Yunyou could sense that Chu Xinglan seemed a little uninterested.
There was no light on in the dark room.
A little puppy crept in.
On the side of the balcony, a man was sitting with his legs bent. The neon lights outside the window gradually dimmed, and the man's profile was looming in the dim light.
Her black hair fell down, covering her eyes, and her expression was a little gloomy.
At his feet lay a half-empty bottle of red wine.
Yunyou ran forward with a clatter.
"Woof woof."
[Why are you hiding in your room drinking alone? Are you unhappy today? 】
The little milk dog's mental state has recovered, with a pair of bright black eyes and fluffy and soft hair, which makes Chu Xinglan's hands feel a little itchy.
But he didn't ravage the little puppy, he just calmly looked away.
"Sesame paste, you see, I am actually not a good master. There is no need for you to follow me."
Chu Xinglan shook the red wine in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. The cold wine slid down his throat, a bit bitter.
"Woof?"
[Don’t be unhappy, I’ll touch it for you. ] The little puppy waggled its tail and put its front paws on his legs, rubbing its little head against his hands.
[I just pretended that I had never heard of that sentence before~ I’m not allowed to say it again. 】
"Ah."
Chu Xinglan chuckled softly.
He moved the puppy to his other hand and reached out to pour the wine.
"What's the benefit of following me? I have nothing. A worthless life might be beaten to death anytime..."
Chu Xinglan said to himself, with a playful tone, "If I die, no one will feed you, and then you will become a starving dog, don't you think?"
After waiting for a long time and receiving no response, Chu Xinglan lowered his head and glanced at the puppy at his hand.
He reached out and poked her.
"Hello......"
The little puppy walked unsteadily, raised its blurred little eyes and glanced at him.
"Ouch...Ouch."
[Hehe, it’s so sweet, so good...burp~]
The white hair next to the dog's mouth was stained with a circle of red wet liquid.
Chu Xinglan's eyebrows twitched hard twice.
Holding the little milk dog's neck, he lifted her up and said, "Aren't you afraid of drinking yourself to death? You are just a dog now. Can dogs drink?"
Yunyou was dizzy and felt a little uncomfortable being carried, and her little paws kept shaking.
Chu Xinglan didn't lift it steady, and it fell on his chest with a 'snap'.
The dog's paws hooked on his clothes and kept climbing up, sniffing here and there with its little nose.
【It smells so good...um...】
A dog paw had slapped him on the face.
[Chu Xinglan smells delicious, sucking, sucking... Ouch, big chicken legs! 】
The wet feeling, the dog's tongue stuck to his face.
Chu Xinglan picked up the rebellious puppy, whose face was covered with black lines. If he didn't stop it, the little drunk dog would eat him like a chicken leg.
Chu Xinglan stood up with Yunyou in his arms.
He walked into the room and threw her on the bed.
Unexpectedly, the corner of his clothes was caught by the dog's paw. He frowned and said, "Little drunk dog, get down."
【No, no, no. 】
[I feel so uncomfortable, I want to vomit...vomit...]
Chu Xinglan's body stiffened and he didn't have time to pick up Yunyou.
The faint smell of vomit filled the room.
The clean little puppy was unceremoniously thrown back into the kennel by her resentful owner.
He even chirped twice before going to bed, and fell into sleep with satisfaction.
the next day.
Looking at Chu Xinglan coming out of the guest room, Yunyou was a little confused.
Just ran up excitedly.
I received a slap in the face from someone full of resentment.
The puppy raised its paws and froze in mid-air.
"Yuyu, what's wrong with Chu Xinglan? Why is he looking at me with such resentment?"
She is such a quiet and well-behaved puppy. Why does Chu Xinglan look at her like this?
Before the little koi could speak, he laughed in Yunyou's mind.
"Right, yesterday you licked the wine and vomited all over him, as well as the bed in that room. He even cleaned it up for you before throwing you back into the doghouse."
How responsible he was, not throwing her out.
Yunyou's raised paw retreated.
With a cry of 'Ouch', he hid in his kennel.
【I didn’t mean it! 】
Chu Xinglan closed the refrigerator door and glanced at the fleeing dog.
The corners of his lips curled up, "Tsk, you're really worthless."
*
Almost a week later, Director Zeng had found all the actors, polished the script, and had all the equipment ready, and Chu Xinglan joined the set.
Since Yunyou was too young and Chu Xinglan had no one to entrust, he pretended to take Yunyou with him.
The studio is not big and the actors are all strangers.
If it weren't for listening to the little milk dog's voice, who would have known that this little unknown short play would become a big hit in the future?
"Please Let It Love You for Me" has officially started filming.
During this period, Chu Xinglan seemed to have disappeared from the Internet.
He was not very famous to begin with, but he unexpectedly became popular, but was nipped in the bud because of Xie Chengxuan.
During this period of time, even Xu Mengqing rarely showed his presence in front of him.
"Everyone has worked hard. Director Zeng invites everyone to drink milk tea~" The studio staff walked in from outside carrying the takeaways they ordered.
As meal time approached, there was no more shooting. Zeng Jianshan was still struggling with a few shots.
Chu Xinglan followed the others and walked over from a short distance away.
It's summer now. In the script, the male protagonist Song Yuanan committed suicide on a snowy day. The hazy and fine snow fell all over his head, and his worn down jacket was free of feathers.
Chu Xinglan was sweating profusely and had no makeup on her face.
This scene requires him to be as embarrassed as possible, even wearing make-up that looks haggard.
"Xinglan, it's such a hot day, you can take off your clothes, but don't get too hot."
The neighbor uncle reminded him.
"Um."
Zeng Jianshan looked at Chu Xinglan's back, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Although he is a little younger and less cold and talkative, he is still very satisfied with his attitude of being neither arrogant nor impatient and studious.
I was shooting a scene in the summer, and I wore my down jacket all morning without any complaints.
very nice.
Zeng Jianshan is a hobby director.
This short play was written by his wife. She submitted it several times, but either rejected it or lowered the price. Once it became popular, it was just a film. He could just spend his own money to support it.
So this came out.
"Goodbye seniors, I'm leaving first."
Chu Xinglan took off his makeup, changed back into his own clothes, said hello to those still on the set, and left.
I'll shoot other scenes in the afternoon, and he'll come over in the evening.
