Koi Cheng Jing [Entertainment]

When Lin Haiyang and his agent arrived on the set, the surrounding staff were already making preparations, and they all looked at him with smiles.

A lighting engineer came over, patted his arm, and said to him: "Haiyang, is it amazing?"

Lin Haiyang was patted on the arm for some unknown reason, but still had a smile on his face: "Thank you!"

The director was urging him to change clothes, Lin Haiyang also slipped into the dressing room, and met Ji Xiaobing who had been there earlier, she had changed her school uniform and was putting on makeup, she also smiled when she saw him: " Yo? Isn’t this the lovely kid Lin Haiyang?”

Lin Haiyang found out that others love to laugh when they see him.

It was a topic of hot search yesterday. Lin Haiyang blushed in embarrassment and scratched his hair. Ji Xiaobing was still making fun of him: "I didn't realize that it's shameful for such a big man to be so cute!"

Lin Haiyang was a little happy and a little shy, so he could only laugh, say hello, and change clothes.

Within a few minutes, he came out wearing a police uniform, with broad shoulders, thin waist, tall legs and long legs, obviously dressed in austere style. Ji Xiaobing looked at Lin Haiyang's face with a smirk, and suddenly felt that this whole person was simply It's just a soft and warm ball, the kind that anyone can go up and rub a few times.

The staff were all ready. She stood up and faced the camera. In this scene, little A faced several students who were tortured to the point of mental breakdown by fear, and was protected by police B behind him. The extras were also present. Yep, Ji Xiaobing frowned, seeing Lin Haiyang happily running over and blocking her face, the darkness in front of her eyes instantly——

She was blocked and couldn't see anything! !

God knows, her height of 1.7 meters [-] is considered very tall among actresses, but she was completely blocked behind Lin Haiyang, leaving only his broad back and the back of his black head in sight.

The field recorder took the sign: "Action!"

The group performers rushed up with props, knives and sticks. Ji Xiaobing tried her best to put on a panicked expression, and buried her face on Lin Haiyang's back—yes, the first half of her scene was extremely trouble-free. Just bury your face in it and you're done.

The group performer was shouting professionally: "It's her!!! It's her, she killed everyone!!!"

Ji Xiaobing saw darkness in front of her eyes, she could only feel Lin Haiyang's general movements, surrounded by chaotic footsteps, and she heard a deep voice from her trembling chest: "Don't come here."

A student was slashing over with a knife, but policeman B blocked it with his arm, and a huge bloody gash was cut out. The blood stained little A's school uniform, dripping and splashing on the ground, but he couldn't resist those red-eyed lunatics. He turned his head, changed the direction, wrapped little A in his own arms, and let out a painful muffled sound——

Ji Xiaobing was buried, but was pulled over violently, raised his face in panic, and in front of him was Lin Haiyang's rigid frowning face, stained with a little blood, gnashing his teeth anxiously, his powerful big hands firmly Protecting him, the heat spread to her shoulders through the thin shirt. At that moment, Ji Xiaobing was in a daze facing him with only her own black pupils...

Come on, this, this is a heart-pounding feeling!

No, Ji Xiaobing woke up suddenly, he should have liked women by default!

Ji Xiaobing was still in a daze, and suddenly felt Lin Haiyang's hand on her shoulder move slightly, and flicked her with a finger that was out of the camera's reach, she jerked violently, showing an NG expression.

The director called out, and Ji Xiaobing shook his head, feeling that he had been watered into his head before.

Lin Haiyang became stupid again in an instant, and said to her very seriously: "Sister Ji, have you forgotten? The next script is that you have to bury your head under my armpit, and then you have to show an evil smile... Is that so, Director?"

Sister Ji didn't want to talk, and gave him a supercilious look.

She went to the side to rest, and the taciturn tall assistant behind her also followed. Ji Xiaobing complained a little: "I was still joking about Lin Haiyang as an idiot a few weeks ago, but now the more I look at it, the more I feel..."

The assistant's muscular arms tightened slightly. After answering the conversation for the first time, Ji Xiaobing was shocked to see that his swarthy face suddenly had a faint pink color, revealing a shy expression like a girl's bosom: "It's normal." .I also think...he's cute."

Ji Xiaobing: "...?"

After finishing the filming, Lin Haiyang covered himself tightly and took the subway home.

In fact, it’s not that he has no money to buy a car. He recently discovered that he is quite rich now. The main reason is that Lin Haiyang has no talent for transportation tools since he was a child. Don't mention driving yourself, it's a disaster scene.

Sitting on the subway with not many people, he secretly took out his mobile phone, and wanted to have fun again, so he went to look at the homepage of the trumpet.

Qing Yunzhi is broadcasting steadily with the halo of the number one ratings. Shen Liu will choose a date, and choose a gap period when he is out of the village and out of the store. There is no particularly strong competitor, and he has no particularly high expectations recently. With the addition of Ling Cheng and Lin Haiyang, two streaming treasures, Shen Liu squatted at home counting money every day, enjoying himself.

No matter when the Japanese sisters are dancing youthfully, one rainbow fart is better than the other, almost blowing him into the sky, Lin Haiyang turned over the words with a smile, and felt for the first time what an ordinary star is feel.

[Hai Yangyang]: This time it's Shimizu...@小绿竹子's article, I'm almost wilting after three days of grinding!The Shen family brothers pa, socialist brotherhood, about 1 words, no car, no car, no car, so I ran to Little Green Literature City to post it! ([-] minute ago)

Lin Haiyang was a little curious. He hadn't read Qingshui written by this sister (of course he hadn't read the roller coaster), so he clicked on the link, but it didn't exist.

Refresh it again:

[Hai Yangyang, a young man with a cocky fart]: @小绿文学城Come out and get beaten! ! !My old lady finally wrote Qingshui once, didn't even hit a boo, just checked my waist and face, and even locked my text! !So angry that he spiraled into the sky! ! (just)

Lin Haiyang was in a daze for a moment, and he really remembered that Little Green Literature City did not know where the regulations came from. It seems that the intimacy below the neck cannot be described, and the intimacy above the neck cannot be too intimate, and a warning must be locked.

... It seems that Mrs. Sand Sculpture Penguin Head is really not easy.

After thinking about it, he clicked on the app of Little Green Literature City, flipped through the new fanfiction, bored, and clicked on the forum again.

[No.20 three snowflakes that fell on the puppy's head - walk hand in hand, never leave, and understand]

Although Lin Haiyang didn't understand, he still clicked in and found the stills of himself and Ling Cheng in the town building.

Lin Haiyang:?

Turning down, the first page is full of meaningless floors such as "check in", "ka" and "antelope cardi". From the second page, the sippy dogs finally showed their sharp fangs——

302L: Sisters, have you seen this shot? ?ah? ?Brother to hold brother's hand! !This is too natural 8, I don't remember which brothers in ancient times had the tradition of holding hands and walking?

358L: Picked out a shocking giant candy! !In the first scene, looking carefully at the scene, the younger brother exerted a little force on his arm and wanted to pull it out, but was held down by the older brother! ! !What kind of beautiful brother sadomasochism is this? ?Domineering brother falling in love with cute younger brother?I pour!

359L: The sister upstairs brought an [-]x mirror to watch the drama... Regardless of Liao, if the screenwriter writes that the Shen brothers are not related by blood, I will write a [-]-word essay praising the screenwriter! ! !

Lin Haiyang took a look. There were 23 such buildings, each with a full [-] floors. He was stunned for a moment:

These girls are too good at talking...

After the beginning of winter, the weather turned cold, and the temperature dropped a lot. Lin Haiyang was wrapped tightly, but still shivering in the cold wind. He went to the small shop next door and brought back a bucket of braised beef noodles, planning to soak it to make do with it.

He went upstairs, boiled water, and his stomach was growling with hunger. Lin Haiyang lay on the bay window, watching the white air rising intently, while counting the time silently in his heart: 5 minutes Ready to eat...no, or 3 minutes?

The leaves outside the window fell, Lin Haiyang stood up, opened the balcony door, and prepared to breathe fresh air—huh? ?

Lin Haiyang took a deep breath in disbelief: "Why does it smell like hot pot!?"

He slipped out wearing slippers, looking for the direction where the smell came from, and looked left and right. In the cold wind and the temperature approaching ten degrees, on the balcony next door, there was actually someone wearing a shirt cooking hot pot outside.

Lin Haiyang felt that his world was unreal: "...Brother Ling, what are you doing?"

Looking very natural next door, Ling Cheng tightened his clothes and turned up the fire a little more: "Picnic."

...God damn picnic is okay.

Lin Haiyang frowned, and didn't know what to say. The smell of the hot pot next door wafted into his nose. Lin Haiyang heard his stomach make a loud "croak".

Ling Cheng still had a calm and composed expression, while mixing the sauce, he asked him in a low voice: "Have you eaten yet?"

Lin Haiyang faltered: "I'll eat it right away."

He observed Ling Cheng carefully. This man was wearing a thin shirt because of the cold weather. He must have been outside for a long time, and his lips were almost purple from the cold. He even stirred the pot with his chopsticks hand. The bottom side was still trembling slightly, but he still straightened his back, as if asking him casually: "If you are hungry, you can come here, I don't mind."

Lin Haiyang felt that although he sometimes stays idle, it doesn't mean that he is a fool: "Brother Ling... are you really okay? Are you not cold?"

The corner of Ling Cheng's mouth twitched: "Of course...it's not cold." He said with a firm expression, "If you don't come over, I'll continue to eat outside."

Lin Haiyang: "...I'll come, I'll come right away."

While speaking, the instant noodles inside were already ready. Lin Haiyang entered the room, took a painful look at the instant noodles, put on another layer of cotton trousers, and went downstairs to go to Ling Cheng's place.