After being on trending searches, I became the cinnabar mole all over the internet

Cheng Xuran looked down at the script, wearing a pair of light-colored transparent glasses, looking cool and refined, elegant and elegant.

She smiled, as if she had heard a child's joke, and instead of giving a blow, she encouraged: "Then you should also keep pace."

Must and always are wonderful words.

Maybe one day, don't say it easily.

Fu Shihuai gestured next to her with red ears and took a photo of her: "This one looks good? Can you send it to Moments? I'll send it to you."

Cheng Xuran's mind was not on this and he nodded absently.

Fu Shihuai took her mobile phone and sent it to her, then sat obediently and watched Cheng Xuran act.

The actor looked at himself and joked: "Am I superfluous both in and out of the play?"

Less than 5 minutes after the WeChat Moments was posted, Xing Jianshu liked Cheng Xuran because in the group photo, half of the boy's shadow showed through the window, which was very intimate.

Fu Shihuai was a little careful when he posted this photo.

Xing Jianshu asked: [Who is the boy behind the photo? 】

Cheng Xuran's phone screen lit up, and Fu Shihuai happened to see it. He pursed his lips. He could always see this person chatting with Cheng Xuran, and he looked very familiar.

I had a chance meeting at a bus station before and listened to the introduction.

High school classmate?

When Cheng Xuran came over, he pointed to his phone and said, "Sister, someone just sent you a message."

"Oh, okay." Cheng Xuran kept the script in hand, ate bread for dinner, glanced hastily, frowned and looked through the circle of friends. For a moment, he was at a loss for words, but he didn't say anything, and replied: "I'm a friend." 】

Xing Jianshu: [It looks familiar. 】

"I remember!" In the company, Xing Jianshu slapped his thigh, "Isn't this the boy we saw on the bus last time? Brother Song! You must have an impression!"

"What?" Song Yanqing had just finished making instant noodles and took a look at it. His gaze stayed for a moment, he held the table with one hand and squinted his glasses. "You can see this too." Black half-rimmed glasses were placed on the bridge of his nose, and his face was profiled. Deep and smooth.

Xing Jianshu liked Cheng Xuran's circle of friends: "Brother Song, do you remember? Others, don't come around, you won't understand if you see it."

Song Yanqing laughed coldly, not wanting to talk: "I understand?"

"There must be something wrong with them!" Xing Jianshu said matter-of-factly, acting as Conan's inference.

"The boy I saw last time looked at Xuran in a very innocent way. Don't all lovers start out as friends? Oh, good things are coming soon."

"Really?" Zhao Zihang came over, took the phone and took a look, a careless smile appeared on his always gloomy and taciturn face, "It seems like congratulations are really in order. It's better for people in the industry to find someone from the industry as their boyfriend. "

"Who are you talking about! A beautiful woman? Let me see!" Xia Yang came over excitedly.

"Our brother Song - a high school classmate -" Xing Jianshu said meaningfully.

Song Yanqing took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and ruthlessly took away Xing Jianshu's cell phone: "If you use your cell phone during work hours, you will be deducted two hundred."

"??!" Song Yanqing, please be a fucking human being, who messed with you!
"I haven't watched it yet!" Xia Yang jumped.

Song Yanqing raised his wrist to look at his watch and walked back to his seat: "There's still one hour left. I'll work overtime before the program is tested."

The office area was quiet, with only the sounds of keyboards and occasional conversations. Song Yanqing kept staring at the computer screen for more than 40 minutes before getting up and going out, going up to the rooftop to take a breath.

A little blue flame flickered between his fingers. He leaned against the railing and looked down at his phone. The smoke blurred his deep eyebrows. He scrolled to Cheng Xuran's circle of friends, looked at it for a while, and casually gave her a like.

10 minutes.

Cheng Xuran: [? 】

Song Yanqing frowned: [? 】