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Liang Er waited until Fu Zheng left and Shang Yin was the only one left, and then ran to thank him: "Man God, thank you."

Shang Yin put his hands into his sleeves, his expression indifferent: "Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for your suggestion to Director Mi." Liang Er looked at him with joy, "You suggested Nightingale to dress up as a man, so I don't have to wear women's clothes. You don't even know how happy I am..."

"I don't like to wear women's clothes, why did I play this role?" Shang Yin interrupted him.

"It's because..." Liang Er blushed slightly, somewhat lacking in confidence, "Because I like acting, actors have the courage to challenge any role... don't they?"

Shang Yin didn't even want to say that his words were inconsistent: "...I'm not doing it for you, I'm doing it to make the plot more reasonable."

"It's okay." Liang Er didn't care at all, "Although you didn't do it for me, you still benefited me, which fully shows that we are destined."

enough explanation?This is called robber logic, right?

Shang Yin didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and left.

Liang Er grabbed him again: "The male god..."

"Is there anything else?" Shang Yin looked tiredly at the tender white paw.

His gaze was so oppressive that Liang Er had to let go, but his gaze was extraordinarily enthusiastic: "Can I add you on WeChat?"

For some reason, Shang Yin always felt that he could see a blooming flower above Liang Er's head, shaking and shaking towards him.

"No." But Shang Yin still refused very firmly.

The flowers on Liang Er's head wilted instantly, even the corners of her upturned mouth drooped: "Why?"

"I don't add anyone other than friends." Shang Yin left without looking back.

"Can't there be an exception?" Liang Er whispered.

I don't know if Shang Yin heard or not, anyway, he went further and further away.

Liang Er sighed, and suddenly someone patted his shoulder: "Little brother, why are you unhappy?"

Liang Er turned around, and his whole body came back to life in an instant.

As a standard face control, Liang Er can not only appreciate handsome men, but also likes beautiful women very much.

The beauty in front of her had standard peach blossom eyes, a palm-sized oval face, and a small and delicate nose—so beautiful that she had no blemishes, even her figure was uneven.

This is definitely the most beautiful woman Liang Er has ever seen in her life, bar none!

"It's so beautiful." Liang Er couldn't help praising her.

When the beauty heard this, she smiled and opened her peach blossom eyes, and she was even more charming: "As soon as I came back, I heard that a sweet-mouthed handsome guy came to the production team. The little brother really lives up to his reputation."

Liang Er didn't know that someone was talking about him behind his back, but he heard another subtext: "Are you also an actor in the crew?"

The beauty was slightly taken aback, as if she didn't expect that he would not recognize her: "Yes, my name is Ming Nuan."

She was expecting Liang Er's reaction, but Liang Er was completely indifferent to the name: "Hello, my name is Liang Er."

Ming Nuan was really stunned this time, and laughed for a while: "Liang Er, have you signed with a brokerage company?"

Liang Er shook his head, Ming Nuan wanted to say something, a fat girl ran over panting, "Sister Ming Nuan, why are you still here? Director Mi has been waiting for you for a long time."

"No rush. Liang Er, let's add a WeChat account?" Ming Nuan turned on the phone calmly.

Liang Er was busy adding WeChat, and didn't notice that the girl next to her had a rather complicated expression.

Ming Nuan went to find Mi Xuesong, but Shang Yin had long since disappeared, so Liang Er had no choice but to change clothes.He only had one scene today, and he returned to his room after taking off his makeup.

Zhao Jinpeng was not here, and he hadn't had a good rest in the past two days. Liang Er took a bath and started to catch up on sleep.

This sleep was very heavy, and when I woke up, it was already dark outside the window.

Stretching and protesting from his stomach at the same time, Liang Er remembered that he didn't seem to have lunch.

Reaching for the wallet, he saw Shang Yin's clothes in the backpack.

Liang Er carefully took out the clothes, hugged them for a while, and decided to return them to Shang Yin.

Others seem to be able to recognize this dress, it is not suitable for him to keep it.

However, the most important thing now is to fill the stomach first.

Looking at the colorful paper money in the wallet, Liang Er sighed deeply, thinking of Zhao Jinpeng's speculation about him being too poor to eat carrots.

He originally saved a lot of money, but he left it to Big Brother Linshu before going down the mountain.Now the environment is getting worse and worse, and Qiyue Mountain is also affected. It is difficult for many animals and plants to survive, let alone cultivate to become fine.Although he left, he still wanted to do something for his hometown.

What Liang Er originally thought was that he could survive even if he had no money.After all, if you become a spirit, you can't die without eating or drinking for a few days, and the accommodation is even more simple, you can sleep on any piece of land.He didn't expect that there are so many places where money is used in the human world.

I don't know when the performance fee will be paid.

However, even if you get it, there is not much, and you still have to think of other ways to make money.

Liang Er took her wallet and decided to go to the studio to see, maybe there is still lunch left?

Liang Er once again felt that he was very lucky. As soon as he arrived on the set, the young lady in charge of board and lodging saw him: "Liang Er, where did you go? I made tiramisu today, I guess you should know I like it, I left a few pieces for you, do you want to eat?"

Liang Er loves to eat all kinds of sweets, so there is no reason not to eat them.

The tiramisu was specially reserved for Liang Er by the young lady, but the crew had other cakes left, and Liang Er was very happy to save another meal.

The pastries of the film crew are of average grade, but Liang Er has been in the deep mountains and old forests for so many years, and she loves these things very much.

Seeing that he was eating deliciously, the young lady couldn't help but start worrying: "You're an entertainer, you can't control your mouth like this."

"But it's really delicious." Liang Er blinked and stuffed another piece of cake into his mouth, "Why don't they always eat it?"

The little sister felt a little sad again: "After you become popular, you will naturally not eat it."

"Why?" Liang Er was puzzled.

The young lady said: "Don't say that Shang Yingying and Ming Yinghou are at the level of Ji Jia, and they only eat sweet cakes."

Sweetness is the highest-grade dessert shop around the film and television city.

"Is Tiandu's really delicious?" Liang Er suddenly remembered that he gave Shang Yin chocolates before, and Shang Yin really didn't seem very interested.

Could it be because the crew's food was not tasty?

"Of course, it's only this big, and it's worth dozens." The young lady's tone was full of envy.

Liang Er ate a bunch of pastries and couldn't bear it anymore. Hearing that the scene was still being filmed, she ran over to see if there was any part of Shang Yin's scene.

Shang Yin's role was indeed on the schedule, but he himself was not there.

Liang Er asked a staff member to inquire, and the person said, "The role of the Queen of Shadow has been temporarily changed, and the film emperor Shang seems to be uncomfortable."

When Liang Er heard this, thinking of seeing Shang Yin sick that night, he immediately became a little anxious.I didn't care to look at other people's photos, and left in a hurry to find the sweetness according to the map.

The desserts here are astonishingly expensive. Liang Er only bought three macarons, which almost cost him all his belongings.

On the way back to the hotel, I happened to meet two staff members who were discussing Shang Yin.

"...You don't know, after the bed-climbing incident last time, King Shang has changed all the beds."

"His cleanliness is indeed very serious, so he really hates other people entering his room casually."

"That's right, even when the producer went to him before, Best Actor Shang didn't let him in."

"Anyway, the only one who hasn't been hacked for playing big names is Shang Yingdi."

……

Liang Er originally wanted to knock on Shang Yin's door with enthusiasm, but when he heard this conversation, he went back to his room sadly.

Who knew that as soon as the door was pushed open, a fist flew towards him, Liang Er reacted very quickly, shrank his head, and closed the door.

There was a scream from inside, and the door and the wall shook several times.

It took Liang Er two seconds to carefully open the door, and he saw Zhao Jinpeng holding his wrist, sweating from the pain, and his arms were still shaking.

"Did you hit the door just now? Does it hurt?" Liang Er carefully analyzed for him, "I heard that the punch of an ordinary person is about [-] kilograms in strength, and your hand must not be able to compare with this steel Made the door. It doesn’t look serious now, but maybe the bone is broken, it hurts so much, you’d better go to the hospital to take a picture, it’s not good if it’s really useless.”

Zhao Jinpeng was already angry and hurt, but when he heard Liang Er's sarcastic remarks, he almost went crazy, and rushed over to beat him again.

Liang Er slipped and dodged, Zhao Jinpeng almost hit the wall again.

Liang Er kindly reminded him: "I used to climb trees and climb over walls, and my skills are very good. You must not hit me, so don't waste your efforts."

Zhao Jinpeng was panting, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Only then did Liang Er ask the question he should be most concerned about: "Why did you hit me? I don't seem to have offended you, do I?"

"Did you speak ill of me to Shang Yingdi?" Zhao Jinpeng realized that he really couldn't hit Liang Er, so he stopped hitting him.

"No." Liang Er said honestly, "If there is a chance to talk to him, I can't finish talking about myself, so why bother talking about you?"

Zhao Jinpeng almost spit out a mouthful of blood: "...Okay! Liang Er, you are ruthless!"

"What's the matter?" Liang Er was innocent, "I obviously didn't do anything."

"I was kicked out of the film crew, are you satisfied?" Zhao Jinpeng stared at Liang Er with eyes that wanted to eat him alive.

"Why?" Liang Er didn't understand anymore.

"I NGed a little too much today." Zhao Jinpeng was very upset. "There are so many NGs, why does he only get mad at me? It must be Shang Yin's tricks, and Mi Dao listens to him the most."

Liang Er found it inconceivable: "NG is your fault, why do you have such dark thoughts about others targeting you?"

He sincerely suggested: "I heard that you are a student of the Academy of Film and Television? Such good conditions, go back and study hard..."

"Don't get complacent too early, we'll wait and see!" Of course Zhao Jinpeng would only think that Liang Er was taunting him.

Zhao Jinpeng left angrily, but Liang Er's heart began to ripple.

His rules for the human world are not as clear as these humans.

Could it be that Zhao Jinpeng's departure was really caused by Shang Yin?

He never said anything bad about Zhao Jinpeng, but he did listen to the recording to Shang Yin.

Is it possible that Shang Yin is really venting his anger on him?

Liang Er couldn't sit still, her thoughts were churning, and she always felt endless enthusiasm.

However, if he walks through the main entrance, Shang Yin most likely will not open the door for him.

Liang Er ran to the window to look up, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration—you can go through the window!

Liang Er lives on the second floor, and Shang Yin lives on the eighth floor. Coincidentally, they both live in the same room number.

In other words, as long as you climb up six floors, you can climb out of Shang Yin's window.

Liang Er didn't lie to Zhao Jinpeng before. He used to live in Qiyue Mountain, and the most common thing he did was to climb trees.

It's only six floors, so there should be no problem... right?

The more Liang Er thought about it, the more his blood boiled, and he couldn't stop at all.

He put Shang Yin's clothes and the desserts he had bought into his backpack, put the backpack on his back, and deftly turned it out through the window.

The window sill is very narrow, only enough for one foot to fall down, but for Liang Er, it is really not a difficult task.

Liang Er didn't look down, and climbed to the eighth floor very smoothly.

Even more fortunately, Shang Yin's window was open!

Liang Er went in to have a look, turned on the light, but did not see Shang Yin's figure.

In fact, it doesn't matter, Liang'er didn't intend to really enter Shang Yin's room, he just came to deliver something.

Liang Er took out the cake from his backpack and put it on the window.

Just as he was lowering his head to get his clothes, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a black shadow covering his head.

As soon as Liang Er raised his head, he was facing Shang Yin's extremely impatient face, and the sunglasses couldn't block his cold demeanor.

"Ah..." Liang Er was so frightened that she slipped and fell straight down.

A cold hand suddenly stretched out and clasped his wrist.