After the disbandment of Tiantuan, I became popular

Without further ado, Qin Haoyu sent a screenshot, and took the opportunity to express his sincerity: [Brother, I don't want to steal your boyfriend, so I came here to tip off the news. 】

Lu Xi looked at the screenshot he sent, and was a little confused for a while.

He Junchao said inexplicably that he would take him to meet his parents, and he ate each "baby" as if he was playing cosplay, which made his skin crawl.

He couldn't help feeling that something was wrong, someone stole He Junchao's phone?

That's not enough, the thief should not know the password.

Xiao Qin Chao can eat: [Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

Lu Xi casually replied "Yes", not in the mood to bother him anymore, and instead sent a message to He Junchao.

Qin Haoyu was overjoyed, the first step of chasing brother was finally achieved: he is no longer a frequent visitor to Lu Xi's blacklist!Great!

He Junchao seemed to have fallen asleep on the plane, and has not responded to Lu Xi's message.

After eating, Lu Xi continued to shoot.

He didn't see Guan Qingren again this afternoon. Director Wan was obviously upset, and no one dared to say anything more.

The little assistant complained in a low voice: "If this goes on like this, we feel like our crew is going to be cold."

"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Guan has his own judgment, maybe it's too busy over there." Lu Xi frowned.

He also felt the subtlety of the crew members these days. Everyone realized that there was a problem, but no one wanted to be the first bird.

There are also investors behind Guan Qing. Since Wan Dao himself does not want to offend this great god, there is no need for others to say anything.

But Lu Xi is different, he is a direct participant, and this matter also involves his fundamental interests.

When it was time to finish work, he saved the last one, and Director Wan was still watching the shot just now in front of the camera.

"Goodbye, see you tomorrow." The staff left one after another, greeting them.

Lu Xi stood behind Wan Dao and waved to them.

Director Wan watched it for a while, then sighed and said, "This part is not good, and I have to reshoot it tomorrow."

Lu Xi nodded and said, "Is it because I'm not sure enough, is it a matter of expression or movement?"

Director Wan shook his head: "Tomorrow, Xiao Gao will replace this group of people who are the culprits of the group."

He raised his head and said, "You have something to tell me?"

Lu Xi nodded and said, "I want to ask you for a leave of absence. I'm going to an awards ceremony in two days. It will take about a day. I'm really sorry."

Dao Wan waved his hand wearily: "Go, have you won an award, congratulations."

Seeing his expression, Lu Xi thought for a while, and said, "I will try not to affect the progress of the shooting. If necessary, you can increase my workload in the past few days to make up for the vacancy."

"Look, even a newcomer like you knows, it will affect the progress." Wan Dao sneered, "Some old people rely on the old to sell the old, just keep their eyes open and pretend to be blind."

Of course Lu Xi knew who he was talking about, so she said tactfully: "The main thing is to thank you and the staff, this is the job of our actors."

When Director Wan heard him say "actor", his face softened a little, he stood up and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come on, since you choose to act, do well, I believe you can do it."

Lu Xi smiled at him.

They are all smart people, and there are some things that can be said to the point.

He had already conveyed his intention to Wan Dao, and also mentioned other personnel incidentally, Wan Dao would have his own plans.

After returning to the hotel, He Junchao finally replied.

[Xixi, I just arrived at the place where I live.Don't worry about Xiao Qin, he's teasing you. 】

【Have you finished filming? Are you tired? Do you want a video? 】

Lu Xi was indeed a little tired, so she replied "Be careful, rest early" and went to take a bath by herself.

He Junchao stood in front of the French windows of the hotel in the early morning, playing with his mobile phone.

There are still four hours before he leaves for the catwalk, and he wonders if anything interesting will happen before that.

He touched his chin, showing a meaningful smile.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Wu Yong knocked on his door with a makeup artist and stylist.

Almost at the same time, He Junchao's cell phone rang.

He took a look and found it wasn't Lu Xi, so he hung up the phone in disappointment, and went to open the door slowly in his bathrobe.

Wu Yong asked the waiter to push the breakfast trolley in, looked at him and said, "Mr. He, we're leaving for the venue at 08:30, you can have breakfast first and then do your styling, there's still time."

"You guys eat, leave me a cup of coffee." He Junchao gestured to the team and asked them to sit on the sofa and eat together, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

The mobile phone on the bed kept ringing, he closed the door, and finally got through the phone.

"Hello." He held up the electric toothbrush, his mouth was full of toothpaste foam, and his voice revealed disrespect.

A slightly old voice came from the other end, "Master, is it convenient for you to talk now?"

He Junchao curled his lips and said, "I'm not your young master, Uncle Lin. Ah, is your master terminally ill? Why doesn't he even have the energy to make a phone call?"

Uncle Lin froze for a moment, and said, "My master's physical condition is stable, but I can't talk to you temporarily."

He Junchao gulped, gurgled, spit out the water, wiped his mouth and said, "Oh, so, I thought it was a harassing call, so I took so long to answer it, I'm sorry."

Uncle Lin hadn't talked to him for a while, and it took him a while to get used to his way of speaking, and started to get down to the topic: "Master, are you going to the awards ceremony this weekend?"

He Junchao raised the corners of his lips, pretending to be hesitant and said, "Well... I'm considering whether to go there, but they said they want me to be the award presenter, so maybe I have to go."

Uncle Lin said sternly, "It's like this, the master wants to invite you to go home for a light meal after attending the awards ceremony."

"And by the way, have a blind date with Miss Zhang or Li." He Junchao gently added for him, "Tell him to dream, after all, there are everything in dreams."

Uncle Lin paused again, and it took a long time before he said: "Master is not in good health, you should be more considerate as a son and daughter, after all, you are a family, everything about Master will belong to you in the future."

He Junchao sneered and said, "Didn't you just say that his condition is stable? Isn't that a slap in the face? Also, apart from one-half of the chromosome, I have no relationship with him, let alone a relative. "

He suddenly lost his patience and hung up the phone directly.

Walking out of the room, Wu Yong was having breakfast with his team, and a plate full of food was left for him.

He Junchao folded his arms and looked at him with cold eyes.

Sure enough it was him.

On the plane yesterday, he deliberately opened the chat box with Qin Haoyu, pretending to have fallen asleep.

Today, the old man immediately asked him to go home on the weekend, obviously because he saw the screenshot of the chat.

If He Junchao didn't expect it, after Uncle Lin conveyed his conversation, the old man would probably be so angry that he would repeat his old tricks and buy him a hot search or something.

He Junchao's eyes were indifferent, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

Wu Yong was eating breakfast, and suddenly felt two eyes falling on him, and couldn't help shivering.

He looked up and saw He Junchao standing by the door looking at him with complicated eyes.

"Teacher He, come and have breakfast soon." He couldn't help but feel a guilty conscience and shouted deliberately.

He Junchao walked over leisurely and said, "It's such a big portion."

Just as Wu Yong wanted to start a conversation, he continued, "It seems that I'm going to run out of food and walk away."

The staff all laughed and complained one after another: "Mr. He, don't tell bad jokes all morning."

Wu Yong felt chills for no reason.

The team's stylists quickly styled He Junchao, and the photographer came over to explain his position and asked him to remember to stay longer on the red carpet for a while.

At 09:30 in the morning, He Junchao set off to the catwalk venue.

At around three o'clock in the morning in China, while Lu Xi was sleeping soundly, a trending search quietly went online, gradually became "explosive", and then hung up until the morning.

Early in the morning, Lu Xi was woken up by knocks on the door, and the little assistant knocked on the door frantically while calling him.

"Here we come." Lu Xi took off the blindfold and went to open the door. He didn't sleep well last night, and he was still a little drifting.

As soon as the door opened, the little assistant's frightened face appeared in front of his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lu Xi asked sleepily.

The little assistant glanced at the camera in the corridor, quickly pushed him into the door, went in and said, "Brother Lu, something is wrong! Look at the trending searches!"

While talking, the door of the bodyguard brother who lived next door opened, and with a loud bang, he slammed the door and rushed over, bumping his head against the wall on the way.

Lu Xi and the little assistant looked at him at the same time, he knelt down in front of Lu Xi with a plop, wiped his tears and said: "It's not me, it's really not me, brother Lu, you must believe that I didn't do it!"

Lu Xi was at a loss.

The little assistant immediately pulled him up, slammed the door and said fiercely: "You are insane! Kneeling at the door, you don't think the hot search is hot enough, do you! Tiehanhan!"

Brother Bodyguard: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Lu Xi: "..."

"Brother Lu, it's too late to explain, there is an insider, the transaction must be terminated... Bah, terminate the cooperation." The little assistant looked at him seriously and said.

Lu Xi looked at her, then at the tearful bodyguard brother, and pinched her thigh to confirm that she was not dreaming.

"It's not a dream, and it's not a dream within a dream. Your carpet is not made of wool. Hurry up and check out the trending searches." The little assistant said sincerely.

With a very speechless mood, Lu Xi opened the hot search.

Explosion: #He Junchao Luxi, Chat Records#.

When he saw the title, his heart skipped a beat.

The little assistant and the elder brother bodyguard looked at each other, their faces becoming serious.

The more Lu Xi looked, the weirder his face became, the little assistant tentatively asked, "Brother Lu, are you okay, do you need quick-acting heart-relief pills? Do you need to call a lawyer?"

"No need." As soon as Lu Xi raised his hand, the bodyguard brother reflexively hugged his head.

Lu Xi glanced at him and said, "This is not a screenshot of his chat with me."

The two people on the opposite side were dumbfounded at the same time: "Huh?"

Lu Xi spread the picture in front of them and said, "Which one of these looks like me? Am I this avatar?"

The bodyguard brother said weakly: "But, this note is 'wife', and he also called the other party 'baby'."

Lu Xi gave him a cold glance: "Who is the 'wife', do I look like a 'wife'?"

Brother Bodyguard: "No, not like."

"Call Yang Ming and tell him to refute the rumors, and if it's convenient, send a lawyer's letter suing for the rumors." Lu Xi said indifferently.

"Okay!" The little assistant paused and stood at attention, only to salute.

Her artist is really innocent, she is really the most powerful idol.

"Why are you still standing here? I need to change clothes." Lu Xi glanced at them and said.

The two immediately rolled away, and they kindly helped close the door before going out.

Lu Xi let out a breath, but slowly frowned.

The author has something to say: You are not like a wife, you are a wife.

The little assistant's "carpet is not wool" uses a stalk from "Inception". There is a section of a character who is designed to fall into a dream, because my carpet is wool, and the dream is man-made fiber, so I reacted I was in a dream within a dream, thus exposing the protagonist.