After signing a stand-in agreement with the actor

Chapter 38 Recognition

The two words "hooking people" were gently spit out from his lips and teeth, but each word seemed to be wrapped in a kind of misleading sweetness. Lin Qingle is a typical cold white skin, but when shy It was as if a layer of peach-colored blush was applied to him. From the inside out, it made it look natural and charming. He glared at Xie Pei sullenly, and even his voice suppressed the anger when he was being molested: "You f*ck Where's the... paper towel?"

Xie Pei's smile deepened, his eyes slowly wandered from his eyes to his milk-stained red lips, and he reached out to take a tissue from behind.

Lin Qingle wanted to take it, but Xie Pei didn't give it to him, but took a few by himself: "Lift up your head, I'll wipe it for you."

Lin Qingle was dubious, he looked at Xie Pei just now, it seemed that he wanted to wipe it for him, but he wanted to lick it for him.

But Lin Qingle knew that even if Xie Pei had any thoughts, it was probably only about his appearance, not about him, so there was nothing awkward about it. She raised her chin and said to him, "Clean it up."

Xie Pei bent his lips, and took two paper towels to gently wipe off the milk dripping from his chin to his collarbone. Three layers of thin paper towels still couldn't block the warmth from his fingertips. Lin Qingle lowered her head, His eyes moved from his bony hand to his face little by little. He looked playful, but there was an elusive seriousness in his eyes, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

When he was done, he threw the tissue into the side seam of the driver's seat.

Lin Qingle's gaze slowly retracted, and he reached out to touch his chin, which was already clean and refreshed.

At this moment, the yellow light of the traffic light on the opposite side was flashing. Xie Pei started the car with a playful tone: "Sit down this time, otherwise I will think you are deliberately seducing me."

Lin Qingle glanced out of the window: "You have a good idea."

Xie Pei put Lin Qingle on the road outside the film and television city and walked away. There were many paparazzi and reporters near the film and television city. After he got off the car and looked around, he took out his phone and called A car went to the film and television city.

Although this is not far from the film and television city, it takes at least half an hour to walk there.

Lin Qingle didn't have many roles today. He sat on a chair beside him and memorized the lines for the next scene. Although he had already memorized it, this character had a lot of dialogue, and it was best to deepen his impression before going on stage.

A pair of white sneakers suddenly appeared under his eyes. He looked up along the owner of the sneakers, and his goal was Bu Sheng's disdainful and arrogant face.

Lin Qingle: "Is there something wrong?"

"We're filming a show the day after tomorrow, you know that?"

"I know." Lin Qingle said.

Bu Sheng snorted, "Let's talk about it after the filming of the show the day after tomorrow."

Lin Qingle's heart sank suddenly, but the anxiety did not show on his face, he nodded: "Okay, what are we talking about?"

"You will know when the time comes." Bu Sheng glanced at him, wondering if he wanted to see a crack on his face, but Lin Qingle behaved so well that he didn't see anything.

Lin Qingle sighed violently until he saw Bu Sheng disappear from sight, but that restless heart was ups and downs and very restless. There was nothing to talk about between him and Bu Sheng. If he said yes, it was probably only the day when he ran into him in Xie Pei's RV.

Apart from this matter, Lin Qingle couldn't find any other reason to explain Bu Sheng's behavior just now, but compared to always guessing, it was a good thing that Bu Sheng talked to him directly, at least he didn't have to worry, the boat would be straight when it reached the bridge. At most, Bu Sheng would shake off this matter.

Lin Qingle filmed late today, and Xie Pei had already taken a shower when he returned, and was waiting for him after cooking.

Xie Pei seemed to be very persistent about the one meal a day in their contract. Whenever there was an opportunity, he would prepare a meal for him to eat together when he came back.

After such a long time, Lin Qingle was quite used to eating. After sitting down, she told Xie Pei what Busheng wanted to talk to him about today.

Xie Pei picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his bowl, and said with a faint smile, "Do you think he came to you because of what happened that day?"

Lin Qingle nodded: "Yes."

"Then what do you think he'll do?"

"How to do it?" Lin Qingle paused, and tapped the side of the bowl lightly with the chopsticks in her hand, "At worst, he will expose our affairs, and at worst, I will be scolded for a while, and I probably won't do anything else."

"Then you are scolded, what good does he do?"

"I'm a long-term guest on the same show as him. If I get scolded, the show crew won't be much better off. What good can he do?" Lin Qingle said disapprovingly after taking a bite of his meal.

"Yeah, then he's no good. What's he doing out there?" Xie Pei narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't care about the matter at all, "Maybe he has other purposes."

"Other purposes?" Lin Qingle didn't think of this level. The main reason is that the resources of the two of them don't overlap, and there is no competition. The only conflict was the one at school a few years ago, and later he embarrassed himself. He didn't think about other things, and Busheng had other purposes... He really couldn't think of what benefits Busheng could get from himself.

It's just that he wasn't worried at first, but after being told by Xie Pei, he started guessing again.

Xie Pei picked up a piece of meat for him, and the fat and tender braised pork was placed in Lin Qingle's bowl, bouncing and appetizing, Xie Pei lowered his eyes, and his tone was still indifferent: " Don't think too much, just like you said, it's a big deal to shake it out."

He bent his lips, opened his eyes and looked deeply at Lin Qingle: "I'd be happy to fry CP with you."

Lin Qingle frowned, he found that Xie Pei seemed to be very obsessed with this matter: "You fired CP with me, what's the benefit for you?"

Xie Pei shook his head: "It looks like, no."

"Then you fired CP with me, do you have any other purpose?" Lin Qingle asked him flexibly in his own words.

Xie Pei narrowed his eyes, with a smile in his long and narrow eyes, and admitted unabashedly: "Yes."

The light in the dining room was a faint orange, falling directly above the dining table, and the light halo fell on Xie Pei's delicate and three-dimensional face, portraying his deep and gentle eyes in more detail, so detailed that Lin Qingle seemed to be There was a trace of anticipation in his eyes.

Lin Qingle's heart beat twice unconsciously, pulling him back to reality, but his heart still didn't calm down. He lowered his eyes, but he couldn't get rid of that ambiguous look of Xie Pei's just now in his mind.

Lin Qingle held her breath, and simply didn't bother to talk to him anymore, she just lowered her head and ate with her head down.

Going on, I feel like I have to be manipulated by him.

Lin Qingle asked Director Chen for leave on the second day, and when he participated in the recording of "Running for Happiness" on the third day, he always looked at Bu Sheng from time to time.

But Bu Sheng acted like a normal person. It was time to make games, games, and tasks. However, since Lin Qingle had prepared for the worst, he had made up his mind. After the shooting was over, he took a towel and wiped off his body. When I was about to change clothes, my mobile phone received a text message from Bu Sheng.

It is the address and time of a tea restaurant.

Lin Qingle put the phone back in her pocket, went back to Xie Pei's house and took a shower before going out.

Xie Pei hadn't come home yet, so Lin Qingle asked to take a taxi to the address of the restaurant sent by Bu Sheng, and the time of arrival was just a few minutes before the appointment.

Lin Qingle walked into the tea restaurant. The restaurant as a whole is dominated by brown-red tones, and the furnishings and decoration have a somewhat retro taste. A huge chandelier hangs on the hovering roof, and the dim light orange light shines in the entire hall, covering the entire restaurant. A layer of secret atmosphere.

Bu Shengding is a small box, also in the hall, separated by a small door, and the top is made of hollow wooden boards, so the light from the big lamp in the hall refracts through the hollow boards like fallen leaves The light and shadow are quite atmospheric. On the top of the box is a small white lamp wrapped in crystal. Bu Sheng is sitting in it, looking down at his phone.

He only looked up when he heard the door open.

Lin Qingle sat across from him, and there were several stacks of side dishes on the table. He didn't move his chopsticks, and after sitting down, he said directly, "Why do you want me?"

Bu Sheng put down his phone, frowned, and looked at him solemnly.

Seeing this look, Lin Qingle was a little puzzled, did he do something to offend him?

"Just say what you have to say, don't look at me like that."

Bu Sheng snorted lightly: "Lin Qingle, what's your relationship with Xie Pei?"

Lin Qingle's breathing stopped for a moment. Although he had guessed it earlier, but when he was asked face to face, he still couldn't help but shudder in his heart. After all, even if he had prepared for the worst, he would still be worried when he really came.

Lin Qingle took a sip of Pu'er tea with a strong tea aroma to cover up the panic in his eyes. When he put it down again, he had regained his composure. He took a deep breath and looked at Bu Sheng quietly: "What's wrong?"

"What's the matter?" Bu Sheng opened his eyes wide. He didn't expect Lin Qingle to say these words as if nothing had happened, "You have a special relationship with Xie Pei, right? I saw you get in his car that day with my own eyes. .”

Lin Qingle was startled, and wondered if there was another time besides the caravan, but she didn't show it on the face, and said calmly: "That time I was talking about the script with Xie Pei, Xie Pei told you."

"Besides that time, there was another time." Bu Sheng leaned back on the back seat, examining Lin Qingle with his eyes, "At that time, you two were chatting and saying something that shouldn't be said, to tell you the truth, I listened to it all arrive."

He spoke very frankly, it didn't look like he was bombing Lin Qingle at all.

Lin Qingle's mind was spinning quickly, thinking that it should be the crew gathering, only that time he was dragged into his car by Xie Pei in the underground parking lot, it could be regarded as a gossip.

Seeing that Lin Qingle was silent, Bu Sheng looked at him slightly.

Lin Qingle looked calm, as if he was thinking about how to respond to his words, and more like watching a child messing around.

He was several years younger than Lin Qingle, and his temper was a bit willful. In the eyes of many people, he looked like a child who couldn't grow up, and he had seen this look from Yang Qian.

Thinking of Yang Qian, Bu Sheng showed a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, as if he wanted to compete with Lin Qingle: "Don't you want to admit it?"

Lin Qingle smiled lightly and said, "There's nothing to admit."

Let him admit it, unless he's stupid.

Bu Sheng gritted his teeth, angrily took out a stack of photos from his pocket and threw them on the table, angrily said: "Can I admit it now?"