Even the main god eats soft rice 48

"I...my hair is dry!"

Li Jingyu's fingers ran through Mu Yun's hair, and then he adjusted the lamp on the table to be brighter, and put his hand under the lamp, it felt a little shiny but...Mu Yun swears to God, there is really only a little .

Li Jingyu's fingers slowly moved down and gently pinched Mu Yun's chin, his movements were gentle but his tone was penetrating: "Actually, I really don't like people lying to me. If you don't have dry hair, don't say it. Do you understand?"

So scared, Mu Yun immediately nodded and said weakly: "I know, I know."

Li Jingyu let go of his chin, and put his hand in front of him: "Help me to dry my hair."

"Oh, oh good." Mu Yun stood up, dragged Li Jingyu's arm, and the two walked slowly into the room. There was a hair dryer in the bedside table. Mu Yun took it out and helped Li Jingyu sit by the bed, and then turned on the hot air to blow his hair.

Mu Yun blew for him very carefully, trying not to strain his hair. During Li Jingyu's period, he kept his eyes closed and let Mu Yun operate. He blew on the right side and then on the left side. Everything was normal, but...

Although he and Mr. Li have been together for several days and have slept in the same bed twice, Mu Yun has never dared to look at him directly.

Now that Mr. Li has his eyes closed, and he is so close to him, his scar is so close in front of his eyes that Mu Yun can almost see the uneven texture and the centipede shape left by the stitching.

Although his appearance is very ugly, Mr. Li has never tried to cover it up, not to mention wearing a mask or even thinking of covering it with his hair.He doesn't seem to care one bit about what other people think of his appearance.

Mu Yun stared at his face thoughtfully, then blew for a while, and stopped when he felt that his hair was dry under his hands.

Turn off the hair dryer, just about to put it away, but Mr. Li held Mu Yun's wrist and said softly: "Don't move, give it to me."

Mu Yun obediently gave him the hair dryer, Li Jingyu asked Mu Yun to sit next to him, and turned on the hair dryer again to blow his hair.

Mu Yun's hair was almost dry, and Li Jingyu didn't blow it for long.

After drying, Li Jingyu put down the hair dryer, his finger did not leave Mu Yun's head, but asked: "I'm really curious about my scar and my legs?"

Mu Yun froze for a moment, and subconsciously denied: "No... I didn't..." But before he finished speaking, Li Jingyu interrupted him and tightened his fingers. He said in his ear, "I told you, don't lie to me."

Mu Yun overtested slightly, knowing that he couldn't hide it, so he had to admit: "Well, I'm a little curious."

"Curious what?"

"I'm curious...well, I'm curious about how you were injured, Uncle, and whether you were in pain back then?"

Li Jingyu closed his eyes, his heart trembled, and he replied: "I don't really want to answer the first question. I also told you that this matter has nothing to do with Li Wenjing, so don't ask any more questions in the future."

Then Li Jingyu said again: "As for the second question..." He paused, and then said, "It hurts so badly that I can't sleep all night and cry alone under the quilt, even after many years. Even if I’m not used to it, I’ll still be disgusted by myself when I see my face in the mirror.”

Mu Yun raised his head and comforted him, "How could it be, it's not disgusting."

Li Jingyu smiled: "Any more questions?"

Mu Yun originally wanted to say no, but he felt that Mr. Li was different tonight. Although he looked as calm as water, Mu Yun always felt that he seemed to be hiding a lot of secrets and thoughts.

Let Mu Yun want to explore a little bit.

Mu Yun: "Uncle, have you ever thought about covering it with a mask?"

Li Jingyu didn't answer directly, but changed the topic and said: "You asked me several questions today, I don't want to answer any more, can I ask you a few questions now?"

"You ask."

Li Jingyu: "What are you planning to do with the selection just now?"

Mu Yun: "Make a movie."

Lai Jingyu: "What movie?"

Mu Yun scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Dangai Movie."

"Delayed change?"

Mu Yun hesitated for a moment, and tried to use beautiful words to say: "It is the beautiful love that crosses gender."

Li Jingyu didn't say a word for a while, and Mu Yun figured it out with his toes. It is impossible for a person of Mr. Li's level to come into contact with Tanmei novels, not to mention that the copyright that Mu Yun and the others bought is still a little yellow. novel...

It's better to get rid of these things quickly and don't let Mr. Li know, I'm sorry, Mu Yun's ears are red when he thinks about it.

Li Jingyu: "So your need for money is also related to this."

Mu Yun nodded.

Li Jingyu saw that it was getting late, and suggested that he should rest.

After turning off the lights, Mu Yun remembered one thing: "Mr. Li, will my sleeping here disturb your rest?"

"No, you will sleep here from now on."

Mu Yun: ...

Are you serious! !

Seeing that Mu Yun didn't move for a long time, Li Jingyu said again: "What's the problem?"

Under the heavy pressure, there was only compromise, Mu Yun lay down, looked up at the sun on the ceiling that was not obvious in the dark night, and gradually fell asleep.But this night, Mr. Li didn't sleep with him in his arms, the two just took each other's side.

On the day of the casting, the producer Zhang Ying was looking for someone to build a simple stage for the actors to try out, with a cigarette in his mouth. There seems to be an undercurrent.

Mu Yun was holding a large box of fresh milk in his hand, and he was late. This was stuffed for him by the butler when he went out to let him drink on the road. Mu Yun was very satisfied, but when he satisfied other people, he felt uncomfortable. Zhang In fact, Ying has a lot of dissatisfaction with Mu Yun, thinking that he is a fledgling new director who just relies on a few small money at home to make a fuss everywhere.

Zhang Ying had won several awards for new screenwriters, and he also showed his works to Mu Yun at the beginning, but Mu Yun looked down on his own script and insisted on making Dangai, which was still such an unpopular third-rate novel.

If it wasn't for the lack of money recently, Zhang Ying would never have agreed to be a producer. Anyway, Mu Yun didn't understand farts, so he quickly used up the money he brought and took kickbacks by himself, and got away after eating.

Zhang Ying said angrily, "Why did you come? Everyone is almost here."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Mu Yun hurriedly apologized, "I wasted some time eating breakfast."

"Then you stay with them and get ready to start when everyone arrives." After Zhang Ying finished speaking, he rolled his eyes at him. Find a seat to sit down and drink milk.

The housekeeper knew that he likes sweet drinks, so he added two tablespoons of honey to Mu Yun's fresh milk, and Mu Yun found that this formula seemed to be sweeter!He puffed up his cheeks like a hamster and drank sweetly. A boy sitting next to him approached him and talked to him: "Are you also here to interview Shao Yang?"

Shao Yang is the protagonist in the movie, looking at the boy's style, he thinks his goal is the role of Shao Yang, Mu Yun didn't speak, just shook his head and continued to enjoy the sweet milk.

Boy: "Hey, you are so good-looking. Why is it not Mian Shaoyang but Gu Changqiang? But you are obviously very..." He looked Mu Yun up and down carefully, only to see that although he was sitting, he was passing by. The long legs need to be curled up, which means that the handsome guy in front of him is tall and proud. No wonder he doesn't want to play Shao Yang. With this height, he is more than enough to play Gu Changqiang. It's a pity, this face is so beautiful.

The boy felt very lucky again, fortunately, he was not a competitor with him, so he asked Mu Yun again: "Then who do you think is more likely to be selected?"

Hearing this, Mu Yun began to look at him, but the gap between the overly opened corners of the eyes and the full chin was too far from Shao Yang's image, as for the others, he couldn't see it even more, Mu Yun said honestly: "You are the best. "

The boy was very proud: "Thank you, I also think you will be the best candidate for Gu Changqiang."

Mu Yun: ...

After drinking the last sip of milk, Mu Yun didn't look around but sat quietly waiting for the protagonist Gong Shou to appear.

Ben Ben, who had been sleeping on Mu Yun's head all this time, suddenly appeared, his extra-big eyes burst out with unprecedented light, and he shouted excitedly: "Master Lord God! They are coming!"

After parking the car, Han Chen and his assistant hurriedly took the elevator upstairs from the underground garage. Today's schedule is too full. As a newcomer, Han Chen often has no choice. If he doesn't go, it means offending others. But if you go there, you won’t necessarily be seen. All in all, the circle only believes in popularity and popularity. If you are not popular and have no works, you can only let others slaughter you.

"This is an opportunity. Although the online behavior of filming Dangai dramas is called going to the sea, as long as it becomes popular, we must seize it." The agent reminded Han Chen that he was wearing a black peaked cap, and he heard the words. He just nodded his head to show that he heard it.

Han Chen walked out of the elevator, he expressed that he wanted to wash his face to wake up, so he went to the toilet, turned on the faucet, and poured cold water on his face vigorously, Han Chen didn't want to admit defeat, no matter how hard it was, he didn't want to bow his head to his family .

The cold water wiped away the tired face just now, and the manager urged at the door: "Isn't it alright? Time is running out!"

"I see."

Xu Shi had just washed his face, his hair was sticking wet and limp on his forehead, which made him look less sharp and more youthful, and just as he walked out of the door, a person rushed directly into his arms, Han Shen sank to his feet and fell to the ground with a bang. It happened that the dirty clothes and trousers were soaked in a large part.

"Fuck you! How do you look at the road!" Naturally, the manager felt sorry for his artist and immediately blamed that reckless guy.

Mu Yun's face was pale, he covered his mouth to suppress the desire to vomit, he wanted to say sorry to the person who knocked him down, but he couldn't bear it anymore and pushed the agent who was in the way, rushed to the sink and wowed Throwing up in the dark.

Mu Yun forgot that his health is not very good now, he gets sick easily and has stubborn stomach problems, so a big box of milk in the morning is a burden to the stomach, and now he will be punished directly.

He had already planned that the protagonist Gong Shou would complete their first meeting during the interview. In order to give them a romantic encounter, Mu Yun and Ben Ben agreed not to meet Han Chen during this time period.

Wait for them to finish the plot Mu Yun before looking for opportunities. After all, the relationship between the protagonist Gongshou evolved from rivals. They met in a collision. Under the catalysis of this cannon fodder, it continues to develop.

Han Chen stood at the door looking at Mu Yun's back in a daze, and his manager urged him: "Why are you standing there! Time is running out, oh my ancestor!"

"I see." Han Chen's face was a little weird, and for a moment he suddenly thought of his childhood playmate, Xiao Mu.

The Han family with very strict family education never allowed Han Chen to go out to play privately. At that time, Han Chen's only pleasure was throwing notes at the window to communicate with the child who led the house. He forgot the child's full name, only remembered that he had His nickname is Xiaomu, and his appearance is...

Much like the guy who just bumped into him.

But didn't Xiaomu go abroad?I heard from my parents that he might not come back in the future.Han Chen was dragged forward by his manager, when he passed by the elevator, a handsome young man came out of the elevator.

He is about 20 years old, his eyes are very light, and his ear-level short hair makes him look clean and innocent.

He stopped and asked Han Chen: "Excuse me, where is the crew of "48 Degrees" interviewing?"

"It's right in front." Han Chen didn't care about the house, and he didn't care if he was right or not, anyway, he pointed in a direction anyway.

Song Xujia smiled and said to him, "Thank you then."

After he finished speaking, he ran back, and the two passed each other in different directions.

On the other side, Mu Yun finally came to his senses, he washed his mouth and walked out slowly, his legs were trembling and his steps were sloppy.

At this moment, Han Chen, who had just left, reappeared at the door of the toilet and stopped Mu Yun: "You, are you a little wood?"