It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

During a meal, the host and guest enjoyed themselves.

They were all old friends. After eating, they were tired and lazy on the chairs, and no one got up.

He Zishu wanted to help put away the bowls and chopsticks so that they could sit more comfortably, but Yu Ming stopped them.

He waved his hand: "Xiao Shu, put it aside, I've been busy all morning, take a break."

"Jinchen, go, the top shelf of the kitchen closet has the tea I just brought over, make a pot and bring it here." Yu Ming leaned back with his chair, and looked at Lu Jinchen over He Zishu, "Drink I am used to spring tea, let you drink autumn tea, the fragrance is high and the flavor is long."

Lu Jin responded with a deep voice, and walked to the kitchen.

So on the table, only He Zishu was left as a junior.

He wasn't nervous and didn't talk much.

Just sit quietly on the far side, listening to these seniors talk about some dramas and talk about trivial matters.

Baiying didn't eat, but only ate a bowl of pumpkin soup.

That was when she casually mentioned it in the morning, saying that she had no appetite today.

He Zishu was afraid that she would not eat, so he made it for her alone.

Bai Ying has always been impatient and not a patient person, but today she ate a spoonful after spoonful.

When the small steamer bottomed out, she raised her head and looked at He Zishu with a smile in her eyes: "Zishu, are you interested in making a guest appearance on the set?"

He Zishu, who was suddenly named, was at a loss: "The crew?"

Bai Ying: "Well, I've received a new movie here, and there's a role that's vacant. I think you can try it."

He Zishu didn't have time to react.

The program group not far away was shocked first.

They hardly dare to imagine.

A three-gold actress would calmly propose a film invitation to an idol who had never stepped into the film industry in front of a group of filmmakers.

Moreover, it seems that it is definitely not a joke.

Everyone in the program group, including He Zishu, was taken aback.

But all the prominent filmmakers on the table continued talking and laughing as if nothing had happened.

"I said you didn't give an answer for a long time, and your feelings are waiting here."

"Very well, the child is quite stable."

"It's a good opportunity, Zishu can try it out."

Bai Ying stretched her waist, and covered the matter with a few words.

It's as if she's really just mentioning it offhand.

until the evening.

He Zishu went upstairs to make the bed, and Bai Ying followed him upstairs.

The two went to an empty room without a camera.

Bai Ying pushed open the window, let off the dust, and said, "How about it? Do you want to try it?"

He Zishu didn't answer directly, but after thinking for a while, he said, "Sister, do you really think I'm suitable, or do you simply...want to take me with you?"

Bai Ying was interested in this rhetorical question: "Why do you say that?"

He Zishu didn't dodge: "If you think I'm suitable, then maybe I can try, but if you want to take me..."

He Zishu shook his head: "The risk is too great."

Bai Ying is the movie's signature, and her confidence and strength have been realized through years of hard work.

She has never been a person who follows the rules. If she sees what is in her eyes, she will protect it for no reason.

He Zishu knew that Baiying cared about him.

But also because of this, he couldn't allow himself to be an uncertain factor for others to criticize Bai Ying.

It's not that I'm not confident, but that possibility does exist.

"Then I said there are both." Bai Ying smiled, "The film industry is actually not complicated. As long as the works stand on their own feet, they have the right to speak, and they don't play the game of stepping on the low and flattering the high, because in the end On the big screen, whether it is good or bad, the audience can see it more clearly than us.”

He Zishu hesitated and called out, "Sister."

"I know," Bai Ying nodded, "Zishu, don't put yourself in the frame of a traffic star. There is actually no strict barrier between a traffic star and an actor."

"To judge the quality of a person's acting skills, you only look at the works, not the background."

"There are people at the table for lunch today, and there are not any people who became monks halfway."

Bai Yingwen's tone became more and more gentle: "Don't be afraid of making mistakes. With me here, what are you afraid of?"

He Zishu listened carefully to Bai Ying's words, paused, and said again: "I've never studied acting, I'm afraid..."

"No matter how good the cards are, you have to play them out one by one. Everything comes slowly, so don't be afraid or rush."

After Bai Ying finished speaking, she patted He Zishu on the shoulder, turned and went out: "Think about it carefully, and tell me when you're done thinking about it."

At the corner of the stairs, Bai Ying stopped and glanced at He Zishu through the wooden railing.

She didn't lie.

I wanted He Zishu to take the role because she liked the child's eyes.

Clean, pure, like a handful of clear water without impurities.

So she thinks he is suitable.

But at the same time, the latter was right, she really wanted to give him a hand.

For He Zishu, and also for Lu Jinchen.

Slanderous words can be seen without blood, but they can kill people's hearts.

Especially with their current identities, they are almost walking on the edge of a cliff.

Standing at the top, others can see that they are not fake.

But this also means that you can't step into the air, not even one step.

So Bai Ying wanted to give He Zishu a hand.

Pull him to a relatively safe place.

In the evening, everyone played in the hall for a while, and then dispersed.

Yu Ming told He Zishu on the first day he came.

Because there are relatively few rooms, he and Lu Jinchen may have to squeeze in when the guests come.

So this is the second time that He Zishu and Lu Jin slept in the same room.

But the two slept on their own beds, with a short cabinet blocking the middle, leaving a considerable distance between them.

Not that close.

It was even farther than that time when the four of them squeezed into one bunk.

The camera is off, and there is no radio.

After He Zishu told Lu Jinchen about the movie, there was no further comment.

The moonlight outside the window was very heavy, illuminating the ground with silver.

Maybe it's too quiet, and occasionally the wind blows through the branches, and the rustling sound from it can't break the silence of the room.

He Zishu suddenly felt an impulse come from nowhere.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Jinchen.

The man was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning over and leaning lazily.

Sensing He Zishu's gaze, Lu Jinchen raised her head.

Then I heard a sentence: "Brother, did I do something before that made you angry?"

The voice was very soft, and the quilt covering her body was slightly covered, and there was still a little humming.

But Lu Jinchen didn't say a word, and listened to everything.

He raised his eyes.

After avoiding it for so long, the topic that I thought would never be brought up again suddenly revealed its original appearance.

Lu Jinchen looked at He Zishu: "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

He Zishu lowered his eyes with a calm expression: "It's nothing."

Lu Jinchen became silent.

A long time later, just when He Zishu thought that Lu Jinchen would not answer, he heard "No".

He Zishu sat up slowly.

With a hoarse voice, Lu Jin turned slightly and said, "You did nothing wrong."

Lu Jinchen couldn't even remember how he, Givenchy, and Xie Muran were feeling when they heard He Zishu tell Lin Jiaan outside the door that they wanted to "fly solo".

I just remember that was their first quarrel.

Maybe it wasn't a quarrel, because He Zishu didn't speak, explain, or refute.

Given asked step by step, Xie Muran asked "why" one after another, but He Zishu just lowered his head.

Later, when they got home, they thought it was time for each other to calm down and talk.

He Zishu was not in the room.

Lu Jinchen called Liu Xia and asked if He Zishu was in his bar.

Liu Xia hesitated to give out a few fragmented words, but couldn't spell out a complete sentence.

Lu Jinshen went directly to "Twilight".

Then, as expected, he saw He Zishu.

The man was sitting with several members of Blood.

Head down to write the sheet music.

With the dim lights in the bar, he couldn't see He Zishu's expression clearly.

Just stood quietly not far away, not approaching.

I just feel that if that person raises his head now and looks at him.

I will be deceived again.

It was the first time in Lu Jinshen's life that he knew what frustration is.

Then all the emotions were contained in Liu Xia's sentence "Team Lu, it's all right, just get together with my teammates, I'll send him back later", there was a "bang", and it exploded beyond recognition.

That was also the first time Lu Jinchen lost his mind.

In the red and green lights all over the floor, he looked at He Zishu and said almost indifferently, "That's why you like them so much?"

Hearing this, the man gave a little reaction.

But still didn't look up at him.

Only replied "yes".

When Given and Xie Muran received the news from Liu Xia, they heard these few words.

—— Just get together with your teammates.

— that's how you like them.

--Yes.

"Then you stay here, with your...teammates." Given was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, after saying this, he turned his head and left.

Xie Muran was afraid that something would happen to him, so he also ran out.

Only Lu Jinchen was left.

He did not go back.

Just smoked cigarettes all night in the alley outside "Twilight".

There was a wall between him and He Zishu.

He is outside, the man is inside.

Later, Le Qing established his own studio.

The announcement was so overwhelming that everyone didn't even have room to breathe.

Even meeting is a luxury, and it is deliberately avoided.

When he came back to his senses, it had already become the current scene.

Lu Jin Shen said that He Zishu didn't know either.

When he was lying in the hospital, he pushed the notice abroad, waited at the airport for several hours, bought the earliest flight back home.

For the past three years, Lu Jinchen thought repeatedly, who was at fault?

Is it He Zishu?

Actually not.

He just didn't trust him enough, didn't trust them enough.

That's it.

Are they right?

Nor is it.

The three years wasted are proof of that.

Nobody wins.

In fact, they are all losers.

"Brother?" Seeing that Lu Jin hadn't spoken for a long time, He Zishu called out softly.

Lu Jinchen looked at He Zishu, stood up slowly, and walked towards him step by step.

This time, he won't let go.

This man will not be given another chance to push him away.

Lu Jinchen raised his hand to turn off the light. According to the usual practice, after leaving a small lamp, he half-bent down, tucked the corner of the quilt for He Zishu, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

He Zishu finally nodded and said "good night".

The next morning, Lu Jinchen was woken up by various noisy voices.

Slowly going downstairs, it turned out that the program team was recording a small video for the four little ones.

He Zishu got up early and was queuing up with Bai Ying for the four little ones.

The four little ones plus He Zishu squatted in a row.

Because of the faint light of the early morning, the eyes are shining.

Seeing Lu Jinchen get up, He Zishu turned around and greeted with a smile.

Bai Ying stood up, held a glass of steaming white water, walked to the door, leaned against the door, and said with a smile: "It's cute."

Lu Jinchen couldn't deny it.

Bai Ying took a sip leisurely, and continued to speak slowly: "Which one is the cutest?"

Lu Jin took a deep look at Bai Ying.

Know what she's talking about.

But the moment he turned around and entered the room, he still replied.

"The last one".

Bai Ying looked at the sunlight that suddenly fell on the ground and smiled.

The weather is great.

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