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Bai Weiming didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Boss Rong, you have taught me a good lesson. I will definitely pay more attention next time!"

Seeing Bai Weiming bowing his head and ears like this, Rong Junxian was also satisfied, took a piece of abalone into Bai Weiming's bowl with chopsticks in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's good that you know! But, let's enjoy it for the time being! "

Bai Weiming agreed with a smile.

After the two had eaten, they got out of the RV and went for a walk by the lake to digest food.But you can see that the green water is long, the green mountains are vivid, and the clear water of the lake reflects the floating and sinking of the sea of ​​clouds.The scenery is magnificent without losing meaning.

Bai Weiming looked at the green mountains and green waters, and said: "It really is a beautiful scenery. Director Mei Min has a unique vision. He said at the beginning that he chose such an unknown place, which is actually the most suitable."

"It's better to be unknown." Rong Junxian said, "This is the tranquility... You should enjoy it more. When our movie is released, there will be no tranquility here. It must become a tourist attraction. I want to see it like this The scenery is gone, and if you really come back, you will only see black and black heads."

Bai Weiming nodded and said, "That is."

Rong Junxian stood there, looking at the brilliant lake, and the emerald green of the mountainside.The idle flowers are scattered, the gust of wind blows, and the skin feels cold.But Rong Junxian looked down and saw a gleaming figure floating on the lake—it was Bai Weiming, and he was reluctant to leave immediately, so he stood silently, but was eager in his heart.

The two people in the lake didn't move for a while, only to see the cool wind passing by, and the lake surface had circles of ripples.

Bai Weiming suddenly stretched out his hand towards Rong Junxian's shoulder.

Rong Junxian was taken aback, but didn't move. He turned his face to meet Bai Weiming, but saw Bai Weiming's slender fingers flicking gently, just brushing off a snowflake on Rong Junxian's shoulder.

"Ah." Rong Junxian was a little surprised, "Is it snowing?"

Looking up again, fine snow fell from the sky one after another, and some of them melted in the soft wind before they landed on the ground.

"Go back quickly." Bai Weiming said, "The temperature has dropped, I'm afraid I'm going to catch a cold."

The two walked back, but saw that the snow was getting thicker and thicker, hitting their shoulders and faces.Bai Weiming was afraid that Rong Junxian would be frostbitten, so he cut off the big windbreaker, raised his arms, hung the windbreaker over the heads of the two, and said, "Come closer, I will protect you from the snow."

Rong Junxian lowered his head and got under the protection of the windbreaker, but he was a little shy. There was a slight gap between his back and Bai Weiming's body, as if maintaining a safe range.But Bai Weiming's arm wrapped around Rong Junxian's shoulder in an instant.Rong Junxian was immediately wrapped in Bai Weiming's warm breath, and he no longer felt cold.

This is very harmonious, like a hug, but not a hug.

With the wind of snow blowing on his face, Rong Junxian didn't feel cold anymore.

Rong Junxian still wanted to go further with Bai Weiming like this, but they didn't go far for a walk after dinner, and they returned to the RV soon.

Bai Weiming closed the door of the RV, raised the windbreaker, shook off the snowdrops hanging on the waterproof fabric, then hung up the windbreaker, and asked, "Boss Rong, is it cold?"

"It's okay." Rong Junxian adjusted the temperature in the car, and asked again, "Is Mr. Bai cold?"

Bai Weiming replied: "It's not cold. If you don't believe me, look—" Bai Weiming suddenly reached out and held Rong Junxian's fingertips: "Is it warm?"

Rong Junxian's ears turned red.

"Hey," Bai Weiming rubbed Rong Junxian's red fingertips, "You are cold." Said, Bai Weiming put Rong Junxian's hand in his palm and gently rubbed it to warm it.

Rong Junxian's fingertips were indeed cold, but his face was already too hot.

"Thank you..." Rong Junxian bowed his head.He felt that he should pull his hand back, but he also felt that he shouldn't. After thinking about it, he just let it go and just let Bai Weiming rub it.

Bai Weiming added: "I didn't expect the weather to be so unfortunate, and it's snowing. I wonder if it will affect your shooting?"

"They have read the forecast. Today is a show in the shed." Rong Junxian replied, "But if it snows heavily for several days in a row, it will be difficult to say."

"Don't be afraid, Director Mei Min will naturally coordinate." Bai Weiming said, "You don't need to worry as an actor."

Rong Junxian smiled: "Of course he coordinates well, he is the director. As actors, we don't need to worry, but in fact, we just want to be a 'prop' with confidence."

"Props?"

"Well, although directors respect people, when all directors are working, looking at actors is similar to looking at props. We are all just tools." Rong Junxian sighed slightly, "Occasionally there will be such a sigh. Do Actors actually don’t have much autonomy.”

Bai Weiming asked: "Could it be that you also want to be a director?"

Rong Junxian shook his head: "Directing a play is a big project, I don't have the diamonds to do this work of collecting porcelain."

Bai Weiming said, "Anyone can be a director these days."

But Rong Junxian twisted, and said: "Why do you say it with full posture, as if I can do it if I want to be a director?"

"Exactly," Bai Weiming looked at Rong Junxian and said seriously, "Just tell me what you want to do, as long as it's not picking the moon in the sky, I can always do it for you."

These words were serious, but Rong Junxian felt very ambiguous, and was a little at a loss. He didn't know what to answer, so he coughed twice unnaturally.

Bai Weiming asked, "Why are you coughing? Did you catch a cold?"

"No, no." Rong Junxian rubbed his forehead.

Bai Weiming stretched out his hand, stroked Rong Junxian's forehead, and said, "It's a little hot."

It was okay at first, but after being touched so delicately by Bai Weiming, Rong Junxian's face became hotter and hotter, it was like boiling an egg.

"No—" Rong Junxian turned his head away in panic, "No..."

Bai Weiming persuaded: "Go take a hot bath first, and change into warm home clothes before talking."

Rong Junxian heard that he could walk away and escape, so he agreed, and hurried to take a bath.

Seeing that Rong Junxian went to the bathroom on the second floor, Bai Weiming also went up, and he carried his suitcase to the bedroom on the second floor, even unpacked it, and hung himself next to Rong Junxian's clothes in a grand manner. home clothes, as if it should be the same.

Bai Weiming looked out the window to see the sky, then greeted the chef and others, and said: "The weather is bad, before the snow is still not heavy, you should go down the mountain and go back to the hotel."

When Rong Junxian came out of the shower, Bai Weiming went up to meet him and said, "The weather is bad, and the snow is too heavy now, so I can't go down the mountain and come back to the hotel."

Rong Junxian froze for a moment, and said, "Then, are you going to spend the night with me tonight?"

"That's fine." Bai Weiming's tone seemed to be reluctant.

Rong Junxian went to the dormitory, but saw a strange set of home clothes hanging next to his clothes, his face was hot again, turned his head, and saw Bai Weiming packing his luggage contentedly.

Rong Junxian was about to ask: Why did Mr. Bai bring the suitcase up the mountain?

But he didn't want to, Bai Weiming took out a big cashmere shawl from the suitcase, wrapped it around Rong Junxian, and asked, "Is it warm?"

Rong Jun envied him like a spring breeze, and immediately forgot about it, and nodded blankly.

Rong Junxian was also a little tired, so he nestled on the bed, wearing the cashmere shawl.Bai Weiming went to make a pot of hot ginger tea for him, and handed it to his bed.

Rong Junxian took the ginger tea and said, "You can drink it too."

Bai Weiming only said, "Drink together."

As he spoke, Bai Weiming held up the exquisite porcelain cup and collided with Rong Junxian's cup, making a crisp sound.

Rong Junxian drank the ginger tea, his body was warm, and he said: "It's too bad to suddenly be like this today. I hope it will clear up in two days."

Bai Weiming said casually: "You also happen to be resting for two days. I went to see it today, and your announcements are too full, and it's too tiring."

"Isn't it a good thing that more announcements prove that I have more plays?" Rong Junxian blinked, "I'm worried that the weather will affect you. Is your work not important? Will you rush back to Huayin?"

"Of course work is important." Bai Weiming replied, "But you are my work."

Rong Junxian held the handle of the cup and looked at Bai Weiming with a half-smile.

Bai Weiming said, "Are you done drinking? I'll wash the cup."

Rong Junxian handed the finished cup to Bai Weiming.Bai Weiming took the cup and went to the small kitchen on the first floor to wash the cups.After brushing the cup, Bai Weiming took out the fruit he brought, cut it up, put it on a plate, and took it upstairs.

Bai Weiming came to the dormitory with a fruit plate, but saw Rong Junxian texting with his mobile phone.

Bai Weiming asked casually, "Who?"

Rong Junxian also answered casually: "It's President Xuan."

"What are you talking about?" Bai Weiming's tone sounded more casual and natural.

Rong Junxian replied again: "He told me that the temperature had dropped, and told me to wear more clothes and drink more hot water."

Bai Weiming said quickly, "Don't bother him, just tell him that I will take good care of you."

Rong Junxian sent it over: "Mr. Bai is also here, trapped by snow. He will take good care of me."

President Xuan received the message, and he was really relieved: "Well, Senior Bai is careful and enthusiastic, and he will definitely take care of Mr. Rong."

Therefore, President Xuan replied to Rong Junxian: "Oh."

Bai Weiming casually took away Rong Junxian's cell phone, put it on the bedside, and taught in an elder-like tone: "Don't play with your cell phone on the bed."

Rong Junxian smiled "poof": "This sounds like an old man."

Bai Weiming didn't look annoyed, he just said, "I'm indeed older than you."

Rong Junxian was startled, looking at Bai Weiming's face.

Rong Junxian is naturally young, in his early twenties, and many people have not started working at his age.What's more, Rong Junxian is born with a good color, and knows how to take care of it and how to dress up, so she looks like her, full of youth and eager to look forward to it.Rong Jun looked at Bai Weiming enviously, and couldn't see any age flaws on Bai Weiming's face, because Bai Weiming looked well maintained, with smooth skin and no fine lines.But even so, everyone can still see at a glance that Bai Weiming is not a young man.Maybe it's the demeanor, maybe it's the eyes.

Age did not erode Bai Weiming's appearance, but it polished his mind.

Therefore, the sense of experience is revealed from the gestures, eyes and smiles.

Rong Junxian naturally knew that he was not Bai Weiming's peers.

Even at the same age, I can't compare with Bai Weiming.Probably, the 20-year-old Bai Weiming will be more sophisticated, intelligent, and charming than the 20-year-old chief controller.

Rong Junxian was suddenly sullen, and asked again: "Then do you think I'm naive?"

Bai Weiming asked, "Then do you think I'm old?"

Rong Junxian smiled "poof": "It's not that far! I think you are at most ten years older than me."

Bai Weiming said, "Isn't that enough? According to society's definition, 50 years old is also a mature age. When you are 50 years old, I will be [-] years old, and [-] years old is old age."

"What are you talking about?" Rong Jun enviously said, "Whether you can live to that day is unknown."

Bai Weiming, on the other hand, smiled and said, "Yes, you are right."

Rong Jun envied that Bai Weiming rarely smiled so happily, and said, "Are you laughing at my naive speech?"

"No, it's not." Bai Weiming suppressed his smile, "I don't think your words are naive, I think your words are very transparent."