Don't Touch My Movie [Entertainment]

He Chengling tidied up his clothes again, set up his frameless plain eyes, and felt that his gray long shirt and black trousers today were completely worthy of the evaluation of being a dog-like, gentle scum, and he would definitely leave a good impression on others. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Hello, I'm He Cheng...Damn it, Lin Shen, why are you here?"

Facing He Chengling's shock, Lin Shen who opened the door had a calm expression on his face. He even smiled, helped the frameless flat eyes that were on the bridge of his nose that were exactly the same as He Chengling's, and said slowly, "Chengling, as soon as you open the door today I'm really glad to see you at the door."

"You..." He Chengling had already figured out the reason, "You and Gou Zhiyu teamed up to lie to me, you are the author of "The Mocker", right?"

"Yes," Lin Shen stretched out his hand, solemnly, "Hello Director He, I am the author of "The Mocker", Lin Shen."

He Chengling sneered, and held Lin Shen's hand secretly, "Hello, I'm He Chengling who bought your script, and unfortunately, because of bad luck, I had to let a third-rate actor act in your script character of."

Lin Shen's expression didn't change, he just sighed, "It sounds so regrettable."

In the end, He Chengling and Lin Shen discussed the details of "The Mocker" seriously, but this result was not a subjective choice, but because Lin Shen was not alone in his family, Zhou Herui was also there.

In front of unfamiliar ladies, He Chengling never lost his temper and made the scene embarrassing, so he also believed that Lin Shen had calculated this in advance.

To be honest, looking at it calmly, Lin Shen should really be the author of "The Mocker". In "Reading is a Portable Refuge", Maugham put forward such a point of view, saying that all novels are the product of the author's subjective bias .It is impossible for any author to create a character out of himself, so He Yizhe is indeed like Lin Shen who has magnified certain aspects.

He will use He Yizhe to think of those geniuses who use their own wisdom and joy to find the limit, those optimists who are good at pleasing their own souls, and those lofty greats who live without touching hope.

"What exactly is He Yizhe's way of knowing?" He Chengling asked, he summed up countless things, but none of them seemed to be enough.

"His way of cognition," Lin Shen paused, and spit out a few words, "Love, possess, conquer, and then run out."

"He understands the rules of the game in this world, he knows that his actions should be punished for ordinary people in the whole society, and he also accepts that he can be punished in any way because he has accepted all the rules of the game. "

"If this is the case," He Chengling continued following Lin Shen's words, "then these are not considered punishments for him. In his heart, he himself has never missed it. Since it is not wrong and right, no one can do it. Punish him. After all, he is not Faust, who keeps on worshiping God and still sold his soul to the devil."

"Because he doesn't believe in God at all. Even if there is a god, it is only a god who created the world. After the creation of the world, his mission is over. He has never participated in any person or thing in the world. "

"Such a short life of carpe gratification... He Yizhe finally lived the way he wanted to live."

"That's because of the ending." Lin Shen pointed to the script. At the end of the story, He Yizhe hid his name and went to a remote place. In the church room, he read "Nightingale" slowly again. and Roses, it was only then that he understood what sadness was, and then he laughed, and then the pages were stained red, not sure whether it was the juice of the roses or his own blood.

"He chose the ending he wanted, died at the right time, and left the scene as soon as the show was over. There is no need to work hard to continue the sloppy life, to serve the beliefs that he does not respect, to kneel to the emptiness, to the sky Hands outstretched."

Lin Shen said so, and arranged the grapes in the fruit plate in the shape of a hexagram, and then took the middle one and fed it to He Chengling's mouth.

He Chengling glanced at his hand, then at Zhou Herui who was sitting on the table next to him and working on a computer, bit the grape and ate it.

Zhou Herui's typing hand paused, it was the first time she regretted that the newly bought computer bulingbuling was so reflective, and she could see the scene behind it at a glance.

She felt that she had been deceived, and she was already tired of talking about poetry and books together, from poetry and songs to philosophy of life, and she was fed. If this thing still didn't catch up with her, she would quit Weibo and never follow stars again.

She felt that she should leave now, otherwise if the two of them came to have something different after a while, she didn't know whether she should pretend to see or not.It's better to give them a two-person space than to be awkward with three people.

Although it is said that my boss asked me to stay here, I have to be sensible, for example, now is a good time to leave.

After Zhou Herui made a decision, she used one of her numbers to call another number, but she cut off the phone's ringtone, stood up and waved at Lin Shen, "Boss, that Sister Si Tong called me, I go first."

Lin Shen didn't believe her nonsense, Zhou Herui clearly set an exclusive ringtone for Bai Sitong, for fear that he would miss work.But I still feel that Zhou Herui should be given a bonus increase. "Si Tong calls you, then you go."

"Oh, good." Zhou Herui said as he packed up his notebook and stuffed it into his bag, and then he heard He Chengling say, "Hey, your cell phone ringtone is He Twilight's rendition of "The Past and the Past", right? "

Zhou Herui was very pleasantly surprised, "Ah yes, it's Xiao Jin's song. Director He is so amazing, you heard it as soon as I played it."

He Chengling smiled, "As soon as he opened his mouth, I knew who it was. If He Muguang knew that there was a fan as beautiful as you, he would be very happy."

Well, Lin Shen decided not to increase Zhou Herui's bonus.

After Zhou Herui left, He Chengling continued to ask, "Lin Shen, are you yourself the prototype of He Yizhe?"

This question seemed easy to answer, but it left Lin Shen silent for a long time.

He opened his mouth like this, his eyes were fixed on He Chengling, and the spring breeze blew across the pond, bringing out layers of ripples and waves of light. "The me before could barely be regarded as a part of He Yizhe's prototype, but not now."

He Chengling felt that those eyes firmly controlled him, making it difficult for him to speak, so he could only continue to listen.

"He Yizhe is the same as Lin Shen in the past. They scoff at the so-called love disguised as eternal fantasy, and shape themselves through death and rebirth again and again, but Lin Shen is not like this now. He would rather believe in God, if Prayer is useful, he hopes to get a dedicated, eternal and loyal love."

As Lin Shen said this, he had already held that hand, and his fingers were entangled with each other.

and.He Chengling did not wave his hand away.

He continued, "But in fact, God can't give these things to him at all, only He Chengling can, if... if He Chengling is willing."

He Chengling once again felt that he was going crazy. In this chase, he was inevitably defeated, and because of this failure, he was about to offer more things, such as love, soul, and faith.

Lin Shen took out a twig from the vase on the table. There were small lantern-like white flowers on the green branches and leaves, and then he lifted it above his head.

"In Nordic mythology, Bird, the god of peace, was shot and killed by Roach, the evil god, with an arrow made of parasitoids, the only thing in the world that can hurt Bird. Frieda, the god of love, who was the mother of Bird, was in great pain when she heard about it. , and the gods tried their best to save Byrd's life and brought him back to life. The god of love therefore promised that whoever stood under the sage, she would give that person a kiss."

He Chengling breathed a sigh of relief, and looked straight at Lin Shen, "Today is not December 25th, today is June [-]th."

Only the two who stand under Xie Jisheng at Christmas must kiss in exchange for the happiness of the coming year and the rest of their lives.

That was Christmas, not today.

"You remember wrongly," Lin Shen approached He Chengling's face bit by bit, gently rubbing the tip of his nose, "Today is December 25th, and today is Christmas."

His voice became more and more gentle, as sweet as the rum provided by the choir, with some soft requests, "Chengling, under Xie Jisheng, we must kiss."

"Yes, I remembered wrongly," He Chengling let go of his lower lip, decided to take off his armor, and surrendered, "MerryChristmastoyou."

"I know, Merry Christmas."

In the last second of being kissed, Lin Shen's response was sent into He Chengling's eardrum, where layers of fireworks bloomed, and then gently tapped on the valve of his heart.

All the senses seem to collapse at this moment, the brain can no longer drive them to operate according to the established melody, and can only let everything go forward with instinct.

Lin Shen easily inserted the tip of his tongue into the other's lips and teeth, and entangled with the other part of softness. It was a more beautiful taste than he imagined, like a quiet beach shrouded in a grand sunset, with waves layer by layer Pushing over to kiss the skin of the soles of the feet and calves, the sea breeze gently supported the body, and played a piece of music that had never been heard before with the shells.

The hands that were originally clasped were loosened, and the squirrel that was used as an excuse was thrown on the ground.

He Chengling's hands clung to the opponent's neck, and Lin Shen's arms were exposed to his waist.

I don't know how long it took, they separated slightly, their foreheads touched the tip of their noses, like all lovers in this world, immersed in the aftertaste of lingering.

"Okay," Lin Shen said with a sigh, "I lied to you, today is not Christmas."

He Chengling smiled and licked the corners of his lips, "You forgot, I told you about this just now."

The author has something to say: Note Jun:

(1) Part of the evaluation of He Yizhe comes from his prototype Don Juan, which comes from Camus's "Don Juanism".

Chapter 58 Fate┃I didn't care about the sense of ritual before, but today, I think there should be some.

Lin Shen was sitting on the sofa, combing He Chengling's hair leaning on his lap with his hands, as soft as the water of a lake slipping through his fingertips. "Are you going home tonight?"

"What's the matter?" He Chengling grabbed his hand and kissed it, "You want me to sleep with you, baby?"

Lin Shen found that He Chengling adapted quickly to the changes in the relationship, all kinds of intimacy and nicknames were spread out without money, and every word he said seemed to be flirting. "If you want, I'd love to."

"Oh," He Chengling smiled, "Look at our progress, it seems like we just met on the Internet and went out to have sex, and it will be over as soon as we say goodbye tomorrow."

Lin Shen leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, "Have we not said that we are officially together?"

He Chengling blinked his eyes, "What's there to say?" He felt that this was just a matter of going along with the flow, that the two men got mixed up as soon as they got together, and it really wouldn't make such a fuss.

"I didn't care about the sense of ceremony before, but today, I think I still need some. So, Chengling, can you be my boyfriend?"

He Chengling was silent for a while and didn't want to talk to him, but Lin Shen's eyes stayed on him all the time, and in the end he could only push his face away, "Okay, okay, I really convinced you, we're half buried in the ground when we get together It’s here, and you still engage in these innocent things.”

"There will be plenty of time to do other impure things in the future, so don't worry about it." Lin Shen said so, but he skipped half a sentence, but it is estimated that there will be no chance for innocence in the future. The speed at which the two of them usually talk, really If you want to drive it, I am afraid that the aircraft carrier will not be able to stop it.

However, He Chengling's focus was obviously different from his. He turned his head, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I said, Lin Shen, do you really think we have a future?"

I have stayed in this circle too much, whoever believes that loyalty is a rare species, but it is your love and I would like to have a dewy relationship. After this stop, everyone will end up after the show. There is nothing to regret, and there will be no beloved.

This is especially true for He Chengling. He has never seen a long-lasting relationship since he was a child. The only thing is He Muguang and his mathematician boyfriend. The fetters of the past and the love of the present are bound together. not open.

Lin Shen can understand this sentence. He used to be a firm believer in this theory. As for now, talking about it for a long time is just a love story. Who can be sure that he only loves one person in his life, but he and He Chengling are each other. only the first person.

However, they are arrogant and independent, and it took them so many years to find each other. He doesn't believe that there is a more suitable and better person than He Chengling in this world who can impress him, and he is also confident that there is no such person who can make He Chengling's heart move.

They will never fall in love with anyone else.

Although he was sure of this point, he still followed He Chengling's words and asked, "What about you? If we don't have a future, how long do you plan to be with me?"

He Chengling smiled, raised his finger and hooked a button on the hem of Lin Shen's shirt, "Of course - when I've had enough of you."

Lin Shen held his troubled hand, "If this is the case, then we will probably spend a lot of time together."

"Where did you get so much confidence?"

"It used to come from myself, but now it probably comes from you more."

In the evening, Lin Shen drove He Chengling's car to take him back. It was nearly nine o'clock, and the black curtain was drawn down, calling out lights like horns, shining on both sides of the road.

"The two of us live too far away." He Chengling sat in the co-pilot, opened the AutoNavi map with his mobile phone, listened to the voice and then turned it off, "When I came here today, I drove for more than 40 minutes. Fortunately, It’s not peak season, otherwise I don’t know how many hours it will be blocked.”

Just when the red light came on, Lin Shen held the steering wheel with one hand and turned his head to ask him, "Then do you want to move to live with me?"

"No," He Chengling refused very simply, "We don't need to put everything together, distance creates beauty."

"But the distance is too long, I'm afraid I can only feel beauty at this time."

"What do you mean..."

Before He Chengling finished his sentence, his lips were bitten by the other party, and he drove straight into a deep kiss, which finally ended before the green light came on.

"That's what I mean."

"Honey," He Chengling wiped his lower lip, "I just ate your saliva today. How are you like the golden retriever in He Muguang's house, you lick anyone you catch."

"If you like dogs, I'll buy one too." Lin Shen said.

"I don't like it very much, that is, when I went to He Twilight's place, I brushed its hair twice." The dog was stupid, and his eyes were just like He Twilight's. He Muguang's photo went to pick out the dog he bought, and asked the clerk which one looked more like the person in the photo.

Lin Shen didn't like He Chengling's way of being inseparable from He Twilight, but unfortunately the other party didn't see this, and couldn't extricate himself from the sand sculpture of the golden retriever dog named Golden Retriever.

"Leon," he called his name, "would you please stop mentioning people's names in front of me?"

He Chengling was a little surprised, "Are you jealous?"

"Yeah." Lin Shen replied, "I'm very jealous." He knew that He Chengling and He Muguang were just friends, but he still didn't want to hear the other person mention another person's name so frequently, no matter who that person was.

"What does it feel like to be jealous?" He Chengling asked, as if he wanted to use practical actions to prove what it means to ask without understanding.

Just arrived at the destination at this time, Lin Shen stopped the car, he unbuckled the seat belt, and then he didn't open the door, but moved to He Chengling's side, his lips brushed the side of the other's neck and then bit his earlobe, his voice was muffled The clear ground entered He Chengling's auricle along with the hot air. "Probably this feeling..."

He Chengling was made itchy and hot by him, and stretched out his hand to pick up Lin Shen's chin, "If it really feels like this, we can do it a few more times."

No one knew what the two ancestors were doing for more than ten minutes without getting out of the car at night. Anyway, the gas money must be wasted and it is not environmentally friendly at all.

However, the perfect lip color when they came out is worth asking fashion editors to ask which brand and color number it is. Of course, they will probably get some answers that are not suitable for children.

After stepping into the elevator, Lin Shen complained, "You shouldn't buy a sports car, it's too small and it's inconvenient to move around."

"Heh," He Chengling leaned against the corner of the elevator and squinted at him, "Who told you to move around in it? I bought a sports car to experience speed and passion, okay?"

Lin Shen's eyes fell on the other party's collarbone, where there was another dark red mark, half hidden and half exposed by the edge of the fabric, "With the speed, the passion is quite passionate."

"Can you die if you don't drive for a day?" He Chengling rolled his eyes, "What kind of muscle did I have to allow you to stay overnight at my house?" Isn't this the same as when he stayed at Lin Shen's house? When you come back, you can just wash it over there and sleep well.

"When we were kissing." Lin Shen purposely kept a solemn tone, "You still called me baby and said you would stay with me forever."

He Chengling suddenly felt tired, and even his tone became weak. He asked sincerely, "Honey, don't you know that men don't count what they say in bed?"

"It was in the car just now."

"There is a difference in wool, aren't they all kisses?" He didn't take off his clothes, and after he finished, he smoothed the folds on his clothes. He is a good young man in the new era. He only loves studying and does not fall in love. He only knows Plato when he mentions it. "Utopia".

"There's more to the bed than that cramped sports car can do."

Come on, He Chengling is completely enlightened, as long as the two of them stay together, there is no need to worry about the speed of the car. There will always be someone stepping on the accelerator, but no one is willing to step on the brake.

The elevator door opened, and He Chengling lived on the sixteenth floor, which was not too high. It was a flat floor, and his family was the only one on the whole floor. When the elevator opened, he walked two steps and walked directly through the door.

He Chengling opened the door first, and within two steps of walking in, Lin Shen hugged his waist from behind, with his chin resting on the top of his hair, who knew if he had some disease that would kill him without physical contact.

"Don't hug me, hot." In order to go to this appointment today, he buttoned all the dog-like shirts he packed up, but he didn't expect to buy one and get one free when he met an acquaintance to get back a boyfriend. It was a waste Dressed in the clothes of a gentle scum.Just took an elevator and started sweating.

While unbuttoning it, he said, "I'm going to take a shower first, you can do whatever you want, visit as you like, and wait until I come out to write a review."

"Do you want me to wash with you?"

He Chengling hooked Lin Shen's collar and laughed wildly, "Take a mandarin duck bath with me? Baby, then we have to make an agreement. If you really want me to do it, I will take a bath with you."

Well, it seems that they did not maintain the same views on the position, and each other thought that they should not be inferior.

Lin Shen felt a little regretful, but he stopped pestering He Chengling, and sat on the sofa after he took a shower, took out his mobile phone, and returned to the work arrangement that Bai Sitong had sent him.

After a while, He Chengling's cell phone rang, and Lin Shen took it over to see that it was He Muguang's call.

He raised his eyebrows, picked up his phone and went to He Chengling, "Chengling, your phone is ringing, it's He Muguang."

He Chengling's voice came out along with the sound of water, "Oh, you can pick it up for me, or just hang it up."

Lin Shen chose the former without any hesitation. As soon as he connected, he heard He Muguang's voice coming from the microphone, and said carelessly, "Hey, Chengling, what are you doing now?"

"Hi, I'm Lin Shen, Leon just sweated, and he's taking a shower now, so it's not convenient to answer the phone." He usually wouldn't do such childish things that were close to provocation, but now he did it very smoothly.

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, as if someone had pinched fate's throat.

"Hello?" Lin Shen thought the connection was disconnected there.

"Lin, Teacher Lin..." He Muguang stammered, "I want to say, I, I'm being interviewed now, do you believe it?"

Lin Shen: "..."

The author has something to say: The list of dangerous people in Brother Shen's heart

No.1 Moci

This is really helpless, who made him He Chengling's favorite?

No.2 He Twilight

There is no way to do this, who made He Chengling have a good relationship with him?

No.3 is gone

As for why Gou Zhiyu and Ah Rui didn't make it to the list, the former is probably because they are too fat in their forties, and the latter is because their lover only has a computer.

My little cuties.

When you read this news, I have already started my miserable university military training, and I probably don't have time to update the article and reply to comments.

I'm so sorry I can't be with you anymore.

In the next fourteen days, we must cherish each other. (wiping away tears)

So

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Chapter 59 Eating┃Actors really can't be offended, and practice makes perfect in life.

After taking a bath, He Chengling was wearing dark blue pajamas and leaning against the sofa, talking on the phone with He Muguang, shirking responsibility and arguing with each other.

Lin Shen knelt on the sofa and helped him wipe his hair from behind. He was very obedient and didn't say a word, trying to reduce his sense of existence for fear of drawing fire on himself.

"Fuck, He Twilight, what's the matter with you? You, accept the interview, just accept the interview, why call me? Now, you accept the interview, and I will be on the headlines tomorrow. What's the matter? So quickly cultivate yourself , Even the traffic is handed over to others, then I think you might as well not even apply for this year's award, find a small wooden house on a mountain, plant trees in it, write poems, and directly contribute a little inspiration in your heart to everyone. Naturally."

As soon as He Muguang answered the phone, he was a little confused by He Chengling's series. "You, you, you, can you blame me? Didn't you call me when I was filming and working? It's better for others to call you one at a time, twelve at a time. It's a good thing that a mobile phone was fixed by you It's like a vibrating massage stick. People who don't know think I have some special hobbies. Besides, with your attitude, would I have guessed that it was Lin Shen who answered the phone? What did you two do to sweat? I didn't ask you about going to the shower, okay?"

He Chengling pre-empted the call as soon as he called, because he was afraid that he would not be able to answer He Muguang's question for a while, but now he was choked up, and finally he could only reply with the omnipotent "I can do whatever I like, you don't care." Do you have it?"

"I don't care about it." He Muguang sneered, "But don't worry, it was a private interview just now, acquaintances, they will cut that part. But He Chengling, I suddenly remembered something. Did I I sent you a Wechat message saying, I’m going to be interviewed today, maybe I’ll call you? Where did you find it hard to ask someone to answer the phone for you? I saw that your variety show was only on yesterday, and now it’s still on Weibo. Didn’t find it, so it’s not so lacking in attention, right? Could it be that the movie can’t be made, and you plan to change careers? This is to compete with the traffic for hot searches. Be careful that their fans come over and tear you up!”

He Chengling experienced too many ups and downs today, he really forgot about this matter, now he only remembered it when He Muguang mentioned it, and his arrogance was not so arrogant in a guilty conscience. "What WeChat? I didn't see it last night."

"Can we save some face? Brother." He Muguang raised his voice, "Last night you cheated me of a meal because of this matter, and now you don't even recognize people when you put on your pants, isn't it? Everyone pays ten for fakes, but if you come here, you will become a fake. Whether you like to buy or not. Character is the most important thing in life, otherwise, who will dare to do business with you in the future? Be careful, I will record the chat Print out the screenshots in color and paste them on your door!"

He Chengling really had nothing to say now, he simply hung up and turned off the phone, a process was done very skillfully, it was completely out of sight and out of mind.

He dropped the phone, turned to look at Lin Shen, and said, "You did it on purpose." Otherwise, according to Lin Shen's temperament and ability, he could obviously handle this matter safely and appropriately. It is an oath of sovereignty.

Lin Shen didn't stop wiping He Chengling's hair, carefully and gently, as if treating a fragile treasure. "I am telling the truth."

"You might as well not tell the truth. He Twilight will definitely be able to talk about it for a few months. How long has it been since I lost to him because of a quarrel? It's all your fault. It's okay to lose if you lose?"

"I was wrong," Lin Shen let go of the towel, leaned over and kissed him on the face, the movements were light and soft, with naked flattery, "I shouldn't have said that, you don't want your friends to know about me I'm not angry, really, the underground relationship is very good, as long as I'm with you, I'm willing to do anything."

fuck.

He Chengling felt that he must be in the late stage of Yan control, and when he decided to get involved with Lin Shen today, he was confused and asked the stars not to pick the moon.

Of course, it's the same now. It's obviously not his fault, but why Lin Shen got the upper hand with a few words, and he feels aggrieved as if he did something wrong.

Actors really can't afford to be provoked, and practice makes perfect in life.

Forget it, don't think about it, just kiss directly.

After He Chengling made this decision, he directly pressed Lin Shen onto the sofa, and pressed his whole body on top of him. The heat from the shower just came up, and the scent of jasmine in the shower gel immediately touched Lin Shen, bringing the ambiguous heat back to him. It went up and up.

But Lin Shen didn't feel the slightest weakness of being suppressed, he even stretched out his arms around He Chengling's waist.Looking at him with a smile in his eyes, he fully utilized the advantages of his face.

He Chengling's fingers circled his collarbone, looked down at him with raised eyebrows, and said with a large scale, "Baby, do you want to fuck me?"

Lin Shen didn't reply, but the arms holding He Chengling's waist tightened a bit, bringing their bodies closer together.

He Chengling kissed him with a smile, first bit his lower lip and rubbed it, then easily poked in to light the fire.

After a while he withdrew, and the two lips touched each other, really rubbing each other's ears.

With such a posture, He Chengling said word by word, "You think beautiful."

Ever since He Chengling went to meet Lin Shen, Gou Zhiyu knew that this ancestor would definitely come back after finding out that he and Lin Shen teamed up to cheat him, but after waiting for a day, he didn't wait for He Chengling to call and scold him to doubt his life. I think he must have held back a big move and didn't let it go.

He thought it would be better if he took the initiative to admit his miscalculation, so he knocked on He Chengling's door at nine o'clock the next morning, holding the expensive cherries that He Chengling likes to eat in his hand.

Normally, as long as He Chengling is at home, someone will definitely come to answer the door within three rings of the doorbell. His hearing is so good that it is more useful than raising a dog to guard the door.

But today Gou Zhiyu waited for 3 minutes for He Chengling to open the door, and couldn't help but yelled, "Oh, my Director He, you took so long to open the door today, those who didn't know thought it was someone hiding in your family .”

He Chengling, who was wearing dark green pajamas, didn't answer, straightened his collar and walked inside.

Gou Zhiyu smiled and looked in the direction of his eyes, and saw Lin Shen standing in the living room drinking water, and he was still wearing the same style of pajamas as He Chengling.

Shocked, Gou Zhiyu let go of the expensive cherries. Fortunately, the packaging of the fruit was as heavy as itself, a thick one, so that it escaped and fell to the ground as soon as it was bought. Juice of doom.

He Chengling laughed straight at his reaction, raised his foot and kicked Lin Shen's calf, "Here, dog, this is the person hiding in my house."

Lin Shen put down his water glass, nodded slightly to Gou Zhiyu, "Good morning, Director Gou."

"Okay," Gou Zhiyu came to his senses at this moment, knowing in his heart that he must have misunderstood. Although He Chengling had uttered the unspoken rules of Lin Shen's rhetoric in front of him, at most it was just talking, and he took ten thousand steps back. Even if He Chengling really had such thoughts, it would be hell if Lin Shen let him go.It is estimated that chatting about the script started, and it has gone straight to today. As for artistic creation, it is common to disregard time and space.

Assistant Director Gou successfully rationalized the plot where the director and the actors were in the same room and wearing couple pajamas, and then heard He Chengling ask, "God, why are you here so early?" Those who didn't know thought they were here to catch rape.

Since He Chengling didn't mention the fact that he and Lin Shen teamed up to cheat him, Gou Zhiyu naturally wouldn't say it, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "I came here to invite you to eat together, you know, my wife is on a business trip for the past two days. No one eats the food I cook, it's really boring."

"Okay." He Chengling didn't know what Gou Zhiyu was up to, and he smiled at this moment, putting his hands on Lin Shen's back, "It just so happens that our male lead and the script writer are also here, and Assistant Director Gou is willing to treat guests, so we will decide." That house... is the rumored place where you can eat a meal for three years, what is it called?"

Lin Shen thoughtfully mentioned his name, and happened to meet Gou Zhiyu's ashen face.

Gou Zhi has been immersed in the sorrow of losing his wallet since he met him in the restaurant, and he didn’t even order any food. When he looked up, he saw Lin Shen and He Chengling sitting chatting, that posture was almost like falling in love Like friends eating.

He was surrounded by a lonely family, and after feeling sad, he could only fight against that lobster.

So Gou Zhiyu missed an opportunity to discover the truth. Under the tablecloth, He Chengling's toes had already slipped to Lin Shen's calf. After being held down by Lin Shen, he stopped for a while, and the hand placed underneath touched Lin Shen again. leg surface.

"Aren't you hungry?" Lin Shen asked.

He Chengling also laughed, "If you only eat, it's really a little bit, but now, I'm not too hungry." He still remembered the culprit that made him have to wear a high collar in such hot weather today, of course he could Whatever demon moths come out will be made out of any demon moths, and taking advantage of them is just a matter of chance.

Lin Shen was fruitless, so he could only hold his hand, lingering on the back of the hand, and finally interlocked his fingers.

At noon of the same day, a certain gossip marketing account published a new article, which probably said that they met Lin Shen and He Chengling at a restaurant where life was expensive and life was expensive for three years, and they really had a good relationship in private, right? There are pictures and truth.

But after a while, someone came to refute the rumors, and Deputy Director Gou posted a group photo with tears in his eyes, "Although I'm said to be ugly, but you can't cut it so completely when you take pictures, I invited this meal!" It was accompanied by a moving picture that said "It's clearly a movie of three people, but I don't deserve to have a name."

Netizens expressed comfort, probably meaning that although you are ugly, the photo you took together is really good. They unanimously voted to save Assistant Director Gou’s head and change it to their own. By the way, to thank you for this kindness To form a support group for Gou Zhiyu, you must let Gou Zhiyu have a name, and the fans have already chosen a name, so they call it "Dog Goods", which is catchy and impressive.

Then, this Weibo received likes from both Lin Shen and He Chengling.

Amidst the complaints from netizens, the direction of the wind changed immediately, and it became that you watched Lin Shen having dinner with the director and deputy director, and it was definitely a new movie. You can look forward to the cooperation between these two.

The author has something to say: Gou Dao is really miserable

Chapter 60 Remarks┃Sunshine renders his fur