Fu Mingyuan stared at the GIF for a while, then turned his head to look at Du Jing who was sitting next to him, put the phone upside down on his lap, and rubbed the back of the phone with his fingers.
How could this man be so rude.
For the film, his hair was shaved short and his ears were exposed directly to the air.
Du Jing chatted a few words with the director who was sitting with him playing on the phone, turned his head, stared at Fu Mingyuan's ears for a while, then looked up at the air conditioner in the lounge.
"Are you hot?" Because of the limited space in the mall, the actors participating in this promotion were all crowded together, and the air was not very good.
It is normal to be hot.
Hearing this, Fu Mingyuan's straight body seemed to stiffen for a moment, but Du Jing didn't see it.
He got up and went to find water for Fu Mingyuan.
When he went to get the water and handed it to Fu Mingyuan, Fu Mingyuan sullenly replied with a low voice.
Du Jing: "Did you have a fever without resting? Why don't you go back to City A tonight?"
Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and there was a bit of confusion in his eyes.
Du Jing: ... It's not that bad, that kid Fu Mingli has an aunt to take care of him at home, so he won't starve to death.
After a while, Fu Mingyuan took a sip of water.
He touched the phone case again, and said, "Du Jing."
His throat was a little hoarse, perhaps because he hadn't had a good rest in the past few days.
Hearing that, Du Jing frowned slightly, thinking that he would have to prepare some medicine for a while.
He didn't go abroad with Fu Mingyuan, and there are still a lot of things in the company.
"What's the matter with your voice..." Before Du Jing finished speaking, Fu Mingyuan stood up.
Turn the phone to the camera interface and hand it to Du Jing.
Duke:
Fu Mingyuan raised his chin slightly and motioned for him to continue.
Then he walked to the door himself, made sure that no one else would appear in the background, and said calmly, "Take a picture of me."
Du Jing was stunned for two seconds before he reacted and took the phone: "Weibo is willing to open?"
After fiddling with it for a while, he exited from the original camera, and found that there was really no such app as Beauty Camera on his phone, so he returned to the original camera resignedly.
Fu Mingyuan leaned against the door frame and frowned slightly when he heard Du Jing's words.
"It's long overdue for business, why don't you use my phone to take a picture? I'll take a few group photos later, your original Apple camera is too ruined..."
"no."
"A few female stars in a while..." Du Jing heard something else in his voice, ahh.
"Did you speak?"
He pointed the camera at Fu Mingyuan, and then saw the face and figure of Fu Mingyuan, who had no P and no beauty under the camera, and couldn't help but groan in his heart.
Fu Mingyuan pinched his eyebrows, leaned back slightly, and stretched his right leg forward.
I heard from the actresses in the same group before that this pose can make your legs look longer.
He repeated: "It's not Weibo."
"I don't open a store either, what are they doing?"
"Then why are you filming this?" Du Jing's originally relieved smile instantly turned into a horrified face.
At the same time, countless thoughts flashed through my mind.
He looked at Fu Mingyuan, who was still leaning back with his right leg outstretched, and asked the question in his heart: "You won't... film it for that anchor, right?"
After asking, Du Jing felt that the sky was falling.
"Have you lost your horse?" Because there were people next to him, he could only suppress his voice, but he couldn't hide the sad look on his face.
Fu Mingyuan moved his legs and frowned, "What are you thinking about?"
"He wants a live photo of Fu Mingyuan."
Duke: …
"You are not!"
Fu Mingyuan bowed his head slightly: "Well... I'm not yet with him."
Du Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This has not fallen off the horse, but it can be saved.
Then he thought about it, and commanded: "If you take it here, it doesn't look like a normal photo at first glance."
Fu Mingyuan tilted his head and glanced at him.
Not showing long legs
"In a moment, when you go on stage with them, I'll take a couple of pictures for you."
After all, he put the phone back to Fu Mingyuan: "You are leaning against the door, what kind of broken posture?"
The already long legs look longer.
"Yeah." Fu Mingyuan replied, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.
As soon as the two put away their mobile phones, an actress ran over with a shy face, and looked at Fu Mingyuan embarrassedly.
"That... Brother Fu, can you take a photo together?"
…
Shen Qi didn't wait for passersby's photos, but waited for Fu Mingyuan's long-lost business update on Weibo.
- A group photo with all the filming staff of this public welfare film.
A bunch of fans screaming groundhogs below Weibo.
Shen Qi squeezed in the middle, learned to scream, and then clicked to save the photo.
Fu Mingyuan in the middle of the photo is also the most handsome and outstanding.
By the time I reached Weibo, the publicity had already ended.
After swiping Weibo, Shen Qi lay on the bed and flipped through some information about the house purchase.
The information was so complicated that it made him dizzy.
After watching for a while, he fell asleep on the bed.
On an autumn night, it suddenly rained heavily.
Shen Qi didn't sleep peacefully, the rain was so loud that it hit the window edge.
He went back to that year.
When I woke up, it was obviously cold weather, but I was in a cold sweat.
He rested his forehead with one hand and breathed heavily for a while before he recovered.
Then grinned and smiled silently.
However, the smile could not continue to the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes gradually became red.
His body was too sticky, he looked at the time and got up to take a shower.
Ten minutes later, Shen Qi checked the news.
"20,000 yuan" sent him a few photos.
The first picture, at the event, Fu Mingyuan stood in the middle of several actors, holding the microphone with pursed lips.
In the second photo, he interacted with the fans and handed the fans a doll with a gentle expression.
In the third photo, he seemed to see the camera and his eyes were focused.
Shen Qi's interface stayed on the focused photo for a long time.
Then switch back to the chat interface.
You Qi brother: thank you brother :)
Brother Qi: Looking at it this way, he is more handsome than God A
fmy:…
fmy: still not sleeping
Shen Qi wiped his hair with a towel, and it was inconvenient to type, so he simply sent a voice.
Because he just got up and took a shower, his voice was a little dull.
"Just woke up." He sniffed.
Fu Mingyuan was stunned.
Typing is much slower than ever.
fmy: signed photo received, thank you
He took a photo, and under the dim light, the photos sent by Shen Qi were neatly arranged by him.
He seems to remember the chronological order of all the pictures.
Shen Qi snorted.
Suddenly my ears felt a little hot.
Moreover, he really wants to do something now.
He threw the towel aside, leaned against the head of the bed, and whispered, "It's past twelve, aren't you going to sleep?"
Fu Mingyuan felt his palms get hot.
He clicked on the voice and listened to it several times before replying: Not for the time being.
Shen Qi laughed.
Brother Qi: Brother, can you make a WeChat voice call
The author has something to say: Yes, I also want to play
Woohoo, have you all been brought down, you have to fatten up QWQ
thanks nutrient solution and ray