After becoming a human, I and the movie king are in HE

There are not many people living on the sixth floor. Some people said that they wanted to eat barbecue. The director took most of them to have a second meal. There is no one on the sixth floor. The corridor is empty and quiet, a little quiet creepy.

The knock on the door was slow at first, and then no one opened the door for a long time, and gradually became anxious, with a rhythm in the anxiety, patting three times and stopping for a while to buffer the time for the hands.

"Cheng Yi? Are you there?"

Yi Miao's hand was hanging in the air, and just about to continue knocking on the door, the door was pulled open.

Cheng Yi had just taken a shower, his body was still steaming, his hair was half-dry, and he turned on the air conditioner from the room, the hot air hit Yi Miao's face and he couldn't help but gasp.

Yi Miao: "You...you are taking a shower."

"Ah."

Cheng Yi frowned. He finished filming the stills in the morning, and rushed to accept an interview in the afternoon. He finally took a break to take a shower. Halfway through the shower, he was interrupted by a rapid knock on the door, making it uneasy to take a shower.

Tiny drops of water slid down from the temples, dripping all the way down the neck, and it was about to flow onto the shirt, Yi Miao poked with his fingers quickly, blocking the water drops from going.

Yi Miao was distracted by accident, and stretched his finger towards Cheng Yi's eyes: "There is water."

He just came out of the air-conditioned room, his finger temperature was low, and he poked Cheng Yi's neck coldly, Cheng Yi took a small step back, why does this person still like to use his hands and feet.

Cheng Yi frowned even deeper, and put one hand on the doorknob to close the door, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, something is up." Yi Miao came back to his senses, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and opened Weibo while saying, "I followed you, and you haven't logged back for an hour."

Yi Miao had been on the trumpet before, and he didn't quit now, so he spread the mobile phone interface in front of Cheng Yi. Cheng Yi didn't want to look at it, but accidentally saw his Weibo name "user 123245 ".

This is quite a trumpet account, and it is considered a zombie account among Weibo users.

"Wrong." Yi Miao also found that the account was wrong, and logged into another account in front of Cheng Yi, "This is it, look, I'm following you."

Cheng Yi's expression was complicated: "On this matter, you keep knocking on the door?"

Yi Miao nodded, sticking his neck rather stubbornly, "I want to watch you pay attention to me."

Cheng Yi: "..."

Is it his business to pay attention or not?It's the first time in my life to be blocked at the door and ask for attention. Are young boys chasing stars so directly now?But thinking about it, it was Yi Miao's usual natural and familiar style.

"I don't pay attention to you or you go?"

"Of course I will go." Yi Miao was also puzzled by his question, why is he stuck here, as a doorman.

"Why don't you pay attention to me? We are at least colleagues now, right?"

Yi Miao blinked his eyes and stared at him with fluttering eyelashes, which made Cheng Yi feel that this kind of thing was his own mistake, and if he asked what was strange, if he didn't pay attention, it would mean that he didn't have the love of his colleagues.

Cheng Yi sighed, turned around and went into the room. He took a shower and put his mobile phone on the bedside to charge, but he didn't bring it out at all. He walked in and Yi Miao followed him in, not treating himself as an outsider at all.

Yi Miao swaggered and walked in, and the first thing he noticed was a custom-made felt toy on the small coffee table, facing the outside as if watching the stars, he walked in and took a closer look, the white long-haired cat face, pink nose There is a small mole... isn't it just my handsome self?

Yi Miao is a long-haired cat. When Cheng Yi combed him, he would save the hair that fell off, and said that he would make him a scarf or something in the future. This toy, could it be made from his own stock?

Thinking of this, Yi Miao stretched out his hand to touch it, but before his fingers touched it, he heard Cheng Yi sternly reprimanded: "Don't touch it! What are you doing!"

No... isn't this just a toy?I didn't cherish the living self in front of Cheng Yi.

Yi Miao's hand trembled, and he quickly retracted his fist, "I...I want to touch it."

Cheng Yi walked over quickly, tapped the felt cat's nose lightly, and with his back turned to Yi Miao, gave the order to evict the guest very rudely: "Please go out." Considering that Yi Miao didn't do anything, he made a fuss over a molehill, in the future There is still a long time to get along, Cheng Yi doesn't want to have any more misunderstandings and conflicts with Yi Miao, so he softens his tone, "I'm paying attention, I'm going to rest."

Yi Miao pursed her lips, stared at the felt toy, and ran back to her room a little annoyed, went out and ran halfway, then turned back, helped Cheng Yi close the door forcefully, and cursed in a low voice: "Hmph! Fool! "

Cheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief after seeing off this guy.

This felt doll is customized according to Meow Meow's photo, and it has been made for a month, and it is lifelike.

Miao Miao likes to run into the yard at night. At first Cheng Yi thought it was going out to spoil the flowers in the garden again. When he went out to have a look, the little one was squatting at the door, looking at the stars with its head up, when it heard Cheng Yi open the door. The voice turned around and meowed long and thin.

The moonlight was good tonight, he took the felt toy from the bedside to the small coffee table, opened the curtains a little, pretended that his meow was still with him, and was just concentrating on watching the moon without saying anything to himself.

Cheng Yi hugged "Meow Meow" and turned back to the bed. He slowly let go of what he had raised just now. He turned on the phone and found that the interface of the phone was still Yi Miao's Weibo.

Cheng Yi seldom posts on Weibo now, but Yi Miao seems to regard Weibo as a circle of friends. He has only registered for less than a month, and the number of Weibo posts has far exceeded that of Cheng Yi last year.

He casually flipped through a few posts, they were nothing more than what he ate today, occasionally mixed with a blurred selfie, which was normal, when Cheng Yi was about to turn it off, his heart skipped a beat, and the words "user 123245" appeared in his mind .

The content posted by the big account is for fans to see, and the trumpet will show the true inner thoughts. What is this guy thinking in private...

Midsummer, the inner courtyard of the Lou family.

A figure jumped up the wall neatly.

"Mr. Lou, why don't you read in the study today and run out into the yard?" Ning Chao held a jug of wine in his left hand and pinned his right hand behind him, sitting on the wall. "Guess what good things Brother Ning brought you."

Lou Ting sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, with his back to Ning Cai, leaving Ning Cai with only his tall and straight back and his tightly tied hair. Hearing this, he put down his book, turned around, his face was as cold as jade, He could see a trace of joy in his eyes, he pressed the corner of his mouth, and asked Qing Lingling: "The door at the side is open, can't you see it?" He said again, "It's nothing more than bringing some flowers and plants, your current money It’s enough to buy two jugs of wine to quench my thirst.”

"It's not that my mother grounded me recently. I finally came out and practiced my hands and feet with your wall." Ning Cai laughed loudly. He took a sip of wine, jumped off the wall easily, and walked to Lou Ting's side, "It's really nothing. Precious things, but you have never seen such a small old man, they all say that there is a golden house in the book, and the book has its own beauty..."

Before he finished speaking, Lou Ting picked up the paper and hit him on the head. Lou Ting was weak, and hitting people was like playing for fun, not as painful as Ning Cai's princess mother hitting people with a feather duster.

"Don't say such bastard words." Lou Ting smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and gave Lou Ting a soft look, "The emperor interceded with the eldest princess to release you from the confinement. Don't drink and pick things up and then go back. Take out what you give, don’t hide it.”

Ning Qiu chuckled, "I didn't drink much, after all, I have no money to come to you for help." He spread out his palm, and it was a silk-shaped flower, which was fluffy and shaped like an umbrella. The white bottom gradually turned pink as it went up. In the end it was a gorgeous red, with a hint of flawlessness in the crimson, "The flower behind the courtyard of the Changhuan Building is called Albizia Julibrissin. The name is also down-to-earth, so pretty."

Chang Huan Building is also known as a brothel in the capital city. It is the place that Mr. Ning Chai goes to the most every month, and it is also a place that Lou Ting has never been to. Ning Chai thought that Lou Ting could only read books every day and absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. The grown-up Wenquxing will dislike the name of the flower and the filth of its birthplace, and is ready to protect the flower in his hand and retreat.

With the corners of his eyes hanging, he watched Lou Ting's movements nervously.

Lou Ting raised his hand, and Ning Chai leaned back a little.

"It's beautiful." Lou Ting twirled the flowers, with a barely noticeable smile on his lips, "What are you hiding, idiot."

"Card."

After a click, the cynicism on Ning Chuan's face faded, and he returned to that indifferent look. He glanced at Yi Miao strangely, and backed away from him, to be precise, by a certain distance.

The director knocked on the table, because it was the first scene where the director was more tolerant, and he wasn't too fierce. "This paragraph is in the past, but there are still some problems. You two sit down."

Seeing that Cheng Yi was too far away from Yi Miao, he patted Cheng Yi on the shoulder, "Sit over, why are you so far away from Yi Miao, can he eat you?"

Cheng Yi: "..."

"Yes, I can eat you?" Yi Miao dragged the small bench, moved to Cheng Yi's side, and gave Director Lan an appreciative look, "Let's listen to the lecture together!"

"Pa" and the director gave Yi Miao a shudder, "Don't be so playful, you have bigger problems than him. In the last paragraph, let me ask you, is Lou Ting happy because Ning Chao sent him flowers, or because the flowers themselves are happy?"

Yi Miao thought about it seriously for a while, and replied with a straight face: "I am happy because Cheng Yi sent me flowers."

This is obviously a joke. Cheng Yi doesn't like to treat work with a joking attitude. He frowned and glanced at Yi Miao. Yi Miao noticed the look, shrank his head, and quickly corrected his attitude. Beat up.

The blow was a bit heavy, Yi Miao body trembled, his face wrinkled into a ball, he covered his head, and said muffledly, "Because of flowers, Lou Ting likes flowers."

Director Lan: "Wrong."

Yi Miao was confused: "Wrong again?"

"Your biggest problem is that I can see that you are playing Lou Ting. You performed well in the previous audition, but I think the traces of your performance now exceed your understanding and empathy for the role. Let me ask you Lou Ting People who like flowers or those who like to give flowers, you said that Lou Ting likes flowers, the role is too shallow!" Lan Dao took a sip, "You should think about it carefully, and there is one more thing, you are reading in the yard and heard Your good friend is happy to call you, this is the first level, but the second level is, you actually knew that he came to your house a long time ago, and you deliberately waited for him in the yard, you didn’t show it at this level..."

The first floor, the second floor... This kind of matryoshka speech reminded Cheng Yi, who was sitting on the side, of his experience last night.

Out of curiosity, he checked Yi Miao's tuba, which was the first floor, and then searched Yi Miao's trumpet, which was the second floor.

The only user that user 123245 follows is himself. The Chaohua that he follows is his own Chaohua. He posts at least three updates every day, each of which is @自己. This kind of enthusiasm shocked Cheng Yi, and the director said that Yi Miao was his fan , Yi Miao's acting style is so similar to his own...how much effort did he spend on himself?

This also caused him to look at Yi Miao today a little bit wrong.

Lan Dao adjusted the video back and forth, and shouted: "Cheng Yi."

No one came back.

Yi Miao was afraid that Director Lan would also beat Cheng Yi, so he quickly poked Cheng Yi's waist to remind him, "Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi, Director Lan called you."

Cheng Yi was brought back to his senses by Yi Miao's serial calls: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

"What are you staying for?" Director Lan turned his head and said to Cheng Yi, "You also have some problems in this scene, you were the one who was the best at bringing your opponents into the play before, but this time you are also a little impetuous, why is Yi Miao's eyes wandering? I can't figure out whether he led you astray, or you didn't find the right position, and the emotional connection between the two of you is not enough, do you think this part is a little superficial?"

Cheng Yi nodded humbly: "Yes." He did have a little drama watching Yi Miao, this is not his working state.

Director Lane: "Then you should get in touch more and get along more, try to make friends, and experience the power of friendship. You happen to live in the opposite door, and his acting style is close to yours. Let's eat together and be a companion for each other."

Yi Miao responded positively: "Okay, okay!"

Cheng Yi: "Huh?"

Yi Miao: "He agreed!"

"..."

The author has something to say: Cheng Yi: I'm sorry, I don't want to.

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