"Call/bed...hahahaha! I'm so sick of it, Shengze, what kind of pornographic waste do you put in your head every day? How did you come up with it!" Kunpeng was trembling with a fat smile beside him.

Song Shengze didn't bother to talk to this laughingly nervous manager. After figuring out the cause and effect of the matter, he asked his little assistant in disbelief: "So, this morning, you were depressed because of this? It's because I was in a sleepless state. Glared at you? God, you can really hold grudges, brat."

Luo Miao shook her head straight: "No, no, it's not about holding grudges! I'm afraid I'll make you uncomfortable, and I feel guilty. After all, I can't do anything well. You are still willing to give me the job of assistant. I cherish it..."

Song Shengze couldn't laugh or cry: "You think too much, I'm not a tyrant, I've already played a role, okay?" In his last play, he played a tyrannical monarch, a cruel and bloodthirsty one.

Luo Miao looked down at her toes: "I was wrong..."

Song Shengze didn't know what to do with him, and pointed to the mask covering his face: "Also, what is this? It's such a hot day, you still wear this thing indoors, isn't it boring?"

"But……"

Luo Miao wanted to say that his former employer, Xue Ziyu, was very concerned that he didn't wear a mask in public, saying that he wanted to steal his limelight, but it was obviously meant to be a complaint to Song Yingdi, and it was inappropriate and easily disgusted, Luo Miao Miao swallowed back the words that slipped to her lips, and said in a nasty voice: "It's okay, it's not boring, I'm used to it."

Song Shengze saw with his own eyes that Luo Miao was scolded by his former employer Xue Xiaoxianrou for a small mask, and lost his job because of it. Of course, he also knew the reason why Luo Miao was covering his face so carefully.

Song Shengze stretched out his hand, his slender fingers touched the edge of the mask, hooked it and gently pulled it away, then put his fingers in...

Being pressed against the cheek by the cool fingertips of the male god, Luo Miao was stunned and did not dare to move.

The ambiguous atmosphere between the two even affected Kunpeng who was standing next to him. Kunda Economics couldn't laugh anymore and stared at the two blankly.

Is he wrong?Why do I feel that there are some pink weird bubbles rising around me?

Song Shengze acted as if he didn't feel anything. He put his finger inside Luo Miao's mask to test the temperature, and then frowned dissatisfied: "Not stuffy? You sweat so much, you're prone to rashes if you cover it like this. Even the pores are inflamed and acne."

"... Huh?" The finger of the male god was still sticking to his face. The distance between the two was very close. Luo Miao was in a daze. Can't hear what he said.

Song Shengze raised his eyebrows: "Besides, I haven't even worn a mask yet. What do you mean? You think you can steal my limelight, so cover yourself considerately first?"

Luo Miao heard this, and pulled off the mask: "No! I don't think so!"

Song Shengze watched the boy obediently revealing his covered red face, and then withdrew his hand, "That's right, Godsend's face is so pretty, so you should show it openly, be good."

This kid's face is so tender, it feels like a pack of water can come out with a pinch, it's very easy to pinch...

For no apparent reason, the dignified actor liked the feel of his little assistant's face. He secretly twirled his fingers and savored it.

This is probably why the slime slime on a certain treasure is so easy to sell, right?Squeeze, clear your mind and decompress.

Luo Miao obviously felt that the temperature of his left and right cheeks was different. The place on the left half touched by the male god was as hot as if it had been burned by a flame. It was hot and numb. He really wanted to raise his hand to rub it. Resisting it, he clenched his hands into fists and forced them to stick to both sides of the trouser seam.

You can't rub, if you do, will Brother Ze misunderstand that you despise him and don't want to be touched by him?

No!God knows how much he likes to be touched by him, whatever he wants is fine!

"Oh..." Kunpeng shoved Song Shengze, squeezed his throat and interjected, "Shengze, you old bastard, just flirt! Hu Tianhai is flirting like hell! Look, you're ashamed of a child." Yes! Are you a human?!"

Song Shengze glanced at Kunpeng: "Shut up, you're the only one who thinks too much."

Kunpeng whispered aggrievedly: "I can hear "wake up" as "□□", I don't know who thinks more..."

Just because of such a sentence, poor Kun Pangpang was abandoned.

Song Shengze grabbed the car keys in one hand and hugged Luo Miao in the other. He walked away with his long legs and didn't even bring Kunpeng to eat with him.

Sitting in an air-conditioned room with plenty of air-conditioning on a hot day, Luo Miao drank a sip of iced bird's nest, and felt very sympathetic to the Kunda economy that was abandoned in the last destination.

He licked his lips and asked concerned: "Brother Ze, what does Brother Kun have for lunch? Do you want to call him?"

Song Shengze ate fish slowly: "I'll tell you a truth."

"Tell me." Luo Miao wiped her mouth with a wet towel, and looked at Song Shengze seriously, as if listening attentively.

"That's the truth," Emperor Song snorted, "—the supporting role died because of talking too much."

Luo Miao lowered his head and continued to drink the bird's nest in the small bowl obediently. He was kind and silently drew a small cross symbolizing prayer for Kunda Economics in his heart.

He ate for a while, and saw that there were still dishes coming up one after another. He glanced at his foodie actor, and thought, even if he could eat, he couldn't finish it. Is there anyone else who wants to come?

Just as he was thinking about it, a person walked in from outside the box. His face looked like he was in his 30s, but he had a lot of white hair on his head, which made people feel very vicissitudes at a glance.

The man was not polite as soon as he came in, he just picked a chair and sat down: "Shengze, is there anyone who treats people to dinner like this? The guests haven't arrived yet, so you're better off, eat by yourself first!"

Song Shengze finished eating the piece of fish, and put down his chopsticks gracefully: "I didn't invite you to dinner, it's clear that you forced the meal, okay, Director Wu Da?"

Upon hearing this address, Luo Miao hurriedly stood up and bowed to Wu Boyang to say hello: "Director Wu, hello, hello!"

Wu Baiyang hadn't noticed him eating stuffedly at first, so he casually turned his gaze around Luo Miao, and his eyes lit up immediately.

He was talking to Song Shengze, but he stared at Luo Miao without moving his eyes: "Shengze, Shengze! You are so kind to senior brother! This... not only pays for money and effort, but also gives me a boy." Both are found!"

This little boy grows up well, has a good temperament, is clean, and especially agrees with the male lead image that he needs in the new play. Although he is a little green, but the plot requires that the male lead want this simple and natural look !very good!

The male lead in the new play needs to be good-looking and pure, and his acting skills must be up to the mark. He is old, and the younger insiders can't act with such a pure look, so Director Wu planned to use a newcomer, but It's not so easy to find a suitable newcomer. In many scenes, it takes half a year or even more than a year to start filming just to wait for a role to be in place.

Wu Baiyang is demanding, but he doesn't want to do the job. The male lead has decided on Song Shengze, and he is worrying about the second male lead. Who knows that Song Shengze is so interesting, everyone sent him!Also so meet the requirements!

Oh, Song Yingdi's vision is different!

I have to say that although Wu Boyang himself is a great director who has won numerous awards, he still admires Song Shengze, a junior.

"It's really beautiful to think about."

Song Shengze interrupted Wu Baiyang's behavior of blowing rainbow farts to him in his heart: "This is my assistant, not a young man for you."

Before Wu Baiyang's smile could be put away, he experienced emotional ups and downs, and a strange expression appeared on his face: "Assistant?!"

He pointed at Luo Miao, and then poked at Song Shengze with shaking fingers: "You, you are simply reckless! With this kind of qualification, do you want to be an assistant? Stand in the way of newcomers, don't let gold shine? Is your mind still normal, Song Shengze?"

Luo Miao didn't expect that she would somehow become the point of contention between director Wu Da and actor Song, and she wanted to explain it eagerly, but she didn't dare to speak nonsense.

If an ordinary person encounters this kind of opportunity, he must find a way to take it, but what he is thinking is: It's over!The male god is going to be angry!Don't want me!I just want to be the male god's assistant and leg pendant!

Song Shengze received Dao Luomiao's small eyes asking for help, and said to Wu Baiyang, "There is no way, he is afraid of the camera."

Wu Baiyang didn't quite believe it: "How could it be? What's so scary about the lens? Can't you overcome it? Or are you refusing to let people go?"

Luo Miao shook her head again and again, finally found her own voice, and hurriedly explained: "No no! Brother Ze is very nice to me! I, I am really afraid of the camera, and I can't move because of sweating when I am photographed by the camera, thank you Director Wu loves me, I'm really not suitable, I, I just want to be Brother Ze's assistant and take good care of Brother Ze."

"Tsk, that's a pity..." Wu Baiyang shook his head helplessly, continuing to worry about the unknown second male lead.

Just as Luo Miao breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Song Shengze say softly, "However, I also think that it doesn't make sense for gold not to shine."

He turned his face to look at Luo Miao, his black pupils were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom, Song Yingdi asked in a bewitching hoarse voice: "Miaomiao, can you tell me why you are afraid of the camera? "

"I..." Luo Miao's adrenaline soared, and she was about to faint.

This was the first time Song Shengze called his name, but it was not his name, but "Miaomiao" in that voice...

It's so affectionate, it's like whispering between lovers, coupled with the super handsome face of the male god, Luo Miao's whole body went "bang" and turned red.

But about the question asked by the male god...

Luo Miao couldn't say it, and didn't want to say it.

He was afraid of the camera for a reason, but that reason... such a dirty reason, he couldn't tell Song Shengze...

It will be disgusted, it will definitely be!

If you say so, you may be fired immediately, and you will no longer be able to be the male god's assistant...

"Prefer not to say?"

Song Shengze felt Luo Miao's nervousness, and he didn't force it: "Then take your time, I hope one day you can voluntarily tell me."

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