Xia Yitong hurriedly wrapped the blanket around her waist, uniquely enclosing the wild wind, but when she looked up, she saw Lu Yinbing looking at her with a very complicated look, like it was funny, but felt helpless.

Lu Yinbing said, "Where are your pants?"

Only then did Xia Yitong realize that her trousers were always at the side of her hand that she could reach: "..." She must have had a bad brain just now and went bare-legged to grab a blanket with Lu Yinbing.

"No matter how bad you are, you can still get under the quilt. I'm not too strong enough to pull the quilt over when you use the strength of milking to wrap the quilt, and then..." Lu Yinbing paused and nodded slightly. , "There is a lack of grace."

After experiencing the "competition situation", Xia Yitong felt that the word "demeanor" seemed to lose trust in Lu Yinbing's mouth.

Xia Yitong still wrapped the blanket around her waist, as if afraid that Lu Yinbing would take advantage of her, took her trousers and turned her back.

"Wait a moment."

"what?"

"You just put it on like this?"

"if not?"

"Wait." Lu Yinbing gave her a glance, and turned out a small box with peeling tin from her suitcase. The box can be said to be a twin brother. So Xia Yitong looked dumbfounded at Lu Yinbing and opened the mysterious little box. The inside was indeed filled with ointment, a white, gelatinous substance.

"Your leg must be completely healed tonight. Apply some ointment and heal quickly. This is a family cousin who saw me hurt last time and got it specially for me. It works better than normal medicine. You will be sure to get up tomorrow. The red ones are gone."

"Give it to me?" Xia Yitong was a little surprised, and took the small box.

"Don't be reluctant, I don't have a few scenes of this drama that I need to hang on Wia from beginning to end, so I keep it."

Xia Yitong wanted to say that she didn't mean that. She wanted to ask why Lu Yinbing wanted to use such precious things prepared by her family for her. After thinking about it, no matter what the reason, she felt warm in her heart, and said:" Thank you, Teacher Lu."

Teacher Lu nodded and sat without shy away watching her apply the medicine.

Xia Yitong remained motionless: "..."

Lu Yinbing: "Huh?"

"Can you..." Xia Yitong whispered.

"Oh, I don't look at you anymore, I just was in a daze." Lu Yinbing turned his head and looked in the direction of the bathroom door. The door is really beautiful, long, white and straight, not tall, but with good leg length ratio. , Looking at the blood red makes people feel embarrassed. When I was injured, I didn't think it was really scary as a bystander. No wonder the cousin Liang's family had to get this ointment for herself.

Speaking of Cousin Liang Shuyao, Lu Yinbing remembered something else, and couldn't help but feel upset again. Cousin Liang's patience was also a little better. I hope her mother will not tell Liang Shuyao about going home tomorrow.

What Lu Yinbing gave was extraordinary. Xia Yitong just put a cotton swab on it, and the tingling feeling relieved most of the time. The ice was cold, and it seemed that crushed ice water was leaking into the bones, bones, skin and flesh. The long-lost anger regained consciousness after a short while.

"I'm healed, Teacher Lu."

Lu Yinbing was in a daze, suddenly pushed his shoulder, "Huh?"

Xia Yitong explained: "I called you several times, but you didn't agree."

"Oh, oh." Lu Yinbing was still in a daze, "What do you want me to do?"

Xia Yitong handed the box back to her: "Thank you, Teacher Lu."

"No thanks." Lu Yinbing turned around and put away the box. The mood that had just been OK suddenly became uninterested. She sighed in her heart and said, "I'm going to take a bath first."

Xia Yitong saw that she was worrying, but she didn't know how to ask, and whether she would feel abrupt, until Lu Yinbing entered the bathroom, and there was the sound of shower water. Xia Yitong said "Are you troubled? , Do you mind telling me?" He didn't say it.

The hot bath washed away Lu Yinbing's troubles, and she only had half of the molesting and remembered her again. Xia Yitong had just taken the medicine, and still only put a blanket on her leg. When she saw Lu Yinbing, she hurriedly pressed her hands together.

Lu Yinbing boasted that even if he was not loved by everyone, he would not be regarded as a scourge, and he couldn't help laughing. This kid, she is not a **** maniac, she doesn't have the habit of watching people's thighs all day long. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she took the mobile phone that was randomly thrown on the blanket and said, "I still have a picture of your injury. Send it to you on Weibo?"

"No, you delete it."

"Why not?" Lu Yinbing's eyes showed the vicissitudes of reading thousands of sails, as if she was an old revolution who had experienced the Long March and had gray hair and beard, speaking to the little grandson who was still crawling at home, "Now in your generation. It’s different from our generation. We suffer from injuries that are commonplace, and we are very restrained and do not speak out. Your generation is delicate and expensive, and you can **** a lot of powder when you post an injury picture. You are not a small finger cut. At least more advanced than those."

The smile on Xia Yitong's face narrowed, and her mouth was closed without speaking.

"This picture doesn't look very nice. I'll take another one for you?"

"Ms. Lu."

"Um?"

"Are you taunting me?" Xia Yitong suddenly raised his head and looked directly at her.

She knew that many Xiaohua Xiaosheng liked to post pictures of injuries on Weibo, and the fans felt distressed in the next blockbuster, and then the studio joined the fans to hype and waved the banner of dedication. Xia Yitong also despised such people. But the current trend is that whenever a senior speaks, there is a conscience film, they will be pulled out to criticize them at every turn, as if being a traffic star itself is the original sin. Not all traffic likes to sell badly. She knows a lot of actors who are particularly hard-working and never say anything in private, and even get hurt by mistake. However, criticizing traffic stars indiscriminately has become politically correct.

She also knows that in this circle, she holds a salary that is much higher than that of ordinary people, so she should bear these accusations from all sides. No matter how hard she works, she will always be just a figure before she successfully transforms and produces her masterpiece. Idols rely on popularity for their food, so they can't be refuted by accusations, nor do they have the confidence to refute them. She is indeed not good at acting, and she has a lot of fans, is she wrong? no.

She knows that only by climbing to a high enough position can everyone shut up, just like Lu Yinbing. Her efforts are not all for others, but also for herself.

She knew everything, but she couldn't accept that Lu Yinbing had such a misunderstanding of her, and confused her with others.

Lu Yinbing didn't know that there were so many twists and turns in her heart, and he was dumb for a while, and said, "No, I'm all right to sarcastic what you are doing?"

Her expression was too sincere. In addition to the scenes, Lu Yinbing had always said one and two, and there was no possibility that she would lie for fear of offending her, so Xia Yitong believed, uncomfortably looking at her toes, gently Asked: "Then why did you let me post on Weibo?"

"I was because of—" Lu Yinbing said to his lips, swallowed back, and said solemnly, "It's nothing, idle and boring to tease you, I didn't expect you to be so sensitive. Now that the market is like this, it's not all you— What I mean is that your generation of traffic stars is caused by capital manipulation of the market and the rapid development of the Internet. You are one of the products of the development of the times, popular idols." Lu Yinbing smiled and joked, "Although it is not a healthy development. There were also popular idols in ancient times. Look at that Wei Jie, he was still seen dead. If you think optimistically, at least you are still alive."

Xia Yitong's heart was warm, and he looked at her funny and moved: "Thank you, Teacher Lu."

That night, the air-conditioning temperature was 26, and Lu Yinbing was taken into Xia Yitong's arms along with the quilt. There was nothing wrong with him, and no one beat him.

The next day, Friday, the temperature was 39°, and the surface temperature was 60°. The heat was evaporating from the stone road. There is no doubt that an egg on the ground will bubbling instantly. The entire set is like an airtight enamel jar, which is hotter than outside, and the effect of a high-powered fan is only a drop in the bucket.

The two protagonists changed their clothes and put on makeup. They were all sweaty when they came out of the dressing room. The makeup artist followed behind the buttocks and powdered them.

Today’s scene was taken before the end of work yesterday. The shadow was back into the scabbard. Jing Xiu invited her to sit in the house. The shadow was guarding at the door to prevent the wall from having ears.

"A!"

The tea was Chen tea. It was unwilling to drink, but Chen Qing drank as if drinking without a sip. She looked at Jing Xiu's eyes, sipped it with one hand, and joked: "It's delicious." She had beautiful eyes. Under such gaze, there was a taste of affection, not knowing whether it was talking about tea or the person in front of him.

Jing Xiu met her gaze with compelling looks. She said nothing, silently looking at the woman opposite.

Chen smiled slightly. It seemed that his aura was not weaker than hers, but he lowered his elbow from the table. The eyes of the Sixth Highness without disguise really made people have to give birth to a heart of surrender from the bottom of their heart, the appearance of an emperor. , Why didn't anyone in the palace notice it?

Qin Hanlin: "Ka, Xiaoxia, you put your hand too fast, and you look too anxious. You pretend to stroke the hair in your ear and put it down in the middle of your speech. What are you afraid of her doing?"

Lu Yinbing raised an eyebrow at her and said: "Yes, I don't take your pants off, what are you afraid of me?"

"Who, who is afraid of you?"

"Tsk, I'm stuttering, I'm not afraid at all."

Qin Hanlin walked over from behind the monitor, waving with both hands and frothing in her mouth, trying to mobilize her emotions: "You have to conquer her in the future, swallow her with your belt, kill each other in love, kill each other in love! Don't be afraid, Here to show the feeling of treating her as your prey!"

Director Qin's metaphor...Xia Yitong took a silent breath and said, "...Okay, I remember it."

"Bring it up and start over."