Everyone says we're tying up the hype

Lin Jingzhuo stood there in a daze, with his eyes closed, he felt someone's hand on his head.

He subconsciously turned his head to get away, but accidentally bumped into a cold embrace.

This smell is too familiar to him.

"Mr. Wen?" He was buried in the bath towel and called out tentatively.

There was no response behind him, the man just wiped his hair silently, as if vowing to dry every drop of water on his head, and slowly rubbed a soft towel on his hair with both hands.

Lin Jing's mind was beating like a drum, and his mood, which was a little irritated because of filming, was instantly relieved.

He, Teacher Wen, came to see him.

Line up!

"Wen... cool?"

"No big or small."

The people behind him didn't speak yet, but Wei Jing who was passing by heard it, and made room for the two of them while patting Lin Jingzhuo on the shoulder, "Say hello to Teacher Ren Wen!"

After getting the confirmation, Lin Jingzhuo didn't enjoy the Wenliang brand head wipe service any more. He tore off the bath towel on his head, turned around and took a step away. The tone: "It's really you!"

"Why isn't it me?" Wen Liang stood on a step, a little taller than Lin Jingzhuo, holding a bath towel with his arms outstretched in a hugging posture, he jumped towards the Lin Jingzhuo hooked his hands, "Come here, come here and dry your hair first.

In fact, Wen Liang had already finalized his itinerary last night. Zhuang Fang and him are old friends, so there is a reason for him to come to visit the class.

The fake show will only start recording tomorrow, but after Wen Liang communicated with the program team, he successfully brought the camera today and said that it is possible to shoot a little tidbit.

All this was done under the contemptuous eyes of his manager.

But Boss Wen, who has been around for a week, wants to take a vacation willfully, who can stop him.

Moreover, Wen Liang even thoughtfully arranged a promotional itinerary for them. The reasons and motives for visiting the class were all identified, and Lin Jingzhuo would not be mentioned if someone took a photo and spread it.

Mobility is strong.

Lin Jingzhuo stood back obediently, pursed his lips and lowered his head, while Ren Wenliang continued to wipe his head with a towel.

"I watched two of your scenes just now, they were very good." Wen Liang was not stingy in his praise of Lin Jingzhuo.

To say that Xueba may have better comprehension in all aspects, Lin Jingzhuo has been in the crew for a long time, and his expressiveness is not comparable to that of ordinary rookies.

The little girl opposite him obviously couldn't handle his scene.

"Really?" Lin Jingzhuo's voice was muffled, but he could hear some happiness.

"What are you doing lying to you?" Wen Liang smiled, "Teacher Wen rarely compliments others."

"En." Lin Jingzhuo responded, and his fingers unconsciously twirled a corner of the towel hanging down, "But it's still... so-so."

It's far from warm and cool.

In contrast, he prefers warm and cool performances, just like his people, light and profound, all emotions can be crushed and melted in one look.

"Don't push yourself too hard." Wen Liang smiled, "You're still young."

"It's not good to say that men are small, Mr. Wen." Lin Jingzhuo suddenly raised his head and got out of the bath towel, almost hitting the tip of Wen Liang's nose.

Wen Liang didn't back down at all, and calmly met Lin Jingzhuo's suddenly enlarged face.

He raised his eyebrows, there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, but when he looked closely at the softness, it was like a spring dream without a trace.

"When we were discussing the plot just now, I didn't say a word, and now I'm starting to shake my wits." Wen Liang took the clothes next to him and passed them to Lin Jingzhuo, "Why didn't you see you so lively when the little girl was crying just now?"

Wen Liang has been here for a long time, and just now she has been standing in the corner watching them filming.

Today's scene is a very important turning point in the story. The young lovers are forced to break up due to reality after being ambiguous for a period of time.

Huo Fan has been unable to find the state of breaking up.

She sat on the edge of the rostrum and just cried, Lihua was sobbing with rain, and she was about to fall into Lin Jingzhuo's arms in the next second.

There is nothing wrong with ordinary idol dramas performing this way, but it is obviously out of date in this youth drama with a depressing main tone.

Lin Jingzhuo, who was next to her, just came out of the rain, dripping water all over her body, sitting beside her in a state of embarrassment, her spine clearly reflected on the wet bed, looking stubborn and fragile.

Zhuang Fang's requirements were high, and Huo Fan NGed five or six times and didn't give it up, but kept telling her the play.

Seeing that everyone beside him was crying, Lin Jingzhuo just sat indifferently, and his biggest reaction was that his legs felt numb, so he adjusted his sitting posture.

As for the little girl with pear blossoms and rain next to her, Lin Jingzhuo didn't even give her an expression from the beginning to the end.

"Then you can comfort her." Lin Jingzhuo took the clothes from Wen Liang's hand, shook the bag, and walked back to the dressing room while shaking his head leisurely, his expression was so rich that he didn't look like him, "You go ah."

The door of the dressing room was closed in front of Wen Liang.

Wen Liang, who was left alone on the spot, put his pocket in one hand, and smiled helplessly with his mouth open.

"You're quite angry with me."

"Yo yo yo yo yo yo warm and beautiful!"

Just when Wen Liang was thinking about why he was scolded by a child every day, an unknown object suddenly hung behind him, and the unknown object was very noisy: "Are you particularly excited to see me!"

"No." Wen Liang glanced back, but didn't move.

"A ruthless and beautiful person." Zhuang Fang pouted, but instead of getting down, he hooked his legs around Wen Liang's waist, hung up the whole body and rubbed his cheek against the back of Wen Liang's neck, "I have been recuperating at home for two years You are really getting more and more beautiful, when will you be able to shoot my film, huh."

"Wait until you grow taller."

"I'll fuck your mother!" Zhuang Fang pushed forward hard.

He is actually not too short, and his height of 175 can be regarded as a medium level among ordinary men, but next to a person like Wen Liang who is 185 and walks 1.9 meters with a net height of [-], he is just a pitiful person Let the dead dwarf stop Liao.

Wen Liang pursed her lips and raised the corners of her mouth.

"You trash! Heartbreaker! That's not what you said when you loved me!" Zhuang Fang has always liked Wenliang, the kind of purebred otaku admires beauties, and when he sees it, he sticks and refuses to let go.

Wen Liang shook his head and smiled.

"Baby Wen, Wen Meili, I am a sharp-hearted person." Zhuang Fang put both legs on Wen Liang's waist, and when he saw that Wen Liang was standing still, he took advantage of him, "I miss you so much oh."

"En." Wen Liang responded with a smile.

"Do you miss me too much? I said it before. Why go home? Let me kick Xu Xuan to live with you. I promise you will die in bed in two days!" Zhuang Fang put on Wen Liang's back. Shangyue talked more and more waves, and he insisted on shaking while talking, "Hey hey hey, think about me, beauty, I promise to love you so much!"

As a result, he had just finished falling in love when a pair of cold eyes greeted him there.

Lin Jingzhuo came out after quickly changing his clothes, his eyes were like ice holes, and he was holding a coat in his hand, staring at his director indifferently.

"Director Zhuang." He called out.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Fang felt a little guilty for no reason.

"I have something I want to talk to Mr. Wen alone." Lin Jingzhuo looked up at Zhuang Fang, his tone was polite, but both inside and outside the words were in the posture of "get off my teacher Wen quickly".

"If you have something to say... say it." Zhuang Fang raised his chin and tried to protest.

Lin Jingzhuo raised his eyebrows, his expression was very dangerous, almost like the upper body of a character in the play, he could copy the chair next to him in the next second and start a fight.

Zhuang Fang was afraid, so he jumped down while thinking about it, and watched Lin Jingzhuo dragging Wen Liang away very unwillingly.

He even held hands!

Dog man man!

The show hype is so real!

In fact, Lin Jingzhuo dared to take Wen Liang's hand only because of his own anger.

The moment he grasped the slender fingers, he faltered.

But fortunately, that hand quickly turned back.

Lin Jingzhuo, who was walking in front of him, lowered his head, put his hands behind his back, pursed his lips and raised the corners of his mouth, dragging the people behind him forward.

Wen Liang didn't resist either, she held her pocket with one hand while being dragged with the other hand, and followed obediently.

The people on the set are now resting near the dining car. Although the disappearance of the male lead is suspicious, Lin Jingzhuo has already asked for leave in the afternoon, so everyone can assume that he has already packed his things and rushed to record the variety show.

However, the parties were clearly not so dedicated.

The filming team brought by Wen Liang was properly placed in the cafeteria of the hotel, but the two key tasks disappeared behind a certain mysterious door.

The staff in charge of the recording looked at Lin Jingzhuo, whose ears were blushing, and Wen Liang, who was calm and elegant behind him, and an unspeakable scene suddenly appeared in his heart.

God knows how much she wants to rush into the screen and shake the fans who are still demanding an apology from the show.

Your Liangchen beauty is really real!

Although the speed of the high-speed rail running in the minds of the staff is really a little faster, the scene in the room is indeed not too different.

Wen Liang was afraid that Lin Jingzhuo would catch a cold, so she sent him to take a shower as soon as he entered the door.When he came out, Wen Liang was watching TV quietly on the sofa holding a warm coal ball.

Lin Jingzhuo likes to lean on the warm shoulder.

He sat on the armrest of the sofa, lowered his head, and silently rested his forehead on the warm shoulder.

Logically speaking, this action is not too much.Compared with the male students of No. [-] middle school who like to cuddle and hug each other in the corridor after class, this kind of action is really unique.

But relying on such a small area of ​​contact, the atmosphere between the two has heated up again and again.

He is really tired.

Wen Liang didn't turn his head, but silently moved a hand away from Wen Meiqiu, and the palm of his hand landed on the back of Lin Jingzhuo's head, patting his hair lightly.

Lin Jingzhuo felt that he had fallen into a soft and safe place.

He reached up and grabbed the corner of the warm clothes.

"You're on the trending search." Wen Liang enjoyed Lin Jingzhuo's softness very much, and leisurely followed the hair on the back of his head to settle the aftermath. He rubbed his belly with one hand while nudging his chin to signal Lin Jingzhuo. Jing Zhuo looked at his phone.

Lin Jingzhuo squinted his eyes and saw the Weibo interface above, and was a little curious about how Wen Liang would look at these things.

When he picked up his phone, he also understood.

The co-author's own son was put under someone else's account book.

Lin Jingzhuo felt that he was dead innocent, and the comments below were full of people who held Lin Huo's banner high and said they were sweet people. The meeting in the corridor in the middle of the night was simply too loving. The kitten must be the crystallization of their CP love.

Wen Liang next to him smiled kindly, with a forgiving look on his face that you cheated on me but I forgive you.

The corners of Lin Jingzhuo's eyes twitched, he gave up struggling, and leaned directly to the side, using his inertia to fall onto the warm legs on the sofa.

This is the most useful place for him to act like a baby with his brother.

The mobile phone was thrown to the farthest part of the sofa, and no one cared about it at all.

"I really didn't do anything."

The CP he engages in is called a cult by all of you, but now what he thinks is simply nonsense is now being said in a decent way.

There is even a picture of the same person below.

It's not at all the same as Liangchen Meijing being hunted down and beaten.

"She tied me up for hype." Lin Jingzhuo complained, "It's none of my business." "Oh?"

"Then you're still with Director Zhuang... so what?" Lin Jingzhuo counterattacked weakly with his pillow on his warm thigh.

"Take care of me?"

"Anyway... it's evened out."