shining you

Mu Fuyang spent two days hanging out with Shen Chen in the hotel in his spare time.

He booked Shen Chen on the last ordinary plane on Sunday night, an unscrupulous red-eye flight, and it will arrive in City A after twelve o'clock in the morning.

City C is not big, and the waiting hall tends to be empty at night, and it is colder, but Shen Chen is wearing the sweater with holes that Mu Fuyang wore that night. It was long enough to cover half of his hand, holding the coffee, he pushed his sunglasses, and leaned against Mu Fuyang to keep warm: "You deliberately want to exhaust me to death."

Mu Fuyang's mask and hat were tightly wrapped around him, like a circle of brothers and buddies: "I can't help it, it's only this o'clock after my filming, so I can only choose the current flight to take you off."

"..."

He squinted: "Could it be that you don't want me to send it?"

Well, think.

Shen Chen curled his lips, savoring the mixed sweetness in his heart: "Why are we different from others? When we fall in love, we always think about each other. Even if we sacrifice some time together, I hope that the other party will not be overworked."

Mu Fuyang snorted: "No way, who is so great?"

Shen Chen: "..."

Mu Fuyang took two sips of coffee from his hand: "Anyway, I can't do it, so don't even think about it."

……what?

"I can't wait to sew you on my back, you can follow me wherever I go."

The coffee was stuffed back, Shen Chen was still in a daze, Mu Fuyang suddenly put his hands into the two pockets on the side of his hoodie, put his forehead on his shoulder, and said in a low voice: "I'll see you off and I'll go back And night shows."

"Can you watch it so late? What else are you shooting?"

"Don't worry, it's not a bed|scene anyway."

"..."

"You promised to stay with me all the time, are you tired?"

"..." Shen Chen felt numb for a moment and shivered, "I'm not tired, I'll watch."

Mu Fuyang smelled the clean shower gel on his body, turned his head slightly, pulled off the mask, and kissed his neck.

"!" Shen Chen almost couldn't even hold the coffee cup, and his face flushed: "This is the airport!"

Mu Fuyang smiled: "I know. There are not many people."

"..."

"Don't worry, you're wrapped up like this, you won't recognize it."

"..."

This face is really hopeless.

"Just wait for me at home, and I'll be back in a few days."

Home?Shen Chen pursed his lips, hiding his urge to smile: "Okay."

***

The show that Liang Xiao participated in was a talent show. He was one of the judges, not so much a judge, but a vase-like existence. Liang Xiao began to regret it after signing the contract and recording the first episode.

Although Mu Fuyang said that he is an idol and would not go out to others for nothing, this is purely an excuse for his laziness, but their idols are indeed hunger marketing to some extent.In particular, Crux now entrusts the boss, a demon moth, to act as a demon from time to time, without losing the degree of discussion at all, and even with a dark side, so every opportunity to show his face must be matched with a forceful character, otherwise, wouldn't it be annoying to be looked at?

And although there are big names joining in this show, it is enough to be compelling, but for him, if there is no good personality to stand out, under the attack of big coffee judges and fresh meat, it will be reduced to a complete edge and a stepping stone.

If Mu Fuyang comes here, he can be ashamed if he wants to, be lazy if he wants to be lazy, and criticize every player who has a flaw with a ruthless tongue. As long as he can make sense, basically It's not unexpected, and he still has a diamond heart. It was obvious from the fight last time, and he was as calm as water after thousands of posts on Weibo.

It's good for some people to be themselves.

Liang Xiao was sourly envious.

But only Mu Fuyang can make such a fuss, and any one of the three of them needs a certain personality.

In order to be able to win by surprise, Shao Lulu often made minor repairs to his characters. The show was recorded and broadcast. After recording three episodes, he felt that he was about to collapse at any time, so he began to complain to Shen Chen live on WeChat: "Damn, it's so boring. I wear it every day." I'm so tired of acting in chameleon skin."

The reason for the boredom is that people of the same age are all players, and those with the same status are not in the same age group. You can't play with anyone, and you have nowhere to go to relax.

In the evening, Shao Lulu refused to let him go and brought him a publicist to drink with him. Liang Xiao couldn't drink at all, but because of Shao Lulu's face, he had to follow.

He was mainly in charge of playing haha ​​during the cup-changing. If you can't respect, you can accompany him, and if you can't drink, you can pour it down. The chief director of the program is talking about the number of online broadcasts in the first episode, and he is full of red: "Now it's a program, coffee is one aspect. , the planning must also be level. What the audience sees is not who has the strength, but who has the topic. The design of the competition system is a problem. We guarantee that you can maximize your personal characteristics. Of course, personal characteristics can also be transformed into program characteristics. It will be confusing if it starts to be harmonious and complete, Lulu, you are right, you have to show your courage to design, I think Xiaoliang is also very cooperative, are you afraid that he will be scolded? Then he will not have someone In terms of appeal, I think it's your Mu Fuyang who is the most energetic, that kid is crazy, and he doesn't worry about being topical when he participates in any program. He's been quite quiet lately, isn't he?"

"..." Liang Xiao's heart was full of os, the art of speaking, there is no difference between complimenting and cursing.

Shao Lulu's cell phone was vibrating non-stop, she ignored it, and concentrated on nodding her head in agreement: "We Mr. Yao accepted a movie for him, and it's filming, come on, let's go, I respect you, listening to you is better than reading ten years of books."

"..." Liang Xiao suppressed the roll of his eyes, fart, what he said was all nonsense, he still needs to say it.

Shao Lulu finished her drink, and when the director turned to talk to someone else, she picked up her mobile phone to check, and found that it was Yao Su's call, she frowned, and dragged Liang Xiao back to the sofa next to the private room separated by the flower window.

"Don't be impatient, although he is full of farts, but you still have to give me a really good look, and it would be good to get a few more shots."

Fart smells good too?

why am i so cheap...

Liang Xiao puffed his cheeks, watching her lower her head and dial the phone back.

As soon as the call was connected, her expression changed immediately. She was extremely professional and polite, not at all like someone who just got off the wine table, and her voice was even softer: "Mr. Yao."

Oh, old man Yao.

Liang Xiao didn't dare to bulge his cheeks anymore, he pursed his lips, he was really afraid of his old man!

Yao Su didn't know what to say, Shao Lulu's expression became more serious, Liang Xiao could smell the calm before the storm, saw Aunt Shao's brows furrowed and loosened, then loosened and furrowed: "This is impossible, how is this possible? "

Yao Su spoke solemnly and coldly on the other end of the phone, and sneered for a while: "Do you think he can't do it?"

Shao Lulu: "It's not whether he can do it or not, but he is not."

Yao Su was silent for a moment, then suddenly roared: "If you weren't with Liang Xiao, I really want to throw this photo on your face to wake you up."

"..."

"Now the whole company is working overtime to block the news. It's not as simple as him beating someone. Such explosive news can basically kill him. The media may sell us face, but if it falls into the hands of the opponent, we can't suppress it even if we go bankrupt. .besides--"

Shao Lulu listened for a while, then suddenly raised her face and stared at Liang Xiao: "..."

"..." Liang Xiao sent chills down her spine from staring at her, "What, what are you doing?"

She stood up, closed the line, walked back to the table a few steps, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Director Wang, Xiao Liang and I have to leave early. Next time I have a chance, I will treat everyone to dinner."

The director, who was blushing and had a thick neck, was stunned for a moment: "Hey, Lulu——you said you were in a hurry, what big things can you accomplish?"

"..."

"At least three cups of self-punishment before leaving."

Shao Lulu had already picked up her coat and picked up the wine that was turned around on the round table in front of her: "Of course, I'm going to pay you all."

She drank quickly and steadily, put down the cup, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said to Liang Xiao, "Let's go."

Liang Xiao came out and saw her walking in front of her in a hurry, her high-heeled shoes beating impetuously on the floor, she couldn't help catching up, and hurriedly put on a mask and glasses to arm herself: "What's going on?"

"..." Shao Lulu ignored him and walked quickly.

"Sister Lulu—" Liang Xiao went to grab her arm, but she swung it away.

"Don't pull me!"

She turned around quickly, pointed at Liang Xiao's nose with a finger: "Tell me, what's going on with Mu Fuyang?"

Accompanied by the cold.

Liang Xiao hurriedly stopped, raised his hands in fright, put them beside his ears, and made a gesture of surrender: "What? I don't understand."

"Can't understand?"

Shao Lulu sneered, picked up the bag and swung it on his shoulder.

"Pretend, you pretend well."

"..." Liang Xiao's shoulders trembled from her beating.

"It's not enough for me to take care of you."

She took out her mobile phone to make a call, and hurried downstairs: "Master Zhang, the front door, yes, check the traffic conditions, and take me to the airport first."

Liang Xiao: "...What are you doing at the airport?"

Shao Lulu turned her face, her expression was as cold as severe winter: "Your boss was photographed kissing a man at the airport, in the middle of the night before yesterday."

Liang Xiao's heart skipped a beat: "..."

Man, with whom?

Not that so-and-so.

Don't scare him, his mental quality is really bad, so you can't help but scare him!

When the car came, Shao Lulu opened the door first and pushed him in.

Liang Xiao turned around at the car door, his legs became weak, and he almost knelt down.

Shao Lulu stared at the back of him who was sitting hastily, squeezed up, and pulled the car door, making a bang.

She snorted: "Panic? You don't look like you don't know."

Liang Xiao: "..."

Shao Lulu lit a cigarette: "I asked Mu Fuyang, but he would never tell me."

"Who is his man?"

Liang Xiao: "..." The window was half open, his scalp was blown by the wind, and his whole body was instantly chilled, and he asked for a while, "Can I ask, is there any consequence?"

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