After reconciling with my ex, I became extremely popular.

Chapter16

In the end, the two still walked around together.

Passing through the corridor of the teaching building set, stepping on the brick-red plastic runway. During this period, Wang Lin had been walking quietly beside Tao Feng. When he heard him introduce something, he nodded in cooperation and occasionally commented a few words.

The more Tao Feng walked, the more unreal he felt.

It was like without those eight years in between. He was back to the days when he was bored after class and took his junior to stroll around the senior high school teaching building.

Just when he was in a trance, he was suddenly pulled. Wang Lin's low voice came from beside his ear: "Step."

The feeling of having his elbow held was very strange. Not to mention that Wang Lin's palm still had a hint of coolness. Tao Feng felt that the place in contact was like a mixture of ice and fire and was about to explode. His back was straight. Looking at the small step less than three centimeters high under his feet: "..." Oh.

Wang Lin responded with a "hmm" and released his hand and put it behind his back. At an angle that Tao Feng couldn't see, he somewhat unnaturally clenched his palm.

The shooting set was not too big. There were exits in the north and south directions. After a simple tour, Tao Feng subconsciously prepared to go back. But he heard the person beside him say: "The car is waiting for me in front."

"I should go. What about you?"

"...Me?" Tao Feng was slightly stunned. He felt that this question was a bit out of the blue. "I'll go back."

"...All right." Wang Lin nodded but didn't turn around and leave immediately.

He took out a white silk handkerchief from his pants pocket and handed it to Tao Feng. His eyes fell on the back of his neck: "The tattoo sticker is fading."

Tao Feng subconsciously reached back and touched. Sure enough, his hand was full of black. The five pieces and ten stickers prepared by the crew for him. Now, smeared by sweat, probably there was no shape left.

He pinched his fingertips with some disgust. But still didn't intend to accept that handkerchief that seemed very expensive: "No need. I'll just wash it when I go back."

Wang Lin: "Wipe it first."

"No need to be so troublesome..." Tao Feng had always been careless and had a thick nerve. Moreover, he really didn't think this was a big deal.

There was a momentary stagnation in the air.

"Why are you..." Wang Lin pursed his lips. It seemed that he was choosing his words carefully. "It's just a handkerchief."

Yes, it's just a handkerchief. Tao Feng also didn't understand why Wang Lin was suddenly so insistent.

Wang Lin looked at the other party's silent expression. He let out a soft chuckle. He directly put the handkerchief into the other person's palm. His tone was as cold as ice chips: "If you don't want it, just throw it away."

After saying that, he took out his phone and turned around and left.

"...?" Huh?

What's wrong here.

Tao Feng found that recently he was in a state of confusion very frequently. He held that plain and elegant handkerchief loosely and stood there for a while. When he came to his senses again, the "culprit" had already walked far away.

Wang Lin was holding his phone and saying something.

At an age between youth and manhood, his figure was surprisingly neat and smooth. The raised arm and slightly lifted shoulder formed a beautiful arc. Under the shirt were the muscle lines that couldn't be hidden. Like a sharp blade.

A black Bentley appeared at the intersection. Yu Wenhao got out of the car and slightly bent down to open the door.

Wang Lin's fingers rested on the car frame. But he didn't sit in immediately. Instead, he paused slightly and looked back.

There were noisy voices coming from both sides of the road. There were vendors selling accessories and phone cases by the street. Extras lining up to enter the crew and assistants hurrying with coffee and food. Clearly, there was a surging crowd in between. But they still locked eyes at the first moment.

His dark eyes seemed to hold the entire vast universe. There were some emotions that couldn't be clearly distinguished.

But in any case, it wouldn't be happiness.

So—

Tao Feng instinctively squatted down.

You're crazy.

Only after squatting did he realize. When seeing the boss get in the car, there was no need to be **. Tao Feng pretended to be calm. He patted the upper of his shoe and straightened his shoelaces. Standing up, he was a cool guy again.

Things had already taken such a sharp turn for the worse. He was no longer polite. He directly used that handkerchief to wipe his palm clean. While walking back, he cleaned up the "miserable state" at the back of his neck.

What perfume is he using? It's really nice-smelling...

There were no scenes for him in the afternoon. All the way back to the shooting set, Tao Feng greeted the staff and was ready to go back to the hotel to rest.

There weren't many things to pack—water cup, script, and a few fluorescent pens of different colors. He habitually grabbed inside. Rolled it up and lifted it. But suddenly he heard a "plop".

Looking around, there was actually a small black box on the ground.

It was square and quite small. There didn't seem to be anything special about it.

Tao Feng bent down to pick it up and asked the staff member who was moving the photography track on the side: "Brother Pan, is this distributed by the crew?"

"How is it possible!" Brother Pan looked up and glanced. He denied it in a loud Northeast accent: "Our crew likes to use bright red things when distributing things. It's very festive."

"Really?" Tao Feng muttered softly. After thinking for a while, he still put the small black box into his bag.

The hotel was only two or three minutes' walk from the shooting set. In the corridor on the right side of the lobby, there were three elevators running in parallel.

Tao Feng was carrying his schoolbag on one shoulder. His left hand was in his pants pocket. His right hand was tapping the screen to browse unread messages. When passing the elevator entrance, he flipped his wrist outward. The top corner of his phone pressed to turn on the switch.

Ding.

The door of elevator No. 1 opened on both sides. He stepped in.

Immediately after, there was another "ding" sound. There was a vague sound of swearing. But it was just cut off by the closing elevator door.

"Why is this broken elevator so slow!"

"Damn it! Everyone on the entire shooting set is here. Only I'm not! How can I make a good impression on President Wang if I'm not here!!"

"Teacher Shen, don't be angry first. Maybe President Wang hasn't left yet... It's still in time..."

"Damn it. That kid surnamed Tao is definitely in conflict with me. He doesn't even look in the mirror. An unknown old guy. He'll never make it in his life!