After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

Qi Lin was slippery, his voice was mixed in the air next to Zang Nandu's ear, and he couldn't catch it.

Same as the people on the body.

Qilin slid down following the sound, and continued to stick to Zang Nandu's body along the way. The seam of his skirt was wide open, and his inner legs were sticking out, and he deliberately slipped sideways into the opponent's trousers.

The whole person is very slippery.

Zang Nandu stood on the spot and supported the man with one hand, stopped on Qilin's hair from the waistline up, and pulled him closer, asking, "Why not?"

Qilin stared blankly at Zang Nandu, raised his chin and raised the bar, "Everything."

"Say it again." Zang Nandu repeated.

"I said you don't—" Qilin pressed the word "Xing" on the tip of his tongue against his palate, and he was subconsciously bitten, and his mouth instantly became fishy.

The body moved forward, Zang Nandu lifted his arm up, his stomach was on the opponent's shoulder, and his gaze hit the ground.

"Chengzhou," Zang Nandu carried the man on his shoulders, and said lightly when he reached Sun Chengzhou and his son, "Let the people inside wait a while, I'll get in the car."

"That," Sun Chengzhou opened his mouth, nodding as sharply as before, "Master Zang," Sun Chengzhou tugged on Zang Nandu's shoulder lightly, hesitating on his face, "Don't be as knowledgeable as him, you hold me up—"

Sun Chengzhou didn't finish speaking, seeing Zang Nandu's face, he closed his mouth, then let go and bent down, thinking about Lord Zang and walking slowly.

This is the first time that Che Qilin went to Zang Nandu. I can't remember clearly, but this time is different.

Zang Nandu was locked.

"Open your mouth," Zang Nandu put the back of his hand on Qilin's neck, lifted it up gently, and pressed himself over it.

Qi Lin didn't react, just opened his mouth mechanically, and finally the hot mouth in the other party's mouth stopped before his eyes.

That was indeed the prelude to an urgent kiss.

"Don't you want to continue?" Qi Lin propped his arms forward, but his chin was pinched, and Zang Nandu stared into his mouth.

Zang Nandu twirled Qilin's mouth lightly with his finger, "There is blood."

Qi Lin licked his mouth, it was indeed fishy.

"Think I'm fishy?" Qi Lin didn't move forward any more, and wanted to retreat, after all, the other side looked repulsive.

But the process of his retreat was interrupted by the other party, Qi Lin raised his head and looked into Zang Nandu's eyes, the anger when he carried himself in just now was gone, it was like a burning match soaked in water, with a sizzling sound, and even smoke None.

Before Qi Lin came and thought too much, he was rubbed into the opponent's body.

A very tender hug.

So gentle that Qilin suspects that the person holding him is not Zang Nandu.

"No," Zang Nandu replied, he adjusted the angle of his face inward, and let out a soft breath.

Qi Lin could only feel that Zang Nandu was emotionally unstable now, as if he was holding himself and trying to control his strength.

Under the premise of absolute possession, still keep a sense of proportion.

After the separation, Qi Lin's mouth was gently opened by the other party, and he stretched out his fingers and took a cotton swab to gently press the wound, doing it cautiously and carefully.

Qi Lin raised his head slightly, his chin ached from being lifted by Zang Nandu.

Two hot fingers pinched Qi Lin's chin, working enthusiastically and hard, but its owner didn't say a word.

Qilin stuck out his tongue and rubbed against Zang Nandu's hand, and asked, "Then why don't you kiss me?"

It was so quiet for a while.

Zang Nandu sat back and lit a cigarette, but instead of putting it in his mouth, he let Qilin hold it. After that, Zang Nandu took off his coat with one hand and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the large tattoo on his shoulder.

Qilin's sight was full of messy black lines, and it was the first time that he could see the whole picture of the tattoo so intuitively and clearly.

When Qilin was still in a daze, Zang Nandu led his hand holding the cigarette forward, and the sparks on the cigarette were lit on the black patches. Qilin suddenly came back to his senses, pulled his hand, and said anxiously, "What are you doing?" What?"

"I said before that I will make mistakes," Zang Nandu pointed to Qi Lin's hand and said, "You can punish me."

"Is it wrong to kiss me?" Qi Lin switched hands and touched the burnt wound on Zang Nandu's body just now, "Then I—"

Before he finished speaking, Zang Nandu leaned forward fiercely, his eyes were hot, and he shook his eyelashes, his voice could not help but suppress, "Kiss you, isn't it?"

In the end, he slightly raised his angle, and tapped Qi Lin's forehead lightly, "It hurts you."

Qi Lin slightly opened his eyes wide and forgot to speak.

"Master Zang, Director Wang really can't wait any longer, let me come over and ask, when can we go?" Sun Chengzhou's shadow stood outside the door, lowering his head and asking in a low voice.

"Go now," Zang Nandu put on his clothes and got up to open the door, but he didn't let Sun Chengzhou follow, he just confessed, "Take care of it, pack it up before going out."

Qi Lin's arms were still hot.

When Zang Nandu left, Sun Chengzhou quickly poked his head in, "Are you all right?"

"No," Qi Lin moved in by himself.

Sun Chengzhou saw that there was blood at the corner of Qilin's mouth, his face changed, and then he got into the car by himself, found a cotton swab and stuffed it in Qilin's hand to stop the bleeding, and then he held the steering wheel and explained, "Master Zang has a measure, he I don't want to see you suffer."

Qi Lin put his right hand on his mouth and played happily, "Then you stopped him just now."

"I was afraid that Lord Zang couldn't help but put you here." Sun Chengzhou looked at Qi Lin with a naive face, and said seriously, "Master Zang is not happy to see blood."

"Dirty?" The cotton swab in Qi Lin's hand was red, he had just pierced the side wall of his mouth with his teeth, and now the bleeding stopped.

Sun Chengzhou shook his head when he heard this, and said something about Qi Lin that sounded like a joke.

"He feels guilty," Sun Chengzhou raised his head as if thinking about something, "Something happened to Mr. Zang when he just graduated, and I followed him at that time."

"An accident?" Qi Lin leaned forward, curious, "Was it during the graduation rehearsal?"

Sun Chengzhou raised his eyebrows, "Have you heard of it?"

"No, I guessed it, the tutor said before that we will have presentations and performances in the second semester of our junior year, and we will be graduating soon." Qi Lin continued to ask after explaining briefly, "What happened to Master Zang?"

"I don't know the specifics. Anyway, Mr. Zang had a bad temper at the time. He was obviously a top actor in Chinese dramas. In the end, he didn't even take a drama when he left school. He went straight to the wild road. It’s what it is today,” Sun Chengzhou saw that Qi Lin’s mouth was almost cleaned up, and opened the car door, “I can’t guess what happened before Master Zang, but there is one thing I know very well.”

Sun Chengzhou got off the car and went to Qilin to help open the door. He waited for Qilin to step down before he opened his mouth.

"Master Zang just now felt distressed."

As soon as Qi Lin's feet hit the ground, his heart skipped a beat and floated upwards.

In the end, he didn't speak, and smiled for Sun Chengzhou's back.

The production crew spent a whole day cleaning up, and on the second night, because they took good care of everyone inside, and Liang Shuxing, who was thought to be injured by accident, the recording process was delayed by another day than originally planned.

The current room is for them to choose temporarily, and Liang Shuxing is arranged on the first floor, which is convenient for travel.

In the evening, everyone is in their own room, because the recording of the program has not started, so the room is still enough for people to live in. After moving during the day and tidying up for a day, there is no one in the living room at night.

Only the staff of the program group carry out the final equipment debugging.

"Thanks for your hard work," Qi Lin put on a shirt and loose, casual light coffee-colored trousers, and helped to hold the handle as soon as he went out.

The workload outside is actually quite heavy. Due to the problem of accommodation, it is impossible for all the staff in charge of the shift to be there at night, so there are only two or three people in total. It will take some effort to install this set of equipment.

Qi Lin's mouth was dry at night, and he came out to drink water wearing a tongue-pressing cap with a broken edge. He happened to see it, so he put the cup on it to help smooth the thread, "I just went to the kitchen and saw that there was still hot water. I found a clean cup. , put it on the table."

As Qi Lin spoke, he saw that he knew all the slots for the thread installation, tried to install it a few times, and asked the staff to make sure it was correct, so he simply squatted here to help.

"Do you still understand this?" A few people squatted together and looked at the children, because the trainees are basically pretty boys, and I dare not say the basic skills of singing and dancing, but this kind of professional audio equipment debugging , the average person rarely understands.

Around this topic, Qi Lin got acquainted with several people inside.

"Is there anyone outside?" The door at the end of the first floor opened, and Liang Shuxing came out rubbing his eyes, "Help me."

Because of the lively chatting outside, Liang Shuxing's voice was not loud, so at first no one saw Liang Shuxing standing in the dark corner of the corner.

Then Liang Shuxing rang a second time, obviously emotional this time.

"Even if this show doesn't have a decent logistics, at least the living people have it?"

At this moment, someone dropped the work in hand and went forward, "Mr. Liang, I'm sorry, I just chatted and didn't see you."

"It's still time for you to go to work." Liang Shuxing's feet are inconvenient to move, but no one is supporting him and he can't walk far, so he can only barely lean on them, "Can you correct your attitude, laughing and joking during working hours, money is so easy to earn now ?”

When Liang Shuxing said something, the man's face turned red, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only nod along sideways.

Liang Shuxing walked along the table and saw that there was water on it, so he asked, "How can you measure something that is so powerful? Too much is a waste."

"I'm going to the bathroom, help me," Liang Shuxing guessed that his mouth was thirsty, so he took a cup and drank it himself.

Those who are still squatting on the ground busy wiring are silent, working in a muffled manner.

Those who do their business rely on their craftsmanship to eat, and they are afraid of meeting such a difficult ancestor, and even if they do, they can only consider themselves unlucky.

I comfort myself in my heart that as long as I can make money, I will not mess with that show.

"Let me come." Qi Lin stood up from the side and took off his hat, because a lot of hair stuck to his forehead after working for a long time. "I'm not at work, so I just went to wash my face."

"Teacher Liang," Qi Lin went to hold the other's shoulder by himself, replacing the embarrassing staff member.

This is the uncle who talked to him just now. He has dark skin and shows his white teeth when he smiles.

When passing by, Qi Lin patted the staff on the shoulder, smiled behind Liang Shuxing's back, and gestured "it's okay".

Liang Shuxing saw that it was Qi Lin who changed his face, but he didn't say much after looking around.

The public bathroom on the first floor is at the end of the passage on the first floor, and the light is not very good. Liang Shuxing is not sure what Qilin means now, and he himself does not speak.

When I came out just now, I saw that there were no trainees from other companies around, so I didn't have much scruples when I spoke, and I didn't expect Qilin to be squatting on the ground.

The light in the room is not very good, but it is softer. Liang Shuxing looks up in the mirror inside, and he can see the gap between himself and Qilin even more.

Not just age, the contrast of facial features is even more serious.

Liang Shuxing has been praised all the way since he was a child, beauty in his heart is as normal as eating and drinking.

Even after entering the entertainment circle, he has never been in trouble because of his face.

But just now, the second face in the mirror.

He felt horrible.

In the beginning, he stayed by Zang Nandu's side, and now he has stepped into the entertainment industry. What Qi Lin wants now is too obvious.

"Qilin," Liang Shuxing said suddenly, with a smile on his face, "I was wrong before."

Qilin was leaning against the door by himself, when he heard Liang Shuxing speak, he turned his head, "What can you do to me?"

"Before that tea, my assistant was unreliable. If I didn't inquire about it later, I wouldn't know that you don't have it." Liang Shuxing slowly turned around by himself, leaning on the edge of the pool, "It's not that he does this kind of thing. Once or twice, I make up my own mind about what to do, so in the end I just didn’t use him.”

"Actually, I didn't want to say it at first," Liang Shuxing smiled, "I'm just afraid that it will be a hurdle in your heart, and it happens to be just the two of us today. If we talk about it, there will be no problem."

"If Master Zang didn't tell me, I wouldn't have noticed," Qi Lin said, laughing himself, standing next to Liang Shuxing, dipping his hands in water and twisting his hair, not paying much attention, "I really don't need it, it's quite tiring." .”

Liang Shuxing could tell who the words were alluding to, so he had nothing to say.

When Qilin came out, the staff outside who were putting up the wire hadn't left yet, and he helped tinker with it for an hour before he finally went into the house to sleep.

It was already midnight when we returned to the room.

The mobile phone that was left on the bed earlier vibrated, I don't know how many messages.

Half of them are from the big group of the program group, and the other half are from Shan Yiting.

-cp program group

-sky!Does anyone read blogs?Is it really necessary to record the program like this?The options for netizens are simple, what color are the little girls thinking about now?

- You see, you just didn’t watch Daqun. The program team said that it is likely to be revised again, and the next program recording will also be changed to live broadcast. It is said that the response was quite good last time.

- No, I really have enough women's clothing.

The last live broadcast was not very good because of the many routes and complicated intersections. In addition, fan canvassing and support activities have begun to appear on the official blog. The popularity of many members is too low for the program team to spend time on it.

What we need to do now is to concentrate on drainage and distribute the due exposure to the people with the most potential.

This also fulfilled what Shan Yiting said.

-Next, do your best to attract attention.

- Or rather, unscrupulous.

Shooting started the next day as normal.

It should also be confirmed that the model must be changed, and the old route of the first phase of the explosion should be followed.

Qi Lin pushed open the door and saw Chun Meiling standing at the door carrying a suitcase. There were a lot of big business breads parked outside the yard, and the costumes needed for the show were all brought in by one line.

"Wow! Kobayashi!" Chun Meiling ran forward chattering, still immersed in her previous amazing women's clothing style, and saved a lot of good pictures in her mobile phone, "This time I am in charge of your main style, and I specially applied for it. , don't worry."

Because of the previous experience, most people's nerves are still very tense.

The director was on the scene, typing on the script in his hand, "Everyone pay attention now, the actors will start after finishing their makeup."

"This live broadcast is only for a short while, and the regular part will still be recorded and edited and then broadcast."

"Okay, okay, let's start when everyone is ready."

Qilin was sitting on the sofa, and Chun Meiling pinched his face, "I haven't seen you for a while, your skin is still growing back, and it's more tender than when you were in high school."

Liang Shuxing happened to be sitting next to him and moved his ears.

The live broadcast in the makeup room, starting from the star's bare makeup, this program wanted to create the most realistic and free program effect, and it finally proved that it was indeed achieved.

-Oh my god, this program group doesn't even open up beauty, it's really hardcore.

- isn't it on?There is really nothing on Na Qiqi's face, I admire [cover face]

-I went here to compare, Xiao Xing is regarded as good-looking in the circle, and I can see the acne on Xing Xing's face. By the way, Xing Xing is 24 this year, right?

There was a large screen facing the center of the living room on the live show, and the trainees could see what was said on the barrage.

Liang Shuxing even made a subtle movement, turning his face away.

This recording used a few short passages from the original script, and cp used the most popular groups from the previous live broadcast to form groups, and conducted one-to-many casting auditions.

Scenes were filmed in the current house.

So this time is not only an opportunity to make a debut, but also a strong push to enter the entertainment industry.

There are three mini-scripts in total.

A short drama tailored according to the temperament of each member.

In this way, the program team also worked hard.

But someone inside looked at the script and murmured to himself, "No, no one notified me when the role was fixed. If I was assigned an unpleasant role that doesn't take up the role, how much would it hurt the audience's favorability?"

"That's how it was originally. If you don't believe me, go and read the book by Makoto Sahara and Shuxing Liang. It's absolutely sweet and interactive and lovable. It would be nice if a trainee like us could have a line. Don't think about not having some." The people who were still putting on makeup saw that the live broadcast was not facing this way, so they complained here.

"Xiao Lin, what book do you have?" The trainees played well in private, so they had a good relationship with Qi Lin. Now that the roles were assigned, they naturally wanted to look at each other.

Qi Lin didn't hide it, but took it out generously, "It's not pleasing."

"My God," the man looked at the script and scratched his head, and looked at Qi Lin's harmless face, a little in disbelief, "You are too outrageous."

"Isn't this a typical pervert?"

Qi Lin was sitting, and Chun Meiling stretched out her hand to read the script as well, and finally yelled, "That's right, let me hate you."

"It really won't work if this stuff comes out," Chun Meiling frowned at the end, "Why don't you tell the program team, after all—"

"I act," Qi Lin rolled back the script by himself, "Acting originally has to have both good and bad, and acting like it does."

"Your heart is too big," Chun Meiling poked her finger on it, "Look at this line, this excerpt," she looked around, the key is do you know who you are playing against? "

Qilin raised his face and waited for Chun Meiling to dust his face with powder, "I know."

"Liang Shuxing."

The script is passive.

"Okay, okay, let's start with the selection of the live broadcast, wait until the final makeup is done, and those who want to eat after taking pictures can go to the cafeteria to gather first." The director commanded the scene, sitting on a two-meter-high ladder and followed The on-site camera is looking for a camera position.

The script Qilin got was still a villain, from actions to lines, there was no possibility of likability.

Chunmei Ling raised her cheeks, dangling from one to the other, and finally couldn't get angry, "It must be Liang Shuxing who messed up, you and him are not even in the same group, how can you still have a scene with him in the end?" ?”

At the beginning, the program group asked for cp reorganization according to the popularity of the live broadcast some time ago. According to Qilin's votes and ranking, it is reasonable to say that he should be in the same group as Sahara Makoto, and Liang Shuxing has his own group.

But the temporary notice they received was because Liang Shuxing had an injury on his foot, and they made temporary adjustments to the corner split.

Moreover, Elder Ge, who was in charge of the script, didn't know about this matter.

The explanation of this matter by the program group is that this kind of subtle adjustment does not need to disturb the elderly if it does not affect the overall situation.

Chunmei Ling was so angry, it was obvious that the program crew had partiality.

"I just do a makeup that no one else can forget," she said with gritted teeth.

Qi Lin laughed on the sidelines.

In fact, he didn't think it mattered.

I am not afraid of being scolded by the character, but I am afraid that no one will pay attention at all.

Xiao Linlin, even if we are gentle scum now, I have to make you the most coquettish and eye-catching one. "

Chun Meiling stretched out her hand to rub Qi Lin's slightly long hair, turned up suddenly, and asked, "Lin Lin, that's—"

"Have you ever tried combing your hair up?"

"It's like this." Chun Meiling touched a mirror and yelled at Qi Lin's face, "You still have bangs on your hairline, go straight up, fuck, fuck me."

"It's so handsome." Chun Meiling found something extraordinary, looked left and right with wide eyes, "You nod, and I'll start to fuck you."

Qilin suddenly turned his head back, looking at Chunmei Lingle, "You can come here as long as you feel comfortable."

Now that there is no live camera in the room, everyone has started to relax a lot. The styling needs to be done for at least an hour or two. Some people are playing with their mobile phones and eating chicken. Several people get together and wave to Qi Lin, "Come on game?"

Qilin smiled and shook his hand, "No, I'll sleep for a while."

When Qi Lin opened his eyes again, it was approaching night, and the living room was full of excitement. They all knew that the program should be recorded immediately, and a few people started to play against each other.

Qi Lin was also nestled on the sofa to read the book. Originally, he could lie on the bed in his own room, but because he had a lot of roles in this role, he was dragged down to accompany him.

Now sitting across from him is Liang Shuxing, who is also reading the book. As he sits, he can smell mint on his feet because the potion is not far away from him.

But during these 10 minutes, the other party at least glanced at him more than once.

He and Liang Shuxing took the same notebook, with everyone's lines on it, so that he could use it when he was acting alone.

"Xiao Lin," Liang Shuxing suddenly called him from the opposite side, "I'm here anyway, right?"

Qilin glanced at him, then smiled and said, "Okay."

There is not much professional nutrition in the script, and it is basically a collision of emotions. It can be seen that the person who wrote the book focused on that. Qi Lin moved over by himself, stared at Liang Shuxing and asked, "Does the foot injury still hurt?"

Liang Shuxing smiled, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Qi Lin let out a cry, and rolled the script in his hand into a tube. When squatting down, he turned his body lightly to cover his movements, then wrapped the pestle around the other's ankle, and asked with a smile. sentence,

"now what?"