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The door finally opened, with only a small crack, revealing Ling Jiale's alert eyes like a herbivore.

Shen Ge teased him: "You—" Before he could finish a word, Ling Jiale dragged his arm and pulled him into the cubicle, as exaggerated and agile as the protagonist of an action movie.

Now Shen Ge wanted to make fun of him even more, but Ling Jiale waved his hand vigorously to stop him, then took out his mobile phone and gestured for him to type with his mouth.

Shen Ge thought for a while, took out his phone and called up the WeChat page.

Ling Jiale raised her head and stared at him questioningly, seeing that his expression was extremely frank, she reluctantly added him as a friend.

The two were less than one meter apart and communicated through social software.

"What are you doing!" Ling Jiale sent a message to ask.

Shen Ge didn't type, so he could only look at him with a smile.

Angrily, Ling Jiale tapped his band-aided finger on his screen, beckoning him to explain his actions.

Shen Ge typed a line: "I want to see if you need help."

Ling Jiale immediately extinguished his anger.

Shen Ge asked him: "Is that a reporter?"

Ling Jiale's eyes showed fierceness again, and he typed hard: "It's paparazzi! Are they still in the coffee shop?"

"Yes, two. I heard one calling, and there are people guarding the other exits of the hotel."

Ling Jiale stared blankly with her mobile phone in her hand, her eyes were dazed, not knowing what to do.

Shen Ge glanced at him, "The paparazzi has a grudge against you? Are you so afraid of them? What will happen if you are photographed?"

Ling Jiale raised her head and stared at him.

Shen Ge was very helpless about his habit of staring at people at every turn, and typed to explain: "It's nothing else, I just think it's not easy for you stars."

Ling Jiale stared hard at his face, only seeing some ridicule, and there was really no malice.

Doesn't this person know about his latest big news?

"Can't be photographed." He sent a message to Shen Ge, "Can't be known that I came to try Wang Xu's play."

"why?"

Ling Jiale gave him an annoyed look, and now he was a little convinced that this person knew nothing about the entertainment industry.

"What is the subject matter and scale of Wang Xu's film? Is it glorious to act in such a thing?"

He regretted a little after typing this sentence, but he was about to send it out.

Shen Ge didn't argue with him, but nodded in understanding.

"Are they here to block you? I heard that person means they are waiting for someone." Shen Ge pointed at Ling Jiale, "Is it you?"

Ling Jiale pursed her lips and nodded.

Shen Ge thought for a while, and just as he was about to say something, a human voice suddenly came from outside.

The two exchanged a look, breathing lightly.

There were two people who came in. After using the toilet, they washed their hands and talked softly, using vague words.

"Then the agent is not afraid of offending the crew by selling the news like this? The director has a violent temper."

"What are you afraid of? It's bad luck for an artist if he is found out. However, given the current situation of that artist, it probably doesn't matter how much he is blocked. It's better to curry favor with our boss."

"That manager is ruthless enough."

"Who made that artist not live up to his expectations and be photographed? He will definitely not be able to stand up in the future."

"Not necessarily. What if he really fell in love with this director? Some people have long said that this director is gay, so maybe he fell in love with him. Hey, did you watch the video?" Clear, with a little obscenity.

"Have you seen it?" There was a titter in the words.

"Nonsense, who wouldn't watch it? I just imagined the big white legs as a woman, but the video is too short, and I don't know if they really did it..."

"You must do it! You've drunk like that, and your pants are off..." There was a smile that couldn't be hidden in the words, even if the volume was lowered, it was still unscrupulous, and it burrowed into people's ears like a poisonous snake.

Shen Ge kept looking at Ling Jiale, and saw that he didn't have any special reaction from the beginning to the end. He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, showing a kind of resignation and resignation, just like when Wang Xu asked him to take off his shoes and socks, just like himself When turning him over to take off his clothes, it was completely opposite to the arrogance and perverseness he showed from time to time.

Those unbearable obscenities were still going on, Shen Ge suddenly couldn't bear it, coughed hard, the sound outside stopped, Ling Jiale was also surprised by him and raised his head, revealing his red eyes, then quickly lowered his head.

Shen Ge sent a short sentence on his mobile phone.

Ling Jiale looked at the screen and raised her head in disbelief.

Shen Ge looked at his red eyes, and repeated the sentence with his mouth, "I'll take you out."

After the two people outside left, Shen Ge also left.

Ling Jiale leaned against the wall in a daze, and kept asking herself: "Why do you trust this person? Can this person be trusted? Can he really bring himself out?"

He seemed to have waited for a long time before he heard footsteps again, and the phone received a message at the same time: "Open the door."

He immediately opened the door a crack, Shen Ge sneaked in sideways vigorously, and turned back to lock it.

"Come and put it on." Shen Ge came back with an opaque plastic bag, and took out a yellow vest from it.

Ling Jiale took it over and asked him angrily, "What is this?"

Shen Ge took out another yellow helmet from his pocket and put it on his head casually, flipped the windshield down, and said with a low smile: "When you wear this, no one will look at you."

Ling Jiale lifted the windshield back and saw the words on the yellow vest—"xx Takeaway", couldn't help being happy, tucked the clothes under his arm, and talked to him on the phone: "Where did you get it?"

Shen Ge pointed at himself, Ling Jiale couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

Shen Ge smiled, and also typed on the mobile phone: "I'm a little sweaty, don't be disgusted."

Ling Jiale shook off the clothes unnaturally and put them on. It was indeed Shen Ge's size, the shoulders were much wider, and the hem reached to the buttocks.

There was a small problem when the helmet was fastened, the buckle couldn't be fastened, and Ling Jiale couldn't fasten it with his neck up for a long time.

Shen Ge stretched out his hand, "This one is a bit deformed, it's not easy to handle."

His fingertips inevitably kept touching the skin on the side of Ling Jiale's neck. Ling Jiale looked up and saw his overly handsome face with a serious expression, a light line frowning between his handsome brows.

Ling Jiale suddenly dropped the windshield of his helmet, and whispered impatiently: "Forget it."

Shen Ge also seemed to have lost his patience, and frowned even tighter: "Don't move!" He fiddled with it again, and finally heard a crisp "click".

Shen Ge quickly withdrew his hand, "Okay."

Vest, helmet, brown windshield, mask, fully armed, Ling Jiale asked Shen Ge: "Is this okay?"

Shen Ge straightened his oversized vest, and typed a line on his phone: "Don't worry, I have experience, no one will look at you."

After leaving the bathroom, Shen Ge walked in front, and he followed a few meters away.

They went down to the first floor smoothly, and there were several people sitting in the lounge area of ​​the lobby, all facing the same direction, staring at the people passing by like surveillance.

Shen Ge once again attracted their attention, and was "candidly photographed" again openly.

Shen Ge turned his feet and walked towards those people as if he wanted to argue with others.He was outstanding in stature and menacing, and the few people were suddenly afraid, and quickly put on smiling faces to find reasons to explain.

Ling Jiale took advantage of Shen Ge to attract their attention, and quickly slipped out of the gate like a mouse hiding from a cat.

There were two people standing at the door, and they just glanced at him indifferently when they saw him coming, and one of them said to his companion, "Why does the hotel still deliver food?"

"Isn't it the boxed lunches for those audition actors? Just ask." The voice was exactly the two heard in the bathroom.

One of them called Ling Jiale: "Hey! The food delivery!"

Ling Jiale lowered his head and quickened his pace, and shouted from behind: "Hey, the one in front, the delivery guy, are you deaf?"

Ling Jiale suddenly had a bold idea, he didn't look back, he just raised his hand and raised his middle finger behind him, and ran away at the same time.

"You fucking idiot!" The man chased after him, ignoring his companion's obstruction.

Ling Jiale drank half a cup of milk before, and the ATP in his body was enough, so he ran much faster than the fat middle-aged reporter.

The people behind him stopped after more than a dozen steps, standing where they were and shouting angrily, but it's a pity that being out of breath has no deterrent effect at all.

Ling Jiale ran wildly all the way, throwing the scenery around him behind one by one. Although he was tired and the hair roots under the helmet began to sweat, he felt that his whole body was full of energy, and he ran faster and faster The posture seems to be about to fly.

This is not his imagination.Since he took off his dancing shoes, his body hasn't been so light for a long time!