Please stay away from the life of fans

On the day of the recording, Shen Nanxing realized that it was a live broadcast. There were many more camera positions than when filming, and those shots looked expensive, stacked together, and dark.

"Aren't you nervous?" Boss Shen, who didn't believe in others last night, was already nervous and a little uncomfortable. He grabbed his hand and rubbed his arms, "I remembered the time of the college entrance examination."

Lu Shengkuo waited for Bian Yi to register at the door: "Are you nervous about the college entrance examination?"

"Well," Shen Nanxing took the sign from Bian Yi's hand, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "I'm afraid I won't pass the exam."

Lu Shengkuo raised his eyebrows: "Ah, your previous university is just opposite mine?"

Shen Nanxing shut up.

Bian Yi didn't know about the fans yet, and looked at Lu Sheng's wide-eyed eyebrows, and said honestly, "The school Nan Nan used to go to was very good, otherwise they wouldn't be all listed on the honor roll of high school graduates now."

Lu Shengkuo's eyebrows were completely raised, and he stared sideways at his red-stained earlobes.

Shen Nanxing quickly followed Bian Yi and said, "The university entrance exam is quite difficult."

"Indeed," Bian Yi said seriously, "My cousin also wanted to take the exam the year before last, she stayed up all night every day, even cried a lot before the exam, and she still missed three points."

Lu Shengkuo: "..."

I really found a gap to chat with.

He didn't have a separate lounge yet, but there weren't many people at this time, and several agents came and went to communicate with the staff, and also to see if any of his artists needed to touch up their makeup.

Before Lu Shengkuo went to change, Bian Yi asked Xu Ting to call the makeup artist.

His short play is about the love of his parents' generation - the daily necessities in the 90s, the ups and downs, special workers, and the part of Lu Shengkuo is an education show for his children.

It was the first time I saw him wearing a gray shirt and blue overalls, his skin darkened, and he was a little weird, so he couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Kuo, now add a white glove, saying that you should switch to screwing screws I believe it."

Bian Yi also smiled beside him: "Wearing a helmet is a good brick mover."

Lu Shengkuo: "..."

There are a few actors who are nervously reciting lyrics. They are in another play, and they are very nervous. Look at them.

The program team came over from time to time to report the time and progress of the program, and Shen Nanxing gradually stopped talking.

The actors who performed together arrived one by one, and one of them had acted with Lu Shengkuo before. They had been in line for many times, and their eyes were not nervous, but calm anticipation.

The seniors still had a simple play around, and Lu Shengkuo had pointed at each other, while Shen Nanxing kept quiet on the sidelines, for fear of disturbing them, and watched quietly with Bian Yi and Xu Ting.

It wasn't until it was their turn that everyone stood up and heard two "a little nervous".

Shen Nanxing can choose to watch him in the background, or he can choose to go to the auditorium.

He chose to go to the auditorium.

The backstage couldn't see the front at all, and he wanted to watch the scene closer than the live broadcast.

He brought a SLR, but he couldn't take pictures in the auditorium, so he took a picture of entering the arena at the separate exit.

When entering the arena, there was a dark passage, Lu Shengkuo walked at the end, the light only hit his forehead, his eyelashes flickered coldly, Shen Nanxing also took several photos with his mobile phone, and after reposting the official news Posted a Vlog.

Lu Shengkuo hooked his fingers in the dark, and said in a low voice: "Brother Shen, give me some encouragement."

Shen Nanxing suddenly stood on tiptoe, and Shen Nanxing held his face and looked up.

The four lips touched lightly, and the two of them separated quickly. He was afraid of death, afraid that his makeup would be messed up, and also afraid that someone would see it. This is not a joking crew, there are many old people who have no temper.

Lu Shengkuo asked him to follow Xu Ting to a conspicuous place, and followed Bian Yi to the passage.

Along the way, Lu Shengkuo didn't let him touch anything, and he bought extra insurance for the flight.

Those few coins were like a hurdle, he looked at Shen Nanxing everywhere, this meeting will be separated for a short time, he will try his best to keep people in sight.

This kind of unit drama is not like a TV series, it is a quick and refined condensed, everything is changed, the curtain is dark and then pulled up, it will look completely different, a bit like a stage play.

He watched Lu Shengkuo get so close to his parents that they had conflicts and then reconciled, and changed from undershirt to military uniform.

Don't wear a red flower on your chest, come and get your rank.

After a pause, I don’t say it’s particularly fluent, but I can only say that there are no faults in the stage effect. There are predecessors leading them, and they will remind each other in the dark, and the walk is very smooth.

However, Shen Nanxing held his breath the whole time, his palms were covered with sweat, as if his own breathing would disrupt the rhythm of the people on stage or interfere with the shooting machine.

A pair of eyes stared blankly, accurate to the steps they stepped on the stage.

Until Lu Shengkuo called the curtain and completed a small interview on stage, he kept his screen closed.

Seeing Lu Shengkuo step off the stage and enter the dark passage again, the phone in his pocket vibrated, which made him take a breath of fresh air.

In the eyes is a dialogue with a big star, a smiley child's emoticon package:

- Families can breathe while watching.

Shen Nanxing's eyes were a little blurry, and the heat came to his eyes, the excitement came a bit late, he smiled, and quickly covered his eyes.

The group left at eight o'clock and returned to their place of residence at twelve o'clock. Lu Shengkuo added several people, and when he came back, his phone kept sending messages.

He was walking from one circle to another, Shen Nanxing looked at him, and also glanced at the opened suitcase.

I also changed from following alone to walking side by side.

In the future, there will be more and more people around Lu Shengkuo, and he is not like before. Although he is still indifferent all over his body, the sharp spurs of rejection have softened, and he will not avoid many people if he judges the situation.

Lu Shengkuo would still answer the calls from those people. Shen Nanxing grabbed his clothes and went to take a shower. When a call came in, he sat on the bed and answered it: "Well, they are all work numbers anyway, so you should take them. Why don't you tell me?" , I still use my private number."

Shen Nanxing, who stood up with his clothes on, looked at his bare arms with dim eyes.

Lu Shengkuo hung up Bian Yi's phone, shook his head, propped his elbows on the bed and looked up: "Brother Shen, I'm sorry for breaking your inner desire to perform."

Shen Nanxing: "..."

Bath towels and towels were thrown at Lu Shengkuo all at once, and Shen Nanxing stepped onto the bed in two steps to strangle him, and soon the two rolled into a ball.

He pressed Lu Shengkuo's thigh and pinched his chin.

Lu Sheng refused to let him go, pulled his arm and turned over, reached into the clothes and grabbed the clothes with force.

Shen Nanxing stood up: "Hey, it is forbidden to play hooligans when fighting!"

Lu Shengkuo leaned against his ear: "You are forbidden to fight when you are playing hooligans!"

"........."

After all, he was caught and ran for a few days. Shen Nanxing's strength was much stronger than before, but he still couldn't twist this person, and was pinned down on the bed with his hands behind his back, panting for breath.

Both of them had red necks, and Lu Shengkuo sat on his skin, pointing upwards along the tailbone.

Shen Nanxing was numb from the touch, and was about to turn over when the phone rang suddenly.

The words Ling Xinglan made the temples of the two of them twitch.

The hooked corners of the mouth pulled down.

He won't call when he has nothing to do, as if everything can be communicated through messages and voice, and it's a big deal if he really presses the phone number.

Lu Shengkuo took advantage of the situation and lay down, sitting half leaning against the head of the bed, allowing Shen Nanxing to lie on top of him.

Boss Shen frowned lightly, feeling a little uneasy.

Ling Xinglan waited for a long time before getting connected, and bluffed, "Mr. Shen, why are you taking so long to answer the phone?"

With a full complaining tone, Lu Shengkuo hugged Shen Nanxing's arm tightly.

Shen Nanxing's voice was not high: "What's the matter?"

"Why are you so serious?" Ling Xinglan asked, "Oh, it's not because of your bad luck. It's because we all advanced, but you didn't reply to the email. The competition committee contacted me. You should reply quickly, or you will end up in the end." You will not be included in the round of voting!"

The stone in Shen Nanxing's heart moved and returned to its original position.

At the end of the competition system, there is no theme, but online plus offline voting, and each contestant finds a model to walk one.

This is equivalent to a sinking game, which requires not only new ideas, but also a face.

Ling Xinglan said "Oh" over there: "It seems that your bad luck is that I have to surpass you this time, and Teacher Shen will have to call me teacher after this competition!"

Shen Nanxing chuckled: "You have a good idea, when will you go to the competition?"

The competition system stipulates that the final round must go to the place designated by the competition committee.

Ling Xinglan: "Next weekend."

Bad news - for Lu Shengkuo and Shen Nanxing, this is completely bad news.

On the weekend, Lu Sheng had the luxury to go to the awards ceremony.

The corners of Shen Nanxing's eyes drooped, Lu Shengkuo could hear him clearly, hugged him tightly and kissed his ears: "It's okay, Brother Shen."

"You're about to win a prize! Be happy!"

Brother Shen said dumbly: "It still depends on the number of votes. If you can't make it to the top three, you can just run the whole journey with you."

Lu Shengkuo pressed the back of his neck, with bright eyes and bright teeth: "What a coincidence, so am I."

Gentle palms rubbed against his shoulders, Shen Nanxing calmed down a little after being pecked and kissed by him, knelt straight and lowered his head to respond, when Lu Shengkuo opened his eyes again, his dark eyes gleamed: "Brother Shen, you will definitely not run with me , You have dismantled the threads so many times, rejected so many manuscripts, and retreated for several days."

In those few days, except for eating, Shen Nanxing didn't go out of the study very much, thread and rags were everywhere.

Lu Shengkuo saw them all.

Shen Nanxing hugged his head: "I don't want to, it doesn't matter if I run with you or not, I just kind of want to attend your awards ceremony."

Lu Shengkuo squeezed his arm: "Whether you get it or not depends on the vote."

"There will be opportunities in the future."

"They are all optimistic about you." Shen Nanxing kissed him on the tip of his nose, all the way to his chin. "It's been 16 years. After working hard for so long, it should be you."

"I just don't want to miss every single moment of you."

Lu Shengkuo hugged him, his cheek pressed against his thin muscular stomach, and said in a muffled voice, "Me too."

On the day of walking the red carpet, Shen Nanxing was not able to be with Lu Shengkuo, so he could only watch the live broadcast on his mobile phone.

It is another type of participation.

However, he didn't even have a live broadcast of this final competition, so Lu Shengkuo could only dream and worry about it.

The tunic suit that Lu Shengkuo wears is not the traditional close-fitting kind, and He Shen Nanxing's tricky trench coat looks like a couple's style.

The hem of his dress was slightly below the hip bone, and the belt around the waist was tied casually, but not at all sloppy.

The loose fit adds slack, making every frame captured by the surrounding reporters calm. Shen Nanxing did this out of selfishness. He wanted Lu Shengkuo to look a little more easy-going.

It was the first time for Lu Daxing to wear his clothes to participate in such an event, and he wanted to leave a different impression on others.

After Lu Shengkuo went to sign the papers, he was left behind for a few interviews. Shen Nanxing didn't expect that they would not ask about TV dramas or future plans. He watched the small silver storm gossip on his belt that was made into a fixed button.

"Welcome Lu Shengkuo to come today. Apart from being nominated, something bigger happened this year." The female host's eyes were shining, "It can be seen that the current state is very good, and it is different from before."

The male host answered: "Yes, the eyes are full of happiness."

Shen Nanxing's heart was aroused, thinking that the star would be led to say a few words about the TV series after a few cold hums, but Lu Shengkuo curled the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "Really? Yes So obvious?"

"Yeah!" The host didn't expect him to pick up the slack, but during the live broadcast, she also knew that she couldn't continue the chat, so she quickly changed the subject, "Just like the nominated drama, what do you want to say to those who follow you ?"

Lu Shengkuo showed his white teeth under countless shots and the sound of shutters, but he restrained himself: "There is nothing to say, but the drama is indeed very sweet, thank you for your support."

Shen Nanxing started to sweat a little, and Ling Xinglan told him to go over to register, only to find that there was a layer of moisture on the phone case.

When he was in the living room, Bian Yi let out his tense breath: "I was shocked, I didn't realize they like to gossip so much!"

As he said that, he looked at Lu Shengkuo again: "Brother Sheng, you scared me to death too, you know how afraid I will show off after you follow."

He suddenly followed Dongxiu for too much time, and Bian Yi was a little stressed, and of course he also felt a little bit of a pattern, and he almost said "everyone is on alert" in the group.

Lu Shengkuo rolled his eyes because of this, his face was full of "Do you think I didn't hear what they were thinking?".

Bian Yi quickly patted him: "Don't look, there are so many shots here, just in case Zhang Chou is caught! Nan Nan has to settle the score with me."

Lu Shengkuo tilted his head: "I'm handsome, too."

Bian Yi: "..."

He Ye also came. In the previous TV series, he was nominated as a newcomer, and it was divided into a big topic. After all, it was the first TV series, and there were still some rumors. There were many fights among fans from all walks of life, and there was a lot of controversy.

But he looks so lazy, even if he shaves his head, he can't lift his spirits.

He Ye sat next to Lu Shengkuo, and many people looked at them. Lazy people were not afraid of being looked at, so they looked behind Bian Yi.

Lu Shengkuo: "What are you looking at?"

He Ye: "Where is Shen Nanxing? He didn't accompany you on such a big matter?"

Bian Yi was even more excited than Lu Shengkuo: "Nan Nan is going to receive his design competition award!"

Lu Shengkuo frowned, his eyes were full of "You talk a lot, don't you?"

It is also because there are colleagues here who have the camera, so he must speak out.

He Ye nodded: "Ah, then why don't you accompany him? Lao Qin said that even if you won the award, the award for the drama is not important to you now."

Bian Yi did not expect He Ye to say such a thing. According to his years of experience as an agent, except for the arrogant type of packaging, generally no star would think that any award is unimportant.

Besides, brother Sheng is still the best actor this time!

But Lu Shengkuo didn't speak, leaned on the arm of the chair and lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Bian Yi felt a tingling sensation in his back, like a cat, which foresees danger and is about to explode.

The author has something to say:

Bian Yi: To suffer, to suffer, to suffer...

He Ye: It seems to ask a question, but it actually gives a method;)