Seeing Shao Qian's tired and sad expression, Song Yunran lowered his head in shame.
In his previous life, he paid attention to Qin Ke. He didn't know anything about the idol circle. He had never heard of the name of thousands of troops. How could he know that he thought differently from the beginning to the end.
It's just a misunderstanding, but people's mentality collapsed because of him.
"It's not necessary to untie it." Song Yunran kindly persuaded, "And the contrast between the two of you is too big, will the fans buy it?"
Shao Qian said: "Of course it's not that m will stop communicating all of a sudden. When we get to the village later, we will still have m activities together, but the interaction will be a little less than usual. You can treat this section of the car as an ambush and proceed step by step. When the variety show is over and the fans come back to their senses, the two of us have already 'broken'."
Song Yunran expressed doubts about this.
He is someone who has been in the fan group, and the observation skills of those little girls are unmatched.
Today, Shao Qian dared not communicate with Wan Yuzhe in the car, and they could automatically make up a BE scene in their brains.
At that time, the scene may be difficult to end.
And without the cover of thousands of troops, what should the audience do if they pay more attention to him and Qin Ke? !
Song Yunran would never allow such a crisis to happen.
He exchanged positions with Wan Yuzhe involuntarily, leaning his elbows on the back of the seat in the front row: "Don't give up just because of a small blow from m."
Shao Qian and Wan Yuzhe: "..."
The instigator of the shock still has the face to say this, I'm afraid they didn't want to cause secondary harm to them.
"Before, I misunderstood your...cooperation method."
Song Yunran looked at the two sincerely: "But I definitely don't mean to compete with you, everything is a misunderstanding."
Wan Yuzhe, who just understood what happened, silently supported his forehead, which sounded even more frustrating.
Song Yunran blinked and promised earnestly: "Don't worry, I thought about it before I came, and I will definitely keep a distance from Qin Ke this time. Then you can play to your heart's content, and no one will put pressure on you anymore. "
Shao Qian hesitated for a while, and said, "Actually, we were..."
"Needless to say, I understand."
Song Yunran put on a firm attitude of overlord, "That's the deal, I'll let you all see my determination later!"
Hearing what he said, Shao Qian had no choice but to swallow the last sentence "I planned to untie this year".
After all, who is not curious about how strong Mr. Song's determination is.
Ten minutes later, several staff brought Qin Ke and Dai Rao to the car.
Dai Rao has a lively personality. As soon as she got in the car, she began to tease several male guests, saying that her colleagues in the company joked that this was an M-file love variety show, and she and Lu Jingyi were two love observers.
Song Yunran wanted to find a hole to get in, but before he could lower his head in time, he met Qin Ke's dark eyes. Shocked in his heart, he immediately turned his head to look out the window, pretending to appreciate the beautiful scenery outside.
Qin Ke put on the radio microphone and went straight to Song Yunran's row: "Let me sit in?"
Song Yunran looked at the vacant seat in front of him, and at the scrutinizing gaze from the idol group in front of him, gritted his teeth and said, "You can find another seat."
Before he finished speaking, he realized that it was too impolite, and added, "This seat is too narrow, I'm afraid the two of us will be crowded if we sit together."
Qin Ke looked at the standard two-person seat and guessed that Mr. Song might have a new whimsy today.
He softly replied "Okay", and sat down in the empty seat on the other side of the aisle.
At this time, Dai Rao was also sitting in row m with Lu Jingyi.
Song Yunran looked around, and among the three groups of guests, he and Qin Ke were the only ones looking at each other across the air, like the two sides of the cold war who were out of place in the crowd.
He puffed out his cheeks, leaned close to the gap of the front seat, and whispered, "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Shao Qian and Wan Yuzhe were speechless.
Especially Wan Yuzhe, who was sitting on the outside, felt that Qin Ke's eyes seemed to sweep over here.
He was under a lot of pressure. He obviously didn't participate in the decision-making process, but he seemed to be an accomplice in breaking up the family.
Song Yunran saw that the two were silent, so he could only sit back resentfully.
This time the destination is farther than last time.
Coupled with the cold climate and icy ground, the bus drove slower than usual.
The long journey seems to have become boring.
Listening to the sound of other people talking, Song Yunran felt more and more lonely in his heart.
But he m remembered those ridicules on the Internet about the dizziness, so he clenched his fists to encourage himself, hold on, this is a war between you and CP fans, you must win!
The bus was driving halfway, and whoever noticed it was snowing first, the bus was suddenly bustling.
Although all of you present are people who have seen snow, but at this time, the scenery of the vast forest area is outside the window. M rows of houses with black tiles and yellow walls are dotted in the winter snow. It presents a scene that is completely different from the city, like a fairy tale world.
Song Yunran opened his eyes wide, feeling that the beautiful scenery in front of him was not inferior to those fairy tale towns abroad.
He changed to a seat by the window, wishing he could stick his whole face to the car window, his eyes were full of joy.
"It's so beautiful, I want to go down and play in the snow!"
Song Yunran sighed excitedly, but no one around him responded.
He couldn't help but froze for a moment, only to realize that Qin Ke didn't sit with him at all.
Song Yunran turned his head, and found that Qin Ke was not looking at Xue, but flipped through the script in his hand with downcast eyes, with a completely cold male god face of "I only think they are noisy".
"..."
Are you so calm, or are you secretly sad
Song Yunran pursed his lips, thinking that if it were him, he might regard his previous rejection as rejection.
The determination that had been sworn before departure couldn't help being shaken at this time.
Song Yunran unbuckled his seat belt, slowly returned to his position in the aisle, thought for a while, and finally stretched his arms, and lightly touched Qin Ke's elbow.
Qin Ke raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"
Song Yunran said awkwardly: "What kind of script do you read when recording a variety show? Can you respect the program group under m."
Qin Ke smiled m: "Can't watch?"
He pointed to Lu Jingyi who was working on a laptop in front of him, "The drive is too long, and the director team said it's time for a break."
I was careless, I didn't expect to fish by order.
Song Yunran twitched his lips, and his tone was even more unnatural: "Didn't you see it snowing outside? This is a rare experience. To be an actor, you need to observe life more, not just read the script."
He finally found the reason, and immediately became confident, "Director Lu lived here, she can ignore it, but you can't. Throw away the script immediately to see Xue, this is the boss's order."
Qin Ke squinted at him, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips: "Want me to watch the snow with you?"
"???"
Song Yunran was caught off guard by being exposed, and his ears were red with embarrassment: "I'm not blind, I don't know how to look at Xuexue, so why call you?"
"What if I want to watch it with you?" Qin Ke put down the script, looked at him and asked, "President Song, can you give me a chance?"
Song Yunran was stunned. He couldn't tell what was wrong, but he just felt that Qin Ke's eyes were more beautiful than before.
It seemed that the dark eyes were rendered affectionate by the halo, and the ends of the eyes and the brows were a little seductive, as if they deliberately wanted to catch him.
"Then sit down."
Song Yunran changed to the seat by the window again, and at the same time did not forget to emphasize, "You requested this on your own initiative."
Qin Ke nodded, and came over to watch the snow side by side with him.
The world covered in silver is like a long scroll, slowly unfolding before the eyes with the speed of the vehicle.
But only two or three minutes later, Song Yunran looked at it again, but felt that the snow scene was not so beautiful anymore.
He trembled his eyelashes in doubt, unconsciously thinking about Qin Ke's speech just now.
How did Qin Ke know that I wanted to see the snow with him
Did he say it casually, or has he been secretly observing me
What kind of mood did he have when he observed me? Expect me to ask him to play with him, or complain that I don't sit with him
No, why do I care about this, Song Yunran thought, it was just sitting separately in the same bus, and he didn't do anything bad, Qin Ke wouldn't worry about gains and losses because of such a trivial matter.
That being the case, why should I care about it? Isn’t it the father’s duty to cultivate his son to be an independent person
After figuring out the m floor, Song Yunran finally regained his strength. He suddenly pointed to the house outside the window: "Look at that roof!"
Qin Ke looked over: "Huh? Is there anything special?"
"It looks like Assistant Tang!"
Song Yunran seemed to have discovered the new continent in an instant, "Hey, this one is also very similar."
Qin Ke: "?"
He carefully observed the similar-style roofs in the field, and after a few seconds, he seemed to understand Mr. Song's brain circuit.
There are m thin-edged windows on both sides of those roofs, m straight chimneys in the middle, and the unknown black paint on the edge of the underside of the eaves forms m straight lines, combined in m, it really looks a bit like gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose , the unsmiling Assistant Tang.
Song Yunran was overjoyed, and took out his mobile phone: "Quick, take a picture for me, I'm going to send it to Assistant Tang."
Qin Ke cooperatively opened the camera interface, and pointed the viewfinder to the front: "How to shoot?"
"Shoot me and the roof in." Song Yunran raised two fingers and smiled very happily.
Infected by his smile, Qin Ke also chuckled in a low voice.
He pressed the shooting button, and unfortunately found that the camera automatically focused on Song Yunran's face, and all the houses outside the window became a blurred background.
Song Yunran moved his head closer and said dissatisfiedly, "You took me so stupidly!"
"You don't laugh very smart." Qin Ke replied calmly.
Song Yunran was powerless to refute. He rubbed his cheeks, showed the level of a former professional actor, and readjusted his smile: "Then make another m picture and turn off the auto focus. Assistant Tang is the key point."
"..."
Qin Ke thought to himself, Assistant Tang definitely doesn't want to hear you call those roofs that way.
But he didn't say anything. According to the boss's request, he took a few new photos, planning to let Mr. Song choose himself later.
This time, Song Yunran was satisfied.
He picked out the two pictures with the best composition and tone, thought for a while and swipe the screen to turn forward: "By the way, the one with the smirk just now needs to be deleted."
Qin Ke suddenly said, "Don't delete it."
"If you don't delete it, will you keep the history of being a gangster?" Song Yunran glared at him.
"Quite cute."
Qin Ke took out his mobile phone, "Besides, it's the mth photo I took for you. If you don't like it, you can send it to me."
Song Yunran said coldly: "I reasonably suspect that you are trying to trick me into putting the photo on the Internet to blackmail me."
"..." Qin Ke smiled, "It's a good idea."
"That's so unfair!"
Song Yunran didn't think much about it, and immediately picked up his phone and started revenge, "Come here, let me take some pictures too!"
The war against black historical photos is imminent.
As for Shao Qian and Wan Yuzhe, who sat in the front row and listened to the whole process, there was no disturbance in their hearts.
The two have worked together to sell rot for many years, and many times they can communicate with each other just by looking at each other without needing to speak. For example, at this very moment, they looked at each other silently, their eyes full of m-like complaints.
[I was fooled, this is to trick the dog into killing it on purpose.]
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