Xia Yun wanted to refuse, but before he could speak, Principal Yin called on his mobile phone.

The time was just right, Xia Yun didn't say a word, picked up the phone and answered the call, Principal Yin asked him softly: "Are you with Xiao Lu now?"

"...Yes." Xia Yun replied.

There was a smile in President Yin's words: "I just received a message from him, and he said he was willing to help you. Since it was a misunderstanding, then you can improve your insomnia with his help. You have a chance to cure your symptoms after all. You must take care of it, right? Otherwise, I will not sleep well when I think about you every day, and now that Xiao Lu is here, I feel more at ease."

Xia Yun suppressed the words stuck in his throat, and replied in a low voice: "I know."

Principal Yin said with satisfaction: "I just want to say that I like Xiao Lu very much. You can ask him what he likes, and I will give him something he likes then."

Xia Yun said: "You don't have to worry about this, I'll do it."

Principal Yin thought for a while, and replied: "Okay, it's the same if you send it in your name. If it costs too much, just tell me."

After the two chatted, Xia Yun looked at Lu Qing again.

He asked, "What conditions do you have?"

Lu Qing raised his eyes at him, and asked back: "You are my artist, and I hope my company's artists can keep working at their best and bring more benefits to the company. Is this enough?"

In this way, there is no problem in logic.

But Xia Yun will not let any external factors affect him after he enters into thinking and working.

Even if he didn't sleep well, Xia Yun wouldn't feel tired or drowsy when he was completely immersed in one thing. On the contrary, he hoped to get tired and sleepy from the devotion, which would promote his sleep.

If Lu Qing is really willing, maybe he can try this method.

Xia Yun looked at him with light pupils: "Tonight, let's try."

After Xia Yun took a shower, he came out of the bathroom in his pajamas.

Looking forward, there was a person sitting on the small sofa by the window in between. Lu Qing took off his glasses and was looking down at the tablet in his hand.

Hearing the movement, Lu Qing looked at him, turned off the tablet in his hand, and asked, "Did you finish washing?"

Xia Yun walked to the bed and said lightly, "Yes."

Lu Qing put the tablet on the table and stood up: "Start now?"

Xia Yun sat on the bed and pulled back the quilt: "Yes."

He had just come out of the bathroom, his skin was stained with heat, his usually cold white skin was slightly red, his brows and eyes seemed to be moistened by water mist, and his pupils had a moist luster when looking at people.

Lu Qing walked to the other side, watched Xia Yun lay down on the bed with a calm expression, and turned off the lights in the room.

The room was plunged into darkness, because of the sudden light change, Xia Yun's eyes were completely dark.

In just these two seconds, he felt a little movement from the side.

The familiar breath was getting closer and closer to him, and more of it was the warm body temperature that could not be ignored.

The moment when the line of sight gradually could see the dim outline, a pair of hands rested on Xia Yun's back, Xia Yun was pressed forward by that hand, and then pressed against the other's chest.

It was a hug belonging to another person, with a taste that was completely different from her own.

But Xia Yun didn't reject it at all.

"Time for half an hour first." Lu Qing's voice came from his ears, and it was more of a low hum from his chest, "If you don't fall asleep after half an hour, extend it to one hour..."

He paused and said, "I'll leave when you fall asleep."

In the message sent by Dr. Wei, the time and the changes before and after the separation were mentioned.

Today I want to start counting from half an hour.

The heat from Lu Qing's body was very warm, and Xia Yun responded softly under his deep voice to express that he heard it.

Then he closed his eyes and let his mind go blank.

Lu Qing lowered his eyes. In the unclear light, Xia Yun's crow-wing eyelashes were black and long, and the eyebrows and eyes hidden in the darkness still showed a perfect outline, and the hair on the temples fell softly on the pillow .

Xia Yun's breathing was very light. Even so, Lu Qing, who had been paying close attention to him, could still sense that Xia Yun's breathing was gradually slowing down and lightening, becoming long and rhythmic.

In less than 10 minutes, Xia Yun's body completely relaxed.

Lu Qing asked in a low voice: "Sleeping?"

There was no reply.

The person lying in front of him had a calm face, and was fast asleep in his arms.

Lu Qing watched him quietly for 2 minutes, then gently pulled the hand around him away.

Just as he was about to get up, he saw Xia Yun's hand pulling a piece of his clothes from the corner of his eye.

Children still have the problem of grabbing clothes?

Lu Qing wanted to try to pull his hand away, but Xia Yun moved and leaned towards him.

Although Xia Yun is tall, his long-term irregular diet and low calorie intake have resulted in his extremely low body fat, his limbs look very slender, and when he curls up sideways, his body is thinner than imagined.

He didn't seem very happy, and his breathing became a little erratic.

Rubbing such a person into his arms, Lu Qing's hands stopped immediately.

What else can he do?You can't wake up the sleeping person.

Lu Qing lay back down again, stroked his back with his fingers, and finally patted his neck lightly.

Feeling the familiar breath, Xia Yun leaned close to his arms, her breathing became long again, and the faint breath fell on Lu Qing's neck silently, like a lightly falling feather.

Obviously the deterrence is not great, Lu Qing's whole body is tense because of this.

Lu Qing looked at his sleeping face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ancestor."

When Xia Yun woke up the next day, he was alone on the bed.

He tried to think back, but he couldn't remember when he fell asleep.

But morning is not the time to think about it.

Xia Yun quickly packed up and went out.

In the car, Xiaoxin said: "I see that your Weibo fans have grown very fast these days, and it may not be long before you can break through 900 million. It may be fine to post selfies at that time, but you must get a selfie when you reach 1000 million fans." Better benefits, do you want to think about fan benefits in advance? For example, record a video of playing, singing and dancing, or live interaction..."

Xia Yun didn't hesitate much, and chose one: "Live broadcast."

Xiaoxin immediately wrote it down: "Okay! When you have time, the live broadcast interaction with fans is just a good way to get emotional."

Today is the recording of the finals. The five remaining actors are sorted according to the results of the previous period, and they can freely choose their mentors and scripts.

Five actors stood side by side on the stage, listening to the host's explanation.

In the tutor group, Zou Wenxian glanced to the side, saw the obvious tiredness in Lu Qing's eyes, and asked concerned: "Teacher Lu, what's wrong, didn't sleep well last night?"

Lu Qing has always been in a good state in the show, and this is the first time he has shown a sense of sleepiness.

Lu Qing's tone was flat, but raised his tone: "I dealt with something last night."

Zou Wenxian nodded: "It's not easy, but it's better to rest if you can rest, it's better for your health."

Lu Qing's eyes fell on the middle of the stage, and he said softly: "But people always have a choice."

Zou Wenxian agreed and sighed: "That's right. You can't have both, time and work."

Lu Qing didn't reply.

At this point, it was time for the five actors to choose a script.

Xia Yun has the right to choose first.

"Which one are you going to choose?" Song Yan stood beside him, looked at the five scripts, and said, "That spy movie is good, it will definitely be cool when it is made, and it is quite suitable for you."

Xia Yun glanced at him and said, "You like it?"

"I like them all, so I can't choose." Song Yan paused again: "...ah, no, I don't like that "Painter" very much. I feel...how should I say it, stream of consciousness? This article is all about how the protagonist is obsessed with painting, there is no plot, it is not easy to express..."

Xia Yun didn't say a word, his face was calm, then he stepped forward and put down his name tag.

In front of the famous brand is "The Painter".

Song Yan: "..."

Sure enough, the boss is unusual.

As an ordinary person, he felt that the script with the worst performance and no bright spots had won Xia Yun's favor.

But precisely because it was Xia Yun, Song Yan had a little expectation for that drama.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Yijia chose the spy movie, and the rest of them finished their selections one by one.

After the contestants are selected, it is time for the instructors to be nervous.

The first person to choose is still Xia Yun.

Zou Wenxian paid the most attention to Xia Yun, so he couldn't avoid chatting with Lu Qing who also paid attention to Xia Yun: "Do you think Xiao Xia will choose me?"

Lu Qing said mercilessly, "No."

Zou Wenxian laughed: "But yes, after all, I was his mentor last time."

And Chen Gu who was sitting on the other side didn't care.

He had a conflict with Xia Yun before, and with such a big conflict, Xia Yun would definitely not choose him.

Jian Yijia also said earlier that she would not choose him.

As long as he teaches any one of the remaining three at will, he can continue to give Jian Yijia a high score, and by the way, get Xia Yun's score.

As long as Jian Yijia becomes No.1, and he makes Jian Yijia his number one male, he will definitely be able to take advantage of Jian Yijia's popularity and get a lot of bonuses.

Just as several other mentors were looking at Xia Yun, Xia Yun's eyes stopped on the only person who didn't pay attention to him.

"I choose Teacher Chen Gu."

His voice was cold and without any emotion, Chen Gu felt a chill in his heart when he heard his name.

How could Xia Yun choose him?

Chen Gu was still planning his next plan just now, but he was disrupted by Xia Yun on the spot.

The female instructor turned her head to him and smiled, "Congratulations, Director Chen."

"..." Chen Gu just thought it was ridiculous, he raised the corner of his lower lip with a half-smile.

The young man on the stage just looked at him coldly, his light-colored pupils hesitated to hold a cup of amber soaked in water, looking cool.

At that moment, he suddenly had an intuition——

Xia Yun chose him not for any other reason, but because as Xia Yun's own mentor, he couldn't give him any grades!

After being seen through the plan, Chen Gu quietly sabotaged the preliminary preparations, Chen Gu suppressed his displeasure, and his face was gloomy.

After assigning mentors, several actors took the script and acted separately.

In the classroom, Chen Gu flipped through the script, and said in an extremely distant tone, "You should have a good comprehension ability, read the script yourself, and ask me if you really don't understand."

He had a look of not wanting to talk, just sat there coldly, and never gave Xia Yun a look from the beginning to the end: "There are a lot of painting links in the script, I will let people arrange for it."

Xia Yun glanced at him, the look was no different from the first time he saw him, it was completely a stranger's look: "I don't need it."

Chen Gu didn't expect him to reply like this, and frowned: "Why don't you need it?"

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