Miss Ji's best actor

Chapter 288 Don't let her do stupid things
Seeing that the elevator door was about to close, and the man was getting closer and closer to the elevator, only two or three steps away, Lu Cheng hurriedly pressed the door open button.

The elevator door, which was half closed, opened again.

The man stepped in, found a place to stand, and first took out a string of Buddhist beads the size of a thumb from his trouser pocket and held them in his hands. Then he nodded to Lu Cheng and said, "Thank you." His voice was hoarse, like Is a perennial cold patient.

"You're welcome."

When he went upstairs, Lu Cheng found the man staring at him.

He is now considered a well-known entertainer, and the other party may think he looks familiar and doubt his identity.Lu Cheng thought that the other party recognized him, so he turned sideways and smiled politely at the other party.

Probably because he didn't expect Lu Cheng to smile at him suddenly, the man was a little surprised, so he froze for a moment.

Lu Cheng looked away, took out his mobile phone and planned to tell Google that he came to visit him in the hospital.

Just as Lu Cheng took out his mobile phone, he suddenly heard a hoarse male voice say again: "The appearance of a celebrity is somewhat different from the appearance on TV, but Mr. Lu himself looks better than the appearance on TV."

Sure enough, he recognized him.

Lu Cheng said to him: "Because the difference in makeup is not that big, the difference between our male artist's life and that on TV is not that big."

"Yes, the gap is bigger for female stars."

When the elevator reached the fifth floor, the man in the beret suddenly said, "Are you and An Jia a manager?"

What does this ask for?
Lu Chengduo glanced at the man, with guard in his eyes.

Seeing Lu Cheng's vigilance, the man in the beret gave him an embarrassed smile. He smiled charmingly, and said, "I am a fan of An Jia."

It's strange, this person is obviously not very handsome, his facial features can only be regarded as clean and correct, but his skin is fair.His smile has a warm and charming charm.

The so-called smile can infect people, that's what he said.

Men with this kind of smile are generally very comfortable to get along with.

The man in the beret fiddled with the string of prayer beads, and said, "Our Anjia is straight-tempered and narrow-minded, and it is easy to go to a dead end when things happen." He seemed to be saying this to Lu Cheng, and he seemed to be saying it to himself , it sounds like the tone is very helpless, and it seems to be doting.

Lu Cheng thought this was strange.

But now fans like to use adjectives like 'my family' to call their idols, so he didn't think much about it.

The man said to himself: "It's not easy for that silly girl to get to where she is today. If possible, please ask Mr. Lu to take care of her in the future." He moved another prayer bead and sighed: "Don't let her be a fool." thing."

After finishing speaking, a series of voices suddenly sounded in Lu Cheng's ear.

Crackling, one after another.

The rope of the string of Buddhist beads in the man's hand unexpectedly broke, and all the round beads were scattered on the ground.The crackling sound of the Buddha beads rolling down on the ground was especially crisp in this quiet and cramped space, which could not be ignored.

The man stared at the prayer beads scattered all over the floor with a sad expression. "It's still broken..."

Lu Cheng was about to help him pick up the beads, but the man said, "Don't bother, Mr. Lu."

Lu Cheng had already bent down. Hearing what the man said, he still picked up one of the beads and asked the man, "Are you planning to take it?"

The man looked down at the beads, and he muttered to himself, "If it's broken, it's broken. If you pick it up and string it together, it's not what it was before."

Lu Cheng felt that what this man said was wrong, revealing a wave of passivity and despair.

He is not a person who is easily negative.

In his whole life, Lu Cheng never despaired in times of difficulty. "A broken mirror can be rounded again. If the beads are broken, just string them together again." Lu Cheng continued to pick up other beads.

When the man heard Lu Cheng's words, he was stunned.He stared at Lu Cheng, who was squatting on the ground picking up beads, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and said enviously, "Mr. Lu is the one who really understands if he can think like this."

Just as Lu Cheng was about to say something, the elevator stopped suddenly.

"Seventh floor, we're here."

The door in front of Lu Cheng opened.

Lu Cheng glanced out, the corridor on this floor was exceptionally quiet.

"I'm here." The man thanked Lu Cheng again, and stepped out of the elevator. He was careful not to step on the beads on the ground.

Lu Cheng stared at his black and thin back melting into the long and silent corridor, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart that this person was about to come to an end.

The elevator door closed quickly, cutting off Lu Cheng's sight.

Lu Cheng withdrew his gaze and stared at the broken beads all over the floor.After thinking about it, Lu Cheng still picked up all the beads.When the elevator reached the 9th floor, Lu Cheng put the beads in his pocket and walked out.

In the ward, Google was already asleep, but Tang Rufeng was still awake. He was sitting on the sofa looking at his mobile phone. He didn't know what he was looking at, and he was still muttering something.

Hearing the knock on the door, Tang Rufeng got up to open the door himself, and saw Lu Cheng outside the door carrying a food box to visit Google, he felt both joy and loss in his heart.

The joy is that Senior Lu loves his child so much, but the disappointment is that Senior Lu can make the vermicelli soup that his son wants to eat, but he can't.

After receiving the vermicelli soup in Lu Cheng's hand, Tang Rufeng lifted the lid and smelled it. The fragrance was overflowing, and it was delicious at first sight.

Tang Rufeng had the cheek to ask Lu Cheng, "Senior Lu, how do you make this thing? Can you teach me?" He took out his mobile phone and handed the picture with the steps of making vermicelli soup to Lu Cheng, "Look, Did you do that?"

It turned out that he was just watching how to make vermicelli soup.

Lu Cheng glanced at it and returned the phone to Tang Rufeng. "There is no fixed procedure for this thing, and what I do is different from his procedure. If you really want to learn, I will write a production experience and send it to you."

Hearing this, Tang Rufeng was overjoyed.

"Then it's settled."

Lu Cheng went to the bedside to look at Google, and saw that his face had returned to ruddy, but the gauze tied on his forehead was really ugly.He frowned and asked Tang Rufeng, "How did he get this injury?"

Tang Rufeng was embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it.

"Can't say?" Lu Cheng's tone was a little displeased.

When the child was with Ji Wei, he had never been injured, and instead of being injured when he returned to his own father, Lu Cheng was naturally displeased.

Tang Rufeng finally told Lu Cheng how Google was injured.

After hearing this, Lu Cheng was silent for a short time, and then said again: "If you are really busy and it is not convenient to take care of Google, you can send him back to Ji's house, or let him stay with me. Wei Wei and I are very happy to take care of him." his."

When Lu Cheng said this, his tone could be called calm.

Tang Rufeng's face changed when he heard the words.

"Senior Lu, what happened this time was just an accident."

Lu Cheng smiled and asked him again: "Then how can you guarantee that such an accident will not happen again?"

Tang Rufeng clenched his fists. "There won't be a next time." He murmured, "Google is the only gift Yingying gave me in this world, and I will definitely protect him."

Lu Cheng snorted.

After a while, Lu Cheng seemed to remember something, and asked Tang Rufeng, "What did you just say?"

(End of this chapter)