Chapter 17: The Idol of the Year (17)
“?”
Como choked, not expecting that the focus of Yue Chen's focus would be deviated again and again.
But, to be honest, he doesn't like to face this kind of confessional question...... So after a moment's pause, Commo only nodded objectively, "Hmm." ”
"Huh?"
Just a huh?
Yue Chen was stunned for a moment, his eyes were stunned, and he was about to ask, but was interrupted by Ke Mo: "So, this script?" ”
Yue Chen opened his lips slightly, and shook his head for a long time: "Wait, we haven't finished talking just now." ”
But I didn't want Ke Mo to say decisively and gently: "I have already answered, now let's discuss the question of the script." It's sure it's this school drama, right? ”
“…… Well, yes. ”
The atmosphere was no longer suitable for continuing to ask, and Yue Chen sat back sullenly, listening to the movement of Commo getting up and going to the balcony to call the producer of the show.
……
"No, it's us who bother you."
"Well, happy cooperation."
"Okay. Thank you, Director Xie. ”
Easily mistaken for a stuttering surname, Como paused naturally, easily avoiding possible embarrassment.
The whole phone call was bland and like a spring breeze, and Yue Chen's mood couldn't help but feel better, not to mention the phone end of the direct call.
After a pleasant conversation, the matter was basically settled, and Como casually put his phone in his pocket and walked back to the living room.
Seeing this, Yue Chen quickly lowered his head and turned the page of the script, looking attentive as if he didn't listen to what was going on outside the window.
Ke Mo naturally caught a glimpse of his series of quick cover-ups, and laughed in his heart, and said lightly: "Hey." Excuse me, how about we sign the contract in a few days and join the group? ”
"A few days, so fast?" Yue Chen raised his eyes from the script and was genuinely surprised.
"Well, do you want to wait a year and a half until the daylily is cold?" Ke Mo ridiculed indifferently, and then said: "The script is not difficult to understand, there is no intimate scene in the youth, and the actors who play are not bad." However, if you try to be the male number one on your first attempt, there will probably be pressure, so you can put your mind right and do your best. ”
“…… Good. ”
was comforted as a child again, Yue Chen's heart was different from the usual secret, and he maintained a peaceful smile on his face at the moment, but he couldn't help but grit his teeth.
- Como is right, is it possible to wait for a year and a half until the daylily is cold?
He got ...... Think of a way, otherwise when the identity of the seniors and juniors is finalized, he will not be able to do whatever he wants.
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Within a week, Ke Mo packed his luggage and entered the group with Yue Chen.
Due to the schedule problem, the second male still needs to wait for a while before he appears, and the crew did not reveal who they were in advance, only vaguely mentioned it, and Ke Mo didn't care too much.
The crew has been focusing on the filming of the male and female protagonists, and it didn't take long for the process to come to the plot where the two protagonists confessed to each other for the first time.
Late at night.
As soon as Ke Mo came out of the shower and was gently wiping his wet hair, he saw Yue Chen, who was supposed to be in the suite, appear on the small sofa in his room.
On the table was a script with a lot of notes.
The unexpected arrival of Yue Chen, which made the unprepared Ke Mo stunned for a moment, and the wiping action also stopped.
It took him a long time to react before he returned to normal: "What's wrong?" ”
"There's something wrong with the script." Yue Chen blinked his phoenix eyes and replied frankly.
He looked at Ke Mo in a light-colored bathrobe without distraction, his slightly loose collar could not cover the beautiful collarbone at all, and the thin wrist exposed by lifting and wiping it was clear and white in the bones, not to mention his calm and calm expression.
It makes him want to ...... Yuechen's earlobes were slightly red, and he pinched his palms fiercely, forcing himself to come back to his senses.
But still, it was hard to restrain himself from exhaling a small breath of hot air.