Ji Rongyu is so stingy
Lu Xinyang works diligently on filming every day, and he also takes time out of his busy schedule to apply hot compresses to his twinkling eyes.
But unfortunately, his efforts did not allow Ji Rongyu to see a handsome guy who was 360 degrees bright and handsome, but instead made his original appearance drop a few points.
He can't blame anyone else for all this, he can only blame himself for eating too much.
Lu Xinyang, who always claimed that he wouldn't gain weight no matter how much ice cream he ate, was still tempted by the milky aroma of ice cream.
Handsome Lu not only gained weight but also got acne. Xiao Tang looked down at the scale with tears in her eyes, then looked up at the small pimples on his face with her hands shaking.
"This is your stir-fried pepper duck head, this is your spicy crispy lotus root, and this, this, this, this..." Tang Lin pointed them out one by one, and the more he counted, the more heartbroken he became. "This is all the sin you created with your own mouth!"
Lu Xinyang listened to his heartbreaking roar and guiltily ate at the vegetable and tofu soup in his bowl. "Filming is exhausting, so I get hungry easily. Besides, I exercise every day and never had acne before. Why is it that I suddenly... it's so inexplicable!"
In fact, he had already shown signs of being overweight. As a director, Gao Jian had a pair of sharp eyes that had been through many battles. He noticed the change when he gained the first pound of weight, but he thought his weight was still within an acceptable range, so he didn't say anything.
However, Director Gao did not expect that Lu Xinyang was such an unrestrained person. Not only did his weight soar by four and a half kilograms, but his skin condition also became unstable.
This was too much to bear. Assistant Tang received a series of complaints from the director, cameraman, and costume and makeup artist within one day. He was so anxious that he knocked on the heroine's door at night. Under the vigilant watchful eyes of Yu Han's agent, he took away her scale.
He quickly formulated a self-reflection plan for Lu Xinyang, which included three vegetarian meals and one soup a day, and weighing his meat three times a day. He closed his eyes and made up his mind to directly reduce the food standard of Young Master Lu from the best in the crew to worse than that of a dog.
Even if the chef is still a five-star chef, if he can only put five grains of salt in his spoon, the food he cooks will never be delicious.
"I think you're making a big deal out of nothing," Lu Xinyang closed his eyes as if being tortured, swallowing a few spoonfuls of tofu uncomfortably, but he still couldn't help complaining, "Just a tiny bit of fat, a few lumps, it won't detract from my handsomeness at all!"
"My words are useless, right? I'm not your caring little cotton-padded jacket anymore, am I?" Tang Lin roared at him in anger, then turned around and fiercely pushed open the glass window, repeating his old trick: "Teacher Rongyu! Come and see! Look at Lu Xinyang, has he become uglier? Is he..."
Ji Rongyu had just finished lunch and was strolling around the set to digest his food. When he heard Tang Lin's call, he actually turned around and looked back, as if he was about to step over to take a look at any time.
Lu Xinyang instinctively covered the pimpled side of his face. The next second, he realized he had done something wrong and quickly covered Tang Lin's mouth. He used both hands to drag him back: "Be quiet, be quiet! Teacher Ji is busy taking a walk, why do you keep disturbing him?"
Tang Lin glared at him fiercely: "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
Lu Xinyang let go of his hand, but Tang Lin continued to glare at him fiercely. "It's not my fault for disturbing Teacher Rong, it's your fault! You're greedy and can't control your mouth, and you've lost the respect you deserve for your role!"
"Do you know what danmei is? Beauty is the soul of everything. The paper figures living in danmei are the most perfect creatures in the world!"
The cry from the second spiny newt was deafening. Lu Xinyang covered his face with a serious expression and fell into deep thought.
As a loyal reader who has read the novel over and over again, he can not only recall the exciting and thrilling plot in the novel at any time, but also clearly remember the vivid and lively characters portrayed by Ji Rongyu.
At the beginning, he was so impressed by Fu Qianyu's famous scenes that he insisted on playing this role.
Tang Lin thought that he asked to change roles because he cared about the attributes of top and bottom, and it was the self-esteem of a straight man, but in fact, Lu Xinyang's starting point was very simple, it was just pure love.
However, at this moment, he was recalling those famous and handsome scenes of Fu Qianyu, imagining that the stunning male protagonist in the book actually had a small circle of fat around his waist, and the half of his face exposed to the backlight was secretly covered with red pimples...
Lu Xinyang was suddenly horrified.
If you want to be Ji Rongyu's male lead, you absolutely cannot gain weight or get acne!
"You're right, I'm the CEO of our company, a beauty." He quickly and decisively picked up his handsome bag, ate the vegetable and tofu soup on the table, and wiped his mouth with high spirits. "When it comes to perfection, Paper Man is first and I'm second! I, Lu Xinyang, have never been afraid of anyone!"
Tang Lin took the lunch box out to wash. Ji Rongyu strolled over with a cup of instant coffee and looked at Lu Xinyang curiously: "What were you talking about just now? What are you second to?"
Lu Xinyang burped a healthy, green burp and changed his tune without blinking, "No, you're second, and I'll be third."
Ji Rongyu was even more puzzled: "Why am I stupid?"
It was originally a compliment, and there was nothing to hide. If it were in the past, Lu Xinyang would have said it with a look of begging for praise, and he would have made sure to add some exaggeration to let Ji Rongyu listen carefully to his sweet words.
But for some reason, he just didn't want to talk today, and his words cut off his retreat faster than his brain: "I'm ranking based on coffee consumption. Director Gao is first and you are second. I can't compare with you two."
In recent days, Gao Jian and Ji Rongyu discussed revising several plot points in the script. Most of the filming tasks were handed over to the assistant director. They stayed in the hotel with coffee in their hands, and the table was piled with paper, pens and manuscripts. Sometimes, the laptop was connected to Zhou Xiaoqing who was far away in another crew.
Lu Xinyang finally spent two days commuting to get off work with Ji Rongyu in the same car, but in the blink of an eye, he was staying in the hotel with someone else, never leaving the house. Master Lu was filled with indescribable loss. Every time he passed by a shopping mall or supermarket, he wanted to carry a big bottle of aged vinegar back to fill the empty back seat of his car.
Ji Rongyu drank the coffee in his hand without changing his expression, and then started to bring up Lu Xinyang's past: "Who told me to revise the script for him every day? I'm revising it now. Aren't you happy?"
"Happy, I'm so happy." Lu Xinyang said weakly.
"Very good, keep up the current state and get to work." Ji Rongyu threw the paper cup in his hand into the trash can and patted his shoulder across the windowsill like a leader on inspection.
Lu Xinyang propped himself up on the windowsill with both hands, then jumped out in a flash, hooking his arm around his neck, "This is the highlight of today's event, right?"
"Yeah." If this scene wasn't important enough, he and the director wouldn't be willing to leave the hotel.
"If I pass this game smoothly, can you give me a reward?" Lu Xinyang said expectantly.
"Are you still a primary school student?" Ji Rongyu rolled his eyes at him. "If you take a good picture, there's no reward. If you take a bad picture, you'll be criticized. You decide for yourself."
"Teacher Rongyu, this is unfair," Lu Xinyang said, shamelessly, "If my acting isn't good, you're entitled to scold me. But if I'm good and you're still so mean to me, you've lost your conscience."
Ji Rongyu blinked and said, "Since you call me teacher, you must follow the teacher's rules. I regret to tell you that as a teacher, I have always advocated a fierce and ferocious education. If I let my students feel even a little bit of warmth, it would be considered a dereliction of duty."
"Don't be like this," Lu Xinyang stretched out a paw and patted the bad teacher's conscience. "My request is not high. I just want you to make me some fish soup. Just agree to it."
"Fish soup?" Ji Rongyu tilted his head to look at him. This was a bit unexpected. He thought that the reward Lu Xinyang wanted was braised beef with soy sauce.
"Yeah," Lu Xinyang said seriously, "I see those fish soups you post on Weibo every day, and it makes me want to try it too. What kind of fish is so attractive that you can eat it every day and never get tired of it?"
He doesn't seem to eat fish every day, right? Ji Rongyu thought so and said casually, "Then what's the appeal of my Weibo? Don't you get tired of reading it every day?"
"What's the charm..." Lu Xinyang really thought about this question, and then said, "I don't know. Isn't that why I came here to ask you? Cook it for me once, and I'll know what its charm is."
He answered the question irrelevantly, changing the subject without realizing it. Ji Rongyu didn't even bother to pay attention to him: "Where can I cook for you? There's no pot in the hotel."
Lu Xinyang immediately said, "There's a small kitchen in my room. Come over."
Ji Rongyu's heart skipped a second when he heard that. To be honest, he was a little tired of eating those boxed lunches and takeout every day for more than half a month with the group.
But his proud stubbornness would not allow the capitalists to fleece him.
He was confident in his cooking skills and even more confident in Lu Xinyang's cravings. His Weibo not only contained fish soup, but also a whole host of delicious dishes, all of which he made by searching through recipes and researching them in his spare time, taking a lot of time and effort to make.
What if Lu Xinyang succeeded so easily? What if he had to eat it every day in the future? If it was inconvenient for him to harm Fang Jie, would it be inconvenient for him to harm himself?
Ji Rongyu calculated this in his mind, and then he became more determined. Since he only took the money for being a screenwriter, he couldn't lose money by working as a part-time chef!
He pinched Lu Xinyang's paw with two fingers and slapped it back, returning it to its rightful owner: "Stop making trouble. If you want fish soup, you can buy it anywhere. You don't need my food."
"But I just think your food is the most delicious," Lu Xinyang pestered him relentlessly, trying to win over this iron-hearted man. "If you cook fish soup for me, I'll shoot ten scenes in a row!"
"Oh," Ji Rongyu said, "You are really arrogant."
Lu Xinyang: “…”
The two of them entangled in vain all the way until Lu Xinyang was brought back to the set by the assistant director. Ji Rongyu rubbed his ears, which had regained their peace, then took out his glasses case from his pocket, put on his gentle little lenses, hummed a song, and went to the director to discuss the script.
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