Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Lynch admitted that he would sometimes be amused by Di Lan, but he had to hold back and not destroy his restrained image, "Be serious when joining the group, don't let me down."

"Of course, I will do my best." Di Lan raised her finger to Lynch, leaned against the railing behind her, and said with a smile on her lips, "I will definitely be the best artist under you. Take care of those white-eyed dogs, I'm so jealous."

"Don't call your senior like a dog." Lynch double-labeled online, turned his face and still showed a slight smile, "I will come to visit the class and behave well."

His tone was gentle and his voice was soft, making the noisy voices of people coming and going downstairs seem particularly ethereal.

Di Lan turned around, hung her hands on the railing, turned her head and said seriously: "I'll wait for you, every day."

Lynch couldn't stand the way he was talking when he was quiet. He supported his slightly hot side face with one hand to prevent the redness of his cheeks from leaking out, and said sneeringly, "Are you a child? It's disgusting."

"I'm a child," Di Lan leaned over, rolling her tongue, "Brother Lin?"

As they got closer, Di Lan's clean and refreshing smell rushed to the tip of his nose, and his irresistible magnetic voice attacked Lynch's self-control. Lynch turned around and left without warning. Di Lan didn't even react, Lynch's thin figure had already stepped into the elevator.

Di Lan didn't follow, her chin rested on the brown railing, her fair and handsome face tilted her head and smiled at Lynch through the transparent glass of the elevator, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white, she raised her hand and waved it lightly on her face .

The elevator was slowly descending, and Lynch's sullen face finally relaxed out of Di Lan's sight, and he turned his head and slightly curved his lips.

Talk about other people's dog and that dog all day long.

I am most like a puppy.

Di Lan has joined the team, and "Firefly" has done a good job of keeping secrets. It was originally a small cost, and it took the route of snapshots and fast releases, so everything started quietly.

Lynch was sifting through his notebooks, and when he clicked on WeChat, he opened it and saw a handsome face leaning against the blooming sun lace in the school flower bed. Di Lan probably took it casually. At the bottom of the photo corner, the composition of a photo is poor, and it can't stand the good-looking person. The bright smile makes the whole photo lively and bright.

——'Brother Lin, who is more beautiful between me and flowers? '

Lynch smiled and replied a message.

While drinking water, Di Lan stared at the screen of the phone, and immediately replied to the message.

--'flower. '

A short word immediately filled Di Lan's chest, and he couldn't control the corners of his mouth from rising. He stared at the word "flower" as if he saw Lynch replying to the message.

It should be in a good mood, and I probably don't have any expression. Let me smile a little bit to save face?

"What are you looking at, laughing like this?" Guo Pei'an came over and patted Di Lan on the shoulder. Di Lan's arm shook and almost dropped the phone. He calmly put away the phone, stood up and said, "Director Guo."

Guo Pei'an had already caught sight of his selfie, and laughed, "It's quite narcissistic."

Di Lan smiled without explaining, "What do you want?"

"Young man," Guo Pei'an raised his eyebrows, and asked mysteriously, "Have you ever been in love?"

Di Lan was slightly taken aback, "No."

Guo Pei'an directly hooked his shoulder on tiptoe, "Go, I will examine you carefully."

There is a kissing scene in "Fireflies". He Xiangyang, played by Di Lan, ran away from home after a big quarrel with his parents. He walked to the next city on foot. He helped cook in a small restaurant and met the heroine Sheng Ying played by Ren Miao. Afterwards, He Xiangyang was retrieved by his parents, and when He Xiangyang and Sheng Ying parted, there was a green kiss.

Guo Pei'an wanted to pass the scene when Di Lan and Ren Miao were not familiar enough, and what he wanted was pure youthfulness.

"How about it, have you ever been in love or kissed?"

Guo Pei'an stood at the school set and chatted with Di Lan about this matter.

Ren Miao is not a newcomer anymore, she debuted for many years, her baby face is very deceptive, there is not much to say about this matter, I have not filmed a hundred kiss scenes, and I have filmed eighty, and ordinary actors are also new to the industry. What happens next doesn't matter.

Especially for Di Lan, who is young, Guo Pei'an respects him very much, and hopes to communicate with him to get the best results.

Di Lan is wearing a school uniform from the play today, with his hair loose and loose, like a middle school student. He stands with his hands behind his back, with a very calm demeanor, "Director Guo, when will this play be filmed?"

Guo Pei'an said: "I think about tomorrow."

"Then can I ask for a day off tonight?"

"Why, report it to your girlfriend?"

Di Lan hooked her lips and turned her face to smile at Guo Pei'an.

Guo Pei'an was almost stunned. This Di Lan is really good-looking. Not only is his facial features impeccable, but he is not that kind of wooden beauty. It was pounding, and I didn't even dare to imagine how much screaming this face would cause when it appeared on the big screen.

"Stinky boy, you still said you don't have a girlfriend," Guo Pei'an coughed, and changed the subject, "I'm smiling while holding a mobile phone all day long. I've also been in a relationship. How can you hide it from me?"

Di Lan still smiled lightly.

Guo Pei'an said: "But Di Lan, you are in this circle, your love affair is not your business alone, you must report it to your manager, it's best, I advise you to stop it, the school's This kind of relationship has no meaning to your business at all, before you are popular, share it if you can, and when you become popular, you will know that falling in love is not the case."

"Don't worry, Director Guo," Di Lan said calmly, "I won't let my personal affairs affect my work."

Guo Pei'an really likes Di Lan.

I don’t care if God rewards me with food, my attitude is also very humble, and my thinking is very mature and organized. No matter who I get along with in the crew, the distance is very suitable. It’s really like the old fritters in the circle. I can’t see it at all. Look like a newcomer, how should I put it, he has the style of a general.

"That's fine, I believe you know it well, I'll give you a leave of absence tonight, and I'll shoot tomorrow." Guo Pei'an patted Di Lan on the shoulder.

Di Lan smiled shyly, and said to Guo Pei'an, "Director Guo, I have another favor."

Guo Pei'an said, "Say it."

Di Lan: "Can you give me a call and ask my agent to pick me up."

Guo Pei'an was happy, "It's okay, but why?"

With her hands behind her back, Di Lan rubbed the stones on the soles of her sneakers, she said embarrassedly: "I told my agent to perform well, and I asked for leave when I first joined the group, lest he get angry."

Guo Pei'an almost died of joy, he was still a child when he just debuted, he was afraid that his manager would be afraid of being like this, so he said cheerfully: "Okay, I'll call you for you!"

"Thank you Director Guo," Di Lan smiled, "Please praise me in front of him."

Guo Pei'an thumped him, "Do you want me to wear a little red flower for you?"

"That's fine." Di Lan smiled with narrowed eyes.

Lynch received a call from Guo Pei'an, asking him to take someone with him. Lynch was nervous at first, and asked, "What's wrong with Di Lan?"

Guo Pei'an made a phone call right next to Di Lan, and when he heard that he looked at Di Lan with a smile on his face, "I've committed a crime, hurry up and fetch someone."

"I didn't—" Di Lan leaned over and said.

Guo Pei'an laughed, and Lynch was confused, "Hello? Di Lan?"

Di Lan glanced at Guo Pei'an, like a child waiting for his parents in front of the teacher.

Guo Pei'an suppressed his laughter, "No crime, he performed very well, reward him with half a day's rest, you can take it home."

Lynch breathed a sigh of relief, "Then let him take a taxi back by himself, I still have something to do."

Guo Pei'an glanced at Di Lan and made a helpless expression.

Di Lan's face drooped, a little disappointed, and she nodded slightly to Guo Pei'an.

Guo Pei'an hung up the phone and said to Di Lan, "Would you like my assistant to drive you in my car?"

"No need," Di Lan waved her hand and smiled again, "I can do it myself."

After changing into her own clothes and baseball cap, Di Lan said hello to her assistant, and then took a taxi and left.

Anyway, he wasn't popular yet, and no one knew him.

In the taxi, he sent a WeChat message to Lynch: "Brother Lin, where are you?"

--'company'.

Di Lan said to the taxi driver, "Thank you Chuanliu Entertainment."

The film crew is actually not too far away from the company. They filmed at a university, and it was only four or 10 minutes by car from Chuanliu. Including the traffic jam, it would only take an hour at most.

Compared with being in a foreign place with thousands of mountains and rivers, this is already the closest distance.

But Lynch never visited him once.

Di Lan looked out the car window, pursed her lips slightly, and agreed to come to visit the class.

Lynch was very busy. The film "Fireflies" had a story line because of the small cost, and there were no big scenes. The plan was to complete it in three months, and Di Lan would officially appear in the circle after three months.

Lynch must now make a plan to push Di Lan three months later.

Unfortunately, the world line started to develop against him again.

Some people don't seem to be very happy about Di Lan's appearance.

Most of the magazines or variety show interviews I contacted for brand cooperation are mostly evasive.

Lynch was originally very well connected in this circle.

It's a pity that connections are difficult to build, but easy to break. Lynch's reputation is too bad now, and the people behind him are also very difficult. Tang Jingchuan has already mentioned to him cryptically that Qitian is very interested in injecting capital. flow.

It sounds nice to call it capital injection, but it is actually an annexation and acquisition.

No wonder Ye Feihong 'invited' Lynch to join Qitian every three days, but he knew better than anything else that he came to persuade him to surrender.

Lynch has a big head and a big head, but he is not anxious in his heart. You mortals don't know anything about the halo of a hero.

Rejected by a brand father again, Lynch hung up the phone, leaned back, breathed out, closed his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose gently.

"Momo, coffee."

Lynch raised his voice.

After a while, the glass was placed gently on the marble table.

Lynch sat up straight, reached for the cup, and only found it was a glass of clear water when he handed it to his mouth. He raised his head to meet Di Lan who was wearing a baseball cap, and said, "I'm back."

With her hands behind her back, Di Lan said with a serious face: "Take a rest when you're tired, don't drink coffee, if you drink too much coffee, your heart beats faster and your blood pressure rises..."

"Stop, stop," Lynch stretched out his hand and took a sip of water, "Mr. Di, thank you, I understand."

Di Lan's expression was still not very good.

When he came over, he found that Lynch's office door was open. Lynch was sitting back on a chair, with blue veins swimming around his slender neck, pale skin, and sharp jawline. No matter how he looked at it, he looked in poor condition.

"You go back, Director Guo gave you a holiday." Lynch put down the water glass, "Or do you want to rest in the company, go around?"

Di Lan suppressed her awkward expression, moved the hand hidden behind her back to her chest, and shook a handful of colorful sunflowers slightly, "Here you are."

Lynch was stunned, "...are you picking flowers from the school?"

Di Lan was in a hurry, "Zhi from the crew, I specifically asked for this. Didn't you say the flowers are beautiful?"

Lynch didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and raised his hand to press the tip of his nose, "Okay, you...you put it in a vase." He pointed to the empty vase on the table by the door.

Di Lan moved over in three steps and two steps, and the sunflowers were limp and messy, and they didn't fit well in the elegant, tall, straight vase, so he began to murmur again, "I asked you whether the flowers look better or me. , You said the flowers are beautiful, I brought them back for you, but you don’t like them..."

"Okay, okay," Lynch pressed his hand, and interrupted, "I lied to you, but you are actually pretty, and you are much prettier than flowers."

Di Lan forcibly stopped the movement of stuffing the flowers into the vase, turned her head to look at Lynch, with another bright smile on her handsome face, "I wish I had told the truth earlier."

Lynch crossed his hands and put them under his nose to hide his smile, "Okay, you can go back, I still have something to do."

"I have something to do, too." Di Lan came over with her hands on the desk, leaning slightly, her broad figure surrounded Lynch half of him, staring at him and said slowly, "It's very important."