Lu Xinyang is very wronged

Tang Lin hesitated for a moment, but then realized that we were all adults, so he told the truth: "It has been deleted."

Lu Xinyang's eyes brightened up: "Where can I find the undeleted version?"

"I don't know about that. Every author has a different favorite parking lot, and I remember that Teacher Rong is not famous for driving, so I haven't paid much attention to it." Tang Lin said.

"The uncensored version..." He was obviously very interested in this and asked, "Then his previous books were also uncensored, so can't I give them away?"

Tang Lin is considered a fan of Ji Rongyu, and he spoke of these books like the back of his hand: "The previous books haven't had time to be published yet because they weren't well-known. So it was only after the color version became popular that the previous books had the opportunity to be published. I don't know where the progress is now, but it's probably still a long way from pre-sale."

After hearing what he said, Lu Xinyang remembered that he had only read one of Ji Rongyu's color-coded books, but had never thought of reading his previous works.

"How many books has he written in total? Send them all to me... No, just print them out for me." Lu Xinyang had been reading scripts since before joining the crew and was used to reading on paper. Now, he had unknowingly embarked on the path of pirated printing just like his father.

He also emphasized: "Please check it before printing. I want to see the uncensored version."

Tang Lin felt as if he was a little excited, and thought that this was probably the excitement that a straight man feels when he encounters the door to a new world. He felt about the same when he first came into contact with danmei.

But I just don’t know if Young Master Lu can bear the consequences of this curiosity.

After all, he had heard that some straight men would be very disgusted after seeing those things, and even began to reject normal contact with the same sex, and the psychological shadow area was extremely large.

Tang Lin gave him a look that told him to fend for himself, and very professionally took out his mobile phone to help him find resources.

As an excellent reader of genuine books, Tang Lin was not familiar with finding pirated resources. In addition, he had more important things to do, so when he brought the bound privately printed physical book back to the room, Lu Xinyang had already fallen asleep with the script in his arms.

The next morning, Lu Xinyang returned to his room after his morning swim and quickly showered and changed. Tang Lin brought him breakfast and, yawning, pointed to the thick stacks of printed copies on the table and said, "The uncensored copies you asked for, all three sets, are here."

Lu Xinyang took his hand away from wiping his hair. He was about to take a step forward when he stopped abruptly. "Forget it. Ji Rongyu is so good at writing suspenseful stories. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist reading it all in one go. If I don't stay in good condition, I'll have to delay filming. He will definitely be unhappy."

Thinking that Ji Rongyu would dislike his poor performance, or even ignore him with a cold face, Lu Xinyang reluctantly withdrew his gaze: "Let's wait until the filming is finished. Put them away quickly. I can't stand too much temptation."

"If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have printed it and wouldn't have given you the chance to fall into temptation... It would have saved me the printing fee!" Tang Lin speechlessly found a small cabinet and put away several stacks of printed books. "Let's go. Today's scene is being filmed at the mall in the south of the city. The drive will take twenty minutes longer, so we have to leave early."

"So far? Then go downstairs to find Ji Rongyu first and ask him to wait for me and not leave. Let's go together!" Lu Xinyang immediately sped up his movements and started to put on his pants with his clothes still crooked.

He has wanted to ride to and from get off work with Ji Rongyu many times, but he has never found the opportunity.

Filming is not like punching a clock in to work, and it is common to have a disrupted work and rest schedule. However, Ji Rongyu is just the opposite. Because his writing is progressing smoothly, he can complete his writing goals during the day and does not need to stay up late at all. As a result, his work and rest schedule has become particularly healthy. He usually goes to bed at ten and wakes up at six.

The great writer Ji goes to the crew on time in the morning and leaves work after dinner in the evening. His lifestyle is so regular that even big stars can't catch up with him.

"It's too late. Teacher Rong is already counting balloons on the set." Tang Lin held up his phone sympathetically and showed him the crew's work group.

Just a few minutes ago, someone sent a photo of extras rehearsing to the group, and half of Ji Rongyu's profile happened to be mixed in. If you look closely, you can see that he has a balloon poked on his index finger, and he looks like he is having a lot of fun.

"Oh, then just pretend I didn't say anything." Lu Xinyang's movements immediately slowed down to 0.5 times the speed. After putting on his clothes, he went back to the bathroom to look in the mirror and slowly applied some moisturizer.

"You're not in a hurry anymore, are you?" Tang Lin called Ji Rongyu without saying a word, and walked out while yelling, "Hey, Teacher Rong, our Brother Lu is acting like a big shot in the hotel, saying that unless you come to pick him up in person to go to the set, he won't film today..."

"Nonsense, nonsense!" Lu Xinyang was horrified and rushed out to grab his phone. Tang Lin, who was prepared, immediately closed the door and pushed him into the elevator.

Lu Xinyang didn't resist at all. He turned around and frantically pressed the floor button. He felt so wronged that he wanted to fly to Ji Rongyu on a cloud to prove to him how proactive his work attitude was. "I'm on my way out! I'll be on the set soon! You better explain it to him!"

Tang Lin couldn't help laughing and thrust the phone screen in front of him: "I'm kidding, I didn't call you at all."

"..." Lu Xinyang let go of the innocent floor button that was being ravaged and slowly leaned against the elevator wall. "You're done. I'm going to dock your salary."

"How much is the deduction, ten dollars?"

"twenty!"

"Then I'll dare to do it again next time," said Tang Lin.

Lu Xinyang glared at him, then suddenly thought of something, his eyes drifting strategically: "If you... if you really called him and told him I need him to pick me up before I go to the set, do you think he would come?"

"Of course not," Tang Lin said without hesitation. "Based on my observations over the past few days, Mr. Rong doesn't like to joke around. He's very serious in everything he says and does. If you really ask him to pick you up, he'll probably think you're just looking for trouble."

"That's true." Lu Xinyang scratched his hair in frustration and stuffed his breakfast into his mouth without any taste.

Arriving at the set, he didn't care about anything else but searched the floor for Ji Rongyu's exclusive little stool. When he couldn't find it, he grabbed a staff member and asked, "Did you see where the little stool went?"

Staff: “?”

"No, I was wrong. Did you see where Ji Rongyu went?"

"It seems... he went that way. A girl came to see him just now. They seemed familiar with each other. Maybe he went that way."

"A-choo!"

Ji Rongyu sneezed four or five times in a row, and hurriedly took out several tissues to cover his face, barely maintaining his good appearance.

"Hey, who cares about you so much?" Ke Yule was wearing a lotus pink coat and lambskin boots, with both hands full of things.

"Who cares? I don't have time to think about going back anyway," Ji Rongyu sniffed and pointed at the things and said, "Delivered to your door, guaranteed to teach you until you learn. Xiao Ke Express, mission accomplished, remember?"

There is a commercial plaza next to the Yuntu Hotel. He went there for a walk last night and bought health products for the elderly and skin care products for women, as well as a down jacket and a floor heating pad.

Ji Rongyu and his grandfather still live in the old house they bought more than ten years ago. When they renovated it, the old man and the young boy knew nothing and did not install any decent heating equipment. Now Ji Guanghui is old and a little afraid of the cold, and is not used to the new high-tech. This floor heating pad is quite suitable for him.

"I remember I came here to have fun," Ke Yule lifted the two large bags in his hands, "Can you please be gentle with me?"

"Do you smell good?" Ji Rongyu lifted her hat and took a look. "You haven't washed your hair in three days."

Ke Yule glared at him angrily: "Let go!"

Ji Rongyu looked at her panting and breathing out white mist, and in a good mood he took back the two big bags, walked a few steps forward and put them in the locker in the mall, asking her to take them back with her.

They each held a cup of milk tea, chatting and strolling around. Ke Yule said that when he was not at home, his grandfather deeply felt the loneliness of the empty-nest elderly and was considering whether to buy some animals to raise to relieve his boredom.

He was just about to ask Ji Guanghui what animal she planned to buy to replace his eldest grandson when he heard someone calling his name loudly from behind: "Ji Rongyu!"

Looking back, he saw Lu Xinyang standing out handsomely among the expressionless extras in green special effects costumes. He was waving at him excitedly, "I'm here!"

"Wait a minute, I'll be right there," he said to the extras, then ran over happily. "I heard you had friends coming over to play, so I didn't bother you. I didn't expect to run into you anyway. What a coincidence!"

Before Ji Rongyu could say anything, Ke Yule showed an expression as if he was trying hard to hold back his laughter.

After all, she had drawn his fan art herself, so she recognized who it was at first sight.

When I saw it in person, I thought, hmm, this actor is pretty good, he is really as funny in person as he is in the video!

"Well, I'm his friend. My name is Ke Yule," she took the initiative to greet Lu Xinyang. "You're his friend too, right? He's mentioned you to me many times, saying that they get along really well."

Ji Rongyu: “???”

It’s fine if you’re just spreading rumors, but why did you specifically tag me?

"Yes, I told her that you are the financial backer of our crew." Looking at Lu Xinyang's shining eyes, Ji Rongyu emphasized the pure business relationship between them.

After hearing this, the brightness in the sponsor's eyes shot up from fifty watts to a hundred watts, and he was almost so happy that his tail was curled up: "You don't have to respect me so much as your father... It's really embarrassing."

Ji Rongyu: “…………”

The sponsor doesn't mean to praise you, nor does he intend to call you dad.

Ke Yule coughed lightly and said, "Calling dad directly in broad daylight is indeed..."

Ji Rongyu pushed her on the back, silenced her rude words, and turned to Lu Xinyang and said, "You still have time to chat? The extras must be waiting impatiently over there."

"Oh, right. I'll go over first then," Lu Xinyang waved to Ji Rongyu, then continued to wave to Ke Yule, "Come and play again when you have time. We will do our best to be good hosts and treat you well!"

"Okay," Ke Yule replied in a pinched voice, and raised five eager fingers at him, "I'm looking forward to your hospitality."

Ji Rongyu pressed her hand down again and said expressionlessly, "I think you should not come next time. There really is nothing to treat you here."

Lu Xinyang had just turned to leave when he suddenly remembered something. He turned back and snatched Ji Rongyu's milk tea in a flash, holding it in his hands to keep warm and taking a sip. "I don't have any night scenes tonight, so I can finish work early. Can you wait for me after dinner? We can go back to the hotel together."

Afraid that Ji Rongyu would not agree, he also learned to use both soft and hard tactics, holding up the milk tea and threatening: "If you don't agree, I will tear you apart to show you."

It was just a cup of milk tea worth more than 20 yuan. Ji Rongyu thought to himself, you can tear it up if you want, but his eyes swept over the extras standing dozens of meters away. Thinking about how Lu Xinyang ran over and back just to kidnap him for a cup of milk tea, he couldn't help but think that this man was childish and funny.

So he said, "Okay, I'll just wait for you a little while tonight."

Lu Xinyang immediately smiled and happily returned the milk tea. However, Ji Rongyu raised the warm cup and rolled it on the slightly red cheek of this childish boy.

"This is for you," Ji Rongyu added, watching the thin mist flowing onto his pair of dark, moist eyes, "Put on more clothes after work. I don't want to ride in the same car with Bingkuai."