Disaster Artist

Lu Qian appeared.

A light blue vertical striped shirt is paired with washed blue jeans, a graphite gray cardigan jacket, and a dark blue baseball cap that hides his cheeks.

The simple dress, at first glance, looks like a college student, full of youthful vitality, but the strange thing is that the unique temperament between gestures and gestures inadvertently attracts the attention of the surrounding.

At this time, people came and went in front of the coffee house. People did not stop, but hurried forward. Most of them were staring at their mobile phones and focused on the world of small screens.

Occasionally raised his head and inadvertently glanced at the tall and straight figure, but before he could tell the difference, his footsteps were already staggered, and the gradually drifting figure couldn't help but look back and take another look.

Ding Ling Dang.

Lu Qian had already pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and his figure disappeared behind the dark brown wooden door in a blink of an eye.

On the street, there were still people coming and going, and the wind had passed without a trace, and it seemed that nothing had happened.

Inside the coffee house, it was still quiet and peaceful, those who were busy working on the computer, those who were reading with a thick book in their arms, those who were entwined and tangled together sweetly, and those who came in like a tornado to grab a cup of coffee and then left in a hurry. Everyone is immersed in their own world.

Then, someone inadvertently raised his head, stretched his waist, turned his neck, and looked at the scenery outside the window, trying to find a moment of leisure in the busyness.

His line of sight, inadvertently swept across the figure, and just moved away, he followed with him again, even without seeing the facial features, he still couldn't help but want to take a look.

The same is true for Ling Xiao.

He thought he had calmed down, but when he really saw Lu Qian, his heart stopped beating, and an uncontrollable tension gripped his heart firmly.

"...Director...Director..."

Ling Xiao tried to say hello, but the words had just been uttered, and the following words were automatically swallowed, and it took a while to realize that this was a public place.

If the director's name is actually called, I don't know what will happen at the scene.

But fortunately, this is Lanchuan. Just throwing a brick can hit an actor or a screenwriter, and the chance of directing is also very high.

Therefore, most people in the coffee house still focus on their own affairs, and no one cares at all.

Lu Qian noticed Ling Xiao's figure, took off his baseball cap, and strode over, with a hearty smile on his face, like the first rays of sunshine in early summer.

"Sorry sorry, I'm late."

In the distance, Lu Qian had already stretched out his right hand, which made Ling Xiao a little flattered and waved his hand quickly.

"No, no no no, the director came just right, very punctual, very very punctual."

Wei Dongmang also quickly stood up, shook hands with Lu Qian, and kept standing respectfully, not even daring to look at Lu Qian's appearance.

Ling Xiao surreptitiously observed Lu Qian from the corner of his eye. Lu Qian ordered a cup of hot cocoa and some matching desserts. It didn't look like he was going to audition at all, but rather like a college student who was out partying with his friends. There was a lightness in his eyes.

Oops!

Lu Qian turned his head, but Ling Xiao quickly retracted his gaze, but the movement was still too slow, and Lu Qian caught him straight.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes, there was only one thought in his mind:

Pray silently, praying that Lu Qian didn't see it.

From the corner of Ling Xiao's line of sight, he could see Wei Dongmang lowering his head and snickering, as if seeing his embarrassment, he was happy and funny.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with me? Before going out in the morning, I checked the cleanliness of my eyes and nostrils. There should be no problem."

Lu Qian's voice came from the front, with a little self-joking, Wei Dongmang couldn't hold back, and chuckled softly.

"Gene Era"

Ling Xiao wanted to die.

But what can we do now?

Even if it doesn't work, I have to bite the bullet and say, "No, no, the director is very good, everything is fine."

"Ha ha."

Ahead, there was Lu Qian's light laughter, but there was no words, just let the laughter slowly dissipate, the air quieted down, and then fell into silence.

Ling Xiao was stunned for a while, then raised his head to look at Lu Qian, and asked carefully, "Director?"

The smile in Lu Qian's eyes flowed out, "Do you see clearly now? Two eyes, one nose, one mouth, and the fangs are not exposed. I should look like a normal person?"

At this point, if Ling Xiao couldn't hear Lu Qian's ridicule anymore, then he was an idiot——

Obviously, Lu Qian was joking that they didn't dare to look directly at him.

"Pfft."

Wei Dongmang couldn't hold back his laughter again, he chuckled lightly, and then he could sense that Lu Qian and Ling Xiao's eyes had shifted, and he quickly straightened his back.

"I've never seen Ling Xiao like this before. I think the director is a little different from what we imagined."

Lu Qian raised his eyebrows slightly, "So, what should I look like in your imagination?"

Wei Dongmang hesitated for a moment, but he was still a little bolder than Ling Xiao, "Three heads and six arms, vicious and ferocious, moreover, omnipotent."

"Ah..." Lu Qian raised his jaw, showing an expression of sudden realization, "If that's the case, this should be the reason why people like superheroes, right? With superpowers, they can do anything. So, from this perspective Come on, that's a compliment, right?"

The hope in the eyes is so real.

Wei Dongmang laughed again, "The director really has no air at all."

"I put on airs to show my superiority, so that I can look down on all beings; but I am very satisfied with my height~www.readwn.com~ There is no inferiority complex." Lu Qian was serious.

The first half of the sentence sounds like some profound truth; but the second half of the sentence is directly transferred into a cold joke, and there is no sense of disobedience.

This time, not only Wei Dongmang, but also Ling Xiao finally reacted, unable to hold back, a smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth.

Ling Xiao felt a little strange.

It's been less than two minutes since Lu Qian's debut, and Lu Qian didn't even do anything special, but the atmosphere has quietly completed the transition, all tension and anxiety are slowly dissipating, and a brisk breath is in the air surge.

So, how did Lu Qian do it?

Ling Xiao strengthened his courage a little, "Does the director really mind those false names? Even the Golden Book Award?"

Lu Qian didn't answer immediately, but took a deep look at Ling Xiao, "About our meeting today, if you only have one chance to ask questions, is this the question you are most curious about? Is it about whether I care about those frivolous names? "

In a word, it was clear that the cloud was light and the wind was light, but in an instant, the atmosphere became tense again.

Ling Xiao: ...

How to do? He seems to have asked the wrong question, but how did this sentence come out? Where did it come from? The front and rear lines don't match.

Wei Dongmang's eyes quickly went back and forth between Ling Xiao and Lu Qian, and his mind quickly turned, thinking about how to resolve the situation in front of him.

But Wei Dongmang was only twenty-five years old. He didn't know how to deal with such a difficult situation for a while, and he was also a little flustered.

In a hurry, Wei Dongmang still grabbed a life-saving straw, "I think the director should not mind, so he sent me an invitation to audition."

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