please stop teasing me

As soon as Jiang Yu went downstairs, Qi Mu blocked the stairs.

Because of the painful memory when he was young, he was afraid that the friend he cared about would turn into a speechless corpse again, so he rejected all possibilities of becoming friends, and Qi Mu's aggressive enthusiasm made him feel uncomfortable and couldn't help but back away After a few steps, he frowned and said, "Is there something wrong?"

"Hey, why is your face so red? Have you been scolded?" Qi Mu carefully looked at Jiang Yu's face, for fear of poking his wound.

Jiang Yu managed to suppress the hotness in his heart. After he mentioned it, his soft and waxy crying voice rushed up like an electric current, and he turned his face away in panic: "It's okay."

Seeing that he turned his head away, Little Sun Qimu knew that he must have been scolded and was too embarrassed to tell others, and wanted to lick the wound himself.

So pitiful.

I really want to hug him and comfort him.

Just now in class, Mr. Wen asked Jiang Yu to go upstairs with a hesitant expression on his face, and followed immediately after the class was over.

Now Jiang Yu went downstairs with a blushing face and no love...Qimu felt that he must have experienced Lu Chuiye's horrific treatment upstairs.

He is a die-hard fan of Lu Yuye, so he naturally knows what happened before.

Because of Wen Xiaozi's momentary soft-heartedness, he agreed to a friend's request in the entertainment industry to let a newcomer from their company do the voiceover.

This was originally a good thing, but the bad thing is that this little fresh meat played big names and made a blind match. After the broadcast, the non-yin studio had a name for itself. His fans blocked the door, destroyed the equipment and insulted the non-yin members. The show was delayed, and in the end even the studio had to relocate.

Lu Chuiye suffered the most grievances at that time, because he was the boss and the face of Feiyin, he had to bear the burden of the wind and rain, and endured all kinds of unspeakable insults.

When Jiang Yu came here, it was only three months since that incident, how much Lu Chuiye rejected him... Qimu felt that he could guess it with his toes.

He secretly noticed Jiang Yu, like an isolated island that no one is allowed to approach, he has been in class for two weeks, and he has no friends all the time, he must not be confident if he doesn't want to talk to people.

Um, I heard that many people in the entertainment industry suffer from mild or severe depression. He may have been suffering under the surface, maybe he also has social phobia.

As long as Qimu thinks about it, he feels that his love for Jiang Yu is as deep as the Mariana Trench.

He stepped forward, patted Jiang Yu on the shoulder, and promised earnestly: "Don't worry, if Teacher Lu insists on driving you away, I will definitely support you!"

Jiang Yu:? ? ?

Qimu said again: "I know you feel sad when you are scolded, but Mr. Lu is a very nice person, he just looks fierce."

Jiang Yu glanced at him:? ? ?

What the hell is he talking to himself?

Qi Mu wanted to say more, but Jiang Yu's cell phone rang at this moment, and he raised his hand: "Sorry, answer the call."

Nie Chenghua lowered his voice and said incoherently: "Are you busy there? There are a lot of things these days, and what time will it end tonight?"

Jiang Yu looked at the time, then looked back upstairs, and replied: "There are still two hours to finish class."

Nie Chenghua hesitated for a while, then asked again: "By the way, tomorrow is a day off. How long will you be in class?"

Jiang Yu frowned: "There is no class in the dubbing class tomorrow. What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Nie Chenghua laughed twice and said: "It's okay, I just want to ask if your course is tight, and if you have a role to match?"

Jiang Yu hummed in a low voice, that is, he performed poorly today... After so many recordings, he must have a very bad impression of himself.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes in frustration, and even lowered his voice a few degrees.

He obviously wanted to come to learn, to touch the path he walked, to quietly bloom a flower in his radiant field, to show him the wind.

As a result, he performed so poorly.

Nie Chenghua said: "Okay, you go ahead and I'll come pick you up later."

After hanging up the phone, before the person on the other side could speak, he bluntly smiled: "Please tell Mr. Zhou, we appreciate your kindness. Xiao Jiang really doesn't have time these days, next time..."

"I don't know what's good!" The man stood up with a sneer: "Mr. Zhou wants Jiang Yu, you'd better recognize it clearly, if you fight against Huaji Entertainment, he doesn't want his future, and you don't want it either?"

Nie Chenghua watched him go away with an apologetic smile, and cursed a few times inwardly. These high-level executives in the entertainment industry can compare how many little fresh meat and flowers they have slept with behind their backs, and each one is dirtier than the other.

He didn't believe that this old thing could really force Jiang Yu to fail.

**

09:30 in the evening.

Lu Chuiye reckoned that it was past twelve o'clock when he returned home after recording the film, so he simply boarded YY in the lounge of the studio.

He opened the door and looked for his coat. It was clearly on the chair last time, where did he throw it?

Lu Chuiye bent down and glanced under the table, but found nothing, the corners of his brows unconsciously twitched, it could not be that the vegetable bag was used as a cushion.

"...vegetable bag!"

"Meow~"

As soon as Lu Chuiye raised his head, he was caught off guard by a pair of fleshy claws right in the middle of the door, and slapped his tall nose bridge.

Baimao Caibao gave him a condescending look, turned his buttocks and walked away noble and glamorous.

"Hiss." Lu Chuiye: "Little beast."

At the end of the vegetable bag's pace, his coat was neatly folded on the table, with the corners flat as if they had been ironed.

Yo, which clever snail girl?

Wen Xiaozi?

...Forget it was a conch.

Lu Chuiye casually shook off his jacket and put it on his shoulders, reclined back on the sofa, stretched his long legs to put on the pedals, and began to copy the channel number given by Wen Xiaozi.

Scene of the [-]th Anniversary Concert of Shuishengge.

Lu Chuiye seldom goes to YY, and the live broadcast is only favored once every three to five months. The entertainment software on his mobile phone is about zero, but all this does not affect his popularity at all.

As soon as he went online, the crackling friend requests and greeting messages rushed in like a dam, and then... his phone died.

Lu Chuiye was silent for a long time, and thought about it seriously, why didn't he ask Wen Xiaozi to borrow his phone just now.

During the three to five minutes of the crash, the number of people online on the Shuishengge channel rose from 5 to 97. When Lu Chuiye went downstairs and found Wen Xiaozi to give him the script he was going to use tonight, when he came back, he glanced at the number of people online and it had already exceeded [-]. Ten thousand.

Lu Chuiye looked at the fast-paced subtitles on the channel, put his cheeks on his cheek and smiled, quietly and obediently being his guest, waiting for the host to hug him to the preface.

He came on guard, so he was three to five minutes early.

Wen Xiaozi scratched the wall anxiously before eight o'clock, "Although Shuishengge is an online matchmaker, it can be regarded as the same robe with us. You are concerned about the friendship in the war, so you are not allowed to dove! You are not allowed to hang out." Someone is waiting for you."

Lu Chuiye turned his head from the dubbing room, took off his earphones and let out a sneer. The sound came clearly from the monitor earphones, which almost made Wen Xiaozi want to smash his head into the tempered glass.

"If I go early, the fans below will swipe me, will you let the other guests live?"

Although Wen Xiaozi wanted to confuse him with a look of slipping the soles of his shoes, he thought about it, he is a guest of the parachute tonight, so it's not easy to take away his place.

In the dubbing circle, if Lu Yuye wanted to attract the brilliance of others, it was more difficult than making him a good man.

Wen Xiaozi was lucky enough to meet Lu Chuiye's mother once, and after hearing her emotion, he never dared to forget: How could such a thing as Lu Chuiye be born in such a family of Hongmiaozheng.

Tired, Wen Xiaozi told him again not to be late, to speak well, not to be sloppy, and not to show off, so he went next door weakly to instruct the new voice actor.

3 minute later.

Lu Chuiye was hugged by the host, and the little green in front of the wheat lighted up a few times, followed by a low voice and casually smiled: "Miss me? This is not to see you."

Jiang Yu was putting on makeup at this time, and when the voice came to his ears through the earphones, he almost fell off the chair with his legs limp.

The makeup artist almost poked his eyes with an eyebrow pencil, and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Jiang Yu hurriedly said: "I was not careful, you continue."

The make-up artist saw that he had been plugging in his earphones since eight o'clock, probably something urgent, and hurriedly said, "It's almost over, Mr. Jiang, don't worry, you are young and have good skin, you basically don't need to put on makeup. Just a few more minutes."

Jiang Yu nodded to him apologetically, suppressed his crazily beating heart, and heard Lu Chuiye laugh again, "No, he's still in the studio."

——Wow man, why are you still in the studio so late!Are you going to stay up late again? It hurts so much QAQ.

——Oh my husband's voice is still so nice, hurry up and say a few more words, my ovulation period is coming, don't pity me because I am a delicate flower.

——The one upstairs looks like a little brother, go back to take two biology classes and then come to grab my husband from us, get out.

When Jiang Yu heard that he was still in the studio, his mind was full of him still working at such a late hour, and his heart ached, as if he forgot that he had to work until later.

Jiang Yu bit his lower lip, brushed him many flowers and gifts, and brushed a subtitle with his finger lightly touching the screen.

Xingchen Chuino: Teacher Lu is busy with work and should pay attention to rest.

Lu Chuiye lay on the sofa and chatted with fans for a while.

It's interesting to suddenly catch a glimpse of an ID, Xingchen Huino, are you talking about him, Huino?

Lu Chuiye laughed: "Where is the time to rest, I just brought a child to play a short drama in the afternoon, it's beautiful, it's waiting for Party A to audit the sound."

Jiang Yu blushed suddenly, sweetly thinking that the child he said was himself, it was him!

Lu Chuiye often speaks in a condescending tone, and Jiang Yu always feels a sense of pampering every time he says this.

Children, children.

Jiang Yu blushed and wanted to ask, what does Teacher Lu think of the child, is he behaving well?How do you like it?Is there anything wrong?Is there anything you don't like about...

Countless questions were like boulders pressing down on the crater, restlessly agitating and jumping. He suppressed his emotions and dared not ask. He was afraid that he would see the clues and his identity. After thinking about it, he pressed it carefully. bottom of my heart.

He himself had so many worries that he dared not ask, but when the fans heard the word Danmei, they immediately boiled over.

——Ahhhhhhhhhhhh hubby! ! !I'm still wondering when I can hear you in a BL drama! !Wow, the dog's life is complete, woo woo woo! ! !

——At this moment, we are all suffering.

——Who is the recipient!How is the sound!Are you still alive under the absolute attack of our third brother? [Kneel down.jpg]

——When will QAQ come out, I want to hear it! !One-person blood book, please husband to match Danmei more in the future!One-person blood book please husband to live broadcast frequently in the future! !One-person blood book please husband laugh again! ! !

——Two blood books.

——Three people's blood book.

——…

Lu Chuiye was amused by the subtitles, for some reason he seemed to be in a good mood tonight, completely ignoring Wen Xiaozi's ardent instructions about not being flirtatious or promiscuous.

"Shou..." He paused for a while, and a low breath came from the earphones, and he chuckled for a while: "It's very soft, very attractive, even your phantom limbs would be hard to hear."