Lu Chuan woke up from his sleep in a daze, feeling as if something was pressing on his legs.

Lu Chuan lifted the quilt and saw that a pair of fluffy calves were on his legs, with the thick amount of hair, he was definitely not a girl, and his legs didn't look like Su Mo.

Lu Chuan felt a wave of nausea in his heart.

"Holy—"

He riveted his strength and slapped the bulging piece at the other end of the quilt.

"Whew-"

Huang Mao screamed and bounced off the bed, the quilt covering his head slipped off, revealing a head like a chicken nest, looking left and right with a confused face, and the legs that were pressed on Lu Chuan's legs also loosened.

"What are you doing here?" Huang Mao was slightly dissatisfied in his heart, squeezing his little eyes, but he didn't dare to show it.

"Why did you get out of my bed? You're a pervert. Lu Chuan scolded with his head covered his face.

Huang Mao pointed to the bed opposite, where his partner Fat Man was lying.

The room was noisy like this, and the fat man was still lying on his back on his bed, snoring very rhythmically.

"This is my house." Huang Mao was a little aggrieved.

Lu Chuan rubbed his head, he had been used to hangovers for many years, even if he was drunk like that yesterday, his mind was still very clear when he woke up this morning, and his head didn't hurt at all.

"What's going on?"

Huang Mao didn't dare to tell the truth about Lu Chuan's insult to Su Mo yesterday and was finally thrown out by Su Mo, for fear that he would be killed on the spot, so he casually made up a nonsense.

"You drank too much yesterday, and you came to knock on the door and said that Uncle Su grinded his teeth too much, and came to our house to sleep for one night."

Lu Chuan didn't remember that Su Mo had the habit of grinding his teeth.

"Look, you've got all your toiletries." Huang Mao pointed to Lu Chuan's toiletries on the ground and said.

Lu Chuan believed it thoroughly.

"Then what are you doing with your leg on me?"

Huang Mao was a little cowardly, shrunk his head and said, "Don't press you, you always kick me in the middle of the night." ”

Lu Chuan: "......"

Yesterday's performance is over, and it's time to return to Chende Garden today.

Lu Chuan got up and packed up his things, and when he saw that it was still early before the plane took off, he asked everyone to go to the first floor for breakfast together.

Lu Chuan wishfully thought that he walked out of the room standing yesterday, and even thought that the flush on his cheeks when Su Mo saw him this morning was guilty of him.

Su Mo walked down the stairs without even looking at Lu Chuan.

The first few students came down early, and only a seat was vacated by Lu Chuan's side, and Su Mo walked over and sat down beside him.

"Something to eat?" Lu Chuan leaned over and asked Su Mo.

Su Mo glanced up at Lu Chuan, there was no usual expression on his face, and he didn't answer.

"Why don't you speak?"

While chewing the mille-feuille, Lu Chuan thought that Su Mo was an introvert, and if he persuaded him directly, it would definitely make him even more embarrassed.

Su Mo still sat in place and didn't move, the fat man on the side ate very deliciously, and seeing that he was about to pick up the fifth cake, Huang Mao glanced up at Su Mo with a little weakness.

Su Mo looked at Lu Chuan, he hadn't slept well for half the night yesterday, and when he got up the next morning, Lu Chuan was as indifferent as if nothing had happened!

"I'm not hungry."

Su Mo said a word, stood up and was about to leave.

Lu Chuan hurriedly held him down and pushed the only two mille-feuille cakes left in front of the fat man in front of Su Mo.

"Then eat the bread."

The fat man's chopsticks, which were going to pick up the cake, followed Lu Chuan's hand and slid in front of Su Mo, and finally had to take it back.

Fat man: "Class master, Uncle Shi said he was not hungry." ”

Lu Chuan: "Your uncle clearly said that he wanted to eat bread. ”

Fatty: "What ears do you have?" ”

Lu Chuan: "Shut up for me." ”

Lu Chuan's sharp eyes suddenly swept to Huang Mao, and when he saw Huang Mao looking up at him blankly, Huang Mao came to his senses and gave Su Mo a bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge.

Su Mo took the porridge and took a sip.

Lu Chuan knew that Su Mo was careful, if he didn't tell him clearly, this matter would always be pressed in his heart, and it would be difficult to dissipate for a long time.

Lu Chuan put down his chopsticks and cleared his throat, ready to enlighten Su Mo.

"This, there are some things, it's not something you can decide, it's not that you don't want to, if you don't want to, he won't happen."

"Smack!"

Su Mo threw the chopsticks on the table and turned to go upstairs.

Lu Chuan looked at his back, blinking, and a little confused.

Huang Mao looked at this scene, scratched his head and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

When he just got on the plane on the return trip in the afternoon, Su Mo changed places with the fat man and sat next to Huang Mao.

The fat man sat next to Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan stared at the tip of Su Mo's head in the first few rows.

"Why is this little thing like this?"

Fat people are complimentary, habitual stubble.

"That's right, I don't blame him for that."

"It's not a big deal, who doesn't have a small flaw."

"No one is perfect."

Lu Chuan's hand rested on his chin and sighed.

"I don't know how long I'll be angry."

"Why don't you go and apologize to him?"

Lu Chuan turned his head and looked at the fat man's eyes very strangely.

"This kind of thing is not something that can be controlled, you go and tell him, Uncle Su looks indifferent, but his personality is still very good, and he will definitely forgive you."

The fat man's white and fat little hands waved in the air, and Lu Chuan was completely stunned.

"Drunk faux pas? Who do you listen to. ”

The fat man's chin shrank back, as if he had been questioned by something.

"I didn't hear about it, I saw it with my own eyes."

Lu Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he urgently needed a reasonable explanation.

"yes, you drank too much yesterday, that ...... The attempt was made by Uncle Su to throw it out. ”

"You said I was a hooligan and made him throw it!" Lu Chuan was a little helpless.

The fat man nodded firmly.

"That's right, Uncle Su is so careful, he even threw out the things you washed."

Lu Chuan took a deep breath, don't overdo it, and ignore the fat man.

"Class master, don't believe it, if you don't believe it, you can ask Huang Mao a few of them, and we'll see each other."

Lu Chuan put on the blindfold, tilted his head, and pretended to know everything, but in fact, his mind was a mess.

He knows what he likes to drink too much, but when there were so many beautiful girls present before, he didn't play hooligan.

To Su Mo......

But that's not the point, the point is what he just said?

Some things are not up to him!

Whether he wants it or not, it will happen!

Oh, my God!

Lu Chuan turned over, and his self-determination was gone.

Huang Mao, who was sitting next to Su Mo, didn't know what was going on, and inexplicably felt a cold wind behind him.

After the group got off the plane, they returned to the villa, except for Lu Chuan and Su Mo, the others did not perform at night.

After Lu Chuan went back to the villa to rest for a while, he came out, he was not there for a day, he had to go back to the garden early to see if there was anything going on.

When he first arrived at the backstage of Chende Garden, Lu Chuan found that there seemed to be something going on today, and the actors rushed to the backstage early, sitting in groups of three or five, quietly not knowing what to talk about.

The most lively thing is the pile of Yang Yanqi sitting at the Eight Immortals Table, Yang Yanqi took the other three actors, and the four of them sat on the four sides of the Eight Immortals Table, with mobile phones in front of them, and from time to time they raised their mobile phones to communicate with each other.

Lu Chuan went up.

"What are you doing here?"

Yang Yanqi was talking to the person next to him with his head down, and when he saw someone pulling him behind him, he impatiently pushed the person away.

"Go, go, I'll tell you later, we'll be done."

Among the four people, only the actor opposite Yang Yanqi was facing Lu Chuan, knowing that the person Yang Yanqi pushed away just now was Lu Chuan.

He immediately sat up straight, looked up at Lu Chuan, and said hello to Lu Chuan.

"Hello class master, class master is back so early."

As soon as the three people on the other side heard his words, they all froze for a moment, and slowly turned their heads in the direction just now.

"Hahaha."

Yang Yanqi burst into laughter, clapped his hands vigorously, and pasted towards Lu Chuan.

"Brother Chuan, in the past few days since you left, I want to kill you."

Lu Chuan frowned, quietly pushed him away, raised his legs, and sat down in the position he had just placed.

"Don't be poor, what are you guys doing?"

Yang Yanqi's big eyes rolled and glanced at the person next to him.

"I didn't ...... Didn't say anything. Yang Yanqi said hesitantly.

Lu Chuan didn't demolish him, just raised his head with his hands in his pockets and looked at him with an oppressive look.

Yang Yanqi swallowed his saliva and licked his lips.

"It's just the time we just said that Xu Zhongjun opened the ticket, and he collided with Xiao Mo'er."

Generally, because there are too many tickets sold for commercial performances, they will choose an online ticketing platform to cooperate, and then the audience will book tickets through the online ticketing platform.

Lu Chuan pursed his lips, this Fang Yu is still aimed at them, not only is the performance scheduled for one day with them, but even the time for ticket issuance is set for one day.

"I'm also a senior, can you take them to do something serious?"

"Good, good." Yang Yanqi said with a heavy burden of humiliation.

After Lu Chuan glanced at him, he sat on his sofa, plugged in his headphones, and listened to music while scrolling through Weibo.

He used to listen to songs backstage with stereos, wanting to edify these actors backstage.

Who knew that every time Yang Yanqi learned it first, as long as he played a song, he started humming two days later, and then Lin An, who was always with him, couldn't stand it anymore and gave Lu Chuan a pair of headphones.

Lu Chuan fell crookedly on the sofa and opened Weibo, and the first thing he searched for was Xu Zhongjun's page.

Lu Chuan slid down a few pages, all saying that fans left messages saying that they wanted to grab Zhengzhou tickets, and slid down, dozens of them were all this content.

Lu Chuan glanced at it and carefully found that the time for issuing the ticket was an hour later.

Xu Zhongjun has his own Weibo, Lu Chuan opened his Weibo homepage, and a Weibo at the top of Xu Zhongjun's page is about the promotion of his Zhengzhou commercial performance.

There are almost three or four thousand comments at the bottom, and Lu Chuan roughly flipped through it, and it is still about the same as before.

Lu Chuan searched Su Mo on Weibo again, Su Mo did not have his own Weibo, except for Su Mo's three or four Weibo posts with the same name, there was nothing else.

Lu Chuan closed Weibo and switched to open video software.

Lin An went out with Su Mo today, and when he first went out, Lin An looked worried.

When the two of them were about to arrive at the gate of Chende Garden, Lin An asked all the words in his heart.

"Senior brother, you said before that you don't need to be afraid of Xu Zhongjun, what way do you have to deal with him?"

Su Mo glanced at Lin An expressionlessly, Lin An's size had only reached his shoulders, and the whole person was thin and small.

"I can't help it."

Lin An's sesame big eyes turned into peanuts.

"Then you said you shouldn't be afraid?"

"No, there is Lu Chuan."

In a blink of an eye, the two of them walked to the door of Chende Garden, and as soon as Lin An entered the door, he saw Lu Chuan lying on the sofa and leaned over.

"Senior brother, do you know about today's ticket?"

Lu Chuan nodded.

"Have you heard of it?"

Lu Chuan nodded again.

Looking at Lu Chuan's calm expression, Lin An felt that he might have some solution.

"What should I do then?"

"The ironclad general crosses the pass at night, the courtiers wait for the five colders, the mountains are like the sun, and the monks have not risen, it seems that fame and fortune are not as good as idle." Lu Chuan recited a finale poem in a frustrated manner.

Lin An scratched his head, he had memorized all the poems, and he could understand what this sentence meant.

"Do you mean I don't want to be greedy for fame and fortune?"

"No, no, I suddenly forgot the last two sentences when I memorized them a few days ago, and I just remembered them."

Lin An: "......"

Lin An knew that it was useless to tell Lu Chuan, so he ran to the chair in front of the dressing table by himself, lowered his head and played with his mobile phone.

The time for Su Mo's invoicing was coming soon, and the people standing in the background all bowed their heads and swiped their mobile phones, no one spoke in the background, and there was no joy of Lu Chuan's small group chat in the mobile phone.

are all discussing the matter of this invoicing.

As soon as the hour arrived, the time for the tickets for Su Mo's Zhengzhou commercial performance arrived.

Lin An swiped his mobile phone and clicked on the scene of Su Mo's commercial performance, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Brother Chuan, Brother Chuan, it's not good."

Lin An stumbled to Lu Chuan's side.