Luo Nuan has been sneaking around at the door of the lounge for ten minutes, and this matter has to start with a bowl of chicken soup.

At that time, Luo Nuan and Shen Guanli were only separated by a table, and Shen Guanli tasted the bowl of delicious and mellow chicken soup made by Luo Nuan elegantly and calmly, and said: "This bowl of chicken soup tastes very similar to my father's cooking." "Only 0.3 seconds passed.

Half of the mushroom, which tried to reach the peak of its life in the last few seconds of its life, escaped from under the stainless steel kitchen knife carefully selected by Luo Nuan, and struggled to jump up on the pale green pure natural inorganic cutting board, drawing a perfect parabola from the air, completing the feat of its life - flying into Shen Guanli's bowl, splashing a small soup flower.

Not to be outdone, the chicken soup that was skimmed with a little oily gloss, and the half of the mushroom slapped in Shen Guanli's bowl like a relay, and jumped out of the transparent porcelain bowl wholesaled by the supermarket in a stormy wave, with amazing creativity, on Shen Guanli's private, handmade, and easily wrinkled, dyed, and the whole dress exudes a precious word from the inside out, leaving a very postmodern art style on the linen white shirt.

The pale yellow soup spreads along the fine and dense lines of the fabric, with a bit of temptation/bewilderment that still hugs the pipa and half-covers the face, as well as the rich aroma of seduction, outlining Shen Guanli's curvy chest muscles.

There was silence in the live broadcast room.

Shen Guanli probably really thought that the chicken soup was delicious, looking at the ingredients falling from the sky in the bowl, he silently felt a little pity, as we all know, he never eats shiitake mushrooms.

Luo Nuan shivered and glanced at the petite and cute, exuding the light of life, and felt that its lush green could echo his own grave grass, forming a cp to set off a round of bloody rain.

According to Luo Nuan's agent Zhang Yi, he recalled: At that time, except for Shen Guanli, who "only had chicken soup in my eyes", the other staff of the director and film crew present were all pale, and the picture of Luo Nuan holding a knife and standing still made millions of netizens in the live broadcast room suspect that his card was dropped. The live broadcast host choked on a mouthful of chicken soup, and the words of the round field were stuck in his throat along with the fragrant sweetness of the chicken soup, and he almost didn't go to his back.

The young man was obviously unreliable at the moment, and the responsibility of easing the atmosphere suddenly fell on Grandma Li, a health physician who was nearly eighty years old. Lonely, weak and helpless, Grandma Li felt bitter, but Grandma Li didn't say anything.

The level of weirdness of the scene is simply a model of contemporary live broadcast accidents.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room dropped to freezing point again, and the director trembled his index finger and screamed outside the venue: "Cut the advertisement!"

A minute and a half later, the live broadcast continued, Shen Guanli had changed into a brand new shirt that was still expensive, Luo Nuan was separated from the smoke and fireworks in the studio, and smelled the smell of money from the shirt eight hundred miles away from Shen Guanli.

Everyone in the live broadcast room seems to be happy, but in fact, they have their own ghosts, and the scene barely maintains a peaceful atmosphere.

The host, who had just choked on a mouthful of chicken soup, looked warm and calm at this time, Luo Nuan looked at the corners of her slightly raised mouth, and always felt that the tears in the corners of her eyes were more like saying a final goodbye to her career.

Shen Guanli bowed and thanked the staff present as usual after the live broadcast, and even personally packed a bowl of chicken soup with residual warmth and brought it back to the lounge.

Luo Nuan slumped on the chair in the lounge and shook her legs lovelessly: "Xiaoyi, if I go out from here now, will I be directly sacrificed to heaven by Shen Guanli's fans outside?"

"It is impossible for a person to use you to pray for good weather in the coming year. Zhang Yi stood in front of Luo Nuan and handed her a glass of lemonade.

Luo Nuan took it and glanced at the cup: "Red dates?"

"I just gave the chicken a burial, and the rest of the remnants of the party are probably in Shen Guanli's bowl. Zhang Yi patted Luo Nuan's head and cleared his throat.

"I read the comments of fans in the live broadcast room," Zhang Yi paused and said, "Nuan Nuan, if nothing else, you are going to be popular." ”

Luo Nuan: ???

Luo Nuan, an eighteenth-tier female artist, a wonderful flower in the entertainment industry, a senior health enthusiast, often leads fans to collectively maintain health.

In previous years, as soon as November arrived, Luo Nuan put on fleece leggings/pants on the grounds of preventing old cold legs, and never left the thermos cup in his daily travel.

In the middle of winter last year, Luo Nuan was filming in the crew, and when the media visited the class, the actors and actresses of the crew competed for beauty, the long skirt and shirt were not afraid of the cold to greet them, and Luo Nuan, who was wearing a military coat and holding wolfberry tea, stood in the middle and looked out of place.

The support given to idols by other fans is: hand through the card light stick, and the reverse support of idols to fans is: coffee bread hand warmer.

Luo Nuan's fan support is: wolfberry and red date thermos cup, and Luo Nuan's reverse support to fans is: autumn pants and gloves army coat.

Standard veteran cadre configuration.

Zhang Yi was not less angry about this: "Are you going to let your fans wear military coats to pick up the plane at the airport and form a beautiful scenery with you?"

However, just now, three years after his debut, all his current savings may not be worth a shirt of others, but Luo Nuan, who is still trying to lead fans to lead the new trend of fashion, heard that he is going to be popular!

Luo Nuan suddenly bounced up from the chair, took out his mobile phone and opened a certain software.

#沈贯黎鸡汤#

#沈贯黎湿 / Body#

#沈贯黎香菇#

Three topics with a strong breath of life steadily occupied the top three hot searches, and Luo Nuan opened the topic of #Shen Guanli Shiitake mushroom# tremblingly, and a strong atmosphere of sand sculpture came to his face.

Contemporary sand sculpture netizens, just ten minutes after the end of the live broadcast, accurately cut out the reactions of everyone present after Luo Nuan's hand slide from the two-hour live broadcast content and made it into an emoji:

is like Luo Nuan, who was pressed the pause button, with a full screen: "I really want to live for another 500 years."

Shen Guanli, who was rarely stunned, floated by separately in the form of a barrage:

"Woman, you have piqued my interest".

"Look at this shirt, it's expensive, it's a limited edition that can't be rubbed or washed."

"Do you have any opinion about my father?"

......

Grandma Li: "I'm just an eighty-something. "Overcoming obstacles in a crowd of memes, he came out on top.

[Who is this Luo Nuan, ask for popular science. 】

[Hey, my Luo Nuan is just a good baby who wears autumn pants on time and loves health. 】

[Who doesn't want to see Teacher Shen's wet/body?]

[I don't want to, I spend every night next to my brother face-to-face to see his eight-pack abs. 】

[Don't talk nonsense, my brother is making chicken soup for me. 】

[Thank you Luo Nuan for the fan benefits!I haven't seen my brother's chest muscles for a long time!]

[Hand slip for the benefit of you, me and him!Luo Nuan will be my sister from today on!]

[Luo Nuan!A well-deserved light of fans!]

"Nuan Nuan, you are finally going to get rid of the title of eighteenth-tier female artist!" Zhang Yi hugged Luo Nuan excitedly.

"Pure nonsense, I am obviously eighteen squares - thirty-six line amphibious female artists. Luo Nuan said modestly.

"Don't go to see your elementary school math teacher in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out of the school gate. Zhang Yi let go of Luo Nuan and said, "While Shen Guanli hasn't left yet, hurry up and apologize to him." ”

Luo Nuan: "The minister has retired, this retreat is a lifetime." ”

As soon as he took two steps, Luo Nuan realized that the shirt was realized, and turned around and asked, "How much is that shirt?"

When Zhang Yi heard this, the whole person suddenly seemed to be pointed, and he hesitated for a long time and began to foreshadow: "Nuan Nuan, that dress has collectible value..."

Luo Nuan pinched his bank card, and the corners of his eyes jumped: "Let's just say it, I can bear it." ”

Zhang Yi named a number.

A sudden disaster made it even worse for a family that was not wealthy, had just made a down payment on a house, and had already entered a long period of mortgage repayment.

Luo Nuan collapsed: "Such expensive clothes, are you going to buy them to pass them on?!"

Shen Guanli, a kaolin flower in the impetuous entertainment industry, is a good actor with good beauty and good looks, and can be called one of the representatives of contemporary heart thieves, sitting on two actor trophies. It has been eight years since his debut at the age of twenty, and he has never said a word to fans and staff, he is a typical principled and temperamentless, and the actors and directors who have worked with him are full of praise for him.

"After soiling a limited edition that you can't afford to pay, how to apologize and be forgiven, wait online, urgent!"

The culprit paced back and forth at the door of Shen Guanli's lounge with anxiety, intending to make a ditch at the door of the lounge.

Luo Nuan obviously underestimated the durability of the floor.

"The first thing you say when you get up in the morning, cheer yourself up first. Just as Luo Nuan took the thirty-eighth deep breath and was about to knock on the door, the door to the lounge was opened.

Luo Nuan raised his head and stared at Shen Guanli's assistant chestnut for a long time.

"Teacher Luo, you... Is there something wrong?" Chestnut looked at Luo Nuan hesitantly.

Luo Nuan always felt that "is there something wrong?" in the mouth of the chestnut, and the question was not whether he came here to see if there was anything wrong, but whether his brain was wrong.

"Ah, I'm here to find Mr. Shen. ”

"Then come in. Chestnut turned sideways to make way for Luo Nuan, and said politely: "I'll go and see if the car has arrived, Mr. Luo, call me if you need to." ”

"Trouble. Luo Nuan nodded.

Chestnut gently closed the door and left.

Shen Guanli was closing his eyes on the chair in front of the makeup mirror, his thick eyelashes casting a small shadow on his eyelids. The afterglow of the sunset outside the window crept in little by little along the window, casting it on Shen Guanli's side face, coating people with a layer of warm light.

Hearing the movement at the door, Shen Guanli opened his eyes, and Luo Nuan and Shen Guanli's eyes met in the mirror.

At the moment when the four eyes met, the apology that Luo Nuan had prepared in his heart was completely forgotten, his brain suddenly went blank, his mouth was faster than his brain when he reacted to stress, and the apology blurted out was concise and sincere:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Shen Guanli: ???

"The chicken soup didn't burn you, did it?" Luo Nuan was a little apprehensive.

"No, that bowl of soup is not hot, not to mention that accidents may occur at any time during the recording of the program itself, the film crew is a little cautious, don't take it to heart. Shen Guanli stood still in front of Luo Nuan.

Luo warmly said: "After all, you are popular, the program team must be sincerely afraid of you, change to an artist with a bad temper, it is estimated that I will have to go to the subway to spend the second half of my life by performing arts." ”

"How much is that shirt, I'll pay you. Luo Nuan, a poor eighteenth-tier artist, held two thin bank cards in her pocket, took all her belongings, as well as the pride and ambition of the strong man who never returned, and spoke heroically.

Shen Guanli looked at Luo Nuan's generous expression, with a smile in his eyes: "It's just a shirt, don't take it to heart." ”

is worthy of being an industry model of virtue and art Shuangxin who has departed from low-level interests, and his fluttering words actually gave Luo Nuan the illusion of a sugar daddy.

Although Shen Guanli is so empathetic, Luo Nuan can't really borrow a donkey because of this, after all, no matter how rich the actor is, the money is not blown by the wind.

"Thank you, Mr. Shen, I will definitely pay for the shirt!" Luo Nuan was moved to tears by Shen Guanli's magnanimity, and bowed deeply to Shen Guanli, the standard degree of the bending posture was comparable to saying goodbye to Shen Guanli at the end of his life.

Chestnut who happened to push the door in: "Excuse me... Am I disturbing you from performing some mysterious ritual?"

I'm Luo Nuan, and I have a friend who wants to watch me dance before I die.