Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Di Lan called Lynch's assistant over.

Tang Jingchuan's wine quality was not good, and he kept talking nonsense when he was drunk. The 1.8-meter-old man was waving back and forth on the tatami like a worm, talking about the company's rules and regulations.

In contrast, Lynch, who was sitting quietly with his face propped up and smiling faintly, looked like an angel.

Di Lan turned a blind eye to Tang Jingchuan's drinking madness, poured warm water to Lynch's mouth, and said softly, "Drink some water."

After hearing this, Lynch seemed to think for a while, then slowly lifted his lips, took the cup in one gulp, and then stopped moving, holding the cup dully, his eyes fixed.

Di Lan had never seen Lynch so obedient before, he was so obedient to the point of being silly, he couldn't help the corner of his mouth smiling, his eyes were straighter than the drunk Lynch, and he couldn't look away from Lynch.

Looking back, the movement of the hand is still carefully lifting the cup, coaxing him like a child, "Yes... Open your mouth, drink slowly, just drink a little."

Lynch also looked at him, drinking water while looking at him, with a smile in his eyes.

Di Lan didn't see it very clearly, she was a little light-headed.

Tang Jingchuan was completely drunk, started to scratch her stomach after smoking for a while, and called daddy indiscriminately.

Di Lan's ears were clear, and she only had Lynch in her eyes. After feeding him water, she saw that his chin was stained with water, so she wiped it off with the back of her hand, and then smiled brightly at Lynch.

Lynch smiled subtly, with a Buddha-like expression on his face.

"Lynch, do you still know who I am?" Di Lan whispered.

Lynch nodded slowly, with a soft tone, "I know."

A corner of Di Lan's heart was completely softened. She glanced at Tang Jingchuan who was still rolling on the tatami, and then called Lynch's assistant. The assistant said that she would be there in 10 minutes. Di Lan hung up the phone and spoke to Lin Qi directly. Qi said: "Let's go home."

Di Lan confessed to the waiter that she was optimistic about Tang Jingchuan, and then helped Lynch to the parking lot behind the hotel.

Although Lynch was drunk, he was still able to walk. Half of him leaned on Di Lan, and his steps were still steady.

Di Lan wrapped Lynch's slender waist in her arms, and frowned even more, no matter how much she fed her, she couldn't get fat.

A faint scent of wine mixed with the smell of breath sprayed on Di Lan's neck. Di Lan had no distractions at first, but her breath was warm and never stopped, like a lover's hand gently teasing him. Di Lan rolled her Adam's apple, and hugged Lynch's waist with her slightly hot palm.

He wanted Lynch to stand up straight, but Lynch moaned vaguely and rubbed his forehead against Di Lan's neck.

The right half of Di Lan's body froze, as if he had been enchanted, and the other half turned into a stone, a hollow stone, crisp, numb and brittle. If Lynch touched it again, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Di Lan took a deep breath, and let it out slowly, and calmly helped Lynch to the parking lot.

The parking attendant had already parked the car, and asked Di Lan if he would like to drive, but Di Lan declined. The waiter saw that he was supporting a drunk Lynch, and stepped forward to help Lynch, Di Lan took Lynch The whole person squeezed into his arms, avoiding the waiter's hand, and his eyes froze.

The waiter was also a smart person, and he understood Di Lan's expression, so he hurriedly turned around and opened the car door for Di Lan.

Di Lan carefully helped Lynch into the car, fastened his seat belt, and adjusted the angle of the seat before opening the door and getting into the car.

Because Lynch was drunk, Di Lan was worried that he would feel uncomfortable, so the car drove extra steadily, stepping on each brake slowly, Lynch half leaned on the seat, breathing lightly, as if falling asleep.

Di Lan was driving the car and glanced at Lynch at the red light. Lynch's face was not very red just now, but he turned pink when he fell asleep. The redness on his thin face weakened the coolness on his body.

The deafening sound of the horn behind him brought Di Lan back to his senses. The red light had turned into a green light. He hurriedly started the car and didn't dare to look at Lynch again until he entered the house.

Di Lan finally heaved a sigh of relief after helping him onto the bed in the room without distraction.

As soon as Lynch touched the bed, he turned sideways, rubbed against the pillow twice, curled up comfortably, his thin back was stretched into a curved arc in the shirt, and his sunken waist was filled with fullness. The buttocks look extraordinarily graceful.

Di Lan took a look, then looked away, and half-kneeled on the bed to take off Lynch's shoes. Lynch was sound asleep, and Di Lan's movements were also very light, for fear of waking him up.

Lynch was really tired during this time.

Things in the company made it very difficult for Lynch. Since his rebirth, Di Lan has always wanted to take Lynch out of the circle and live a normal life, but seeing Lynch working so hard to push "Firefly" to the market, his thoughts Shaken again.

Lynch really wants to prove himself, right?

Di Lan lifted the quilt to cover him, and looked at the sleeping Lynch with complicated eyes. Lynch's sleeping posture was very standard, with his hands folded in front of his face. Just laugh it off, try hard to fight again, clearly in a messy circle, but always step by step, as clear as a cloud.

Di Lan stroked Lynch's hair lightly, lowered her head and slowly approached his forehead, and stopped when only a thin piece of paper was separated.

After he confessed, Lynch remained as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened. Some time ago, when others were on the set, at most they would send WeChat, shoot small videos, and make phone calls. Lynch's attitude was the same as before. , gentle and restrained.

After the filming was over, Di Lan came back with no work at hand, so she was at home doing housework and cooking for Lynch, and became Lynch's nanny contentedly.

Lynch's attitude seems to have softened, and he still hasn't agreed to him. Taking advantage of Lynch's drunk and stealing a kiss with Lynch, Di Lan will feel that he has offended Lynch.

He can be mean and nasty, but that's for everyone who wants to hurt Lynch.

For Lynch, he is willing to use the most pious heart to praise him to the sky.

Di Lan withdrew her lips, crouched in front of Lynch's bed, and said softly, "Good night, I love you."

He made "I love you" a word that he would say whenever he saw Lynch. Lynch didn't even frown when he heard it now, only Di Lan was alone in his heart.

When Lynch woke up the next day, he felt a little bored, and he didn't feel too bad after a hangover. He probably got used to it. He got out of bed tiredly, and when he opened the door, he could smell the smell of food.

When Di Lan heard the movement, she leaned out from the kitchen, wrapped in an apron, and struggled, "Eat first or take a bath first?"

"Is the meal ready?" Lynch's throat was a little hoarse, and he coughed lightly.

"Drink some water to moisten your throat first." Di Lan came over with warm water and handed it to Lynch. "You'll feel better as soon as you want to eat. It's okay if you want to take a bath first, it's still hot."

While drinking water, Lynch looked Di Lan from top to bottom.

Di Lan's husband-cooking attire fits well with his nagging personality.

The corner of Lynch's mouth curled up slightly, "I'll wash up briefly, let's eat first."

"Okay," Di Lan took back the water glass and said to Lynch with a smile, "Go, the love breakfast will be ready soon."

Lynch turned his face away, and walked into the bathroom with a vague smile on his lips.

Di Lan ate a soft meal at Lynch's house for a week, and finally waited for her job - the premiere of "Fireflies".

Due to the lack of money, the premiere of "Fireflies" was extremely simple. There were no red carpets and no journalists. There were only various big V film critics who were invited by Tang Jingchuan and Lynch with great effort.

Guo Pei'an also lost his old face and invited several director friends to join him.

There were also fans of some actors supporting the scene, and the premiere hall with 500 people was fully seated.

Lynch and Di Lan sat together.

Originally, the seating arrangement was that Di Lan sat in the first row, between the director Guo Pei'an and the heroine Ren Miao, but Di Lan tried her best to give up her seat to a friend of Director Guo, who was also an independent director, so that the two friends could sit together.

Ren Miao was dumbfounded, but Di Lan looked aloof and unreliable in the crew, and she couldn't stand being so courteous to the director.

Di Lan got her wish and sat next to Lynch. Although Lynch said nothing and showed no expression on his face, Di Lan was still sweet in his heart.

Tang Jingchuan was sitting on Lynch's left, and she glanced over Di Lan vaguely. The movie hadn't started yet. In the dim light, Di Lan's side profile was perfect, and she was so handsome that she was a little strange.

Tang Jingchuan's eyes were sneaky, and he changed several positions to cover up his probing head. Lin Qi gave him a sideways glance, so Tang Jingchuan had no choice but to sit upright again with a solemn face.

The film was edited by Guo Pei'an day and night, and no one has seen the feature film, including the actors.

Tang Jingchuan didn't know anything. At the beginning of the movie, he kept an eye on Lynch and Di Lanna from time to time. After a few minutes of the movie, Tang Jingchuan was completely immersed in the movie.

Throughout the 118-minute movie, Tang Jingchuan didn't think about anything else for a second.

When the lights came back on and there was thunderous applause, the first thought that popped up in Tang Jingchuan's mind was - "Fuck, I'm going to get rich!"

Lynch smiled and applauded, not surprised. In his previous life, "Fireflies" was a very good film. It was irreproachable commercially, and the rate of return was astonishing. Unfortunately, it lacked a bit in terms of artistry. In this life, "Fireflies" " is more meaningful than the previous life, and the tragic factors injected into the reality make this film have a long aftertaste, which is embarrassing.

Because there were no reporters, the main creators went up to share some thoughts on the show. Even if the whole process was over, it was Di Lan who received crazy screams from fans because of her outstanding appearance. None of these fans came here. Lan's fans were all shouting when they went back—"Di Lan, you are so handsome, I like you so much!"

With a calm expression, Di Lan waved to the crowd coolly, and strode away from the safe passage.

Tang Jingchuan and the producer excitedly hugged and danced in the aisle, and laughter filled the backstage. Everyone thought that the show would probably make a fortune.

After Di Lan spoke a few words with an independent director, she politely said, "Excuse me." She stepped back a few times and walked side by side with Lynch who was behind.

Di Lan is wearing a dark blue almost black suit today, her hair is combed back neatly, and compared with the youthful image in the movie, she is a bit more mature gentleman, walking in Lynch with her hands behind her back and a smile on her lips. Beside him, he kept turning his face and smiling at Lynch, and the smile was full of 'seeking praise'.

Lynch ignored him very calmly, until they both got into the car, Di Lan couldn't help but said: "How is my acting?" He stared at Lynch with bright eyes, and the invisible tail behind him wanted to Shaking up.

Lin Qi fastened his seat belt, turned his face to look at Di Lan, and said quietly under Di Lan's expectant eyes: "Where's your kiss scene?"

Di Lan: "..." Too bad.