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Chapter 23 Jackfruit

Song Mingxuan was sitting in the dressing room. From the open door, he could see the people gathered in the room. His wig had been taken off, his clothes were thin, and the old clothes he was wearing were being dried by the staff.

He took the cold medicine that his assistant handed him, and the hot air in the cup engulfed his brows and eyes, and he couldn't help but recall Shu Ling's half-smile face when he met him in the rain alone.

In a moment, it was reduced to nothingness.

If he had had a mirror at that time, he would have found his fleeting dependence and grievance in front of Shu Ling.

"How about playing a more interesting game?" Shu Ling was very friendly, wearing a gentle mask impeccably, "The loser accepts the punishment proposed by the winner." On the man who was at a loss, "Yu Zhu, is it okay?"

Suddenly being named, Yu Zhu visibly panicked, but refused to admit defeat and said, "What game? Seniors probably wouldn't intentionally bully juniors, right?"

Shu Ling slightly curled her lips: "I will give you a few cards, and you can write something in the cards, and you can draw out the cards you want, and I will ask you questions within half an hour, so that you This guess answer, if I guess the card you selected, I win, if not, you win."

Yu Zhu's eyes flickered for a moment. He probably understood the core content of the game. As long as he didn't reveal his thoughts during Shu Ling's questioning, the other party would never be able to guess the answer: "No problem, but how many cards should I write? If two Three..."

"Five?" Shu Ling asked.

Four out of five wins.Yu Zhu thought for a while: "Yes."

"I suggest that the contents of the card should be of the same type, such as fruit or vegetable series." Ke Yun glared secretly at Yu Zhu, who seemed to be sure of winning, "This way it can be barely fair."

"It's not me who proposed this plan, why are you acting like you're blaming me?" Yu Zhu's expression was very innocent, but he didn't respond to his conditions.

"Writing about the same series, it's even more difficult to guess." Yuanchou suddenly said, "Their characteristics are too similar."

Ke Yun was depressed: "Is that so?"

However, Yu Zhu's heart moved slightly. Why didn't he agree to improve the winning rate?

"Write down the names of the five items." Shu Ling pushed the thick and clean white paper in front of Yu Zhu.

Yuzhu picked up the pen, thought for a while, and wrote a bunch of fruits, mango, banana, durian, jackfruit, and pineapple.

"Aren't you unwilling to write the same series?!" Ke Yun said contemptuously, "Did you suddenly change your mind after hearing what Yuanchou said?"

Yu Zhu smiled without saying a word, as if he didn't exist, he looked at the top actor with the biggest celebrity in the field: "Senior, don't ask which latitude the fruit is from, I really don't know."

Shu Ling turned her back with a good temper: "You smoke first."

Yu Zhu hesitated for a moment, and picked up a white card with jackfruit on it: "I've drawn it, senior, turn around."

Shu Ling turned around and looked at Yu Zhu, who was in front of him with lowered eyebrows. There was no expression on the other party's face, and it was impossible for people to catch the slightest emotional clue.

Set out five cards with the names of the fruits on the table.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, folded his eye lines like a smile: "Do you like mangoes?"

Yu Zhu blinked: "I don't really like it, but I can drink mango drinks."

Shu Ling raised her eyelids slightly, reflecting the other party's calm and indifferent appearance, and said casually, "Then it's not a mango."

Yu Zhu's heart trembled, his pupils shook slightly, he didn't understand how Shu Ling got this answer, did he reveal anything?When he was seriously pondering the loopholes in his words, the question came again.

"Have you ever eaten durian?" Shu Ling folded her hands and tilted her head.

Yu looked subconsciously, and was taken by the loose aura around the senior, he stammered a bit: "No, no, I can't smell that, smell."

"Can you eat derivative food made of durian?" Shu Ling stared at the person in front of her, pressing her every step of the way, "Durian pizza, durian desserts, durian smoothies, etc."

Because of his persecution, Yu Zhu made a defensive posture and twisted slightly in the direction that was not Shu Ling: "No, no!"

"It seems that you chose durian." Shu Ling.

Yu Zhu was stunned, trying to keep his face expressionless, but the slightly twitching corners of his mouth revealed his true thoughts: "Oh, really?"

Shu Ling stroked her fingertips a few times: "That must be jackfruit."

Yu Zhu's deflected knee froze, pointing at the jackfruit card: "Huh?"

Shu Ling: "I know the answer."

Yu Zhu couldn't believe it: "What?!"

Seeing his anxious posture, Shu Ling raised her eyebrows and said, "Jackfruit."

Yu pursed his lips.

Shu Ling glanced at the people around: "Did I guess right?"

The onlookers were so fluctuated by a series of events that they didn't dare to breathe heavily. Even if they weren't participating in the game, they all felt nervous.

No one answered.

Yu Zhu was still immersed in the senseless shame and annoyance of being seen through by others, what he was thinking in his heart, he quietly looked at the gentle and chuckling senior in horror, and felt a biting chill for no reason.

The game ended with Yu Zhu's disastrous defeat.

Shu Ling simply explained why Bian Yuzhu's subconscious actions were the reason why he guessed the answer, and everyone suddenly realized.

Afterwards, Shu Ling looked at the panic-stricken person again: "Just stand on the boulder outside the courtyard and dance."

As soon as the punishment came out, the scene was quiet again.

Anyone with a long brain should know that Shu Ling is standing up for Song Mingxuan, and even more ruthless.

It was difficult to even stand on that boulder, and it was impossible to break a bone while dancing.

Seeing that Yu Zhu didn't move, Shu Ling let go of her hands and put them on the table. She tapped lightly with her index finger and said inexplicably, "Can't afford to lose?"

The words "can't afford to lose" are very familiar. Isn't this what Yu Zhu said to Song Mingxuan before?Why does Shu Ling seem to know it, and deliberately speaks out to provoke people.

Whether life or face is important, everyone has a steelyard in their hearts.

Yu Zhu is the kind of person who has too much face. He really ran out of the courtyard with a black face. In fact, the movement on their side has already attracted the attention of the staff on the other side of the crew. After Yu Zhu's agent came to understand the situation, , quickly grabbed his impulsive entertainer, and came to the dressing room under pressure.

Song Mingxuan looked at the two people who bowed ninety degrees to him with a confused face: "Um, who are you?"

Yuzhu's manager is a fat man, and he is also tall, but not as tall as Song Mingxuan. His voice is thick and thick: "I'm really sorry, Yuzhu is a very serious person, and he doesn't know how to measure. If anything offends you, I apologize to you on his behalf, and hope you don't care about it."

After saying that, he slapped the silent man.

Yu Zhu let out a cry of pain from the beating, and turned his head in disbelief: "I'm sorry."

Song Mingxuan frowned, he was a bit held up by these two people at the moment, and had to let the other party step down.

"Sorry for what?" With a slow and lazy tone, "Did you regret the bet just now?"

Yu Zhu's manager gave his own artist a hard look, but if he got angry again, he would have to wipe his ass off.

He showed the cowardly smile he usually used when interacting with upper-level people: "Mr. Shu, you said that. One thing is one thing. Since we have done something wrong, we should apologize."

Shu Ling interrupted lightly: "That's why my business is not that important."

Sweat dripped from Yu Zhu's manager's forehead: "Everywhere, it's all together."

Shu Ling glanced at Yu Zhu who was silent beside him, and looked at Song Mingxuan who was sitting in front: "Do you accept it?"

Song Mingxuan didn't expect that the right to speak would fall into his hands, and he was a little at a loss: "Uh..."

Yu Zhu looked at his agent's humble flattery, and finally realized the seriousness of the matter. Normally, as long as he was reported as the person Huaxing Film Company wanted to support, most people in the circle would compromise, such as Ke Yun's company.

He couldn't believe it, and was very confused. Isn't Shu Ling an artist who entered the circle a few years earlier than him?And the only background the other party relies on is the studio he opened?Compared with the behemoth of China Star Films, it's a fart.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. He shifted his gaze to his assistant and gestured slightly.

The assistant was slightly taken aback, with a surprised expression on his face.

Yu Zhu's eyes sharpened immediately, and the assistant flinched and nodded in understanding.

Song Mingxuan, who was still in a tangle, looked in shock at the man who suddenly rushed to kneel in front of him.

"Brother Mingxuan, your lord should spare me a lot, I dare not, I shouldn't win the game." Yu burst into tears, "I shouldn't really propose punishment, it's because I don't know how to advance or retreat, I'm sorry .”

As he spoke, he slapped himself: "I should slap my mouth." He slapped again on the right, "I don't know how to shut up in front of you."

Song Mingxuan: ...

Really shameless, he was speechless.

Just trying to save face, now I can throw down my face and be a clown, what is the plan?

"Okay, don't come near me anymore, we have nothing to talk about." Song Mingxuan didn't want to continue to be scolded.

At this time, Yu Zhu, who was acting, squeezed his face, which was not very handsome, so ugly that it made people sick.

Shu Ling pinched her earlobe, and the impatience in her heart was messed up by Yu Zhu who was pretending to be crying and screaming. Hearing the sharp male voice, the veins on his forehead couldn't help jumping, and seeing that Song Mingxuan obviously didn't want to talk to these people, he Patted Yu Zhu's agent: "Take care of your subordinates, if rumors of non-existent things are spread, you don't even want to hang out in the circle."

His tone and expression were very normal, even gentle, but except for those far away who thought so, Yu Zhu's manager, who was close, was sweating on his back.

Yu Zhu's manager nodded, cowardly to the extreme.

This matter is over for the time being, and there is work to be done to keep quiet about other people, but there is no need for Shu Ling to come out.

Immediately, Song Mingxuan and Shu Ling were left in the crowded dressing room.

Song Mingxuan tugged at his clothes uncomfortably: "That, thank you."

He didn't get a response for a long time, and looked up secretly again, only to find that the other party had come to him, very close.

A slightly cool hand touched his side face, slid down along the contours of his face, and landed on his shoulders. The ear in the middle was gently scraped by his fingers, causing a slight itchiness.

Song Mingxuan pursed her lips lightly, her cheeks became hot: "Why did you come to the set?"