Fall In Love With A Substitute

In film and television bases, big and small stars can be seen everywhere, and Shen Yu is walking on the road. No one but his fans will look at him.

But she is Lin Qinglu.

Behind the shop window, many people poked their heads and looked over in secret.

The breeze blew, and the shop's wind chimes jingled.

Jian Yixin took a step back and said, "You laughed, we are just friends."

The gap between the two increased, Lin Qinglu stood up straight, nodded indifferently to this standard answer, and raised her leg to leave.

Lin Qinglu's long windbreaker was blown away by the wind and brushed the side of Jian Yixin's legs. The moment he passed by, Jian Yixin changed his mind.

"To be precise, I used to be a friend, but now I don't want to be a friend with him." Jian Yixin tilted his head slightly, his voice was not high or low, and he successfully stopped Lin Qinglu.

Looking at the lively people across the shop window with them, no sound can be heard.

Lin Qinglu looked over.

Jian Yixin was very calm.

Since Lin Qinglu's familiar relationship with Shen Yu was found out, she stood up without breaking it. In Lin Qinglu's heart, she always had a label of "related to Shen Yu".

Usually communication is fine, but the behavior of wanting to be a friend and letting oneself help her is not so abrupt, this label must be torn off.

Perhaps Lin Qinglu's affection for her hasn't increased, and she even feels that she is too innocent, and she will become a fan.

However, simply is never a derogatory term.

Jian Yixin avoided Lin Qinglu's eyes and put on a proper expression, with a low tone of voice:

"I used to be a fan of him, but after contacting him, he was different from what I thought."

"Sure enough, there is still a need for distance between idols and fans."

Song Pian frowned, because she practiced dancing since she was a child, and she has a graceful and elegant temperament, like a flawless white swan.

It showed melancholy, like an elf lost in the middle of Wuhu Lake, beautiful and fragile.

Lin Qinglu lost consciousness for a while, but quickly returned.

Gee, innocent female fan filter broken scene?

She said lightly: "Don't tell me specifically."

"As long as you do your job well, it doesn't matter who you are friends with."

Shen Yu was walking towards her side, Lin Qinglu was too lazy to meet him, and she left without waiting for Song Pianzhen to reply.

The sound of high heels went away.

09 was confused again, and for a moment, the host did not hand in the good recording, but the host admitted his identity as a fan of Shen Yu?

Too late to ask questions, 09 quickly reminded: "Shen Yu is coming soon, how can I tell him?"

Jian Yixin didn't look back at all, just picked a direction and left.

"He won't come."

09 will be doubtful, but after Lin Qinglu left, Shen Yuguo really didn't chase him.

Jian Yixin wrote lightly: "What are you afraid of for men who have to go in and out separately for a meal."

After both of them left, the shop staff behind the window looked back, and said in a rush:

"Lin Qinglu is so beautiful and loves her to death!"

"Who is the other young lady, a new actor?"

"Hurt, I don't know, Meimeimei is done." The employee said, and posted the picture to Weibo:

"After seeing so many actors, I finally waited for the goddess, and the young lady in the same group Reuters [with photos]"

The employees put away their phones with satisfaction, because they didn't add topics and actors' names, they quickly sank in the Internet ocean.

When Lin Qinglu returned with the butterfly cake, assistant Liu Lele was waiting for her in the room.

"...The third bag this month." Liu Lele looked at the butterfly cake, stretched out three fingers, and added two more after saying, "Today is the fifth."

Lin Qinglu pretended not to hear: "If something is going on, let's go back to the court."

Liu Lele sighed and handed over the list: "The list of interviews required by V Video has been sorted out."

V Video is a short video program of normalizing. The first period is less than half an hour. The main interviewees are the behind-the-scenes team of the star and the normalizing crew. They talked about some interesting things about the star. This time I found Lin Qinglu.

Lin Qinglu took it, and Liu Lele said: "V Video is very interested in your daily look, so there are two interview places for the stylist. On the side that represents the crew, the original plan is to dance for Song Pianzhen."

"But Song Pianju..." Liu Lele frowned, obviously not having a good impression of Song Pianju, "I changed to camera, sister, you can see if it works."

Although asked if it would work, Liu Lele knew that her artist didn't care about it at all, and she just didn't care about it.

"What do you do for the camera?" Lin Qinglu smashed the list, lowered his head and concentrated on removing the butterfly cake.

"……Eh?"

What does it mean? Liu Lele was stunned, scratching his head, don't want to take a video?

"Just Song Pianqi." Lin Qinglu raised her eyebrows, her cold scent was diluted by butter, and the smell was so sweet that it melted.

"But she and Shen Yu are so close, in Cao Ying's heart!" Liu Lele was not happy.

Lin Qinglu was amused by her: "What a mess."

"Just a little girl, what can she understand."

However, he is a bit more sensible now.

"It's her, just give it to her."

Lin Qinglu didn't say any more, took the butterfly pastry to her lips.

Between the lips open and close, the fine crumbs stick to the red lips, sweet and soft.

Jian Yixin found a place to have afternoon tea, and by the way explained to 09 the reason why he did that just now.

09 Suddenly realized, closed wheat and meditated.

Jian Yixin took advantage of this effort to focus on Song Pianju's memory. In addition to loving Shen Yu, the idol, Song Pianjiao is gentle, beautiful, versatile, and loved by all at home. Life is like a beautiful fairy tale.

——Even if she suppressed Lin Qinglu for Shen Yu, no one could move her. Lin Qinglu's fans were angry and useless, and the little princess was guarded by the family, unscathed.

Jian Yixin was thinking, the phone vibrated, and the caller ID was Song Zhe, Song Pianju’s brother.

She picked it up: "Brother."

"Little girl." Song Zhe was in the office. When he heard his sister's voice, the corners of his lips curled up. The sternness of the usual training was not seen, and his voice was extremely gentle, "How about today? When will you come back from the crew?"

Jian Yixin imitated Song Pianju's tone and said coquettishly: "I've only been out for a few days, brother."

"It's almost a week." Song Zhe sighed, "You don't let people follow. It's inconvenient to be alone outside. You have to squeeze with people. I want to fund the crew and you won't let me..."

No matter how overbearing the president is, it is the same when nagging his sister.

Song Zhe is much older than the original, and has always raised his younger sister as a daughter. Although Jian Yixin does not need this kind of care, she is patient enough to explain the concerns from her family.

"Injecting capital..." Until it came to capital injection, Jian Yixin did not reject the ability to use banknotes to achieve goals simply and rudely, so he thought for two seconds.

Song Zhe saw the hope of giving money to his sister and said, "How is it?"

"It's not necessary. I am not an actor in the crew, so I will go back after dancing." Jian Yixin thought about it.

"Well, I respect your opinion."

Jian Yixin smiled. She likes this kind of family very much. Although she cares about each other, she respects each other. Therefore, she sincerely said, "Thank you brother."

The younger sister's voice is soft and light, Song Zhe's heart is melted, and she can't wait to give her all the good things in the world, but she doesn't want anything.

Song Zhe didn't give up and said, "Is there really nothing I need to do for you?"

Jian Yixin was so kind, rubbed his forehead, and remembered: "Then, brother, can you help me find a pastry chef?"

Song Zhe: "Huh?"

Jian Yixin looked out the window, and across the road was a chain cake shop. The taste was mediocre. Looking at the packaging, Lin Qinglu bought this one.

Lin Qinglu is famous for eating butterfly cakes.

"It's a small dessert." Jian Yixin smiled slightly, "especially the butterfly cake, I want to eat it recently."

Song Zhe proved his love for his sister with efficiency. The Song family steward sent the pastry chef the next afternoon after the call.

People definitely can't be brought into the crew. The butler takes care of it all. He bought a shop in the film and television base and is intensively renovating it.

This pastry chef is a Chinese, and his resume is full of award winning experiences in various international food competitions. Because Song Pianzhen specifically mentioned butterfly cakes, the pastry chef also brought a copy of the finished product.

The butterfly pastry just out of the oven in the morning is filled with sweetness, and the rich buttery smell wafts out from the cracks in the pastry box, and it smells delicious.

As for the taste, she will take it back to taste it first, and if it is still passed, she will use it to brush Lin Qinglu's favor.

Jian Yixin had a good plan, if he didn't run into Lin Qinglu in the reception hall of the hotel.

Lin Qinglu led the assistant by passing by, and originally only glanced at Jian.

After two or three seconds, her nose moved slightly and her pace slowed down until she stopped completely, looking at the pastry box in Jian Yixin's hand.

Sunglasses covered most of her face, and she couldn't see her expression clearly. Her lips opened slightly and her voice was lazy:

"Song Pianzhen?"

Jian Yixin:...