Take you to practice and take you to fly [Entertainment]

Chapter 8 Not Myself 【Minor Repair】

"Brother Lin, what's the matter with you." Fu Baiyun returned to the room, but Song Yue was still standing in the same posture, Yu Congcong was a little worried.

Song Yue shook his head, as if something had been pried open in his heart, the look in Lin Qiong's eyes just now made him feel suffocated as if his heart had been immersed in ice water.

Even if you get into the play too deeply, no matter how you express what you don't have, it won't have such strength.

"Congcong, come here." Song Yue trembled a little.

His solemn voice made Yu Congcong nervous, and slowly followed each other's footsteps, and they walked into Yu Congcong's room.

After locking the lock, Yu Congcong poured a glass of water for Song Yue, and sat on the chair with his body curled up. In the past, big things like Song Yue always happened, and most of the problems came from him.

"Did you comb Lin Qiong's hair?" Song Yue asked tentatively, he knew that Yu Congcong liked to play with some hair accessories.

When it came to hair, Yu Congcong relaxed, "Where is it me? I also wanted to see Brother Lin's wig yesterday. Who knew he closed the door very quickly and didn't give me any chance."

"Brother Song, I specially sent the clothes hanging on the balcony to Brother Lin yesterday." At the end, he added.

Song Yue nodded in ecstasy, and his suspicions grew, Lin Qiong never took care of his hair.

What was he thinking about, the psychiatrist would be here tomorrow, and Lin Qiong would recover soon.

The psychiatrist arrived early the next morning, and Song Yue went to pick him up specially, and chatted with him for a long time along the way, the psychiatrist nodded, with some confidence in his mind, and affirmed his plan again.

At this time, only Yu Congcong was sitting in the living room. As soon as Song Yue came back, the psychiatrist also walked in. According to the information he learned on the Internet, he knew that Lin Qiong was a person who was very sure of himself.

After looking around, he asked, "Are those flowers on the balcony planted by Lin Qiong? They are very beautiful."

"Where is Lin Qiong, I'll go and see him." Yu Congcong knew the identity of the other party, and pointed to the door of Lin Qiong's room.

"Should I follow in?" Song Yue was a little worried.

The psychiatrist shook his head, walked over briskly, and knocked on the door.

As long as the voices that the cultivators don't want to hear or the sounds that outsiders don't want to hear can be successfully hidden, Fu Boyun is also a person who pays attention to privacy, so he didn't pay attention to the living room when he was in the house.

It was a stranger who knocked on the door, and Fu Boyun got the information.

This is an old human being, he smiled very kindly, as if he was familiar with him.

"I'm coming in." The psychiatrist walked in, and he closed the door behind him.

Fu Boyun didn't speak, he was not familiar with this person, so he didn't know how to entertain him.

"Well, you won Best Actor yesterday, I saw it, you stood on the podium, the eyes of the whole world are crazy because of you, you are very shining." He sincerely praised.

"But I think your clothes don't match you very well."

From the beginning to the end, the psychiatrist was smiling, and Fu Boyun just looked at the other party and said that he didn't move at all.

The psychiatrist always feels that he has met a fake actor.

"Your acting skills are quite mediocre, how could you win the award." After the psychiatrist finished speaking, he repented in his heart. Such words hurt people so much.

But Fu Boyun was not affected by him at all.

The other party maintained a posture and listened to him for a long time. As time passed, Song Yue's brows that were stuck to the door became tighter and tighter. No matter what the psychiatrist said, Lin Qiong didn't seem to hear it. If it was before, this person must have been He was so choked that he couldn't speak.

After touching the sweat on his forehead, the psychiatrist walked out, and Song Yue nervously rubbed the sweat on his body, "Doctor, Lin Qiong."

"His situation is very complicated. I always feel that he can't understand what I say. Can you understand? It's like I'm talking to a foreign friend." The psychiatrist was extremely depressed, and he negotiated with the other party. He failed to make the other party speak all morning.

Song Yue nodded in a daze, and the fear in his heart expanded, "I understand."

"Hmm." Seeing that the other party was in a bad mood, the psychiatrist didn't speak any more.

Yu Congcong sent the psychiatrist away, Song Yue licked his dry and wrinkled lips, and he knocked on the door.

Fu Boyun has never been idle. He either meditates in the cultivation world, or goes out to practice. The habits of many years cannot be changed if he wants to. Although there is no spiritual energy here, he is still used to meditating and adjusting breath.

"Song Yue knocked on the door. From his reaction yesterday, he should have guessed that you are not him." When Yi Qing was in the cultivation world, he often visited the cultivation world while he was meditating, but he couldn't do that in the human world. I was suffocated, so I had to look around the house.

Song Yue's eyes were not well hidden, and he pointed to the room to indicate whether he could go in.

Fu Boyun nodded, and after Song Yue closed the door, he opened the poster in his hand and pointed at Fu Boyun, "You." He waved his hand, "No." His finger returned to the poster, "He."

Fu Boyun waited for the other party to finish expressing his meaning, then nodded generously, Song Yue immediately widened his eyes, took a breath and asked with movements: "What about the other person?"

"I don't know."

When Yu Congcong came back from the psychiatrist, he saw Song Yue sitting on the sofa depressed, holding his hair with both hands. He didn't dare to take a breath, and asked softly, "Is Brother Lin okay?"

Hearing the familiar name, Song Yue's stomach turned sour, and bursts of pain came to his heart, as if there was a hole in his heart, he lost a friend.

"Ring, ring, ring." Song Yue took out his cell phone and saw the boss's name on the caller ID. He was stunned for three seconds before answering.

"Song Yue, how is Lin Qiong doing, there is an advertisement for him tomorrow, can we shoot it?"

Song Yue's heart tightened. If Lin Qiong came back and saw that his reputation had been ruined, if he saw that no one in the world remembered him, how uncomfortable he would be for such a proud person.

"Boss, you know how dedicated Lin Qiong is to the filming."

Yu Congcong listened puzzled.

"Hahaha, that's fine."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yue held his phone in a daze for a long time, and after a while he called Fu Boyun out.

At this time, Cheng Xing, who had been in the room for a long time and was about to get moldy, also came out during lunch time.

The emotions of the people in the living room were not quite right. Cheng Xing pursed his lips and sat on the sofa without speaking. His hand was already yellow from work the day he was injured. Now he endured this weird atmosphere and stayed here because he wanted to know Fu Boyun.

Fu Boyun followed him unconsciously when he came out and saw him.

What Song Yue held in his hand was the advertisement that Lin Qiong had received, which was densely written with precautions.

Song Yue fiddled with exaggerated movements and said, "You will do Lin Qiong's work. You are now Lin Qiong."

Song Yue's words made the other two stunned for a moment. The two talked endlessly, and Yu Congcong couldn't interrupt, so he had to wait anxiously.

Cheng Xing blinked, and the suspicion in his heart became clear.

Song Yue's movements are vivid, Fu Boyun can understand his words, but he is just him, not others.

"Do not."

Song Yue licked his dry lips, because he was a little anxious because he was angry, "You are not him, I know you are not him, but can you pretend to be him, and you can not be him when he comes back."

This sentence sounds a little more comfortable. He and Cheng Xing live in their home, so it is reasonable to ask him for help.

"it is good."

Song Yue's hanging heart finally fell.

Yu Congcong felt that his jaw was out of frame.

Cheng Xing was also extremely shocked, but after the non-scientific thing that the other party treated his hand, it was not so difficult to accept it, but it was the person closest to the actor who was uncomfortable.

Song Yueruo took out a tablet as it happened, and he clicked on the advertisement that Lin Qiong shot before, "This is the content of Lin Qiong's work, you should familiarize yourself with it, I will trouble you tomorrow."

Tomorrow is going to shoot a series of clothing advertisements that Lin Qiong received, which is available every spring, summer, autumn and winter. This year is the second year, and tomorrow is going to shoot the spring series.

Lin Qiong and him on the tablet looked very different, and Song Yue suddenly felt that he was blind enough to recognize two people who were so different.

After watching Lin Qiong on the screen, Fu Boyun felt that he might not be able to do this job, but he had already agreed to the other party.

"This is the script." Song Yue felt a headache when he opened the first page, and Fu Boyun was too tired to say what he was not familiar with.

"The main character is that you are a warrior, you found the stone to save the world, they want to give you a warrior badge, which is a reward, and then you wake up, this is just your dream, you put on this suit, go out, that's it, Can you understand what I'm saying?" Song Yue said dryly.

Fu Boyun understood the general meaning, and he nodded. What he has to do is to interpret this character.

"Well, that's good, let me teach you to read these words now."

"This is the legendary Stone of Salvation, Auxin." Song Yue couldn't muster the energy to teach Fu Boyun at this time, and he seemed very powerless to recite the heroic lines, only to realize how hard Lin Qiong had worked before.

Fu Boyun imitated the other party's accent and read the lines, but his facial expressions were not rich, which looked really weird.

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