"Lao Li, I really can't wait any longer! Will the actor come yet?"

"Who knows... maybe we were let go..."

"Fuck! Look at the sky, it's really bad... It's uncomfortable. If I had known earlier, I would have gone back to the house and turned on the air conditioner." Fatty Wei muttered and looked up at the sky. Hengrou's face was full of regret.

"Hey, wait a little longer. By the way, Ayuan, do you have any cigarettes?"

"Yes, yes, Lai Gen?"

"Let me ask... I actually don't smoke much." Li Qing suddenly became serious.

"Hypocritical! Come on..." Lu Yuan rolled his eyes at him.

"Since you invited me so kindly, I would be embarrassed not to accept it. Forget it, let's have a smoke." Although Li Qing said no, he had already made a gesture to ask for a cigarette. Um.

"Bah! You can smoke if you want. Lao Li, you are a disgusting hypocrite. By the way, Ayuan, give me some too." Fatty Wei looked at the stinky look on Li Qing's face and couldn't help but vomit again.

One bite.

"Well, here you go."

"Well, Ayuan, why don't you smoke?"

The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with sunset.

"I suddenly feel that beautiful scenery is more comfortable than smoking. Maybe I should change my ways."

Lu Yuan was still looking into the distance quietly, his eyes more blurred and deeper than before.

He also became serious.

This voice, this expression, this gesture made Li Qing and Fatty Wei instantly stunned.

This thing...

Something wrong with your brain?

They even felt that the person in front of them was not Lu Yuan...

But what kind of pretense.

Or...

Have you really changed your ways?

"I told you not to smoke in front of me! Do you think my words fall on deaf ears?"

Just when the two of them were about to despise Lu Yuan, suddenly the originally hot air began to feel chilly.

Wang Jinxue walked out of the house, with a cold expression on her face, she grabbed the cigarettes they had just lit, threw them on the ground and stamped them out, her voice was as chilling as ice that had lasted for thousands of years, staring at the two of them.

Li Qing and Fatty Wei trembled subconsciously.

Then they looked at the smoke on the ground out of the corner of their eyes and glanced at Lu Yuan, who looked into the distance and looked like an artistic young man...

Suddenly they understood.

It's not that Lu Yuan has become a good person.

But I know that this is destined to be a fruitless struggle.

Knowing that the "banning ambassador" Wang Jinxue would come out to play "warm" reminders, even if I clicked on it, it would be a waste.

So he simply stopped smoking.

At this moment, the two of them wanted to beat Lu Yuan very much.

If you can't smoke, you can't smoke. How can you talk about correcting your evil ways?

I believe you as a ghost!

The anxious waiting needs an ending after all.

Just when the time reached six o'clock in the evening and the sun went down, Fatty Wei was about to give up, when the roar of cars came from the highway in the distance.

Um?

Are you here?

Several people looked up in anticipation, but then they saw a tall and powerful "Wrangler" driving towards them.

Then the anticipation turned into disappointment.

"This can't be Lu Yihong's car. Lu Yihong should drive a Lamborghini. After all, he is a young actor."

"Yes, I remember he owned a Lamborghini 711. It was green. It was so sexy."

"It seems he won't come today."

"right."

But the Wrangler stopped in front of the company.

A middle-aged man with unshaven beard but extremely charming slowly stepped out of the car. A gust of wind blew up the windbreaker he was wearing.

He tossed his hair casually, and a few strands of white hair on his forehead were floating slightly.

With the windbreaker loosened, she looks a little bit cool and charming. She is simply showing off to the extreme, and can be called a moving hormone!

It’s really Lu Yihong!

Li Qing and Fatty Wei were stunned again!

Lu Yihong, who originally thought he had always had a young and fresh style, turned out to look like this uncle, and even his style completely changed.

What has he experienced in this year?

"Are you Lu Yuan?"

"Um."

"Are you Lu Yihong?"

"right."

"Nice to meet you."

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

After getting off the car, Lu Yihong gave Lu Yuan a very warm hug. The hug was very powerful and exciting, even full of "gay love".

Lu Yuan had never seen this battle before, so he was caught off guard!

His impression of Lu Yihong should be as cold as Wang Jinxue, and at the same time as condescending as 250.

It’s not an exaggeration to even use your chin to look at people.

But reality...

Some are hard to describe.

Could it be that he is gay?

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan suddenly felt what Fatty Wei felt back then.

He subconsciously stirred, looking at Lu Yihong's ambiguous eyes, something bad suddenly arose in his heart.

Maybe the visitor is ill-intentioned!

…………………………

Lu Yihong had already read the script, so he saved time reading the script when he sat down.

Then it’s time to talk about the script.

This was the first time for Fatty Wei to talk to Lu Yihong at such a close distance, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

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

Li Qing was a behind-the-scenes worker and had no experience talking to actors of this level, so he simply sat and poured tea.

Wang Jinxue sat next to Lu Yuan without saying a word, as quiet and elegant as Lu Yuan's girlfriend.

Wang Jinxue knew Lu Yihong, but had no interest in talking to Lu Yihong.

This is the current situation of the three of them.

Lu Yihong didn't know Wang Jinxue, he only knew that he was an investor in this movie.

But an investor of 800,000 yuan is really not a big investor. No matter how beautiful it is, he is not very interested.

On the contrary, he was quite interested in Lu Yuan, who had a reddish and strange face in front of him, and looked at him calmly but with a hint of evasion.

So, he stared at Lu Yuan.

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

The more I look at it, the more I feel...

Full of base flavor.

"Take the root?"

"No, thank you, I won't smoke."
To be continued...