star king gene

() Pure white snowflakes fluttered in the air, and under the dim light, stood a delicate figure in a red down jacket, who seemed impatient with the severe cold and spewed out bursts of white mist from time to time.

Many years later, this picture still often appears in Lin Zhimo's mind, and every time he thinks of it, Lin Zhimo's heart is filled with warm happiness.

At this moment, Lin Xin turned her head and saw Lin Zhimo, and couldn't help waving her hand, with a big smile on her face.

Lin Zhimo also came back to his senses from this beautiful picture, quickly ran two steps to Lin Xinru, and then hugged her into his arms.

"What are you doing here so late, aren't you afraid of the cold?" Lin Zhimo asked distressedly.

Lin Xinru felt a little unaccustomed to being hugged by Lin Zhimo like this. She struggled to break free from Lin Zhimo's embrace, and said, "Let go of me now, I'm going to say nonsense when the reporter sees me."

Hearing this, Lin Zhimo not only did not let go, but hugged the lovely person in his arms even tighter, until Lin Xinru stopped struggling and leaned against Lin Zhimo's arms like a child, Lin Zhimo said softly: "Fool, you have been waiting under the streetlight for so long. If there were reporters, they would have known something was wrong. Besides, if there were reporters waiting here in such a cold day, I would admit it."

Lin Xinru also felt reasonable after hearing Lin Zhimo's analysis, but she still subconsciously defended in a low voice: "Who... who has been waiting here for so long? I... came here by the way, and I just came here."

Lin Zhimo gently cupped Lin Xinru's small face with both hands, her face was flushed red because of the cold weather or other reasons.

Lin Zhimo couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and the thought of exposing her lies disappeared, and he said dotingly: "Okay, okay, you haven't been here for long...but I'm so cold now, how about I take you back to the hotel ?”

"I hate you, I don't want you to hug me." Lin Xinru rolled her eyes and changed her voice as she spoke, "I want you to carry me on your back."

Lin Zhimo had no objections, and said with a smile, "Okay, Zhu Bajie carried his wife before, now it's my turn to carry a wife, Lin Zhimo."

Lin Xinru blushed even more, but she did not refute.However, after lying on Lin Zhimo's broad back, Lin Xinru grabbed Lin Zhimo's ear and said, "Who is your wife? This girl makes you think highly of you, you know?"

Lin Zhimo pretended to be terrified and said: "Zha, what Ge Ge taught me is that it is the blessing of my little Sansheng Xiu to be able to carry you behind my back."

Lin Xinru giggled, and the crisp laughter floated in the dark night sky and echoed in the spacious street.

A gust of north wind blew up the snow on the ground.However, under the street lamp where Lin Xinru was standing, there was a clean ground without any snowflakes.

She has been standing here for a long time.

……

When he arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Lin Zhimo didn't put Lin Xinru down, but asked, "How about I carry you in?" At this moment, he really wanted to make their relationship official.

Lin Xinru was taken aback, and quickly jumped off Lin Zhimo's back, and said, "You think I look like you, but artists are not allowed to fall in love in our company." There was also a trace of dissatisfaction with the company in her tone.

Lin Zhimo thought for a while and said, "How about you also sign in Chinese?"

Lin Xinru frowned, and said in a choked voice, "Will you pay the liquidated damages?"

Lin Zhimo scratched his head in embarrassment. Although he has some money now, it is still not enough compared to Lin Xinru's liquidated damages.

Lin Xinru also felt that her tone of voice was a bit offensive, so she said apologetically, "Don't worry about it, Zhima, I didn't mean to laugh at you."

Lin Zhimo shook his head and said indifferently: "It's okay, what are you apologizing for, I know what you mean." He put his arms around Lin Xinru's soft waist and said, "Let's go, hurry back to the hotel, and then drink a bowl of ginger soup. Put an extra layer of quilt on and sleep well, or you will really catch a cold tomorrow."

Even though he said that, Lin Zhimo kept thinking in his mind how to earn enough money to "redeem" Lin Xinru.

Because it was too late, after Lin Zhimo soaked Lin Xinru in a bowl of ginger syrup, he didn't take advantage of Lin Xinru as he did in the past few days before leaving. He just kissed Lin Xinru and went back to his room.

Lying on the bed, Lin Zhimo was still thinking about how to make money.

<The passage of time is bound to be in vain, so it is better to choose an industry that suits your taste as early as possible, and then turn acting into a sideline when the popularity declines, and make the sideline your main business.

Generally, there are two choices for celebrities to develop their side jobs. One is to invest in industries, such as real estate, clothing, restaurants, etc.; Authentic products are waiting to be added in value.

Of course, there are also some stars whose side jobs are closely related to their own industries, such as setting up their own studios, and then slowly developing into a star company, starting to sign artists and so on.

Lin Zhimo thought for a while, only to feel that his thoughts were complicated, and finally sighed: "It's too early to think about these things now, and I'd better wait until I have more money in my hand."

Thinking of this, I can't help complaining about the filming progress of the Pearl Return crew. When I knew that the second part would shoot more than 40 episodes, the director team had already divided into two film crews to shoot separately, but despite this, the filming progress was still not very fast. It will probably be in the twelfth lunar month when the shooting is completed.

And during this period of time, the manufacturers who came to Lin Zhimo's endorsement are queuing up to wait for Lin Zhimo to finish acting, and then immediately invite Lin Zhimo into their own studio to shoot commercials. It's equivalent to Lin Zhimo losing a day's advertising money.

"I hope I can finish the filming before my birthday." Lin Zhimo's birthday is the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. Since their hometown does not have the custom of celebrating birthdays according to the solar calendar, Lin Zhimo has never celebrated his birthday according to the solar calendar, nor does he Know when you were born in the Gregorian calendar.

Thinking of her own birthday, Lin Zhimo suddenly remembered that Lin Xinru's birthday was coming soon, and with the current relationship between the two, she should prepare a birthday present for her.

Just thinking about it like this, Lin Zhimo slowly fell asleep.

The next morning, as soon as Lin Zhimo returned to the hotel after punching, he met Huo Xiwen who was wearing a black wool coat.

"Sister Wen, what's the matter?" Lin Zhimo's forehead was still covered with beads of sweat because he had just finished exercising.

Huo Xiwen didn't answer Lin Zhimo's words, but instead said: "Hurry up and go into the hotel, you are not afraid of freezing now."

Lin Zhimo grinned, and said indifferently: "Sister Wen, since I can remember, I have only been to the hospital a total of ten times, and five of them were because of the vaccination organized by the school."

Huo Xiwen angrily pushed Lin Zhimo's back into the hotel, and at the same time urged: "I know, there are five other times because I accidentally twisted my waist during martial arts, and the most recent one was from Wia. Up and down... I can recite it, go back to the hotel first, I have something to tell you."

Back in the room, Lin Zhimo poured Huo Xiwen a glass of water and asked, "Sister Wen, does any manufacturer invite me to be the spokesperson?"

Huo Xiwen has been here several times for this kind of thing, but because Lin Zhimo has a very heavy shooting task now, he has no time, and many commercials have no time to shoot, so he just signed a preliminary contract of intent, and the specific shooting task is yet to come. It can't be completed until the filming of Huanzhugege is completed.

Huo Xiwen was in no hurry at this time, looked at Lin Zhimo with a smile and said, "Didn't you always think that your reasoning ability is pretty good, why don't you guess what news I'm going to tell you next."

Lin Zhimo smiled wryly and said, "My dear sister, what do you think can be deduced?"

Huo Xiwen still shook his head and said, "I just want to see you deflated once today, can't I?"

Lin Zhimo could only nod his head and said, "Okay, then I'll try." After speaking, he looked at Huo Xiwen carefully.

Huo Xiwen also cooperated, stretched out his arms and spun around on the spot, and then asked: "What do you see?"

At this time, Huo Xiwen had already taken off his wool coat, revealing a light gray turtleneck sweater inside, a pair of black thin fleece leggings on his lower body, and a pair of high-heeled boots on his feet, looking like an urban beauty.

The sweater is tight, and Huo Xiwen's towering twin peaks make the sweater bulge, and it moves up and down with breathing, and when it goes down to the waist, there is another exaggerated contraction that makes breathing stagnate, and then the black se The leggings were propped up into a thrilling arc by the upturned round buttocks.

Everything is so perfect, especially the mature femininity that Huo Xiwen exudes all the time, which is far beyond that of an immature green apple girl like Lin Xinru.

After looking at it for a long time, Lin Zhimo frowned and said, "Sister Wen, what have you eaten these days, your bust seems to be getting bigger!"

Huo Xiwen was ashamed and angry.

"You bastard!"