After a career fan marries a disabled actor[Transmigration Book]

The author has something to say: There is something wrong with the typesetting in the last chapter, so I won’t change it, mainly because I’m afraid I won’t be able to change it, so I understand QAQ

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The rooftop barbecue the night before was very lively, and the next day everyone got up all night, the director waved his hand and decided to go to the mountain to worship Buddha and ask for a lottery.

The crew had a good atmosphere, Ah Sang and Zhao Liuke went up the mountain together, while Huo Jinfeng stayed in the house.

Zhao Liuke has good physical strength.

This mountain is not short, and when everyone climbed to the temple, they were already out of breath.

He was only slightly sweating, but his eyes were a little wandering.

This slight perspiration reminded him of the stuffy feeling last night.

Huo Jinfeng coaxed him to say that his legs were just right and he couldn't do anything, so he wanted to help him, but he didn't let him move.

He was held down by Huo Jinfeng and couldn't move. The other party's breath slowly passed his knees, and he went down...

Zhao Liuke pressed one hand against the cold wall, blocking his own memories, and couldn't think anymore.

The temperature has dropped, and it already feels like early winter.

He was wearing a long windbreaker and a thick sweater, and he was pressing against the wall under the bright yellow ginkgo tree.

He had a photography occupational disease, so he couldn't help it, so he raised his phone and gave him a photo.The camera is too heavy, so I didn't bring it.

The filter blurs the edges and accentuates the portrait, so the handsome man is ready to come out.

There was peeling paint on the white walls.

Old and bleak and gentle, the wind blows the hair of the person in the scene, revealing his smiling eyes.

The photographer nodded in satisfaction and asked, "Mr. Zhao, do you mind if I post a Weibo?"

Zhao Liuke returned to his senses and shook his head: "No."

Mr. Zhao's Weibo business is done once every three months, but he is still circled by others.

Corgis humbly went to other people's sites to be licking dogs, and the owner didn't even forward it.

[?The last Weibo was three months ago, those who didn’t know thought I had a fan of an old man]

[Even this microblog was posted by someone else, I never thought that the handsome guy who is a fan is actually an old cadre style]

[If you don't send it, you will hit the red heart as soon as you send it, the baby is mine! 】

[The eyes turned me into a ghost, I declared that I was the ginkgo leaf floating in front of my brother's eyes]

[This handsome guy's girlfriend +1]

【finally! ! !The love for this person is renewed until he posts the next Weibo! ! !Children don't want to watch food! ! !The child wants to see her husband's face! ! ! 】

[This is in the temple?Does Ke Ke ask for a signature? 】

[Didn't this photographer join the group recently? I've been following him for several years. I've never heard of how to take pictures of this guy. Who is it? 】

This one is a bit sharp, a bit provoking.

The corgis were not fooled, and Kopuga calmly laughed at himself.

[For ls science popularization, Yan Jinghong's male second, nicknamed Zhao Liuke, is amazingly good-looking, well-behaved, upright and beautiful, not losing money in the shares, not open for a few months, once open for food, photos are all Go to the photographer Weibo to find]

[The wild goose startled the bird?Is it just a moth here? 】

In the end, of course, it was inevitable to quarrel together.

Some people talk with a natural sense of superiority and fighting, and if you don't scold him, you can't help him grow his brain.

In the afternoon, an edited video came out in the square. It was Aite, the official promotional Weibo account of "The Wild Goose Startled by the Dragon", which was not seen from the beginning to the end.

This drama is stepping forward on a cool point. In the video, the heroine enters the palace in tears from the beginning, gritted her teeth and endured it, and finally she has seductive eyes, red lips, golden crown and red robe, and skirts are flying.

Fragments of her mind flashed one by one.

Embarrass her palace.

framed her concubine.

The ministers in the court who strongly resisted promotion.

The stiff face of the general covered in cold iron armor.

The lofty Son of Heaven, with contemptuous eyes.

The person who started the fight just now yelled even louder, it could almost be said to be ironic——

【That's it?What do you call me for a group of little girls? They're just a vase. Look at this stiff face. I can do it myself! 】

[Sisters, don't be as knowledgeable as a mad dog, he makes money from his popularity, let's break up]

[Agreed, such an obvious pick and pinch is like a navy, how much is it, and the group number is posted?The money we earn together. 】

The corgis were so angry that they couldn't let him continue to ferment, and then saw another post on the official Weibo of "The Wild Goose Startled".

The production team of Yan Jinghong: "Yan Jinghong" will be recorded on CCTW 12 sets on time on December 52st, at [-] o'clock, with a total of [-] episodes. I hope to bring you interesting characters and deeply rooted plots~

On December [-]st, there are only a few days left. The fans put away their thoughts of going back, stopped giving that person enthusiasm, and went about their own business.

Zhao Liuke knew nothing about these things.

He knelt on the futon - just now when the director scanned the QR code, he paid for the whole crew to ask for a lottery, so everyone came to ask for a lottery one by one out of the thought of not taking it for nothing.Zhao Liuke was pushed by Sister Chu, met the eager eyes of the other party, and came to beg for one.

Zhao Liuke asked the person behind the curtain: "Can you beg for someone else?"

The exposed feng shui cassock moved and was twitched.The man asked, "What is the relationship between that man and you?"

Zhao Liuke: "If there is no accident, it is my partner."

"The little benefactor's words are really interesting, no accidents," the monk said with a smile, "What if there is an accident?"

"I don't know," Zhao Liuke shook his head honestly, "I don't know how I got to be with him. I'm afraid that he will leave, and I'm also afraid that I will leave."

I am afraid that I will leave this world.

Since he wore the book, he has thought about this question more than once.

He was dressed in books for no reason, he was still sleeping the day before, he hadn't filmed during that time, he was recuperating at home, and somehow came to this world.

nothing else, nothing...

The monk pushed out the lottery bucket and said with a smile: "Little benefactor, draw one. It's uncertain who it is."

Zhao Liuke stepped forward and shook it, one fell out, he picked it up, the wooden stick was beautifully polished, black and bright, with two words on it.

【God willing】

Zhao Liuke was surprised: "Isn't it up and down? Or is it inauspicious?"

The monk smiled: "This temple doesn't count those. Since the benefactor has got the lottery, please go back."

Zhao Liuke put away the palm-length wooden stick and left.

When he came out, Meng Jin was standing by the door.

Zhao Liuke still had lingering fears about what happened yesterday. Seeing him bow his head in a disguise, he wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but he didn't expect him to come forward by himself: "Liuke, how about the lottery you asked for?"

Zhao Liuke didn't expect him to talk about this, he was obviously taken aback, shook his head and said, "I don't understand my signature, where is Senior Meng?"

Meng Jin's old fried dough stick said that he got a lottery. If Zhao Liuke hadn't been popularized by the monk, he might have believed it.

He watched everyone come to rest, ready to find a place to eat, and asked suspiciously: "Didn't you just ask for a visa and go down?"

"Too tired." Meng Jin followed his gaze and looked over, "Do you want to go down? Let's go together?"

Zhao Liuke couldn't say anything, so he nodded.

He said hello to Sister Chu. Sister Chu wanted to come with him, but she couldn't support her physically, so she had to give him a careful look.

Zhao Liuke smiled lightly, "Goodbye, Miss Chu."

Then turned on the phone recorder.

The mountain road is not rough, they go down the steps, and the flat stone bricks spread all the way.

Meng Jin staggered while walking and fell forward. Zhao Liuke turned around reflexively and gave him a hand.

His hand was pinched by Meng Jin.

Zhao Liuke frowned and shook his hand away, and said directly: "Senior, what do you mean?"

Meng Jin paused, and asked, "Liu Ke, do you despise my brother? You followed my brother, why can't my brother give you? You have a marriage contract with Huo Jinfeng? What can such a disabled person give you?"

Seeing Zhao Liuke dodge, he even followed two steps forward.

Zhao Liuke took two steps back.

"What? He's completely paralyzed, right? Can it still work there? Can it satisfy you? You have such a good figure, but your bottom must be tight. Are you a straight man? It's okay, my brother can overcome it."

Zhao Liuke lowered his eyes and couldn't see any emotion. He didn't respond to Meng Jin's greasy words. He waited for Meng Jin to finish speaking, and asked, "What about Huo Jinfeng? Senior also felt disgusted because he couldn't get it?"

Meng Jin looked at him in surprise, "I just like talking to smart people, how much do you want?"

He has come to take him.

Zhao Liuke raised his leg as if his chest was a kick!

He was obviously at a disadvantage standing on the steps below, but this kick was sudden and fast, kicking Meng Jin crookedly and rolling into the nearby woods!

Meng Jin was caught off guard, and was kicked so loudly that he slammed his back against a tree, and the rolling trend stopped before he stopped, his face was ashamed, and two grasses got in his mouth.

Meng Jin looked at him in disbelief, with a little madness in his eyes: "It's so exciting——!"

Zhao Liuke stepped forward and stepped on his neck.

His sneakers.

Even so, Meng Jin was trampled so hard that he couldn't breathe well and looked like he was about to vomit.

Meng Jin heard him ask, "Did you say that to Huo Jinfeng?"

Meng Jin laughed loudly: "Hahaha! So what! Not only that, but he was almost caught by me, didn't you expect it?!"

No wonder.

Zhao Liuke shook the phone that he had just suspended the voice, and stepped again.

Meng Jin's throat was trampled by him, his eyes went dark, and he didn't even see what he was holding in his hand.

"Good luck."

Zhao Liuke knocked him unconscious with a knife, then sprinkled some soil on his clothes, and stepped on him twice to cover his shoe prints.

The assistant he called to Meng Jin had eyes as cold as a black-blue glacier immersed in sea water, but his tone was gentle and irritable.

"Where are you? Senior Meng walked with me just now, and now I can't see him after buying some water. Are you going back?"

The assistant looked around blankly: "No..."

"Look for it quickly, I don't have it here, he won't go down the mountain, right?"

The assistant wailed, "Alright, alright, Mr. Zhao is busy, I'll go and find him."

After Zhao Liuke hung up the phone, he turned around and left. He walked so fast that he went down the mountain almost three steps at a time, and his skin was covered with goose bumps.

Meng Jin had long since lost sight of it.

He supported the tree, covered his mouth and nose, and resisted the desire to retch, when he saw a figure in a wheelchair approaching from far away.

The other party saw that he was obviously hot, but cold sweat unconsciously broke out on his forehead, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Liuke took a step forward, almost pounced on the opponent, and squatted in front of him.

"My legs are weak... I'm so tired from walking..."

Huo Jinfeng smiled and held out his hand.

His palms are warm.

Zhao Liuke went to hold it, but never wanted to let go.