What to do when you dress like an idol [Entertainment]

The car stopped in front of the Sedum Hotel. The awards ceremony was held in a non-first-tier city in the north. This is the best hotel in the city. Those who had plans to leave in a hurry all left early to catch the evening flight. Most of the celebrities who are in a hurry to leave, and those with high status are arranged in this hotel. Of course, Lin Jingyang is at his own expense.

Lin Jingyang went back to the room, brushed her teeth, shaved, and took a shower before knocking on Lu Yang's door.

No one opened the door.

Lin Jingyang waited for a while, but no one answered. He was a little disappointed, and was about to turn around and leave, but there was a creak behind him.

Turning his head, Lu Yang only had a bath towel around his waist, and his wet hair was stuck to his forehead. He put one hand on the doorknob, and held a towel in the other hand to wipe his dripping hair. The lines of his arms are beautiful, with tight muscles and a sense of strength, but not too thick.

Lu Yang's upper body has a standard eight-pack abs, and a smooth mermaid line can be seen, which extends into the towel along the waistline.

Lu Yang wiped his hair and said, "Come in."

Lin Jingyang did not move his legs for a long time, he seemed to see some naked child holding a heart-shaped arrow and shot him hundreds of times in the heart, and then his eyes were blacked out by the arrow, and in the darkness, There are countless red hearts fluttering in front of my eyes.

His pair of straight and long legs, which have been praised countless times by fans, seemed to start to disappoint as soon as they met Lu Yang, like two steel chopsticks, which turned into two soft noodles when they met Lu Yang. Still the softest kind.

Fortunately, this time he supported his legs.

Lin Jingyang raised her hand to cover her eyes, and then spread her middle finger and index finger apart without any trace, leaving a tiny gap where everything can be seen.

Then he felt a burst of cold and humid air hit, cold, clean aroma molecules, involuntarily, invaded his olfactory organs like a galloping horse, probably because Lu Yang had just taken a bath, this breath Stronger than ever, he was dizzy from being drunk.

A pair of hands squeezed his wrist, with little strength, Lu Yang's delicate and impeccable face came closer, and there was a smile on his face.

"If you want to see it, can't you just watch it openly?"

The breath of Lu Yang's speech was a little sweet, like a cream cake, but at the moment Lin Jingyang had no time to take care of it, he seemed to be scalded by a red-hot iron, and he quickly began to pull away from himself. hand.

Lu Yang didn't let go, Lin Jingyang pulled his hand back and found that there was a force restraining him, so he raised his head and looked at Lu Yang.

Lu Yang's face was very close, so close that he could kiss it as soon as he stepped on it.

It is easy to kiss Lu Yang's exquisite nose tip, clean and sharp side face, and his thin lips that are always pursed, which many people want to kiss.

Lu Yang's face was as indifferent as ever, but for a moment, only for a moment, when Lin Jingyang looked up at him, the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, the arc was so small that it could be ignored, with a trace of strange evil, Lin Jingyang After catching it straight, the smile flashed past, and then Lu Yang returned to his usual upright and indifferent expression.

Lin Jingyang was taken aback, and when he wanted to pull away his wrist again, Lu Yang let go of the hand holding his wrist, turned around and walked into the room, Lin Jingyang glanced at the wrist that was just held by Lu Yang, a little bit from a dream. Just after waking up, I haven't quite woken up yet, the cold touch left by Lu Yang seems to be still attached to it.

How do you always feel.

Was Lu Yang teasing himself just now?

It's an illusion.

Lin Jingyang lowered her head, and slipped into Lu Yang's room like a cat. Lu Yang had already put on black shorts and was putting on a white T-shirt. When he put on the T-shirt, his eyes met Lin Jingyang's. In the air, he met Lin Jingyang with slightly regretful eyes.

"Are you sorry?"

Lin Jingyang, who was caught straight, looked away, and smiled dryly: "Then... that's okay, don't I have what you have?"

Lu Yang threw the towel on the bed and sat by the bed: "Sit down."

Lin Jingyang moved to the window, picked an armchair and sat down.

Lu Yang looked at Lin Jingyang's cautious movements, raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not point out: "You said you want to find me if you have a script?"

"Well, it's actually like this, I have two scripts in my hand..."

Lin Jingyang explained the situation of the two scripts to Lu Yang carefully.

He doesn't know much about Lin Jingyang's social circle, Jiang Rui's matter has not been resolved, and he doesn't want to rush to ask others about it, even if it is a consonant who has been in the circle for so many years, and a director with a good eye .

But Lu Yang is different.

Perhaps most of the communication between fans and idols only exists on the computer screen, watching his videos over and over again, forwarding his messages countless times, even if you have never seen him in the world, but as a fan, you It seems that there is always a pure and natural trust in one's idol, which is an unconditional and unfounded trust and dependence.

Lin Jingyang has always had such a natural sense of trust in Lu Yang. This sense of trust made him subconsciously want to ask Lu Yang for help when he was unaccompanied and bumping his head.

Lu Yang listened carefully to Lin Jingyang's explanation of the two scripts. After Lin Jingyang finished speaking, he looked at Lu Yang: "Which script do you think I should take?"

Lu Yang didn't give an answer right away. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, tapped the edge of the bed a few times with his slender fingertips, and said, "The choice of which book depends on you."

Lin Jingyang was taken aback.

Lu Yang tapped the edge of the bed twice with his fingertips, and said: "The essence of romance, low effort, high return, the salary of this film should be very high, and the crew will be starred after watching it, although it is not easy to see it." Word-of-mouth will hit bottom." Lu Yang paused and looked at Lin Jingyang: "But your word-of-mouth has already bottomed out, and accepting this book is just continuing to repeat your previous path."

Lin Jingyang didn't speak, and Lu Yang said again: "Gao Hang's play, you are just a supporting role, and a top-notch flow will do the supporting role. The public opinion can be imagined. The most important thing is your acting skills. If you can't support this role, then, The backlash you get will be much bigger than that of another drama, besides, the actors' pay for his drama has always been very low, and the subject matter is likely to be suppressed into an online drama, so you won't even get the most basic return."

"Then you mean, I should take on the romance drama?"

Judging from Lu Yang's words, neither of the two books seems to be very good for the current Lin Jingyang. The root of a good cake may be a poisonous cake with hidden murderous intentions, which Lin Jingyang, a layman, never thought of.

Lu Yang didn't directly answer yes or no: "From the perspective of maximizing benefits, this is the safest way."

Lin Jingyang lowered his head and said nothing. The aesthetics he cultivated in childhood made him hope for another answer deep in his heart.

"but."

When Lu Yang opened his mouth, Lin Jingyang raised his head sharply, staring at Lu Yang with sparkling eyes.

Lu Yang met Lin Jingyang's puppy-like wet eyes, fell silent for a while, got up and went to the table to pour himself a glass of water and drank it down.

"There is another way, the sword goes slanted and rebounds after bottoming out."

Lin Jingyang blinked, then blinked again: "How to say?"

Lu Yang's expression remained unchanged, but his words were merciless: "Your lower limit is too low, it's easy to improve, even if you don't reach the passing line, but from negative points to positive points, if there is a contrast, others will think You improve, even because you've performed poorly before, and the more you improve, the greater the reward for rebounding."

"You mean, I try my best to improve my acting skills, even if I don't reach the pass line, but as long as I can see obvious improvement, I won't be backlashed, and maybe even reverse my reputation?"

Bottoming out.

In this era where entertainment is paramount, it is not uncommon for people such as Lin Jingyang to be ridiculed by the crowd. Most netizens just regard them as a joke. Or a little bit of progress.

The audience will have a good impression of him.

The lower limit is too low, and it is easy to raise it.

Abbreviation - whitewashing.

Ji Qingchuan's self-esteem is very high, so he will not cater to the malice of the public to play self-defeating, so the only way is to go up, improve himself, and let the public see his progress.

"That's right, but do you want to change yourself?" The corners of Lu Yang's mouth twitched, and finally a smile appeared: "Now you have a very easy life, don't you? Work hard, but it's a very hard job. Your lower limit If you improve, the audience's requirements for you will also increase accordingly, so you can no longer live the life of fooling around and making money."

Lu Yang met Lin Jingyang's gaze, and the corner of his mouth smiled with a bit of sarcasm, as if mocking himself: "Do you think it's worth it?"