Entertainment life from early spring

Lin Yuliang opened his eyes in the middle of the night in the bedroom shared by four people. The mattress was spread on the ground and the floor was still warm. All the men, regardless of artists or staff, made bunks in the main building. The entire other building was handed over to women.

Artists and staff live there, and a male-no-no signboard stands in front of the building, making it a male-only area.

As the sound of zippers sounded in the room, Lin Yuliang climbed out of the sleeping bag slowly, scratched his hair and stood up, groping for something on the table.

"Where did you put it...the flashlight..." His fingertips touched a cylindrical object and felt it roll. The soft sound of metal touching ceramic made Lin Yuliang's eyes widen, and he quickly turned to look at the ground, where he was still asleep.

of three people.

The three of them were still scratching their faces and scratching their bellies. They were not affected at all. They even chirped from time to time in their sleep to tell Lin Yuliang not to pay attention.

I slowly walked out of the room by feeling the wall. When I passed the living room, I stepped over the obstacles lying in a sleeping bag like caterpillars. I came to the reception room where the main building and the other building were handed over and gently opened the door.

Jin Minhao, who was sleeping with his head facing the room, still maintained the side-lying position that Lin Yuliang and Lin Yuner had arranged for him, with the blanket covering his feet: "The sleeping face is so ugly... he is so honest when sleeping."

Shining the light of the flashlight on the wall, the whole room was filled with hazy light. Barely able to see, Lin Yuliang moved his eyes upward, wanting to see if Jin Minhao had vomited it out, so that he could clean it up as soon as possible to avoid having to wake up the next day.

There is no way to clean it up.

At this glance, you can see why Jin Minhao sleeps so honestly.

The rope that was originally fixed to the long side of the mattress for binding is now tied around Jin Minhao's waist with a beautiful bow. There is also a separate knot tied at the end of the rope, which is thoughtfully used to prevent him from breaking away when he twists while sleeping.

Thin blankets are piled together around the neck, and the two corners of the blankets are crossed behind the back, and tied back to the front again with a bow, like a cloak draped on the front of the body.

"No wonder...it's hard not to be honest..." Lin Yuliang squatted beside his waist and began to untie the bow in the middle: "It should be Yoona's masterpiece..."

While thinking about it, she could picture Lin Yoona looking at Jin Minhao messing around with the blanket but still not being able to cover it properly. She thought she had a flash of inspiration while tying the knot. She raised the corners of her mouth and chuckled: "It seems that she has never taken care of drunk people.

...Oh? I can’t seem to say that. It seems to be a problem if she is particularly skilled in taking care of her..."

Untying the knot of the thin blanket wrapped around Jin Minhao's neck, I felt that his breathing became much smoother at that moment. I covered him with the thin blanket again, picked up the flashlight that was rolling around on the ground, turned it on and shook it around his head.

A few times, Jin Minhao raised his hand and waved it as if to ward off flies.

"It should be filmed so that when you sober up you can take a good look at what kind of character you are when you are drunk." Lin Yuliang shook his head, and the floor made a few soft creaking noises, followed by the sound of the door closing again, and the room was full of laughter.

Darkness returned.

Just a few minutes after Lin Yuliang left, the door was pushed open with a creak. The slender figure kept passing around the house with a flashlight, and finally stopped at Jin Minhao's untied waist: "Because of worry

If you loosen it, you will catch a cold, so I came here to take a look. Unexpectedly, it was completely loosened..."

He squatted on his shoulders and wrapped the blanket again, tied a knot on his collar and wiped his forehead, which had no sweat at all: "It should be fine now."

…

A ray of sunlight in the early morning shone on Jin Minhao's eyes through the gap in the curtains, causing him to constantly adjust his posture, hoping to avoid the sunlight so that he could sleep a little longer.

He twisted on the ground in vain for a while, humming in his mouth, and opened his eyes slightly. The dazzling sunlight stung him and he immediately closed his eyes. The headache caused by the hangover made him frown and groan in pain.

I screamed a few times, and my throat was so thirsty that it was about to smoke. I wanted to raise my arms and stretch my waist to stretch my muscles, but found that I was tied up with a rope around my waist, and there was something pressing against my Adam's apple, which made it feel swollen.

Uncomfortable.

"Cough, cough. Is there anyone there? Hello?! Lin Yuliang?!!" He squirmed a few times on the ground and tried to escape from the tight mattress. As a result, the mattress kept twisting with his body, and his whole body seemed to be on the chopping board.

Like a fish, it keeps jumping and struggling.

Bang bang bang, three crisp applauses from the door made Jin Minhao freeze and stop twisting. He rolled his body and changed himself to a face-up position. His abdominal muscles pulled up his upper body hard, and he strained his neck to try to see clearly the person who slapped him.

Who is.

The flashing light and the clicking sound of the shutter invaded Jin Minhao's senses. Lin Yuliang looked at the picture displayed on the digital camera and nodded with satisfaction: "It's not in vain that I got up so early. How can I not preserve such a cherished picture forever?"

"Yeah?! Untie me quickly! Was it you who did it? No, it must be you. No one else would do this except you! Don't let me catch you!"

"Yeah?" Lin Yuliang leaned against the door and took out his ears with his right hand. He held the camera in his left hand and handed it to Lin Yuner, who was holding back a smile and pursed his lips: "Is this how you treat your benefactor who may save your image as an agent? Maybe Yoona

More..."

He looked at the watch on his wrist and tapped it twice: "There are about 20 minutes left. She will definitely come over to check on you. There are other people on the crew, if they see the agent like this, they will definitely

meeting...."

Lin Yuner, who was looking around the room and looking at the photos on the digital camera, bit her lower lip when she heard Lin Yuliang teasing Jin Minhao. When she saw a certain photo, she couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Pfft."

"Pfft?" Jin Minhao, who was twisting and screaming on the ground, suddenly stopped struggling when he heard the noise at the door. He only thought for a few seconds before matching his voice and image: "Ah! Lin Yuner! Come in! Already!"

It's at the door, right? There's no point in helping Lin Yuliang! Think about who prepared the breakfast and supper in the car for you! If you don't come in and untie it, it won't be there!"

"Listen, is this what a qualified agent should say?" Lin Yuliang reached out with his left hand to the door and pulled Lin Yuner's arm a few times, then waved the back of his hand outward to tell her to leave quickly: "You said that if she is here

It’s so chilling to hear that, and all the agents you can rely on are like this.”

Jin Minhao ignored Lin Yuliang's sarcasm at all. He pressed his ears tightly to the ground and carefully distinguished the sounds. The sound of footsteps came clearly into his ears: "Ah!! Come back!!"