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    Xu Bai saw Mr. Beihai among the countless people running to alert the police.  At this time, he still looked like a young man, with a face exactly like Mr. Fu, wearing a simple gray-blue gown, holding a pile of books, and running out of breath like most college students.

    Planes bombed the city and they fled for their lives in the suburbs.

    Xu Bai glanced at everyone's expressions, came into contact with their deep eyes, and listened to the constant sound of bombing, his scalp went numb.

    Everything he saw before him was something he had never imagined.

    The sound of bombing kept amplifying in Xu Bai's ears. Even though he was outside the city, Xu Bai still felt a sense of urgency, as if death was following closely behind.

    "Let's go, I'll take you to the city to see it." After saying that, Shang Si put his arm on Xu Bai's shoulder again and took him to the city in an instant.

    Xu Bai doesn¡¯t want to recall the memories after this.  In short, when he was taken away from the book by Shang Si, cold sweat broke out on his back.  When his wide eyes finally slowly closed, a sourness made him almost shed tears.

    The smoke and dust raised by the bombing, and the face of the young man hiding in a cave in the suburbs, still writing poetry, alternately appeared in his mind, leaving him with mixed feelings.

    At this time, Lu Zhifei handed over a cup of warm tea.

    Xu Bai was stunned for a moment, then took a sip.  Only when I felt the warmth that penetrated my heart did I feel like I had returned to the real world.

    "Thank you." Xu Bai thanked him, and then he said goodbye and left - he needed to go back and sort out his mood in order to prepare for tomorrow.

    After returning home and lying on the bed, Xu Bai left the gourd baby to the care of the general and the ivy, and locked himself in the study.  When he turned on the phone, Mr. Fu still didn't reply to him, so he thanked him directly and put the phone in the drawer.

    For a whole night, Xu Bai did not come out of the study.  It wasn't until the next day that Jiang Sheng didn't see him on the set for a long time and came to look for him next door that there was a slight movement in the study.

    The ivy brother quickly opened the door for Jiang Sheng. Jiang Sheng hurriedly rushed in and saw that the room was in a mess.  Countless books fell scattered on the ground, while Xu Bai sat alone in front of the bookshelf.  He looked very decadent, with his head hanging down, his hair messy, his feet bare, and his clothes looked like they hadn't been changed yesterday.

    He is still holding a pen in his hand, and beside him are countless manuscript papers.  Some of the manuscript papers were blank, some were full of words, and some were full of lines, which were messy.

    "Brother Xu!" Jiang Sheng was scared to death and worried to death. He rushed over to help Xu Bai up.  But as soon as he moved, Xu Bai suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Don't move!"

    Jiang Sheng froze immediately and kept raising his feet, not daring to move.

    Xu Bai's face looked very bad, his eyes were black and blue, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he looked haggard.  But his eyes were very bright, like a sailor who finally saw the lighthouse on the boundless sea.

    He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions a little, then stood up and said in a relatively gentle tone: "Don't move these things, I will tidy them up after I come back from filming."

    "Yeah!" Jiang Sheng nodded quickly, and then asked with a slight hesitation: "Brother Xucan I move?"

    Xu Bai looked at his independent posture and held his forehead, "Move, move, I have to move again and again, go back to the set quickly."

    When Zhu Ziyi hired an assistant for him, did he miss the IQ item?

    The two of them rushed to the set. Jiang Sheng originally asked Xu Bai if he wanted to eat something or wash his face, but Xu Bai refused.  The more you eat, the hungrier you become, and the more decadent your image is, the better, and you won¡¯t have to pay so much attention to it, right?

    Besides, they are already late.

    "Director Yao! Sorry, I'm late." Xu Bai strode over and smiled apologetically.

    Yao Zhang looked him up and down, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.  He didn't know how Xu Bai ended up like this in one night, but this was a good thing for him, so he quickly asked Sister Mo to help Xu Bai do the final touches on his makeup. Good conditions were rare.

    Xu Bai was not in a hurry to put on makeup. Instead, he handed the stack of manuscript papers he brought out from the study to Yao Zhang and explained in a low voice.

    Yao Zhang frowned at first, but then the more he listened, the more interesting he became. The two gradually started discussing it, and it took half an hour before they finally came to a conclusion.

    They need to slightly change the script. Strictly speaking, they need to change the way in which the male protagonist¡¯s suffering and struggle are expressed.

    In the original plot, after Xu Bai¡¯s initial outburst, he just sat in a messy study and struggled with himself.  But Xu Bai thought about it all night last night,bsp;The warmth coming from the palm of his hand through the thin shirt was in sharp contrast to Fu Xitang's cold temperament.  Xu Bai couldn't help but look at Fu Xitang's well-joined fingers. It was obviously just a little physical contact, but his heart was beating a little fast.

    "Oh my god, it's really bad for a virgin to fall in love -" he reflected calmly on himself.

    "Then I'll go up and take a shower first." Xu Bai showed a movie-level performance and calmly went upstairs under Fu Xitang's gaze.  Don't be hasty or slow, keep your posture upright.

    If you ignore his reddish earlobes, his performance is almost seamless.

    Half an hour later, Xu Bai gathered his thoughts and came downstairs wearing off-white house clothes. He was pleasantly surprised to find that Mr. Fu was in charge today.

    He has just come back. He is so hard-working.

    Xu Bai leaned over, wearing the faint fragrance of shower gel, and asked: "Mr. Fu, is there anything I can do for you?"

    ??Fu Xitang is rolling up his sleeves and cutting shredded potatoes. His knife skills are fast and accurate. The rhythm of "da da da da" seems to contain some special rhythm, which is fascinating to listen to.

    Xu Bai had never known that someone could cut vegetables so beautifully. The sharp knife, slender white fingers and potato shreds each of the same size complemented each other beautifully.  Looking up, Mr. Fu today unbuttoned a button on his collar, revealing his faint collarbone.

    "Are you hungry?" Fu Xitang asked.

    Xu Bai quickly came to his senses, touched his stomach and confessed honestly: "I'm hungry. The food the crew gave me at noon today was not very appetizing. It was green peppers, eggs and chicken drumsticks."

    God knows that Xu Bai doesn't like eating green peppers at all, nor does he like fried eggs very much, and he has no interest in chicken legs.

    Suddenly, Xu Bai remembered that Mr. Fu had criticized him for being a picky eater in his comments, so he quickly shut up.

    Fortunately, Fu Xitang didn't look back at him. He picked up a plate and put some shredded potatoes on it, then went to the pot to look at the soup he had cooked.  When he opened the lid of the pot, the hot air hit his face, and his glasses were covered with a layer of white mist in just a moment.

    Fu Xitang paused, then turned around naturally and said, "Come here, help me take off my glasses."

    Xu Bai looked at him with a pot lid in one hand and a spoon in the other, trying his best to convince himself that Mr. Fu just really had nothing to do with it.  Thinking like this, he forced himself to calmly move to Fu Xitang, stretched out his hand to hold the frame and slowly took off his glasses.

    They are so close.

    The glasses covered with white mist were like a veil, blocking them, but he gently took them off.  Behind the lenses were Fu Xitang's cold moon-like eyes.

    The four eyes face each other.

    "Crackling."

    Fu Xitang couldn¡¯t help but cry out as the oil heated up¡ªI¡¯m hot!  Come and fire me!

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