My Dragon

Obviously, I had eaten a few soda crackers before, but Nan Huailin was a little bit overwhelmed, so I just took two bites and put on the chopsticks.

"Doesn't it suit your appetite?" Man Tianzhu asked.

Nan Huailin shook his head: "No, it's just not too hungry."

"Then you go back to the room and go there, you will start shooting tomorrow, you have to keep your energy up." Man Tianzhu said, "If you are hungry, please call me and I will take the food to your room."

Nan Huailin went back to the room.

I took a shower and changed into home clothes, looked at the filming announcements which scenes were filmed tomorrow, and then sat on the bed to recite the lines.

He will only have one scene tomorrow. It will be the first time Lu Jinquan and Lu Guanlan meet again after they grow up. There are few lines in this segment, but the emotions to be shown are very strong, which can only be conveyed by body movements and facial expressions. However, Lu Jinquan wears a mask. Yes, he won't show his true colors until the middle and late stages of the plot, which is a test of his eye show.

Nan Huailin turned on the phone camera, adjusted it to the front camera, covered the lower half of his face with one hand, and stared straight into his eyes. Lu Jinqu's life flashed in his mind, his feelings quickly accumulated, and his heart was real. The ground hurt for a while, and then a shallow fresh water light appeared in his eyes, and there was also resentment and hatred entangled.

Nan Huailin put down the phone, blinked, and changed back to himself.

With two beeps, the door opened, and Hu Mengjun walked in immediately.

"What about the script?" Hu Mengjun took off his coat and threw it on the bed.

"Well," Nan Huailin said, "remember the lines."

Hu Mengjun sat on the bed facing him: "I just went shopping after eating. There are not only hotels, but also bars, KTVs, and pedicure shops. It's all about it. Do you want to go shopping?"

Nan Huailin asked, "Is there a gym?"

Hu Mengjun said: "I didn't pay attention, it should have been."

While talking, the doorbell rang.

"I'll open it." Hu Mengjun got up and opened the door.

"Hello, is it Mr. Nan Huailin?"

When Nan Huailin heard his name, he got out of bed and walked to the door: "I am."

The waiter smiled and said, "Mr. Nan, your friend helped you upgrade to a deluxe suite. This is the room card. You can live in it now."

Nan Huailin was taken aback, reached out his hand to take the room card, and asked, "Who helped me upgrade?"

The waiter said: "It's a Mr. Fei."

The surnamed Mr. Fei can only be Philadelphia.

Nan Huailin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I not stay?"

The waiter said: "Your friend has already paid one month's room fee in advance, even if you don't have the room fee, it will not be refunded."

Nan Huai Lin was helpless: "That's all right."

He went back to the room to pack his things, Hu Mengjun watched.

Except for just taking a shower and changing clothes, his luggage was basically intact, and he packed up in two minutes, said hello to Hu Mengjun, and took the suitcase and left.

The waiter waited at the door, took his trolley case, led the way, and kept sending him to the room.

When the waiter left, Nan Huailin called Philadelphia immediately.

But he just hung up over there, and then sent him a WeChat: in a meeting.

Nan Huailin replied: Call me when I'm busy.

Putting down the phone, he walked around the room, which was much more spacious and comfortable than the standard room.

It's definitely not cheap. I forgot to ask the waiter what the room rate is.

Nan Huailin told Man Tianzhu about changing his room, and then he slumped on the sofa with the script, but couldn't get in.

He stared at the unattractive scenery outside the window in a daze.

Philadelphia is so kind to him.

Too good to be too good.

It is impossible for one person to be so good to another for no reason.

Does he...like me?

The heart throbbed suddenly.

Nan Huailin was taken aback, and hurriedly expelled this ridiculous thought of self-love.

The prince and Cinderella are only stories in fairy tales.

For petty people like him, let's stop daydreaming.

I was in a trance when my phone rang suddenly.

He thought it was Philadelphia, but when he picked it up, it was Shen Chong.

"Where? Well?" Shen Chong asked.

"Read the script in the room." Nan Huailin said.

"You come to my room," Shen Chong said, "accompany me to the opposite."

"…good."

"I'm at 1206."

Nan Huai Lin was taken aback.

He is at 1205.

After hanging up the phone, Nan Huailin went out with the script, walked to the opposite side, and rang the doorbell.

Shen Chong opened the door and saw him, a little surprised: "Fuck, did you fly here? Fast enough."

Nanhuai Lin said quietly: "I'll live on your doorstep."

"Huh?" Shen Chong glanced at the opposite side, "Do you live in 1205?"

"Well," Nan Huailin nodded, "Philadelphia helped me upgrade to the suite."

Shen Chong laughed, without saying anything, and stepped forward to let Nan Huailin come in.

"Anything to drink?" Shen Chong asked.

"No." Nan Huailin said.

The two sat on the sofa face to face, Nan Huailin cut directly to the topic: "Which paragraph do you want to be right?"

Shen Chong said, "It's about the segment to be filmed tomorrow."

Nan Huailin nodded: "Okay."

The two began to talk to each other.

Without a few words, Shen Chong secretly marveled, Nan Huailin’s line skills are really good, every line he utters is emotional, and he can be brought into the play without acting at all, and Nan Huailin’s The voice is very nice, low but not heavy, dumb but not thick, comparable to a professional voice actor, just listening to the voice can make him hard.

Shen Chong had to admit that Nan Huai Lin was much better than him, and if Nan Huai Lin had any more looks, it would have become popular long ago.

However, why does Nan Huailin look better every day? There is a tendency for the ugly duckling to become a white swan.

After Nan Huailin finished speaking his lines, he didn't hear Shen Chong taking it down. When he looked up, he saw Shen Chong staring at him, his eyes a little strange.

Looking up, Shen Chong hurriedly lowered his head to read the script: "Where is it? Sorry, I just lost my mind."

Nan Huailin became wary and didn't want to stay here anymore.

"I'm a little hungry," he said, "I want to eat."

Shen Chong said, "Let's go together, I'm also hungry."

Nan Huailin hesitated and nodded: "Okay."

Nan Huailin originally wanted to go to the hotel restaurant to eat something casually, but Shen Chong didn't want to take him out to eat grilled fish.

The grilled fish shop and the resort are on the same road, and I haven't used it for the past ten minutes.

Shen Chong ordered a grilled fish, stir-fry and barbecue. When the waiter left, he said, "This grilled fish is very delicious. I have to eat it several times every time I come to Hengdian to film a movie."

Nan Huailin nodded and asked unconsciously, "Have you known Philadelphia for a long time?"

He still asked.

On the one hand, he told himself that it was impossible, on the other hand, he couldn't help but temptation.

Human heart.

"It didn't take long," Shen Chong said, "three or four years."

"Then you should know him well, right?" Nan Huailin asked again.

"Forget it," Shen Chong looked at him with a faint smile, "I can tell you anything you want to know."

"I don't have much to know," Nan Huailin lowered his head, "I'll just ask casually."

Nan Huailin shut up.

He was afraid that Shen Chong would notice his thoughts.

Shen Chong said to himself: "Don't look at Philadelphia having the face of a dandy. In fact, he is pure, and he is pure than Lunsu. In the past few years I have known him, how many mad bees and butterflies have rushed on him. He was stunned that he hadn't touched any of them, and I doubted whether he had a problem with that thing."

Nan Huailin didn't say a word, lowered his eyes and listened in silence.

Shen Chong suddenly stopped talking and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone.

The grilled fish came quickly and it tasted really good.

But the oily water was too high, Nan Huailin felt nauseous after taking a few mouthfuls, and couldn't eat anymore, so he ordered a bowl of rice with a crisp and refreshing cucumber salad.

While Shen Chong was still eating, Nan Huailin went to check out first.

It only took more than two hundred, and it was naturally incomparable with the French meal Shen Chong invited him to eat.

After dinner, the two went to the resort.

It’s getting dark, and the streets are very lively. Many actors come to eat with makeup, and they have all kinds of weird dresses. A buddy may have just finished making a horror movie and sits at a roadside stall with a face that looks like a cracked girl. Mala Tang, scary and funny.

Passing by a small stall, Nan Huailin was attracted by a plate of red round pastries, and stopped to ask Shen Chong, "What is this?"

"Yangmeili," Shen Chong said, "made of glutinous rice flour."

Looking too appetite, Nan Huailin asked the boss: "How can I sell this?"

The boss said: "Two yuan each."

Nan Huailin said, "Bring me ten."

Take it back to Sister Xiaozhu and try it.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods, Nan Huailin couldn't wait to taste it. It was delicious and delicious.

"It's delicious," Nan Huailin handed the bag to Shen Chong, and said with a smile: "Try it."

"I can't eat it anymore," Shen Chong waved his hand, "You can eat it yourself."

Before reaching the resort, ten bayberry flowers were eaten by Nanhuai Lin without knowing it.

He looked at the empty bag, and made a bad sound secretly.

Eating so many sweets, he had to run on a treadmill for two hours to consume it.

He is usually not so uncontrollable. What happened to him today?

At the resort, Nan Huailin ran to find the gym, and Shen rushed back to the hotel.

Shen Chong called Philadelphia as he walked, and when the other side answered him, he smiled and said, "Congratulations."

Philadelphia asked: "Congratulations?"

Shen Chong said, "Your future daughter-in-law just asked me about you."

Philadelphia was suddenly excited: "What did he ask me for?"

Shen Chong answered the wrong question: "I used to think that Xiao Linzi was pure outsider and insider. I didn't expect him to be really pure. I want to ask you but I am too embarrassed to ask clearly. The partiality is written on his face, and I can see through it at a glance. It's so cute."

Philadelphia asked: "Then what did you say about me?"

"Of course I am complimenting you, saying that you are an innocent boy, and you are not moved by how many mad bees and butterflies rush at you..." Shen Chong stopped, "Fuck, I may have said something wrong."

"What did you say wrong?" Philadelphia gritted his teeth.

Shen Chong said truthfully: "I told him, I suspect that there is a problem with your thing."

"Fuck you uncle Shen Chong!" Philadelphia hung up after cursing.

Shen Chong smiled, suddenly feeling a little lost.

He shouldn't give up Nan Huailin so early, he should insist on it.

But now it's too late to say anything. Sooner or later Nan Huailin will be from Philadelphia.

Fuck, **** irritable!