It turns out that idols also have a crush on me [entertainment circle]

Zhao Boli remembers the wind and the wind when he remembers the grudge, and the battle is great.Liang Yuanxing went to the recording studio to record a song, so he wanted to come together.

"Don't worry about being alone with him."

"How many people from the production team are there!"

"There is a gift for you."

"Can't I send it back when I go back?"

"No."

"..."

The words of refusal flowed round and round around his lips, and finally, listening to the silence on the phone, Liang Yuanxing still surrendered.

"Ok."

Liang Yuanxing hung up the phone, sighing secretly that he was spineless, but he glanced at the door from time to time in the recording studio, waiting for the familiar figure to push the door open.

As soon as he lost his mind, Zhuo Tiankuo snapped his fingers in front of him and said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

"Bo Li is coming to visit the class today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Yuanxing saw Zhuo Tiankuo's smile slowly fade away.

"Why don't I go out to meet him and not let him in..."

"It's okay, just listen to his professional advice."

The corners of Zhuo Tiankuo's mouth raised, but the details were so stiff no matter what. When no one noticed during the break, he pulled Liang Yuanxing aside alone, and asked quietly, "Are you two together?"

"Is it so obvious?!"

"It's too obvious, I can't hide my eyes."

The person opposite still kept a smiling face, but Liang Yuanxing looked at him, and remembered the forced smile he had when he ran the announcement every day to face all kinds of acquaintances after he mistakenly thought he was rejected.

"At this time, I should say something congratulatory." Zhuo Tiankuo thought hard, but smiled helplessly, "Oh, I'm out of words."

"Don't force yourself..."

"Don't force it, who made the two of you so good and so compatible."

While speaking, Zhuo Tiankuo sighed in a subtle way, and Liang Yuanxing couldn't bear to smile at his smile.

But anyone can comfort Zhuo Tiankuo, but what he says is wrong.

The door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open, and the noise from outside the door leaked in. It was Zhao Boli who pushed the door, and the rest of the production team watched his back and whispered, with surprise written on their faces.

He was wearing loose light-colored casual clothes, apparently coming here from home on purpose.Holding a small flat box in his hand, he threw it lightly into Liang Yuanxing's arms.

"It's not a birthday or a holiday, why do you want to give me a gift all of a sudden?"

As soon as Liang Yuanxing opened it, his expression changed.

Inside turned out to be a phone case.Black and white grids and lines are his favorite designs.

His current mobile phone case was given by Zhuo Tiankuo when he was filming. It has an ancient style and landscape, and it has the lyrics of the theme song of "Ci Huo" on it.

"Change it."

"I'll go back and put it on again."

"Now."

"Today is very busy..."

"now is our recess time."

Seeing Zhao Boli being gentle for so long, Liang Yuanxing almost forgot what it was like to be tough.

He didn't dare to look into Zhuo Tiankuo's eyes at all, but he heard the other party's soft and smiling tone: "Bo Li specially sent it to you, change it now."

Squeeze the edge of the phone, remove the old one, and replace it with a new one.

The pattern design of the new mobile phone case is simple and beautiful, but Liang Yuanxing only has one thought: if he is standing in Zhuo Tiankuo's position in this situation, can he hold back his tears?

In addition to gifts, Zhao Boli also brought snacks.

"Don't you hate these snacks the most?"

"You like to eat."

Liang Yuanxing ate slowly, but the stuffing became more and more full, like a little hamster.

Zhuo Tiankuo didn't intend to reveal his embarrassment, even if he stood up several times to leave the room, he couldn't get out, and his eyes kept on them.

Leave the sadness to himself, and leave the happiness to the person who deserves to be happy. It is not a loss, it is only a redemption.

He calmed down his breath, and instead of looking at their bright smiling faces, he sighed sincerely: "Bo Li, you are much more careful than when I first met you, and you know how to take care of others."

Without turning his head to look, Zhuo Tiankuo knew that Zhao Boli must really want to roll his eyes back at him, but he tried his best to restrain himself out of upbringing.

He smiled half-heartedly.

"You will be very happy."

This song was recorded very late before returning home. When he got in the car, Zhao Boli seemed to be in a good mood, and his eyes couldn't hide his joy: "Do you like it?"

"like."

"It looks like you don't look like it."

The new phone case reflected the light and shadow at dusk, and the old one was lying in the box, somehow arousing Liang Yuanxing's sympathy.

"Didn't you say you still treat him as a friend? Why are you so cruel to him?"

"I happened to see it two days ago and bought it. I just wanted to give it to you in front of him."

"Then why should I change it in person?"

Zhao Boli's eyes were bottomless in the increasingly dark night, his fingertips gently pinched his earlobes, and his eyes focused on the earrings, which made him tremble all over.

"What? Are you still distressed?"

"No……"

"So easy to be soft-hearted to others?"

"I was wrong."

Liang Yuanxing knew that he had completely stepped on a minefield, and immediately held his hand flatteringly. Seeing that his complexion did not improve, he leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

"I, I just think... since you still regard him as a friend, you should cooperate with him in the future, and you should be able to get along peacefully..."

After finishing speaking, Liang Yuanxing regretted it himself.Why is it that the more you describe it, the darker it becomes, and the more you talk, the more you look like a little scumbag?

"Sorry……"

Zhao Boli pressed hard on his shoulder and kissed him.Every time Zhao Boli took the initiative to kiss, it was as if he was going to eat himself, and after parting, his eyes were always sour and weeping involuntarily.

"If you can't speak, don't talk, and I will teach you when I go back."

The more Liang Yuanxing thought about it, the more awkward he became, and he muttered softly, "You are the one who can't speak in this car, right?"

With a gaze cast on him, Liang Yuanxing shuddered, and immediately gave in: "I didn't say anything."

However, Zhao Boli just stared at him pretendingly for a moment, then laughed angrily.

"I can't take you."

……

Liang Yuanxing was soft-spoken, making insinuations, and wanted Zhao Boli to be a guest at his concert, singing and dancing with him.

The answer I get every time is: "It's been a long time since I danced."

Preparations for the concert had already started, but Zhao Boli did not nod for a long time. On the other hand, Chen Lu brought Liang Yuanxing a whole package of copied script outlines: "Let me know when you are finished."

There are too many crews who want to cooperate with him.

When they were alone, both of them were reading scripts, Zhao Boli read a stack, and Liang Yuanxing wanted to pick a basket.Those who are satisfied are on the left, those who are dissatisfied are on the right, and the right side is one full palm higher than the left side.

Looking up by chance, Zhao Boli teased him: "Very picky."

"What qualifications do you have to say about me! You are more picky about choosing actors!"

"Of course the protagonist has to be chosen one in a million, otherwise how would you be chosen?"

"..." The more serious the compliment, the more moving, Liang Yuanxing blushed from being blocked, and buried his head back in a pile of printing paper.

"Before filming was just to see you, but now that we are together, we can't film together anymore."

"Why not?"

"I can't just play your part, can I?"

"People can choose scripts, and scripts can also be tailored for people."

Liang Yuanxing suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhao Boli's slightly raised jaw, and even nodded his head.

Even if it was only for a moment, Zhao Boli shook the casting principles for many years for him.He was more flustered than surprised.

"No way... Your principles are more important than anything else. You can shoot whatever you want, and don't worry about me."

"You don't want to see me every day?"

Liang Yuanxing rolled on the bed sheet, then climbed to the edge of the bed and stuck to Zhao Boli: "Of course I do, I like you so much."

Warm palms touched his cheek along the hair, scratching his chin like a cat.It seemed a bit difficult for Zhao Boli to say sweet words. After hesitating for a while, Liang Yuanxing heard a voice above his head: "I like you too."

Liang Yuanxing became energetic after listening to it: "If you like me, sing with me at the concert!"

"It's not suitable for me to go to your home court."

"Many concerts have surprise guests! Are you willing to create a script for me, but can't sing with me?"

"It's been a long time since I performed."

After soaking softly and hard for a long time, Zhao Boli still didn't let go.

With a flash of inspiration, Liang Yuanxing took his hand and stood up.

"Then... I don't know how to deal with the chorus of a song, can you teach me?"

Liang Yuanxing solemnly dug out the sample video recorded by the dance teacher in his mobile phone, and found a passage where he sang and danced: "There is a high note here, and the movements are like this - I always feel that I am not doing enough, what should I do?"

"Did you forget what I taught you when recording the show?"

After watching the video two or three times, Zhao Boli found a place where he could stretch his movements, and danced that part of the movement completely. The movement was set before the high note, full of tension.

Liang Yuanxing applauded while watching, and then danced along, and was immediately washed by Zhao Boli's suspicious eyes: "You dance exactly the same, why do you ask for advice?"

After the strange silence, Liang Yuanxing finally couldn't help laughing, and hugged her: "To prove that you can dance."

But in this matter, Zhao Boli was as cold and stubborn as a piece of ice that could not be melted.

"My voice is bad, I can't sing."

"You are talking nonsense!"

Liang Yuanxing was so angry that he turned on his mobile phone, and found out the song "Tianyue" that Zhao Boli sang in the karaoke room on the day of the team building after the production was completed.

He sang Liang Yuanxing's version, which was tactful and affectionate. Although it didn't have as many high notes and techniques as the original version, he could tell that his vocal skills were still there, filled with deep affection, and even better than the original version.

"You must be able to sing well. At the concert, we will sing "Tianyue" and "Encounter No Longer". You can decide on the dance. It's just for me to go back to the stage, can't you?"

After hugging for an unknown amount of time, the big ice cube was finally melted a little by his warm embrace, and the two stubborn people finally melted together.

"Let me try."

"it is good!!!"

However, just a few seconds after he was proud, Liang Yuanxing was tortured by his soul.

"I sing, why are you still recording?"

"I thought I would never see you again, so I wanted to record your voice so that I could fall asleep after listening to it at night."

Zhao Boli stretched out his hand to comfort him, but suddenly remembered something, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Weren't you drunk then?"

"After drinking so much wine, there is still a recording of your mood?"