Everyone says we're tying up the hype

So what kind of program is "Fake Play"?

With a clear theme and great significance, it is suitable for all ages and is loved by audiences.

Generally speaking, it is about the same.

celebrity blind date.

Who is Wen Liang?

At the age of 17, he was just admitted to university and was discovered by a famous director as a talented actor who starred in a movie. When others hadn't taken a few acting classes, he had already gone back and forth in Hong Kong, Venice and Cannes.

He has participated in not many TV series, but each of them is a record-breaking hit, which is completely a myth in the memory of a generation.

And this myth, just turned 30 years old this year.

It just so happens that Lin is a typical generation of children who "grew up watching warm and cool dramas".

Lin Jingzhuo and Wen Liang are 12 years apart, the same sex, one has just come back and the other is going uphill.

The real-name system deduces that two people who have an irreconcilable relationship are going to fall in love.

I'm afraid it's not crazy.

Within 5 minutes of Wenliang Weibo posting, almost all the media were dispatched immediately.When all the online platforms frantically contacted the companies on both sides, wanting to confirm the news and finalize an online interview at the first time, all the major paper media were also caught up in the news, and began to contact the program producers to obtain accurate news sources. , All kinds of true and false news are overwhelming, and headlines are flying all over the sky like snowflakes.

"I can't comment." Lin Jingzhuo poked his phone, frowned and bit his lip with his canine teeth trying to stay calm, "Weibo is paralyzed.

When they rushed to the set, the crew was also discussing this matter.

As soon as Lin Jingzhuo entered the dressing room, a large group of actors from the same group followed.

The first-line actresses in TV dramas who are capable of playing stars and fresh meat are nothing more than enthusiastic gossip crowds in front of the warm and cool Weibo.

"Did you meet a real person when you were in contact before? Mr. Wen, how is it? I just saw him from a distance at a private charity dinner last year, he made me so handsome."

"What is it like to have a name on Teacher Wen's Weibo? I really want to experience it once."

"Teacher Wen is really gentle."

"Teacher Wen..."

"Teacher Wen..."

"temperature…"

Lin Jingzhuo, who was being held by the makeup artist to draw eyeliner, tried hard to resist the urge to roll his eyes.

Wen Wen Wen Wen Wen Wen teacher, he wants to see but can't.

While standing next to Wu Zhi and practicing his sword, Lin Jingzhuo kept flashing that simple Weibo in his mind.

He still hadn't thought of what to reply.

The team of "Fake Drama" came to talk to him very early, saying that they wanted to create a fresh young CP group to help tired people review the beautiful campus romance when they just went to college.

But in the end, seeing that Wei Jing had already prepared more than a dozen campus love TV dramas for Lin Jingzhuo to make up for, it was so sweet, but there was a problem with the program group, and another actor who had talked with him changed his mind temporarily, urgently. A good friend hired by the director was replaced.

Lin Jingzhuo really didn't expect that this good friend would be the famous Wen Liang.

Director, your network is really wide.

Wen Liang is a person, everyone talks about his role like a familiar one.

In the film and television industry, who hasn't written a few small papers for Wen Liang's passion?

But let’s talk about him... “I’m not familiar with him.” During the break, the director talked about Wen Liang, “I’ve met him at work, and it’s easy to talk to him alone. He is both virtuous and talented, dedicated to his job, and I don’t know about the rest.”

"He doesn't socialize much, and he knows all the big shots, all of them are already at the artist level, so we can't talk to each other."

Lin Jingzhuo was holding the script in his hand, and he didn't know where he had already flown.

Suddenly a childhood idol came and wanted to simulate a love relationship with him, Lin Jingzhuo felt a little bit broken when he thought about it.

A few days ago, he took the time to go back to school to get his homework, but this time, his classmates, who were usually calm, were like hungry wolves, chasing him until they surrounded him into a corner.

"Don't touch Wen Liang in our house! Did you hear that!!! My mother won't allow it!!!"

Lin Jingzhuo was holding two dozen papers and three booklets, surrounded by dozens of girls, and felt betrayed for the first time.

It was agreed that he is a rare good-looking person in the liberal arts class, and everyone loves him? ? ? ? ?

"Hey..." Lin Jingzhuo sighed, and silently turned the page of the script in his hand.

It's been a long time, and he's been in this state.

As long as he's not filming, he can think of Wen Liang whenever he thinks about it.

It's also a good thing that he hasn't finished the film yet, and before he meets Wen Liang, Lin Jingzhuo secretly feels lucky.

It's a pity that he flipped through the script in his hand, and he almost folded the footer into a little jumping frog, but Lin Jingzhuo still didn't read a single line.

Everyone just looked at the young man with a jade-like face and a brocade suit with envious and sympathetic eyes, holding his head and rubbing his face against the script in a breakdown.

"This kid is really interesting." In a nanny car parked next to him, An Yuan, the director of "Fake Play", put down his hand blocking the sunlight outside, and smiled back at the back seat.

There was a clicking sound from the lock screen of the mobile phone, and the people in the back seat slowly raised their heads.

"I was the one who scared him." The man's voice was clear and moist, and there was a slight smile in his tone for no reason. It sounded like spring water in a mountain stream in April, clean and refreshing.

The owner of the voice was wearing the simplest white clothes and black trousers. His slender legs were crossed. Because of his height, even sitting in the spacious back seat would inevitably be a bit crowded.

But he didn't look cramped at all, his posture was stretched and elegant.Although the weather was hot, only the top button of his shirt was undone, revealing his slender neck and beautifully shaped Adam's apple.A delicate branch of green bamboo is embroidered on the open neckline, and a little bit of greenery looks elegant and quiet in the large snow-white.

"Don't talk about children, your posture scares even me." An Yuan pulled the back of the chair and turned around, "I asked you to help me out, I originally wanted your studio to put an advertisement, you Why did you go into battle yourself?"

Wen Liang smiled, the corners of his eyes curled into a soft arc, and his amber pupils were extremely clear in the sunlight: "Some time ago, for a social gathering, an old man brought his granddaughter. The little girl has been watching the live broadcast and said she is a classmate. I had a crush on her for more than half a year, but I ended up crying at home every day when I was 100 points lower than others in the exam. I listened to the fun and joined the fun, and found out that it was this elementary school bully."

"Hey, granddaughter. You said you haven't celebrated your 30th birthday yet, so why do you hang out with these grandpas all the time?"

Hearing this sentence, Wen Liang raised his head, and his half-length slightly curly hair fell on his shoulders with the movement of his neck, soft, with the color of warm chestnuts fried in sugar in early autumn: " Then you often look for me. I am very lively with singing and singing every night, and if you refuse to take me with you, you think I am boring, it is too much."

Warm and cool under the sun with a smile, there is a layer of light on the profile of the face, and the exquisite picture is as beautiful as a pictorial.

There was no trace of blame in his tone, but An Yuan was inexplicably afraid to look directly into his eyes.

Sometimes it's not a good thing for a man to be too good-looking.

It is said that there are four kinds of relationships between men that are the strongest, being in the window together, carrying the robbery together, sharing the dirt together, whoring together...

Who the hell dares to take Wen Liang to... go there!

An Yuan and Wen Liang can be regarded as close buddies who have been in touch since college until now, but he asked himself, when he was eating, drinking and having fun outside, he really never thought of calling Wen Liang.

Wen Liang participated in some entertainment activities, no matter how I thought about it, it seemed that Wen Liang would suffer a lot.

"I'm too lazy to tell you." An Yuan pursed his mouth and made a grimace, put on his sunglasses and put down his sun visor, "Let's go, the kids have seen it too, if you stay here later, it will be troublesome if someone notices it."

Wen Liang didn't refute, turned her head and glanced at the little jumping frog sitting on the small bench, oh no, Lin Jingzhuo who was reciting the lines: "I think I should hit it off with the kids."

"They didn't even reply to your Weibo, what are you voting for?" An Yuan mercilessly exposed it.

Wen Liang raised her eyebrows: "Okay..."

"Wait, I'll answer the phone." Suddenly, An Yuan raised his hand in an apologetic gesture, interrupting Wen Liang's words.

Lin Jingzhuo was dragged away by his manager by the collar today.

He is usually used to sitting on his small bench for a while after the show, listening to the director tell others about the play or watching other people's work, which is very different from his original state of packing his schoolbag without hearing the bell at school. .

"What's the matter?" Lin Jingzhuo was still holding the bag of chocolate milk given by the crew in his mouth, holding his pocket in one hand and his schoolbag in the other, following Wei Jing who was trotting with frowning strides.

Wei Jing in the front lowered her head: "Today, Wen Liang's side has publicized, and the media heard the wind and came to block people."

This movie has been filming in Haicheng Film and Television City recently, and it's no secret that Lin Jingzhuo comes in and out every day.

"Oh, yes." Lin Jingzhuo nodded, not panicking.

He was blocked by girls since he was a child, and blocked by the media when he grew up. He has been bravely advancing on this road. He dare not say his experience, but he still has a lot of experience. He took his time and did not worry: "Go slowly."

Wei Jing felt like laughing angrily.

She knew this child was young and mature from the very beginning, but Lin Jingzhuo was refreshing her knowledge of him every moment.

Joining the group for the first time, going on stage for the first time, meeting high-level executives for the first time, and facing thousands of fans for the first time, Lin Jingzhuo was all calm and without any superfluous expressions. The only surprise seemed to be seeing Wen Liang this morning. when the name.

"Are you always able to take such a slow pace?" Wei Jing shook her head.

"That's not necessarily true." Lin Jingzhuo drank the milk in his mouth, raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth, "I'm very anxious to fall in love with Mr. Wen."

You can't talk about people during the day, and you can't talk about ghosts at night.

Lin Jingzhuo really realized the correctness of this sentence.

There was still a drop of overly sweet chocolate milk on the corner of his mouth. Lin Jingzhuo maintained such a wretched posture with his tongue stretched out halfway to lick it or not, with an empty schoolbag in one hand. He looked like a hooligan who skipped class and came out to fight.

It was with this image that he met the legendary Wen Liang.

The man was leaning against the car, without a mask, sunglasses, or even a hat. The man in white clothes and black pants stood in the shade of a tree, and the golden sunlight hit his shirt through the shade. He was forced to lower the temperature.

Lin Jingzhuo stared blankly at Wen Liang for a few seconds, the only thing left in his mind was that he really should wake up those who boasted about his good looks so that they could open their eyes and see the world.

Wen Liang tilted her head, her usual soft smile deepened a bit, her eyes were bent.

"Primary school bully, come with me."