She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Song Zhisheng didn't say it too bluntly, he just gave a reminder.

Even if Fu Linxing is the only one eating, the program team will still reimburse the expenses.

Song Zhisheng's tone was casual, as if she was joking. Fu Linxing just felt happy when he heard her words and didn't really think too much about it.

He saw that everyone else was standing up, so he also stood up with a smile.

Although he has no money, Director Li does.

Even if he eats a few more meals, Director Li will reimburse him, so he won't go bankrupt.

Fu Linxing's eyes sparkled: "You're right, let's buy one for each of us and let the production team spend money too."

Song Zhisheng smiled and said nothing.

The smile in Meng Changyao's eyes deepened for a moment, but she smiled without saying anything.

Xiao Zhi glanced at Fu Linxing and knew what difficulties he was in, but this time he did not mock him.

We usually just say a few words to each other and treat it as a joke.

He wouldn't say anything that would really hurt his friends.

Everyone grabbed their belongings and left quickly before more people gathered outside the store.

They walked for a long time before they finally shook off the people behind them.

In the dark night, everyone around was walking their own way, busy with their own things.

Even if someone noticed them, it wasn't as much as when they were eating in the restaurant.

After getting the approval of the cameraman, Fu Linxing happily went to buy a lot of snacks.

"Are you going to eat?"

He turned around and asked Xiao Zhi and the other two, but they were not interested in the snacks in his hands and shook their heads to refuse.

Fu Linxing just asked casually.

After seeing them refuse, he immediately turned around and shared it with Song Zhisheng with a smile.

"Song Zhisheng, try this. This oden tastes good."

"And this, you all try it."

Fu Linxing ate while chatting with the three female guests, chattering endlessly, making Mo Jinyan's temples throbbing with veins.

Lu Nanchen looked in the direction of Song Zhisheng. Song Zhisheng was happily eating a skewer of oden. When he turned his head to look at Fu Linxing, his eyes were curved with a smile.

The handsome men and beautiful women standing together are particularly pleasing to the eye.

If someone who doesn’t know the situation saw this scene, they would probably think that the two were a couple in love.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Lu Nanchen frowned immediately, took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows in annoyance.

After suppressing his irritability a little, he put his glasses back on, but his eyes were still a little cold.

Xiao Zhi's face was also extremely dark. He gritted his teeth and endured it again and again, but he still couldn't help but want Fu Linxing to shut up.

Just eat, why talk so much?!

The three male guests stood aside, saying nothing, their expressions very similar in the dark, like three resentful ghosts.

Fu Linxing chattered for a while, and suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. He shuddered and looked to the side.

There was a seat between Xiao Zhi and him, and the other two male guests stood on Xiao Zhi's right, neither of them saying a word.

Mo Jinyan has a cold personality and rarely speaks. Fu Linxing has long been used to it and doesn't care.

But Xiao Zhi is not a talkative person, and Lu Nanchen is not willing to watch him get close to Song Zhisheng.

These two people haven't spoken for a long time, and the air pressure around them has dropped so low that people feel cold all over.

Fu Linxing looked at them and could vaguely feel that they were unhappy with him.

He turned around to glance at Song Zhisheng who was standing next to him, then turned his head to look at the male guest on his right, and finally understood.

Well, you two think he talks too much to Song Zhisheng.

After Fu Linxing figured it out, he curled his lips and didn't care much.

If either of the two were standing in this position now, they would definitely have a lot to say to Song Zhisheng.

He snorted in his heart and stopped looking at them.

However, as they were almost at the photo-taking location, Fu Linxing's mood was somewhat affected by the thought that Song Zhisheng would take a photo of these two first, and he spoke less unconsciously.

They walked to a field of flowers.

The lighting here is dim, so it should be nice to take pictures.

Song Zhisheng originally wanted to walk forward, but the light ahead was too dim. After considering Xiao Zhi's situation, she decided to just shoot here.

She raised the camera and said, "Then let's do as we agreed. Let's take a picture of Brother Lu first."

"Brother Lu, hurry up, the streetlight is shining diagonally from this direction. It looks pretty good. Stand over there and let me take a look."

After releasing a series of photos, Song Zhisheng gained more confidence in her photography skills, and she even dared to order Lu Nanchen to do what she said immediately.

When Lu Nanchen heard her urgent voice, he did not feel angry or dissatisfied at all.

The cold expression that was originally like a dark cloud instantly switched back to a gentle look.

Reaching out to straighten the cuffs of his suit, Lu Nanchen smiled and said calmly, "I'm coming."

He walked to the place Song Zhisheng said and looked at the camera with gentle eyes.

Song Zhisheng pointed the camera at him and met Lu Nanchen's gaze through the camera screen. Her scalp suddenly felt numb for a moment, and she had the illusion that Lu Nanchen was really looking at her tenderly.

She shook off the thoughts that shouldn't exist in her mind, calmed down, found the right angle and took two photos.

To be honest, atmosphere is really important when producing a film.

Something like atmosphere can restore a person's beauty to the greatest extent.

Their group of people had good innate conditions, so as long as Song Zhisheng found the right angle, he could take great photos.

Song Zhisheng took the pictures and clicked his tongue in his heart.

You know what, Lu Nanchen, wearing a black suit and a dark blue tie, really looks like he is in an idol drama.

This face is so handsome.

Facing this overly handsome face, Song Zhisheng couldn't help himself and took two more photos.

After taking the photos, he made excuses, saying, "The lighting here is much better than over there, and each photo is better than the last. I might as well take two more."

"is it?"

Under the dim light, Lu Nanchen heard the guilt in her tone and couldn't help but smile. He looked at her gently and walked over.

After walking closer, he turned sideways and tilted his head to look at the photo.

Song Zhisheng looked down at the camera with his eyes wide open, not daring to move for a moment.

As they got closer, Song Zhisheng smelled the men's perfume on Lu Nanchen again.

But it is much lighter than last time, it is the kind of fragrance that is barely visible.

Song Zhisheng tried her best to ignore the scent of perfume, but there was one thing she really couldn't ignore.

She looked at the small piece of blue tie that touched her arm, her expression very flustered, and she wanted to quietly remind Lu Nanchen who was looking at the photo carefully.

But I don’t know how to start.

She could only stiffen her body, stand straight, and try hard to convince herself not to think about anything else.

Fu Linxing, who was very close to the two of them, widened his eyes when he saw this, his eyes full of disbelief.

Lu Nanchen, is this a beauty trap?!