Agreement lovers [entertainment]

Although the voting session has just passed, it does not mean that the recording of the program has come to an end.

The contract before they recorded the show stated that no matter which player wins, they will have to shoot a short film afterwards.

It won't be very long, and it may only be broadcast for 10 minutes at most, and the requirements for acting skills are not high.

It's just a complete presentation of the story of each issue through the means of performance.

There are three endings in total. The screenwriters have written the scripts for the different directions of the three endings, and they only need to act.

Lin Dian got the script with the ending that Young Master Yin achieved his goal. He remembered that at dinner yesterday, the 30-year-old screenwriter was sitting next to the assistant director, and smiled a little embarrassedly at Liang Xiang's question.

He says--

They really just want to tell a story.

A story that does not exist in this world, but may exist in another world.

It's just expressed in a different way.

People who can tell stories are very powerful in themselves.

No matter what method is used, as long as it is created by themselves, it is worthy of praise.

By the time they finished filming the short film, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, so Qin Jiangyin and Lin Dian naturally went to have dinner.

Just the two of them, counting Feng Ting, there are three.

Qin Jiangyin signaled the waiter to pass the menu to Lin Dian: "Look at what you want to eat, I'm not picky."

Feng Ting, who has been in charge of ordering food all this time, silently withdrew the hand he raised to take the menu.

Lin didn't hesitate, and ordered three dishes and one soup, and the configuration was still two meat and two vegetables.

Feng Ting asked, "Is that all? The three of us, although brother Qin eats less, you are over 1.8 meters tall, right?"

Lin Dian handed the menu to the waiter, and after the waiter went out, he took off his mask and exhaled, obviously bored: "I don't eat much either."

Qin Jiangyin casually picked up the "CD-ROM Action Starts with Me" sign on the table and fanned Lin: "You are the only one."

Lin turned his head to look at Qin Jiangyin, and wanted to say that it would be good to come by himself, but when he thought about the agreement, he obediently moved closer to Qin Jiangyin, so that Qin Jiangyin could save some effort.

Feng Ting: "...Hey, the rice bucket also has its own role! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to do the disc operation!"

Lin Dian finally felt less bored under the air conditioner and the wind given by Qin Jiangyin. Seeing that Qin Jiangyin was too lazy to talk to Feng Ting, he kindly answered: "If it's just me and Teacher Qin, I'll order two dishes and one soup , one meat and two vegetables."

Qin Jiangyin said in the interview that he personally prefers meat dishes and vegetarian dishes.

It is precisely because of this that some people always boast that he is a god who came down from the sky and does not eat meat.

Feng Ting choked, Qin Jiang faintly smiled: "I'll take you to meet my family in ten days, is that okay?"

It's okay to ask, but in fact, according to the agreement, Lin Dian cannot refuse: "I can do it."

Qin Jiangyin nodded slightly: "Then I will pick you up then. My home is in the capital, so I should stay for one night."

Lin Dian hummed, remembering what his friend said about how nervous he was seeing his parents, but he found that he didn't feel anything special.

Maybe it's because there are still ten days left.

It's just that Qin Jiangyin's choice of time is a bit strange.

Ten days later, it happened to be the second day after the first episode of "Lucky Game" aired. By that time, he and Qin Jiangyin would definitely be on the hot search for the second time and then come down.

Before signing the agreement, Feng Ting said that Qin Jiangyin needed an agreement lover for various reasons.

Could it be because of the Qin family?

Because of Qin Jiangyin, Lin Dian has a general understanding of the Qin family in the capital.

The Qin family is a century-old family in Kyoto. It has a high reputation in Kyoto and has been involved in various fields.

but……

The Qin family has been going downhill over the years.

Could it be because the Qin family wanted Qin Jiangyin to marry someone else, so Qin Jiangyin said that he liked men and found himself a lover who had been dating for more than three years?

Lin Dian, who had almost married another family because of his sister, had imagined a family ethics drama, and secretly clenched his fists in his heart.

Then he will perform well.

To be infallible, to make everyone think that they have indeed been talking for many years.

It's true love, the kind that will last a lifetime.

Qin Jiangyin didn't speak any more, and Feng Ting had to deal with some follow-up matters, so the box was very quiet.

Especially Lin Dian is a type of mind wandering when eating. He is still thinking about his lyrics. Even if he really knows Qin Jiangyin now and has this relationship with Qin Jiangyin, Lin Dian still wants to give that gift.

Because it was given to Qin Jiangyin by "Linjiu", not Lin Dian.

For Lin Dian, the two have different meanings.

But he had no inspiration.

His previous capital was almost finished, but now it was overthrown by himself and by Qin Jiangyin.

After this meal, they finally set foot on the way home.

Qin Jiang couldn't hide from Suicheng, so they sent Lin Dian back first.

On the way back, Lin Dian didn't feel sleepy, and was browsing shopping software.

It's the month of stocking up for the circle every year again.

Qin Jiang lowered his eyes and glanced: "How much do you want to buy?"

"One year." Lin Dian added another set of beef cans: "The shelf life is two years, you can stock up."

Qin Jiang smiled, and said casually, "Why do I think a cat has a better appetite than me?"

Lin was slightly taken aback.

He looked up at Qin Jiangyin, a little uncertain: "Do you have a bad stomach?"

Qin Jiangyin just wanted to say that it is normal to have a bad appetite in hot summer, but when he looked at Shanglin's eyes, especially when the car just slipped through a tunnel, the dim light in the tunnel hit the car body and shined on Lin Dian through the car window. On the face, when Lin Dian's deep features were a little strange but beautiful, Qin Jiang stopped when the words came out of his mouth.

People are visual animals, even Qin Jiangyin.

It's just that his aesthetics are different from ordinary people's.

"…yes."

He tilted his head slightly, and staggered his gaze a little, so that he could fully take Lin Dian into his eyes, and at the same time prevent Lin Dian from seeing his expression: "I have gastritis, but it's not serious."

Lin Dian frowned and pursed his lower lip.

He didn't know what to say, but...

Qin Jiangyin saw his uneasy face, couldn't help but smile, and wanted to tease him: "Do you feel distressed?"

Before he could say the follow-up words, Lin Dian nodded heavily: "Yeah."

Lin Dian is not a person who is stingy with expressing his feelings, he just doesn't know how to express them.

The Qin Jiangyin he likes should be the one who was asked about his physical condition in the interview. He was worried that he would be seriously injured when he was filming all real people.

At that time, Lin Dian felt that Qin Jiangyin was like an invulnerable god, no one would not like him, and no one would not look up to him.

Even those who spoke ill of him were just out of jealousy and ugliness.

Qin Jiangyin twirled his fingers, and then Lin Dian asked him: "Then do you hurt now?"

"Why do you ask that?"

"You eat slowly."

When eating, Lin Dian was worried that if he ate too slowly, it would delay Qin Jiangyin's time, but he didn't expect Qin Jiangyin to eat slower than him.

A Chinese meal is eaten by him like a Western meal. It takes a long time to chew a mouthful of rice before swallowing it. A bowl of soup is divided into many small sips. Those who don’t know it think they are drinking poison.

In fact, Qin Jiangyin could find many excuses, but he just wanted to see what Lin Dian was going to do.

So he responded softly: "Yes."

Then in the next second, Lin Dian's hand reached out to his stomach. Qin Jiangyin instinctively stretched out his hand to clasp his wrist first, and said in a slightly heavier tone: "What are you doing?"

Lin tilted his head and said seriously, "Give me a massage."

He said, "My hands are hot. Don't you hurt?"

What Lin Dian said was right, his hands were indeed hot.

At least Qin Jiangyin could feel that Lin Dian had the body temperature that a normal guy should have even when he was holding his wrist.

But the problem is that Qin Jiangyin never expected this encounter: "Why do you rub it for me?"

Lin nodded his head a few more degrees, and his eyes were full of doubts: "You are my partner, if I don't rub it for you, who will I rub it for?"

Feng Ting, who listened quietly in the driver's seat, trembled his hands. If he hadn't been able to stabilize himself with excellent driving skills, he would have to play drift on this deserted highway.

Qin Jiang paused for half a second.

This agreement was written by him himself. When he wrote it, he looked at the materials about Lin Dian that he had at hand, especially the photo.

The photo that Qin Jiangyin deliberately picked out and took a second look at.

It's Lin Dian playing the guitar on the livehouse.

The lighting in the livehouse was really dark, hitting people's faces as if they were filming a ghost movie, an art that ordinary people can't appreciate.

But it made Lin Dian's face even colder.

There are many clauses written by Qin Jiangyin on purpose.

He just wanted to see some specific expressions on this face that seemed so overwhelming at first glance.

But neither.

Even when Qin Jiangyin felt that Lin Dian would probably not bring him any new and special surprises, Lin Dian threw out a Zhang Wang bombing card non-stop.

Qin Jiangyin let go of Lin Dian's wrist one by one, but did not leave his palm.

He gently pushed Lin Dian's hand, pressing Lin Dian against his stomach, the smile in his eyes was concealed, and his gentle tone carried emotions that were not there before.

As if resigning to his fate, or deliberately indulging his prey, Qin Jiangyin pressed the back of Lin Dian's hand with his palm, and pressed his stomach.

A clear tearing pain came from the left side of the abdomen, and Qin Jiangyin knew that his wound should be torn again without lifting his clothes to see.

But he didn't even blink his eyes, and even said in a more gentle tone: "Be gentle."

Qin Jiang rolled his eyes: "I'm afraid of pain."

The author has something to say:

When I was writing the ending, my friend: Fuck, crazy, emotional!

感谢在2021-11-1010:36:11~2021-11-1110:25:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 3212 bottles of lazy cats; 1 bottle of Tiantianda;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!