The actor always wants to form a CP with me

fifteen

"Can you tell me what you want to go home so early every day?" Qin Yao broke down and said, "I thought it was because you were too tired after work was postponed, and you didn't even go to clubs?!"

Qin Yao has also recently begun to be confused about the thoughts of his film star. After 5 o'clock in the evening, he would run around the room anxiously, checking the time every [-] minutes, and almost wrote "I want to go home" on the face off.

Talking about the script with the director again, it was seen that he was absent-minded, and he kindly asked, "If you have something to do, we can talk to another day", but this guy really picked up his bag and left, Qin Yao nearly vomited a mouthful of old blood come out.

Today, he dragged Liao Shulan to the bar to play with great difficulty. Within half an hour, three groups of people had been scared away, and Qin Yao went crazy.

"If Shen Ran were here today, would you be here too?"

"Why is Shen Ran here?" Liao Shulan asked with a serious face: "That kid won't play in this kind of place, Aunt Mei said he has already gone home."

"What the hell..." Qin Yao rolled up his sleeves angrily, "Liao Shulan, tell me the truth, are you in love?"

Liao Shulan just thought it was funny: "Do you know my itinerary better than me? How can I have time to meet women?"

Qin Yao thought about it and thought it was right: "How about a secret love? Liao Shulan, you have to explain to me today, why do you always go home so early recently?"

Liao Shulan frowned and sat on the sofa without saying a word. She couldn't tell this guy that she was actually a small anchor's anchor at home. If she said that, she might be laughed to death by Qin Yao.

"I..." Liao Shulan racked her brains to find a reason that didn't sound reasonable: "I'm under too much pressure recently, you know, about Song Guanyu."

Qin Yao spread his hands: "So I let you go out for half a month's vacation, and took you out for entertainment, and the Golden Crossbow Award has passed for almost three months, so don't try to deceive me."

"Okay," Liao Shulan shrugged and looked at the front with a serious face: "Then I can only tell you the truth."

"Say!"

"I want to fall in love."

"……what?"

"Being an actor is really stressful, especially after winning two Best Actor Awards and losing this year," Liao Shulan said with a calm expression as if she was reading a script, but it was such a state that somehow made Qin Yao feel a little real.

"Sometimes when I think about it, I feel that my life is very boring. When I get home, there is no one around me. I want to experience the feeling of being cared and missed."

The more Qin Yao heard it, the more panicked he felt. Feelings are like these things when he comes home every day?Isn't this the rhythm of getting sick? !

So manager Qin began to reflect on whether he was too strict with his artists, and his momentum began to slowly decrease: "If you had this idea a long time ago and told me, wouldn't it be over?"

Liao Shulan showed a wry smile, looking miserable and sad.

Qin Yao smacked his lips with a guilty conscience: "If you want to go back, go back. At worst, all the announcements tonight will be pushed to you. Love...you can talk about it if you want! But there is only one thing, remember to tell me, let me do it well Ready to know?"

Liao Shulan nodded, and said "Thank you" sincerely.

Qin Yao waved his hand: "Go back, go back."

Liao Shulan nodded, picked up her coat and left.The moment he walked out of the bar gate, the disappointment on his face disappeared, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, full of pride after victory.

The first time she got home, Liao Shulan turned on the computer. It was ghost that had been on the air for nearly an hour. The little anchor hadn't said much the whole time, and tried to pass the level quietly and repeatedly. Occasionally, one or two barrages floated over, all saying "Ghosts, come on."

No one was talking in the live broadcast room, which actually seemed boring, but Liao Shulan didn't feel that way at all. Turned up the computer volume to the maximum, took off his coat slowly, packed his things, occasionally glanced at the screen, and heard the ghost say a few words from time to time talk.

After Liao Shulan took a shower, she sat on the sofa and read the script, only to hear ghost say with a long sigh of relief: "It's finally over."

Liao Shulan stretched her head, and she finally passed the level that had been stuck for more than an hour. Thanks to the patience of the little anchor, she would have stopped playing for someone else.

Liao Shulan looked at the screen with tenderness in his eyes, always thinking of something to reward, but ghost didn't know who he was, watching the barrage that kept floating past, the man in front of the screen smiled.

[lan dropped a rocket in your live broadcast room. 】

Shen Ran looked at the screen in the live broadcast room with his eyes wide open. A rocket is a real 1000 yuan. There are not many people in Shen Ran's live broadcast room. Basically, fans give some free gifts, occasionally a gift of [-] yuan.But Shen Ran doesn't rely on the live broadcast for food, he does this entirely because he likes to play games anyway, it's better to open the live broadcast and have someone talk to him.

"Thank you Lan for the rocket."

[Mother Ward, Rocket!Capture the boss alive! 】

[Oh my god, someone in the Guigui live broadcast room also voted for rockets, our little anchor is going to be popular! ! ! 】

There is also a message from Lan below: "The little anchor is so cute, vote for a rocket to support."

"Thank you for the rocket sent by Lan." Shen Ran cleared his throat: "If you like it, you can follow it and come here often. You don't need to send gifts, I can't receive them."

Lan: Why?

[We, Guigui, are not contracted anchors, so the gifts we send out cannot be received. 】

[Guigui started broadcasting purely because he likes to play games, and he doesn’t rely on this for food (the anchor’s original words)]

Lan: Why not sign a contract?

After signing the contract, the platform will provide recommendation slots, which will be displayed on the platform to attract more fans, even if the income is not much, at least it is more than the income.

Shen Ran thought for a while, but didn't know how to answer.At that time, I signed an artist contract with Zhang Cheng. According to the contract, Shen Ran would hand over some performing arts activities to BZY and Zhang Cheng within five years, so there was no way to sign a contract with the live broadcast platform.

Shen Ran smacked his lips: "Because I am a rich second generation, with a wealth of wealth and a lot of wives and concubines, I don't need this little money."

A question mark floated across the bullet screen, only saying that Guigui was talking nonsense again, Shen Ran smiled, and said something else to blur the matter.

It was played for another half an hour, Shen Ran saw that it was not early, and since he was still living in someone else's house, it would be too late to disturb others' rest, so he stopped the broadcast.

Seeing the screen in the live broadcast room go black, Liao Shulan turned off the computer, sat on the sofa and silently watched the bustling night scene outside, after a long time, Liao Shulan took out her mobile phone and sent a message to a number.

"Check someone out for me."

In the crew of "Flying in the White Night", Shen Ran walked into the set wearing a hat and mask, and almost bumped into a person head-on. The person quickly supported Shen Ran's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Be careful!"

Shen Ran grabbed the hat that was knocked off, took half a step back and looked up: "Brother Liao."

Liao Shulan frowned slightly looking at Shen Ran's attire: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Shen Ran smacked his lips, because of what happened last time, more people began to pay attention to Shen Ran, even when walking on the street, occasionally a few people he didn't know popped up to ask for his autograph and group photo, and on the bus, people always met people to take pictures. The mobile phone is facing him, or he is interested and excited, and even follows Shen Ran all the way.

Shen Ran is not very good at dealing with such occasions, now he blocks himself tightly every time he goes out, and basically relies on taxis for getting in and out, and he no longer dares to take the bus or anything.

Qin Yao followed behind with a smile and said, "Is there any need to ask? It must be because of being chased and scared by fans!"

Liao Shulan understood that Shen Ran has been quite popular recently, and it's normal to start gaining fans, but Shen Ran's manager is just a decoration, otherwise he wouldn't let Shen Ran come out for a walk at this time.

"Didn't your agent ask you about recent events?"

Shen Ran shook his head: "I heard that something happened to another artist in his hands recently, maybe he can't take care of me."

Qin Yao sneered: "Then he is an idiot. He ignored the good signs and ran over to wipe his ass. Your manager is also good enough."

Shen Ran smiled and said nothing.

Liao Shulan glanced at the time, then patted Shen Ran on the shoulder: "Go ahead and change clothes, it's getting late."

The shooting ended early in the morning, Shen Ran was resting in the dressing room after changing clothes, when he suddenly heard someone knock on the door, and when the door opened, it was Liao Shulan standing outside.

"Brother Liao, why are you here?" Shen Ran asked in surprise.Liao Shulan has her own lounge on the set, so she doesn't have to squeeze into the common room with ordinary actors.

"Let's see if you're gone." Liao Shulan smiled and took the bag in Shen Ran's hand: "Send you back."

"No need, are you going to have a play later?"

"I started coming back soon, and you were playing alone, why don't I send you off."

Shen Ran is not refusing, if he has time to refuse here, it is better to go early and come back earlier to save time.

After getting in the car, Liao Shulan asked casually, "Did you know about the recruiting of "Flying White Night" before?"

Shen Ran shook his head: "I read the report on the news, but I didn't go to the audition. These are the affairs of Brother Cheng. He won't let us take jobs in private."

Liao Shulan nodded: "White Night Flying was also picked up by your agent for you?"

"No." Shen Ran thought for a while: "Brother Cheng, he doesn't seem to know how I got into the group."

Liao Shulan laughed and said, "That's strange. You didn't know about it, and your agent didn't send your information to the crew. Could it be that someone pushed you on purpose?"

Shen Ran was silent for a long while, her delicate brows were knit together: "I also...don't know."

Liao Shulan smiled, and glanced at the young man in the co-pilot who was thinking from the corner of his eye: "Do you want to know?"

"do you know?"

Liao Shulan pointed the steering wheel rhythmically with one finger, thinking in her mind, telling him directly at this time is that she sounds too oolong, and this matter is more sensitive recently, if she tells him rashly, she might be mistaken for herself If you have plans for him, it's better to be vague first, and then tell him when the right time comes.

Thinking of this, he shook his head: "I don't know, but I can find a chance to check for you, maybe there will be a clue."

"Okay." Shen Ran nodded: "Thank you Brother Liao."

Afterwards, Liao Shulan concentrated on driving, and Shen Ran didn't say anything, the car was very quiet for a moment.

"The number of fans has increased a lot recently?" Liao Shulan spoke first to break the silence.

"kindness."

"happy?"

Shen Ran tilted his head and thought for a while: "It's okay."

Liao Shulan smiled: "You really don't care about these things."

Shen Ran didn't answer the call, originally when he signed the contract with Zhang Cheng, he only regarded Yayuan as a job to earn some living expenses, never thought about being popular or not, so naturally he didn't think much about these things.

"But what happened last time is not completely over, the fans are still waiting!"

"What are you waiting for?" Shen Ran turned to look at Liao Shulan in doubt.

The corner of Liao Shulan's mouth curled slightly: "Your answer."

Ten minutes later, Shen Ran's Weibo, which hadn't been updated for nearly half a year, posted a post.

"Don't worry about the past, don't believe in rumors, eat well, and concentrate on filming."

There is also a photo of jujube yam cake at the back of Weibo.

It took less than a minute for the news to be posted, and there are already hundreds of comments below.

[Mama Ward, Lifetime series! 】

【Front row!The little cuteness of your fan, grandma, has been updated! 】

[People said that they just want to make a good movie, and the KY party is gone! 】

Shen Ran flipped through the comments on Weibo for a while, it was exactly what Liao Shulan said, the response was not bad, Shen Ran followed his mood, went downstairs and went into the yard to help Aunt Mei water the flowers, but was persuaded by Aunt Mei to go to the balcony for shade Sit in a comfortable place and talk to everyone while eating snacks.

It has been almost half a month since I came here, and Aunt Mei's cooking skills are much higher than that of the uncle in the cafeteria. In addition, Aunt Mei didn't ask Shen Ran to help at all considering Shen Ran's hand injury.Apart from going to school and working, Shen Ran eats, eats, sleeps and sleeps. Seeing that her face has changed from sunflower seeds to watermelon seeds, she is still soft when pinched.

Shen Ran looked at the deformed face pinched by himself in the mirror, sighed, shook his head and turned on the computer to start the live broadcast, and then started playing single-player games.

"Want to play with Cha Ji, who of you can lend me a hand?"

【Hand to you, heart to me. 】

Shen Ran lowered his head and glanced at QQ, Panther's profile picture was black without exception, as that guy said, he doesn't seem to use QQ very much.

Shen Ran was bored looking through the stand-alone games on Steam that didn't require two hands, when suddenly someone sent a private chat on QQ.

"Ghost, do you have time to broadcast live the night after tomorrow?"

"There should be, what's wrong?"

"Haha, it's your one-year anniversary, and you're almost over [-] fans. Have you ever thought about how to spend that day?"

When Shen Ran saw this, he remembered the number of fans in his live broadcast room. He hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now he sees it—9998