Me and my Apollo husband

The following days were spent by Zhou Meng accompanying Yingjun to rehearse the script. To be honest, Zhou Meng was very conflicted these days.

The script is the general process of a general meat fan. The corner of dog blood meets love at first sight, then the daily sweet love of honey, and finally the irrigation of love.Although this kind of plot is routine, it is simple, rough and powerful, and has a wide audience.And it's a meat fan, what kind of plot do you want.

As a senior GV actor manager, although Zhou Meng is not experienced in hundreds of battles, he has also visited the scene to watch hundreds of reincarnations, and sometimes he has to point out the actors: this posture is wrong, the legs are too high, and use more force.Zhou Meng, who is used to seeing strong winds and waves, has a calm mind, and his professionalism and rigor have always been well received in the industry.However, in the past few days, Zhou Meng began to doubt his professionalism.Sometimes, he even has a feeling that he is really in love with Yingjun.

They did everything a couple would do, holding hands, kissing, cuddling, except the final hit.Zhou Meng never refused.He always pushes away the people on him at critical moments, "You don't need to practice this, when it's time to shoot, just follow your instinct."

At this time, Zhou Meng was always expressionless, put on his clothes and went directly to the bathroom to solve the problem.He didn't see it or he didn't want to care if he saw it. After he left, the brown-haired man with an absolutely charming face had a disappointed expression on his face.

"As an actor, the most taboo thing is to make fake plays real. Especially GV actors." On a summer evening, Zhou Meng leaned against the wall of the roof, with a cigarette sandwiched between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, breathing weakly. on Mars.If Xiaolu or Yuan Dahan were here, they would have raised their heads to the sky and shouted in surprise, because Zhou Meng seldom, or even never smoked.

Handsome sitting on the edge of the roof, wearing loose cartoon pajamas, with two long legs hanging from the top of the 300-meter-high building, flickering, with the adventure and liveliness of young people.But he didn't say a word, as if he was angry with someone.The back is wide and there is a trace of loneliness.

In the distance, the setting sun is gradually hiding, and there are thousands of clouds, only a little bit of faint golden light is revealed.When the wind picked up, he curled his handsome messy hair and danced wildly.

"Aren't you going to marry a wife in the future, be careful." When Zhou Meng said this, milky white halos overflowed from his lips and teeth, bursts.In a few seconds, it was blown away by the wind.

"The day after tomorrow it will be officially started. We won't practice tomorrow. You can take a good rest. You can go out to relax and try to be in a good state. Relax and play freely." Zhou Meng put out his cigarette, turned and left.

"I have other work, I will be back late tonight, you can arrange your own time."

Zhou Meng really has a job. This morning, Mu Ze's agent, Ms. Zhong, called him and said that he wanted to discuss the details in detail.The place for the appointment was a garden restaurant in the city center, and when Zhou Meng arrived, the other party was already waiting there.

"I'm sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road, and I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Zhou Meng walked to the seat, still panting a little.What surprised him was that Ms. Zhong was a serious middle-aged woman, but he didn't expect that there was such a young woman with fluttering long hair and an intellectual air waiting for him.Zhou Meng thought of the information he had collected before. This female manager named Zhong Yun was the one who had been supporting Mu Ze since his debut.It's just that Zhou Meng had always met Mu Ze alone before, and had never met her.

"It's okay, let's drink some water first." Zhong Yun smiled, and gestured to the water glass in front of Zhou Meng with her slender white hand, "I don't know what you want to drink, so order this first."

"Thank you." Zhou Meng took a sip of water. He wanted to finish it like a cow, but sitting opposite such an elegant and intellectual woman, he restrained himself and tried his best to be a gentleman.

"So you are Zhou Mang. I heard that you have been around for a long time." Zhong Yun said with a smile, she also smiled gracefully, showing standard eight teeth, and a dimple on one cheek.

Zhou Meng also laughed, but he was a bit self-deprecating and embarrassed, and his voice was low and low: "Where did you hear about me?"

Zhou Meng generally doesn't think that his job is inferior to others, but when facing people like Zhong Yun, he feels inferiority complex, which is in human nature and cannot be controlled.

"Of course it's Ozawa. He often tells me about you. You were his classmate and deskmate from junior high school to high school." Zhong Yun smiled even more happily, even her eyes were full of smiles.

Zhou Meng didn't even have the confidence to look directly into people's eyes. He lowered his head and tapped his water glass with his fingers, "He even told you this."

"Yeah, I've said it many times. He said that you two are very destined. It seems that you worked for Al company for a while after graduating from university, right? You also worked as his manager for a month?" Zhong Yun asked very curiously. .

Zhou Mang smiled but didn't smile. Zhong Yun saw that he was not interested, so she changed the subject, "By the way, let's talk about the cooperation next month. I was very busy before, and I gave the mobile phone to the assistant. He I'm careless at work, I'm really sorry I didn't see your phone number. As soon as Mu Ze told me, I'll call you. "

"It's okay." Zhou Meng let go of the water glass, took out the folder in the bag and opened it: "Here are some specific matters for cooperation with your company next month, including the location and time arrangement. You can first see if there is any conflict. Adjust in time."

"Okay, let me take a look first. Well, NO.12 Ozawa will have a very important business event next month, and there may be some conflicts in time... Do you think it will be transferred to NO.16?"

"The boss of the company is coming to inspect on the morning of NO.16. Mr. Mu needs to be there at that time, otherwise we won't be able to do business."

"That's no problem, Ozawa will arrive earlier that day."

"That would be the best."

When Zhou Meng returned to the dormitory, Xiaolu had already returned and was just taking a shower, walking around the living room with her bare, skinny upper body looking for something.

"Brother Zhou, where's the hair dryer?" Xiaolu asked.

"Oh, it's in my room." Zhou Meng glanced at the closed door, "I'll get it for you."

He knocked on the door, but there was no answer.Open it directly, but there is no one in the room.Zhou Meng took out the blower to Xiaolu, and Xiaolu asked him: "Brother Zhou, did you and Yingjun have a fight?"

Zhou Meng looked up at him.

Xiaolu said: "I just came back, his face is very smelly, and I don't know where he went right now."

"He's a grown man, so we don't need to worry about it." Zhou Meng turned around and went back to his room to get his clothes and take a shower. Xiaolu plugged in the hair dryer and whimpered to blow his hair, while laughing: "That's right, as a grown man, where can he go?"

It was already midnight when Yingjun came back, Zhou Meng was woken up, and got up to take a look.Seeing the handsome figure staggering a little, I thought he was drinking.I didn't care about him.Just as I was closing my eyes and going to sleep, I suddenly heard a bang behind me, and something large hit the floor.

Zhou Meng turned over and saw Yingjun lying on the ground, he was startled.

"Handsome!" Zhou Meng rolled over from the bed and raised his handsome head, "Did you fall?"

Handsome didn't speak, frowning in pain.

Zhou Meng originally wanted to say that you drank so much wine, but he suddenly found that Yingjun didn't smell of alcohol at all.He helped Handsome up and sat on the ground, with his own body as a support, while raising his hand to touch his face, Handsome's forehead was very hot.

"You have a fever?!" Zhou Meng became a little frightened. Seeing that Yingjun couldn't even stand upright, it must be very serious.He hugged his handsome body and began to stand up, "Go, I'll take you to the hospital... Xiaolu! Yuan Dahan!"

Zhou Meng couldn't handle Yingjun by himself, Xiaolu and Yuan Dahan got up one after another when he shouted, and they were also very surprised when they saw the situation in the room.

"What's wrong with handsome?" Xiaolu asked while putting on his underpants, Yuan Dahan was still looking for a slipper for his other foot.

"He has a fever, very hot, hurry up, let's take him to the hospital!"

When the three of them worked together to get Yingjun into the taxi, they almost lost their strength. Zhou Meng let Yingjun lean on him, and Xiaolu and Yuan Dahan followed to the hospital in another car.

On the way, Zhou Meng kept pressing his forehead against the handsome one, saying, "Handsome, it's fine, I'll be in the hospital soon. Are you feeling bad?"

Even Zhou Meng didn't realize it, his voice trembled terribly.Yingjun's condition looked really serious, his face was flushed, he was sweating profusely, and his body temperature was bizarrely high.I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhou Meng even felt that even handsome leaning against him, his skin felt very painfully scalded.

Handsome's fingers were trembling, his breathing was short of breath, and his eyes were constantly rolling. The veins on his forehead were bulging, and his symptoms were horrific.Zhou Meng once saw a relative who suddenly fell ill and was still middle-aged and strong, with similar symptoms, and died suddenly.

For a moment, Zhou Meng really felt that handsome was about to leave him.

When he arrived at the entrance of the hospital, Xiaolu and Yuan Dahan helped him, and they took Yingjun to the emergency room.Zhou Meng grabbed handsome, and after Xiaolu and the others pulled him away, he knelt on the ground with a grunt, Xiaolu and Yuan Dahan dragged and dragged him to the chair.

The whole person was so lost that he didn't even know his phone was ringing.

"Brother Zhou, call! It's Mu Ze!" Xiaolu's voice reminded him.

Zhou Meng glanced at the caller ID on the phone in a daze. He suddenly couldn't recognize the name that he had figured out countless times in the past four years.