The Top Couple Is a Bit Sweet

Chapter 23: Twenty-third day in the pit

This excuse for begging for joy was something Wen Li could not think of.

She even couldn't tell whether he was too deep into the play, or he was already out of the play, whether "Xianzun" was talking to "Ferret", or Song Yan was talking to Wen Li.

But no matter what the situation is, it means that he is not capable of self-control, even when he is working.

Wen Li was slightly upset.

"Does it happen suddenly when you are on the set?"

Holding her arm loosened slightly.

Wen Li was half pushed on the bed by him, but she determined not to lie down, propped the bed with her elbows, and barely took up the strength of Song Yan's pressure on her.

His hoarse voice suddenly became clearer, and he explained indifferently: "I haven't played this kind of script."

There is not much serious plot, every episode is almost the male and female protagonist who is tired of crookedness, that little ferret is like a man who has never seen a man in eight hundred years, sticking to the male protagonist every day, it is both coquettish and cute, look at the male protagonist’s eyes It's also to love as much as you like.

Look at this one now.

She was reluctant to let her restore the drama she had played.

Wen Li felt that he was ridiculing herself, after all, she became popular on this idol drama of little love and love.

Yes, he has never acted.

What he played was all about family and country justice, suspenseful psychology, and criminal actions, all of which were big books that had nothing to do with love and love.

"Then why did you choose this drama? To put it bluntly, don't you just like to watch this kind of love story?!" Wen Li sneered and retorted, "Besides, we all have professional qualities. Called the card, otherwise you think how the play passed the trial? Do you think everyone is like you? Relying on acting to take advantage of others!"

She talked a lot of eloquently, but she loosened Song Yan's eyebrows a bit.

"Then now there is no director calling card next to me, can I continue?"

Wen Li was blocked by him again.

How do you feel that his focus seems to be completely different from his own?

But Song Yan's question was not really asking her for advice, but just trying to bite her lips gently while she was in a daze.

After a long while, Wen Li turned his head to the side and took a small breath.

He was pinched his chin and turned back, taking away his hard-earned breath again.

The weight on his body became more and more obvious. He left for a few seconds in the middle, propped up his body and went to the bedside table to find something.

Wen Li quietly opened one eye to see that the short hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, his lips were tightly pressed, and the knots of his apple were rolling.

The packaging was a little difficult to tear, and she heard him "tsk" and gritted her teeth impatiently.

When the two breaths were mixed, the light smell of Song Yan's body and the warm tangerine fragrance of Wen Li's body gradually melted into cold and strong air.

Spring is obviously over, but Brother Sanli still wants to pay Song Meiren public food.

By the way, when was the first time you paid public food?

It seems that after two months of marriage, two people were invited to a media reception. They both drank a little, and the driver sent them home together.

At that time, he was not familiar with it. In Wen Li's eyes, Song Yan was still the unsmiling senior when he was in high school.

The two people staggered their schedules, and both acquiesced that they would sleep in the master bedroom when the other person was away. Therefore, neither of them had the conscious of giving the guest a bed in advance.

so awkward.

In fact, **** can’t be messed up after drinking, because the motivation is not pure.

It should be Wen Li who was dishonest first, fell asleep and turned over, and her soft body accidentally bumped into Song Yan.

Later Song Yan woke her up, breathing a strong scent of alcohol, and asked her if it was okay.

Under the light of the moon, the impeccable face in front of the camera was so unpredictably magnified several times and unfolded before my eyes.

Human beings are not as noble as they think.

At least in this case.

Later, she heard in a daze that Song Yan called her "school girl" when she was panting.

Wen Li inevitably thought of the past.

It was Bosen who introduced them to them.

Bai Sen said to Wen Li, this my buddy, Song Yan.

Then Bosen introduced her to Song Yan. He wanted to introduce her name, but somehow suddenly wanted to make Wen Li angry, so he deliberately told Song Yan, this is my fiancee.

Wen Li hated the so-called feudal marriage arranged by her elders, and even more hated the marriage with Bai Sen, who grew up with him, and immediately became angry and stepped on his sneakers.

But Song Yan didn't respond to this, and faintly said.

Wen Li looked at the boy in front of him who had a completely different temperament from Bosenge. From his calm and indifferent gaze, he could see that he didn't seem to like himself very much.

She has been a very high-spirited girl since she was a child. Since he doesn't like herself, she has no interest in dealing with him.

Life is really impermanent.

"Ms. Song."

The man beside him answered: "Huh?"

"Since you don't like this drama I played, why did you choose this one again?"

"I don't like it." Song Yan said, "If I don't like it, I won't choose it."

"What? You really like this show?"

She didn't like it, and even felt that the acting skills she contributed to this play were black history, but she didn't expect him to like it.

Every day I know that I pull the male protagonist’s sleeves to be cute and act like a baby. Whenever I feel wronged, I look at the male protagonist with tears in my eyes. He is obviously a little fairy who has practiced for a hundred years, but he has no long bones. .

She did not show her noble and glamorous demeanor at all.

"Yes, I like it."

Wen Li scoffed, teasing her tone: "I didn't expect that you, a big man, would also like this kind of love and love?"

"Does anyone rule that men can't like it?"

"That's not true." Wen Li asked him again, "If you want to like it, why don't you do it yourself? Always pick the kind of scripts that are bitter and hateful?"

"All those who are looking for me are scripts with a lot of bitterness and hatred, what can I do?" Song Yan closed his eyes and lowered his voice. "I see that there are so many books in Master Wen's hand that he hasn't introduced them to me."

"What?" Wen Li wondered if he had a funny brain. "You want to shoot and still use my introduction? You go to the circle of friends and shout twice. I guarantee that there will be at least 20 books in front of you tomorrow."

Song Yan smiled: "Twenty is not enough."

Wen Li curiously leaned over and asked, "How many are there?"

With her eyes wide open, she rarely asked about his work.

Song Yan replied warmly, "Not many, maybe three or four," he turned his head, blinked, and suddenly pinched her face. "But thanks to Teacher Towen, there is a very good one recently. The book is here."

Wen Li was dumbfounded: "What do you mean?"

"It's a Republican book, spy warfare type."

"Oh, what does that have to do with me?"

"Because the director saw the variety show we recorded in Star City last time, he contacted my agent." Song Yan looked at her blankly, suddenly felt a little confused, "Did your agent tell you about this book?"

Wen Li shook his head: "No."

She still dare not touch the movie book too much. First, she can't afford the big box office. Second, there are indeed walls in movies and TV shows. Some movie cafes with great acting skills will overturn when making TV shows. What's more, she is nailed to the TV series. Circle.

In the era of high traffic, although TV series and movies seem to be less distinct than they were years ago, there is still a certain gap between the two for practitioners in the entertainment industry.

Art is not divided into three or six or nine classes, but people love to divide everything around themselves into three, six or nine classes.

Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Tomorrow, I will ask Sister Dan." Wen Li didn't pay much attention to this matter. "You said that the director watched the variety show we recorded. Is this the segment of our tribute to the classic movie and TV? The one in the Republic of China costume?"

Song Yan nodded, "But to be precise, it's because of that photo."

"Which one?"

"Listening to the director, he seems to have seen it on Weibo."

Wen Li immediately took the phone to search, and directly searched for the names of himself and Song Yan, followed by the two keywords of "Republic of China".

It was the photo taken by the photographer in the dressing room at the backstage when she and Song Yan had just changed into the Republican costumes.

This photo was sent by a marketing account.

Those old photos of the Republic of China:

"Today this is not an old photo. But it still makes me go back to the era of glitz, but decadence.

"I have failed in my whole life. I can't wait for a rain in the first three years of the Republic of China, and I can't wait for a sentence I love you"-"Old Dream 1913"

The accompanying photo is the group photo of Song Yan and Wen Li. The photo is specially made into the texture of an old photo, with a black and white background, and a little yellowish, as if this photo was from the era of raging fire more than a hundred years ago.

In the photo, the man in military uniform and the woman in cheongsam are standing side by side. They have beautiful appearance and outstanding temperament. The man is upright and the woman has a gentle smile.

This Weibo has a total of 80,000 optical reposts. No fan has reposted more than ten or twenty times in order to make data. It was first reposted by several big Vs, and then reposted by passers-by. The spread is very wide.

"The first reaction I saw was that the Republican couple looked like Song Yan and Wen Li and then they were really??"

"I can't say the second word except never."

"From then on, all the protagonists in the novels of the Republic of China have a face."

"Mom's fans? Fans? Fans? The marketing accounts that are usually cold can be touched. How are you going to be fat today! Quickly turn to you to see the heat, let us passers-by to watch their co-operating Republican drama! @宋砚和温荔Fans of

Wen Li stared at the photo for a long time.

She decided to fight for one and asked if Sister Dan had missed the script she sent over.

"Does it look good?" Song Yan asked softly, "I watched it for so long."

Wen Li stared at the tall and handsome Song Yan in the photo, and said, "I'm so beautiful."

——

The photo of the Republic of China has been on Weibo for a little half a month, but "You Are in the World" is in trouble.

The reason is that the drama selected by Song Yan, the Xianxia drama that Wen Li starred in four years ago, was put in the eyes of the review four years ago, and it can still be broadcasted on the webcast platform without any problems, but it was placed four years later. In the eyes of the reviewer, that drama had already been deleted to a very high degree, and it was removed from the shelves and put on the shelves again. In the end, it barely survived to this day.

Therefore, in the third issue of "There is You in the World", the small theater about this Xianxia drama was ruthlessly beaten back and demanded to be deleted.

Program groups can only be deleted.

Sure enough, the trailer just came out, and fans immediately noticed that the other guests were all acting in two works, one from the works of the husband and the wife respectively, and there was only one for the salt-grain pair, which was still a kind of anti-serial rivalry. .

"???"

"The other guests are men and women, why is the salt of our brother brotherhood?"

"Please change the name of your program to be called Brothers in the World"

"The other guests hugged each other, why did our family point their guns at each other!!!"

"I just want to see them kiss! They hug! They are crooked! They are slimy!"

The program team did not dare to speak for this reason, so they could only secretly poke and inform Teacher Wen and Teacher Song in the live broadcast that it was not that the program group did not release it, but the review was too strict. They had no choice, please focus on the fans. Fire scolding for review, don't hurt the program team.

Wen Li knew that the dark history of her spicy eyes would not be released, so he sighed in relief and resolutely agreed.

By the way, in the evening, a small 30-second trailer of the salt couple was quietly put on to appease the salt CP fans.

Wen Li and Song Yan didn't know this. Under the arrangement of the program group, two days before the charity ceremony, in order to complete the final tasks of the third phase, they opened the live broadcast room at home.

Wen Li: "Good evening everyone."

Song Yan: "Good evening."

The audience in the live broadcast room whizzed up.

"Double live!!! I'm waiting!!!"

"It's finally not Sanli's business alone this time."

"Beauty Three Powers Beauty Three Powers Beauty Three Powers Beauty Three Powers Beauty Three Powers"

Last time, only Wen Li was broadcast live, so she could only read the list of gifts that fans brushed. This time with Song Yan, she poked Song Yan’s arm and told him: "Thank you, Mr. Song. A gift from fans."

These gifts received will be discounted by the platform and donated to charities. Song Yan must cooperate.

"Thank you..." Song Yan squinted at the fan ID and said with a smile, "The one hundred deep-water submarines of the'Beauty Three Forces Several Times in One Night', privacy, inconvenient to answer, sorry."

Wen Li's eyes went dark suddenly, and the fan came again!

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned. Last time Wen Li refused to read the Tiger Wolf ID, he didn't expect Song Yan to read it like this without changing his face, and he answered his mother.

"???"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha and resemble sister Li."

"Thank you, thank you, it's knocked out."

"Okay, it's starting to make up for the brain."

"Fuck, they really know how to doi!!! This is not a dream!!!"

Wen Li: "..."

She turned her head to look at Song Yan, saying with earnest thoughts: "Mr. Song, don't read this kind of ID risky in the future. Be careful that the live broadcast room is blocked."

Song Yan raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

"No, no, no, no, no"

"Beauty, ignore her and she is shy"

"Sanli, your old-fashioned thing is your business, please don't deprive fans of the fun of pornography, OK?

"What are you doing, can you be healthy in your mind?" Wen Li started arguing with fans again, "How old are you? Are you grown up? You speak so arrogantly?"

"My mother's only wish before I am 80 is to see you kiss each other."

"The grandma in front of you is 80, can you be bold! Make love!"

"Sixteen! What's wrong! Any comments?"

"If you are not active in pornography, you have problems with your thinking."

Song Yan smiled happily, leaning on his chin, with his eyes bent, sitting next to him quietly listening to Wen Li quarreling with the barrage.

Until finally there was a serious barrage.

"Beauty Sanli, have you watched the 30-second trailer posted by the program group just now on Weibo?"

The white barrage looked so pure and flawless under a string of yellow barrage that Wen Li quickly noticed it.

"No, did you just post it?"

"Yes, yes, you can go and see now."

"Hahahahahahahahahaha, go and see!!!!!!"

"It's cut very well!"

Wen Li thought about it for a while, and didn't think the content recorded at home a few days ago was so exciting. He turned around and asked Song Yan's opinion: "Look at that?"

Song Yan nodded: "Look."

So Wen Li took out his mobile phone and planned to have a live reaction to the live camera.

The two people looked down at their phones, completely unaware that the barrage had changed faces one after another.

"Come here, come here, community death warning hahahahahahaha"

"Sisters, you are so bad, I like it so much hahahahahahaha"

"Today's Yanlishe Dead Card-Didi"

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