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Fu Feibai found that Lian Jing always seemed to have the ability to surprise him.

Just when he thought he should still be immersed in the blow and loss, he had already gotten out of his emotions and started to think about the next step.

However, Fu Feibai did not answer Lian Jing's question, but talked about another matter, "In fact, Li Li was not accepted by the mainstream as a director at the beginning. Don't be scolded."

"It wasn't until a few years ago that he won the Golden Lion Award for best film with "The Hunt", but even now, his movie box office has not been high, and he probably gave up and focused on winning the award."

Fu Feibai blinked, "As soon as his movie is released, there are still a bunch of people queuing up to scold him."

Lian Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Are you telling me not to care about what he said?"

"No, I'm telling you, you can go and scold him after his movie is released."

Lian Jing couldn't help laughing, "Brother...I'm seriously asking you a question!"

Fu Feibai shrugged, "This question, when you go to make a movie, you will naturally know."

Lian Jing sighed, "But I don't know when I will be able to make a movie, and I'm worried that Director Li will have even greater opinions on me in the upcoming shows."

Fu Feibai asked: "Aren't you angry that he targeted you so much?"

Lian Jing was silent for a while, "I'm angry, but it's useless to be angry, and what he said is not completely unreasonable."

Lian Jing sighed and turned over on the ground, facing Fu Feibai, and said with some distress: "Every time I see him frowning, I can't help but be terrified."

Fu Feibai hooked the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, Liu Swear won't let him do whatever he wants."

I do not know either.

Lian Jing squinted at Fu Fei Baiying's straight face, and said softly, "Brother, your acting skills are so good, how did you cultivate? Have you ever been scolded?"

Fu Feibai glanced at him, "Huh? You don't know? Didn't you find out?"

Lian Jing blushed when he asked, couldn't help avoiding his playful eyes, lowered his eyes and thought about it secretly.

There have always been many controversies about Fu Feibai on the Internet, but basically they are all about his temper and background, and it is rare to see criticism of his acting skills.

Since his debut, both the media and the audience have all recognized his acting skills. Although he is not from a major, he is born to appear on the screen. Probably this is the so-called genius.

Fu Feibai observed the people next to him calmly, and found that he was really thinking about it seriously, so he couldn't help but chuckled.

Hearing his laughter, Lian Jing realized that he seemed to have exposed something, and blushed immediately. Fortunately, it was dark now, so Fu Feibai would not notice.

The two just chatted without saying a word, and they finished drinking a dozen beers in a short time. Lian Jing was lying on the ground, and fell asleep at some point.

Fu Feibai turned his head and saw the sleeping man, shook his head helplessly, looked at his watch and found that it was past two o'clock, and now he really couldn't sleep when driving down the mountain, so he simply carried him into the car, and he directly Fell asleep in the car.

When Lian Jing opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was the faint morning sky outside the skylight, and the cool wind came in through the gap of the skylight and woke up his still somewhat confused head.

Lian Jing blinked, turned his head and glanced at the driver's seat, just in time to meet Fu Feibai's sleeping face.

The two lay face to face in a space, with only a center console between the two faces. This distance made Lian Jing's cool face a little warmer.

Lian Jing couldn't help breathing lightly, and greedily looked at Fu Feibai's face that was too handsome for him.

Just as he was fascinated by watching, he saw Fu Feibai's eyelashes move, and then caught off guard that he had just woken up and still had some confused eyes.

Lian Jing blushed and looked away unnaturally, while getting up from the seat, he said: "Fu... Brother Fu..."

Fu Feibai hooked the corner of his mouth, and replied in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Morning."

Lian Jing touched his hot ears, and asked softly, "Should we go back?"

Fu Feibai straightened his wrinkled clothes, rolled down the car window and looked outside, "Go back."

After the car started, Lian Jing realized that Fu Feibai's coat had been covering him.

Because when I first woke up, I was obsessed with the beauty of the other party, and then I was busy embarrassing myself, so I didn't realize that I was still covered with the other party's clothes.

Lian Jing secretly glanced at the man who was concentrating on driving, and found that the man was only wearing a smoky gray shirt. When he turned the steering wheel, he seemed to be able to see the muscles on his arms. The lines of his shoulders and neck were clean and neat, giving him a strong sense of strength.

It must be very warm to be hugged by such arms, right?

Lian Jing was taken aback by this bold idea, and blushed quickly and looked away.

Fu Feibai had a full view of his reaction from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"You like my clothes so much?"

Fu Feibai spoke suddenly, which frightened Lian Jing back to his senses.

Looking down, he realized that he had unconsciously hugged Fu Feibai's coat tightly to his chest, and the windbreaker, which was originally rather wide, was already a little wrinkled.

Lian Jing seemed to be scalded, so he quickly relaxed his hand, and when it was over, he stretched out his hand to caress the folds that had been pressed by himself.

Fu Feibai noticed his movements, and wanted to tease him a little more, but when he saw Lian Jinghong's ears that were about to bleed, he suddenly couldn't bear it.

Before reaching the peak traffic in Beicheng at [-]:[-] in the morning, Fu Feibai quickly drove to the downstairs of the Lianjing dormitory.

Before getting out of the car, Lian Jing lowered his head and thanked Fu Feibai, "Thank you Brother Fu, I will return the clothes to you after I wash them?"

Fu Feibai raised his eyebrows, "If you like it, I will give it to you."

Lian Jing shook his head, bit his lip and refused, "No...no need..."

Fu Feibai felt a little regretful, "Okay, you have the final say, go back and rest, and don't surf the Internet during this time."

Lian Jing nodded, "Understood, Brother Fu, be careful on the road."

Lian Jing watched Fu Feibai's car leave, and did not return to the dormitory with his clothes in his arms until the car was completely out of sight.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard the phone ringing in the room. Lian Jing walked back quickly to get the phone. It was a little strange to see that it was Han Xiayang calling. What could happen so early?

As soon as I picked it up, I heard Han Xiayang's tired voice, "Did you go out last night? Didn't you bring your mobile phone?"

Lian Jing felt guilty for a moment, "Well...go out for a while..."

Han Xiayang was a little tired. He went out all night and didn't come back until the next morning. Is this going out for a while?

He felt that his own artists had failed in learning.

"Go out with Fu Yingdi?"

Lian Jing touched his ears unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Well... But don't worry, I didn't get caught."

Han Xiayang said: "I'm not worried about this. Yesterday Xing Fei walked halfway and remembered that he didn't give you the script for your interview tomorrow, so he went back to find you, but there was no response after knocking on the door for a long time, and no one answered the phone call. Thought something happened to you."

Lian Jing felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry Brother Han, it's because I lacked consideration."

"It's okay, it's normal to go out and relax when you're in a bad mood, just remember to bring your phone with you next time."

Lian Jing: "Okay, I will remember."

Han Xiayang: "Well, I was worried that you would be hit, but now it seems that I worried too much, as long as I have nothing to do, take a good rest today, and have work tomorrow."

Lian Jing: "Well, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Lian Jing threw himself onto the bed, lay closed for a while, then squinted his eyes slightly and stretched out his hand to hook Fu Feibai's coat over his body bit by bit, trying to cover himself with a blushing face. All wrapped up.

On the other side, after Han Xiayang hung up the phone, he sent a wechat to scold a certain actor who acted willfully.

Fu Feibai rolled his eyes and asked him: Did I take him to something bad?

Han Xiayang: No...

Fu Feibai: Was it photographed by paparazzi when I went out?

Han Xiayang: No;

Fu Feibai: Was he injured or sick?

Han Xiayang: Not at all...

Not only did it not, but I felt more relaxed and better.

Fu Feibai: Then what are you comparing?

Han Xiayang: Sorry to bother you.

It's not that he's cowardly, it's that the enemy is too brazen!

Lian Jing participated in an interview full of energy the next day. As a hot topic recently, he will inevitably be asked about related topics.

Han Xiayang had gone through the script before and deleted some questions that were too sharp or too tricky, but it is obviously unrealistic to not involve them at all.

No, when the rest of the questions were almost finished, the host immediately asked, "Is there anything you want to say about Director Li Li's evaluation of you before? Does being criticized by a great director make you feel unhappy? "

Over there, Han Xiayang's face immediately relaxed, and the person in charge of the platform's public relations department standing next to him could only explain with a smile: "Netizens are too curious about this question, it doesn't look good if you don't ask..."

Lian Jing was not surprised at all, and said very naturally: "I am very grateful to Director Li for his guidance, which has benefited me a lot, and also pointed out a direction for my future performances. I will continue to work hard."

"But why do you think I'm unhappy? Is it because you think what Director Li said is unreasonable?"

The host was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously retorted: "Why, how could we doubt what Director Li said."

Lian Jing smiled slightly, "Then don't ask such a question next time, Director Li is sincerely giving advice to the younger generation, and you do not respect Director Li for making such speculations."

The host could only smile awkwardly, what's going on?

Didn't it mean that Lian Jing was known to be soft and easy to bully, and would never offend the media?

Why is it that the host, who has a mission to dig for material, will bury the hole when she talks inside and outside?

And in this way, wouldn't all the rumors on the Internet that he was incompatible with Dao Li become a joke?

Even if Li Li was asked, he could only say that he gave Lian Jing a pertinent suggestion out of good intentions, otherwise wouldn't it be tantamount to admitting that he had selfish intentions in avenging his personal revenge?

The host couldn't help wondering if someone had given Lian Jing a trick in advance, otherwise, with his usual style, it would have been impossible for him to be so tough.

Lian Jing watched the host's constantly changing expression, and he understood that the other party cooperated with Han Xiayang to get rid of the sharp questions on the surface, but suddenly came out at the last moment, making it clear that he wanted him to say yes If Li Li is dissatisfied, so that they have more gimmicks to write.

In the past, he might have accepted this kind of hidden loss, but now he must learn to control the right to speak and take the initiative, and can no longer continue to be passively beaten, not only for himself, but also for those fans who support him online.

If he is not firm enough and dare not be tough, then even his fans will be crushed and beaten. He can disregard himself, but he can't disregard those who like him.