I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

Seeing his strange expression, Zhu Yunhe thought that something went wrong just now, and suddenly became nervous: "What are you still doing in a daze? Where are the medical staff on the set? Someone get on a stretcher!"

"Oh yes."

Everyone realized from the shock, when did Pei Huan know Mr. Zhu.

Even the relationship is so good that he puts his own brother aside.

"No need to call."

Zhu Yang slapped Zhu Yunhe's hand away, and wiped his pants a few times in disgust, "What are you doing here? Have you finished handling the company's affairs?"

"It's like this." Zhu Yunhe took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "I wrote you a poem, and I want to bring it over and enjoy it with you."

It's this trick again.

Zhu Yang really couldn't bear Zhu Yunhe's affectation, so he turned his head and left.

Zhu Yunhe chased after him: "Give me 1 minute, let me finish reading, the title of the poem is "Angel"—"

"To shut up."

Zhu Yang grabbed the paper in his hand and tore it to shreds, crumpled it into a ball and threw it back: "Find someone who is willing to read poems with you on the bed, don't bother me."

Everyone is on tenterhooks.

Standing behind Zhu Yunhe, Pei Huan saw that Zhu Yunhe looked at the ball of paper and smiled.

"Very well, successfully caught my attention."

Pei Huan: Brother, wake up, that's your real brother!

When he was thinking about what he should say to save him, Zhu Yunhe turned around and asked him: "Xiao Pei doesn't like poetry, maybe he likes Western oil paintings, what do you think?"

Pei Huan thought about his preferences: "I think—"

"I actually came to ask you about this mother's solo," Zhu Yunhe patted him on the shoulder: "It's my brother who made things difficult for you."

No, he will answer this question!

He likes Landlords and eats sweets, and he likes to watch SpongeBob SquarePants and Tom and Jerry.

However, Zhu Zong has been immersed in his Ba Zong channel.

Zhu Yang turned around and walked as smoothly as possible.

The fall was actually not heavy, but Pei Huanna was wearing ripped pants today, and the hole in his knee just scratched the floor.

You don't need to look to know it's broken.

Turning around, he found that Pei Huan was actually standing there, and Zhu Yunhe was still on his shoulder.

Zhu Yang said coldly, "Not coming yet?"

Zhu Yunhe raised his head with a shock, "I'll come right away."

"It's not about you." Zhu Yang watched Pei Huan use his body to make a silly expression, and said, "Producer, come here."

Pei Huan froze for two seconds before realizing that he was calling him, and walked up as he said.

Zhu Yang lowered his voice: "The knee is bruised."

"Why didn't you say it earlier." Pei Huan put on a concerned expression, lowered his head and found a bleeding wound on his knee: "Can I go? I'll carry you on my back?"

"Shh." Zhu Yang motioned behind him with the corner of his eyes: "Do you want him to follow?"

Pei Huan shook his head resolutely as he thought of the love poem.

Zhu Yang said: "Give me your hand."

Pei Huan stretched out his hand and spread his palm, Zhu Yang took it.

Zhu Yunhe looked at the two holding hands in disbelief.

He never expected that his beloved younger brother, Ju, actually betrayed him! ?

He needs time to calm down.

At this time, Xu Huaicheng stepped forward at the right time: "Mr. Zhu, are you alright?"

Zhu Yunhe didn't respond to him.

Xu Huaicheng threw out his own bait: "If you have any troubles, you can tell me. In the past, Xiao Huan often came to talk to me."

Sure enough, Zhu Yunhe responded: "Are you guys familiar?"

Xu Huaicheng smiled modestly: "We are in the same group, I didn't expect to be able to be together even in filming."

That is very familiar.

Zhu Yunhe looked up: "I have something to ask you."

"Ask here?" Xu Huaicheng suggested: "Why don't you go to my rest room, I'll tell you everything you want to know."

-

Since it was a noon break, the medical staff were not in the infirmary.

Zhu Yang sat on the hospital bed, wanting to wait until the start of work.

Pei Huan knelt down in front of him and stretched out his hand: "Let me see the wound."

Zhu Yang stepped back and said, "Call the doctor."

"You don't need to go to them for this kind of wound, I can take care of it." Pei Huan put his hand on Zhu Yang's ankle, and forced it on his knee.

The body temperature is transmitted through the skin, which is very hot.

"You—" Zhu Yang turned his head, "Don't mess around."

"I didn't make a fuss." Pei Huan raised his eyelids: "It was my leg that fell, so I won't make fun of it."

Zhu Yang lowered his eyes and didn't say anything, it was a tacit consent.

Pei Huan gently rolled up the hem of the ripped trousers, revealing mottled scratches, "Fortunately, it's not serious."

Zhu Yang saw him get up and go to the medicine cabinet to pick and choose. When he came back, he took a tray with gauze and saline on it.

"Let me help you clean the wound first."

Pei Huan squatted down in front of Zhu Yang again, cleaned skillfully, turned on 75% alcohol and applied it to the wound with a cotton swab.

"hiss."

Pei Huan heard a very slight sound of breathing in, and his movements were much lighter: "I thought you were really a block of ice, but it still hurts."

He is very skilled in handling the wound, except for the initial excessive force, disinfecting and bandaging the wound with antibacterial medicine, and sitting down and fluently.

The bandage is neither tight nor loose.

Zhu Yang said: "I thought you were such a fool, but it turns out that you are not useless."

Pei Huan resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "If you weren't in my body, I would have beaten you."

"Did you hear the bell when you fell and crossed?"

After Zhu Yang said this, Pei Huan said, "You heard that too? I thought it was my illusion."

He stretched out his hand, Zhu Yang's fingers were very long, clean, slender and white, without any complicated decorations, a red string was wrapped around the knuckle of the little finger, and the simple and mysterious bell was shining.

Although the focus was wrong, he still wanted to say that Zhu Yang's hands are magnificent.

Zhu Yang pondered and came to a conclusion: "If you let it ring again, maybe you can change it back."

The best way is to find the principle of picking the red rope, but as a stopgap measure, letting the bell ring again can at least solve this dilemma.

Pei Huan: "What do you want to do?"

Zhu Yang: "The most likely reason for this trigger is the impact, try repeating the experiment."

—

"Mr. Zhu, sit down wherever you want."

As Xu Huaicheng spoke, he pulled away the chair for Zhu Yunhe, and sat himself under the window sill obliquely in front of him.

Zhu Yunhe sat down, trying to urge him to speak quickly.

He raised his eyes but was in a daze.

The light softly diffused into the room and fell on Xu Huaicheng's shoulders. The sunlight added a layer of pure natural filter to him, softening the blandness of his facial features and making him more peaceful.

"I forgot to eat, do you mind talking while eating?"

Zhu Yunhe shook his head.

Xu Huaicheng opened the lunch box, and a burst of food aroma spread in the air, making people's index fingers twitch.

He also felt a little hungry.

Xu Huaicheng handed over the chopsticks in a timely manner, "I can't finish eating so much, you can try it if you don't mind."

Xu Huaicheng used the trick of retreating to advance very skillfully, Zhu Yunhe took the chopsticks and looked at Xu Huaicheng with a little more sophistication.

This person is harmless on the surface, but actually has a lot of calculations.

Zhu Zong's IQ, only in front of the beauty of the prosperous age, will he be unscrupulously disconnected.

Xu Huaicheng didn't know that he had been seen through, and he talked about it nonchalantly: "Xiao Huan is the most popular in our group, we all like him, but he is young after all, he always wants to take shortcuts—"

Zhu Yunhe was thoughtful after listening.

When Zhu Yunhe walked to the door of the infirmary, he heard 'Zhu Yang' inside saying weakly: "You should work harder."

'Pei Huan' replied: "Yes."

Then I heard the sound of something being bumped, and the sound of the legs of the bed moving.

Zhu Yunhe quickly walked over and pushed open the door, dumbfounded.

'Zhu Yang' was pushed down on the bed, 'Pei Huan' pressed on his body, pressed his shoulders, and buried his head on his neck.He asked sullenly, "How is it?"

Pei Huan blinked and waited for a few seconds: "It's useless."

"You, what are you doing?"

Pei Huan moved his head to the right, and reminded Zhu Yang with his voice: "Your brother."

"What are we doing..."

Zhu Yang lazily got up from Pei Huan, and buttoned up a button in a serious manner, "Is it related to you?"

This expression, this posture makes people dream about.

Pei Huan tugged at his sleeve, "Well, we..."

Xu Huaicheng added insult to injury: "Xiao Huan, a person should be down-to-earth. I wish the producer kindly helped you here, but you actually want to beep——him for the sake of resources."

"It has something to do with you?" Zhu Yang said coldly, "Why are you everywhere? If you have time to tell tales, why don't you polish your third-rate acting skills."

"you--"

Xu Huaicheng was furious, how could you have the right to speak of me because of your poor acting skills!

But because of the gentle image he established, he made a sad expression: "Xiao Huan, I'm just doing it for your own good."

Zhu Yang: ...

Zhu Yunhe said: "I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Xu Huaicheng was secretly happy that Pei Huan's mercenary lobbying that he had just instilled in Mr. Zhu had worked.

Let's see how arrogant you are this time.

Zhu Yunhe walked up and took 'Pei Huan' by the hand: "Just tell me if you want resources, and I will arrange them for you. Whether you like to make movies or TV series, I will ask Huarui to send you the scripts for you to choose."

Zhu Yang: ...

I want to die.

Xu Huaicheng was stunned: "Mr. Zhu??"

Why don't you follow the script? ? ?Shouldn't you scold him and let him go? ?

"What are you still doing here?" Zhu Yunhe turned his head: "He asked you to study your acting skills, why don't you go?"

"I……"

Xu Huaicheng couldn't resist Shang Zhu Yunhe's aura of superiority, he gritted his molars in hatred and left.

Well you Pei Huan, I didn't expect you to be so resourceful!