Love Apartment: Active Dali

All eyes were instantly focused on one place.

"Xiang Shang!"

Hearing this name, the crowd around, especially his fanatical fans, instantly became excited.

They screamed, swarmed over to ask Xiang Shang for his autograph.

"Everyone, follow me."

In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, the director instructed everyone to follow him.

After much trouble and the mobilization of security guards and staff, Xiang Shang's female fans were finally driven away from the scene.

"I don't agree! You didn't ask for my opinion, and I've already signed the contract. I don't agree to do this!"

Xiang Shang held the pillow tightly in both hands and stood there stubbornly, making no sense at all.

However, his odd behavior did not attract attention.

Because his pillow has attracted everyone's attention.

It was a life-size pillow with a game character printed on it. He was wearing ancient Chinese costume and looked like a chivalrous knight.

"What are you looking at? Don't look at my girlfriend!"

Xiang Shang immediately turned the pillow behind him to prevent others from looking at it directly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was silent for two seconds.

Then, Chen Meijia was the first to react.

"Xiang Shang! What did you say? You said this is your girlfriend! This is just a pillow!"

Chen Meijia was shocked!

If my girlfriend were a human being, I could still understand it.

But this pillow belongs to Xiang Shang’s girlfriend, which is too strange.

"Who said my girlfriend is just a pillow? Her name is Qingqing, and she understands me the best. I would rather die than be separated from Qingqing."

Everyone present was speechless by Xiang Shang's childish behavior.

At this time, Zhuge Dali stood up and expressed her opinions based on her academic knowledge.

"This isn't Qingqing, she's Jiuling, a profession in 'Something Travel', and a female character, and they all look like this."

"Qingqing shouldn't be her real name. I guess this Qingqing might be the name of a female player in the game."

After hearing these words, Xiang Shang was stunned, obviously touching his sensitive nerves.

"Don't change the subject. The problem now is that you have taken away Qingqing and I's throne. I have signed the contract, and you can't act. You should go back."

Xiang Shang hugged the pillow tightly to his chest, avoiding everyone's gaze.

Hu Yifei whispered beside him, her voice was small but clearly audible.

"Is this the Xiang Shang who charmed the girls in my class? Not only is he a middle school student, but he's also a bit effeminate. The key is that he's not as good-looking in real life as he is on TV. The filter is too strong."

Xiang Shang's ears twitched and he shouted angrily:

"Hey! Keep your voice down. I can hear you."

The director and the stagehands regretted it very much. How could Xiang Shang play the role of an emperor? Even the role of Wu Zetian would be a stretch for him.

They regretted giving him the contract so hastily. They thought he didn't care, but he actually signed it.

Lv Ziqiao and Zhang Wei were laughing in the back, "Look, the hand he's holding the pillow is holding the orchid finger. It's okay to be a sissy, but he's actually a homosexual. Tsk tsk tsk tsk ..."

Xiang Shang's face flushed red, he retracted his orchid finger and roared:

“I’m still listening!”

Suddenly, the scene fell into awkwardness.

The director and the production staff were as anxious as ants on a hot pan. The entire crew was waiting. The candidate had already been selected, but Xiang Shang suddenly appeared and signed the contract.

It's not appropriate for him to play the role now, and it's not appropriate for Yu Nan to play the role either.

So, the young stage manager had an idea.

"Listen to me! Listen to me, I have an idea. Everyone, this is a film and television park, and there are actors everywhere. Why don't we have a competition to see who is more suitable to play the emperor? Let the people from the surrounding crews be the judges, and whoever plays the role best will be allowed to play it. How do you think?"

Xiang Shang thought about it, looked at the pillow in his hand, and secretly kissed it.

"Okay! Let's do this. With my status as a talented star, I accept the challenge. But I have a condition. If I win, the position of queen must be given to Qingqing. I have thought of it all. 3D effects. I want to get married to Qingqing in the movie for real..."

When Zhuge Dali heard that his seat would be replaced by a pillow, he immediately expressed his objection.

Although she had little interest in playing the role of the queen, the reward for completing the task was Planck's manuscript, which was extremely important to her.

So she took Yu Nan's arm.

"Yu Nan, I want Planck's manuscript. I don't want to be replaced by a pillow."

From beginning to end, Yu Nan didn't utter a word.

From the moment he entered the film and television city, Yu Nan had been quietly observing everything around him.

He shook his head and looked around at everyone with a faint smile.

"What's wrong with giving them the position of emperor and empress? Besides, who says I have to play the role of emperor?"

Zhuge Dali became anxious.

The Planck manuscript in Huang Xue's hand is extremely rare and is the best gift Zhuge Dali has always dreamed of.

Just when Zhuge Dali was getting anxious, Yu Nan hugged her, his eyes swept across the audience, finally falling on the director and the stagehand holding the script.

"Isn't it Planck's manuscript? What do you think this is?"

Yu Nan took out a tightly wrapped paper roll from his suit pocket and handed it to Zhuge Dali.

Zhuge Dali caught a glimpse of the old color on the seal, and then looked at the paper art that did not belong to China. He immediately realized that this was not something from China, but an antique.

"Is this..."

Zhuge Dali was extremely excited and couldn't wait to open the paper box, inside of which was a large stack of manuscripts filled with calculation formulas.

Zhuge Dali examined it again and again and was amazed.

"This is Planck's manuscript, and it's the original! Oh my God, I'm holding Planck's original work!"

Zhuge Dali was afraid of damaging it in the slightest, so he took a quick look at it and put the manuscript back into the envelope.

She kissed Yu Nan in public.

"Thank you, Yu Nan! You actually prepared such a great gift for me!"