After wearing it for 18 years, it became the top trend

Chapter 43

Do you want to rub?

Although Qin Lang had a big heart, he could tell that Song Mo was worried about getting hurt.

To be honest, he is a newcomer, and the other party is a super first-line actor, and his status is very different. He is not even considered a friend. It is actually quite grateful that the other party can think of himself in this way.

It seems that Song Yingdi has a cold face and a warm heart.

This may be the performance of the other party's approachability.

Tonight's journey took nearly five hours, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the Ruoqiang Hotel where we stayed.Probably had a super good sleep last night, but Song Mo didn't sleep all the way.

The trip actually only lasted three days and two nights, but for these celebrities who are usually pampered, it was a lot of trouble.When they arrived at the hotel, their respective staff returned to their posts, closed the doors and drank and drank, and killed chickens and chickens, and resumed the private and luxurious life that belonged to the stars.

Qin Lang didn't have an assistant, so he stayed in the room alone, chatting with his younger brothers on WeChat, when he suddenly smelled the smell of kebabs in the air outside the window, he was greedy, took his room card and went out to look for food.

The barbecue shop is just opposite the hotel, three skewers cost ten yuan, which is much cheaper than City A film and television city, Qin Lang arrogantly asked for 100 yuan, and carried it back to the hotel contentedly.

Coincidentally, as soon as I entered the elevator, I ran into Zhong Ming and his assistant who also came back from outside.

"Brother Ming."

Qin Lang smiled and took the initiative to say hello. Although he didn't like this person, after all, he was rounding up to his colleagues now. As a newcomer, basic courtesy is still required.

Zhong Ming glanced at him, then smiled and said, "Going to buy supper?"

Qin Lang nodded: "Yes."

Zhong Ming said again: "You performed well today, your driving skills are so good, did you learn racing before?"

Qin Lang said: "No, I just learned a little stunt."

Zhong Ming nodded: "So I used to be a stunt performer." He looked him up and down for no apparent reason, and said meaningfully, "Qiu Yue has quite a vision."

The elevator dinged open.

Qin Lang politely asked the two to go out first, followed behind and replied unhurriedly: "It's hard to say what Qiu Yue's vision is, but she is Bole to me, and I will try my best not to let her down."

Zhong Ming stopped, turned his head and approached him slightly, smiled and said in a low voice: "It's not easy to serve an old woman, is it?"

This sentence is obviously full of malice.

Qin Lang's complexion suddenly sank, this bastard is really low, thinking that everyone is like him, hugging a woman's thigh in order to be famous, cheating a woman to pay for him in the name of love, turning around and turning his face hard, denying anyone, and wanting to beat him up .

Even so blatantly disrespectful.

How can Qiu Yue be considered an old woman?That was the little girl chasing after him in the film and television city a few months ago.

Qin Lang didn't bother to pretend anymore, and said with a smirk: "Brother Ming, is this a way to judge others by yourself? It's a pity that Qiu Yue fed the dog with all her heart."

As he said that, he passed the other party and walked to his room.

Zhong Ming said from behind: "Tell Qiu Yue that no matter what she wants to do when she returns, she should get rid of this idea as soon as possible. Now the circle is different from when she left."

Qin Lang understood it, no wonder this guy had a strange ambiguity, he turned out to be a guilty conscience, thinking that Qiu Yue's return was to settle accounts with him.

Little did they know that Qiu Yue had already turned the page, had already passed him off as a fart, and came back purely to engage in business.

He didn't understand the past entanglement between the two of them, and he stood on Qiu Yue's side before because of his personal relationship.But now it is 100% sure that it is the bastard's problem.

Because only those who make mistakes will always be guilty.

He sighed in his heart, and suddenly doubted the reliability of Qiu Yue's statement that he would definitely be popular. After all, there is a precedent of Zhong Ming, which shows that Chunhuamei's vision is actually not very good.

After Zhong Ming finished speaking, he turned and entered the corridor next to him. After returning to the room, he whispered to the assistant next to him: "Go back and ask someone to investigate this Qin Lang carefully, and don't let go of any black material."

"Yes, got it."

Qin Lang in this room walked a few steps, and suddenly a voice sounded behind him: "Qin Lang!"

He turned his head in response, only to see that it was Song Mo who appeared behind him at some point.

"Brother Mo, why are you here?"

Song Mo said: "Go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette."

Qin Lang was secretly surprised, it turned out that the film king still smokes, but he didn't see it before.

Song Mo stepped forward, his eyes fell on the meat skewers in his hand, and said, "Going to eat supper? Why didn't you call me?"

His natural tone made Qin Lang stunned for a moment: "..."

Should I call you for supper?

You, a film king, still go to a small shop outside for supper?

After a cloud of question marks floated through his mind, he bent his lips and smiled: "I thought you were asleep? I'll go out and buy it."

Song Mo nodded: "I bought so much, can you eat it all by yourself?"

Qin Lang: "Yes... a bit much."

Song Mo: "It's okay, I'll share it with you."

Qin Lang: "That's great."

He suddenly missed the repulsive film king he had just met, because he found that he couldn't keep up with the other party's current thinking.

Qin Lang invited Song Mo into his room.

He did buy a lot of mutton skewers, mainly because the people in Xinjiang are generous with the ingredients, the meat is real, and he can't finish it all by himself.

He put the skewers on the table, took two bottles of Sprite, and asked casually, "It's so late, why are you still smoking?"

Song Mo said casually: "An He's snoring is so loud that I can't sleep, so I might as well come out and smoke a cigarette to get some air."

Qin Lang smiled: "Last night, everyone in Datong Shop was so tired that we were snoring everywhere, didn't you sleep well too?"

Song Mo picked up a mutton skewer and took a bite, glanced at him with an unpredictable expression, and said softly, "Maybe I was tired yesterday."

Qin Lang nodded: "It's true, I walked violently in the desert for five or six hours yesterday." He said, as if remembering something, and said, "Brother Mo, you have good physical strength."

After going berserk for two days in a row, everyone else complained that their legs hurt, and even he felt tired because of his good physical strength. Only Song Yingdi looked like a normal person.He originally thought that the other party would not be able to bear this hardship because he was pampered, but he underestimated him.

After saying this, he remembered the time when the other party was injured by him when he was filming, and he was lucky enough to see the naked body of this actor, the muscles are really beautiful, presumably he has the habit of exercising.

Song Mo didn't say much, just nodded and said, "It's okay."

Qin Lang bought meat skewers worth 100 yuan, and the boss gave him two skewers, a total of 32 skewers. After eating about ten skewers, he began to feel overwhelmed. It seemed that he had bought too much.

Song Yingdi's export assistance was particularly timely, effectively preventing waste.

Qin Lang has supported his family for many years, and what he dislikes most is waste. Seeing Song Mo finish eating the remaining few skewers, he stretched his arms and yawned, with a gratified smile on his face, and casually said: "Brother Mo, if you are sleepy, you can't be bothered Go back and sleep in my room, the big bed room is more than enough for the two of us."

Song Mo glanced at the big bed in the room with an unpredictable expression, and hummed lightly: "It's okay, I'll brush my teeth."

Qin Lang collected the remnants on the table, opened the window to let the air out, and dissipated the cumin smell. After Song Mo brushed his teeth, he went in to clean it.

When he came out again, Song Mo had already taken off his coat and was lying under the quilt in his pajamas.

It seems quite natural.

Qin Lang originally thought that it was not a big deal for two big men to sleep in the same bed, and he even slept in the same bed yesterday.

But looking at the picture in front of me at this moment, I always feel that something is wrong.

That's right, although the other party fell asleep and got into his own bed last night, after all, there were six men sleeping on the Datong bunk, which was different from the lonely and widowed men now.

But is there anything wrong with being alone?

It doesn't seem to have either.

Thinking of this, he became calm again, took off his coat, and got under the quilt.

Song Mo waited for him to go to bed, then reached out to turn off the wait.

The room darkened, and it seemed unusually quiet for a while, and the sound of each other's breathing seemed to be suddenly amplified.

After a while, Qin Lang couldn't help but said in the dark: "Brother Mo, are we friends now?"

Song Mo: "Yes."

Qin Lang chuckled lightly and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll rub your heat?"

Song Mo asked back: "Do you want to rub?"

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, as the saying goes, if you have an advantage, don't take advantage of it, if you don't take advantage of it, you must be a fool.The two previous unintentional chats did bring him a wave of enthusiasm, and made some fans know him before he had any works.

But he actually has his own pride in his heart, because an actor finally needs to gain a foothold in this circle, relying on his works.

If he just wanted to be famous and popular, with the current financial resources of his younger brothers, it would be easy.

What he wants is not only for others to know him as Qin Lang, but also for his works to be recognized, just like Song Mo.

Why can he be arrogant and arrogant, why is he the main C star in "Perfect Travel", why can't he abuse Song Mo even if he is not a human director.Just because he is a three-gold actor, relying on his works to gain a firm foothold in this industry.

Qin Lang thought for a while, then smiled back: "Actually, I don't really want to rub, but I hope to catch up with you."

Song Mo was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I have nothing to chase after, because everyone has their own track and will experience different scenery."

Qin Lang clicked his tongue and exaggerated on purpose: "The film king is worthy of being the film king, he even speaks so philosophically."

Song Mo: "..." He pulled the quilt and turned his back to him, "Sleep!"

"okay!"

Qin Lang smiled and turned over. The two lay back to back, and no one spoke.

I don't know how long it took, when Qin Lang had already started meeting Zhou Yue, he vaguely felt the person behind him move, seemed to turn over, and leaned against his neck, with one hand on his waist between.

He stroked the opponent's arm with his backhand, and whispered in his dream: "Xiao Jia, sleep well!"

"Okay, big brother."

Early the next morning, Song Mo was woken up by An He's serial call.

Because the other party woke up and didn't see anyone, he almost didn't pee in fright. Fortunately, the phone answered quickly, and it was confirmed that Boss just changed the room to sleep and didn't disappear, so the chaos in the morning was avoided.

Song Mo hung up the phone and sat up, glanced at the person beside him who hadn't woken up, got out of bed quietly, and twirled the quilt for him again.

He was almost 100% sure that he could indeed fall asleep next to Qin Lang. Although he didn't know the reason, this person had a strange magic power to comfort his sleep disorder.

Standing by the bed, he stared silently at the young man on the bed through the twilight of the morning light coming in from the window, and suddenly laughed softly without knowing what to think.

The next day is the return trip after a tiring journey. The program team and all the guests returned to four or five different cities.

It was already night when Qin Lang returned to City A.

He, Cheng Yu, Li Xingzhi and the Wolves were on the same flight, and everyone had a car to pick them up.Of course he had it too, but he didn't let others know.

Because the people who came to pick him up were two well-known bigwigs in the business circle of City A, and the car was even a Bentley.

The elder brother went on an adventure in no man's land, and the twin brothers had been in fear for the past few days. They were relieved to see that they came back safe and sound.

"Brother, you seem to be a little dark."

After getting in the car, Ziqi carefully looked at his elder brother, frowned and said distressedly.

Qin Lang didn't take it seriously and said: "The desert, it will definitely get tanned."

Zilin said: "I heard that your trip was particularly difficult. You walked dozens of kilometers for two consecutive days, and some people were injured."

Qin Lang looked at the two of them suspiciously: "Have you placed eyeliner in the program group again?"

Zilin hurriedly turned his head and pointed out the dark window: "Look! Handjob!"

Qin Lang rolled his eyes, and slapped his two old brothers on the head: "I told you I'm going to work, don't worry about it, it's only three things, don't allow it next time!"

The twins touched the back of their heads at the same time, and said obediently: "Understood."

The driver driving in front: "??"

He knew that this young man was the younger teenage brother of the two big bosses.

But what is going on with this relationship mode?

Are rich people like this?

The author says:

Brother: We are friends.

Best Actor: Well, boyfriends are friends.