After the Official Announcement of the OO Love with the Actress

"What are you doing in a hurry..." Lu Tu climbed into the RV and saw Lin Ke lying on the bed, "Hey! I haven't removed my makeup yet!"

Lin Ke's long eyelashes fluttered and fluttered, and the pinna of the ear was pink and translucent, and clear veins could be seen.

Lu Tu was amazed: "Do you want to put a cooling patch on you?"

Lin Ke shook his eyelashes, pursed his lips into a line, and hesitated.

Lu Tu: "When you were filming inside, I chatted with Fang Wuyu outside for a while, and she talked about you."

Lin Ke's heart tightened: "What did you say?"

Lu Tu replied as if you were honored, "Mr. Fang said you are talented and have a bright future."

That's it?

Lin Ke didn't know if he should take a sigh of relief.

Lu Tu said with emotion: "I don't know how Lu Meng is doing now."

Lin Ke raised his eyes: "Why did you mention her?"

Lu Tu said: "You think I think? I've been surfing the Internet for a day, can I not see it? It's still arguing, and the topic has been suppressed... Sooner or later, it will explode. By the way, How did you shoot today?"

It should be alright, Lin Ke thought, she had kissed Lin Bingran in a daze, and after the last kiss scene, Shen Feng could not wait to give her a thumbs up.

"You can compete with the actress." Lin Ke said immodestly.

The nanny car started and drove all the way to the hotel. Lu Tu flipped through his phone and reminded Lin Keshao to surf the Internet.

In Lin Ke's words: "Did someone change me?"

Lin Ke guessed that Lu Tu did not shy away from saying: "It's all cp fans who are self-climaxing. It is said that Fang Wuyu and Lin Bingran won the award for 'no return', and the two are now a couple again , How suitable is this kind of literary and emotional film. Only fans quarreled with cp fans, saying that they wanted to kill their sister, and several groups of people made trouble. Don't worry about it, there are many ways to cast roles in movies, where are the fans? Say what you say, naive."

"But..." In the second half of the sentence, Lu Tu took care of Lin Ke's emotions and said cryptically: "Doing this business requires a sense of crisis, don't worry, just film well."

Lin Ke looked out the window, but understood the meaning of the last two words.

However, as an investor, Lin Bingran has a history of changing movie actors midway.

The award-winning "No Return", Fang Wuyu's role once belonged to another actor named Lu Meng.

In the middle of the filming process that year, Lin Bingran made the decision to replace Lu Meng, and found Fang Wuyu who was still studying at the medical school.

After "No Return" won the award, along with the applause of flowers, was the abuse and boycott of the whole network.

Eight years ago, on the same day that "No Return" won the award, Lu Meng committed suicide by cutting his wrists due to severe depression and entered the hospital, and then moved overseas. Until the past two years, Lu Meng could still be seen in third-rate foreign films. Lu Meng has been chasing her dreams. She is not silent. Her tenacity in struggle has attracted a group of fans who are still boycotting Lin Bingran.

Especially in the past two years, online marketing has become popular, and bad marketing accounts have become popular, others have spent money to buy articles from Hei Lin Bingran, and there are people who are deep in the self-media range to earn clicks. Lin Bingran The more popular it is, the more popular it is in those days.

There is a saying that has been passed down to this day.

—Lin Bingran soared up to 90,000 miles, stepping on Lu Meng's body.

"You said..." Lin Ke asked Lu Tu, "Is there something else that happened back then? Why did Lin Bingran never explain it?"

Lu Tu was replying to the message on his mobile phone, and he said casually: "It's true that the role has changed, and that Lu Meng's attempted suicide is true. It's over, what's there to explain."

Lin Ke felt that her lungs were pinched by a big hand. Her chest was stagnant and she couldn't breathe well. She opened the car window to breathe, and a hot air rushed in, diluting the air conditioner in the RV.

Lu Tu returned to his senses and said, "Don't think about it, I know you don't like Lin Bingran, and I didn't let you do anything else. After work, you still think about these things, don’t you feel sorry for yourself?”

Lin Ke started to pull the seat cushion, clicked on WeChat, the message of the big devil is still in the state of unanswered, and the last one is still asking where the Buddha jumped over the wall.

Lu Tu turned his head and closed the car window, and said, "The weather forecast says there will be showers, don't turn on the air conditioner all night when you sleep at night, be careful of catching a cold. Where's the tea that Lin Ying gave you? Go back and drink two cups to prevent the heat and cold."

Lin Ke lowered his head, his eyes fixed on the screen of the mobile phone, and hummed.

Before it was late at night, the steaming ground brushed the ground to usher in a torrential rain.

At ten o'clock, Fang Wuyu went into 601 with a medicine box.

Lin Bingran was sitting on the sofa with a small blanket on his body, his nose was red, and he sneezed loudly.

"Ache—" Lin Bingran rubbed his nose.

Guo Rongrong took the remote control to turn off the air conditioner, and the other party said without worry: "After soaking in water for a few hours, I felt a little uncomfortable after coming back. I'm not sure if I have a cold."

Fang Wuyu: "Have you taken your temperature?"

Guo Rongrong: "37.3 low-grade fever, Dr. Fang, I'll pour you a glass of water."

Fang Wuyu gave Lin Bingran a thermometer, checked her mouth and eyes, and said, "It's not serious, I'll just prescribe some medicine."

The tip of Lin Bingran's nose was burning red, like a sick beauty: "I will delay your trip."

"Have you eaten dinner? I'll make something for you." Fang Wuyu said.

Lin Bingran: "No appetite."

Fang Wuyu: "I haven't followed your scene for many years."

Lin Bingran tightened the blanket, his head was dizzy and he just wanted to sleep, "What's wrong?"

Fang Wuyu: "Sister, do I still have a chance to act?"

Guo Rongrong poured a glass of water for eight lifetimes.

Lin Bingran answered clearly: "It's difficult, prescribe some heavy medicine."

Fang Wuyu prescribed the medicine, mixed a few flavors and handed it to Lin Bingran, saying, "You take good care of Lin Ke."

The door was knocked, Lin Bingran swallowed a handful of pills, and a bitter taste permeated his lips and teeth.

Fang Wuyu took a few steps out of the sofa area and opened the door before Guo Rongrong.

Lin Ke's palm was hot: "...I, I'll bring Mr. Lin some food."

The people on the sofa piled up, turned around, and saw Lin Ke holding a crock in his arms, standing awkwardly outside the 601 door.

"No need," Fang Wuyu lowered his eyes, "Thank you again, I'll go make some appetizers for her in the future."

Lin Ke became more and more embarrassed, as if she came here to make fun of herself, Lin Bingran's lover was there, why did she come to join in the fun?

Guo Rongrong and Fang Wuyu, one tall and the other short, covered the door, as if two generals, regarded the 601 nameplate as Nantianmen.

Lin Bingran walked out. After a cold, his sense of smell was not as good as before. Only when he got closer could he smell the simmering soup.

"For me?" Lin Bingran stretched out his hand, hooked one of the hands of the crock pot and fished it into his arms, lifted the lid of the cup, and the aroma was fragrant.

Drumsticks, ribs, abalone, sea cucumbers, scallops, mushrooms, tendons, pigeon eggs, etc., simmer for two hours on slow fire to form a pot of thick soup, which is a simple version of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.

The heavy rain was raging, and the takeaway could not be delivered. Lin Ke pestered the hotel chef to make it.

When she went upstairs, she was full of anxiety, and when she knocked on the door, she was full of anxiety, Fang Wuyu twisted the door, and her hanging heart almost fell to the ground.

Now Lin Bingran appeared in time, like she saved her life.

Lin Ke hesitantly said: "...The water was cold when filming in the afternoon. I'm afraid you catch a cold, so I'll send you something good to make up for."

Lin Bingran showed a surprise, making people suspect that a little food could deceive her.

Fang Wuyu was silent for two seconds, then smiled and said, "It smells so good? Am I lucky enough to have a sip?"

Lin Ke didn't have time to answer, Lin Bingran let out a breath of hot air, frowned and said, "Don't joke with children."

Fang Wuyu had no choice but to apologize, "I'm talking too much."

Lin Bingran complained with a glance, meaning that he disliked Fang Wuyu's ambiguous words, for fear of causing Lin Ke to think wildly.

Lin Ke looked at it and thought that he really needed to come this time, but Buddha Jumps over the Wall promised Lin Bingran early, so he should repay her favor to accompany him in the play.

The agent has always been hands-on, and as soon as Lin Ke returned to the room, Lu Tu sent a message.

【What are you doing in the kitchen? 】

Lin Ke pouted and replied: [I'm hungry, I stole a tomato to eat. 】

Lu Tu: [Stupid. 】

Lin Ke looked at the mirror in the bathroom, where he was stunned.

She's really stupid.

Lin Ke poked his index finger on the mirror, poked, poked, poked, and he was discouraged.

The phone beeps.

Lin Ke grabbed it and took a look.

The Great Demon King: [Why not sprinkle chopped green onion? 】

Lin Ke pursed his lips and forgot about this.

Inscrutable reply: [Do you want to question the level of the chef? 】

The hair came with a picture of a clean bowl.

The Great Demon King: [Do you want the pot back? 】

Lu Tu sent a message to let Lin Ke read the notice.

The previous depression had not disappeared, Lin Ke was going to digest it for two seconds before replying, she clicked on the notice, and suddenly, it was difficult to breathe, and the person turned into a cat. Picking and picking the sheets, picking and picking.

Little Heizi: [Put it back in the kitchen. 】

Co-ordination of the Aite people in the group.

Guo Rongrong poked her phone and said, "The sixty-ninth scene will be filmed tomorrow."

Lin Bingran's belly was round, leaning on the sofa, the script was placed on the coffee table in front of him, and he was too lazy to pick up anything he could reach.

Guo Rongrong handed it over.

Lin Bingran opened it and looked at it, his tone was calm and lazy, "Bed scene."