Outrageous

After Ying Xize thought for a while, he felt wrong again.

Looking at the audience, knowing that Brother Lu is actually a man, it seems that he is alone, at least Sang Wanci is absolutely unaware.

Then how can he arbitrarily say that Sang Wanci is interested in a "man" like Lu Ge?

She could also be...

When he touched a certain possibility, Ying Xize suddenly widened his eyes, not daring to think about it any more.

No, it must not be the case.

Ms. Sang never said that she likes women. How could he bring people in?

Ms. Sang must be interested in people like Lu Ge, regardless of gender.

definitely is!

After understanding, he looked at Lu Zhiwei's eyes suddenly full of scrutiny and yearning, and secretly made a decision.

-Try to attract the attention of Sang Wanci.

No way, Sang Wanci is somewhat similar to his Bai Yueguang, and he can always draw his ties of affection, make him happy and worry, and make him feel close.

So in order to entrust that love, as long as Sang Wanci can bring up his interest in him, he will try his best.

Starting today, Lu Zhiwei is his role model for learning!

Now learn from Brother Lu and listen carefully.

He retracted his divergent thoughts and began to concentrate.

At this moment, Lu Zhiwei heard Lao Wu say: [I saw it. 】

Lu Zhiwei froze for a moment: [What? 】

Lao Wu: [Ying Xize was looking at you just now, eyes full of yearning. 】

Lu Zhiwei: [? ? ? 】

Lao Wu: [Oh, I haven't finished it yet, you are still a man in his eyes. 】

Lu Zhiwei: [? ? ? ? ? 】

Mother...

The male partner stared at the male lead, his eyes still full of yearning. What kind of development is this Kyrie's spirit?

Didn't Ying Xize like Sang Wanci?

Wouldn't he even be in Chaogang? !

This is really the same humanities! !

Lu Zhiwei didn't look up, secretly wondering in his heart.

…

Today's script reading is over.

Lu Zhiwei, holding his harvested notebook, walked toward the hotel as he watched it.

She is not a leading role, nor a big coffee, just an old man who just started the business, so she lives in an ordinary hotel.

It's the star-rated hotel where Sang Wanci and the others stayed, and sometimes they can go back.

She looked at the pages full of notes, and her mood was unspeakable.

In my impression, it was a few years ago to prepare for shooting so seriously.

At that time, she was about the same age as Sang Wanci now. It was when she stepped into the society and went to fight for her youth.

However, she was unlucky, the role was always small and unremarkable, and soon packed her parcels and went home, and even the company didn't even think about detaining her.

She knew what her situation was, and she didn't feel sad, so she left easily.

She thought at the time: Even if you make money after acting, you can realize your dream after acting!

She just didn't expect to go around, she could come back here, open the notebook again, and record every bit of the role.

Thinking of this, her eyes when looking at the note lightened slightly, full of cherishment and touch.

But at this moment, an urgent cry suddenly came from behind: "Lu Zhiwei, be careful—"

"Varied-"

—She hit the tree directly.

Fortunately, she walked slowly and hit lightly, so she suffered a bit of guilt on the tip of her nose. Fortunately, she didn't break her skin, but was just a little red.

But even a little sin is enough for a person who is afraid of pain.

Sang Wanci watched her hit the tree, and the notebook in his hand fell to the ground with a "pop".

She was not in a hurry to pick it up, but half-bended over her nose and kept silent for a long time.

That back figure was full of misery and pain.

On the day I met them for the first time, there were similarities in the same way...

"..."

Now that Sang Wanci had seen it, he reminded him aloud, and simply stepped forward and asked, "Are you okay?"

Lu Zhiwei clutched his nose tightly and said nothing.

Something, she is very busy.

She felt that her nose was no longer hers, she was dying of pain!

Seeing her tears were coming out, Sang Wanci couldn't help but sympathize, and immediately stretched out his hand to support her shoulder: "Turn me around and take a look."

Lu Zhiwei's figure slowly turned to her, was gently grasped by his wrist, and slowly lowered his hand, revealing a slightly red round nose.

Luzhi's eyelashes moved slightly, his eyes condensed on her face little by little.

Very close.

Sang Wanci's facial features were magnified in front of her eyes, and her porcelain-white skin was so good that it would break even if she touched it lightly.

The sky light that passed through the tree gap fell on Sang Wanci's face, like colorful and beautiful scales, and even the bottom of his eyes was reflected.

She looked stunned.

"Nothing." Sang Wanci asked calmly, "It hurts?"

Lu Zhiwei came back to his senses, blinking frantically, and the tears hanging from the corners of his eyes slipped silently.

She retracted her hand as if being scalded, rubbed her eyes roughly, and said embarrassedly: "I am more afraid of pain, sorry, I made you laugh..."

She let out a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Sang Wanci is so good-looking, like a mortal fairy, so good-looking that makes people hard to resist.

"It's nothing." Sang Wanci said, "When you walk, you still have to look at the road."

Lu Zhiwei was embarrassed.

To be honest, she never thought that she would be told by a sister who was four years younger than she was walking and watching.

But Sang Wanci's tone was calm, not reproach or contempt, but just a suggestion, whether she liked to listen or not, it made her feel like she was taught to be a person by a child.

Lu Zhiwei: Sorry, I shame the elders!

She held her notebook, covered her nose, and smiled awkwardly: "There is no next time. I was so happy this time, so I forgot to look at the way.

"Excuse me."

"Happy?"

Sang Wan frowned lightly between her brows, as if she couldn't understand.

"What are you happy about?"

Lu Zhiwei stretched out the notebook towards her slightly, and smiled bitterly, "This."

Sang Wanci's eyes floated lightly on her head, and post-it notes of various colors were attached to the side of the notebook.

Lu Zhiwei said again: "Being an actor is my dream, so I am happy to be able to act."

Only then did Sang Wanci wake up.

So Lu Zhiwei did not appear here for her.

She has her own dreams and pursuits. She is not a fan, but she misunderstood.

"Come on." Sang Wan said with a trace of guilt in her arms.

Lu Zhi nodded slightly, raised his lips and smiled: "Mr. Sang, you too. I have seen your dramas. The performances are really amazing. You will definitely get gold awards in major films and televisions in the future, trust me!"

—Because that's how it is written in the script.

Sang Wanci hadn't heard this kind of flattery before, and if he listened too much, he would have no response.

Can it be done? It depends on your own strength. It is not a blessing or two that can be achieved by others, and she still learns the way of acting.

But it is different for Lu Zhiwei who said this sentence, as if she had subverted the fan theory she just denied.

Have seen...

She really is her fan.

It turns out that the "super attractive woman" she was referring to is really her!

Sang Wanci: "..."

Thank you, but it's unnecessary, it's an overstatement.

Fortunately, Lu Zhiwei is very sensible in the past few days and has never shown a fanatical liking for her.

It may be restrained in the heart, or it may be a sensible fan from beginning to end. Kneeling on one knee that day was really a moment of weakness.

Sang Wanci looked at her and believed the latter seriously.

Because when there was no one around, Lu Zhiwei didn't see Lu Zhiwei madly show his love.

Sang Wanci replied politely: "Thank you."

Lu Zhi bends his eyes slightly and smiles at her: "You're welcome, Teacher Sang."

Rubbing his nose while laughing, looks a bit funny.

"If it hurts, go back and remember to wipe some medicine."

Sang Wanci's gaze swept over her forehead unconsciously, it was smooth and full, without even acne, he narrowed his gaze again, and turned around.

"I go first."

"Okay, Teacher Sang walks slowly."

Lu Zhiwei behaved very politely.

When there is no task, she will not rashly get close to Sang Wanci, lest her favorability level is not reached, and the disgust value will be full first.

She stood still looking at Sang Wanci's back, and her heart suddenly began to contradict.

She wanted to quickly save to the fifth task point of the lottery, but was also afraid that the task would give her the oil field hand, so that she would die in front of Sang Wanci again.

At that time, Sang Wanci might not be a two-step retreat. It is estimated that a line will be drawn directly between the two, and the person who crosses the line will die.

Then she can only wait to see the boss bashing the little monster to death.

Just thinking about it, the system's voice rang unexpectedly, which shocked her.

[Task release: Get her personal contact information from the hostess Sang Wanci.

[System prompt: non-time-limited task. 】

Lu Zhiwei: "???"

What is this non-timed task?

Lao Wu explained: [Non-timed tasks are not counting time, as long as you can get Sang Wanci's contact information, even if you have completed it. 】

Lu Zhiwei: "!"

She is fine, she is fine again!

Compared with the limited time, this kind of mission is simply an angel, it is just to send warmth!

Loved, please post non-timed tasks more in the future.

Lu Zhiwei went to the ground with great enthusiasm!

—Raffle, here I am!

Sang Wanci heard the hurried footsteps, looked back and wondered: "Is there anything else?"

"Yes!" She controlled her volume and asked carefully, "Mr. Sang, can I... add your contact information?"

It doesn't matter if you don't give it!

I can come again next time!

As long as the mission is not time-limited, I will still be a good guy if I can’t get the electricity!

Of course, if you can give it, it would be better. Let's find out about the five missing one in the lottery.

The voice fell, and there was silence.

They looked at each other, their eyes facing each other.

Sang Wanci's eyes were full of scrutiny.

After a few seconds—

"Sorry, no way."

Before determining a person's character and personality, she doesn't like to rashly handing out contact information.

Lu Zhiwei's expression is not lost, thinking that it is true.

But it doesn't matter, the system will not power her.

She was thinking happily when the system suddenly popped out—

[System judgment: The task of obtaining contact information failed.

[Punishment is about to be executed—]

Lu Zhiwei: "???"

Lu Zhiwei: [It’s not a time limit! 】

Lao Wu touched his chin and thought back: [It’s unlimited time, but I didn’t seem to say unlimited times, right? 】

Lu Zhiwei: […]

Lao Wu: [You are still too young, silly boy. 】

Her smile solidified.

After a scream, she knelt again.

They were speechless again.

What a familiar scene.

She cried and thought in her heart.

If so, she had to endure the numbness, raised her head and smiled at Sang Wanci, and explained palely: "Teacher Sang, don't get me wrong. It's because of the weak legs. Believe me."

Sang Wanci: "..."

A bitter smile.