After swapping bodies with the actor [Entertainment]

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Lu Qingliao hesitated for a moment, took out the phone again and switched to the WeChat interface, looking at a chat box named "Milk Tea Little Overlord" on the top.

Milk tea bully: brother, are you there brother, I want to share something with you.

you say.

Milk tea bully: brother, I'm in the study room with him now.

oh who is he

Milk tea bully:? ?

He forgot to tell the little idol about it.

However, this person never replied afterwards, maybe he ran away in anger because of his reply.

"..." The film king Lu frowned slightly, with a serious expression on his face.

Or should he call back again?

The next day, the call was still unsuccessful.

It wasn't that he didn't want to call, but that for the first time it was the little idol's turn not to answer his calls.

This morning was an indoor scene, Lu Qingliao habitually came to the set early, and took a look at his phone, but there was still no movement.

The assistant Wen Yu who helped him go back to the room and took the things to lie down also came over, and said with concern: "What's the matter Bingbing, she was in a daze early in the morning."

Wen Yu is a boy who has just graduated from university. He is two years older than Lan Yangbing. When he first heard Wen Yu calling him that, he was puzzled for a while. After getting along with him for a few days, he finally realized that it was probably Lan Yangbing. Normally, he doesn't have any burden of being an idol, so the assistant pampers him like a younger brother.

"It's okay." Lu Qingliao shook his head, put away his phone and gave him a polite smile.

Wen Yu put down his backpack, watched him sit on the waiting sofa together, and sighed: "Bing Bing, I was quite worried about you at the beginning. After watching the scene for so long, I only now realize that your acting skills are so amazing. so good."

Lu Qingliao asked casually: "Oh, how worried are you?"

Wen Yu rubbed his chin and recalled: "You don't know, when you just proposed to take on an idol drama with brother Xiao, when you two quarreled, I was almost scared to death. This is the first time I saw you so stubborn."

"But fortunately Brother Xiao was soft-hearted and got you the audition qualification." Wen Yu said: "Last year you practiced at night all day long. .”

Lu Qingliao listened to him without interrupting him, thoughtful.

His memory has always been good, and he quickly searched out some key information about last year and Lan Yangbing in his mind.

Last year, he didn't take on a show for a year. Qi Yu was afraid that he would be out of the entertainment circle for too long and would not be able to keep up with the rhythm, so he shared some fresh trending searches with him every few days.

The most mentioned idol is the KEY group that Lan Yangbing belongs to, which is holding a national tour concert.

A little idol who is busy on tour, is willing to do this to film an idol drama...

"Brother Xiao actually loves you. Last year, there were a lot of announcements, and I ran back and forth in several cities. Sometimes I spent several weeks in a hotel. I couldn't sleep well. You have to compress the rest time to study acting."

Wen Yu sighed, patted the top of Lu Qingliao's head lovingly, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the end of all hardships has come."

Lu Qingliao was originally maintaining a smile, but after being touched, his expression turned cold, and he subconsciously slapped Wen Yu's hand down, frowning.

"...What, what's wrong?" Wen Yu was dumbfounded. He used to comfort Bingbing like this before, but he had never seen Bingbing's reaction before. Could it be that he said something wrong?

Lu Qingliao stood up, suppressing the disgust in his heart from being touched intimately by strangers, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Wen Yu nodded in bewilderment.

The morning of May was sunny, but Lu Qingliao's apartment was empty.

In the garage downstairs of the apartment, a sneaky and heavily armed figure was crouching in the corner and talking to himself.

"Should I drive or take a taxi... If you drive, if the car is recognized, if you take a taxi, if the person is recognized..."

"Ah... so annoying." Lan Yangbing knocked on his head annoyedly, and with a sigh of relief, he lowered the brim of his hat, took out a brand new mask from his pocket, put it on, and walked carefully out of the garage go out.

He didn't dare to use Lu Qingliao's mobile phone to hail a taxi, and he didn't dare to take a taxi directly to the set of "Excessive" at the risk of being discovered, so he could only save the country in a curve.

First take a taxi to the downstairs of your house, get another car to get the car key, and then drive there.

The plan is perfect!

He compared himself to himself in his heart, lowered his voice and reported the location to the taxi driver, and even more thoughtfully reported the intersection some distance from his home.

The driver observed him through the rearview mirror from time to time, but Lan Yangbing ignored him, thinking happily about how he should speak the first sentence when he saw Lu Qingliao later.

That's right, he thought about it all night and decided to visit the class.

Although he could only do it secretly due to his identity, it didn't affect his current happy mood at all.

It took a while to deal with the doorman when we arrived downstairs, but everything went smoothly after that.

Half an hour later, he was already driving on his way to the set of "Excess".

City A is very large. It takes at least two and a half hours one way from Beicheng District where they live to Xicheng District where the studio is located.

He didn't park his car in the paid parking lot around the studio until one o'clock in the noon.

In order to avoid the media and the illegitimate fans who might appear nearby, he didn't dare to get too close to the old residential building, so he stopped two intersections away, waited for a long time before getting out of the car, and whispered Midi observed the situation over and over again.

Today is a working day, the traffic on the road is low, and there are few people. He wandered outside the community for a while, then turned to the hotel where the crew stayed.

"It's hard work, Bingbing, go back and rest early."

Lu Qingliao nodded, explained to the others and left the set with Wen Yu after seeing her in the sky.

Most of the group performances in the community have been cooperating for a period of time, and at this time they also finished walking out one after another, and greeted him excitedly when they saw him.

"Bingbing, it looks like the weather is going to rain, so go back quickly."

Wen Yu also looked up at the gray sky, couldn't help slowing down, took out an umbrella from his backpack and held it in his hand, "I guess it's time to go, do you have anything you want to eat, I'll I’ll go out and buy it for you, and it’s more convenient to put it in the hotel.”

Lu Qingliao originally wanted to refuse, but felt that according to Lan Yangbing's personality, it would not be so polite, "You can buy it."

"Okay." Wen Yu handed him the room card and told him, "Then you go back first."

The hotel is not far from the community, only a 3-minute walk away.

Without Wen Yu by his side, Lu Qingliao finally didn't have to keep smiling all the time, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

After returning to the room, he took off the costumes of the crew and put them away. He was knocked as soon as he put on his clothes.

I didn't expect Wen Yu to move so fast.

"Here we come." He replied, changed into a comfortable home clothes, and walked over to open the door.

Outside the door, stood a little idol who was wrapped tightly from head to toe.

"..." Lu Qingliao was stunned for a while, then frowned, "Which masked thief are you playing?"

Lan Yangbing raised the brim of his hat a little, revealing a pair of clear and bright eyes, staring straight at him, and said playfully, "Dangdangdang——Ms. Lu, I'm here to visit the class. Do you feel a little bit surprised?"

Lu Qingliao remained silent, stretched out his hand and pulled him closer to the room.

Lan Yangbing breathed a sigh of relief, took off all the disguises, and sat down on the position indicated by Lu Qingliao, coughed, and explained hesitantly: "Teacher, don't get me wrong, I just want to take a look." You... the situation here."

After finishing speaking, he pursed his lips, carefully raised his eyes to look at Lu Qingliao: "I should be able to call you teacher, right?"

Lu Qingliao frowned, staring at him without speaking.

He hates keeping close contact with people other than Zhong Yang, Xiao Ru and Xing Xing, even the friends in the circle have always been gentlemen's friendship.

But this little idol has been breaking his rules ever since the accident happened.

too weird.

Lan Yangbing was taken aback by his questioning eyes, shrank his neck, and said in a low voice: "Actually... I have another purpose for coming here."

Lu Qingliao's eyes moved, as if he had accepted the reason, "What purpose?"

Seeing that his expression had softened a bit, Lan Yangbing breathed a sigh of relief, "About yesterday's loss of horse, I think it's better to say sorry to you face to face. It's my fault that I didn't finish what I promised."

"Wait a minute," Lu Qingliao recalled that he seemed to have done something bad after he reminded him, so he took out his phone, clicked on the chat history with [Milk Tea Little Overlord], and handed it to Lan Yang Bing said indifferently: "He didn't reply after that."

Lan Yangbing glanced down, and suddenly let out a scream: "Ahhhh—"

Lu Qingliao picked out his ears and frowned slightly.

Lan Yangbing was crying, staring at the phone screen helplessly, wanted to type several times but couldn't do it, "It's over, my brother will definitely beat me up."

"..."

Lu Qingliao felt inexplicably guilty.

"...Forget it, break the jar." Lan Yang Bing pouted, handed the phone back to Lu Qingliao, and sighed, "He will definitely think that my brain is broken, so teacher, you can do whatever you want. Reply as you want, and I will go to him to beg for mercy after I get back."

"It seems that there is nothing wrong." Lan Yangbing stood up and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

He went out this morning and spent three hours on the road. Later, when he arrived near the studio, he didn't dare to disturb him, so he just found a park with no people and sat there for several hours.

But when he stood outside the door and saw Lu Qingliao coming to open the door for him, all the sleepiness and exhaustion disappeared, only joy was left.

Even the air is sweet.

"Filming is very hard, so I won't bother you." He said, turned around and picked up the hats and masks on the table and put them on one by one.

Boom boom, boom boom.

There was another knock on the door.

Lu Qingliao turned his head to glance, then lowered his voice: "Your assistant."

"!!" Lan Yangbing became flustered for a second, scrambling around in place for a few times, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, pointed to himself and then to the bathroom, and quickly ran in.

Lu Qingliao felt that this picture looked familiar, he sneered, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, he stepped forward and opened the door.

"Huh..." Wen Yu looked very embarrassed, in addition to the things he bought for him, he was also carrying a wet umbrella, "What kind of bad weather is this, let's go, luckily I still have an umbrella. "

"Is it raining?" Lu Qingliao looked at the bathroom and asked him.

"That's right, it's pouring rain," Wen Yu complained, handed the protected paper bag to Lu Qingliao, took the umbrella and took two steps back, "I'll go back and take a shower first, Bing Bing, you have a good rest, Call me anytime you need anything."

"Okay, fortunately."

"It's okay~"

Watching Wen Yu leave, Lu Qingliao closed the door, lightly knocked on the bathroom door, and reminded: "He's gone."

click.

The bathroom door was opened a crack, and Lan Yangbing poked his head through the gap like a little hamster, checked left and right before pulling open the door and coming out, patted his chest to comfort himself, "...you scared me to death, why? No matter, as long as the two of us are together, there will be someone knocking on the door."

It's just like underground love.

Lan Yangbing muttered a few words, raised his hand to hold the doorknob, "Then I'll go first, good night, teacher!"

"Wait." Lu Qingliao called him to stop.

"Eh?"

"It's raining heavily." Lu Qingliao walked to the bed, opened the curtains a little, and the torrential rain came into view.

Lan Yangbing looked at the exaggerated rain in front of him, opened his mouth, and after a while, let out a melancholy ah.

"...Teacher, do you have an extra umbrella here?"

"No." Lu Qingliao couldn't explain why he was angry, he pointed to the empty road downstairs, and asked, "At this time, in this weather, you still have to drive back?"

"..." Lan Yang muttered coldly, "Then I can't use your ID card to open a hotel room."

The corner of Lu Qingliao's eyes twitched, he turned his head and glanced at the only bed in the room, pointed to the sofa in the corner, and said coldly: "You sleep there."

Lan Yang suddenly raised his head, stuttered and said, "What, what?!"

The author has something to say: I was talking about addressing with my friends today, call me Qingqing, it’s cuter la la la w

As for why it’s not Chuan Chuan...orz, I only realized after I changed my pseudonym that this word is a curse word in some places QAQ