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date="2021-10-08"

title="Chapter 11 The Eleventh Day Without Leaving"

weight="139318"

series = ["The Entertainment Industry Waits For Our Divorce"]

mode = "manual"

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Liang Yan drank more and more dizzy, but Zhou Zhibo refused to talk about the drama, and only kept sloppy, so she finally found an excuse to sober up, walked on the wall and fell soft under the foot, just about to squat down and relax for a while. , Was picked up by the collar from the ground.

"What are you doing." Liang Yan frowned and snatched his collar back, without noticing who was picking her up.

Liang Yan huffed and gasped against the cold wall, as if he would wake up a little bit like this.

Most of Lu Lincheng hid in the dark and light of the bar, making sure it would not be too noticeable here, then he glanced at Liang Yan, frowned slightly, and asked, "Where is Jiang Mu? Are you here to play, or Something else?"

Liang Yan felt that he had run into a nosy stranger, and shook his head and stammered: "I'm not here to play, I, I'll come to talk and work."

As soon as she finished speaking, a man suddenly walked beside him, one of the assistant directors called by Zhou Zhibo. The man found Liang Yan lying on the wall, but he did not pay attention to Lu Lincheng who was standing in the dark. Liang Yan's wrist: "Liang Yan, Brother Zhou is calling you, go home."

Liang Yan reflexively wanted to pull out his wrist, shaking his head and reluctant to follow him: "No, I'm not going, you tell him that I'm going home, I'm not going."

The man still clenched Liang Yan's wrist tightly, but he didn't force her any more, he just laughed and said, "Aren't we talking about filming? You wouldn't be happy if you don't go to Brother Zhou like this. Many people are waiting to see him. There is no chance."

Liang Yan was stunned, lowered his head and bit his lower lip.

The person continued to add: "Don't worry, we will send you back personally later, how about it?" He said, letting go of Liang Yan's wrist, "Come on, come with me."

Liang Yan seemed to struggle, and finally raised his head slowly: "I'm sorry, I won't go, I really won't go back."

"I want to go home, I'm already, drunk."

The expression on the man's face suddenly changed: "Liang Yan, don't be upset."

He made a gesture to pull Liang Yan, Liang Yan staggered, and the man turned his head.

The man found that Liang Yan seemed to be being pulled by his arm, and was trying to make people not to be nosy, but when he raised his head, he was shocked and speechless.

"Lu Lulu..."

Lu Lincheng grabbed Liang Yan with one hand, his face was covered with frost, and his lips were cold and cold: "Is that Zhou Zhibo Zhou?"

The man never expected to meet Lu Lincheng, and then glanced at the drunk Liang Yan, with cold sweat on his forehead: "No, that, listen to me, we really just came here with Ms. Liang..."

Halfway through his words, Lu Lincheng didn't seem to be interested in listening at all, sneered, and then walked away with Liang Yan in his arms.

The man looked at the backs of the two of them, and Lu Lin Cheng's sneer like hell shudder echoed in his ears, shuddering.

So what is the relationship between Lu Lincheng and Liang Yan?

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Liang Yan was screamed and threw it onto the hotel suite sofa.

Just now, was irritated all the way in the car. Lu Lincheng panted slightly after successfully getting her into the room, his shirt sleeves rolled to his forearms, and his brows tightened while looking at the crooked woman on the sofa with his arms akimbo.

"Liang Yan."

Liang Yan woke up a bit after tossing, rubbing his swollen temples and sat up on the sofa, only then did he recognize Lu Lincheng who was sitting on the opposite side.

The one who fished her out was Lu Lincheng...

Liang Yan stretched out a white and tender finger: "Lu...Lin Cheng."

Lu Lincheng endured all the way, and now he finally had a chance to talk. He looked at Liang Yan who seemed to be confused, and he didn't care whether she could understand her or not: "Do you think you are very capable? Talking about work in a bar, but also Can we talk after drinking wine?"

"What kind of person is Zhou Zhiming, don't you know?"

Liang Yan didn't know if he understood what Lu Lincheng said, hehe smirked twice: "I know."

So Lu Lincheng really wanted to pry Liang Yan’s head open to see what’s in it, and laughed angrily: “You know you’re uneasy, and you still go? The last time you hit my hand, this time you hit my hand again, Liang Smoke, should I say you are lucky or am I unlucky?"

"Last time?" Liang Yan looked up ignorantly, saw Lu Lincheng's angry face, and then shook his head. The memory of those three years was still blank, so I couldn't remember it.

"Um, I'm sorry." Liang Yan buried his head, with a pained expression on his face. "I can't remember, I really amnesia."

Lu Lincheng laughed again: "Amnesia? It's this excuse again, isn't it? Amnesia, so the same stupid thing can be committed a second time. If I'm not here tonight, Liang Yan, where are you now? Huh?"

After Liang Yan was drunk, he looked like a child criticized by his parents.

The air was quiet, and Lu Lincheng seemed to want to scold him until he heard a joke.

Liang Yan sucked the tears in his nose and sobbed.

She wiped her nose directly with her cuff, but the tears and nose were wiped more and more: "Oh, don't you, scold me."

Lu Lincheng saw Liang Yan's tears, then gritted his teeth: "You should scold."

Liang Yan burst into tears, whipping up and down aggrieved, and kept talking drunk.

"Do you think we have 18 lines, is it easy..."

"You think I want to go, you think I want to drink, you think I don't know, but the producer, I can't afford to offend oh oh oh..."

"You are so popular, of course, you don’t understand my situation. I have no filming. I used to, before," Liang Yan burped a little alcohol. It’s time to use me to look good, and then the role is always taken away by someone who shows up."

"I don't know what's going on." Liang Yan cried like tears, her cheeks flushed, "Kang it," she gestured exaggeratedly when she was drunk, "I can't remember anything, I used to No matter how miserable, there are still scenes. Why now, there is nothing left now ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh? ... scold me at regular intervals every day."

For a moment, Lu Lincheng couldn't tell whether Liang Yan was really drunk or pretending to be drunk. He only heard her talk so much, the breath in his chest suddenly went down a lot.

He took out his cell phone and took a look at the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

I have to get up early and start work tomorrow.

Lu Lincheng sighed, put Liang Yan on the bed and lay down, then resignedly wiped her hands and feet with a towel as a wash.

As soon as Liang Yan touched the bed, he closed his eyes and fumbled, took off his clothes and threw them under the bed. He slept for a while, and then felt the mattress next to him sink down.

Lu Lincheng had just taken a shower, with the faint mint smell of shower gel all over his body.

He was filming at a film and television base, and he lived in a hotel with only one bed.

Liang Yan's memory was confused again.

How could this scene be a bit familiar? Last time, it seemed, it seemed to be the same. She was sleeping alone at night, and when the mattress next to her sank, Lu Lincheng came back.

Then, then...

Liang Yan blushed and buried his head in the pillow.

In order to piss him off the next day, she told him that she didn't feel it.

Lu Lincheng stretched out his hand to turn off the bedside lamp and saw Liang Yan like an ostrich with his head buried in the sand, and asked, "What's the matter? A headache?"

"No." Liang Yan's muffled voice passed through the pillow, her face suffocated in the pillow for a while, and finally she did not hold it, raising her head and gasping for breath.

Lu Lincheng turned off the light, and the room was instantly filled with darkness. He turned over and said, "Go to sleep."

Liang Yan was a little mad in his heart for some reason. He didn't know if he was drunk or awake. He heard the faint breath of Lu Lin Cheng's body and suddenly said:

"The one I told you last time didn't feel like it was a lie to you."