Poisonous milk became the film king and found out that I was actually Bai Yueguang [Entertainment]

The next morning, Lei Fuchao woke up lying on the bed in the bedroom. ----Fast update, no anti-theft.-*--

Maybe it's because the schedule is a bit tiring, maybe it's because it's the first day of going home to sleep recently, and it's rare for him to sleep until dawn.

At this moment, he turned his head slightly to one side, and saw that there was still a thermos cup standing on the bedside table, but today there was a fist-sized Pikachu doll beside the thermos cup.

Lei Fuchao stared at that Pikachu motionlessly for a while, then reached out and grabbed it in his hand, propped himself up and got out of bed and went to the living room to have a look.

There was no one in the living room, but the prepared breakfast was placed on the dining table covered with plastic wrap, and the chopsticks were also arranged.

The pair of Pikachu slippers he gave to Xiao Ping last night pointed meekly at the front of the doormat, and Xiao Ping's casual shoes that were originally on the doormat disappeared.

Xiao Ping seems to have left.

Lei Fuchao dangled the tall little Pikachu in front of his eyes, sat down and called Xiao Ping a few times, but no one answered.He turned to call Chen Jiantan, but Chen Jiantan answered.

"Xiao Ping went to the set." Chen Jiantan said so.

"He didn't tell you why he left?" Lei Fuchao didn't pay any attention to Chen Jiantan's words.

"No." Chen Jiantan had no choice but to acquiesce.

Lei Fuchao comforted him a few words, hung up the phone, and called Liu Tiao again.

It's just that after the phone call from Liu Tiao, Lei Fuchao was even more at a loss.

Liu Tiao said that he only sent Xiao Ping yesterday's inspection report from Lei Fuchao and the general situation when the accident happened that year. This surprise left without saying goodbye.

At this moment, he didn't bother to blame Liu Yuan for betraying him, and dialed Xiao Ping's number several times, but no one answered.

After being silent for a while, he stopped typing and prepared to go to work after a hasty breakfast.

Xiao Ping accidentally took the car keys away, and quietly stuffed them into the pocket of his thickest down jacket, probably to persuade him to wear this jacket today.Depending on the weather and temperature, Lei Fuchao originally planned to wear this one, but now he changed his mind and changed into another one.

On work days, Lei Fuchao usually gets into the car around seven o'clock, and arrives at the Legend Company at seven forty. Today, he was delayed for a little time. It is already ten past seven. He just opened the car door, and suddenly Jumping up, a young man wearing earmuffs cheerfully handed him a cup of hot milk and greeted him: "Mr. Lei? Good morning, be careful of traffic jams and be late!"

Lei Fuchao narrowed his eyes and took the milk. Seeing that the other party turned around and was about to leave, he quickly called him and asked carefully: "What's your name?"

"Just call Xiao Zheng." Xiao Zheng was quite surprised at first, and then immediately showed a look of sudden understanding, and explained, "Your fiancé hired me to deliver milk to you every day during his business trip."

Lei Fuchao: "..."

Why are you a fiance?Xiao Ping is quite good at pushing his nose on his face. .

But after figuring out what was going on, Lei Fuchao nodded, stopped talking, and drove on the road.

After a busy morning, he patiently called Xiao Ping again during the lunch break, but still no one answered, but someone came to deliver something to him again.

Assistant Xiao Lu sent him a large box of cut fruits and a red rose from the front desk, and teased him with a smile: "Brother Lei, are you in love? Isn't it the one who was on the hot search together before?"

Lei Fuchao was speechless, he smiled and waved his hands to change the subject: "Let's share the fruit."

As for that flower, no matter where he puts it, it is too fancy and conspicuous, and it will definitely attract a lot of ridicule like this. He thought about it a few times with anger, but he was reluctant to throw it away, so he finally had to put it in the inner pocket of his coat , ready to take home at night to put in a vase.

After putting away the flowers and buttoning his coat, Lei Fuchao took out his mobile phone and logged on to Weibo, found all the photos with other people except Xiao Ping in the phone album, and posted twenty or thirty Jiugong grids in one breath.

He doesn't like taking photos very much. Almost all the photos in his hand are group photos. There is only one kind of solo photo: Xiao Ping took it for him in the past.

Not long after the twenty or so nine-square grids were posted, the comments began to be confused in a uniform manner.

Lei Fuchao: "Today I sorted out the photo album on my mobile phone, and took a look at the group photos I took casually over the past ten years."

Comment area: "It's not that I want to be ky. If it's ten years, then why doesn't everyone have that one?", "Front row, can I understand this melon?", "Ten years? Where is Xiao going?" Already?"...

Good question.

Lei Fuchao flipped over the sign for comment C, and replied, "I want to ask too."

Comment C: "???"

But Lei Fuchao didn't expect that Xiao Pingzheng refused to answer his calls, but instead lurked on his Weibo.

Xiao Ping immediately replied to him: "Σ(°△°|||)︴ is here!"

Lei Fuchao: "..."

Lei Fuchao had no choice but to communicate with him in the comments: "Why didn't you answer my call?"

Xiao returned in seconds.

Xiao Ping: "(;′⌒`) I'm afraid to hear your voice and feel homesick."

Xiao Ping: "(╯°Д°)╯Did you receive the things I sent you? Have a good meal, I'm going to be busy, let's talk."

... In a daze, Lei Fuchao seemed to see the people who were about to eat melons waving to him again.

He couldn't lose his temper anymore, and even if he wanted to, he didn't know whether to complain about those emojis or something else first.

The melon-eating troops hadn't arrived yet, but at the same time as Xiao Ping's response, Lei Fuchao heard several similar and slightly different exclamations from all around him: "Cow beer...!" "Tsk. "Wow." "Wow." Among them, the assistant Xiao Lu's expression was obviously full of intense excitement of secret gossip, and his eyebrows almost flew to the top of the sky.

Lei Fuchao didn't even bother to think about how many people here were too idle to eat his melons.

"Working overtime today." He leaned back in his chair and announced suddenly without preparation, "Try to finish Cai Tianwang's business within three days."

It was really a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and there was no sound in the surroundings, and within a few minutes, there was no longer a single cell phone exposed outside.

But in the silence, there was still someone committing crimes against the wind, with a "poof" laugh.

Lei Fuchao immediately turned around following the sound, took the chair around for half a circle, and found that the source of the sound was Mr. Hu who happened to be passing by.

Although he happened to pass by, but his eyes met, Mr. Hu gave him a look of "it's good to be happy, and we will be together for a hundred years".

Lei Fuchao saw it, and it was obvious that Mr. Hu was doing the same thing.

And only 10 minutes later, he posted a new post on the homepage of a well-known anonymous forum in China, with the title: "Eating the melons of the superiors is really exciting!"

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After getting off the plane and riding to the destination, Xiao Ping let out a long breath of cold air to the head of Outer Space Film and Television City.

Despite such a name, there is actually no sense of science fiction in this place, because it is located in the northwest, and the natural scenery has an inherent style. It is basically an out-and-out costume film and television city.

Xiao didn't have a lot of luggage, so he didn't find a hotel to check in first, and just picked a hotel nearby to fill his stomach with his luggage.

There are tourists in the film and television city, there are young actors who have just joined the industry, and there are many old birds who are not unfamiliar with him at all. Although he wore two scarves to guard against the cold air and strong wind in the northwest, he still attracted people along the way. After several times, I hurriedly turned back with half-belief.

While ordering and waiting for the food to be served, he flipped through his phone and saw that Lei Fuchao had posted a series of group photos on Weibo.He counted the heads and glanced at them, and there were a total of one or two hundred different photos, all of which were photos of Lei Fuchao with other people, and there was no trace of his face in them.

Xiao Ping was actually not very unhappy about this.

In those photos, Lei Fuchao is often very happy, with a genuine smile and relaxed eyes looking at the camera.

but.

He called up his mobile phone photo album and found a few photos of himself and Lei Fuchao, and took a closer look - sure enough, in the photos that he participated in, Lei Fuchao would not simply look directly at the camera, would he? Let the peripheral vision fall on him obviously, try to see his reaction when the photo is taken, even though looking directly at the camera, there must have been a hand sneaking up on him to make trouble.

He had discovered this a long time ago, perhaps because Lei Fuchao didn't like to look through photos, it seemed that Lei Fuchao hadn't discovered it for a long time.

Therefore, Xiao Ping's mentality did not fluctuate.

But he realized that Lei Fuchao must be very angry now.

Originally, he planned not to say a word, either to solve the doubts quickly, or to go away and never return, so as not to break the ties, but he was really afraid that Lei Fuchao would make some mistakes in his anger.

After much deliberation, he still responded with a few comments.

In the message sent by Liu Tiao last night, it was clearly stated that Lei Fuchao gave up acting because of the injury at that time, and it was also mentioned that Lei Fuchao did not receive the most appropriate treatment at all because of the money problem at hand. I was discharged from the hospital halfway.

He didn't expect it to be so serious.

Judging from Ruan Yu's reaction, probably in order not to worry her, or because there were other difficulties in the family at that time, Lei Fuchao never mentioned himself to her.

Xiao Ping had no choice but to assume that if he had been there at the time, he would have tried his best to solve these problems, he would have let Lei Fuchao survive alone, he would have lost so much, he would have been unhappy anywhere ...

It must be extremely difficult to change from an ordinary person to a seriously injured one. He can make Lei Fuchao happy in different ways, raise money so that he can receive the best treatment within the effective time, and stand by his side when he recovers. Telling jokes lazily, even if it affects the future is a foregone conclusion, he can still lie next to Lei Fuchao every morning to comfort him and gradually find new fun with him.

But it's useless to imagine, he likes Lei Fuchao as a rare treasure, but he completely missed the time when Lei Fuchao needed him the most.

Now, if it was him, he probably wouldn't be able to accept the other party directly without any grievances, not to mention that Lei Fuchao was accompanying him during his low tide period without regard for gains or losses.

Throwing down the phone, Xiao Ping hastily grabbed a few mouthfuls of food, collected his mood during the meal, and prepared to go to Zhu Yi for questioning in a natural manner.

It's just that when he picked up his phone after paying the bill, he subconsciously checked the new message notification again.

Many people replied to him, including Lei Fuchao.

He was a little surprised, he thought that Lei Fuchao would be so angry that he would ignore him.

Most of the people who replied to him were melon-eating netizens or fans under Lei Fuchao's Weibo, and most of the content said "666" or "hahahaha" in emoticon to his sarcasm, which was also malicious. , for example, "Crowds watching the rotten coffee" or "Uh, men are too greasy with kaomoji?".

He checked the time carefully, Lei Fuchao's reply was sent 10 minutes after his last comment.

Lei Fuchao: "(;′⌒`) Be careful all the way."

After all, this is still under Lei Fuchao's Weibo, so Lei fans swarmed up, and began to sigh with emotion: "It's so cute to use emoji!" Is it really okay to act cute like this at an old age???"...

Xiao Ping's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Outsiders can't understand it, but of course he can understand it. Lei Fuchao probably didn't want to make a sound anymore. When he saw those malicious comments, he turned back to stand with him. He even copied and pasted the emoticons he used his.

Lei Fuchao is obviously a person who is too embarrassed to wear a shirt with a cat's head on it outside the house.

Sitting in the same place in silence for a while, Xiao Ping lit another cigarette, breathed a sigh of relief, returned to his Weibo homepage, and chose to post a new Weibo.

@肖纯: "Ah, I want to get married."