The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    When she opened the door, Liang Xiao sneezed for the seventh night.

    "The schedule is attached at the end of the contract, and I will join the group three days later."

    Duan Ming followed the door, pulled out the remote control and turned on the air conditioner for him: "I've been running outside with Xiaogong for the past two days. You rest at home and adjust your state."

    Liang Xiao nodded and sneezed again: "How do you say the old saying?"

    "Sneezing?" The assistant thought about it for a while, "If you hit one, someone will think, if you hit two, someone will scold you, and if you hit three, someone will think about it."

    Liang Xiao wrapped the blanket tightly: "How about eight?"

    Duan Ming answered: "Someone scolded you four times."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Duan Ming saw that he finally calmed down and finally felt relieved. He asked his assistant to make a cup of cold medicine, add honey and stir vigorously, and stab him in front of him.

    Liang Xiao sighed: "It didn't dissolve..."

    The murderous aura of the Beta agent was successfully condensed into a pheromone.

    Liang Xiao picked up the cup of granules, drank it in three mouthfuls, unscrewed the mineral water and rinsed his mouth.

    "Go to the hospital tomorrow to check the pheromone level, Xiao Gong will pick you up."

    With such an ancestor on the stall, Duan Mingcao knew that he was going to age before he got old, and he took the trouble to make five declarations: "I'm going to join the group soon, I can't catch a cold, my mental appearance and skin condition are good, and I will leave a good impression on others. ."

    The crew is a place where high-quality alpha and omega gather. In addition, some action scenes are inevitable, which requires high pheromone stability. All non-beta actors entering the group must submit a recent pheromone level test . If there is a tendency to fluctuate, corresponding restraint measures must be used to avoid accidents on the set.

    Duan Ming runs the hospital for him all the year round, and he has the contact information on his mobile phone. While reminding him, he made an appointment for the next morning's examination.

    Liang Xiaozao got used to his nagging, nodded in cooperation, and got together with his assistant to study the self-cooked hot pot of various brands in the shopping cart.

    Duan Ming is already detached, so he doesn't get angry with him because of this kind of thing, and continues to say: "This time is a modern drama, "Sui Chu", the main line of the spy war."

    Xingguan's movements have always been neat, and the script has been docked with him on the way, and the information that should be given is also passed along.

    The whole play is still in the background of war, but this section of Liang Xiao does not involve war, and the background of the plot is still at the stage when the forces of all parties gather to confront each other, and the mountains and rains are about to come.

      The tool man of the plot.

    "Your role is only in the first ten episodes." Duan Ming turned the script, "It's all literary dramas, and the costumes are provided by the costume crew, and the shooting period is at most one month."

    Liang Xiao thought for a while: "Isn't the contract three million for thirty episodes?"

    Duan Ming: "In the last twenty episodes, you mainly appeared in black and white photos."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    You have to provide the crew with an album to choose photos, Duan Ming asked his assistant to write it down on the memo, and stuffed the script to him: "Mr. Huo gave him favor, remember to return it."

    Liang Xiao was still immersed in the shock of the remaining two million earned too easily, and subconsciously raised her head: "Huh?"

    "Go." Duan Ming was expressionless, a box of mask hit him on the forehead, "Fifteen minutes before going to bed every night, apply it to the neck."

    The next morning, Liang Xiao was tied to the hospital as promised.

    I played games on my neck all night, and fell asleep in the early morning. He took a shower before going out, but he didn't wake up, and he was still drowsy after the door was smashed.

    Duan Ming's whole body is a little deformed: "Are you motivated?"

    Liang Xiao tried to explain: "Yes."

    He still opened the mask.

    After all, the manager had high hopes for his neck. He originally wanted to simply put two on it, play a few games to relax, and then go to bathe and sleep after playing.

    As a result, I fell asleep accidentally.

    When I woke up wearing a dry mask, there was still a string of scolding private messages in the inbox of the game platform.

    This kind of thing should not bother the manager of Rili Wanji. Liang Xiao slapped him on the shoulder and said in a good voice, "I read the script."

    Duan Ming rarely sees him being self-motivated in a serious place, and even a little surprised: "What do you see?"

    Liang Xiao thought about it, and briefly summed it up for him: "It's not difficult."

    His role doesn't play for a long time, and there is not much plot for him to play. It is nothing more than to make the other party fall into the buff of "you look good and you are right" with a face, and take the opportunity to abduct the rich and help the poor to make money.

    You can advance or retreat, bend or stretch, there is no principled position, as long as you give money to do anything.

    Duan Ming heard it inexplicably familiar, and looked complicated: "It's really..."

    "What?" Liang Xiao was curious.

    Even though Duan Ming was caught off guard after so many years, he was shaken by his face: "...it's not that difficult."

    After all, the characters are too realistic.

    When the car stopped outside the hospital, Liang Xiao had already played two more rounds with sunglasses on. With her strength, she proved that she didn't need to hang up if she wanted to lose the game.

    "Be careful." Duan Ming confiscated his mobile phone and looked out, "You are hot right now."

    Liang Xiao nodded and matched with the superimposed equipment mask jacket and cap.

    The hot search has been cleaned up by Star Crown, and new gossip has been directed to divert attention, and many public accounts of those photos have begun to prove the fraud with reason, but Huo Lan even if If you have the ability, it is impossible to hold down all the paparazzi.

    At this time, he should be photographed as little as possible.

    There is no one in the parking lot at the moment, the hospital has contacted in advance, as long as you successfully enter the elevator and go straight to the dedicated medical examination center on the top floor, everything will be fine.

      "

    Just in time for the filming of the Republic of China drama, Liang Xiao suddenly felt a sense of excitement in the hidden connection of the underground organization, nodded, pressed the brim of his hat and walked straight to the elevator.

    As soon as he entered the elevator, he was stunned.

    The first floor is an underground parking lot, which is only open to the upper floors of the courtyard. Usually the first floor is empty.

    The people inside obviously didn't expect someone to come to the hospital so early, and looked up.

    …

    Still an acquaintance.

    Huo Lan was wearing a suit, his pupils were dark, and his eyes met him out of thin air.

    Liang Xiao was especially well equipped, with sunglasses, a mask, a thick coat, and a cap pressed down. The whole person looked like he was going to shoot Resident Evil.

    Every time I see Huo Lan, I am either bitten by him or on the way to bite him.

    Liang Xiao felt that she would not be exposed, so she carefully looked at Huo Lan through the sunglasses, and watched the other person's gaze stopped for less than a second on his tightly covered face. on his neck.

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Go ahead.

     Mr. Huo's familiar place is special.

    Liang Xiao moved back, watching Mr. Huo's eyes stop for a while from the familiar place of his old man, and returned to the two of them.

    Liang Xiao thought about it for three seconds, rubbed the edge calmly and moved slowly, changed positions, and stood in the corner of the diagonal line with Huo Lan.

    After all, he didn't spray masking agent, disinfect, and shower three times today.

    It is easy to make the other party fall into the unbearable weight of cleanliness,

    The two were lined up at both ends of the elevator, and they were silent for a few seconds in the freezing air. Liang Xiao couldn't avoid it, took off his sunglasses, and smiled at him first: " Mr. Huo, are you coming to the hospital too?"

    His current personality is still gentle and easy-going, and this kind of meeting always requires two friendly words.

    According to experience, Huo Lan will probably nod his head or not at all as a default, perform his responsibilities as a boss, and take on the important task of a topic terminator.

    But today's Huo Lan seemed to be impersonated, and his indifferent gaze stopped for an inexplicable second on his head: "See a doctor."

    Liang Xiao didn't think about it, nodded: "That's it."

    After he finished speaking, he lowered his head with confidence, and took a nap for a few seconds, only to find that Huo Lan's eyes were still on him.

    …

    Liang Xiao thought about the conversation between the two just now, and felt that it was really difficult to define that the conversation was over, and Wen Run was concerned: "What's wrong?"

    Huo Lan looked pale and looked away: "Concussion."

    Liang Xiao: “…”