Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Wen Xiaoyu knew that he had found out. At this moment, the sadness in his heart was no less than the day when he lost the necklace.

He closed his eyes, pressed He Xiran's hand on his chest, and said in a hoarse voice: "I lost the necklace, I'm sorry. He Xiran, I'm sorry."

Both of them said a lot of sorry today, obviously neither of them blamed the other, but they kept apologizing, as if this could make up for some missed time.

"It's okay." He Xiran took a deep breath, and smiled with red eyes.

Wen Xiaoyu knew that he must also be very sad. Inside the necklace were the few happy moments of He Xiran's youth. He gave them to himself, but he lost them.

"I'm sorry." He repeated shaking his head.

"It's really okay, that's all in the past, I have a new necklace now, you see—"

As He Xiran said, he picked out a red rope from his collar, and a gold ring was hanging on the rope.Sticking to the tenderest skin on his chest every day, the golden color is nourished soft and shiny, exactly the same as the one that Wen Xiaoyu often touches.

"But this is mine, I won't give it to you." He Xiran's eyes were full of tears, and the corner of his mouth smiled.

Wen Xiaoyu's heart trembled violently, she reached out to hug He Xiran into her arms, lowered her head, and pressed her hot eyes on his shoulders, feeling that she was about to be warmed by his words.

His little hedgehog put away all the thorns, his back was hard armor, and his soft belly was left to him, which made him want to cry.

Suppressing the tears that were about to burst out of his eyes, he pushed back He Xiran's skirt, stared at the very faded Zhang on the collarbone for a while, and leaned over to kiss gently.

Raising their heads, both of them had red eyes, and they looked at each other and giggled.

He Xiran didn't stay that night, the field manager changed his room for him, and he went back to sleep by himself.

After he left, Wen Xiaoyu asked, "Didn't you say there are no spare rooms?"

"No, no." The field manager stammered, "They made a mistake in their work and made a mistake."

"Complain to them if you made a mistake at work." Wen Xiaoyu completely lost the gentleness just now, and said coldly, "If I find out that someone did it deliberately, it will be considered your work mistake."

"Yes, yes." The field manager broke out in a cold sweat, nodded frequently, "I will definitely do everything well in the future, and I won't let this kind of thing happen again."

***

The filming of "Undercurrent" has been going on for a while, and the official Weibo released two posters of Yunguan's character, which once again pushed the popularity of the movie to a climax.

In the first poster, He Xiran is wearing a moon-white robe, which looks like a weak white flower, but his eyes are full of inferiority and jealousy.The other one is a fiery red costume, like a raging fire, and like a red butterfly resolutely fighting the fire.

Once these two character posters were released, they immediately aroused discussions across the Internet.This role has attracted much attention because the actor has not been confirmed, and then auditions were held in the film and television base with great fanfare. In the end, no matter who is chosen to play the role, it is bound to cause a storm of public opinion.

"Oh my god, this little brother is so pretty, why haven't I seen him before? He looks so young, is he a student of B Ying?"

"It doesn't seem to be a B movie. Since it was auditioned from the film and television base, maybe it has only acted in some small tricks before? Good-looking is good-looking, has the acting skills passed the test?"

"Can you still not trust Wen Xiaoyu's vision? Can the actors he trained have poor acting skills? I'll lick this face first as a respect!"

"Hey, did you notice? This He Xiran looks a bit like Qiao Chuman."

"It's really similar. Both of them have peach blossom eyes, one has a mole on the tip of the nose, and the other has a mole on the tip of the nose. Are all the beauties similar?"

"Where does it look like? Don't let some little people compare with us, Man Man? We don't care about being Man Man's stand-in."

"To put it mildly, I think he's taller and prettier than Qiao Chu..."

This comment was scolded miserably in the end. Qiao Chuman's audience popularity is one of the best in the entertainment industry, and the saliva of passer-by fans can drown people.

"Are you He Xiran's sailor? Or He Xiran himself? Can I trouble you to look in the mirror?"

"What the hell? He can't even compare Qiao Chuman's finger. It's really disgusting."

"Are you blind? Did you draw the mole on the tip of his nose by yourself? I tried my best to imitate Qiao Chuman's tear mole."

……

That night, the three topics of #云官选角#, #云官贺希然#, and #乔初曼贺希然# were on the hot search together.On the second day, the third one had rushed to the top of the hot search, because a big V posted a Weibo that insinuated He Xiran's "fairy tricks", and Qiao Chuman liked it with her tuba.

Wen Xiaoyu never checks Weibo, the Weibo account has always been managed by a child star, and he doesn't even know the password.But this time he paid special attention to the dynamics after the poster was released.

When he found that the development direction of public opinion was getting more and more biased, and it was becoming more and more unfavorable to He Xiran, he immediately contacted the propagandist to remove the trending search and make an official response.

But publicity is happy to see this kind of thing happen. The more controversial the characters, the higher the degree of discussion among the masses, and the more business opportunities they will bring.And they didn't want to offend Qiao Chuman, the darling of the management, for an unknown He Xiran.

Wen Xiaoyu heard their ambiguous responses, cut off the phone, immediately asked the child star to spend money to remove the hot search, and then used her Weibo account to post a warning.

"Let's be more serious. If you find some remarks attacking the actors themselves, let them wait for the lawyer's letter." Wen Xiaoyu took a puff of cigarette and said with a frown.

"That's not enough." Tong Xing said on the phone, "He's just started now, and he needs to have some topics to gain popularity."

"There is no need for such a topic. I will use more positive topics to heat him up in the future."

Wen Xiaoyu hung up the phone and glanced at He Xiran, who was studying drama seriously in the backyard. The hostile eyes just now suddenly became gentle, and those troubles disappeared in an instant.

Although He Xiran does not have many roles, the task of performing a good actor is quite arduous.In order to achieve the best effect, Wen Xiaoyu put the stage singing scene behind, and waited for He Xiran to practice this opera vividly before filming.

The opera teacher's requirements are also very strict. The teacher took him to practice over and over again for the short 30-second singing scene.He Xiran has never shouted half a word, and he followed it with an extremely serious attitude. When he was criticized severely, he honestly admitted his mistakes, and then practiced harder.

When Wen Xiaoyu was resting in the middle, he liked to sit in the corridor in the backyard and watch him babbling and singing.His voice was a little hoarse a few days ago, Wen Xiaoyu asked his assistant to order Xiaodiaoli soup for the crew for a few days in a row, and he recovered in the past two days, singing more and more melodiously.

The slender fingers slowly slid across the face, the waves of the eyes flowed, and the corners of the eyes and the brows looked passionately.The figure is becoming more and more iconic, charming and charming, and the waist is so soft that it seems that it is not enough to hold.

There were no other people coming and going in the backyard, and the autumn air was crisp and clean.Wen Xiaoyu lit another cigarette, leaned against the pillar in the corridor, and stared at him through the lingering smoke.

He Xiran continued to practice for a while, and the opera teacher let him rest.He stood there hesitating for a moment, then walked towards Wen Xiaoyu, looking unhappy.

Wen Xiaoyu thought he was going to talk about Weibo, and just wanted to say don't worry, but he frowned and said: "Wen Xiaoyu, you have already smoked five cigarettes today, don't smoke any more."

"..." Wen Xiaoyu silently extinguished the remaining half, waved away the dense smoke, and said with a smile, "I have been trained for a long time, and you turned around and vented your anger on me?"

He Xiran choked, and muttered: "I didn't vent my anger on you."

Wen Xiaoyu patted the seat next to him to let him sit down, and said, "The hot searches are all resolved, you don't have to care about those remarks."

"I don't care." He Xiran shook his head, "What I care about is the role of Yunguan, I want to play him well, no matter what they say, it won't affect me."

In the past, he would be reluctant to go to school because of the strange eyes of his classmates, but now he can face those bad words calmly.What's even more rare is that such an arrogant and domineering person is now on the same crew as an annoying person, but he has never exploded.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at him for a long time, rubbed his hair, and boasted: "You are so good."

It might be because of the drama practice, or it might be because of shyness, He Xiran blushed, pushed Wen Xiaoyu's hand awkwardly, and whispered: "Don't be like this."

Then Wen Xiaoyu kneaded even more vigorously, this person is always so cute, one can't help but want to bully him.

After the bullying was over, he smoothed his messy hair and said, "It's good to be good, but being good doesn't mean you have to swallow your anger and let others bully you. If you are bullied, you can come and complain, you know?"

He Xiran couldn't bear it, and replied, "I'm not a primary school student, why should I sue?"

Wen Xiaoyu saw that he was finally no longer so restrained, and had a bit of wanton mischievous appearance, so she approached him and lowered her voice, "I can abuse my power for you if you file a complaint. Didn't you say that I can subtly rule you? Of course there is a price to pay for it.”

"Wen Xiaoyu! You still have to be shameless!" He Xiran hastily covered his mouth, not only panicked by his wantonness, but also blushed because of his youthful and ignorant words.

The familiar feeling came back again, and the atmosphere was full of tacit understanding as the two laughed and laughed.

Wen Xiaoyu grabbed He Xiran's wrist, and kissed his palm, and saw that he seemed to be scalded, his fingers curled up, and his face turned even redder.

"Senior." Qiao Chuman came to the backyard at some point and interrupted them coldly.

He Xiran withdrew his hand abruptly, said "I should put on makeup", and then ran away sullenly.

"Senior, what do you want me to do?" Qiao Chuman raised her head slightly, her beautiful face seemed to be finely carved from ice and snow, cold and sharp.

Wen Xiaoyu also looked at him coldly, and said, "I want you to explain the likes on Weibo."

"Is there any explanation for this, why do I like it, doesn't the senior know?"

Qiao Chuman wanted the wind and the rain since he was a child. The first time he saw Wen Xiaoyu, he had a premonition that he would fall into this person's hands, but he didn't expect to be so embarrassed.

He could allow Wen Xiaoyu not to fall in love with him, but he would never allow Wen Xiaoyu to fall in love with someone else under his nose, let alone someone who was inferior to him in everything, that would be an insult to him.

Wen Xiaoyu looked at him with no warmth in his eyes: "I thought I had warned you about the hotel incident last time, Chuman, don't try to challenge my bottom line."