Crying Bag Love Guide

"Squeak!"

The air immediately heard the sound of books being gripped vigorously.

Before the assistant director could react, Fei Yu lowered his head to see the script that was crumpled in his hand, and quickly let go of the paper, pressing the script paper blankly.

Lay out each page neatly.

Fei Yutongren is smaller than a normal person, and he always looks arrogant when looking at people, but when he looks at his script, he suddenly gets a strange peace and quiet.

It's like doing something that has never happened before.

The assistant director's eyelids jumped.

I feel more and more that my guess just now is likely to be true.

In turn, he thought of Fei Yu's original scene when he was in the crew and the editor. He only felt that the two of them were separated from each other, and the time was a little over and over again, and the more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he became.

But Fei Yu in front of him did not see his entanglement, and was still bowing his head to smooth the script seriously.

After the movement of his hands stopped, he raised his head again and glanced sideways at the assistant director: "The crew hasn't finished the progress, so he suddenly left. Shouldn't I be angry that he won't come back?"

His voice was gloomy and sad, and the weather was about to usher in the summer, making his back feel a little chilly. But when the assistant director listened to him, he couldn't feel the original fear anymore, and even wanted to... still want to laugh? ?

Especially Fei Yu's gnashing of teeth.

The assistant director couldn't help but think of the Siamese cat in his little niece's house, which was very easy to blow up.

The assistant director couldn't help but put Fei Yu's face on the cat, imagined the scene, and almost couldn't hold back a sneer.

At this time, it was time for the crew to start filming again.

The assistant came to remind the next time, the actors of the entire crew returned to their original positions again.

The shooting started in the past two days. After Ruan Linxiu met Ye Xing by chance, he confessed that he was rejected.

Lin Feng’s acting skills burst in this plot, and the fierceness of chasing the already discouraged sweetheart, the messy feeling of chasing someone back for the first time, and the sense of age between a teenager and a mature man, will be performed as it is. .

Whether it is Ruan Linxiu, who is played by him, facing Ye Xing's embarrassment and disappointment of being rejected, he tries hard to draw closer the care and attention of the two. After being pushed aside by Ye Xing, he was sadly endured.

They all look impressive.

But helplessly, his entire character's role setting is that of the early scumbag, so the crew and actors present, even if they are quickly brought into the plot by Lin Feng's acting skills, it is inevitable that they can't help but curse.

"Fucking idiot Ruan Linxiu, this kind of shameless scumbag, who they love him. It is true that Ruan Linxiu didn't catch up with Ye Xing in the finale!"

"Who can say no. The most disgusting kind of people who don't cherish when they like you, and they regret it after they leave. Why did they go when they chased you before, and enjoy others' unilateral kneeling and licking?"

"Oh~"

Listening to these words, the assistant director felt that the group of actors' comments were quite right.

But before he could express his emotions, he felt that the pressure around him was getting lower and lower.

When he turned his head to look at the source, he saw Fei Yuhei's face like the bottom of a pot.

Fei Yu sullenly wanted to pretend not to hear.

But he still felt that the group of female stars meant something!

At the same time, the scene of the shot happened to be rehearsed. Ye Xing's friend learned about the past of him and Ruan Linxiu, and when he got off work, he pulled him to comfort him.

The colleague’s voice was gentle and calm, and seriously analyzed the future of him and Ruan Linxiu with Ye Xing: "Little Xingxing, look, you and him, you are not a human being. When people didn’t like you before, you can’t work hard. It’s useless. Now I like you, and I’m starting to chase you in a hurry. From sending flowers to you at the company to blocking you off work every day, I have not considered your feelings at all. I personally think that this is not good, you have a unique personality, but I know that you have a sense of family. So..." the colleague said: "You should find someone who can understand your thoughts and take care of you."

"Especially that kind of arrogant arrogance, don't care about him at all."

The actor playing the role of a colleague has a natural high-pitched voice, and ordinary words come out of his mouth, and it sounds like he is arguing, let alone now.

Fei Yu just felt that every word seemed to be something he could tell him.

The pen in his hand was pinched tightly by him.

Just hearing the sound of "click", the black pen with the thick thumb was directly pinched off by Fei Yu's two fingers.

The assistant guide next to him: "..."

And Ye Xing of the lens quickly responded: "Well, don't look for him. We are not suitable."

It was dusk now, and the sunlight outside the window shone in from the glass, pulling the shadows of the two people inside the house extremely long. Ye Xing looked down at the shadow under his feet, as if even the past personality was stripped along the shadow.

"For those who have passed, I never look back."

Fei Yu shook his hands.

The stump of the black pen at the fingertips suddenly fell to the ground.

He made two "clicks" and rolled on the concrete floor.

He didn't realize it, and was stunned for two seconds, before stooping to pick up the black pen without expression, and throwing it into a trash can three meters away from him.

But the assistant director has worked with him for many years, and now just by looking at Fei Yu's expression, he knows that something is definitely going on.

But he wanted to say something, and felt that he was an outsider and it was inconvenient to speak.

I can only type a few sentences on the side.

"Forgot which book I read before. When talking about the character of the character in the author's pen, it often alludes to the author's own thoughts. I think that the protagonist in several books by Luomeng is a character like Ye Xing, maybe he himself This is the same kind of person."

Fei Yu instantly thought of Luo Meng's sudden change of attitude.

When he talked to Luo Meng last time, the other party was talking coldly.

Confused.

Can't calm down at all.

Just then, the assistants who bought water for the crew came back.

The director’s assistant sent out all the iced drinks he bought for everyone, whether it was the scene work or the actors, and the hand cups.

The assistant guide was his blueberry iced drink, while Fei Yu's was a glass of roasted milk.

Fei Yu hates this kind of sweet and greasy things the most, and feels that it is better to drink black coffee than this kind of thing. Even a cool bottle of Sprite is more refreshing than this thing.

Seeing him looking down, this cup of roasted milk is in pink packaging, and the hand that originally wanted to return the roasted milk suddenly froze in the air.

The assistant was stunned and tilted his head to look at Fei Yu holding the grilled milk: "Director Fei, don't you want to drink it?"

He added in a low voice: "The editor said this tastes best."

Fei Yu frowned, and his voice sank: "What is he doing."

What's going on today, people all over the world can't do without Luo Meng? Wherever you go, it’s all made up!

The assistant didn't understand why Fei Yu was suddenly angry, but his subconscious made up for Ruan Meng's lovely Luo.

The "bar video" in the previous paragraph is not available.

Although knowing that not responding is the best way to lower the heat, they have discussed it many times in private.

The editor is so talented and good-looking, they don't understand why Fei Yu doesn't cherish it.

Now I found the opportunity to stop talking, and try to make Fei Yu uncomfortable: "Ah, I'm sorry Fei Yu. I forgot that grilled milk is my favorite, I think you like it."

The assistant chuckled: "How about we change?"

After he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab the grilled milk from Fei Yu's hand.

Fei Yu: "???"

He glanced at the assistant, his face black and frail, "Yours is too dirty to drink."

Assistant: "..."

I haven't opened it yet.

However, the assistant looked at Fei Yu's gloomy face and felt that he had achieved his goal. He hummed a small tune in his heart, and he was about to return to his position with the last glass of ice drink in his hand.

Fei Yu on the chair, seeing that he was leaving, suddenly coldly hummed and looked down at the roasted milk in his hand.

Pink packaging. Pink straws are what the crying bag would like.

Fei Yu thought with a calm face.

He feels vomiting just looking at this color scheme.

He muffled his stomach, plugged the straw all over to open the grilled milk, bowed his head and took a sip. The taste of the entrance was so sweet that he couldn't help frowning. But in the end it got used to it inexplicably.

Even... after drinking it.

When it was finished, Fei Yu looked down at the empty toasted milk cup in his hand, and suddenly felt that this thing was not as unpleasant as he thought.

Just barely taste it.

But as soon as his thought came out, the assistant director next to him spoke again: "Director Fei, you actually finished drinking."

Fei Yu didn't lift his eyelids: "Yes."

The assistant director laughed twice: "I thought you only like to drink Qixi lemonade."

Fei Yu's motion of getting up and throwing the toasted milk cup suddenly stopped and looked back at the assistant director.

I saw the deputy director shook his head with emotion: "Little friend Luomeng told me. I am ashamed that I have worked with you for so long, and I don't remember you still have this preference."

Fei Yu held the roasted milk in his hand, his fingertips trembling, and even his heart felt like being caught by a cat, and there was a kind of astringent pain.

At this time, the filming mission of the crew was over a long time ago, and the two of them spoke without delaying the progress of the filming.

As a married person, the assistant director could not help but take the opportunity to mention him when he saw that Fei Yu could hear him now.

"Actually, it's only a few years that can be regarded as a'young age'. If you like them, Fei will treat them better. If you miss them, go to them and don't sit and sulki yourself. Sometimes two people sit up and down. Speaking, any misunderstanding can be solved."

The assistant director didn’t wait for Fei Yu’s reaction and then said: “You don’t need to say what you don’t like Luo Meng. If there is any tricky between the two of you, I will know if you are a past person. I don’t ask if you two really each other when they are open Like it, but the most important thing for people is the moment. If you like them, you should spread your face and chase after them. I see that the bottom line is actually very strong. If you don't work hard, if they forget you, you will have no chance."

The assistant director shook his own script: "Did you forget that your original version of the script with annotations, who personally approved the sentence: "When you break it, you must break it, the end must be divided, beautiful"?"

He shook his head and retracted his script, and what he said meant something: "In two days, you can also be'beautiful'."

Fei Yu said nothing.

He didn't even know what to say.

He opened his mouth slightly, originally he wanted to say something, but he hesitated for a long time without making a sound.

Fei Yu raised his right hand and stroked the hair on his forehead. When he stroked the back of his head, he suddenly remembered that when he sent Luo Shao home that day, he used his own hair rope to pull the small hair tied on the top of the other's head.

At that time, Luo Meng was scared and excited, her flushed face raised slightly, facing him, her peach eyes closed tightly, but the moment she opened her eyes, she could always meet her eyes quickly.

It was completely different from the cold and cold appearance when he talked to Luo Meng the last time.

Fei Yu suddenly felt.

He seems...missing something.

He suddenly couldn't sit still.

Fei Yu got up almost immediately and put down the script.

Before he could speak, the assistant director immediately waved his hand and said, "Go go."

Fei Yu looked at him deeply, nodded slightly and turned to leave.

Fei Yu returned to his car and started calling Luo Meng.

No one can answer.

Fei Yu was stunned.

He drove to the gate of Luoluo Community and was unexpectedly stopped by the guard.

He even asked him to show his credentials.

Fei Yu's face was dark and blue: "I come often."

The uncle doorman replied extremely: "It won't be possible in the future."

"..."

Fei Yu closed his eyes, "I came back a few days ago."

Uncle Doorman: "I haven't seen it."

"..."

Uncle doorman: "Maybe you are too popular. Stop talking, show your credentials."

Fei Yu: "?"

You TM are the public face.

Fei Yu didn't know how he recognized it. He took out his ID card from his arms and handed it to the guard with a stern face.

I saw the doorman lowered his head and glanced at the ID card in his hand, then nodded leisurely: "Oh, it's you, OK."

Fei Yu took back his ID card and prepared to go back to drive.

Uncle Doorman: "Don't let in, let's go quickly."

Fei Yu: "?"

Guard: "Are you here to find Luo Meng? The head of the household has already said that you deliberately tricked us into changing the locks last time. We will call the police if you are harassing the head of the household like this! Hurry up!"

Fei Yu: "???"

When did the famous Master Fei in the entertainment industry experience this kind of anger? His brain hurts with anger, and the veins on his forehead are exposed.

The guard on the opposite side looked at his grim expression.

He took out an electric baton from behind.

Fei Yu: "."

He gritted his teeth and then dialed Luo Meng's phone, but no one answered.

——

Luo Shao listed dozens of things that he hadn't had time to do in the past few days.

The rule is to visit a bar he has never been to before.

He searched for the best bars in the city on the Internet, then he went out to call a taxi and drove straight to the bar.

But here is completely different from what he imagined. Although there are many people who come here to play, he only feels the atmosphere of alienation when he enters here.

Even the noisy heavy metal music falling in his ears made his eardrums tremble.

Luo Shao didn't like this environment very much.

But he was curious about this atmosphere.

"Bar" is one of the scenes that he must write in his novels. Luo Shao, with a heart to know more about the writing material, ordered two glasses of bartending, and took the wine to find a quietly unmanned corner to drink.

And then—

Lower your head to play with your phone.

When he was looking at the phone, he realized that when he came to the bar in the car just now, because he didn't look at the phone, there were already dozens of missed calls on the phone at this time.

And they all carry personal names.

Luo Shao looked at the words "Fei Yu" on the screen, and realized that he had read it correctly for a long time.

But he felt strange about Fei Yu's sudden crazy calling behavior after ten days, and he was even a little confused.

Fei Yu is a strong and paranoid person, and no one can control him.

What I said to Fei Yu last time, I am afraid that Fei Yu has long been listed as the most hated personnel.

How could Fei Yu call suddenly.

Is it because you have come to your senses and want to beat him out?

The more Luo Shao thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

Just leave it alone.

He just finished drinking quietly in the bar, then slowly stood up and wanted to leave.

It turned out that I was almost unsteady on my feet.

Luo Shao reacted slowly, as if he couldn't drink much. Even if it is a low-level bartending, his drunken reaction is much more serious than that of ordinary people.

But now that he has drunk it, he will not lose a piece of meat.

Luo Shao thought indifferently, raising his leg and walking towards the door.

The dimly flickering colored lights and the alcohol-smoked mind made Luo Shao unable to walk straight, so he could only walk slowly along the wall to barely hit anyone.

But just as he was about to leave the bar door, the door of the bar was suddenly opened, and then Dao Qingjun's figure walked from outside the door.

The young man seemed to be in a bad mood, and when he entered the door, his entire face was filled with unhappiness. As soon as he stepped into the door of the bar, he looked gloomy as if he was going to be stunned.

But immediately after that pair of beautiful fox eyes met Luo Shao's gaze.

The youth was stunned for a moment.

"Luomeng??"

Luo Shao didn't respond in time, "Who are you?"

His voice was flat and with simple doubts, so clean and peaceful that Jian An didn't know how to answer.

Who is he?

Isn't he Luo Meng's rival in love? ?

But if you just say it directly, doesn't it just put Luo Meng in the same position as yourself?

Jian An thought it was wrong, he couldn't say that the two were rivals in love.

If it was something, it would be...

"It's me!" Jian An said: "Just the one who blocked you in the toilet last time."

His explanation was muddled, and Luo Luo's originally chaotic brain time became even more confused. He squinted at Jian An's face for a long time, only to think that the young man in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't remember his name.

The memories of the two lives are intertwined, making him unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. I even thought that Jian An was a classmate who was in real life before and blocked him from wanting to confess to him.

So Jianan stared tightly at Luo Shao for a long time, and when he showed a demonstration from his rival, he saw Luo Shao suddenly raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, looking at him with a guilty expression on his face, softly. Said: "In any case, I really don't like you, please stop going to the toilet to block me."

Jian An: "? Luo Meng, are you stupid?"

Jian An's voice is not small, and the tone of his timbre is high. When he speaks, the penetrating power of his voice makes many young people around him watch.

Not to mention that many people inside know him.

After all, this "C&J" bar was opened by his house.

Jian An didn't drink, and his mind was sober. He was bathed in the sight of people around him. Time was angry and annoyed, and his voice was sharper.

"Luomeng, what are you—"

But he didn't say a word, and was suddenly interrupted by the boy's movements.

The clean and well-behaved boy suddenly fell on his shoulders, his fluffy hair **** around his neck, and there was a warm smell in his breath.

Even the voice of speaking is softer than ordinary people.

"Let's take a moment. I'm so tired."

Jane couldn't move.

Then I found a more serious problem-

He actually wanted to stand still and let Luo Meng stay for a while.

It's not him who is stupid! ?

This thought made Jian An couldn't help it anymore, his brain was in a mess, he raised his hand and found Fei Yu's phone number from his pocket, clicked and dialed it.

-Busy.

Jianan helplessly, sent a text message and asked him: Do you know where Luo Meng's family lives? I want to send him back.

Less than thirty seconds after the text message was sent, Fei Yu called.

The familiar voice of the man came from the phone, with a bit of suppressed anger: "He is with you?! Why is he in a bar?"

Jian An just wanted to say that he didn't know, but then suddenly he felt hot on the side of his neck.

It turned out that Luo Meng, who was leaning on his shoulder, changed the angle and squinted while resting on his shoulder to doze.

Jian An wanted to open the mouth to mock his love rival, but he dared to rely on his love rival wholeheartedly.

I don't know what's going on, but I can't say anything bad, even... I want to pity him somehow.

He was even more shocked by his own thoughts.

In a daze, he even forgot to respond to Fei Yu's question, and looked down at Luomeng's profile leaning on his shoulder.

The teenager seemed to have completely fallen into a state of lethargy, with a thin layer of powder applied to his cheeks as white as snow because of drinking.

He is a little lower than Jian An. When leaning on Jian An’s shoulder, he is like fainting in Jian An’s arms. His exquisite and beautiful side face is facing Jian An, who is looking down at him, and the facial features are so bright that people are a little dizzy. Staring at the opponent's eyeballs.

Jian An was a little dazed.

Why hadn't he discovered before that this Luomeng... actually so beautiful? !

Jian An had completely forgotten to answer Fei Yu's call, and did not even notice when the call was hung up.

His eyes were locked on Luo Shao's face and couldn't move away.

Less than ten minutes later, the door behind him and Luo Meng was suddenly kicked open. Fei Yu, who was wearing casual long sleeves, almost rushed in, and then saw Luo Luo who was embraced by Jian An.

Then I saw Jian An's hand on Luo Shao's shoulder.

Fei Yu, who had been standing outside Luoluo's residential quarter for a full afternoon, saw the scene in front of him completely blown up.

"Let go!"