stardom

Ling Shu was thinking about whether to go back to his parents' house and change his clothes first, when someone grabbed his arm.

He looked up and saw Lu Ye wearing sunglasses by accident. He was very surprised: "Brother Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Ye didn't answer, just looked down at him.

The little comrade no longer had the refreshing appearance before. His soft and fluffy hair was crushed by the sewage and tangled together with the mud. Although his white and round face had been wiped with a paper towel, there were still mottled dirt and white T-shirts. The dots on the T-shirt and brown shorts are as embarrassing as you want.

Tut tut, how pitiful.

After looking him up and down, he said in a calm voice, "Get in the car."

Ling Shu glanced at his car with sharp edges and corners, and subconsciously refused: "No need, Brother Lu, I'm dirty, and I'll get your car dirty after a while, so I'll just go back and clean it up."

Brother Lu directly took off his sunglasses, and asked with one side of his mouth, "Get in the car as soon as I tell you to get in the car. Are you sure you want to drag me here?"

Ling Shu was startled, and subconsciously looked around. Although the uncles and aunts are not chasing stars, they are still very familiar with national movie stars like Lu Ye.

With just these two sentences, the crowd had already gathered, and Ling Shu seemed to be able to see the excitement in their eyes.

The one who took the lead was the aunt who just handed Ling Shu a tissue.

She is no longer the envoy of justice who is looking for the young man to fight to the death, with the shyness of a little girl on her face, she is very excited: "Oh my god! Isn't this our actor Lu! He's so handsome!"

Ling Shu: ...

He gritted his teeth, cursed secretly, and pulled Lu Ye out of the encirclement with his backhand, and got into the car.

Lu Ye achieved his goal, but he still didn't let him go. While turning the steering wheel, he said leisurely: "Next time, if you talk nonsense, I'll treat you as if you want to be on the hot search with me, and then you will have to pay the promotion fee."

Ling Shu vomited blood in his heart, should he be so domineering?

If it weren't for this figure that made me lose confidence, I would really think that you, who are not taboo between men and women, have any unruly thoughts on me!

Fifteen minutes later, Ling Shu reluctantly got out of the car as he looked at the gate of a high-end image design club.

The owner of the clubhouse obviously knew in advance that Lu Ye was coming, so he greeted him respectfully, and Lu Ye pushed Ling Shu forward directly: "Clean up for him."

The other party answered "yes" concisely, and before Ling Shu could react, he called his subordinates to rush up and "catch" him like a robber robbing someone.

Half an hour later, the boss tremblingly walked up to Lu Ye who was lazily flipping through magazines: "Mr. Lu, what, we don't have any clothes suitable for Mr. Ling in our clubhouse...you...you see..."

Lu Ye: ...

He put on a blank face: "I give you millions of styling fees every year, but you don't even have a big size dress? I didn't know before, why is your business scope so narrow?"

The boss wiped the sweat from his brow: "I...our fault, I am now arranging people to prepare as quickly as possible, just wait a moment."

After speaking, he staggered out of the break room, questioning the professionalism of his studio for the first time in his life!

With the great god Lu Ye in charge, he had to have suitable clothes even if he didn't have them. After less than 15 minutes, Ling Shu was cleaned up.

Lu Ye glanced up at him, put down the magazine in his hand and stood up, beckoning him to follow, and then walked out of the gate of the clubhouse.

The boss behind him watched the two get into the car, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. The assistant behind him whispered, "Why is the boss so nervous? It's not our fault. We only serve first-line stars and high-end celebrities in the political and business circles. They Which one doesn't pay great attention to body management, who would become so fat."

The owner of the clubhouse changed his face, subconsciously glanced at the car, and shouted: "Shut up! Do you still want to work? Is that person we can mess with? Are we able to pick and choose the people he specially brought?"

The assistant was not convinced: "Isn't Lu Ye just better at filming? Mrs. So-and-so is our client, why should we be afraid..."

His boss finally couldn't bear it anymore, and after Lu Ye's car left, he raised his arms and kept greeting the chattering little assistant, beating and cursing at the same time——

"You can't spit ivory out of your dog's mouth, let you be ignorant! Let you be ignorant! People are low-key, and return Mrs. XX, any lady you find is far behind, let you talk nonsense, beat you to death you!"

The little assistant was beaten on the ground by him and ran around with his head in his arms.

Lu Yingdi, who looks very low-key but can't be messed with in reality, is willing to be Ling Shu's driver.

While looking at the rearview mirror, he glanced at the zongzi Ling Shu was carrying, and said, "Let's discuss, can you lose some weight?"

Ling Shu just felt a little uncomfortable because of this brand-new look - he used to be a calm person, and his clothes were basically mature styles. After wearing them, most of the original clothes were loose plain T-shirts and the like.

But today, a bunch of stylists dressed him up in a hip-hop style, light black harem jeans, a big red hoodie, and various golden ornaments hanging on his clothes. He is a bit long The hair was also pulled into a small tug in the middle of the head.

This attire combined with that fine white skin looks cute and cute. It's not the route a mature man wants to take at all! !

However, when Lu Ye mentioned this again, he felt even more stressed. One or two advised him to lose weight. If he didn't lose weight, would he not be able to live a life?

Lu Ye didn't get a response, so he turned his head to look at him, only thinking it was funny.

She has the appearance of a Fuwa, but she still has a solemn face. Who can be fooled by that round face?

"I don't mean any discrimination, it's just that you can't escape this problem, because it's not good for you to be so fat all the time."

Doesn't Ling Shu know that this is not good, but Shen Jie has to allow it!

He pursed his lips, and said with a serious look: "I know, it will be arranged after the filming of this movie is finished, thank you Brother Lu for reminding."

Whether it's Zhao Ze or Lu Ye, they are all kind, so he accepts this love.

Soon after arriving at the place, Ling Shu got off the car with Lu Ye, hesitatingly said: "Brother Lu, if you want to talk to someone, I'm not convenient to be there, why don't I take a taxi back first, thank you for today."

Lu Ye put the key in his pocket casually, and resolutely rejected his proposal: "Follow up, nothing will get in the way."

Ling Shu had no choice but to follow behind him.

This is a private restaurant. As soon as Lu Ye walked to the door, there were waiters dressed as ethnic minorities approaching and courteously ushering people in.

In the restaurant, there are pavilions, small bridges and flowing water. There is no lobby, only private boxes, and the atmosphere of "I am expensive" is revealed inside and outside.

It was a coincidence that the two of them walked all the way to the box along the path in the courtyard. On the way, they ran into Wu Zhe who had just come out and a group of people behind him.

Wu Zhe saw the two of them first, and when he saw Lu Ye walking over and talking to Ling Shu in a low voice, his expression immediately turned ugly.

Why is it so unlucky to run into this evil spirit everywhere?And when did this fat man have such a good relationship with him?

He had bad intuition, gritted his teeth, turned his foot, and was about to lead people away from another direction, but unexpectedly, Ling Shu and Lu Ye had already seen him.

Ling Shu paused, not hiding the anger in his eyes at all.

No one in Lu Ye could tell at a glance that the little comrade's expression was not right, not to mention seeing the sports car splashed by Ling Shu in the parking lot just now.

The principle that Yingdi Lu is used to is that grievances and hatreds cannot be discussed overnight. Since they have encountered each other, they must explain it clearly.

He opened his mouth lazily, and called Wu Zhe who turned around: "Hello! Who is that?"

Wu Zhe's face darkened: ... Am I not worthy of having a name?

He gritted his teeth, still stubbornly raised his foot and walked in another direction, but when the others behind him saw the actor, they were already commotion.

Seeing him pretending to be stupid, Lu Ye lowered his voice, "Try another step?"

Wu Zhe's heart trembled, and he finally stopped, with a flattering smile on his face, "surprised" said: "Oh, brother Lu, hello, I didn't expect to meet you here, you were just now Are you calling me?"

Ling Shu: ...

To be honest, with such a poor acting skill, don't be ashamed in front of the actor.

Lu Ye scanned him from head to toe before saying unhurriedly: "Please call me Mr. Lu, we are not familiar."

Wu Zhe's face was blue and white, and he was choked to death in a second.

"I called you because I have something to ask. Is the license plate XXXXX your car?"

Wu Zhe paused, and looked at Ling Shu with disgust, this fat man, dare to sue? ?

Ling Shu could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his expression. Although he was blamed innocently, he didn't explain anything.

"Yes, it's mine, what's wrong?"

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Lu Ye let out a snort: "Driving so carelessly, why don't you drive in the future? In case of a car accident one day, it's a trivial matter to injure someone, but it's really a big deal if you completely disable yourself or lose your life." It’s not worth the candle.”

Wu Zhe: ...

The person following Wu Zhe: ...

threaten!In broad daylight, this is the threat of red fruit fruit!

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