Crossover Actors - Chapter 51

[Chapter 51]

Compared with the clothes, Lu Wen was more curious about the appearance of the popular little fresh meat. After a few steps, he cast aside most of his face covered by his sunglasses and bangs, and Jin Yanyu was still called a handsome guy.

The skin is white, but not as white as the pictures edited by fans, with a high nose bridge, a photogenic slap face, smooth facial contours, and a beautiful chin tip that makes Lu Wen feel familiar.

Suddenly, Jin Yanyu spoke up: “What are you looking at?

”

Lu Wen took the initiative to approach, stretched out his right hand and said, “Hello, I’m Lu Wen.”

Jin Yanyu shook it back, strictly speaking, touched Lu Wen’s finger, and said, “Come on, I’m going to the bathroom. Lu Wen swiftly avoided it ,

otherwise he was afraid that the scene would get out of control when the anger would come up, so just half a step away, Jin Yanyu brushed away with a blank expression.

Returning to the nanny car, the others went to drink, only Sun Xiaojian was in the car, no outsiders, Lu Wen complained, “I just met Jin Yanyu.”

“Really?” Sun Xiaojian asked, “Did you say hello?”

Lu Wen complained. Wen Leng snorted: “Fight.”

Sun Xiaojian saw his virtue, and knew it in his chest: “Is it a big name? He is a popular fried chicken, hey, how is he in real life?”

Lu Wen said truthfully: “He looks good, with The difference between the photos is not big.”

“Bullshit, is ugly enough to be used as traffic?” Sun Xiaojian thought deeply, “Do you think that Jin Yanyu’s face is very similar to a person…”

Lu Wen echoed: “Yes, yes, yes. , I also feel familiar.”

Sun Xiaojian pondered for a while: “I see… like Qu Bian?”

Lu Wendai was enlightened, his face was indeed somewhat similar, he agreed intellectually, but emotionally he was reluctant to accept: “What does it look like? Now, the facial features are far from good, okay?”

Sun Xiaojian thought it was exaggerated: “It’s not too far off, but if Qu Bian was seven or eight years younger and became a star, he would definitely be a niche student.”

Lu Wen: “Hmm.” Sun Xiaojian went further and further: ” Does

Qu Bian have a girlfriend? In the future, he will marry and have a daughter. The daughter will follow his father. She is definitely a beautiful embryo.”

A little girl with a pair of Ruifeng eyes, Qu Yanting’s daughter… But who does Qu Yanting fall in love with, with whom, and who will she marry to produce the crystallization of love?

Lu Wen clenched his hands, just because of Sun Xiaojian’s unintentional guess, his nerves were ferociously moved, and he twisted the rope into a rivalry as if facing an enemy.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the car window.

With his fingers released, Lu Wen wiped his face, smoothed the frowning eyebrows and forehead, and put on a decent mask. The door was opened, and he looked at the unfamiliar face outside the car.

Sun Xiaojian asked: “Who are you?”

“Hello.” The other party introduced himself, “I am Mr. Jin’s assistant.”

Sun Xiaojian smiled: “Oh, hello, what’s the matter?”

The assistant said: “Mr. Jin I don’t like bumping shirts, I hope Mr. Lu can change his coat.”

It was too straightforward, almost an order, Lu Wen twitched the corners of his mouth, after all Lu Zhanqing never interfered with his dressing. Pulling away the confused Sun Xiaojian, he said, “I’ve already been on camera before departure, is there any need to change it?” The

assistant said, “It was shot separately, and it will be in the same frame in the ancient town.”

Lu Wendao: “The same frame plus the same frame . It’s the best of both worlds.” I

probably didn’t expect the 18th line to be so stubborn, the assistant asked: “I hope I can cooperate.”

Lu Wen asked: “I cooperated this time, will he cooperate next time when I hit the shirt?” The

assistant handed over a team The stylist’s business card said, “The stylists from both sides can contact you, and they will inform you of Mr. Jin’s collocation in advance to avoid the situation today.”

“How to tell?” Lu Wen said, “Can you post photos, it’s more intuitive.”

The assistant thought for two seconds: “Okay.”

Lu Wenqing waited for this sentence, and said, “Remember to send it again after repairing, I’ve seen him in real life, I’m disillusioned!”

Sun Xiaojian hurriedly rounded up the situation, took the business card, and humbly agreed, When the ugly assistant left, Lu Wen immediately scolded: “Fuck/his uncle!”

“You are civilized…”

“Civilized fart, bullying is too much, I think the surname Jin is guilty, whoever is short is who Guilty, whoever has short legs has a guilty conscience!”

Lu Wen scolded at once, feeling a lot more comfortable. After scolding, he was covered in thorns. He grabbed the front of his coat and wrapped himself up. Sun Xiaojian asked in embarrassment, “Then… change?”

Lu Wen said “Why change? I don’t scare him, he’s a hammer.”

Sun Xiaojian said, “Didn’t Qu Bian tell you not to provoke Jin Yanyu?”

“He bullied me.” Lu Wen turned his head. “Besides, my dad won’t let me pretend to be a grandson outside. If my father and… and teacher are concerned, I have to listen to my father first, right?”

Sun Xiaojian can’t help it. If the other party communicates well, this grandfather’s carefree personality may agree. Well, once you say hello against Mao, it will be completely useless.

After resting for a quarter of an hour in the service area, the program team hit the road again, left the expressway, circled around the winding mountain road, and arrived at Lanshui Ancient Town, the filming location.

There were contiguous houses among the beautiful mountains and clear waters, a little rain drifted, and the roof tiles and masonry were covered with water. Lu Wen held a folded black umbrella, and the tip of the umbrella slammed on the ground with the rhythm of the sole of his boots.

Jin Yanyu got off the car in front and took off his sunglasses. Seeing that Lu Wen didn’t change his clothes, he was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he showed a displeased expression.

Lu Wen held the cool brother figure and pretended not to see it.

All the guests gathered, Xu Youke is no different from the TV, he is fat, he can be serious and witty; Yi Chuan has the appearance of Sister Yu, but he has a sweet personality and speaks in a glutinous Fujian accent; Tu Ying, 39 years old, Ling The glamorous style that people can’t ignore, and the record is outstanding on the screen. This is the first time to participate in a reality show.

The five guests were divided into two groups, and it was decided by lottery that Lu Wen and Jin Yanyu were divided into one group narrowly.

They are looking for an old master named Cao Lanxu, the ancient town is not big, the two walked slowly, the camera followed, Lu Wen lowered his voice: “Why are you so inch, just happen to be with you.”

Jin Yan Yu rolled his eyes, he had already squeaked with the program team: “Do you really think it was a lottery? I asked for it, I have to be in the same group with you.”

Lu Wen was shocked: “Are you sick?”

Jin Yanyu twisted He smiled brightly at the camera, and then turned back: “I want to avoid suspicion with the female guests. You don’t have fans, so you may not understand. As for Xu Youke, he is a senior, and I have to respect him.”

“Damn.” Lu Wen also rushed to the camera. He grinned, “So I’m unlucky?”

Jin Yanyu said, “It doesn’t matter if you are so confused, it doesn’t matter if the camera is cut out.” He hooked Lu Wen’s arm and touched the cufflinks, “It’s so delicate, wear it well.”

Lu Wenli pulled out his hand, hooked Jin Yanyu’s shoulder, and said affectionately, “Am I dressed handsome? Look at my legs, right? You lied about your height, you may not understand it.”

Jin Yanyu was angry . His face turned white and green.

The two secretly choked all the way and found Cao Lanxu’s home. In front of the door, both were misfiring, with a plaque engraved with “Cao’s House”, and the spacious hall inside the door was obviously a big family.

The door with a copper ring in Chinese style opened, and an old man in a Tang suit appeared, thin, dark, and wearing silver bracelets with jingling bells on both hands. It was the traditional silverware craftsman, Cao Lanxu.

Lu Wen muttered: “I feel very rich.”

Jin Yanyu muttered: “I don’t need charity support.”

The two walked up the steps, the program team communicated well in advance, greeted each other according to the script, and asked a teacher, it should be fine.

Cao Lan was stern, with the majesty of a craftsman. Before they could speak, he grabbed the attention: “Are you brothers?” It

was all caused by clothes, Lu Wen and Jin Yanyu quickly cleared it up, and the two mouths created a talkative expression. Effect: “My surname is Lu, and I have a single character – Jin Yanyu, the rock’s rock – call me Xiao Lu Jicheng – the gift given.”

“Okay, I can’t remember.” Cao Lanxu glanced at their The same coat, “The tall one is called Da Hui, the short one is called Xiao Hui.”

Lu Wen: “…”

Jin Yanyu: “…”

Finally entered the gate, the first floor is equivalent to Cao Lanxu’s workshop, the second floor occupants of the room. Dusk came as promised, and the purple-red light sprinkled in the courtyard, painting a golden edge on the wooden house.

The bedrooms are cramped but tidy, with no heating or air conditioning, and the cameras are mounted in the corners. Lu Wen put the three boxes aside and fell on the fluffy new bedding.

The first day ended abruptly, and when it got dark, the unfamiliar environment seemed extraordinarily deserted.

Lu Wen took a shower, huddled in the duvet so his teeth were chattering, he turned off the lights, thinking about a big villa, homesick, three small ones, sister Lingling, and even Lu Zhanqing.

Only when he thought of one person, he turned sideways and slowly tightened the quilt.

The phone screen lit up, Lu Wen opened it, and it was an unread QQ message.

Social fear writer: Are you there?

Unlucky little singer: Yes, let’s say it.

Social fear little writer: I have encountered some difficulties in the story I wrote, and I would like to ask you for some advice.

Unlucky little singer: I’m afraid I don’t understand uh…

Social fear little writer: I need to collect on the spot.

Lu Wen understood that the other party was afraid of dealing with people in the process of collecting wind. He replied: I think you can try it and overcome it, or go home halfway.

After a few minutes, the social fear writer: Okay, I’ll think about it again.

Unlucky little singer: Well, come on.

Social fear writer: How are you?

Unlucky little singer: I’m on a business trip, and I don’t have an internet connection, so I use traffic.

Social fear writer: Are you okay?

Unlucky little singer: It’s alright, but there is a big idiot among my colleagues.

Social fear of small writers: Ha.

Lu Wen covered the quilt and was happy. As expected of the social fear, Ha Du only said one word. During the pause, he flipped through the chat records with the little writer.

Perhaps a bit presumptuous, he asked: Writer, are you married?

After another few minutes over there, the small writer of the social fear replied: Single.

Lu Wen deliberately pressed the keyboard and edited a long paragraph: I have a friend who was traumatized and suffered for many years, and finally got better with the help and company of his lover. Maybe you can also find a partner, who can be face-to-face, accompany you when you are afraid, and can share any intimate things, that will be more powerful than a hundred volunteers across the Internet.

The light on the screen was a little dazzling, Lu Wen pressed send, and the minutes and seconds waiting for the echo became long.

For a long time, the social fear writer replied: I am not so lucky.

Lu Wen hung his fingertips, not knowing how to continue.

And the other party has gently covered up the helplessness and grief, changed the conversation, and asked him: What about you?

Lu Wen was lying on a strange bed, in a foreign land, facing a friend he had never met. The accelerated heart rate, the rush, the emotional fluctuations that pierced through the needles, the stubbornness of the mouth in the ridicule… all came up, as if roaring in the ears.

He secretly, vaguely, and stiffly typed a line—

I seem to be in love with someone.

[End of This Chapter]