The actor is not doing his job every day

The words "resist strictness" on the white wall were removed, and the room was in a mess, with tall and burly men running around, raising the temperature inside the small door a little.

Lu Nanchuan looked up at Erbaiwu who was acting strangely, raised his hand and scratched his palm, and asked, "How long have you been here?"

Gu Yuzhuo stretched his neck vigorously from behind the flowers, "Before you started crying."

It's exciting to watch a beautiful person cry - Hei Zai is smiling, thinking about it for himself.

"Let's go, go out first, and I'm going to shoot some finale later." Lu Nanchuan stood up, and naturally wanted to take the sunflower from his hand, but Hei Zai avoided it.

"Tie Shen, let me do the physical work."

Lu Nanchuan wondered: "Didn't you give it to me?"

Gu Yuzhuo said: "Yes."

Lu Nanchuan stretched out his hand: "The one you gave me is mine. Free your hand to take pictures for me."

Gu Yuzhuo thought about it, that's right, didn't he just come here to accompany him to the finale, take more photos, and go back so that he can be the background of the WeChat chat.

So the two of them took pictures of the still-untouched scenes as if they were on a trip. After Guo Tianhe finished his work, he came to take a look, then left with a sigh.

——This is how people interact with each other, either they become smart beans together, or they become "fearless" together.

Guo Tianhe left, Duan Xiao swayed over again, the snack in his hand turned into a half pack of jelly, he took a sip and asked the two: "The fans are waiting outside, you...are you planning to plant sunflowers on the spot?" Keep a memory?"

Those who do writing work are more annoying, and the Maitai people often turn corners.

Gu Yuzhuo immediately responded to him with a cool expression, but Duan Xiao was so happy that he was almost choked to death by the jelly.

Hei Zai didn't understand him, and felt that Duan Bian, who now eats his face like a silver plate, is already dying of illness.

However, the two members of the Sunflower Group were more stable than the other, and they didn't care if they were laughed at. They still insisted on taking a photo with the police badge before going out through the small gate.

Looking at the backs of the two, Duan Xiao felt emotional - fate is really a wonderful thing.

Lu Nanchuan went to take a photo with fans, while Gu Yuzhuo ran to check Weibo with Sunflower in his arms.

After brushing like this, Luo Cen was brushed in Lu Nanchuan's super chat.

-Guess what, our artist, Mr. Luo Cen, just bought a post-modern sculpture and put it in his room full of classical atmosphere.

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-According to Luside News, Mr. Lu and the lady who made the sculpture have some indescribable kinship.

Gu Yuzhuo opened the picture and looked carefully, oh, it is indeed quite post-modern, a bunch of red things that cannot be understood with normal aesthetics anyway.

One of the fans posted was a screenshot of Luo Cen's Weibo. He didn't say much, he only said that he had taken a fancy to a sculpture and moved it home after many twists and turns.

The sculpture and a water bowl with a pleasing diameter sit side by side on the ebony table, the jet black against the glaring red, which is not ugly.

"It's pretty good at matching." Gu Yuzhuo thought.

"A relative?" Gu Yuzhuo thought again, "Hey, there is news from the roadside club every day, and [-]% of it is nonsense."

After reading it, he pointed his finger and exited easily, then read other gossip and continued surfing.

The crew's wrap-up banquet was arranged at a well-known local chain hot pot restaurant. The producer booked the entire restaurant and stuffed all their hundreds of people into it.

The hard work of the creation period has come to an end, the burden on everyone’s shoulders has been lightened a lot, the meal is drunk before two mouthfuls, a group of people start to scurry between the tables, what brother and sister, let’s toast and go , messed up.

Gu Yuzhuo and Lu Nanchuan sat at the same table with Guo Tianhe, and they were toasted.Those of you who usually would not dare to make trouble with Lu Nanchuan are now relaxed, there is nothing to dare.Having been in the same group for more than half a year, everyone has also noticed that the film king is not like the online rumor at all, he has no strange temper, and is a very nice person.

After drinking this round, the amount can't stand it.

So both of them drank too much, the difference was that Lu Nanchuan could still stand, while [-] was already on the street.

The process of going back was not easy, the assistant helped them into the door, and as soon as he let go, before Lu Nanchuan could turn around, Gu Yuzhuo knelt down and kowtowed to him.

Lu Nanchuan didn't say anything for a long time, and thought to himself: It's really good, I made up for the missing year.

After all the tossing and tossing, Lu Nanchuan lay on his back on the bed feeling exhausted that he was about to die.

He turned his head, glanced at the red-faced, snoring black cub, flicked the tip of his nose with his fingers, and said, "Good night, have a good dream."

He fell asleep naturally after drinking, and when Gu Yuzhuo opened his eyes the next day, he also had a severe headache, as if a group of people were having a disco in his head.

With a movement of his head, he hit a patch of warm skin.

what.

After a few seconds, he realized that beside him was a large, breathing human being.

After a few seconds, it was clear that the living person was Lu Nanchuan.

This is incredible.

I fell asleep together in no time.

With her boyfriend - Mr. Lu.

I'm dying, what am I doing after drinking?Did I bully Teacher Lu?

For a moment, Hei Zai couldn't even find his breathing position. He took a breath indiscriminately, and didn't dare to spit it out, so he did it slowly, puff, puff... Unexpectedly, he woke up Lu Nanchuan directly.

Lu Nanchuan half-opened his eyes, and regained his senses, then stretched out his arms, hugged the two hundred and five, put his chin on the top of his hair and said, "Aren't you sleepy, let's sleep for a while."

Not sleepy anymore, very refreshed.

My heart can't even beat properly, it's thumping——

Let go of me, Mr. Lu, I'm going to the emergency room soon!

Lu Nanchuan noticed the dishonesty who was twisting and moving in his arms, and raised his hand to slap him lightly on the shoulder, "Are you going to sleep or not? Get up and wash up if you don't sleep, and don't wash at night. Smell, It all stinks."

He joked that Hei Zai was even worse, his face was burning like fire, and he wanted to get out of the bed with chrysalis.

Lu Nanchuan loosened his arms, and his embrace was empty.

With a bit of displeasure, he focused his gaze on Erbaiwu's face standing beside the bed: "Don't you want to say something?"

The person who was looking for his pants was feeling guilty, he didn't dare to raise his eyes, and asked, "What did you say?"

Lu Nanchuan turned over and turned his back to him, "Oh—it seems that you don't want to know, then wash it off, and don't bother me."

It's over, Teacher Lu is angry.

I really did something I shouldn't have done.

Gu Yuzhuo desperately hugged his head, whose brain cells were collectively dormant, put on the pair of shorts stretched across his crotch, and went into the bathroom.

He turned 360 degrees in a circle and checked himself in the mirror, but he didn't find the fart - there were no traces at all.

He tried to touch down with his hand, but when he touched it, he retracted as if bitten by a dog.

Dirty, so obscene.

I wanted to cry but had no tears, so I had to clean myself up and take a bath.

When I washed it, I felt it carefully again, and there was really no feeling at all.

It seems that we still have to rely on the omniscient network - if there is a problem, go to Zhihu.

Gu Yuzhuo took a bath for more than an hour.

Lu Nanchuan disturbed him so much that he couldn't fall back to sleep, so he simply got up and waited.

But after waiting, the sound of water in the bathroom disappeared for half an hour, and Gu Yuzhuo did not come out.

To say that he was hit by a word of stink?

You don't put the whole can of body lotion on your body in it, do you?

Lu Nanchuan snorted, it was quite possible.

So Lu Nanchuan opened the curtains, let in the skylight, sat in the bright hall and flipped through Wang Zengqi's "Slow Cooking Life".

The text is full of comfortable fireworks, and it should be paired with a cup of tea, which should be chewed slowly.

Time was wasted by square characters, and when Lu Nanchuan finally wanted to get up to make tea, the fragrant black cub came out.

Both the bath and body lotion are citrus-scented. At this moment, Lu Nanchuan felt that there was a big orange with oxidized skin standing in front of him.

Gu Yuzhuo seemed to have made a big mistake, rubbing his left hand with his right hand, and rubbing his right hand back again.

He glanced at Lu Nanchuan quickly, his eyes met, and then he drooped his eyelids back. He took a deep breath, not knowing what was brewing.

Lu Nanchuan waited quietly and wanted to see what he would play.

After a while, Gu Yuzhuo was ready.With his head lowered and his face blushing, he spoke bravely: "Mr. Lu, I drank too much yesterday, and I have no memory of what I did - I racked my brains and couldn't figure it out. I barely remember last time... Kiss You, this time is really broken. Then what, I will make you uncomfortable, why don't you beat me up, I won't hide. "

Lu Nanchuan closed the book, was confused after hearing it, thought it over and over again, combined with Hei Zai's embarrassed expression, he finally realized it.

"Why am I beating you? Shouldn't couples do some intimate things?" He took Gu Yuzhuo's hand and wiped off the thin sweat on his palm, "You left me alone for more than an hour, what are you doing in there?"

"I... surf the Internet." He confessed honestly.

Lu Nanchuan asked, "What are you rushing for?"

Gu Yuzhuo was lucky, and replied solemnly with a blushing face like a report: "Learn about the possible harm to the human body caused by drunken sex between same-sex people, and after-care care."

The silence in the room suddenly seemed like a lump of stagnant solid, enveloping the two holding hands, making people suffocated.

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Lu Nanchuan's cub raising diary

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