Chapter 439: Xu Rui, hype

The atmosphere solidified. Su Qingchen moved his lips a few times, organized the language and said calmly: "Erbao, you listen to me, I didn't mean it, just I was thinking about something (qing Qing) You suddenly appeared, I was shocked Jump, otherwise I..."
"Enough is enough, what do you mean is my fault? Ha ha, well, then you can continue to think about your affairs here (love Qing), I go out to see Kong Mingdeng, hum!" Exit (body sh　n), with both hands, pulled the tent curtain rudely.
Su Qingchen held his forehead with a helpless look. While vomiting Su Yiran's unreasonable attitude in his heart, he opened the tent and chased him out.
However, as soon as he came out, he was shocked by the scenery (color) in front of him (yan).
The dark night was lit by hundreds of Kongming lamps, and the warm orange (color) light, like fire, like hope, brightened the whole night.
Su Qingchen looked up, staring at Kong Mingdeng as he rose.
So beautiful...
"No, I will write it myself!"
Su Yiran's voice floated from not far away, Su Qingchen's pleasant feeling of enjoying the beautiful scenery (love Qing), suddenly ‘　嚓’ shattered.
Let's go to the brother Xijingjing first...
Su Qingchen went silently.
Su Yiran was writing to Kong Mingdeng. When he came over, he looked up and glanced at him, and a dull hum was heard from his nose, ignoring him.
Su Qingchen: "..." Really, a brother who is hard to coax.
Su Yiran, who is difficult to coax, is waving his writing brush and finishing his masterpiece on Kong Mingdeng.
Su Qingchen tilted his head, and squinted again, a very confused, difficult expression (qing), until Su Yiran satisfactorily closed the pen, clapped his hands and shouted with joy,'You're done', he He asked the doubts in his heart out loud: "Two treasures... Are you drawing a unicorn?"
"..." Su Yiran held Kong Mingdeng, his happy smile froze on his face, and then slowly cracked. Finally, he took a deep breath and gave Su Qingchen (lu) a polite smile, pointing In his "masterpiece", he emphasized the tone: "Look clearly, I painted Sister Yumian!"
Su Qingchen's pupils widened, and he moved his head forward, tilting his head eastward, tilting his head westward, and finally pointed at the protruding angle with uncertainty, and asked, "What is this?"
Su Yiran (tinging) ((chest xiong) xiong) preserved, proud (娇ji　o) said: "I send my sister Yu Mian's triangle card for Chinese New Year!"
Su Qingchen bit his finger and stopped talking.
He was afraid to say that Erbao wanted to get angry with him again.
Su Yiran continued to maintain an arrogant posture: "Do you want to draw one?" He pulled out a Kongming lamp under the table.
Su Qingchen nodded, picked it up, looked around (touched Mo), and his eyes fell on the brush in Su Yiran's hand: "Have you run out? Can you lend me?"
"Yes, but you have to assure me first that you won't be able to spray me with sour ((奶Nai)n　i) on my face in the future.
"……I promise."
"Then... it's because you are the same mother as me, and you have a good attitude in admitting your mistakes. I won't care about you. Give it to you and use it." The pair is very generous and very generous. .
"..." The essence of drama!
On the mountain, the breeze is slow, the crew of the crew are free to move, and three or five people get together and light the Kong Ming lantern.
There are wishes to write about yourself, and there are also about the crew, for example: ‘Drunk Moon watching Changhong’, ‘Drunk Moon makes a hit and red’ ‘Drunk Moon everything goes well’, etc...
Su Yiran took his Kongming lamp and stood beside him waiting for his brother.
I have to say that his brother's writing is really neat!
Excellent students are no doubt.
but……
Is his brother too serious? Kong Mingdeng has so many faces, don't you have to write words on each face? Almost.
"Cough, brother, are there too many wishes for you to write? Even if there are gods in the sky, it is estimated that you will not choose a long story like you."
Su Qingchen's nonstop work: "I am lazy, don't frame the fairy in the sky."
"I..." Su Yiran said, suffocating for a while, and found the difference: "Then you write so much, why don't you have any wishes about me, am I not your dear (love 　i) brother?"
Just after writing the last sentence, Su Qingchen put down his pen, picked up his Kongming lamp, and glanced at Su Yiran obliquely: "Your lamp is not painted on me," and then learned Su Yiran's tone : "Am I not your dear (love i) brother?"
Su Yiran: "..." is the feeling of myocardial infarction.
It was already eleven o'clock in the evening after the Kong Ming lantern was put out.
The sky is full of lights. Some people suggested that everyone take a photo and keep it as a memorial, and they have received a lot of approval and appeal.
Su Qingchen and Su Yiran were small, standing at the front, and the others squatted behind. Yueci is the director and naturally needs c. Xu Rui is the heroine. She consciously took the initiative next to Yueci, but the male lead Yan Yixiu took the initiative to squat in the last row to compare with the staff behind the scenes Yay.
"three,"
"two,"
"One, 　嚓--"
At one moment, Xu Rui (身sh　n) Zi tilted towards Yuezi, as if pushed by someone, he naturally fell on Yuezi (身sh　n), Yuezi's instinctive hand Putting on Xu Rui's waist, this scene was frozen, and then, Xu Rui and Yuezi were both on the next day (Re r　) search.
...
Oranges are a bit sweet: [Xinjin Xiaohua and the new director? Inexplicably a bit worthy, no matter what, I think the director's face value, inside and outside, can not be called a loss, neutral attitude, quiet waiting for the next big melon]
Got it: [My mom, is this a director? I thought it was a hero! This value should be regarded as the no1 of the director world! 】
You don’t have a 123 count in your heart: [Only my focus is on the two children with mosaics in front of the photo? Since it's a small actor in the crew, why do you want to make a mosaic? I don’t understand
You are a pig back ahref=\"/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection\"class=\"__cf_email__\"data-cfemail=\"1b445b\">[emailprotected] You don’t have 123 counts in your heart: [also I have no idea
You’re stupid, I’m not stupid: [As the original party of "Drunken Moon", I only hope that the director will not ruin the classics, and there are so many serious people upstairs, too funny, how obvious is this hype. It’s disgusting/vomiting to add topics to the show in this way]
I'm too difficult: [Do the directors now start to like the actors' boring eyeballs (hot r　) degree? I remember he also went to the (hot r　) search before? Anyway, I admit that I am handsome, but I don’t eat this kind of face value. Plus, I am very disappointed. Finally, I asked not to take my little fairy Xu Rui/fist.
The universe and you: [love (情qing)不恋(情qing) I don’t care about what, I just care more about what the drama was made into, it’s been so long, and all the highlights of the eight classics haven’t been released. When I came out, I did not see the posters of the protagonists... It is said that the director is a newcomer? Sure enough, the whole crew is not very reliable...]
You and me under the Ewha tree: [Uh, the individual's anger is too heavy in the comments, but the publicity is indeed a bit... ahref=\"/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection\"class=\ "__cf_email__\"data-cfemail=\"1f545f\">[emailprotected]Zuiyue Guanwei, arrange the tidbits and arrange the protagonist posters? 】
...
Moon raccoon, who was able to rest for a day, was originally going to sleep on three poles. As a result, at seven o'clock, his mobile phone was bombed by various phones.
Yuezi had narcolepsy, and after receiving more than ten calls, he smashed the phone in one breath.
What hype? What is love? What tidbit poster? Went to his! Everything is waiting for him to sleep enough! !
Yuetan locked the door back, drilled into the bed, and protected his head with a pillow, immersed in sleep.
Here, Xu Rui is with the agent.
"Xiao Rui, it's not that I said that you are now in a career ascension period. Passing love (qing) is not good for you, let alone the other party is still a director, which is very bad for your image."
Xu Rui laughed: "What's wrong, Sister Ai Lin, you can rest assured, I know."
"You count? Then do you know who is the backing behind Moon Beaver?"
"Just know, so I have to do this. And, it's ten o'clock now, and Yuetan hasn't called me yet, didn't clarify anything?"