After the rebirth, I formed a CP with Zhuma

Song Liang: "?"

What is inferior perfume?

After Bu Fan finished speaking, he raised his voice again: "Everyone is here to learn, I hope you can show some respect, if you don't like it, you shouldn't attack me."

Song Liang saw it clearly, this kind of person just wanted to pretend to be a white lotus in front of Xie Yi, and what Bu Fan said just now was to deliberately make him lose his temper, and then took the opportunity to attack himself.

Song Liang narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't have this character in his memory, or he had appeared before, but there wasn't much splash. It stands to reason that it is impossible for a person pretending like this not to dance.

That is to say, in the previous life, before Bu Fan was noticed by Song Liang because of his excessive jumping, he either didn't come here at all, or he was kicked back early.

After reading this, Song Liang showed no expression, and said, "If you can't speak, then stop talking."

"Why?" Bu Fan immediately countered, "Why do you bully me and keep me silent?"

"If what you mean by bullying is that I tell you to take care of yourself." Song Liang raised his eyes and smiled slightly, "Then it will be regarded as me bullying you."

After a pause, he remembered something, and added: "Oh right, about this inferior perfume, although its price is not high-end, but..."

He paused every word: "It, repelling, mosquitoes, nah."

In this kind of mountain forest, I haven't encountered it a few times, but I caught a lot of mosquitoes.

There was no toilet water in other people's rooms, and they couldn't help but be moved when they heard Song Liang's words.

Besides, not all of the people present were devoid of otherworldly fireworks. After hearing what Song Liang said, they naturally knew what he was spraying.

"Pfft, it's just sprayed with toilet water, why are you wearing perfume?"

"Not at all, find a sense of presence in toilet water."

"Brother, where did you buy the toilet water, can you spray it on for me too?"

Others followed suit, wanting to spray toilet water to avoid mosquito bites.

Song Liang glanced at Xie Yi, who showed a casual expression, and he said, "There's not much left, I'll bring a small spray bottle for you to share some for yourself later."

"Hey, okay." The others hurriedly responded and sat down happily.

Bu Fan was very embarrassed, and cursed in a low voice: "Only stinky people will be bitten by mosquitoes. I have never been bitten by mosquitoes, hum."

Then he turned his head, went back to Xie Yi's table and sat down.

After a while, almost all the people who came were there.

Not surprisingly, Zhuang Rong was also among the crowd.

He originally wanted to go to Xie Yi's table, but Xie Yi's side was already crowded with people, and there was no room for him at all. He swept his eyes and noticed Song Liang at the other table, frowning slightly, and walked towards Song Liang past.

"Song Liang."

Song Liang raised his eyes, still biting the noodles in his mouth, and said vaguely, "What's the matter?"

"I just didn't expect you to be here, and I didn't see you in the car I came here today." Zhuang Rong put the rice on the table and said in a low voice, "I thought you didn't make the interview."

Song Liang actually didn't expect Zhuang Rongneng to be here. After all, the male second is a confirmed role, and he has won the third male. The contract is signed, so there will be no temporary replacement, right?

He said: "I came late, I found a ride to get up."

"No wonder." Zhuang Rong said, "I said why I couldn't see you. It stands to reason that Xia Xuan's people would not have even passed the interview. I am relieved to see you are still here."

"Oh." Song Liang lowered his eyes and continued to eat noodles.

He had almost eaten, cleared the table and was about to leave when Zhuang Rong asked him if he wanted to be a friend.

"add friend?"

"That's right." Zhuang Rong said earnestly, "You have not been here for long, so you must not be familiar with things in the Black City, so you have to find someone to take it with you. I am quite familiar with this place, and I am your roommate, so I can help you. .”

What he said was sincere, his eyes sparkled, if he didn't know, he really thought the other person was kind.

Song Liang took out his mobile phone, and the two added each other as friends.

"Oh, by the way, which room do you live in now?" Zhuang Rong asked suddenly, "If you don't have a place to live, you can consider staying with me. We are roommates, and living together is the best."

Song Liang said: "It's okay, I live in a good place now, let's not talk about it, I'm so tired after climbing up, I want to go back to sleep first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhuang Rong to say anything else, he washed the dishes and chopsticks in the sink and left.

On the first day, taking care of everyone tired all the way and not arranging meditation activities, Song Liang went to the yard to wash his feet with a hose and went back to sleep.

His way back went smoothly, because he was rushing back to sleep, and he didn't notice the figure following behind him.

When he was about to go upstairs, he suddenly heard the sound of someone stepping on a tree branch behind him. Song Liang turned around and found Xie Yi who was following him all the way.

"Why don't you make a sound." Song Liang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought it was some kind of monster."

"..." Xie Yi said, "Where are you rushing to?"

"Go back to sleep." Song Liang said lightly, without realizing what was wrong at all.

"Oh." Xie Yi snorted, "Knows the way quite well, unlike someone with a bad memory."

"..." Song Liang glanced at Xie Yi, as if he didn't expect Xie Yi to notice this, and asked, "Did I go wrong?"

His expression was too surprised, which made Xie Yi a little uncertain: "You really don't know the way?"

"Of course." Song Liang said, "Before today, I had never been here."

At most, in my previous life, when I helped move things, I delivered them to the gate of the yard.

This is of course not a lie.

Xie Yi was silent, his eyes wavering.

Reason told him that there must be something wrong with Song Liang, and his behavior was too quiet and casual, not like the reaction he should have had at all.

However, Song Liang's serious and sincere eyes would always flash before his eyes, and he hesitated for a second uncontrollably.

And this kind of hesitation, when he saw the smile on Song Liang's face fading, as if he became anxious and a little hurt because of his distrust, became a hammer and hit his heart hard.

After all, Xie Yi didn't say anything, he lowered his eyes and said, "I'll treat you as if you don't know the way and dare to walk by yourself."

He walked in front of Song Liang, paused for a step, then turned his head and said, "Hurry up and follow?"

Song Liang quickly raised his head and followed Xie Yi in two or three steps.

When the two returned to the room, Song Liang collapsed on the bed after washing up.

Xie Yi gave him a disgusted look, then walked into the bathroom.

When he came out after a while, he saw Song Liang was lying on the bed watching a movie, his two long legs slanted across the bed mat, his calf was dangling outside the bed, he pulled the quilt over his body, and the fan on the other side was turned on to the maximum, facing the He whirred.

Without the slightest fighting spirit.

Xie Yi frowned, stepped forward and patted him on the back: "Get up."

"Hmm." Song Liang was taken aback by the photo, and turned over, "What's wrong?"

It's not that Xie Yi didn't sleep with others before, even with his fame now, he sometimes needs to sleep with several people. Every actor he met was hardworking.

Or work hard on acting and ask him questions at every opportunity.

Or try to express yourself and try to warm Xie Yi's bed.

Only there is no one like Song Liang who is still watching movies.

Xie Yi asked: "Have you finished reading the script?"

"It's over." Song Liang asked, "What's the matter? Do you want to play against each other?"

Xie Yi: "..."

Song Liang blinked at him, and his tone was gentle. At first glance, it sounds like two friends who have been together for decades are chatting about family affairs: "Do you want to have a show? I am quite tired today, and I have to get up early tomorrow, so I can't go to bed too late , if you want to be right, you can be right, but how long will it take? Is one hour enough? I still have an hour to watch a movie."

Xie Yi: "..."

He bent down and took a closer look at Song Liang's face.

Song Liang retreated subconsciously, but ended up being blocked by Xie Yi at the head of the bed, with the back of his head on the wall, looking at Xie Yi's approaching face, unconsciously holding his breath.

Then I heard Xie Yi say: "How thick do I think you are?"

Pulling back a little distance, he watched the thin blush on Song Liang's face, and said in a slightly pleasant tone, "It doesn't seem to be very thick."

After finishing speaking, his face fell for a second, and he said calmly, "Take out the script and give me an analysis."

Song Liang: "..."

He moved his thin lips, wanting to fight for something for himself.

But Xie Yi's expression was cold and he didn't give him the slightest chance: "The usual performance is also included in the comprehensive evaluation."

"Oh." After taking out the comprehensive evaluation, Song Liang will not be able to fool around until tomorrow.

He put the phone's screen off and put it aside, bent down to fish out the backpack from under the bed, and took out the script inside.

Xie Yi also went to get his own script at this time.

He got the script very early, took a lot of notes in it, and put a lot of notes on it, making the book as thick as three of himself.

On the other hand, Song Liang's notebook was clean at first glance.

Xie Yi said: "If I go out to arrest someone casually now, his notebook will definitely not be like yours, and he has never touched it."

This is true.

Song Liang lowered his eyes and muttered, "It's my first time too."

"I thought you got up late today because you stayed up late to read the script." Xie Yi's mouth was fierce, and his counterattack was sharp, "You don't work hard, why do you want me to take you?"

Song Liang looked at his notebook, then at Xie Yi's, and asked, "Then if I work hard, how will you take me?"

"Work hard first." Xie Yi took his notebook, flipped through a page and handed it over, "Let me see if you have the capital to negotiate a deal with me."

Song Liang took it back aggrieved, sat cross-legged on the bed, and carefully read the script.

He memorized this book once in his last life. At that time, out of unwillingness, he gnawed down the lines of everyone in the scene, and now he can still take over the whole scene when he recalls it.

It's just that he didn't expect that Xie Yi casually pointed at the emotional drama that was still weak no matter how hard he studied in his previous life.

Song Liang was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xie Yi pursed his thin lips slightly, but did not deny it.

Based on his experience in acting, even if he only watched Song Liang's performance during the interview, it was not difficult to find the other party's weaknesses.

Xie Yi's thin lips parted lightly: "Those who have never been in love, that's it."