The actor and his Mr. Fu

Xu Bai, washed and didn't sleep.

Lying on the bed, he tossed and turned, thinking about everything that happened in the garden just now, thinking—is Mr. Fu teasing him?

He is so kind to himself, does it mean that he has a chance?

But Mr. Fu, what a "pure and pure" character.

The gourd doll nestled on Xu Bai's soft pillow, and seven of them surrounded Xu Bai's head like a halo, as if this could absorb one more signal for Xu Bai.

After a while, Xu Bai took out his mobile phone to check if Fu Xitang was still online, but when he opened it, he saw Qu Li posted a new Moments.

Gourd Baby’s Father: The Great Rift Valley & Mount Kilimanjaro【Picture】【Picture】【Picture】

Xu Bai quickly clicked on the picture to see it, and sat up in shock.

He was here to help people look after the child, but the child's father took his wife to travel to Africa!But in just one day, he actually ran to Africa!Look at the Great Rift Valley!

Why didn't the Great Rift Valley bury him? Xu Bai calmly decided to blackmail Qu Li again.

Looking at the picture again, Qu Li is holding a beautiful walnut from behind. The background is the mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, which is beautiful and romantic.

Xu Bai ate a meal of dog food angrily, looking at Cucurbit Baby unavoidably with a trace of resentment.In the past two days, he seemed to be eating dog food all the time, eating a ton at a time, until he doubted his life.

Why didn't he act like this when he didn't like anyone before?

I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight.

Xu Bai ran to the window again, scratched the creeper's younger brother, and asked, "What is Mr. Fu doing?"

The ivy brother crawled over lazily with sleepiness, he was going to be angry with Xu Bai, because Xu Bai robbed him of the job of handing the bowls and chopsticks.But the climbing tiger brother is a good brother with a kind heart. He looked at Xu Bai's sincere eyes, and his heart softened again, so he agreed to help him investigate.

So Xu Bai waited and waited, leaning against the window to enjoy the wind, bored.

About 10 minutes later, the ivy brother came back, brought him a green fruit the size of a ping-pong ball, and gestured to him——Mr. gave it to you.

Give me a fruit?

Xu Bai asked suspiciously, "What kind of fruit is this?"

Creeper brother: honey fruit.

Xu Bai: "What is honey fruit? Why have I never heard of it?"

Brother Creeper: I haven’t heard of it either. This is what my husband said, and he said it’s for you to eat.

So Xu Bai didn't ask any more questions, thanked Brother Creeper and let him go to bed.

When the ivy brother left, Xu Bai closed the window and returned to the bed with the fruit.The fruit was still stained with clean water, and it had obviously been washed, so he took a big bite—it was sweet and refreshing, and tasted great.

Wait, why did Mr. Fu find out about the ivy brother again?

Xu Bai suddenly realized this fact, fearing that Mr. Fu would have another hostage incident, he hid the books and model airplanes in the drawer after eating fruit, and hurriedly turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The next day, Xu Bai and Fu Xitang went out together.Xu Bai went to film, and Fu Xitang went to find Shang Si.When waving goodbye, Xu Bai suddenly had the feeling that they were really a couple living under the same roof, going out to work together.

Looking back, Ah Yan was sitting in front of the small building carrying a ponytail, with a litter of gourd babies on her head, yawning continuously.

Xu Bai suddenly had the illusion that he wanted to support his family, it was terrible.

Zhu Ziyi also came for filming today.

During the meal, the monster trio reunited, sitting around and whispering.

Zhu Ziyi squinted at Xu Bai and asked, "Why did you go with Young Master Ye the day before yesterday?"

Xu Bai also squinted at him: "Is your news too late?"

"What? Brother Xu, did you go out with Young Master Ye?" Jiang Sheng was at a loss.

Zhu Ziyi swept over coldly, "This month's bonus is gone."

Jiang Sheng seemed to be mourning his concubine, secretly hating himself for having to talk so much.

Xu Bai said: "We went to the monster's study and saw the old Mr. Fu in the book, but we can't say anything else."

Zhu Ziyi nodded, expressing his understanding, and then said: "Sihai's anniversary is coming soon, and this time it's the [-]th anniversary. You happen to be filming in Beijing, so you can't be absent. I'll call Director Yao later. Greetings, you will finish work an hour early on that day and dress up properly."

"It's just the company's anniversary, there's no need to dress up like a red carpet." Xu Bai said.

"What do you know, you know how to raise pigs!" Zhu Ziyi hated that iron cannot be made into steel.

"Pigs are so cute." Xu Bai calmly said.

"Heh, I'm cuter than you." Zhu Ziyi didn't want to be outdone: "Do you know who the company has recently signed? Zhou Qi!"

Hearing this name, Xu Bai couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

And just when Zhu Ziyi thought he was going to make some shocking remarks, he asked, "Who is Zhou Qi?"

Zhu Ziyi held his breath in his throat and almost suffocated.

"You don't know what kind of eyebrows people raise?"

"I'm just surprised, where did the big star make you so afraid, and I don't even know it."

Zhu Ziyi rolled his eyes, feeling that he needed a quick-acting heart-relief pill.

"Zhou Qi! Haven't you watched the popular costume drama these days? He's the leading actor, and he's hot enough to throw you into the East African Rift Valley." Zhu Ziyi played perfectly again. his dry humor.

Jiang Sheng gasped, "So red?"

Zhu Ziyi nodded: "And his acting skills are also good. Did I say that neither of you watch TV or check Weibo?"

Xu Bai and Jiang Sheng opened their mouths to explain, but Zhu Ziyi immediately waved his hands and said, "Stop talking, I know, the Agricultural Channel raises pigs."

Actually not.

Jiang Sheng has been visiting monster forums recently, and it is impossible for Zhou Qi, a star who has just become popular, to save any splash there.

Xu Bai was so focused on filming and Mr. Fu that he didn't have the energy to think about anything else.

Zhu Ziyi continued: "It is said that Young Master Ye asked someone to sign him before the show aired, and kept him secret. As a result, within two months, he became popular, and now at least his net worth has doubled."

Xu Bai understood what Zhu Ziyi meant, "Young Master Ye has a vicious vision. If he is signed, he must be cultivated vigorously. But his way of acting is different from mine."

"You think people don't want to enter the big screen?" Zhu Ziyi asked.

"Then you think I don't want to make TV dramas?" Xu Bai asked back.

The air froze for a moment, filled with an embarrassing atmosphere.

"Crack." Jiang Sheng bit into pieces of chocolate.

Zhu Ziyi took a deep breath, kept himself as calm as possible, and said, "Then what do you want to play? I'll choose for you."

Xu Bai thought about it seriously, and said, "Look at the script, look at the partner, and don't look at the salary. History, martial arts, choose one of the two."

When he said that, Zhu Ziyi understood what he meant.Among other things, at least in terms of work, Xu Bai is the most serious and responsible of all the artists he has worked with. He knows exactly what he wants.

I have made many movies, and I have won trophies. It is not bad to have a look at the nationality.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he still seriously warned: "Anniversary, you still have to do as I said, I have made an appointment with the stylist for you."

Seeing that he persisted, Xu Bai didn't object anymore.

Zhu Ziyi was worried, so he said: "Are you willing to be ridiculed by your black people—even your only beauty is suppressed by others? Zhou Qi's appearance is very outstanding, otherwise he would not be so popular."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Xu Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He has long looked down on the online fan-black war, because he can really live for a long time.

Xu Bai now cares more about his play and his Mr. Fu.

For the next period of time, there were night scenes every day, so Xu Bai was extremely busy.He leaves early and returns late every day, and even has dinner at the crew. Although he still lives under the same roof as Fu Xitang, the time he can meet is greatly shortened.

But Xu Bai can always get a fruit from the ivy brother before going to bed every night.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he slept very soundly after eating the fruit, and he woke up very energetic the next day.

Fu Xitang became leisurely again, he often sat in the study drawing drawings, or sat on the balcony reading a book.Occasionally, he would glance at the studio next door and catch a trace of Xu Bai's voice from the wind.

Xu Bai's "A Flower" is still in his hands. The pages of the book have been flipped through repeatedly, and annotations have been written one after another, new and old, like the intersection of stories.

Another artificial rain fell next door.

The protagonist in the story walked quickly to the gate, opened it, and welcomed a guest holding a black umbrella.Today is the ninth day of the story, and this is his No.13 guest.

Shen Qingshu didn't expect that it was him he was waiting for, he was puzzled and puzzled, but he was still polite and even friendly to welcome him in.Because this is his teacher, as well as his father's teacher, he is well-known and has students all over the place.

In Shen Qingshu's memory, this teacher devoted himself to teaching and educating people, was indifferent to fame and wealth, and was very generous to all students.When his father was not at home, he often asked Shen Qingshu to have dinner, and took good care of him since he was a child.

But he came, on the last day before Shen Qingshu's death, such a critical day, he came to visit in the rain.

After Shen Qingshu figured it out in the study that day, he figured out many problems that he couldn't figure out before.For nine short days, he was trapped in this maze of time, and everyone who visited must have something to do with the story of his death.

So, how did the teacher he always respected appear?

The more he walked into the house, the more he talked with him, the doubts in Shen Qingshu's heart became more and more serious.But he is no longer the Shen Qingshu two days ago. After experiencing what happened to his father, even if he is confused, he can still look ahead unswervingly and never waver.

He's dead isn't he?He should be more fearless.

So in the next half a day, even though Shen Qingshu was suffering from inner torment and was unwilling to doubt the teacher, he still put up 12 points of energy to deal with him with all his strength.

Every sentence may be a trap.

Every slight shift in tone may be a harbinger of storms to come.

He proceeded step by step, like a game of chess, cautiously.

This is a war without gunpowder, all warmth is an illusion, all concern is poison to the bone.

Although Fu Xitang couldn't see what was going on in the small building next door, he could hear it.As long as he wanted to, any disturbance in these two houses could not be hidden from his ears.

Flowers and trees have no eyes, but they can perceive the world.

It feels like listening to a book.

He seemed to have returned to the days when he was looking after the Liyuan. Everyone respected him and called him "Mr. Fu". Whenever there was any big drama being staged, they always came to ask him to have a look.

Xu Bai also always calls him "Mr. Fu", but his "Mr. Fu" seems to be different from others.

There was a little admiration in that voice, Mr. Fu.Sometimes there will be a trace of surprise, or a trace of gratitude, and a trace of... like the sweet smell wafting from nowhere in the wind.

Fu Xitang listened to the book for many days, and the book was opened on that page, and it has not moved for a long time.

It took him a long time to finally think of what Xu Bai looked like - he was like a bowl of iced mung bean soup on a hot summer day.

Clean and straight as transparent mint water, dotted with beautiful red and green silk, sweet winter melon candy and candied dates.But he doesn't only have the flashy and dispensable things, there are glutinous rice and mung beans in the bowl.

Thinking of this, Fu Xitang gently tapped the pages of the book with his fingertips, closed his eyes, and continued to listen to the play next door quietly, his expression becoming more and more relaxed.

This important scene has been filmed for more than ten days, and it is finally almost finished.

In such a tense verbal confrontation, Shen Qingshu still didn't lose himself, but slowly got the truth out of his teacher's mouth.

His teacher was the traitor who sent out the information. He used the excuse of "checking the gates for Father Shen" to read the manuscripts that Father Shen wanted to publish in the newspaper - this is what he often does for students, and of course Father Shen would not will be suspicious.

After the manuscript was sent back, it was only slightly deleted and revised. Out of trust in his teacher, Shen's father would not go to the bottom of it just for one or two words.As a result, countless pieces of information were mixed in the manuscript and published.

The last visit on this last day brought Shen Qingshu only two choices, take refuge or die.

Fu Xitang listened intently, suddenly a little curious about the final direction of the story.Shen Qingshu died in the end, but the story will never end here.

At this time, Fu Xitang's visitor also arrived.