Divorce, I'm a fake double [Entertainment]

"Xia Ziying has just been fired from the crew of "Guguan" because of his pollen allergy, and he has become the male lead. What do you think the public opinion on the Internet will say?"

Assistant Xiao Xu shivered behind his back: "Mr. Fu is still thoughtful..."

Now that Xia Ziying deliberately designed to frame the newcomers and actors of the crew, it seems that it is a certainty, but there are still some fans defending him, insisting that Xia Ziying will never hurt anyone for no reason, someone must be discrediting their brother .

If at this time, the crew of "Guguan" announced that Lu Wanghe would replace Xia Ziying as the leading actor, there would definitely be overwhelming conspiracy theories on the Internet, saying that Lu Wanghe had a background, a background and a financial backer, and Xia Ziying blocked it. His Tao was deliberately splashed with dirty water.

In this way, Xia Ziying will not only be easily exonerated, but also sell a wave of miserable fans, and Lu Wanghe's acting career will almost come to an end.

"Let Director Xu worry more about the casting. If he has a bad character, no matter how popular he is, don't recruit him into the crew to be an eyesore."

"Yes, I understand."

"Why hasn't Zhao Yu come to the hospital yet?"

"Broker Zhao heard that you were with Mr. Lu in the hospital, so he said that he won't be here for the time being, and he is busy taking care of Mr. Lu's Weibo account for public relations. Mr. Fu, look..."

"Okay, let's do this first. If any media want to come to the ward for interviews, they are not allowed. We will talk about it after he recovers and is discharged from the hospital."

"Is it...the company's meeting?"

Fu Jingmo cast a sidelong glance at him, and the tea-brown light pupils under the broken hair on his forehead were full of unknown emotions, and his voice was slightly cold: "What do you think?"

"I'll postpone the meeting right away, and let the general manager take care of the unimportant ones." Assistant Xiao Xu hurriedly stepped aside to make a phone call.

Fu Jingmo turned around, opened the door and re-entered the ward.

The draft in the corridor was slightly cool, covering his suit jacket with a layer of cold and damp breath.

The young man closed the door and drew the curtain of a small glass window on the door. He didn't go to the hospital bed immediately, but just stood there quietly for a few moments, waiting until the cold around his body dissipated little by little, and came out again. Feeling warm, he walked into the bathroom and wet a towel with hot water, walked to Lu Wanghe and sat down.

Just halfway through a bottle of intravenous drip, the backs of the boy's hands next to the bedding were blue and white, and the light blue blood vessels under the skin could almost be seen.

The slightly long black hair exudes an extremely soft and fluffy touch, and it is scattered on the pillow and forehead, showing off the pale and delicate face of the young man. The red rash has not completely subsided, and it is a bit shocking to look at.

Fu Jingmo looked at him quietly for a few moments, the emotions hidden in his eyes changed from anger to pity, and finally melted into tenderness.

He carefully folded the towel in his hand into a small square, raised his hand and wiped Lu Wanghe's face carefully, then took out the anti-allergic ointment from the drawer of the bedside table, and took a cotton swab to apply it on the person carefully. .

When he was a child, he took care of his sick mother all the year round. Some of the caring skills he learned at that time were almost engraved into his genes.

Halfway through the application of the ointment, Lu Wanghe woke up with the comfortable and slightly itchy touch on his cheeks.

What came into view was Fu Jingmo's slender knuckles, and then the figure sitting on the edge of the bed, which melted into a beautiful halo in the dim light, which made him feel dazed again.

There was a low and soft voice when he opened his mouth: "...Fu Jingmo?"

"Well, I'm here."

The young man's deep voice was obviously relaxed, and then he continued in a warm voice: "Are you awake? Apart from the rash on your face, is there any other discomfort?"

Lu Wanghe blinked his eyes very slowly. When he just woke up, there was still a light puddle of water vapor on his pupils, and with his blinking movements, his slender and fine eyelashes were gradually soaked.

Hearing the question, Lu Wanghe felt it carefully, and then answered honestly: "I don't feel uncomfortable, my face...is not very painful, just a little itchy."

"That's good - close your eyes, I'm rubbing the medicine on you, be careful not to get it in your eyes."

Lu Wanghe closed his eyes as he said. Did Fu Jingmo's hand holding the cotton swab rub against his chin? It made him feel a slight shudder on his skin than the cold ointment, as if he was expressing some secret emotion.

The slightly drowsy mind became clearer with the passage of time. Lu Wanghe heard the screeching sound of plastic bags, and knew that the ointment must have been applied. Fu Jingmo was sealing the bag containing the cotton swabs, so he turned his head and opened it again. He opened his eyes.

"Why did you come here suddenly..."

Although the memory before coma was not very clear, Lu Wanghe was sure that he remembered correctly, supported Xia Ziying in front of him, stood up for him, and sent him to the hospital to take care of him. The person who took care of him was always Fu Jingmo.

But Fu Jingmo should be in City S, why did he suddenly appear in Hengdian, and he didn't give him a hint before coming, even Brother Zhao didn't know...

The boy's voice was slightly hoarse because he hadn't drank water for a long time.

Fu Jingmo got up to pour water for him, and replied in a warm voice: "I know you are going to a banquet today, I was afraid that the people under my command would not do their job well, so I took the early morning plane to come here... I thought I wouldn't come to see you if everything went well." You, so as not to delay your filming."

The young man handed the water glass to Lu Wanghe's hand, and after confirming that he was holding it firmly, he withdrew his hand, and suddenly gave a helpless chuckle.

"As a result, the people under him really didn't do their job well. They didn't realize that the tablecloth in the box was soaked with pollen, which caused you to be like this... I still have to come to see you this time."

Lu Wanghe drank a few sips of water, and his dry throat finally got a little moist.

"Don't blame others, I haven't found any problem with the tablecloth after staying in the box for so long."

Thinking back now, the incense in the censer smelled so strong, probably because Xia Ziying wanted to cover up the scent of flowers on the tablecloth.If he hadn't heard about Xia Ziying's plot to kill him by mistake before, I'm afraid he really didn't even know how he was killed this time.

The young man glanced down at the needle in his hand and realized it later.

"Then Xia Ziying is now?"

"It's already on the hot search, and everything is on the right track... Except that you are sick, everything else is fine."

Seeing him sitting up, Fu Jingmo reached out to help him adjust the position of the cushion behind him.

"Don't think too much about it, take care of your illness. Director Xu will find other actors to take the lead role in "Story Pass". It will probably take a while, so you don't need to rush back to the set."

Lu Wanghe nodded, the young man raised his face slightly, and looked sideways at Fu Jingmo, his peach blossom eyes suddenly bent.

"What about you, are you in a hurry to go back to City S?"

Fu Jingmo replied with a low smile: "Of course there is no rush."

Nothing is more important than you.

"If you're not in a hurry, let's talk about something."

Lu Wanghe met the young man's long and narrow phoenix eyes, and caught the slight astonishment in that tenderness without accident.

But Fu Jingmo still indulged: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about...a love affair."