The actor has to fry cp with me

In the chat group created by the crew of "Shu Li".

[Xiao Cheng, who saws wood: @口喝的老士贝向director, what about adding chicken legs?Resentment.jpg]

[Old Pei with a loud voice: Oh!I bought it. ]

[Xiao Cheng who saws wood:? ? ]

[Old Pei with a loud voice: Harm!I was going to ask the logistics to order takeaway for you two, but Xiaochen said he would come and he knew which one was delicious, so I let him order it. ]

[Old Pei with a loud voice: hasn't he brought it to you yet?Is the takeaway late?You call and ask him. ]

Cheng Yu bit his chopsticks, feeling resentful in his heart.

The takeaway has arrived, and the chicken legs have also arrived, but the delivery man just won't leave!

Damn, if he knew it was this kind of chicken leg, he would never have agreed to play with Chen Ke yesterday.

Although they really didn't play right last night, that's all.

But today's filming went so smoothly... so much so that Director Pei really thought that the two of them were having a good fight.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yu suddenly felt that the name added to his chicken leg was not justified.

He casually took two mouthfuls of rice, and his eyes turned around on the fried chicken with the lid opened.

"Did you pay for this or did Director Pei pay for it?" He asked.

Even though he asked this question, Cheng Yu himself was still in a state of disarray and confusion.

If Director Pei bought it, he would feel uneasy if he ate it, but if Chen Ke paid for it, then he would be afraid that if he ate it, he would be "cannibalistic and short-handed".

Chen Ke raised his head and glanced at him, his light-colored pupils couldn't discern his emotions clearly, as if he was suppressing something, and seemed to see through his thoughts, before he lowered his eyes and said after a while.

"The cost of the crew is paid by investors."

Cheng Yu was overjoyed, but coughed lightly on his face, trying to find a reason for his inexplicable words just now: "It turns out that he is an investor, so before I eat, I have to thank this gentleman or lady whom I have never met before! "

Chen Ke suddenly chuckled: "Thank you?"

Unexpectedly, he would say such a word, Cheng Yu paused, and put his palms together.

"I pray!"

"I think you might as well save it to meet the investors before thanking you." Chen Ke interrupted his prayer, which was not in a standard posture and even held chopsticks, "If you don't eat any more, it will be cold."

Cheng Yu, who has been a vegetarian for too long, is now "fried chicken is the big one", knowing that this fried chicken can be eaten without any worries, he can't care about Chen Ke who insists on having dinner with him.

He looked at the fried chicken, counted the number, and said with an open-minded look: "There are 4 wings in total, and 6 wings. Each of us has half."

Chen Ke hummed.

Cheng Yu was very satisfied with his reaction.If this person were to evade again now, Cheng Yu would not agree no matter how greedy he was for fried chicken.

It's nothing but trouble.

Seeing that he had no objection, Cheng Yu nodded, stretched out his chopsticks and opened his mouth. In a blink of an eye, his wings fell into his belly, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the admiration that was about to come out of his mouth.

Among fried chicken, Cheng Yu actually dislikes the taste of wing root the most. The meat is too thick, and it is easy to be used as firewood by merchants. In contrast, the wing is his favorite.But the fried chicken here, even the wing root, made Cheng Yu's index finger twitch.

Chen Ke really has two hands, and he looks like he has never been greedy. Which fried chicken near the film and television city is delicious, but he is so confident.

Cheng Yu's cheeks fluttered, his free hand rested on his cheek, and his gaze focused on the golden fried chicken in the box. direction.

Chen Ke looked amusing, but he didn't laugh out loud. He lowered his head and took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to his assistant.

[Chen Ke: Come to Cheng Yu's room after dinner. ]

[Chen Ke: Just say find me. ]

[Assistant: Alright Brother Chen. ]

In a blink of an eye, there was not much rice left in Cheng Yu's box, but his fried chicken had only a pile of bones left.And Chen Ke's share...

Only ate two wing roots.

Cheng Yu admitted that he was greedy at that moment.

But what belongs to others is what belongs to others, and Cheng Yu's own share, of course, can't be self-defeating.Taking a last look at the three wings that belonged to Chen Ke, Cheng Yu hypnotized himself, "I have eaten enough calories today", and ate the rice with the regular fried pork with green peppers and shredded fish-flavored pork in the lunch box. clean up.

When he finished eating, Chen Ke was also slowly swallowing his last mouthful of food.

"...you don't want to eat?"

I don't know if it's because the two of them had a peaceful meal together in silence, but Cheng Yu finally couldn't hold back and asked him about the eating plan of the three wings.

"Eat." Chen Ke said unhurriedly, "Save the good things until the end."

...Okay, okay.Cheng Yu sighed in his heart, packed up his lunch box, the door was knocked again, he got up to open the door, and found that it was Chen Ke's assistant.

"Are you looking for Teacher Chen?" Cheng Yu said, "He's having dinner with me."

"Oh... um!" Chen Ke's assistant nodded indiscriminately, standing outside the door and shouting hesitantly, "That... Teacher Chen?"

"Here we come." Cheng Yu turned his head and saw Chen Ke got up, packed his own lunch box extremely quickly, and conveniently threw Cheng Yu's into his bag.

Cheng Yu opened his mouth, and was so shocked by his fluid, habitual movements that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Before going out, Chen Ke and Cheng Yu nodded their heads as farewell, and they acted vigorously, as if he was not the one who insisted on having dinner with Cheng Yu because of his fried chicken.

After sending these two strange people away and closing the door, Cheng Yu found the fried chicken box left on the table.

There are also three wings that are still warm inside.

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Yu took out his mobile phone and sent Chen Ke a message.

[Cheng Yu: (picture.jpg)]

[Cheng Yu: Teacher Chen, I forgot to take the fried chicken away. ]

Chen Ke replied almost instantly.

[Chen Ke: Sorry, Mr. Cheng, please help me deal with it. ]

[Chen Ke: Eat it or throw it away. ]

Cheng Yu looked at Chen Ke's reply, raised his eyebrows and replied.

[Cheng Yu: Teacher Chen, your assistant...isn't it here to check on your dinner? ]

Chen Ke displayed "The other party is typing..." for a while, and then came back with a simple "um".

It's hard not to imagine how this person, who has always been as immobile as a mountain, was in the predicament of being found out just now.

Cheng Yu suddenly felt as if he had won a battle, and returned in a good mood.

[Cheng Yu: If you want to lose weight, don't give up halfway, Mr. Chen. ]

[Cheng Yu: Soybean Smile.jpg]

Looking at the message that popped up on the phone, Chen Ke could almost imagine Cheng Yu's mouth curled up, looking back at him.

[Chen Ke: It's not weight loss, it's fitness. ]

[Chen Ke: Do you want to be together, Teacher Cheng? ]

[Chen Ke: Soybean Smile.jpg]

Cheng Yucai's raised eyebrows drooped in an instant, his brain seemed to be against him, and immediately played him the contrasting forearms of Chen Ke and him when they were stalemate at the door.

[Cheng Yu: No, Teacher Chen. ]

[Cheng Yu: I haven't reached the age where I need to use fitness to maintain my body. ]

Meaning I'm old?

Seeing Cheng Yu's reply with a gun and stick, Chen Ke didn't take it seriously either.

In fact, Cheng Yu was able to send messages with him so quickly... Regardless of whether the content of the message was scolding him secretly or something, in short, Cheng Yu was willing to chat with him on WeChat, which was enough for Chen Ke for the time being I'm relieved.

He relaxed his facial expression, the corners of his mouth slightly raised an almost imperceptible arc, and he replied.

[Chen Ke: We seem to be at the same level. ]

[Cheng Yu: Damn, look at my memory, I even forgot this. ]

[Cheng Yu: Maybe it's because Mr. Chen has matured a lot in the past five years. ]

Chen Ke looked at his words, and the smile that he raised just now gradually faded by three points. Before he had time to type, another message was sent from the other side.

[Cheng Yu: As far as I know, Mr. Chen has changed a lot these years, and he looks like two different people from the Chen Ke I met five years ago. ]

In the room, Cheng Yu held the phone and pressed his lips tightly.

He didn't even know... how the topic evolved from the faintly sarcasm-filled fight to the point where he uttered such a sentence.

There seemed to be an impulse in his brain that made his typing hands faster and faster, and he didn't want to talk to Chen Ke about the innocuous elementary school students' cursing and fighting.

He lowered his eyes, and his slender and thick eyelashes even somewhat blocked his vision.

Cheng Yu's eyelashes are stiff, and sometimes the makeup artist often has to clip them many times to barely shape them.

……

He still remembers that when he was on the set of "Medicine, Stone, No Medicine", everyone shared a dressing room, some supporting actors had finished their makeup, and his makeup artist was still tossing his eyelashes.

"Xiao Cheng's eyelashes are too rigid." The makeup artist couldn't laugh or cry.

"Same as him." At that time, Chen Ke was closing his eyes and letting the makeup artist fiddle with the glue on his forehead, and he answered this sentence without beginning or end.

……

Cheng Yu bit his lip.

On the lit phone screen, Chen Ke's name was still displayed in the upper left corner instead of the phrase "the other party is typing".

Cheng Yu suddenly lost interest in waiting for Chen Ke's reply, and as if retreating, he simply pressed the lock screen button.

I'm bored, forget it once and for all.

However, just before the screen went dark, a bubble suddenly popped up at the other end of the dialog box, pushing the chat history of the two up by one line.

Cheng Yu's hand was faster than his brain, and then he pressed the lock screen again, and the screen quickly lit up, and the muscle memory of Cheng Yu's fingers pulled his thumb to touch the screen...

I pressed the shutdown button that popped up for no apparent reason.

The mobile phone obediently displayed the two characters of "goodbye".

It was only then that Cheng Yu realized that he probably pressed the lock screen button twice too quickly and was judged to be double-pressed, so he called out the shutdown interface.

"Tsk... When will there be no accidents, but now your hands are shaking..." Cheng Yu gritted his teeth, but he could only wait for the phone to turn on again.

After entering the password, he clicked on WeChat, and it took a while for his old phone to load before Chen Ke's dialog box was displayed.

His broken words are still at the very end of the chat history, and there is no reply from Chen Ke, only a pale system prompt.

[Chen Ke retracted a message]

?

Cheng Yu almost crushed the phone.

Chen Ke?How are you? !

If you have the ability to withdraw it, you have the ability to come to me and answer it face to face!