Chapter 31 Chapter 31 White and slender neck, exquisite...
Lou Ye himself didn't realize it, but Ming Le couldn't help rubbing his face, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"Brother Louye, I feel a little dizzy. I need to go rest."
He lied without blushing or beating his heart, and Lou Ye believed it, thinking he was really unwell: "Okay, you go to bed first, I'll find you later."
Mingle nodded randomly: "Yeah, don't work too hard, bye."
He hung up the video without hesitation, and Lou Ye was still a little confused.
So fast?
"Tsk tsk." Geng Zhao glanced in the direction of his own artist. It was like honey and oil.
Lou Yegao's cool and handsome demeanor was not visible at all in front of Young Master Ming.
If Brother Chen knew that Lou Ye really dared to fall in love during the rising period of his career, and he kept it a secret, his life would be in danger.
"Brother Lou, what if your agent finds out about you and Young Master Ming?"
Lou Ye didn't care: "I'm just following my heart." Then, thinking of something, he added, "He's always been a rational and well-rounded entertainment industry gold medal agent, but he can't even control himself."
"What do you mean? What happened to Brother Chen?" Geng Zhao looked like he was watching a melon.
Lou Ye would not really discuss other people's private lives in private: "It's okay, go to the crew."
Geng Zhao looked at the time. It was almost time. If he dawdled any longer, he would be late.
He packed Lou Ye's daily necessities into his bag and asked, "Brother Lou, are you also bringing this long black down jacket?"
Lou Ye: “Yeah.”
Geng Zhao packed up his things neatly. He was much more skilled at this job than before.
Besides, Lou Ye is not a troublesome person. Since he became famous, his salary as an assistant has also increased.
"Brother, why don't you let me drive? I just passed the driving test not long ago." Geng Zhao threw his bag into the back seat and said eagerly.
Lou Ye zipped up his black jacket and lowered the brim of his hat. He glanced at the faint flashing lights not far from the underground parking lot. "Next time, I'll do it to shake them off. We're being targeted."
Geng Zhao looked in his direction and couldn't help but sigh, "Fuck."
The hotel arranged by the crew is very confidential, so it can't be a fan. Then it can only be a stalker or a photographer?
"I'm really impressed by these people. Why did they hide under the car? Aren't they afraid of being run over?" Geng Zhao swiftly sat down on the passenger seat. Although he was always good-tempered, he couldn't help but curse.
Several times, if Lou Ye hadn't been so vigilant, they would have been entangled.
Lou Ye started the car, turned the steering wheel and quickly backed out of the parking space.
"Awesome, Brother Lou is awesome!" He would definitely learn the technique like this if he had the chance.
Lou Ye didn't say anything.
Geng Zhao saw from the rearview mirror that several illegitimate children had also boarded the car, and the car was about to catch up with them: "Oh my god, they are going to die!"
His eyes rolled: "Brother, drive to the police station! I just went out to buy food, and there is a police station nearby. Let's see if they dare to follow me!"
Lou Ye glanced in the rearview mirror and said calmly, "It's okay. We can't catch up at this distance. Let's take a detour to the police station. The director will call to urge us."
That's true. Once we reached the crew, that group of people couldn't catch up.
Lou Ye was driving very fast. He had just been in a cramped space in the garage and couldn't show his speed, but after he came out, the road was smooth and he soon left the car behind him far behind.
The crew was not far from the hotel, a ten-minute drive away, and Louye arrived in just five or six minutes.
Geng Zhao held the seat belt tightly, and his glasses couldn't even get caught on his nose.
If he were to ask him, he would say that if his brother Lou didn't become an actor, he would still be a good racing driver.
When they arrived at the set, Lou Ye parked the car and got out. Geng Zhao jumped out, trembling with fear, twisting his bag: "I was really scared to death."
Lou Ye went to the male actors' dressing room first.
Seeing Geng Zhao's frightened look, the crew's assistant asked, "What's wrong? Are you being followed by paparazzi?"
Geng Zhao: "It's really too rampant."
The assistant patted his shoulder and said, "Hey, you'll get used to it."
Geng Zhao was indeed lacking in experience. At the beginning, he was fine as Lou Ye's assistant, after all, Lou Ye was also a newcomer.
But now that the artist he's with has become famous, he has to consider everything carefully and prepare in advance.
Now that Lou Ye is on set to film, he has to report to Brother Chen, and he can't miss it every three days.
The artists he manages are easy to talk to and not picky. He cherishes this job which comes with five social insurances and one housing fund and a considerable salary after tax.
Chen Si asked about some basic work situations and the progress of the film that Lou Ye was currently filming.
Geng Zhao told all these things he knew, and Chen Si just brushed aside any problems that were not there.
After a few minutes of talking on the phone, Chen Si suddenly asked, "Has Young Master Ming contacted Lou Ye recently?"
Geng Zhao's eyes rolled quickly. He listened to Lou Ye more than his agent. "Uh, less than before."
Chen Si didn't doubt the truth of his words, and felt that his prediction was correct: "Children just want to experience novelty, it's normal."
He was also doing this for Lou Ye's own good, wanting a bright future. It would be better if the young master got fed up with it sooner rather than later, because if the paparazzi exposed the truth later, Lou Ye would have no chance of staying in this circle.
Geng Zhao nodded guiltily, and only felt relieved after his agent finished asking questions and hung up the phone.
The filming started at noon and lasted until six in the afternoon, but it was still early compared to usual time.
Geng Zhao watched Lou Ye quickly remove the almost invisible makeup on her face, then put on her coat.
"Brother Lou, let's go back to the hotel?"
Lou Ye: "I need to customize something, so I have to go out. You can drive the car back to the hotel yourself later, or take a taxi back."
When I went out at noon, I was followed by paparazzi. If I drove back in the same car, it would be too conspicuous, and the probability of this happening was very high.
He wanted to go out but didn't let him follow him. Did Geng Zhao smell a secret?
"Okay, Brother Lou, I get it."
"Yeah." Lou Ye put on his mask and baseball cap and left. The taxi he took arrived just in time.
When they arrived at the brand store they had agreed to meet in advance, Lou Ye asked the driver to stop in front of the store.
Surprisingly, he was not discovered when he came out at this time. It was because he was covered tightly that people took a few more glances out of curiosity.
Lou Ye walked into the store.
"Sir, what could you please see?" the waiter came up and asked.
Lou Ye looked around the store and said, "Customize a smart watch."
Although the young master should not lack these things, Lou Ye considered it for a long time and decided to give this as a gift.
Mingle's physical condition is not good, so it would be best to monitor his vital signs at all times.
"Besides basic functions and positioning, will there be warnings for any minor health problems?"
The child has had a fever these two days.
"Yes, sir, they can all be detected. Routine high blood pressure, low blood sugar, heart attack, pain and fever can all give quick warnings based on the body's reactions. It is suitable for both the elderly and children." Because the watch that Lou Ye asked about was a new product launched by the company, the ordinary style costs at least 70,000 or 80,000 yuan, and customized ones are even more expensive. The waiter explained with a smile and patience.
"Sir, after purchasing the watch, the owner's information can be connected to your smart device, and the location function can be checked at any time."
Lou Ye: "Okay."
Because it was custom-made and exclusive to Mingle, Lou Yerang engraved the initials of Mingle on the inside of the dial.
It has been almost half a year since they met, and Lou Ye has never seen Ming Le wear the same watch as before. The watch he gave to Ming Le is not as expensive as the one he wears. He hopes that the young master can wear it for a while before he gets tired of it.
The clerk in the store has been staring at Lou Ye since he walked in. Not only because he customized two watches and the sales volume reached the store's daily target, but also because he was too tall and had a cold and outstanding temperament.
Guess which celebrity it is?
But after staring for a long time, Lou Ye left without even showing a strand of his hair, so everyone stopped guessing.
After fixing the watch, Lou Ye calmly walked out of the store and took a taxi away.
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After being busy on the set for half a month, Lou Ye guessed that Ming Le must be very busy. The Ming family was preparing a birthday party for him, and as the protagonist, he must be very busy.
So apart from chatting, they never had a video call.
"Brother Lou, are you going back to Beijing for Young Master Ming's birthday? The director has started to rush the schedule these days and will definitely not let you take a leave." Geng Zhao held a fried dough stick in his mouth and took a bite of the meat pie.
Lou Ye: "We'll see when the time comes."
Geng Zhao nodded and shook the extra dough stick in his hand: "These are leftovers from this morning. Want one?"
The agent asked him to take care of everything about the artist, from accepting scripts to what to eat for each meal, but he obviously didn't have this awareness.
"No, it's too high in calories."
"That's right. If you gain weight, you'll look bloated on camera." Geng Zhao agreed. His brother Lou is really dedicated.
Being an assistant is still great. No need to restrict your diet, you can eat whatever you want. "Oh, by the way, Brother Lou, Lele just told you to call him back when you're done."
Lou Ye glanced at him and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Geng Zhao complained: "I...I saw that you were busy and told you to focus on your work." These were Ming Le's original words.
Lou Ye took the phone from him and made a video call.
Geng Zhao watched his brother Lou's expression change from impatience to a smile in his eyes.
Geng Zhao rolled his eyes to the sky. Is it really good for him to be so hypocritical?
The video call was connected almost instantly.
Ming Le smiled brightly when he saw him: "Hey, Brother Lou Ye, why did you call me so quickly?"
Lou Ye: "Just finished. Is your cold better?"
"I'm all better now, it's just a minor cold."
Ming Le tugged at his home clothes, feeling a little regretful: "I wanted to show you the blazer I wore to my coming-of-age ceremony, but you were busy just now."
Lou Ye's eyes flashed with anticipation: "Little suit?"
Ming Le walked into the room from the living room with his phone in hand. "Yes, I came here to measure my size before. Today, the designer brought more than a dozen sets for me to try. I was so tired that I only chose a white one. But it's okay, it looks good."
As Lou Ye listened to the muttering, an image emerged in his mind of a young boy with a cute face, red lips and white teeth, a slim and well-proportioned figure wearing a tailor-made white suit, and being stared at by everyone like a star among the crowd.
Just like a little prince, proud and precious.
Ming Le looked back at the phone screen after he finished speaking, and saw Lou Ye's focused eyes: "Brother Lou Ye, what are you looking at?"
Lou Ye: "Nothing."
Ming Le scratched his fluffy little curly hair. He raised the angle of his phone to look at his head and found that his hair was not messy.
He was always so defenseless.
From Lou Ye's angle, because the boy's home clothes were loose at the collar, he could clearly see his fair and slender neck and delicate collarbone. And then, faintly visible below, like two dots of light pink on the snow...
"Cough cough cough...Le Le, aren't you cold?" Lou Ye put his fist against his lips and coughed a few times, not daring to look around.
Ming Le fixed his hair and put his phone in the right place: "It's not cold, the room is well heated."
"Brother Louye, you have a cold too, why are you coughing? You don't have a fever either, your face is red."
It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but as soon as he did, Lou Ye felt his neck getting hot.
"Well, I have a slight fever."
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