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Song Nuan, who was worried about asking Su Changle to send her to work, did not plan to go back to the collective apartment of BWP that night. She only explained to her teammates that she would join the crew tonight to prepare for the next day's filming. Coincidentally went downstairs.

But of course, in the process of packing his luggage, Nie Size still didn't miss this opportunity to taunt him.

The youngest boy who just got out of the shower was wrapped in a bathrobe and was wiping her hair clumsily, and it was still dripping water after pulling it for a long time.That look was a bit innocent and cute, and it looked a bit like she was acting like a baby with the person in front of her and wanted him to help her.

"How can the production crew be so anxious that they have to ask the actors to come and go in the middle of the night. If you don't sleep, they have to rest."

After rubbing his head with a towel for a long time, Nie Size still felt water slipping into his neck. After getting discouraged, he simply tore off the towel and held it in his hand.

"To tell you the truth, is the film emperor Han summoning him? Oh, he looks pretty good. He seems to be a few months younger than you, at least he's more pleasing to the eye than the usual old men who do this kind of thing."

The years were quiet for less than three seconds, and sure enough, Nie Sizhe resumed his status as a diss expert, and kept firing verbal attacks at him.Song Nuan pushed back the terrifying thoughts that had just sprouted in her, and raised her head to look at him helplessly.

Obviously this kid is in charge of high-pitched vocals in the group, how could he be more keen on stalking people than rapping?

And when did he and Han Zijing become the kind of relationship, if Su Changle heard this, he would probably be greeted with an extremely gloomy career.

Goosebumps all over Song Nuan's body, she put back the idea that she thought he was cute just now, closed the suitcase, stood up and shook her sore waist, and when she looked at the opposite side again, someone had saved the hair of that little brat Nie Sizhe .

Tong Yan, the oldest team leader, looks quite worthy of his name.Even after 25, there is still baby fat left, and the voice is warm and soft, which is a very clear juvenile voice.

"One of the two hair dryers in our apartment is broken, and the other one is still in your hands."

He lowered his head and explained to Nie Size like this, and dried the man's hair bit by bit familiarly and gently, without turning his eyes to Song Nuan.

Really have enough brothers and sisters.

Song Nuan wasn't dissatisfied with this, he was very clear about his personality, and never expected to have a good relationship with his teammates.What's more, regarding Tong Yan, it's not just a simple relationship, there are real conflicts of interest.

After all, when everyone was working as a trainee, Tong Yan was the candidate for the lead dancer, but in the end it was announced that he, a little cabbage who had just learned dancing for about two years, took the position.If it is said that Tong Yan can really have no grievances about this, then it is really puzzling.

He could understand the captain's more or less cold treatment, and at the same time, he never thought of defending himself.

Anyway, the relationship between teammates can be said to be brothers walking side by side at best, but at worst they are just colleagues. There are various disputes while cooperating.In front of and behind the scenes, it is enough to barely maintain the false prosperity without really tearing the face.

With this mentality, Song Nuan dragged the suitcase to the door. When she was about to change her shoes, she paused for a few seconds and thought for a while, thinking that she should say goodbye to Wan Yu'an.

The only friend in BWP who is the same age as me, has a similar temperament, and is willing to have a good chat with me.

"Master Wan hasn't come back, so he's probably still writing songs in the studio."

Nie Size guessed his hesitation at the door very accurately, and cheerfully called the fans of the group to give Wan Yu'an a nickname: "That guy won't come back to sleep until two or three o'clock in the morning. Hurry up and go to your crew, don't wait."

Song Nuan nodded and opened the door to move the suitcase outside, leaning on the door frame and smiling inexplicably.

"You know what I want to do so well, tell me, how long have you been secretly in love with me?"

Although he is not very willing to take the initiative to understand this little kid who is against him all day long, but as a teammate, he can always get a general idea of ​​his temper.Just because he stared at the unshakable virtues of other girl group members at the year-end award ceremony and various activities, Song Nuan could see clearly the straight male attributes of this person.

Sure enough, Nie Sizhe quickly changed from a cute little boy who was obediently lying on the sofa and being wiped with water on his head by others, to a rather ferocious face: "Shameless, get out!"

Song Nuan closed the door in time to block the pillow he threw over angrily, grabbed the handle of the suitcase and dragged it up, and went downstairs humming a little tune in a good mood.

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"Okay, you go."

Deng Qixia's car drove all the way to the high-rise that Su Changle had bought a few years ago, and he was a little dizzy when he turned off the engine and stopped.

"Just put the box in my car, anyway, I have to come and walk with you tomorrow."

He just got off the plane yesterday to have a conversation with the general manager, and the jet lag has not reversed until now, and tomorrow he has to join the group with the artists under him. He only feels exhausted physically and mentally, and he can't wait to go back to his bed and lie down immediately.

Song Nuan nodded and got out of the car, walked halfway to think about it, then turned back and knocked on Deng Qixia's car window.

"As a manager, you don't need to stop filming, and you have plenty of time to buy daily necessities, why don't you just find a hotel nearby and sleep overnight?"

Speaking of which, if it wasn't for the sudden acceptance of "Restricted Relationship", Deng Qixia wouldn't have to run around like this. Song Nuan thought about it and felt a little uneasy.

As a result, people curled their lips and didn't appreciate it at all.

"To be honest, you are not suitable for this kind of sensational part, and you will feel uncomfortable after listening to it."

Deng Qixia was pinching her sore shoulder and neck and was grinning. When she heard this, she wanted to laugh, and waved her hand like chasing a puppy: "I'm in good spirits, and it's not a problem to drive the car back."

"I don't know good people."

Song Nuan smiled and cursed back, and lightly kicked the car with her foot: "Then I'm going upstairs."

"Hurry up, hurry up."

It's hot in July, and even now it's evening and it's not much cooler.The relationship between Su Changle and his supposedly only relative seems to be not very good. Except for the holidays and holidays, he seldom returns to his family’s villa, and most of the time he lives in the apartment he bought here. No one cares about him. It's also easy to mess around with.

This place is close to the city center, but the greening is done very well, as long as there are many flowers and plants, the key is that there are not many trees.You can hear the crisp chirping of cicadas and birdsong without walking too far, which exaggerates a sense of peace and tranquility.

Thinking of this Song Nuan couldn't help laughing, thinking of a person who usually gets along with a lot of troubles, and the place where he lives is actually a bit poetic.

The general manager lives on the 33rd floor. The numbers look scary, but in fact it takes an elevator to get there very quickly.He took the spare key given by Su Changle and screwed it into the keyhole to open the door. As soon as he stepped in, he heard wailing.

However, this voice sounded more like a voice made by a person who saw something he didn't want to see, and made it out of frustration, not like being injured.

So Song Nuan's reaction to this was just raising her eyebrows, and then she changed her shoes and walked into the house, her movements were very smooth.

Anyway, usually he either lives by himself or with his lover, Su Changle is not interested in buying a big house, there is only one bedroom in the panorama.

The sound of Song Nuan kicking shoes at the door was a bit loud just now, but he heard it clearly from inside, and soon rolled out with a mess of hair.

"You have a kissing scene with Han Zijing."

Su Changle carried a piece of printing paper and exploded on the spot, and walked around the open space in the living room several times in front of Song Nuan, thinking: "I knew that Han Zijing was restless and kind, and I have never been so happy to do things before." , so it was waiting for me here."

Song Nuan took a look at the paper in his hand, and quickly understood what he was upset about.

It was a copy of the script of "Limited Relationship". It seemed to be from Han Zijing's point of view, and it even marked how affectionate and long the kiss was.

Although everything is rushed, but fortunately God gave Song Nuan a good memory, even if he couldn't memorize every line in such a short period of time, it shouldn't be too bad.

That was the first kiss between two people after they clarified their feelings to each other, neither of them meant to be frivolous at all, it was serious and a bit solemn.Han Zijing is leading the emotional control, so his share will be more detailed.

"Everyone has been crowned actor, and they will definitely be able to distinguish between public and private. What are you worrying about?"

Song Nuan raised her head and glanced at him in surprise, thinking to herself that this was just a kiss without tongue out, and the sex scenes and flirting later on were worth caring about.

The theme of "Limited Relationship" is sensitive, and there are many large-scale scenes.Song Nuan was really taken aback when she first got the script, and felt that it was the radio and television's tolerance line jumping repeatedly.

But after all, this drama is about the affairs between a celebrity and a benefactor. If there are really not many passionate scenes, it seems that they are not suitable for this theme.

Su Changle was so angry that he couldn't speak, and turned around a few times before regaining his speech function.

"Han Zijing's professionalism is indeed high, but you're just a rookie acting for the first time. That bad old man He Ran will definitely force you to join the show in order to show the effect. What if you can't get out?"

"... "

Song Nuan lowered her head and lit herself a cigarette very slowly: "General manager, you know a lot."

"A lot of awards, not a lot."

Su Changle's impassioned speech was dispelled in fours and twos. He obviously wanted to quickly bring the topic back, but he subconsciously accepted Song Nuan's compliment with a very humble tone.

After he reacted, he looked at the expression of the person opposite who was obviously holding back a smile, and pinched his brows helplessly: "Okay, let's not talk nonsense with you, why did you suddenly come here today?"

You must know that Song Nuan is a special person. Although the two of them are very passive in getting along with each other, they don't have the slightest awareness of walking on thin ice. Although they seldom refuse his requests, they rarely take the initiative to find him.

Even the script of "Limited Relationship" was arranged by Su Changle, who contacted Han Zijing out of embarrassment to sleep for nothing.

No one might believe him when he said it, but in fact he always felt that he was the one being prostituted.

"Ask why."

Song Nuan nodded slightly, and after a long silence, she raised her head and blew a smoke ring on his face: "I miss you so much, I won't be able to come back after joining the group, so I want to love you well before then."

Su Changle was suffocated, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

He was thinking about what this is, is the next year's little milk dog attacking with a straight ball.

Song Nuan turned her head to spit out the cigarette butt, and then stretched out her foot to crush it out. Her eyes, which were lighter than normal, were a little reddened by the light above her head, like a child who just woke up, and opened her eyes lazily towards Su Changle. Arm: "What are you waiting for, general manager, aren't you going to hug me?"