Wang Lin & Shen Wenyu: “…”
They were both silent. Wang Lin silently put down the watermelon in his hand.
Ning Luo’s eyes followed the watermelon, without missing a beat.
[My heart is dead, but my mouth is alive! I want to eat eat eat eat! ]
Sun Shaoyi’s thighs were still aching now. Seeing him like that, she coldly sneered and unceremoniously picked up the largest piece of watermelon and took a bite: “It’s juicy and sweet.”
“Gudong.”
Ning Luo swallowed his saliva.
[Damn it, you’re actually tempting me. Why can’t I just kill all my colleagues! Kill them all! I’ll find an assassin to kill them all after work! ]
Shen Wenyu suppressed his laughter and followed suit, picking up a skewer of sizzling grilled pork belly: “Look at this pork belly, the perfect texture, fat and lean, sizzling with oil; a little bit of spiciness is just right.”
He shook his head and sighed pretentiously: “It’s a pity that people who are losing weight can’t eat it.”
Ning Luo gritted his teeth.
He endured the humiliation and sat down next to Shen Wenyu, looking up and smiling flatteringly: “Brother.”
Shen Wenyu was happy to hear him call like this and started teasing him: “What do you want to do?”
“Can I have a little bit?” Ning Luo used his hand to show a fingernail-sized little bit, “Just a little bit.”
“Okay?” He looked at Shen Wenyu pitifully, begging softly, his eyebrows drooping, like an innocent little puppy.
Shen Wenyu was struck, and his resolve was shaken.
“… A little bit?”
“A little bit!” Ning Luo nodded frantically, looking at the skewers with eyes full of desire.
Shen Wenyu thought that one bite was not much, and after hesitating for a while, he handed it to Ning Luo, emphasizing: “A little bit.”
“Yeah.” Ning Luo nodded and aimed his mouth at the meat at the bottom.
He raised his head and pulled it down in one go.
“Ning Luo!”
Shen Wenyu quickly grabbed it, Ning Luo bit it and didn’t let go, chasing the skewers with his head, and finally successfully pulled three pieces of meat into his mouth.
Feeling the greasy meat in his mouth, he was moved to tears. He covered his mouth and looked at Shen Wenyu warily, puffing his cheeks and chewing slowly, reluctant to swallow it all.
Shen Wenyu looked at the bald skewer and laughed angrily: “You can wait for extra practice tonight.”
Ning Luo made a heart shape on his head and mocked him unscrupulously.
Sun Shaoyi stood by and sneered, “Even such a little trick can fool you?”
It was fine when she didn’t say anything, but as soon as she spoke, Ning Luo remembered that the grudge over the watermelon hadn’t been settled. The resentment of dieting instantly returned. Even three pieces of grilled meat couldn’t save him. He said faintly, “Sister Shaoyi, your posture while eating the watermelon just now looked really good.”
Sun Shaoyi looked alert, “? Are you sick?”
Ning Luo pinched a heart with his index finger and thumb finger and said shyly, “It’s like Robinson Crusoe eating the spoils after hunting. There is a kind of wild beauty.”
Wang Lin was stunned and burst into laughter, “Hahahahahahahahaha!”
Ning Luo smiled and gave him a little heart too, “Director Wang, don’t laugh. I can see your tonsils.”
Wang Lin: “…”
Damn it, I laughed too soon.
This kid is shooting at everyone indiscriminately.
Assistant Taozi came in a step late and saw this scene.
She had said long ago that people who are not full and cut off carbohydrates are very irritable.
Director Wang and others dared to dance in the minefield.
Taozi looked at them with admiration.
Who says that only those who stand in the light are heroes? Those who stand there naked are also heroes.
–
After three days of losing weight, Ning Luo couldn’t stand it anymore and moved back to the crew hotel.
Looking at the familiar small hotel room, he shed wide, noodle-like tears.
The first day after leaving the Simmons bed, I missed it.
The two assistants were helping him unpack his luggage.
Xiao Song asked: “Brother Luo, why did you suddenly move back?”
Ning Luo said deeply: “I can’t be special. I want to share the joys and sorrows with the whole crew.”
He stood by the window with his hands behind his back: “Being with the crew, I can immerse myself in the play at any time and ensure that I am in the best condition. This is my responsibility for my work.”
Xiao Song was in awe: “Brother Luo is so dedicated!”
Taozi: “Huh? I thought it was because every time Aunt Zhang cooked, you could only look at the food but not eat it, and you couldn’t take it anymore, so you moved out.”
Ning Luo: “…”
Well said, don’t say it next time.
He will break down.
After packing up and preparing to go to the crew, Ning Luo saw several nanny cars coming when he was waiting for Xiao Song to drive over in the hotel lobby.
“Has another crew arrived recently?”
Taozi also took a look: “Probably, there are a lot of film and television bases around here.”
Wang Lin hadn’t mentioned it, so they probably wouldn’t be staying here long. Ning Luo saw Xiao Song drive over, turned around, and put the matter out of his mind as he got into the car.
Instead, the two people who just got out of the car looked in the direction he left.
Ning Xibai frowned: “That one just now, was it Ning Luo?”
Cui Xiangyang looked in the direction he pointed and only saw half of the body getting into the car. Recalling that he was tricked by Ning Luo at the last banquet, his face was very ugly: “Why can I see him everywhere, it’s unlucky.”
Ning Xibai: “Ayang, don’t say that, he’s my brother. Their crew is working here, you know that.”
“You treat him as a brother, but he may not treat you as a brother, otherwise he wouldn’t have let Uncle Ning drive you out to live in the crew.” Cui Xiangyang looked angry as he watched the nanny car leave.
–
While waiting for his scene with the crew, Ning Luo moved a small stool and started browsing his phone.
The magazine he shot last time was released today, and he had to go online to repost it on Weibo.
Less than a second after forwarding the message, the phone started beeping. When it was refreshed, a row of emoticons appeared below.
[Sister’s emotions are fragmented: You still remember to post on Weibo? I thought you were pretending to be dead [Ning Luo peeks out furtively]]
[Specialist Sun from Hongshan Mental Hospital: Good afternoon, Mr. Luo, how are you today?]
[Taste the mouths of all handsome guys: Wife! I kiss you! [Ning Luo pouts for a kiss]]
Ning Luo took a look and didn’t have the courage to continue reading. He quickly forwarded it and left it alone.
Netizens, however, became excited because of his post.
[Wow, it’s actually the magazine he worked on with Lu Tingzhou before! ]
They had only seen the secretly filmed behind-the-scenes video, and they were curious about the finished product, so they clicked on the magazine’s display page.
[I heard it’s a concept-themed magazine, and there’s acting in it]
[When I think of Ning Luo’s acting skills… sisters, I won’t watch it for now]
[I’ll stock up on ten boxes of Baoshu brand dishwashing liquid before watching]
[I’m not afraid, let me see! I don’t believe that with the movie emperor there, it could really be that bad.]
[Cheers to you, you are a real man]
[Cheers to you, you are a real man]
This brave netizen carried the hopes of thousands of netizens and clicked into the display page to decide to sacrifice himself.
He pulled up a photo of the two of them.
In the dark cave, the mute slave in bloodstained black clothes had his hands bound. His slender wrists were shackled and suspended above him, forcing him to kneel on the ground. His chin was lifted by a jade-bone fan, and the man standing behind him smiled as he leisurely admired his humiliation.
The black hair slid down from his shoulders and became entangled with the blood-stained hair, making it difficult to distinguish one from the other.
At the end of the fan, blood dripped down.
In the eyes of the mute slave, there was a ferocity that wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood, but he was suppressed and couldn’t move at all.
The netizen’s hand trembled slightly when clicking the mouse.
After a while: “Damn, it’s actually love and hate! Why am I getting a little addicted?”
This eye play could be stretched into sugar threads! [mfn]1. it can be pulled into threads,” a vivid metaphor meaning the emotions are so rich and sticky they could stretch like melted sugar[/mfn]
Other netizens who finished watching were all shocked.
[Fuck, this? Ning Luo? ? ]
[Ning Luo has this kind of expressiveness? ? ? ]
[After watching the video, I only had one feeling, this pair, they are a bit too good to support]
[It’s over, I started to support them, I’m crazy]
[Ning Luo, you hooked up with the movie emperor, you are really popular, you must forget about it on weekdays, I will show off a mouthful of candy! ]
[Damn, you can even support this? ? ]
As soon as the signs of supporting CP came out, Lu Tingzhou’s fans were instantly unhappy, and the square was in an uproar.
Xu Ling had expected it long ago and asked Taozi to keep an eye on Ning Luo and not let him do anything, just leave it to professionals.
Ning Luo agreed but didn’t take it to heart and logged into his small account that he hadn’t logged into for a long time and planned to record his miserable weight loss life.
As a result, he saw a small red dot above the message bar. He was obsessive-compulsive, thinking that he didn’t know which marketing account pushed the message, so he clicked in to delete it.
It turned out that it was not a marketing account but a user named L who liked his post and even followed him.
“Who is this?” He used two fingers to zoom in on the person’s avatar, looked at the cat on it for a few seconds, and confirmed that he didn’t know him, so he sent a message directly, asking, “Who are you?”
The other party was actually online and replied unhurriedly three minutes later.
[L: A fan of Lu Tingzhou. ]
[L: Seeing that you like him too, I added you as a friend]
Ning Luo replied politely:
[Crotch Pants on Fire: Okay, then we are sisters, heart]
[L: I’m a man]
[Crotch Pants on Fire: Okay, male sisters]
Without waiting for the other party to reply, Ning Luo was in a hurry to go to the toilet, threw down “Chat later if anything comes up”, and left.
Nie Wentao was busy working here when he heard a laugh.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lu Tingzhou sitting on the sofa with his eyes lowered and a smile on his lips as light as a spring breeze.
“What did you think that made you so happy?”
“Nothing,” Lu Tingzhou put away his phone, his smile still intact, “I just think Ning Luo is really interesting.”
Nie Wentao: “Now that you’ve mentioned him, the Internet will probably be in turmoil for several days because of your magazine shoot with him, and your fans will be the first to be unhappy.”
Lu Tingzhou could guess something without asking the reason: “Keep it down, don’t make too much trouble.”
“I’ll say something. But you seem to like Ning Luo very much?” Over the years, Nie Wentao has never seen him take care of any newcomer like this, and he rarely cares about these things.
Lu Tingzhou did not deny: “He helped me, so naturally I should protect him more.”
–
The toilet in the crew was crowded today, so Ning Luo had to turn around and go to the public toilet outside, and it took him some time to come back.
As a result, when he came back, he found that the crew was noisy. He walked a few steps into the crowd and saw a head of red hair.
This iconic hair color could only belong to Cui Xiangyang.
Cui Xiangyang was standing with his hands on his hips, gesturing grandly as he looked around the set: “Look at the broken equipment of your crew, it’s so shabby. Why are you dragging it on without money? Just disband already and save everyone the trouble.”
The assistant director looked at the direction he pointed and twitched his mouth.
What the hell, That’s the latest and best imported equipment. It just arrived; it was very expensive.
Wang Lin didn’t dare to get angry with him before because he didn’t have money, but now seeing him like this, he doesn’t feel angry anymore.
To put it bluntly, the gap between them is too big now, and he doesn’t care.
He raised his eyelids: “Don’t cheapen this place with your presence. Just leave.”
Cui Xiangyang took a moment to react before realizing that he was being scolded: “Wang Lin, isn’t it time for you to beg me?!”
Ning Luo just squeezed in and heard this.
[What are you getting worked up for? How can you be more sensitive than Haitang’s 0? ]
Wang Lin and the other two: “…”
Damn, I got it in seconds.
Ning Luo turned his eyes and fell on an inconspicuous person next to Cui Xiangyang.
The man had a deep red birthmark on his face, right at the corner of his eye, which was a very distinctive feature.
[Hiss, this guy is not the licker of the licker, Qiao Zichen? The one who always carries Viagra and is ready to stuff a box into Cui Xiangyang’s mouth whenever he has the chance?]
[I bet he must have it on him right now. A whole box! Cui Xiangyang has received the blessing of dying of exhaustion.]
The impatient expressions of Wang Lin and others have changed qualitatively.
In short, they are excited.
What are you waiting for? Search him!
