[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

"Peaceless" is an original script written by the screenwriter of Huan Hai Gui Cai. In this film and television industry where "spending huge sums of money to buy IP" is popular, it is considered a clear stream.The key is that it is rare that its plot structure is unconventional, and it deliberately goes against the routine.Under normal circumstances, Zhuang Ling would be very interested in playing a random guest role. Unfortunately, this is obviously a script written to praise Yue Lin. It is said that his agent, Qiao Jing in front of him, also participated in the script. in.

Needless to say, Qiao Jing is really an all-around talent, the professionalism that all managers must have. In Zhuang Ling's view, he has a good image, he can make his debut with just one package, and he can play a variety of musical instruments smoothly. He has to fly, he can tune the sound, he can listen to colors, and now he can even write scripts.But such a person would somehow hang himself on Yue Lin's crooked neck tree.

At this time, Zhuang Ling had forgotten that a long time ago, he was also a tree with a crooked neck.

"Hey, Mr. Qiao, give me a reason why you must participate in the show. Or those words, if you can impress me, then I can consider it."

"Okay." Qiao Jing also covered her lips and coughed, her complexion was even worse than that of Shu Boheng who had just recovered from a serious illness.At any rate, Shu Boheng's face was blushed by Zhuang Ling during this time, and after waking up, his complexion looked even better, but it was still not as good as a normal person's.

After taking care of patients for so many years, Zhuang Ling has accumulated a lot of experience. He saw that Qiao Jing's hand had been placed on the left abdomen intentionally or unintentionally, and he seemed to have pressed it a few times. He couldn't help asking, "Do you have a bad stomach? ? If you feel uncomfortable, go back first and come back when you are better."

When he said this, Shu Boheng's eyes were naturally attracted to him. After watching silently for a while, he suddenly turned his head and said something to Uncle Yang who was standing behind him. Uncle Yang answered "Yes" and turned away. up.

"Sorry, let the two of you watch a joke. It's just an old problem."

"..." Zhuang Ling was silent for a long time, secretly squeezed Shu Boheng's hand on his lap, and said after a while, "It's not easy for you, but this is not a reason for me to agree to your proposal. If everyone is like this, Then I, Zhuang Ling, have really become a philanthropist."

"Mr. Zhuang, I don't intend to be miserable." Qiao Jing seemed to want to avoid this topic, he looked away slightly, and then said, "You just asked me to give a reason you can accept, right?"

"Correct."

"Then can I ask you a question first?"

"You said."

"Have you really read the script seriously?"

"What do you mean?"

"Haven't you seen your shadow in this male third person? To be honest, I specially created this role for you. Cheng Cheng is lucky. He met his Bole, became famous at a young age, and since then He only lived in the spotlight, but when he became famous, his childhood friend came back from abroad and told him that his Bole was the one who indirectly killed his parents, and that all he did was to atone for his sins."

"..." Zhuang Ling's face got worse as he heard it, and at the end, he even stood up from the sofa in a gaffe, "Stop talking! Who told you these things?! Are you investigating me?"

"I don't. These are just hearsay. But Mr. Zhuang, why are you so excited? This shows that you haven't completely let go, right? Then, don't you want to give yourself a chance to try to find the truth from the characters in the play?" The breakthrough of being able to let go of the past completely. Besides, Mr. Shu has already expressed his willingness to be with you. This shows that he let go, but you haven't." Qiao Jing really deserves to be born to be a manager. Zhuang Ling was so blocked that he was speechless and his expression was gloomy.

"Mr. Shu, Mr. Zhuang hasn't read the script carefully. You always have it, right? I remember that the electronic version was sent to your private mailbox five days ago."

"Who gave you the right to do this? Qiao Jing, how dare you?" No wonder Shu Boheng was not surprised or confused at all when he saw Qiao Jing in the living room, and immediately helped Qiao Jing persuade himself.

It is so, it is so.

"Qiao Jing, don't you know that it's easier to irritate me this way? You're not afraid, your wishful thinking is completely in vain? For a Yue Lin, can you really do this?"

"Mr. Zhuang, Yue Lin is my entertainer. You said it was emotional and reasonable. Should I do this for him?" When Qiao Jing said this, the expression on his face was very indifferent, and the expression in his eyes There seemed to be pain, but he concealed it very well, but it was also caught by Shu Boheng, even Zhuang Ling, who is not good at observing other people's expressions, noticed it.

No, he probably did it on purpose.Qiao Jing was good at manipulating people's hearts. He was deliberately showing weakness, but the target at the beginning was not him at all, but Shu Boheng.

Because he knew that even if Shu Boheng saw through his little thoughts, he would still deliberately "fall into the trap", because he saw his former self from him.

But Shu Boheng let go, and his plan was 90% successful, because he would definitely listen to him in the end.

Ever since Shu Boheng ordered Uncle Yang to bring Qiao Jing black tea with milk, Zhuang Ling knew that he had actually succeeded.

After figuring this out, Zhuang Ling lost interest in continuing the conversation, "Since Mr. Qiao has considered everything, there is no need to make a special trip."

"You still need to have a good attitude. If you don't come, how will you know? The life of the two of you is so enviable."

At this time, Shu Boheng, who had not spoken all the time, said, "As long as you want to, you can live this kind of life."

Qiao Jing stared at Shu Boheng fixedly, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes, which made Zhuang Ling, who was watching from the sidelines, want to chase him away every minute.

In the end, he couldn't take it anymore and leaned forward, just blocking Qiao Jing's sight, and then said impatiently, "It's almost done. I will think about what you said carefully. If there is nothing else, please go ahead." .”

"Mr. Shu, could you take the liberty to ask Mr. Zhuang to avoid me for a while? I have a few words and I want to..."

"No!" Zhuang Ling looked at Qiao Jing warily, feeling that he was here to pry into the corner of her wall.

But Shu Boheng said, "A Ling, go upstairs and help me take off the blanket, it's cold."

"There's..."

"Not thick enough."

"..." The two looked at each other silently, and Zhuang Ling was the first to lose, so he could only leave the living room worriedly and walked up the steps.

After Zhuang Ling left, Stomach Nourishing Tea was served, and Uncle Yang thoughtfully brought Shu Boheng a cup as well.

"Please." Shu Boheng made a gesture to Qiao Jing, and took a sip from his teacup.

"Thank you."

"I don't know Mr. Qiao, what else do you want to say to me?"