Please stay away from the life of fans

Lu Shengkuo didn't say when he would want clothes, but when he would be finished—the dog days.

- isn't that hot

Shen Nanxing put the watermelon, ice cream and iced milk tea and iced coffee requested by the employees on the table, telling them to take some time to get them, while he took a bottle of iced water from the refrigerator and went back to the office.

Lu Shengkuo didn't have a show in the afternoon, and now the weather is a bit overwhelming for people in the mountains. Bian Yi poured ice water into the ancestral house, and saw this man sitting on the bay window blowing the wind, with no shirt on, and his trousers were still white costumes.

He was knocking on his mobile phone, and it looked like he was chatting.

Bian Yi stretched his arms, and found that Lu Shengkuo was expected to become a teenager with Internet addiction in the near future.

Lu Shengkuo couldn't stand the heat, to the extent that all activities were canceled during the summer, and he wished to find a summer resort to spend the winter. All the selections and awards held in summer before were handled by the company.

This time, because an actor temporarily changed the lyrics and added scenes, the construction period was delayed a lot.

"The police have seen all the surveillance at the hotel in all directions." Bian Yi poured half a bottle of ice water, saying what he learned from the police, "The car on Duan Heng is hard to find, and you know where it is going." Who might be found out next time."

"Are you sure you want to check down?"

"Also, you really don't plan to tell us why you met Duan Heng at that time? He is your former manager, and the big boss still cares a little bit about this."

Lu Shengkuo's thumb slid across the plastic bottle, and the white mist scrambled to cover it as soon as it was wiped away. He didn't affirm or deny the series of interrogative sentences, and he didn't give a reason.

Instead, he said: "If I just want to look down, what will happen?"

Bian Yi thought for a while, shaking the small half bottle of water in his hand, as mechanically as reciting a text: "The popular movie star turned into a dog, and bit the 'old mother who has made her own'."

Lu Shengkuo's complexion was not good, partly because of the scorching heat, partly because of the difficult follow-up, he kicked him: "You are the dog."

Bian Yizang: "How can you start biting people while you're talking?"

Lu Shengkuo: "..."

There was a bamboo grove not far away, and when the wind rustled through it, their voices seemed particularly crisp: "What are you going to do about Shen Nanxing?"

"It seems that the handsome and powerful star Lu is not accepted."

The people around him swallowed the cool water, grabbed the plastic bottle and squeezed it loudly. Bian Yi watched Lu Shengkuo's eyes flicker a few times, his lips moved without saying a word, and he drank the water with his head sullen.

Until the last breath, Lu Shengkuo's voice seemed calmer than the wind in the woods: "Shen Nan is a very nice person, very measured."

Bian Yi agrees: "Indeed, even though you have a good temper, it always gives people a sense of distance."

The marks between Lu Shengkuo's brows deepened, and he didn't refute.

"Let's just let it go?" Bian Yi was worried. After all, he was not familiar with Shen Nanxing, and if they didn't give some clear solutions or some requirements, their entire team would feel uneasy.

The big manager hit the nail on the head at the time: "There must be a promise that will not be found out, right?"

Everyone is puzzled, puzzled and worried about Shen Nanxing's reaction. They can't trust the people around them wholeheartedly in this industry. A paper agreement is a little better, and they can temporarily feel at ease if there is interest suppression. The answer is still a three-no personnel.

Especially Lu Shengkuo, to put it bluntly, on this matter, if Shen Nanxing made a mistake and said something, Bian Yi and the others couldn't help him.

Lu Shengkuo looked into the distance, and asked lightly: "If, I mean, if this happened between you and a celebrity, and this celebrity looks... seems to have a backstage, even if it can stir up public opinion, it will be rushed down quickly , what would you ask for?"

Bian Yi "Ah?" for a moment, his thinking was very straightforward: "What can I ask for? Zhengsheng's big star, no matter what, I have to wait for you to be abandoned by the backstage before doing anything."

Lu Shengkuo doesn't mind his directness, his team has always been like this, they see things very sharply, and won't create dreamy stars.

"So, what can Shen Nanxing ask for?" Lu Shengkuo smiled wryly, "Perhaps what he wants most now is not to be disturbed by others, but he didn't really do it to me at first. This kind of thing is swallowed."

"I really have to thank you for controlling yourself," Bian Yi patted his thigh, "Actually, I also think that between you and Shen Nanxing, there is no need to worry so much, even if there is something in the future, just like Shen Nanxing himself said Yes, lies have flaws."

Lu Shengkuo let out an "um" from his nasal cavity, Bian Yi thought he had figured it out, and it was really unnecessary to bother about this matter, but the people around him said again: "That's what I said, but as a normal person, And an aspiring young man with correct values, I did cause physical harm to him, but the psychological aspect is not without speaking out."

Bian Yi stared.

Lu Shengkuo's eyes met his, and his pupils were full of determination: "You didn't see his trembling pupils and the look of fear at that time. I have to be responsible for what I did, and I have to be responsible for Shen Nanxing."

Bian Yi: "Then how do you want to be responsible?"

"I gave him medicine, and his injuries should heal soon," Lu Shengkuo said with a sad expression on his face, "It will take some time psychologically. I asked the psychological counselor of the film crew, this kind of rush , His roots are in me."

"I can see that Shen Nanxing is a very tolerant person. He is treated so much by high-ranking celebrities. Of course he dare not ask for anything more after getting an apology, and he dare not face public opinion. He is not like us who can deal with it. I have to Protect him and let him have a good time."

Bian Yi's expression was complicated for a moment, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, he couldn't help it after taking two puffs, and mocked him: "Are you really going to bend yourself? They have healed the scars, and you have become a nail in the Wanchai area."

"By the way, if you bend, Shen Nanxing goes straight, and you get stuck, what should you do?"

"At that time, biting your mouth will not solve the problem."

Lu Shengkuo: "..."

A strong wind blew up in the Silent Bamboo Forest, Bian Yi let out an "Aww" and fell from the bay window.

"Lu Shengkuo! Poked your lungs, you kicked so hard!" Bian Yi's voice was extremely loud at this moment.

"Smoking less," Lu Shengnan looked down at him, "You've smoked too much, you can't even sit still."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Bian Yi's cursing, jumped down from the edge of the bay window, and replied to Shen Nanxing's news:

- Yes, although it's very hot now.

- is your wound better

Before replying to this message, Shen Nanxing was looking at the full-length mirror with his bare back turned sideways. The previous redness and swelling were gone, neither painful nor itchy, but the marks still remained.

- You really bit me hard that night.

His skin, which used to be a clean canvas, was now a mess.Shen Nanxing got a little angry looking at it, and took pictures with his hands, and sent several pictures in one breath:

- I don't know when it will go away.

It had been a long time since Lu Shengkuo heard the news. At that time, Shen Nanxing had already set foot on the sunset and understood the needs of the last client today.

Lu Shengkuo:

- After so long, there are still such obvious marks?

-Are you a scar constitution?

Shen Nanxing suddenly felt a sting from the tooth marks on his shoulder, secretly clicked his tongue, and replied:

-Maybe, but I have never been injured like this since I was a child. Maybe the weather is hot and the heat won't go away.

This is a very unfounded statement. He stays in the air-conditioned room every day, drinks cold drinks, and doesn't sweat a lot. He even wears a thin coat to draw sketches in the work area.

This is an excuse. As a person who often hangs out in the fan group, Shen Nanxing has also wandered around in the field of literature. Of course, he can’t write it. After reading it once or twice, from the traces that can’t be erased, he associates it with many pictures that he writes. When the word "mark" suddenly popped up, he quickly cut off all his wild thoughts about Lu Shengkuo.

Before that, he would forget everything about "Lu Shengkuo×Anyone" after reading it, and he didn't think it was very interesting, and he didn't feel the so-called CP.

But now it is completely concrete, and it has become "Lu Shengkuo×Shen Nanxing"!The scary thing is that this is not the kind of wishful thinking, it is completely tactile!

When he suddenly stood up from the chair, Jin Qi, who was about to ask him if he wanted Mala Tang, was taken aback.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Jin Qi felt that Shen Nanxing's sudden and sudden behavior was very frequent recently.

Shen Nanxing was in a daze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Are you too tired recently?" Jin Qi was a little worried, "Why don't you go back and rest for a few days? I'm here! No one dares to make trouble here!"

All the possibility of contacting the strange outside world was handed over to Jin Qi, and he was indeed not worried at all.

Thinking that he really had to go back and rest for a day or two, and to get over what happened that day, he had to keep a normal star and fan distance with Lu Shengkuo.

Just as he was about to talk for two days, his phone rang, and the name "Mr. Shen" jumped on the screen.

Jin Qi walked away with interest.

"Dad?" Shen Nanxing didn't know what to do, so he borrowed the information to relieve it when he picked it up.

"Do you still know that I'm your father?" Mr. Shen's voice was the same as before... Let Shen Nanxing stand up straight habitually, as if he was face to face with his father, "Go home tomorrow, let me see if I'm still alive." Do you know me?"

Shen Nanxing looked for a reason: "I have to accept the design tomorrow."

"Don't you have five designers in your studio?" Mr. Shen didn't have the patience to listen to the others, "Wouldn't any of them know how to design without you? Then what's the use of having a studio?"

Shen Nanxing: "..."

He opened his mouth again, but was interrupted just as he was about to speak.

"Other times you don't want to go home, I'll just let you go deaf and blind," said Mr. Shen, who was very quiet. Shen Nanxing knew that he was talking to himself while avoiding everyone, and said at the same time It's an irresistible notification, "I'll be home all day tomorrow."

Shen Nanxing deflated like a balloon that had been punctured by a nail: "Okay, I'll go home early tomorrow morning."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Shengkuo just replied:

- If you are the boss, don't be stingy with the electricity bill, right?

-Also, isn't it a bit mean for you to just send me this photo?

Shen Nanxing was taken aback for a moment, and quickly scrolled up, really... It looked like a dark mark that couldn't be erased after some kind of behavior.

And I seem to be asking for a weird way of saying...

But it's 800 years too late to withdraw...

He stood in the setting sun and became almost the same color as the setting sun at the speed of light.