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

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

However, Fu Feibai did not answer Lian Jing's question, but said another thing, "In fact, Li Li was not accepted by the mainstream at the beginning as a director, he was too obscure and seemed to be moaning without illness, and he was scolded a lot when he was young." ”

It wasn't until a few years ago that he won the Golden Lion Award for Best Film with "Hunting", but even now, the box office of his movies has not been high, and he is probably dead set on hitting the award wholeheartedly. ”

Fu Feibai blinked, "Now that his movie is released, there are still a bunch of people lining up to scold him." ”

Lian Jing was a little crying and laughing, "Are you telling me that you don't have to care about his words?"

"No, I'm telling you that you can go and scold him when the movie is released. ”

Lian Jing couldn't help laughing, "Brother...... I'm serious about asking you questions!"

Fu Feibai shrugged his shoulders, "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 a greater opinion of me in the next show." ”

Fu Feibai asked, "He is targeting you like this, aren't you angry?"

Lian Jing was silent for a moment, "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, faced Fu Feibai, and said with some distress: "Every time I see him frowning, I can't help but be shocked. ”

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

Neither will I.

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

Fu Feibai glanced at him, "Hmm, you don't know, haven't you found out?"

Lian Jing blushed when he asked, and couldn't help but avoid his somewhat playful eyes, and lowered his eyes to secretly think about it.

There has always been a lot of controversy about Fu Feibai on the Internet, but basically it is aimed at his temper and life experience, but it is rare to see criticism of his acting skills.

Since his debut, both the media and the audience have recognized his acting skills, although he is not from a professional background, he is naturally suitable for appearing on the screen, probably this is the so-called genius.

Fu Feibai quietly observed the person next to him, and found that he was really thinking about it seriously, and couldn't help but chuckle.

When Lian Jing heard his laughter, he realized that he seemed to have exposed something, and immediately blushed, fortunately, it was dark now, and Fu Feibai would not find out.

The two chatted without saying a word, and it didn't take long to finish a dozen beers, and Lian Jing kept lying on the ground, not knowing when he fell asleep.

Fu Feibai turned his head and saw the sleeping person, shook his head helplessly, looked at his watch and found that it was already past two o'clock, and now he really couldn't sleep when he drove down the mountain, so he simply carried the person to the car, and he fell asleep directly 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 breeze came in through the cracks in the skylight, waking up his still somewhat confused head.

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

The two of them were lying flat in a space facing each other, and there was only a center console between the two faces, which made Lian Jing's originally cool face warm up a little bit.

Lian Jing couldn't help but take a light breath, looking greedily at Fu Feibai's face that was too handsome for him.

Just as he was fascinated, he saw Fu Feibai's eyelashes move, and then he was caught off guard by his eyes that were still a little confused when he just woke up.

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

Fu Feibai hooked the corners of his mouth and replied to him in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Morning." ”

Lian Jing touched his hot ears and asked in a low voice, "Shouldn't we go back?"

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

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

Because when I first woke up, I was obsessed with each other's beauty, and then I was so busy with embarrassment that I didn't realize that I was still covered with each other's clothes.

Lian Jing secretly glanced at the person who was concentrating on driving, and found that the other party was only wearing a smoky gray shirt, and when he turned the steering wheel, he seemed to be able to see the muscles on his arms, and his shoulder and neck lines were clean and neat, and he had a strong sense of strength.

It must be warm to be hugged by such an arm, right?

Lian Jing was taken aback by this bold idea, and quickly looked away with a red face.

Fu Feibai took in his reaction from the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

"Like my clothes so much?"

Fu Feibai suddenly spoke, directly scaring Lian Jing back to his senses.

glanced down, only to find that he unconsciously hugged Fu Feibai's coat tightly to his chest, and the originally wide windbreaker was already a little wrinkled.

Lian Jing quickly relaxed his hand as if he was burned, and when he was done, he reached out and stroked the folds that he pressed out.

Fu Feibai noticed his movements, and wanted to tease a few more words, but when he saw Lian Jinghong's ears that were about to drip blood, he suddenly felt a little unbearable.

Before the traffic rush hour in Beicheng at six o'clock in the morning, Fu Feibai quickly drove the car to the downstairs of Lianjing Dormitory.

Before getting out of the car, Lian Jing lowered his head and thanked Fu Feibai, "Thank you, Brother Fu, I'll return the clothes to you after I've washed them, right?"

Fu Feibai raised his eyebrows, "If you like it, I'll give it to you." ”

Lian Jing shook his head, biting his lip and refusing with difficulty, "No...... No need ......"

Fu Feibai was a little regretful, "Okay, you have the final say, go back and rest, and use less Internet during this time." ”

Lian Jing nodded, "Got it, Brother Fu be careful on the road." ”

Lian Jingmu sent Fu Feibai's car away, and only then did he go back to the dormitory with his clothes until the car was completely out of view.

As soon as he opened the door, he heard the sound of a mobile phone ringing from the room, Lian Jing walked back quickly and took the mobile phone, and it was a little strange to see that it was Han Xiayang calling, what would happen so early?

As soon as I picked it up, I heard Han Xiayang's somewhat tired voice, "Did you go out last night?"

Lian Jing had a momentary weakness, "Hmm...... Went out a bit......"

Han Xiayang was a little tired, he went out all night and didn't come back until the next morning, is this going out?

He felt that his own artists had learned badly.

"Going out with Emperor Fu?"

Lian Jing unconsciously touched his ears and whispered, "Hmm...... But don't worry, you weren't photographed. ”

Han Xiayang said: "I'm not worried about this, yesterday Xing Fei walked halfway and remembered that he didn't give you the script you were going to interview tomorrow, so I went back to look for you, but I knocked on the door for a long time and didn't respond, and no one listened to the phone, and I thought something happened to you." ”

Lian Jing felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry Brother Han, it's because I didn't think about it." ”

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

Lian Jing: "Okay, I'll remember." ”

Han Xiayang: "Well, I was worried that you would be hit, but now it seems that I am too worried, it's okay, have a good rest today, and have a job tomorrow." ”

Lian Jing: "Yes, I see. ”

After hanging up the phone, Lian Jing threw himself on the bed, lay closed for a while, and then squinted slightly and reached out to hook Fu Feibai's coat little by little and cover his body, blushing and trying to wrap himself in it.

On the other side, after Han Xiayang hung up the phone, he sent a WeChat message to scold a certain willful actor.

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

Han Xiayang: No......

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

Han Xiayang: ...... No

Fu Feibai: Is he injured or sick and unwell?

Han Xiayang: There is no ......

Not only that, but the mood is more relaxed and better.

Fu Feibai: Then what are you comparing?

Han Xiayang: ...... Sorry to bother me.

It's not that he coaxed it, it's really the enemy who is too brazen!

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

Han Xiayang has checked the script before, and deleted some questions that are too sharp or too pitiful, but it is obviously unrealistic to not involve it at all.

No, when the other questions were almost asked, the host immediately asked: "Do you have anything to say about Director Li Li's previous evaluation of you? Does being criticized by a big 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 had to explain with a smile: "Netizens are too curious about this question, and it doesn't seem good not to ask......"

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

"But why do you think I'm going to be unhappy? Is it because you think what Director Li said doesn't make sense?"

The host was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously retorted: "How could it be, how could we doubt what Director Li said." ”

Lian Jing smiled slightly, "Then don't ask such a question next time, Director Li is really suggesting to the juniors, you don't have much respect for Director Li for such speculation." ”

The host could only laugh embarrassedly, what's going on? Doesn't it mean that this Lianjing is notoriously soft and easy to bully, and will never offend the media?

Why is there a hole in the words than she, the host who digs up material with a task?

And in this way, if he and Director Li are incompatible with those arch fires on the Internet, won't they all become jokes?

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

The host couldn't help but wonder if someone had given Lian Jing a move in advance, otherwise with his usual style, it would never be possible to be so hard-hitting.

Lian Jing looked at the host's constantly changing face, and his heart was clear, the other party ostensibly cooperated with Han Xiayang to remove all the sharp questions, but at the last moment, he suddenly came out like this, and it was clear that he wanted him to say what he was dissatisfied with Li Li, so that they could have more gimmicks to write.

In the past, he may have admitted this kind of secret loss, but now he must learn to control the right to speak and take the initiative by himself, and he can no longer continue to be beaten passively, not only for himself, but also for those fans who support him on the Internet.

If he is not firm enough and does not dare to be tough, then even with fans, he will be pressed and beaten, he can not care about himself, but he can't not care about those who like him.