The Best Actor and the Non-Captive Canary

Ling Mu showed up at the door of Yuan Lai's dormitory on time at eight o'clock in the morning, and Yuan Lai was still sound asleep with his head covered.He patted and yelled for a long time, finally lifted the quilt covering his head, Yuan Lai opened his eyes, and asked in bewilderment, "What's wrong?"

"Get up and go to the dance studio." Ling Mu said.

"Crazy, what time is it..." Yuan Lai fell back into the pillow as he spoke, looking as if he was going to fall asleep immediately.

Ling Mu patted him again, frowned slightly and said, "It's eight o'clock, didn't you tell me to come earlier?"

"Sleepy, I'll sleep a little longer..." Yuan Lai muttered and turned over to face the wall, leaving only his back.

Seeing this, Ling Mu said coldly: "Then you can dance to the video yourself." After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Yuan Lai knew how much he weighed. God didn't give him a little dancing talent when he was created.He hurriedly opened his mouth to call Ling Mu to stop, a carp sat up straight from the bed, rubbed his head that was arched into a chicken coop on the bed, and complained: "Get up, you are so annoying."

"You're annoying too." Ling Mu said not to be outdone.

Yuan Lai got off the bed and took his slippers into the bathroom to wash up, while Ling Mu stood by the corridor window and waited for him.He looked down at his watch from time to time, and when the minute hand was about to go 90 degrees, he went in and knocked on the door of the bathroom, and said impatiently, "How long do you have?"

The door was not closed tightly, and it opened automatically after he knocked twice.Yuan Laizheng raised his hair and tied it on the back of his head. He looked left and right and adjusted it for a long time. He seemed dissatisfied, so he raised his hand to remove it and tie it again.He met Ling Mu's eyes from the mirror, and said, "It will take a while, why don't you go to the cafeteria to eat first, and I'll go find you later."

Ling Mu sat alone in the cafeteria and ate breakfast slowly. When he was almost finished, he saw Yuan Lai coming in with a baseball cap on his head.

...what's the point of wearing a hat after more than half an hour?He said he couldn't understand.

After leaving the cafeteria, the two of them walked towards the training building together, Ling Mu suddenly asked, "Is the dance room also monitored?"

Yuan Lai gnawed the steamed stuffed bun in his hand without interest, and replied casually, "Yes."

Ling Mu looked at him with some hesitation, and said, "...it seems that I'm going to rub your camera."

Yuan Lai returned him with an expression of 'are you kidding me': "Brother, please stop mocking me, and say that I'm also rubbing against your camera right now."

"... I am an 83rd, what can I do?" He said.

Yuan Lai threw the steamed stuffed bun that he had eaten a few mouthfuls into the trash can on the side of the road, took out a pack of tissues and wiped his hands while saying, "Did you know that a film star canvassed for you on Weibo yesterday?"

Startled in Ling Mu's heart, his steps stopped: "...Who?"

"Yan Qiujing, I read on the Internet that the two of you seem to have recorded some programs together?" Yuan Lai was a little puzzled and said, "You have good resources, why did you only rank above 80 at the beginning?"

When Ling Mu heard the name 'Yan Qiujing', his heart felt as if he had overturned the seasoning, and his chest was so stuffy that he felt a little uncomfortable.

Yuan Lai next to him seemed to have suddenly realized something, and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck!" He looked at Ling Mu with a complicated expression and said, "Dude, you can't be a fucking man with a script in hand, right?"

"No." Ling Mu walked forward slowly, looking a little absent-minded.

Yuan Lai took a few steps to catch up with him, and he muttered, "Why didn't this film king help me solicit votes, the current CP fans are so biased..."

He was thinking about what kind of ticket Yan Qiujing would pull for you, when he heard the second half of the sentence, he turned to look at Yuan Lai and asked, "What CP fan?"

Yuan Lai got angry when he asked this: "Isn't it because you forced me to take off my pants and go to bed with you last night, and now our little yellow pictures and little yellow texts are probably flying all over the sky. Damn, my wife can't figure it out." Why are you crying at home?"

"?!" Ling Mu couldn't believe it, and he asked again: "Then what's the matter with Guan Yan Qiujing?"

"Yan Qiujing is a CP fan of both of us. He even liked a CP video of ours this morning. The three of us are probably still trending on the hot searches..."

"???!!!" Ling Mu was even more unbelievable.

"Hey, are you saying that he is sick? My friend's cp is shaking..."

Ling Mu blurted out: "Is he an idiot?!"

The two entered the bathroom on the second floor of the training building again. After making sure that there was no one else in the bathroom, Yuan Lai inserted the latch, took out a mobile phone from his pants pocket and handed it to Ling Mu, while he leaned against the sink to smoke.

Without saying a word, Ling Mu lowered his head and flicked on the screen in his hand, his face turned livid, and the strength of his hand almost broke the screen.Yuan Lai was so frightened that he quickly took the phone back from his hand and checked it for a long time. The baby was so precious, he glared at Ling Mu and said angrily: "Fuck, I managed to hide it, if you fucking break it for me, I will Do you believe that I will definitely let you appear on social news tomorrow!"

Ling Mu's face was sullen and he didn't speak, his mind was in a mess.

His bad mood was not because of Yan Qiujing.

It didn't take much thinking to know that the idiot slipped his hand again while swiping Weibo.

He could even imagine Yan Qiujing's expression of gnashing his teeth in pain and hatred when he saw this video. That ancestor might have knocked over a few vats of jealousy now.

What really made him uncomfortable was that he saw his slang words in the hot topic, and couldn't resist clicking on it.

A Weibo with more than [-] retweets was floating on the trending list, and the person who posted it was an id he knew very well.

@陵土死今日了？

Is it possible to be a little lower if you want to rely on fried CP to wash your whites?

If you don't vote, I won't vote, Ling Mu, don't try to stand out.

If you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you, Ling Mu goes home and sleeps.

#Boycott Ling Mu starts with you and me#

The comments were even more harmonious, and netizens emerged one after another shaking their wits, what:

Vote for him today, tomorrow your mother will be in the sky.

Vote for Ling Mu today, and live in the mausoleum tomorrow.

……

In less than 5 minutes after he clicked in and read it, the comments and reposts were still skyrocketing in thousands.All of a sudden, it seemed that cursing Ling Mu had become a new fashion, and Ling Mu's eyes were a little swollen from the vicious doggerel that filled the screen and the stinging hahaha.

When Yuan Lai snatched the phone back from him, the Weibo was still on the screen. Yuan Lai glanced at it, rolled his eyes and complained: "These idiots can't rhyme, but they have the nerve to come out and force them." What?" Yuan Lai stuffed his phone back into the inner pocket of his jacket, looked at Ling Mu who was standing beside him in a daze, and there seemed to be a touch of schadenfreude in his sympathy: "Now I finally know why you are ranked It’s so low, scolding you seems to be very pleasant, and it makes me feel a bit like a follower hahaha, buddy, did you kill someone or set fire to it, it’s too miserable."

Ling Mu didn't speak, he pushed Yuan Lai aside from the sink, turned on the tap and washed his face with cold water.

The gloom in my heart didn't disappear half of it because of this cold touch.He glanced at himself in the mirror blankly, then looked down at the name tag on his body, and suddenly felt that the word Ling Mu, who had followed him for more than 20 years, became harsh and unfamiliar at this moment.

Yuan Lai patted him on the shoulder, looked at Ling Mu in the mirror and said, "A lot of people scolded me as if searching my name on Weibo, and there were all sorts of nasty things, but I won't let them scold me."

Ling Mu raised his head to meet his gaze, there were still drops of water on his thin chin, he saw Yuan Lai smiled.

"When I become popular, those bastards will be pissed off."

The corners of Ling Mu's pursed lips suddenly curved slightly, and his expression soon returned to normal.Ling Mu turned to pull the latch, and said, "Write down your actions this morning."

Yuan Laigang's arrogant and arrogant expression suddenly collapsed, he discussed with Ling Mu with a sullen face, "One day..."