Pei Heming hurried over, trying to stop them.

Who would have thought that the door would close when he was only one step away from the room.

Pei Heming stood outside the door with deep sorrow in his eyes.

If there is a mirror in front of him, Pei Heming will find it.

At this moment, he is exactly the same as the "resentful woman in the deep boudoir" that Song Bai said that day.

Pei Heming stood outside the door, staring at the room for a long time, but he didn't dare to go in directly.

The last time he beat Lu Xinyu, Song Bai was angry for several days.

If he does it again, he is afraid that it will cause more serious consequences, so the loss outweighs the gain.

At this time, Pei Heming suddenly had an idea.

He called for the manager, "You call Song Bai and tell me that the hotel is holding an event today."

"His room number has been drawn, let him come back to claim the prize."

"Remember, the prize needs to be signed by the person to receive it."

The manager nodded, but was stopped when he was about to make a call, "You find a female employee to call."

After being stunned for a moment, the manager asked blankly, "Is there any particularity to this?"

Of course there are.

Song Bai will be less defensive towards vulnerable groups.

However, this must not be stated clearly, Pei Heming casually said: "It is usually notified by female employees."

The manager thought it was indeed the case, so he went downstairs to find a female employee.

At that time, Song Bai and Lu Xinyu chatted for a while, and were about to open the script to tell each other a play.

Before he could speak, the phone rang.

After picking up the phone, Song Bai was surprised, "I won the lottery?"

Thinking of the many scammers in the past two years, Song Bai couldn't help muttering: "It can't be a scam call..."

Hearing it on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but say: "Mr. Song, we don't need to pay, you just need to go back to the room and sign for it."

Song Bai was a little embarrassed, coughed twice tactically, "Okay, I'll go back right away."

After hanging up the phone, Song Bai got up and said, "Lu Xinyu, I'll go back."

Lu Xinyu blinked, and asked with some doubts on his face, "What's wrong?"

Song Bai smoothed the folds at the corners of his clothes, and replied as he walked out: "It is said that the hotel held an event today, and my room number was drawn by lottery, and I was asked to go back and sign for the presents."

Lu Xinyu felt a little strange, "Are you sure you're not a liar?"

"Probably not." Song Bai was actually not sure, but he thought that it was only a few steps from the room this time, so it would be okay to go back and have a look.

"Why don't I go back with you?" Intuition told Lu Xinyu that there was something tricky about this matter.

"No need." Song Bai shook his head, "I'm not a child."

Seeing that he was unwilling, Lu Xinyu did not force him.

But before Song Bai walked out of the room, he reminded him like an old father: "Remember to call me if you need something."

Song Bai nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

Back in the room, Song Bai found that there was no one in there, so he couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

Didn't you tell him to come back and sign for the gift?

The gift was snatched by aliens?

Song Bai took out his mobile phone, ready to call the person who notified him, and asked what was going on.

Who would have thought that the phone would be taken away before he clicked on the call history.

Song Bai was taken aback, "Damn it!"

Facing Pei Heming's deep eyes, Song Bai patted his chest, cursing with lingering fear: "You are sick!"

"Don't you know that people who scare people can scare people to death?" Song Bai still had traces of fright in his eyes.

"Sorry." Pei Heming just didn't want to alarm Song Bai, but he didn't expect the other party to be startled so easily.

Song Bai covered his chest and said slowly, "Why are you in my room?"

Pei Heming replied: "I passed by just now and found that you didn't close the door. I'm afraid I have something to come and take a look."

Song Bai nodded thoughtfully, and immediately issued the order to evict the guest, "You can go."

Hearing this, Pei Heming raised the lunch box hastily, "I brought you something."

Song Bai waved his hands like chasing flies, "No, you can keep it for yourself."

Pei Heming had already expected this to happen, so he was not discouraged, "Have a taste."

Song Bai refused without thinking, "Take it far away."

Pei Heming insisted: "Taste one sip, and I will leave."

Seeing him being so sloppy, Song Bai became very angry.

I really want to slap Pei Heming to death.

But after thinking about it, he and Pei Heming had no chance of winning at all.

In order not to get entangled with Pei Heming, Song Bai had no choice but to endure the urge to kill him, and sat on the sofa resignedly, "What is it?"

Pei Heming opened the lunch box, handed over the chopsticks graciously and said, "Steamed sea bass, I remember you like this."

Song Bai frowned, "You remember wrong."

It is not he who likes steamed sea bass, but Song Jiaze.

Pei Heming was stunned for a few seconds, then said cautiously: "I remember correctly, you used to have this dish."

Song Bai retorted with a calm face: "I often pick it up because—" You put this dish for Song Jiaze, and I was envious of it at the time, so I was attached to it.

Seeing that he suddenly lost his voice, Pei Heming's eyes flashed with doubt, "Why?"

"Forget it." Thinking of those old events, Song Bai felt ashamed.

"Then why don't you give it a try?" Speaking of this, Pei Heming's voice was full of grievances, "It took me a long time to learn."

Netizens said that selling miserably properly will arouse pity from the other party.

Song Bai has always been soft-hearted, so he probably wouldn't refuse.

As everyone knows, Song Bai is soft-hearted towards others, but hard-hearted towards him.

After Pei Heming finished speaking, Song Bai sneered, "What does it have to do with me?"

You know, before he learned new dishes, he excitedly gave them to Pei Heming to taste, and casually mentioned how much thought he had put into it, and Pei Heming replied with this sentence.

Returning it to Pei Heming now is just retaliation.

When Pei Heming heard this, his expression changed instantly.

Obviously, he remembered what he had said.

People often say that you don't know it hurts until the needle is stuck in your body.

Now he finally knows that this sentence is the truth.

Pei Heming's lips moved a few times, his voice was so dry that it was a little stagnant, "So, you still remember."

Song Bai raised his eyebrows, and replied with a fake smile: "I told you, I don't have any good points, except that my memory is not bad."

Seeing that the color on Pei Heming's face was gone, Song Bai continued: "If you want to save yourself some face, don't pester me any more."

"You didn't like me much at first, did you?"

"You are chasing after him now, but you are not reconciled."

Pei Heming suddenly raised his head and retorted: "That's not the case, I like you!"

Song Bai pouted, "This is just your illusion."

Pei Heming: "You're not me, how do you know it's an illusion?"

Song Bai was very tired and didn't want to entangle with him any longer, so he simply gave an ultimatum, "If you don't leave, I'll call someone."

Hearing this, Pei Heming could only pick up the lunch box and walk away in despair.

After Pei Heming left, Song Baicai reacted belatedly.

What hotel is doing activities?

It's all Pei Heming's fault!

After Pei Heming went back, he decided to change the plan after a review.

The next day, he asked his assistant to order a bouquet of roses.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, when he learned that the owner of the florist was going to deliver flowers, Pei Heming handed over the card he had written earlier in the morning to his assistant, and asked her to bring it to the boss and give it to Song Bai together.

At that time, the director was chatting with Song Bai.

"Xiao Song, the filming of this drama is over halfway."

"I want to post some shots on Weibo to increase exposure, remember to forward it."

Song Bai nodded, "Call me when you post."

The director made an "OK" gesture and was busy with other things.

After talking about the business, Song Bai remembered that he hadn't been on Weibo for a long time.

So he switched Weibo to a large size.

When he first boarded, because too many people sent him private messages, his phone was stuck.

When the phone recovered, he clicked on the comment section to have a look.

All crying for selfies.

Seeing that one of them was more pitiful than the other, Song Bai immediately took three photos and put them up.

Since the director is going to release extras, let him warm up first.

Within 3 minutes after this Weibo was posted, the comment section exploded.

——Grandma, your favorite actor has posted on Weibo, wake up soon.

——Your brother’s face can be punched, the photos taken from this angle of death are so beautiful!

——Ahhhhhh, Bai Bai is so handsome!

——Missing persons are finally online, Sahua~

Not long after Song Bai posted on Weibo, Xuanfa also started to act.

Seeing that someone was talking about it in the comment section, Song Bai went to the official blog to forward the short video, and then clicked to watch it.

I have to say that the director is really kind to him, and the shots he gave him almost caught up with the leading actor.

After Song Bai finished watching, he ran to find the director, "Will Teacher Wu be unhappy?"

The director smiled and comforted him, "Wu Xiangnan is not such a stingy person."

In order to prove what he said was true, the director even called someone over, "Wu Xiangnan, don't you mind today's promotional video?"

A dark light flashed across Wu Xiangnan's eyes, but he replied with a smile on his face, "Of course I don't mind."

In fact, Wu Xiangnan was not so generous.

He is 33 this year.

After ten years of hard work in the circle, he finally got his current position.

Song Bai is a newcomer, he abruptly stole his limelight, how could he have no objection.

But he is not an idiot like Zhao Hongyu.

Before he is sure, he will not show his hostility.

However, he didn't want to let things go like this.

Otherwise, everyone would go to Song Bai, who would still remember him as the hero.

Just when he was thinking about how to suppress Song Bai's limelight, a paparazzi who had been friends with him for many years sent him a message.

[Angkor, a paparazzi asked me to ask, he has Song Bai material, do the crew want to buy it? 】

【What material? 】

[He didn't tell me, he just said it was big news. 】

[You push that paparazzi’s WeChat to me, I want to chat with him. 】

Wu Xiangnan was ecstatic when he got WeChat.

Contacted the paparazzi who was holding aniseed food, and he deliberately stimulated the other party.

[The crew said they would not buy it, but if you have the ability, you can post it. 】

The paparazzi originally thought they were here to give him money, but they didn't expect to be greeted with these words.

In a fit of anger, he posted the photo on Weibo.

Soon, the entry of #宋白夜会男友# was on the top of the list.

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