Qu Yanting spent the night at Zishan's villa. He didn't drive yesterday. Lu Wen sent him to the studio this morning. Enterprises in the city resumed work one after another, and they were blocked on the road in less than half an hour after leaving Zishan.
Qu Yanting sank in the co-pilot's seat, with his arms hanging on the car door, his palms down and his wrists supporting his forehead, his legs spread a few inches apart, and the other hand was idly rubbing the trousers around his waist.
He changed into a pair of trousers, pure white soft cotton sweatpants with cuffed trousers, which matched the beige sweater and light-colored sneakers very well, but Lu Wen's size was a little too big.
From going out to now, Qu Yanting hasn't said a word.
The carriage was uncomfortably quiet. Lu Wen turned on the music, picked out a romantic piece for flute solo, and broke the silence: "Teacher Qu, what do you want for breakfast, how about the morning tea at Hexinglou?"
Qu Yanting didn't respond, and looked over the windshield at the roof of the car in front.
Lu Wenyi licked his lips helplessly, and said, "By the way, I packed the flowers and put them in the trunk. You can plant them on the balcony. It's a waste for me."
The traffic was loose, and Lu Wen slid out a bit, holding the steering wheel with his left hand, and stretched his right hand to the side to grab Qu Yanting's wrist, and said in the most gentle tone in the subwoofer world: "Take care of me..."
This is what men do, and Qu Yanting finally said, "Leg hurts."
Lu Wen rubbed his hair embarrassingly. When he went to bed last night, he hugged Qu Yanting and made out with him.
With a pleading face, he called Teacher Qu and Brother Qu one after another, kissed Qu Yanting's earlobe and said his name. Coaxing, but relying on her physical strength to force her, she did not hesitate to lift or take off her clothes.
Lu Wen played both soft and hard ways to make Qu Yanting follow him, press him on the pillow, and put his legs together to solve the problem once.
Qu Yanting bit the corner of the embroidered pillowcase and shivered slightly from the heat. The skin at the base of the thighs is the most tender, worn out, and red as if covered with rouge.
Forget about the physical pain, the key is that Lu Wen held him down from behind and touched him with that crazy strength and energy... especially like an animal, which made him a little terrified.
Qu Yanting didn't sleep well all night, and when he turned over, he would wake up with pain when his legs rubbed against each other. What was annoying was that Lu Wen fell asleep soundly satisfied, and in the morning he jogged around Zishan Park energetically.
I didn’t dare to wear jeans anymore. I found this soft material, but it still hurts. The tire hurts even when the tire is pressed against the speed bump. Qu Yanting was worried about how to walk in front of colleagues in the studio.
Lu Wen coaxed: "I was wrong, I must be careful next time."
Qu Yanting freed his wrist: "Do you want another time?"
Lu Wen turned the steering wheel with one hand: "I... I'm looking forward to it."
Qu Yanting scolded coldly: "Animals."
Lu Wen didn't feel ashamed but proud. He stretched out his right hand on the co-pilot without taking it away, gently covered Qu Yanting's thigh, and said, "It hurts you to sting after applying the medicine. I'll blow it on you, but you won't let it go."
Qu Yanting said: "How is it blowing there?"
"Why not?" Lu Wen raised his eyebrows and smiled wryly, "Use your mouth, I'll do everything for you."
Qu Yanting was stunned for a moment, her cheeks turned red, and there was an image in her mind. It's really a turn of events. A few months ago, Lu Wen entered his room to wrap up like an Eskimo, but now he dares to speak yellow accents in broad daylight.
Passing by Hexing Building, Lu Wen got out of the car to buy breakfast, and generously brought back two big bags, one for Qu Yanting, and the other for his colleagues in Paper Yanyun Studio.
Driving all the way into the community, Lu Wen pulled over and said, "I have two trips today, and I'll pick you up tonight when I finish work."
Qu Yanting understood his hard work, and said, "No need, I'll let my assistant take me there."
"I'm still calling people around after get off work." Lu Wen said, "Don't worry, I'll be there as soon as possible."
Qu Yanting reluctantly walked in the door. On the first day, there were not many return workers. Two screenwriters came, and three were in charge of the project. Including Yu Nan, two bags of breakfast were more than enough anyway.
"Boss, are you not driving?" Yu Nan asked before the garage door rang.
Qu Yanting said "hmm", not daring to challenge the stairs, walked to the living room, and said, "Take my things down, I'm working on the first floor."
Yu Nan looked at him strangely: "Boss, why do I feel that you don't walk very well, and your pants don't look like you."
Qu Yanting pretended not to hear.
Everyone gathered around to have breakfast, and Yu Nan came down with the computer and a stack of scripts, and put them on the long marble table. Everyone habitually looked at the cover of the script, on which the title of the play, "Hiding", was printed vertically.
Liu Yue from the project team asked: "Editor Qu, is there a new book?"
"I wrote it on and off for two years, and it's almost finished." Qu Yanting replied, "Just read it."
Team leader Chen Zhe and screenwriter Yao Baiqing read it together. After turning a few pages, Yao Baiqing said, "Editor Qu, did you go to collect music for this book?"
Qu Yanting bit the quicksand bag and nodded, "Team Leader Chen, how are you doing?"
Chen Zhecheng analyzed the items: "Period dramas and antiques are actually relatively niche, and the story entry point is also very special. There are not many homogeneous films on the market. It can not only follow the path of winning awards, but also make a good one." For commercial films, let’s see the director.”
For a film, the screenwriter determines the tone, and the director determines the overall aesthetics of the film.
Qu Yanting wiped her hands: "I've considered the shooting style, but I'll talk about everything after finishing writing."
Each director has a different style. After everyone discussed, Liu Yue said, "I like director Qin Zhao's shots, and he won an award last year."
Yu Nan said: "As a layman, I can see that Director Qin imitated Director Zeng too much."
"What is imitation, that is tribute." Liu Yue said, "Qin Zhao has publicly mentioned many times that Director Zeng is his idol."
Yao Baiqing said with emotion: "If this book edited by Qu is handed over to Director Zeng for shooting, it will be very exciting."
Chen Zhe said: "I'm really looking forward to what you said. After "Shadowman", Editor Qu and Director Zeng haven't cooperated for several years."
Yu Nanqi coaxed: "Boss and Director Zeng are teachers and students, so it's not easy to cooperate?"
Qu Yanting drank his porridge with his head down, without making a clear statement, he just said flatly: "Director Zeng's new movie hasn't been released yet, you all help him worry about the next one."
Hearing the boss's tone of interest, Chen Zhe immediately changed the subject: "Editor Qu, is "The First Night" going to be broadcast soon?"
Qu Yanting said, "Well, soon."
Liu Yue suddenly said: "Lu Wen must be very popular!"
Qu Yanting frowned at the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and next to him gossiped: "Do you like him?"
"I chase "Wan Nian Qiu" every day." Liu Yue replied, "I just like this kind of man who is tall, handsome and rich."
Yao Baiqing smiled and said, "You just said that Gao Fu is extremely handsome."
Liu Yue said: "Lu Wen is not only tall, rich and handsome, he reads a book, "Utopia" which introduces silver jewelry to foreign tourists. He speaks English all the time. He is so handsome that I like Xueba."
Qu Yanting: "..."
Liu Yue: "The point is that he's still single."
Qu Yanting raised her head and smiled: "You know?"
"I know that too." Yu Nan interjected, "Lu Wen said it in an interview a while ago."
Qu Yanting took out his phone curiously, logged into Weibo and searched casually, and the interview on the day Lu Wen got off the plane appeared. He recalled the date, Lu Wen admitted to being single during the day, and left the single to be with him that night.
"..." Qu Yanting kindly persuaded, "Little girl, don't believe what the stars say."
Liu Yue replied with a bit of a tongue: "It's okay, I don't want to be his girlfriend."
Qu Yanting breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.
Liu Yue said: "He and Ruan Feng are the best match."
"I know that again." Yu Nan interjected again, "Netizens say they are very compatible, and they are called Bingdilian CP."
Qu Yanting had a "what the hell" expression on his face. Looking at the comments in the interview, most of the netizens were more concerned about who the silver ring made by Lu Wen was for, and there were different opinions.
After breakfast, Qu Yanting wrote the script alone in the huge living room, immersed in the story, and occasionally moved his sedentary legs, causing him to type a series of typos in pain.
The phone that was set to mute turned on for a moment, Qu Yanting reached out to take it, and stopped when he touched the fuselage. He has always delayed and avoided messages on the phone. When did he become so neat
Qu Yanting opened the unread, it is the Wechat work group of "The First Night", and posted more than a dozen photos of the scene. The main creator of the film crew ran a promotion at the Communication University today, and the photo is a group photo before the end.
All the main creators squatted on the stage with their backs to the auditorium, behind them were the students from the blockbuster, Lu Wen was in the middle, Xian Qi was on the left, and director Ren Shu was on the right. Ruan Feng joined the filming group and was unable to attend.
Except for the few days when the substitute director was in charge, Qu Yanting never bubbled up in the group, and at this moment he posted a sentence for the first time: How is the response
The publicity team replied graciously to seven or eight items, to the effect that there were more students than expected and they were very enthusiastic, and Lu Wen's fans accounted for more than half of them. Qu Yanting felt a sense of relief that "the silly brother is promising". The last time I felt this way was when Ruan Feng ranked in the top ten in the final exam of fifth grade.
... As expected of Bing Tilian.
After logging out of WeChat, Qu Yanting logged into QQ, and the conversation with the volunteers stayed on the third day of the Lunar New Year. He was vacillating, and the other party gave him great encouragement, but he didn't say thank you even now.
Social horror writer: I am with the person I like, thank you.
Two minutes later, the unlucky little singer replied: Congratulations!
The nanny car started, and departed from Communication University to the shopping mall to participate in the brand platform. Lu Wen put his phone aside and began to change clothes. Sun Xiaojian accidentally glanced at him and said, "You still use QQ for chatting."
"Isn't QQ just for chatting?" Lu Wen put on his shirt and buttoned it up, "Netizen."
Sun Xiaojian was facing a big enemy: "You still chat online? That's not okay, what if the chat records burst out one day and you can't finish the game?"
Lu Wen indifferently "cut", took off his jeans, and put on a pair of black suit pants. He suddenly remembered the scene of Qu Yanting sitting in the cloakroom with bare legs in the morning, and the supervisor looking for his pants.
"Ancestor." Sun Xiaojian asked, "Did you just chat nonsense? Didn't you flirt with a girl or have a date/gun?"
Lu Wen almost punched him, kicked off his sneakers, stepped into a pair of Oxford shoes, and said, "There's something wrong with you, am I that kind of person? Besides, I'm still under your supervision, and my partner will be the first to hack me to death."
Sun Xiaojian said in shock: "Are you in love?!"
Lu Wen spoke too quickly: "Uh... just talked."
"Didn't you say you should stop falling in love first!" Sun Xiaojian slapped his thigh, "You finally got better in your career, so you can't bear it?!"
Lu Wen retorted: "Didn't you say that you can talk to someone you really like?"
Sun Xiaojian changed places with the make-up artist in the back row, grabbed the seat and said, "I didn't expect you to really talk, who are you with?"
Lu Wen took off his makeup first, and said, "I'm not a celebrity."
"Outside the circle?" Sun Xiaojian thought. Based on Lu Wen's family background, he probably talked about Bai Fumei or a famous lady, "You must cover it well, we can't overturn halfway."
Lu Wen said perfunctorily: "I know, I know, even if someone has a reputation, he is not willing to expose it."
When Sun Xiaojian heard it, he felt that the other party was a strong woman, and asked, "Are siblings in love?"
"Uh..." Lu Wen hesitated, "He is indeed older than me."
Sun Xiaojian said: "You are very fashionable, you are a big star on the surface, but you are a little wolf dog behind your back."
The makeup artist sprayed moisturizing spray on the handsome face in front of him, and said, "It might be a little milk dog."
Lu Wen closed his eyes: "I am such a big milk dog, let's take hormones."
It was already five o'clock in the shopping mall, a total of four celebrities attended the event, and every floor was packed with fans. Lu Wen appeared in a classic black suit, and his watch is a gentleman-style Omega Constellation series.
The flashes never stopped, and the camera followed like a shadow. Lu Wen completed the photoshoot, interview and brand promotion according to the process, and the last link was to sign autographs for the VIP fans on site.
Lu Wen asked in the background, fans are divided into ordinary and VIP? Sun Xiaojian told him that the VIP only got the opportunity to sign autographs after reaching a certain consumption amount in this event, in other words, he spent money for him.
Lu Wen lamented at the time that besides Lu Zhanqing, there were actually people willing to spend money for him.
It was already dark after the event, the nanny car drove out of the parking lot, and there were many fans waiting for him standing by the side of the road, he lowered the window of the car to say hello and let the little girls go home early.
When he arrived at the company, Lu Wen didn't change his clothes and didn't go upstairs. He picked up his car in the parking lot, started the ignition, put on his earphones, and dialed Qu Yanting's number while getting out.
As soon as the answer was answered, Lu Wen asked, "Teacher Qu, are you still in the studio?"
"Yes." Qu Yanting replied, "I'm the only one left."
Lu Wen turned onto the wide road and explained: "I'm going to pick you up now. I was supposed to pick you up at eight o'clock. I didn't expect a lot of fans to come...so it was later."
Qu Yanting said, "There's no rush, just drive safely."
"Okay." Afraid of being scolded, Lu Wen asked in a low voice, "Does your leg still hurt?"
Qu Yanting pondered and said, "It doesn't hurt, I've already withdrawn."
Lu Wen patted the steering wheel with a smile, and slammed on the accelerator: "You stay still, wait for me."
The sound of the engine roared, and Lu Wen was galloping in the speeding line. He got his driver's license at the age of eighteen and went crazy for a while.
Later, when the novelty wore off, he became honest, and Lu Zhanqing forced him to take the test for a pilot's license. It would be troublesome to have a father who retired from the Air Force.
Lu Wen galloped all the way smartly, and was stopped by security at the outer gate of the community. Non-residents are not allowed to drive in unless the owner is asked to come out to pick him up.
He left the car on the side of the road, registered his name, walked into the community in a suit and leather shoes, and found the studio building. The lights on the first floor were on. He called Qu Yanting under the tree in front of the door.
No answer, the light went out, and Qu Yanting came out with a computer bag.
Lu Wen went up to meet him, wearing only a suit and feeling cold, rubbed Qu Yanting's down jacket hat, took the bag and carried it, and said, "The management of the community is quite strict, and I am not allowed to drive in the car."
Qu Yanting forgot about this, and said, "If you don't say anything, I'll go out."
Lu Wen took two steps back, distinguishing Qu Yanting's appearance against the street lights, and said, "Love makes people stupid."
"You're still using love when you're stupid?" Qu Yanting smiled and moved her legs, the smile disappeared immediately, and the corners of her mouth tightened in pain.
Lu Wen unbuttoned his suit, moved his shoulders, squatted down and said, "Teacher Qu, get on your stomach."
Qu Yanting immediately refused, a man in his thirties, how could he be misunderstood outside...
Lu Wen said: "What's wrong with being in your thirties? If you're in your seventies and can't walk, don't they still make people forget?"
Qu Yanting: "..."
"Put on your hat, so others won't be able to see who you are." Lu Wen maintained his posture, "The wound has been worn down more this way, so I can only wear skirts tomorrow."
Qu Yanting is still hesitating.
Lu Wen used his trump card: "If you don't give up, I'll take you out? You can do anything with two hundred and fifty strength."
Qu Yanting was no match for him. He put on his hat, put his shoulders on Lu Wen's back, his body suddenly lightened, he was lifted up, and his hands wrapped around Lu Wen's neck.
"It's a bit light." Lu Wen weighed it, "The legs are too thin."
I said it last night when I was working on it, and Qu Yanting said uncomfortably: "I didn't ask you to comment, so I'll let you go."
Lu Wen carried Qu Yanting on his back and walked through the shadows of trees, occasionally a car passed by, but he was fine, and Qu Yanting buried him tightly around his neck first, making him feel hot.
Walking to the gate of the community, the security guard said, "Why are you still carrying it?"
Lu Wen opened his mouth and came: "I have sprained my ankle, you won't let me drive in, so I can only use some effort."
The security guard said embarrassingly: "I don't understand the situation, how about this, the owner registers a name, and you can drive in for a few days to pick up and drop off. Who is this owner?"
Qu Yanting was buried like an ostrich, not daring to lift his head.
Lu Wen smiled and said, "Forget it, I'm quite happy to carry him."
Walking out of the gate, Lu Wen went to the car and put Qu Yanting down, opened the door himself, and saw a van parked across the road as he walked around to the driver's seat.
Lu Wenzai and Qu Yanting left, bought a midnight snack on the way, and then went back to Linxie Garden together.
The next morning, the phone rang urgently, and Lu Wen reluctantly took his hands away from Qu Yanting's body, stretched out the bed and groped for a while, squinting his eyes to connect to Sun Xiaojian's call.
"What's the matter?"
"Big event!" Sun Xiaojian shouted, "You and Qu made headlines!"