Kuai Chuan is not a person

When Wen Xi sneaked back to Hengyuan Palace, Chu Lan was sitting at the desk cleaning the brush. After washing it, she patiently attracted a gust of wind to slowly dry the brush in her hand.

Wen Xi stroked his hair. His damp hair became dry and fluffy. When he saw Chu Lan, he felt a little guilty. He looked around and wanted to find something to talk about.

Unexpectedly, Chu Lan stretched out her hand to smooth the end of the brush, grabbed a handful of hairs, pinched one tightly tightly, and pulled it out with a little force.

"Hiss." Wen Xi covered his head in pain and glared at Chu Lan.

He pursed his lips, and slowly moved over to sit next to Chu Lan,

"Sit closer." Chu Lan looked down at the brush and said with a half-smile.

Wen Xi moved his buttocks, swallowed, and sat down beside him with some trepidation.

Chu Lan turned half of her body and sat face to face with him, moved closer, and gently touched Wen Xi's cheek with the brush in her hand, the soft tip of the brush touched her cheek, as if tickling, Wen Xi tilted her head back, unable to dodge in time, Feeling a slight itching on his face, he wanted to reach out to dispel the itching, but Chu Lan stretched out his left hand to hold him down, preventing him from moving.

Wen Xi blinked: "When did you know?"

Chu Lan thought about it for a while: "In fact, at first you cared so much about that brush, I was too skeptical."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and smiled: "It's just an idea that flashed in my mind, I didn't take it seriously."

Wen Xi nodded: "Then... is it time to go back to the human world?"

Wen Xi quietly raised his eyes to observe Chu Lan's expression, moved his buttocks back, and sat a little further away from him.

Seeing this, Chu Lan smiled: "What are you afraid of, I won't eat you again."

Wen Xi whispered: "Yes."

Chu Lan was taken aback for a moment, then realized, took his hand, put the brush in Wen Xi's palm, and asked him to put it away, while saying, "Since it's so important, you should keep it for yourself."

He pinched Wen Xi's face: "Don't worry, I won't draw pictures of you in the future."

Wen Xi's throat twitched, and he tried everything possible to get the brush back, but now that it was in his hands, it seemed...a bit unwilling to accept it.

Chu Lan let go of his hand and took it back, but Wen Xi grabbed it and put the brush back in Chu Lan's hand.

Chu Lan looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

Wen Xi took a breath, blushing unconsciously: "I'll give him to you."

Give yourself to you.

Chu Lan was startled, and squeezed the pen tightly in her hand. Wen Xi's waist softened, and Chu Lan took advantage of the situation to hug her into her arms.

Wen Xi warned: "Take good care of it, or I will lose arms and legs."

Chu Lan rested her chin on his shoulder, she couldn't help nodding, rubbing Wen Xi's neck itchy, she couldn't help turning her head to the side, but Chu Lan chased after him again.

Chu Lan said softly, "Understood."

He paused, then said, "What color hair do you want next time?"

Wen Xi couldn't help sitting up and scratching his face, but he couldn't do something bad, so he was pushed down on the desk, trying to struggle but couldn't get up.

The weakness was personally delivered to the other party, and he couldn't escape no matter what.

For Yiqing, ever since Wen Xi and Chu Lan got together, he lived like a child without a master.

Fortunately, there is a pomegranate tree that can talk, and one person and one tree can chat in their spare time. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the pomegranate tree can also guide him to practice exercises, and a few words of advice will be of great benefit to him.

Zhao Xian often came to see him, and Yiqing felt that he was a lot haggard, but he always treated each other with courtesy and politeness.

Pomegranate Tree: "Is he looking for you again?"

Yiqing nodded, picked a red pomegranate, took out a small spoon and ate it.

Pomegranate tree: "...I'm still here, can you respect the tree."

Yiqing swallowed the sweet pulp and quarreled with him: "You hit people with fruit last time, can you respect Guo?"

After he finished speaking, he asked curiously: "By the way, did you know Zhao Xian before? Why did you hit him?"

The pomegranate tree was silent for a while, sighed, and acquiesced.

Yiqing came over excitedly: "I heard that he is very romantic and affectionate, did you have an old relationship with him?"

Pomegranate: "No."

The emotion in his voice was rare: "It's my sister."

Soon he covered up that loss again, jokingly said: "How about this story, you can guess it if I don't tell it."

Yiqing was taken aback. Recently, his sister's place had a scumbag-style picture book. He read a few of them and cried until his eyes swelled up like a bunny. He wished he could go in with a knife and kill the scumbag in it. He should probably be able to guess it. .

He stopped eating the pomegranate: "He provoked your sister, but your sister was tempted, and he kicked her away?"

The pomegranate tree responded.

Yiqing found that he seemed a little disappointed, and quickly apologized: "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked more."

The pomegranate tree stretched out its branches and patted his head twice: "It's okay."

Yiqing asked, "Is your sister also a pomegranate tree? How is it now?"

The pomegranate tree fan is silent: "She is very good... she has made a lot of money by writing story books, and she is a big player in the story book circle of Tianting colleagues."

Yiqing: "What did she write about? I might have read it!"

Pomegranate Tree: "She...wrote that Dragon King Zhao Xian was always criticized by others. Last time she swore to me that she would write Zhao Xian in the article and abuse him ten thousand times."

Yiqing: "..."

Sure enough, you can't provoke women QAQ.

Wen Xi happened to come back to see the good apprentice, just entered the door, guessed in his heart that Yi Qing was talking to the pomegranate tree, walked into the yard, Yi Qing saw him from a distance, he didn't even eat the pomegranate, Quickly ran to him.

The first time Wenxi saw Yiqing, he was still thin and thin, like a beautiful dead branch in winter, beautiful as it is beautiful, but so fragile that it would break if the wind blows.

But now his complexion is rosy, and his pointed chin is also rounded, like a rich young man, he runs to Wen Xi's side like a little milk dog, and calls him Master affectionately.

Wen Xi rubbed his hair and handed him a sword.

The scabbard is light blue, which happens to be Qing's favorite color. Pulling out the scabbard, the sword inside seems to be covered with frost, with a coolness in it, reflecting a cold dark light under the sky. It is very sharp.

Even the pomegranate tree in the distance couldn't help sighing: "Good sword."

Yiqing grinned and said with a smile, "Is this the magic weapon that Master gave me?"

Wen Xi shook his head: "No."

Yiqing opened his mouth slightly, showing a puzzled expression.

Wen Xi smiled: "It was sent to you by Immortal Heng Yuan."

Yiqing's joyful expression froze a little, what did Xianjun Hengyuan give him?

His lips moved: "So it's... a gift from my wife?"

Wen Xi couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard the phrase "teacher's wife", and nodded in agreement: "Yes, do you like it?"

In fact, Yiqing had a very big opinion on Chu Lan abducting the master and not returning to Yunzheng Palace for ten days and a half months, but the teacher's wife is really sincere, since the master likes him, then she can only love her.

He nodded: "I like it, thank you, Mistress."

Wen Xi responded: "Well, I will tell him."

When he was about to leave and go back to his room, Yiqing couldn't help asking: "Master, why did your hair turn gray?"

All three thousand black hairs are white hair, although it looks like ice and frost, coupled with Wen Xi's indifferent face, it is really amazing...

But why did it suddenly become like this?

Wen Xi coughed unconsciously, and said vaguely: "I think it looks good, so I'll dye it."

Yiqing nodded in confusion: "It's really pretty."

Wen Xi stroked his white hair and sighed.

In fact, it was Chu Lan who recently fell in love with dyeing his hair, and worked hard from the number one painter in heaven to the number one hair dyer in heaven.

Little did they know that his hair dyeing had set off a wave of hair beautification in the heavenly court. Many people turned their hair into silvery white, and some even turned it into pink, lavender, scarlet and so on.

For a period of time after that, every time Wenxi went out to a banquet, seeing the colorful hair colors in the banquet, such as Buried Love, Lily Fairy, Buried Love, Roaring Sky Dog, etc., the Heavenly Court could almost collectively rename the Buried Love Family.

It's been a while since Zhao Xian came to look for Yiqing, and Yiqing also prepared his bags, wanting to travel around the world and improve his Taoism.

The two seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and it was impossible to meet each other again.

Wen Xi: "System, what's the progress of the task?"

System: "90.00% nine."

Wen Xi rubbed his chin, wondering where the last point was, but it was still a long time, so he waited slowly.

He turned his head and looked out the window. A fat rabbit and a little hedgehog were sticking together to play with a ball of wool. The little hedgehog jumped onto the fat rabbit, buried it in the soft white rabbit fur, and rubbed against it.

The rabbit said disgustedly: "Don't prick me, it hurts."

The little hedgehog quickly raised his head: "Let me carry you on my back."

The rabbit hugged the ball of yarn and threw it over its head, but the little hedgehog caught it and refused, "I will be stabbed to death."

The little hedgehog rubbed the rabbit's fur with its soft belly flatteringly, but the fat rabbit didn't speak, and let him stay sticky on his body.

Wen Xi admired this wonderful cross-species love for a while, and suddenly found that Chu Lan liked chubby little animals. The little fairies in Hengyuan Palace were all from the Qingyuan Mountains, and they were all chubby by him. Even the goldfish under the lotus in the tank is a fat goldfish.

But these chubby little animals really feel good when pinched.

However, since the arrival of the little writing brush, he has been favored by Xianjun Hengyuan alone, and he only sucks brushes crazily every day. He is obviously thin and tall, and he is not Xianjun Hengyuan's favorite.

It must be a very thoughtful pen!

A group of chubby cats, chubby foxes, chubby squirrels, and chubby birds gathered together, and the little groups whispered to each other, and came to such a conclusion.

On the day of Chu Lan's birthday, the little dumplings quietly hid in the quilt of Chu Lan's bedroom in Hengyuan Palace, like a pile of fluffy dolls, the quilt was bulging, trying to surprise him.

They are arranged in a circle, and when Chu Lan lifts the quilt, they will perform a stack of arhats on the spot, which can be said to be very interesting!

They opened a gap in the quilt and quietly observed the situation outside.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and all the group members booed one after another. Unexpectedly, it was Chu Lan who pushed the door, but two people came in.

That person is... Immortal Yun Zheng?

Xianjun Yunzheng was pressed against the door by their family's Xianjun, and the two kissed inseparably, all the gangsters covered their faces one after another, before the two of them found out, they jumped out of the window one after another with their short legs.

On Chu Lan's birthday, Yiqing, who is Wenxi's disciple, also rushed back specially to congratulate "Master" on her birthday.

The things he gave were precious medicinal materials obtained during his travels, and his expression was a little more determined than before.

Yiqing's black hair was erected with a pomegranate-patterned wooden hairpin. He saw Xi's gaze on his head, and explained with a smile, "Before I left, he insisted on going with me, so he put away his spiritual sense. Put it on the wooden hairpin and let me take it away."

Wen Xi nodded: "It's good to have more people with you when you're away from home."

Yiqing suddenly remembered something, and told Wen Xi: "By the way, on the way back, I met the Dragon King."

Wen Xi frowned: "Zhao Xian?"

Why is he still pestering her?

Yiqing explained: "He brought a young man with him and encountered some troubles, so I helped him out, so he came a bit late, Master, don't blame me."

Wen Xi smiled and said: "It's not too late, the time to come is just right."

As soon as Yiqing went back to rest, he called the system out.

System: "Congratulations to the host, Heavenly World, the mission progress is [-]%."

Wen Xi was taken aback for a moment: "But he has crossed paths with Zhao Xian again."

System: "Zhao Xian misses the former Yiqing, and feels that the Yiqing in this world has changed too much, not the Yiqing he used to be. Under the pain... he found a boy who looks very similar to Yiqing. .”

System: "It's the one Yiqing brought with him when he helped them."

Wen Xi sighed: "He also knows that after doing this, He Yiqing will be even more impossible."

System: "Yes, so you have completed your mission, you should thank him, otherwise you will be exiled to a world with poor conditions in the next world."

Wen Xi trembled in fright, but when he actually arrived in the next world, he found that the system still loved him.

In this world, he is a popular little fresh meat, the dream of thousands of girls, rich and handsome, if he has another handsome boyfriend, he will completely achieve Wenxi's ideal life.

When he crossed over, the new movie was about to start filming. He was sitting in the dressing room and happened to see himself in the mirror.

The facial contour is deep, and it looks like a face that can touch people's hearts when it is on the big screen. The eyes are round, black and bright, as if they can talk.

A look is a pair of eyes that can act!

The system poured cold water on it and said: "Think beautifully, you have just been named the youngest student with the worst acting skills in the entertainment industry."

Wen Xi: "?"

He took out his phone and started searching for himself.

Wen Xi, male, a popular niche, is famous for his ferocious and roaring acting skills. He has a good face, his eyes are hot when he acts, and he doesn't know how to manage his expressions. Anyone who plays against him can be set off as the actor and actress.

He has bad acting skills without knowing it, and even made a lot of nonsense that he wants to challenge this year's Golden Crane Best Actor, and treats Chu Lan, who has won the Golden Crane Best Actor for three consecutive times and is still the strongest competitor this year, as nothing.

However, his resources are as good as ever, and he is called a shame for forcing him.

It is said that a good director can adjust.He taught good actors, but Wen·Forcibly Pushing Shame·Xi acted in the movies of various famous directors, but in the end he could only let the famous directors fail at the end of the festival and become rat shit in the movie.

The reason why he still has so many fans——

The face is really nice.

One of the reasons why various famous directors use him is that he has a face with stories.

The eyebrows are clear and stretched, and the corners of the eyes are affectionate and there is a smile on the lips.

As long as he stands there without speaking, it will naturally give people a desire to explore and make people want to know the story behind him.

Therefore, many directors have also learned to be smart, just let him be a beautiful vase, and choose characters with expressions and lines as little as possible.

This time Wen Xi is playing an introverted little mute, the director has no requirements for him, just stand there and don't speak.

Wen Xi flipped the phone over and asked curiously, "So why did the company push me?"

System: "Look at yourself in the mirror, is it really good enough to see the earth shaking ghosts and gods?"

Wen Xi looked at it carefully, then smiled: "Almost."

system:"……"

System: "Because your father is the boss of Dragon Films."

Longteng Films, the leader of domestic film and television production companies, controls nearly half of the country's theater chains. Wen Xi's family background is prominent, so it's no wonder he acts so capriciously.

He is the youngest in the family, and the elders in the family dote on him very much. If he wants to act, he will come out and act.

Although his acting was poor, Wen Xi was very serious. He studied "An Actor's Self-Cultivation" every day, and was never late for the set every day. He acted conscientiously. Already very pleased.

Wen Xi asked the system: "What is my mission?"

System: "During this time, the leaders are on vacation, and the above said that the system and the host will also be on vacation, and the difficulty of the task has been reduced to D level. Your task is to turn the salty fish over, change the public's impression of you, and - to attack the actor Chu Lan. "

Wen Xi was completely attracted by the last six words, and couldn't help applauding the system: "This task is really the best task I have ever seen."

In the dressing room next door, Chu Lan rubbed the center of his brows and rested on the chair. He had already put on his makeup, and the shadow under his eyes was perfectly covered, concealing his tired expression.

Chu Lan's manager, Li Si, was standing next to him with a bag. Today "Sandalwood" was on, and Chu Lan had just finished filming a few shots of the last movie at two o'clock in the morning, and flew over overnight. After a good rest, we must cheer up and start the next play in the best condition.

She couldn't bear it, but this is the normal state of an artist, and there is nothing more distressing.

Li Si: "You play Lu Sinian's younger brother, played by Wen Xi, pay attention to him."

Chu Lan frowned: "That Wenxi?"

He obviously didn't have a good impression of this popular little fresh meat known for his terrible acting skills.

Li Si nodded helplessly: "Yes, he has a lot of scenes with you, don't let him lead you into the ditch."

Chu Lan couldn't help laughing and said, "How could that be?"

Seeing his tired expression, Li Si said softly: "Then I'll go out first, you should take a good rest."

Chu Lan rubbed his temples, nodded, and waited for Li Si to close the door before he leaned back on the seat, dizzy and dizzy. Last night, the plane was stranded, and he was exhausted physically and mentally from waiting. Now he is dizzy and on the set. What is it like.

The tired actor took out a bottle of green essential oil from his bag.

Yes, Fengyoujing is the secret to the actor to overcome sleepiness!

No matter where he went, the film emperor of Chu had to carry a bottle of wind oil essence with him, rub it when he was sleepy, rub it when he was dizzy, rub it when he was hot enough to suffer from heat stroke, and rub it when he was cold enough to catch a cold.

All year round, he carries the fragrance of essential oils on his body. Fans once came to visit the class, and when they came back, they would yell and say that the male god had a cold and refreshing fragrance, which smelled very good. Ait Chulan kept begging for perfume name.

Fanmei filter is really a thousand layers thick.

He unscrewed the cap of the balm, but didn't pour it out. He just put it in front of his nose and smelled it, trying to wake up, but he couldn't hold it steady for a while, and the balm fell to the ground with a thud.

The glass was shattered into pieces, and the green liquid inside also flowed out, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of essential oil.

Wen Xi was sitting next door and was leisurely scrolling through Weibo, when suddenly there was a sharp pain all over his body, and he curled up on the chair with his hands on his stomach, feeling that his body was so painful that it was about to be torn apart.

System: "Quickly return to the main body."

Wen Xi was confused: "The main body?"

What is the body of his world?

On the other side, Chu Lan watched helplessly as the fragments of essential oils on the ground gathered together again, and the escaped green liquid also condensed together, automatically pouring into the glued glass bottle, and restored into a complete bottle of essential oils .

The bottle wall is even smooth and transparent, and there is no trace of cracking at all.

Chu Lan picked up the bottle of Fengyoujing in surprise, but heard a clear and clear youthful voice in the room.

He seemed to be in pain, and said, "Ouch."

Chu Lan was obviously the only one in the room. Hearing this voice, he almost smashed the essential oil in his hand again.

After Wen Xi's consciousness returned to his body, he looked around. He was lying in... the palm of Chu Lan.

System: "Your world is as refined as it is refined."

Wen Xi: "It's a mouthful."

System: "Red carp and green carp and donkey."

Wen Xi: "..."

With his awesome background, why should he match such a down-to-earth body?

Chu Lan's drowsy mind was successfully awakened by him. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Have you become a spirit?"

The green liquid in the bottle of Fengyoujing swayed for a while, as if nodding: "My name is Fengyoujing, of course I have become a essence."

Chu Lan: "..." Does he want to check if there is any problem with the detergent at home?

Fengyoujing in his palm moved and jumped into his pocket: "Don't worry, master, I won't harm you."

Chu Lan was really extraordinary, she seemed to have accepted this fact, touched the essential oil in her pocket, and discussed: "If I want to sleep when I'm filming later, you can wake me up."

Wen Xi patted his chest: "With me here, I guarantee that when you wake up, you will never be sleepy."

Chu Lan smiled, estimated that the shooting time was almost up, got up and opened the door to go out.

As soon as he opened the door, he found a piece of paper on the door of the opposite lounge, which said "Wenxi Lounge". He stopped, stepped forward, and gently knocked on the door.

Since there is cooperation, let's say hello.

Unexpectedly, the door was not closed tightly, he knocked lightly, and it creaked open.

The person inside was sitting on the sofa reading the script. The big script covered his face, making him look a little smaller. Wen Xi read it while marking it with a pen. He was more serious than the third year of high school.

After all, this is his task!

Points cannot be lost!If you lose one point, you will spend one year less with Chu Lan!

Chu Lan was taken aback when he saw this, and thought that this person was not as ignorant as others said, and his attitude was still very correct. The little prejudice in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he even had a little liking for him.

At some point in the script, half of his head poked out, revealing a pair of dark eyes, looking at him.

Chu Lan raised the corners of her mouth, showed a standard smile, and said hello to Wen Xi.

Wen Xi put down the script, smiled at Chu Lan, and quickly asked him to sit down.

Chu Lan was a little dazzled by his smile, thinking that he understood those fans who were crazy about him...

After the two chatted for a while, Chu Lan bid farewell politely, and Wen Xilian stood up to see him to the door.

Wen Xi sent Chu Lan away, leaned on the sofa and sighed: "This Chu Lan is really polite and rusty, no wonder I still need a strategy."

System: "Didn't you need a strategy before?"

Wen Xi was surprised and said: "What gave you this illusion? It's all because he chased me."

System: "It seems to be."

Wen Xi patted the heavy script: "Fortunately, we have many scenes with each other, so we can have a relationship because of the scenes."

System: "The two of you are pure brotherhood in the show... What do you want to do?"

Wen Xi smiled without saying a word, the system was full of worries.

"Sandalwood" tells the story of a businessman in the Republic of China. The Lu family has made incense for generations and has a strong family. However, in the generation of Lu Sinian played by Chu Lan, Lu Sinian's parents passed away unfortunately, leaving behind Lu Sinian who was only twelve or thirteen years old. Si Nian, monk and seven-year-old younger brother, Lu Zhan.

In fact, the Lu Zhan played by Wenxi is not a mute, but he is born with autism and has never spoken. While taking care of his younger brother, Lu Sinian revitalized the Lu family by himself and married the girl he like main character.

Chu Lan plays the adult Lu Sinian. He is dressed in a windbreaker and gold-rimmed glasses. His elegance also unintentionally reveals the cunning of a businessman.

Zhou Zhiqi, the director of "Sandalwood", saw his eyes light up when he changed into the costume. He has worked with Chu Lan so many times, and every time Chu Lan seemed to fit into the role perfectly, as if he had changed himself.

For the big production of "Sandalwood", he found Chu Lan without even thinking about it. Now it seems that he found the right one.

Chu Lan stood aside and talked softly with Li Si.

He said: "Wenxi's lounge is opposite to me, I went in to say hello."

Li Si nodded: "It's enough to save face."

But Chu Lan seemed to think of something, and said with a smile: "I think he's a good guy, a very motivated young man."

Li Si looked like he saw a ghost: "Are you serious?"

Without further ado, she took out her mobile phone, pulled out the video collection of Wenxi's acting skills that had just been searched a few days ago, and handed it to Chu Lan for appreciation.

Chu Lan couldn't help laughing, pointed at Wen Xi on the screen and said, "This sneezing expression is quite real."

Li Si pouted: "That's crying."

Chu Lan is like every fan girl whose screenshots prove that her idol's acting skills are great, trying to find a bright spot.

He said: "This painful expression is still in place."

Li Si: "...This is the heroine agreeing to his confession, he is very happy."

Chu Lan turned her head to look at Li Si: "Why do you know so well?"

Li Si coughed uncomfortably: "I liked him once."

Chu Lan's eyes widened, and Li Si was very embarrassed: "It's just... I have a crush on him."

Chu Lan raised her tone slightly: "Yes?"

Li Si: "Well, I still like it now."

Chu Lan lowered her head and suppressed a smile, and Li Si sighed: "My biggest wish is that idols stop filming, but he has very good resources, so good that even young students of the same age can't envy him."

Li Si's tone was heavy: "I don't even know whether I should be happy or sad."

Chu Lan finally couldn't help laughing out loud. When his black fans sort out his dirty stuff, they often find it funny and call him "my pistachio". Now he also feels this way about Wen Xi inexplicably.

The balm in Chu Lan's pocket changed color silently, and the faint green liquid turned black, like a bottle of balm with an angry black face.

Wen Xi made a note of these two in his heart.

He will definitely turn salty fish over!

All the parts are ready, and Zhou Zhiqi's director also told Chu Lan many details of the performance, such as the micro-movement of fingers when drinking tea, and the original customs when leading the horse. He is indeed a good director who strives for excellence.

However, when he got to Wenxi's place, he nodded, "Just control your expression."

Wen Xi: "..."

Zhou Zhiqi was afraid that he would not understand the script, so he gave him an example: "In the play, you are very dependent on Chu Lan, that is...that is, only his feelings in your world, you know?"

Wen Xi nodded vigorously, he knew it!

However, Zhou Zhiqi looked at him with the eyes of a little fool, and he guessed that he didn't understand, and said it in a more general way: "Anyway, it's very like love, so you can act as Chu Lan as your lover."

Chu Lan who quietly came over to listen: "..."

Something feels wrong.

Wen Xi sighed: "Then I can act in my true colors."

The first time the two played against each other was when Lu Sinian came home from business and found that his younger brother, who had always been ignorant, turned on a light and was wrapped in a blanket in the living room waiting for him to come home.

Touched by his heart, he carried his drowsy younger brother back to his room, and the two brothers slept together.

Wen Xi looked at this plot and sighed: "This script is really very basic."

The script described in detail how Lu Zhan rubbed his eyes and threw himself into his arms when his brother came back. Lu Sinian smiled so softly, and then couldn't bear to wake Lu Zhan who fell asleep again, how he hugged him back.

Wen Xi glanced at the burly man next to the director: "System, who do you think is the screenwriter?"

System: "Yes."

Wen Xi sighed deeply: "It looks very unbelievable."

Chu Lan is wearing a long windbreaker, slim and straight. Director Zhou's crew even made the main costumes by the staff themselves, especially Lu Sinian's clothes, which are very suitable for Chu Lan, but Wen Xi's appearance is soft and slouchy His pajamas were still black and white with spots, and there were two small rabbit ears on the hat, and his fine hair was messed up, as if he had just woken up.

Director Zhou's production crew has always been very embarrassing, not to mention that "Sandalwood" is a veritable big production, and the entire Lu Mansion was built by the production crew themselves.

A dim yellow lamp was lit in the living room, Wen Xi curled up on the sofa, wrapped in a small blanket, rolled into a ball, yawned as if dozing off.

Zhou Zhiqi looked at the screen on the monitor and glanced at Wen Xi on the set in surprise.

Actually, it's not bad?

The door opened with a creak, and Chu Lan came in sideways. Seeing the light on in the living room, she was slightly taken aback, and found a person lying on the sofa.

He walked very lightly, and walked up to Wen Xi, Wen Xi pretended to be sleeping very naturally, with his mouth slightly open, his face was pressed on the sofa, and red marks could still be seen on the exposed cheeks, which were pressed when he was just sleeping. stripes printed on the sofa,

He seemed to feel that someone was coming back, rubbed his eyes, and seeing Chu Lan in front of him, his originally dazed and lifeless eyes suddenly lit up.

Instead of staring, the look in the eyes lit up, making it appear that the entire dark living room in the camera was brightened.

The lens finally has traction.

Zhou Zhiqi hurriedly asked the photographer to zoom in closer, and sighed, "Wenxi is enlightened this time."

Unexpectedly, he was beaten back to his original shape in the next second.

Wen Xi threw herself into Chu Lan's arms and shouted happily: "Brother."

Chu Lan stretched out her hand to hug him tightly, Wen Xi seemed to have not woken up yet, closed her eyes again, and fell asleep in his arms.

Director Zhou yelled "Cut."

Wen Xi excitedly said to the system: "Isn't it perfect!"

Unexpectedly, Chu Lan let go of him and put him on the sofa, and said with a smile, "What did you call me just now?"

Wen Xi blushed and responded, but did not speak.

Chu Lan said: "You don't have any lines in the script, forgot?"

Zhou Zhiqi came over and said bitterly: "You think you are a fan of Chu Lan's little girl, brother Chu Lan shouted."

Only then did Wen Xi understand, and he nodded regretfully, he couldn't control himself for a moment and cried out...

Zhou Zhiqi frowned, and said rather awkwardly: "The two of you were in a mood just now."

"It's like... just like I feel like I'm taking pictures of the domineering president's little wife, you two... the atmosphere is so lingering."