Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Baby, I’m sorry…
He never thought Lou Ye was a clingy person before, but now it seems... even the most aloof person will be like that when they fall in love.
And as far as he knew, the two of them weren't officially dating yet, and his brother Lou was still in the stage of pursuing her?
He didn't even dare to imagine what would happen if the formal discussion started.
"Is Mr. Lou busy?" The young assistant from the same group of actors ran over and handed Lou Ye a carefully packaged takeout box, which also included one for Geng Zhao.
Lou Ye turned off his phone and looked up: "What?"
There's no takeout available near their crew, as it's quite far from the county center.
Geng Zhao has already opened the package. Thanks to Lou Ye, he is often fed by the female artists in the crew and has gained five kilograms. Their purpose is to find out Lou Ye's preferences.
The assistant smiled and said, "This is what Sister Shen asked me to buy for you. Teacher Lou, please try it and see if it tastes good."
Lou Ye said calmly, "Takeout is unhealthy, I usually don't eat it."
Geng Zhao rolled his eyes quietly. Lou Ye used to order takeout lunches every day and ate a lot of fast food.
Lou Ye refused, but he had already started eating. In addition to local specialties, there was also a small bowl of freshly stewed black chicken soup, which tasted very delicious. He spat out the chicken bones he had gnawed on.
What's unhealthy about it? He thinks this soup is quite healthy.
Lou Ye glanced at his useless assistant and said nothing.
The other assistant obviously didn't expect the situation to be so awkward.
She is so unromantic. It seems that her sister's kindness is going to be wasted. The location of the crew is remote. It's a pity that she drove so long to buy local specialties.
"Take it back so Sister Chen doesn't have to worry so much." Lou Ye stood up and said.
Geng Zhao was confused: "What should I do if I've already eaten?"
The assistant held Lou Ye's meal and smiled: "It's okay, it was originally prepared for Teacher Lou and Brother Geng."
Okay, Geng Zhao nodded, because Lou Ye’s status also rose, and everyone called him brother.
Since he calls me brother, it would be a shame not to eat it.
He watched the assistant leave and said, "Tsk tsk, so unromantic, the goddess is going to be heartbroken."
Lou Ye raised his eyebrows: "Then go and comfort their wounded hearts."
In matters like this, you should be decisive in your refusal. What if you drag it out and make others overthink things?
If Mingle knew about it, it would be even more difficult to explain.
Geng Zhao didn't want to do that. The person she liked was Lou Ye, and he wouldn't go and join in the fun. Wouldn't that be tactless?
"However, Brother Lou, you have lost another beautiful girl. What a pity." Geng Zhao shook his head with emotion.
Lou Ye rarely made a joke: "I call this adhering to male ethics."
Geng Zhao nodded enthusiastically in agreement, "I'll definitely tell Young Master Ming that Brother Lou strictly adheres to male virtues and keeps himself clean. He's completely silent and doesn't even look at anyone except Young Master Ming. I guarantee you'll make Young Master Ming fall in love with you instantly!"
"Yeah." Lou Yegao glanced at him, "Just follow this direction. I'll go find the director first."
Geng Zhao made an OK gesture.
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Mingle was wearing a light yellow thick woolen coat, a pair of white snow boots, and dragging a piece of luggage in his right hand.
He was wrapped up like a ball, with his little face covered tightly. He wore the plush hat that Lou Ye gave him on his head, leaving only his round and bright eyes exposed.
In this gray and backward small county town with few green plants on the streets, he is like the only bright spot.
As the year draws to a close, even plane tickets are a little hard to buy. If Ming Le wasn't afraid of making too much of a fuss and alarming his mother, he would have wanted to have the family's private jet fly him here.
But it was no use, he had transferred from the city.
There is not even an airport or high-speed rail here. When I asked about the filming location of the crew, even taxis seemed too far away and I was unwilling to go.
What kind of script did Lou Ye accept? Why was he sent to such a remote place?
He took out his cell phone with gloves on and tremblingly wanted to make a call. When he saw the screen, he was completely dumbfounded.
The network shows a red dot, messages cannot be sent, and the signal is only a weak flashing bar.
The phone can't be dialed...
Looking at the few people coming in and out of the station, and then looking up at the gloomy weather, Mingle had a bad feeling. Is it going to rain?
He walked to the side of the road to hail a taxi, but the road was so bumpy that he didn't see a single taxi. There were only a few motorcycles speeding past. When he glanced over, the young men driving the motorcycles blew a few rude whistles at him.
Mingle kicked a small stone on the roadside with his foot. He was a man, why was he blowing smoke at him? Was he blind?
He lowered his head and refreshed his phone again. Wasn't Lou Ye really here to film a military drama, not wilderness survival?
Mingle felt a little hopeless for a moment.
When he was taking the bus this morning, he made a fool of himself when he swiped his card to buy the ticket and boarded the bus. Now he couldn't contact Lou Ye and he had to sleep on the street tonight.
I don’t know if there is a hotel nearby. If I had known, I would have asked Lou Ye to pick me up. Why did he have to give me a surprise?
Now you're asking for trouble.
He left Beijing last night, and he had been running around all day without having a meal, so he was very tired and hungry.
Ming Le squatted on the side of the road dejectedly. He was already thin, and when he squatted he looked even smaller, looking pitiful.
"Hey, where are you going, young man?" an older man's voice sounded.
Mingle suddenly looked up and saw an old man sitting on a tricycle, smoking a pipe and asking him questions.
The old man spoke with an accent. Mingle stood up dizzily and pointed at himself: "Are you asking me?"
Uncle: "I don't care who you are asking. From a distance I thought it was a little girl."
Mingle was not angry at his words. He looked at the tricycle driven by the old man with hope: "Uncle, this can carry people, right?"
The old man took another puff of his pipe and said, "Of course you can. You are not a local, are you?" The old man looked at Mingle a few times and had the answer in his heart.
Ming Le nodded: "Yeah, I'm not. I came here to look for my brother. Look, this is the address."
Ming Le looked up the chat history between him and Lou Ye from a few days ago. Fortunately, his phone still had some battery left and was not turned off.
"You can go to this place, but it's quite remote and might be a bit expensive." The old man said hesitantly, "There's a group of people from a big city filming a show there recently. You want to go there, right?"
Mingle's pupils lit up: "Yes, that's where I'm going!"
Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem!
"Uncle, how much do you want? I'll transfer it to you via WeChat, okay?" Ming Le took out his mobile phone, but before it was displayed, the uncle spoke again.
"Five hundred yuan. I don't understand mobile phones. What can I do if you want to fool me? I just want cash." The old man said slowly.
Ming Le was helpless. Didn't he look like a scammer? But he never brought any cash with him.
"Are you going or not? It will rain soon and I have to go home." The old man thought he thought it was too expensive and said.
This young man is dressed fashionably and has skin as white as a porcelain doll. He is obviously from a big city. Why is he reluctant to spend a few hundred dollars?
"Let's go! Uncle, please drag the suitcase up for me. I'll give you the money when we reach the destination. I'm not familiar with the place and I'm afraid you'll get lost along the way." Ming Le said as he climbed onto the tricycle with difficulty.
He was even more anxious than the old man, and he didn't see any other vehicles on the side of the road.
If he said he had no cash on him, the old man would not believe him and would drive away. By then it would be dark and he would have no place to cry.
Just wait until we get to the crew and let Lou Ye come out to rescue him!
The old man actually got down and carried the suitcase up for him: "Look at what you think of me, young man. You can pay when you get there. I don't think you're the kind of person who would refuse to pay." The old man started the tricycle, "Sit tight, I'm starting it."
Without any preparation, Ming Le's body swayed and he almost flew out. He hurriedly held onto the guardrail on the tricycle.
The old man drove the car rashly, and Mingle, sitting on the stool, felt like his internal organs were dislocated from being shaken.
But why is this tricycle so smelly and dirty?
"Uncle, is this a passenger car? Why does it smell strange to me?"
The old man's attention was focused on the road ahead. He didn't even turn around to look at Mingle. He said calmly, "Why aren't you taking any passengers? We just took a few piglets this afternoon. Maybe there's pig manure in it."
"Ah, what? Shit!" Ming Le instantly wanted to shrink himself from the corner. No wonder he felt that there were black stains on the car that had not been cleaned.
Mingle's face wrinkled and he felt uncomfortable all over.
But the old man didn't lie to him. The journey was really not short. The tricycle had been driving for almost an hour and still hadn't arrived. It happened that dark clouds were gathering and a drizzle began to fall from the sky.
The old man took out a transparent plastic bag from somewhere and asked Mingle to cover himself with it. It was already cold, and if he got wet, he might catch a cold and even get infected.
Mingle took it and put it on his head, but he still got wet.
"Hold on for a while, we're almost there." The old man reminded.
Ming Le nodded. His high-end and beautiful clothes were made dirty by the bumpy ride, and his face was also rubbed with dirt from somewhere.
He felt unwell all over and was very cold.
Ming Le thought vaguely that falling in love was not good and could kill people.
He will never do such stupid things next time!
"Young man, here you are, get out of the car quickly." The old man stepped on the brakes, and there was another loud bang, and Mingle fell forward fiercely.
After the tricycle stabilized, he tore off the plastic bag on his body, propped himself up, and jumped off the tricycle shakily.
He is so tired.
"Uncle, please wait a few minutes. I'll ask my brother to come out and pay you." Ming Le took out his cell phone and looked at it.
Hey, there is a signal. Mingle is almost crying with joy. Did Louye and the crew install a dedicated network cable?
He was about to make a phone call when he squinted his eyes and saw a tall figure walking out from the crew door.
It’s Lou Ye!
"Lou Ye, I'm here!" Ming Le became alert, waved and shouted, almost jumping up.
Lou Ye saw the bright yellow color in the distance. His indifferent eyes flashed, his heart beat faster, and he ran over quickly.
He was just filming a rain scene, and when he came off the set and looked at his phone, he found that Mingle's IP address suddenly changed from Beijing to nearby.
He thought there was a bug and couldn't get through on the phone. Just as he was about to drive out, he saw the child coming to him by himself.
"Didn't I tell you to pick you up in the city in advance if you were coming? Why are you in such a state?"
Mingle curled his lips, looking very aggrieved, and the hat on his head was also crooked.
"Young man, pay quickly, I'm leaving." The old man interrupted the two people impatiently.
If they weren't both men, he would have thought they were a couple seeing how affectionate they were.
Mingle explained to Louye in a low voice: "Uncle wants cash, and I don't have any."
Lou Ye turned around and asked, "How much?"
The old man held up five fingers and said, "Five hundred yuan. It's raining here, so I gave all my rain gear to this kid. It's a very reasonable price."
five hundred?
Lou Ye looked at the young master in disbelief.
Mingle nodded in agreement: "Yes, that's right." He thought for a moment and added, "Is five hundred too little?"
Lou Ye pinched his little ear and said, "Yes, the price is right."
A young master who is out of touch with the world.
He took out five hundred yuan from his black wallet and handed it to the old man. The old man laughed happily, turned around and drove away on his tricycle.
Seeing that they were alone, Ming Le could no longer pretend to be strong, tears streaming down his face. "You, how did you know I was coming and come out to pick me up in advance?"
"I can see the location of your watch." Lou Ye did not hide it from him and told him frankly.
Mingle didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior: "Okay, woo woo." He sniffed and said in a muffled voice.
She cried miserably, her fair face was stained with tear marks, and her clothes were dirty beyond recognition.
Like a poor stray kitten.
Lou Ye hugged Ming Le in his arms, his palm caressing Ming Le's furry head soothingly: "Baby, I'm sorry... I made you suffer."
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