Chapter 95
When the contract was signed, Ranlong and Sister Hou said that she did not have strong survival and reasoning abilities, and asked if they could write a script for her. It didn't have to be very smart, but at least she should not look too stupid.
Sister Hou said, "Do you think I didn't fight for you?" But no, Sister Chen knows you're here to promote "The Sound of Leaf Beating." She's willing to take the role even without a script, so she doesn't plan to give you any special treatment. Whether you're smart or likable is entirely up to you!
"Sister Chen? Sounds familiar. Which Sister Chen?"
"That's the producer, Sister Chen, who you stood up! This show's IP is more popular than yours. They're being generous by letting you ride on the popularity!"
"ah!"
It's over now. Ranlong has not participated in any variety shows since he grew up. When he was a child, everyone coaxed him and laughed at whatever he said. But now it's different. If he says a few wrong words, he may be blackened by the whole network!
What's more, the producer is Sister Chen, whom she has offended before. If she really wants to cause trouble, she will be doomed by just a random bad edit!
There was no room for negotiation, and Ranlong's fingers trembled slightly when he signed the contract.
But this variety show is not only a promotion for "The Sound of Beating Leaves", but also a day when she and Qiu An can see each other for several days in a row. She has to sign anything she says!
With a stroke of the pen, Ranlong wrote his name as if signing a life and death agreement.
In the remaining days, Ranlong watched the first two seasons of "In the Name of Survival" and some similar programs very carefully, and found that the guests on the program had their own personalities, and they were distributed very evenly each time.
Either they are brave, or they are good at solving puzzles, or they are good at socializing and leadership, or they are talkative and can create memes to liven up the atmosphere...
What should I do? She doesn’t seem to like anything...
Do I really have to be a noisy "pure waste" and be the funny guy in the team...?
The night before the recording session, Ranlong had packed his bags and was still poring over puzzles from various shows when Qiu An suddenly called: "The recording starts tomorrow."
There was no beginning or end, and Ranlong was confused: "Well, what next?"
"This program is recorded 24 hours a day without interruption."
Now that he understood, Ranlong said, "Then I'll come find you now."
"No, just open the door."
Ranlong was surprised and happy. She ran to the door without even putting on her slippers. When she opened the door, Qiu An was standing outside.
Their eyes met. Ranlong saw Qiu An's gaze sweep across her lips many times, and she also found herself doing the same.
Qiu An looked like she had just applied lip balm, like the natural fruit wax on the skin of the fruit, reflecting an orange-yellow luster, more tempting than honey.
Winter was approaching and the weather was very dry. She had applied lipstick in the morning and it was no longer effective.
My mouth is a little dry, dry inside and out, and Qiu An just brought it to me.
They kissed, all the way from the entrance to the sofa. Qiu An took off her windbreaker, and the tight bottoming shirt outlined her beautiful figure. Ran Lan's hands were attracted to her waist like a magnet, and he could not take them off.
The purpose of tonight was clear, so Ranlong's hands went to where they should go without any burden.
It was not as smooth as she had imagined, and the hillock raised itself and rested against her palm.
The palm of his hand felt slightly itchy, and Ranlong's breathing stopped for a moment.
With the windbreaker covering her, Qiu An could go braless without any scruples.
This was the second time Qiu An used this little trick, and this time it was a little milder.
But they were already in a relationship, so Ranlong had no reason to back off. She quickly adapted to Qiu An's rhythm and even quickened her pace.
The moving voices are heard everywhere.
The corner of her clothes was lifted up, and Qiu An stopped her head and said intermittently: "Take me to the bed."
The body that had been exercised for so long finally came in handy. Ran Long took a deep breath and gathered his strength. Before he was ready to lift the person, Qiu An burst out laughing.
Ranlong also lost his temper and said aggrievedly: "You laughed at me again."
"Who made you so cute?" Qiu An tapped Ranlong's nose.
Ranlong was immediately coaxed into submission, biting her lower lip and smiling sweetly: "Do you want me to hold you?"
"Yes." Qiu An put his arms around Ranlong's neck and teased her, "Come on, Xiaoran!"
"Aren't you afraid of falling when you do this to me?"
"Don't be afraid, I believe you." After saying that, she bit Ranlong's ear.
All the blood in Ranlong's body rushed to his forehead. He stood firmly on his horse stance, exerted strength from his waist and abdomen, raised his hands, and easily picked up Princess Qiu An.
"Why are you so light? Have you not eaten again?"
"You've become stronger."
"Quibbling." Ranlong said as he carried Qiu An to the bedroom. "How about we find an opportunity to quit the film and television industry? We can't even eat properly, and we can't see each other often. What's the point of making so much money?"
"Yeah, so I'm trying my best to develop my studio and plan to move behind the scenes in the future. I want to make money but don't want to be controlled by capital, so I have to be the capital myself."
"So awesome, our big boss Qiu?"
"Of course. If you want to quit the entertainment industry and do nothing in the future, that's fine. I can support you."
"You sound so hopeless..." Walking into the bedroom, Ranlong gently put Qiu An on the bed.
"It doesn't matter if you have no future." Qiu An lay on the bed and looked at her with a smile.
"It doesn't matter if you don't want anything! By the way, speaking of this, how much do I still owe you?"
Qiu An was puzzled: "What money?"
"That's the money Ms. Hu asked you to borrow."
"Oh, that, she has already paid me the most precious thing!"
“Don’t objectify me!”
Ran Long pretended to be angry, dimmed the lights, pressed down on Qiu An, and clasped her wrists with both hands, making her unable to move.
Qiu An opened his mouth slightly and lightly hooked his tongue, making Ranlong surrender and fall into this sweet trap.
Ranlong used the newly bought finger gloves. This time the finger gloves were finally moist and easy to use, which pleased Ranlong and Qiu An very much.
Given Qiu An's previous bad behavior, Ranlong did not intend to let her go just this once.
But Qiu An asked for a break. She said, "I want to try the finger sleeves, too. Can you put them on me?"
Ranlong said seriously, "This isn't a fashion item, why are you wearing it?"
"I'm just a little curious, so let me try, okay~"
This is how Ranlong was tricked into losing his underwear.
I don't remember the final score, which was 1 to 1, but we lost badly.
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The next morning, Qiu An nudged Ranlong, who was still asleep, and said to her, "The production crew will be here to film in the morning, don't forget."
Ranlong nodded drowsily, responded to Qiu An's light good morning kiss, and fell into a deep sleep again.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by Sister Hou's series of life-threatening calls.
"What the hell are you doing, Ranlong? Are you still sleeping? What time is it? Do you still remember recording today's show?!"
After listening to Sister Hou’s yell, Ranlong heard a strange and trivial voice coming from the other side: Sister, sister, calm down, calm down, the camera is still on.
"Ah? Program recording?" Ranlong rubbed his sleepy eyes.
"You, forgot?"
Sister Hou's majestic voice really sounded like the end of the world. Ranlong woke up suddenly and remembered that the program crew was coming this morning to shoot a pilot film, all the way to the time they landed in Xindu.
And now she was lying on the bed...with her clothes on!
"Sister! Sister! I didn't forget, I didn't forget. Are you already at the door?"
"I've been knocking on the door for so long!"
"Twenty minutes! No, fifteen minutes will be enough!"
"Ten minutes! Hurry up! Otherwise you'll miss the plane!"
"Okay, okay, I'm coming right here!"
Ranlong hung up the phone, quickly put on her clothes and rushed to the bathroom. After a quick wash, she thought she might as well go on camera without makeup, since there wasn't much difference between her with and without makeup. But when she looked in the mirror, there was a kiss mark!
Qiu An didn't know when he left a kiss on her chin, and she didn't notice it the whole night, and Qiu An didn't even remind her!
What's more, Qiu An actually left her naked and alone on the bed and left!
What a heartless scumbag!
As soon as the ten minutes were up, Sister Hou was about to get angry when she heard the door creak open.
The makeup on her face was simple, but fortunately there was no big problem.
Time was running out, so Ranlong introduced the luggage he brought with him in a repetitive manner and hurried downstairs.
There was a business car parked downstairs. Ranlang opened the door and got in, and found Qiu An sitting at the other end.
"Qiu..." I almost forgot that they had to use nicknames in variety shows. "Xiao An..." It felt a bit awkward. "Why didn't you leave first? I got up late and might miss the plane."
"I want to stay with you." Qiu An said calmly.
"Oh." There was a camera in front of him, and Ranlong had no habit of saying such sweet words to Qiu An in front of the camera, so he had to respond coldly.
On the way, Qiu An asked her, "Did you sleep well last night?"
Ranlong really wanted to say that it was thanks to you that she fell asleep in the second half of the night: "It's okay."
"Are you in a hurry this morning? Your makeup is looking great."
Ranlong rolled her eyes. If it weren’t for Qiu An, she wouldn’t be so tired. She didn’t even answer the alarm clocks or Sister Hou’s calls. She could have just drawn her eyebrows and appeared on camera, but she had to put on a thick layer of powder!
Oops, forgot I was still filming.
Ranlong said awkwardly to the director: "I'm sorry, Director. I woke up late and my mind is still a little confused. I will adjust myself as soon as possible."
The PD said cheerfully, "It's okay, just go for it, we'll edit it well later."
As a result, the two fell silent, and the PD couldn't help but say, "Why don't you two talk about something else? We might not be able to get enough material if we keep going like this."
"Oh." Ran Long responded, but for a long time he couldn't think of what to say to Qiu An. It's not that he had nothing to say, but there wasn't much to say that could be broadcast. "Well, the weather is pretty good today."
"Yeah, it's not bad."
“It’s not too cold or too hot, and the humidity is just right.”
"Well, you're right."
“…”
Why did this conversation seem so familiar? She must have dreamed about it!
There was no other way, as they couldn't chat, the PD had to hand the script to them and let them do the promotion of "The Sound of Falling Leaves" to complete their KPI.
During a break in filming, the PD couldn't help but ask Sister Hou, "Sister, are they not getting along?"
"Yeah?"
Sister Hou was confused. Could it be that the young couple had a fight?
Last time I heard Xixi and her gossiping. This young couple did something shameful from the evening until noon the next day, and they were even doing it while talking on the phone... Ugh!
Arguing or something like that is probably just a trick to spice things up. As the saying goes, quarrel at the head of the bed and make up at the foot of the bed...
"It's okay, don't worry about it, just get some sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow."
PD: Is the sleep you mentioned the same as the sleep I was thinking of?
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