Did you drop your vest today?

Qian Bai scratched his hair, he knew that Lu Mao was a fan of kerosene money.

But I didn't expect this fan to be quite jealous.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Hasn't Kerosene Money always been very protective of the actors? Didn't the two male protagonists also post on Weibo to appease the book fans?"

Lu Mao shook his head: "It's not the same."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Qian Bai, waiting for his explanation.

Qian Bai deliberately wanted to ask what was different, but he also knew that this was a knowing question.

His brain was running fast, wondering if he should tell Lu Mao that he was kerosene money, but Zhao Shiqi and Gao Bo told him about this before, and advised him to keep it secret before officially taking off his vest.

The casting of "Jing Lie" is so secretive that it can be revealed in advance, and the person behind the scenes has not yet been found. If Qian Bai shakes off his vest now, what will happen after that is unimaginable. So the less people know about it, the better.

The director and screenwriter have already signed a confidentiality agreement, don't worry, other people must not tell unless they really trust it.

Qian Bai pursed his lips, and said vaguely: "The relationship is quite good."

That's not a lie, is it?

He does have a good relationship with himself.

After Lu Mao heard this answer, he continued to stare at him without saying a word.

Qian Bai was anxiously watched by him, "What's wrong?"

"You're so lucky." There was obvious envy in Lu Mao's voice.

Qian Bai opened his mouth, subconsciously said: "Thank you?"

"Luo Xingyuan, if you dare to act badly, heh." Lu Mao didn't say what would happen if he didn't act well, but the word "heh" was very threatening.

Seeing his leaving back, Qian Bai flinched, thinking of changing gyms.

But Lu Mao's character is quite different from what he thought before, unexpectedly a little childish?

Actually jealous that he has a good relationship with kerosene money, hahaha!

What would Lu Mao do if he knew that he was kerosene money?

Qian Bai sighed regretfully, really wanted to tell Lu Mao the truth, but unfortunately neither the boss nor Gao Bo allowed it.

The next day, Qian Bai told Gao Bo about it, "Do you think I still want to go to that gym?"

"Why don't you go? Since the actor said that you must play Luo Xingyuan well, then you should ask him for advice." Gao Bo said.

"I asked him to guide me in acting at the gym?" Qian Bai added an accent on the word "gym".

Gao Bo realized something was wrong, and pondered: "Then, try to build a good relationship with Lu Mao, and then ask him for advice when you get to the production team."

"Good relationship?" Qian Bai worried, "He is jealous of me now, how can I get on good relationship with him?"

Gao Bo had an idea and said, "Do you have the physical book of "Shocking" in your hand?"

"Yes, there are several sets."

During the half a year he was preparing for the audition, "Shocking" was published, and the sales volume was gratifying when it was released, and the publishing house also reserved several copies for him.

"Sign one by one and give it to Lu Mao." Gao Bo emphasized, "Sign for kerosene money."

Qian Bai immediately understood, and gave Gao Bo a thumbs up, then quickly found a set of "Shocking" physical books, and signed them earnestly.

When he went to the gym the next day, he excitedly gave this set of physical books to Lu Mao.

Lu Mao didn't take it immediately, and asked him: "What is this?"

"The signed version of "Jing Lie" is a gift for you." Qian Bai said with a smile.

Lu Mao still didn't reach out, looked at Qian Bai with beautiful eyes, and said without a hint of joy in his voice: "Are you showing off to me?"

"Ah?" Qian Bai was stunned.

"When the physical book of "Jing Lie" is released, the first [-] buyers will receive the signed version. Do you think I can't get it if I can't grab it?" Lu Mao's momentum suddenly became aggressive.

Qian Bai blinked, paused for a moment and asked, "Then Teacher Lu doesn't want this set of books?"

Lu Mao's expression became rich all of a sudden, but he quickly returned to his previous indifference, and he said softly, "Yes."

Qian Bai: "...then I'll give it to you, no thanks."

It took him a lot of effort to hold back his laughter. Lu Mao was really a little childish when facing kerosene money, but he was also a little cute.

Lu Mao took the set of books, was silent for a moment and said, "Actually, I already have a signed copy, but thanks anyway, I like it very much."

Qian Bai waved his hand, and was just about to say that he still has several sets, but a shock made him control himself, coughed twice and said, "I only have this set of signatures, I'm glad to see you like it."

Although he can have as many autographed editions as he wants and can sign them at any time, but there is indeed only one set of autographed editions at present, so it is not a lie.

When Lu Mao heard his words, his expression softened a lot, and he said, "If you have any problems during filming, you can come to me."

What Qian Bai was waiting for was this sentence. He didn't expect Lu Mao to be so smart that he could see through the purpose of sending the book at once, and the smile on his face immediately became real.

Lu Mao put away the book and put it in the locker, then went into the single locker room to change clothes and prepare for exercise.

Qian Bai looked at the closed door and suddenly thought, if this gym is not so high-end and the privacy is not so good, then he can see Lu Mao's...

As soon as this thought occurred to him, he quickly patted himself on the head.

God!He is too wretched!

Obviously he is not such a person, why has he become so strange since seeing the slightly sweaty Lu Mao last time?

It must be that the amount of exercise is not enough, so I have time to think about it!

So in the subsequent sports, Qian Bai put in [-]% of Bai's efforts, and the coach couldn't persuade him, so he could only stand by to prevent accidents.

Qian Bai ran more and more tired, felt that he had reached the limit, his eyes were dark, and he was staggering and about to fall down.

The coach quickly turned off the machine. Just as he was about to help him, he found that someone was a step ahead of him. When he took a closer look, it turned out to be Lu Mao.

Qian Bai didn't know whose arms he fell into at all, he only smelled a light and quiet fragrance.

He was very uncomfortable, it was a bit difficult to breathe, and he was in a daze. Under this faint fragrance, he relaxed a little, and gradually recovered, and then he saw a very perfect chin.

Um?Is the coach's jaw so good-looking?

"woke up?"

Why is this voice so familiar, like Lu Mao?

No, it's Lu Mao!

Qian Bai finally recovered, and saw that the person hugging him was actually Lu Mao!

Ahhhhh!

How is this going?

He screamed frantically in his heart, but on the face he controlled his expression well, but he looked very weak.

Seeing that he recovered, Lu Mao helped him up and took him to the sofa to rest, and said lightly, "Don't exercise too fast."

The coach also squeezed over at this time, and told him earnestly about how to exercise reasonably, the injuries caused by excessive exercise, etc. Qian Bai's head, which had not fully recovered, became dizzy again.

He wanted to stop him, but he couldn't find a place to intervene. Fortunately, Lu Mao helped him at this time.

Lu Mao patted the coach on the shoulder, forcibly found out, and asked him, "Are you his coach?"

The coach nodded: "Yes."

"Then why didn't you stop him just now?"

"I, I didn't stop it." The coach blushed and said stumblingly.

Lu Mao gave him a cold look, then turned to Qian Bai and said, "You can change to another coach."

Qian Bai opened his mouth wide, surprised that Lu Mao cared so much about him.

Lu Mao, who was originally indifferent to him, not only saved him, but also helped him condemn the coach's negligence.

Although it was obvious that he was stubborn and had nothing to do with the coach, Lu Mao's change of attitude really made him feel flattered.

So, is the power of that signature book so powerful?