I can't live, I can't afford to die

Xiao Lin tried his best to gossip: "Brother Zhou didn't say whether he drank the soup, just smiled at me and left. Brother Xiao, guess what, I saw Brother Zhou go into Mr. Luo's lounge. "

Although Luo Qing is only an investor, he is very interested in this drama and will visit the set from time to time.For this reason, the crew specially reserved a lounge for Luo Qing.

Xiao Xiao pondered for a moment, and asked, "Is Mr. Luo on the set today?"

Xiao Lin nodded: "Mr. Luo came here last night. No one said anything, and he didn't even bring anyone with him. When he arrived in the group this morning, he was in the lounge all the time and never came out."

Xiao smiled and nodded.Seeing that he was silent again, Xiao Lin tentatively asked, "Brother Xiao, should we go say hello to Mr. Luo?"

Xiao Xiao shook his head: "Since Boss Luo didn't inform the team, it means he doesn't want anyone to bother him, so let's not bother him."

Xiao Lin muttered: "But didn't Brother Zhou go?"

Xiao Xiao snorted coldly: "He? I don't know how many shots can be exchanged for such a pot of soup."

Xiaolin understood Xiao Xiao's implication, and echoed: "That's right, Brother Xiao, I heard that Brother Zhou is very happy in the group these days. The teachers in the photography, directing, and production groups all agree Brother Zhou came very close."

Xiao Xiao was impatient, put down the thermos and said to Xiao Lin: "What are you going to do with him? There are tall branches climbing, do you want to find one too?"

Seeing that Xiao Xiao was annoyed, Xiao Lin hurriedly comforted him: "What do I want those rotten branches for? Isn't there a thick branch in front of me?" He said, hugging Xiao Xiao's arm with a playful smile: "But , Brother Xiao, you are getting more and more imposing now, the few words you said just now sound like brother one."

Xiao Xiao was taken aback for a moment, recalling what he said just now, and the tone of his speech, he couldn't help being surprised.That kind of bitterness really didn't look like Xiao Xiao.

After resting for more than half an hour, the studio started working again.Xiao Xiao was still hung on the wire all afternoon, and when he returned to the hotel at night, he couldn't speak, and felt nauseous when he moved.

But Fang Yizhe also called.Hearing Xiao Xiao's "Hello" with a sleepy smile, Fang Yizhe asked him in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Xiao turned on the phone and put it outside, and threw it beside the pillow. He lay flat, feeling that the ball of bean curd dregs in his head was not shaking so much, and he said weakly: "Brother, today I have been hanging for a whole day. Ya, it's spinning so hard that my brains are loose, now I can't move, and I feel nauseous when I move."

Fang Yizhe was silent on the other side, and then he sighed enviously: "I have been filming for so many years, and I don't know what it feels like to hang Wia. My child, you are really lucky."

Xiao Xiao knew that Fang Yizhe was not feeling well, so he quickly changed the subject: "Brother Yi, did you call for something?"

"Why, I can't chat with you. Is it because I'm so famous now that I have to be billed on time?" Fang Yizhe joked, with a little smile in his voice.

Seeing that Fang Yizhe's mood changed, Xiao Xiao felt relieved, and joked along with his words: "That's not right, now everyone says that I'm a bright star, and even Mr. Luo praises me for acting. First brother, we Familiarity is familiarity, and making money can't be sloppy."

Fang Yizhe scolded with a smile: "Stinky virtues, you are no different from Mr. Liang." After laughing for a while, he said with emotion: "Luo Qing really likes you, and has praised you many times in front of me and in front of Liang."

Fang Yizhe said this with sincerity, without the slightest meaning of joking, Xiao Xiao was not easy to talk about it.He said "no", not knowing what to say.