Not well behaved

Lian Yin didn't think about why Lang Zhuoyu asked himself this, but simply explained some things as he wanted to understand the situation.

Lian Tiancheng looked good when he was young, but by nature he is lazy and has a good face, so it is useless to look good in a small county.After finishing junior high school, he didn't continue his studies. He went to work in the city, but he couldn't bear the hardships. He returned to the county to eat his old age, and got a job as a cashier in a supermarket.

The cash register is more or less face-saving. Later, he drank heavily and was getting older. After gaining weight, his figure was out of shape, so he was assigned to tidy up the shelves.

After Lian Yin went to college, the money he got from Lian Yin every month was enough for him to live on, and he even lost his job of arranging shelves.I've been idle all day, doing nothing.Lian Yin didn't know how he spent his time on weekdays.

How could a middle-aged man who didn't have a serious job and was used to ordinary consumer spending suddenly ask his son for such a large sum of 50?

Lang Zhuoyu frowned, vaguely guessing in his heart, but he wasn't going to tell Lian Yin right now.

Lian Yin's hair was wrapped around his fingers, reaching to the tip of the hair, the hair slipped down along the fingers, and his hands also fell on Lian Yin's head along the hair, gently sticking to it.

"It's okay, he can't threaten you, you don't need to be afraid." Lang Zhuoyu comforted again, and then said, "Let's not talk about this, did you bring everything back today?"

What Lang Zhuoyu said made sense, Lian Yin was just messed up by Lian Tiancheng before, but after thinking about it, he found that the man who didn't care about him could not threaten him at all.

As for whether he brought everything together, this question... Lian Yin grabbed the corner of his clothes.

I should have brought all of them, but when I went back to get things in the morning, Lian Tiancheng kept interrupting me, and Lian Yin was annoyed and anxious, so I only brought a change of clothes, important documents, and some small items, such as slippers, towels, mouthwash cups, etc. , all forgotten.

Looking at his reaction, Lang Zhuoyu knew that he was confused, and asked if he forgot something, was it important, and did he need to go get it again.

Lian Yin quickly shook his head: "It's not too important, I just forgot to take some daily necessities. I'll just go out and buy some time next time."

"Then go buy it later." Lang Zhuoyu said, "It just so happens that today is the weekend, and you have to go to work tomorrow. You can use it immediately after buying it today."

As he said that, Lang Zhuoyu stood up and actually went to change his clothes. He walked towards the bedroom and said, "I'll accompany you and buy some food by the way."

Lian Yin froze in place, even though she had been with Teacher Lang for so long, when the other party suddenly said such life-like words, Lian Yin still felt full of disobedience.

When I saw Teacher Lang before, it was always on the podium, and I didn't have the chance to see him in life.

Even a few months ago, the two were no longer teachers and students when they met again.When Lian Yin saw Lang Zhuoyu at other times, he was either personable or full of gentleness, but he would never show such a life-like side.

This kind of gesture that will only be shown to close people is a bit nostalgic.

Ten minutes later, Lian Yin sat in Lang Zhuoyu's passenger seat, and the two drove to a nearby supermarket.

When entering the supermarket, there is the daily necessities area first.

Lian Yin was lying on the small stroller, with one foot on the ground, and the other foot on the stroller and sliding, Lang Zhuoyu shook his head.

"Can't you wrestle?"

Lian Yin looked back at Lang Zhuoyu, only to realize that he was talking about playing with a cart, and was a little embarrassed.

He quickly got out of the car, honestly using the two-handed cart.

I don't know why, but I obviously wouldn't do this when I went to the supermarket alone to buy things, and I only played like this when I was a child.Why did he seem to have taken the wrong medicine today and act stupid in front of Lang Zhuoyu.

The two pushed the cart and went to choose bath towels, face towels, slippers, etc., and finally a mouthwash cup was missing.

There are many styles of mouthwash cups, and Lian Yin saw a transparent glass with a silver pattern on the edge at a glance.

There is nothing special about this cup, but it is very similar to Lang Zhuoyu's cup.The only difference is that the pattern of the Langzhuo jade cup is a touch of gold.

While Lang Zhuoyu was looking at other places, Lian Yin secretly put the cup in the shopping cart.

Unexpectedly, Lang Zhuoyu happened to turn his gaze and saw Lian Yin's movements.

"You have chosen, just this cup?"

Lian Yin shook his hand and almost slid the cup to the floor, forced himself to calm down, and explained solemnly: "I think this cup matches the decoration of your bathroom."

Lang Zhuoyu stared at Lian Yin, stunned, then couldn't help laughing, turned his head and laughed.

After buying daily necessities and food for the next few days, the two returned home together.

The next day was Monday, and Lian Yin had to go to work. This day was also the day Lang Zhuoyu promised to be interviewed.

The door opened, Lian Yin changed his shoes, and Lang Zhuoyu stood at the door to see him off.

Lian Yin got up and put on his bag, and said to Lang Zhuoyu, "The appointment is for an interview at four o'clock, see you in the afternoon."

"Are you going to participate in the interview too?"

Lian Yin nodded: "I applied with the editor-in-chief."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

After saying goodbye to Lang Zhuoyu, Lian Yin set off for work.It was the first time he went to the company from Lang Zhuoyu's house, and he didn't know how to get there, so he had to click on the navigation software.

When they arrived at the company, Xu Rong asked their team to go to a meeting to make final decisions and preparations for the interview in the afternoon.

After two o'clock in the afternoon, Lian Yin's team was ready to go out for interviews.

Lian Yin also packed his things and left with the group.

Coming out of the company, Lian Yin casually asked Xu Rong beside him: "Sister Rong, I don't know where the interview location is scheduled today?"

Asked about this, Xu Rong suddenly became excited, and the corners of his mouth could not be restrained, and he said proudly: "Speaking of this, it's great. Director Lang not only agreed to appear on the screen, but even let us go to his house for an interview. If we have an indoor shot, then our interview will definitely go viral.”

"What?" Lian Yin was stunned and stopped in place.

Xu Rong took a few steps forward, only to realize that Lian Yin had fallen.She turned around wonderingly and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lian Yin came back to her senses and followed immediately: "No, no."

When they arrived at the gate of the community, the interview team was stopped by the security uncle at the gate.

"Call screenwriter Lang." Xu Rong said to Xiao Zhang in the same group.

"Let me fight." Lian Yin volunteered.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a sound, the security uncle noticed him, squinted his eyes for a while, and said uncertainly: "Hey, I see this young man familiar."

Lian Yin was surprised, he didn't expect Uncle Security to remember people so quickly, and he only lived here for two days.

Next, the security uncle asked what they were doing here, and after knowing the origin, he made a simple registration and let them in.

Xu Rong couldn't hold it back, and looked at Lian Yin several times. Lian Yin felt guilty after being watched by her, and kept silent, pretending that he didn't know anything.

When they came to the door of Lang Zhuoyu's house, Xu Rong knocked on the door, and it was Guan Shi who opened the door.

Guan Shi welcomed the interview team in with a smile, and Lang Zhuoyu also came out after hearing the movement.

"Mr. Lang, excuse me." Xu Rong greeted with a smile, looked at the polished floor of the house, and asked, "Do we need to change shoes or wear shoe covers?"

"Don't bother, just come in."

Xu Rong nodded and motioned for his colleagues to come in, but when he turned around, Lian Yin untied his shoelaces.

Lian Yin froze in place, a little embarrassed, it's not his fault, whoever made the first thing to do when he came to Lang Zhuoyu's house was to change his shoes, it almost formed a conditioned reflex.

But fortunately, he was calm and calm, and re-tied the shoelaces expressionlessly, then straightened up, looked at Xu Rong, and explained, "The shoelaces fell off."

The interview team was welcomed into the living room and sat for a while, Lang Zhuoyu and Guan Shi finally confirmed the interview process.

This interview adopts a form similar to a Vlog. Only Lang Zhuoyu appeared on the scene, introducing the whole room and his own day. The focus is on how to create and how to create the work that is being adapted.

Lang Zhuoyu only agreed to disclose the studio, study, living room and balcony, and photography needs to follow Lang Zhuoyu. As a reporter, Xu Rong asked questions in a chat-like way.

After the confirmation, the interview started very quickly. The first part did not take much time. In the last part, the interview team followed up to the bay window of the studio, where Lang Zhuoyu and Xu Rong sat opposite each other. Then there were a few more in-depth questions .

Lian Yin stood behind the camera Xiao Zhang, studying while watching.

"The last question I want to ask the editor. Book fans say that even a small character in your book is full of warmth. I don't know how you created so many vivid characters?"

As soon as this question was asked, Lian Yin quickly covered the lower half of his face with the information.

He didn't expect Xu Rong to adopt this question.This question was posed by him.

I didn't feel it when I wrote it on paper, but after being read by Xu Rong, Lian Yin immediately felt ashamed all over her body.

Because the question sounds... a bit like sycophancy.

Lang Zhuoyu keenly noticed Lian Yin's abnormal movements, and the corner of his mouth curled up, guessing who the question came from.

He kept smiling and replied calmly: "This evaluation is really overrated. But I do always think that even small characters have their own flesh and blood and love and hate. In fact, every character of mine has a prototype and has a relationship with me. , perhaps it is precisely because I have a process of getting acquainted with them that I can restore their image."

"I see. It seems that Lang Bian knows a lot of friends." Xu Rong joked.

"It can be said that. Please also look forward to my future stories. The book I am writing is the one I am most satisfied with. I believe it will bring you a warmer experience."

The last sentence was not Lang Zhuoyu's original intended answer, Xu Rong was also very sensitive, and immediately asked: "How do you say this, can the editor reveal it in advance?"

The corner of Lang Zhuoyu's mouth rose: "Because from the beginning of the creation of this book, a special person appeared beside me."

"Does he make you feel warm?" Xu Rong continued to ask in a well-trained manner.

Lang Zhuoyu was taken aback, thought for a moment, and nodded.

"Well, very warm."

Lian Yin stared blankly at Lang Zhuoyu's smile, her heart beating wildly and irregularly.

After the interview is over, the company has an unwritten rule that as long as the interview is done outside, if the content of the interview is not released in a hurry, then you can leave work after it is over.

The colleagues in the group were very happy with the successful completion of the work, bid farewell to Lang Zhuoyu and Guan Shi, packed up their things and prepared to leave.

Only then did Lian Yin realize that he also needed to leave.

He subconsciously went back to look for Lang Zhuoyu, he wanted to tell Lang Zhuoyu, in order not to let his colleagues gossip about why he lived in Lang Zhuoyu's house, he had to go out with them.

Unexpectedly, Lang Zhuoyu understood him when he saw his eyes, and answered him with his mouth: "Go."

"Let's go, Lian Yin." Just as Xu Rong urged, Lian Yin got up and left with his colleagues.

A few minutes later, a group of people walked out of the community where Lang Zhuoyu's house was located.

"Hey! Teacher Lang rejected us so many times before, I thought he was a very airy person, but I didn't expect him to be so easy to get along with." Xu Rong sighed as he walked.

Lian Yin said softly, "It's very easy to get along with."

"By the way." Xu Rong said, "We should all go to the same subway station, shall we go together?"

Lian Yin was still waiting to see her off before returning home, how could she take the subway together, and immediately refused: "No, I'll go to the supermarket over there to buy something."

Xu Rong asked, "What are you buying? I'll wait for you, and I'll buy a bottle of water by the way."

"Don't wait for me, Sister Rong, you go back first." Lian Yin was afraid that she would really follow, when he waved his hand, he saw the cracked tempered film on the phone, and had an idea, "I will put a film on the phone later, You go back first."

Xu Rong didn't insist anymore, and said goodbye to Lian Yin at the intersection, and went to take the subway with the photographer Xiao Zhang.

Looking at the backs of his colleagues going away, Lian Yin let out a breath, saw the mobile phone in his hand, and decided to stick a film on the spur of the moment.

The film shop was easy to find, and after 5 minutes, Lian Yin handed over the phone to the film maker.

Unexpectedly, just as the film sticker took off the old film, a call came from an unfamiliar number. The master's hand moved across the screen, and the call was connected.

The voice of the call was relatively loud, and the small shop was very quiet. A soft voice belonging to a middle-aged woman came from the opposite side, which was very clear.

She hesitated to call Lian Yin's name.

Lian Yin's hand on the counter suddenly clenched.

It was his mother's voice.

The author says:

Mom wants to make soy sauce.

Actually not a book fan, at least not before.