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

Fortunately, the first issue was a pilot film and didn't need much material, so when they found that the two were talking to each other on the bench, the director team directly asked Qu Mu and Ji Ping to return to the temporary love cabin.

The love cabin is the place where all the guests live together. Although they are all stars and usually have to catch up on announcements, they must live in during the recording of the love formula.

Fortunately, everyone has a separate room. If someone is very concerned about a certain guest, before going to bed at night, you can use a post-it note to write what you want to say and stick it at the door of the other party.

The other guests hadn't come back yet, so Qu Mu pushed the luggage to his room. On the simple white door, there was a tree-shaped door plate with green on the top and brown on the bottom, with two big characters Qu Mu written on it.

He opened the door, pushed the suitcase inside, unzipped the zipper, found a round-neck gray sweater and put it on, then wandered to the kitchen to find something to eat.

The kitchen of the hut is semi-open, less than two meters away from the living room, separated only by a hollow bamboo screen.

Ji Ping was sitting on the sofa in the living room, still reading the book "I'm a Dog", Qu Mu couldn't figure it out, this person seems to be more interested in dogs than in people.

"Didi." The phone in the pocket of his jeans vibrated suddenly.

Qu Mu washed his hands and dried them with kitchen paper towels, then pulled out his phone, and found that two messages came at the same time——

[Hurry up and talk to the actor, or these films will be useless! 】

[If you don't pay back the money, you are ready to break your legs and arms! 】

Qu Mu pursed his lips, crossed the next text message, reported and deleted the blacklist, and glanced at Ji Ping who was sitting in the living room.

His white and slender fingers immediately "snapped" typing on the phone: "Give me a little time to buffer."

The message "whoosh" was sent to the director's mobile phone. After observing that Ji Ping closed the book and took out the mobile phone, Qu Mu squatted behind the console and downloaded and installed the APP mentioned in the debt collection text message just now.

In the dark, the mobile phone emitted white fluorescence, which made Qu Mu's face pale. He only knew that the original body owed hundreds of thousands of dollars, but he didn't expect that the original body had to tear down the east wall to make up for the west wall, and only borrowed tens of thousands of yuan for a platform. There must be a lot of platforms that owe money.

But why did those apps disappear?Shouldn't it all be on the phone?

"What are you doing?"

The sudden sound frightened Qu Mu to drop his phone to the ground, and Ji Ping's bony hands helped him pick it up, and the amount he owed was brightly displayed on the screen.

Qu Mu snapped back the phone and stared at Ji Ping uneasily. There was no wave in Ji Ping's eyes, and no emotion could be seen.

The two stalemate for 3 minute.

Qu Mu is still in a state where the enemy can't move and I can't move.

Ji Ping said slowly: "The program team asked us to cook together."

Qu Mu took out the vegetables in the refrigerator and washed them, leaving them to drain.

He and Ji Ping stood beside the arc-shaped operating table, each occupying a corner, and tacitly chose the table farthest from the other to prepare ingredients.

Ji Ping randomly pushed the vegetables onto the chopping board, and was about to cut them before washing them. Noticing Qu Mu's movements, he unconsciously stopped his "starting" hands.

Qu Mu used different knives to cut meat and vegetables; the raw materials of each dish were neatly stacked on the same plate to distinguish them; even when the water in the sink splashed on the operating table, Qu Mu used Wipe clean with a rag.

After working for almost half an hour, Qu Mu's countertops are as clean as new, which is pleasing to the eye; Ji Ping's countertops are like the scene of an accident, and rescue is urgently needed.

Qu Mu raised his eyes and glanced at the "tragedy situation" in front of Ji Ping, counted the ingredients he had prepared, and sighed softly. Is this actor a kitchen idiot?

Qu Mu walked up to Ji Ping helplessly, and said softly, "I'll come, you sit down."

Qu Mu was wearing a red apron with the sponsor's logo printed on it, and the belt around his waist was very long, even though it was tied twice, it still fell loosely on his waist.

Ji Ping stared at Qu Mu's narrow waist, slowly dried his hands and walked to the edge of the sofa, and casually said: "The apron is loose."

Qu Mu turned around and found that it was indeed loose, so he simply pulled it with his hand: "Thank you."

The thin waist was tied up again by the red tie, Ji Ping turned his eyes and continued to devote himself to his "dog country" journey.

When the others came back and finished their meal, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

The girls suggested going to the entertainment room to watch a movie, and Qu Mu agreed. Being with a group of people is much better than being alone with Ji Ping.

Ji Ping sat alone on the single sofa, with his index finger resting lazily on his temple.

Ms. Chen, also known as Chen Yuan.She purposely pulled the cushion to the front of the single sofa, and changed into a backless low-necked dress, and sat cross-legged in front of Ji Ping's legs.

"What are we looking at?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Ji Ping in unison, Ji Ping shrugged and said casually: "I can do whatever I want."

So Chen Yuan chose Ji Ping's movie "Orphan" without hesitation.

This film is Ji Ping's top work. It tells how an orphan climbs up desperately in a world full of greed, and after having the supreme money and power, he faces the demolition of the orphanage he once lived in. A story about planning, resisting the temptation of money, and regaining one's true heart.

The first scene is the scene of an orphan stealing vegetables in the vegetable market. Ji Ping is disheveled and ragged, completely different from the movie king in a suit now, but his eyes are piercing, revealing a sense of wit and expectation for life.

But at the end of the film, even though the orphan stopped the orphanage demolition plan, his eyes were chaotic, as if he had no direction to move forward.

The screen freezes on the close-up of Ji Ping's face, and the sudden appearance of the cast and crew is like a gavel, waking up the people immersed in the film.

After watching the film in silence, Qu Mu found two mottled tear stains on his face when he heard the sobs around him.

He deserves to be the Triple Crown Best Actor, and the only male protagonist in the novel.

Qu Mu suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart, he simply left the room exuding sadness, turned around and went out to breathe.

Ji Ping thoughtfully, took a sip of the gradually cooling mocha, Chen Yuan glanced at Ji Ping's bottomless coffee cup, and quickly took the cup over: "Mr. Ji, let me pour you another cup of coffee."

"No, I'm going to the bathroom." Ji Ping got up, easily passed Chen Yuan, away from everyone's hypocritical praise.

"Pa-ta." The door opened, and Qu Mu, who was sitting on the steps, turned his head, and it was Ji Ping who came.

He had no choice but to move to the right side of the steps to make room for Ji Ping.

But Ji Ping sat down very casually, didn't look at Qu Mu, just sat beside Qu Mu.

Just as Qu Mu wanted to get up, a gentle "sit down" came from beside his ear.

This is great, he landed vertically on the steps before he left his butt ten centimeters away from the steps.

Moreover, Qu Mu originally sat with his upper body leaning forward, with his elbows resting on his thighs, but now he changed his upper body straight, with his legs closed, like a good student.

Ji Ping sneered.

Qu Mu gave him a blank look, anyway, Ji Ping couldn't see his expression in the dark.

The two sat together silently, not knowing what to say.

Qu Mu pursed his lips and sighed: "You came out by yourself, so it doesn't count as me trying to please you.""

Ji Ping turned his eyes and stared at Qu Mu, "Well, your eyes are red, I'm afraid you will do something stupid." He said, and he took out a pack of tissues from his windbreaker pocket.

Qu Mu pursed his lips, took the tissue, and wiped away the tears vigorously: "What stupid thing can I do?"

He wanted to go back immediately, but the phone started vibrating again, and the PD standing in front of the two even held up a whiteboard: "Let's chat!"

Qu Mu's big eyes darted back and forth on Ji Ping and PD. It seemed that Ji Ping's appearance was caused by the program team.

Ji Ping raised the corner of his mouth, turned his head to look at Qu Mu's loose sweater, moved his gaze upwards, and met Qu Mu's delicate side face: "Open Weibo, search for the first one."

#曲牧工作场重重# It suddenly stopped at the top of the trending search, and there was a dark red "explosion" next to it.

Qu Mu clicked into the trending search: "Traffic star Qu Mu is suspected of workplace bullying, and several trainees in the same company posted a complaint?"

The dim light of the mobile phone illuminated Qu Mu's stunned expression, Qu Mu quickly clicked on WeChat, it was empty, no one had sent him a message.

What about the broker?What do you eat?

Qu Mu suppressed the confusion in his heart, turned his head and began to browse Weibo: "Thank you for reminding me."

Ji Ping propped his chin with one hand, watched Qu Mu's movements coldly, unlocked the phone, and read out the hot searched words one by one: "Qu Mu, 20 years old, Jiulouyu... playing big names... people Set to collapse..."

Qu Mu couldn't bear it anymore, and turned his head to refute, but the moment he met Ji Ping's gaze, he found the other's eyes, very confused? ? ?

"What does Jiulouyu mean?" Ji Ping swipe down, open Baidu directly, and search in front of Qu Mu.

Qu Mu directly reached out to cover Ji Ping's phone screen: "Don't search! Just, even nine cats can't catch a fish, describe me as tactful, understand?"

Ji Ping's eyes were full of suspicion, it was obvious that he didn't believe it.

"Oh... I won't lie to you..." Qu Mu sighed, let go of his hands, and fell down on the steps dejectedly, "It means the fish that slipped through the net of the nine-year compulsory education."

Ji Ping said "Oh—" and continued to sit on the steps, refreshing Weibo: "I don't think what they said is quite right."

Qu Mu looked at Ji Ping puzzled. The cold wind made Qu Mu's air-tight sweater swish. He couldn't help rubbing his hands, and glanced enviously at Ji Ping's turtleneck cashmere sweater and fleece coat.

The wind was really cold, so Ji Ping wrapped his windbreaker tightly.

"You..." Qu Mu was speechless, but Ji Ping's eyes sparkled unexpectedly.

"Your impromptu matching girdle photo effect is very good; Chen Yuan's words hit the nail on the head; the cooking process is orderly."

Hearing this sentence, Qu Mu immediately snickered to himself. Sure enough, gold shines everywhere. Even Qu Mu affirms his excellence. It seems that he can continue to hang out in the show business circle, pay off his debts, and go on the road The road to a winner in life.

"Although the acting skills are not good, the sense of variety is not enough, and the work is not dedicated, but it is not useless."

"Mr. Ji." Qu Mu stared at Ji Ping, "Are you complimenting me or scolding me?"

Ji Ping stared at Qu Mu's bright eyes, and lightly raised a smile like a spring breeze: "Let's count it, let's praise you."

"Then I will reluctantly accept it."

Qu Mu got up, turned to open the door, glanced back at Ji Ping who was sitting on the steps, snorted, closed the door and left.

The temperature tonight was very cold, and Ji Ping read a book for a while on the steps before entering the door. As soon as he entered, he could smell the fragrance.

Looking sideways, in the siphon pot, the black-brown drink is gurgling and steaming.

Chen Yuan hurriedly ran to the console and picked up a cup of coffee on the table: "Mr. Ji, do you want American style? I just made it!"

"Thank you." Ji Ping took a sip, and the lingering aroma of coffee lingered in his mouth. He couldn't help squinting his eyes in surprise, "It's not American, it's Mocha..."

"Ah?" Chen Yuan withdrew his hand anxiously, "Then, then I'll give you—"

Ji Ping put the warm coffee in his hand, shook his head and chuckled: "No, I like it very much."

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Years later, Couples looks back on the lead film.

Qu · angry · Mu: "You · very · like · like???"

Ji Ping (pinching Qu Mu's four fingers, rubbing and smiling): "I like you very much."