The shooting schedule is going on in an orderly manner. No matter how busy the shooting is every day, Zhong Le also maintains the habit of reading comments online at ten o'clock in the evening.

There are fewer and fewer comments on the live broadcast of him not long ago, and the heat generated by the live broadcast has almost been consumed by time.

As usual, Zhong Le posted his name square on the website.

Except for the group of people who scolded him as usual, Zhong Le saw something different today.

[Qingle bot: Take you to eat sugar on the spot.Today Song Yingdi touched Zhong Le's little hand <excited><playing call>]

Below the text is a picture that is so blurry that it can't be blurred anymore, it can be vaguely seen that it looks like two people put together.

Seeing the comments below, Zhong Le frowned.

[It’s a flower: It’s over!Blogger, you have brought Lele’s name!Change it quickly! ]

[Sweet: I am giao, a microscope girl. ]

[Scholar: They are not true, but I am fake. ]

[Qingle bot] Reply [Sweet]: I am a male fan.

Zhong Le clicked into the homepage called "Qingle bot". The first article on the homepage read: This is Qingle bot, focusing on Qingle and the two of them.

After scrolling down a few more entries, Zhong Le instantly understood that this was his and Song Yiqing's CP fans.

A person like him can still have CP fans.Such a new cognition opened the door to a new world for Zhong Le.

It turned out that the two men could still be pulled over like this.

When shooting the next day, Song Yiqing looked at the dark circles under Zhong Le's eyes and frowned leisurely.

"You didn't sleep well last night?"

Zhong Le turned his head away when he heard the sound, and said with a smile: "No, I slept well."

After entering that new world last night, Zhong Le read the articles produced by the wives of the fan circle.

Every article was written so sweetly that he couldn't fall asleep even if he wanted to sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, the sauce written by the wives was hanging out.

Even looking at Song Yiqing now, there are some indescribable images in Zhong Le's mind.

The other party looked at him with concern, but there was something wrong in his head, so Zhong Le could only smile stiffly at the corner of his mouth, hoping that the other party would not see anything.

Song Yiqing didn't see anything as he wished, but he still paid more attention to Zhong Le.

For example, he memorized several lines wrongly today, named the characters in the play their real names in reality, and almost fell down when he was running down the stairs.

Song Yiqing intuitively felt that Zhong Le was busy today.

After the evening shooting, Zhong Le went back to the hotel and lay on the bed with his legs dangling on the edge of the bed. He turned on his mobile phone and continued to watch videos produced by other wives.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted the tranquility in the room. It is now 09:30 in the evening. Who would come to find themselves at this time?

Zhong Le put the phone aside, put on his slippers and ran to the door, asking "Who is it?" while holding the iron coat hanger by the door.

"Me." A familiar voice came from outside, "Song Yiqing."

Hearing this voice, Zhong Le breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly opened the door.

"It's so late, why are you here?"

This scene is exactly like the scene in the cp article he watched yesterday.

"It was night, Song Yiqing walked to the door next door to him, knocked lightly, and the door opened a crack, it seems that the other party left the door for him, the little boyfriend was lying on the bed, only showing a small face outside .

"Why isn't the door closed?"

The little boyfriend felt aggrieved when he heard the other party's unquestionable tone, "I'm waiting for you."

After waiting, the man's midnight punishment came. "

"Why is your face so red?" Song Yiqing put his hands on Zhong Le's forehead, "Are you sick?"

Zhong Le was startled by the touch of his hand, and took a few steps back in fright, "No."

Seeing this scene, Tiantian burst into laughter in his mind.

Zhong Le's dodging eyes seemed even more suspicious to Song Yiqing.

"What's the matter with you coming to my place at night?" Zhong Le looked at Song Yiqing suspiciously, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "It's so late, it's not good to be photographed."

"I see that you are not in the mood for shooting today." Song Yiqing explained, "Did something happen?"

Being cared about again, Zhong Le uncomfortably hung his fingers on the bridge of his nose, "Nothing happened."

Just discovered a magnificent and magical new world.

Song Yiqing still felt something was wrong, "Then," he was thinking, "is it convenient for me to go in and sit down?"

"Ah?" Zhong Le never thought that the other party would actually enter her room.

"If it's inconvenient, I won't go in."

Hearing this, Zhong Le hurriedly opened the door, "It's convenient, come in quickly."

They are both brothers, whether it is convenient or not, they are not really in the kind of relationship in the article.

After closing the door, Zhong Le turned around and found that Song Yiqing was standing in front of the bed, motionless, with a stiff aura exuding from his back in a trance.

"Sit down, why don't you sit down?"

Zhong Le stepped forward, but was also frozen in place for a while.

The mobile phone he put on the bed was playing the CP video of him and Song Yiqing, and the background music was extremely lingering.

Heaven!He remembered that he had clearly turned it off!

"You, listen to my explanation." Zhong Le hurriedly asked Song Yiqing to explain.

Song Yiqing hasn't recovered yet, so, does Zhong Le also like him?Are the two of them in love with each other?

"It's okay, you don't need to explain." Song Yiqing couldn't accept this happy news for a while, "Then have you followed Qingle bot?"

Zhong Le breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the other party said that there was no need to explain, "I saw it yesterday, and that blogger is quite interesting."

"Really." Song Yiqing said with a smile like a child who has been praised, "I built that."

"Ah?" Zhong Le was shocked, "What? What do you mean?"

Song Yiqing: "literally."

For a moment, Song Yiqing felt that all other things in his mind disappeared, and his mind was completely occupied by Zhong Le's sentence "I think that blogger is quite interesting."

Zhong Le felt that things seemed to be out of their control, and emphasized: "I mean it literally, I really opened these unintentionally."

At this point in Zhong Le's words, Song Yiqing gradually understood.

It's that he thinks too much...

The two were speechless for a while, and did not dare to look at each other's faces.

Zhong Le wanted to put his hand on Song Yiqing's shoulder and pat it to relieve the embarrassment in the air. He stretched it out in the air, but turned back.

How did this thing develop like this?

"Tiantian, am I in a dream? Does Song Yiqing mean that he likes me?"

Tiantian: "Hmm."

Hearing the kitten's tone, Zhong Le asked: "Did you already know?"

Tiantian: "Hmm."

Embarrassing, really embarrassing.

Zhong Le didn't know what to say for a moment.

Do you want him to tell Song Yiqing, I know you are a very good person?

"Send me a good person card first." Song Yiqing seemed to know what Zhong Le would say, "This is the end of the story, if I don't understand it, I'm too unmanly."

"Zhong Le, I like you."

After being confessed by Song Yiqing, Zhong Le's head was dizzy afterwards, and he didn't know what he said to the other party.

-

Filming continued as usual on the second day.

But even the director could see that the atmosphere between them was not right.

"Yi Qing, your eyes are not cruel enough!"

"Zhong Le, what are you hiding from your eyes?!"

The two of them were really not in the mood, and Director Wen An stood up angrily, "You two! Please show some professionalism, please?!"

Zhong Le bowed his head and silently accepted the lesson, "Sorry, director."

"Oh, forget it, prepare for the next game."

Zhong Le follows a staff member to the underground garage, where he will film the scene where he is kidnapped into the car by the male lead.

The underground garage was filled with a dusty atmosphere, and the sound of speeding tires stopped abruptly in front of Zhong Le.

Before he could react, he was pushed from behind and lost consciousness.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like