CHAPTER XXVIII

The days of nesting in the hotel are really boring, and there is no other work to do, so in recent days, Tong Yan has become obsessed with studying recipes, and occasionally buys some ingredients to come back to the real yàn.

Of course, she is also selfish in doing this, thinking that one day when the weather is bad, she will go to the set to deliver food to Ling Zesheng, wouldn't she move someone? So, for this reason, she also went to buy a beautiful and low-key insulated lunch box.

Well, today is the legendary bad weather.

Tong Yan lifted the curtains, leaned on the window and looked out. At this time, it was already winter, it was dark early, and it was already a little dark outside at four o'clock in the afternoon. There was no sun, and the whole sky was gloomy and pressing, as if it was going to snow.

"Looks like you have to wear a down jacket." Tong Yan muttered, then closed the curtains, turned back to look at the steaming soup pot on the table. Inside, the yam pork rib soup has been simmering since noon, and now the soup has boiled white, and the aroma is slowly pouring out.

turned off the fire, Tong Yan opened the lid of the pot, and then took advantage of this time to change his clothes, and came back to get a thermos lunch box to hold the soup before going out.

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When it came to the set, a group of people were busy.

Tong Yan followed Li Jie to a small room next to the set, and saw Ling Zesheng wrapped in a black down jacket nestled in a chair, reading the script. He looked up and saw Tong Yan and beckoned to her: "Come and sit." With that, he dragged over an empty chair next to him and tapped the armrest.

Ling Zesheng's action was inadvertent, but when it fell on Tong Yan's eyes, there would always be some side meaning, and her ears couldn't help but be hot, and then she looked away and asked as if idle: "What about Cheng Yuan?" ”

"The weather is bad, a few scenes are delayed, and he is still busy." Ling Zesheng watched her sit down beside him, "Do you have something to do with him?" ”

What could she do to him!

Tong Yan immediately wanted to bite his tongue, and quickly shook his head: "No, I just subconsciously feel that the two of you should be together." ”

Hey, what the hell is this excuse!

Tong Yan slapped himself twice in his heart, and hurriedly stuffed the thermos box in his hand into Ling Zesheng's arms to divert his attention: "Give." ”

"What is this?" Ling Zesheng looked down at the lunch box in his hand, a little surprised, but he felt the warm temperature in his palm spread, and he was suddenly a little happy, "Give it to me?" ”

Nonsense, didn't I send you all the way to get cold?

Tong Yan didn't look at him or speak, just nodded slightly.

Li Jie, who was standing on the side, saw the two of them like this, the expression on his face suddenly became very subtle, he coughed lightly, and then said, "I'll go and see the time of the last scene." With that, he went out.

The room was quiet, Tong Yan looked at Ling Zesheng a little unnaturally, and saw that he unscrewed the lid of the thermos box, and the white heat mixed with the rich fragrance of the soup instantly floated out, mixed with some cold air, and inexplicably felt that the temperature in the room had risen a little.

"It smells so good." Ling Zesheng exclaimed in surprise and turned his head to look at Tong Yan: "You boiled it yourself?" ”

Isn't this nonsense again! Tong Yan scolded and nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Yummy!" Ling Zesheng said with a smile, then reached out and touched the top of Tong Yan's head, but his tone suddenly became a little regretful: "But you can't drink it now?" ”

"Why?" Tong Yan looked at him suspiciously, obviously it was for him!

Ling Zesheng re-screwed the lid of the thermos box and said helplessly: "There will be a scene in a while." ”

"Okay." Tong Yan rolled his eyes in his heart.

As if seeing her loss, Ling Zesheng reached out and patted her head again, "Don't worry, when the last one is finished, I will definitely drink it immediately." ”

How did you listen to this to comfort her?

Tong Yan turned his head and glanced at Ling Zesheng, what happened when he was in a good mood inexplicably?

However, when 10 minutes later, Cheng Yuanle ran into the door and said to Ling Zesheng: "Your kiss scene can be filmed." After that, Tong Yan suddenly had a sense of being hit by lightning.

"Kiss scene?" Tong Yan glared, looked at Cheng Yuan who was smiling with pain in front of him, and then looked at Ling Zesheng, who had already stood up and was about to leave.

"That's right!" Cheng Yuan still kept a smile, obviously a little puzzled by Tong Yan's fuss: "You're not a screenwriter." ”

Yes, the subconscious meaning of his words is that you know the play you wrote yourself.

But Tong Yan doesn't know, she only remembers that she has written a total of 5 kiss scenes in the whole article, and they are basically the male and female protagonists, only one is the second male and female protagonist, and it seems that the second male is going to quit

I'm!!

Tong Yan was stunned in place for an instant, while Ling Zesheng just turned his head to look at her, his eyes were very meaningful, and then he turned his head to look at Cheng Yuan, sighed lowly, and said in a cold tone: "Let's go, fight quickly." ”

Quick

Hearing this, the details of the kiss scene were uncontrollable, under the dim street lamp that reappeared in Tong Yan's mind, in the background of the downstairs of the heroine's house in the play, the two people who hugged affectionately, and then the kiss that was almost lingering and reluctant seemed to have a similar bite to vent?

Hmm, stomach aches!

Thinking about this paragraph again, Ling Zesheng's performance makes my stomach hurt even more!

The ghost sent the gods, and Tong Yan went to the filming scene with him.

She looked at Ling Zesheng and Zuo Xiaolu who were talking to each other in the middle of the venue with a calm face. Then he leaned over to Cheng Yuan, who was sitting in front of the monitor.

Hey, her current mood is really indescribable.

Cheng Yuan glanced at her strangely, and then beckoned the attention of all departments to officially start filming. So Tong Yan watched the bloody plot she wrote clearly stage in front of her-

"Why are you here?" Zuo Xiaolu looked at Ling Zesheng standing in front of her with a stiff expression.

Ling Zesheng took a step forward, looked down at her, pursed his lips and smiled: "I know you're leaving, so I want to see you for the last time." ”

"You" Zuo Xiaolu bit her lower lip and looked up at him, but finally stopped talking.

Ling Zesheng took a deep breath, pursed his lips slightly, reached out to stroke Zuo Xiaolu's hair, and when he spoke again, there was some imperceptible bitterness in his tone.

He said, "Give me an invitation when you get married." Happy, sad, angry, gentle, I've seen all your looks, I just want to see what you don't belong to me. ”

After many years of companionship, knowing each other, but friends are above and lovers are not full, so when he knows that she has a better choice, about the end, this is the best ending.

Ling Zesheng's appearance is extremely gentle, but even if there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, it makes it easy for people to feel the sadness he endures.

The lingering eyes are incomparably gentle.

Zuo Xiaolu stared, tears oozed from her eyes, she pursed her lips, suddenly stepped forward, raised her hand to wrap her arms around Ling Zesheng's neck, and kissed him when she looked up

The people around were stunned for a moment - what was the situation? That's not what the script says! Didn't you say that good men are reluctant to kiss women? What the hell is this woman's initiative?

At this moment, Cheng Yuan quietly made a gesture, and saw the rack cameras on the sidelines slowly change positions

Tong Yan was stunned, her hand shook, and she almost dropped her phone, but when she was distracted, Ling Zesheng suddenly held Zuo Xiaolu's head with both hands, turning passive into active

What's the sound of blowing up in the air?

Looking at the incomparably lingering scene in front of him, Tong Yan's barrage kept brushing through -

"Why the hell did I write such a pain? How could I write such a sore scene?!!! ”

"Rely on it, it's obviously the line that Lao Tzu wrote to Ling Zesheng to confess, Zuo Xiaolu, what are you excited about! Fuck me loose! ”

"I'm so, I really want to exchange !! with Zuo Xiaolu Ahh Do you have the ability to go up and grab it!! ”

Well, of course, she couldn't do it, so she only dared to think about it.

My stomach seems to hurt even more.

Tong Yan swallowed his saliva with difficulty, glanced at the people who were working hard, pressed the hidden fire that inexplicably rose in his heart, and turned around and walked out of the set.

She needs to be calm but still feels very tormented, very jealous, very angry, and very envious~~~

Now she regrets it very much, why did she come with her, your sister!

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When Cheng Yuan and Ling Zesheng returned to the hut, Tong Yan was sulking in the chair, she looked up at the two people in front of her, and turned her head to ignore them.

"Hey, Tong Yan." Cheng Yuan greeted her for some reason.

Ling Zesheng walked over and sat down on the chair beside her, reached out and touched the top of her head: "What's wrong?" ”

What's wrong? What's wrong? What's wrong with you!

But Tong Yan still really doesn't know what's wrong with him. She feels very conflicted now, although she tells herself over and over again in her heart, it's just a kiss scene, it's nothing. But she still can't help but feel sour, and that faint anger is crackling in her chest.

"It's fine!" Tong Yan coldly squeezed out two words, tilted his head and broke free from under his palm.

Cheng Yuan looked at Tong Yan and then at Ling Zesheng, frowning slightly, his eyes were covered with a little playfulness.

Ling Zesheng glared at him, and took out the soup that Tong Yan had given him before from under the chair with his backhand.

Cheng Yuan immediately leaned up: "What is this?" Saying that, he directly opened the lid of the lunch box, and the aroma instantly gushed out from it, "Damn, it's great, who made this?" I'm going to drink it too! ”

"It's not your share!" Ling Zesheng knocked his hand off and glared at him: "This is Tong Yan to reward me." ”

When he said this, he was obviously a little childish, but in Cheng Yuan's ears, he was a living hatred!

"Tong Yan, you are eccentric!" Cheng Yuan called.

Tong Yan, who was originally quite chaotic in his heart, heard the conversation between the two of them next to him, and only felt that the fire in his chest instantly jumped two feet high. Nima, he kissed others and gave him an egg soup!

Thinking so, she had already stood up directly, snatched the thermos pot in Ling Zesheng's hand and stuffed it directly into Cheng Yuan's hand: "Here, I'll give it to you!" ”

With that, she turned around and walked out. She's angry and she needs to be calm and calm.

And inside the house, in the face of Tong Yan, who suddenly left in a hurry, Cheng Yuan was stunned for a few seconds holding the thermos cup, and then he gently poked Ling Zesheng's shoulder with hindsight.

"Hey, what's wrong with her?" Cheng Yuan sighed, "Why do I smell sour?" ”

Ling Zesheng looked up and glared at him, "Bored." But he seemed to hear this, and felt that his heart seemed to move slightly.

Huh, boring?