Sang Wanci's flirting skills are amazing.
If she wasn't a straight girl, Lu Zhiwei would have narcissistically wondered if she was flirting with him!
Between the sound of water, the two fell silent again.
Lu Zhiwei didn't know what to say this time, so he could only cooperate with Sang Wanci's movements without saying a word.
When you should lift your chin and lift your chin, turn your back when you should, be honest and well-behaved.
She was facing the wall of the bathroom, and Sang Wanci's hand wandered behind her back.
Gently soft, not painful at all.
Just occasionally itchy.
Itching is better than pain, just get used to it, she can bear it.
"Wanci..." she said unconsciously.
"Huh?" The person behind responded softly.
"Have you taken care of anyone before?"
"No."
"I'm... the first?"
"Ok."
Lu Zhiwei was a little dumbfounded.
God, I was the first person she took care of!
This is too lucky, what can I do
She can guarantee that Sang Wanci is definitely the most unassuming young lady she has ever seen.
Although she has never seen a few daughters...
But when he thought of Sang Wanci taking care of her and treating her well, he felt grateful.
She tilted her head slightly, wanting to say thank you to Sang Wanci.
But when those two words rolled to the lips, they were swallowed again.
Sang Wanci didn't want her to be so polite.
Then... let's put it another way!
"Wan Ci, when I get my hands ready, I will definitely make you a lot of dumplings!"
Thank you can not say, then some practical action!
"Corn stuffing, shrimp stuffing, I'll make any stuffing for you!"
Sang Wanci heard her and looked at her.
Did she now find an alternative sentence for "thank you"
How should I put it, it sounds better than "thank you", because there are dumplings after all.
"Okay." Sang Wanci did not refuse.
"Uh-huh."
Lu Zhiwei was happy.
From now on, she will use dumplings instead of thank you. If one meal of dumplings is not enough, then two meals will be given. Sang Wanci must eat until she is satisfied!
Just like that, she was taken care of by Sang Wanci and took a bath while her face was blushing and her heart was beating.
Undress yourself, and of course you have to dress yourself.
Getting dressed is much easier.
"I'm ready."
She spoke to the man who was buttoning his buttons slowly against the wall.
Hearing this, Sang Wanci turned around and looked over.
I saw that her clothes were crooked, and she was carefully twisting her fingertips to adjust them.
Sang Wanci stretched out her hand to help, and said, "Okay, go out, I'll dry your hair for you later, and then apply medicine."
Lu Zhiwei nodded, went outside and sat obediently on the sofa.
Sang Wanci packed up and came out, took out the hair dryer and sat behind her, drying her hair patiently and meticulously.
Lu Zhiwei couldn't see her face, he could only feel her five fingers brushing gently through his hair.
Time seems to freeze here.
The air was still and silent.
Lu Zhiwei wanted to look back, but couldn't move.
After a cursory glance at the feet of the coffee table, he retracted his gaze and began to search the room.
She still didn't forget to talk to Sang Wanci: "Wanci, have you already rested at this time?"
With her here, Sang Wanci had an extra workload for nothing, and the rest time would be delayed as a result.
Thinking about it this way, she felt quite guilty...
Sang Wanci took the hair dryer in another hand, with a very calm expression: "Not necessarily, only when you are very tired, you will go to bed early."
"Huh?" Lu Zhiwei was suddenly curious, "What are you doing when you're not tired?"
"Read scripts, watch cell phones, watch TV, and make phone calls."
"Oh… "
Lu Zhiwei answered while looking for something.
Sang Wanci noticed her movement, and asked in Qisheng, "What are you looking for?"
Lu Zhiwei replied: "Shelf."
Sang Wanci was puzzled: "Arrogance?"
Lu Zhiwei: "Well, find a shelf, put the hair dryer on it, and set up an automatic hair dryer. I can blow it standing up, so you don't have to hold it all the time."
Sang Wanci: "Automatic... hair dryer?"
Is this something wrong
Where can this hair dryer be automatic
Lu Zhiwei raised his hand and gestured: "That's right, I move it by myself, it is responsible for blowing, isn't it just an automatic hair dryer?"
"..."
Sang Wanci couldn't help chuckling.
What a nice "automatic" hair dryer.
Lu Zhiwei heard her laugh, and also smiled and said, "How about it, are you smart?"
Sang Wanci smiled unabated: "Well, smart."
Smart and cute, but also very caring and gentle.
How can there be people in this world who don't like Lu Zhiwei
Sang Wanci couldn't figure it out, and wasn't interested in thinking deeply about it.
It doesn't matter if others don't like it, it's enough for them to like it.
After drying the hair, start to apply the medicine.
When the Band-Aid was torn off, the wound started to hurt.
Lu Zhiwei endured so much that his facial features almost wrinkled together.
At this time, she can only comfort herself: think about the shooting effect, think about the shooting effect, it's all worth it!
"Hiss..."
Sorry, she couldn't help it.
But fortunately, her tears were very strong this time, and she didn't come out to brush her presence.
"I'm sorry." Sang Wanci subconsciously apologized, and the movements of her hands became lighter and lighter.
Lu Zhiwei immediately said repeatedly: "It's not your fault, it's not your fault, don't apologize."
Sang Wanci didn't like hearing her say thank you.
She also didn't like hearing Sang Wanci say sorry.
Both parties do not want the other to see each other.
Sang Wanci nodded, unscrewed the lid of the potion, and applied the medicine with extreme care.
During the whole process, Lu Zhiwei didn't say a word except for twitching his brows slightly.
After applying the medicine, Lu Zhiwei dried his ten fingers, not rushing to stick something to the wound.
But this way she dared not move her fingers even more.
So he sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched TV, with his hands lightly resting on his knees, like an expert in cultivation.
The volume of the TV is very low because Sang Wanci is on the phone.
Sang Wanci stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with her phone pressed to her ear.
Meng Lianyu's voice came from inside, with a bit of confusion: "Why do you start eating instant noodles?"
The ghost knows how she feels when she sees her niece and others are hotly searched for eating instant noodles.
The ghost knows how her brother feels when he sees his daughter eating instant noodles.
"Your father almost scolded me to death every time he called." Meng Lianyu rubbed her temple miserably.
It was she who supported Sang Wanci in chasing the actor's dream, she was the one who reconciled between their father and daughter, and it was she who persuaded Sang Wanci's father to let the child try.
So every time Sang Wanci, who is chasing her dreams, has any troubles, as long as it is bad, she will always be the first person to be criticized by her brother.
Her brother always felt that she was the one who led Sang Wanci badly, saying that Sang Wanci had been with her a lot since she was a child, and she was out of shape.
Can that be called a lot
Doesn't Renzi just like to be by her side when she writes replies to fans
Your wife even said that she wanted Wan Ciduo to play with her aunt!
Meng Lianyu complained in her heart.
But she had already developed a heart of steel.
—Brother scolds Brother Ren and scolds, but I can't scold, just go in the left ear and out the right ear.
After secretly poking and complaining about her brother, Meng Lianyu brushed her long hair and looked at the sky speechlessly: "I suspect that now he thinks that you eat instant noodles every day on the set, and you can't even afford a decent meal."
Sang Wanci: "..."
No, she didn't mess up so badly...
While talking, Meng Lianyu suddenly felt a little worried.
After all, it was the first time for a child raised in the palm of his hand to suffer outside.
She was a little skeptical: "You can't really have a bad life, can you, that bitch Zhang Xianrui is not lying to me?"
After Sang Wanci entered this circle, she hasn't seen Sang Wanci yet.
She knew about Sang Wanci's situation through Zhang Xianrui.
But for the child's situation, the elders still have to take a look at it in person before they can rest assured.
If the treatment of Miss Sang that their family holds in their hands is really different from the treatment at home...
Oh, her brother will definitely kill her.
She would also kill Zhang Xianrui.
Hearing her nervous tone, Sang Wanci chuckled unconsciously: "No, I'm doing well, and Sister Zhang is also very kind to me, don't worry."
Hearing these words, Lu Zhiwei immediately guessed that she was talking to her family.
Probably, maybe it was the aunt who treated her so well...
Just hearing what she said, why does it feel like the person on the phone still knows Zhang Xianrui
Could it be that Sang Wanci's aunt is also an insider
Sang Wanci entered the entertainment industry through her aunt
She changed her mind and didn't plan to continue thinking about it.
Does Aunt Sang Wanci belong to the inner circle or not
As an outsider, she shouldn't be curious about other people's family affairs.
She withdrew her thoughts and continued watching TV.
Meng Lianyu said kindly to Sang Wan: "Auntie is not free these days, and will visit you when she is free."
Sang Wanci said yes, then remained silent for a moment, before asking, "How is my dad?"
"Okay, what's wrong? Don't worry, he is in very good health, and he was full of anger when he scolded me.
"It's just... I still miss your mother very much."
Sang Wanci's fingers tightened unconsciously.
She misses her mother too...
The mother I will never see again.
"Well," Sang Wan said kindly, "It's as long as you are in good health."
Her tone was very calm, but Meng Lianyu still sensed the change in her mood, she couldn't help sighing, and comforted: "Wan Ci, Mom will continue to love you in heaven, and Dad and aunt will always be with you."
Sang Wanci lowered her eyes to hide a trace of depression: "I know..."
Meng Lianyu's tone slowed down, and she was extremely gentle: "Hey, you worked hard on filming today, go and have a good rest first."
Sang Wanci pressed the center of her eyebrows, rubbing away the soreness: "Okay, good night, aunt."
"Good night, niece."
Hang up the phone and put away the phone.
As soon as she turned her head, she could see Lu Zhiwei sitting on the sofa and the TV content.
It is broadcasting the happy life of a family of three.
She used to have this kind of life too, but it was ruined by a car accident...
Her gaze shifted unconsciously, and landed lightly on Lu Zhiwei's body.
She suddenly remembered that compared to Lu Zhiwei, she was actually very lucky.
Compared with Lu Zhiwei, most people in this world are lucky enough.
Lu Zhiwei didn't hear the voice of the voice, and turned around to find that Sang Wanci had put away the phone.
"Finished?" Lu Zhiwei asked.
"Yes." Sang Wanci walked to her side and sat down.
"Who is it?" Lu Zhiwei asked casually.
"Aunt." Sang Wanci didn't hide anything.
"Oh."
The conversation ends here.
Lu Zhiwei didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't have anything to ask.
Asking too much will offend the other party.
At this moment, Lu Zhiwei's phone screen on the coffee table suddenly lit up, and then a message popped up.
[Xiao Ying]: The hard work of the brick mover is coming to an end again, sister, how is the filming going today? Have you seen the leading film of "Feng"
Lu Zhiwei glanced twice, wanting to reply him, but he didn't dare to move his fingers casually because he was too afraid of pain.
So she turned her head to look at Sang Wanci: "Wanci, can you reply to Xiaoying for me?"
Sang Wanci picked up her cell phone.
Lu Zhiwei: "Three zero nine eight."
Sang Wanci unlocked it calmly, and was slightly taken aback after seeing the screen clearly.
Then he opened WeChat as if nothing had happened, clicked on the input field, and turned to look at Lu Zhiwei: "Respond to what?"
Lu Zhiwei: "Just tell him that it's not convenient for me to type now."
Sang Wanci nodded.
Ying Xize went to take a shower after sending the message.
When I came back from the shower, I saw Lu Zhiwei replying.
[Sister Lu]: It is not convenient for her to type now.
Ying Xize was stunned holding the phone: "???"
she
Not convenient to type now?
Who are you then? ?
[Ying Xize]: It's not convenient for her to type, so who are you? assistant
No, he remembered that Lu Zhiwei said she didn't have an assistant...
He waited a while.
Watching the other party's status bar change to "typing..."
Then the answer jumps over.
[Sister Lu]: Sang Wanci.
Ying Xize: "Huh???"
[Ying Xize]: Why are you holding my sister's cell phone
[Sister Lu]: She is in my room, she lived with me recently.
[Ying Xize]:? ? ?
Well, why does she want to live with you!
Am I noticing something? !
[Ying Xize]: Well, why live with you
[Sister Lu]: Something is up.
With two short words, the mature Ying Xize has already learned to make up his mind.
[Ying Xize]: Did your crew kick her out of the hotel
[Ying Xize]: No way, her movie hasn't finished filming yet, how could your crew be like this!
[Sister Lu]: ...
Sang Wanci was a little speechless.
Ying Xize, you are quite clever.
[Sister Lu]: She injured her hand, and she moved to live with me so that it is convenient for her to take care of her.
As soon as these words were sent, Ying Xize called in less than three seconds.
Sang Wanci connected Lu Zhiwei, pressed the speakerphone, and put it on the table.
As soon as the hands-free was turned on, Ying Xize's anxious voice rushed out of the receiver: "Ms. Sang, why did she hurt her hand? Is it serious? Please let her answer the phone, thank you."
It was the first time Lu Zhiwei saw him in a hurry, and couldn't help chuckling: "Oh, I'm here.
"My hand is fine, don't worry, it will be fine soon."
She also didn't want Ying Xize to worry too much about herself.
It's good to have this kind of heart, don't worry about it all the time, otherwise how embarrassing is she
Ying Xize obviously didn't believe it: "If there's nothing wrong, let Teacher Sang take care of you?"
Lu Zhi smiled and said: "Because our teacher Sang is kind, so I fell in love with her."
Ying Xize: "... If I was only three years old, I might believe this reason."
He believes anyone who is stupid, but he doesn't believe that Lu Zhiwei will really take the initiative to rely on Sang Wanci.
I don't know why, but he just dares to be sure that Lu Zhiwei is not this kind of person.
Lu Zhiwei was amused.
Ying Xize said seriously: "Okay, sister, tell me what's going on."
Seeing that Lu Zhiwei couldn't resist him, he had no choice but to give a brief summary of the injury.
After Ying Xize finished listening, "... Thank you for your hard work, sister."
After thinking about it, he said, "Your company should assign you an assistant. Without an assistant, it would be troublesome to be alone on the set."
Lu Zhiwei held his chin carefully: "Brother, do you think sister is qualified to be an assistant now?"
"..." Ying Xize was serious, "Well, I suggest Sheng Yue make one for you in advance, after all, your acting skills are so good, you will definitely be popular."
Lu Zhiwei: "Well, that's not bad, then Teacher Ying should call Sheng Yue quickly and give them this suggestion."
Ying Xize rubbed his chin in thought: "It's a bit difficult, I'm afraid of being swept out by your boss. Why don't you change jobs and come to our Xinghua, where I can still have a few words with the boss."
Mentioning this, he suddenly looked serious.
"To be honest, Sheng Yue is indeed too small, and the resources are probably not enough.
"Besides, Sheng Yue is currently supporting Zhou Lingling. Basically, all good resources are poured on her, and there are very few, or none at all, that can fall into your hands."
"Furthermore, sister, Sheng Yue really doesn't cherish you. You used to belong to Sheng Yue. What kind of small roles did they give you? Now they give you small roles..."
Sheng Yue is small, but she is also very small.
After entering the industry twice, she didn't have a choice, and she wasn't qualified to choose.
She had no other choice but to go on step by step.
And this is actually a good role that Wen Yao can help her get...
Small agents and young actors have no right to speak.
She knew that Ying Xize said these words because she regarded her as one of her own, but what surprised her the most was another thing—
"How do you know that I used to belong to Sheng Yue?"
She remembered that, except for Sang Wanci, she never told anyone that she was entering the industry for the second time.
How did Ying Xize know
"It's written in your encyclopedia entry." Ying Xize said.
Lu Zhiwei: "?"
Encyclopedia entry
She also has entries? ?
Sang Wanci sat by the side and listened to their chat in silence.
When Ying Xize mentioned that Shengyue's resource allocation was seriously biased, she raised her eyes slightly.
When it came to the entry, she had already opened a certain degree and entered the three words "Lu Zhiwei".
Ying Xize said: "Your entry is quite detailed, what you have acted in before, and where each episode appeared is clearly listed.
"Is this what your company did?"
Lu Zhiwei looked at the entry that Sang Wanci handed over, completely dumbfounded.
She remembered that Wen Yao said that she hadn't made an entry yet, and she planned to wait until these two works were released.
But if it wasn't for the company, then she is an unknown little actor, who would bother to make such a detailed entry...
At this moment, Sang Wanci suddenly thought of someone.
A person who can make Lu Zhiwei weep with joy.
"Maybe it's your fans." Sang Wanci said.
Lu Zhiwei instantly thought of "Qiao Qiao Ya", the alias dedicated to Amway her.
Could it really be Jojo
She has no other fans, she can only think of Jojo...
She wanted to go to Weibo to ask, but felt abrupt, so she was entangled.
But when she saw Sang Wanci's face, she gave up this idea.
Forget it, I definitely need to trouble Sang Wanci now, let's wait until her hands are better before asking.
Ying Xize had already hung up the phone.
Lu Zhiwei's hands were also dried, and Sang Wanci helped her stick a Band-Aid on it, so as not to scratch it again when she was sleeping at night.
There is nothing left and right, the two of them are going to bed after brushing their teeth.
Lu Zhiwei didn't want to bother Sang Wanci to brush his teeth, so he sat outside with a toothbrush and brushed slowly.
Sang Wanci had already finished brushing her teeth, and came out after applying her skin care products. She was still brushing her teeth slowly.
The speed is comparable to that of a turtle crawling.
But she still didn't ask Sang Wanci to help.
So Sang Wanci stood by the bed, slowly rubbing the hand cream while looking at her.
She actually has a question, and really wants to ask Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei felt that the gaze behind him was too hot, so he got up and slipped into the bathroom again.
Sang Wanci turned around calmly, walked to the door of the bathroom, leaned lazily, and said from time to time: "Don't touch the water with your hands."
Lu Zhiwei: "..."
Her side job is actually a nurse...
Under the supervision of the strict nurse, Lu Zhiwei finally finished brushing her teeth.
This is the longest time she has brushed her teeth since she has lived for so long.
She couldn't help sighing in her heart: Oh, it's not good to get hurt, but it happened to hurt her hand...
Sang Wanci helped her dry the drops of water on her face with a towel, and asked, "Do you want some skin care products?"
Lu Zhiwei immediately shook his head: "No, our teacher Sang has been busy all day, go to bed early, and we will talk about skin care next time."
Although an actor needs to pay attention to maintenance, but for Sang Wanci, she can be less refined once in a while.
Sang Wanci understood.
She put down the towel, and tied Lu Zhiwei's ponytail high so that it wouldn't be crushed when she was sleeping.
"Tomorrow I have a scene to shoot, I will let Xiao Qiu accompany you, it doesn't matter if I am alone on the set."
Lu Zhiwei refused: "Xiao Qiu is your assistant, so he should be with you."
She stretched out her ten fingers and looked at it, and said: "I took the medicine today, and tomorrow will definitely be better than today, and the pain will be less, so don't worry about me, I can take care of myself, the most important thing is that you shoot well .”
"It's also very important that you take good care of your hands." Sang Wanci said suddenly.
Lu Zhiwei suddenly remembered the past.
Before getting the halo of the hero and getting to know them, no one ever said she was important.
At that time, she lived a very casual and lonely life. Even if she was injured, no one cared about her. She never knew what it was like to be cared about.
To this day, Sang Wanci and Ying Xize made up for this shortcoming.
Maybe it's the night's pretentious time, and Lu Zhiwei suddenly wants to hug Sang Wanci.
After remembering what Old Wu said, she did indeed do so.
- Don't see friends.
"Thank you Wanci," she put her arms around Sang Wanci's waist with a smile on her face, "I will definitely treat you very well."
Sang Wanci paused for this sudden hug, then hugged her back, responding to her joy.
She lightly stroked Lu Zhiwei's soft long hair, and said, "Well, be nice to me."
Thinking of what Xiaoqiu said outside the elevator today, he added: "You must always be honest with me, and you must not lie to me."
It's not like she has never seen friends turn against each other.
She likes Lu Zhiwei as a friend very much, and she doesn't want to lose her.
So she didn't want Lu Zhiwei to lie to her and stand against her in the future.
"Of course," Lu Zhiwei responded briskly, "I will always be honest with you and will not lie to you."
Isn't that what friends are supposed to do
Sang Wanci stroked her ponytail, lowered her eyes slightly, and breathed her ears: "You really won't lie to me?"
Lu Zhiwei nodded his head vigorously, rubbing his chin against her shoulder: "Well, no."
Sang Wanci said: "Then I have a question, you have to tell me the truth."
Lu Zhiwei responded unpreparedly.
Then she heard Sang Wanci's voice gently falling in her ears, like the whisper of a devil—
"Your phone desktop...why is there a picture of Meng Lianyu?"