After the Official Announcement of the OO Love with the Actress

    "The boss, come with a pancake and fruit."

    "Okay! Hold on!"

    At eight o'clock, the crowds in the morning rush hour were briefly concentrated for a moment, then crowded into the bus in the next second, and disappeared into the city's veins in a blink of an eye.

    The sky and the earth suddenly became empty, and there were only dog ​​walkers, baby delivery people, and lap runners. The few people left were contributed to the breakfast shop.

    The vendor spread the eggs skillfully, and Lin Ke was in the penultimate position, holding his eyelids in pain.

    She had only slept for two hours, and at this moment, there was a low air pressure all over her body, as if a dark cloud covered her top.

    The phone beeps.

    A letter from the great devil: "Remember to add two eggs."

    Lin Ke: “…”

    The team gradually shortened and expanded. Lin Ke went from the bottom to the positive, with two chattering middle school students crowding behind him.

    "Hey! Do you know Lin Bingran? She seems to be shooting a movie in Watertown."

    "True or false!"

    "I'll show you the photo, it's from Reuters."

    Lin Ke looked back, two little girls with their fluff still huddled together to look at the phone.

    She pricked up her ears.

    "The subject of omega and omega!"

    "Ah! Who?"

    "It's also Lin, and it's not popular. It seems that it's called Coco?"

    "Cocoa beans?"

    "Hahahahahaha!"

    Lin Ke: “…”

    Beep, the phone rang again.

    The Great Demon King: "Ham is also double."

    Lin Ke is noble and glamorous behind the scenes, and on the Internet, he says, "Okay, Mr. Lin."

    Cut out WeChat, and Lin Ke clicked into the chat box of his friend Zhu Mo in the circle.

     Type angrily: "I must be more popular than Lin Bingran, and let her line up at eight in the morning to buy me breakfast!"

    Lin Ke was at 601 and knocked on the door.

    About a minute later, there were footsteps behind the door.

    The door opened with a fist-sized slit, Lin Bingran narrowed his eyes, his amber eyes changed from blurred to clear, and then said, "Come in."

    Lin Ke looked at the soles of his feet and Lin Bingran, "I..."

    "What are you doing?" Lin Bingran took off a pair of disposable slippers for her.

    Lin Ke took off his shoes, put on shoes and stepped on the carpet in the entrance of room 601.

    The house has a faint green tea pheromone smell belonging to omega.

    Lin Ke put the toes of the sneakers on a straight line.

    Lin Bingran went to the bathroom to wash up. When he came out, he was dressed in pure cotton pajamas, with an animated version of a pig's elbow drawn on his belly.

    Lin Ke: “…”

    The two sat around on the balcony of the terrace. The wooden table on the terrace was prepared with hot water. Lin Bingran made a cup of tea and handed it to Lin Ke, started to eat pancakes and fruits, and asked, "What do you eat?"

    The aroma of pancakes and fruits diffused, and Lin Ke lacked sleep and no appetite.

    "You eat, I'm going back to sleep." Lin Ke said.

    Lin Bingran got up, pulled out a script from the sofa in the room, and threw it to Lin Ke, "You can only sleep for two hours when you go back, why don't you play the play again."

    Lin Ke glanced at the two pages, and then looked at Lin Bingran in astonishment.

    The two-page script is the scene she is going to shoot today. The red and green markers mark the performance logic of Lin Ke and the understanding of the character Chu Feng.

    Lin Ke was surprised: "...Well, you didn't sleep in the morning?"

    Lin Bingran was completely immersed in eating and drinking, without looking at her, only said: "Can't sleep, find something to do."

    It was a lie to say no accident, Lin Ke sat down with a complicated expression and opened the script.

    Lin Bingran ate very quickly this time, and after eating, he proposed to accompany Lin Ke to play.

    How to say lines, pauses and weights, characters' logic and thinking.

    "In addition to this, there is also a night show, how are you preparing?" Lin Bingran asked suddenly after the content of the script was checked five or six times.

    Lin Ke was stunned for a moment, remembering the scene on the notice sheet, his blood pressure rose swishly: "I...I..."

    "I said I wanted to teach you," Lin Bingran took off Lin Ke's two-page script and said, "Now, I am Chu Feng."

    Chu Feng cleaned the Li family for a week, and every time she left, Zhou's mother would pay her some wages.

    Po Zhou said that the folk customs of Shuizhen are simple, Chu Feng has clean hands and feet, and works neatly. Next time the Li family wants to work, she can come again.

    After half a month, Chu Feng never saw the monsoon chimes again.

    The ancient house is backed by a low mountain, built on the highest place on the edge of the water town, with a tree facing a room on the second floor.

    After school, Chu Feng would hold a piece of grass against the trunk of the tree in a daze. Occasionally, I will find a notebook to write homework. Sometimes I don't do anything, I just think about the name of that lady.

    The weather is getting hotter day by day, and it is time for the village to harvest millet. Chu Feng didn't go to Houshan today, and went home directly after school.

    "Sister—" Chu Feng knocked on the latch, but no one agreed.

    There are only two sisters in the Chu family, and they live in an adobe mud house left by their parents.

    The black tile and mud wall, Chu Feng climbed into the gate from the man-high fence.

    She stepped on something, she looked down and saw that it was her own duck, which was thrown into the yard with its disembodied belly.

    She went to the water tank in the kitchen to drink water, and heard the ups and downs of obscene words from the main room.

    Chu Feng was angry and helpless, scooped a ladle of water on his head, ran and kicked the door of the main room.

    A man's rough laughter and a woman's cries were heard from the room.

    There is no man in the Chu family. In the afternoon, after a fierce quarrel broke out between Chu Feng and Chu Qiu, Chu Feng slammed out the door.

    Chu Feng sat on the trunk, twisted a leaf to block the sunlight, and looked at the small opposite window.

    "Card!"

    Lin Ke's out-of-focus eyes regained brilliance.

    Shen Feng laughed, came to pat Lin Ke on the shoulder, and said, "Xiao Lin, the acting is good! Why is it like suddenly enlightened? Who gave you a class? Huh?"

    Wang Bingbing and Shen Kuo came out, Lin Ke was embarrassed and turned his head shyly to find another figure on the set.

    Lu Tu came over with two bottles of water, handed one to Lin Ke and one to Shen Feng, and asked curiously, "Director Shen, Queen Lin didn't come to the set today?"

    Lin Ke's nerves bounced, and Shen Feng said, "I don't have her show today, so let's rest in the hotel."

    Shen Feng looked at Lin Ke and said, "Take a two-hour break, inform Lin Bingran to come over and prepare for the evening scene."

    Lu Tu gave Linke an ambiguous smile, wrapped the script into a paper tube and poked at Linke's arm.

    Lin Ke Gulu finished drinking a bottle of water, went to the reclining chair next to the floor fan and lay down to rest. The fan was whirling, her temples were sore and painful, closing her eyes was a dream.

    "You take me?" Lin Ke was stunned.

    Lin Bingran picked up a pillow and stuffed it in his arms, reminded Lin Ke, and said, "Okay, I'm going to start."

    Lin Bingran smiled at Lin Ke first, then slowly closed her eyes, her smile changed color.

    Lin Ke saw a blush floating on Lin Bingran's face, like the crimson of a rose.

    The woman opened her mouth and made a witty remark.

    Following the climax of the scene, Lin Bingran tightly twisted the pillow with both hands, tightening it, and tightening it more and more.

    Lin Ke's nerves were also twisted by her little by little, his palms sweated, wetting Lin Bingran's teacup set.

    After a few minutes, Lin Bingran suddenly stopped, opened his eyes and moistened his throat with tea, and asked seriously, "How is it?"

    Lin Ke couldn't comment, so he threw the script and ran out of 601.

    Running to the door, Lin Bingran chased after him and said something that made Lin Ke's feet slip.

    "I hope you have me in your dreams."

    "Bang!"

    A loud door slam responded to Lin Bingran.

    "The ninth 'Spring Dream' scene!"

    "Site Prep—"