Has God Lin lost his horse today?

Seeing Lin Ling's bewildered expression, Shang Jin thought for a while and asked, "Generally, variety shows have scripts, do you know that?" @无限好文，全在Jinjiang文学城

Lin Ling nodded: "I know."

Shang Jin: "So the so-called reality show is nothing more than acting with a script, but the traces of acting are not as obvious as TV dramas."

In the end, only the fans truly believe that the personas speculated by celebrities in various variety shows are real and firmly believe.

Speaking of this, Shang Jin suddenly smiled: "You know, I know a colleague who is a superb cook in private, and he can easily come up with such big dishes as Buddha jumping over the wall, but he was fired into a salt and rice dish in a food show. Candy can't tell the difference between thick fools."

Lin Ling always knew that there was moisture in variety shows, but she never thought it would be so outrageous.

Shang Jin continued: "Variety shows are just acting to entertain the audience. It's better to join a few more TV dramas on variety shows, so that acting is more enjoyable."

However, if a reality show does not get a good script, it is easy to be ridiculed by the whole network, so Shang Jin finds it troublesome.

Lin Ling nodded half understanding.

Seeing him like that, Shang Jin didn't plan to tell him the depths, the water in the circle was deep, anyway, Lin Ling didn't plan to mix in the entertainment circle.

After the takeaway came, Tao Zi said that she had some personal matters, so she took her share and went back to her room, and Liu Linling and Shang Jin ate together.

The two chatted while eating, and Shang Jin thought of something, so he asked Lin Ling:

"Where are you going to play tomorrow?"

Having said that, Lin Ling originally came to Pingcheng for tourism, but in the end he stayed on the set for a day, which made Shang Jin feel embarrassed.

After hearing this, Lin Ling suddenly remembered that there was still this matter, and quickly recalled the strategy that he had roughly read before, and then casually mentioned a location.

Upon hearing this, Shang Jin said, "I heard it's pretty fun there."

Lin Ling asked: "Mr. Shang, have you been here for so long?"

"No." Shang Jin shook his head: "There are very few breaks in the crew, so I didn't go."

Even if it is rare to have a vacation, Shang Jin still stays in the hotel to memorize lines, write songs and recharge his batteries.

After hearing this, Lin Ling immediately said: "Then when you are free, let's go together."

Shang Jin raised his eyes and looked at Lin Ling for a while, before finally nodding with a smile: "Okay."

Lin Ling was secretly happy, she didn't notice the blankness in Shang Jin's eyes when she lowered her head to eat.

Although Lin Ling was very reluctant after eating, she still took the initiative to get up and leave.

Shang Jin was tired all day today, he didn't want to occupy the already pitifully little rest time of the male god.

When Lin Ling was lying on the bed after washing, he took out his phone and saw that Shang Yan had sent him a message not long ago:

Shang Jin: 【Good night. 】

Lin Ling hugged her phone and giggled for a while before replying: [Mr. Shang, good night~]

After sending the message, Lin Ling was still not satisfied, hugged the quilt and rolled on the bed twice, wrapped herself into a silkworm chrysalis, then looked at Shang Jin's WeChat profile picture and whispered:

"Good night male god~"

Lin Ling originally thought that he would be too excited to sleep today, but he fell asleep in less than 10 minutes lying on the bed.

A good night's dream.

Lin Shen woke up at five o'clock the next morning. He got up and sat on the bed | staring at the quilt on his body and meditating for a long time. Finally, resigned to his fate, he lifted the quilt and got up, opened his suitcase and searched.

A few minutes later, in the dimly lit bathroom, Lin Ling squatted on the ground in her new underwear, flushed, washing the underwear she had just changed.

Thinking of the dream she had just now, Lin Ling comforted herself in her heart while being embarrassed - it's okay, normal men will go through this kind of thing, it's not a big deal...

After washing his underwear, Lin Ling lay back on the bed again, but he couldn't fall asleep. The dream before he closed his eyes was played in a loop in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern, so he tossed and turned on the bed Pancakes.

Half an hour later, Lin Ling took out his hands and feet from the quilt to cool himself down, but his mind seemed to be out of his control——

In the dream, there is an individual|position that is so difficult, so he probably can't do it... and the male god doesn't seem to be able to hold himself in that position|position for so long...

After revisiting the pose in his dream again, Lin Ling realized that he wanted to raise the flag again. He paused, and then suddenly buried his face in the soft pillow, cursing in his heart— —

Lin Ling, what's the matter with you, why are you so energetic in the early morning?What high speed!

Do you know that you are so dirty to your male god? !

Thinking so in her heart, Lin Ling stretched her hand under the quilt like a ghost, showing a typical upright mouth and body.

After eight o'clock in the morning, Lin Ling glanced at the pair of underwear hanging side by side in the wind on the balcony with a pair of dark circles under her eyes, and then went out quietly with her bag on her back, not daring to go to 0607 to see Shang Jin In or not.

She just had that kind of dream, and later she thought about Shang Jin doing that kind of thing in a sane state. Now Lin Ling is so guilty that she dare not go to see Shang Jin at all. It's too much to justify around.

Do a full set of plays.

After Lin Ling left the hotel and walked a long way, he had the nerve to send a message to Shang Jin, telling him that he had gone out to play.

Over there, Shang Jin didn't know whether it was up or not, and Lin Ling sent a message for a while without receiving a reply.

Lin Ling waited for a while before Shang Jin returned, then gave up, put the phone back in his pocket and shook his head, then drove straight to his destination this morning.

Half an hour later, Lin Ling got off the car and arrived at today's destination - Pinglin Temple.The national [-]A-level scenic spot is also the most famous scenic spot in Pingcheng.

Although it is a temple, the main hall is on the top of the mountain, and there are side halls from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. It takes a long time to climb the mountain to reach the main hall.

Bodhisattvas are not so easy to see.

It happened that Lin Ling felt that he was too energetic today, so he shook the bag on his back and started to climb the mountain in high spirits.

In order to pass the time of not being able to see the male god this morning, Lin Ling planned to go to every temple to worship.

Lin Ling couldn't tell which Bodhisattvas were enshrined in each temple, and he didn't know which aspect they blessed. He just felt that each of them was kind-hearted, so he worshiped each Bodhisattva in his heart, bless his family and businessmen. Xing is safe and sound, and bless Shang Xing to fall in love with her sooner.

After worshiping the sixth Bodhisattva and giving the incense money and preparing to go out, Lin Ling glanced around and saw the name of the Bodhisattva he just worshiped engraved next to it—Songzi Guanyin.

Lin Ling: "!!!"

Lin Ling was embarrassed, and turned her head to look, and saw that the other people in the hall were old women, middle-aged women or young women.

In general, he is the only man in the entire Guanyin Temple!

Ignoring the subtle eyes of other people looking at her, Lin Ling blushed and hurried out of the Guanyin Hall as if fleeing.

It can be said to be very embarrassing.

Sorry to stop any longer, Lin Ling quickened her pace and continued to climb up to the next hall, as if behind her was not the Guanyin Hall but the Raksha Gate.

Lin Ling, who was full of confidence, was a little tired after worshiping seven or eight temples. He leaned on the guardrail and looked up—well, he hasn't reached the halfway up the mountain yet.

The weather was so cold that he was sweating a little on his back after climbing the mountain.

Lin Ling took out a bottle of water from her backpack and drank a couple of sips, then wiped her mouth and rested for a while before preparing to move on.

When Lin Ling arrived at the next hall, his eyes were immediately attracted by the two big trees covered with red silk in front of the hall.

The red silk fluttered against the wind, and it looked very beautiful from a distance. Seeing this scene, Lin Ling was inexplicably excited.

Under the tree, there were still many couples throwing red silk onto the tree, Lin Ling thought - he wants to hang it too!

Lin Ling found a couple who were trying to throw them on a tree, and wanted to ask how they could get the red silk in their hands.

The couple kept dropping the red silk after throwing it up, and the girl became a little impatient after repeating it. Girls are always sensitive. She felt that it was very unlucky for the red silk to keep falling, as if she was not optimistic about the relationship between the two of them.

The girl was irritated when she suddenly heard a strange man's voice: "Hello, how can I get this in your hand?"

Turning around impatiently, the girl was about to roll her eyes when she met Lin Ling's handsome smiling face, and was instantly stunned——

What a handsome little brother!

Just why does it look familiar?Has she seen this little brother somewhere before?

Seeing the girl staring at him in a daze, Lin Ling smiled at her again, the girl came back to her senses, and explained to him in a low voice with some warmth.

Then Lin Ling knew that if she went to the temple behind her to burn incense and pay for the incense, she could get a piece of red silk presented by the master inside, on which she could write the names of herself and her sweetheart and hang it on the tree outside.

It is said that the higher the red silk is hung, the more stable it is, which proves that the two people whose names are written on it have a deeper relationship and can be blessed and blessed by the Bodhisattva.

Lin Ling's eyes lit up, and after thanking him politely, he happily entered the hall - he wanted to write his name and the male god's name on it together!

When Lin Ling had entered the hall, the girl's eyes were still looking at him in a daze.

The boyfriend of the girl next to her was unhappy, and gently tugged at her hair, and said in dissatisfaction, "You still watch when everyone is gone! I'm your boyfriend here!"

Suddenly regaining consciousness, the girl looked at her boyfriend and frowned, and explained: "No, I think that person looks familiar just now, I seem to have seen him somewhere."

The boy looked at her faintly, and said, "You look familiar to the handsome men outside."

Amused by her boyfriend's resentful tone, the girl slapped him, and pretended to be serious: "You still have the mood to joke, hurry up and find a way to hang this red silk on it."

After such a small episode, the girl's impatience just now disappeared, and she regained her mentality to hang the red silk with her boyfriend.

Lin Ling in the hall was completely unaware of what was happening outside, and he was holding the red silk music given by his master at the moment.

Borrowing a black pen from the master, Lin Ling found a place with relatively few people, put the red silk on the protruding rocks, and wrote his and Shang Yan's names on one end devoutly.

After finishing writing, Lin Ling still felt that it was not enough, so she drew a small heart in the middle of the two names, and then neatly wrote on the other end - I will be promoted by your CP for a lifetime!

After finishing writing, the next sentence automatically popped up in Lin Ling's mind: After pushing, a bunch of students will be born.

This sentence was okay when I thought about it, but Lin Ling thought that he had just paid homage to the Guanyin of Songzi...

Shaking her head violently to regain her senses, Lin Ling said "Amitabha Buddha" in her heart and returned the pen to the master, then excitedly ran to the tree to hang it up.

Wrap a few gravels on both ends of the red silk, Lin Ling heard from the master in the hall that this is a metaphor that the two people on the red silk are stronger than gold.

After wrapping it up, Lin Ling walked around under the tree twice, and finally settled on a branch that looked relatively empty on top.

It's up to you!

Lin Ling took a visual inspection, took a deep breath after choosing a location, and then threw it up vigorously...

After throwing it out, Lin Ling was still a little nervous and closed his eyes. After a few seconds, he heard a loud crash.

It was over, the red silk fell, and he heard the sound.

Lin Ling opened her eyes with a 'thump' in her heart, and immediately looked at the ground, but she didn't see any red silk that had fallen from the ground after scanning around.

Lin Ling raised her head in doubt - didn't she drop it?

As soon as Lin Ling raised her head, she was blinded by the redness in her eyes. There were too many red silks hanging on them, and they were all the same, so she couldn't make out the names written on them.

Obviously heard the sound of stones hitting, why is there no sound on the ground?

Lin Ling searched around the tree resolutely, but she still couldn't find it.

Just when Lin Ling frowned in confusion, a strange voice came from behind him:

"If you are looking for the red silk you just threw, you should not look down on the ground, but look up the tree."

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Lin Shen: I'm so filthy, my male god doesn't know,

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