Outrageous

Sang Wanci was very successful.

Had she not been a straight daughter, Lu Zhiwei would have narcissistically wondered if she was teasing herself!

Between the sound of water, the two fell silent again.

Lu Zhiwei didn't know what to say this time, so he had to cooperate with Sang Wanci's movements silently.

If you should lift your chin, turn your back when you should, be honest and well-behaved.

She was facing the wall of the bathroom, and Sang Wanci's hands wandered on her back.

Gently and softly, it doesn't hurt at all.

It just occasionally gets a little itchy.

Itching is better than pain, just get used to it, she can bear it.

"Wan Ci..." she said unconsciously.

"Huh?" The people behind him softly replied.

"Have you taken care of others before?"

"no."

"Am I... the first?"

"Ok."

Lu Zhiwei was a little dumbfounded.

Oh my God, I was actually the first person she took care of!

This is too lucky, how can I?

She can guarantee that Sang Wanci is definitely the most unassuming daughter she has ever seen.

Although she has never seen a few daughters...

But when I think that Sang Wanci is taking care of her now, and being kind to her, I feel grateful.

She turned her head slightly and wanted to say thank you to Sang Wanci.

But when those two words rolled to the lips, they were swallowed again.

Sang Wanci didn't want her to be so polite.

Then... let's put it another way!

"Wan Ci, when my hands are good, I will definitely make you a lot of dumplings!"

Thank you for not being able to say, let's take some practical action!

"Corn stuffing, shrimp stuffing, whatever stuffing I will make for you!"

Sang Wan kindly looked at her after hearing the words.

Has she found an alternative sentence for "thank you" now?

How to put it, it sounds better than "thank you", after all, there are dumplings.

"Good." Sang Wanci did not refuse.

"Uh-huh."

Lu Zhiwei was happy.

In the future, she will use dumplings instead. Thank you. If the dumplings are not enough, two meals will be served. Sang Wanci must eat until she is satisfied!

In this way, she was taken care of by Sang Wanci and took a bath while blushing and heartbeat.

Take off your clothes and do it yourself, and of course you have to do it yourself when you wear your clothes.

It is much easier to put on clothes.

"I'm ready."

She said to the person who was slowly buttoning the button against the wall.

Sang Wan kindly heard the words and turned and looked over.

She saw her clothes crookedly dressed, carefully adjusting with her fingertips.

Sang Wanci stretched out his hand to help and said: "Okay, let's go out. I'll blow your hair for you in a while, and then apply the medicine."

Lu Zhi nodded slightly and walked to sit on the sofa outside.

Sang Wanci came out after cleaning up, took out the hair dryer and sat behind her, patiently and meticulously drying her hair.

Lu Zhiwei couldn't see her face, he could only feel her five fingers gently brushing through her hair.

Time seems to be frozen here.

The air is quiet and silent.

Lu Zhiwei wanted to look back, but couldn't move.

After a rough glance at the coffee table, he withdrew his gaze and began to search the room.

She still didn't forget to talk to Sang Wanci: "Wanci, have you already rested at this point?"

With her, Sangwan Ciping has an extra workload, and her rest time will be delayed as a result.

Thinking about this, she feels guilty...

Sang Wanci changed a hair dryer in his hand, with a calm expression: "Not necessarily, I only rest early when I'm tired."

"Huh?" Lu Zhiwei was suddenly curious, "What are you doing when you are not tired?"

"Watching scripts, watching mobile phones, watching TV, making calls."

"Oh…"

Lu Zhiwei was looking for something while responding.

Sang Wanci noticed her movements and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Lu Zhiwei replied: "Shelf."

Sang Wan was puzzled: "Shelf?"

Lu Zhiwei: "Well, find a shelf, put the hair dryer on it, and make an automatic hair dryer. I just need to stand and blow it. You don't have to hold it all the time."

Sang Wanci: "Automatic...hair dryer?"

Is this something wrong?

Where can this hair dryer be automatic?

Lu Zhiwei raised his hand and gestured: "Yes, I do it myself. It blows. Isn't it an automatic hair dryer?"

"..."

Sang Wanci couldn't help but chuckle.

What an "automatic" hair dryer.

When Lu Zhiwei heard her smile, he also smiled: "How about it, smart, right?"

Sang Wanci smiled unabatedly on her lips: "Well, smart."

He is smart and cute, but also very caring and gentle.

How can there be people in this world who don't like Lu Zhiwei?

Sang Wanci couldn't figure it out, and was not interested in thinking about it.

It's fine if others don't like it, it's enough if they like it.

After drying the hair, start applying the medicine.

When the band-aid was torn off, the wound started to hurt.

Lu Zhiwei's facial features were almost crumpled.

At this time, she can only comfort herself: think about the shooting effect, think about the shooting effect, all this is worth it!

"hiss…"

Sorry, she couldn't help it anymore.

But fortunately, her tears were very strong this time, and she did not come out to brush her presence.

"I'm sorry." Sang Wanci apologized subconsciously, and the movements on his hands became lighter and lighter.

Lu Zhiwei immediately replied: "It's not your fault, it's not your fault, don't apologize."

Sang Wanci didn't like to hear her say thank you.

She also didn't like to hear Sang Wanci say sorry.

Both parties are unwilling to see each other and themselves.

Sang Wan nodded his head kindly, unscrewed the lid of the potion, and applied the potion with great care.

During the whole process, Lu Zhiwei didn't say a word except for two lightly twitching brows.

After applying the medicine, Lu Zhiwei dried his ten fingers, not in a hurry to stick things to the wound.

But in this way she dared not move her fingers even more.

So he sat cross-legged on the sofa and watched TV, with his hands gently resting on his knees, just like a cultivator outside the world.

The volume of the TV was very low because Sang Wanci was on the phone.

Sang Wanci stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her phone pressed to her ear.

Meng Lianyu's voice came out from inside, with a bit of confusion: "Why are you starting to eat instant noodles?"

The ghost knew how she felt when she saw her niece and others because of the hot search for instant noodles.

The ghost also knew how her brother felt when he saw his daughter's hot search for instant noodles.

"Your dad almost scolded me to death when he called." Meng Lianyu rubbed his temple miserably.

It was she who supported Sang Wanci in chasing the actor's dream, she reconciled between their father and daughter, and she was also the one who persuaded Sang Wanci's father to let her children try.

So every time Sang Wanci, who is chasing dreams outside, has any trouble, as long as it is not good, she will always be the first person to be criticized by her brother.

Her brother always felt that she had broken Sang Wanci, saying that Sang Wanci had been mixed up with her too much since she was young, and she was out of shape.

Can that be called mixed?

Doesn't Renzi like to be with her when she writes back letters to fans?

Your wife has said that Wan Ciduo will play with her aunt!

Meng Lianyu complained in his heart.

But she had already developed a steel heart.

—Brother scolds Ren to scold, but if I scold, my left ear goes in and my right ear comes out.

After secretly poking at his brother, Meng Lianyu flirted with her long hair and looked at the sky speechlessly: "I suspect that he now thinks that you eat instant noodles every day in the crew and can't even afford a decent meal."

Sang Wanci: "..."

Not so, she didn't mix so badly...

While talking, Meng Lianyu suddenly felt a little worried.

After all, it is the child raised in the palm of the hand who is suffering outside for the first time.

She was a little skeptical: "You don't really have a bad life, right? Zhang Xianrui, the dog woman, is not lying to me, right?"

After Sang Wanci entered this circle, she hadn't been to see Sang Wanci.

She knew about Sang Wanci's situation through Zhang Xianrui.

But the elders still have to take a look at the children's situation in person to be relieved.

If they hold Miss Sang in their hands, the treatment outside and the treatment at home are really two different things...

Oh, her brother will surely kill her.

She will definitely kill Zhang Xianrui.

Listening to her nervous tone, Sang Wanci chuckled unconsciously: "No, I'm having a good time, and Sister Zhang is also very good to me, don't worry."

When Lu Zhiwei heard these words, he immediately guessed that she was talking to her family.

Probably, maybe it was the aunt who treated her very well...

Just listening to her, how do you feel that the person on the phone still knows Zhang Xianrui?

Is it possible that Sang Wanci's aunt is also an insider?

Sang Wanci entered the showbiz through her aunt?

She changed her mind and didn't intend to keep thinking about it.

Isn't Aunt Sang Wanci an insider and what does it matter to her?

As an outsider, she shouldn't be curious about other people's family affairs.

She retracted her thoughts and continued to watch TV.

Meng Lianyu said kindly to Sang Wan, "Auntie is not free this time, I will visit you when I have time."

Sang Wanci said yes, then went silent for a moment, and still asked, "How is my dad?"

"Okay, what's wrong? Don't worry, he is very healthy, and he was very angry when he scolded me.

"Just... still miss your mother very much."

Sang Wanci's fingers tightened unconsciously.

She also misses her mother...

The mother who will never see again.

"Well," Sang Wan said kindly, "just good health."

Her tone was calm, but Meng Lianyu still noticed the change in her emotions and couldn't help but sighed and comforted: "Wan Ci, mother will continue to love you in heaven, and father and aunt will always be with you."

Sang Wanci lowered his eyes and concealed a trace of depression: "I know..."

Meng Lianyu's tone slowed down and she was very gentle: "Hey, you have worked hard in filming today. Let's go and rest first."

Sang Wanci pressed his eyebrows and rubbed away the sourness: "Okay, good night, auntie."

"Good night, good niece."

Hang up the phone and put away the phone.

As soon as she turned her head, she could see Lu Zhiwei sitting on the sofa and TV content.

It was broadcasting the happy life of a family of three.

She used to have such a life, but was ruined by a car accident...

Her gaze shifted unconsciously and landed on Lu Zhiwei's body lightly.

She suddenly remembered that compared to Lu Zhiwei, she was actually very lucky.

Compared with Lu Zhiwei, most people in this world are lucky enough.

Lu Zhiwei didn't hear the voice, and turned around to find that Sang Wanci had put away the phone.

"It's over?" Lu Zhiwei asked.

"Yeah." Sang Wanci walked to her and sat down.

"Who is it?" Lu Zhiwei asked smoothly.

"Auntie." Sang Wanci didn't hide it.

"Oh."

The conversation ended here.

Lu Zhiwei did not ask any more, and there was nothing to ask.

Asking too much will offend the other party.

At this moment, Lu Zhiwei's mobile phone screen on the coffee table suddenly lit up, and then a message popped up.

[Xiaoying]: The hard day of moving bricks is coming to an end again, sister, how was the filming today? Have you watched the lead film of "Phoenix"?

Lu Zhiwei glanced at him and wanted to reply, but because he was too afraid of pain, he didn't dare to move his fingers at will.

So she turned her head to look at Sang Wanci: "Wanci, can you answer Xiaoying for me?"

Sang Wanci picked up her mobile phone.

Lu Zhiwei: "Three Zero Nine Eight."

Sang Wanci unlocked calmly, and was slightly startled after seeing the screen clearly.

Then if nothing happened, open WeChat, click on the input field, and turn to look at Lu Zhiwei: "What's back?"

Lu Zhiwei: "Just tell him that it is not convenient for me to type right now."

Sang Wan nodded his head kindly.

Ying Xize went to take a shower after sending the message.

When I came back from the bath, I saw Lu Zhiwei reply.

[Sister Lu]: It’s not convenient for her to type right now.

Ying Xize was stunned holding the phone: "???"

she?

Inconvenient to type now? ?

Who are you then? ? ?

[Ying Xize]: She is inconvenient to type, then who are you? assistant?

No, he remembered Lu Zhiwei saying that she had no assistant...

He waited for a while.

I watched the other person’s status bar change to "typing..."

Then the answer is skipped.

[Sister Lu]: Sang Wanci.

Ying Xize: "Huh???"

[Ying Xize]: Why would you hold my sister's cell phone?

[Sister Lu]: She's in my room, and she stayed with me recently.

[Ying Xize]:? ? ? ?

Okay, why does she want to live with you!

Am I aware of something? !

[Ying Xize]: Why live with you well?

[Sister Lu]: Something is going on.

In just two short words, the mature Ying Xize has learned to make up his mind.

[Ying Xize]: Did your crew kick her out of the hotel?

[Ying Xize]: No way, her film hasn't finished filming, how can your crew be like this!

[Sister Lu]:...

Sang Wanci was speechless.

Ying Xize, you are quite clever.

[Sister Lu]: She injured her hand, so she moved to live with me so that she can take care of her.

As soon as these words were sent out, Ying Xize's call came within less than three seconds.

Sang Wanci helped Lu Zhiwei connect, pressed the speakerphone, and put it on the table.

As soon as the speakerphone was turned on, Ying Xize's anxious voice rushed out of the receiver: "Mr. Sang, how did she hurt her hand? Isn't it serious? Please let her answer the phone, thank you."

Lu Zhiwei was the first time he saw him scorching hot, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Oh, I'm here.

"My hands are nothing, don't worry, it will be better soon."

She also didn't want Ying Xize to worry about herself too much.

It's good to have this heart, don't worry about it all the time, otherwise she's embarrassed?

Ying Xize obviously didn't believe it: "Is it okay to take care of Teacher Sang?"

Lu Zhi smiled and said, "Because our teacher Sang is so nice, so I have to rely on her."

Ying Xize: "...If I was only three years old, I might believe this reason."

He believes anyone who doesn't believe it, but he doesn't believe that Lu Zhiwei will really take the initiative to rely on Sang Wanci.

He didn't know why, he just dared to be sure that Lu Zhiwei was not such a person.

Lu Zhiwei was amused.

Ying Xize said solemnly, "Okay, sister, tell me what's going on."

Lu Zhiwei couldn't see him, so he had to give a brief overview of the injury.

After Ying Xize listened, "...you have worked so hard, sister."

After thinking about it, he said, "Your company should give you an assistant. Without an assistant, it would be troublesome to be alone on the crew."

Lu Zhi held his chin winged and said, "Brother, do you think my sister is now a qualified assistant?"

"..." Ying Xize was serious, "Well, I suggest Sheng Yue give you one in advance. After all, your acting skills are so good, you will definitely be popular."

Lu Zhiwei: "Well, that's right, then Teacher Ying should call Shengyue and give them this suggestion."

Ying Xize touched his chin and meditated: "That's a bit difficult, I'm afraid your boss will be swept away. Why don't you quit and come to Xinghua, where I can talk to the boss."

When he mentioned this, he suddenly looked serious.

"To be honest, Sheng Yue is indeed too small, and the resources are not enough.

"Furthermore, Sheng Yue now advocates Zhou Lingling. Basically, all good resources are thrown on her. There are very few or none that can fall into your hands."

"Furthermore, Sister, Sheng Yue really doesn't cherish you. Didn't you belong to Sheng Yue before? What kind of small roles did they give you? Now they are also small roles..."

Sheng Yue is young, but she is also very young.

After entering the industry twice, she did not choose, nor was she qualified to choose.

She had no other way except to fight it step by step.

And this is actually a good role Wen Yao can help her get...

Neither the small agent nor the small actor has the right to speak.

She knows that Ying Xize treats her as her own person, so she can say these things, but there is another thing that surprised her the most—

"How do you know that I was Sheng Yue before?"

She remembered that, except for Sang Wanci, she never told anyone that she had entered the industry for the second time.

How did Ying Xize know?

"It's written in your encyclopedia entry." Ying Xize said.

Lu Zhiwei: "?"

Encyclopedia entry?

Does she have an entry too? ? ?

Sang Wanci had been sitting next to them silently listening to them talk.

Ying Xize raised her eyes slightly when she said that Shengyue's resource allocation was seriously eccentric.

When talking about the entry, she had already opened a certain degree and entered the three words "Lu Zhiwei".

Ying Xize said: "Your entry is quite detailed. What you have performed before and where each episode appeared are clearly listed.

"Is this done by your company?"

Lu Zhiwei looked at the entry Sang Wanci handed over, completely dumbfounded.

She remembered that Wen Yao had said that she hadn't made an entry yet, and planned to do it after the two works were released.

But if it's not a company, then she is an unknown little actor, who would bother to make such a detailed entry...

Sang Wanci suddenly thought of someone at this moment.

A person who can make Lu Zhiwei cry with joy.

"Maybe it's your fan." Sang Wanci said.

Lu Zhiwei instantly thought of "Jojo", a trumpet dedicated to Amway.

Will it really be Jojo?

She has no other fans, she can only think of Jojo...

She wanted to go to Weibo to ask, but she felt abrupt, so she was entangled.

But when she saw Sang Wanci's face, she gave up the idea again.

Forget it, now I definitely need to trouble Sang Wanci, so let's ask her by herself after she gets better.

Ying Xize has hung up the phone.

Lu Zhiwei's hands were also dried, and Sang Wanci helped her put on band-aids to avoid scratches when she went to bed at night.

There was nothing left and right, and the two were about to go to bed after brushing their teeth.

Lu Zhiwei didn't want to bother Sang Wanci to brush his teeth, so he sat outside with the toothbrush on his own and brushed slowly.

Sang Wanci has finished brushing her teeth and the skin care products have come out. She is still brushing her teeth slowly.

The speed is comparable to that of a tortoise crawling.

But she didn't let Sang Wanci help.

So Sang Wanci stood by the bed, slowly rubbing the hand cream while watching her.

She actually has a question and would like to ask Lu Zhiwei.

Lu Zhiwei felt that the gaze behind him was too hot, and got up and sneaked into the bathroom.

Sang Wanci calmly turned around, walked to the bathroom door, leaned lazily, and said from time to time: "Hands, don't touch the water."

Lu Zhiwei: "..."

Her side job is actually a caregiver...

Under the supervision of the strict nurse lady, Lu Zhiwei finally finished brushing his teeth.

This is the longest time she has brushed her teeth since she lived so long.

She couldn't help sighing in her heart: Hey, it hurts not so much, but it hurts...

Sang Wanci used a towel to dry the water droplets on her face, and asked, "Would you like to wipe some skin care products?"

Lu Zhiwei immediately shook his head: "No, our teacher Sang has been busy for a day. Go to bed early and talk about skin care next time."

Although the actor needs to pay attention to maintenance, for Sang Wanci, she can occasionally not be so refined.

Sang Wan was kind.

She put down the towel and tied the ponytail high for Lu Zhiwei so that it would not be crushed during sleep.

"Tomorrow I have a movie to film. I will let Xiaoqiu come to accompany you. It doesn't matter if I am on the set by myself."

Lu Zhiwei refused: "Xiaoqiu is your assistant, he should be with you."

She spread out her ten fingers and looked at it and said, "I have been taking medicine today, and tomorrow will definitely be better than today, and it will have less pain, so don’t worry about me. I can take care of myself. The most important thing is that you shoot well. ."

"It's also very important that you keep your hands well." Sang Wanci said suddenly.

Lu Zhiwei suddenly remembered the past.

No one ever said that she was important before getting the male lead halo and getting to know them.

At that time, she lived very casually and lonely. Even if she was injured, no one cared about it. She never knew what it was like to be cared.

To this day, Sang Wanci and Ying Xize have made up for this shortcoming.

It was a bit of hypocritical night time, Lu Zhiwei suddenly wanted to hug Sang Wanci.

After thinking of Lao Wu's words, she did so.

—Don’t meet up with friends.

"Thank you Wanci," she smiled and put her arms around Sang Wanci's waist, "I will be very nice to you."

Sang Wanci gave a little bit because of this sudden hug, and then hugged her back in response to her joy.

She gently touched Lu Zhiwei's long soft hair and said, "Well, be nice to me."

Thinking of Xiaoqiu's words outside the elevator today, he added: "Always be honest with me and can't lie to me."

She has never seen the antagonism between friends.

She likes Lu Zhiwei, a friend, and doesn't want to lose her.

So she didn't hope Lu Zhiwei would lie to her in the future and stand on the opposite side of her.

"Of course," Lu Zhiwei should be very brisk, "I will always be honest with you and will not lie to you."

Shouldn’t it be how friends should be?

Sang Wan caressed her ponytail, lowered her eyes slightly, and swept her ears: "Really wouldn't you lie to me?"

Lu Zhiwei nodded hard, and rubbed his chin against her shoulder: "Well, no."

Sang Wan said kindly: "Then I have a question, you have to tell me the truth."

Lu Zhiwei should pay it back unsuspectingly.

Then she heard Sang Wanci's voice gently falling in her ears, like the whispers of the devil—

"Your phone desktop... Why is it a picture of Meng Lianyu?"