Chapter 215: Let Me Check

The way she threw that little look made Li Luo unable to help but laugh.

"Whoa."

Looking at the dark circles under her eyes, he couldn't help but tease: "Don't know where this giant panda ran out from, it's truly a rare sight."

"You're just glib."

Fan Bingbing rolled her eyes again and put her sunglasses back on: "To rush the promotion time, I filmed from last night until noon, alternating between dramatic and action scenes, and only dozed off for a bit on the plane."

Her mouth opened, and she wanted to yawn again.

Pursing her lips, she forcibly suppressed it.

"You go back."

Scanning Li Luo, Fan Bingbing suppressed her excitement and greeted her assistant: "It'll be too late to go tomorrow; I haven't seen Li Luo for a long time, I'm going to his room to chat."

"Ahem~"

The female assistant cleared her throat and reminded her implicitly: "Sister Bing, should I follow?"

Fan Bingbing was filming a big production.

The crew had an assault incident last month, and now they were being watched very closely, with reporters trying to dig up some dirt.

If they were alone, it would be easy for lace scandals to spread.

"Fine."

Fan Xiaopang didn't take it to heart.

Anyway, she trusted her assistant and knew about some things between her and Li Luo, so she wasn't afraid of her following.

"Where did you want to go just now?"

Li Luo scanned the room number and walked to the left.

"Looking for President Ma."

Waving her arm, Fan Bingbing explained casually: "Don't know what the process is, wanted to go and ask about the situation, but tomorrow is fine too; you just came back from Hong Kong, right?"

"How does it feel to work with Big Brother?"

"Pretty good."

Li Luo looked at her with a smile: "How does it feel to work with Big Brother?"

"Not bad either."

A smile appeared on Fan Bingbing's lips.

She was working with Sammo Hung on an action movie; Fan Bingbing wasn't idle either, she was filming The Twins Effect II, and there were quite a few veteran actors in it, including Jackie Chan and the thousand-faced actor Tony Leung Ka-fai.

The cast was extremely powerful.

Many of Hong Kong's new generation actors went there, which could be called stars arching over the moon.

The moon being arched was naturally Fang Long's son.

Fang Zuming.

As Big Brother's son, the card given to his first movie was full.

The resources could be said to be the best.

But success is Big Brother's son, and failure is Big Brother's son.

The comfortable living conditions and the status of being arched by stars made him want to seek more excitement and satisfaction, and finally, he successfully got himself into high walls to live a very self-disciplined life.

"I can't compare to you."

High heels stepping on the thick carpet, Fan Bingbing's voice rang out leisurely: "I'm at most a female number four, unlike some guy who has become the male lead!"

It had only been a few months since they last met, and Li Luo's momentum had already surpassed hers.

This speed of becoming popular made even Xiaopang have to envy.

"I'm just a male number three."

Gao Xixi heartily, Li Luo took the lead into the suite.

Although SPL would definitely be promoted as him being the male lead, the actual scenes were really hard to divide into one, two, or three; Ren Dahua and Hong Jinbao's scenes were no less than his.

Several of them had relatively complete story lines.

Saying it was male number three.

Actually, there wasn't much of a problem.

Wu Yu was busy tidying up clothes in the master bedroom, and hearing the movement outside, she hurriedly walked out.

"Sister Bingbing!"

Seeing it was Fan Bingbing, she ran over happily.

But she hadn't seen her for a few months.

She felt a bit at a loss.

"Xiaoyu."

Fan Bingbing took off her sunglasses and greeted her with a smile: "Why do you look a bit thinner? Did Li Luo bully you?"

Ignoring the chattering women, Li Luo walked into the room with the script.

Nimbly stuffing it into his backpack.

Inside this, everything was personal items.

Wallets, phones, condoms, condoms, condoms, and the like.

Without his permission, Wu Yu wouldn't rummage through it privately.

The little assistant wasn't a big-mouthed person, but the fewer people who knew about this kind of thing, the better.

If it were leaked inadvertently and affected the subsequent casting hype.

That would be a responsibility to bear.

Just after organizing the backpack, footsteps came behind him; rising to look back, Fan Bingbing stood with her hands on her hips, looking at him angrily: "Who did you want to say was Xiaopang just now?"

The bedroom door was ajar, and the sound of laughter still came from outside the living room.

"Hmm, I don't know either."

Li Luo stepped forward, almost sticking to Fan Bingbing: "Let me check, to see if you're really Xiaopang."

The speed was so fast that the girl didn't react.

Wanting to dodge backwards.

But her waist was firmly held.

"Hey~"

Li Luo skillfully slid his hand in from the hem of her clothes, feeling the elastic and slightly fleshy touch, and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "You really have gotten quite fat, no wonder you're so excited."

"Don't~~~"

The palm was hot and slightly rough, burning Fan Xiaopang's waist until it went soft; she pushed weakly:

"They're still outside!"

The slight force and coquettish tone couldn't stop Li Luo's movements at all.

Bypassing the fleshy waist.

Sliding down.

His five fingers followed the trend to the plump buttocks, then used the skill of the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, pushing and rubbing left and right; this skill of the Ming Cult leader was something ordinary people couldn't resist.

Fan Xiaopang, naturally, was no exception.

Her fiery red lips instantly erupted with the passion they should have.

"Hiss~"

After a long dozens of seconds.

A gasp rang out.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing this movement, Li Luo hurriedly let go.

"It hurts!"

Fan Bingbing pouted coquettishly.

She pouted and lifted the hem of her clothes: "Hung on the wire rig for several hours yesterday, and accidentally got whipped by Ah Jiao with a prop stick."

On her fair and delicate skin, a bruise appeared.

It looked quite shocking.

In The Twins Effect II, Ah Jiao Zhong Xintong and Fan Bingbing could be called a duel between two beauty queens.

In terms of figure, Ah Jiao was definitely at a disadvantage.

But in terms of face.

She and Fan Xiaopang could actually fight back and forth.

"How did you get it?"

Seeing this situation, Li Luo frowned and rubbed it gently.

"I told you it was accidental."

Fan Bingbing enjoyed the concern he showed, saying with a full face of smiles: "When filming action scenes, this kind of situation is always inevitable; I also got scraped on my elbow."

Lifting her arm, there was another patch of blue and swelling.

"Wait."

Li Luo let go and rummaged through his suitcase: "Big Brother Hong sent me a few bottles of bruise medicine, the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis is very good, I'll give you two bottles, just rub it when you're free."

Dealing with this kind of injury, those who worked as stuntmen had a lot of experience.

Which medicine was good.

They were very clear about it.

"Why did he send you bruise medicine?"

Fan Bingbing was blank at first, then reacted instantly: "Oh right, you're also filming an action movie!"

Gao Xixi, Li Luo showed the places where he was injured.

Inside the room.

A knowing chuckle rang out between the two.

Outside the living room, although Wu Yu's eyebrows jumped in surprise, she still pretended to hear nothing like Fan Bingbing's assistant, continuing to discuss the weather today.

When night fell, Li Luo quietly pushed open Fan Xiaopang's bedroom door.

Wanting to reduce swelling and remove stasis early.

Promoting blood circulation was the key.

For this, he adopted what he considered the most direct way, using two or three hours intermittently to help the other circulate the blood throughout her body from inside to outside.

Regarding this treatment method, Fan Xiaopang expressed extreme satisfaction.

Whether the bruising had reduced, it couldn't be confirmed.

But after waking up the next day.

The whole person indeed recovered a long-lost freshness, like a flower that had been irrigated again, looking so lustrous and charming.

After breakfast.

The promotion team for The Shadow of the Ping-Pong Sword began a meeting.

First, there was a lively greeting, and everyone exchanged pleasantries.

Then, it was communicating the process.

This afternoon, a media meeting would be held, and any interested news media could come to participate, giving everyone a chance to communicate and interview the creative team of The Shadow of the Ping-Pong Sword face-to-face.

The staff was well prepared, handing a thick stack of A4 paper to the two leads respectively.

Questions that reporters might involve and response scripts, as well as the relevant situation of The Shadow of the Ping-Pong Sword and character relationships, were all included.

For the next few hours, they needed to be as familiar as possible.

This was very normal.

Whether it was a movie or TV show, from filming to final broadcast, it had to go through a very long process; during this time, busier actors might have filmed several more dramas.

After a year and a half, who could remember the script content so clearly.

They had to cram at the last minute.

Another thing, the cultural level of most actors was worrying.

If they didn't help organize the content, they would only be blank-faced and confused when asked by reporters.

After the media meeting.

They had to go to the TV station at night to record a variety show.

After finishing this set of processes and having a meal with the TV station leaders, everyone could nimbly head to the next place to continue promotion.

The meeting ended.

Li Luo and Xiaopang returned to their rooms respectively.

Memorizing the press release, and catching up on sleep.

In the blink of an eye.

It was afternoon.

The media conference was held directly in the hotel conference room; Li Luo, dressed neatly, walked in amidst applause, waving his arm with a full face of smiles, greeting the dense crowd of cameras.

Starting a long Q&A interview.

At night.

Everyone moved to the TV station.

By now, Li Luo was no longer someone lacking fans.

The moment he appeared.

The screams from the Guangzhou fan club almost blew the roof off the studio, with colorful cheering signs shaking like an ocean, with at least two or three hundred girls coming to cheer for his new drama.

After the show.

Various group photos and autographs made Li Luo's cheeks ache.

After eating with the TV station leaders, the entire team rushed to the airport to head to the next city that needed to record the show.

Beijing.

TV station studio.

Li Luo, wearing a full set of Seven Wolves suits, was led by staff to the waiting area beside the stage.

Behind him followed Fan Bingbing and Han Xue.

The promotion work for The Shadow of the Ping-Pong Sword went all the way north from Guangzhou, and after a few short days, they arrived at the last stop, Beijing, simply saving the travel expenses for going home; after finishing tonight.

Everyone could go back to their own homes.

"Brother Luo."

"Sister Bingbing."

"Sister Han Xue."

A series of greetings rang out, and the director wearing a headset walked over quickly, saying hurriedly: "After the dance in front, there will be a small performance, and then it will be your turn to go on stage."

"You can rest here for a while."

"Regarding the show's process."

He first turned his gaze to Li Luo, then to the other two: "You don't have any opinions, right?"

"No."

Li Luo waved his hand: "It's pretty good, hard work."

Fan Bingbing and Han Xue also indicated no problem; it was nothing more than asking about interesting things during filming, and then cooperating to do some interactive games; there wasn't a single newcomer here, so naturally, there wouldn't be any opinions.

After the director left, none of them sat on the chairs nearby.

It was only a few minutes.

Not worth wrinkling the clothes.

Under the gaze of the camera, it was best to maintain their posture.

Li Luo looked at the stage fixedly, seeing a large group of girls dancing gracefully to the music, the graceful little figures making him laugh happily.

Even if Xiaopang rolled her eyes at him.

He still watched regardless.

Fan Bingbing muttered something and withdrew her gaze.

Even a cow would need to rest, right? But this guy was the opposite, refusing to stop every single day.

Making her push and shove last night just to get a good night's rest.

Otherwise.

She really couldn't handle it.

This guy was now full of vigor again, and she didn't know where he got so much energy!

She started calculating in her heart what excuse to use to hide for another night.

She missed him when they weren't meeting, but when they were really together every day, she couldn't take it; Fan Xiaopang was now both loving and afraid.

The music stopped.

The dancers exited amidst the audience's applause, walking towards them with light steps.

Before they arrived, the wind came first.

The scent of perfume made Li Luo feel refreshed.

"Ah, Brother Luo."

The dancers all knew who they were warming up for, and seeing the three people standing on the side, they let out excited low cries.

"Hello, Sister Bingbing."

Another few suppressed shouts rang out.

Han Xue's body straightened quietly, looking at these dancers with anticipation.

Regrettably.

No one could call out her name.

Just glancing at her curiously.

There wasn't much disappointment on Han Xue's face; it was mainly because after running several stops of promotion, she was already used to this treatment; without a breakout role, so what if the background was solid.

The audience didn't look at this!

Her envious gaze was cast on Li Luo.

As always.

These women all surrounded that guy, asking for autographs one after another.

Isn't it just being a bit more handsome and having a better figure.

What's so great about that!

Pouting.

Han Xue withdrew her gaze.

"Don't rush."

Shaking her head at the director who was about to come over to drive them away, Li Luo smiled and took the paper and pen: "There's still time, everyone will have a share; you danced very well just now, hard work!"

"Thank you, Brother Luo."

The babbling thanks rang out one after another.

That delicate voice made one's bones feel numb.

Outside this group of laughing dancers, a girl with a full forehead looked at Li Luo fixedly, muttering to herself constantly.

"Hello Brother Luo, I am"

"Nice to meet you."

"Brother Luo, I like watching the dramas you act in very much"

She kept repeating a few simple sentences, and looked anxiously at the people standing in front of her, waiting for the moment it would clear up!

Thanks to the brother 'Rebel Rebel Rebel Rebel Ninja' for the 1500-point reward, thank you! ===== CHAPTER 216 =====