The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

Lu Xia looked away from Song Shurui's face, and said lightly, "I don't think so."

"Really?" Fu Zhiyang didn't intend to end the topic, and continued, "Look carefully, doesn't it look familiar?"

With one hand propped behind his back, he held up his mobile phone for Lu Yan to see with the other. His posture looked lazy and casual, but his gaze was a bit aggressive.

As if to force him to admit something.

Lu Xia was inexplicably agitated.

He straightened up and took a step back, frowned and looked at Fu Zhiyang: "Who do you think you look like, ask me what I do."

Fu Zhiyang laughed, and took back his phone. The oppressive feeling just now disappeared, and he blinked at Lu Xia: "Don't be angry, I'm just asking casually."

This is not a casual question, Lu Xia is not stupid.

What this person said was full of routines, and if you were not careful, you would fall into his way.

Lu Xia's rare desire to have a good chat with him disappeared, she lowered her head, lit a cigarette, and turned to leave.

"Hey." Fu Zhiyang stopped him from behind.

"how?"

"Give me a cigarette if you don't mind."

Lu Xia turned her head and looked into his smiling eyes: "Didn't you quit smoking?"

"I want to smoke again." Fu Zhiyang smiled, and raised his chin at the cigarette in his hand, "I want to enjoy it."

Lu Xia puffed out the smoke ring and said, "If you quit, you can quit. If you want to smoke, you can eat a lollipop."

Fu Zhiyang looked at the cigarette he held between his fingers, and smiled lightly: "The lollipop is just a substitute, and cigarettes are addictive."

"..."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lu Yan felt that his words seemed to mean something. Before he could think about it, Yang Fan came back after eating.

"Yo, I thought you were going to eat." Yang Fan came over and put Lu Yan on Lu Yan's shoulder.

Just as Fu Zhiyang was about to get up from his chair, Yang Fan stepped forward to hold him down and said, "No, you can just sit down. You've been filming for a whole morning, so take a good rest."

"Thank you Brother Yang."

Yang Fan took a chair from the side, stretched his waist and sat down, and said to Fu Zhiyang: "Speaking of which, you are good at acting, but your father was worried that you would not adapt to the set, so he asked me to watch it. Now it seems that there is no such thing. Necessary."

Yang Fan didn't know that his casual sentence had touched the forbidden zone of the two of them. Lu Xia lowered his eyes as if he hadn't heard it. Fu Zhiyang moved his eyes and said in a flat tone: "Then I really thank him for his concern."

He said thank you, but the expression on his face was not the same.

Yang Fan is a student brought out by Fu Hai. After graduation, he has been engaged in the film and television industry. He has kept in touch with Fu Hai for many years. Although he doesn't know about Fu Hai's family affairs, he can also detect some clues from Fu Zhiyang's indifferent attitude.

He was puzzled, but didn't say much. He changed the subject and said, "Are you two free tonight? A new Japanese grocery store has opened nearby. Let's try it together?"

"No time." Lu Xia glanced at him, "We're filming tonight, so go by yourself."

"Tsk, I'm so busy."

Lu Yan threw the extinguished cigarette butt into the ashtray, picked up the coat that was draped over the chair: "I'll go first, you guys talk."

The noon sun was particularly dazzling, and the rain that still left in the morning had disappeared, and the shade of the trees was all over the alley. Lu Xia walked along the side of the road and quickly disappeared around the corner.

As soon as Lu Xia left, Yang Fan's cell phone rang, and he pointed outside: "I'm going to answer the call."

As soon as he left, only Fu Zhiyang was left in place.

Fu Zhiyang lowered his head and unlocked the phone screen, exited the movie playback page, then opened Weibo, entered a few words in the search box, and then a screen full of entertainment news popped up.

[According to netizens, director Lu Xia and actor Song Shurui went back to the hotel together late at night, with ambiguous postures, suspected to have entered the same room]

[Song Shurui issued an article denying the rumors about the rules with Lu Xia, clarifying only four words, what do you think? 】

[Lu Xia angrily reprimanded netizens for spreading rumors in the comment area, and said that he would take legal channels]

[Yuji asked about Lu Xia, but Song Shurui was vague. Is there something else hidden in the unspoken rules? 】

……

There are countless microblogs like this, and there is no end to them.

There are a few pictures immediately below each piece of news, and for fear that people may not see clearly, the names of the two figures pasted together are marked.

The picture was taken at night, and it is a bit blurry. In the first picture, the name of the hotel was mosaiced, and there was a car parked not far away. It seemed that Lu Xia had just gotten out of the car, and was held by Song Shurui within two steps. This one looks pretty normal, but the following two are the root of the netizens making a big fuss.

I saw that half of Lu Yan's body was crooked into Song Shurui's arms, one hand tightly grasped his collar, and she tried to raise her head to look at him. Just in time, the light fell into his eyes, and the eyes stained with drunkenness seemed to be There is water and light, with a sense of inexplicable meaning, no matter how you look at it, it is lingering.

Song Shurui held his waist firmly, did not break free from his grip on his collar, but lowered his head and leaned into Lu Xia's ear, maybe he said something, or maybe he was flirting as the netizens guessed, anyway Such a posture and atmosphere are too ambiguous, and it is absolutely impossible for the two of them to be ordinary friends.

The comments below were full of melons, Fu Zhiyang just glanced at it and then backed out.

At the beginning, this incident caused quite a stir on the Internet. Fu Zhiyang was still in school at that time, and he really felt uncomfortable when he saw those two pictures, but he never believed the news that was just a gimmick in the media.

I didn't believe it before, and I don't believe it now.

Fu Zhiyang zoomed in on the picture, and his fingertips stayed in Lu Xia's eyes looking at Song Shurui.

Was he looking at Song Shurui...

Or are you looking at other people through Song Shurui?

There is no need to think about this question, Fu Zhiyang already has the answer in his heart.

Song Shurui has a good skin, especially when he smiles, he looks very much like Fu Zhiyang when he was a boy.

"Card."

Lu Xia stubbed out the cigarette butt, frowned and said, "What's the matter with Zhao Ke? Why can't he enter the state?"

The venue was silent, and there was rain falling under the lights. Zhao Ke was called out three times. He looked a little nervous, took a deep breath and said, "Do it again."

Aya held up an umbrella to cover Lu Xia from the rain. Seeing the tiredness in his eyes, she whispered, "Director Lu, why don't you take a rest before continuing."

Lu Xia shook her head and said to Zhao Ke: "I'll give you 10 minutes, no matter what method you use, you must enter the state."

Zhao Ke wiped the rain from his face, nodded silently, and walked away with the script.

Zou Yue wanted to follow up to have a look, but Lu Xia called to him: "Don't go, let him figure out his own way."

"What do you expect him to come up with in 10 minutes?" Zou Yue said helplessly, "This will only make him more nervous."

Lu Xia was unmoved: "It's already early morning, and if it continues, it will be dawn."

From the shooting of this scene at night to now, everyone is exhausted, and they don't even have the energy to chat, and the set is quiet.

Aya held an umbrella for Lu Xia with one hand, and dozed off with her head propped on the other. Just as her eyelids were about to close, the light above her head was suddenly covered by a shadow.

"Hush." ​​Fu Zhiyang put his index finger between his lips.

Aya followed his line of sight with a confused face, and saw that Lu Xia, who was sitting crookedly on the chair, fell asleep at some point, her long black hair was scattered over her shoulders, covering half of her face, and she didn't look carefully. Didn't know he closed his eyes.

Fu Zhiyang wore a black coat on his arm, which looked like his own.He carefully put the coat on Lu Yan's shoulders, the whole process was silent, Lu Yan was unconscious and still asleep.

Aya watched Fu Zhiyang come and go lightly with a dull face, his wrist moved unconsciously, the umbrella was crooked, and the splashing raindrops fell on the back of Lu Xia's hand.

Lu Xia frowned and woke up.

"When is it..." Lu Xia rubbed her eyes, paused when she got up, pulled the clothes on her body, and looked a little puzzled, "Whose clothes are these?"

Aya subconsciously glanced at Fu Zhiyang, and before she had time to answer, she saw a lollipop falling out of the pocket of the dress.

Lu Xia: "..."

He picked up the candy as if nothing had happened, and handed it to Fu Zhiyang together with the clothes: "Thank you."

Fu Zhiyang was listening to music with a bluetooth headset, took his clothes and smiled at him, without saying anything, immediately hummed along with the melody.

His voice is deep and clean, and his singing is not as melodious as when he was young, and it is especially beautiful in the silence.

Lu Xia wanted to say thank you and leave, but couldn't move for some reason, so she asked in a strange way, "What are you humming?"

"Cantonese song, I don't know the name."

Seeing that Lu Xia didn't speak, Fu Zhiyang twitched his lips slightly: "Isn't it nice? Then change it."

Immediately afterwards, a familiar melody emerged from his lips, it was a love song he had hummed countless times when he was young.

The singing stopped halfway, Fu Zhiyang took off the earphones, looked at Lu Xia, and asked, "Does it sound good?"

Lu Yan seemed to be distracted and remained silent for a while.

Fu Zhiyang was not in a hurry, he raised his head and waited quietly for his response.

After an unknown amount of time, a clear and sharp cicada suddenly broke the silence.Lu Yahang's hand moved by his side, and his fingertips sank into the palm of his hand. He moved his eyes away from Fu Zhiyang's sight, and let out an inaudible "hmm".