After the movie, she teased me under the guise of teaching drama [entertainment circle]

Gu Ziyan held the plastic cup in her hand, and took a small sip of lemonade. The sweet and sour liquid stimulated her taste buds. The summer heat dissipated a lot. She rolled her throat, and the cold liquid flowed smoothly. down her esophagus.There was a little liquid on her red lips, which looked very attractive.

The iced lemonade is very refreshing, Gu Ziyan enjoys it and tilts her head slightly, squints her eyes, and unconsciously sticks out the tip of her tongue to lick (more novels plus group 712273271) the liquid left on her lips.

The little assistant Yu Jing stared straight at her eyes, swallowed her saliva, and her mind was swaying. When did lemonade taste so good?

She secretly decided to buy herself a cup after get off work!

Gu Ziyan leaned on the recliner, curled up slightly, like a lazy and noble kitten, she caught a glimpse of Peng Yuru walking towards her from the corner of her eyes, she couldn't help straightening her body, holding the lemonade with her fingers slightly With great effort, he lowered his head and took another sip, lowering his eyes and thinking slightly.

Did she come to find herself?

Is it to say thank you?

The footsteps gradually approached, Gu Ziyan pretended to raise her head inadvertently, and met a pair of smiling eyes, the light brown pupils caught her slightly, her heart seemed to miss a beat.

"Thank you Ziyan."

Until Peng Yuru's voice rang in Gu Ziyan's ear, Gu Ziyan restrained her mind, nodded, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

The next moment, the corners of Gu Ziyan's slightly upturned mouth froze, and the tip of her nose was still lingering with the fragrance that Peng Yuru brought when she passed by. The fragrance was like the fragrance of dew on the petals in the morning. , making Gu Ziyan's heart itch.

Peng Yuru came back with a disposable water cup without noticing, and nodded slightly to Gu Ziyan when she passed by her, but she was sensitively aware that Gu Ziyan's eyes had faded a lot, and she hung up that look again. With an expression of not being close to strangers, his lips are tightly pursed.

Gu Ziyan's mood is really fickle.

Peng Yuru sighed silently in her heart, and in an instant, she thought that she had only known Gu Ziyan for a day, and it was normal for Gu Ziyan to look a little cold.

Gu Ziyan's eyes drifted to Peng Yuru's side vaguely, some small drops of water were hung on the wall of the plastic cup, and her fingertips were a little white from the stimulation of the cold lemonade.

"Give."

Peng Yuru poured a glass of lemonade, used a straw to squeeze out some ice cubes, and handed them to Tang Xue.

"Thank you."

Tang Xue quickly took the lemonade with both hands, with a bright smile on her face. She felt that she was so lucky to meet such a heart-warming star who didn't put on airs, not to mention that Peng Yuru was also good-looking and seductive.

Peng Yuru nodded slightly, and also showed a smile. Holding the plastic cup in both hands, he passed the straw to his lips, opened his small mouth slightly, covered the straw, and took a small sip, with a hint of enjoyment in his eyes.

Tang Xue saw that Peng Yuru had started to drink, so she handed the cup to her mouth and took a sip. The cool and refreshing taste made her almost unable to restrain herself from making a sound.

When she was about to take a second sip, she felt a cold gaze locked onto her. It was so cold that she felt as if she had fallen into a hole in the ice. The hairs all over her body stood up, and goosebumps crawled up. She looked up vigilantly. Look around, strange, no one is looking at her.

Gu Ziyan's face was sullen, and the plastic cup was slightly deformed by her.

Yu Jing felt that the surroundings suddenly became much cooler, so she took out her mobile phone comfortably, and just wanted to touch the fish, when a glass of lemonade, which she had only drank 1/5, stood in front of her. Looking up with the back of her fair hand, a pretty face covered with frost appeared in front of her eyes.

"Zi...Yan"

Yu Jing's heart skipped a beat, it's over, it's over, he was discovered before he even started fishing, it's a big loss.

"threw."

Gu Ziyan looked at Yu Jing who was trembling with fear, her red lips parted slightly, she looked away lightly, and then leaned back on the recliner and closed her eyes to rest.

"Ok."

Yu Jing was stunned, picked up the glass of lemonade that only drank a little Xu, got up, touched the wall of the glass, and muttered something in his mouth, brother, thank you for saving my life, but I still want to throw you in the trash can , you rest in peace.

***

Half an hour later, the crew

"Is there something wrong with me?"

Han Jiazhen was wearing high-end custom-made casual clothes, sitting in the coffee shop, looking calmly at the extremely gorgeously dressed young woman opposite.

"How is Jiajun recently?"

When the young woman mentioned that name, there was a trace of tenderness in her eyes unconsciously, which was in stark contrast to her flamboyant attire.

"Ask my brother why?"

Han Jiazhen looked up at her with a scrutinizing gaze, then picked up the coffee, took a small sip, and frowned unconsciously.

What bad coffee is this!

It's like the bottom of the pot mixed with the smell of plastic bottles!

Peng Yuru felt that she was offended, she couldn't drink it in one gulp, raised her hand to grab a few tissues, and spit out the coffee directly.

"Sorry, Director Zhao, this coffee is really bad."

Peng Yuru took the initiative to stand up and apologize to Director Zhao. The smell of inferior plastic coffee spread in her mouth, and she couldn't help retching twice.

Gu Ziyan's eyes were deep, she curled her fingers slightly, her lips were drawn into a straight line, her expression changed, and finally she turned around and asked Yu Jing, "Is there any water?"

"some."

Yu Jing quickly took out an unopened bottle of mineral water from her bag, raised her hand to cover the bottle cap, unscrewed it and handed it to Gu Ziyan.

Gu Ziyan took the twisted mineral water bottle, walked two steps forward, with an indifferent expression, put the mineral water into the air in front of Peng Yuru, without saying a word.

Peng Yuru had a bitter face, and her expression was a little rich. She just wanted to rinse her mouth quickly, but Tang Xue didn't bring water with her, and she had already gone back to get it.

Just as she was suppressing her nausea, a slender figure landed at her feet. Peng Yuru looked up and met a pair of dark and bright eyes. Although that person had a cold aura all over him, But the bottle of water in his hand was glistening.

"Thank you."

Peng Yuru quickly reached out to take the bottle of mineral water, and inadvertently touched Gu Ziyan's round and smooth fingertips, and an inexplicable strange feeling spread from the skin of the hands to the cerebral cortex.

Gu Ziyan quickly withdrew her arm, her fingertips trembled inadvertently, the base of her ear was stained with light red, she looked up at Peng Yuru again, the man unscrewed the screwed bottle cap casually, raised her head and took a sip, her swelling There was an almost negligible gargling sound on both cheeks.

Like a little hamster.

Peng Yuru pointed to her mouth, then pointed to the outside, signaling to Gu Ziyan that she was going to spit.

Gu Ziyan responded softly, her face still expressionless, she turned her head to look at Director Zhao, and her eyes fell on the cup of coffee.

"Xiao Wang, get out of here!"

Director Zhao picked up the coffee cup and sniffed it, and frowned. He knew that Peng Yuru might not be used to drinking low-quality coffee, so he greeted the stage manager in advance and asked them to make the best coffee for the crew.

"Hey, Director Zhao!"

A middle-aged man with a shiny face walked over quickly, nodded and bowed to Director Zhao.

"Didn't I tell you to make the coffee I brought over last time?"

"I ran out of the coffee you brought, so I asked other people for two packs temporarily."

"Don't you know where to buy it after drinking?"

Director Zhao patted his forehead bitterly. The two actors were in good shape just now. If it wasn't for the coffee problem, they might have gone through it all.

"But Director Zhao, I'm running out of time."

The scene manager Xiaowang showed a smile that was uglier than crying. He didn't mean it, but Director Zhao told him to finish it within 10 minutes, and he couldn't help it.

"Use mine."

Director Zhao wanted to say something else, but suddenly felt that there was someone beside him, and turned his head to look over. Gu Ziyan was tall and tall, with an indifferent expression, as if it wasn't her who just made a sound to save the siege.

"Row."

Director Zhao looked at Gu Ziyan's beautiful side face, nodded, and waved his hands to signal for Xiao Wang to leave first, then scanned the venue, as if he was looking for someone.

"Peng Peng went to rinse his mouth."

Gu Ziyan noticed Director Zhao's gaze, pursed her lips, and remembered Peng Yuru's appearance just now, very cute, and a trace of tenderness slipped unconsciously in her eyes.

"Uh-huh."

Director Zhao caught a glimpse of Gu Ziyan's emotions inadvertently, and was startled. He wanted to ask her why she knew, but swallowed it back, and raised his hand to touch his chin.

"Director Zhao. Ziyan."

After Peng Yuru rinsed his mouth, he immediately felt refreshed. With the corners of his eyes raised and the corners of his mouth smiling, he walked across from Director Zhao.

"The coffee was a problem with the crew just now, and I will shoot after Mr. Gu's coffee is brought."

Director Zhao nodded, and was startled again when he heard Peng Yuru's address. He quietly sized up the girl in front of him. She has extraordinary temperament, decent manners, and polite words. No wonder Gu Ziyan cares about her so much.

Is it suitable?

Do you want to match up?

"Ah."

When Director Zhao was thinking wildly, Peng Yuru had already responded softly, then tilted his head slightly, with a sincere smile on his face, and bowed slightly, "Thank you Ziyan for the water, and thank you for the coffee."

Gu Ziyan's eyes were fixed on Peng Yuru's face, that smile was as warm and charming as the sunshine in winter, melting away the icebergs around Gu Ziyan, revealing her softest side.

"Ziyan?"

Peng Yuru looked up, but before Gu Ziyan could reply, she saw that she was in a daze, her smile faded away, and her brows were slightly frowned.

"Ah."

Gu Ziyan came back to her senses, nodded slightly, suddenly showed a playful smile, looked Peng Yuru up and down, then moved lightly with lotus steps, approached Peng Yuru, lifted the hair on the side of her face, and brushed her fingertips inadvertently From the tips of her ears, she said in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"It's not enough to just say thank you~"

Feeling the warm touch on the tips of the ears, Peng Yuru subconsciously tilted her head slightly, her ears turned red, and she raised her eyes to meet those smiling eyes. The trembling feeling of Gu Ziyan's ending sound lingered in her ears, and she couldn't help but think of the coquettish behavior in the morning , the heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

"Can I treat you to dinner?"

Peng Yuru resisted the urge to touch her earlobe, and suddenly felt a little dry mouth, unconsciously stretched out the tip of her pink tongue, licked (more novels plus group 712273271) her lower lip, and when she spoke again, her voice was A strange hoarseness.

Gu Ziyan didn't reply to her, but just took a step back, the smile on Fang Qian's face was short-lived, and his expression returned to its usual coldness.

Peng Yuru couldn't help feeling a little flustered, subconsciously took a step forward, as if trying to catch that fleeting touch of amazement, "I'll do it for you."

"doing what?"

Gu Ziyan's expression was silent, her red lips were lightly parted, she opened and closed, and uttered a few words without emotion, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with her.

Peng Yuru froze for a moment, lowered her eyes, said nothing, her lips were pursed into a straight line, her good upbringing told her to be calm.

"Ziyan, here comes the coffee."

Yu Jing walked over quickly, with sweat on her forehead, her eyes glanced at several people present one by one, and she handed the coffee to Gu Ziyan with a smile.

"Well, add her WeChat later and ask her to transfer the money to you, 200 yuan for coffee, 2 yuan for mineral water, 98 yuan for running errands, a total of 300 yuan."

Gu Ziyan took the coffee, handed it to Director Zhao, then raised her chin at Peng Yuru, her tone was cold, and her eyes swept across her face lightly.

Peng Yuru's body tensed up, she had never been so despised before, her hands hanging by her sides clenched into fists, she looked up in Gu Ziyan's direction, only to see that the person had just turned around and was about to leave.

"Miss Peng?"

Yu Jing was so happy to see the blue and white porcelain slumped. She took out her phone, opened WeChat, and shook it in front of Peng Yuru.

"The money is paid by the crew, and I'll send it to you, Mr. Gu."

Director Zhao saw that the atmosphere was becoming more and more stiff, as if Monk Zhang Er was confused, but he still took out his mobile phone to transfer money to Gu Ziyan.

"No, I'll send it to Teacher Gu."

Peng Yuru squeezed out a smile, scanned Yu Jing's WeChat QR code, added a friend, and immediately transferred 300 yuan to her.

She had never seen anyone teasing others like this!

Putting down the phone, Peng Yuru seemed relieved, as if relieved, but she was still depressed and confused. Why is she like this?

***

Peng Yuru and Tang Xue left after filming this scene. She has no role to play at night, so she can leave work early to see the house arranged for her by the company.

"Peng Peng, the security in this community is very tight, and many big names also live here. For example, Gu Yinghou, maybe we can meet her in the future."

Tang Xue took Peng Yuru to register at the gate guard. She didn't know what happened in the theater, so she talked to herself and took Peng Yuru straight to the elevator.

Peng Yuru responded softly, but unconsciously frowned slightly.

"You live on the 12th floor, the light is good, two bedrooms and one living room, decoration..."

Peng Yuru suddenly felt that Tang Xue was her assistant, Qu Cai. With her eloquence, she could be a real estate salesperson, and her performance was absolutely the first.

While the two were talking, they were already standing at the door. Peng Yuru looked up at the house number, 1203, silently remembered it in his heart, and followed Tang Xue in.

The decoration of the house is simple and European style, the lighting is warm yellow, which makes people feel very soft. Peng Yuru walked around the room and found that the room is well equipped, and there is even fresh food in the refrigerator, as if someone is living there.

"I came to clean the room this morning and bought some necessities by the way."

Tang Xue seemed to see Peng Yuru's doubts, and took the initiative to explain.

"Well, do you usually live with me, or do I live alone?"

Peng Yuru raised his hand and gently brushed the lines on the kitchen counter, then looked down at his fingertips, there was no trace of dust.

"It's all right, it's up to you."

"I usually have a little light sleep, and I may trouble you."

Peng Yuru raised his head and looked at Tang Xue with a look of apology on his face.

She not only sleeps lightly, but often suffers from insomnia.

"Ok."

***

Gu Ziyan was filming in the theater until after ten o'clock. When she got off work, the sky was full of stars and the cool breeze was blowing, which aroused her tiredness.

The pure black nanny car drove by in the dark night, the headlights tore the curtain of the night, and the leaves on the roadside swayed with the wind.

"Ziyan, let me tell you about that so-and-so, she...and then that blue-and-white porcelain. Her expression afterwards was wonderful..."

Yu Jing sat across from Gu Ziyan, subconsciously chatting with Gu Ziyan about interesting things in the crew.

"Give me the phone."

Gu Ziyan's eyes that were about to close opened immediately after hearing the familiar words, directly interrupting Yu Jing's chatter.

She almost forgot to explain it to Peng Yuru!

Yu Jing raised her head to meet Gu Ziyan's cold eyes, shivered subconsciously, took out her phone in a hurry, then unlocked it at the speed of light, and handed it to Gu Ziyan with both hands.

Gu Ziyan took the phone, nodded slightly, looked at the screen of the phone, then raised her head and glanced at Yu Jing, her eyes were extremely threatening.

"I promise not to read it."

Yu Jing froze in fright when she probed her head, she quickly turned her head away, and then added, "It's also absolutely confidential."

"Yeah. Cover your ears."

Yu Jing subconsciously covered her ears, tensed her body, and held her breath.

What is she going to do?

Gu Ziyan directly opened WeChat, clicked on Peng Yuru's dialog box, and saw Peng Yuru's profile picture, she couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously clicked in to view the big picture.

Peng Yuru's head portrait was drawn by an artist friend of hers. It is a Q version of her, very cute, with a chubby face and a hint of grievance.

Just as Gu Ziyan was about to save the picture, she suddenly saw Peng Yuru's five short, fat fingers in the profile picture, curled her lips, and hurried back to the dialog box.

It's too short!

Still ugly!

How can it be so short in reality!Obviously very good-looking!

Gu Ziyan couldn't help but think of Peng Yuru's hands holding chopsticks when eating. The back of the hand is white, the fingers are slender and strong, and the knuckles are sharp. Lifting Erlang's legs, there was a hint of joy in his expression.

Switching the keyboard to voice, Gu Ziyan pressed the screen for a long time, and sent several voices in a row. Just after sending, she caught a glimpse of the time directly above the screen, 22:47.

She won't sleep, will she?

Thinking of the self-discipline shown by Peng Yuru, Gu Ziyan long pressed the message, wanting to withdraw it, but found that the dialog box showed that the other side was typing.

She didn't sleep!

And reply in seconds!

The corners of Gu Ziyan's mouth immediately raised, she clasped the side of the phone with her fingertips, and stared at the screen to reply.

***

After seeing the house arranged for her by the company, Peng Yuru declined Tang Xue's offer to send her off, and took a taxi directly back to the Peng family's main house.

On both sides of the black classically carved gate stood a well-dressed servant. When they saw Peng Yuru approaching, they immediately bowed to open the gate.

"Uncle Huo."

Peng Yuru walked straight into the gate, stepped on the bluestone road, looked at the middle-aged man coming up from the depths of the path, and nodded slightly.

"Miss, madam is waiting for you in the living room."

Although Uncle Huo had gray temples and some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, his body was straight and he was wearing a slim black suit. He looked energetic.

"Ok."

The two walked along the Qingshiban Road to the end, and what they saw was a large villa in the ancient Chinese style. There were a large tree on both sides of the Qingshiban Road, and a pavilion was built under one of the old trees, and the other ancient tree A few smooth-surfaced stones are simply placed below, one tall and four short, forming a crowd.

"Little Ru."

Although Mo Yahan was watching TV, he kept staring at the door from the corner of his eye. When he saw Peng Yuru coming in from the entrance after changing his shoes, he immediately got up and went to meet him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Peng Yuru looked at Mo Yahan's worried expression and felt inexplicable.

"I heard from your uncle that you will move out tomorrow, and I am worried that you will live alone."

"Don't worry, I'm self-reliant and self-reliant."

Peng Yuru patted Mo Yahan on the shoulder, and gave her a reassuring look.

"Is the sound insulation effect of the new house good?"

What Mo Yahan was most worried about was Peng Yuru's sleep. Peng Yuru suffered from primary insomnia. She took her to see many doctors, but they couldn't find out the cause of her insomnia, and Chinese medicine treatment didn't have any effect.

"Okay. I can wear earplugs."

Mo Yahan was just relieved when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he became worried again when he heard the second half.

"It's okay, it's pretty quiet over there, I should be able to fall asleep."

Seeing her mother's nervous look, Peng Yuru added another sentence.

"That's good."

Mo Yahan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, pulled Peng Yuru to sit on the sofa, and chatted about homework while eating fruit.

Nine p.m

Peng Yuru's room is on the top floor. To be precise, the entire fourth floor is hers. There are four rooms in total: bedroom, bathroom, cloakroom, and small study.The bedroom is equipped with special soundproof walls, and a flax-colored carpet is also laid on the floor.

At this moment, in the small study, Peng Yuru was sitting in front of the laptop, staring at the screen intently.

The warm light of the night mode hit Peng Yuru's pretty face, adding a bit of mystery to her face.

On the screen, densely packed with English letters, the title stands out: NAD+depletionbytypeIinterferonsignalingsensitizespancreaticcancercellstoNAMPTinhibition

(Type I interferon signaling reduces NAD sensitization of pancreatic cancer cells to NAMPT inhibition)

[Note: Cited by CNKI]

Peng Yuru herself prefers pharmacy, but her favorite teacher wants her to study pancreatic cancer with him, and often sends her some valuable articles.

An hour and a half later, Peng Yuru rubbed his sore neck, sent some simple tips to the teacher, turned off the computer, and got up to take a shower when the WeChat notification sounded on his mobile phone.

The teacher is still up so late?Actually reply in seconds?

Peng Yuru turned on the phone and found that it was not the teacher's message, but saw a green voice marked on the dialog box for Yu Jing's remarks, hesitated for a few seconds, and clicked in.

"I'm sorry, Peng Peng, I was wrong about what happened this afternoon. I saw someone next to me took out his mobile phone and pointed it at this side. If it was photographed, the media would treat you and me badly if it was exposed. I don't want you to officially When you debut, you will carry black material on your back."

A soft voice came out of the microphone, the voice was deliberately lowered, with a little magnetism, Peng Yuru knew that the owner of the voice was Gu Ziyan.

I forgive you.

Just after the first voice was played, the second one continued, "Peng Peng, if you are still angry, I will..."

The voice paused, and the tone became soft and waxy, "I'll act like a baby for you again, okay?" Peng Yuru's heart was numb when she heard the last tone, and she couldn't help thinking that Gu Ziyan taught her to act like a baby this morning. A pair of watery eyes and that alluring red lips.

The third voice started to play, and the first few seconds were blank. Suddenly, "Peng~Peng~"

The pronunciation of the characters is very standard, and the ending of the last word is a little longer, which can be heard, and the voice is trembling with a little nasal sound.

Immediately afterwards, "Don't be angry~"

Peng Yuru's hands trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the phone steady, a suspicious blush appeared on his face.

Peng Yuru's ears began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when the last words fell, her ears were already red enough to bleed.

Are my ears pregnant?