Yan Ting lowered his head and ate the oranges fed by Li Zhao. The sour smell immediately seized all the taste buds in his mouth. He swallowed it expressionlessly.

"You swallowed it?" Li Zhao saw that Yan Ting didn't frown, and quickly took out a piece of candy from his pocket and gave it to Yan Ting: "I'm teasing you, this orange is so sour that my teeth are almost falling off."

Eating this kind of green-skinned orange is like playing a good luck turntable. Some are moist and sweet, while others are so sour. Li Zhao didn't expect that Yan Ting, who is so sour, could swallow such a sour orange, and immediately admire him: "You are still great."

"This is good." Yan Ting took out a yellowed thin orange and put it in Li Zhao's palm.

"This one looks very sweet." Li Zhao peeled it and ate it, and gave Yan Ting another one: "This time it's really sweet, you can try it."

Seeing that Yan Ting ate the orange he handed over without thinking, Li Zhao picked up the pillow and sat cross-legged on the sofa: "Tingting, you are too honest, what if I lied to you again?"

"This doesn't matter." Yan Ting chose two yellowed oranges and put them in front of Li Zhao.

"It's over, I feel guilty about bullying honest people." Li Zhao fell on Yan Ting and said earnestly: "Tingting, if you can't be so honest with others in the future, you will suffer."

The Li Zhao brand anti-fraud and anti-theft class is about to start.

He gave Yan Ting a popular story about how many friends cheated on his friends. Li Zhao drank two sips of water to moisten his throat: "These are all real. How careful do you have to be in the future? Do you know?"

"Know."

"That's right." Li Zhao patted his shoulder with satisfaction: "You sit down first, I'll go to the kitchen to see the soup."

When Li Zhao went to the kitchen, Yan Ting picked up the candy that Li Zhao gave him on the table, peeled off the candy paper and put it in his mouth.

The sugar is very sweet.

There were only two people to have dinner in the evening, and Li Zhao only stir-fryed a few dishes, but Yan Ting gave him face and ate all the rice bowl into his stomach.

After dinner, Yan Ting offered to say goodbye and Li Zhao sent him out.

Yan Ting stood in the night, and the night wind blew his outer robe. He stopped and looked back at Li Zhao who was standing in the light: "When will you come back?"

"Before the Spring Festival." Li Zhao smiled and said, "Will we celebrate the New Year together then?"

In the deep pupils, there was infinite darkness. Yan Ting put his hand into his jacket pocket and nodded slowly: "Okay." He turned around and walked out of the door, stepping on the darkness that could not be shined by the street lights.

"Wait!" Li Zhao suddenly called him, returned to the room, took out a cute waist-behind cushion and ran to Yan Ting: "This was given by the organizer when I participated in the event. You sit in the office every day, and it will be more comfortable to have this one."

Yan Ting looked at the smiling doll embroidered on his waist and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

"What are you saying to me?" Li Zhao waved his hand: "Go back to bed early, and we will contact us on our phone in the next month."

"Yeah." Yan Ting walked back with a pillow in one hand.

"Don't go to the dim places, pay attention to your feet." Li Zhao reminded behind her with a voice.

Yan Ting stopped. He looked at the place that was only two steps away from him and was shining by street lights, and looked back at Li Zhao.

Li Zhao stood under the light at the gate and was looking at him with concern.

He paused for a moment and slowly stepped his foot into the place where the lights were shining. The lights were a little dazzling, and he didn't like them, but he could bear it.

The next morning, Li Zhao took the suitcase and got on the car to the airport. When he boarded the plane, he met Song Yu unexpectedly in the first class cabin.

"Brother Song, what a coincidence." Li Zhao smiled brightly at Song Yu.

He came, he came, and walked with a great stride with delicious late-night snacks and milk tea.

Facing Li Zhao's passionate eyes, Song Yu felt a little tired, although he had not found the reason for his fatigue.

Maybe it's because Li Zhao was so annoying?

When they arrived at the crew of "Tiange", Li Zhao was once again warmly received by the crew staff. Although their attitude was not as exaggerated as the crew last time, Li Zhao still felt the influence of the ability of money.

"Teacher Li, the crew has arranged a lounge for you and Teacher Song. The crew has limited conditions, so I have to feel wronged that you and Teacher Song share a lounge." The crew staff brought Li Zhao to his exclusive lounge and Song Yu: "Look at if there is anything else that needs to be purchased, I will ask the drama staff to arrange it as soon as possible."

"It's already very good, so don't bother everyone anymore." Seeing that the lounge has all the equipment and even two computers, Li Zhao knew that the crew had spent a lot of energy to receive him and Song Yu.

Seeing that Li Zhao was so easy to talk to, the staff members secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The actors arranged by the employer's father are the God of Wealth in the crew. If they can not offend, they should try not to offend them.

When Song Yu walked into the lounge and saw Li Zhao sitting inside, the smile on his face collapsed.

The staff behind him were still explaining to him enthusiastically: "I heard from the crew that Teacher Song and Teacher Li are good friends, so I specially arranged the two together..."

He doesn't want to speak, he just wants to be quiet.

On the day of the opening ceremony of "Tiange", Li Zhao registered his Weibo account and forwarded the crew's promotional Weibo. Fans who had been looking forward to Li Zhao's opening Weibo were so excited that they almost cried on the spot.

"Grandma, come out quickly, your idol has finally opened Weibo."

"My little kid finally knows that there is a kind of software called Weibo in the world? My mother cries so loudly."

"Zizi, you have the ability to register on Weibo, you have the ability to take selfies!"

"Ahhhhh, my baby actually joined the crew of "Sky Song"!!"

"Baby, act well, we'll wait for your new drama."

As the number of clicks on "The Domineering Female General" on the Internet has increased, Li Zhao has gradually become popular. If Strawberry Entertainment had not controlled the advertising endorsement very strictly, countless merchants would have come to him.

Song Yu secretly opened Weibo and saw Li Zhao reposting the crew's promotional Weibo, which was even more comments than his original Weibo. His heart suddenly turned into a lemon, and he went from head to toe.

At noon, the agent called and praised: "You have finally become sensible and know how to maintain your friend's personality. I like Li Zhao's first Weibo post."

Like? What like?

Song Yu opened Weibo and saw that many fans in the comments were discussing his friendship with Li Zhao. He also said that after Li Zhao posted on Weibo, Song Yu was the first person in the crew of "The Domineering Female General" to actively follow Li Zhao and like it.

He is not, he does not, he just slips his hands.

Looking at the following list, Li Zhao didn't even turn back to him? Even if he just slipped his hand and followed him, Li Zhao should turn back to him immediately, otherwise where would he put his face?

"You go and tell Li Zhao and let him return to me immediately." Song Yu called out to his assistant: "He established his good friend's character, don't let others laugh at me."

The assistant was speechless. At the beginning, Li Zhao said that they were good friends, wasn’t it to help him rescue him?

But he didn't dare to say this. If he said it, with Song Yu's dog-tempered temper, he would definitely be able to remove the dressing room.

When Song Yu's assistant went to find Li Zhao, Li Zhao was playing against an old actor. The old actor did not have many TV series works every year, but he was a national first-class actor and had very superb acting skills.

Li Zhao had a face that was loved by old men and girls, so Song Yu saw the old actor smiling and teaching Li Zhao the experience of acting to him. Li Zhao listened very seriously, probably because of this seriousness that he pleased the old actor. It was not until the assistant walked up to Li Zhao that the old actor stopped talking.

"If you think about this scene, please ask me if you have any questions." The old actor put his hand behind him and left with satisfaction.

The old actors used to have another problem, that is, when they see young actors with aura, they want them to perform better. Because of this, some young actors say behind their backs that he is a good teacher.

He has restrained a lot in recent years until he met Li Zhao. From his perspective, Li Zhao's acting skills are wild and are not meticulous enough in many places. However, acting skills can be learned, but the aura brought by the actors themselves is difficult. When he was excited, he made an old problem.

Fortunately, Li Zhao was willing to learn, and the two hit it off, and in just a few days the crew actually felt a bit of a friend.

When the old actor walked away, Song Yu's assistant asked with a dry smile: "Teacher Li, Brother Song asked me to buy milk tea. What do you want to drink? I'll bring you a cup."

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Li Zhao refused politely, but he had already thought about the taste of milk tea in his heart.

"It's just a walk, why don't you buy the vanilla flavor you used to like?"

"Okay." Li Zhao nodded: "The vanilla tastes good."

"Okay." The assistant's smile became a little unnatural: "Teacher Li, I heard that you have opened your Weibo account. Brother Song is very happy. He has followed your account just now."

So you should go back to the gate quickly. If you don’t go back to the gate, Brother Song’s dog temper will explode!

"The account was opened by the assistant. I will go to the fans' comments later." Li Zhao looked up at the sky: "It's getting dark, you go early and come back soon."

The assistant felt that Li Zhao might not understand his hint at all...

The farthest distance in the world is not life or death, but that he wants Li Zhao to follow Song Ge’s Weibo, and Li Zhao only has the cup of milk tea that he has not bought yet.

"Okay. When you read the comments from fans, remember to follow the people in our crew." Assistant Song Yu has not given up: "Everyone has to work together for two or three months. If they don't pay attention to each other, the outside world will mistakenly think that there is something wrong with the actors."

"Okay, thanks for the reminder."

So you should buy milk tea.

The eyes of the two of them met in the evening night sky, showing a satisfied smile, and they thought the other party had understood what they meant.

When Song Yu's assistant left, Li Zhao took his phone from Dake and found that his number of fans had exceeded 500,000: "Is my popularity so high? I have 500,000 fans in less than a day after opening Weibo?"

"Well, it's quite cheap to buy fans now. In order not to arouse the suspicion of fans, the company only bought 400,000 fans, and 100,000 of them are real fans." Da Ke was very satisfied with Li Zhao's number of fans.

Li Zhao: “…”

It turns out that only one-fifth of the fans are real, and all the rest are fake fans?

"Don't be frustrated. After 8 o'clock in the evening, it is the peak period for netizens to browse Weibo. The company will help with the operation and it will also increase a lot of active fans." Da Ke looked over the filming schedule: "You have a night scene in the evening. After the night scene is over, I will take a photo of you and put it on Weibo."

"I still have to chat with my friends after filming the film." Li Zhao picked up his phone and looked at his face, slapped it and started editing the Weibo: "Just post it now."

Ancestor! Stop for your idol’s burden!

That's the death selfie angle. You haven't had any beauty or edited pictures!

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