Shu Cheng had a fulfilling life in the crew, studying the script every day and devoting himself to the two roles of Su Zi and Su An.

   "Shu Cheng." Yu Zhou suddenly called her.

  Shu Cheng raised his head from the script, looked at Yu Zhouyi, with doubts in his eyes.

  "Will you go out to eat?" Yu Zhou raised his chin and asked her, "I know there is a restaurant not far from here."

  Shu Cheng thought for a moment and nodded. Since the last time a man hung up her phone, he had ignored her for a few days. No matter how she molested her, the man never responded to her.

  Some delicacies are still delivered every day, but these delicacies are dishes that Shu Cheng doesn't like, which makes Shu Cheng dumbfounded.

  This petty Bara’s daughter-in-law is really being spoiled by her more and more lawless.

  Yu Zhou put on a mask and changed into a handsome Han Fan-style clothes.

   Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at him, with a wicked smile in his eyes, "Are you going to eat or to Bimei?"

  Yu Zhou raised his eyebrows, “In order to look handsome when photographed by paparazzi for a while.”

   "..." Shu Cheng rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, and raised his middle finger.

  ……

   "Is that Shu Cheng?"

   "It looks like!"

   "Isn't it really Shu Cheng?!"

   "Walk around, let's try to sign."

  Shu Cheng walked all the way to the hotel under the discussion of people around him. Yu Zhou did not go with her. Seeing that Shu Cheng didn't wear a mask, he disliked her and left her ten meters away.

   "Hello, are you Shu Cheng?" The two girls walked side by side in front of Shu Cheng and asked.

  Shu Cheng put on a facial paralyzed face, and shook his head. The authentic Imperial dialect came out of his mouth, unlike Shu Cheng’s usual tone.

  The two girls are still holding pens in their hands and are skeptical, "Really isn't it?"

   "Many people say that I look like Shu Cheng." Shu Cheng said without changing his face.

   "Xiaoqin." A girl pulled another girl's sleeve, "It seems that he really isn't!"

  "Really?" Xiaoqin looked at Shu Cheng suspiciously.

  Until the two walked away, the other girl said, "He is the male **** Wuli Shucheng."

   "Then how did you just..."

When the girl interrupted Xiaoqin, she turned over her bag with her hand: "Xiaoqin, the male **** is in a hurry! Can't delay time, and I noticed that the male **** put sugar in my place where no one else can see it. In the bag."

   "What did you say?" Xiaoqin was a little excited, "The male **** is having sugar?"

  The girl took out the candy and noticed the two signed photos in the bag. The photos above are not available on the Internet.

  The girl handed a signed photo to Xiaoqin, and kept the other one for herself. The sugar was also divided into two, and one was given to Xiaoqin.

  "How many languages ​​does the male **** speak?" Xiaoqin couldn't help sighing.

   "Before it was Sichuan dialect, then Northeast dialect, now it is the Imperial dialect?" The girl smiled, "That's why I feel cute."

  ……

  At the restaurant for dinner, Shu Cheng slowly followed up after more than a week after ordering.

  Shu Cheng ordered two dishes at random. After the waiter brought the food, Shu Cheng took a sip, and kept staring at the dishes at other times. Yu Zhou's food has not arrived yet, so he sits and plays with his mobile phone and waits for the food to be served.

  After a while, the waiter asked Shu Cheng curiously: "Is the food not delicious? Why are you staring at it and not eating it?"

   Shu Cheng's dark eyes looked at the waiter, and said leisurely: "It's too salty, I want to take it lightly."