I collided with my opponent [entertainment circle]

"I didn't drink much." Sheng Xingran didn't have the aura of being angry with Tang Yunqian before, but he looked like a little brother who looked like a boy. He looked at Lin Xu very seriously, from his eyes to his lips, and from his lips to his eyes again, "Ms. Lin is very likable. Directors like it, actresses like it, and Xiao Xianrou, who has only worked with him a few times, also likes it...how can he be so likable?"

Lin Xu remained expressionless: "Well, I just don't like you."

"Recruited." Sheng Xing looked serious.

The feeling of a sudden blow to the heart enveloped Lin Xu again.

The next second, footsteps sounded outside the bathroom, as if someone was walking towards this side.Lin Xu looked back: "I'm leaving, you...you'd better drink less."

Sheng Xingran stopped Lin Xu: "Lin Feng came to pick me up later. You were also drunk, so I asked him to take a taxi, let's drive your car away? Anyway, we are going back to the same place."

"No need." Lin Xu shook his head, "I've already called a substitute driver."

Sheng Xingran "tsk" dissatisfiedly: "You just don't give me a chance."

Provocative without knowing it, the six words flashed into Lin Xu's mind again.

A helpless smile slowly appeared on his lips, Lin Xu looked directly into Sheng Xingran's eyes, and said word by word, "Sheng Xingran, what chance do you want?"

In the flashy reception where wine and wine were mixed together, Sheng Xingran sat in the bustle, only thinking about Lin Xu's words, and the wry smile on his lips when he said these words to Lin Xu.

He was aware of his fascination with Lin Xu, and the desire for monopoly because of his fascination, and the desire for monopoly led him to go on a rampage, but he never seriously thought about how this mood, this desire for monopoly, will eventually fall Where?

Is it with Lin Xu?How to be together?What will happen after being together?

He looked up at the forest sequence that was far away from him in a hall and diagonally.

Thinking of Lin Xu smirking and saying "Sheng Xingran, you are so naive", Sheng Xingran sighed self-deprecatingly, turned around, and went to the buffet counter to get another glass of champagne.

When he turned around, Lin Xu had already disappeared.

Sheng Xing leaned against the buffet table calmly, searching all the places and everyone in the venue.

Lin Xu had indeed left, but Song Minglang was still in the hall, talking enthusiastically with a certain producer.

It should be that the substitute driver came, but Lin Xu didn't leave with Song Minglang, he didn't let anyone see him off.

While reassuring, two words popped out of Sheng Xingran's heart, getting bigger and bigger: it's over.

He has never been so worried about gains and losses, and he has never been so unconfident.

Sheng Xingran, you are finished.he thinks.

But, when it's over, it's over.

After returning home from the reception, Lin Xu took a shower, but the feeling of alcohol became stronger.

Very sleepy, but unable to fall asleep, and everything seemed to be separated by a layer of shadows, and walking was like stepping on cotton. He curled up on the sofa and read the script for a while.

When it was close to zero, the sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door came to the opposite gate between Block A and Block B.

After a moment of silence, Lin Xu's doorbell rang.

Letting Sheng Xingran in, Lin Xu went to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of white fungus pear soup, and placed it in front of Sheng Xingran.

He sat down opposite Sheng Xingran and asked, "Come to see me so late, what happened?"

Sheng Xingran looked at his expression, "Are you sober?"

"It's not awake, but it's not drunk either. It's very ethereal." Lin Xu smiled slightly, and the faint drunkenness broke out, "It's okay, just tell me."

Sheng Xingran unlocked the phone, opened Weibo, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Lin Xu.

On the phone screen was a framed photo of Lin Xu, Sheng Xingran and Song Minglang.

Sheng Xingran lowered his head, stroking the rim of the bowl of white fungus and pear soup with his slender fingers, "They said that our face and heart are not in harmony."

But it's not wrong. Isn't their situation at that time just a disagreement between face and heart?

"Our fans are pinching again..." Sheng Xingran's voice was dull and depressed, "They don't know how many times they pinched, it's boring."

It is obvious that Sheng Xingran and Lin Xu are not in a tit-for-tat relationship, they are hostile to each other.

He and Lin Xu have a co-sponsored Xiaotuanzi Zaizai, and Lin Xu allows him to come and go at any time.

He was able to enter Lin Xu's house in the early morning, and he could also drink tremella pear soup made by Lin Xu himself.

Even... his heart was filled with Lin Xu.

The fans on both sides, day after day, had a lot of fun pinching each other endlessly.

Sheng Xingran was very tired.He didn't know whether he should feel sorry for the fans who were engaged in unnecessary "battles" for himself and Lin Xu, or he should feel sorry for himself.

Seeing that Lin Xu didn't have the same helpless look as him, Sheng Xingran added: "It's not that the Internet has no memory. Fans pinch and pinch, leaving a place of chicken feathers. When the cub grows up, he will see it. , he may not be able to accept all kinds of 'materials' that are turbid and indistinguishable, right?"

Sure enough, once contacted with Zai Zai, Lin Xu immediately surrendered unconditionally.He looked at Sheng Xingran's lowering head, and unconsciously changed his attitude and tone like coaxing Zai Zai Zai Zai: "Or... shall we slowly release the message of reconciliation?"

Sheng Xingran raised his head, his eyes lit up, then darkened again, "Slow down?"

"It can't affect Zai Zai's life." Lin Xu said, "Let's cooperate and interact more first? After all, there is no eternal opponent, and..."

Moreover, Sheng Xingran's opponent should be younger and more vigorous, just like Sheng Xingran himself.

Sheng Xingran didn't know Lin Xu's subtext, but he seconded Lin Xu's analysis: "Then I'll ask Lin Feng to pay special attention to this, and if I can get a chance to cooperate with you in the next time, I will line up immediately."

Lin Xu nodded, and tapped the table with the tip of his right index finger, "Drink the white fungus pear soup, I didn't put any sugar, let's sober up."

Sheng Xingran's heart warmed, and he hurriedly scooped up a spoonful of white fungus pear soup and drank it.

There is no sugar, but the warm and moist sweetness has been infiltrating into the bottom of my heart.

Sheng Xingran obediently drank down a bowl of white fungus pear soup until there was not a single drop left, before Sheng Xingran put down his spoon.

Lin Xu also propped his head up to watch Sheng Xingran drink the soup.After Sheng Xingran finished drinking, he stood up, walked to the sofa, took out a copy of "Good Night, Child" from under the script, and asked Sheng Xingran: "This is the book that Zaizai left in the living room. It should be your book." ?”

"It's the book I told bedtime stories to Zai Zai." Sheng Xingran took it, "Zai Zai quite likes to listen to this book."

He opened the book casually, "It's also my favorite one. When I was a child, I only listened to the stories in this book before going to bed."

Lin Xu nodded: "It's very precious, put it away, don't take it around and lose it."

Sheng Xing smiled and said, "It's good to put it on your side, you can also use it when you tell Zai Zai a bedtime story."

"Bedtime story..." Lin Xu, who unconsciously said these four words softly, flashed tender and sad emotions in his eyes, which was accurately captured by Sheng Xingran.

He asked softly, "What's wrong?"