The love question bank system forced me to tease the actor

Lu Cheng didn't realize it until he sent it out: what are you doing, pk with Wu Tong?

Where is the meaning?

When did he become so childish.

With such complex and shameful emotions in silence for a long time, he received Tang Xiao's reply again.

[Tang Xiao: You win.What a god! 】

[Tang Xiao: The thunder is sent out, I want to bring the thunder back! 】

Lu Cheng was taken aback, didn't understand what the second article meant, so he read it in a low voice and asked his assistant.

Chen Nan turned around in surprise: "This is the lyrics of "Wild Wolf Disco". The translation is the flower in my heart. I want to take you home. What's the matter, Brother Lu, are you listening to the Divine Comedy?"

Lu Cheng blinked and gave a soft "hm", staring at the cute word "Zhong Er" on the screen, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

It was almost noon when the crew returned to City B.Han Chuan gave everyone half a day off to rest and adjust.

As soon as Tang Xiao walked to the hotel lobby, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him. Immediately after his whole body was hugged tightly, Wu Tong enthusiastically gave him a big bear hug.

"Brother Xiao, you're finally back. In the past few days when the two places have been separated, I've been thinking about you, and I've been thinking about you, my kidney..."

"Hey, okay, okay. I know it all, and I can feel your passionate miss." He couldn't listen to the little fox's flirting, so he stopped quickly, and hid back, trying to get rid of him.

But Wu Tong was young, but not weak in strength, his arms wrapped tightly around Tang Xiao like an octopus.

"Brother, do you miss me, huh?" He poked the corner of his eyes coquettishly, and took advantage of the opportunity to blow a breath into Tang Xiao's ear.

Tang Xiao couldn't stand the itching, so he frowned and pushed him: "I didn't think so, hey, let me go first, in public, don't do this, it's not good."

Just as the two were entangled in an extremely weird posture, a cold voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Tang Xiao turned his head, saw that it was Lu Cheng, and hurriedly took two steps away from Wu Tong: "No, nothing, just chatting."

Lu Cheng's face was not very good-looking, and his eyes were a little cold: "Aren't you afraid of being photographed in public?"

Wu Tong smiled: "It's okay. I'll spend money on it. Selling one of my mines can always solve it."

Tang Xiao had three black lines on his forehead: "Farewell, I don't want to hand over the IQ tax to the marketing company."

Wu Tong laughed like an idiot and trembled: "Brother, you are so humorous, go, go to my room, and show you the birds."

Lu Cheng: "..."

Tang Xiao: "..."

What a tiger's word!

Seeing that the two were in a daze at the same time, Wu Tong couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing: "Hey, the two brothers should be more pure. It's not my bird, it's my macaw, which is placed in the hotel room to entertain me when I'm bored. "

Tang Xiao heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't want to see any parrots.He waved his hand, indicating that he still had something to do.

Wu Tong pouted, jumped up and stuck to him, and grabbed the man's neck: "Oh brother, go, go. My bird...my parrot is so beautiful!"

Before Tang Xiao could respond, Lu Cheng, who was next to him, suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Wu Tong's hoodie, and forcibly pulled him off Tang Xiao's body like he was lifting a chicken.

"He just said he wouldn't go, didn't you hear?"

Tang Xiao was stunned.

Wu Tong was also a little dumbfounded, and roared like Voldemort in his heart: Where did the trouble come from!

But looking up at this "obstructer" who was half a head taller than him, his aura instantly weakened.

All of a sudden from Voldemort to Pettigrew.

Looking at the two of them, Tang Xiao felt inexplicably awkward.He walked over and patted Wu Tong's shoulder: "Well, I'll go see the birds another day...Look at your parrot, I really have something to do today, I'll need it later..." He squeezed his fingertips, looking for a suitable one Excuse.

"I'll go to my room later, and do business." Lu Cheng calmly took over the conversation, deliberately emphasizing the word "business".

Tang Xiao was stunned, looking at the man in surprise and bewilderment.

Wu Tong pouted: "What do you two want to do, I want to be together too."

Lu Cheng folded his arms, Mo De said a few words emotionally: "It's not convenient."

After finally sending Wu Tong away, Tang Xiao and Lu Cheng got into the elevator together, the hotel room remained the same, the two still stayed at 11.

When he reached the door, Tang Xiao paused, turned his head and raised his eyes: "Thank you just now, Mr. Lu."

Lu Cheng said nothing.

Just about to swipe the room card to enter the door, only to hear the man clear his throat behind him: "Come to my room, I have something to do."

"Ah." Tang Xiao froze, his hand holding the room card froze in mid-air.

What Lu Cheng said downstairs just now, he didn't take it seriously at all, he just took it as an excuse to perfunctory Wu Tong.

Lu Cheng pursed his lips: "I also have something to show you."

Tang Xiao was bewildered by X2.

The first reaction in his mind was that Lu Cheng wanted to show him the birds too.

Have all the birds in this world been contracted by their crew?

Full of doubts, he followed someone into the room, and Chen Nan had already delivered the suitcase in advance.

The man took off his coat, hung it up, and pointed to the sofa, "Sit first, wait for me."

Tang Xiao shook his head, his eyes following the man's movements.

Lu Cheng bent over, spread his shoulders a little, and straightened the waistline of the black shirt.

Tang Xiao stared at his powerful body, and suddenly the photo of a sexy male god bursting with hormones popped into his mind.

He licked his lips, waved away some abnormal thoughts in his mind, then unscrewed a bottle of water, and gulped it down.

After a while, Lu Cheng took out a thick notebook from the suitcase.The cover is a bit old, with a few traces of time.

He got up and walked to Tang Xiao, and handed over the notebook.

"This is..." Tang Xiao took it and opened it gently.

The moment he opened it, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, and opened his mouth involuntarily.

The book is very thick, with hundreds of pages, and the entire book is handwritten, all in Lu Cheng's handwriting.

The first small label reads: No physical performance training.The densely packed memorized dozens of pages, with skills, insights, and practical exercises.

Turning back, the second tab is dialogue and wordless training.

The third one is fragments, experience in one-act performances...

There are a total of 117 labels in the entire notebook, which are clearly glued to the edge of the page.It is full of texts related to drama and performance, as well as appreciation collections of classic works of art.

"You sorted this all out by yourself?" Tang Xiao asked in disbelief as he stroked the paper carefully.

"Yes. This is my third handwritten notebook. When I was studying for a master's degree, I wrote down some professors' sharing, and of course my own understanding and thinking. It should be helpful to you." He said.

Tang Xiao's heart became hot, and he suddenly remembered a media report he had seen. After Lu Cheng graduated with a master's degree from the Southern California Academy of Motion Picture Arts, a reporter asked what was the biggest achievement in the past two years.

He showed the notebook to the camera at the time.

He said it was his priceless treasure.

Now, this man is willing to share his treasure with himself?

Are they not rivals?Even before, they both bore the label of deadly rivals.

"Acting skills are mainly developed by yourself, but the correct training method is also very important. I can't guarantee that you will rise after watching it, but at least it is a reference." Lu Cheng said seriously.

Tang Xiao was full of thoughts, and his heart was surging. Holding this heavy notebook, he didn't know what to say.

He made his debut two years ago. Although his acting skills are better than Xiao Xianrou's at the same age, quite a few people still attribute his success to his "good face" and "good dad".

In his dreams, he wanted to improve his acting skills and take off these two labels.

But so far, it is still in the realm of dreaming.

After a long time, he held the notebook in his arms and asked tentatively, "Why do you suddenly want to help me?"

Lu Cheng paused, then looked away: "I don't want to see you perform badly and be scolded by the director."

Tang Xiao's throat tightened, and his heart speeded up inexplicably: "Why?"

"Because it takes too much of my time."

Tang Xiao: "..."

Happy for only three seconds.

"If you have time, you can learn more and summarize more. You can also ask me for advice. In short, let's do business." Lu Cheng turned his gaze back and said seriously.

Tang Xiao froze for a moment, then nodded violently. Looking at Lu Cheng again, he had a sense of sight of the devil teaching director in middle school.

"Looking at parrots or something, it's recommended to do less, it's a waste of time." Lu Cheng's jaw tightened, his eyes showed a trace of disdain unabashedly.

"Okay. I see. Don't look at it." Tang Xiao responded obediently again.

Gee.

Is it his delusion?

Why does it seem that there is a sour taste in Lu Cheng's words? !