Accidentally tagged by the president

When Lu Youxing and the others returned to the hotel, they bumped into a figure walking out in a hurry.

They didn't pay attention at first, but Lu Youxing thought about it and turned to look at the man.

Shen Yanyan noticed it, and asked, "Know you?"

Lu Youxing nodded hesitantly and said, "It's Fang Chun's manager."

Fang Chun was the second male actor of the crew they had met by the woods before.

Oh~ Shen Yanyan paused, feeling a little strange: "Why do you feel that something is wrong with you?" He suddenly realized: "You don't want to report him on a relationship, do you? That's not kind."

When an artist falls in love, the agency must be informed, but there are also many artists who secretly fall in love behind the agency's back, so Shen Yanyan has such a statement.

Lu Youxing gave him a funny look and said, "Am I that kind of person? I'm just a little worried about Fang Chun."

Shen Yanyan rolled his eyes, thoughtfully, and said for a while: "Do you think the forest was not voluntary just now?"

Classmate Xiaolu bit his lower lip and nodded.

After all, Fang Chun has a lover, and they obviously drank just now.

Shen Yanyan shook his head: "You don't have much experience at first glance, how can the marked oga be so easily dominated by others? And didn't you hear them call each other's names just now? And his eyes, it's not like he's drunk, he's right It's clear what you're doing."

Lu Youxing opened his eyes slightly, but he really didn't see it, and he really struggled for a long time because Fang Chun didn't know whether it was cheating or he couldn't control himself after drinking.

"It seems that you still have a lot to learn," Shen Yanyan said with a smile beside him.

Lu Youxing gave him an awkward yet polite smile.

On the third day, Lu Youxing packed his things, filed a leave with Director Qi, and returned to the original city.

Chen Yu and Fan Shuangying didn't know where to film, Lu Youxing only left him a message, and then made a decision on his own affairs.He didn't expect any reaction from Chen Yu either.

When Song Ran saw him, he was as enthusiastic as ever.

Originally, Song Ran and the staff were gathered together, seeming to be discussing something, when they saw Xiaolu appearing at the door, they immediately smiled: "Here we come, come and see our new changes."

Before Lu Youxing could get a firm foothold, he was pulled over, looking at the piles of drafts on the table with a dazed expression, which seemed to be drafts of storyboards and scripts.

It can be seen that many versions have been changed, and a table is full.

Song Ran: "How about it, is it more eye-catching than before? Are you shocked? This is what I thought of!"

Lu Youxing cautiously said, "Well, can you tell me which piece of paper is the final draft? I'm not sure."

Song Ran: ...

Song Dao, who was immersed in his creative enthusiasm, was interrupted by Xiaolu unconsciously and stupidly. He shook his head helplessly, but without any sense of blame, he picked up the paper and handed it to the other party.

Lu Youxing looked at it. Although he didn't understand the profession of a director, he could still understand creations like storyboards that had a certain relationship with art.

Song Ran's sketches are very vivid, as soon as his eyes fall on the painting, he can imagine how interesting the finished product will be.

Looking at it, he bent his mouth.

Now, Song Ran already knew what he meant without further explanation.

When it comes to art, they always have a sense of sympathy for each other. Song Ran handed the script to the next person: "Send it to the artists over there."

What he was talking about was the other person in this two-person advertisement. Lu Youxing didn't meet him many times, and he didn't even speak a few words except for the initial self-introduction.

"The set will be set up tomorrow, and you just flew over today, so let's take a rest first," Song Ran said.

"Okay", Lu Youxing had no other plans, so he followed his arrangement.

"Okay," Song Ran looked at his watch, "Everyone will get off work on time in a while, and start work early tomorrow."

There was a burst of cheers in the venue. For their jobs where 996 is commonplace, being able to get off work on time is simply equivalent to a short vacation.

Song Ran signaled to You Xing, "Go, I'll take you to dinner."

The dusty alley touched his stomach, he was a little hungry.

He couldn't be hungry no matter what, he nodded and followed Song Ran to the restaurant obediently.

Lu Youxing had chosen his lunch, and when he looked up from the menu, he saw Song Ran looking at him with great interest.

He blinked: ...?

Then he touched his face reflexively: it wasn't stained with anything.

Song Ran looked at his movements meaningfully and laughed.

Song Ran: "How does it feel to be filming this time?"

Lu Youxing can talk about this topic, he said happily: "It's great!"

"I have never met such a dedicated director before. Although he is a bit strict and looks a bit fierce, he really taught me a lot. I also met... a few friends."

Apart from Shen Yanyan, there were also a few minor actors in the crew who had a good relationship with him, so he said it together.

"Oh~" Song Ran uttered his words, causing Lu Youxing to cast him a weird look before he opened his mouth, "What else? For example, have you met any...interesting people?"

Interesting person?Lu Youxing tilted his head and thought for a while.

Mr. Black Umbrella is quite interesting.

He nodded hesitantly: "There is one, but..." He lowered his head and said with some depression, "The situation is a bit complicated, so it's hard to say."

Song Ran's eyes lit up, and he patted his chest to reassure: "Let's hear it, I have experience."

Lu Youxing gave him a suspicious look.

Song Ran's appearance is attributed to Mingyan. If it is said that Song Ran is emotionally experienced, Lu Youxing will definitely believe it.

But the other party's current expression really has the meaning of deceiving a three-year-old child.

Putting everything together, student Xiaolu who couldn't figure it out said, "If there is a person who always gives you gifts, and the gifts are always missing something, I feel that he pays attention to you all the time, and even leaves a message to care about you, do you think he wants to give you gifts? do what?"

Song Ran: ...

Staring at Xiaolu for a while with an expression of looking at a fool, Song Ran frowned and asked, "Xiaolu, is someone chasing you?"

Lu Youxing was stunned for a moment, and nodded in distress: "If you think the above behavior is chasing someone, maybe it is."

Song Ran bared his teeth, he thought that Shen Yanyan, who was unreliable, would most likely bring wrong information.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yanyan was really right this time.

Someone really is chasing the trail.

Who doesn't have eyes!He yelled in his heart, suddenly felt weird, and yelled again: Whose eyes are so sharp!

What would this make them old?

As an old friend of Shen Zhixian, Song Ran felt that the burden on his shoulders suddenly became heavier.

He cleared his throat and asked tentatively, "But Xiaolu, didn't you just go there not long ago? Is the other party reliable?"

In the words, he did not forget to bring a hook to lure Lu Youxing.

Lu You Xingzai thought about it carefully, and replied: "I'm not very clear about this, we may have only met once...but he is quite nice."

The other party said they met when they first gave the black umbrella, but Lu Youxing was not sure if they met after that, but they definitely met that time.

Song Ran silently covered his heart: It was still love at first sight, and Xiao Lu didn't seem to resist.

He thought about it, and felt that speaking ill of the chaser rashly might make Lu Youxing unhappy, so he mentioned a few words in the open and in the dark, and found another excuse to lure Old Shen out to test the other party's attitude.

"Oh, it would be great if old Shen was here today."

Lu Youxing paused while he was drinking the soup, he sipped his spoon and asked in a low voice, "Is it Shen Zhixian, Mr. Shen?"

Song Ran rolled his eyes: "That's right, let him see my brother's work too, it's not in vain that he dislikes my slow movements all day long."

Lu Youxing has been to Feiyang several times, Shen Zhixian appeared in Song Ran's office almost every time, but not this time.

He was a little curious and asked, "Is Mr. Shen not here?"

Song Ran nodded: "That kid went to country G to discuss business, don't you know?" He turned his phone and thought for a while, then added, "But he should be back in a few days."

Now that Shen Zhixian was mentioned, he naturally wanted to say a few good things about his old friend, pretending to inadvertently praise Shen Zhixian a few times, saying that he is young and promising, a business genius, and good-looking.

But he didn't notice that Lu Youxing had been holding the spoon for a long time without moving it.

When Lu Youxing heard him say G country, his movements stopped.

In country g, Shen Zhixian is in country g.

And the tourist souvenirs he received not long ago also came from country g.

When he received the gift, he was a little worried that the other party had given him something very valuable but he didn't know much about it, so he searched the Internet and found out that it was a very classic souvenir from country G, and it was a kind of local special safety talisman.

Since Shen Zhixian is in Country G, does that mean...he is Mr. Heisan?

Mr. Black Umbrella is...he? !

This possibility made Lu Youxing a little excited, he held the spoon unconsciously, with a smile on his face.

Song Ran, who was racking his brains over there to find a place for himself, finally realized something was wrong.

Why is this kid blushing?

Song Ran looked at the cloth curtain above his head that was moving slightly due to the wind from the air conditioner - isn't it hot?

Song Ran, who was worried about Lu Youxing's physical discomfort during the long journey, hurriedly ended the dinner.

Lu Youxing lay on the bed, tossing and turning over the phone.

Shining brightly on the screen is Shen Zhixian's WeChat interface.

He typed the sentence, then deleted it.After deleting, deleting, and modifying several times, he finally slapped the phone on the pillow.

The whole person got into the quilt.

Wouldn't it be a shame if he wasn't?

But if it is, you can ask him what he wants to do...

Blushing under the blanket and wrapping himself like a caterpillar, Lu Youxing finally made up his mind: for such an important matter, it's better to ask face to face next time we meet.

Not for the faint of heart, absolutely not.

It is respect for Shen Zhixian.

Well, respect.

Thinking of this, he fell asleep in a daze, facing the blank chat box on the phone screen.

Although it was only to make up a few shots, but because Song Ran's thinking is so unconstrained, this so-called "makeup shot" is no different from a brand-new shooting. Lu Youxing only has two days off, and the time is relatively tight, so he is so busy. There was almost no time to think about Shen Zhixian.

As soon as they finished filming, a subordinate came to report to Song Ran, saying that they got the news from another artist, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with the revised shot.

The man carefully glanced at Lu Youxing who was standing beside him reading the script, as if he was hiding something.

Lu Youxing noticed the gaze and smiled towards this side.

Song Ran nodded to him, and said to his subordinates, "Say what you want."

The subordinate sighed: "Didn't they raise their opinions because they thought there were fewer shots before? They felt that after this reform, there were fewer shots, and they were very dissatisfied."

Song Ran sneered: "The last time I made an opinion because of the lack of shots? That's not what they said."

The subordinate curled his lips: "Of course it can't be written like this in writing, but the opinion last time was simply criticizing, and it was obviously aimed at adding a camera."

Song Ran shook his head: "This is not an endorsement advertisement, and the number of frames is counted to balance the shots. It's just an invitation to shoot an advertisement. There is no such rule as to how many shots must be taken."

"But they feel that their greater reputation will be better for advertising."

The inside and outside of this statement is to say that Lu Youxing is not well-known, and he also took up the camera.

Song Ran laughed out loud: "Then let them talk to Lao Shen, anyway, this commercial is for him."

Hearing that Shen Zhixian was mentioned here, Lu Youxing took another look here.

Song Ran stepped forward to greet everyone to continue filming.

In the afternoon, another artist who hadn't had a few face-to-face meetings during the filming finally arrived late.

When they came in, Lu Youxing was drinking water and was almost choked by the other party's sharp eyes.

He didn't know where he provoked the other party, but he didn't intend to please the other party, and ignored the unfriendly gazes from the other side.

After the afternoon's shooting was over, the other party's footsteps seemed to be a little heavier when they left.

Lu Youxing waited for Song Ran to pack his things, and Song Ran pulled him to laugh after the group left.

The person who was caught was confused: "What's wrong?"

Only then did Song Ran share with him the joke he had been holding back all afternoon: "Didn't they ask Lao Shen for the camera in the morning?"

Lu Youxing only listened to the general idea of ​​this matter, nodded and waited for the other party to continue.

"Xu Nan answered the call and passed it to Lao Shen, but Lao Shen said: Don't bother me with such meaningless things in the future." Song Ran grinned, imitating Shen Zhixian's tone by ten percent.

While Lu Youxing couldn't help laughing, he felt that something was wrong.

Shen Zhixian is obviously a very gentle person, he looks a little sharp when he is not smiling, but his eyes can never deceive anyone.He really couldn't imagine the other party talking as coldly as Song Ran learned.

Lu Youxing suppressed the small uneasiness in his heart, feeling that Song Ran was exaggerating.

The two days of filming were in a hurry, and there was nothing wrong with the artist on the other side.

Lu Youxing and Song Ran bid farewell, and hurriedly boarded the plane back to the film and television base.

He was about to pack his luggage, but the passenger in front seemed to have something wrong, suddenly bent down, and slammed into Lu Youxing's body, his hand that was holding the luggage trembled, and he almost missed the suitcase.

A hand stretched out from behind to help hold him firmly.

Lu Youxing took a quick glance at the suit shirt and the delicate cuffs, and quickly put the box on it in coordination with the strength of the other party.Only then did I have the leisure to turn to thank you.

"Thank you xi—eh?!"

He looked at Shen Zhixian who was sinking like water behind him, and was very surprised: "It's such a coincidence".

Shen Zhixian nodded, his face was cold, but his voice was very soft: "Mmm."

The passenger behind gave a urging sound, and Lu Youxing realized that they were still standing in the corridor, and quickly sat in his seat, and Shen Zhixian also sat beside him.

It was not the first time for him to fly, but it was the first time that he felt that the seat was so small that if he moved casually, he might touch the arm resting on the armrest.

Lu Youxing looked at the window next to him, feeling complicated.

He still remembered the last time he swore that he would ask Shen Zhixian about the black umbrella the next time he saw Shen Zhixian.

But now, the other party was sitting next to him, but he was really timid.

I could only sneak a look at the side face of the other party, and the slender fingers on the armrest.

When Shen Zhixian spoke, Lu Youxing who was secretly cheering him up was taken aback.

"I heard you're filming."

"Ah?" Lu Youxing nodded quickly, "Yes, but it's not a famous drama."

Shen Zhixian frowned slightly: "Take your time, it will be fine."

Lu Youxing didn't understand why the other party suddenly encouraged him, and said thank you with a small drum in his heart.

Shen Zhixian changed the topic: "But there are some things you have to pay attention to."

Lu Youxing:?

Shen Zhixian suppressed the contempt for himself in his heart, turned his face slightly to the place where Lu Youxing couldn't see his expression, and said word by word: "You should know how chaotic this circle is, don't trust others casually."

There was no response for a long time, Shen Zhixian turned his head slightly, and saw Lu Youxing in a daze.

Thinking about whether he was being serious, Shen Zhixian frowned and added: "If you are courteous when you first meet, you should be careful."

Lu Youxing: ...

Student Xiaolu silently pinched the corner of his clothes, and the image of Song Ran making a small report to Shen Zhixian appeared in his mind.

Unknowingly, Song Ran sneezed.

Lu Youxing defended in a low voice: "I have noticed..."

He didn't know why, but under Shen Zhixian's eyes, when he said this, he didn't have the confidence.

He heard the other party snort softly, which seemed to be ridiculed, but also seemed to be satisfied.

Lu Youxing: ...

He finally understood the tone of Shen Zhixian that Song Ran had learned!

He must have guessed wrong, how could Shen Zhixian be Mr. Heisan!

He crossed his previous guess in his heart, and suddenly something cold covered his forehead.

"Hiss—" Lu Youxing hissed by the cold temperature, raised his eyes to meet Shen Zhixian's ice-cold gaze.

The other party was pressing an ice pack on his forehead.

"It's unpacked," Shen Zhixian looked at him, then fell silent for a while, and said.

It was just when the suitcase fell, he hit his forehead, and after enduring the pain at the beginning, Lu Youxing almost forgot about it.

The cold touch made his heart skip a beat.

Looking sideways at Shen Zhixian withdrew his hand and wiped off the drops of water, Lu Youxing held the ice pack in both hands like a child, and whispered: "Thank you".

Shen Zhixian hummed calmly, and unconsciously turned the phone in his hand.

"Three times," he said.

"What?" Lu Youxing was puzzled.

"In a short while, you said thank you three times."

Lu Youxing: ...

He blinked, not knowing what Shen Zhixian wanted to say.

"You don't have to be so polite," Shen Zhixian thought for a while and said, "Just call me by my name from now on."

Lu Youxing: "Okay, Mr. Shen—" He took a deep breath, wanting to make amends, but saw Shen Zhixian looking sideways, staring at him intently with his dark eyes.

The voice of Shen Zhixian suddenly stuck in his throat, Lu Youxing lowered his eyes: "I see".

Shen Zhixian: ...

Why are you disobedient!

And Lu Youxing, who avoided turning to the window, felt that his face was a little hot, and it was time to cool down with ice cubes.