Chapter 92

"You wait, I'll go get you something, and I'll be back soon." Shen Qing left the bed after saying it and trotted out.

He went to his room to get his phone, and then ran back with a glass jar.

Yan Lin pulled the quilt to cover his face, leaving only the upper part of his eyes exposed. He saw Shen Qing sitting in front of him, and suddenly, the glass jar in the other party's hand lit up.

A warm, orange light.

"Isn't that much brighter? I bought this solar-powered lamp a long time ago, and I didn't expect it to come in handy when there was a power outage. Under the warm light, Shen Qing smiled slightly.

Yan Lin looked at the other party's face in a daze, and laughed for a long time.

After Chen Yuning came back, he chatted with the two of them for a while, and then went back to his room to sleep.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Shen Qing remembered that Yan Lin had to go to work the next day, and he didn't want to disturb his rest anymore, so he was ready to go back to his room.

"Wait." He hadn't taken a few steps to get up when he was stopped by someone behind him.

He thought that the next episode would be an idol drama, and Yan Lin would say "don't go" or something and then confess.

Don't...... He turned nervously.

"Thank you." Yan Lin just looked at him and said this.

Scared the hell out of me.

"It's okay, you can use that lamp, go to bed early." Shen Qing felt that his cold sweat was almost coming down, he smiled a little stiffly, and after speaking, he quickly left the room like oil on the soles of his feet, and closed the door with his hand.

Yan Lin watched him leave, looked at the glass jar that glowed orange on the head of the bed, and took it with his hand.

He gently stroked the smooth glass with his fingers, and Shen Qing's appearance appeared in front of him, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

After returning to the room, Shen Qing went to bed and took a long breath.

He felt that he was really wrong, how could he think of that kind of idol drama?

In the future, let's watch less romance novels and TV series...

He picked up his phone and suddenly saw an unread message from ten minutes ago.

Zhou Kaiyu.

[Are you there?] 】

Shen Qing stared at the screen for a long time, but decided to reply to his message.

[In.] ]

The other party is typing ......

[Our company will go to the orphanage for charity performance next month, can you come and help play a role]

[What are you playing?] ]

【Cinderella】

Shen Qing almost didn't hold the phone and smashed it in his face, he saw the familiar three words, and his thoughts drifted back to when he was in high school.

At that time, it was an arts festival, and the drama club they participated in also performed Cinderella.

He played Cinderella. The prince played by Zhou Kaiyu.

At the end of the performance, there was a kissing scene, and it was all misplaced during the rehearsal.

But even if it was misplaced, Shen Qing was very nervous every time.

He liked Zhou Kaiyu at the time, and the dangerous proximity was equivalent to killing him.

On the day of the official performance, the first half of the show went well.

The final kiss scene, I never expected.

Zhou Kaiyu is really close.

Shen Qing only remembered that his brain was blank at that time, and he had no memory of how they took a curtain call and how they stepped down after that.

And now it's like that again.

Shen Qing lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about something.

Bother.

[OK.] He eventually replied.

Shen Qing, you are really unproductive. He covered his eyes with his arm and cursed.

A week later, Shen Qing was called to rehearse the performance, and when he shared it according to his location, the person in charge was arranging the role.

Zhou Kaiyu beckoned to him, and he walked over slowly.

"You told your boss? Can I participate? He came up and asked.

"Have you forgotten that my boss is my father?" Zhou Kaiyu clasped his hands in front of his chest and tilted his head.

Oh, too.

"So, what am I going to do this time?" Shen Qing pinched his waist and asked, with a faint bad premonition in his heart.

"Do you still want to play Cinderella?" The other party asked.

In fact, Shen Qing thinks it's okay, as long as the prince is not Zhou Kaiyu, he is not unwilling to play Cinderella.

"I can do it all. But I'm 1.8 meters now, have you ever seen a 1.8 meter Cinderella? He asked.

"I can give you shorter heels." Zhou Kaiyu smiled and quipped.

The person in charge turned his head to see Shen Qing, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"What's your name?" The man asked excitedly.

"Shen Qing." He replied, a little dazed.

"Great, you're going to play Cinderella!" The person in charge grabbed his hand and said.

"Ha ???"

After a very complicated arrangement of roles, finally, everyone has their own roles.

"So you're still Cinderella this time." Zhou Kaiyu smiled and grabbed Shen Qing's shoulder.

"I can't get rid of the disguise of a man." The latter moved to the side without a trace.

Zhou Kaiyu moved his mouth and whispered something.

"What did you say?" Shen Qing turned his head strangely and asked.

"It's fine." The other shook his head and did not answer.

He actually heard it. What the other party said was

It's just that I'm not a prince anymore.

Embarrassment spread through the air until a tall man stood in front of the two of them.

"It's the script." He said.

Shen Qing thanked him and took the stack of papers he had bound up in his hand.

"Your name is Shen Qing?" The man raised an eyebrow and asked.

Shen Qing nodded and looked up at the other party.

The man's eyebrows were as sharp as a sword, and he looked down at him, his eyebrows were high enough to cause shadows around his eyes, and the tight corners of his mouth and glowing eyes gave him a very aggressive feeling.

Just standing in front of him and looking at himself, Shen Qing felt that the other party was provoking.

This person is super annoying.

As we all know, hate is mutual. When the man saw Shen Qing, who was half a head shorter than him, he inexplicably felt a kind of hostility in his heart.

It may be difficult to explain this, but it can be imagined that two male cats meet on the road and instinctively start to blow up when they smell each other.

The two of them are like that.

The smell of gunpowder floated faintly between the two, and neither spoke.

"Zixun." Zhou Kaiyu saw that the atmosphere was wrong, and quickly called the man.

The other party came back to his senses, took one last look at Shen Qing, turned his head and walked away.

"You're seeing each other for the first time?" After the man named Zixun left, Zhou Kaiyu asked.

Shen Qing nodded.

"What's his name?" He asked.

"Bai Zixun."

……

Fu Songnian and I secretly squatted next to a rice noodle stall with big eyes and stared at each other, looking like we were thinking about how to find someone, but in fact, we were looking at the black paint around us and the back of our heads back to the core values of socialism.

"So, what do we do now?" Li Zhe moved his numb legs, "You can't just do it and wait, it won't take the year of the monkey to find someone." ”

"What else can you do?" Li Zhe looked around, thanks to the fact that it was all for food, there were not as many people as in other places, or there was not even a place to squat.

"I knew that I followed the master just now, and I didn't find the right way to go with you." Li Zhe propped his head and drew circles on the ground, and he was about to bubble out of boredom.

"It's not you yet, it's okay to leave things blind, I can't find your master and them, we both have to sleep on the streets. You're still a local. Li Zhe knocked on Fu Songnian's forehead, but unfortunately he didn't have Fu Songnian's strength, except for being a little red, there was nothing.

Fu Songnian rubbed his head, tilted his head and rolled his eyes speechlessly at Li Zhe, "Blame me, there is no rule that says that locals must know the road." ”

I pressed down on his head: "I don't blame anyone. ”

"If you don't pay attention to things, you blame me on my head, and I don't want to make a face." Fu Songnian propped up his knees and wanted to stand up, but he didn't know if he didn't stand firm or what, he shook it and almost fell to the ground.