Ji Rongyu was so worried, so worried
On this side, Ji Rongyu scolded Ke Yule without using any curse words, and on the other side, Lu Xinyang was reading the script with a blanket in his arms, yawning from sleepiness in the well-heated room.
After enduring one five-minute period after another, he finally waited for his assistant to come back.
"Why did you come back just now?" Lu Xinyang was almost asleep. He used up his last bit of strength to kick the quilt as a greeting, his voice muffled.
When he was showing off and becoming a laughing stock online, Lu Xinyang was as happy as a little red flower. But now, he showed a rare look of gloom: "I just sent a WeChat message to Ji Rongyu, and found that he deleted me. Can I still be friends with him?"
During the meeting just now, Tang Lin sent him a message from time to time, as if he treated his chat box as a meeting record book.
Lu Xinyang read through them one by one and found that although the content above was all related to him, he couldn't find the direction to implement most of them. Only "Become friends with Ji Rongyu and maintain a good relationship" seemed relatively simple, so he took action immediately and sent Ji Rongyu a WeChat message: "Do you think we are friends now or good friends?"
The other party replied immediately: Rongyu has turned on friend verification, you are not his friend yet.
Lu Xinyang was silent. He stared at the system prompt and didn't come back to his senses for a while.
This was the first time in his life that someone had deleted him individually. He didn't believe it and sent two more messages, and the red exclamation mark quickly turned into three.
Lu Xinyang held up his phone and, aggrieved, let Tang Lin admire the string of brightly colored peppers on the screen. "What should I do? He's really ignoring me. Is he really that heartless?"
"Is he particularly angry with me right now? No, I have to go find him and ask him in person which room he lives in."
Lu Xinyang was about to get out of bed when Tang Lin quickly stopped him. "It's so late now. Even if he's still awake, you shouldn't bother him! How about you wait until he's calmed down tomorrow and then go and apologize?"
Honestly, considering Lu Xinyang's attitude towards admitting his mistake tonight, Ji Rongyu was quite conscientious by not adding fuel to the fire. But they still had to stay on the set for several months, and they would see each other every day. They couldn't let this awkward situation continue.
"You're right," Lu Xinyang sat back on the bed, hugged the quilt and nodded, "Then when he gets up tomorrow morning, I'll go and coax him."
"Huh? What did you say? Coax???" Tang Lin suspected he had misheard, "You can coax people? That's rare."
He had the good fortune to witness the love life of a passing young master. He was definitely a typical example of a late-stage straight male with cancer. Even the Bodhi tree where Sakyamuni attained enlightenment was not as unromantic as him.
The thing that Lu Xinyang did that was most like "coaxing" was giving gifts. For example, he once gave Jian Zhen a limited edition diamond-studded cushion launched by a luxury brand. It was quite expensive, but it would have been better if he had not given it to her.
Whose butt can withstand such expensive torture!!!
He was afraid that Lu Xinyang would get carried away and buy Ji Rongyu some Eight Hearts and Eight Arrows Supreme Keyboard. It would be better to ask Rong Mama to give Ji Rongyu a few acupuncture injections and let him pass away peacefully.
Young Master Lu didn't know that his brilliant achievements had already made Tang Lin worried about Ji Rongyu's finger, which was in danger. He was still seriously responding to the doubts just now: "I can even learn to act, so what's so difficult about coaxing people!"
Tang Lin was worried that he would lose his studies, so he asked anxiously, "How are you going to coax him?"
Lu Xinyang said confidently: "First, let's go out for dinner, then go shopping, and finally give her a big bouquet of roses."
Tang Lin: “………………”
What you fear will come true. I got a stitch in the side as expected.
"Is this a trick to coax a little girl? Ji Rongyu is a man," Tang Lin sighed. "Please, stop it... Or you can just add her WeChat back and then honestly admit your mistake and apologize."
The excellent plan failed to get support, Lu Xinyang curled his lips and sent an ordinary and unremarkable friend verification.
I waited for a long time but didn’t pass.
"Is he asleep, or...does he want roses more?" Lu Xinyang pried open his eyelids with his fingers, almost unconscious from sleepiness. "Which room is he staying in? I'll order flowers now and make sure he wakes up to the fragrance of roses tomorrow morning!"
"What time is it now? Please be kind!" Tang Lin's head ached slightly. He simply snatched Lu Xinyang's phone and sent a text message to Ji Rongyu.
Lu Xinyang yawned and asked incoherently, "Huh? Text message? How do I have his phone number?"
"I saved it for you," Tang Lin said. He guessed Ji Rongyu might not have noticed WeChat just now. Sure enough, he received a response soon after sending the text message, and then the friend request was approved.
Tang Lin returned the phone and said in a very cold voice: "Apologize, go to sleep, be sincere, and don't do those fancy things!"
Lu Xinyang agreed, but he was too sleepy to type, so he sent a voice message directly: "Ji Rongyu, Teacher Ji, can you forgive me? Can we continue to be friends?"
After saying that, in order to appear sincere, he added: "If you are still angry, I will send you roses tomorrow."
It’s too late now, so it would definitely be better to send it tomorrow.
Lu Xinyang was still praising himself for his gentleness and thoughtfulness in his heart, but Tang Lin, who was standing next to him, was completely speechless.
No matter how much he tried to stop it, things had still developed to this point. He was desperate, but he was not alone, because there was someone downstairs who was even more desperate than him.
Staring at the three words "rose", Ji Rongyu fell into deep thought.
What normal man would give roses to another normal man when he is apologizing?
Thinking of the "gay-turning" remarks Lu Xinyang made when they first met, Ji Rongyu felt uneasy, not knowing whether the other party was really attracted to him or was just a little stupid.
Even though he is gay, he would never fall for a fool like Lu Xinyang.
After hesitating for a moment, he carefully replied, "No need for roses. My girlfriend is allergic to pollen."
The other party replied quickly, as if he was quite concerned about the topic of his girlfriend.
Lu Xinyang: Do you have a girlfriend?
Ji Rongyu: Yes. We are childhood sweethearts, and our relationship is very deep and wonderful.
After saying this, he checked his conscience, then dragged Ke Yule off the blacklist, ready to use him as a shield at any time.
After a brief exchange, he was already on high alert, but the other party suddenly changed the subject.
Lu Xinyang: Then you are not angry with me anymore, right?
Ji Rongyu's bony fingers heavily tapped the word "life", then he touched his conscience, moved the cursor to the front, and forced the word "no" in.
Ji Rongyu: I’m not angry anymore.
Ji Rongyu: You didn’t do it on purpose, it was all an accident, just let it go.
Lu Xinyang: Then we can be friends!
Ji Rongyu: Yeah.
He ended the conversation with a single word, then put his phone aside and continued to work on the laptop on his lap.
He didn't need an outline when writing novels before. He would just start working after thinking of a general idea. Later, as more and more people paid attention to his works, he inevitably felt more pressure. He felt insecure without an outline.
However, his longest outline so far has not exceeded 4,000 words. What makes him even more confused is that after all the hassles of drawing lots and flipping coins, he still hasn't figured out what type of new article he wants to write.
Ji Rongyu was so worried, so worried.
Ji Rongyu, who was so worried, didn't know that he didn't end the conversation with one word, but ended the person who was talking to him with one word.
Lu Xinyang fell asleep instantly after seeing Ji Rongyu's reply. Not only was his head tilted, he didn't even have time to close his mouth, and he didn't even retract the silly smile on his face.
Tang Lin turned Young Master Lu over with conviction, stuffed him into the quilt, took out the script and placed it on the bedside, then looked at his heartless face and couldn't help but sigh again.
In fact, what Chang Xue said about making them friends was not just a literal meaning.
Just now in Chang Xue's room, he heard Wen Zhuo's apology, and only then did he realize that the "good show" that would take place tonight would not be possible.
Chang Xue was very unhappy about Wen Zhuo's escape from control. She said coldly, "I advise you to choose only one path. Once you have made a decision, don't change it casually. There are many people who want to climb up. You'd better take care of yourself."
He didn't know how Wen Zhuo felt after hearing this, but he was not at peace anyway. After Wen Zhuo left, Chang Xue mentioned Ji Rongyu again when she was explaining to him the precautions for following the group.
For Lu Xinyang, a "three-no" actor with no fame, no popularity, and no works, Ji Rongyu can not only be used to create topics, but also help share the firepower. If Lu Xinyang is criticized after "Trapped in Color" is broadcast, the author himself will stand up to endorse him, which can at least divert a considerable amount of attention.
Listening to these carefully calculated arrangements, Tang Lin realized that Chang Xue didn't believe that Lu Xinyang could play "The Color Trapped" well at all, so she tried every possible way to use all kinds of unconventional methods to protect him.
But he could see that Lu Xinyang really wanted to make friends with Ji Rongyu, and the only way to make this friendship clear conscience was for Lu Xinyang to perform well in this drama with his own ability and put Chang Xue's little plan back in the warehouse to gather dust.
Please, Brother Lu, be more thoughtful. Don't get involved in those fake, convoluted things; they're really torturous.
Tang Lin turned off the lights in the room, closed the door gently and went back to sleep.
The next morning, Lu Xinyang woke up without waiting. Following his usual routine, he first splashed around in the heated pool for a few laps, then, with a food cart overflowing with delicious food, he paraded through the streets, his bathrobe open and abs on display, attracting a lot of attention.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he was held down by his diligent assistant Xiao Tang and the stylist. After a lot of tidying up, he was dragged downstairs to attend the launch conference.
Miracle Road Xin Yang's online cross-dressing cost him the trouble of having his hands held down when he tried to rub his eyes, and his food taken away when he tried to eat. His eyes, still unused to the makeup, were practically tearing up. He deeply regretted his vanity just now... He simply sat in the dining car and ate all the way back!
"There's no time," Tang Lin said. "Come back and eat after you finish your work."
Lu Xinyang rubbed his hungry stomach and walked out of the elevator unhappily.
The elevator opposite also arrived. He glanced over there casually and found that it was Ji Rongyu who came out.
"Good morning," Lu Xinyang smiled. "Have you had breakfast?"
However, his sincerity was ignored. Ji Rongyu didn't even look at him, and walked away briskly with his gold-rimmed glasses on.
Lu Xinyang: “?”
He took out his phone in confusion and opened the chat history to confirm again.
The heartfelt words exchanged last night were still clearly written on the page, but this morning he was not greeted by a warm and loving friend, but by the cold and heartless Ji Rongyu.
Damn man! His expression changes like turning the pages of a book!
Lu Xinyang thought in frustration, "I really shouldn't have listened to Tang Lin's nonsense. Ji Rongyu must still want roses! If I had given them to him last night, he would have definitely paid attention to me today!"
Ji Rongyu, who really didn't want the roses at all, took off his glasses and rubbed his face hard in front of the sink.
He was so sleepy that his hearing and vision were basically impaired. He barely managed not to collapse to the ground because his will was as firm as a rock.
In order to fulfill his goal of publishing a new article after the New Year, he worked tirelessly last night to perfect his outline, which was so narrow that it left loopholes everywhere. In addition to looking for books, he also found a large number of documentaries, interviews and papers.
However, the author's search for inspiration was like a puppy chasing its tail. He was almost half-dead, and he struggled until dawn, but still couldn't see the dawn of enlightenment.
There was no point in realizing it. He was just hoping that the opening ceremony would be over quickly so that he could go back and have a good sleep.
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