The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Luo Xian thought so, but he still wasn't quite able to convince himself, but after the show ended and the two went to Ling Qingxuan's room together, he couldn't stand anymore.

He hasn't even been to her room yet.

"Senior, the director asked the artists we recorded to have a meal together and get to know each other again." Lu Yin stopped him.

Luo Xian paused and followed him away.

In the restaurant, several people gathered around a round table.

At the beginning of the show, everyone was not very familiar with each other, so we could only briefly introduce the works. Now we can sit down and have a good chat.

Luo Xian sat Lu Yin on the left and Zhuo Shan on the right. When eating, Zhuo Shan said that she could not reach the dishes over there and asked Luo Xian to help.

Lu Yin said directly: "You're welcome, just stand up."

Others also agreed, don't be polite, Zhuo Shan held her chopsticks tightly.

The distance between the two of them was relatively appropriate, but Zhuo Shan would touch her elbow from time to time, and Luo Xian put down her chopsticks and didn't move.

It just so happens that he has no appetite now.

In the middle of the dinner, the director asked everyone to raise their glasses together, wishing everyone a good viewing.

Everyone can drink whatever they want, there are no hard and fast requirements.

Luo Xian and Lu Yin's cups were full of white water, Zhuo Shan took a toast and coughed a few times, "I-I think I've had liquor."

The director asked, "You can't drink alcohol?"

"Well, I'm a little dizzy, Senior Luo Xian, can you help me go back?" Zhuo Shan reached out and grabbed it, Luo Xian got up and said, "Your assistant is here, let them take you."

The boy said politely: "We will go back later. Thank you for the care of the program team and the seniors these two days."

The director waved his hand and said, "It's alright, go back first when you're done eating, that Zhuosan, ask your assistant to help you go back."

Everyone is from the past, and there is no contact between artists of the opposite **** unless they are in close contact.

The assistant ran over, Zhuo Shan grabbed her arm tightly, and the assistant could only smile silently.

Luo Xian and Lu Yin returned to the hotel just as Su Cheng came out of Ling Qingxuan's room.

The man who had always been serious and rigid had a smile on his lips.

Luo Xian's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward quickly, pretending to be casual, "Why are you here, have you eaten yet?"

The little girl changed into a set of clothes, obviously not the one she wore during the day.

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room and changing clothes, Luo Xian clenched his fist.

The smile on Su Cheng's lips hadn't completely disappeared. After seeing Luo Xian, he nodded as a greeting, "Not yet."

"Brother Su, come to my room." Lu Yin suddenly said.

Su Cheng glanced at it and walked over.

Luo Xian leaned close to the door and looked at Ling Qingxuan, "What were you talking about just now?"

From his angle, he can only see Su Cheng's smile, isn't that, she is actually quite happy and smiling too?

"Let's talk about work, Su Cheng has a lot of experience." Ling Qingxuan raised her eyes to look at him, coming back so soon, she didn't have enough to eat.

"Is this the only one?" Luo Xian went to the bottom of it.

Ling Qingxuan didn't care, and said directly: "There is still time, I changed the shift, and I will go back later today to accompany you to see the night scene."

"..." Luo Xian is like a stubborn throat, what is he being aggressive here, what position does he have.

He told her about watching the night scene yesterday, but she verbally refused, but the next day deliberately changed the time. It was obvious that he cared about him.

Luo Xian was holding the position of his heart, feeling a little hot.

"Then you change clothes?"

"Su Cheng said that the riverside is colder at night." So she found a long sleeve.

She is her own manager, so she doesn't need to be concerned by others, Luo Xian said, "It's not cold, you just need to wear short sleeves."

Aya Qingxuan felt that he was fooling himself.

"You change, I'll sit in your room for a while."

Luo Xian spoke like this, and Ling Qingxuan let him in directly.

Although it wasn't Ling Qingxuan's home, it was also a place where she lived temporarily. Luo Xian came in boldly and said, "Your best friend, Miss Tian, ​​came to say hello before, but I forgot to return the gift. What do you think she would like?"

"I like you." Ling Qing approached the door and found her clothes again.

Seeing her answer casually, Luo Xian asked, "Then do you have a favorite artist?"

"no."

Luo Xian suppressed the floating in his heart and found paper and pen, "Since she likes it, I will give you the signed poster and CD when I go back."

"Um."

Ling Qingxuan changed her clothes quickly, and after a sentence or two, Luo Xian saw her getting ready to go.

But she didn't mention the matter of going out now. Instead, she sat across from him and asked him, "How are you feeling today?"

She was afraid that he would not be used to this kind of reality show.

"It's not bad, it's fun."

...

In Lu Yin's room, Su Cheng was sitting on the sofa, his legs crossed, and his meticulous appearance made Lu Yin a little nervous again.

"What's the matter with me?" Su Cheng asked.

"Well, that's it, Brother Su, let's check next week's schedule."

Lu Yin was a little embarrassed, and he didn't know what was wrong with him. The man who had always been unsmiling in front of him suddenly smiled at others, which made him uncomfortable.

The eyes behind the glasses are fleeting, "Not next week."

Lu Yin was shocked, he had always been very busy, why would he suddenly be gone next week.

"Don't you always feel that you have a lot of travel and no personal space? You can have a good rest next week."

Lu Yin always felt that something wasn't right. Next week, he suddenly became idle. Does that prove that he will be exhausted next week?

"Pack up your luggage and check out later." Su Cheng got up, and Lu Yin suddenly stopped him, "Brother Su, by the way, are you interested in Senior Luo's manager?"

"Yes."

Lu Yin jumped over, "Then I'll give you her contact information?"

"No, I have it."

"Wow, I didn't expect you to take action so quickly, do you like her? I can..."

Su Cheng suddenly turned to look at him, "You don't need to interfere too much with my private life."

Lu Yin: ...

When the door closed, Lu Yin felt that the silence in the room was unbearable.

He poured a glass of water, gulped it down, and then put the glass down heavily angrily.

What, he is an agent and can manage his private life.

He becomes his artist, so he can't care about his private life at all?

But he can!

Lu Yin fell on the sofa, and after a long while, she still got up and packed her luggage.

Su Cheng returned to the room and lit a cigarette facing the scenery outside the window.

The slender fingers twisted, but they didn't put it to the mouth.

‘Brother Su, I’m still young, can you stop smoking me! ’

‘Otherwise, next time you smoke behind my back, don’t be smelled by me anyway! ’

Lu Yin hated the smell of cigarettes, but Su Cheng had always been addicted to smoking.

But since taking him, Su Cheng has been refraining from smoking, and now, he has become accustomed to not smoking.

The cigarette **** burned to his fingers, he moved slightly and snuffed it out.

Sometimes, he might be really pushing too hard.