Star Chaser [Entertainment]

The 24-hour coffee shop is lit with mild yellow light. As the night was getting dark, the waiter skipped the coffee menu and recommended some good milk tea and snacks.

Zhong Ran ordered a "Seine Riverside" dessert and a cup of red bean milk tea.

Ai Changle flipped through the booklet from beginning to end, "Then I want a 'Little Bear Run', is this big?"

The waiter thought he was worried about eating too much at night and gaining weight, so he explained:

"It's not big, sir. The desserts in our family are relatively small, and they are mainly used to accompany drinks. 'Running Bear' is relatively sweet, so here I suggest you choose a drink with not much sugar in it."

"Oh..." Ai Changle was a little disappointed, and didn't understand whether the pocket pocket in the waiter's mouth was gone in one bite.But when Nian sat at the same table with Wen Qing for the first time, he restrained himself a bit.

"Then I'll take one of these and a glass of peach juice, thank you."

Wen Qing waited for the waiter to write down the orders for the two of them, and added: "I want peach juice too, less sugar."

"Okay." The waiter repeated their order and returned it after confirming that it was correct.

Three people with different thoughts sat at the same table, adding a bit of embarrassment to the quiet private room.

Zhong Ran knew that Ai Changle's liking for Wen Qing was not the kind of admiration for idols, but a real, heartfelt liking for another person.Therefore, when competing with Ai Changle on the same stage, he must of course take the initiative.

"Brother Qing, just order a glass of peach juice? Is it too little?" He asked with concern.

Wen Qing's expression did not reveal likes or dislikes, it seemed to be covered with a hazy fog, making it difficult for people to see clearly: "It's okay, I'm not hungry."

Ai Changle admired him in his heart—the male god is indeed a male god, he has a good diet and a good figure, so he deserves to be liked by so many people!

"It may take a while to get some snacks, why don't you tell me what parts of the script you don't understand?"

Wen Qing ignored Ai Changle and talked directly to Zhong Ran, which made him more happy:

"There are two dialogues, let me take a look..."

He opened the script, except for the pinyin of the uncommon characters, there was nothing else in it. Ai Changle pursed his mouth, as if he didn't see anything, he focused on looking at the recipes on the table.Count how many "peach" characters are on it.

"Well, here." Zhong Ran pointed to a paragraph, "Fu Ziyuan suddenly yelled at Xu Tingye, and then scolded a very excessive sentence. The role I played has always appeared in front of the camera with a refined image, But here it is written that he yells at the male lead, I think this doesn't fit his original character very well."

It has to be said that Zhong Ran was well prepared to find Wen Qing, and the questions she asked were not so stupid as to make people laugh.

It's just that, it's true that he thought about the rationality of the characters' emotions, but it's also true that he didn't read the script.

Wen Qing was already familiar with the script, and quickly gave him the answer: "There is a foreshadowing here. Although we haven't filmed that part yet, it is in the script, about ten pages ago. Fu Ziyuan has a very talented student He died, he thought Xu Tingye killed him, that's why he treated him so badly."

Zhong Ran scratched his ears—this was his favorite action among fans, and he looked ignorant and jerky.

He didn't let go of this question and asked "where", "what happened", "who is the real culprit who killed the students".Wen Qing was patient and explained to him one by one.Ai Changle continued to act as a wooden man until the dessert was served by the waiter.

"Three gentlemen, here is your order."

He remembered what the three people ordered separately, and put the drinks and snacks in front of the corresponding people.Ai Changle looked at "Little Bear Run", which was only as big as a girl's fist, and really wanted to run away.

Fortunately, at this moment, Zhong Ran let out a disappointed sigh:

"Ah...why is there so much caramel in mine? The energy is too high."

This was the wording he had thought of beforehand. In order to highlight that it was not easy for him to maintain his figure, and to win Wen Qing's sympathy, he planned to ask for a snack, and then found an excuse to shirk it.

Ai Changle was amused when he heard it, "If you don't like it, I can eat it for you."

Catching a gap when her rival doesn't care about her figure, Zhong Ran will of course make a big fuss:

"How can this work? It's not that I'm reluctant to part with this snack, Ai Changle, although you're just a stand-in, it's better to maintain your figure, otherwise it's easy to pass me off."

He bit the word "just" rather heavily, intentionally or unconsciously reminding Ai Changle that you are just a stand-in.

Ai Changle continued to use his selective deafness, and smiled heartily: "It's okay, I've been eating so much, I won't get fat."

After speaking, he moved the small plate of snacks over.

Ai Changle's life motto: If you have money and don't make money, you are mentally retarded, if you have a rival in love, you don't take advantage of it, the mentally retarded among the mentally retarded!

He gained a lot that night: First, he ate a piece of Zhong Ran's snack for nothing, which made him angry and not easy to attack.Secondly, he found that Zhong Ran's script was blank, and he didn't care about acting at all. Even if the capital was willing to continue to praise it, it must be at the end of its strength and won't be popular for long.Then, even though Wen Qing had a good attitude towards people, he could still vaguely feel that he didn't really want to talk to Zhong Ran.Each time he answered his question briefly and did not extend it.

In the end, of course Wen Qing settled the bill for them.In other words, it was the first time in his life that he ate with Wen Qing, and it was the other party's initiative to invite him.

"Thank you, Teacher Wen!"

Wen Qing put the card back into the wallet and smiled lightly: "You're welcome. The coffee here is very good. If you like it, you can try it in the morning."

"Hey! Good!"

It was a little closer to go back, Cheng Jiajun drove to the door, Wen Qing sat in the co-pilot, Ai Changle and Zhong Ran, two people who wanted to twist each other's head off and kicked it as a ball, sat in the back.

"Teacher Wen, there are so many varieties of coffee in this store, which one is the best?"

After Ai Changle was full, he began to strike up a conversation with his beloved husband.

Wen Qing thought for a while: "It depends on what flavor you like. For me, I usually order Mocha."

Ai Changle repeated like a middle school student reciting a text: "Oh...Mocha."

Wen Qing heard that he seemed to be planning something, and asked with great interest: "What? Want to buy me coffee?"

When he asked these words, Cheng Jiajun's eyebrows almost flew to the back of his head—hey, was Wen Qing, their well-guarded male god just now, taking the initiative to flirt with this little stand-in?

Ai Changle nodded cheerfully: "Yes! Teacher Wen treated me to so many things, I want to treat you to breakfast tomorrow."

There are comings and goings, maybe by the third rendezvous, he will be able to ask for Wen Qing's phone number!

Before Wen Qing could say anything, Zhong Ran almost jumped up from the back seat:

"But tomorrow I have to make up at six o'clock, so it's a waste of time to go out for breakfast!"

Ai Changle did his part: "What about the day after tomorrow?"

"I have to put on makeup at six o'clock during this time. You want to treat Brother Qing to dinner, wait until later." Zhong Ran wished he could throw Ai Changle out of the window.

Ai Changle didn't look at him all the time, and continued to ask: "Is that so... How about I deliver the meal at 10:[-]? Mr. Wen, can I eat in [-] minutes?"

Wen Qing didn't look back, but said Ai Changle's happiest words:

"Okay."

Cheng Jiajun glanced at Wen Qing, this man, because the people behind him couldn't see his expression, his mouth was going up to the sky.

Wen Qing didn't say anything more, just tapped the index finger on his lap one after another, feeling extremely good.

Well, the first battle was won.

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