After swapping bodies with the actor [Entertainment]

Lan Yangbing never thought that this day would come so soon.

He was so happy that he was about to fly, wishing he could immediately report to his cousin for consultation, but he calmed down and thought about it carefully.

There is still no sign of the horoscope, and even the piece of paper on which it is written is blank.

After all, people only say that they don't hate it, and it's still a long way from liking it.

Chasing male gods has not been successful yet, and the little idol still needs to continue to work hard.

The little idol was very happy, and with the end of the audition and the continuous holiday before the variety show, the whole person was relaxed, not like a person in a state of unrequited love.

Before going to bed, he canceled the alarm clock, giving himself a chance to sleep late and wake up naturally.

At eleven noon the next day, he got out of the quilt in a daze.

The long-running air conditioner made him feel a little dry, and he even considered whether to add two humidifiers to the male god's house.

Lan Yangbing yawned softly, raised his hands to straighten his messy hair, sat on the bed in a daze for a while, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He had a sweet dream yesterday, the kind that could make him laugh out loud, and he was still in a good mood after waking up, so he thought about whether he should go and deliver dessert to Lu Qingliao again.

He only delivered four times in total, and the last one was accompanied by two reporters who broke in, which was terrible.

But it's been so long... go again, if you're careful, you should be fine, right?

This time he kept an eye out, contacted Lu Qingliao in advance, and told him openly that he was going to look for him.

The film emperor hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.

"I will definitely be careful this time!" Lan Yangbing patted his chest and promised, "I will definitely not be followed by paparazzi."

The film king was noncommittal: "It's up to you."

Lan Yangbing acquiesced that he believed it, and immediately started making preparations.

A few hours later, after packing the cake, he packed his little idol and sneaked out.

The address of the actor's house has been kept secret, but he is not afraid of encountering anything when he goes out. Instead, he needs to be careful when approaching the hotel. He circled several main roads outside the hotel and waited until it was dark before turning his car away. After stopping in the underground parking lot, he ran in from the side door familiarly.

There was no one in the safe passage, so he pushed his sunglasses up a bit, and sent Lu Qingliao a WeChat message while climbing the stairs.

Bingbing: Teacher, have you returned to the hotel yet?

Mr. Lu: Yes.

Bingbing: [happy] [circling]

He put on his sunglasses again, and after reaching the fifth floor, he leaned against the stairs and took a breath before walking to 518 with a paper bag and knocking on the door.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from inside the door, Lan Yangbing cleared his throat, and said mischievously, "Hi, deliveryman~"

If there were outsiders present, they would never have imagined that such a witty and brisk sentence would come from the mouth of the actor Lu Da.

Lu Qingliao opened the door and let him in, and after closing the door, he smiled and raised his eyebrows: "I remember someone promised to keep my image."

The person who was called shrank his neck, stretched out his hand fawningly and handed over the paper bag containing the cake, begging for mercy in a low voice: "It's just one time, I'm very serious when there are other people, really."

Lu Qingliao took the bag from him, and the idle little idol sat down on the stool, looking forward, "You probably didn't eat that cake last time, try this, I put some strawberries on it. "

"En." Under his enthusiastic gaze, Lu Qingliao took out the cake, and the small triangles that had been cut up were neatly placed in the lock box. Even though he didn't like sweets, he thought it looked good.

He pushed the box towards Lan Yangbing, "Let's eat together."

Lan Yangbing was overwhelmed by the flattery, and did not back down, smiling and poking a piece with a fork.

They all eat showbiz food, and it has become a habit to control their diet, so they can't eat much, and what Lan Yangbing made is a small cake for one person, and they can finish it in two or three bites.

He habitually licked his lips, still holding the fork on the phone, and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"It's okay." Lu Qingliao said, his eyes stayed on the tableware in his hand, and he suddenly laughed.

Lan Yangbing was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Last time you asked me, how did you find out that you were the one who delivered the things." Lu Qingliao said, "Xiao Ru bought this set of forks, and Zhong Yang and I set the same set."

Lan Yangbing: "..."

The little idol grew his mouth, never expecting that the reason for his fall was like this.

When he ordered tableware and kitchen utensils, he bought a lot at one time. When Xiao Ru helped him receive and unpack the express delivery, he put them all in the kitchen. What a coincidence, the lock box was put together with the brand new box of unopened forks. .

At that time, he thought it was a gift for shopping, so he used it without thinking much.

did not expect……

Lan Yangbing was so embarrassed that he lay on the coffee table covering his face for a while, and sighed softly: "I thought that was a gift..."

Fortunately, Lu Qingliao did not continue the discussion on this topic, otherwise he would be really embarrassed to the point of running away.

Film King Lu let him lie on his stomach, tidied up the things on the table, suddenly got up, and tapped the table with his fingers: "Wake up."

Lan Yangbing raised his head from his arms, blinked, "Huh?"

Lu Qingliao got up and pulled the stool back a few steps, leaving an open space in the room, "I just have time, why don't you come and check your recent practice results."

Lan Yangbing straightened up and stammered, "Now, now?!"

Lu Qingliao glanced at the clearing and didn't speak, but his eyes told Lan Yangbing that he wasn't joking.

"..." Lan Yangbing didn't dare to look him in the eye, so he could only force himself to stand up, "That's fine."

He plucked up the courage to ask: "Teacher, how do you want to check?"

Although "Excess" was filmed in City A, the filming base was even more suburban than the suburbs, and even the hotel where the crew stayed was not well equipped.

Even though it was a single room, the room was still extremely small, the space Lu Qingliao vacated for him was less than one square meter, he doubted that if he moved a little bigger, he would touch Lu Qingliao.

In fact, whether the place is big or not is not the most important thing, but he has never tried it in front of Lu Qingliao, the previous teachings were all carried out in the video, at least he will not be so nervous across the two ends of the screen!

Lan Yangbing quietly cheered herself up, and silently hinted in her heart: It doesn't matter, just treat it as a video, the one sitting next to him is not a male god, but his body standing card, which is fake.

His mood suddenly relaxed a lot, thinking of Lu Qingliao's waiting for him, he couldn't help but let out a low laugh.

Lu Qingliao caught his movements keenly, "What are you laughing at?"

"..." Lan Yangbing's smile suddenly froze, "I'm laughing, I'm laughing, the weather is good today!"

Lu Qingliao glanced at him dubiously, then turned to look at the French windows of the hotel, Lan Yangbing also looked over with him.

The originally clear sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and there was even a downpour in a place farther away.

Lan Yangbing: "..."

Lu Qingliao turned around and raised his eyebrows: "It's pretty good."

"..." Lan Yangbing resigned himself to his fate and chose to surrender. He lowered his head and was very frustrated: "Well, I was just thinking about how to not be nervous."

"Why are you nervous?" Lu Qingliao asked back: "Acting is for people to watch. If you're nervous just facing me, what will you do when you're actually on the set and under the camera?"

Lan Yangbing was speechless.

Lu Qingliao was originally frowning, but seeing that he didn't speak, he also felt that his tone was a bit harsh, so he softened a little: "Then tell me after you have adjusted."

"Teacher, there is something you said is wrong." Lan Yangbing paused, slowly raised his head to look at him, with the stubbornness and stubbornness that Lu Qingliao felt strangely in his eyes, "I will only be nervous in front of you. "

Be careful because you like it.

Lu Qingliao was slightly surprised, but then thought that probably because he was afraid of disappointing his idol if he didn't perform well in front of him, that's why he was nervous.

"Okay, I'm wrong." Lu Qingliao smiled lowly, stretched out his right hand as a gesture of invitation, "Let's start when you're ready, a part of your own idol drama, a part of An Sheng's."

Lan Yangbing nodded, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already entered the character state.

Lu Qingliao watched from the side, nodding from time to time.

Lan Yangbing's progress is very fast. The body movements that were a little rusty last month have now been fully integrated into the character. Coupled with the mastery and proficiency of the lines, the overall state presented is very good.

If he hadn't witnessed Lan Yangbing's growth with his own eyes, just looking at this scene, he would probably think that he was a talented junior who graduated from some major.

An Sheng squatted on the ground decadently, and suddenly stood up staggeringly, his body was so weak that he seemed about to fall down at any time.

He raised his head slowly, with almost crazy anger and hatred in his eyes, his movements were very slow, like an old man.

"You..." An Sheng raised his finger forward and moved towards everyone around him little by little. He said, "She was killed by you, and all of you...will pay for her life."

An Sheng looked up to the sky and laughed.

Lu Qingliao looked more and more satisfied, and didn't even interrupt him.

He wanted to see how many surprises this little friend could give him.

"You don't deserve to mention her name!" An Sheng yelled frantically, furious.

dong dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the hotel door.

The two people in the room froze at the same time, Lan Yangbing was suddenly interrupted, his clenched right hand was hanging in the air, looking a little funny.

"...I'll open the door." Lu Qingliao said helplessly.

Lan Yangbing nodded, immediately walked a few steps inside, and squatted in a place out of sight of the door.

Who knew that the person who knocked on the door would rush in the next second, and shouted as he walked, "Why did you open the door so slowly? Also, you didn't see my WeChat message just now? Why did you reply—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

Lan Yangbing looked at her manager standing at the door in embarrassment, and the two looked at each other, as if the air was about to freeze.

Lan Yangbing was the first to break the silence, he raised his right hand and waved, "...Hi?"

Ji Xiao was struck by lightning, "Hi...Hi?!"

He quickly turned around and closed the door, in disbelief: "You... what's going on with you!!!"

Lu Qingliao frowned: "Be quiet."

Ji Xiao was going crazy.

He had just come back from a business trip in the next city, and he rushed to the set non-stop, just to condolences to this little ancestor, who knew that he had called Yingdi Lu again.

"I think you're trying to piss me off." Ji Xiao was so angry that he supported the wall so he didn't faint. "It's only been a few days since the last hot search, and you're so inseparable?!"

"..."

Lan Yangbing paused, and explained: "Actually, we're just discussing acting."

"Hehe." Ji Xiao gritted his teeth, "Do you believe me?"

Lan Yangbing: "..."

"Forget it." Ji Xiao suddenly lowered his head and walked out silently, muttering as he walked: "If you don't want to stay, if you stay, you will become enemies."

Lan Yangbing: "..."

When he came to the door, he suddenly turned his head back and threatened: "When I came up, I found a car that looked like a paparazzi parked on the side of the road. Don't do anything to me tonight!"

He tilted his head to look at Lan Yangbing, held back his temper, and suggested in a good voice: "It's so late, and it might rain, it's inconvenient for Yingdi Lu to go back now, so why don't you leave tomorrow morning, so you won't be afraid of seeing him again?" be seen."

After a pause, he said again: "Bingbing will be filming tomorrow, so don't sleep too late."

Lan Yangbing: "..."

Ji Xiao left.

Lu Qingliao shook his head with a smile, and joked, "Your manager really cares about you."

"Ah, yes..." Lan Yangbing smiled awkwardly, not daring to continue this topic.

The "sleep" that brother Ji Xiao said probably wasn't the "sleep" that Lu Qingliao understood.

Lan Yangbing really didn't go back.

One is because he is worried about the paparazzi that Ji Xiao said, and the other is because... the rain is really heavy.

The last time I stayed here was because it was raining heavily outside, Lan Yangbing couldn't laugh or cry, and complained, "Do I actually have another identity, called the God of Rain?"

When Lu Qingliao came out of the bathroom, he also remembered the day he said, and the tragedy of the little idol falling off the sofa countless times in one night.

"..." Lu Qingliao paused, "You still sleep with me."

Lan Yangbing looked back at him and nodded: "Okay."

In fact, I was so happy to die.

He didn't expect that there would be a second chance like this.

Before falling asleep, Lan Yangbing subconsciously turned his head to look at Lu Qingliao on the left, looking over at the faint light in the corridor, he seemed to be sleeping peacefully.

Lu Qingliao's work and rest were much more normal than his, and he fell asleep not long after lying on the bed, leaving only the sound of light and gentle breathing.

Lan Yangbing was not used to going to bed early in the first place, and with his fluctuating mood, he could spend two hours in a daze with his eyes open.

He didn't dare to turn on his phone to see what time it was. He could only guess based on his feeling that it should have passed twelve o'clock, maybe it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

But he was not sleepy at all.

Lan Yangbing lifted a corner of the quilt, sat up cautiously, raised her right hand and put it on her heart.

Bang bang, bang bang.

This is Lu Qingliao's heart.

His eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and he could accurately find Lu Qingliao—or his own eyebrows.

Suddenly, a very bold idea came out from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Qingliao is now sleeping soundly.

If...if he just kissed him secretly...

It shouldn't be discovered, right?

People are always impulsive at night, and so is Lan Yangbing.

He slowly attached his lower body, getting closer to Lu Qingliao little by little.

Then came a superficial kiss.

The moment his lips touched, Lan Yangbing felt dizzy as if he was stepping on cotton.

And getting dizzy.

Wait, doesn't this feel right? !

Before Lan Yangbing passed out completely, his only thought was: he must not faint on Lu Qingliao.