When Nancheng flowers bloom [entertainment circle]

President Jing Shang was standing next to the camera, Zhang Shuo was under a lot of pressure, his heart was beating fast, and he didn't even dare to shout "action" too loudly.

Yu Cheng who was in the shooting area felt even more embarrassed.

The president forbids any physical contact, and the director wants flirty scenes.

It's hard being an actor!

Suddenly, he had an idea, raised his hands to hug himself, put them lightly on his shoulders, showing the zing on his ring finger, closed his eyes, tried to raise his jaw, and the corners of his slightly raised lips raised a seductive arc.

Little by little, inch by inch, he slowly approached Minghuai.

A short distance away, a "click" ended the whole shooting.

In the next second, a black shadow suddenly flashed past, went straight to the shooting area, and separated Yu Cheng and Ming Huai with lightning speed.

The two were stunned suddenly.

"I have something to tell you, come with me." Nanting Rushui's eyes flicked across Cheng's eyes, pulling him to leave.

"Yu Cheng." Ming Huai bent his fingers slightly, hesitated for two seconds, and asked, "Can I invite you to participate in my new movie?"

Just as Yu Cheng opened his lips, he was interrupted by Nan Ting before he could speak.

"If you want to cooperate with my Jingshang artist, please go through the company's procedures." Nan Ting held Yu Cheng's wrist tightly, as if the little guy would be snatched away by the other party as soon as he let go.

Yu Cheng patted his arm, motioning him to let go first, then looked at Ming Huai, showing a charming sweet smile: "It's really an honor to be able to participate in your movie, and then please give me your advice from seniors."

When Nan Ting heard this, his brows instantly frowned into Sichuan characters, his face was so heavy that he was speechless, and he called out the word "Yu Cheng" emphatically.

Yu Cheng didn't seem to care about it at all, and he still looked at him with that fascinated smile: "Ming Huai's movie, no matter how many artists you want, you can't get it. This is a good opportunity."

"you--!"

"Um--?"

The color of the closed eyes was bottomless, and coupled with the other party's distinct displeasure, Yu Cheng immediately laughed.Then he lowered his head and muttered, "You are my boss, the president of Jingshang, if you must disagree, then I can't help it."

Nan Ting suddenly sighed heavily: "Forget it, just this time, only once!"

After stopping and letting go, Ming Huai completely understood today's play: "Very well, then follow Jing Shang's procedure, and I will send the contract over another day. Don't deliberately make it difficult for Mr. Nan."

Nan Ting let out a muffled snort, glanced across his eyes at him, and didn't bother to answer.

Ming Huai didn't mind, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he approached Yu Cheng, and stretched out his right hand: "I'm looking forward to cooperating with you."

"Me too, senior Ming Huai." Yu Cheng excitedly raised his hand to hold the other party, and smiled, not paying attention to how much Nan Ting next to him wanted to cut Ming Huai's hand.

After the filming ended, everyone dispersed, and Yu Cheng also walked out of the filming area.

After walking a few steps, he felt that someone was sent, and turned to look at Nanting. The other party lowered his head slightly, standing motionless under the light.

"Hey, aren't you hot standing under so many lights?"

Nan Ting remained motionless and did not say a word.

Yu Cheng was puzzled, crossed his arms with both hands, raised his chin to look at the South Court, his profile was outlined by the modeling lights to the extreme, and there was an urge to touch it.

I go!

How could there be such a nasty idea, Yu Cheng was startled: "Don't you have something to tell me, what can you say when you stand so far away."

Nan Ting was still silent, and the narrow eyelashes cast a thick shadow with the width of the lower jaw.

This is too fucking good looking!Yu Cheng really wanted to rush forward to coax this melancholy nobleman, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "Young Master Pianpian is very sad, do you want me to coax you?!"

"Can't you see that I'm not happy?" Nan Ting raised his head, looking straight at him with deep eyes.

unhappy?Why not happy?Look at the longing little eyes.....Is he really waiting for me to coax him?

Yu Cheng cleared his throat, then asked with a smile, "Then, my lord, what should I do to make you happy?"

Nan Ting moved, and walked in front of him very quickly, without saying a word, directly clasped the back of his head with one hand, bowed his head, and pressed a kiss on his lips.

Yu Cheng was stunned for a moment, his heart seemed to have suddenly burrowed into several rabbits, stomping hard on his heart.

Depend on!To say that Nan Ting is a gangster is to flatter a gangster, but he is simply a domineering president who torments a beautiful little wife.

Little wife? !

Nonsence!Before even writing the horoscope, he fell first?

Wake up!Reserved! !

But this kiss was so satisfying that I couldn't move my mouth at all.

"Okay, I'm happy now." After Nan Ting withdrew, he licked his wet lips.

In Yu Cheng's eyes, Nan Ting's lips were extremely sexy after being moistened by him.He stared at the other party without blinking, waiting for the other party to speak.

But the other party pursed his lips and said nothing, pulled him up and walked out of the studio.

no!It's okay to take advantage of him, but what does it mean to just withdraw?

Don't you want to say something else, such as...?

"What do you want to eat? Is Chinese food good?" Nan Ting raised his jaw and evoked a wicked smirk.

Yu Cheng: ...

After driving for nearly half an hour, we stopped at an elegant Chinese restaurant.

The two walked into the restaurant side by side, and there was a simulated artificial landscape pavilion standing in the middle of the lobby.The service lady in cheongsam smiled sweetly, and hurried forward to greet her: "President Nan, young master, please go upstairs."

In this scene, Yu Cheng had a feeling of deja vu, he asked Nan Ting: "Do you often come here?"

Nan Ting gave a soft "hmm" and replied naturally: "We used to come here often."

we?

Yu Cheng suddenly became a little sour, and he began to wonder who the "we" Nan Ting referred to was him and who.

Soon, under the guidance of the service lady, the two walked into an elegant room named "Zi Xun Pavilion".

After being seated, Nan Ting didn't order food, and the waitress politely left the private room without asking.

After a while, a group of waiters came in order with plates, and soon filled the table with dishes.

Yu Cheng looked at half of the spicy dishes on the table, and frowned unobtrusively: "Do you like spicy food?"

"This is for you." With a firm statement, Nan Ting looked at him.

Yu Cheng was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Actually... I used to like spicy food, but I don't know what happened later, so I changed to light food."

As he spoke, he picked up a slice of fried shrimp with apricot abalone and put it in his mouth.

However, he found that Nan Ting's face was a little stiff, and he didn't speak when he looked at him.Yu Cheng thought it was his own words that made the other party unhappy, so he quickly picked up a piece of spicy chicken and took a bite.

"Eat, why don't you eat?" Yu Cheng wanted to break the awkward atmosphere.

But the other party stayed for a few seconds and asked him: "Chopped pepper fish head is very good, don't you want to try it?"

"It looks good, but I like this squirrel mandarin fish dish better, it's sweet and sour." After speaking, Yu Cheng regretted it.

He guessed that Nan Ting liked spicy food, so he brought him over and ordered half a table of spicy dishes, but he was picky and picky when he ate, the other party must be unhappy.

Yu Cheng said in his heart that it was over, especially seeing that Nan Ting closed his eyes and lost the peace in his eyes just now, so he had no choice but to put a lot of spicy food into the bowl with a sullen head.

Eat, eat, stop talking! ! !

But Nan Ting asked him again: "Yu Cheng, do you like this restaurant?"

"I like it, it's elegant and not vulgar." Yu Cheng replied while eating, but he didn't dare to look up at the South Court.

"Every accessory and design pattern here is designed by the owner of the restaurant himself."

The restaurateur must have good taste. "

"Well, the restaurant's signature dishes are all ordered by the boss himself, and all the private rooms here are also named after the boss."

Yu Cheng was very curious and couldn't help asking, "Are you familiar with the boss here?"

Nan Ting said, "Well, we often come over for dinner together."

Yu Cheng: "..."

It's over, I am so familiar with the boss, I still think this is picky.He told himself, don't offend the new boss, otherwise there will be no good fruit to eat.

So Yu Cheng added some spicy dishes.

But what was strange was that Nan Ting suddenly put a piece of sweet and sour pork into his bowl, and said, "Don't force yourself to eat those if you don't like them, this pineapple sweet and sour pork is also good."

Good guy!Yu Cheng had been coveting that dish for at least 10 minutes, and was afraid of making Nan Ting unhappy so he held back.

He hurriedly said: "Mmm, it's delicious, the sweet and sour is just right, the owner of this restaurant is quite good at picking the chef, but..."

"Just what?" Nan Ting asked.

It's just that the business here is too bad, there are no customers except them at noon.

Such bluntness will definitely offend people and friends, Yu Cheng thought for a few seconds and said, "It's just that the place is too deserted, next time bring a few friends over to have a try."

Nan Ting nodded, and suddenly smiled: "It's deserted because the consumption here is high, and the average price of a dish is more than 1000."

"What?" Yu Cheng put down his chopsticks and blurted out subconsciously, "One dish costs more than 1000? The boss of this restaurant is crazy!"

It's over, it's over, it's over.After Yu Cheng finished speaking, he immediately closed his mouth into a straight line.

Unexpectedly, Nan Ting was not angry, but couldn't help laughing out loud, and kept laughing all the time.

Nan Ting remembered that afternoon three years ago, when he returned to Nan's mansion and saw Yu Cheng busy in the study, he went up to him and asked him what he was up to.

Yu Cheng greeted him and said, "Brother, come and see, I'm ordering the menu for a Chinese restaurant."

Nan Ting took the list of menus at that time, and couldn't help laughing and asked: "Chopped pepper fish head [-]?"

Yu Cheng pursed his lips and nodded.

"Squirrel mandarin fish one thousand eight hundred and eight?"

Yu Cheng smiled.

After Nan Ting laughed enough, he said, "Zai Zai, the prices of your dishes are a bit high."

Yu Cheng raised his eyebrows at that time, and his eyes were full of pride and pride: "Is there any? The dishes made by Yu Er Shao sell for [-] yuan, which is also a feast for diners."