I was bullied in the abuse text [Entertainment]

In fact, the phrase "no" is a lie.

Feng Ning just doesn't know much about the messy operations in the entertainment industry, but he is very smart. The tone and wording of Xue Lan's last Weibo are obviously aimed at him. Feng Ning understands it and understands it very well. gratitude.

It's just that Feng Ning has never seen Xue Lan like this before, like a big husky eager for praise, unexpectedly has an indescribably cute feeling... Can't help but play, wanting to see him listening The expression on his face after he said "no".

Then Feng Ning saw this Erha second-turned-grey wolf, its fangs were eagerly drawn to its mouth.

Before the fangs rushed over to bite her own neck, Feng Ning immediately put away her joking face, sat down in front of Xue Lan, and quietly grabbed his leg comfortingly, earnestly and well-behaved. Sensible said:

"I was just joking, don't be angry, don't be angry. Actually, what I really want to say is... Thank you, Teacher Xue!"

Xue Lan was slightly stunned, the warmth from Feng Ning's palm just touching remained on her legs.

"I know you spoke for me on the Internet, and it seems that you made Teacher Bai Min very unhappy..." Feng Ning scratched his head: "Oh, I don't know what to say, anyway, thank you very much! "

Xue Lan originally wanted to wait for others to praise him, but after Feng Ning really praised and thanked him, he felt embarrassed, rubbed his nose, and explained: "Actually, I didn't do this entirely for you, I just did it. I can't stand someone who keeps using me as a springboard."

Feng Ning nodded vigorously, looking at Xue Lan with bright eyes, black and white, without any impurities.

Xue Lan's heart missed half a beat, and the back molars were unconsciously tense.After several seconds, he regained his teasing tone: "Where's the empty-mouthed thank you?"

This question is very deliberate.

Xue Lan has no abnormal expression on his face at the moment, but he is already happy and thinking about it in his heart.He was waiting for Feng Ning to say pitifully: "But I'm penniless, how can I give you a gift of thanks...", and then he could flirt with the flow: "Then I have to promise with my body."

What a perfect plot!

However, Feng Ning just lowered his head and thought for a while, then he blinked and laughed, he said briskly: "Okay, then you wait." Then he got up and went to the hall.

Xue Lan: "Huh?..." It's the first time in your life that you've become a screenwriter, and the actor tampered with the script without authorization?

After a while, Feng Ning went back and forth, with a bright smile on his face, holding a glass teapot in his hand, and leaned over to put it on the small table in front of Xue Lan.Then, he took out two ordinary drinking cups from the tea tray, scalded them with hot water, filled the pot with scented tea, and handed them to Xue Lan with both hands.

Feng Ning said: "This is the tea I brewed myself, you can try it and see if it is sincere enough as a thank you gift."

Xue Lan really didn't expect that Feng Ning, a kid who didn't seem to have any life experience, could actually make tea by himself, and the soup was cool and fragrant, and it looked pretty good?

I couldn't help picking it up and took a sip. It had a natural, rich and fragrant floral fragrance, and the taste was mellow and sweet. Xue Lan stretched out her thumb sincerely, and praised: "Indeed, it's delicious..."

Feng Ning smiled shyly: "Don't think it's worthless, it's actually super healthy. There's nothing to shoot these days anyway. When I was bored on the set, I climbed to the tree on the top of the mountain to pick wild jujubes, and dug some that can be used as medicine. Wild wild vegetables and chrysanthemums that have been removed from the fire to cool down, boiled together, drinking it in summer is the best way to relieve the heat."

Before he passed the book, he lived in a Taoist temple with his master for six or seven months throughout the year. The master often said that these wild things have the most aura, which is to nourish the skin and health, and it is better than the chemically synthesized food additives in the city. I don’t know. How many times better.

The teapot is very simple, it is the standard glass health pot in the hotel, and the simple teacup is not elegant at all, but Xue Lan feels that this kind of flower and fruit tea is better than the six-figure old people who are used to drinking. The tea cake should be a bit more mellow - it is very rare for this little quail to live the turbulent and complicated modern life with the beauty of a landscape painting.

Xue Lan stared at the soaked chrysanthemum in a daze, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated twice, he turned sideways to take out the mobile phone, his center of gravity was unsteady and he did not hold the cup, a small puddle of tea water spilled on the on the carpet.

Xue Lan let out an "ouch" and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I accidentally spilled it on you."

"It's okay. It's fine if you don't burn yourself." Feng Ning didn't mind at all, and turned his head to check Xue Lan up and down. Seeing that there was no water stain on his body, he ran to the bathroom to get a rag.

Xue Lan didn't act pretentious anymore, and let Feng Ning do his work. He took out his phone and glanced at WeChat, and there were more than 20 unread messages all of which were Bai Min's.His handsome eyebrows frowned, and he said impatiently: "If Bai Min or his team comes to harass you, just ignore it, or just tell me."

Feng Ning was earnestly wiping the tea stains on the carpet, without raising his head, he said "Hey", after thinking about it, he asked softly, "Mr. Xue, do you like Mr. Bai Min very much?"

"It's not like I like it, it's just an ordinary friend." Xue Lan glanced at Feng Ning, subconsciously, and added with emphasis: "Yes, I don't like him."

"But these years, the major media have said that the two of you are a match made in heaven, and you haven't seen any clarification?"

Feng Ning was half kneeling on the ground, with a rag in his slender and fair hand.

He raised his face and looked from Xue Lan's angle. The corners of his delicate eyebrows were raised like a sword's edge, his black and white pupils were as clear as the ocean, and under the large white T-shirt, his shoulders were tense. The action of wiping outlines a tight waistline, which is unusually upright and attractive.

Xue Lan's throat was so tight that he couldn't speak, and it took a full 2 ​​minutes before he could hold back a sentence: "Can you stop mopping the floor like this?"

"Ah? No way, if you don't dry it, it will leave tea stains and cause trouble for the cleaner." Feng Ning said while touching the carpet again, "Oh, by the way. What did you just say?"

The thin butterfly bones seem to be partly visible.

Xue Lan couldn't find any words to describe his heart at this moment. He mechanically picked up the teacup, clenched it tightly, took a sip, put it down, and finally squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "...I mean, I The relationship with Bai Min was just an ordinary friend. All these years he was rambling and singing a one-man show. I just let him make trouble because of my childhood affection. We never did it at all!...No, What is this all about...don't rub it, I'm coming!"

Xue Lan fidgeted with a handful of hair, squatted down suddenly, and grabbed the rag in Feng Ning's hand... The tops of their heads were facing each other, the distance between them was less than 1 centimeter, and the tips of each other's hair were almost intertwined.While fighting for the rag, Xue Lan's fingertips inadvertently touched the back of Feng Ning's hand, and his heart immediately felt numb and numb like an electric shock, his legs softened, and he almost sat on the ground.

Feng Ning dullly felt that something was wrong with the current atmosphere, but he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, the phone rang in a hurry, breaking the almost frozen stalemate in the air.

Feng Ning couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and put down the rag to get the phone.When he got up, he gave Xue Lan a thoughtful hand, but the latter seemed to be getting more stiff, and almost moved to the sofa with hands and feet, and sat next to Feng Ning, shoulders close to each other. Shoulder.

Feng Ning glanced suspiciously at the place where Xue Lan squatted down, obviously it wasn't wet?

The call was from Zhou Yue.

This third-rate manager who hadn't seen much of the world, after experiencing a series of shocks comparable to being struck by lightning, reluctantly accepted all kinds of information on the Internet, and belatedly thought of calling Feng Ning call.

On the phone, his tone was very urgent and anxious, he kept urging Feng Ning to post two selfies immediately, then quickly replied to Xue Lan, and finally reposted Xue Lan's Weibo to express his gratitude and gratitude. His attitude must be humble, sincere and flattered... …

After commanding for a long time, he still felt that he was not at ease. He finally gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, give me your account password, and I will manage your Weibo for you in the future."

Feng Ning: "..."

Then why do you bother to babble and waste so much saliva?

Feng Ning has always suspected that his broken mobile phone is a fake that the original owner bought from the second-hand market. The sound leakage effect is like turning on the hands-free, and Xue Lan posted it so close that Zhou Yue's words fell into his ears verbatim .

In order to maintain a prudent and decent image in front of Feng Ning, Xue Lan endured, endured...

Finally, unable to hold back, he snatched Feng Ning's cell phone, put it next to his ear, and said, "Are you going to be a manager? Isn't it messy enough? I'm rushing to get Feng Ning involved too." What's the benefit? Just pretend you don't know, and you don't need to respond."

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said angrily, "Who are you? What's the matter with you here?"

"Xue Lan."

"..."

Zhou Yue petrified in an instant, and those who held the mobile phone were trembling nervously. His brain reflected for several seconds before matching the name with the tall image in his own mind: "Xue, Teacher Xue, hello."

Xue Lan said coldly: "Is it none of my business?"

"Closed, closed..." Zhou Yue's tongue was tied, and he felt distressed: If I wasn't afraid of offending you, would I be able to rush Feng Ning to respond in such a hurry?

Xue Lan stood up, strode to the window sill, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Use your brains before you do something! Bai Min's fans are tearing their eyes red now, and they are worried about whoever catches them and scolds them. How about Chusa, you’d be better off wrapping your own child into a meat target and delivering it in front of them with your own hands?...Who on earth is paying you?”

Zhou Yue was furious but didn't dare to reply, he could only pinch his nose and apologize embarrassingly, expressing that he hadn't thought carefully.

Xue Lan scolded Zhou Yuehao again for a long time, and only hung up the phone in satisfaction after getting the assurance from the other party that "he will never act without authorization and must report to the police in advance".

Looking back at Feng Ning who was sitting on the sofa, with his hands on his knees, his head up and his face on his face, obediently listening to himself, his heart felt numb again.

Xue Lan softened her tone, and patiently explained: "You have a weak foundation now, no matter how you respond, you will be scolded as a joke, which is not good for you."

Feng Ning nodded half understanding.

I always feel that Xue Dayingdi's anger is not only because of Zhou Yue's stupidity, but also because of some kind of Qiyi's ambiguous emotions that were suddenly interrupted... from embarrassment to anger?