[BOOK 1] The Interstellar Male God

Chapter 64: Exercise

Luo Lingxing was very considerate and did not disturb Chen Hongliang's Shenyou, but Chen Hongliang apparently did not intend to let him go. After returning to God, he immediately looked at Luo Lingxing.

"Xiao Luo, you would still paint Chinese painting. When did you learn, why didn't you say it before?" Chen Hongliang said with a heartbroken look.

If he had known this skill before, he was worried that they could not get the play, why he was kept in the snow for more than a year, and he was bullied by his colleagues in the company. These sufferings were almost in vain.

"You haven't asked me before." Luo Lingxing blinked and said innocently, indicating that it was not his fault.

Chen Hongliang did n't even know what to say. Is n't that common sense? If the average person would know this, it would have been too long to advertise, even if the level was not good, as long as it would be a show off capital, would he take it? This person is very good, with such a good craftsmanship, even the wind has not been revealed, and so much time and resources have been wasted in vain.

However, it is also the same reason to think about it. At the level of Luo Lingxing, most people are arrogant and disdain publicity, otherwise there will not be so many masters who are silently studying, not seeking fame and gain.

"Forget it, I won't care about it with you, but you will have to tell me if you have any questions in the future." Chen Hongliang urged.

"Oh." Luo Lingxing should come down, but he didn't care about it. After all, it was not a big deal for him.

Luo Lingxing was not a native of this era, and naturally could not understand the mood of the people of their era. Qinqi painting and calligraphy are almost necessary skills for people of his era, so he does not feel that there is anything to say about this. So show off.

After two weeks of filming outside, Luo Lingxing, whose body level is only D, is already exhausted. If it is not by virtue of strong willpower, he may have fallen down long ago.

Now that the movie is finally killing, Luo Lingxing can't hold on. Now he just wants to go back to sleep for two days and two nights, so tired that he hasn't felt it for a long time.

Sure enough, this body is still very weak, Luo Lingxing thought to himself mockingly.

There is another person who has the same idea as him, and that is Chen Hongliang.

Chen Hongliang looked at Luo Lingxing's exhausted face, frowning slightly, with a hint of distress, but still said: "You have to exercise well, and the intensity of the scene is not very strong. ", But it will also affect the filming." Chen Hongliang urged.

"Then trouble Brother Chen to help me arrange fitness training." Luo Lingxing said weakly.

"You rest for a few days, I will give you the training plan as soon as possible." Chen Hongliang put Luo Lingxing on the speeding car, and then drove towards the Xianting Garden.

Returning to the room, Luo Lingxing saw the bed as if he had seen a loved one. He climbed up and was unwilling to move. The soft and comfortable bed made him feel like he was still in the mother's body. He didn't notice it when he entered his room.

Sure enough, as he thought, after sleeping for two days and two nights, he felt full of energy and came back to life again.

"Aunt Lin." Luo Lingxing went downstairs and said hello.

"Xiao Luo is awake, is she hungry? Aunt Lin will cook for you." Aunt Lin saw Luo Lingxing's energetic downstairs, finally relieved, and said with a smile.