The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

Huo Lan was short of breath.

…

Don't be a coward.

Liang Xiao read a lot of books and always considered himself to be the more experienced one of the two. Unexpectedly, he was overwhelmed by their boss Huo in this kind of thing.

Liang Xiao was inspired to fight, took a deep breath, and moved up tremblingly.

Sensing his writhing, Huo Lan instinctively raised his hand to grope, held it empty several times, and finally grabbed his arm.

Liang Xiao was about to close his eyes and go out to talk to Mr. Huo. When he realized something was wrong, he frowned and opened his eyes, meeting the blood in Huo Lan's eyes.

Liang Xiao said softly, "Huo Lan?"

"What's wrong?"

Liang Xiao didn't know what he thought of, so he was not at ease: "Don't worry, I-"

Huo Lan: "Does it still hurt?"

Liang Xiao was stunned, and instinctively lowered her head.

…It’s not a question of whether it hurts or not.

They are clearly going to crush his weak arm with one hand.

Liang Xiao didn't want to admit it, and took a breath: "It doesn't hurt."

Liang Xiao didn't tell him to take his hand back, but he held it up and clenched it firmly.

"Huo Lan." Liang Xiao pulled him firmly, "I'm here, I'll listen to you."

Liang Xiao met his gaze and said word by word, "I listen carefully and can understand."

Huo Lan looked at him, his chest heaved several times, closed his eyes, and his shoulders that were as cold as iron gradually loosened.

"In the future..." Huo Lan said, "I will blow."

Liang Xiao didn't understand: "Huh?"

Huo Lan looked at Liang Xiao, his voice hoarse: "No... I'll call you alone again."

Why don't you ask one more question.

Why do you keep your head down and keep those upbringing etiquette.

Huo Lan forced himself to stop thinking about how Xiao Liang Xiao, who was facing the medicine on the table and was alone in the room, didn't feel uncomfortable.

When he was in Jiangnan, he was sad because of his parents. Xiao Liangxiao didn't know where to go, but he didn't stop asking questions, he just taught him that if people want to live, they can only look forward, keep looking forward, and can't be trapped in the past.

Liang Xiao taught him that he should not be limited by the past.

Huo Lan raised his hand, gently circled him, and pressed it against Liang Xiao's forehead, his voice softened: "...will accompany you."

Liang Xiao didn't know what was going on, so she rubbed his forehead and agreed, "Yeah."

Liang Xiao thought about it, and felt that she should say something: "I will accompany-"

"With you." Huo Lan whispered, "Don't go anymore."

Liang Xiao didn't dare to leave all night for fear of scaring Huo Lan.

Not only did he not dare to leave, he didn't even move, he hugged Mr. Huo and took pictures until he couldn't hold it any longer, and then he fell asleep.

Huo Lan noticed that his arm was falling, so he hugged him and opened his eyes.

Liang Xiao was really struggling all day, exhausted and fell asleep, and felt uncomfortable on her body, and her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled when she fell asleep.

The fever subsided, and there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his forehead, half curled up, his face pale.

The usually clear eyes were closed, and the tiredness finally leaked out unabashedly.

Liang Xiao felt a little more comfortable, let out a low breath, and rubbed against his arms again.

Huo Lan circled him and patted his back, telling Liang Xiao to gradually relax.

It's been too long, and Liang Xiao himself probably can't figure it out...why is the only one so persistent about this.

Over the years, Huo Lan deliberately did not think about it, but he still remembered the situation from time to time.

It was on the evening of the weekend when he was on the verge of the final sprint. He was reviewing and checking for weak subjects.

Although his mother only regarded him as a child of a separate family, but after all, she saw him from a young age and was still very gentle to him, occasionally bending over and asking him about his homework progress with a smile.

He is determined to get better grades at the end of the term and go back to show his mother.

Xiao Liangxiao was also reviewing for the exam, but she couldn't read the textbook, so she rolled over on the sofa, and had to chat with him.

Liang Xiao asked him what the family was like when they were together.

He didn't think much about it at that time, and he didn't know much about it. He just answered a few simple sentences and then assigned Xiaoliang Xiao a new homework.

Huo Lan still remembers it clearly.

He told Xiao Liangxiao that the family can stay together often, travel around, watch the aurora in autumn, ski in winter, and go to the Gold Coast in summer.

In the late winter and early spring, people are prone to sleepiness, and they are reluctant to walk around when they are lazy, or they can stay at home all day.

Do nothing, just read and listen.

Liang Xiao felt more comfortable than when he first fell asleep, rubbed against his chest, turned over, and hugged his arm in a dream with extraordinary skill.

Huo Lan was held by him, protected him in his arms, and closed his eyes.

…

Liang Xiao understood what he said and did not refuse, they are now family.

He is Mr. Liang's home, and Mr. Liang is his person.

They will spend a long time together.

These things, they can do it one by one.

Liang Xiao listened to the script for three days at home. When the deadline for joining the group came, he finally packed up and hurried on the plane to the studio.

"It was originally intended for a private jet."

The housekeeper helped to send people off and explained to the agent: "I'm afraid that it will be too public and let the rest of the crew see it, but it will not affect Mr. Liang badly."

Duan Ming was taken aback: "No, no."

Duan Ming vaguely forced them out from Liang Xiao's mouth and the two stabbed a layer of window paper. They were prepared for the battle that came out of the villa this time, but there were still some things that they didn't quite understand: "Mr. Huo Why didn't you come?"

Housekeeper: "…"

The housekeeper coughed and bit his head: "Mr. Huo is afraid that Mr. Liang will be reluctant to leave."

Duan Ming: "Huh?"

The housekeeper raised his head, looked at Mr. Liang who was finally back to work, happily pulling his assistant busy, and sighed.

Mr. Huo didn't show up in person because he was worried that Mr. Liang would not move when he saw him, and his heart was like an arrow. If he stopped filming, he must go back to the villa.

Mr. Liang is obviously not reckless.

Mr. Liang's heart was tied to the arrow and flew away.

The housekeeper felt sorry for them, Mr. Huo, and said vaguely: "Nothing, Mr. Huo is busy."

Being the president's daily schedule, Duan Ming understood and nodded: "That makes Mr. Huo also take care of his body."

The housekeeper thanked him and exchanged gifts: "Mr. Liang also——"

The housekeeper was stunned and looked around: "Where's Mr. Liang?"

Duan Ming hasn't used a loudspeaker to find an artist for a while. Hearing this, he raised his head in surprise and looked at the assistant who looked equally blank.

…

Liang Xiao panted lightly, her eyes quick and her legs fast, intercepting Huo Lan, who was about to infiltrate the crowd again.

This paragraph is familiar to him.

It's just that Mr. Huo's anti-reconnaissance ability is so strong that he can't see it every time he looks up.

Liang Xiao chased him like a mole four or five times, and finally hit the man successfully: "Mr. Huo."

Huo Lan was grabbed by his arm, paused, and stopped.

Huo Lan didn't want to freeze Liang Xiao, so he took a half step back.

Read around, and don’t let people come and go casually.”

Huo Lan held him to read the script these days, got a general understanding of the crew process, and nodded.

"It can be turned on in about a week." Liang Xiao followed the instructions, "After burning the incense, let it run around."

Huo Lan looked up at him, stunned, and nodded.

Liang Xiao looked at him, a little worried.

Liang Xiao consciously regarded her face as something outside her body, but she still instinctively felt that such private words were inappropriate in public.

But Mr. Huo probably made up his mind to be a cold and handsome mute today.

Liang Xiao took a deep breath, looked around and no one noticed, coughed: "You—"

Liang Xiao whispered: "No, don't you need to bite me?"

Huo Lan: “…”

Running two steps in slow motion, Mr. Huo raised his hand and grabbed his arm.

Liang Xiao let out a long sigh of relief: "Mr. Huo—"

"Take care of yourself." Huo Lan said, "Don't worry about your family."

Liang Xiao held her breath for a while, looked at Huo Lan, and smiled: "Well."

Huo Lan was afraid of talking too much and calling Liang Xiao homesick. He didn't want to talk to him at first, but now he couldn't bear it anymore, he dragged him and couldn't let go, his voice was low and fast: "Do what you can. Okay, take precautions when doing dangerous actions and don't take risks."

Liang Xiaoan listened to him quietly.

"Eat on time, sleep on time, don't stay up late to play games."

Huo Lan: "If you can't memorize the script, just read it a few times, understand the memory, and don't hit the wall..."

Liang Xiao: “…”

Liang Xiao felt that it was necessary to find time to talk to her agent.

Although sharing small details that are not known to each other properly can enhance feelings, it is also a kind of innocuous little fun...

But you don't have to be generous.

Huo Lan didn't see his response, so he fell silent, his eyes fell on him.

“…good.”

Liang Xiao nodded obediently: "I won't hit the wall."

Huo Lan was somewhat relieved, looked at Liang Xiao for a while, raised his arm and gently embraced him behind his back.

Liang Xiao waited for a long time for this parting hug, her wish was over, she hugged him back and patted him, enduring the heat to remind them Mr. Huo: "The pheromone is unstable... remember to find me. "

Huo Lan has helped him regulate his glands these days, and his pheromone has also stabilized a lot. He didn't want Liang Xiao to worry, and shook his head honestly: "It's been stable recently."

Liang Xiao was speechless: "…"

Liang Xiao raised her head and looked at him for a long time, remembering Huo Lan's words "home", and stabbed her heart and lungs until she couldn't hold her breath.

Liang Xiao lowered his eyes and smiled for a while: "Okay, then it's fine."

If you don't get on the plane, you will be called by the airport. Liang Xiao checks the time and prepares to go back to board the plane: "Then I'll go first, you also pay attention to your body-"

Huo Lan: "Liang Xiao."

Liang Xiao: "Arrived."

"..." Huo Lan was silent, took off his windbreaker and handed it to him.

Liang Xiaogang sighed in his heart that Mr. Huo was really straight, and he took the coat off guard, hugged it subconsciously, stunned for a while, then raised his head to meet Huo Lan's sight.

Huo Lan looked at him for a while, then grabbed the windbreaker and tugged it.

Liang Xiao hugged her hand and didn't let go: "Isn't it for me?!"

"Just let me take it? Hug? Experience this warm touch?"

Liang Xiao grieved and indignant: "I didn't say it, you want to care for the orphan-"

Huo Lan sighed, took out the windbreaker that was about to be crumpled up from his arms, held Liang Xiao's arm, and carefully put it on for him.

Liang Xiao was stunned.

Huo Lan: "...If you miss home."

Huo Lan straightened his collar for him: "Just contact me."

Liang Xiao opened his mouth, and his heart was suddenly hot and painful.

Liang Xiao was reluctant to speak, pursed the corners of his mouth and nodded.

Huo Lan nodded: "Go."

Liang Xiao finally seized the time, quickly hugged Mr. Huo, who was destined to be not alone, leaned cheekily, rubbed his neck, turned and ran away.

"Got it."

Duan Ming nodded: "That's why you got on the plane wearing a windbreaker coat three sizes oversized and dressed like a wizard who just hit an owl."

"..." Liang Xiao hugged the windbreaker and couldn't bear to take it off: "Brother Duan."

Duan Ming didn't give him a chance: "Hurry up, this kind of clothes can't be ironed, washed, or dry cleaned."

Liang Xiao was stunned: "Is it a one-off?"

Duan Ming: "...No."

"There is a special nursing facility." Duan Ming probably knows this, "Dry cleaning may discolor and wash the fabric."

The set is not close, they flew for a few hours before landing at the airport.

The crew picked up the plane and delivered it directly to the reserved hotel.

The responsible team of Star Crown has contacted, and it is still too late to send the clothes for care.

Duan Ming supervised him to take off his coat, handed it over to the assistant team, thanked him and turned back: "What did Mr. Huo tell you?"

Liang Xiao lost her windbreaker and lay down on the sofa: "Forget it."

It's okay if he didn't ask, now when he asks, Liang Xiao also remembers the business: "Brother Duan, how can you be so disloyal?"

Duan Ming is inexplicable: "What did I do?"

"You tell Mr. Huo-"

Liang Xiao was embarrassed to say it herself, and after a long time, she let out a sigh of relief, and her face became hot: "Don't tell Mr. Huo anything..."

Duan Ming thought about it carefully, all in all, he remembered that Liang Xiao was playing games in the middle of the night with the housekeeper, and he got angry when he saw him: "I said it was not for your own good?"

Originally in this line of work, day and night were reversed and it was not good to rest.

Liang Xiao played games for half a night at every turn, but he didn't show much appearance, the dark circles were not obvious, and the lack of sleep could not be made up.

"Why can't I say it?"

Duan Ming couldn't figure out why he couldn't even say something like this: "If you can save your mind, do you need me to say it?!"

Liang Xiao was speechless by what he said, opened his mouth, and honestly admitted his mistake: "No."

Duan Ming glared at him: "Who is to blame?"

Liang Xiao: "Blame me."

Duan Ming has been worrying about him these days until he can't eat well, can't sleep, but Liang Xiao was protected by Mr. Huo.

Duan Ming held back for a few days, and finally had a chance to express the block in his chest, and gave him a few words to completely relieve his breath: "If you don't want us to worry, take care of yourself."

Liang Xiao nodded, turned over his pockets, and ate the candy.

Duan Ming has never seen it before: "Where did you get the sugar?"

"Mr. Huo gave it." Liang Xiao put away the candy wrapper and was a little happy, "I am afraid of suffering when I take medicine."

The adjuvant drugs that Feiyang Pharmaceutical provided him with the inhibitor, many of which were taken orally, were indeed bitter.

On the plane, he turned over all the pockets of the trench coat, and turned over these candies.

Liang Xiao was holding candy, and suddenly felt that it was good to inform: "Brother Duan."

Duan Ming has no reason behind: "What are you doing?"

Liang Xiao: "I am not only afraid of suffering, but also afraid of not having money."

Duan Ming: "…Huh?"

Liang Xiao looked at him earnestly: "Every day I want someone to send me a red envelope of ten yuan."

"Oh." Duan Ming asked, "Then what?"

Liang Xiao's ears were a little hot, so he coughed and didn't say any more.

Then no help.

He didn't have to ask for a red envelope, he just wanted to find an excuse, and try to chat with Mr. Huo every day without the need for thank-you letters and apology letters.

It's a pity that Mr. Huo is cold and arrogant, and he is calm and restrained in emotional matters, and it seems that he does not need to chat very much.

…Even if you talk about ten dollars.

Liang Xiao felt that maybe his hint was not obvious enough, took a deep breath, and was about to talk to Duan Ming about how much he loves money in detail, when suddenly someone knocked on the door: "Who?"

The assistant ran over to open the door and asked two questions: "The script reading session."

"Got it." Liang Xiao calmed down and got up, "Is Director Jin here?"

The field attendant outside the door greeted him politely: "Come on, teachers, please come over."

Jin Zhenbo is a typical old-school director. He has always been famous for his strict rules and regulations.

Liang Xiao joined his crew when he was acting as a stand-in for "Under the Willow". I was particularly impressed by the rules in the group. From the reading meeting to the start of the incense burner, the filming began to be closed when I joined the group.

Because of this, Liang Xiao didn't set the time to meet Huo Lan.

Duan Ming responded quickly, neatly packed up the script coat, warm water bag and thermos cup, and slammed it into him: "Come on."

Liang Xiao can catch it: "Brother Duan, rest early."

point.

In principle, staff members are not allowed to participate in the reading party. The agent and assistant have been chasing him for a day. It is better to go to bed early and be steadfast.

Duan Ming didn't need to worry about him, he waved his hand and sent the person out of the room.

They arrived at the end of the group, and the plane landed and went straight to the hotel. The time was so tight that it happened to be the first reading session.

Liang Xiao followed the staff to the meeting room, and there were already many people inside.

"Cloud Flag" is based on Yun Lang. It is actually a group drama. Besides him, there are many characters with distinct personalities and memories. , the ratings and popularity are absolutely guaranteed.

Many of the actors who are attracted are not low-ranking, and they would rather drop their ranks to take over the supporting roles. Swiping around the house hastily, you can find many very familiar faces.

Jin Zhenbo also sat at the table with the script, and when he saw him enter the door, he nodded: "Come in."

Liang Xiao entered the door to say hello and found a place to sit down.

"I know you just arrived." Jin Zhenbo said, "I asked you to come today, first to feel the atmosphere of the reading party."

Liang Xiao nodded: "Okay."

Jin Zhenbo is strict and disciplined, but he doesn't care about identity as much as Song Qi, because of the shooting theme, he has also used omega actors.

Liang Xiao was stuck in the group time to report this time, and the star crown explained the reason. Jin Zhenbo glanced at him and deliberately took care of it: "If you don't have enough breath, you can read the script extensively first."

Liang Xiao smiled: "No need."

Jin Zhenbo raised his eyebrows.

It was the first time he had contact with Liang Xiao, and his impression of him was that he was still an unknown substitute, willing to endure hardships and have few problems. He hanged on Weiya for a day, and when he came down, Weiya's clothes were soaked with blood , and never say hello.

Yun Lian's role in "Sui Chu" is outstanding. Liang Xiao was not surprised before it was broadcast. Jin Zhenbo was not surprised.

Song Qi knew him long ago, and he had seen the demo of "Sui Chu" in advance. Liang Xiao was born to eat this bowl of rice. He couldn't make a mistake in his body and camera sense, and his expressiveness was also amazing. This time, the male protagonist's strength is enough.

Only because there are not many lines, so I can't see the foundation for the time being.

Omega actors will have a special period, their physical fitness is unstable, and the breath is easy to keep up in the stage just ended.

Jin Zhenbo took care of him once, fulfilled his obligation, and said no more: "start."

The assistant director on the side took the script and read the narration: "It's black, the morning mist is faint."

Associate Director: "Wide-angle shot with rocker arm, soldiers scattered, scattered three or four from the beacon, war horses wandering without a master..."

The plot starts from chasing soldiers to kill Yun Lang.

All the way to the border, the further you go, the more bitter and cold, the more desolate you go.

The assistant director read a series of galloping horse hooves, and the middle-aged actor who played the leader of the chasing soldiers connected in time: "Restrain the horse, the arrow has no eyes!"

Liang Xiao put down the script and raised his head: "Whoever blocks me will die."

"There are ten crossbows in the woods, and there are tripwires in front."

The middle-aged actor said slowly: "Tianluodiwang."

Middle-aged actor: "If you run away, you will only find your own way of death."

Liang Xiao: "I'm still ten miles away from the dead end."

"Ten miles away is the border with Rong and Di."

Associate Director: "The camera is chasing the leader's perspective, the aerial shot is swept back, and the corpses are scattered all over the field with smoke and dust."

The middle-aged actor was silent for a while: "Master Young Master, you may not have a chance to survive."

Liang Xiao smiled and said, "I'm no longer Young Master."

"In the past, the old affairs had nothing to do with the young master.

Middle-aged actor: "Go back now, the courtiers petition for mercy, maybe there will be a turning point."

Middle-aged actor: "The border is in danger, once it goes, life and death will be on the line-"

Liang Xiao: "Go and tell Rong Di."

Middle-aged actor: "What?"

Liang Xiao smiled: "Go and tell them..."

Liang Xiao raised his jaw, arrogantly: "Don't run away, be careful of life and death."

The middle-aged actor put down the script and fell silent.

Liang Xiao smiled free and easy, with a clear voice: "I was born in the Han Yulin Lang, and I first followed the hussars to fight Yuyang."

"He only read these two sentences, pulled the reins, jumped over the fences and barricades, and walked away."

The assistant director continued with the narration: "I was born in the Han Yulin Lang, and I first followed the hussars to fight Yuyang. Who knows how hard it is to Bian Ting..."

The middle-aged actor whispered: "I still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones even if I die."

Yun Lang rode to the dead end.

Associate Director: "He will never come back."