The Top Couple Is a Bit Sweet

Wen Li's aggressiveness is really strong. This strength is that she can usually be lazy. Once it comes to personal grievances, it will burst out with perseverance and determination that others can't imagine.

In the past two years, she and Zheng Xue have been fighting secretly. Zheng Xue will explode one TV series, and then she will explode two. Zheng Xue is open for 300 days a year, and she is open 365 days a year. If she gets tired, she gets tired. Makes more money than Zheng Xue, and is more famous than Zheng Xue. All aspects of Zheng Xue are overwhelming. It is best to make Zheng Xue feel uncomfortable when she hears her name.

The camera is installed concealed, and the sound reception is not as good as the microphone. The monitor can only see the two people whispering to each other against the wall, not knowing what they are talking about.

Zheng Xue next door is still acting like a baby, and that tone is real.

Suddenly remembering my performance in the first period, the more I think about it, the more I feel unconvinced.

Wen Li didn't eavesdrop on other people's hobbies, and went back to sit down, took a deep breath, and yelled, "Husband!"

There was no movement next door, and it was obviously heard.

Song Yan walked over and sat down beside her: "What's the matter?"

Wen Li said "louder" with his lips, then quietly tugged at his clothes, pointed his chin at the wall, "I want them to hear."

Most of Song Yan's emotional tension is used in the play. The character is clearly distinguished from himself. He rarely speaks loudly in life. Wen Li feels that he is too gentle and may not be able to hear him next door.

So the man repeated it again with her.

She said: "After a day's journey, my feet hurt."

This day, I was on the means of transportation. I am afraid that I didn't have two thousand steps in total. Song Yan took advantage of the trend and lowered his eyes to look at her legs.

She wants demeanor and not temperature, and only wears a pair of short jeans in the weather of more than ten degrees, just to show her long and thin legs when being photographed at the airport.

This girl is born with excellent proportions. Since she became an artist, her congenital conditions and acquired training have her legs straightened and slender, with smooth lines and no muscle texture at all, but she does not appear thin at all. When she sits down, the gaps between her legs appear. Slightly flattened arc, the ankle is the most skinny place, and the legs and legs are well rounded.

Song Yan squatted down in front of her and reached out to touch her ankle: "I'll rub it for you."

The sound is still not loud enough.

She doesn't count on him anymore, the subwoofer is just the subwoofer.

"You want to rub my feet? Really?" She pretended to be surprised, "You are so kind to me, I'm so happy."

Now who would say "I'm so happy" all day long, and say it in such an exaggerated tone, everyone is a living person, and some words are only suitable for listening in film and television dramas.

The staff on the monitor side also thought the same. Originally, they wanted to capture the most real side of the couple in private. Who knew that Wen Li expected them to observe in secret and began to act. If it were cut into the feature film, I’m afraid it would be caught. Said the show has a script.

Song Yan wanted her to stop talking.

At this time, be obedient and blush appropriately. The more exaggerated, the more unreal.

But all she wanted was to listen to the next door, so he just let her go.

There was no movement in the next door. I guess I knew that the soundproofing effect of this kind of temporary room was not good, so I chose to shut up.

After kneading for a few minutes, Wen Li shrank her feet: "It's okay, it's okay."

Song Yan stood up on his knees and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Um? She didn't hurt her leg originally, she just pretended to be.

Doesn't he know?

"Huh?" Wen Li wanted to do a full set of the show, so he nodded in cooperation, "It won't hurt if you rub it for me."

Then he lowered his voice, raised his eyebrows proudly at him, and said, "It's more numb than them, it's annoying to them."

The two looked at each other. Song Yan, a tool person, really didn't have a temper, stretched out his hand and pushed her forehead.

Wen Li's head was pushed back by him. She was not angry. She raised her lips and smiled very proudly. Although she laughed without showing her teeth, she still slipped out a few happy laughs from her lips. .

Song Yan sighed and then chuckled twice.

The staff did not know what they were laughing at through the monitor. Inexplicably, laughter across the screen would also be contagious. Several staff members followed their lips and laughed.

The director only felt it was a pity: "Site work, next time you do this kind of test, you must remember to fool them to bring the microphone in advance."

"Do we still use the material for smiling at each other?"

"Use it." The director is a forty-odd master. The girl's heart is undiminished. He knows exactly what little girls love to watch now. "With a background music, cut a short video, and millions of likes are coming."

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It was already night when I came out of the Radio and Television Building.

The night snack culture in Star City is very developed. As soon as the plane landed this afternoon, everyone in the team was already enthusiastically discussing where to eat supper at night.

Finally, I chose a store that is very popular on social apps.

Because it is not far from the Radio and Television Building, many artists will eat supper at this store after the show is recorded. Over time, it has become a star store and a mecca for artists to check in after get off work.

Wen Li didn't want to go. She really likes supper, but now she comes to a city full of supper stalls, and there are traps and crises everywhere.

But because today’s supper is Song Yan’s treat, he can only bite the bullet and follow it if he is reluctant.

The two teams put together a table, and the TV set on the top of the wall is showing variety shows. These men and women who often deal with entertainers on weekdays, and the men and women who work in the glamorous entertainment circle are no different from all office workers. They are completely removed after get off work in the evening. The burden of work was relieved, and it became a lot of joy.

Wenwen was sucking the crayfish, sucking down the spicy oil in her mouth. The pain caused by the pepper strongly stimulated the tip of her tongue. She coughed several times, and finally took another sip of ice-cola, sighing contentedly: "Cool!"

"..."

Wen Li bit his chopsticks and swallowed.

Wenwen looked so pitiful in her eyes, so he dialed a shrimp for her and handed it over: "Sister, would you like to take a bite? Just take a bite and it's okay."

"Since you have said so, it is hard for me to refuse, then I will—"

Before she could speak, she opened her mouth and motioned Wenwen to feed her.

Lu Dan on the side said abruptly: "If you eat one, you will have a second, and if you have a second, there will be a third. It's not unusual for me to do five catties a night because of your gluttony. Don't pretend to be pitiful with me tomorrow if you have diarrhea. The gym is still going, and it’s not allowed to come out after less than three hours."

Wen Li closed her mouth disappointedly.

She turned her head to look at Song Yan’s table again. The public is not as strict with male artists as they do with female artists. He is stronger than her by his own control, and often goes to the gym. Therefore, he does not need to control his diet. Several familiar staff clinked wine glasses.

Later, a few people came over to toast, and Wen Li didn't refuse to resign. While talking about hard work, he drank a few glasses boldly. After a while, he went back to the hotel to rest first due to dizziness.

Wenwen is young, and everyone can't persuade her to drink, so she is the only one who can drive her back to the hotel.

Wen Li sat in the back seat and opened the car window to blow the air. The breathtaking view of the city was dazzling. Compared with the exquisitely decorated shopping mall windows, this kind of citizen life is the most comfortable and leisurely.

She sighed deeply and burped, "Wenwen, I'm so pitiful."

Wenwen glanced at her through the rearview mirror: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Li curled her lips: "I am a female celebrity who earns so much money every year. I can't buy any big brands I want to buy! I even have mobile phone cases in the world's limited edition! But I can't even eat crayfish for dozens of dollars a catty!"

Wen Wen: "..."

The smell of Versailles was too strong, and she didn't want to care about the female star.

"I am 1.66.3! I didn't hold back gaining weight during the Chinese New Year! Ninety-six! Then those people said on the Internet that I was fat! It made me grit my teeth and lose weight after eating for a month to lose weight. !"

Wen Wen: "..."

"They are thin! They are the thinnest! They even the ashes box add up to nine catties!"

"Sister!" Wen Wenfu said, "Please civilized speak."

"Civilized speaking, civilized speaking." Wen Li also realized that he was a little lacking in quality, and quickly changed his statement, "Their inorganic materials with boxes add up to nine catties."

Wenwen didn't persuade him at all. Forget it, there was no one else in the car anyway, and she would keep her uncivilized remarks secret until the day she died and brought it into the coffin.

In fact, Wen Li was not drunk, just to relieve her anger by drunkenness by uttering what she can't complain about.

Get off at the hotel, still walking in a straight line.

Wen Wen looked for the room card in his bag and asked Wen Li worriedly: "Sister, don't you really need to go to the pharmacy to buy some hangover tablets?"

Wen Li said, "I'm not drunk, and even if I get drunk and sleep for a while, I'm not that hypocritical."

The elevator stopped on the eighteenth floor, which was the restaurant. Wen Li guessed that someone was coming in, and subconsciously put on sunglasses.

With a ding, there was indeed someone outside the door.

Still an acquaintance.

Lu Ming and Zheng Xue were standing at the door holding hands. There were sweet smiles on the faces of the young couple, but they were stunned when they saw the people in the elevator.

She knew that the program group had booked a star-rated hotel for the guests, but she did not expect Yuanjia to be on a narrow road and ran into it tonight.

Wenwen was stunned, wondering whether this greeting should be called or not. Let's not. Anyhow, Lu Ming and Zheng Xue are also first-line artists. Let's do it, and I am afraid that my sister will be upset.

After struggling for a long time, Zheng Xue still said first: "Wen Li, your new assistant? You don't even know how to say hello. It seems that you didn't teach well."

Being embarrassed in person, Wenwen whistling, not wanting to embarrass my sister, quickly said: "No, that—"

Wen Li interrupted quietly: "Who said that, I teach very well, some people are not worthy of my assistant to say hello to her, can this blame my assistant?"

Wenwen immediately looked at Wen Li moved.

Zheng Xue sneered twice, trying to pull Lu Ming into the elevator, but the man took a step back and whispered: "Let's wait for the next trip."

"Why wait for the next trip? This elevator is exclusively for her?" Zheng Xue retorted, and then raised her lips inexplicably, "Or do you mean that you have a guilty conscience, husband?"

Lu Ming glanced at Wen Li subconsciously.

Wearing sunglasses, Wen Li couldn't see the emotions in her eyes, but she held her chest and raised her chin with arrogance, as if she didn't care whether they took this elevator or waited for the next elevator.

He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and he remembered hearing her and Song Yan's conversation in the lounge this afternoon.

In the end, Zheng Xue was pulled into the elevator.

The elevator is very large, more than enough to accommodate four people, but because the atmosphere is not right, the space is also very cramped, as if it is going to burst people.

There was nothing to say until the elevator reached the floor, and the four people moved at the same time.

Damn, the room is actually on the first floor.

The dog forced the program team to deliberately cause trouble.

The four people walked out of the elevator one after the other. Zheng Xue and Lu Ming, who were walking in front, didn't know what they were whispering, and looked back at Wen Li from time to time.

Walking all the way to the blind spot of monitoring, Zheng Xue finally couldn't help but turned her head back: "Wen Li, why do you say you are so disgusting?"

Lu Ming opened his lips uselessly, with a complicated expression.

Is it going to be noisy?

Very good, it just happened that I didn't eat any crayfish today, and I suffocated my stomach.

Wen Li helped her sunglasses, and learned the appearance of the sketch actor, and said nonchalantly, "There are so many people who hate me, how old are you?"

"You!" Zheng Xue's meninges swelled like that angrily to her.

"Two years ago, you were scolded like that on the Internet, and since you dare to come." She applauded, and Yin and Yang said weirdly, "The courage is commendable."

Wen Li smiled twice: "Are you amnesia? The first place in the voting of the program group is me, shut up if I don’t red, don’t make up for yourself, you and your husband are not red enough to be hot enough to be appreciated by me. ."

It seems that Zheng Xue was suddenly hit by the stinging point. What she hates most is that she is not Wen Lihong.

She has been chasing Wen Li for the past two years, but she is still overwhelmed by her.

Zheng Xue's chest was up and down violently, her eyes glaring in excitement, "Don't think I can't see what's going on with Song Yan, you are not like you in the circle, there is no need to pretend to me, you It’s hard for Song Yan not to be afraid of being overwhelmed by the green hat and willing to accompany you on the show."

"Green hat your sister!"

Hearing Song Yan's name, Wen Li's drunkenness finally broke out: "Just your husband? Send me those unclear and ambiguous messages. If it weren't for the fact that I was frying CP at that time, I wanted to stop him directly. , Even if you are in love with your brain, you still think what kind of sweet potato is he. Let me tell you, our teacher Song is a hundred times stronger than your husband. He is handsomer and more profitable than him. I am not blind. I need it for you. Husband let our teacher Song be wronged?"

Zheng Xue opened her eyes wide in shock. She was not as good as Wen Li, so she raised her arm to try.

"Why? Do you want to pull your hair?" Wen Li took a step back cautiously. "You have so little hair. Be careful I'll pull you bald."

Zheng Xue rushed, really frustrated, and started talking crazy: "...Wen Li! You and Song Yan are married by agreement. What's the use of him if he is handsome! You are not a real couple!"

"Agreement, our teacher Song is good for less work, I don't know if Lu Ming is doing well." Wen Li said, and glanced at Lu Ming contemptuously. Not coming to bed."

Both Zheng Xue and Lu Ming's faces turned black.

Wen Wen: "..."

After that, sister, the spirit of drinking is completely forced out.

She had just graduated from college not long after, and she didn't want to listen to this kind of debate among adults.

Wenwen stepped back silently, trying to escape the scene, anyway, her sister was so prickly, Zheng Xue and Lu Ming together could not bother her.

As he walked to the elevator, Wenwen saw a familiar figure again.

Teacher Song, who was supposed to be eating supper in the store at this time, was standing there with the crayfish packed in a bag in his hand.