and fell.

"Lu Nanqiao." Duan Lefeng said to the camera, "Let's make dumplings for lunch."

"Okay, okay." Lu Nanqiao's face was full of joy, "I haven't eaten dumplings for a long time, and I still miss the process of making dumplings, I miss it very much."

[South Bridge]: A ball.

[Nanqiao]: I can't.

[Gu Yu]: Stop talking, I won't either.Dejected.jpg, the script asks us to make dumplings, what can we do?

[Gu Yu]: But don't worry, there are quick-frozen ones in the refrigerator, and when the time comes, the dumplings will be ready once the camera is cut.

[South Bridge]: ...

How to do business according to the script is so exhausting. It's not as comfortable as when the two of them were blindly doing business.

[Nanqiao]: Stop swiping your phone and record the show, do you want to be scolded to death by barrage.

[Gu Yu]: Aren't I sharing information with you?

I don't know who wrote the script, but they wanted to come here because they didn't know how to do it. Lu Nanqiao wiped the flour all over his face, Duan Lefeng turned around and laughed mercilessly.

Lu Nanqiao was so vicious, he slapped Duan Lefeng's face, the two of them liked to make such a fuss in the dormitory, and they were even more unrestrained at home, the dumplings were all crooked, and the flour was everywhere Both are.

"Later, he said he could cut it." Duan Lefeng put the quick-frozen dumplings into the pot.

Staring at the shapeless dough on the table, Lu Nanqiao suddenly sympathized with the later stage of the show.

[South Bridge]: Vomit.

[Gu Yu]: Don't vomit, there is no script this afternoon, let me take you to have a good time.

The appointment in the afternoon came, and according to the original plan, Lu Nanqiao was dragged by Duan Lefeng all the way to the gymnasium, and changed into a snow-white Taoist uniform, in the name of continuing the fruitless appointment.

Duan Lefeng came here often, all the coaches in this private gym knew him, Lu Nanqiao didn't wear similar clothes, so he stood where he was and let Duan Lefeng tie his belt.

The opponent's hand was on his waist, as if he was measuring his waist, he lingered for a long time, Duan Lefeng's hand slightly tightened, Lu Nanqiao felt a little uncomfortable being touched by him, he struggled a little, and turned around to find that this person was deeply He took a deep look at himself.

Lu Nanqiao: "?"

Duan Lefeng adjusted his neckline slightly, and they were so close that Lu Nanqiao could even feel the breath of the other party gently touching his neck.

He seems to have returned to the time when Duan Lefeng taught him to dance. The other party was very close to him and taught him those few simple movements. He discovered that fighting seems to be more difficult than dancing, and Duan Lefeng It should be talent that can restore or even innovate by just looking at the dance moves.

"You hit me." Duan Lefeng waved at him.

"Are you serious?" Lu Nanqiao raised his foot and kicked it indiscriminately, Duan Lefeng grabbed his ankle, and fell down on the mat smoothly with a few movements.

Lu Nanqiao: "?"

This is called "have fun".

Is this because he was being played unilaterally?

He had every reason to suspect that Leaf was holding a grudge during that earlier fight.

No, why did he show off a little bit on this person, what is he showing off?

"Get up." Duan Lefeng reached out to him, "I'll teach you again."

Lu Nanqiao sat up and took two steps back with hands and feet: "Go, go, play by yourself."

For some reason, he began to feel that Duan Lefeng, who had always been lazy and mean, suddenly became a little aggressive since yesterday.

Are variety shows exciting?

Mushrooms... turned into a mushroom cloud.

Lu Nanqiao, who was unwilling to get up again, sat on the sidelines, watched Duan Lefeng and the private training practice, showed off the whole process, and then made today's summary in front of the camera, which was the end of the whole shooting process.

"Let's go, let's change clothes." Duan Lefeng stopped beside him, bent down to look at him, "Qiaoqiao is angry?"

"No." Lu Nanqiao stood up holding Duan Lefeng's hand.

The changing room was very quiet, only the two of them were here, Duan Lefeng tore off the belt around his waist, and opened the neckline a little.

Lu Nanqiao glanced at him, then looked away.

After working pretentiously for a whole day, the vague subtlety of yesterday seemed to have returned.

Lu Nanqiao remembered that when he woke up in the morning, he was lying on the ground with Duan Lefeng, his head resting on the other's arm unceremoniously, without any sense of being a guest, and Duan Lefeng also let him go. I didn't say anything.

In the morning, they were in a hurry to record the show, and the two of them hadn't had time to talk about it.

"What are you looking at me for?" Duan Lefeng's hair was drenched with sweat, "I'm tired after working all afternoon, want me to help you undress?"

Lu Nanqiao was subtle again.

"No." He refused.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Duan Lefeng facing him, taking off his clothes from the neckline very slowly. He had just finished strenuous exercise, and his body was still covered with sweat. His abdominal muscles were exposed in front of Lu Nanqiao's eyes.

Lu Nanqiao: "..."

He was almost sure that this person really came today to show off.

"Why are you so unhappy?" Duan Lefeng continued the bad debt in the morning after the fake business status ended, "Didn't you praise me when you slept together in the hotel?"

"I like it so much, you can touch it yourself?"

There was a bang in Lu Nanqiao's heart, and the scene at this moment was very much like a retribution caused by his random teasing before.

Arrived late.