Gao Leng's opponent is actually my clay plastic powder

"Brother Shuyao!" Xiao Wang knocked on the glass window and opened the door of the nanny's car, "The field manager is ready."

"Oh yes." Meng Shuyao responded.The screen was still stuck on the last question of 0411. He didn't have time to type, so he sent a voice directly, saying generously, "I like it."

Xiao Wang was stunned: "What do you like?"

Meng Shuyao hurriedly tidied up his sleeves, put back the costume on his body, and said casually: "It's nothing, a friend asked me if I liked him coaxing me."

Xiao Wang:?

The more he listened, the more he felt that something was wrong. Reminiscent of Meng Shuyao's recent state of smiling at his mobile phone, an astonishing guess gradually took shape.He was anxious, but it was not easy to ask directly here, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Meng Shuyao straightened his clothes and walked to the set. Seeing Xiao Wang not moving for a long time, looking dumbfounded, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you, Xiao Wang?"

"No, it's nothing." Xiao Wang was thinking about whether he should vent his breath with Sister Jing first, then he came back to his senses and asked very tactfully, "Are you a good friend?"

"Of course." Meng Shuyao didn't know why he asked such a strange question, so he said quite naturally, "Don't you like others coaxing you?"

Xiao Wang was stunned by the question, thought for a long time, and said cautiously: "I like it..."

Meng Shuyao said: "If you like it, it's over. If you ask you, you can answer." When he said this, his expression was very frank, as if he didn't feel that he said something serious, and he told Xiao Wang as if he was very experienced. "When a friend asks a question, you have to tell me whether you like it or not. It's so uncomfortable to hold back in your heart, and it's easy to have conflicts after a long time."

Although Xiao Wang didn't understand, it didn't prevent him from hearing from Meng Shuyao's words that he didn't mean that, and he was relieved immediately.

When the field manager came to find someone, he saw Meng Shuyao smiling. They had been in the same group for a long time, and sometimes they would joke around, so he asked casually, "What is Teacher Meng laughing at? Is there anything good about it? I'm so happy."

Hearing this, Meng Shuyao raised her head, saw him asking this question, and remembered the string [the other party withdrew a message] on the phone when she took the time to look at it just now, laughed again, and replied: "It's nothing, I thought of a very interesting friend."

He stood up with the scene manager and went to get ready to go on stage. During the period, he also met Song Yuzhou standing not far from the shooting location, with his head down, not knowing what he was doing, so Meng Shuyao greeted him.

Song Yuzhou turned around when he heard the voice, saw Meng Shuyao smiling and waving at him, and followed his example.

He was holding the mobile phone in his hand hanging by his side, and the screen stayed on the dialog box. After Meng Shuyao went to the waiting room, he suddenly launched Weibo, found Zhou Chen's number and dialed it for him.

After it rang twice, Zhou Chen, who was recuperating at home and doing nothing, quickly answered the phone.

"Hey, what's the matter dear?" Zhou Chen said in a strange tone, "If you have something to do, just 'send me' and 'come more', if you have nothing to do, just 'don't bother' and 'busy', right?! Say it quickly , what happened to your apex this time?"

Song Yuzhou ignored his yin and yang, and went straight to the point: "I remember you invested in a dessert shop when you came to the film and television city to film a few years ago, right? I'll send someone to deliver the ingredients for sour plum soup in a while, and you can tell the shop, Once it’s done, send it over here, and I’ll reimburse all the postage and labor costs.”

Zhou Chen said: "Okay, sure enough, if you ask me for something again, I'll know!" He said hehe, "I'm pretty well prepared, and I know that there are no materials in the store. Brother, let me help you once, and remember when you catch up." Give me a big red envelope!"

Song Yuzhou agreed quickly, and then told him: "A small bag of the materials I sent over was packaged separately. Remember to tell them not to add things to it without authorization. Make that cup separately and put a label on it. I sign for it."

"I know, I know, you have a lot of things to do, I will send you my assistant's WeChat message later, and you can tell him yourself."

After Meng Shuyao finished filming the scene with the heroine, the next scene will be filmed at night.He picked up the thermos cup and took two sips of ice water, but the nervous Xiao Wang took it away.He said helplessly, "I really won't get sick."

Xiao Wang said: "Sister Jing called yesterday to ask brother Shuyao to drink less ice, saying that drinking it in summer will make you easy to catch a cold, but you still can't control your mouth." He imitated He Jing's tone vividly Meng Shuyao had no choice but to give up.

There was a sudden noise at the door, and the crowd gathered together. They didn't know what happened. Meng Shuyao looked around curiously, then ignored it, took a sip of the warm water that Xiao Wang gave him, and took a tasteless sip.

The phone vibrated, Meng Shuyao opened it, and 0411 sent him another message.

He said: The sour plum soup ordered for you has arrived, but I don’t know your name and phone number, so I left your ID, and it’s packaged in a small bag separately, so you can see it when you go there.

Meng Shuyao was taken aback.

He suddenly stood up and took two steps towards the door, and sure enough, he saw two big bags of sour plum soup in the pick-up area, one of which was packed separately.He walked up to the scene and smiled: "My friend invited everyone to drink, please share the hard work."

There were cheers, two huge bags were opened, and the sour plum soup was distributed one cup after another.Everyone has been filming here for so many days, there is not even a canteen around, and it is difficult to find takeaway, and it has been a long time since I had a drink.

Meng Shuyao quickly found the small bag that 0411 mentioned.

The packaging bag in his hand was transparent, and there seemed to be a small note besides the sour plum soup. Meng Shuyao took it out and took a look.The font on it is small and round, and it looks like it was written by a girl: Your sour plum soup does not contain licorice, so drink it at ease.There is also a very cute smiley face at the end.

No licorice...

Meng Shuyao likes to drink sour plum soup, but he doesn't like the taste of licorice in it, so he seldom drinks it outside. He usually buys a cooking bag to make it himself, and then takes out the licorice bag.

He opened the straw and took a big sip. There was no smell of licorice in it. The sour plum soup seemed to be made without ice, but the temperature was just right. Meng Shuyao was very happy to drink it. He took out his phone and took a photo and sent it to 0411 : Thank you for the sour plum soup, it's delicious!

At first, I thought it was a joke. After all, 0411 and him had never exchanged names and mobile numbers, nor did they have a deeper understanding of each other's real life, but I didn't expect that 0411 really ordered takeaway for him.

Meng Shuyao asked when he had a question in his mind, and he texted 0411: How do you know that I work here?I shouldn't have told you?

0411 replied very quickly, as if he had already prepared the answer. He sent two screenshots, which were the chat records between Meng Shuyao and him a few days ago.He said: The picture you sent me two days ago, I have also worked here before, so I am very familiar with it, and I recognized it immediately.

0411: Sorry, I bought you something without your consent.

As soon as he said this, Meng Shuyao remembered that when he was filming a few days ago, he thought the scenery here was beautiful, so he took two pictures and sent them to 0411. He didn't expect such a coincidence.Meng Shuyao had no doubts, and replied: So that's the case.It's okay, I'm not mad, thank you! [Soybean Bixin]

0411: Nothing.He asked again: Do you want to eat after drinking the sour plum soup?

Meng Shuyao rubbed his stomach and told him truthfully: I want to, but I have to work now [流泪猫猫头.jpg]

0411: It’s okay, you can eat delicious food after get off work [Puppy Motou.gif]

Meng Shuyao looked at the emoji he sent, and thought it was a bit cute, so he decisively clicked to add an emoji, and sent a new emoji to 0411: [Your image is fine, next second mine.jpg]

While drinking sour plum soup, he sent a few more messages to 0411, and soon after the rest time, he was going to shoot a night scene.

The night play is a rivalry with Song Yuzhou.

Although the expression on his face was still the same as before, Meng Shuyao just vaguely felt that he was in a good mood and in good condition today.Meng Shuyao drank sour plum soup by himself and ate something in the evening, and it passed quickly. Today's shooting was completed without a few NGs.

It was almost ten o'clock when we got back to the hotel.

Filming at night was exhausting. Meng Shuyao took a shower and felt a little hungry. He was thinking about calling Xiao Wang to ask if Xiao Wang had anything to eat when he heard someone knocking on the door.

Meng Shuyao opened the door and saw that Xiao Wang was carrying a few plastic lunch boxes in his hand, which were still emitting wisps of heat, which smelled delicious.His eyes lit up, and he said happily, "How do you know I'm hungry? Come in, come in."

Xiao Wang: "Ah? This is Mr. Song's assistant I met when I went upstairs. He said they ordered too much takeaway and couldn't finish it, so let me bring it up and ask if you want to eat it."

"Isn't it possible to deliver food here?" Meng Shuyao was a little surprised, but without thinking too much, he put the lunch box on the table, opened it and ate.

There are two dishes in it, one is sweet and sour sweet and sour pork wrapped in tomato sauce, and a very light seasonal vegetable.A small box was left containing a bowl of soup, not sure what it was made of, but it smelled delicious.

Meng Shuyao ate rice with sweet and sour pork very restrainedly, put down his chopsticks before taking two bites, and took a sip of soup.

Why is this smell so familiar?Meng Shuyao took another sip.

It's still delicious.

Meng Shuyao smacked his lips, feeling that the taste was very similar to the soup he drank at Song Yuzhou's house before.

Could it be he did it?

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that the possibility was very low.There is no kitchen here, how do you cook?And even if there is a kitchen, why did Song Yuzhou suddenly cook for him?

Meng Shuyao dismissed this idea, picked up his own script, and prepared to go to Song Yuzhou's room to face a pair of tomorrow's play.

After knocking twice, the door was quickly opened, and Song Yuzhou appeared at the door, wearing a white bathrobe.There were water droplets falling from the corner of his forehead, and the bathrobe was not neatly worn, exposing a small piece of skin.

Meng Shuyao glanced at it and quickly looked away. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of steam in the bathroom. It was obvious that the owner had just left.

Is he taking a shower?

"Come in first," Song Yuzhou said.

Meng Shuyao had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​waiting for him to take a shower before knocking on the door, and went into Song Yuzhou's room.Not long after he went in, he saw Song Yuzhou enter the bathroom again, and after a while, there was the sound of water.

Meng Shuyao has been here so many times, and he is already familiar with the way. He took out the script and started to watch tomorrow's play, but before reading two pages, there was no knock on the door again.He managed to swallow the word "please come in", hesitated for a moment, and knocked on the bathroom door: "Well, Song Yuzhou, it seems that someone knocked on the door."

The sound of water in the bathroom fell silent, followed by Song Yuzhou's voice: "Well, it should be my assistant, just tell him to let him in by himself, he has a room card."

"Oh." Meng Shuyao followed suit, "Please come in."

Sure enough, there was Song Yuzhou's assistant outside the door. Before Meng Shuyao had time to say hello, he said, "Mr. Song, the person in charge has contacted me, and he said that there is no need to give me the money to borrow the kitchen—"

"Click." The bathroom door opened.Song Yuzhou's hair was half-dried, and he couldn't hear what he said, so he asked, "Huh? What did you say?"

The assistant looked at Meng Shuyao who was stunned, and remembered that Mr. Song asked him to explain himself before delivering the meal, and got stuck for a while: "Uh, that's, that..."

Song Yuzhou asked again: "What's the matter? Tell me."

The assistant thought that this is what you asked me to say, and said quickly: "The person in charge of the hotel said that there is no need to lend the money for the kitchen, and there is nothing to use anyway!" He laughed dryly, "Haha, it's okay, I'll leave Teacher Song first, so I won't disturb you playing with Teacher Meng."

Song Yuzhou: "..."

The assistant disappeared without a trace, and the room fell silent. Meng Shuyao still couldn't figure out what was going on.It's one thing to know, but it's another thing to be exposed face to face and all the parties involved are still here.

He quietly glanced at Song Yuzhou.

Well, on the way to pour water.

Well, it's the same hands and feet.

At first, he thought it was too embarrassing, but seeing Song Yuzhou's look even more embarrassing than him, Meng Shuyao suddenly felt like laughing.He thoughtfully waited for Song Yuzhou to finish drinking the water before he said, "Supper is delicious, I like it very much."

"Cough, cough..." Song Yuzhou still turned his back to him, and his voice sounded calm, "It's okay."

The play was still correct, Song Yuzhou finally turned around and asked as if to change the subject: "Do you want some water?"

Meng Shuyao showed two dimples: "No, thank you." He said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Song Yuzhou took the script and sat in his usual position, paused for a while before saying, "As long as you like it."

"I like it very much." Meng Shuyao said it again, and then remembered something, bent his lips and smiled, "Next time you are on the set, you can call me by my name directly."

What he was talking about was that Song Yuzhou had been politely calling him "Teacher Meng" when he was filming today.

Song Yuzhou moved his fingers and said in a low voice, "...um." He paused, and slowly rolled the words between his lips and teeth, "Yaoyao."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Song, I asked you to be called by your first name but not your nickname, so how could you still push forward!

Yaoyao is a straight ball player, while Xiao Song is a player with no long mouth at the [-]th bend of the mountain road (.

The remaining [-] will be made up tomorrow!I can't do it