Lu Yinbing slept well that night and slept till dawn.
Xia Yitong was so excited that she didn't sleep at all. She started exercising at 12 o'clock, went to bed at 1:30, couldn't sleep, and at 4 o'clock she brought a small stool, wore a hat and a mask, and squatted at the door of Lu Yinbing. The light from the mobile phone screen was reflected on her delicate face. Although the hotel staff didn't get up so early, she still pulled the brim of her hat down to be on the safe side.
Xiaoxi simply washed her face and went to the next room to wake Lu Yinbing up. The lights in the corridor were not very bright. Xiaoxi put the room card in her pocket and looked at the person who looked like a large dog at Lu Yinbing's door. She didn't know whether it was a paparazzi or a bad guy. Both were bad. She looked around and quietly stepped back, intending to call the hotel security.
"Xiaoxi?"
The "big dog" spoke.
Xiaoxi was startled and looked at her through the crack in the door.
"It's me," "Large Dog" raised the brim of his hat, took off his mask, and said, "Xia Yitong."
Xiaoxi relaxed, walked out of the door, and asked in fear: "Teacher Xia, what are you doing here? You scared me. If I had gone in later, I would have called security directly, and it would have been terrible."
"Why is Xia Yitong waiting at Mr. Lu's room door in the middle of the night?" Xia Yitong asked jokingly.
"Why?" Xiaoxi followed her words.
"For..." Xia Yitong made the shape of "love" with her mouth, but no sound came out. She changed the subject and said seriously, "Find the feeling of the play. There is a scene where Chen Qing is guarding outside Jingxiu Gate. I will find the feeling of the play in advance."
The reason can be said to be quite legitimate and reasonable.
But Xiao Xi didn't believe her. A CP fan can make something sweet out of nothing. If Xiao Xi didn't eat the obvious sweets in front of her, she would be unworthy of her title of "Summer Ice" fan. Hmm... She didn't sleep at 4 o'clock and ran to the corridor full of mosquitoes to find a sense of drama. It was really convincing.
Of course, Xiaoxi still had to pretend on the surface. She pretended to believe it, put the room card close to the sensing area, and asked: "I'm going in to wake up Teacher Lu, you..."
Xia Yitong tore off the sight sticking to the door and stepped aside: "Please." She looked around and said seriously, "I'll try to find the sense of drama for a while."
What kind of drama are you looking for? A romantic relationship with a mosquito
Xiaoxi held back her laughter, opened the door, and immediately closed it again. It wasn't that she didn't want to continue eating candy, but if Lu Yinbing knew that she had let someone into her private territory without permission, she might get angry and fire her. It was true that Lu Yinbing lived a life of luxury, and it was also true that she was grumpy when she woke up and had a temper like a spoiled brat.
No matter how cute or noisy she is, Xiaoxi has observed her words and expressions for three years and knows where to go. As a member of Lu Yinbing's studio, she naturally puts her own artists first in everything.
Lu Yinbing was a little restrained when she woke up during filming. Three minutes was enough for her to calm down after being woken up by the alarm clock. Lu Yinbing opened her eyes and looked at the alarm clock: 4:33.
She got out of bed, and Xiaoxi had turned off the air conditioner at 28 degrees. Seeing that she looked refreshed, Xiaoxi stepped forward and said, "Teacher Xia is here."
Lu Yinbing looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Xiaoxi: "Teacher Xia is here."
Lu Yinbing looked at the sky outside the window, then turned back to look at the alarm clock, making sure that she was not asleep and confused. It was not night yet, so she tilted her head and asked, "Which teacher Xia?"
Xiao Xi lowered her head and said, "Teacher Xia Yitong, she was sitting outside the door when I came in just now. She must have been here for quite a while."
Lu Yinbing was speechless for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "Is she sick?"
"She said she was looking for a sense of drama."
"Is she sick?" Lu Yinbing's face showed a hint of anger. "Call her in!"
Xiaoxi went to open the door, and Xia Yitong was indeed still outside. Xiaoxi looked like she was praying for the best, and said in a low voice: "Teacher Lu, please come in. She seems a little angry."
Xia Yitong felt nervous when she heard that Lu Yinbing was angry, but she really wanted to see her, so she went in tremblingly. There was no one inside, and the sound of washing came from the direction of the bathroom.
Xiaoxi: "She just got up, please wait a moment."
Xia Yitong was naturally willing to wait. She had nowhere to put her eyes, so she subconsciously looked around. The quilt on the bed was a mess, and it looked like she didn't sleep well. It didn't matter. If it was... the same bed, she was good at sleeping and could sleep on the edge. What if Lu Yinbing rolled on top of her... Xia Yitong's face flushed slightly, and she thought to herself, "This is perfect."
The script was placed on the bedside, and I should have read it last night. The computer on the table was turned on, but the screen was dark. I didn't know whether it was in standby or turned off. There was a book next to the computer, a very thin one. Xia Yitong walked over and saw that the title was "The Garden of Forking Paths", and the author was Borges. She had no impression of this author at all, so she silently wrote down the book and the author's name with a sticky note, intending to go back and check it.
She looked around but didn't find her wishing bottle. A thought made her slightly happy: Did Lu Yinbing put it in the suitcase
Just as she had received her crude handicrafts before, this gift was accepted and not displayed in public to avoid getting it dusty. She guessed so because it made her very happy.
Lu Yinbing came out of the bathroom, already dressed. Her private clothes looked simple and low-key, but they were actually all first-line international brands, which perfectly matched her aloof temperament.
"What time did you come?" Lu Yinbing asked absentmindedly while standing in front of the dressing mirror and adjusting her collar.
"Four."
"Looking for a sense of drama?"
"Um."
"Which one?"
Xia Yitong repeated what she had said to Xiaoxi. She was not lying, there really was such a scene.
"Did you find it?"
“Not… not bad.”
In the mirror, Lu Yinbing's left index finger slid across her neck, and the corners of her lips curled up, revealing a slightly calculating smile: "Show it to me?"
"…" If I had known earlier, I would have said that I couldn't find it. What kind of performance would I have gotten? Xia Yitong regretted it so much, but her expression was calm. "Let's go to the set quickly. It's probably too late to perform now."
"It's only five minutes. I can cooperate with you."
"Match, match?" Xia Yitong almost bit her tongue, because this scene required rolling on the bed.
Lu Yinbing's eyes drifted towards the bed, with a smile on his face: "Now that we have the venue, shall we start now?"
"This..." Xia Yitong wanted to refuse. She-she-she was really not ready yet.
"Squat down." Lu Yinbing said, without any emphasis on her tone, even more gentle than usual. Xia Yitong immediately squatted down obediently, holding her head with both hands. If it weren't for the idol in front of her and her own artists beside her, Xiaoxi would have laughed out loud.
Teacher Xia really looks like a well-behaved large dog.
"Put your hands down." Lu Yinbing glanced at Xiaoxi, who was acting as the stage manager. He clapped his hands and made a crisp sound, hitting the board: "Action!"
Xia Yitong squatted on the ground, pretending to lean against the door, slowly building up her emotions. Lu Yinbing was three steps away from her, standing inside the door.
Xia Yitong's eyes were full of pity: "Your Highness..."
She was suddenly stuck.
It wasn't that she forgot the lines, because Lu Yinbing suddenly walked over, changed his expression from when he was immersed in the play, and condescendingly touched her soft head with his hand, then patted it, seemed to smile, and left immediately.
Xia Yitong was stunned. What... was going on
Xiaoxi followed behind Lu Yinbing, winked at her, and mouthed: "Let's go to the set, hurry up and catch up."
Lu Yinbing was walking in front, listening to the two people whispering behind him, and was in a good mood.
"What was Mr. Lu doing just now? Why is the acting going wrong the next moment?"
"Just to tease you."
Lu Yinbing blew a whistle, but it didn't sound. He looked around and saw that it was still dark and no one could see him, so he closed his mouth and stopped whistling. His eyebrows began to dance.
That afternoon, Qin Hanlin finished work early for the first time. He took his two beloved actors to change to a new room. On the way, Lu Yinbing repeatedly told him that she would not live in a room with a round bed and lace, which was full of romance. Qin Hanlin patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, you will definitely be satisfied."
Xia Yitong only asked softly: "Standard room or king-size bed room?"
Qin Hanlin chuckled twice but didn't answer. Lu Yinbing looked at Xia Yitong strangely and asked, "Do you want a standard room or a king-size bed room?"
Xia Yitong blushed and remained silent.
Qin Hanlin laughed so hard that he fell down. Lu Yinbing started to scold him for keeping her in suspense, calling him "damn old man" and "damn old man". Qin Hanlin was obviously in an overly good mood today and forgave her generously. Lu Yinbing said, "I heard that Mr. Zhan is going to invite a handsome guy to dinner tonight?"
Qin Hanlin stopped smiling and just glared at her. Lu Yinbing walked to the side and whispered to Xia Yitong, "Mr. Zhan has a lot of social events, and he always invites handsome guys to dinner. What he said is always true."
Xia Yitong still remembered her loss of composure from last time. She didn't want to experience having a wet dream in broad daylight a second time, so she moved her ear away.
The more she moved, the closer Lu Yinbing came. He even raised his eyebrows and said, "Why? Am I a scourge? You were filming fine today, but you're hiding from me again?"
Xia Yitong almost fell to her knees and swore to heaven, "I'm not, I'm just hot!"
Qin Hanlin's anger turned into joy, and he looked at the leading actor of his "Love and Dear" drama with a gratified smile like an old father.
The hotel was still the same hotel, and the room was a couple's suite. There was no lace and no mirrors, but the bed was round and the bathroom glass was frosted. Lu Yinbing thought it was satisfactory and agreed to stay.
The bed was a water bed, very big, warm in winter and cool in summer. The bathroom had a door, although it was also a frosted glass door, but you wouldn't see it when you were taking a shower, especially since there was a bathtub inside. Especially after Lu Yinbing asked about the price, she was even more satisfied. Qin Hanlin spent a huge amount of money, so she couldn't help but give him face, so she ripped him off.
Lu Yinbing asked: "Is there anything more expensive?"
Qin Hanlin smiled evilly: "There are more expensive ones, and all kinds of sex toys are available. Do you want them?"
"You smile like an ancient brothel madam." Lu Yinbing waved her hand in disdain, "Forget it, just make do with it."
Xia Yitong was fine with it throughout the whole process and had no objections, she was very happy.
Unexpectedly, living together was not as good as Xia Yitong had imagined. On the first night of living together, the two had almost unsolvable differences.