Chapter 22: Actor Strategy (22)

Several staff members quickly divided the cold drinks and small fans, and everyone who was hot and irritable couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Liu Qinghe.

On a hot day, you can drink cold cold drinks, which is a word!

Even the director was in a much better mood, and said generously: "Rest for ten more minutes." ”

Liu Qinghe sat on the chair specially brought by the staff, and handed the cold drink in his hand to Fu Jingcheng, "I bought it for you alone, okay?" ”

The surrounding staff subconsciously looked over, although they quickly pretended that nothing had happened and looked away.

But Fu Jingcheng really didn't want to answer this question in front of so many people, it sounded a bit weird!

He didn't answer, Liu Qinghe slowly approached, "How am I?" Why don't you answer. ”

Seeing that there was only less than half an arm's length left, Fu Jingcheng had to give an answer, "Okay." ”

Noticing his helpless face, Liu Qinghe couldn't help laughing and sat back in his chair, "You make me look like a hooligan." ”

The makeup artist who witnessed the whole process: "...... ahh!!h

I got candy from my sippi!!

Fu Jingcheng changed the topic again, "You just went out to buy a bag?" ”

"Well, otherwise there is no place for a lot of things."

Liu Qinghe put the very special bag in Fu Jingcheng's arms, "Your clothes and mobile phone are in it, and the script is also in it." ”

Fu Jingcheng wanted to say that he couldn't use it now, but when the words came to his lips, he remembered her morning script and looked around.

found that except for him, all the actors had already taken out the script and were reading.

“…… Then I'll look at the script. ”

Liu Qinghe took a small fan and blew it on his face, still feeling hot.

She looked at the small fan in Fu Jingcheng's hand and slowly tilted her head over, "You turn the fan around." ”

Fu Jingcheng pointed the fan directly at her face, and held the cold drink in his other hand.

He said he was reading the script, but he didn't read a word.

That faint strawberry sweetness wafted over again.

Fu Jingcheng, who was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw that Liu Qinghe had really opened another lollipop, this time he didn't impulsively ask what the flavor was, but-

"Give me a piece of candy."

Liu Qinghe, who was squinting and blowing comfortably, opened his eyes, "Aren't you not eating?" ”

"I want to eat it now."

Liu Qinghe was silent for a few seconds, "In the bag." ”

Fu Jingcheng looked at her reluctant expression, and almost laughed, but fortunately held back.

"You take the fan first."

Liu Qinghe took the fan from Fu Jingcheng's hand, blew it on his face a few times, and then turned his head to his sweaty neck.

Watch as he pulls out a strawberry-flavored lollipop from his bag.

Fu Jingcheng, who rarely eats sugar, tore open the package and tasted a mouthful of sweetness, not very much.

Liu Qinghe turned on another small fan, blew it at Fu Jingcheng, and asked him, "Is it delicious?" ”

Dare you say it's not delicious?

"It's delicious."

"Do you like strawberry-flavored food?"

"Okay."

"Then I'll prepare a little more later."

Fu Jingcheng, who just wanted to taste it: "...... Not really. ”

"Yes, or you have to eat it too, I don't have enough sugar to prepare. I'll place my order now. ”

Liu Qinghe reached out and took out his mobile phone from the bag on Fu Jingcheng's lap, opened the takeaway platform to place an order.

If memory serves, she brought a big bag full of sugar, right?

Fu Jingcheng, who dug a pit for himself and then jumped into it by himself, and buried himself himself, wanted to say that he really didn't like to eat sugar.

Liu Qinghe showed him the paid list, "You are half and I am half." ”

Fu Jingcheng: "......" heart is like ashes.