It's okay not to fry CP! [Entertainment]

He Zishu looked back and forth at the head portrait no less than five times.

Familiar black background, familiar "Lu" character.

Also clicked into the circle of friends.

The latest one is "Happy New Year" from less than half a month ago.

After making sure no one was playing a prank on Lu Jinchen's face, He Zishu's ears gradually turned crimson.

Now as long as he starts a live broadcast, all the bullet screens flashing across the screen are "little brother".

Colorful, there are all kinds of colors.

It turned out that because of "Blood", fans clamored to call him "little brother".

The later fire was started by Lu Jinchen.

He Zishu thought he was immune.

"Ding dong", another sound.

He Zishu came back to his senses and withdrew from Lu Jinchen's circle of friends.

On the interface is Lu Jinchen's second message.

A completely different style of painting from the small composition above.

There is only one sentence, clean and neat.

[Do you want me to continue? 】

What to continue, He Zishu naturally knew.

Because Lu Jinchen's long speech was intentional.

I'm afraid that others are here, and my mind is on the script.

The effect is also remarkable, his mind is full of "little brother" now.

He Zishu could imagine what kind of expression Lu Jin Shen used when he said this.

He took a deep breath and tapped on the keyboard.

[No. 】

It was almost a second back at that end.

【So what to do now. 】

He Zishu pursed his lips.

【sleep. 】

There was no movement over there.

Just when He Zishu was about to say good night, the message popped up again.

[Hang up if you are inconvenient. 】

A few seconds later, the mobile phone rang the "Video Invitation" notification tone.

He Zishu was still a little dazed, paused for a few seconds, and finally pressed "Answer".

Lu Jinchen's hair on the other end was wet.

Half dry, dripping water from the ends of her hair, falling on the white towel on her shoulders.

Maybe it was because he didn't expect He Zishu to pick it up, so his expression was a little pale the moment he got connected.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth until he saw someone.

Lu Jinshen spoke first: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I'm reading the script." He Zishu told the truth, fell silent, and added with a guilty conscience: "I'm going to sleep."

Lu Jinshen: "I'll watch it tomorrow, turn off the lights, and go to sleep."

He Zishu didn't even think about it, frowned slightly, and blurted out: "Then I can't see it."

After the ending, He Zishu realized what he had just said.

Then you can't see it...

A coquettish tone...

It's like... how much he can't bear to part with it.

He Zishu: "..."

He Zishu's face was a little hot, and he raised the knife and covered the phone.

The interface was completely black, but Lu Jin let out a chuckle.

The chuckle sounded even deeper through the screen, but it fell into the ear exactly.

Just like what it said next to his ear.

Lu Jin smiled even more in his deep tone: "Come back and take a look."

He Zishu: "..."

Fearing that this person would burn hot, Lu Jinshen changed the subject and was going to chat a few more words.

Lu Jinshen: "Have you finished reading the script?"

He Zishu took a long time before slowly picking up the phone: "I read half of it."

Lu Jinshen: "It's not easy to act?"

He Zishu: "Well, I want to play a little mute."

He Zishu tilted his head and looked out the window.

The winter morning comes late, so even if it is only two hours away from sunrise, it is still sinking without a trace of dawn.

He Zishu said softly, "What time is it over there?"

Lu Jinshen: "Nine o'clock."

He Zishu: "The event is over?"

Lu Jinshen: "I just arrived at the hotel, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah." He Zishu blinked and said obediently, "Then I'm asleep?"

Lu Jinshen: "Turn on the video, put it by the bed, I won't disturb you."

He Zishu paused.

Lu Jin said again: "Turn off the light, and I'll hang up after you fall asleep."

Lu Jinchen was afraid that He Zishu would torment him again, and got up again after hanging up the video. After all, in some respects, this person was really not "obedient".

He was relieved only when he saw the lights turned off.

As for the dim and thin night light on the top, besides its soothing effect, it is difficult to even see the face clearly, let alone read the script.

He Zishu knew clearly that when the phone was put aside and the lights were turned off, the man would not be able to see anything.

But this thought couldn't help him, and he rolled his breath up, like ripples, rippling around.

It was as if Lu Jinshen was with him through the distance of time and space.

With a nasal voice, He Zishu replied softly, "Yes."

Lu Jinchen didn't think much of it at first, but He Zishu's steamy "hmm" made his breathing a little tight.

Self-inflicted.

It was him who was tossing about that man, it was obviously him.

He Zishu didn't relax all night.

First the script, then Lu Jinchen.

At that time, I didn't feel cold, but now that I was tired, I realized that my body was cold.

Floor heating, air conditioning, nothing seems to be moving.

Lu Jinshen saw that no one spoke, nor did he turn off the lights, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

He Zishu sat back on the bed: "The heater may be broken."

Hearing this, Lu Jin frowned, "Go sleep over my side, the door is unlocked."

If he went to Lu Jinchen's side, He Zishu felt that he would not be able to sleep.

He shook his head: "No, there's a hot blanket in the closet, I'll spread it out."

After all, He Zishu got up.

He put the phone down casually, and it happened to stand on the edge of the high pillow beside him.

It gave Lu Jinchen a "overview of the whole audience" vision.

So Lu Jinchen watched the man walk towards the cabinet.

Watch him open the cabinet.

Watch him take the blanket out.

He also looked at a body pillow with his appearance printed on it.

Slid out from the half-empty closet.

That Lin Jia'an asked He Zishu to face him at the time, practice speaking, hugging the pillow.

He Zishu who was hugging the blanket: "..."

He Zishu froze in place.

Responding quickly, he immediately picked up the pillow, together with the blanket, twisted them into a ball without hesitation, and stuffed them into the cabinet.

With a sound of "bang--", he closed the door of the cabinet, and struck hard and hard.

asphyxia.

despair.

Never happy again.

He Zishu is responsible for all of this today, and he is to blame.

However, Lu Jinchen's laughing voice said, "What are you hiding?"

He Zishu pretended to be calm: "There is nothing hidden."

"Just... a pillow."

Lu Jinchen's voice was a little hoarse: "Whose?"

He Zishu didn't know if Lu Jinchen's "whose" was asking whether it was who was printed on the pillow, or who the pillow belonged to.

So he didn't answer.

Because whether it is "yours" or "mine".

It seems that it can be interpreted in another way.

He Zishu comforted himself.

He moved fast enough that Lu Jinchen might not have noticed.

But in the next second, unkind Lu Jinchen lifted the sand where the little ostrich He Zishu buried his head.

He Zishu only heard Lu Jin smile a little, and then said lightly: "Hiding me?"

Hidden, I, gone.

He Zishu: "..."

It's hiding him.

Others hide their beauty in a golden house.

He hid Lu Jinchen in the closet.

He Zishu was stunned for a long time, then turned around, facing the wall as if in thought, with his back to the camera, his voice trembling slightly: "Sister An gave it."

He didn't hide it.

Lu Jin smiled deeply, and repeated lightly: "Well, Sister An gave it."

He said again, "Is this the only one you hid?"

He Zishu didn't answer.

Said it was given by Miss An.

Not hidden.

Lu Jinchen didn't expect this accident either. If it was normal, he wouldn't let He Zishu pass by so easily.

But today is unfortunate, he wants to coax people to sleep quickly.

Lu Jin calmed down and said softly, "It's getting late, go to bed first."

He Zishu: "Okay."

He can't wait to sleep now.

Lu Jinshen: "Go to sleep at my place, it's too cold here, you'll catch a cold."

The body itself is cold, coupled with this temperature, let alone whether you can sleep well or not, when someone falls asleep, it will be almost dawn.

So I had to trick him into his room.

He Zishu's head was in a ball, and he barely struggled: "It's right here..."

Lu Jinshen interrupted him: "Then open the cabinet and spread out the hot blanket."

He Zishu: "..."

This cabinet is Lu Jinchen's room.

If one had to choose between the two, He Zishu would choose the latter.

He Zishu put on his clothes in a daze.

When walking to Lu Jinchen's room, he happened to bump into Xie Muran who came out of Lu Jinchen's room.

He Zishu almost thought he had made a mistake: "...But?"

Xie Muran blinked: "Brother asked me to turn on the air conditioner for you."

The moment He Zishu saw Xie Muran, his thoughts slowly woke up.

He was still wondering why Lu Jinchen called by such a coincidence.

It turned out that there was a little spy beside him.

And he was caught on the spot.

He Zishu's palm was cold, he pursed his lips, raised his hand, and pressed it against Xie Muran's red face.

He Zishu: "I catch the plane early in the morning, and I still don't sleep."

He Zishu rubbed Xie Muran's face: "What else did you do behind my back?"

Xie Muran was shocked by the cold: "Why is it so cold?!"

"I'll keep you warm!"

After finishing speaking, he covered He Zishu's hand in the palm of his hand, raised his eyes, and spoke righteously: "I didn't cheat on you, and I will report it if I tell you. You don't believe me."

He Zishu's fingertips warmed up, his heart softened, and he smiled lightly: "It's almost dawn, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I fell asleep and woke up. You are the one who didn't sleep." Xie Muran rubbed He Zishu's cold hands and said, "Why don't you go to sleep with me, the bed should still be warm."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Muran heard a familiar voice.

The voice was very soft, calling his name without any ups and downs.

Xie Muran was so scared that he almost died on the spot.

He Zishu was also a little confused. He took out his phone and checked, only to find that he was still on the phone.

He Zishu blinked his eyes.

Xie Muran also blinked.

He actually said in front of the captain that he wanted to sleep with Zishu.

Just like a green tea diao.

He is guilty.

Xie Muran was full of desire to survive: "Good night, Zishu, the air conditioner is turned on, and the steamed stuffed buns are hot downstairs, you can eat them when you get up, and I'll go back to sleep."

After speaking, he ran back to the room.

He also slammed the door very loudly, goodbye manually.

To tell Lu Jinchen on the other side of the ocean, he was just confused for a moment and challenged his dignity.

Now the horse has been reined in from the cliff.

He Zishu laughed, paused, lowered his head, and looked at the phone: "Brother...good night."

Lu Jinshen's tone on the other side was exceptionally gentle.

"Good night."

He Zishu fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, it was already afternoon.

Xiao Zhou brought food and waited for him downstairs.

When he saw He Zishu coming out of Lu Jin's room, his heart felt like water.

He Zishu ate a few mouthfuls, sat on the sofa, and carefully read the script.

Only then did he realize that the "difficult bones" Bai Ying mentioned did not refer to Lin Qiu's "dumb" character setting, but a later change of mood.

Due to the aging of the wires, a fire broke out in the alley. The fire was not big, but it burned quickly.

When Lin Qiu found out, it was too late, and a broken stone pole collapsed obliquely and lay across the door and window, blocking his way.

The door won't open, the window won't open.

There were all kinds of screams in the alley, and everyone was calling for help.

But Lin Qiu couldn't speak.

He knocked on the door, hoping someone would hear, but there was none.

To them, the tricycle at the door, the free-range chickens in the yard, and even the uncollected clothes are all more eye-catching than him.

It was Yang Meizhu who had already run out, worried, and turned back with the firefighters to save him.

That night, Yang Meizhu made Lin Qiu a bowl of dumplings, saying that her son liked dumplings the most.

When eating dumplings is his quietest time.

It was also at that time that Lin Qiu knew about Yang Meizhu.

It turned out that she brought her son here to see a doctor.

Because I heard from others that the doctors here are very good and can cure her son's illness.

To treat diseases, you must make money, and the amount is not small.

Lin Qiu is very grateful to Yang Meizhu, so he will help take care of Yang Meizhu when she goes out to work.

Yang Meizhu's son is also surnamed Lin, named Lin Yangyang.

Lin Yangyang likes Lin Qiu very much.

But during this period of time, Yang Meizhu's life also underwent earth-shaking changes.

In the end, her son became the last straw that crushed her.

Yang Meizhu left her son to Lin Qiu and left.

Before Lin Qiu appeared, Yang Meizhu would tie her son to the bed in order to go to work.

Even if the rope used was woven with a special material and added fleece, she tried her best not to hurt her son.

But Lin Qiu didn't like it, he thought it would hurt if it was a rope.

He is always very patient, taking his son to see the flowers and bask in the sun.

But when Yang Meizhu threw her son to him, everything changed slowly.

Lin Qiu imitated Yang Meizhu and tied the child to the bed.

The child started yelling again.

He also suffered from insomnia all night long.

The people in the alley persuaded him to send the child to a welfare institution, but this required procedures and various certificates.

He couldn't get it out.

And it would alert the police.

It means that he will personally send Yang Meizhu who saved her life to the prison.

He didn't believe that Yang Meizhu would be so cruel, so he wanted to wait.

He couldn't speak. In the fire scene, it was Yang Meizhu who saved him, just like his second mother.

Lin Yangyang couldn't speak either.

But this time, his mother did not save her own son.

Two months passed and there was no news of Yang Meizhu.

In exhaustion, Lin Qiu couldn't even tell whether Yang Meizhu saved him or hurt him.

All I know is that the flowers on the window sill are withered, and they have been withered for a long time.

Finally, Lin Qiu made a bowl of dumplings and watched the child finish eating.

Loosen the rope and open the door....

In these two months, he became the second Lin Yangyang.

Will smash things, do not want to contact with people.

Also in the end, became the second Yang Meizhu.

The moment he walked out of the alley, Lin Qiu looked back.

For him, for Yang Meizhu, and for many people in the alley.

This "end of the sky" actually has no end.

He Zishu closed the script with a dazed expression.

Lin Qiu's role ended with that last glance.

He is just one of the many story lines in "The End of the Sky".

Just like what Bai Ying said, just because the story line is full, it doesn't mean there are more scenes.

In movies, many things are even reduced to a few shots.

Therefore, the "eyes" in Wang Ye's mouth means this.

When He Zishu wanted to read it a second time, Xiao Zhou confiscated the script.

Only then did He Zishu know that Xiao Zhou was the second little spy sent by Lu Jinchen.

Because the first one has already flown away.

He Zishu had nothing to do, he was more afraid of Xiao Zhou than Xie Muran.

Because of this little spy, nothing leaks.

What the man wanted to know, he knew everything and said everything.

That's okay, he has to take it easy.

From Lin Qiu's side, take it easy.

He Zishu spent five days in the script, from Liang Ye to Bai Ying, there was no room for breathing.

Until "The End of the Sky", the official audition.