Chapter 18

"Lao Li, I can't wait any longer! Is the movie king coming? "

"Who knows Maybe we were pigeoned... "

"Do it! Look at the sky, it's really pigeoned It's hard. I knew I'd go back to the house and blow the air conditioner. " Fat man Wei muttered and looked up at the sky. His face was full of regret.

"Oh, wait a minute. By the way, ah yuan, do you have any cigarettes?"

"Yes, yes, roots?"

"I'll ask I don't really smoke much. " Li Qing suddenly became serious.

"Hypocrisy! Come on Lu Yuan gave him a look.

"Since you've invited me so kindly, I'm sorry not to accept it. Forget it. Let's take root." Although Li Qing said no, the gesture to smoke had already been arranged. "Bah! If you want to smoke, Lao Li, you hypocrite is disgusting. By the way, ah yuan, give me a root. " Looking at the stink on Li Qing's face, Wei Pang couldn't help but vomit.

"Well, here you are."

"Well, ah yuan, why don't you smoke?"

The sun is setting and the sky is full of sunset.

"I suddenly feel that beautiful scenery is more comfortable than smoking. I may have to change my mind."

Lu Yuan still looks at the distance quietly, his eyes are more blurred and deeper than before.

He became serious, too.

This kind of voice, this kind of expression, this kind of posture let Li Qing and Wei fat man two people be stunned instantly.

The goods

What's wrong with your brain?

Even, they felt that the man in front of them was not Lu Yuan

It's about pretending to be a criminal.

Or

Have you really changed your ways?

"I said, no smoking in front of me! When my words are in the ear? "

Just at the moment when they wanted to despise Lu Yuan, suddenly the hot and dry air gave off a palpitating coolness.

Wang Jinxue came out of the house. Her face was cold and she grabbed the smoke they had just lit and threw it on the ground to stamp it out. Her voice was as cold as ten thousand years ago, staring at them.

Li Qing and Wei Pang shudder subconsciously.

Then they took a look at the smoke on the ground and glanced at Lu Yuan, who looked like a young man of literature and art

They suddenly understood.

It's not Lu Yuan who has gone from Liang.

It's about knowing that this is bound to be a fruitless struggle.

Know that "forbidden ambassador" Wang Jinxue will come out to play "warm" tips, even if the point is also a waste.

So he stopped smoking.

At this moment, they really want to beat Lu Yuan.

If you can't, you can't. what else do you say?

I believe you ghost!

Uneasy waiting is the need for an end.

At six o'clock in the evening, after the sun set, Wei Pang was ready to give up, and the roar of cars came from the road in the distance.

Yeah?

Are you here?

Several people looked up with expectation, but then saw a tall and powerful "herdsman" driving towards this side.

Then expectation turned into disappointment.

"It can't be Lu Yihong's car. Lu Yihong should drive a Lamborghini. After all, he's a little fresh meat type of film emperor."

"Yes, I remember that he had a Lamborghini 711, green. It was just too coquettish."

"It seems that he will not come today."

"Yes."

But the herdsman stopped at the gate of the company.

A middle-aged uncle with a ragged beard and a charming middle-aged uncle slowly stepped down from the car. A gust of wind blew, blowing his windbreaker.

I tossed my hair, a few wisps of white hair floating slightly on my forehead.

With the windbreaker scattered, it seems that there is a little bit of lashing and charming, it is almost forced to the extreme, can be called a mobile hormone!

It's really Lu Yihong!

Li Qing and Wei fat man were stunned again!

Lu Yihong, who originally thought he had been following the style of small fresh meat, turned out to be like this uncle, and even his style had completely changed.

What did he go through this year?

"Are you Lu Yuan?"

"Well."

"Are you Lu Yihong?"

"Yes."

"Nice to meet you."

"Good to meet you! Nice to meet you! Nice to meet you

After getting off the bus, Lu Yihong warmly gave Lu Yuan a hug, which was very powerful and exciting, even full of "basic feelings".

Lu Yuanyi had not seen this battle for a while, and he was suddenly taken aback!

His impression of Lu Yihong should be as cold as Wang Jinxue, and at the same time, he should be as commanding as 255.

You can't even look at people with your chin.

But the reality isSome are hard to say.

Is he a fag?

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan suddenly realized the feeling of Wei pangzi.

He subconsciously excited, looking at Lu Yihong's ambiguous eyes, his heart suddenly grew a little bad.

Maybe it's not good!

………………………………

Lu Yihong has already read the script, so when he sat down, he saved the time to read the script.

Then there was the script.

It was the first time that Wei Pang Zi talked to Lu Yihong so close that he could not help feeling a little nervous.

I didn't dare to talk to you for a while.

Li Qing is a worker behind the scenes. He has no experience in talking to actors of this level. He just sits and pours tea.

Wang Jinxue is sitting beside Lu Yuan without saying a word, just like Lu Yuan's girlfriend, quiet and elegant.

Wang Jinxue knows Lu Yihong, but has no interest in talking to him.

This is the current situation of the three.

Lu Yihong didn't know Wang Jinxue, only that he was the investor of the film.

However, 800 thousand investors are not really big investors. Even if they are beautiful, they are not interested in them.

On the contrary, he was interested in Lu Yuanting, whose face was a little red and strange. His eyes were calm but with a hint of evasion.

So, he stares at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan also looked at him. The more he looked at him, the more he felt the hair in his heart.

The more you look at it, the more you feel

It's very basic.

"Take root?"

"No, thank you. I don't smoke."

"Not really."

"Well, yes, I don't. I never smoke."

"What if the movie is going to make you smoke?"

"I'll try."

"Oh, good."

It's not good to stare at each other like this. It's embarrassing.

Lu Yuan began to talk.

Lu Yuan's way of talking is always direct, starting with a cigarette.

Lu Yihong doesn't smoke, and Lu Yuan doesn't demand it.

Anyway, it's just a form of conversation.

"Talk about your understanding of the script." Since Lu Yihong doesn't smoke, Lu Yuan won't smoke. He just asks Li Qing to pour Lu Yihong a cup of tea.

The fragrance of tea is floating around, which makes me feel a little clear and bright.

It's delicious.

At least it's not musty.

A good start, isn't it?

"I heard your song this morning."

Lu Yihong suddenly gave a deep smile.

He did not talk about the script, nor did he talk about the understanding of the script, let alone the words of Lu Yuan.

Instead, he suddenly asked an irrelevant question.

"Oh?" Lu Yuan was stunned.

"Is there a full version of this song?"

"Yes."

"So I'm lucky to hear the first full version today?"

"Do you want to hear it?"

"Well, I'd love to."

"Tell me your reasons." Lu Yuan looks at Lu Yihong, inexplicably curious.

"Ten years ago, I used to be a singer. I lived under the overpass of the Third Ring Road in Yanjing. I dreamed that I could become famous and stand in front of TV with my guitar in my arms."

"You're famous now, and you're great."

"Yes, but not as a singer, but as an actor, because I don't have a good voice and I don't have any creative talent."

"There should be a lot of inspirational songs."

"Yes, but there has never been a song that made me drive the wrong car."

"The reason why you are late is because you drove the wrong car?"

"Yeah, I cut off the singing part of that video and put it in the car to listen to it. I had a lot of feeling. I drove the wrong car."

"You should have an agent? Why drive yourself? "

"I have, but she's too noisy and I don't want to bring her out."

"Er..."

"I am a person with feelings. I think there are stories in your singing, stories in your voice, and stories in your scripts. I always think that talented people are people with stories. Therefore, I think we are all people with feelings. We are a kind of people."

Lu Yihong's eyes are deep and blurred, the husha is messy but full of charm, and his voice is ambiguous and yearning.

“……” Lu Yihong's sudden high hat left Lu Yuan at a loss, and even tried to find a hole in the ground.

What about the script?

How did it turn into a chat?

This is not the right way to open it.

And this one praise, let Lu Yuan not only do not feel comfortable to install dark force, on the contrary, in the heart more and more hair hair.

In fact, he has no talent, no feelings, even a vulgar, philistine, just want to make a little money.People have a sense of shame.

Now Lu Yuan's sense of shame is bursting.

Of course, there are some goose bumps.

"I want to be the first audience of this song. I have a hunch that I will love this song very much."

"I have a guitar in my car." Wang Jinxue stood up and handed a guitar to Lu Yuan just like before.

Lu Yuan takes over the guitar and looks forward to Lu Yihong.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes.

As for Li Qing and Wei Pang, they opened their mouths.

Things went beyond their expectations.

The movie emperor doesn't seem to be much like the movie emperor.

Wait!

The movie emperor becomes a fan of a yuan?

I'm afraid it's not a dream, is it?

"It's OK to listen to the full version of the song, but I want to make one thing clear."

"What?"

"I am Lu Yuan, male and female!"

“？？”

"I don't do it." Lu Yuan took over the guitar, very serious, very religious, very sacred oath out of these four words.

"I I don't do it either At first, Lu Yihong didn't understand. How to listen to the song had something to do with Daoji. But when he saw Lu Yuan's expression, his face changed dramatically, and even turned into a pig's liver color. He took a deep breath and finally choked out this sentence.

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