Lu Zhiwei is such a person who is easily satisfied.
It doesn't matter if there are few fans, even if there is only one, she will be very happy.
What a fan sees is also seeing.
A fan's like is also like.
Something is better than nothing.
And Qiao Qiao, a fan, also read all the dramas she acted in when she was little transparent, and she was able to affirm them.
That means that as long as she leaves her transparent physique, all her efforts to realize her dream will not be let down.
It's not that she can't do it, but that her transparent physique is preventing her from shining brightly.
Sang Wanci looked at her silently.
The eyes of the person in front of him were reddish, but his smile was even brighter than autumn.
Obviously a child who deserves to be seen and loved by everyone, but because of his low sense of existence, his brilliance is hidden.
I'm still happy that I finally have fans...
very optimistic.
But the more optimistic she is, the more distressed she is.
Sang Wanci's expression melted slightly, her eyes were gentle, but she couldn't say a word.
She stretched out her hand to hold Lu Zhiwei in her arms, stroking her long hair.
Silently appease.
Lu Zhiwei was puzzled.
She felt very happy about it, why did Sang Wanci feel a little sad instead
Could it be that the child has grown up and reached the age of sorrow for the spring and autumn
So she patted Sang Wanci on the back and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Sang Wanci's breath blew past her ears softly, even her voice was as gentle as the spring wind.
"You forgot me.
"I like you too, and I'm also your fan."
Lu Zhiwei couldn't help chuckling, and asked, "When did our teacher Sang become my fan?"
Sang Wanci said solemnly: "When I pay attention to you."
Lu Zhiwei still has her name among her Weibo followers.
Weibo fans are of course fans.
Lu Zhiwei felt that this sounded a bit sloppy, like a child being unreasonable.
But when it comes to Sang Wanci, it's very cute, and it's impossible to find fault with it.
Forget it, anyway, Sang Wanci is indeed still a child to her.
She bent her eyes unconsciously, and said with great face: "Wow, if you can make Teacher Sang my fan, then I can do whatever you want."
"Really?" Sang Wanci asked.
"Really." Lu Zhiwei replied.
Then Sang Wanci really made a request.
Let Lu Zhiwei understand that this is not a joke.
She clung to Lu Zhiwei's ear, and slowly said her request—
"I hope you will not wipe away your tears in front of me in the future, and cry whenever you want.
"You can cry in my arms, you can cry on my shoulder, or you can call and cry with me, whatever is fine, don't hold back, don't force yourself to be happy all the time.
"Remember, there are people you can rely on."
At this point, Sang Wanci stroked Lu Zhiwei's hair, and said in a gentle voice, "Can you promise me?"
Lu Zhiwei was stunned after hearing this, not knowing what to say.
Except for filming, she is not used to crying in front of others.
The transparent physique will always make her tears look insignificant in front of others.
No one loves her, no one is her support, and no one will sympathize with her just because of a few tears, remember her, and treat her well.
Because of that broken physique, she doesn't even have the qualifications to be pitiful.
So she has to love herself and make herself happy all the time. Only in this way can she not be so sad and can live.
But today, there was a person hugging her and telling her: You also have the right to rely on and cry.
This is something she never dared to hope for.
I thought I would always live in darkness.
A person walks aimlessly in the dark, not knowing the way back, not knowing the way ahead, and having no one to rely on.
Until I meet light, meet warmth, meet you.
thanks…
She repeated this monotonous word in her heart, saying countless times with profound meaning.
The nose is inexplicably sore.
Both hands hugged Sang Wanci's waist unconsciously, as if wanting to retain this hard-won warmth.
Sang Wanci patted her on the back lightly, persistently wanting to hear her answer, wanting an agreement: "OK?"
Lu Zhiwei sniffed, then couldn't help laughing: "Okay."
Her voice is very doting: "Our teacher Sang is what we say."
Satisfied, Sang Wanci touched her head encouragingly: "Good boy."
Lu Zhiwei couldn't help laughing.
It felt like their identities were suddenly switched, and Sang Wanci, who was four years younger than her, became an older sister who cared about her physical and mental health.
After Sang Wanci comforted her, she went to continue filming.
Lu Zhiwei stood by the wall and waved to her, watching her leave and blend into the set.
Looking at her back, Lu Zhiwei seemed to be able to understand why she became the heroine again.
— Such a good person deserves to be liked by the whole world!
It's just that the leading actor is not good enough.
Qiu Luo is not good enough for Sang Wanci, seriously not good enough.
Ah yes...
She suddenly remembered that she still had to talk to Qiu Luo.
See if you can use the method of "talk therapy" to save people like Ying Xize.
Just as she was thinking, Qiu Luo appeared.
When passing by her, his eyes were full of obvious hostility, as if looking at a sworn enemy.
Lu Zhiwei, who obviously felt targeted: "..."
Is this the feeling of jealousy when rivals meet each other
Not very comfortable.
Then she has to save this "rival in love" even more. If it is corrected, it will be world peace, and there will be no such messy hostility anymore!
Although I don't know if it will help...
"Mr. Qiu."
She called Qiu Luo to stop, addressing him very politely.
In the entire crew, she and Qiu Luo had the most ordinary relationship.
Not bad on the surface, but very stiff in private, all caused by Qiu Luo's own efforts.
Qiu Luo stopped, turned back and gave her a haughty look: "What's the matter?"
"..."
Lu Zhiwei's fist hardened.
She had to admit that she really couldn't stand Qiu Luo's stinky look.
But when she thought that the plot might have caused him to become like this, her mood could be calmed down immediately.
Forget it, he doesn't necessarily have this problem himself.
Be lenient, be lenient.
She tried her best to smile kindly: "There is something I want to talk to Mr. Qiu. I don't know when Mr. Qiu is free. Would you like to listen to me?"
Qiu Luo seemed to have guessed the reason for her visit, and raised his chin slightly: "Who is it about?"
Lu Zhiwei: "Mr. Qiu already has the answer in his heart."
Qiu Luo immediately frowned, and said in a bad tone, "Are you planning to show off in front of me?"
Lu Zhiwei calmly said, "Of course not."
She and Sang Wanci are not together again, what is there to show off
She is just a mediocre hero who wants to save the world, save the supporting role...
Seeing that she was alone, Qiu Luo expected that she would not be able to do anything.
He turned sideways to let the assistant leave first, and he will be there in a while.
It's not yet his part, so there's still some time to talk.
When there were only two people around, Qiu Luo crossed his arms and looked indifferently.
"Lu Zhiwei, you can speak now."
Lu Zhiwei knew that he couldn't be tactful with someone like him, so he cut to the chase: "I know you like Wan Ci."
Wanci.
Such an endearing title.
You can almost imagine how close their relationship is.
Qiu Luo frowned uncomfortably.
Yesterday Sang Wanci told him that she likes Lu Zhiwei.
Today Lu Zhiwei came to him and called "Wan Ci".
Isn't this called showing off!
Lu Zhiwei ignored his restless brows, and calmly said: "But Wan Ci has clearly rejected you, more than once."
"So." He said indifferently.
Lu Zhiwei's eyes became more serious: "So I hope you can give up and stop pestering her, she doesn't like you."
Qiu Luo slowly raised his eyelids, his eyes twinkling with cold stars.
Lu Zhiwei was fearless, with a calm face: "Mr. Qiu, you are in good condition, you have thousands of choices, there is no need to be attached to someone who doesn't like you, otherwise it will be a kind of harm to you."
"There is a good saying, 'Where there is no grass in the end of the world, why bother to love a single flower?'"
Then, she remembered what Sang Wanci had said, so she gave it to Qiu Luo intact, hoping that he would realize something, let go of his stupid attachments, and wake up soon.
"Every like is a precious gift, don't fall in love with someone who won't be tempted by you, and waste your likes in vain."
Qiu Luo looked at her with a little more scrutiny.
He suddenly felt puzzled.
Why would a rival in love suddenly tell him this so earnestly
Their relationship is not good, usually they only have a casual glance when they see each other, how could it be that they need Lu Zhiwei to persuade them with all their heart
He thought about it carefully, and suddenly became enlightened.
there is only one truth.
After thinking it through, Qiu Luo smiled a little more in his eyes.
The corners of his lips curled up, and that familiar evil smile appeared again.
Lu Zhiwei: "...?"
She asked in her heart: [He suddenly smiled evilly again?]
Old Wu: [I don't know the answer to this question.]
[Then did he listen to what I said?]
Lu Zhiwei found it really difficult for Qiu Luo to understand.
After Ying Xize was enlightened by her, at least he said that he would go back and think about it, and it would be nice if he figured it out.
And he actually smiled charmingly first, not forgetting the true nature of the oil field!
Lu Zhiwei: [It's hard, it's hard, the fist is hard again! .JPG]
Lao Wu pondered for a moment: [Would you like to ask?]
He felt that with Qiu Luo's personality, he would definitely speak out.
"..."
Lu Zhiwei had no choice but to ask.
And when she was about to speak out, Qiu Luo first said, "I understand."
Lu Zhiwei's eyes lit up immediately, and he smiled unconsciously.
Understood
Do you understand the one who wants to let go of Sang Wanci and stop pestering her
So he was really affected by the plot to become this greasy look?
Lu Zhiwei was afraid that he was thinking too much, so he asked expectantly: "What do you understand?"
Qiu Luo smiled again, with a hint of "I knew it would happen" in his expression.
Lu Zhiwei's smile froze, and gradually became confused.
… something doesn’t feel right.
Qiu Luo: "I understand what you mean."
Lu Zhiwei began to doubt: "Then you... tell me?"
Qiu Luo's reaction was not quite right.
It made her scalp tingle even more than when he was hostile.
It's the kind of scalp tingling that gives goosebumps.
Qiu Luo flicked the bangs that didn't exist at all, and raised his finger to her: "You have already fallen in love with me."
Lu Zhiwei: "???"
What the hell is he farting!
Damn, I knew this idiot couldn't believe it!
"I'm not, you misunderstood..."
Qiu Luo waggled his fingers, interrupted her words stinkingly, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and showed pity in his eyes: "I don't blame you, after all, no one can refuse my looks.
"It's understandable that the curved one can be straightened by my perfect face."
Lu Zhiwei hesitated to speak.
Although the original plot said that Qiu Luo was narcissistic, she never expected... to be so narcissistic! ! !
Qiu Luo was still immersed in his handsomeness: "I have nothing to say after being punctured by me? I know.
"But it's a pity and I'm sorry, I don't like you, I only like Wan Ci.
"It doesn't matter if she likes you now, as long as I stay by her side, she will naturally fall in love with me."
Lu Zhiwei: "..."
Mommy...
Qiu Luo: "Sorry, I am such an attractive person after all."
Lu Zhiwei was tired.
Ying Xize is Ying Xize, Qiu Luo is Qiu Luo, they really cannot be confused.
The former can be saved, but the latter... the narcissism is so sincere, it seems that there are filters in the ears, and only the words you want to hear can be heard, which is completely hopeless.
She gave up.
Put even more effort on Qiu Luo, she is an idiot!
It is also a skill to be narcissistic to this extent.
She couldn't help clasping her fists at Qiu Luo: "I admire it. Just pretend that I haven't said anything about what you said today, so farewell, goodbye!"
After speaking, he walked away like the wind under his feet.
Lu Zhiwei didn't want to stay by Qiu Luo's side for a moment.
She was afraid that she would die young due to Qiu Luo's narcissism!
Qiu Luo looked at her back as if fleeing for her life, and snorted.
—Heh, I couldn't get it because I loved it, so I ran away in embarrassment.
Then he saw Lu Zhiwei come back in a hurry, emphasizing in a serious way: "I still have to tell you clearly, I don't like you, and please don't pester Wan Ci anymore, I will never stand idly by."
She couldn't escape the confrontation with Qiu Luo.
After she finished speaking, she left again.
Qiu Luo: "..."
—Oh, woman.
…
Seven thirty in the evening.
Sang Wanci came to play with Lu Zhiwei.
After the play, the two sat down and chatted.
We chatted and talked about what happened today.
Sang Wanci frowned lightly, as if doubting her own ears: "He really said that?"
Qiu Luo actually thinks that Lu Zhiwei likes him
Do you think that if you stay by her side for a long time, she will fall in love with him
Is he so confident in himself?
Lu Zhiwei nodded firmly.
Sang Wanci: "..."
stupid man.
This kind of stupid man is the most suitable to be sent to her father to clean up.
But now she and her father are in conflict, and she can only deal with it by herself.
Sang Wanci fell into deep thought, and lightly brushed her eyebrows with her fingertips.
After a while, she said: "Excessive self-confidence needs to be attacked."
She raised her eyelids, fixed her eyes on Lu Zhiwei who was opposite her and asked, "Are you willing to cooperate with me?"
"How to cooperate?" Lu Zhiwei was very active.
I'm sorry, Qiu Luo's nature is like this, she can't save him.
Since we can't be friends, we can only remain as "rivals in love".
And she really can't stand Qiu Luo's evil smile from time to time, it's too oily!
Sang Wanci said: "Let him know that we only 'like' each other."
Lu Zhiwei: "Well, for example...?"
Sang Wanci glanced at the window next to her.
The curtains were drawn tightly, impenetrable.
She stood up calmly and walked towards Lu Zhiwei.
Bending down, resting her hands on the arms of her chair.
"Like this."
The voice fell to the ground.
A soft and soundless kiss was lightly printed on Lu Zhiwei's eyebrows.
Come suddenly, but also gently.
Lu Zhiwei couldn't help but sat there in a daze.
She forgot how to speak, only her instinct was driving her eyes to look at Sang Wanci who was close at hand without blinking.
Sang Wanci did not leave immediately, but maintained this posture, looking down at her.
"is it okay
"elder sister."
Lu Zhiwei's face flushed with a "shua".