There is a line in "Forrest Gump": Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get.
Just like you never know when someone will take off your pants and turn on the air conditioner and take a picture of you...
Xia Yitong: “…”
The hand holding the phone had long fingers and very short nails. It was a woman's hand. Xia Yitong was not so paranoid that someone had stolen Lu Yinbing's room card and deliberately hid in the bathroom to take pictures of her. The most likely explanation was that Lu Yinbing was in the bathroom when she just walked in, but for some reason she didn't make any sound. Lu Yinbing didn't change her slippers, so she naturally thought that he hadn't come back.
Sure enough, as the door was opened, Lu Yinbing stepped out with long legs and raised the phone in his hand: "Shocking! In broad daylight, the popular first-line actress Xia Yitong actually blatantly took off her pants and acted like a hooligan in front of others!"
Xia Yitong covered herself with the blanket and begged, "Teacher Lu—"
"Hey." Lu Yinbing pretended to listen attentively, "What can I do for you?"
"Just delete it." Xia Yitong was in tears.
"How can you delete such a big piece of information?" Lu Yinbing looked at her calmly, "I worked so hard to lie in wait in the bathroom just for this moment. This photo will definitely be worth a lot of money if it is sold."
After Lu Yinbing finished saying this without changing her expression, she laughed in her heart: This skill of lying with open eyes must have been learned from Xia Yitong. There was no need for any hard ambush. Xia Yitong came in right after she entered the bathroom cubicle. Lu Yinbing simply hid in the corner of the room and deliberately did not make any sound, so Xia Yitong did not notice.
She originally planned to come out when Xia Yitong wasn't paying attention and scare her, but not only did it come true, it also had an unexpected effect.
"My dear teacher Lu." Xia Yitong put her hands together, pouted her mouth, put on a pitiful posture, and said coquettishly, "My dear teacher Lu, please, just delete it. If you like to see my photos, I will take other photos for you. Take as many as you want, okay?"
When these words came out, both of them were stunned at the same time.
Lu Yinbing remembered that he had secretly looked at Xia Yitong's Weibo photos before leaving the house this morning. His face flushed and he couldn't help but complain, "Did she see my phone screen this morning? Then why didn't she..."
Xia Yitong was shocked at her suddenly familiar tone, so familiar that it crossed the line. This kind of cute and coquettish attitude was only used when she was with her closest relatives and friends, and when she was in front of the media, but she actually spoke to Lu Yinbing like this so naturally.
Would Lu Yinbing think that she was being too aggressive? After all, she was probably just a friend who was a little closer than an acquaintance.
One was distracted and the other was worried, and they froze in place for a moment.
Time stood still for three seconds, and the two came to their senses at the same time, but Lu Yinbing was disappointed to find that Xia Yitong's weak expression that made people want to bully her was gone, and replaced by the calmness and composure she had always had.
Xia Yitong naturally also noticed the subtle changes in Lu Yinbing's expression, and didn't understand why her face suddenly turned bad.
"Teacher Lu?"
Lu Yinbing: "You..."
"What?"
Lu Yinbing said, "Make the same expression again."
"Just now?"
“It’s that expression with the hands clasped together.”
"Like this?" Xia Yitong did it again for her. Lu Yinbing was still not satisfied. She frowned and said, "There are more lines."
Lines
"My dear teacher Lu?"
"Um."
Eh? What kind of bad taste does Teacher Lu have? Xia Yitong automatically imagined "good brother" and "good sister" and was immediately embarrassed and shook her head frantically.
Lu Yinbing said unhappily, "What's with that expression on your face? Why is it so difficult for me to say something nice to you?"
"No, no," Xia Yitong shook her head, "You are good in every way, really! But true love should be kept in the heart, not just spoken casually."
"Let him go... I think you played the role of the Empress pretty well today." Lu Yinbing said seriously.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu, for the compliment." Xia Yitong almost died of laughter at her careless lip smack, but she still had to remain calm and humble on the surface. After all, Lu Yinbing thought that in the eyes of the public, she was still a lady from a noble family who never swore.
"You see, you like to hear me praise you, so praise me now."
Xia Yitong compromised, clasped his hands together, and bowed to her twice: "My good teacher Lu."
They were very proper, respectful, and sincere in their worship, but it didn't seem like they were worshipping a living person.
Lu Yinbing narrowed his eyes and said, "Xia Baobao, you are getting bolder and bolder."
As soon as the word "baby" came out of her mouth, Xia Yitong's heart trembled immediately. She felt her legs, which were numb just now, became even softer. She almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she was supported by a stool.
Before she could recover from the shock, Lu Yinbing quickly lifted the blanket that Xia Yitong had covered her legs with.
Xia Yitong screamed "Ah" completely out of reflex, and subconsciously stood up to grab the blanket from Lu Yinbing's hand. But she was half a head shorter than Lu Yinbing, and Lu Yinbing was standing on tiptoe to throw the blanket in the air. Xia Yitong, who was 166 cm tall, couldn't grab it even if she jumped up.
"Okay, Mr. Lu! I beg you."
"It's too late to reconcile with me now."
"I will worship you however you want me to."
"No way!"
The two of them chased each other around the edge of the bed, their shadows stuck together on the curtains.
…
Opposite the hotel, there is a paparazzi room that is slightly higher than Lu Xia and his room.
The lunch box smelled fragrant, and the sweet and sour eggplant was soft and mixed with the rice. A young man with long messy hair tied in a pigtail and dark circles under his eyes was quickly eating rice. Suddenly, he covered his chest and coughed hard, saying, "Water, water."
There was a telephoto lens mounted on a tripod by the window, with the angle tilted downward. A yellow-haired man was also staring at the two people's dark circles, his eyes wishing they could get into the lens, and it would be best if his eyes could ignite fire and burn the curtains.
Hearing his companion's call, he threw a bottle of water at hand to him without looking back, which was exactly what he wanted. The pigtailed boy took the water and gulped it down. He finally swallowed the sweet and sour eggplant rice stuck in the middle and cursed angrily: "Fuck it."
Huangmao rubbed his sore eyes and twisted his neck. He had been in this business for many years and was very experienced. He was calmer than Xiaobianzi. He asked, "Have you finished eating? If you're done, it'll be your turn to watch. I'm also very hungry."
"The pigtail was ignored by him and she lowered her head to eat silently. After three minutes, she finished her meal and drank the water. She opened a new bottle and put on the pigtail to look at the camera.
Huangmao opened the rice noodle lunch box, which was soaked and swollen. One noodle was as thick as two normal noodles. When he picked it up, it broke. He sighed, tilted the plastic lunch box over, and slurped it directly with his mouth. He bit into the Sichuan peppercorns, endured it, and waited for the next bite of rice noodles to swallow it down.
The pigtailed girl looked at the tight curtains in the camera, feeling dissatisfied. She turned around and complained to her senior, "Brother, you said that we came here to watch the show before it even started filming. How can we watch it without any information?"
The yellow-haired man raised his hand and threw one of the chopsticks over, hitting the pigtailed boy right on the forehead: "Work more, complain less, and turn it over to me."
"Brother, I'm not complaining." The pigtailed girl turned her head away, "Look, Teacher Xia always draws the curtains when she enters the room, and she always closes them tightly, never once, like we're anti-reconnaissance. It's better for us to live separately, at least the window is open, even if there's nothing, it's good to just look at her face and relax."
Huangmao threw another chopstick.
The pigtail covered his head and shouted, "Brother, why did you hit me again? Are you a javelin practitioner? You lose a position every time. It hurts."
Huang Mao took the last sip of soup and said, "Tsk, the taste is a bit strong, but that's enough to make him full." He stood up from the sofa and looked at Xiao Bian Zi with a deep, disappointed look, saying, "I wanted to train you to take over my job, but you don't have the acumen of a journalist. Why did they open up to us when they lived separately—"
The pigtail interrupted him weakly: "Brother, we are secretly filming..."
Huang Mao said righteously: "What is candid photography? Can journalists' photography be called candid photography? Besides, celebrities are all like this. They all look like icebergs and snow lotuses. They strongly condemn us, but secretly sell us information and ask for leaks to make us talk about things. Since they are in this industry, they should have known that everything should be supervised by us, the great people!"
Xiaobianzi always felt that something was wrong. An international celebrity like Lu Yinghou didn't need to be hyped. Teacher Xia has been very popular in the past two years. In addition to their studio, there are many people watching her. But since Huangmao said so, Xiaobianzi agreed, "Yes, yes, what you said makes sense."
"Where was I just saying?" Huangmao lit a cigarette for himself to wake himself up.
"Why do they let us monitor them when they live apart, but act like they are on guard against thieves every day when they live together? Is there something fishy going on?" Huang Mao said with a confident smile, "Even if there isn't a fish, we can still find one in the video. Keep watching. As long as we get the evidence, we won't have to worry about our livelihood for the next six months."
…
Lu Xia's room.
Xia Yitong and Lu Yinbing fought for a long time, but still failed to get her blanket. In a hurry, she suddenly had an idea and said, "Teacher Lu, you are so beautiful!"
Lu Yinbing stopped waving his hands.
There is a way. Xia Yitong was delighted and continued, "Teacher Lu, you are handsome and elegant in men's clothing, and you are as beautiful as a fairy in women's clothing! I think you are not a human—"
Lu Yinbing raised an eyebrow.
Xia Yitong spitted and said, "It must be a fairy from heaven who came down to earth! Do you know why there is no Chang'e on the moon now? I'm so jealous of you that I'm dying of jealousy!"
Lu Yinbing raised the corner of his mouth, loosened his grip, and returned the blanket to her.