After Entering a Book, He Just Wants to be a Flower Vase

Back in the West Wing, seeing that Jiang Dao hadn't fallen asleep, Chu Yinlong felt a little sorry.

"The pastor has something to do with me, so I was delayed for a while." He said, walked to the socket by the door, unplugged the fully charged earphones, plugged in the phone again, called up the e-book and started playing, and finally handed the earphones to Jiang Dao. "Listen."

"Thanks." Jiang Dao took the earphones and said casually, "It might rain, I wonder if we can still do activities tomorrow."

"Huh?" Chu Yinlong took off his T-shirt and changed into pajamas, wondering, "Where did you read the weather forecast?"

"No," Jiang Dao did not shy away from staring at Chu Yinlong's broad back. He kept staring at Chu Yinlong's broad back until he changed into his pajamas, and then lazily withdrew his gaze. Son... either at night or tomorrow morning, it will definitely rain."

Chu Yinlong smiled and lay down on the bed: "So magical?"

Jiang Dao pouted: "Forget it if you don't believe me."

Chu Yinlong really didn't believe it: "I read the forecast for the past few days before I set off, and there is no rain."

Jiang Dao sneered at this: "This place has both lakes and mountains, and the weather forecast for more than six hours is all hooliganism."

"Okay," Chu Yinlong said helplessly, "Jiang Daxian, go to sleep."

"Huh..." Jiang Dao didn't bother to explain any more, and changed into a comfortable position to hug the quilt, closed his eyes to brew sleep, and fell asleep in the magnetic voice of the scholar in a short while.

In the dark room, Chu Yinlong turned his head to look in the direction of Jiang Dao.

The big boy fell asleep very quickly, and slept soundly, with long breaths, and he did not appear to be affected by insomnia at all.

But thinking about this noon, he failed to wake up Jiang Dao, who was haunted by nightmares, after calling several times, and then he took off his earphones, and the child opened his eyes almost immediately... The thing about insomnia if you don’t listen to the sound is completely incomprehensible. like cheating.

I just don't know how Jiang Dao developed this strange habit.

However, there are quite a lot of people with eccentricities in this world, and Chu Yinlong didn't intend to ask them in detail.

He unfolded the quilt in the dark, ready to sleep, but he didn't want to pull the quilt too much, and his hand accidentally touched Jiang Dao's hand beside him.

In the next second, Chu Yinlong felt his fingers being grabbed by someone suddenly.

"Jiangdao?" In the darkness, Chu Yinlong called out in surprise.

Jiang Dao took a long breath, obviously not awake.

However, he still held Chu Yinlong's little finger tightly. Chu Yinlong tentatively wanted to take his hand away, but his fingers were clenched even tighter.

Helpless, Chu Yinlong decided to wait for Jiang Dao to fall asleep and let go, so he didn't forcefully break it open.

Pulling the quilt with the other hand, he lay down straight according to the usual sleeping position, and soon fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

When Jiang Dao woke up the next day, he heard the sound of rain.

The sky was dim, and there was no smell of mud in the air. Obviously, it had been raining for a long time, and the dust had been washed away long ago.

Hearing the clear sound of rain, Jiang Dao was in a trance for a moment before realizing that the earphones had fallen off.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his hand to his ear in amazement to confirm the whereabouts of the earphones, but suddenly found that what he was holding in his arms was not the quilt, but the arm of the man beside him. The touch of the skin was tightly attached to his arms, bringing the other person's slightly higher body temperature, as if it was slowly penetrating into his body.

Jiang Dao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked at Chu Yinlong's face, hoping that the man who had been hugged by him in a daze hadn't woken up yet.

Who knows, when he looked up, his eyes met.

Jiang Dao: ...

Chu Yinlong: ...

Dazed for a moment, Chu Yinlong got up, pulled his arm away without a trace, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched.

Jiang Dao took the opportunity to turn over, pulled the quilt over his waist, and pretended nothing happened.

The silence in the room lasted for a long time, and Chu Yinlong found the topic first: "It's really raining."

Jiang Dao turned over, raised his head, and said lazily, "How is it? Do you believe me now?"

"I believe it, I believe it." Chu Yinlong smiled, got up and walked to the door, and picked up the mobile phone that was charging.

Immediately afterwards, he gave a suspicious "hmm": "Last night, the Internet may have been disconnected, and the e-book was stopped... You didn't sleep all night?"

Only then did Jiang Dao recall the unresolved doubts just now.

After being dazed for a moment, he raised his hand and touched the empty ear, then turned over and searched on the bed, and finally shook out a bluetooth headset from the piled quilt.

"What's the situation?" Chu Yinlong couldn't help asking.

"I...uh, I fell asleep on the earphones you lent me." Jiang Dao said, "I don't know when they fell off."

Chu Yinlong was even more surprised: "You dropped your earphones, did you wake up?"

"I don't know why I didn't wake up." Jiang Dao frowned, looking down at the small earphone in his hand, trying to recall if he had any dreams last night, but in the end he found nothing.

He slept very well last night, otherwise he wouldn't even notice that the earphones fell off.

Chu Yinlong stepped forward, rummaged with Jiang Dao for a while, and took out another earphone from the pillow.

Putting the earphones back into the charging case, Jiang Dao had a strange expression on his face: "It's strange, since I...uh, I haven't fallen asleep without listening to the sound for a long time."

"How did you develop this problem?" Chu Yinlong asked jokingly.

"I can't remember." Jiang Dao naturally didn't answer seriously.

However, Chu Yinlong didn't pursue a casual topic. He opened the door and looked at the heavy rain outside, and said, "The filming crew hasn't gone up the mountain yet, so there probably won't be any activities this morning...I don't know what to do with the ingredients for lunch."

At this time, Jiang Dao had already got up and was about to change clothes, and was surprised when he heard this: "It won't really make us hungry, right?"

Chu Yinlong turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "Maybe?"

Jiang Dao looked at the rain outside the window: "When I was running yesterday morning, I found a lot of wild vegetables nearby. I can go out in the rain and dig some back, so I can cook a barley meal."

Chu Yinlong smiled and asked: "Do you still recognize wild vegetables?"

Jiang Dao made a proud face: "My ability to survive in the wild is very strong. It's just a meal, but it won't trouble me."

After tidying up and washing up, seeing that the rain wasn't going to stop in a short time, Jiang Dao knew that his morning jog would be ruined, so he went back to the bedroom and started strength training.

Chu Yinlong came back from washing, and smiled when he saw this: "It's quite hard work."

While doing squats, Jiang Dao said, "I can't help it, my body is too weak, so I can't do it without practicing."

Chu Yinlong sat down by the bed, watched Jiang Dao finish a set of training, and suddenly said: "Weak? I saw you still have a little muscle in the morning. Idol stars, it's enough to train like this, and you can do it again." gone."

Jiang Dao gave him a white look: "I still want to train like you, who doesn't want eight-pack abs."

Chu Yinlong was noncommittal, and was about to say something, when he suddenly heard the phone vibrate, and turned around to pick it up: "What's the matter?"

It was his assistant who called: "Jiang Dao's cell phone is unavailable. His agent found me and said that he booked a flight to Lin City tomorrow morning for him to attend an audition there."

Chu Yinlong raised his eyebrows: "An audition?"

The assistant said: "Yes, his agent didn't go into details, but I checked carefully. Tomorrow, there will be several crews auditioning in Dulin Film and Television City in Linshi. But the one that fits Jiangdao's positioning best is a film called "The Peach Demon." The web drama "Demon"..."

"You don't need to report these things to me." Chu Yinlong interrupted the assistant, "I'll ask him to call his agent back when his cell phone is returned."

Hearing that the call might be related to him, Jiang Dao stopped training, turned over and sat on the ground, and looked at Chu Yinlong suspiciously.

On the phone, the assistant spoke faster: "But, boss, the director of that web drama is Li Cheng."

Chu Yinlong paused slightly with the hand holding the phone. After a while, he asked, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." The assistant replied, "But whether the opportunity Galaxy Media gave Jiang Dao is his team is not sure."

Chu Yinlong was silent, looking at Jiang Dao, his eyes fell on the big boy's sweaty, slightly red face, and stayed for a long time.

Ejima raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"Understood, let me ask." Chu Yinlong said briefly, "Hang up."

After cutting off the communication, he lowered his eyes and sent a few messages on his mobile phone. But because the time was too early, Chu Yinlong waited for a long time without waiting for a reply, so Chu Yinlong threw away the phone irritably, walked to the door of the house, and looked at the dense rain curtain outside.

"Looking for my number?" Jiang Dao broke the silence.

"Well," Chu Yinlong said in a calm tone, "I said I booked a flight ticket to Linshi tomorrow for you to attend an audition."

audition?

Why doesn't he remember what script the villain Jiang Dao in the book received during this period?

Oh... yes, for the plot in the book, Jiang Dao was acting as a monster in the crew of "Falling Love" at this time, so he probably missed the audition.

Jiang Dao sighed.

Sure enough, what should come still cannot be avoided.

He could refuse Chu Yinlong's invitation, but it was impossible to bluntly refuse the job arrangement given to him by the company.

"Don't want to go?" Chu Yinlong asked.

"I don't want to go, but I still have to go. I can't refuse the company's arrangement." Jiang Dao said, smiling slyly, "But...it doesn't matter. The performance will be almost there, so it's fine if you don't get selected."

Chu Yinlong raised his eyebrows: "So you don't want to act?"

Jiang Dao nodded: "Well, I just don't want to act."

At this time, there was a message on the phone, and Chu Yinlong clicked on it immediately. After chatting with the other party for a few words, his face became more and more serious, and his brows furrowed unknowingly.

After a long time, Chu Yinlong locked the phone, put it back in his pocket, and looked at Jiang Dao with complicated eyes.

Jiang Dao: "What?"

Chu Yinlong continued the topic they had just discussed, and said, "The director of the movie you want to audition for is Li Cheng. You look... no matter how poorly you perform in the audition, Li Cheng will definitely give you a role, and the role Not too low."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Dao was surprised: "What do you mean? Do you know the director I want to audition for?"

There was a sneer on the corner of Chu Yinlong's mouth: "Li Cheng is a man who is as rich as gold and jade. People who don't know him probably don't know that he likes beautiful boys. In recent years, he has used the resources in his hands to sleep a lot. Jin Yiren, if you really hit him..."

Jiang Dao's face became colder, and he stared straight at Chu Yinlong with calmness in his eyes.

"...So, you'd better not go to that audition, otherwise, once you get a role, the company will let you act, and you won't be able to refuse." Chu Yinlong said, his voice softened a little, and he took the role that he himself had never done before. Feeling helpless, "Of course, it's just a suggestion. How to decide is up to you."

After a long time, Jiang Dao raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He looked at Chu Yinlong, his eyes were full of self-mockery: "This is why I don't want to stay in the entertainment industry."

It may be late, but it will come anyway.

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