No one spoke on the way back from the cemetery to the car.
Duan Changke didn't mind at all that her leather shoes and trousers were splashed with water. Holding an umbrella, she walked slowly with Fang Lin.
When he approached the gate, Fang Lin was worried that he would meet passers-by who would recognize him, so he put his hat on his head and zipped up his clothes, only his eyes were exposed.
Duan Changke chuckled very caringly: "I'm afraid of being photographed, so just now we two walked out one after the other."
Fang Lin turned his head to look at him, his eyes shone even brighter even though he was covered by a large coat, and he said frankly, "I can't bear to walk one after the other."
He heard Duan Changke chuckle, but didn't answer.
The two got into the car, Fang Lin thought about going back to tidy up the house when he was free today, but before he could speak, his phone vibrated, and Tao Le's excited voice was about to shatter his phone through the receiver when he answered it: "Lin! !"
Fang Lin blocked one ear with his finger: "Remember to give me a hint before firing next time, do you want me to be deaf?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! But I'm here to talk to you!" Tao Le's apology was distracted, but the volume basically didn't drop, and he almost shouted, "You know what! You tried it!! The point is not this question!"
"Ah? A test?" Fang Lin didn't even dare to take his seat right away, "Is it a test for a movie?"
"Which one else can there be! At that time, there were several TV dramas, but this was the only one that rushed to submit their resumes!"
The new film by cutting-edge director Qin Feng, the screenwriter is his friend in the circle, the two spent two years just working on the script, there is no shortage of investors and buyers, and now the preparations have naturally attracted the attention of countless people.
At that time, he did try male number three without hope before recording the second episode of the variety show, and he remembered the spectacular scene of actors’ photos all over the wall, not to mention that the audition clips were not very handy at the time, so he didn’t dare to embrace it at all. hope.
"Are you notified of the second test? When? What should I prepare? Have I told you all?" Fang Lin became energetic in an instant, and became excited along with Tao Le, "Then where am I going to find you now?"
"I'll consolidate the files and send them to you later." Tao Le paused suddenly, and coughed after a while, as if deliberately lowering his voice, "But there's one more thing."
The worst case scenario is nothing more than failure in the second test, but being selected is already surprising enough, Fang Lin's mood did not follow Tao Le's turning point: "What's the situation?"
"The situation is... after the director got to know the information about each of the actors shortlisted for the second audition, he felt that you might not be suitable for the male number three," Tao Le originally wanted to continue to play tricks, but it was really not that kind of material, so he just shook it all out, " He said! Let you try the protagonist!"
Fang Lin thought he heard it wrong: "Me?"
"Yes! I even sent a new script to go back and think about it!"
He held his phone in a daze for a while, then turned his head and said to Duan Changke, "You... pinch me."
"Ah? Who are you talking to?" Tao Le couldn't hear the words just now because the volume was low. "Forget it, I'll ask Brother Xia to send you a detailed email. I don't need to come here today. You just take this opportunity to digest it." , hang up, Lin!"
"It's okay, it's okay." Fang Lin pressed his phone and nodded until Tao Le ended the communication.
Because the other party's voice was too loud just now, and Duan Changke was close and heard the content naturally, she simply made a decision for Fang Lin: "Go back to the apartment."
Fang Lin was still sitting still, and waited for the email reminder to be sent. He looked nervously at the document with a few words on it, and checked it three times before he was sure that what Tao Le said was true. of.
Although compared with the first audition, a large part of the actors must have been screened out, but there are not too few people who stayed to join the second audition.
The film has been approved before, and the tentative title is "Xushan Xing". It is considered a semi-biographical martial arts, and it is not particularly wide in terms of audience. And Qin Feng's personal style has always been very strong, the pictures are not bright but have a low-key sharpness, neat and clean, and the masterpieces written by his friends are also full of drama style.
The script was not complete at the time, and only a small part of the required auditions was given. Now, more content has been sent. In summary, it is actually very simple. It is the story of the protagonist who spends his whole life pursuing "stop".
Fang Lin downloaded the attachment and planned to go back and read it slowly.
At this time, Duan Changke had been observing him for a long time, Fang Lin suddenly raised his head, put his hand on Duan Changke's, and called him; "President Duan."
"I heard it just now." Duan Changke followed his movements and pressed the knuckles of his fingers intentionally or unconsciously, "The opportunity is once in a lifetime, so I won't say congratulations."
"Qin Feng, it's Qin Feng." Fang Lin knew that he looked stupid now, but he didn't have the time to mind, "I was able to pass his try..."
Duan Changke brushed his hair: "Yes."
Fang Lin raised his head from between his fingers, and joked with Duan Changke: "I heard that Director Qin never chooses roles based on relationships. You won't spend a lot of money this time and finally buy a leading role?"
Duan Changke raised her eyebrows: "Yes, Director Qin finally agreed that the position of the leading actor must be yours."
Fang Lin originally wanted to act according to what he said, but probably because he was in a good mood now, he didn't think about what to say, so he just burst out laughing: "Then I can prepare to pack my luggage now."
"Okay," Duan Changke pinched his fingers, and gently hugged him from one side, "But Director Qin said that we should not go for the second test when we are notified. Anyway, be safe and stay with me for a while."
So Fang Lin buried himself in his arms and laughed, and after a while, he finished laughing, and reached out to hug his waist again.
Old Wu was still driving the car dutifully and without squinting.
He thinks that his heart is already very strong now. He has honed his firmness since he suspected that Duan Changke was a minor at the beginning, although he still doesn't know whether the little star is really going to get a new role, or whether he will wait for a while. He wouldn't be distracted by the sound of sticky water coming from the back seat.
He literally applauded himself inwardly.
It's a pity that the voice he thought of didn't come from the back seat for a while, but Duan Changke said: "Actually, I really invested money in this movie."
But it has nothing to do with Fang Lin, Hailin has always had the intention to cooperate, and the background behind him is also better, purely from the praise of Qin Feng and from a commercial point of view.
"I know," Fang Lin was not surprised, "Qin Feng's movies are normal, it's a pity not to get a share."
"Aren't you going to ask anything else this time?"
It won't be like before, pretending not to care despite trying hard, and giving all the credit for getting the role to Duan Changke, and I don't even believe that anyone will really appreciate me.
"There's no need to ask." Fang Lin raised his face to look at him, "This time I really believe that I didn't rely on other external conditions."
"Very good." Duan Changke patted him on the back in satisfaction.
He seems to have become a little more confident.
Aware of this, and aware of Duan Changke's intentions in his actions, Fang Lin felt even better. He didn't call Duan Changke at all, and just pulled his tie and kissed him.
—Old Wu finally heard a bit of sticky water stains.
However, the two still paid a little attention to the driver's psychological shadow area, and did not light a fire in the car.
It was not too late before returning to the apartment, and Fang Lin even wanted to drag Duan Changke to the supermarket to buy some things and make dinner, but after thinking about it, it was better to be more cautious, otherwise Tao Le hadn't found out anything from him, so he went directly to the In the hot search on the headlines, it was found that the real hammer of love, maybe she would cry and rush to the temple to shave her hair and go home.
Therefore, in order to preserve Tao Le's hair, he finally chose to bear the pain and go alone.
During dinner, he received a message from Meng Jinyu, and only then did he realize that today is also the broadcast day of the "Yubo" variety show, and it should happen to be the episode when he left the team directly after one day and one night, and then quit the recording.
"Someone has read the pilot version, and there are already entries saying that you turned your face and refused to record." Meng Jinyu sounded a little annoyed, "It's not that I won't help you, but my company told me not to happen. You know that Weibo is full of They are operating, if I post it without their consent, I will probably die miserably again."
After all, when Fang Lin was maliciously edited and cursed indiscriminately by Meng Jinyu's fans, Meng Jinyu himself was pressed down on his phone to keep him from speaking.
The company team that specializes in cultivating traffic is indeed like this. Fang Lin has seen it before, so he didn't take it seriously: "Didn't they talk about something big, I'll eat when it's done."
Meng Jinyu cried on the other end: "I really want to eat your meal too! The fat-reducing meal is really too painful, I beg you to come soon for the next recording."
Fang Lin gave a vague "oh", hung up the phone without continuing the conversation, and put the phone aside to serve soup.
The apartment that didn't seem to have much fireworks was built by him in this way, which made it less indifferent and more simple and ordinary.
"The dishwasher is really one of the best inventions in the world." Fang Lin threw the beef stew pot into the dishwasher, "Every time I throw it in, I can get a supreme sense of happiness at this moment."
Duan Changke, who was determined to give up on cooking, leaned aside to watch him.
Later, the variety show played the scene where Fang Lin left. After all, he had already been on a hot search before, and he understood Boss Hailin's attitude of turning a blind eye to this. Two seconds after entering the door, he entered the mirror directly.
This scene is also the place with the most barrage in the entire issue.
"Hi everyone, let me introduce myself. You can call me Mrs. Duan."
"Why can I watch the scene for only two seconds ten times over and over again! This man is not an idol! Is he poisonous!"
"Help, I want to be a speck of dust and wander around in the folds of his suit, but unfortunately his suit has no wrinkles and is spotless too..."
"Upstairs is a bit good at bragging, but I only know how handsome it is."
"Ahhh so handsome!!"
"Although we lost Little Chef Fang because of these two seconds."
"It's not important, it's not important, I can give up 'Walk in the rain' for the cp of the boss x little star."
"?? You cult! But I knock."
"So no one knows what happened now? Curious"
"It might be some kind of announcement. I heard that he has been working quite a lot recently."
"Meng Jinyu wants to guard the empty room alone, I can, let me go to sleep"
"Hi everyone, this is the fifteenth time I've looked back at this man's picture. Are there any early interview videos or magazines to satisfy my hunger? The child is really dying."
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much a star idol is , what is a star idol
Fang Lin stared at the barrage above, and would read it out when encountering explicit ones, which disturbed Duan Changke from working.
He even used a cadenced reciting tone, reading a bunch of gossip on the Internet like a foreign movie translation accent.
"Ah—husband—I want to be Hailin's wife—"
"Hello—I study media—how can I—submit my resume—"
"Oh-god-how he's-serious-and so-attractive-"
With a sound of "da", Duan Changke simply closed the computer, walked over and looked down at the person who was reading the comments with great interest: "Is it over?"
Fang Lin was indeed different after he came back today. He looked at him with wide eyes, and continued to read those oily bullet screens with a bit of earthy taste: "Ah—duan Duan—if I become—your collar clip—don't you? just—press me to your chest—”
It just so happened that Duan Changke hadn't changed her clothes yet, but she took off her suit jacket, revealing half of her silver rose collar clip, which was less mature and formal, and more casual outside the rules.
After being stared at by him for a long time, Fang Lin finally felt a little timid, and reached out to pick off his collar clip. Looking around, he said to him: "Your collar clip today is really unique..."
Before finishing speaking, Duan Changke asked again: "Why don't you read it?"
Fang Lin began to quibble: "Isn't it because I had a premonition that I would be scolded for quitting the recording? I read the barrage related to you to distract me from my depression."
Duan Changke looked at him, but didn't speak.
Fang Lin slapped his eyelashes up and down: "Mr. Duan?"
"Then I won't read it anymore." Fang Lin went to pull his sleeve, and was about to say something when he heard Duan Changke speak.
"Sometimes I think you are smart, and sometimes I think you are stupid." Duan Changke said unhurriedly, "I didn't care at all when I was hacked, but now I have to worry about this kind of barrage."
Duan Changke took off his tie: "How can anyone be jealous of comments?"
"I didn't!" Fang Lin retorted immediately, "I was...in..."
It's over, I can't find the words at once.
"Actually, it's not that I'm jealous, it's just that it's weird..." In the end, he simply gave up on himself and lowered his head, his voice became smaller and smaller, "I just think the title 'Mrs. Duan' is really... weird..."
Isn't that called jealousy
Duan Changke said with a faint smile: "Then you just said the collar clip, read it again and listen to it?"
Fang Lin got stuck, and punched hard when he was in a mess, and now he was about to retell the story and began to promise: "Duan, Duan Duan, if I... I become your... collar clip, you... can you... hold me down Chest..."
As soon as I finished reading, I sighed with horror: "I'm sorry I was wrong, I will never read such oily sentences again—"
But in the next second, Duan Changke finally stopped teasing him about the height difference, but raised his hand to take off the rose collar clip.
Fang Lin didn't know what he was going to do, so he didn't dare to move for a while.
Duan Changke stretched out his hand, and gently clamped the delicate silver rose upright in the breast pocket of Fang Linmianrou's pajamas. It should not match, but he smiled and took a step back to take a closer look.
"how… "
"Then now," Duan Changke stood up and looked at him, like a joke, but also like a gentle courtship, "the rose is planted on your chest, can you not think about it tonight?"
Fang Lin thought in the middle of the night, maybe he was still a little jealous at that time.
It's just that I didn't realize it.
Like a naive child who wants to pretend to be mature, in fact, he wants to show off to everyone.
He actually didn't mind those titles, because he hadn't called them out yet, and he was so thin-skinned that he could only pretend to be joking, and he didn't want to admit it when he was exposed.
However, he was lucky again.
Unlike those virtual worlds that are tens of thousands of kilometers away and do not know their faces, everything he has at this moment is real.
Fang Lin's lip was cut a little, and he tasted a very faint fishy smell. He wanted to raise his neck, but his Adam's apple was wet and red, but his body was very soft. As soon as his waist was raised, he fell down again.
But the point is.
He saw Duan Changke's tense muscles because of the movement range, the faint blue veins on his forehead, his uncontrollable growl, his tireless movements like a beast, the wet and hot sweat dripping on his back...
He is obsessed with Duan Changke's appearance of being out of control.