Report to the president, your actor has run away again

Some people just don't talk about it. Once you talk about him, he doesn't know which corner he will pop out of in the next second.

Just as Tang Ruan finished speaking, there was a ding dong, and the elevator door in front of him slowly opened.

Fu Xin stood outside the door, and the two stared directly at each other.

"Ruan Ruan!"

Someone who was a high-cold boss in the last second instantly switched to Erha mode, and he was still the kind who wanted to put a tail on himself.

"Ruan Ruan, I was thinking of you just now."

Fu Xin touched his collar, and Tang Ruan actually read a trace of shyness from his face.

"Maybe this is fate."

Tang Ruan silently turned his face to the wall, pretending not to know this person.

"Boss Fu, isn't it a coincidence?" Brother Tong, who had been serving as the background board in the corner, spoke in a timely manner, "The Emperor Tang was also talking about you just now. Fu Xin was excited: "Really!Ruan Ruan, what are you talking about about me? "

Tang Ruan continued to face the wall in silence.

Tong Ge: "Tang Yingdi said that he wants to give birth to a daughter for you."

Fu Xin: "!!!"

Tang Ruan: "???"

He couldn't keep silent anymore.

Brother Tong, what's the matter with you, why are you still talking nonsense with your eyes open? ?

"I'm not I didn't, I"

However, Fu Xin, who had already spiraled into the sky and exploded into fireworks and flew around in the elevator, did not listen to his explanation at all.

Dawang Ba was excited, surging, and his whole body was boiling!

"Ruan Ruan, it's better to hit the sun than to choose the day, and let's do it one by one today"

Tang Ruan slapped the big face in front of him: "Get lost."

*'k

Although there were red marks on his face, Dawang Ba's enthusiasm was still very high.

Tang Ruan was going to the first floor to shoot the promotional posters of the TV series, and Fu Xin followed behind him like he was having a good time. When he didn't know it, he thought that Mr. Fu was dozing off.

Because it is a youth school drama, the local classic blue and white school uniform must have a name.

The make-up artist straightened Tang Ruan's curly hair and trimmed it slightly. Gu Ming's consistent style is to pursue a sense of reality, so it is absolutely forbidden for actors to wear thick foundation and apply biting lip makeup.

If the assistant director didn't stop him, Gu Ming even tried to add two pimples on each actor's face to add a sense of realism.

The makeup artist trimmed Tang Ruan's eyebrows with tweezers, and then stared at his face for a long time, but couldn't find the second place to start.

"There's not even a place that needs to be concealed, actor Tang, how do you manage your skin?"

The make-up artist took the thinnest barrier milk and gestured at Tang Ruan's face, but gave up.

What kind of fairy is this, who doesn't even have acne marks or pores?

Tang Ruan smiled faintly, and taught him the "tricks" of skin care: "I seldom eat spicy food, and I don't touch greasy meat very much."

Sitting next to him, Fu Xin was concentrating on admiring his wife's beauty: "?"

Who was the one who sneaked to Grandma Wang Malatang after finishing work yesterday and finished off a large bowl of beef balls with spicy and double servings?

The small question mark next to Fu Xin's head was still hanging in the air, and Tang Ruan gave him a quiet glare.

Nonsense, do you want to say "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a natural beauty even if you only apply a big treasure every day when others praise you, you will still be supple and Q-bomb without acne"?

It's too much to beat, even Tang Ruan, who loves to be a monster like Tang Ruan, thinks it's too much to beat.

In the end, Tang Ruan went into battle without makeup, clean and refreshing with short black hair, and wearing a classic blue and white school uniform. Tang Ruan looked almost the same as when he was 14 years old.

Of course, only one of the people present had seen him when he was 14 years old.

Fu Xin stood outside the spotlight, staring blankly at the young man under the camera.

Vision is really the most deceptive thing. In a trance, Fu Xin really thought he was back ten years ago.

Tang Ruan, a teenager, was sitting on the back seat of his motorcycle with a backpack on his back. The summer evening wind blew past their cheeks. Clearly complained to him that he scored another thirteen points in the math test.

"What if I don't get into Tongshui No. [-] Middle School?"

The little boy looked like a sad little squirrel with puffy cheeks.

"It's okay, then go to No. [-] Middle School."

Fu Xin held the handlebar of the car, and a small cyan tattoo was exposed under the rolled-up cuffs of his school uniform.

While turning a corner to avoid the children crossing the road in front, he comforted the young man behind him in a gentle voice.

"Go to No. [-] Middle School, I will accompany you."

Tang Ruan poked him on the back lightly with a stick of grilled squid, "Really?"

"real."

"No matter where I go, you will accompany me?"

"Ah."

"A liar will become a bastard."

Fu Xin laughed, and suddenly sped up the speed. The young man's voice was full of laughter, floating wantonly and frivolously in the wind.

"The liar is King Ba Yiyi!"

The dean on the side of the road was startled by the voice, and jumped towards the buttocks of the speeding car and shouted: "Fu Xin! How many times have you said that you are not allowed to ride a motorcycle! Next time I catch you, I will call your parents!" !!