Dedicated to the silly little white artist

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Zheng He finally remembered that he was about to start work in three weeks.

But he didn't even turn the first page of the script.

Mr. Bai was woken up by his movements in the middle of the night. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zheng He squatting on the ground in this little white coat, not knowing what he was looking at. He closed his eyes again, and woke up completely after a few seconds. He brushed his hair back, and walked over barefoot to have a look.

Zheng He had no idea that a man could sleep so lightly. He suddenly remembered the script before going to bed. When he saw the man fell asleep, he quietly went to the study to print the script.The villa is too big, and the wind blows strongly at night. After a while, Zheng He felt creepy. He went back to the room, turned on the floor lamp farthest from the bed, and felt that Mr. Bai was beside him. .

Mr. Bai didn't intend to disturb Zheng He, and stood quietly behind him, reading the script with him.

The first scene of "Meeting in 28 Hours" is a bloody scene. Judging from the scriptwriter's description, Zheng He reckoned that he would have to move around under the reminder of the blaster, and be careful not to be caught. I don't know if it's because I've had too many happy days with Mr. Bai. As long as Zheng He thinks of himself holding an umbrella in the heavy rain the year before, and his lips are blue from the cold, he will wait for one or two scenes or post-editing It feels like a lifetime away from a play that doesn't even need to come out.

He knew that the script could not be read just once, so he hurriedly glanced at the outline of the story, singled it out and read it carefully, sorted out the story line and drank some points that could sharpen his acting skills, looked up at the clock next to the cabinet, and planned to sleep, But I found a vague face appeared on the glass cover of the clock.

Zheng He's legs immediately began to tremble.

Creepy ghost movies such as "The Grudge" and "Death Comes" quickly flashed through his mind.Although he likes to watch ghost movies, it doesn't mean he is brave.

He didn't dare to move, because in ghost movies, the protagonist is afraid of turning his head, and then something suddenly appeared and pierced his neck, and then he was KO'd by the bleeding three feet. Open your face and run towards Mr. Bai's bed!

one two three four--

Before 'five' could be counted, 'Piao Piao' spoke up: "Have you finished the script? Go back to sleep."

Zheng He turned his head sharply.

Mr. Bai was looking at himself with sleepy eyelids while he looked lazy.

Zheng He:"……"

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Mr. Bai will definitely accompany Zheng He to the studio for filming. Fortunately, "Meet You in 28 Hours" is a set in the city, so you don't need to travel far. City H's entertainment level is well-known throughout the country. In the downtown area of ​​H, not to mention the large film and television base, basically any kind of period drama can attract investment here.

Sang Bei wanted to develop in the film and television industry after he found out that Mr. Bai often invested in Zheng He's plays. First, Mr. Bai had connections, but the funds were already in place. Come out and start a company.

Zheng He overheard Sang Bei mentioning this matter to the man, and was very curious about how much money Mr. Bai had. After Sang Bei left, he couldn't wait to ask. Mr. Bai didn't hide anything, and silently calculated about The number was directly told to Zheng He.

Zheng He couldn't believe it. He surrounded the men all afternoon and asked like a mosquito: "How do you have so much money? How do you have so much money?"

Mr. Bai was annoyed by him, and told the truth: "I don't know whether I have more or less money."

"Is this still a small amount?" Zheng He felt that his worldview had collapsed. He worked tremblingly and hard, bent his waist for three buckets of rice every day, and insisted on donating blood every year. His subordinate, who has nothing to do, becomes crazy and ravages his poor lover. He doesn't care about work at all, and often disappears and doesn't work.

But it is such a person, there is no pressure to live in luxury.

Zheng He complained, lying on the bed like a corpse: "I have no confidence in my future, I don't care, just let me sleep like this."

Mr. Bai smiled and coaxed him a few words, but Zheng He still ignored him. The man raised his eyebrows and untied his belt neatly. Zheng He immediately jumped off the bed: "Stop, stop, stop! Mr. Bai, I was wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Mr. Bai said in a cold voice.

Zheng He thought for a long time, then walked out with his head down: "I'm going to read the script."

"Stop for me," Mr. Bai said lightly, successfully making Zheng He dare not move.

"Tell me where you went wrong." Mr. Bai continued.

Zheng He didn't dare to say anything. He thought about it and couldn't figure out what was wrong. It was just a quick talk, and the number of times he admitted his mistakes became a mantra.

"Have you figured it out?" Mr. Bai asked.

Zheng He nodded.

"Say." Mr. Bai said.

Zheng He fell silent again.

Mr. Bai looked at Zheng He, and suddenly spit out this sentence: "I really owed you in my previous life, and I will pay you back in this life."

Zheng He was taken aback by this sentence. Why did he think so much about the lines of the 80s Hong Kong and Taiwan idol dramas?

A said: I love you.

B answers: I don't love you.

A said: Whether you love me or not has nothing to do with whether I love you or not, as long as you know that I love you, you will always love you.

Road B: But the one you love me is not the one who really loves me, my love only leaves the one I love me, so although you love me, you will never love you forever, so just give up loving me Bar.

A grabbed B's wrist: You don't love me, the person I love, you don't need to be too much, I owed you in the previous life, and I will pay you back in this life.

B's eyes overflowed with tears: I suddenly found that the person I love, you love me, we can love each other.

Road A: Oh, my beloved, you are in love with me.

Zheng He was so confused by the goblin's own brain, that he didn't notice the man's thoughtful expression in time.

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Mr. Bai's cleaning aunt in country C, Aunt Li, has no children. She treats huskies and schnauzers as much as she loves her sons. Every time Zheng He touches the thicker and thicker flesh of the two dogs, he starts Feeling, people are not as good as dogs.

Mr. Bai came over with a vegetable salad and said, "Isn't it just to make you lose weight, as for making trouble like this?"

"You don't understand," Zheng He pretended to cry: "People like you who have never lost weight will never understand the sadness of foodies."

Mr. Bai reasoned with him: "But Director Wang has already told you that when the filming starts, in order to highlight the sense of the times and the characters in the film, you need to lose weight quickly."

"Then you don't have to eat this kind of thing every day?" Zheng He complained.

Mr. Bai said: "I asked the nutritionist specifically, this is the menu he gave me, do you need to read it?" He took down the long note from the refrigerator.

Zheng He shook his head: "I don't want to see the beginning of my crime, you put that thing away, I don't want to see it."

Mr. Bai rolled up the note again and again, and put it directly in the paper tube: "Is it all right this time? Come here, let's eat."

"I don't want to eat vegetables, I want to eat meat! Meat!" Zheng He was aggrieved and looked for tomatoes in the bowl with a fork.

Mr. Bai wondered, "Why didn't I realize that you like meat?"

"Because I used to be able to eat it every day, but now I can't eat it." Zheng He's words were so short that he could squeeze out a few drops of horse urine (tears) to win sympathy.

"Okay, baby, it's only this week. When the filming officially starts, you don't have to eat these things every day." Mr. Bai really sympathized with Zheng He, but he obviously missed the most obsessed word of Zheng He' Meat'.

During the weight loss period, you can actually eat meat, and exercise and fitness are better than saving food from your mouth. Unfortunately, Zheng He started panting after jogging with Mr. Bai on the first day, but the man asked dy to use some of his frequently used equipment When they brought it to the villa, Zheng He started to play it quite novelly, and he got down on the ground in less than 10 minutes.

What went in vertically came out horizontally.

Mr. Bai was completely shocked by Zheng He's athleticism. He could even fall off the treadmill while jogging. If he hadn't witnessed Mr. Bai with his own eyes, he would not have believed that such a stupid person really existed in this world.

Zheng He's self-esteem was hurt by Mr. Bai's unintentional actions, and he was determined not to step into the gym again. Even Mr. Bai's eight-pack abs were eaten by Zheng He when he slept at night. If Mr. Bai didn't stop him, he would definitely Can chew peeling.

"Mr. Bai, how did you develop your muscles?" Zheng He forced the man to lie on the sofa, adjusted his DIY mask and asked Bai En while applying it.

Bai En was made very uncomfortable by the cool things on his face, but seeing Zheng He's thinner face, he couldn't bear to protest, so he closed his eyes and said, "I didn't exercise on purpose. The bodyguards learned some self-defense skills, and then kept exercising, and went to country Y after the age of 15, and felt that exercising could improve the appearance of the body and improve coordination, and learned military skills for a while... that's about it."

"You haven't specially practiced in the gym?" Zheng He was surprised.

"No." Mr. Bai raised his legs, rolled his trousers up to his thighs, patted his calf, and said, "The muscles of my two legs are not very well-proportioned, it's because I didn't stretch them well when I was running when I was young. Afterwards, no matter how you practice, you will be finalized.”

"Hey? Really? I didn't even see it." Zheng He looked up, and was instantly blinded by those long legs. Those muscles, those lines, OMG, but Mr. Bai didn't know it, and he was still kneading Muscles in the calf.

Zheng He hastily applied the last remaining mask in the bowl to the man's face, and said, "Call me in 15 minutes, and I'll wash it off for you."

"I don't sleep with entertainers, so what do you do with these things?" Mr. Bai was very puzzled.

"If you have a good-looking face, you have to be able to use it. Mr. Bai, you just don't care about anything, so you grow white hair because of improper diet and overwork. You see, I have finally raised it back after this period of time." Right?" Zheng He was very complacent when he mentioned this, seeing his lover pay so much attention to his appearance, Mr. Bai sighed and looked like a corpse with a sticky mask on his face.