âNext time, please pay attention.â Fang Zhu hung up the phone once she finished speaking.
Lu Yi leaned against the bedframe and continued to watch the television. âThis scene is quite elegant.â He seldom set a high value on a television program.
Lei Qingyi put his food on the table and sat down.
âHow about you and the old nun?â he asked through a mouthful of rice.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The old nun he mentioned was none other than Fang Zhu; he had never seen a woman without a single hair out of place, was it possible that she applied hair gel secretly?
Lu Yi looked up at him with stiff features and expression.
âAlright, I wonât talk about it,â Lei Qingyi shrugged his shoulders and picked up the spoon to continue eating. But he couldnât help speaking again soon after, he would suffocate to death if anyone didnât let him open his mouth while he ate.
âCan I ask you something?â He looked tentatively at his best friend who looked like a stone in front of him. He knew Lu Yiâs temper very well, donât forget, they were good friends that grew up wearing the same pants. Yes, they were brothers in terms of kinship, very close family members.
âYes.â Lu Yiâs lifestyle was like an old man, it wasnât surprising that he wasnât romantic. But Fang Zhu wasnât much better...
It was true that they were quite the pair. A pure-hearted monk and a voluntary nun, they could live together quite well. He still felt something strange.
âTell me the truth,â Lei Qingyi emphasized. âYouâre like a brother to me, donât keep any secrets.â
âYes.â Lu Yi murmured assent and continued to eat his food. He didnât even look at his phone or at the newspaper on the table, he just ate his food quietly. He looked like a quiet, handsome man. No, maybe a quiet, handsome brick.
âHow is your relationship getting on?â Lei Qingyi asked straightforwardly as he fed himself another mouthful of rice. He hoped to receive a straightforward answer in response.
âWhy do you want to know?â Lu Yi asked in reply.
âThereâs a lot I want to know about,â Lei Qingyi said in cheeky response. He wanted to know about Lu Yiâs sex life, was it the same as his temper- lacking passion? âDo you have sex with her?â Lei Qingyi asked instead. They were both mature adults in a romantic relationship, if nothing happened between them wouldnât that be weird?
âNo.â Lu Yi didnât even lift his head.
âYou havenât had sex yet?â Lei Qingyi was not surprised, honestly. If it actually happened, he would feel that the world had gone mad.
âKissed?â He asked again.
âNo.â
âHug?â
âNo.â
Lei Qingyi dropped his chopsticks on the table. Then he grabbed his hair, âDonât tell me that you havenât even held hands?â
âWe havenât.â Lu Yiâs answer nearly made Lei Qingyi collapse.
âOh my god!â He covered his face with his hands. âLu Yi, did you get yourself a girlfriend or a teacher?â
Lu Yi frowned, he doesnât know?
âI canât make sense of you.â Lei Qingyi lifted his bowl and ate a big mouthful of rice. âOh, by the way, did you watch Journey to Fairyland? Itâs pretty good.â Lei Qingyi couldnât help but change the subject so suddenly, it popped into his head and he couldnât stop himself from bringing it up. They had been this way since they were young: one was quiet and another was active. One couldnât speak anything for a long time and another kept talking as if afraid of indigestion.
âYan Huan looked stunning in the ancient costume, my mother has become her loyal fan. If the person that you saved really was Yan Huan, how nice would it be if I could get her autograph? My mother sure would love me after that...â
âDoes your mother not love you now? Are you two enemies?â Lu Yi raised his face and asked drily.
Lei Qingyi had to let out a loud hiccup before he could answer. âNot enemies, but we might be soon. Because I still havenât got a girlfriend.â Lei Qingyi paused, then shuddered as he said âBut if my girlfriend is the same as yours... in that case, Iâd rather find a boyfriend.â
Lu Yi ate slowly, his movements extremely relaxed, but he looked good like that. He looked like a noble prince.
His formal mannerisms kept strangers and acquaintances away.
âIâll go and get some more rice,â Lei Qingyi said. He picked up his bowl and added some rice. It wasnât enough for him, though. Since he was almost twice as large as most other people, he needed double the amount of food, too.
Lu Yi put down his chopsticks and reached out for his phone. When his finger slid on the phone, he took the time to surf Weibo. She gained some followers today, Yan Huan seems to be popular...
âFighting,â he said, his lips arched into a half-curved smile.
âHuanhuan, fighting,â Yi Ling hugged Yan Huan. âYouâre doing great, Iâm so proud of you.â
Yan Huan clenched her hand into a fist at Yi Ling. âYes, fighting.â
The trial broadcast of Journey to Fairyland came to a perfect ending. Though only two episodes had been broadcasted, with the beautiful images, the good-looking actors, and the magical effects, the drama had become popular in all the film and TV circles. The actors who appeared on screen had seen great increase in their popularity, especially the new actress, Yan Huan, who was now widely known in every household.
As there was a good start, during the next shooting everyone was invigorated and deliberate about their work.
Ding Ming played the role of a cook on Green Mountain in the drama. Though he was just a so-called cook, he was daring and lecherous and interested in the masterâs daughter, Qing Yao.
Cook Ding squeezed his eyes shut, his mouth watered whenever he saw the lady in white come over.
âMiss Qing Yao.â He hastened to step forward, and Yan Huan turned and exuded an aura of iciness when she looked at him. She was cold and arrogant, as if she placed herself above all other things on earth.
Cook Ding stumbled and fell flat on his face.
âCut!â The director frowned, the shooting had been going smoothly recently, especially Yan Huanâs scenes, and it had been a long time since she hadnât been able to shoot in a single take.