my secret ex boyfriend

Chapter 8: 8

Every Wednesday afternoon is the public holiday time of N University, which is used for freshmen, freshmen and sophomores to participate in club activities to enrich their extracurricular life.In the drama club, Xu Chaofan is directing newcomer Qi Wangshu to act for the first time.

"You shouldn't be nervous about me, right?"

Xu Chaofan volunteered to take the place of the heroine, and looked at Qi Wangshu expectantly.

An Ling watched the excitement from the side, "I won't be nervous when I face you, but I can laugh when I face you!"

Qi Wangshu glanced at him, Xu Chaofan would have misunderstood, "If you don't let Anling come, Anling is a quiet and handsome man if he doesn't talk, it's definitely easier to get into the drama than facing me."

Just like that, Xu Chaofan handed over the script to An Ling.But this duck was quite happy to be put on the shelf, so he jumped to Qi Wangshu without rushing, "My hero, let's start."

Qi Wangshu looked away from Anling's smiling face awkwardly, and began to recite his lines stiffly.

Xu Chaofan patted his thigh regretfully, "Anling, come down for me, who made you discharge randomly!"

Regarding the matter of the former manager, Qi Wangshu didn't want to say more, and An Ling didn't ask any further questions. He also had a general understanding of how complicated the entertainment industry was, and didn't want to take the initiative to wade into the muddy water.

He burned those pages, feeling something was wrong, and turned to Qi Wangshu, "How do you know where my workplace is?"

As soon as I called, I was near your work, and he didn't mention it at all.

Qi Wangshu was stunned for a moment, and said a little uncomfortably: "I asked Xiaoyu."

"Then you still said to pick me up by the way..." An Ling stopped in the middle of his sentence, how could he just pick him up from get off work by the way, obviously he asked for the address first and then went to pick him up on purpose.

He raised his head to look into Qi Wangshu's eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "You want to make it up to me?" The more he thought about it, the more funny he became, Anling reached out and pinched his chin and shook it, "Just pay me more salary, that's all. boss."

At night, Anling sat in front of the computer, wrapped in a blanket, and typed. The trash can next to him was full of tissues from which he had blown his nose. While typing on the keyboard, he praised his professionalism in his heart.

A good horse does not eat grass.

An Ling was caught in the rain and caught a cold, and his whole brain was in chaos. He thought of this sentence, and typed it out involuntarily, and then deleted it after recovering.

He really didn't care and didn't need to remind himself, he shook his head and smiled wryly, he just wanted to finish this job quickly, stay away from this grass, at least he wouldn't be able to turn back and eat it.

As soon as he opened his eyes the next morning, An Ling knew that his cold was more serious. It was useless to cover him with two quilts and drink a large cup of hot water before going to bed.At this time, I just felt that my nose was stuffed and I couldn't breathe, and I was dizzy. I was so uncomfortable that I didn't get up from the bed for a long time.

Even if you can't get up, you have to climb, and you have to go to work, and you can't be late.An Ling dazedly put on his clothes, opened the door of the room and walked out, just bumping into Xia Xiaoyu next door and going out together.

"Morning Brother Ling!" Xia Xiaoyu greeted him first.

"Early, early." An Ling didn't have the strength to chat, so he just smiled at the other party and walked to the elevator.

"Today is Brother Wangshu's first day of work. We are going to the studio right now. I can take you a while." Xia Xiaoyu was carrying a large backpack and was holding a folding umbrella in his hand.An Ling frowned when he saw it, "Why is it still raining?"

"It's been down all night, but it's not that big now." Xia Xiaoyu and An Ling stood in front of the elevator and waited for the elevator. After chatting for a few words, they realized that something was wrong with An Ling. Didn't it make a mistake? His face was flushed and he was panting with his mouth open. It was obvious, "Brother Ling, do you have a cold?"

After An Ling got sick, he was a little dull, and nodded a little sluggishly, "I'll just take some cold medicine when I get to work."

Xia Xiaoyu was about to say something more when the elevator door in front of him opened, and he greeted the people in the elevator: "Good morning, brother Wang Shu! Good morning, sister Xinran!"

Qi Wangshu and Zhang Xinran were standing in the elevator, they looked up together after hearing the voice.

"Good morning!" Zhang Xinran greeted them, An Ling nodded weakly, and stood quietly by the side after entering the elevator.

"Brother Ling has a cold," Xia Xiaoyu explained for him, "Can Brother Ling take our car later?" He looked at Qi Wangshu.

Xia Xiaoyu has followed Qi Wangshu since his debut, but he is more relaxed when speaking in front of Qi Wangshu than Zhang Xinran, the manager.As the only assistant who has been with Qi Wangshu day and night for three years, Xia Xiaoyu has long been good at figuring out his likes and dislikes from the other party's various subtle words and deeds——Brother Wangshu still thinks highly of Brother Ling.

Qi Wangshu nodded at Xia Xiaoyu, and turned his gaze back to Anling. Without Xia Xiaoyu's explanation, he had already seen how bad Anling's current state was.However, he still looked back bluntly, remembering what An Ling said to him yesterday, he couldn't bear to ignore it.

The elevator door opened, and the shutter sound of "Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa" came faster than the "Shu Shu Zao" of the fans.Xia Xiaoyu and Zhang Xinran guarded Qi Wangshu on the left and right, while Anling was blocked by fans swarming up, unable to keep up, and only walked out of the hotel when the fans dispersed.

Two nanny cars parked at the door.

An Ling went straight to the one closest to him in front.

Cen Ya was yawning and playing with his mobile phone to refresh himself in the car. One of the assistants went back to help him get the royal earphones, but he hadn't come back yet.

When An Ling walked to the front of the car, Cen Ya didn't look up, he thought he was an assistant who just came back, and stretched his hand forward, meaning to ask for earphones.An Ling's mind was completely muddled at the moment, not only did he not realize that he had taken the wrong bus, but he almost got into the wrong bus directly with Cen Ya's outstretched hand.

As soon as their hands touched, the screams followed the hurried footsteps of a person rushing this way, An Ling turned his head, and Qi Wangshu had already grabbed that hand.

Cen Ya raised his head when he heard the sound, and was startled when he saw these two people suddenly appearing in front of his car.

what's the situation?

"This is not our car." Qi Wangshu said in a low voice, pulling An Ling to go in the direction of his car.

An Ling immediately realized what had happened, and before he was embarrassed, he saw the group of fans stopped by the security guard and Xia Xiaoyu, each of them had hostility and inquiry towards him.

He shook off Qi Wangshu's hand at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and quickly got into Cen Ya's car, "I'm in the car of the handsome guy, you hurry back."

Qi Wangshu was startled slightly, he stretched his hand halfway forward and then stopped, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Later Xia Xiaoyu whispered to him: "Brother Wangshu, let's get in the car." The two turned around and walked quickly to their car.

In Cen Ya's car, Cen Ya himself looked confused, "Did you get my consent?"

An Ling smiled and looked at him, "I'm sorry, just find an intersection and put me down later."

Reaching out without hitting the smiling man, Cen Ya looked him up and down, picked up his sunglasses and put them on, "Where are you going, tell the driver."

After a while, Cen Ya's assistant came back, and their car started on the road.

"Who are you, Qi Wangshu?"

An Ling followed the voice and turned around. Behind him, Cen Ya was wearing sunglasses and headphones, and his legs were crossed. He asked the other party uncertainly, "Are you asking me?"

"Who else could it be if it wasn't you?" Cen Ya scoffed.

"You can still talk to me with headphones? No music playing?" An Ling smiled and glanced at him, "I'm not someone like him, just an employee."

"What employee?" Cen Ya leaned forward to An Ling, pressed down his sunglasses, and winked at him, "The bed warmer?"

What's going on in this kid's mind?

An Ling glanced at him speechlessly, waved at him, and the other party moved closer knowingly, An Ling reached out to push his earphones away, put them in his ears and lowered his voice, "I'm a serious screenwriter, little handsome guy."

Due to the cold, Anling's nasal voice was a bit heavy, and after deliberately suppressing it, it was indescribably sexy.Cen Ya immediately turned his head away, feeling as if he had been molested, and glared at him in disbelief.An Ling just looked at him leisurely, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Cen Ya blushed instantly.

"I'm just guessing, after all, isn't that what Qi Wangshu likes..." Cen Ya muttered and sat back.One of the assistants gave An Ling a concerned look, and reminded him, "Young Master Cen, brother Xiao told you not to talk nonsense."

"Where did I talk nonsense? Do you dare to say that Qi Wangshu doesn't like to go through the back door?" Cen Ya glared at the little assistant.

"Who did you listen to?" An Ling turned to look at him, the smile on his face was gone.

Cen Ya was a little unhappy when he saw him, but he didn't yell like he did to his assistant. He just poked his neck a little aggrieved and said, "My manager is Wei Xiao, and he was Qi Wangshu's manager before."

Smile?

An Ling narrowed his eyes and gave him a disdainful smile, "Do you also believe the slander after the breakup with your ex-colleague? You are an adult, you should know that disaster comes from your mouth, and you have to be responsible for what you say."

The two assistants looked at An Ling together in horror, waiting for the young master to get angry and overturn the whole car.

Cen Ya was stunned, he opened his mouth and looked at An Ling, thinking what are you, you dare to teach me a lesson?

Anling works in a government agency and knows how to slap a sweet date after a slap. He looked at Cenya Mountain, where the rain was about to come, and the building was full of wind. He lowered his head and smiled, then raised his head and looked directly at the other party, "I just said something a little bit Heavy, don't mind, alas, I also see that you look good, and I have a good impression of you in my heart, so I want to remind you..."

"Who wants you to remind?" Cen Ya got the sweet dates, his face turned cloudy, he snorted coldly and looked out the window, "For the sake of you being my fan, I don't care about you."

who is your fan...

An Ling smiled and turned around, thinking of the dangerous smile on the child's mouth, the smile on his face gradually faded, but now he has a severe cold and headache, so he can only put it aside and remember it, and then he will take it out to settle accounts later.

Soon he arrived at the place where Anling was going to get off the car. He said goodbye to Cen Ya and was about to get off the car when the other party stopped him, "When do you get off work in the afternoon?"

An Ling raised his eyebrows, this question sounds familiar.

Cen Ya was awkward, and said in a blunt tone, "When I come back from the set, I can give you another favor."

"No need," An Ling took out a cigarette from the cigarette case after landing, sandwiched it between his middle finger and index finger, and waved at Cen Ya, "Our time is not right, next time it happens to take your car. "

Cen Ya sat back in the car, and the driver continued to drive forward in the nanny car. He turned his head and looked back thoughtfully. An Ling was leaning on the railing next to the trash can, smoking a cigarette. By coincidence, he turned his head to the car He glanced in the direction he was going.

Cen Ya hurriedly turned around.