I Ship My Adversary X Me

605.

Desperate to despondent, the scene still needs to be filmed well. Although my acting skills are poor, at least I have to add hard work points.

The clip to be shot is that the scholar I play is trapped in love, love is hard to express in his heart, and he keeps cutting and making chaos.

Asked the makeup artist to touch up my makeup, I dangled and sipped the boiled water in the cup, thinking about Gu Yiliang's point in my mind, acting and acting, it became thinking about Gu Yiliang, thinking and thinking , I heard the director call cut, saying that this is over.

606.

ha?

607.

I listened blankly to the director's praise of my good understanding, rapid progress, good emotions, and extraordinary performance...

There is a set of compliments, and it is almost impossible to say that I am expected to hit the gold award.

I have never been treated like this!

Glancing left and right, I lowered my head and whispered into the director's ear, "Director Lu, did Mr. Huang invest in the crew again?"

Director Lu had a good relationship with Lao Huang, so he gave me a blank look at that time: "Be good at calling people, don't talk to Mr. Huang all day long, the influence is not good."

With a hiss, I said, "This... I wonder if my dad has invested in the film crew, and the influence is not much better?"

Director Lu probably thought this was the same reason, so he didn't care too much about me, and patted me on the shoulder: "I really praise you, you did a good job in this scene. Don't blame me for gossip, do you have a sweetheart? Which one?" girl?"

Director Lu is from the south, and I was subconsciously startled when I heard the indistinguishable syllables: "No, no, it's not Gu Yi——!"

Director Lu: "...?"

I:"……"

I shook Director Lu's hand and sang sincerely: "It wasn't intentional, I made myself less like myself, for you, I desperately wanted to get [-] points and worked hard—"

Director Lu: "...you sang well. It's good to have this heart. Keep working hard. Go clean up and prepare for dinner."

608.

I returned to the state of being lost again, and after changing my clothes, I floated back into the lounge. I was shocked when I looked in the mirror.

Who is this blushing person? !Have to drink eight catties of white wine? !

The makeup artist is too careless!

I took a makeup remover wipe and wiped it on my face, and wiped it, and wiped it—

The red just faded a little.

609.

I looked at the person in the mirror who was red from the tips of his ears to the base of his neck, and slowly sat on the sofa.

OK, I admit it, I fall, it seems that I do have a sweetheart, Yiliang from the Gu family.

610.

It's 50% of the progress since the lady came true.

Last night there was a fatherly kiss good night, even if it was 55%!

I was in a trance thinking about the goodnight kiss that fell asleep in seconds, habitually turned on the super phone, and looked at the candies that had been finely picked out in the past few days, one by one, everything changed.

--Even.sweet.up.

Gu Yiliang's Weibo posts, interactions with me, replies to big fans... It's no longer just cooking sugar for cpf, but also the response and benefits from my unrequited love——

Lanjue has only been filming for a few days, and the 139-page PDF has added 50 more pages. Those huge candies that the women's soldiers regard as treasures are actually the tip of the iceberg.

After all, they still underestimated the possibility between people.

611.

Following the timeline newly sorted out by the ladies, I went over the little things that happened when I got along with Gu Yiliang, those who were in front of the camera, those who were inside and outside the brainwashing bag, those who flirted with them, and those who actually existed, even they were not flirtatious. It came out... I smiled for a while, grinned for a while, smirked for a while, and couldn't help laughing out loud for a while.

I laughed and laughed and heard a small conversation coming from the door.

Gu Yiliang's doubtful voice: "What happened to him?"

Xiao Chen's worried voice: "I don't know, it's like this when I come back from filming."

Gu Yiliang: "Which scene?"

Xiao Chen: "The scene with Sister An—Brother Gu, you don't think he got into the drama too deeply, and he fell in love with Sister An because of the play?"

612.

I'm fucking in love with you, Brother Gu, for your business!

Before I could refute, Gu Yiliang strode up to me and picked up my bag: "Let's go, it's time for dinner, and everyone else has already left."

I responded and went out with him, secretly looking at him while walking beside him.

He just now... Could it be that he was jealous after hearing Xiao Chen's words?

My heart immediately warmed up, and I added 1% to the progress bar, but seeing that his expression was normal, and he didn't look jealous, I deducted that 1% again in frustration. After thinking about it, this is trust in me performance!

So he grinned and added the 1% back.

613.

It may be that my joy and sorrow are a little obvious, Gu Yiliang turned her head and asked me: "What's wrong?"

I grasped the tone of my voice, and joked: "Why don't you believe that I am too involved in the drama, and I fell in love with Sister An because of the drama?"

"How is that possible?" He smiled, "It's already pretty good if you can get into the show."

I:"……"

He patted my head: "Peter Star."

I:"……"

The progress of the lady coming true is 0%!goodbye!

614.

Aggrieved, I got into his car, aggrieved to the restaurant designated for dinner, and aggrieved to walk into the private room.

Almost everyone is here, standing and talking in a mess in the private room. There are three large round tables in the middle of the room. I was looking for a vacant seat. Sister An waved to me: "Xiaowei Xiaogu, come here Sit on the side!"

I nodded and was about to walk towards her, but my wrist was suddenly grabbed.

I was taken to another empty seat by Gu Yiliang and sat down, I looked at him suspiciously: "You..."

He looked natural: "Huh?"

Me: "Sister An told us to sit over there."

He: "Ah? Really? I haven't heard it yet, so let's go there now."

That's what he said, and he didn't even see that he wanted to get up. Just this moment of dazedness, another person was already seated on Sister An's side.

He: "Hey, the seat is taken, so let's sit here."

I looked at him suspiciously, and he tilted his head at me calmly: "What's wrong?"

Forget it, I never understood what he was thinking.

I waved my hand: "It's nothing. Who's the host today? Please come here for dinner, so generous?"

He replied: "Leader Lu, he said that a big boss waved his hand and gave him another investment, and the crew is not short of money now, so why not take it out to make everyone lively."

Me: "What boss, so generous, burn too much money?"

He: "I heard from Director Lu that his surname is Wang."

615.

Thinking of Director Lu's indiscriminate southern accent, I fell into a long silence——

I knew that his purpose of praising me was not that simple!

Tell me what to say!

It really hooked me in!

616.

The dishes were served one by one, and the red wine was opened bottle by bottle.

My eyes were angry, and I chewed every mouthful of dishes vigorously, as if I was chewing Laohuang’s gold coins, and drank red wine in big mouthfuls, as if I was making up for being snatched by Gu Yiliang these days to make Maoxuewang Blood.

The relationship between the people in the crew is pretty good, many people walk around with cups, you respect me and I advise you, everyone has drunk a lot, even Gu Yiliang, who is not face-to-face drinking My face turned red from drinking, and when I turned my head to look at me, I started laughing, my cheeks were flushed, and I almost emptied the blood tank I had just replenished.

He: "Little Wei——"

Me: "...Huh?"

He started laughing again.

617.

What the hell!

I tugged at his sleeve: "Stop drinking."

He blinked at me, his eyelashes fluttered, and discussed with me in a friendly voice: "Slightly drunk, slightly drunk, drink a little more."

Okay, if he looks at me again with this alcohol-stained eyes, I'll—

Make money to buy a winery for him.

Resisted letting go and let him drink whatever he wants!Drink as much as you want!Impulsive, I was about to persuade him a few more words, when a little Baxian who just joined the group came over holding a cup.

618

Xiao Baxian laughed so hard, raised his cup to respect me, and asked, "Brother Yan, what are you going to do in your next play?"

I thought about it, and replied: "I haven't planned it yet, what's wrong?"

Xiao Baxian's eyes were bright, and he was innocent: "No, I just think you are really lucky, brother Yan. It's been smooth sailing since your debut, and I want to learn from you—"

They are both thousand-year-old foxes, what are you doing chatting with me here? Don't you just think that I have been adopted by others, so come to sarcasm, and hint at me as a pimp by the way.

I laughed: "Fate is determined by God, luck is your own, and happiness depends on fighting for it. I recommend you to go to Nanpu Temple, burn incense and worship Buddha, and you will be blessed."

Xiao Baxian: "...Really, haha, I will definitely go, then let me toast you again!"

I touched the cup, and Gu Yiliang suddenly said expressionlessly: "Sit down and eat together."

619.

I didn't understand what kind of operation he was doing. I watched Xiao Baxian sat down on the empty seat next to him overjoyed, and said with a coquettish smile, "Thank you, senior!"

No, they all debuted at the same time, I am Brother Yan, and he is the senior?

Gu Yiliang actually dared to nod in response?

Hello?Your genuine business partner is still sitting here, so you can't wait to get a baby?Are your ideas very traditional?

Face-to-face NTR play very six ah?A piece of green light played passionately in my ears, huh?

I watched Xiao Baxian and Gu Yiliang clink glasses with unspeakable taste, and felt that I was greener than Gu Tianle.

620.

Gu Yiliang raised her glass with a pause: "No one told you that when clinking glasses with seniors, should the rim be lowered?"

Xiao Baxian was stunned: "Huh?"

Gu Yiliang: "Eat vegetables."

Xiao Baxian let out an oh, quickly put down the cup, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and hesitated which one to pick up.

I'm a little confused, does this still require hesitation?

Gu Yiliang: "Didn't anyone tell you not to put your chopsticks on the top of the food when you pick it up?"

Xiao Baxian stuck out her tongue, quickly put a chopstick of celery into Gu Yi's cold bowl, and said with a smile: "I don't know what kind of food you like to eat, senior..."

I raised my eyebrows amusedly, it was a coincidence, he doesn't like celery the least.

Gu Yiliang: "No one told you to use serving chopsticks to pick up food for others?"

Xiao Baxian stuck out his tongue stiffly: "...Sorry, I didn't pay attention."

He stuck his chopsticks into the rice and reached for the male chopsticks on the turntable.

I lost sight of it.

621.

Gu Yiliang took off the chopsticks from his rice and put them on the table with a slap: "Did no one tell you that you can't stick your chopsticks in the rice when you're eating?"

Xiao Baxian: "..."

Gu Yiliang: "If you don't know how to eat, don't go out to eat, go home and learn it before coming out."

Wow, his tone is full of social sense of "don't climb a mountain that doesn't belong to you"?

I watched Xiao Baxian get up stiffly to say goodbye, and looked back at Yiliang: "You..."

In a second, he returned to the state of being thirsty and coquettish: "Slightly drunk, slightly drunk, drink a little more."

I:"……"

I turned on the phone and asked Xiao Chen to take a taxi immediately to find a place that was still open.

Be sure to serve him well!

622.

Gu Yiliang bit the tip of the milk tea straw and looked at me with half-empty eyes.

I was about to be overwhelmed by him, and remembered his domineering attitude just now, and whispered softly: "Why did you make things difficult for others just now, and you beat around the bush and scolded others for having no tutor, aren't you afraid that he will go back and slander you?" ?”

Him: "Who?"

Me: "...that little Baxian."

Him: "Xiao Baxian?"

Me: "...um."

Him: "He has five lines more than three lines?"

I:"……"

He: "That's six lines more than the second line?"

I:"……"

Me: "Wait, stop drinking."

He: "Slightly drunk, slightly—"

Me: "No!"

623.

It's dying.