After realizing that I am beautiful [Rebirth]

"You fucking——" Liang Shuxing couldn't hold back anymore. On the one hand, his feet hurt. Just now, for the video recording, he endured the pain like being chiseled. When he turned his head, he went to the front seat. When I was watching, I found that the camera silently turned the lens, and the person sitting on it was still smiling at him.

It's just dazzling white teeth.

"If you have something to whisper, you have to hide here," Makoto Sahara finished his makeup from the backstage. When he came, he was refreshed, and when he got behind Liang Shuxing, he stood and didn't move forward.

He didn't expect that the person talking to Liang Shuxing was Qi Lin, and his feet were filled with lead, making it difficult to move, his face was slumped, and his back was scratched repeatedly.

"It's okay, let's chat," Liang Shuxing took a deep breath, and rushed towards Qilin, "If you're okay, we still have to have a show now."

Qi Lin retracted his feet, nodded, his face restrained a lot, he put his palms together, and said with a smile, "Teacher Liang works hard."

When Qi Lin lifted his foot, he could still hear a low and low voice coming from behind.

Presumably Liang Shuxing was very angry.

He is in a good mood now, and in the second half, he mixed a few things by himself and finished work early.

It's the end of the program.

"Kicking CP" is a water test for the market, and the initial response has been good. It is considering making a second season, but the interval between them will not be short.

And with this show, there are many artists who have exploded.

Qi Lin is one of them, and it is the most special. In the show, he is either red or black, and Qi Lin is the only one who is red and black, and black and red.

The black spots and the bright spots fly together, so that no matter which side the fans are tearing up, Qilin's heat can be enough to look good, and the speed of the heat on both ends in three days makes even Liang Shuxing jealous.

What's more, the black people are only concerned about the trivial matters, nothing more than the matter of being slapped by Fan Liang Shuxing in the show, which is still being heated up and down.

In the evening, Qilin saw the serious news on Liang Shuxing's feet, and "Knocking CP" had already planned to cut his recording.

Because there is no way out, Liang Shuxing's physical condition is really not suitable for this kind of high-intensity recording, and the requirements of the subsequent links cannot be met, and the flow is useless.

So the program team hung up the announcement three days later, and at the same time, @星陈梁朱星 expressed his gratitude for his company during this time, which is an official explanation.

The fans below exploded in a circle first, and then some fans led the thread to Qi Lin.

If there is no basis, the clues will be counted separately, which is cheating.

Qi Lin dangled his feet on the edge of the bed to touch the water to drink, and his eyelids were excited by the news of Liang Shuxing, mainly because he went to Zang Nandu's Weibo to browse around.

Because he seldom shows up, it is full of official microblogs of cooperation invitations.

Later, I might not even bother to take care of it, and the final deadline was December last year.

Other than that, nothing else.

There was a commotion downstairs, Qilin lay on the bed with his face up, didn't turn over, but he knew it was a farewell banquet for Liang Shuxing, and people came from Chenxing's side in the afternoon, accompanied by people in coats child's doctor.

Noisy.

Qi Lin straightened his feet, watching the group news of the program group.

- Liang Shuxing suspended recording due to physical reasons.

The news that followed was full of regret.

And get well soon with all the looks.

Some of them said, why did it get serious again when it looked fine before?

It is to withdraw a program and turn it into a funeral.

Qilin didn't go down, and was going to sleep, so he waited for Shan Yiting's call, "It's from a company, go out and give it off."

Qi Lin rolled his eyes around, and finally got up from the bed.

Putting on only his coat, he stepped downstairs.

The entrance of this small building has long been surrounded by crowds, Qi Lin stood at the end of the crowd, listening to the people in front talking about their reluctance.

He wears wireless earphones on his ears, and in his pocket is the video of Zang Nandu rehearsing the big play that was previously circulated on the Internet.

Now he has only achieved the feedback of the picture in his mind through audio.

What I recall is the details of Zang Nandu's body and the law of emotional explosion.

He had been eating this video for a few days, but he couldn't learn it well. With this energy, Qi Lin sat on the sofa with his eyes closed, and suddenly someone patted his shoulder, "Go forward and try to appear on camera. .”

Shan Yiting was only wearing a vest, with both sleeves of his white shirt rolled up, and he bent sideways to give Qi Lin some advice.

Originally, Liang Shuxing's foot injury was criticized by Qilin on the Internet, but Shan Yiting now asks Qilin to come up as soon as he sees it, and future articles will be better.

Qi Lin took another step, patting others on the shoulder and saying excuse me.

The last thing I saw was Liang Shuxing who was already half in the car.

Qi Lin stood in the crowd and waved at him, the eyes on the other side locked quickly.

Finally, there was a quiet closing of the door.

After Liang Shuxing was sent off, the program team booked a hotel. Liang Shuxing, as the protagonist, went first this time, and the rest of the program team followed in the car behind.

Qilin was really lazy, but after hearing what Shan Yiting said, he didn't have a better reason to refute, so he didn't go upstairs, and followed the crew's car directly to see off people.

The hotel is specially reserved by the program team, so the people who can come in are people from the circle.

There is no need to hide it, but everyone still pays attention to their personal image, after all, they need to be careful when they know that they are outside.

You can't afford it.

Qi Lin came early, and went to sit on the seat after washing his hands.

The people in this room are all trainees, because there are not enough tables for people to come, the remaining trainees pick up familiar tables by themselves.

No one sat on the place Qi Lin chose.

Even if there were people left at other tables, most of them added stools and stuffed them themselves.

Qilin was the only one who ate at a table by himself.

Qilin also knew why, after all, now everyone knew that Liang Shuxing was not against him, and Liang Shuxing was in the limelight now, and it was impossible for someone who understood that if he wanted to stand in line, he could sit at his table.

Happy to be quiet.

Qilin has a separate serving of everything, including wine.

In the past, he didn't like to drink, and he seldom socialized, but after a long time of pretending in his heart, he also wanted to get drunk.

Liang Shuxing's voice was next door, Teacher Ge didn't come, and the rest were at the table.

Qi Lin was eating the previous video, thinking about the performance, as long as he got to the place where he got stuck before, he couldn't help touching the wine. When he finally looked up, he had two or three bottles empty, and when he thought about it, half of his face turned red.

The wine is cold, Qilin's stomach is hot, and the two sides clash in the stomach.

Qi Lin didn't wear much, and the night breeze blew up at night, making it even colder in the hotel toilet.

"You can sit still. You did Liang Shuxing's feet before, didn't you?" Sahara Makoto came out of the cubicle wiping his hands, and saw Qi Lin who was bowing his waist and wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit. "Who are you really?" Dare to provoke him."

Makoto Sahara walked to the faucet, propped himself up and looked at Qilin.

Qilin's eyes were hot, and the corners of his eyes were filled with wet tears.

I didn't vomit out the contents of my stomach just now, and now I'm still flipping up. When I saw that it was Makoto Sahara, Qi Lin straightened up and smiled, "Brother Zuo."

When Ji Ji called him brother, Qi Lin didn't continue the conversation. It was obvious that Zuo Yuan wanted to say something, because he didn't know if he was recording now, so Qi Lin simply mentioned another matter, "Do you have an impression of Liao Zhifan?" without."

Makoto Sahara didn't smile when he heard the name, "What do you know."

"I don't know much," Qi Lin leaned back and hugged his arms, "That means you have a good relationship with him."

"So good that he uses his mouth for willingness."

Before Qilin noticed that Liao Zhifan, who was in the same car as him, had always been very close to Makoto Sahara, including when he first came to the program group to shoot "Knocking CP", there was such a movement in the bathroom, except Makoto Sahara is Liao Zhifan.

"Qilin," Makoto Sahara gently slid two fingers along the surface of the pool, "Aren't you being a little too lenient?" Makoto Sahara lost the leisurely tone just now, and there was a threat in it, "Before If you stab me for a show, I will be bitten by a dog, so I ask you what are you crazy about now?"

Makoto Zuo Yuan probably also drank alcohol, and Qi Lin could tell the difference in the taste of alcohol between the two.

Now that Qi Lin was standing still, he didn't want to spend much energy trying to compete with him, so he waved his hand and wanted to leave.

"Who are you pretending to be innocent first?" Makoto Sahara became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally he directly pulled Qi Lin's shoulder and pressed him against the sink.

Qilin's feet were already weak, but Makoto Sahara pushed him back obliquely, and his elbow hit the cold stone surface hard, and his breathing began to be irregular.

Qilin turned his head to look towards the door, he didn't expect Makoto Sahara to do it here, he was afraid that Makoto Sahara would record him before, but now it seems that he was overthinking it.

Now Makoto Sahara is drunk, a simple and stupid alcoholic.

"Makoto Sahara, if anyone comes in now, you will be finished," Qi Lin said in a stalemate, stretching his arms back, hooking his fingers on the broken glass that had been thrown on the table and hadn't been cleaned yet.

Now he can't guarantee what a drunk Makoto Sahara can do.

"Actually, I've always wanted to try it." Makoto Sahara clasped Qi Lin's hand, raised his arm, and stood firmly with one leg in the middle. "What's the difference between you?"

"Liao Zhifan, including Liang Shuxing, all speak the same style as you, so why should you be the most precious?" Makoto Sahara picked out Qilin's glasses.

There was a crisp sound.

crushed.

"Have you ever looked in the mirror like this yourself?" Makoto Zuoyuan rubbed the corner of Qilin's eyes with his fingers, "No wonder you don't take off this mirror."

Zuo Yuancheng said to himself, and lowered his eyes to look, "How can you expect Zang Nandu to look at you with such a pair of flirtatious eyes?"

Makoto Sahara approached with a smile as he said, "The money he likes is not close to yours——"

"prick--"

"Fuck," Makoto Sahara jumped away covering his face, and then he felt his palm was hot and sticky, and when he saw the hot red spot on his right hand, he was half sober from the wine.

That's his face.

It was his face that was bleeding.

his job.

The degree of pain told him that the wound was deep.

Makoto Sahara rushed to look at his face in front of the big mirror like crazy.

A scar slanted from the base of the ear across the peak of the nose, and stopped abruptly in the middle of the left cheek.

"Fuck——" Makoto Zuo Yuan was greatly stimulated after the pain, and he saw the glass piece of blood still dripping from Qi Lin's hand.

"I count it as self-defense," Qi Lin was not afraid that Zuo Yuancheng would use this matter to make a fuss, and no one could fault him for doing what he planned to do just now.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Makoto Sahara shouted loudly with his eyes red, only a few people came in outside, and Makoto gasped when he saw his face covered in blood.

"Teacher Zuo, what's the matter with you?"

"It's better to stop the bleeding, it looks serious." The two people who came came down from Liang Shuxing's table to go to the toilet to drain water. After being stimulated by Zuo Yuancheng's face, they didn't want to urinate immediately. Qi Lin who was on the side thought of saying hello and helping each other, when he saw the pieces of glass in Qi Lin's hands, his heart skipped a beat.

It was obvious that the two had just had a conflict here.

Makoto Sahara's acting career was ruined by Qi Lin.

An actor, without the face to eat, is basically useless, so the two of them didn't say anything, and one of them went outside to find the program team.

The remaining one held Makoto Sahara's arm, because now Makoto Sahara was emotional, and his face was terribly red because of the excitement and bleeding.

Makoto Sahara cursed, while Qilin brushed the folds of his clothes, looked at the shattered glasses on the ground for a while, walked up to Makoto Sahara, pointed to the pile on the ground, and wiped the glasses with the glass in his hand. He tapped on his face, blood sticking to his face,

"Remember to pay me."

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感谢在2020-05-1007:01:10~2020-05-1022:13:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: A1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 Little Overlord in the East Eighth District;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：景婳今天也爱旧多影帝、东八区小霸王10瓶；A7瓶；Kennedy5瓶；老玖.、季小珪2瓶；kjhgdexjn、黎明烈炎1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!