Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

Lu Wanghe followed Xu out of the other courtyard without looking sideways, and glanced at his phone, it was already past twelve noon, he had promised to invite Fu Jingmo to dinner, but now it was a bit late, I don't know...

The young man hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Director Xu, I have an appointment at noon, can you..."

There is a "ding" notification sound on WeChat.

Director Xu sharply saw the words "Fu Jingmo" on Lu Wanghe's phone screen, and smiled knowingly.

"Okay, you can go. In the afternoon, we will be filming Teacher Qiu's scene. You can come over and learn."

Lu Wanghe responded, turned around and walked towards the studio.

Only then did I have time to look down at the WeChat messages.

[Fu Jingmo: Hehe, where are you, why didn't I see you in the studio? 】

[Fu Jingmo: Crane Crane? 】

Fu Jingmo said the nickname "Hehe" which was so sweet that it was a bit cloying, and there was no sense of disobedience for some reason.

Lu Wanghe raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, wiped away some sweat stains, and typed back.

[I was arrested by Director Xu to act in a play, which was used as a positive teaching material for Xia Ziying.I'll be back now, just wait for me where you are. 】

The staff came and went in the huge studio, Fu Jingmo didn't want to be accompanied, and stood outside the door alone, wanting to look up to see when Lu Wanghe would arrive, but also afraid that others would see that he was waiting for someone.

The president who talked about hundreds of millions of contracts in the conference room without changing his face, who is at ease now looks a little at a loss, his fingers holding the phone are slightly tight, his eyelids are drooping, and the brown pupils reflect the light of the phone screen, empty and nothing mood.

When Lu Wanghe walked not far from the studio, the first thing he saw was Fu Jingmo standing alone at the door, like an abandoned dog abandoned by its owner.

The boy paused.

"Fu Jingmo, I'm here. You raise your head and walk 100 meters forward."

The staff in the studio breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the evil star standing at the door with a cold look who seemed to want them to resign and leave at any time had finally left.

Can't help but complain in the WeChat group.

【Phew... Boss Fu finally left. If he stood still, I felt like I was going to be scared to death. 】

[Yeah, I thought there was something wrong with our work. 】

[Why did Boss Fu come to our film crew for two consecutive days?I remember that Hongtu Star Entertainment did not have any actors in the crew of "Story Pass" this time. 】

[After all, it's a big investment, and it's normal for Mr. Fu to come in person... What if he wants to sign an actor from our crew? 】

[How is it possible, Mr. Fu will not come to sign the contract in person. For an entertainment company as big as Hongtu Star Entertainment, there are so many scouts. I think Mr. Fu came here just to inspect the work of our crew. I haven’t seen him often. Are you going to find Director Xu? 】

[Also... By the way, you must not touch Mr. Xia's bad luck today. 】

[What's the matter? 】

[What else can I do, Director Xu got mad when he filmed his scene in the morning! 】

【Sigh, my heart aches for his assistant, and I can't get a good look even after working so hard. 】

[That is, in my opinion, the actors in our group are still Teacher Xiaolu who is the gentlest. 】

【Teacher Xiaolu is very kind. He even delivered things to me many times in the morning. He was very gentle and polite. 】

[I really envy you guys working in the studio, I will come next time too! 】

The gentle teacher Xiaolu unceremoniously got into Shaxing's car and used Meituan to search for nearby restaurants.

"What do you want to eat?" Lu Wanghe subconsciously omitted the subject, "Western food or Chinese food?"

As soon as the fingertips slid up, the line of sight was blocked by a hand with sharp knuckles.

Fu Jingmo took the tissue and handed it to Lu Wanghe, resisting the thought of raising his hand to help the boy wipe his cheeks, and said in a low voice, "Your face is full of sweat, wipe it off first."

Lu Wanghe took the tissue and wiped it gently on his face, only to find that his temples and forehead were covered with beads of sweat, mixed with sporadic grass clippings.

The young man stared up and tried his best to look up, his long and thin white hands were chaotically trying to clean the grass clippings on the black hair, but only a few strands of hair came out after scratching for a long time.

"Go to the left." Fu Jingmo kindly reminded.

Lu Wanghe was stunned for a moment, judged from left to right, then stretched out his hand to grab the right side without hesitation, and pulled out another black hair as expected.

The young man couldn't help but feel distressed: "Don't command me indiscriminately... I will be bald!"

Fu Jingmo couldn't help laughing. For the first time, he realized that his family's Hehe might be a little road idiot who couldn't tell the direction. alley?"

Lu Wanghe stared at a few black hairs that had fallen innocently on his hands, subconsciously let out a "huh" and lowered his head slightly.

Worryingly told: "You take it easy, don't take my hair out."

The young man's slightly cool hand touched the end of his hair, passing through his hair gently and delicately, flicking away the grass clippings little by little.

Lu Wanghe originally thought that a young master like Fu Jingmo, who came from a wealthy family and was pampered since childhood, should have his fingers never touched by spring water, but now he clearly felt the thin calluses on his fingertips inadvertently rubbing against his scalp, causing a numb itching meaning.

The young man couldn't help shrunk slightly, raised his eyes quietly, and saw that the cold and handsome face of the young man in front of him was covered with a serious and gentle expression, and the joy hidden in the light-colored pupils was restrained and careful, Just like his gentle movements.

Lest it hurt him and scare him away.

"Ok?"

"It's almost time... Didn't you say that you are going to film a movie? Where did you get so many grass clippings in your hair?"

Lu Wanghe gave a rough overview of the scene that was performed in the morning: "I didn't pay attention at the time, and after the performance, I just watched Director Xu and Xia Ziying's reactions, but I didn't pay attention."

He didn't pay attention and came out with a head of grass clippings. Fortunately, he didn't follow Director Xu to meet Qiu Qingyan, otherwise this person would be very disappointed.

"What did Director Xu and Xia Ziying say?"

"Director Xu hit Xia Ziying a bit, but didn't say anything about me. Xia Ziying... He didn't like me at first, and now he just doesn't like me even more. It's nothing. I try not to let him find me in the wrong place. Just trouble."

Fu Jingmo gave a soft "hmm", withdrew his hand, wrapped the grass clippings collected in his palm with a napkin, and threw them into the trash can in the car.

Looking at the refreshing young man, he smiled and said, "It's all right now, I can take it out to eat and meet people."

The boy's black hair was stained with beads of sweat and slightly wet, but he outlined his handsome and delicate facial features more carefully. Even if the shirt was a little gray, it would still make people's eyes shine when placed in the crowd.

"Mr. Fu, don't forget, this time I'm treating guests. How can the person being treated criticize the person who treats the guests?"

Lu Wanghe's peach blossom eyes curved.

"Why don't you treat me differently next time? Teacher Qiu Qingyan and Qiu have already joined the set, I'll show my face there, maybe she will see that I look good, so..."

Fu Jingmo tensed up.

Lu Wanghe's heart softened: "Maybe he will teach me to act——Mr. Fu's expression just now, did you think I wanted to say something?"

Fu Jingmo rolled his Adam's apple, looked at the young man who was closer to him, and his voice tightened: "It's nothing..."

"It's really nothing? Then let's go back, I really want to see Teacher Qiu—"

"No!"

Lu Wanghe smiled slyly, looked at Fu Jingmo's reddish ear tips, and heard the young man's hoarse voice speak slowly.

"No...you agreed to me, you want to treat me to dinner today, and I'm leaving tomorrow, you and Qiu Qingyan..."

"Teacher Qiu and I only met a few times, Mr. Fu. She and I haven't gotten to know you well yet!"