Dead rivals overturned each other

Xu Zhuo looked at the skipping rope in front of him, and "greeted" Zhou Liang ten thousand times in his heart.

"Hahaha!"

"Really!"

"The omnipotent program group!!"

"Hahaha Xiaozhuo, go!"

Everyone cheered for Xu Zhuo.

Xu Zhuo took the skipping rope and tried the length.

This is really destined to escape, even the length is just right, and there is no excuse.

Either don't dance, or dance if you want to.

This is Zhou Liang's principle of doing things, and it has had a profound impact on Xu Zhuo these years.

It happened that a piece of music with a strong rhythm was played on the stereo, Xu Zhuo stepped on the rhythm and shook the rope vigorously.At the beginning, there were still some stumbles, but things got better later on. First, crossed front and back, crossed back and forth, and then crossed the hands holding the rope left and right. You can also jump with one leg up, and you can even swing the rope alternately left and right in midair.

The air whipped with the rope in his hand.

After drinking some wine, his head was a little heavy, so he did a shallow dance for 2 minutes and then stopped. In his heyday, he could dance for 10 minutes without heavy samples and legends.

He didn't pay attention when he stopped, and he staggered a few times, and was supported by Zhou Liang who had been waiting at the side earlier.

Looking up again, the other guests have already laughed and collapsed in a row:

Zhang Miduo: "That's awesome! There are quite a lot of tricks."

Zuo Yao thumped the table, "Xiao Zhuo, is it true that there is no one you like in this show? Oh no, is there no one you like on this earth?"

Liu Zhendong covered his stomach with a smile, "If you want to be a slasher one day and get a second job, I think you can try a ramen chef in a hot pot restaurant. It feels very professional."

"Hahaha"

"Hahahaha!!" (I don't know who laughed out loud)

Xu Zhuo himself couldn't help laughing, "You guys are so annoying! If you insist on showing it, you'll laugh at me if you show it seriously."

Seeing that his forehead was sweating, Zhou Mu poured a glass of warm water.Seeing that he was holding back a smile, Xu Zhuo whispered angrily, "If you laugh, you're finished."

It's fine if he doesn't say anything, but once he said that Zhou Liang was completely defeated and merged into the grinning army.

Xing Xuehui smiled very shallowly, but just followed the business, and looked at Zhou Liang expectantly at this time, "Mr. Zhou must be quite talented, right? I don't know if I have the honor to see it."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's attention was attracted by Zhou Liang's performance.

This attractiveness cannot be underestimated. After all, Zhou Liang, as the most restrained person in this show, is a mystery to the guests and audience in many aspects. He didn't show much in the circle in the past, which makes people extremely curious.

Xu Zhuo drank the water without making a sound.

Zhou Mu shook his head, indicating that he did not.

Everyone couldn't help but be disappointed, Xing Xuehui still didn't give up, "Aren't there any musical instruments?"

"Musical instruments," Zhou Liang thought, "I have practiced one."

Everyone couldn't help raising their ears again, "What musical instrument? A piano? Or a violin?" They felt that this kind of musical instrument was particularly suitable for Zhou Liang's temperament.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mu replied, "Guitar."

Crowd: ?

Unexpectedly, with Zhou Liang's indifferent personality, he could also play an interesting instrument like the guitar.

The contrast is inexplicable, but it brings infinite reverie to people. What would it be like for Zhou Liang to play the guitar?

Zhou Liang looked at Xu Zhuo, "It's all this guy. When I was in high school, he insisted on dragging me to participate in the art festival, and he had problems. He just practiced singing, but he asked me to quickly build a guitar to accompany him in a month."

Xu Zhuo smiled awkwardly, "But Teacher Zhou is talented in everything, and he learns quickly and well."

This immediately whetted the appetites of the others. Seeing Gu Xin beckon to the interns, he seemed to be trying to figure out where to borrow another guitar.

Zhou Liang said, "But I said in my third year of high school that I would never play it again."

Xu Zhuo couldn't help biting his lower lip when he remembered the unhappiness before.

Xing Xuehui wanted to persuade him again, but Zhou Liang shook his head and expressed his resignation, "And seven years have passed, and now I have forgotten all about it."

Everyone had to forget it with regret on their faces.

Xu Zhuo made a rescue for Zhou Liang, and raised his hand at this time, "If you want to talk about musical instruments, I can also play one kind of musical instrument. Are you making a fool of yourself?"

Zuo Yao asked, "What musical instrument?"

Gu Xinyi, who was outside the arena, also looked over with searching eyes.

Xu Zhuo got up, made a gentlemanly salute to everyone, and then sat down, "The performance is over."

Zhang Miduo: "Huh?"

Liu Zhendong: "The performance plays the air?"

Xu Zhuo laughed heartily, "My musical instrument is called - beat the drum."

Immediately, some threw paper balls at him, and some threw orange peels at him, and everyone laughed and laughed.

A mobile phone vibrating sound was slightly abrupt amidst everyone's laughter.

Cao Mo picked up the vibrating mobile phone in his hand, and the name of the manager "Deng Li" was displayed on it. He immediately apologized to everyone, and went out of the camera to answer the phone.

Seeing that he hadn't said a few words, Cao Mo's face changed, and he was about to shout something, but he turned his head and glanced at the crowd, and he still held back his words and walked quickly towards the courtyard, avoiding everyone's phone calls.

Next, within 3 minutes, the mobile phones of Gu Xinyi and the intern began to receive messages one after another.

Everyone is a little absent-minded.

There was one person quietly looking at the phone under the table, and the others followed suit. Only Xu Zhuo didn't rush to grab the phone, but slowly swallowed the last bite of soft, rotten chicken feet.

Zhou Liang looked at the hot news sent by Xiao Jiazhen, which was a marketing account dedicated to picking up all kinds of scandals about celebrities:

【shock! !A resident male guest with the surname C in a variety show was exposed to falsification of academic qualifications, opening and closing his mouth with English words, and his personality was so aggressive that he had never studied abroad, and he was not from the rich second generation.The villa he lives in is rented by the company, and it is not owned by him in order to shape the character.Moreover, according to relevant sources, this male guest only managed to get into an unpopular major with the lowest undergraduate degree, and dropped out of school to become an idol before graduating.Of course, academic qualifications are not the measure of a person's quality, but there is nothing to say about the character of false marketing, right? 】

It was soon picked up by netizens that the male guest's name was Cao Mo.

Even many netizens who are idle and have nothing to do have made ghost videos of clips in Chinese and English in all his previous video clips.

Xu Zhuo also took out his mobile phone and swiped it. Looking at the astonishing transmission rate, he couldn't help but frowned.

Everyone had different expressions, and Mi Duo alone was full of disappointment, even disbelief.

At this moment, Cao Mo came back in a hurry. Seeing everyone's expressions, he knew that everyone should know, and his heart sank. Now is not the time to explain to them.

Seeing his flustered look, Zhang Miduo didn't want to believe it at first, but at this time, he believed it for the most part.

She picked up the wine glass in front of her, drank the remaining wine in one gulp, and choked on two mouthfuls.Getting up and going back to the room, he bumped into Cao Mo severely when he passed by.

Cao Mo was already depressed, but now he was even more depressed, and said in a disheartened manner that his company had something to do, so he had to deal with it first.

Then they left with Gu Xinyi one after another.

After all, the show was still being recorded, and everyone couldn't say anything face-to-face. Those who washed the dishes, those who cleaned up, all absent-mindedly dispersed.

Back in the room, Zhou Liang walked to the sofa and sat down, flipped the phone with his fingertips, and kept his eyes on Xu Zhuo.

Just looking at each other, Xu Zhuo understood that Zhou Liang knew.

He was a little discouraged, still the same as before, no matter what he did quietly, he couldn't escape Zhou Mu's eyes.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Zhou Liang opened his lips slightly.

Xu Zhuo lowered his head and confessed, "I was close to him before, and I overheard him talking to the former company leader about his academic qualifications being faked. I used to plan to be a human being so I could see each other in the future, so I just turned a blind eye." Right now, I feel that what he does is too disgusting for everyone, playing with the feelings of two girls, so I want to teach him a lesson and tell this to a self-media friend in the circle."

However, he expressed doubts in his words, "My friend's account is mainly for beauty makeup, not for entertainment and gossip, I thought it would cause some trouble, and let the two girls know what a bad guy he is. I didn't expect the trouble to be so big, I wonder if he provoked some other enemies and fueled the flames."

Seeing that Zhou Liang was silent, Xu Zhuo lowered his head even lower, "I did do something not very bright, but I don't regret it."

"Then punish you, help me get a bottle of iced mineral water from the refrigerator." Zhou Liang finally spoke, but suddenly said this sentence.

Although Xu Zhuo didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, letting Zhou Liang know his dark side still made him uneasy, whether he would think he was bad.

"I remember that there seems to be no iced mineral water in the refrigerator?" It's all fruit juice.

Zhou Mu's tone was affirmative, "Yes, I just put it in."

Punishment should be punished, Xu Zhuo worked hard and went downstairs, opened the refrigerator, found no mineral water in the iced drink compartment, "Let me just say..."

Before the words were finished, a takeaway box was discovered by accident.

He picked it up and saw a familiar round food on the transparent side of the cup, with red chili sauce on it.

"Isn't this the fried lotus root ball at the school gate?" He opened the lid in surprise, and quickly put it in the microwave to heat it up.

A sound of "ding" indicates that the heating is successful.

Xu Zhuo picked up the hot bowl and ran upstairs, completely forgetting about getting water, and rushed into the door: "Zhou Liang!! Did you buy me fried lotus root balls?"

Zhou Mu: "Otherwise, did it fly here with its own wings?"

Xu Zhuo couldn't wait to hold a hot ball with his hand and stuff it into his mouth, it was so hot that his mouth screamed.

What kind of punishment is this? It's clearly a reward. His heart became clear again: "Don't you blame me for being cruel behind my back?"

"Strange, why not." Zhou Mu asked him to eat slowly.

Xu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, Zhou Liang continued, "I just blame you for not telling me in advance."

That way, he can prepare in advance for any follow-up and respond in time.

Xu Zhuo forgot to chew. What Zhou Mu said was like a promise to always stand by his side. They were together, and it was only natural to inform each other before doing anything.

Zhou Mu coughed lightly, "How can I be spared from doing bad things."

Xu Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Then I will definitely call you next time."

Zhou Mu stretched out his hand to scratch his hair.

Xu Zhuo happily ate the fried lotus root balls that he had been thinking about, and he said it so casually at that time that he forgot, but Zhou Liang remembered it.

-

In the morning of the next day, the sky was as cloudy as the evening after sunset, and lightning pierced the sky from time to time.

There was a burst of thunder, and Zhou Liang woke up suddenly. His pupils were slightly dilated, and the picture in his mind was still in a dream. Countless snakes rushed towards him, and the slippery feeling coiled around his body.

The shadow of childhood is too deep, and I still have occasional troubles.

As usual, he would have to lie on the bed and sleep for a while before he could recover.

However, this time was different. When he woke up, he saw the sleeping man in front of him very close to him. When he fell asleep, he was so cute that he had never been awake before, which made Zhou Liang, who was palpitating after the nightmare, calm down instantly.

Xu Zhuo's eyelashes trembled, his eyelids opened and he blinked a few times, and he seemed to feel that Zhou Liang, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up.

It was another nightmare.

Almost subconsciously, Xu Zhuo put his arms around Zhou Liang's neck, hugged him into his arms, and patted his back comfortingly.

Zhou Liang's pupils flickered, and he let him move.

Patting, Xu Zhuo, who was sleepy, suddenly opened his eyes wide as if he had been hit in the head.

Realized that the series of actions he just did was too coherent?

Depend on!They said they couldn't sleep together, and when he didn't wake up, he didn't know what to hide his mind, and he simply did things based on his mind.

The movement of the hands still dare not stop, if they stop at this time, it will be embarrassing for two people.

He had no choice but to pat for a while, then pretended to turn over as if nothing had happened, let go of the arms holding him, turned his back to Zhou Liang in a sleepy state, and continued to sleep.

Shouldn't it be revealed?

Anyway, I have studied acting professionally for many years.

The roar of thunder outside the window was no different from his state of mind at this time.

Zhou Liang didn't feel sleepy anymore, stared at the back of Xu Zhuo's head for a while, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and sat up by himself, half leaning against the head of the bed.

Xu Zhuo lingered for a while, and then pretended to wake up leisurely, straightened his arms and stretched his waist, and rubbed his fist directly on Zhou Liang's shoulder.

"Morning, what a coincidence? You're awake too." Xu Zhuo yawned in surprise.

Cursing inwardly, what a terrible greeting.

Zhou Liang was looking at the tablet, "Did I wake you up?"

Xu Zhuo shook his head, and slapped the bedside lamp, "I didn't do anything strange while sleeping, did I? Don't take it to heart, sleepwalking may happen when I'm too tired, just get used to it."

Zhou Mu just looked at him and didn't speak.

Xu Zhuo panicked from being stared at, and hurriedly changed the topic. He glanced at his personal resume lit up on the tablet, and was slightly taken aback:

"This Director Li, I know. I saw his film when I was studying. I remember it was a family melodrama that was shortlisted for Cannes. Its style is realistic with a touch of poetry, and I was very impressed."

Zhou Liang nodded, "However, he didn't come across any good scripts later on. Apart from the continuation of the style, the subsequent works did not go out of the circle, and they were also lackluster."

Hearing the praise for Director Li's style in his words, Xu Zhuo said:

"In the past two days, I have also browsed the resumes of many directors who have applied for it. Many of them have experience in theater productions, but after comparing their styles, I feel that Director Li is still the most suitable candidate. principles, without abandoning artistic pursuits.”

The two looked at each other, and their aesthetics were highly compatible.

Zhou Liang: "Then I will ask my colleagues in the studio to make an appointment with him."

The thunder became more and more wanton, but the rain did not come down, and the sky became more and more gloomy.

This kind of weather is most suitable for staying in bed, Xu Zhuo didn't intend to get up at all, while Zhou Liang listened to the whistling wind outside the window, a little lost in thought.

Xu Zhuo asked boredly: "What are you thinking?"

Zhou Liang said, "Do you feel that today's weather is particularly like a scene in "Blind Spot"?"

Xu Zhuo figured out which scene he was talking about——

Because of the experience of being deceived by trusted friends since childhood, the painter has very serious and even pathological social phobia.He doesn't trust anyone, including his family, and is even more afraid of contacting strangers, especially not being able to see each other's eyes.

But God's will tricks people, he is best at drawing figures.

Over the years, in his single-family villa, he has opened up a space similar to the interrogation room of the police station. Through a single-sided see-through glass, he let the invited models sit in the bright room, while he was in the dark room. way of painting.

However, a month ago, the painter suddenly couldn't create a single stroke. This way of creation encountered a bottleneck period. If he wanted to break through, he had to get out of that darkroom.

The steward found a young blind man for him.

It was about halfway through the whole script, and it was also a rainy and gloomy morning, when the blind man had been hired as a painter for about a month.

The blind man had to lean on a cane in one hand and an umbrella in the other, half of his body was soaked.

The painter ordered the butler to find a new set of clothes for the blind man.

The blind man thought that the painter had gone out with the butler, so he began to undress, but the painter who walked to the door stopped and silently watched the blind man's undressing.

When the blind man was about to take off his underwear, the painter said, "Would you like to be my nude model?"

……

Xu Zhuo has a deep memory of this scene, because it is the first large-scale scene in the film, and it is also the beginning of the emotional change between the two male protagonists.

But at this time, Zhou Liang slightly opened his lips, "Since we are going to meet the director soon, why don't we try the play first?"

Xu Zhuo swallowed: "This scene?"

Seeing the hesitation on Xu Zhuo's face, Zhou Mu said, "Are you afraid? Then..."

"What's the matter? What are you afraid of? There is no such word in my life dictionary!" Xu Zhuo's character has never been able to withstand agitation, so he immediately jumped out of bed and dragged Zhou Liang to wash.

After coming out of the bathroom, I immediately found the script from the bag, "Page 235."

Then start shorthand lines.

Zhou Liang also dug out the electronic script and read it line by line.

There are not many lines in this scene, it is all about the emotional contest between the two protagonists.

Over there, Zhou Liang took out a pair of gold-rimmed eyes without lenses from the accessories storage box, and put on a casual white shirt with two buttons left unbuttoned on purpose.

In an instant, the abstinent temperament of a gentle scum appeared.

Xu Zhuo almost couldn't move his eyes, he forced himself to read the script, it doesn't matter, when he can act, he has to close his eyes so he can't see.

Within two seconds, his eyes couldn't help glancing over there again.

Zhou Liang also looked over, his eyes gradually ignited a sense of alienation, occasionally dodged, and gradually entered the "social phobia" personality setting.

This is completely different from Zhou Liang's indifference in the past. In reality, he is so strong that he rejects others for thousands of miles. Now that he has entered the role, he is world-weary due to the hurt in his bones.

Xu Zhuo appreciates Zhou Liang's quick entry into the play.

Zhou Liang said: "The dodgy eyes are learned from Liu Zhendong."

Xu Zhuo thought it was the same, Liu Zhendong was a little socially afraid, and he often looked at the air and talked to people like this.

"If you wear clothes, I'll play." Zhou Liang glanced at his pajamas.

Xu Zhuo thought to himself, it's just a test play, does it need to be so precise?

I heard Zhou Liang continue: "You don't need to take off too much, just take off your shirt."

Based on his tone of disgust and fear of hot eyes, Xu Zhuo snorted and laughed, not only took off his clothes, but also his pants, "Oh, you have to do a full set of acting."

In the original script, the blind person here should be □□, and only a handkerchief is placed on a key part.

Xu Zhuo didn't fuck, put a white towel on his crotch, and sat down on the bench.

Acting like you just came here.

In fact, I comforted myself that I would only wear this when swimming and soaking in hot springs, and I was fine.

Zhou Liang lowered his eyes, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and returned to normal when he raised his eyes again.

"You've been exercising less recently, and your muscles will be lost."

Xu Zhuo looked down at his abdomen and sighed. In the script, the blind man is a thin image.

Goodbye my muscular brothers, see you soon.

Zhou Mu opened the closet door, "Tell me the color you like."

Xu Zhuo said casually: "It's black."

Zhou Liang took out three similar black ties from the hanger and approached Xu Zhuo.

In the script, the painter offered to triple his salary, and the blind man, who was eager to heal his father's leg injury, agreed to be a nude model.

The painter took away the blind man's dark glasses that turned into gray pupils in order to cover the atrophy of the optic nerve.

Treat each other with the utmost sincerity.

But Zhou Liang grabbed Xu Zhuo, covered his eyes with a tie, put his forehead against his abdomen, and tied a knot behind his head.

Xu Zhuo fell into darkness, but his other senses were several times clearer.

He felt his hand being held up by Zhou Liang, and before he could react in the future, he was pulled behind the chair by Zhou Liang.Then, he realized that his wrist was wrapped around a silk cloth—a tie, fastened to the chair post.

Zhou Liang followed the same pattern and fastened the other hand to him.

Xu Zhuo's lips moved, "This doesn't seem to be the plot setting in the script..."

"I like you."

Zhou Liang suddenly whispered these four words in his ear.

Xu Zhuo suddenly fell silent, his heart beating like a drum.

The blocking of the line of sight made the sentence so unreal, and made the hearing too clear.

Zhou Mu continued: "I have already started to like you, and I want to keep you with me forever, it's more than just tying you up."

Only then did Xu Zhuo feel his breath.

It turned out that Zhou Liang was talking about the painter's state of mind to help him enter the play.

Since when did painters pay attention to the blind?

They have always been ordinary employer-employee relationships.

During the one-month relationship, most of the time it was the blind person who was talking, asking if it was okay to sit like this?My legs are sore, can I change my posture?Excuse me, can I go to the bathroom?

Painters seldom take the initiative to communicate, but observe all the time.

The eyes of the blind cannot see, but the eyes of the painter only see the blind.

One day after half a month, the blind man brought a sparrow, saying that he picked it up from the grass in front of his house. On that day, the studio was filled with chirping and chattering noises.

The next day, he brought another bunch of grapes that had been bitten by birds, and the painter complained about the magpies in front of his house to steal them. There were not a few grapes left, so let's share them together.

He brought a lot of cheap gadgets, such as sweet-scented osmanthus cakes from the alley, little sugar figurines made into gourd dolls, and two plastic cups for a plate of yogurt, saying that one person does not need so many, Give him one.

Then one day, the painter suddenly realized that he brought these unremarkable things for him to see, and he was actively sharing the outside world.

How ridiculous, he is disabled, but still cares about others, yet makes him worry so much.

Just like that, Xu Zhuo's hands also lost their freedom.

But he couldn't refute it. The artistic effect of his body in his mind at this time was more taboo than the original sitting on the bench.

"Let's go," he said.

Zhou Liang picked up the tablet as a drawing board, leaned half on the edge of the table, raised his eyes from time to time to stay on the texture of Xu Zhuo's skin.

According to the plot, at this time the blind man's mobile phone will ring a voice broadcast: "The phone number ending in 4335 has sent you a voice message: Do you want to meet tonight? In the coffee shop downstairs."

It's a delicate female voice.

The painter's eyes were fixed, and his tone was a little hard: "Girlfriend?"

The blind man shook his head, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "It's the girl introduced by the teacher of the school for the blind. She is different from my congenital problems. She is invisible the day after tomorrow and is still in contact. My dad said that getting married and starting a business is a big deal, and it is hard to walk away." You won’t be so lonely if you’re with someone else.”

The brush head in the painter's hand was split due to too much force, "Do you like her?"

The blind man frowned, thought for a while, and finally Ou Po looked disappointed, "I don't know, I don't know what liking is."

The painter put down the drawing board and pen, walked towards the blind man, pinched his chin firmly, and forced him to face himself: "Then, shall I teach you?"

The blind man paused and said in a flustered tone, "You, you continue to draw, leave me alone."

The painter picks up the washed cherries on the table... There are no cherries in the room, only the unfinished strawberries that Xu Zhuo had eaten last night.Zhou Liang picked a small one and put it on Xu Zhuo's collarbone.

Xu Zhuo shivered from the coolness of the strawberries.

Zhou Liang pulled Xu Zhuo's chair vigorously and let him lean against the bed, while he sat on the edge of the bed, wrapping his arms around Xu Zhuo's shoulders from behind.

Possession, kiss strawberries.

When biting off this sweet fruit, the tip of the tongue lightly touched the thin skin of Xu Zhuo's collarbone.

Xu Zhuo froze like an electric shock, and subconsciously clamped his legs.

"How do you..."

Although the original script was indeed written in this way, it was a test play, and he didn't expect Zhou Liang to really do that.

The painter wiped the spittle on his collarbone with his fingertips, "My models must be moving to create moving paintings."

Xu Zhuo's heartbeat missed a beat. If the plot continues to be true, the next step, the painter will use his tongue as a wet brush dipped in paint to walk on him.

He could feel Zhou Liang getting closer, and his hot breath hit his neck.

The next moment, Zhou Mu sucked his earlobe.

Xu Zhuo clenched his bound hands almost at the same time.

The tip of Zhou Liang's tongue gently draws circles on his earlobe, teasing and lingering.

Xu Zhuo said that the ear is the most sensitive part of him, and since the eyes can't see it, the stimulation of the ear is magnified several times in an instant.

His belly started to burn.

Breathing also became rapid.

What is Zhou Mu doing?Isn't it according to the script?

Xu Zhuo wanted to ask him aloud, but when he opened his mouth, Zhou Liang's tongue flicked, and the sound he made seemed to be moaning, so he quickly closed his mouth.

Zhou Liang is still in the play.

He leaned against Xu Zhuo's ear, "What about you, how do you feel about me?"

Xu Zhuo pinched the flesh in his palm with his nails, trying to regain his sanity, "I just think we are very similar, we have lost the ability and eyes to observe the world."

The painter kissed his ear, "No, you like me."

Xu Zhuo was confused: "I, I just like being with you, you won't treat me in the same way as others."

The painter said: "Xu Zhuo, you are blind, but your heart is even more blind."

Just as Xu Zhuo was about to take the line, he quickly pointed out: "You used the wrong title."

Zhou Liang was silent for two seconds before he said, "Really."

Xu Zhuo continued to act, and the blind man blushed from his neck to his chest because of embarrassment, "Are you still painting..."

The painter asked back: "Painting, or painting you?"

The blind man had never had such close contact with a human being, and his heart was full of joy. His toes grabbed the soles of the shoes vigorously, "Can I draw all of them?"

Xu Zhuo especially liked the next line, the painter would grab his hair, "If you can see it, you really like it on your face."

Zhou Liang embraced his chest with one hand from behind, making a snuggling gesture:

"If you can see, the painting on my face is called Like."

Xu Zhuo was stunned, for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was drama or reality.

At the end of a scene, Zhou Liang did not let go of his hand immediately, but maintained an intimate posture.

In the end, Xu Zhuo laughed loudly, "The line was changed very well, I almost said I was moved, and I turned around and suggested to Peng Xiaoyang, just change this line like this!"

Zhou Mu withdrew his arm.

Xu Zhuo turned his hands around, "Release me quickly, your hands are numb."

Zhou Mu untied him in silence.

He couldn't wait to pull off the tie in front of him.

At this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"I rely on-"

Xu Zhuo was so frightened that he squatted on the chair straight up, trying to cover his whole body that was not wearing much fabric with his knees.

Zhou Mu pressed his shoulders and motioned him to take a look.

After Zhou Liang untied his tie, he walked quickly to the door and confirmed that the door was locked from the inside, "Who is it?"

The apologetic voice of the staff came from outside the door, "The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Let me remind Mr. Zhou and Mr. Xu to remember to close the windows tightly to avoid damage to the furniture caused by rain."

"understood."

After confirming that the staff's footsteps were far away, Zhou Liang turned around.

At this time, Xu Zhuo had pulled his shirt off the bed, and was putting it on, when he accidentally saw in the mirror that his cheeks and ears were as red as a boiled tomato.

Here, 1 point for acting skills and 9 points are true.

But he had to slap his face swollen to pretend to be fat, "How about it, how is my play? Can you handle the play?"

Zhou Mu looked at him playfully.

Xu Zhuo raised his head and chest, and refused to give up, "You practice the intimacy scene well, you are so dry, why do you still call the wrong name? If it weren't for my shy acting skills, this scene would have collapsed."

Zhou Liang's eyes moved down, "Well, it's very exquisite, and the small tents are all lifelike."

The corner of Xu Zhuo's mouth twitched, and he followed his gaze to look down, and suddenly thunder struck.

After picking up a pile of clothes on the bed, Xu Zhuo rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door in front of Zhou Liang.

Listening to the sound of water inside, Zhou Liang was thoughtful.

Xu Zhuo took a cold shower, and stood under the shower for a long time until he was shivering from the cold, before the abnormal heat in his body dissipated.

After making a draft in his mind that he thought was impeccable, Xu Zhuo opened the door of the bathroom and wiped his hair indifferently, "Then what Zhou Liang, a man's puberty, you know, sometimes you can't control it in the morning... ..."

Sitting firmly on the sofa, Zhou Liang looked up at him, "Then your puberty came quite late."

Xu Zhuo threw the towel in his direction unwillingly, "Are you calling me old? Is there a mistake, you are three months older than me!"

The movement in his hands suddenly stopped, Xu Zhuo looked at the pasta breakfast on the table, swallowed for a moment, pulled the chair unceremoniously, and sat down.

Zhou Mu pulled up another chair and sat side by side with him.

He hasn't eaten yet, and has been waiting for Xu Zhuo to come out to eat together.

There was half a runny egg on the black pepper pasta. Xu Zhuo liked to eat this kind of runny egg, so he put it into his mouth first.When Zhou Liang saw it, he gave him the other half of his bowl.

Xu Zhuo looked at him flattered, he probably didn't spit on him.

Sure enough, Zhou Liang can't do good deeds, and the dog can't spit out ivory, "Adolescence, make up more."

Xu Zhuo hated to eat the half egg too.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the paused interface of Zhou Liang's mobile phone on the table. The character in the image was himself, holding a food box.

"Ah, I remembered, the black sesame pill ad I endorsed was aired today..." He took Zhou Ling's phone, slid the progress bar to the front, and played the 40-second ad again.

He smirked while watching, "Zhou Liang, I'm so photogenic, I'm kind of handsome."

Zhou Liang looked like he didn't want to pay attention to him, and when he lowered his head to eat the pasta, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

After the video was played, Xu Zhuo slid down the interface and opened the comments——

【Ah, I want to make the black sesame balls in Huo Huo's hands! ! 】

[The official website is out of stock! !I only got the second batch of pre-sales, and I have to wait for half a month 5555555]

[Sihasha family members, I have opened a new recipe, this black sesame ball is crushed and mixed with yogurt to eat! 】

[Huohuo's endorsement must be supported!Let's make girl paper with flowing hair together! ! 】

……

Xu Zhuo clicked on the product link, it was really popular, the progress bar turned for a while before he entered, and he even photographed the third batch of pre-sale links that will be shipped in a month.

He felt relieved, but fortunately, he did not disappoint the trust of the brand.

Rolling up a big mouthful of noodles with a spoon and stuffing it into his mouth, Xu Zhuo returned the phone to Zhou Liang, and took out his own phone from his pocket.

Subconsciously opened the APP of the hit platform of "Please Ring the Heart" and clicked on the voting column.

Haven't followed the polls for a while.

The first thing to look at is Zhou Liang's ranking, with 97 votes, still far ahead.

Xing Xuehui 95 votes;

Liu Zhendong 90 votes;

Zuoyao 88 votes;

Zhang Mi Duo 85 votes;

Xu Zhuo was stunned when he saw the number after his name, and looked at Zhou Liang in disbelief, "There is something wrong with this software, right?!"

Zhou Liang pays attention to Xu Zhuo's votes every day, and he is not surprised, "What's the problem? You are promising, 75 votes scare you like this."

Xu Zhuo laughed foolishly again, "75!! Is it really 75?! The last time I watched it was only 65. It has increased by 10 votes all of a sudden, hehehe."

I was so excited that I couldn't hold the chopsticks firmly in my hand, and they fell on the clothes, rubbing oil stains.

Reluctantly, Zhou Liang took out a tissue and silently wiped his clothes.

Xu Zhuo's attention was still on the screen, and his tone turned into surprise, "Eh? I'm not the last one?"

Cao Mo dropped to 75 votes, tied with him for the last place.

Xu Zhuo recalled, if he remembered correctly, last time Cao Mo clearly had 80 votes.

After Zhou Liang finished wiping his clothes, he helped him wipe his chopsticks and put them back to the bowl, "Cao Mo apologized on Weibo this morning for the falsification of his academic qualifications."

Xu Zhuo finally remembered this, opened Weibo while eating, and searched for Cao Mo's account.

After taking two bites, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He lowered his head and looked at the chopsticks in his hand, as if they fell off just now?

But he didn't think much about it, because Cao Mo's apology had already attracted his attention.

In the video, Cao Mo's eyes were red and swollen. He didn't say anything at the beginning, and bowed deeply to the camera three times.

When speaking, he took a deep breath first, and seemed to be holding back his crying.

The nasal voice was very heavy when he spoke, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for the fans and netizens who like me and support me. I have failed your trust in me, done dishonest things, and made mistakes that shouldn't be made."

Xu Zhuo raised his eyebrows. After all, the matter of academic qualifications is so dark that it cannot be explained in vain. He is not stupid enough to continue lying.

Cao Mo burst into tears uncontrollably, "Actually, I didn't go to that foreign university, but I participated in a one-week exchange activity of the school when I was a sophomore, and went to that university for a few days of courses. All the photos were also taken at that time. Sorry, I lied too much because of my low self-esteem about my birth and education background.

When I was young, my mother set up a stall in the night market to sell hairpins, and I hid in the stall to do my homework. When I saw the thread that had been taken off from the seam of my mother’s trousers, I swore that I would be famous in the future.After tasting some of the sweetness of the entertainment industry, I lost my heart and made a big mistake of vanity. I regret it very much. I hope everyone will give me another chance. I will definitely change my past. "

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