MTL - Very Happy-Chapter 26 Brother suit

"I'm crying so loudly, it's not easy for our family."

"I saw Zhao Zhao fell to the ground with a stick and couldn't get up for a long time. When the other members of the crew walked past him, but no one helped him up, I was out of breath."

"Passerby, crying with a pack of tissues."

"I'm just a passerby. After watching this video, I just feel helpless and distressed. In the film and television industry, how many other actors like Li Zhao are holding the film and television dream? How difficult should he be?

"Some lady upstairs is slightly naive. Li Zhao looks so good and could not have been so miserable. He will be so miserable, mainly because he is not obedient, and to be straightforward, he is unwilling to accept certain rules. I have A friend is an insider who has dealt with Li Zhao in a certain crew. I had dinner with him two days ago and just happened to talk about Li Zhao. He said that Li Zhao was very good and always silly in the crew. Even if the film is too tired to die, he can eat happily with the box lunch sent by the crew. He also said that Li Zhaoping was very frugal, and even two bottles of mineral water were reluctant to drink, usually holding Plastic big water bottle, ran to the drinking point to receive boiling water. This time Li Zhao finally got out of his head, my friend is very happy, I hope he will develop better and better in the future. "

"By the way, I don't know if the inside information is true or false. I heard that a decent entertainment company has come to Li Zhao and prepares to train him vigorously. If the news is reliable, your family Li Zhao will not have to live like this damn."

Li Zhao's working team saw the news of this netizen, and they asked Zhang Xiaoyuan: "Brother Zhang, is this news real or fake?"

"This is what happened to the" Xiajun "crew last year." Zhang Xiaoyuan glanced at the breaking news: "It seems that the friend of the reporter should be the staff of the" Xiajun "crew."

"Zhao Zhaozhen is so miserable." The staff felt that Li Zhao was probably the worst artist among the artists he had contacted.

"No way." Zhang Xiaoyuan sighed. "At that time, we were so poor that we had to rely on the lunch box of the mix crew to barely live our lives."

"It's miserable, it's too miserable." The staff member took out a half pack of potato chips from the drawer and handed it to Zhang Xiaoyuan: "Take it to eat, don't give it back to me."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Is this tragic sell too much?

In the dark room, only the faint light on the computer screen flickered.

When the video was put on Li Zhao's head and hit the wall, his head was so painful that he lay down on the ground, his white fingers took the mouse and paused.

Put down the mouse, move your hand slightly to the right, and pick up the phone on the table. Ten hours have passed, and he has not received any new news from Li Zhao.

He stared at the still screen for a long while before finally clicking the play button. The camera changes again, and Li Zhao, wearing a female lead costume and a wig, jumps into the mud pit, and the director's cry is heard in the background.

While the child was with the smiley face, he did his best to control the trembling because of the cold. Time and again, time and time again, until he was exhausted, the director was finally satisfied with the shot.

"Click, click." The second hand on the wall kept turning. Yan Ting looked at the final camera. The young man who smiled like a warm sun pressed again to pause.

"Sir." The housekeeper knocked on the door outside. "Sir, it's time for your medication."

"Come in." Yan Ting turned off the computer screen, and the entire room was completely darkened.

The steward opened the door and was not surprised to see the darkness in the room. He expertly walked to the desk and put water and medicine on the table: "Sir, you have to rest early."

No one responded to him in the dark, but he knew that Yan Ting heard it, and when he was about to turn away, the cell phone on the table suddenly turned on.

He hadn't responded yet, and the gentleman had picked up his cell phone, so fast that he was a little surprised.

[Zhaozhao has good luck: Tingting, have you slept? 】

Since adding a WeChat friend with Li Zhao, Li Zhao has changed its WeChat name two or three times.

[Yan Ting: No. 】

"Tingting!"

"Tingting!"

Li Zhao's voice came from below the courtyard. Yan Ting stood up, walked quickly to the window, opened thick curtains, and moonlight could not wait to get in through the bright window, spilling over his body.

The dark room finally had light.

In the courtyard downstairs, Li Zhao had a suitcase at his feet and wrapped himself like a big bun, looking upstairs. The moonlight shone on his face, as if his face was glowing.

Seeing a window open, Li Zhao looked up and saw Yan Ting's figure.

"Tingting, I'm back." He jumped in place and waved his hand toward Yanting: "I'm so hungry, can I have a supper here for dinner?"

Yan Ting's hand holding the curtain was tight and loose: "Yes."

The door of the silent villa was closed tightly, and soon opened in front of Li Zhao. He walked into the house with a large suitcase, stomped off his hat, scarf, and thick coat, and hung his hungry stomach, saying, "There is no ticket for a direct flight to Beijing. I had to buy a ticket for a neighboring city. Then I squeezed back at the high-speed rail station and got hungry enough to eat a cow. "

Soon someone brought a bowl of hot noodles to the table. Li Zhao was not polite. He grabbed chopsticks and ate it. After half a bowl of noodles, he finally came to the bottom and talked to Yan Ting vigorously: Minutes are New Year's Day. I wish you a happy New Year's Day and a happy new year. "

Yan Ting sat at the table and pushed the side dish brought by the housekeeper to Li Zhao: "How many days will you come back?"

"I will rush back to the crew before 12 noon the day after tomorrow." Li Zhao poured all the dishes into the noodles, immersed himself in the remaining noodles, groaned and smiled at Yan Ting: "That ... one more bowl?"

Yan Ting glanced at the housekeeper, who hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, the chef is doing it."

"Fortunately, I have the access card for your door, otherwise I can't get into your yard." Li Zhao wiped the corners of his mouth and frowned, "When I talked to you last night, I saw that there was a bottle of medicine on your table Are you sick again? "

"Strengthening medicine." Yan Ting looked at Li Zhao: "Are you coming back for this?"

"Several leading actors in the crew have accepted invitations from the New Year's Day parties of major TV stations, so Director Yang simply gave me a day and a half of vacation." Li Zhao reached out and touched an apple in the fruit tray. I'm so bored, I don't like to talk about something, so I'll just come back and see. "

After speaking, he wiped his hands clean, and the detective touched Yan Ting's forehead. There was no fever and his temperature was normal. It seems that the court did not lie to him.

The steward who came out from the side saw this scene and lightened his footsteps, until Li Zhao put his hand down, and then came forward with a smile: "Mr. Li, come here."

"Thank you." Li Zhao smirked and pulled the bowl of steak in front of himself, and began to eat again.

Seeing Li Zhao eating so fragrant, the steward couldn't help turning his head to look at Yan Ting, looking at other people's children, a bowl of ordinary noodles could eat so fragrant.

"Tingting, your family is so particular about making noodles, and you put so many ingredients in it." Li Zhao turned out a prawn in his face and ate with satisfaction: "When I make enough money, I will squat your family every day蹭 Drink, go nowhere, do nothing. "

"That would be great, sir is looking forward to your coming." The steward made his own statement and then carefully observed Yan Ting's expression after speaking, but it did not respond.

Li Zhao nodded with a smile: "Then the headline of the entertainment section is that the well-known actor Li Zhao, because of eating too much, was swept out by friends, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Yan Ting: "No."

"Why not?" Li Zhao's eyes widened. He wouldn't become a famous actor or could he make a lot of money?

"I won't rush you out." Yan Ting looked at Li Zhao: "I have money."

Li Zhao: "..."

Yes, Tingting has two buildings.

Li Zhaolian ate three bowls of noodles before finally filling his stomach. He opened the huge suitcase and rummaged out of it.

There are food, handicrafts, and a Chinese-style coat embroidered with the word "Daji".

"When I was out there, there was an embroidery lady in the local area, and the embroiderer was very good. I asked her to embroider two coats." I pointed to the coats I had taken off. It's another new year. How good is Italy, right? "

"Don't be superstitious."

"This is not a superstition, it is a yearning for a better life." Li Zhao took his clothes to Yan Ting and compared them: "Your one is one size larger than the one I wear. It should fit well. test?"

Yan Ting put on her clothes expressionlessly.

"Tingting, you are a natural hanger. No matter what clothes you wear, you seem to be able to wear expensive feelings." Li Zhao walked around Yan Ting: "Hotel clothes, you can wear a sense of nobility .As soon as this improved dress comes to you, you are dressed in the elegance of the Prince Gongsun. You are really a man with a treasure. "

"Others in the crew also said that the clothes I bought were ugly, and they looked good." Li Zhao smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Your company should be on New Year's Day, right?"

"Ok."

"Then we will go out and play in this brother suit." Li Zhaomei said with a jerk. "There will be a light show tomorrow night. I asked someone to book two tickets for me. Let's go see them together?"

"I watched the video of the New Year's Day light show last year, it's super beautiful." Li Zhao reached out and grabbed Yan Ting's neck: "This ticket is hard to get."

"OK." Yan Ting agreed. The arm around his neck was hot, like a scorching fire, from the head to his apex.

"By the way, don't tell Brother Xiaoyuan about this." Li Zhaolan shook Yan Ting's neck and whispered, "He's been very busy recently. If he knows I'll take you to a light show, he's going crazy. of."

"I don't say." Yan Ting looked down at the arm resting on her body without pushing it away.

"Then I'll go back to sleep." Li Zhao yawned, loosened Yan Ting's neck, and stood up: "I'll call you tomorrow morning."

Suddenly the neck became empty, and the room was obviously heated, but Yan Ting felt a sense of coldness.

Li Zhao squatted on the ground and emptied most of the boxes, looking up at Yan Ting: "Sleep early, we will play late tomorrow night, and it is very physical."

Yan Ting stooped to pick up the gadgets scattered on the ground and put them in Li Zhao's box: "I'll wait for you to call me."

"Uh-huh!" Li Zhao stood up dragging the trunk pole: "Then I'm back, good night."

Yan Ting watched the child carry the empty box and walked lightly into the moonlight outside the door, just as he appeared in the courtyard, silent and interestless.

When he couldn't see Li Zhao again, he looked down and put it on the sofa, embroidered the coat with the word Daji, and put his clothes on the arms.

The author has something to say: Question: Girls wear similar clothes called girlfriends, what do boys wear similar clothes?

Baby Zhao raised his hand: I know, call brothers!

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