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

According to what Lei Fuchao often said before launching a cold war: Once a war starts, it will not end easily.

——Although in most cases, Lei Fuchao will slowly dissipate if he is seriously coaxed.

But this time Xiao Ping didn't coax him well, so as soon as he sat up, Lei Fuchao chased him and stepped on him lightly.

Xiao Ping was taken aback by surprise, shook the script in his hand, looked at Lei Fuchao across the round table, and only received a cold look.

Xiao Ping:?

If he hadn't been the one who was bumped and teased first, and Lei Fuchao was the first to strike, he would have believed that Lei Fuchao was innocent and knew nothing about it.

On the one hand, Xiao Ping couldn't laugh or cry, on the other hand, he couldn't help sending out his legs that were originally going to shrink back to the chair, and returned Lei Fuchao's eyes that cooperated to the end.

However, because he was worried that his expression would be too abnormal to be discovered by others, his "cooperation" was not well conveyed.

Looking at each other, Lei Fuchao could only see a little cautiousness and a little innocence in his eyes. At the same time, he just felt that the careless and innocent Xiao Ping's legs returned to the center of the table, and he started to compete with him.

Lei Fuchao turned his eyes away from Xiao Ping's face, and focused on two tasks. He listened to Chen Xing's speech, followed the script with his eyes, and played the game of chasing me and chasing me.

Since it was inconvenient to drop the pen by accident again, Xiao Ping couldn't play with him in this aspect, and he couldn't hook him no matter what, but he was hooked and stepped on every time.

It's just that even though he won many times, he didn't dare to stay longer each time, otherwise Xiao Ping would definitely hit him with a stick and clamp him tightly with his legs, preventing him from pulling away.

Even so, he also collected a lot of information step by step that he did not collect with his eyes.

For example, Xiao Ping is wearing a pair of nylon pants today, the surface is a little cool, his trousers are wrinkled by Xiao Ping's caress, and the exposed inch of skin can feel the temperature of the fabric and fabric;

For example, Xiao Ping's socks today should be white socks with a kitten pattern. When they were sorting things in his room the day before yesterday, he saw all the socks that Xiao Ping brought, and there should be only that pair of such texture;

For example, Xiao Ping probably still likes him very much, and now he is very happy, not angry at all, as if he is laughing with his body.

Back and forth, Lei Fuchao gradually remembered one thing.

In a movie he and Xiao Ping made together in the past, his character had a tango scene, which was not long, but the actors themselves had to learn tango.When the director said this, Xiao Ping volunteered to teach him, his expression was particularly eager to try, his eyes were bright, and he still remembered it vividly.

Xiao Ping said: "I learned it when I was young, and my level is not bad."

This sentence made Lei Fuchao a little curious, because Xiao Ping didn't usually dance.

So even though he actually knew how to dance tango, Lei Fuchao pretended not to, and agreed with Xiao Pingjiao smoothly.

Xiao Ping is not bragging, he is indeed a good dancer, he is very good at both male and female steps, and he has changed his daily casual attitude, and even strictly abides by the rule of not smiling when dancing tango.

The only problem is that although Lei Fuchao can dance well, his "pretending to be incapable" technique is not very good.It only took 5 minutes, Xiao Ping couldn't help but glanced up and down at him strangely.

Xiao Ping in that year was far less thoughtful than the present one. Lei Fuchao knew that he had been found out when he saw his reaction.

But it was too embarrassing for him to admit that he was pretending not to dance, Xiao Ping might ask why, after thinking about it, Lei Fuchao simply continued to pretend calmly.

I don't know why, but Xiao Ping is also very cooperative with this, and quickly dropped the strange expression just now, and pretended that he didn't find any abnormalities together.

It was just that after several times of hesitating to speak, Xiao Ping asked him another question he hadn't expected in a low voice: "Lei Fuchao, what kind of perfume do you use?"

He answered, and the next day Xiao Ping bought a bottle of the same perfume, not just that one bottle, and for a long time after that, every morning Xiao Ping would grab him and sniff him with a frown Today's smell, then drilled back into the room, and after a while, it came out with the same smell secretly.

So during that time, even the manager looked at the two of them strangely.

And every time the two of them met this kind of subtle staring, Xiao Ping would secretly glance at him a little uneasy, and when he found that he was not angry, his expression would become happy and lively again, with beaming eyebrows.

In short, it changed back to the expression he loved to see.

After more than half a year, the movie with the tango scene was filmed and released in theaters. It was Lei Fuchao's birthday, and at midnight, the two of them quietly bought tickets to watch a midnight movie in the theater.

It was summer at that time, and the night was sweltering. Before going to the cinema, Xiao Ping suddenly wanted to eat ice cream. I like unpopular ice cream that is hard to get.

Although it wasn't ice cream, Xiao Ping ate it very happily, with sweet cream on his lips, he ate two in a row, and felt cold after eating, so he intentionally sprayed white mist on his face.He avoided it unhappily, and in order to coax him, Xiao Ping gave him another mouthful of the ice cream.

He remembered that he liked the crushed strawberries and the rich chocolate flavor, and actually liked the puffs after eating that ice cream, so that he clearly remembered the location of the small shop.

But five years ago, when he looked for it again, he found that that kind of ice cream was no longer produced.

Regardless of whether it will be discontinued in the future, he and Xiao Ping had a great time playing that night. The time to enter the cinema was much later, but the two of them didn't care much. Wake up, I'll watch eight or ten games with you again, okay?"

He didn't tell Xiao Ping, but he knew it when he heard this. Xiao Ping could see that he was very satisfied with this work.

"Okay," he replied, "I'll treat you to ice cream tomorrow."

Extremely satisfied is extremely satisfied, of course they didn't really go back to the cinema to watch the movie ten or eight times after dawn, but he did treat Xiao Ping to eat ice cream, and Xiao Ping did accompany him all day, In 24 hours, neither of them answered any incoming calls.

Even today, Lei Fuchao's birthday information is still fake, not only for fans, but also for all the friends he met in the entertainment industry.

Because someone will definitely send gifts or simply organize a celebration meal on his birthday, so the birthday he announced to the outside world is always the day after his actual birthday. After leaving his parents, he and Xiao Ping only celebrated together on his birthday.

Although Xiao Ping was quite puzzled for a while, he kept asking him why and told him: "I hope everyone can really wish you a happy birthday." He didn't give an explanation

, that's too nasty.

On that day, half a year after learning to dance tango, Xiao Ping suddenly remembered and asked him: "Brother Lei, why do you pretend you can't dance?"

He guessed that Xiao Ping asked the question knowingly.

He says……

He said, "Because I like it." His tone was full of sincerity and confidence.

As soon as Xiao Ping heard it, he watched him smile, which was an uncharacteristic smile that gradually spread from the eyebrows to the corners of the lips.

Lei Fuchao only recalled this far.

Because a third pair of feet suddenly appeared under the table, he and Xiao Ping bumped into it, both of them stopped, their expressions changed slightly, and they quickly retreated.

Li Di, who was sitting next to him, frowned, said "huh?", and glanced under the table suspiciously.

Fortunately, Li Di didn't find anything, and he didn't get too suspicious, so he shook his legs freely.

Lei Fuchao and Xiao Ping let out a long sigh of relief at the same time.

It seems that Li Di will not withdraw from the table in a short time. After waiting for a few minutes, Lei Fuchao regained his composure and stopped being distracted.

Xiao Ping also adjusted his sitting posture a little bit, turned his pen around, still glanced across the table from time to time, but managed to refrain from messing around.

But not long after, there was a sudden power outage.

The sky is very cloudy today, the thunder sounds like a giant knife splitting the mountain, and the lightning keeps coming. It was only in the afternoon, and once the lights in the room were turned off, it was as dark as night.

Li Di and Lei Fuchao reacted quickly, one immediately lit the lighter, and the other immediately lit up the flashlight on the mobile phone, giving the room a dim light like evening light.

Like most people, Xiao Ping didn't react immediately when the power was cut off, he was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked for Lei Fuchao with his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, there was light in the dark room.

In the bright light, Xiao Ping suddenly realized that Lei Fuchao was also looking at him, while everyone else was either looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, or looking at the light switch next to the door.

Being dazed is only a matter of a second or two. Whether it is looking at a light, a switch, or a certain person, these are the speed of conditioned reflexes.

Therefore, while looking at each other, Xiao Ping instinctively held his breath.

"What's going on?" Li Di was the first to speak in confusion, "Don't worry, everyone, I'll ask the hotel staff."

After he said this, the others reacted almost one after another, taking out their mobile phones one after another to light up.Li Di stood up, and Lei Fuchao, who was sitting next to him, also stood up with him.

As an assistant director, Lei Fuchao is only a nominal student for the time being. Li Di is older than him, so of course he won't just sit in the room and wait.

Xiao Ping watched the two of them lean out the door together, before going out, Li Di somehow glanced at Lei Fuchao, and then glanced at him again with an inexplicable expression on his face.

?

Xiao Ping became nervous, Li Di won't find anything, right?Will you report to Chen Xing?

·

As a co-director next to a famous director who only cares about movies and doesn't care about the lives of actors, Li Di often feels that his emotions are very complicated.

For example right now.

Lei Fuchao walked behind him, and naturally, he subconsciously turned his head to look at Lei Fuchao, and wanted to praise him for being sensible and kind.

But at this glance, Li Di choked.

He saw that one leg of Lei Fuchao's slacks was neat, and the other leg had a dimple turned up at the edge of the trousers. The angle was very mysterious. Under normal circumstances, you can't make such an arc when you put on and take off your shoes.

Li Di seemed to suddenly remember something.

He couldn't help but think of the shoes he'd bumped under the table from both directions, too close together.

He also remembered that during the lecture, Xiao Ping seemed to have lowered his head to pick up a pen once.

Li Di:?What exactly did you two do at that time? ?

Li Di looked suspiciously at Xiao Ping from a distance, and after walking out the door, he took another careful look at Lei Fuchao.

"What's wrong?" Lei Fuchao asked him upon seeing this.

Lei Fuchao noticed the wrinkled trousers when he was sitting at the table, but he didn't expect it to become such a mess, as if he and Xiao Ping had played some special games under the table just now.Reluctantly, he really couldn't bend down, and he didn't have time to tidy up quickly before Li Di saw it.

Facing Li Di's sudden questioning eyes, Lei Fuchao was very guilty, but he was upright on the surface, and after asking, he added even more puzzled: "Is there ink on my face?"

Li Di was dazed for a moment, shaken by his uprightness, the terrible conjecture in his mind was shaken, and he asked tentatively, "Did you feel anything under the table just now?"

"Under the table? What?" Lei Fuchao frowned sincerely and thought for a while, "Isn't the cat not here?"

"It's nothing." Li Di dispelled his doubts, "Let's go."

So the two walked to the lobby.

After walking four or five steps, Lei Fuchao casually asked Li Di: "Brother Li, have you and sister-in-law ever quarreled because she kept something from you?"

"Yes," Li handed back, "We quarreled in all kinds of ways, and we quarreled about everything."

Lei Fuchao didn't expect that asking Li Di was the right person, so he raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "Then how did you get her to tell the truth?"

Li Di thought carefully after hearing the words, and replied after a long while: "Once I went on a hunger strike."

Lei Fuchao: "..."

Lei Fuchao didn't guess that Li Di had this style of painting at home.

Li Di: "Another time I picked up the scissors and threatened her that I would commit suicide."

Lei Fuchao: "..."

Li Di: "Or why don't you try eyedrops to pretend to cry? You actors don't need eyedrops, so you can cry as you please? This trick is very effective, and it's suitable for you!"

Lei Fuchao: "...Thank you Brother Li, I understand."

Li Di seemed very worried about him: "Do you really understand? They are little girls and boys, they just like to tell me that I don't say it, and I don't say it. It's useless to ask. Let's go all out and scare them more .”

Lei Fuchao: "..."

? ? ?Lei Fuchao was full of question marks.