The protagonist wants to steal my script again

The phone beeped, and An Minghui picked it up to take a look, and found that it was Zhou Lianrong who made a very subtle statement on Weibo again.

Zhou Lianrong V: How do you like to be pursued? @An Yu Ming Hui

Obviously, this person really doesn't care about recruiting gangsters, and he is really weird in thinking, at least An Minghui is unpredictable.

Is it necessary to ask this kind of question on a public platform like Weibo? ? ?

He forwarded it with a question mark on his forehead and replied: I haven't considered it, but if my male god Zhou chased me, I would nod immediately [cover my face]

Now An Minghui has roughly figured out the thinking of netizens, saying this openly can easily be regarded as a joke between good friends, and if it is concealed, it will be said to be a problem.

After posting this Weibo, he immediately opened the SMS page and sent Zhou Lianrong a piece of earnest advice: Don't be so reckless, be more careful on public platforms, and if you really want to talk about this kind of topic, at least talk about it in private

Zhou Lianrong: So you lied to me on Weibo just now?

An Minghui: ... can't deny it

Zhou Lianrong: Pull off the clothes, the stomach is exposed, be careful of catching a cold.

He subconsciously looked down at his abdomen, because the shirt he was wearing today was relatively short, so lying down like this did reveal part of his abdomen, but the problem was not here.

There was an inexplicable chill on his back, and An Minghui felt his hair stand on end. While pulling up his clothes, he asked: How did you know?

Zhou Lianrong: I've been watching you.

This sentence is even more terrifying, as if it was replaced by a supernatural movie theater in an instant.

An Minghui: Where are you?

Zhou Lianrong: Opposite you.

opposite?

An Minghui involuntarily turned his head to look at the window, stood up and walked to the window, looked at the opposite building, and almost immediately saw Zhou Lianrong propping his elbows on the window sill in the opposite window, looking over here.

The distance between the two buildings is not far, and An Minghui's eyesight is not bad, he felt that he could faintly see Zhou Lianrong seeming to be smiling, but that gaze was still hot enough to make people feel at a loss.

At this moment, he finally remembered Zhou Lianrong's sudden appearance in the coffee shop before, and was distracted by that kiss at that time, but now that he recalled it, he felt that something was wrong.

He directly dialed Zhou Lianrong's phone number, and asked with a frown after the other party answered, "Are you following me?"

"I just want to watch you."

An Minghui was almost sure that Zhou Lianrong must also have some psychological problems - to put it lightly, but in fact his shock was beyond words.

I believe that many people, including himself, think that Zhou Lianrong is a person who would never engage in outrageous behaviors such as stalking and voyeurism. He is so certain that he would never believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

Could it be that he himself brought Zhou Lianrong to ruin?The previous two experiences of stalking and being caught shouldn't have given the other party some bad inspiration, right?

"Don't do it again, didn't you tell me that this is bad?" He gently persuaded, trying to avoid the possibility of stimulating the other party, "I didn't take your relationship as a joke, I will take you seriously Pursuit, correspondingly, you should stop doing this, okay?"

Zhou Lianrong was silent for a moment, and then replied seriously: "I was biased before, and I apologize for that."

This apology that completely missed the point really made An Minghui dumbfounded, so he could only reiterate: "Don't apologize, it is indeed wrong to do this, and there is no need to correct this. From another angle, can you tell me why you did this? Just because you want to see with me?"

The other party affirmed solemnly, and from the window, he also saw Zhou Lianrong nodding his head in approval.

"Then you can come to me often when you are free. I don't have many friends, so I'd be happy to chat with you." An Minghui said patiently, "Talking face to face is much better than following me secretly, isn't it? If you insist This kind of behavior will make me very uncomfortable, and I have no intention to look at you from the perspective of love."

"There is so little time."

Hearing Zhou Lianrong's sullen tone, An Minghui felt that the other party's mood was still very stable, so he cleared his throat, and pretended to be stern and "threat": "But if I continue to follow, I might hate you, and hide in a Don't you think it doesn't matter if you don't come back to the place you can't see?"

"..."

In the end, Zhou Lianrong finally accepted his proposal under his covert coercion, but it could be sensed from his words that the other party still felt that it was only natural to follow the person he wanted to see. , but he said he would be unhappy, so he reluctantly gave up.

No one would believe this kind of thing.

Temporarily persuading people, An Minghui watched Zhou Lianrong's figure disappear from the opposite window, sighed and dialed Ren Jing's number, sat on a chair and patiently waited for the connection.

"Hey?"

"Brother Ren, I want to ask you a question." He said straight to the point, "Mr. Zhou...has he ever been in a relationship before?" He wanted to find out whether Zhou Lianrong's weird way of talking about relationships has always been like this or just happened recently. what's the problem.

There was an eerie silence on the other end of the phone for a long time before giving an answer: "As far as I know, there is no such thing. Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

"It's nothing. As a fan, I'm always a bit curious about idols, and I'm too embarrassed to ask Mr. Zhou directly." Thinking that Ren Jing didn't know about Zhou Lianrong's affairs, he chose to keep the secret for Zhou Lianrong. Is it going well? Mr. Zhou is busy with the crew, Brother Ren, you shouldn't be free either, right?"

"It's...fortunately, Lao Zhou only has acting left to worry about. The crew doesn't need my constant attention." At present, his workload is all focused on looking for Zhou Lianrong everywhere, keeping an eye on Zhou Lianrong to prevent him from running away. Going to secretly take pictures, and doing public relations and various media every day just in case, I was so worried that I almost turned gray, "You should have a good relationship with him? If you need help, you can find me or him. You don't need to be polite." .”

Ren Jing was also cautiously testing his tone, very worried that An Minghui would call the police in a rage after Zhou Lianrong's behavior was exposed.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhou takes good care of me." The two people who were also guilty chatted meaninglessly like this, "It's just that I'm a little worried that I will trouble him too much. He should be with me when he is free occasionally. Want to get together with friends?"

"..." Ren Jing thought carefully for a moment, and chose a more conservative answer, "Lao Zhou and Mr. Chu have a good relationship, but they are usually very busy, and there are not many opportunities for gatherings." The truth is, these two people They don't want to hang out with each other at all.

"I've also heard that Mr. Zhou and Chu are always friends, so it's true."

"Yes, Lao Zhou will occasionally bring some gifts to Mr. Chu when he goes out to film." For example, he drank the local specialty sweet tea in the village before, and the ancestor who didn't like sweets didn't like the taste, so he decided to buy more as a gift. For Mr. Chu, it is this kind of friendship full of malicious attacks, "The way they get along with each other is rather special."

Thinking of the topic discussed by the employees in Yuge Entertainment before, An Minghui couldn't help laughing, and shared this as a small anecdote: "Speaking of which, some people think that Mr. Zhou and Mr. Chu have a special relationship."

"It's absolutely impossible." Ren Jing immediately vehemently denied this statement. He felt that cold sweat had begun to break out on his forehead. If An Minghui misunderstood this aspect, what would Zhou Lianrong do next? Moth, "Both of them are... In short, this is just a rumor, don't believe it."

He didn't believe it at first, but Ren Jing's reaction was so intense that he was a little puzzled, so he responded blankly: "Okay, okay, I didn't believe it, but I just think this statement is quite interesting."

"That's good. By the way, do you know where Lao Zhou is now?" It came from the desperate manager who learned that his artiste asked for leave from the crew again.

"Uh, this...Mr. Zhou should be on his way home from Century Community now."

This answer was too clear, and Ren Jing refused to delve into the meaning behind it. He could only choose to thank him numbly and stiffly before hanging up the phone.

The author has something to say: Lao Zhou's work diary:

He is sweet.

He said he didn't like me.

He doesn't allow me to keep looking at him.

I want him to do all kinds of bad things.