I became popular after cp with the top group in the future [Book Wear]

Li Youyang saw two thin white legs, the buttocks were half covered under the bath towel, and there was a red mark on the heel of the legs. After a glimpse, he subconsciously closed the door.

Cheng Le: "I——!"

He hurriedly wrapped the bath towel tightly, and sat down on the bed, his face flushed.

"Sorry," Li Youyang's voice sounded a little uncomfortable, coming through the door, "I opened the door as soon as I knocked."

In fact, he can't be blamed, their dormitory door is too flexible, plus... no one's door is so bold?

Zhou Huian didn't expect Cheng Le to come out like this.

Cheng Le didn't expect Zhou Hui'an to leave without closing the door.

The birth of this tragedy made Cheng Le sluggish and Li Youyang pondering. Cheng Le tremblingly got dressed and got up to open the door.

The door opened a crack, and his small face showed sharp corners, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

Li Youyang came back to his senses: "Is there no water in your room?"

"Stopped." Cheng Le took out his phone and looked at it, "An An has already contacted the program team, and he said that he will send a notification later."

"Okay." Li Youyang paused, "The birthmark on your leg..."

"It's the shape of a heart, how about it?" The way to resolve the embarrassment is to face the embarrassment directly, Cheng Le said proudly, "A birthmark is the shape of loving you, whether it is fashionable or not!"

Li Youyang: "..."

Cheng Le then said cautiously: "Everything is in the shape of loving you, this is..."

"This is a trick." Li Youyang's forehead was twitching, and he pretended to be calm, "I know."

Isn't this afraid that you don't know?

Cheng Le complained secretly, but he shouldn't be too presumptuous.He watched Li Youyang go away with tears in his eyes.

Later, when Zhou Hui'an returned from mediation, what he saw was Cheng Le huddled under the blanket.

He asked, "The water is ready, why don't you take a bath?"

Cheng Le said sullenly: "Don't talk to me."

Zhou Hui'an: Why are the emotions still fluctuating?

A woman's heart is like a needle under the sea, Cheng Le's heart is even more needle than a needle.

At 04:30 in the morning, Cheng Le was still in a soft dream, when a knock on the door dragged him into reality.

Ten minutes later, he and Zhou Hui'an collapsed in the dressing room and dozed off facing each other.

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong and turned on the screen of his phone - they woke up an hour or two earlier than usual!

And today the makeup artist painted his eyebrows and eyes in detail, and his posture was more serious than before. When Cheng Le looked in the mirror, he was indeed more delicate than before.

He asked: "Is there any activity today, sister?"

"Yes, the director will come after a while, and he will tell you," the makeup artist took out the acne stickers, "Don't move."

Cheng Le wondered, "Didn't all my pimples be covered up..."

"Hush." ​​The makeup artist stretched out a finger, "The director ordered that even if your acne fades to the point where there are only scars left, you still have to put on the acne patch for four or five days."

She squinted her eyes, and it was very difficult to find Cheng Le's pimples that had disappeared.

Cheng Le: "..."

He was rescued by Zhou Hui'an's fairy mask last night, and the acne has subsided.

Just to deduct such a little sugar for the audience, easy?

They gathered for a meeting in the living room. The staff got up earlier than them and finished a series of props.

He was weak, "Today we have a heavy task, filming two relatively slack sideshows, and we have to maintain the live broadcast during the day, everyone work together!"

This "tidbit" is to let all the guests go up the mountain to watch the sunrise and sunset.

The tidbits are recorded, which does not conflict with the live broadcast, but it is definitely not easy.

Fortunately, "going up the mountain" does not require them to actually climb the mountain, but a cable car will take them up.

Although Cheng Le feels that this kind of loses the meaning of watching the sunrise and sunset on the mountain, skipping the steps of climbing, what are you going to do on the mountain?Just look for a roof and look at it.

But at this time, everyone is in a state of exhaustion if they don't climb, and the cable car is too fragrant.

The camera is still there.

Not surprisingly, Cheng Le and Li Youyang were on the same cable car, outside the window was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the sky was still dark. The two looked at each other in the cold mid-air, feeling their bodies hanging in the air.

Cheng Le saw Li Youyang drooping eyelids, as if half asleep.

Due to the social death scene yesterday, he didn't initiate a conversation.

The photographer gave a close-up of his hesitant face.

Li Youyang noticed it and looked at him lightly, "Are you still afraid of heights?"

Cheng Le was taken aback, but he didn't dare to look at him directly, and whispered: "It's okay."

He found that under the half-blind light, the contours of Li Youyang's face were deeper and more three-dimensional, and his facial features were more standard than those of actors. He just needs to sit quietly, and he has an aura stronger than a model, stronger than love Bean lens sense.

In this book, idols are also divided into levels, and there is a natural moat between the small idols and the big idols.

And Li Youyang became a top idol.

Suddenly, Li Youyang sat forward, bent towards him, put his elbows on his legs, and crossed his fingers, which was a very close and safe distance from him.

Not too close, though, just a protective pose.

Cheng Le pursed his lips.

By the time we reached the mountain, the fog had cleared.

Cheng Le saw that the sky had fainted with an orange light, and the morning wind was blowing their bones. They squatted down on a stone to avoid the cold wind. The camera rarely left them for a moment and turned to the sky.

It is not the first time he has come to the mountain to watch the sunrise.

But every time, you can feel the magnificence of nature.

Seeing him shrinking his neck, Li Youyang asked softly, "Is it cold?"

His breath was close to his ears, and it slid warmly. Cheng Le had already prepared for it and wrapped up several more clothes. He slowly shook his head.

So Li Youyang stopped talking.

After a while, Cheng Le looked away from the sky and found Li Youyang's face turned pale.

He was startled, only to realize that Li Youyang was wearing very little.

Even if you come to climb the mountain in summer, you still need to bring a down jacket, let alone winter.

Usually they have heating, so it's nothing to wear less, but this is at the top of the mountain.

Cheng Le hurriedly opened the zipper, Li Youyang turned his head and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"I'm sacrificing for you," Cheng Le said solemnly, "Sharing honor and disgrace, sharing adversity, don't you feel moved?"

Li Youyang: "..."

"No need," Li Youyang said, "thank you."

"Which way is this?" Cheng Le saw his face turn pale, stretched out his hand, and touched the back of his hand tentatively, it was really cold.

He was not poor anymore, he took off a down jacket on the outside to reveal a thicker cotton jacket inside.

"..." Li Youyang's head hurt even more. Looking from the outside, he couldn't tell that Cheng Le had worn so much at all?

Cheng Le imitated the domineering president and directly put the down jacket on him.

Li Youyang's eyes darkened.

"I'm not very skilled in business yet." Cheng Le said shyly, showing Li Youyang's head, "You can wear it yourself."

Zhou Hui'an in the distance trembled and raised her voice: "Xiao Le, give me something! I was wrong, I shouldn't have listened to you!"

Cheng Le performed a face-changing act for him on the spot, "No more."

Zhou Hui'an: "..." Hmph, double standard.

But none is impossible, Cheng Le still gave him one.

Zhou Hui'an shared with Yang Hongwen, and they hid under a cotton jacket, like a pair of lonely wild mandarin ducks.

The rest were not so lucky.

Ren Yangzhuo and Chen Xi were squatting together, An Hechang and Zhang Chengping were squatting separately, the four of them were not close to each other and had nothing to do with each other. The director frowned and asked, "What about the scene? Why didn't you tell them to bring thick clothes?"

The stage manager was in a cold sweat: "The schedule is too tight...forgot to notify the artist assistant."

This is a serious mistake.

The director is dissatisfied, and it's not easy to get angry. The first thing to do is to find clothes.

This matter can't be resolved for a while, the artist still has to freeze first.

He had a flash of inspiration and planned to ask Cheng Le first, but before he got up, someone had already passed by him one step ahead.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Ren Yangzhuo.

Film Emperor Ren was personable, standing in front of Cheng Le and Li Youyang, he seemed to be condescending. No one here was as big as him, so it was only natural for him to maintain his posture.

"Xiao Le," he smiled, "Everyone is freezing, how many clothes did you bring? Why don't you share them with everyone?"

However, this kind of reason should be placed on asking for help, which is a bit intriguing.

Cheng Le secretly thought, is this your attitude of asking for help?Put down your figure!

Before he could speak, Ren Yangzhuo leaned over to him, with a smile on his face, as if joking, he stretched out his hand to his collar, "How did you wrap yourself up like this? It's too wearable. "

A bony hand suddenly grabbed his arm.

Cheng Le blinked and looked at Li Youyang along his hand.

Li Youyang raised his head, his face had gradually warmed up, and he was actually smiling at this moment—the smile was a little sarcastic, but still indifferent as always, "No more, we can't tell the difference."

Ren Yangzhuo frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Literally," Li Youyang said contemptuously, "Use the aura of an idol to squeeze fans, so you can't separate the clothes."

This can be said to be ruthless.

The sarcasm is open and insidious, and it is amazing to leave a blank, which makes people can't help but make up some more ugly words.

It can be said that Ren Yangzhuo's complexion was unprecedentedly ugly.

Seeing that the atmosphere is getting stiffer and stiffer, it is almost colder than the wind on the top of the mountain.

At this time, Cheng Le gently squeezed Li Youyang's hand away, and under Ren Yangzhuo's gentle expression, slowly, slowly pulled down the zipper on his chest.

The zipper opens to reveal a fog blue sweater underneath.

Ren Yangzhuo:? ? ?

Li Youyang: ...

"When I was Doraemon," Cheng Le zipped it up, "Does the matryoshka have a limit? It's not easy for me to wear three padded clothes."

He paused and said again: "Also, please don't touch me, thank you."

Ren Yangzhuo withdrew his hand stiffly.

In the entertainment industry for many years, it was the first time that Ren Yangzhuo felt his face burning.

The shame passed, followed by the annoyance of being teased.

He looked at Cheng Le angrily and remained silent for a while.

After all, he was the one who didn't take it seriously, so he held back his breath and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Cheng Le waved his hand, "I'm dressed in the same clothes as you now, so you can't ask me for it anymore, right?"

At this time, the field manager had already returned from the cable car, took a few military coats, and shouted: "The sun hasn't come out yet, I can still wear it for a while, and when the sun comes out, I have to wear better clothes, come and get them!"

Ren Yangzhuo turned his head and saw that Chen Xi had already taken them both.

He turned around and found that Cheng Le's face was also pale from the cold. This was in front of the camera. He had just been slapped so hard, and he subconsciously wanted to make amends.

Just handed over the clothes.

As a result, a pair of hands was already one step ahead of him and put the clothes on Cheng Le.