After Ying Xize thought for a while, he felt something was wrong.
Looking at the audience, it seemed that he was the only one who knew that Brother Lu was actually a man, at least Sang Wanci absolutely didn't know.
Then how can he arbitrarily say that Sang Wanci is interested in a "man" like Brother Lu
She could also be...
Touching on a certain possibility, Ying Xize suddenly opened his eyes wide, not daring to think about it any further.
No, it must not be like that.
Miss Sang never said that she likes women, so how could he bring someone into it
Miss Sang must be interested in people like Brother Lu, regardless of gender.
definitely is!
After thinking it over, he looked at Lu Zhiwei with scrutiny and yearning in his eyes, and secretly made a decision.
— Try to attract Sang Wanci's attention.
There's no way, Sang Wanci's similarity to his Bai Yueguang has already been able to attract his slightest affection all the time, making him happy and worrying, and making him approach involuntarily.
So in order to entrust that love, as long as Sang Wanci can arouse his interest in him, he will try his best.
Starting today, Lu Zhiwei is his role model!
Now learn from Brother Lu to listen carefully.
He withdrew his scattered thoughts and began to concentrate.
At this moment, Lu Zhiwei heard Lao Wu say: [I saw it.]
Lu Zhiwei froze for a moment: [What?]
Old Wu: [Ying Xize was looking at you just now, his eyes were full of yearning.]
Lu Zhiwei: [? ? ?]
Old Wu: [Oh, I haven't finished my training yet, you are still a man in his eyes.]
Lu Zhiwei: [? ? ? ? ?]
Mommy...
The male supporting role stared at the male lead, his eyes still full of yearning, what kind of Kiriki development is this
Doesn't Ying Xize like Sang Wanci
Wouldn't even he be super-class? !
This is the same humanities! ! !
Lu Zhiwei didn't look up, secretly puzzled in his heart.
…
Today's script reading is over.
Lu Zhiwei held a notebook full of harvest while looking at it while walking towards the hotel by himself.
She is not a starring role, nor is she a famous celebrity, she is just a cute old man who has just entered the industry, so she lives in an ordinary hotel.
On the contrary, I stopped by the star hotel where Sang Wanci and the others stayed, and sometimes I could make a trip back.
She looked at several large pages of notes, feeling indescribably happy.
In my impression, it was a few years ago that I made such serious preparations for shooting.
At that time, she was about the same age as Sang Wanci now, when she was young when she stepped into the society and fought hard.
But she was unlucky, the role has always been small and inconspicuous, she quickly packed up and went home, and the company didn't even think about detaining her.
She knew what was going on with her, and she was not sad, and left easily.
She thought at the time: Even if she earns money by acting, her dream will be realized if she acts!
It's just that she didn't expect that after going around, she could come back here, open the notebook again, and record every bit of the character.
Thinking of this, her eyes as she looked at the note lightened up a little, full of treasure and emotion.
But at this moment, an urgent call suddenly came from behind: "Lu Zhiwei, be careful—"
"Varied-"
—she hit the tree directly.
Fortunately, she walked slowly and bumped lightly, and the tip of her nose suffered a little. Fortunately, she didn't break the skin, but turned a little red.
But even a little sin is enough for a pain-sensitive person like her.
Sang Wanci watched helplessly as she hit the tree, and the notebook in her hand fell to the ground with a "smack".
She was not in a hurry to pick it up, but half bent over and covered her nose, not saying a word for a long time.
That back view was full of misery and pain.
It's the same as the day they first met...
"..."
Since Sang Wanci had already seen it, she even reminded her aloud, so she simply stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay?"
Lu Zhiwei held his nose tightly and did not speak.
She's busy, she's busy.
She felt that her nose was no longer hers, and she was dying of pain!
Sang Wanci saw that her tears were coming out, she couldn't help but sympathize, and immediately reached out to support her shoulder: "Turn around and let me take a look."
Lu Zhiwei slowly turned to her, was gently grasped by the wrist, and slowly put down his hand, revealing a slightly red round nose.
Lu Zhiwei's eyelashes moved slightly, and his eyes focused on her face little by little.
very close.
Sang Wanci's facial features were magnified in front of her eyes, and her porcelain-white skin was so good that it would break if touched lightly.
The skylight passing through the tree gap fell on Sang Wanci's face, like beautiful scales, even the bottom of his eyes were illuminated.
She stared blankly.
"It's okay." Sang Wanci asked calmly, "It hurts?"
Lu Zhiwei came back to his senses, blinked his eyes frantically, and the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes slipped down silently.
She withdrew her hand as if she had been scalded, rubbed her eyes roughly, and said in embarrassment: "I'm more afraid of pain, I'm sorry, I made you laugh..."
She breathed a sigh of relief.
To be honest, Sang Wanci is really too good-looking, like a fairy descended from the earth, so good-looking that it is hard to resist.
"It's nothing." Sang Wanci said, "When walking, you still have to look at the road."
Lu Zhiwei felt embarrassed in his heart.
To be honest, she never thought that she would be told to walk and watch the road by a sister who was four years younger than herself.
However, Sang Wanci's tone was calm, not to blame or contempt, but just to give a suggestion, whether she liked it or not, it made her feel like she was being taught by a child to be a human being.
Lu Zhiwei: I'm sorry, I have embarrassed my elders!
She hugged her notebook, covered her nose, and smiled awkwardly: "There will be no next time, I was so happy this time, so I forgot to look at the road.
"Excuse me."
"Happy?"
Sang Wanci frowned slightly, as if she couldn't understand.
"What are you happy about?"
Lu Zhiwei slightly stretched out the notebook towards her, and smiled bitterly, "This one."
Sang Wanci's eyes lightly fell on it, and there were post-it notes of various colors on the side of the notebook.
Lu Zhiwei said again: "Being an actor is my dream, so I am happy to be able to act."
Only then did Sang Wanci wake up.
So Lu Zhiwei didn't appear here because of her.
She has her own dreams and pursuits, and she is not her fan, she is the one who misunderstood.
"Come on." Sang Wanci said with a trace of guilt in his arms.
Lu Zhiwei nodded, raised his lips and smiled: "Mr. Sang, you too, I have watched all of your dramas, your acting is really good, and you will definitely win the gold awards of major film and television in the future, trust me!"
—Because that's what's written in the script.
It's not that Sang Wanci has never heard this kind of flattery before, and after hearing too much, he doesn't respond much.
Can it, can it work, it depends on one's own strength, not just a few blessings from others, and she still has a lot to learn about acting.
But it's different if the person who said this sentence is Lu Zhiwei, it's like subverting the fan theory she just denied.
have seen...
She really is her fan.
It turned out that the "super attractive woman" she was referring to was really her!
Sang Wanci: "..."
Thanks, but no need to exaggerate.
But fortunately, from the past few days, Lu Zhiwei is very rational, and has never shown a fanatical liking for her.
Maybe it was restrained in my heart, or maybe I was a rational fan from the beginning to the end. Kneeling on one knee that day was really weak for a while.
Sang Wanci looked at her and believed the latter very seriously.
Because when there was no one around, Lu Zhiwei did not show his love frantically.
Sang Wanci replied politely: "Thank you."
Lu Zhiwei bent his eyes and smiled at her: "Mr. Sang, you're welcome."
He rubbed his nose while laughing, looking a little funny.
"If it really hurts, remember to apply some medicine when you go back."
Sang Wanci's gaze unconsciously passed over her forehead, which was smooth and plump, without even a single pimple. She retracted her gaze and turned around.
"I go first."
"Okay, Teacher Sang, go slowly."
Lu Zhiwei was very polite.
In the absence of a mission, she would not rashly get close to Sang Wanci, lest the favorability score be missed and the dislike score be full first.
She stood in place and looked at Sang Wanci's back, suddenly she felt conflicted in her heart.
She wanted to quickly save up to the fifth quest point to draw a lottery, but she was also afraid that the quest would give her another hand in the oil field and make her die in front of Sang Wanci again.
At that time, Sang Wanci might not be a matter of taking two steps back. It is estimated that a line will be drawn between the two of them, and whoever crosses the line will die.
Then she can only wait and see the boss beat the little monster to death.
Just as she was thinking, the system's voice sounded unexpectedly, which startled her.
[Mission release: Get her contact information from the heroine Sang Wanci.
[System prompt: No time-limited task.]
Lu Zhiwei: "??"
What is this non-time-limited task
Lao Wu explained: [The non-time-limited task means that the time is not counted, as long as you can get Sang Wanci's contact information, you will be considered as completed.]
Lu Zhiwei: "!"
She's OK, she's OK again!
Compared with the limited time, this kind of mission is simply an angel mission, it is specially here to send warmth!
Love it, love it, please post more non-time-limited tasks in the future.
Lu Zhiwei is on the ground full of energy!
- Draw, here I come!
Sang Wanci heard hurried footsteps, looked back, and asked in confusion, "Is there anything else?"
"Yes!" She controlled her volume and asked cautiously, "Ms. Sang, can I... add your contact information?"
It doesn't matter if you don't give it!
I can come back next time!
As long as the task is not limited, I, Lu Zhiwei, will still be a hero if I don't get electricity!
Of course, it would be even better if it could be given, let’s find out about every one in the lottery.
When the voice fell to the ground, there was silence.
They looked at each other, their eyes met.
Sang Wanci's eyes were full of scrutiny.
a few seconds later—
"Sorry, no."
Before confirming a person's character and character, she doesn't like to hand over the contact information rashly.
Lu Zhiwei's expression was not disappointed, and he thought it was so.
But it doesn't matter, the system won't call her.
She was thinking happily when the system suddenly popped out—
[System Judgment: The task of obtaining contact information failed.
[Punishment is about to be executed—]
Lu Zhiwei: "???"
Lu Zhiwei: [It was agreed that there is no time limit!]
Lao Wu stroked his chin and recalled: [It is unlimited, but I didn’t seem to say unlimited times, did I?]
Lu Zhiwei: […]
Old Wu: [You are still too young, silly boy.]
Her smile froze.
After a scream, she knelt down again.
They were both speechless again.
Such a familiar scene.
She cried and thought in her heart.
Even so, she had to endure the numbness, raised her head and smiled at Sang Wanci, and explained palely: "Mr. Sang, don't get me wrong, it's because your legs are weak, trust me."
Sang Wanci: "..."
What a bitter smile.