Dressed like a top-notch blind ex-boyfriend

Originally, he wanted to invite Zhao Nan to have a meal, but Meng Le said that he would take Zhao Nan to dance, Yan Nuo only told him not to drink too much.

The advantage of the new community is that it is only a 10-minute drive from Meng Le's studio, and the rent is cheap, only one-fifth of Yan Nuo's previous rent, including water and electricity bills.

Yan Nuo thought about it, since he will be busy with work, he will only need to sleep when he returns home, a single room is enough.

Just opening the door is still the lingering stench.

Yan Nuo covered his nose, entered the room and closed the door.

It's past six o'clock in the afternoon. He ate those cherries all day, turned on his mobile phone and ordered takeaway, and then got up to organize his things. Most of them were unusable and couldn't be thrown away. Tucked it under the bed.

After making the bed and putting the clothes in the closet, Yan Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, and took the water to the refrigerator in the living room to get some cherries to cushion his stomach.

But using cherries to pad his stomach, he suddenly felt that this idea was a bit extravagant.

I reached in and took a handful, only to find that there were a lot of pits in the middle of the cherries.

Nini?

The child ate the fruit secretly, and then quietly put the core back into the box. Meng Le did the same thing when he was a child.

Yan Nuo smiled knowingly, but was also a little worried, afraid that Nini didn't wash the fruit when she ate the fruit, and she didn't know if she would have a stomachache.

Pick out the fruit cores in the box and throw them away one by one to prevent the cherries from being corrupted. Then I picked up a few and went back to the room to continue wiping the table.

After the dust on the head of the bed and the small desk was wiped clean, Yan Nuo finally received a call for the takeaway, and heard from the younger brother that he had arrived at the door, so he hurried out.

"Hello, I'm a resident who just moved in." Yan Nuo didn't expect another co-tenant to be in the living room, so he took the initiative to say hello.

"Hello, handsome guy." Looking up to catch a glimpse of Yan Nuo's appearance, the short-haired woman who was originally focused on playing with her mobile phone suddenly lit up and became enthusiastic.

Yan Nuo took the takeaway, turned around and smiled politely, and walked to his room, but when he saw the familiar box, he stopped immediately, "This cherries?"

"It's in the refrigerator. It's quite delicious. It's very fresh. Would you like to try it?" The short-haired woman smiled and picked one up to signal Yan Nuo.

"Ma'am, these are my things. I put them in the refrigerator." Yan Nuo suppressed the smile on his face and solemnly reminded.

The short-haired woman still smiled and said, "Is it yours? You don't mind if I try a few."

"I really mind." Yan Nuo focused his eyes on the short-haired woman's hand holding the cherries, and said coldly, "Please also pay me for the cherries you ate."

When the short-haired woman heard this, her eyes widened immediately, and she pointed at herself in disbelief, "You want me to give you money? I'll just eat a few for you to taste."

This man was afraid that he was reincarnated by a cheapskate, and he wanted to extort money for a few fruits. After thinking about it, he said, "I just ate it and my stomach still feels uncomfortable. I didn't ask you to pay me, so it's not bad."

Yan Nuo didn't take her nonsense seriously, and stretched out his hand directly: "This cherries were airlifted back from the United States by my friend, and the market price is one hundred and one catties. You tasted it at least three catties, which is three hundred. , I count it as cheap as [-] for you, will you give me cash?"

The short-haired woman smashed the half-eaten fruit in her hand on the ground, stood up, and said sharply: "You are so short of money, you might as well go and rob it."

Yan Nuo nodded clearly, and then said: "It's okay if you don't give it, then I can only call the police. If you steal something worth more than [-], you will be detained for ten days and the record will be kept. I think you should not Would you mind."

"You!" The short-haired woman rushed into the room, then stepped in front of Yan Nuo with heavy footsteps, raised the banknote in her hand, and said bitterly: "This is 500 yuan, you pick it up yourself."

Yan Nuo saw her spilling the money all over the floor, then went back to the room and closed the door with a "bang!", he knelt down and picked up the red bills one by one, took out three folded and put them in his pocket, who could tell? It will be hard for money.

In the middle of the night, the tranquilizer prescribed by the doctor seemed to be useless again, so I had to close my eyes and rest my mind, and gradually fell asleep in the middle of the night.

"Ah, you are so bad."

When Yan Nuo heard the woman's charming voice, she woke up instantly, and then heard the creaking of the bed next door.

Opening his eyes and looking at the ceiling, he didn't even feel sleepy at all. The next door never stopped talking. Yan Nuo swore that he didn't mean to listen to the foot of the bed, so he had no choice but to hammer the wall to remind him vaguely.

It's just that the other party didn't seem to hear the knocking sound, and they were still talking and laughing loudly, or they heard it, but they just didn't want to pay attention to it, so Yan Nuo opened his eyes until dawn.

"Brother, didn't you sleep well yesterday?" Meng Le noticed some dark spots under his brother's eyes, and reminded: "Yesterday Zhao Nan said that you have to pay attention to your face, and you can't have dark circles or anything like that." .”

Yan Nuo rubbed his temples and explained, "I know, there was a couple quarreling in the community in the middle of the night last night, you know I've always been a light sleeper."

He didn't tell Meng Le that he lived in a shared house. His family members knew that his sleep quality was not good, and he suffered from mental weakness for a while. If it was found out that he was renting a shared house with others, they would definitely be suspicious and worried.

As soon as Yan Nuo explained, Meng Le understood that a couple doesn't quarrel these days, "Then you sleep on the sofa for a while, and I'll call you when Zhao Nan comes."

After a while, there was light and regular breathing in the studio, and Meng Le immediately slowed down to pack his things. This time he will go to the set for at least a month, and he has to bring all the things his brother needs to be a qualified broker.

Just within an hour, the door of the studio was pushed open with a "bang" and smashed against the wall.

Yan Nuo immediately opened his eyes, sat up from the sofa, and supported his calm and somewhat dazed head on his forehead.

As soon as Zhao Nan saw Yan Nuo, his eyes lit up, and he leaned in front of him, flattering him and said, "Brother, I will join the group this afternoon, don't worry, I will be with you in everything."

Yan Nuo barely opened his eyelids, and replied, "Thank you."

Inside the carriage, Zhao Nan was very excited and spit and said: "That couple is really not a thing, it made my brother sleep badly in the middle of the night, I'll go to XXXXXX"

"Okay, okay." Meng Le's ears were almost callused. No matter how long he drove, Zhao Nan scolded the street, "You spit on my brother's car."

Starting from Z City, after a three-hour drive, they finally arrived at the film and television base.

Yan Nuo washed his face with a wet tissue and felt a lot more awake, so he followed Zhao Nan to meet the producer.

"I brought you someone." Zhao Nan found her best friend, crossed her arms and turned away, showing her promise behind her back.

"Hello, I'm Yan Nuo." Yan Nuo stretched out his hand to shake hands with the producer, and then stood aside.

"Zhao Nan, you really did a good job this time. He is the male second of my dreams." The short producer stared at Yan Nuo.

Yan Nuo was dragged to the meeting room as quickly as possible, and then he was handed over the contract. The regulations in the contract were all listed in detail, and there was nothing ambiguous, except that the salary was four full four times higher than he expected. Wan, Yan Nuo signed without any hesitation.

After signing the contract, I met the director, a thin bearded man named Hu Jun, who seemed familiar.

When the script was being read, Yan Nuo finally got the thick script, and finally knew the name of the play, "Blooming Blossoms".

Then he recalled that in the novel in his dream, it seemed that this ancient puppet show in which the rich second generation invested in playing with water had been mentioned, and it became the dark horse of the year.

It was Yan Nuo's first time reading a script, and the actors who watched the male and female protagonists almost recited the lines. He immediately opened his own script with a guilty conscience, and then answered the lines in a daze.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes"

"it is good."

"it is good."

"it is good."

"..."

Yan Nuo didn't know what to say. The second male character is the male lead's personal bodyguard during the day, and at night he goes to the brothel to be the female lead's confidant. He is a character who doesn't talk too much. There is him in almost every chapter, but every chapter But the lines are not more than ten words.

"It's a good relationship." After hearing Yan Nuo's description, Meng Le almost clapped his hands, "Now this kind of beautiful, strong and miserable male second character can attract fans."

"Hehe." Yan Nuo didn't bother to talk to him, and sat by the bed and flipped through the script. Although he came here to earn money, he didn't want to get something for nothing. He didn't have any acting skills, but he could learn.

"what is this?"

It was close to ten o'clock, and after taking a shower in the hotel bathroom, Yan Nuo was about to go to bed after wiping his hair, but Meng Le handed him a small box.

"Earplugs." Meng Le said proudly, "Assistant Yang Xue, who plays the heroine, told me that artists use these to sleep, and they can resist noise."

Yan Nuo froze for a moment, then put on the earplugs, and lay down on his back.

After a while, Meng Le listened to the sound of breathing coming from beside him, smiled foolishly and patted his head.

It was night, at Z City Airport, a group of people escaped the fans and came out through the safe passage.

Su Hang raised his forehead to the man who was tightly covered and said, "Are you going again?"

The man whose face could not be seen clearly under the night light nodded, a strand of dark blue hair slipped from the brim of his hat, fans would be able to recognize it immediately by this.

At the just-concluded concert in City S, Luo Huaijing wore a head of blue hair with highlights, coupled with unruly brows and icy phoenix eyes, one look was enough to freeze people to death, and none of the fans present had a good throat went out.

I drove the car from Suhang, went downstairs to the eleventh building of Jinmaojiayuan Community in Z City, turned off the car, and then sat quietly, waiting for the light on the easternmost window on the 21st floor to go out on time at ten o'clock.

Luo Huaijing glanced at the time on his phone, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and the light was still bright tonight, and he began to feel a little irritable.

I placed an order for fruit delivery with the door still open, and contacted the delivery man to ask him to take a look at the owner's situation. After receiving a reply from the delivery man, there were already five or six cigarette butts outside the car window.

"Hello, I sent it there. A tall and strong man opened the door. I didn't see the handsome guy you described, but that man has blood on his hands. Do you need to call the police for you? Hello? Hello?"

I rushed to the lobby downstairs like crazy, one elevator had a sign under maintenance, and I tapped the button of the other elevator, but it stopped at the 26th floor and never went down.

Looking around, following the green emergency passage signs, I found the escape stairs.

Luo Huaijing ran up to the 12th floor, panting heavily, found the house number 1206, and began to knock on the door. Sweat dripped down his forehead, and was sucked dry by the mask after blurring his vision.

The door opened on the sixth shot, and the hoarse voice like the Gobi wind tried to say: "Who are you, Yan Nuo? Where is he?"

"I told you, I just moved here this month. I don't know the person you're talking about." The tall and strong man explained in a daze that he had blood on his hands just now because he was killing fish to bring lunch to work tomorrow.

After apologizing, he sat down tiredly on the stairs of the escape route. Luo Huaijing hesitantly dialed the phone. After ten seconds, the music of the call came to an end, and someone finally picked it up.