You, teach me how to do things?

Luo Feiluan chased after him, but Xia Yuanling felt that Brother Anqian didn't seem to realize this.

Thinking of the film festival being tricked, Xia Yuanling's teeth itch with anger. He doesn't intend to help anymore, and will just wait and watch the show from now on.

I thought that Teacher Zhang's attitude would be the same as last time, maybe a little worse, but I didn't expect that when I walked into the yard of Teacher Zhang's house, Teacher Zhang's attitude suddenly changed.

It was only because Xia Yuanling's demeanor and demeanor when he walked in made him feel that the role this kid played recently was extraordinary.

Xia Yuanling felt different from before.

The teacher's teachings in the etiquette class still remain in his manners and actions, and he has become cautious when walking and speaking.

"What did you go to play?"

Xia Yuanling didn't know what to say when asked so abruptly by the teacher.

Although I like the role of Su Shenyan very much, I feel that it is difficult for the older seniors to have a good impression of Su Shenyan's image of being both human and demon, neither male nor female.

Xia Yuanling nervously talked about the recent filming, of course it didn't involve the plot, but just talked about the filming.

Luo Feiluan also chimed in, talking about the hard work of filming.

Of course, the most worth mentioning is Xia Yuanling's breakthrough.

He has always been suitable for youthful roles, but this time he suddenly challenged a charming one, unexpectedly the effect of the performance was not bad.

"Of course a good actor has to look like whatever he plays." Mr. Zhang pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, "But from what you said, it feels like a commercial film, I like to use this kind of role to please girls, it's a gimmick."

After hearing this, Xia Yuanling's expression changed, and he began to get ready to be scolded.

Seeing his tense body, Teacher Zhang added: "I'm scolding the screenwriter and director, what does it have to do with you, why are you nervous?"

"I--"

Xia Yuanling didn't know how to answer the question yet, Teacher Zhang's gunfire was already directed at Luo Feiluan: "You played the leading role this time? Detective? How many times have you acted? Do you still play this kind of role? Luo Feiluan, among the younger generation, you are The luckiest, but your acting skills are too textbook."

Xia Yuanling secretly glanced at Luo Feiluan.

He somewhat understood what Teacher Zhang meant.

Indeed, Luo Feiluan has a protagonist face.

So Luo Feiluan is very easy to take on the role, whether it is a police film, a detective film, or a conspiracy film, his face is convincing enough.In addition, Luo Feiluan has already mastered the acting skills of this type of role. He doesn't need to spend a lot of time getting into the role like himself. He just needs to find the most similar role from his memory, and then based on the Just modify it.

It's not that Luo Feiluan hasn't thought about changing over the years, but either the script is not suitable, or his own burden is too heavy.

Teacher Zhang sighed: "Being famous too early is not a good thing."

This sentence is applicable to both Luo Feiluan and Xia Yuanling.

After talking about this, both of them sighed when they went out.

An Qian, who was the background board during the chat, was a little upset.

What kind of bullshit teacher, Luo Feiluan and Xia Yuanling are the best if you want him to say it!

One is the person I like, and the other is my cousin. His heart to protect his shortcomings can be learned from time to time.

However, Luo Feiluan was not as emotional as Xia Yuanling, he had already planned his own development direction, not to mention that what he pursued was not in line with Xia Yuanling.

He quickly struggled out of his disappointment, and comforted Xia Yuanling to let him relax.

Luo Feiluan pressed the key to get off the car and opened the insurance, "Speaking of which, Anqian, where do you live?"

An Qian didn't know why he suddenly asked this, so he gave an approximate location.

"I'm on the way, I'll take you back, lest Xiaoxia detour."

After hearing this, Xia Yuanling raised his eyebrows.

It's amazing, people in the north of the city say that the road in the south of the city is on the way.

Let's go to Wuzhishan.

Xia Yuanling was very dissatisfied with Luo Feiluan because of the film festival.He wanted to open his mouth to get An Qian back, but seeing An Qian's appearance, he couldn't bear it, so he said: "Yes, brother, you can go back in his car, I have something to do later."

An Qian didn't doubt that he was there, so he nodded in agreement.

The two got into a car, and Xia Yuanling started his car alone.

Looking at the vehicles slowly driving away, he suddenly realized.

He expected from the bottom of his heart that Luo Feiluan and An Qian would be able to make it to the end.

In the past, I would never do this kind of thing. When two good friends fall in love, the one who is a mutual friend will always bear a lot of trouble.

If the trouble is not good, in the end, the inside and outside are not human.

What's more, Luo Feiluan, An Qian and himself are both entangled financially.

just - one

Xia Yuanling suddenly felt that falling in love is a very beautiful thing.

Someone to accompany you when you are alone, and someone to hug you when you lose your temperature.

Not afraid of being forgotten.

He tasted a lot of sugar from Mr. Shang, and he wanted to share it with others.

He wants them all to be happy.

Speaking of which, Mr. Shang gave Xiao Xia a pair of ruby ​​earrings a few days ago. During this time, Xia Yuanling didn't have to enter the set after filming, so he wanted to return the gift to Mr. Shang.

The idea is good, but he really doesn't have much money.

The money on his body is only a few hundred, even if he lives frugally for the next few days, a gift of several hundred dollars in front of Shang Chuan may not be enough to even look at it.

Hey, the class gap.

"If you don't have money to buy gifts, just spend some thought on them." After hearing Xia Yuanling's complaint, An Qian patted Xia Yuanling on the shoulder and gave his own suggestion.

Pay attention?

Xia Yuanling didn't quite understand An Qian's words at first, until he drove past the gate of a middle school and saw handfuls of colored strips of paper outside the gate.

He remembered that when he was in junior high school, it was popular in his class to give stars to people he liked.

Xia Yuanling also received it, but at that time, he firmly followed the principle of not being in love early, and kept these things at a respectful distance.Xia Yuanling returned the box full of stars intact.

Thinking of the memories of the past, Xia Yuanling felt that he was quite cute at that time.

However, this incident also gave Xia Yuanling some new ideas. Anyway, if he has no money, he should spend more time on it.

He spent a huge sum of 50 yuan to buy a box of colored paper, and took advantage of the gap between participating in activities and makeup to fold one or two.

"Folding stars? Give it to Mr. Shang? Why do you think of giving this?"

"Because it's cheap."

Cheap is cheap, but it is too laborious to fold the stars. Xia Yuanling carries a bag on his back, and folds it when he has time.

His goal has been reduced from 9999 at the beginning to 6666, then to 1314, and now it is almost 520.

Another last time I went to the live broadcast room to record a show, put the box in the backstage, and when I came back, all the two hundred stars I had folded were gone.

Guess which staff member thought it was useless and threw it away.

Xia Yuanling was angry and helpless, he couldn't lose his temper because of such a worthless thing, so he could only endure and start all over again.This time he didn't dare to fold it while working, lest he be thrown away again.But during leisure time, he and Shang Chuan were in the period of passionate love again, and they were stuck together as soon as they entered the house, and there was no chance at all.

This was a surprise, and he naturally couldn't prepare it in front of Shang Chuan.

Xia Yuanling had a bit of a headache. If he didn't hurry up, it would probably take a year of the monkey to send it out.

"Mr. Shang, I'll sleep alone tonight."

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Yuanling made such a request to Shang Chuan.

After hearing this, Shang Chuan stopped turning the book in mid-air: "Why?"

"I think it's a bit noisy to sleep, and I'm afraid it will disturb you."

Shang Chuan felt relieved and turned a page: "It's not the first day we slept together, I'm used to it."

Shang Chuan's words made Xia Yuanling so angry that he didn't know what to say, and he said in a flash: "I don't think I can sleep alone?"

With a "snap", the book in Shang Chuan's hand was closed directly, and the sound was like a whip being whipped into the air.

"It's up to you," he said calmly, then he got up and went back to the bedroom, closing the door softly.

Xia Yuanling patted his forehead, wondering if he was stupid, talking nonsense, which made Mr. Shang angry.

He must be angry!

He must be angry!

Forget it, stay up late tonight to fold the stars, and apologize tomorrow, it's not a big problem.

Xia Yuanling returned to the bedroom where he lived before. He sat at the desk and looked at the colored paper, reckoning that if he worked harder tonight, he should be able to fold 520 pieces.

So when Shang Chuan woke up the next day, he saw a box outside the bedroom door, and when he opened it, he saw stars folded out of paper strips.

No need to think about who prepared this box.

Shang Chuan carried the box and knocked on Xia Yuanling's door.

There was a humming sound from inside: "Huh?"

Shang Chuan didn't bother to care about the red tape, pushed the door open, and asked Xia Yuanling to sleep alone yesterday, was it to prepare for this?

"Well," Xia Yuanling got up from the bed, "I don't have money to buy you a gift, so I prepared this."

He was still very sleepy, and he didn't know how busy he was last night, and he still couldn't open his eyes at the moment.

Shang Chuan lifted a corner of the quilt, lay down in it, and hugged Xia Yuanling into his arms: "Sleep for a while?"

"Uh-huh."

Xia Yuanling nodded.

"After all, you won't sleep here in the future."

Xia Yuanling was very sleepy and didn't quite understand what Mr. Shang was saying.

It wasn't until he came home at night that he found that the bed in his bedroom had been removed.

The instigator leaned on the couch and processed documents with a laptop, and didn't seem to feel any embarrassment.

"Mr. Shang, where is my bed?" Xia Yuanling leaned against the wall and questioned.

"It's in the basement. The waste collectors will come and collect it tomorrow."

"Tsk, you are really—"

Shang Chuan raised his head, wanting to know what Xia Yuanling said next.

If it doesn't sound good, let the person handle it now.

Unexpectedly, Xia Yuanling walked over and sat beside him: "It's quite attractive to me."

Shang Chuan stretched out his hand to embrace him, and kissed him on the lips.