Mr. Yan, break up

"Hmm...ah?" Song Chuan felt as if he had been hit on the head by someone, and suddenly he was a little confused, "What...what did you say?"

Seeing Song Chuan's surprised face, a trace of panic flashed in Lu Zian's eyes, but it was only for a moment. He immediately raised the corners of his lips and smiled generously: "I was just kidding, did I scare you?"

Song Chuan didn't speak, he was indeed taken aback.

Lu Zian didn't have any time to buffer Song Chuan. He passed Song Chuan with his hand and turned on the GoPro. He was taller than Song Chuan, and he was half bent to be in the same frame as Song Chuan.In the camera, Song Chuan's face was still dazed and didn't react, but Lu Zian smiled brightly and took Song Chuan's arm: "I heard that there is a delicious restaurant here, let's go and have a look."

"Ah...Okay." Song Chuan nodded numbly, and let Lu Zi'an take care of him, and the two of them walked over.

Lu Zian took his arm and walked ahead, but Song Chuan didn't see it. The smile on Lu Zian's face had disappeared, and it turned into a slight disappointment.Even though Lu Zian made his debut early and has more social experience than his peers, he is still a teenager after all, the age that can't hide his heart the most.

Lu Zian joined the company as a trainee at a young age, and he and his peers around him are mostly in a competitive relationship.He didn't have the opportunity to make friends and talk with others, what he had was practice-internal competition-competition-elimination.Even after making his debut, he originally thought that he would usher in the light he imagined, but he was still wrong.

In the big environment of the entertainment industry, the competition is far more intense than in the company.Every year, many brokerage companies launch artists. Newcomers are like commodities on the assembly line, one batch after another. If they want to survive, they must continue to compete.

He sees everyone as an opponent, an enemy who may squeeze him out one day in the future.This feeling lasted until he met Song Chuan.I don't know if it's because of a natural sense of intimacy, but Lu Zian has liked Song Chuan since the first time he met him.Maybe it was Song Chuan's natural gentleness that attracted him, he always wanted to follow Song Chuan and greedily feel the rare softness in him.

He originally thought it was just a pure friendship, but after guessing the relationship between Yan Jingting and Song Chuan that day, Lu Zi'an's heart was hit hard, and he suddenly found out in horror that his relationship with Song Chuan might have surpassed the meaning of friendship. That line is soaring uncontrollably towards the standard of love.

Lu Zian was a little scared. He was afraid that Song Chuan would discover the little thoughts he had hidden in his heart, so he didn't feel like eating.Song Chuan faintly sensed something, and his tongue began to be uneasy. The two of them just ate absent-mindedly and handed in a vlog hastily.

This concludes the shooting of the first city.

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The second city they filmed was City C, a southern city that is like spring all the year round. Their task here is to run a flower shop, and start the journey to the next stop when they have enough money.

And Yan Jingting didn't know why he had so much free time, he followed them all the way to City C, just to keep an eye on Song Chuan.

Song Chuan also took it for granted, Yan Jingting didn't listen to persuasion at all, and he didn't want to play the piano to Niu either.

On the first day they arrived in City C, because the shooting tasks were not very intense, the five people did not get up until noon to put on makeup, and the flower shop was about to open at two o'clock in the afternoon.Song Chuan went to the dressing room after brunch. He Nai, among other things, was willing to spend money on this aspect. Five people have five dressing rooms. After makeup, they can also be their own rest rooms without disturbing each other. And each person is equipped with a separate makeup artist to follow closely.

It is a blessing for Song Chuan, a person who talks less and is a bit socially fearful.

While he was putting on makeup, he heard someone knocking on the door outside, and there were only him, the makeup artist, assistant Xiao Chen, and a few staff members in the dressing room.Xiao Chen looked at Song Chuan, got permission, and then opened the door.

When the door was opened, Song Chuan saw the person coming, and without thinking, he replied directly: "Close the door."

Even if it was Xiao Chen who was clever and quickly closed the door, he still couldn't resist Yan Jingting's long legs and stepped in first. He closed the door and almost bumped into the assistant behind him.

Today's Yan Jingting poses like a dog, wearing a decent casual suit, revealing meticulousness from the strands of hair to the soles of his feet.With a tall and slender figure, wide shoulders and narrow waist, the excellent appearance combined with the extraordinary temperament successfully attracted the attention of several girls in the dressing room. Yan Jingting took a few glances over there, and almost melted his eyeliner so that he flew into the sky.

Song Chuan didn't know how Yan Jingting had the ability to get in here. Based on his understanding of He Nai, it was absolutely impossible for him to allow irrelevant people to come in.

"Why can you come in?"

Yan Jingting was followed by his assistant, who was carrying a bunch of things in big and small bags. As soon as he entered the door, Song Chuan smelled a faint sweet and greasy aroma. He glanced at the packaging bag, and sure enough, it was a certain dessert Brand logo.

Yan Jingting put it lightly: "Because I invested in this variety show."

"Investment?" Song Chuan sneered, "You're talking nonsense, but he won't agree."

He almost got into a fight with He Nai about that incident a few days ago, can He Nai agree?

After hearing this, Xiao Chen interjected, "Director He has been busy these days, and it seems that the assistant director is taking care of it recently."

Song Chuan closed his eyes helplessly, and turned his head away. Why is God helping Yan Jingting?

The assistant took out the milk tea and small cakes in the packaging bag and distributed them to each staff present, and greeted politely: "We are sorry for disturbing your recording a few days ago. I came here specially to make an apology." The young ladies were captivated by the small desserts and milk tea, and more importantly, Yan Jingting's face, and thanked them one after another.

After the assistant finished distributing the cake, he winked at the girls: "We, Mr. Yan and Song Chuan are friends, can you please let the girls make it easier for them to talk?"

The young ladies understood immediately, got up and left the dressing room, after a while, only heard the sound of closing the door, only Yan Jingting and Song Chuan were left in the room.

Song Chuan looked at him coldly: "Are you okay?"

Yan Jingting was frozen in place by his eyes, his heart was stabbed fiercely, the cold eyes were like a scimitar, piercing into the bottom of his heart, then flipping wantonly inside, finally twitching When it came out, it carried a piece of flesh and blood.

He swallowed the pain back, stuck in his throat, as if being strangled, unable to breathe.

After a long time, he hooked his lips, walked up to Song Chuan with a bag alone, and took out a cup of milk tea and a beautifully packaged cake under Song Chuan's almost scrutinizing eyes.

Song Chuan recognized that the milk tea was a new product of the season. A few days ago, Lu Zian enthusiastically asked his assistant to buy it. It is said that the assistant waited in line for two hours before buying it.Yan Jingting opened the packaging cover of the milk tea, and a faint scent of jasmine came to his nostrils immediately. The milk tea was well made, the dark green matcha was mixed with the milk cover, and there were fine pieces of nuts on it, just the style that little girls would like .

He carefully poured the milk cap into the milk tea cup. This is a well-known internet celebrity drinking method, and Yan Jingting specially asked the clerk for advice.

Song Chuan used to like sweetness very much, but later, in order to maintain his figure and not be disgusted by Yan Jingting, he still quit.

Yan Jingting was smiling from the tip of his brows to the corners of his lips. He had been irritated by Song Chuan so many times, but he still went back and swallowed it himself, and then faced Song Chuan with a smile on his face. .Because he didn't want to let Song Chuan down again, and he didn't want to make himself regret again.

He unpacked the well-packed small cake box, and inside was a soy milk cake, which was white and square in the cake box. It could be seen that Yan Jingting took good care of it, even after walking so far, the cake didn't collapse a bit.

"I remember you used to love sweets, so I went to buy a small cake, and the clerk said it was a signature, you should try it."

Yan Jingting looked at him with hopeful eyes, like a child waiting to be praised.

Song Chuan's eyes fell on that cake for a long time, and for some reason, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

Soy milk cake?

Yan Jingting has been with him for so many years, but he didn't even know that he was allergic to beans.

Yan Jingting looked into Song Chuan's eyes cautiously, Song Chuan raised his eyes and said mercilessly, "I'm an artist, I want to lose weight, I can't eat sweets, thank you."

Song Chuan got up, he walked very simply, the staff outside hadn't gone far, they were discussing in low voices what would happen inside the door head to head, when he looked up, he saw Song Chuan coming out, all I froze in place.

"If you have nothing to do, let's go. Even the patron should not disturb the shooting." Song Chuan said to the assistant lightly, and the sound of leather shoes came, and Song Chuan disappeared around the corner.

The assistant opened the door carefully, and saw Yan Jingting standing in front of the makeup chair, the table was full of milk tea and cakes that hadn't even been opened.

"President Yan...you..."

Yan Jingting waved his hand: "Let's go, Song Chuan doesn't want me to disturb him."

The sun was shining at noon, and Yan Jingting was about to walk out of the gate, when the assistant realized that he had thrown the umbrella somewhere because he was carrying a big bag and a small bag.He trotted two steps in a hurry to get the umbrella in the car first, and when he came back, he found that Yan Jingting had been walking under the sun for a long time.

He didn't go to the parking place, but walked in another direction.The assistant hurriedly followed to hold an umbrella, but he refused.

Yan Jingting just walked like this, the shadow under the sun shrunk into a small ball, and the assistant followed behind not too close or far away.Looking at the back of the man in front of him, he suddenly felt that that tall body seemed to be just a lifeless shell, and that small shadow on the ground was his soul at this moment.

Lonely and helpless.

The assistant couldn't help but doubt: Is the man in front still the same Yan Jingting who was so energetic and strong enough to hold everything in the palm of his hand?

That extremely haughty man who looked down on all beings at any time, at some point, his back became lonely and depressed.

The assistant shook his head and sighed:

Yan Jingting, he still fell down after all.