It was December when Qilin received the official notice of joining the group.

At that time, Qi Lin had to put on a down jacket when going out.

I have been busy with work in the middle and there are schoolwork assignments arranged by the school, resulting in a state of high-speed operation throughout the second half of the year.

So it was rare to catch a cold on the day of entering the group.

The nose that he pinched with his hands along the way was already flushed, and his accent was blocked in his nose, and he might be hit by the accent.

"Cough..." Qi Lin was drowsy in the car, and Shan Yiting on the side helped him sprinkle Sanjiu cold spirit into the hot water.

When he arrived at the scene, Zhou Bian himself was the first to step forward, looked at Qi Lin whose nose was peeling off dry skin, and opened his mouth, "Why did you lose weight?"

In the past, there was still a little baby fat left on Qilin's cheeks, but looking at it now, he looks like a cool and cold boy.

"I heard that you lost weight for this drama, but now it seems that Mr. Ge really didn't fool me, hey," Zhou Editor's originally raised eyebrows drooped again, "this winter is not easy, you young people You can have a headache, brain fever, fever, and cold at a young age, but it’s really hard when you’re old.”

Qilin listened to what he said, and looked around, "Ms. Ge is in the room?"

"No," Zhou Editor said, suddenly touched his face, and shouted, "Is it snowing?"

Qilin also followed him to look up into the sky, and when he saw it, a piece of coldness fell on the center of his brow, which made him sneezed, and then he heard from Editor Zhou, "But Mr. Ge is old after all, and today's opening ceremony is too late. I couldn't come, because I didn't have a strong body after the show last time."

"Then let's go and have a look together tonight," Qi Lin asked Shan Yiting to pack up his things, planning to follow Zhou Bian to see Teacher Ge at night.

Shanyi Pavilion also agreed.

Qi Lin walked forward again, and on the way, he heard from editor Zhou that besides the opening ceremony this morning, he would try to shoot a few shots first.

Qilin came in and greeted each one with a smile, and he didn't forget to ask Editor Zhou beside him, "Ms. Ge is sick now, who will be the guide?" Qilin continued to ask, but stopped.

He saw someone he knew.

"It's Wang Guoqi," Shan Yiting lowered his head slightly, "Last time Wang Xinglang's role was unilaterally refuted by Lord Zang, and he must be unconvinced."

"He came here to count on someone to bring his precious son up there again," Qi Lin simply didn't want to see Wang Guoqi's face, so he took a little detour and arrived at the stage made of red cloth on the scene. It is a big round plate, which is bigger than the usual household ones. There are three rows of pig heads soaked in oil in the innermost part, and the three are placed there horizontally.

In front, there are two more plates of whole-season fruits, which are decorated with green flowers. At the front of the table is a plate of sandalwood jars half the height of a palm, surrounded by incense sticks as thick as fingers.

The staff at the scene were lying on the top and preparing to place the plate, and they all greeted to hold on tighter.

The set time is noon, and now the sky is starting to snow again, and the chattering scene is inexplicably tense.

Qilin stood aside and waited quietly. In order not to delay the matter, he even took the initiative to help hand over a few signboards for Changji, which made a rather big boy in Changji blush when he looked at Qilin.

Because today is involved in the opening ceremony, it is the first time that this drama has come to all people.

Other actors including Qi Lin have already arrived at the shooting scene according to the time, and now they are waiting for the director and executive producer.

Editor Zhou drove to the hospital by himself to pick up Ge Wanshu, and the investor at the other end also sent someone over, and the scene was full of people for a while.

In addition, the reporters who heard the wind swept around and found heads.

"It's a coincidence," Qi Lin was next to a person, and the voice made Qi Lin read out the name before he saw the person, "Mr. Shen."

"I can't be a teacher," said Shen Yuzhi, who was not wearing thick clothes, but only a suit on his body. "It's you, who has lost a lot of weight compared to before."

"I've lost weight," Qi Lin smiled, "When I was discussing the image with Mr. Ge, I said it's better to lose weight, it looks good."

"It looks good." Shen Yuzhi moved a little away, pretending to think about Qi Lin's face, "but I think it was cuter before."

Qilin didn't respond much to Shen Yuzhi's familiar teasing, but was polite to him, "It's useless for Yan Xiadong to be cute."

Then he looked up and smiled, "How mean he is."

Shen Yuzhi stared at Qilin's smile, touched his chin, "It still looks more like you in this way."

The conversation between the two didn't last long, and they started arguing about arranging their positions.

The little snow in the sky didn't give much face, instead it seemed to get bigger and bigger. In the end, anyone who didn't hold an umbrella had a fine layer of cool white on their heads.

Shan Yiting knew that Qilin was weak now, and seeing the snow getting more and more unbridled, he went to the car to get an umbrella.

Qilin found a roof and stood there first, and Shen Yuzhi beside him also stood beside him, standing aside and watching without answering the words.

The scene was arranged in a square. "Borderless" is a modern urban drama. The crew arranged for it to be the building behind it now, and the opening ceremony was also set in front of this building.

Qi Lin stood holding the big white down that was locked by the lantern in his hand, and wrapped himself in it. At 1.8 meters tall, a section of slender calf was exposed.

"Are you and Zang Nandu on good terms?" Shen Yuzhi, who was standing silently at the side, suddenly said.

"Since it is Jin and Lord, everyone wants to be nice to him," Qi Lin asked him back, "Don't you want to be nice to him?"

Shen Yuzhi pursed his lips and smiled, and then his assistant brought an umbrella over first, Shen Yuzhi took one, and wrapped Qilin in his other hand, "I think Zhou Bian's car came after Ge Lao, let's go together In the past, I asked my assistant to wait here for Brother Shan."

Qi Lin's arm was grabbed, but his feet did not move.

"I'll wait for Brother Shan, you go first," Qi Lin continued to follow him politely.

Shen Yuzhi on the other end didn't insist anymore, and finally just said hello and left.

Qi Lin stomped his feet lightly and waited until Shan Yiting came over with two umbrellas.

Qilin just picked out an umbrella with a pure black surface and put the old-fashioned umbrella with carved wooden flowers on top of his head. By the way, he blocked the nearby view, and asked Shan Yiting, "What is Shen Yu's origin?"

Because Qilin is very unfamiliar with the name Shen Yuzhi, in other words, he appeared in this life because of a change in the development of the original event——

variable.

"It's strange for a newcomer in a small company," Shan Yiting lowered his voice, "He went to a foreign school, and when he came back, he directly signed with the company as an artist, and his qualifications are lower than yours."

Qilin listened and weighed it in his heart, and finally saw a group of people surrounding Zhou's car.

Even when it was snowing, he still wore formal clothes, and it was as black as a crow. Qi Lin started to take off his coat as he walked, "See you, teacher, be serious."

He was also wearing a close-fitting suit, but he didn't like black, so he specially asked Shan Yiting to choose a light gray and slim-fitting formal suit before leaving.

Seeing Ge Wanshu's expression, Qi Lin's heart skipped a beat.

Even though Ge Wanshu put on lipstick specially for the opening ceremony, her face was even more colorless against the snow-white patches behind her.

Qilin walked among the crowd and took Ge Wanshu's arm first.

People lost a lot of weight.

"Teacher Ge," Qi Lin gently supported him and led him forward, "I've also lost weight, so I look energetic."

Ge Wanshu smiled at Qilin, "It seems that she is much more mature than before, cough..."

After finishing speaking, Ge Wanshu coughed again.

Although it was noon, the sun in the sky was half covered by the thin clouds, and I was anxious that I couldn't catch up with the few snowflakes.

When the opening ceremony was held and incense was burned, only snowflakes were left in sight.

There was no sun at all.

Qilin followed Ge Wanshu all morning, helping to take care of him. He felt cold at first, but his back began to sweat after waiting for a long time. When the ceremony was over, Qilin lifted his heels and followed the people into the car At that time, there was an extra suit that he took off on the elbow.

Qilin sat in the back with Ge Wanshu, and Zhou Bian was driving in front, and his forehead was also sweating.

Ge Wanshu's expression didn't slow down when she was in the car, and even more so when she got in the car, she sat on the side.

Qi Lin didn't keep her side too much at first, and he wore a mask all the way, afraid that he would catch a cold and cause trouble for Teacher Ge.

Editor Zhou looked at Ge Wanshu worriedly from the front, "Old Ge, the crew issued a notice just now. In fact, there will be another night scene tonight. I don't think you are in a strong body. Why don't I tell the other side if you can't do it?" You rest first and talk about it tomorrow morning."

"I'm fine, even if I'm broke, I have to finish this book," Ge Wanshu, wearing an old-style flowered jacket with cotton sandwich, said to Qi Lin, "This book is very important to Nandu. I also take it seriously, so I can't hold back."

"Don't make things difficult for yourself. When I got the script, I felt that Mr. Zang still hadn't let go of his previous affairs, but you don't have to feel pressured." Editor Zhou turned a corner and sighed to himself, "If you still Considering Master Zang's temperament, he is probably waiting for you in the hospital now."

Qi Lin felt strange when he heard the two talking.

He had always thought that the script of "Boundless" was written by Editor Zhou, but now it seems that Editor Zhou should have a second draft.

Qi Lin thought about asking again, the editor Zhou in front stopped the car, stuck his head out by the way,

"Master Zang," after yelling, he ducked his head back and rushed to Ge Wanshule who was behind him, "What did I say, when did I miss Master Zang's temper, Master Zang is always coming when he is done with work."

Qilin sat in the car, watching Zang Nandu who was walking towards here.

What he was wearing today was called Qi Lin. Unexpectedly, he usually wears a suit, but today, when everyone wears a suit, he chose a pure black sweater.

So much so that when Qi Lin recognized him when he was in the car, he always thought it was a young student standing at the door.

Zang Nandu's hair was not taken care of, it was simply gathered, and the clothes on his body were not trimmed. He looked much younger.

This was the first time Qilin had seen him in two months.

"Mr. Ge, I have communicated with the crew before, and I told you not to let you go, but you still insisted on it," Zang Nandu said, complaining, but more distressed in his tone.

After opening the car door, Qi Lin helped Ge Wanshu out of the car, stood beside Zang Nandu and said hello softly, "Master Zang."

As soon as Zhou Bian's car arrived, the crew's car over there started urging him to go back, so he didn't stay any longer. He just sent the person to him and drank some hot water before kicking his feet and going back.

Zang Nandu rolled up half of his sleeves and stood in front of the table pouring hot water, and brought it to Ge Wanshu, "Mr. Ge, I also said later, don't shoot this scene."

"No," Ge Wanshu was very stubborn, and was not happy to hear this, "Even if I hold the side of the old coffin with half my arm, I have to take a breath to finish it."

"Don't look at me like this, it's just an old problem. I don't feel relieved to hand over this book to others," Ge Wanshu pulled the matching white quilt in the hospital by herself, and tugged on her body angrily, and finally let out a sigh of relief. Annoyed, "I just can't bear it, and Xiao Qi's kid will definitely disagree."

Zang Nandu didn't insist in the end, he sat hunched over, and finally just bowed his head and said, "He doesn't even want to see you ruin yourself for this."

"I can't say no to you, and I won't argue with you. I won't let go of this book." After Ge Wanshu said these few words, she didn't want to say any more.

Qilin saw that Ge Wanshu was obviously having a temper tantrum with Zang Nandu, so he added a few words in the middle, "I will take some time in the afternoon to buy some pears and boil them to moisten my throat."

"You child," Ge Wanshu seemed to think of something, and held Qilin's hand for a while without letting go.

Finally, he fell asleep on the bed in a daze.

Qi Lin gently pulled out his hand, and followed Zang Nandu out of the door lightly.

Qi Lin walked last, and when the door was lightly closed, he asked, "Who's surnamed Qi?"

Zang Nandu paused while lighting his cigarette, turned his head to look at Qi Lin, and asked him, "Why did you come?"

Qilin pulled his hat down, lowered his head, and said, "Same as you."

In my heart, I thought that Lord Zang's topic had changed abruptly.

"I'll take you back," Zang Nandu looked confused for a moment, looked around, seemed to realize that this was a hospital, pinched the cigarette in his hand, and said, "Forgot .”

"Zhou Bian is going back. I'll see you where you go next." Zang Nandu was standing on the edge of Qilin, with his shoulders next to each other.

The parts in contact transfer heat little by little.

"Brother Shan will come later, you can go first if you are busy, I will wait a little longer." Qi Lin reached the end of the corridor, found a window and stood there, supporting himself to look downstairs.

There was a small layer of velvet snow in the yard outside, and there was a gray footprint stranded where someone walked by.

"Ah Choo." Qi Lin closed the window halfway, and Zang Nandu leaned over and closed the other side for him, "Don't blow the wind if you have a cold."

Qi Lin stretched out his hand, making a big movement, and the sleeves of his shirt jumped up a lot, and the white wrist was reflected on the green painted glass, with a creak, the whiteness was again in front of his eyes.

The cold wind was blowing on Qi Lin's face, and when he opened his mouth to speak, there was a cloud of white air.

Qilin said with a red mouth and white teeth, "I don't."

Zang Nandu reached out to close the window again, but Qi Lin refused.

Qilin stretched out his hand to cover the back of Zang Nandu's hand, resisting to let him go back, then he simply leaned over and put himself between the window and Zang Nandu, then pulled his hand back and leaned on the window and asked, "I can't Anyone know?"

"You care?" Zang Nandu asked.

"No," Qi Lin said against his will, with the wind blowing on his back, his eyes were on Zang Nandu.

Zang Nandu sighed softly, then turned around and closed the window, wrapped himself around the person by the way, drove away the cold air from Qilin's back, rubbed Qilin's frozen red ears, and explained a sentence after a compromise ,

"Not a lover."

The author has something to say: Qi Lin (eyes aiming randomly): I didn’t ask this (guilty

PS Master Zang has never had any messy feelings in his heart before. He is his first love for Lin Lin!Are you relieved~

And the final big role belongs to Lord Zang, who can write about the filming process.

感谢在2020-05-1920:25:40~2020-05-2117:03:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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