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The night scene was filmed, Mu Xiangyang felt his mind was empty, and he was in a daze. After taking off his makeup and changing his clothes, he said goodbye to Qiao Lang at the next table. After going out, he got into the car and leaned back in the chair , actually fell asleep.

When Qiao Lang came out, he saw Mu Xiangyang's assistant walking around, as if looking for someone, so he went over and asked,

"Have you left yet?"

"Mr. Qiao? Uh... Did you see Brother Mu? Didn't he come out? He disappeared in a blink of an eye..."

The little assistant asked him while holding the phone that couldn't get through.

"I saw him come out, let's look for it..."

Qiao Lang frowned, where did this man go? It was so late, so he thought about putting his things in the car and looking for them afterward.

Dude, opened the door and saw someone fell asleep in his car! !

It may be that his assistant took things back to the car just now, and then forgot to lock it. This guy came out and got into the wrong car.

"People are in my car..."

Qiao Lang told the assistant and asked him to drive back, and he could just send Mu Xiangyang back to the hotel with him.

Qiao Lang also got into the car, and the assistant drove the car silently in front without saying anything.

It should be said that he was sleepy before, but at this moment, Qiao Lang felt that he was extremely awake, and he could still hear the muttering of the young man next to him.

"Junior Brother...Senior Qiao..."

"You are so kind...you are a nice person..."

Ah.

Qiao Lang looked at him with the light in the car at this time. This guy belonged to the Mu family. He knew that the young master of the Mu family came here to film and play, and he would be laughed at if he said it.

The skin is tender and fleshy, and even a little exposure to the sun can make her blush. The eyes are exactly as the director said, beautiful peach eyes, with a sense of aura. In layman's terms, they are...stupid.

I don't know what kind of magic power young master Mu has, he can get along with anyone, he loves to laugh, and seeing him smile makes him feel good.

It feels so weird.

Qiao Lang unconsciously covered his heart, feeling that this emotion was out of control.

It should be because of the plot of the script, he thought.

After realizing that something was wrong with him, Qiao Lang deliberately kept a distance from Mu Xiangyang in the subsequent shooting, trying to calm down and find out the problem.

Nervous like Mu Xiangyang, aware of his sudden indifference, only thought that he was in a bad mood, so she thoughtfully did not bother him too much in her spare time, instead chatting and laughing with the senior sister, that actor, and then went to find that Yuechen The actor came to help him match the words.

So the scene outside the play became that Qiao Lang was reading the script quietly (with a dark face), while Mu Xiangyang was discussing the plot and chatting with other people, talking and laughing.

Well, I feel even worse now.

"Have you eaten yet?"

In the lounge, it was lunch break time, and Mu Xiangyang, who had just walked in, said a word of concern as usual.

"..."

Joram was not in the mood to answer him, didn't look up, and didn't want to answer.

Mu Xiangyang may have gotten used to his aloofness, and he didn't mind, but seeing the unopened lunch box on his table, he understood, and asked,

"Don't you have an appetite, Mr. Qiao? Then what do you want to eat? I still have snacks. How can I not eat..."

"I don't feel hungry, you don't care if I eat or not."

Qiao Lang held his mobile phone in his arms and swiped, half-jokingly, in the tone of arguing with each other.

"Why don't you care, you are my dear junior brother,"

Mu Xiangyang received Qiao's assistant's help-seeking gaze, said exaggeratedly, walked over to open his lunch box,

"Wow, lotus root pork ribs... roasted potatoes, so delicious, Mr. Qiao, how can you resist eating?"

"So it's because of the brothers in the play?"

These words floated in Qiao Lang's mind, and he was inexplicably disappointed.

"Can't I eat it?"

Gradually took the lunch box.

Don't look at him with that coaxing child's eyes, it's a little unbearable.

"You're so good. If you don't know, you'll think you're going to lose weight. You're already tall and thin. If you go on a diet, you'll be as skinny as a bamboo pole..."

Mu Xiangyang was satisfied now, and chattered.

"You don't like thin people?"

When he asked casually, Mu Xiangyang thought he was asking what kind of figure he wanted to cultivate, and answered truthfully,

"Of course I don't want to be too thin, it's best to have abdominal muscles."

Qiao Lang, who was sitting grilling rice, looked down calmly, um, his abdominal muscles should still be there.

"I'll help you answer the words in the afternoon." He said suddenly.

"Huh? Oh, okay, okay..."

Mu Xiangyang was a little surprised, but he accepted it very quickly. Senior Qiao was in the mood to guide him again. That's a good feeling.

When I was busy in the afternoon, several leading actors got together, and the actor of the senior sister looked at the two of them teasingly, and said jokingly,

"I just said that you guys are having trouble, and it will be fine within two days..."

Even the actor Yuechen pretended to be wronged and pulled him,

"Wow, don't you want your little brother?" Second brother..."

"Very good, is this how you act like a baby to Master? Keep it up..."

Mu Xiangyang also patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and joked.

Seeing that the man on the other end looked a bit reluctant, Mu Xiangyang tactfully approached him with the script in his arms, and asked with a smile,

"What's bothering Yuebai?"

Qiao Ran glanced at him indifferently, playing with the prop saber in his hand, with an inexplicable meaning,

"Second senior brother seems to be very popular..."

"Respect the old and love the young, do you understand!"

Mu Xiangyang couldn't bear his "offensive" tone, and with a "snap", the script in his hand passed.

Of course, Qiao Lang couldn't be offended, and immediately began to fight back and forth.

"I'm obviously older than you!"

"Hey, who made me your senior brother..."

"So what about senior brother!"

"Hey, don't break my script!"

"If it's broken, look at mine, I'm not stingy and say I won't show you..."

"You just want the director to scold me, right, junior brother!"

"Are you talking again?"

"Wow, big sister, help me, the more you hit someone for nothing~"

The elder sister bent over laughingly at the side, and shouted at the two of them,

"I call you Pi, you should hit..."

"Stapp...Okay, okay, stop, Mr. Qiao, Senior Qiao!"

Mu Xiangyang was so troubled by him that he couldn't read his lines, so he quickly begged for mercy.

The happy time is always short, three months are fleeting, and when the filming comes to an end, it is time for the wrap-up banquet.

After a series of wrapping ceremonies, the big guys were very reluctant to part, and they were even more enthusiastic and carnival at the wrapping banquet.

Sitting casually during the banquet, eating and drinking casually, the director and Qiao Lang were drinking, while Mu Xiangyang sat beside them and listened to their chat. Seeing a chance, he also poured a glass of white, picked it up,

"The director has worked hard, everyone has worked hard, and Mr. Qiao, who has taught me so many things tirelessly, I would like to offer you a toast..."

Qiao Lang didn't refuse, and clinked glasses with him.

Instead, the director quickly waved his hand and explained,

"I can't come anymore. Let me tell you first, replace the bar with tea. If Xiaomu wants to get involved in this business, he will definitely have a bright future... If you have an idea, let me know, and I, Mrs. Zhou, can also recommend it for you. Why? Sample?"

These words show the director's appreciation for him.

Mu Xiangyang drank a cup, endured the burning of the spirits, and sincerely declined,

"Thank you director, but I think this experience is enough, and I shouldn't think about it in the future..."

"Anything is fine, young people, each has its own way of life, it can go anywhere..."

Of course the director didn't force it, he just felt sorry.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Qiao Lang, who was listening to the two of them chatting, said suddenly, and left the table.

"I'll go as well."

Seeing that his mood was not right again, Mu Xiangyang followed him out without thinking.