The villain's cannon fodder washes his whiteness by love variety show

After Qu Mu finished his makeup and hair, he caught a glimpse of Guan Luo and Duan Linyu standing together. Duan Linyu's face was pale, and his expression of wanting to leave but not being able to leave was a bit funny.

Guan Luo noticed Qu Mu's line of sight, and looked over, Qu Mu showed a cheerful smile and waved at him, and couldn't help laughing, whether this person is really stupid or has a deep mind.

Xiao Huang hastily excused himself to bring water to Ji Ping, and rushed to the dressing room, but Qu Mu just grabbed him by the collar: "Hey, wait a minute."

Qu Mu folded his arms and looked at Xiao Huang with a serious look on his face: "What did the two of them say just now?"

Xiao Huang immediately became frowning: "I don't know if that Mr. Duan is out of his mind, but he wants to provoke Guan Ge."

Guan Luo is full of arrogance, how can he stand others' smugness in front of him, if Duan Linyu bumps into him like this, he will definitely be hurt by Guan Luo.

Qu Mu glanced again, saw Xiao Huang's two arms trembling, and was quite frightened, so he patted him on the shoulder and told him to go into the house to find Ji Ping.

Guan Luo couldn't take his eyes off Qu Mu's body. Lanzhi's clothes were standard for a noble young master. His white shirt was tied with a black bow tie, and his dark brown overalls tied his slender waist tightly. A pair of jet-black leather shoes were even more polished.

Qu Mu laughed, with crooked eyebrows and flushed cheeks, he looked like a young master who didn't know much about the world, it was as if Lanzhi had stepped out of a script.

"What are you laughing at?"

After changing his clothes, Ji Ping came out of the dressing room, and saw Qu Mu leaning against the door frame smiling, and stretched out his long hand to pull Qu Mu back to his side.

"It's too miserable to laugh at you." Qu Mu grabbed the "rags" on Ji Ping's body in admiration, "Where did Director Zhou find the clothes? It's too shabby."

The clothes on Ji Ping's body can't even be called "clothes", they are just a few pieces of cloth sewn together, the torn cloth strips reveal his figure faintly, Qu Mu's excellent eight-pack abs makes Qu Mu's eyes greedy, and he can't help it touch his stomach.

Although his figure is thin, he is a complete "white chicken", not to mention the abdominal muscles, even the muscles on the arms are pitifully small.

Watching Qu Mu's movements, Ji Ping's eyes became hot unconsciously, and he directly stroked Qu Mu's movement of wanting to open his shirt: "Don't move around."

Ji Ping's deep voice tickled Qu Mu's heart, he quickly put his shirt into his overalls, turned around and walked to the preparation area: "Got it."

Ji Ping followed Qu Mu, took a long leg, and Guan Luo, who was standing on the other side, let Duan Linyu go, and walked behind Ji Ping: "I found a housekeeper, and I can go to your house regularly every day to cook and Clean up and take care of Amber."

Ji Ping turned his head, his expression was gloomy, he stood in front of Guan Luo, and then sighed deeply: "Guan Luo."

"If you get in touch with Qu Mu, you will know that he is a kind person." Ji Ping's eyes turned to Qu Mu who was standing next to Zhou Shengping, reciting his lines silently, "We have known each other for more than ten years, I don't want you two There are contradictions."

Guan Luo pursed his lips, lowered his head, and the shadow covered his face: "If you have to choose one?"

"You don't want to hear that result."

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"action!"

Qu Mu held a book and walked towards Ji Ping. His steps were brisk, and the wind blew his hair fluffy. On the camera was his smile from far to near. Following Qu Mu's footsteps, several large cameras also started to Change perspective along the track.

"Confucianism! Look, I brought you another book." Qu Mu sat beside Ji Ping complacently. Seeing that the other party was immersed in the book, he lay directly on Ji Ping's lap and used the hardwood book in his hand. Gently tapped Ji Ping's forehead.

"You haven't finished reading the book I gave you last week?"

Ji Ping held his forehead in melancholy, and showed Qu Mu the books in his hand, as if to prove himself: "I'm almost done, I only need these few pages."

Young people's thinking is always very jumpy, Qu Mu snorted softly, Nunu mouth was very delicate, but after seeing the wound on Ji Ping's hand, he grabbed his hand suddenly.

"Shuh." The books all fell to the ground.

Qu Mu caressed the scar on the man's hand nervously: "What's going on? Did you go punching again? Are you still injured so badly?!"

Ji Ping quickly withdrew his hand, with a simple and honest expression: "The boss said that there is a game that must be played by me. He is my old club. I am embarrassed to refuse."

Qu Mu glared at Ji Ping.

Zhou Shengping held his breath. He knew how many levels Qu Mu would perform with this glance. This glance must be anger with worry, but there is also a trace of sadness in the worry.

Because Lanzhi is a child of compassion, he is kind to the extreme, which can influence Confucianism in the dark to run towards the light.

Ji Ping put his hand on Qu Mu's hand. The two of them didn't make a sound during this period, they just stared at each other quietly. Qu Mu's eyes were as clear as lake water in a starry night. He moved his lips and asked what was in his heart. Voice: "Lanzhi, if I go back to the ring again, will you be disappointed?"

Qu Mu's concerned expression immediately showed a gentle smile. He held Ji Ping's hand and said softly but firmly, "Ru Wen, I have never been disappointed in you."

"Crack!"

Zhou Shengping shouted loudly, rushed in front of Qu Mu in three steps at a time, stared at Qu Mu slowly getting up from Ji Ping, and couldn't help the excitement in his heart: "Great! Keep it up, let's change the shot." Come."

Just as Qu Mu got up, he thought he had succeeded, but he didn't expect Zhou Shengping's words to knock him from heaven to the ground.

Seeing his shocked look, Ji Ping put the clothes that Xiao Huang handed over on Qu Mu: "Take two more shots and it's almost the same. Lao Zhou's habit of shooting is still very neat."

But no matter how agile Zhou Shengping was, changing angles, and shooting close-ups, the filming lasted from afternoon to night, and Qu Mu's scene was finished, but Ji Ping, the protagonist, was not over. Lin Yu also changed his clothes early and waited to go on stage.

The smell of the lunch box wafted to the tip of Qu Mu's nose. He didn't even take off his makeup and hair, so he ran to the theater manager to get two lunch boxes, and then ran straight to Ji Ping's dressing room: "Ji Ping!"

The makeup on Ji Ping's face needed to be repainted, which was time-consuming and laborious. He was sitting on a chair being kneaded by a makeup artist, and Guan Luo was sitting beside him.

"You're putting on makeup, don't you want to eat first?" Qu Mu held the boxed lunch, today was smoked duck rice, the oily aroma of the duck meat wafted to the tip of Qu Mu's nose, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Teacher Qu, you should eat first. Teacher Ji is here for a while." The makeup artist looked at Qu Mu with a smile, "Director Zhou's filming went well today. I heard that you took several close-ups. We can look forward to the finished film." .”

It was rare for Qu Mu to be praised, so he scratched his head in embarrassment, but Ji Ping teased him from the side: "If you praise him again, his tail will stick to the sky."

"Hmph, you're the one, aren't you proud of having taught me such a young genius?" Qu Mu put down the lunch box, looked at Ji Ping with his arms crossed,

The make-up artist couldn't help laughing out at his joke, and even Guan Luo, who was watching coldly, couldn't help turning his gaze to Qu Mu, but Ji Ping, with a slight twitch of his mouth, pushed the lunch box towards Qu Mu: "You eat first, I'll eat it later when I finish filming and go back."

"At that time, there was no box lunch." Qu Mu frowned, staring at the box lunch on the table, with an idea, "Then when you get off work, I will borrow the kitchen from the hotel and cook for you. .”

When Ji Ping raised his eyebrows, Qu Mu knew what he was thinking: "Just cook a piece of fish, there is no staple food, and you won't get fat."

"Get some sauerkraut, I want to eat the sauerkraut fish you made." Qu Mu was about to leave with the boxed lunch, but Ji Ping rolled up his sleeves and scratched his palm.

"The relationship between the two of you is really good."

The make-up artist said unintentionally, but Qu Mu waved his hands in surprise: "Generally, our relationship is normal, just to thank Ji Ping for teaching me acting."

"Heh." Guan Luo smiled abruptly.

"What are you laughing at?" Qu Mu walked up to Guan Luo with a boxed lunch, and put a boxed lunch beside him, "Hey, seeing that you haven't eaten, I'll give it to you."

Guan Luo raised his head and gave Qu Mu a slanted look, apart from the previous disgust, there was also a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Qu Mu didn't care what he was thinking, he just went out with his boxed lunch, went to the place where the extras ate, picked up the boxed lunch and ate it, and chatted with the extras by the way, discussing with them about the episodes of "Ruzhilan" .

Guan Luo looked out from the small window of the dressing room, just in time to see Qu Mu seriously discussing the plot with the extras, staring at the still warm boxed lunch in front of him, and silently took out the disposable chopsticks.

"Didn't you order takeaway?" The meal that originally belonged to Guan Luo fell into Guan Luo's hands. Ji Ping didn't care about it at first, but he couldn't help sighing when he saw that Guan Luo was actually eating with gusto.

"You have eaten boiled fish, do you still want to grab a lunch box from me?"