When the society fears that the director will participate in the variety show

While they were changing their clothes, the fans in the barrage had already started to discuss enthusiastically.

[Gu Ling's Hanfu hehehe, come out and let me see my husband. 】

[As soon as he came in, he tripped over the sisters' pants. 】

[I haven't seen Sanyou's Hanfu yet. His mouth is usually squeaky, so I can't quite imagine what he looks like in Hanfu. 】

[Yueyue's ancient costumes are also super beautiful. The Reuters picture I looked at from the window before has been my wallpaper for several years. 】

[I'm wearing Hanfu now, rounding off I'm playing with idols. 】

Although no one was seen, they were also discussing in full swing.

At this time, a piece of clothes flashed upstairs, and someone came down.

Everyone's attention was focused on the stairs.

The first one to come out was Gu Ling, because he also filmed a lot of costume dramas, he didn't do much research on this suit, so he put it on quickly.

It's just teasing, ah no, I wasted some time helping my boyfriend get dressed.

He was dressed in red and walked down the stairs slowly.The reckless and unrestrained demeanor makes people think of the romantic young man who has seen all the flowers in Chang'an in a single day.

Followed by Meng Qingmu, who was dressed in blue, the blue color better highlighted his coldness,

If Gu Ling is a high-spirited young man, then he is a modest and polite son of an aristocratic family.

Noble and reserved, the moment he raised his eyes, he was brought in unconsciously, for fear of disturbing him by speaking too loudly.

[Reminder, you can talk. 】

【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooery 】

[I don't think he wants to hype his debut now. I suspect that he is the prince of some company who came out to play tickets. He has such a temperament that ordinary people really can't support him. 】

【No, even if I get scolded, I have to shout out, I have to take a sip!The two of them really get along so well! 】

[Don't go to the moon to touch porcelain, and don't look at who Gu Ling is, who he is, and if you have a little work, you won't find him. 】

Several other people also changed their clothes one after another and came out, and the effect of the few people was not bad.But Zhuyu is in the front, and looking at the people behind is inevitably a bit less interesting.

The few people packed up and set off towards their destination. Along the way, they saw many men and women wearing various Hanfu, as if they had traveled through time and space.

"Then let's eat first?" Sang Zheng was thinking about filling his stomach.

Zhou Weiwei nodded: "There are so many people, let's find out if there are any vacancies."

They were lucky enough to find it in a short time.

There is a long table for six people in the store, three people on one side.Meng Qingmu sat down in a corner, and Gu Ling naturally stood next to him.Before the others had time to sit down, Song Aiyue took the seat next to Gu Ling and sat down.

Meng Qingmu looked at her in surprise, turned her head and gave Gu Ling a puzzled look.

Didn't you reject her?Why are you still sitting next to you?

Gu Ling looked back at him innocently.

I don't know, maybe she hasn't given up yet.

After everyone sat down, the waiter came over: "Hello, what would you like to eat?"

After they ordered, the waiter walked away.

Song Aiyue tapped the table twice, turned her eyes, and spoke to Gu Ling: "I'm still thinking about the Wensi tofu that Teacher Gu made at noon today. I didn't know that Teacher Gu can also cook before."

Hearing that she deliberately avoided mentioning Meng Qingmu, Gu Ling felt a little uncomfortable: "I did it with Qingmu."

Song Aiyue looked at Meng Qingmu when she heard the words, and asked in surprise: "Of course Brother Meng is also very good. Does it mean that he likes to study when he is free at home? It must have been practiced for a long time to have this effect, right?"

Meng Qingmu was not angry, but felt a little funny.

As an actor, I don't focus on improving my professional ability all day long, but think about crooked ways every day.

At the beginning, he thought that if the role was suitable in the future, there would be opportunities for cooperation, but now...

He didn't think his crew would welcome such a person.

He took a sip of the tea in front of him, and didn't give Song Aiyue a look: "Do it once in a while."

[Why is Song Aiyue so yin and yang, the connotation is that Meng Qingmu has no job and can only cook at home every day? 】

【Why overinterpret?And even if that's what it means, it's true, right?Just say, what works does Meng Qingmu have? 】

[That's right, isn't this program group just five kings with one bronze?Isn't it true that capital is specially used to praise Meng Qingmu? 】

[It's arrogant to have the father behind the back, and you can speak without looking at others. 】

Seeing his reaction, Song Aiyue felt angry, but quickly forced herself to calm down.

As long as she asked her own marketing account to cut this paragraph, and then randomly added some introductory text, Meng Qingmu's uneducated and disrespectful draft would be published, and it would not be a problem for him to be hacked by the entire Internet.

The little goofy director who doesn't have any fans really takes himself seriously.

"Is that so." Song Aiyue didn't really want to ask him, so she started to talk to Gu Ling again perfunctorily.

She jokingly asked: "Mr. Gu, if you can cook, then is it okay for your future girlfriend to know how to cook?"

Hearing what she meant, Gu Ling's tone was normal but his eyes gradually turned cold: "I still like to be able to cook, preferably better than me."

Several other people also felt that something was wrong after hearing it.

Zhou Weiwei glanced aside calmly, and Meng Qingmu was stroking the teacup silently.

She broke the strange atmosphere with a smile: "I remember in the previous interview, Mr. Gu said that he likes to cook and is cute."

"Really?" Song Aiyue evoked a stiff smile, "Maybe I didn't see it. As a fan, I'm really too unqualified. Teacher Gu won't think I'm a fake fan, right?"

Gu Ling lifted the teapot, and naturally filled Meng Qingmu's cup: "I understand, after all, Mr. Song is usually too busy with work, and there is no rest time for filming."

At this time, You Yongyi and Sang Zheng, who had been standing beside them and didn't dare to speak, also felt a hint of danger.

The two looked at each other tacitly, it's better to be dumb.

[Why is the atmosphere so depressing. 】

【Song Ai Yuezhuang fans have been exposed~】

[Isn't it normal?Can fans guarantee to read all the materials of your master?Gu Ling didn't say anything, what are you pushing? 】

[Didn't Gu Ling catch the obvious connotation just now?Didn't it mean that your family is a drama? 】

[Gu Ling's ten-year-old fan said weakly, his behavior is really a little angry. 】

despair--

Meng Qingmu put down the teacup, and the sound of the teacup colliding with the table was very clear.

"The dishes are here, let's eat." He reminded lightly.

After such an encounter, Song Aiyue became honest.

The atmosphere on the table became active again, and with Sang Zheng, a social worker, there was a moment of joy on the table.

There are no other tasks today, and it happens to be the night scene of the bustling ancient town outside.It just so happened that it was not far from the location of the light show, so everyone unanimously decided to go and see it.

Meng Qingmu has no interest in crowded places, and can even be said to hate them.But everyone wanted to go, and he didn't want to spoil everyone's happiness.

Bite the bullet and set off with other people. When we arrived at the destination, there were already many tourists there.

Many people flew all the way here just to watch this event, and they were all very excited.

There are also many people with various professional equipment in their hands, some for hobbies, and some for shooting.

Due to too many people, several people and the cameraman scattered around for a while.

Fortunately, Gu Ling has been subconsciously protecting Meng Qingmu, and the two of them were not separated in the crowd.

They didn't stop until they walked out of the central area. Although there were many people coming and going, it was much better than before.

Walking around in the crowded crowd, Gu Ling was covered in thin sweat.

He asked Meng Qingmu, "Do you want some water?"

Meng Qingmu nodded: "Yes."

Gu Ling thought for a while: "When I came here, I saw ice sellers over there, so I'll go buy it."

"Okay," Meng Qingmu was very obedient, "Then I'll wait for you here."

Gu Ling squeezed his hand: "I'll be right back, don't run around."

Meng Qingmu was not convinced: "Got it, I'm not a child anymore."

After Gu Ling left, Meng Qingmu looked around idly.

A few people not far from him are shooting short videos. I have to say that watching other people take pictures is much more interesting than taking pictures by yourself.

Just looking at it, a few girls walked by.

The leader summoned up his courage and asked, "Hello, little brother, may I have your WeChat account?"

Meng Qingmu is not good at talking to strangers, and it is very embarrassing to encounter such a situation.

One of the reasons why Meng Qingmu didn't want to go out was that people often stopped him asking for contact information.

He refused: "Sorry, I don't add strangers."

The girl next to him helped to speak: "It's okay, little brother, we'll get to know each other after chatting."

Meng Qingmu was very embarrassed: "Sorry..."

The girl still refused to give up: "Just make friends."

Meng Qingmu still wanted to refuse, but a voice interrupted their communication.

"Hey! What are you still doing standing there, it's your turn to play!"

Meng Qingmu looked up and saw that the girl standing behind the camera just now was shouting at him.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, he is very busy and has no time."

Several girls glanced at each other, and they didn't want to disturb others anymore, and left after saying sorry.

The girl who spoke was wearing a high ponytail, refreshing and capable. She explained to Meng Qingmu: "I don't think you are very good at dealing with such situations. You shouldn't blame me for ruining your peach blossoms, right?"

Meng Qingmu shook her head: "No, thank you very much."

The girl waved her hand indifferently: "Go quickly, your face is too conspicuous."

Meng Qingmu explained: "I'm waiting for someone."

"Oh, then you wait. I'm going to continue moving bricks."

After the girl finished speaking, she started to fiddle with the camera again, and another boy came over to discuss something with her, as if something went wrong and the filming could not continue.

Seeing their desperation, Meng Qingmu hesitated for a moment, but still walked over with tentative steps.

"That... do you need help?"