emergency love program

The storm of Lu Xiaoyuan's public relationship is still sweeping and spreading in every corner, adding fire to this cold winter.

Rong He's phone was about to explode.

In addition to some friends and acquaintances, there are also calls from various media, as if there are ten thousand ears surrounding him, and they don't stop until late at night.

At first, he took the trouble to reply, but then he simply turned off the phone, and the world was finally clean.

Two days later, Rong He was arrested by Zhang Yan and taken into a private room of the restaurant, where a table of good food was set up and interrogated face to face.

Zhang Yan knocked on the table with his fingers, and said in a low voice: "Brother, is there anyone like you? Last week, you swore that you were not familiar with me, and in the blink of an eye, you are talking about love, and you are a sensation in the whole world! You really redefine 'unfamiliarity'." ah."

"The whole world?" Rong He hadn't recovered from the cold outside, his lips were curled into the dark green sweater collar, and he said in a muffled voice, "Is it so exaggerated..."

"You don't think that Lu Xiaoyuan only has domestic fans, naive." Zhang Yan opened Twitter, "Look, how many foreign friends are heartbroken online."

Rong He poked out the lower half of his face from his collar, instead of looking at Twitter, he stared at Zhang Yan and said seriously: "Do you believe me, I didn't mean to lie to you on purpose, it's just this matter, it's really a long story , I haven’t even sorted it out myself.” He curled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile, “I’ll tell you later when the time is right.”

Zhang Yan was stunned when he heard this.

In their small circle, Rong He is always the one who is the calmest in situations, often acts as the backbone when they are confused, and rarely shows such a tangled look.

Zhang Yan finally realized that this was Rong He's private matter, maybe there was something unspeakable, as a friend, he couldn't go too far.

Although he is really curious.Because Rong He and Lu Xiaoyuan looked like people from two parallel worlds.Parallel has no intersection unless the trajectories overlap.

Zhang Yan shut up knowingly.

The music in the private room was flowing slowly, and he hummed along for a while, thinking of a new topic: "Are you auditioning for a new play recently? Or the "Kunshan Snow" starring Jiang Shen?"

After being temporarily let go by Zhang Yan, Rong He finally had a chance to relieve the dry mouth that came all the way. He blew on the boiling water, took a sip with his lips and said, "Well, I'm going for the chief director."

Since it was Jiang Shi's play, it had a lot of momentum in the early stage, so Zhang Yan had heard about it a little bit, and knew that the director was someone Rong He was looking forward to, so he nodded and asked, "How is the battle going?"

Holding the teacup in both hands, Rong He tapped the wall of the cup a few times with his fingers, and said, "Looking at the casting director's reaction, he seems to be quite satisfied with me."

"Then don't say anything, just go one." Zhang Yan raised his glass, "Congratulations on your success!"

Rong He protected the rim of the cup, refusing to clink the cup: "The result hasn't come out yet, and the 'pre-wishing' is almost the same."

Zhang Yan said disapprovingly: "Even you, who are too modest, feel that the director is satisfied with you, then it must be a certainty."

Rong He said: "There are no absolutes in everything, I'm afraid I'll be slapped in the face in the end."

Rong He has always had a very clear understanding of himself, but he never speaks full, except when he gets the result.

Zhang Yan knew his temper, so he didn't bother anymore, put down his glass and said, "Okay, but I heard that Jiang Shi is a prince, a pure resource guy, and his temper is not very good. People slap their faces, and when they get mad, even the director doesn't pay attention."

"It's okay." Rong He smiled, and said indifferently, "Anyway, I'm only trying a supporting role, and that role has only one scene with Mr. Jiang."

"Teacher Jiang..." Zhang Yan raised one corner of his mouth and let out a "huh", and said disdainfully, "Why do you call everyone a teacher? Tell Teacher Zhang to come and listen."

Rong He blinked, and said with a smile: "Good acting skills are all teachers."

Zhang Yan heard the meaning behind Rong He's words, curled his lips: "Okay, then I have to call you teacher, Teacher Rong."

Rong He's face became hot, and he stopped and said: "Don't shout."

Zhang Yan, however, seemed to have found some fun. He began to make Teacher Rong long and short, and acted strangely, which annoyed Rong He, and it took a long time for him to stop.

Outside the window, the north wind was blowing, and the two were simmering a pot of bubbling hot water, chatting all over the world.

Although Zhang Yan had restrained his curiosity very much, the topic still fell on Lu Xiaoyuan from time to time.

Rong He didn't avoid it completely, and picked up some innocuous content to answer, such as what Lu Xiaoyuan's family looked like, or the middle school he and Lu Xiaoyuan attended together.Talking and laughing.But once he touched on certain memories, he would immediately change the subject, as quickly as an ant dodging in a raindrop.

This restaurant is opened by a friend of Zhang Yan, and the sauced chicken drumsticks are a must.After all the dishes were served, Zhang Yan gnawed two pieces in one go. When he was wiping his hands, he found that Rong He was deboning the chicken legs, and then divided the meat into two pieces.

After observing for a long time, Zhang Yan was puzzled and said, "It's a good chicken leg, why did you divide it into two halves and divide it so evenly?"

Hearing this, Rong He stopped his unconscious actions and looked blankly at the chicken legs on the plate.

Yes, this is the drumstick he ate alone, why bother?

I don't know if it's because of seeing Lu Xiaoyuan again, those memories and habits that have been sealed away by the years seem to be revealed little by little without knowing it.

Lu Xiaoyuan had a very tight schedule at the end of the year, and after leaving that night, he didn't stay at home much.

During the period, his assistant Qi He came to pick up the luggage and had a face-to-face meeting with Rong He. Rong He never asked where Lu Xiaoyuan was going next, and Qi He didn't take the initiative to say.

Rong He's recent work is all in this city, although he is not as busy as Lu Xiaoyuan, but he is not idle either.

When he got home that day, Rong He logged into his Weibo account.

For Lu Xiaoyuan, they really haven't seen each other for 11 years.But not for him.From the day Lu Xiaoyuan appeared on the screen, that dazzling figure never left his sight.

That's why he was able to recognize Lu Xiaoyuan who was wearing a mask at a glance in the bathroom of the hot pot restaurant that night.

It's not because of how red and dazzling Lu Xiaoyuan is.Rather, he paid more attention to Lu Xiaoyuan than the others.His Weibo account only followed three accounts: Lu Xiaoyuan himself, Lu Xiaoyuan's studio, and Lu Xiaoyuan's fan support club.

Rong He clicked on Lu Xiaoyuan's studio, and successfully found the Weibo post announcing Lu Xiaoyuan's December itinerary.He checked the date and learned that Lu Xiaoyuan is currently participating in a brand event in Qizhou City.

He exited the homepage of the studio, and clicked on Chaohua, the only one he followed.

The latest hot post of Lu Xiaoyuan Chaohua is the return picture taken by Zhanjie from the front line of the event.

As soon as Rong He read them one by one, Qi He suddenly sent a group of photos, all of which were photos of Lu Xiaoyuan's activities.

Lu Xiaoyuan's condition is very good, the raw picture is almost the same as the one that Zhan Jie has refined.

In the black nanny's car more than 100 kilometers away, Qi He hugged his mobile phone and said, "Brother Rong has returned the message!"

Lu Xiaoyuan, who had just finished the activity, pinched his tall nose bridge tiredly, and said lightly, "What did he say?"

Qi He said: "Brother, you are so handsome!"

Lu Xiaoyuan gave an "um", the upper half of his face was covered by the peaked cap, and the corners of his lips were hidden in the shadow behind his head slightly lowered. He moved, but his expression was not clear.

Qi He observed carefully for a while, and felt that his brother seemed to be in a good mood, so he said, "Brother, can I ask a question?"

Lu Xiaoyuan said: "Yes."

Qi He's gossip eyes instantly lit up: "Why don't you send it to Brother Rong yourself?"

Lu Xiaoyuan paused, and said, "I didn't ask you to send it to him either."

Qi He scratched his head.

Just now, Brother Lu clearly asked him to pick a few good-looking photos of the event, and then asked him if he had added Ronghe on WeChat. Could it be that these two sentences are not related?

Thinking of this, Qi He couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat in the winter, and felt inexplicably horrified that his courtiers had misunderstood the Holy Will.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaoyuan closed his eyes and went to rest, and didn't mean to blame him.