Lian Jixiang ate the dinner served by the hotel, lay on the bed with his mobile phone in his hands, and he put the script on the table.

He checked his Weibo first, and his latest Weibo was the one he posted last night, with the words: I don't know why, but my mood is inexplicably high today.

Maybe it was because he teased Xia Xiaoshu last night that his mood was high.

I don't know where Xia Xiaoshu went in the afternoon, and if he is back now.

With these questions in mind, Lian Jichen clicked on the Weibo of his number one black fan.

The first black fan just posted a Weibo a few minutes ago: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I feel bad today, it might be better when I go back and make a set of Lian Jichen's sand sculpture emoticons.

The accompanying picture is a corner of the roof.

Lian Jichen laughed twice, he didn't know what kind of expression he had that could be called a "sand sculpture", and he didn't know that he had the function of decompressing others, he just thought this person was really talented.

Lian Jichen liked it, then clicked on the comment as usual, typed a few words and sent it: "Can you post some emoticons first? /狗头"

After sending it out, he didn't care anymore.

Is Xia Xiaoshu going to eat?Are there restaurants near the hotel?Need a taxi?

Lian Jixiang didn't see any more interesting news, so he cut out of Weibo.

As soon as he cut out of Weibo, he received a WeChat message from his manager.

The message was directly displayed on the top of the screen, and he saw it at a glance: "How is your ability?"

This question was asked without thinking, and Lian Jiqian replied: "What ability?"

Wen Xin's news was also quick: "The ability to be a man."

Lian Jichen sent him a smile.

When Wen Xin saw this smile, his whole body trembled, and he didn't dare to send any more news.

The question from the actress before was kept in his mind, and he couldn't get it out of his mind during the meal, so he sent a message to ask. Now he has already had dinner, but he has to wait for those few as a flower protector actor.

When I'm bored, I can only play with my phone.

He doesn't send messages to Lian Jichen, but Lian Jichen will send messages to him.

Fortunately, Lian Jiqian didn't mind his question, and even replied to him: "My lady will know, you don't have to worry about it."

Then came another message: "Did you find out where the little mouse went?"

Wen Xin was stunned for a moment before realizing who the "little mouse" was referring to, and replied: "You didn't ask me to inquire."

Lian Jixiang: "What's the use of raising you?"

Wen Xin received two salaries, one of which was from Lian's father, and the second was from Lian Jixiang.

Wen Xin "slapped" and typed: "It's impossible to find out where the young master is going. If you are amazing, you can ask. Isn't it easier to just ask him?"

Ask him directly.

Lian Jichen looked at these words, and thought of his teasing Xia Xiaoshu at noon.

With a "tsk", Lian Jichen still clicked on the cute dialog box and typed: "Why do you hate the word 'cute'?"

send.

Failed to send.

After being deleted as a friend in the morning, Lian Jixiang already has experience, he was blocked by Xia Xiaoshu.

Facing the chat interface on the phone, he was stunned for a while, then threw the phone on the bed, and lay on the bed in a large font for a while.

He is simply irritable.

I don't even know what to worry about.

Lian Jiqian tried to empty his mind, but the more he wanted to relax, the more he couldn't relax. The less he thought about Xia Xiaoshu, the more Xia Xiaoshu would come into his head.

After a while, Lian Jixiang gave up struggling.

Although he has been blocked by Xia Xiaoshu, he still has Xia Xiaoshu's phone number.

His number has not been blocked yet.

Just before the last step of dialing out, a call came in suddenly.

It's Wen Xin.

Lian Jiqian exhaled and picked it up: "If there's nothing wrong..."

Wen Xin: "Something's up! You liked your black fan's Weibo? Did you leave a comment?"

Lian Jiqian realized that he might have forgotten to switch the number, but he didn't care: "That's all?"

Wen Xin was a little agitated, and didn't hear Lian Jixiang's question: "Now the topic of your liking black fans has been trending, and in just a short while, the number of Yangyang in the Xia family has increased by more than [-]." Fans, you said that if he hacks you in the future, he will hack you even harder..."

"Wait, wait, wait." Lian Jiqian interrupted Wen Xin's nagging, "Who do you think has gained 10,000+ followers?"

"Yangyang of the Xia family," Wen Xin replied, he hadn't realized what was wrong, "Although you don't have any real scandal, but..."

He worried about Lian Jichen earnestly, and before he finished talking about the pros and cons, Lian Jichen had already hung up on him.

Lian Jichen posted on his Weibo.

His trumpet is to follow this black fan. This black fan has been registered on Weibo for six or seven years. He followed it a few years ago and kindly made a note.

The avatar of the black fan has not changed for thousands of years, so he habitually didn't notice the nickname when he looked at it today.

Lian Jichen took a look at the nickname of this Weibo—Yangyang of the Xia family.

The corners of his mouth curled up, he didn't expect that he and Xia Xiaoshu were so predestined.

Even Ji Xiang suddenly became less irritable.

He posted a Weibo in a good mood: "In fact, some black fans are quite interesting, we can't look at them with colored glasses."

Just after posting Weibo, Wen Xin called again.

Lian Jixiang: "What else do you need? If it's about black fans, I already know about it."

"No, no." Wen Xin was only habitually worried about certain things, but he had no right to interfere with Lian Jiqian's actions.

Wen said: "Mr. Lian has already bought a Samoyed puppy and said that he will send it to you tomorrow."

Lian Jiqian got up from the bed, frowned and said, "Didn't you say you want to send me a photo first?" But thinking that Samoyeds will look almost the same when they grow up, he didn't care, "Forget it. He said send it over? Doesn't he know it's inconvenient to be on the set?"

Wen Xin was silent, he felt that Lian's father knew about it, maybe it was a momentary negligence, or it might be that in Lian's father's eyes, his interests were more important than anything else.

Even his father could send Lian Jixiang into the entertainment industry when he was young, and let him win contacts for him, what else can't be done?

Even Ji Xiang was aware of his father's character, he said, "Does Director Zhong know?"

Lian Jixiang: "You can contact Director Zhong."

After that, I hung up the phone.

Keeping a dog in the crew is not only inconvenient, but also easy to disturb others, but the director has the greatest power in the crew, as long as he agrees, other people's opinions are nothing, and this dog is raised by him, the actor.

Lian Jixiang liked dogs, but he had never had the idea of ​​raising them before. His job did not allow it, nor did his personality.

Being a shit-shoveling officer in such a semi-forced way now, maybe there is a will in the dark.

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