The director is denying the relationship again [entertainment circle]

"Wait a moment." Fu Zhiyang's voice was moderate, followed by the sound of gradually clear footsteps in the room.

Before Lu Yan could figure out what expression to put on, the door in front of him was opened unexpectedly.As if he had a toothache, he passed the medicine forward, lowered his eyes and said, "Return it to you, thank you."

Fu Zhiyang stretched out two fingers to clamp the medicine tablet, and Lu Xia let go of it.

Fu Zhiyang looked at the two empty boxes on the medicine board, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Only took it once?"

Otherwise, I am embarrassed to pay you back if I eat too much.

Lu Xia didn't really want to talk to him, so she acquiesced.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Fu Zhiyang asked again as if he couldn't feel his resistance.

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said that there was something wrong with Lu Xia's whole body, not only his stomach ached, but he felt that his face was stiff and painful in front of Fu Zhiyang.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, go in, I'm going back." Lu Yan said, turning to leave.

"Hey." Fu Zhiyang pulled him back.

The dry and warm palms and arms were separated at the touch, and Lu Xia's breathing became disordered for a moment. Before she could frown, she was appeased by four or two strokes.

Fu Zhiyang said: "You take the medicine, I don't need it, remember to take it on time."

Saying that, he stuffed it back into Lu Xia's hand without any explanation.

He was half a head taller than Lu Yan, and he didn't feel much far away, but when he stood close, he would feel a sense of oppression from the soles of his feet, and Lu Xia took a step back uncomfortably.

Holding the medicine in his hand, the words of refusal lingered on his lips but he couldn't say it. He was silent for a while and said, "How much?"

Fu Zhiyang laughed, with an expression of "you are still so polite with me", and then thought of something else, and his smile deepened: "I don't accept cash."

Without looking up, Lu Xia took out her mobile phone from her pocket: "Alipay or WeChat?"

"WeChat." Fu Zhiyang said.

Then Lu Xia absently scanned the QR code he displayed, and the phone made a "ding" sound, and a prompt "Add to Contacts" popped up.

Lu Xia: "???"

Didn't you scan the QR code to pay? Why did you add friends?

He was stunned for a while before realizing that what Fu Zhiyang gave just now was not the payment code, but the QR code of the business card.

For a moment, Director Lu's expression was very exciting.

Fu Zhiyang said boldly: "A total of 25, please trouble Director Lu to send me a red envelope."

There was an obvious smile in his tone, which made Lu Xia very annoyed.

This person has not improved in other areas over the years, but his ability to hate people has become more and more exquisite.

Lu Xia didn't bother to talk to him, turned her head and left without saying a word, went back to the room to finish the remaining buns, poured a glass of water and took medicine.

Stomach pain is a long-standing problem. At first it tormented him to death. Later, he got used to the pain and pain. Later, he simply stopped taking medicine and didn’t tell others. Occasionally, he drank alcohol and it hurt all night. He gritted his teeth and endured it. , Still alive and kicking the next day.

But it was probably because he was getting older and his body was also in poor condition. This time, the stomach pain was so severe that Lu Xia curled up on the bed as if listless.

There are still three days left before the departure ceremony, and everything that needs to be arranged at the scene is finished. Lu Xia finally got some free time, and now she just wants to sleep.

The temperature of the air conditioner was a bit low, the wind blew on her body, and the quilt was kicked under the bed by him last night. Lu Xia's bones didn't want to move, she struggled for a while and couldn't get up, so she simply ignored it.

When the medicine was strong, the fluttering eyelashes were like fluttering cicada wings, and when they were about to close completely, they suddenly opened again.

The only sliver of consciousness reminded him that he hadn't paid yet.

Lu Xia touched the phone, squinted drowsily, touched the screen with her fingers, and added the other party to the address book, and then a prompt popped up in the chat box - "You have successfully added fzy as a friend."

Fu Zhiyang's profile picture looks like a decadent and silent alley, the picture is gloomy and dark, which makes people feel depressed.

Lu Yan just glanced at it, and his chaotic brain barely remembered the number Fu Zhiyang said, half asleep and half awake, sent a red envelope, the last string in his mind was loosened in an instant, and before the screen was locked, he buried his head in the pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, the screen of Fu Zhiyang's cell phone beside him lit up.

He was sitting on the sofa reading the script, with his legs crossed casually, his fingers rubbing the pages, as if he was particularly interested in the plot in front of him.

The ballpoint pen held between his fingers draws on it from time to time, with a focused expression, slightly raised eyes, with a faint smile and unknown emotions.

The coffee at the table was already cold, he raised his eyebrows regretfully, and poured it out. After washing his hands in a slow manner, he picked up his phone and took a look.

Then he laughed lightly.

This man is really...

Asking him to give out red envelopes really gave out red envelopes, he was so obedient and cute.

Fu Zhiyang clicked, opened the red envelope, and the amount showed "250". Director Lu didn't know whether he pressed an extra zero, or deliberately scolded him secretly. No matter what it was, Fu Zhiyang wanted to laugh from the bottom of his heart.

He sent a message:

——Director Lu rewarded me extra?

Lu Xia didn't return.

He was sleeping on his stomach, his fingertips resting quietly on the screen, and he trembled slightly after a long time.

Director Lu was woken up by being frozen alive.

The air conditioner was still blowing a steady stream of cold air, Lu Xia was frozen all over, her throat was dry and sore, taking a breath was like being cut by a knife, her nose seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and her temples were throbbing one after another. agitated.

He turned over with difficulty, with his arms resting on his forehead, and it was still uncomfortable after a few minutes of slowing down.

fuck.

Not knowing who he was scolding, Lu Xia angrily turned off the air conditioner, took out a few pieces of paper to block his nose, and inadvertently landed his eyes on the mobile phone that was still on. He was stunned for 5 minutes before he realized this. The red envelope is sent out by myself.

What does Fu Zhiyang mean by this sentence?

Lu Xia opened the red envelope in a daze, and then wished she could cover herself with a pillow on the spot.

He actually gave away a zero for nothing, and this person surnamed Fu didn't know how to return it to him.

Lu Dao, who has always been digging and digging, was surprisingly angry.

He gritted his teeth secretly, typed a line and sent it.

——No rewards, pay deducted.

Fu Zhiyang happened to be looking at his mobile phone, and when he saw the message, he couldn't help laughing, and quickly replied to him.

——Success, Director Lu's remuneration is generous, I don't mind deducting an extra zero.

Lu Yan was not in the mood to be poor with him, got out of bed, picked up the quilt, and wrapped her limbs into a ball.

The filming is about to start, and the director has a stomachache and a cold. It is not good for the promotion of the film if the news spreads. He just stays in the room and sweats.

Just as he was about to sleep again, Fu Zhiyang sent him another message:

--[picture]

——I don't understand this scene, can Director Lu explain it to you?

Lu Xia clicked on the photo and took a closer look. The expression on his face froze for a moment, and his eyes sank.

He didn't understand Fu Zhiyang's intention.

In fact, since Fu Zhiyang suddenly appeared at the audition scene, the doubts in his heart have not been resolved.

Both Aya and Yang Fan asked him if he knew Fu Zhiyang before, but Lu Xia denied it.

But in fact, the two really had a past.

You can't see anyone, and you can't speak.

I thought that I would never see each other again in this life, but I didn't expect that after four years, Fu Zhiyang appeared in front of him like a different person.

Modesty, docile, with a three-point smile on everyone's face - it seems that the boy in his memory who quarrels with him every now and then is just a fantasy of his.

Lu Xia frowned slightly, took the phone and sent two messages in succession:

——You have to think about the play yourself, and I don't believe you can't understand it after thinking about it.

——Also, I have always wanted to ask, why did you come to audition?