It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

Ten minutes before Ye Cheng came, Song Ruoci had just hung up on Tang Ruoshi's phone.

"Ruoci, what's the matter between you and Ye Cheng?" Tang Ruoshi, who asked Ye Cheng many questions, was in a good mood.

"It's just like what Senior Ye said on Weibo." In front of his own sister, he still played tricks a little. After all, good memories should be hidden and recollected secretly.

"Why did you change your name to Senior Ye? Are you sorry?" Tang Ruoshi smiled, "I asked something for you, do you want to hear it? It's Ye Cheng's opinion of you."

Song Ruoci suddenly became energetic: "I want to hear it! My sister is the best!"

"Tsk." Tang Ruoshi tutted lightly.

Tang Ruoshi said that Ye Cheng thought he was a very dedicated actor.

I think he is a very motivated junior.

I admire him very much.

Most importantly his cat likes him.

Tang Ruoshi's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a soft tone, "Are you happy, my dear brother?"

The drama Song Ruoci acted in before is thunderous, who knows how Ye Cheng watched it, and Ye Cheng only watched one of his own plays when he came to the set, so I don't know where he can see his professionalism and self-motivation.It's true that Mary and Jack like him, but that's because he has the fat gain buff.

Even though he knew it was just polite words, Song Ruoci's little heart couldn't help shouting and cheering.

"Happy." He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, his cheeks were burning like clouds of fire, "very happy."

"That's all you can do." Tang Ruoshi laughed and scolded her younger brother for not being able to live up to expectations. "It's been six years, and he's stumbled once. He got himself a rumored boyfriend and came out. I laughed to death. You should know that he didn't care whether he attended events or Participating in entertainment, all kinds of attentions were blocked by him and Zhou Nan..."

Tang Ruoshi continued to talk endlessly, Song Ruoci sat on the small stool and listened quietly, thinking that Ye Cheng praised him so much and helped him once... huh?No, it seems to be twice?

And that time when I was taking makeup photos and changing costumes, in the fitting room...

I haven't thanked him this time, and I haven't figured out how to thank the male god last time.

If only I could thank myself.Song Ruoci carefully rubbed his hot cheeks, thinking unrealistically.

"Go ahead and film, I won't bother you anymore." Tang Ruoshi said, "Come on, don't let Ye Cheng praise you and your tail will go up to the sky."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ruoci thought about thanking Ye Cheng for this scandal first, and then thought about how to thank him earlier.

However, after sending Lan Ting a message, he withered.

No matter what he breaks the rules, everyone pays attention to him, can't he post a Weibo?Besides, Ye Cheng really helped him out of the siege, not saying a word of thanks would be too heartless.

Just do what you say, and when you rolled up your sleeves and prepared to post on Weibo, Ye Cheng came.

Coat, talk, milk tea.

The sugar-coated shells one after another launched a wave of honey offensive, so sweet that he couldn't find the north.

Until Mu Zhe's loud voice chopped off the formed candy with a single knife.

"Mu Zhe." Song Ruoci stepped forward, and interrupted the quarrel between him and the girl in charge in a cold voice, "What are you arguing about?"

"Oh, Brother Song!" Mu Zhe came over with the things in his hand, "I brought you something! I didn't know where you were, and she yelled a few words, and she told me to shut up. If you said it was true, let me What if you're freezing?"

In Mu Zhe's hands were big bags and small bags, including cushions, cushions, thin blankets, and even a huge folding chair.

The venue rented by the crew is not big, and there are many staff and actors, so it is very crowded. No matter how cold it is, everyone just wears thick coats and sits on the small stools in the rest area, trying to make room for the people around them.

On the other hand, Mu Zhe brought all irrelevant things except thick clothes.

Besides, Song Ruoci didn't ask him to take these things specially.

How could Sister Lan assign such an assistant to herself?

"Teacher Song." Knowing that this is Song Ruoci's assistant, the little girl on stage did not look any better. "Your assistant's voice is too loud, and the actors on the stage are so noisy."

"I'm sorry." Song Ruoci bowed slightly and apologized to the little girl, "I'll let him pay attention."

After the little girl from the field service left, Mu Zhe continued to shout loudly: "Brother Song, I found you! It's so cold today! You caught a cold and the company will find me!"

Song Ruoci frowned and said, "Did I tell you to take these things?"

Mu Zhe said: "Ah? I'm not afraid that you will be cold or tired! You must be very tired from filming! I just happened to have a folding chair, so I can lie down and rest for a while."

When he said, "You must be very tired from filming", an older actor in the group just passed by them. There are also a lot of qualifications in the circle.

Chen Feng glanced at Song Ruoci lightly, and walked over with his assistant without saying a word, Song Ruoci bent down to say hello to him and ignored him.

Song Ruoci rubbed his forehead lightly, thinking that Mu Zhe was probably sent by the monkey opposite, "I'll keep the blanket, and you take the other things. I didn't tell you to take things from now on, so don't make up your own mind."

After sending Mu Zhe away, Song Ruoci took the blanket and returned to the rest area, Ye Cheng and Zhou Nan were gone, feeling a little empty in his heart.

However, more important matters weighed on his heart, so he had to let go of this loss first.

Song Ruoci: Sister Lan, is Mu Zhe a new employee of the company?

Lan Ting: Yes, but he is not a novice in the industry. He has worked in another entertainment company before.

Song Ruoci: Then is he the assistant you assigned to me?

Lan Ting: The company directly assigned you.

Song Ruoci: I see, thank you Sister Lan.

After closing WeChat, Song Ruoci narrowed his eyes and looked at the thin blanket in his hand.

Comments on Weibo have become overwhelming, but the new budding "asking Xinghe to thank" is faintly overwhelming.

I have three flashes: how long has it been, why hasn't anyone from Xinghe come out to say something, maybe he wants to continue to rub off on my male god's popularity? ? ?

Ye Tangtang tweeted throughout her life: To be honest, this kind of popularity emmm, Song Ruoci is shameless, my male god also has shame, thank you!

999 Ways to Suck Cats: Tsk, I think Xinghe is going to fully carry out the principle of shamelessness.

Prosperous and in a trance: At first I thought that the little brother who played the role of the third young master was not bad, but now I feel that his appearance is much lower.

Stockings and no shoes: pokers?Well, I'm just grabbing a hot comment, Xinghe is shameless, thank you for praising me.

After a few glances at the comments on Weibo, Song Ruoci organized his language, and when he raised his hand to enter the first word, a prompt sound jumped into his ears.

Yecheng Sugar: Don't make trouble, my dears, your third young master and brother are filming [picture]! @//叶城Sugar: Those three photos...

In the photo, Song Ruoci was wrapped in that coat, sitting on a small stool quietly reading the script, Ye Cheng stretched out his hand and gestured OK, and the letter O circled Song Ruoci's head again.

When was this... taken?Song Ruoci stared at the phone screen in a daze.

It has been less than a minute since Yecheng posted Weibo, and the number of likes, comments and reposts has exceeded 1.

Carmua: Meow meow?It seems that it is necessary to re-examine the relationship between this little brother and her husband?

Hee hee from hee hee: ah!husband!Miss you!Miss masters!

Catching a Ye Tangtang: Ahhhhhh my husband has been blogging frequently recently!

Nine-year-old genius milk show: It depends on the selfie and the masters!

Maozi Brokeback Mountain Client: You really don’t feel like you have a sense of CP? ? ?Is it really just me?

Ye Cheng's weibo immediately attracted most of the attention, and the words of pointing Xinghe and Song Ruoci were instantly covered by the screen full of husband and god.

Song Ruoci held the phone, her heart felt a little hot, and the seeds germinated under the heat.

Ye Cheng helped himself again.

Five minutes later, after two months, Song Ruoci's Weibo finally had a new update.

Xinghe Song Ruoci: Thank you Brother Yecheng, by the way, the masters are super cute! 【Picture】@//叶城Sugar: Those three photos...

The accompanying picture was taken in Yecheng's room that day. It's a cute photo of Mary and Jack leaning forward towards the camera and hooking their paws towards the camera.

After sending it out, Song Ruoci breathed a sigh of relief, the stone that was pressing on his heart was removed, the clouds and mists were pushed away, and the clouds were kept clear.

"Ding Dong -" a sound.

Somewhere on the set, Ye Cheng looked at the screen and raised the corners of his lips slightly.