The second generation ancestor's acting career

The side room of Su Zhai Restaurant was prepared a long time ago.

Lu Ningxuan came out of the shower, looked at the time, and found that it was not until 10:30.

For him who usually catches up with night scenes and messes up his work and rest schedule, it's still a bit early for him to go to bed at this point.

So he squatted beside the luggage bag and rummaged through to find the painting tools, and then he simply sat cross-legged on the wooden chair in front of the window with a sketchbook in his hands and began to sketch the sketch of the vegetarian restaurant.

But as he was drawing and drawing, the tip of the pen paused, and he realized something was wrong.

--Depend on!Who is this guy in the paper industry standing sideways in front of the bamboo forest and turning his head slightly? !

Lu Ningxuan bit his lips and stared at the familiar figure that was outlined in just a few strokes, and suddenly thought a little dissatisfied, ... Damn, what is so good about this Gu San'er, I want to be so fascinated by him?

It seems that drawing him unconsciously has become an instinctive habit.

...This is not very good.

As he thought about it, he continued to sketch.

"Ah Xuan, are you asleep?" Suddenly there was a knocking sound from outside the old-fashioned wooden door.

The movements of Lu Ningxuan's hands paused, and then he flipped the sketch on the sketchbook, stepped on the soft and comfortable slippers and walked over to open the door, "What's the matter?"

Gu Qianlan was standing outside with a cup of warm milk, seeing his hair was still dripping wet, with a helpless expression, he didn't know what to say about him.

"Hold it, be careful not to burn it." After he stuffed the milk cup in his hand to Lu Ningxuan who was slightly dazed, he turned around and went back to his own room next door. After a while, he came back with a hair dryer in his pocket.

Looking at Lu Ningxuan who was standing by the door and already sipping milk in small sips, he felt that the softness in his heart was almost overflowing.

"Why don't you blow dry your hair after taking a shower?" Gu Qianlan walked into the room and plugged in the power supply familiarly, then turned around and waved, signaling him to hurry over.

Lu Ningxuan covered the warm milk cup with both hands, then walked over with the corners of his mouth slightly pursed.

"...You just have a cold, do you still want to continue to be sick?" Gu Qianlan was still muttering.

With the low-frequency sound of the hair dryer mixed in his ears, Lu Ningxuan lowered his head slightly, while feeling the soft touch of the hair brushing from time to time, while slowly sipping the milk in the glass.

"Okay." When the hair was almost blown, Gu Qianlan turned off the power, put away the hair dryer and put it aside, "Rest early, and tomorrow I will take you to a nearby pond for fishing."

After speaking, he looked at the milk that was almost finished in Lu Ningxuan's hand, and then stretched out his hand.

Lu Ningxuan handed him the milk cup in his hand, then blinked, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Is this how the ferocious koi in the vegetarian restaurant were caught?"

"..." Gu Qianlan, "Hurry up and go to sleep, good night."

After all, when he was about to leave with an empty cup, he heard him lying on the bed, and said in a vague voice: "Gu San'er, good night."

After Gu Qianlan closed the door and went out, Lu Ningxuan raised his hand to slightly cover his eyes, and couldn't help laughing again and again.

……

Early next morning.

Lu Ningxuan was awakened in a daze by someone amidst the sound of talking and walking from time to time.

After reaching for the mobile phone next to the bed and checking the time, he lost all sleepiness.

After laying on the bed for a few minutes, he quickly lifted the quilt and got up to wash and change clothes.

After he packed up and went out, he found that Gu Qianlan was already sitting at the table in the front hall and started to have breakfast.

"Don't sleep anymore?" Gu Qianlan glanced at him, then pointed to the place beside him and said, "Just come over for breakfast."

The breakfast here is very traditional.

White porridge, small vegetables, steamed stuffed buns and refueling sticks.

Lu Ningxuan walked over and took a sip of the clear and thick millet porridge, then picked up a white and fat tofu bun from the steamer and ate it quietly.

His eating looks very good-looking.

The amount of meals is not too much but definitely not too much.

Gu Qianlan was slightly distracted and remembered a long time ago - when this guy once complained about the troubles and pains of not being able to eat this or touch that during his illness, somehow he wanted to laugh a little bit.

Lu Ningxuan glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, with an inexplicable expression on his face, and asked casually after a while, "How come there are so many people here when you get up early in the morning?"

Gu Qianlan picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling with thin skin and plenty of stuffing for him and put it on the plate in front of him, "The vegetarian restaurant is always open for business."

Lu Ningxuan nodded while chewing the food.

Gu Qianlan laughed, "But my uncle is too lazy, and he can only serve ten tables of people in a day. After this number, I'm sorry to stop doing business, and I won't do it no matter how much money I give. "

Lu Ningxuan could understand it very well: "The supply exceeds the demand, probably the fame of the Vegetarian Restaurant has also become so popular..."

Gu Qianlan looked at him with a half-smile.

Afterwards, the two had breakfast.

Gu Qianlan borrowed a whole set of professional fishing tools from Guantu, and took Lu Ningxuan to the pond behind to go fishing.

The air and scenery near Su Zhai Pavilion are very good, which is very suitable for those who have money and leisure to come and live for the elderly.

Lu Ningxuan went for a walk all the way, only thinking that everything he looked at was pleasing to the eye.

So he simply took advantage of Gu San'er playing with fishing tools, and ran away directly with his backpack on his shoulders.

The environment is comfortable and he is in a good mood, and he can't stop the idea of ​​wanting to paint and paint.

So in the next few days, he basically went out during the day to take pictures and draw pictures, and sometimes at night he would huddle together with Gu San'er in front of the TV to watch programs, or listen to the previous generation's film star Guan Tu talk with him. Talk about funny things like acting skills.

Such a relaxed and leisurely life is extremely comfortable.

When Gu Qianlan informed him that he was going back, he was even a little unhappy.

But whether they like it or not, Jingcheng always wants to go back.

So on the day I went back——

He, Gu San'er, and the actor concerned stood side by side in front of the vegetarian restaurant. With this as the background, they took a photo together and finally bid farewell.

Before boarding the plane, Lu Ningxuan sat in the lounge and took a look at the picture album. He couldn't help but took out his mobile phone and compared it directly to the picture book, took a picture of a drawing he was more satisfied with and uploaded it to Weibo.

……

However, in the No. [-] Hospital in Jingcheng.

Xia Musheng, who had just finished an operation and returned to the office to take a rest, took out his mobile phone from the drawer to look through it, and for some reason suddenly saw this widely circulated sketch.

Xia Mucheng stared at the signature date on the lower right side of the drawing and frowned slightly, his originally slightly exhausted spirit suddenly tightened.

He leaned on the seat and stared blankly for a while, then as if he suddenly remembered something, he opened the drawer under the desk.

There are several pencil drawings neatly stacked inside.

Xia Mucheng took out one of the sketches and compared it with the phone screen, and the emotion in his eyes gradually darkened.

……

After Lu Ningxuan returned to Jingcheng.

Suddenly, I feel that the trend in the entertainment circle seems to have changed... Shen Xi, who has always been highly praised in Jiacheng, has actually terminated his contract directly, while Liang Wenwen, who has no acting skills at all, is gaining the limelight recently.

Even Song Ge, who just collaborated a while ago, has frequently appeared in the public eye and is widely favored by female fans.

It's just that the most surprising thing is——He Nanshen He Qiyan is likely to occupy all the domestic resources of actor An Junshen.

Then the overt and secret contest between the fans of the two major movie kings is also very intense.

Lu Ningxuan briefly glanced at the news in the entertainment section, and when he exited the phone page, he saw that the elevator floor had just stopped at the door of Aveco's studio.

He looked up and stepped out.

After Aveco went through the last big change of personnel, it seems that the whole studio has changed.

"——Ye Shuai!" Lin Yuran, who had just come out and was about to go to the tea room, saw him, and immediately flew over and threatened to throw him on him, "...Long time no see, I miss you so much..."

"Hey, pay attention to the coffee cup in your hand—" Lu Ningxuan was almost taken aback by the girl rushing towards him, so he quickly dodged to avoid it.

Miss Lin, who had rushed to the sky, curled her lips in displeasure, "Ye Shuai, you really hurt my heart! I flew over to greet you so enthusiastically, and you gave such a reaction..."

Lu Ningxuan twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said: "——thank you for your enthusiasm, and please put away the coffee cup in your hand in time, please?"

Lin Yuran looked down at the coffee that was almost spilled, and said with a smile on his face, "...I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I haven't seen you for a long time, I'm so excited—"

Lu Ningxuan nodded, looking at the mess in the studio where there seemed to be no one there, he couldn't help wondering: "... After the last major change of blood, is there no one in our company?"

Lin Yuran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "——No! It's just that you came today by accident, we just moved to a new studio~"

After she mentioned it like this, Lu Ningxuan immediately remembered that there was indeed such a thing...

So after talking for a while, he was about to leave.

When he went out and waited for the elevator, he suddenly received an unfamiliar number.

Two 10 minutes later.

A commercial street near Nanfu Xinyuan.

Lu Ningxuan ordered two cups of coffee and sat on the bench in the walking park. From time to time, people around him came to ask for a group photo and autograph, but he declined them with a slight smile.

... What are you kidding, one or two people come over, but three or four groups of people come, so do you want his hand?

Besides, isn't he here today as a public exhibit?

Waited another ten minutes.

Xia Musheng finally arrived late.

Lu Ningxuan raised his eyes to meet the bright white light, and felt that Xia Mucheng, who had changed out of his white coat, was indescribably handsome and dazzling.

"Let's talk in another place——" he came over and said the first sentence, "There are too many people here, it's inconvenient."

Lu Ningxuan sighed slightly, feeling that the day that he couldn't hide no matter what he did back then has finally come.

He stood up and handed over a cup of warm coffee, and said lightly, "Let's go, just go to the small apartment where I live."

Xia Mucheng looked at him for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

……

The two walked to the gate of the community without saying a word.

Lu Ningxuan pursed the corners of his lips, and suddenly said, "You actually guessed something, right?"

Xia Mucheng was taken aback for a moment, then stopped, stared at him for a long time with extremely complicated eyes, and asked slowly: "Guess what?"

Lu Ningxuan chuckled, but looked up at him without speaking.

Xia Mucheng pursed his lips and sighed for a moment, then reached out his hand and took out a folded drawing from his pocket, with an almost numb expression on his face, he said, "...what should I know?"

After he finished speaking, he smiled wryly again, "Ye Xu, Lu Ningxuan, hehe... what is this all about?"

Lu Ningxuan secretly clenched his fists, put his gloves in his pockets, and stood aside with the same blank expression. After a long time, he said: "...Then do you regret it now?"

Xia Musheng didn't speak.

But he heard him whispering to himself: "It's like this when I wake up, to be honest... As for why it happened, I don't know."

Xia Mucheng looked at him with a tired and gloomy expression.

Lu Ningxuan's scalp was almost numb from his gaze, but he had to continue, "...I'm sorry, really, I'm sorry."

Unexpectedly, he suddenly asked an irrelevant question, "Are you with Gu Qianlan now?"

Lu Ningxuan: "..."

Xia Mucheng smiled wryly with a slightly pale complexion, "...you don't need to say sorry, what does this have to do with you."

After finishing speaking, he handed back the artwork in his hand, "At least you are still alive."

Lu Ningxuan lowered his head and opened the sketch in his hand, his heart trembled suddenly, then he pursed his lips, and said with a sad expression: "...But I'm still sorry."

Xia Mucheng waved his hand, turned around and walked back.

……

Some people's sadness is doomed to be delayed.

After another distraction, Xia Mucheng suddenly realized that his trance state was not suitable for work.

So he raised his hand and wiped his face, stood up and prepared to go to the dean's room to ask for leave.

It was just that when he passed a ward in the inpatient department, he paused slightly.

...It seems that I can still vaguely see the thin boy from that day, leaning against the window sill and drawing pictures on the drawing board, bored.

Occasionally, when I see someone entering without knocking, I will frown impatiently, and then the whole person exudes a kind of feeling from the inside out-"I am very unhappy."

"Doctor Xia?"

A nurse who was cleaning the ward suddenly opened the door and came out.When he saw him, he was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized, "...Ah, coming here at this time, you think of the young master of the Lu family again, right?"

Xia Musheng was a little embarrassed by what she said, and felt that it was a negligence of duty as a doctor.

The nurse sighed to herself, and continued, "...it's a pity for such a beautiful child at such a young age."

Xia Musheng remained silent with a blank expression.

The nurse said again: "Well, to be honest, he is not as old as my son. He just left, how can his parents bear it..."

Afterwards, he chanted a few more words, but Xia Mucheng couldn't hear her clearly, so he had to say hello to her casually, then turned and left.

The nurse stared at his slightly cool back for a while, and then couldn't help but sighed heavily.

...So, otherwise, how could the hospital be a place where life and death are easy to look down upon?

The young master of the Lu family grew up in the hospital almost from an early age. As long as there are some senior medical staff here, almost no one is not familiar with him.

...In fact, it is true, even if you don't mention his illustrious family background, even if you just look at his appearance, it can still leave a deep impression on people.

The young master of the Lu family looks good, not only the doctors and nurses here, but also other inpatients like him very much.

It's just that this child, who has been in poor health since he was a child, doesn't seem to like being close to people very much.

But even so, it still can't hinder everyone's preference for him.

But such a child who can be loved very much just by looking at it is actually gone when he says he is gone, and he doesn't even have the chance to be sent to the hospital for emergency treatment...

The nurse raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, feeling that the pain in his heart was not enough.