Haicheng in December is wet and cold.

"Hurry up and get this," Zhou Wei rubbed his hands against the steaming pot of red oil in front of him, "The Snowflake Fat Beef here is their signature!"

"Hahaha," the man sitting across from him laughed while pouring fat beef into the pot, "Old Zhou, you are indeed the food vane of our sea city!"

"That's not true," Zhou Wei boldly picked up his teacup and took a sip, "This winter in Haicheng, my old Zhou's life was given by the hot pot!"

"Hey," the man on the other side picked up a plate of hairy belly after eating the fat beef, "but let me tell you, we have to be a little more restrained, don't we? Look at your belly, it's fast Catch up with my daughter-in-law who is five months pregnant!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhou Wei pretended to be angry and glared at him, then patted his belly and laughed, "I'm not temperate? I usually wake up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs, but today It’s not just in time for Shen Xingxing’s new album to be recorded and produced, how can I have time to sit here and eat hot pot!”

"Listen," the man on the other side took a sip from his teacup, "If your colleagues hear your words, they will definitely think you are showing off!"

"Hahaha," Zhou Wei stared straight at the fat cow rolling in the pot, "It's not wrong to say that you're showing off, after all, we Shen Xingxing are very popular, so it makes me worry!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Wei's cell phone rang. After seeing the caller ID, the smile on his face became even brighter. While answering the call, he didn't forget to say, "This Haicheng is evil, if you say the stars, the stars will come phone call..."

But I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but within two seconds, the man on the other side stared helplessly at his old classmate, with a bright smile froze on his face.

Zhou Wei took a deep breath, "Wait a minute, what film do you think you want to take?"

On the other end of the phone, it is said that the singer Shen Da, who is said to be particularly worry-free for the manager, is resting his head on the edge of his own hot spring pool, most of his body is not in the water, and his mobile phone with a waterproof case is turned on and placed on the speakerphone. On the one hand, as if deliberately trying to whet the appetite of the other party, he paused for a full three seconds before repeating three words leisurely, "Comrade movies."

"Fuck," Zhou Wei's voice rose two octaves at once, and this kid was holding him back, "I said Shen Xingxing, you didn't make a joke like that, it scared you, Brother Zhou, and me just now. All the snowflake fat cattle that were picked up fell on the table!"

Shen Xingxing is a nickname for Shen Yao in the circle and fans.Yao, taking the meaning of sunshine, fans liked to call him little sun at first, but not long after, Shen Yao said in the live broadcast that he liked stars more than the sun, and when he said this, his tone was very solemn, without a trace of It's not a joke at all, although the fans don't quite understand, but the big brother is the biggest, not to mention the stars and the sun are not too bad, aren't they all the same blingbling will shine, since then, the nickname Shen Xingxing has spread .

"Brother Zhou," Shen Yao smiled, stood up from the hot spring pool, casually picked up the black bathrobe on the edge of the pool and draped it over his body, while answering the phone, he walked into the room, water dripping along the straight calf line All the way down, with inexplicable lust, "You know I won't joke about this kind of thing."

The other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, and when it came back, Zhou Wei's voice was much lower, and he listened cautiously, "Shen Xingxing, you say that, do you already have a book that you've taken a fancy to?"

"Brother Zhou still understands me." Shen Yao went into the room and threw the phone on the bed, then took a towel to wipe his hair, "I fell in love with one, that "Trap" by Director Han."

"Damn," Zhou Wei heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that it was this movie, "Director Han called you personally to ask you to audition before, what did you say at that time?"

Shen Yao immediately pushed the phone away.

Sure enough, in the next second, Zhou Wei squeezed his throat and said, "Brother Zhou, I don't like acting, and I don't need to rely on amphibious fans. I'm a singer, not a trafficker."

If the strange tone is ignored, Zhou Wei's words can really imitate Shen Yao's arrogance by [-]%.

"Oh brother Zhou," Shen Yao smiled embarrassedly, "discuss and discuss, erase this memory?"

"You boy," Zhou Wei snorted lightly, "Why did you suddenly figure it out again?"

"Although Han Yang is young, the two works he shot in succession are all high-quality works." Shen Yao put the towel back on the shelf, his half-wet hair fell back, and he sank into the big soft bed. This time "The Trap" is also preparing for the award, I..."

"Okay, okay," Zhou Wei interrupted impatiently, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it, and I didn't hold your head down, so don't talk to me about these routines."

Shen Yao laughed, "Thank you Brother Zhou, after the audition, I'll treat you to hot pot and order ten plates of Snowflake Fat Beef!"

"That's what you said," Zhou Wei also laughed, "I'll contact Director Han now!"

The two joked a little more, and waited for Zhou Wei to hang up the phone. Shen Yao buried the phone lock screen under the pillow, and his eyes still unconsciously fell on a paper-folded indigo Kawasaki rose on the bedside table. He took out a cigarette case, lit it, and took a deep puff.

Zhou Wei's efficiency in doing business was comparable to that of eating hot pot. It didn't take long before he called back and said that he had contacted Han Yang, and he could go to the audition in two days.

"I've already sent you the script for the audition," Zhou Wei said, "You can push and move your schedule for these two days, and the only task now is to read the script carefully at home."

"Okay," Shen Yao replied, "Thank you Brother Zhou."

"But don't be too nervous," Zhou Wei couldn't help but turn on the old father mode again, "Although this is our first time entering the show business circle, after all, Director Han invited you first this time, so you still need to be confident Is it my son?"

"Brother Zhou is right," Shen Yao suppressed a smile, he could tell just by hearing the voice that he didn't meet, Zhou Wei was actually much more nervous than him, he curled the corners of his lips, "I believe I can act well."

"Hey, that's right!" Zhou Wei laughed, "Brother Zhou admires your arrogance!"

After hanging up the phone, without any delay, Shen Yao printed out the script that Zhou Wei sent to him and ordered it. Then he took out a pen from the pen container, and then he nestled back on the bed and started to read.

Although Han Yang's "The Trap" is an award-winning literary film, it has two popular elements at the moment - "suspense" and "little people". Therefore, although the audition script is brief and incomplete, Shen Yao still reads it very well. With relish.

While watching, he will keep his thoughts aside in time, and at the same time, he will keep trying to figure out how to show each plot in his mind.

At the point of emotional climax, Shen Yao simply jumped out of bed and rushed to the full-length mirror, read his lines and made movements, and observed his own facial expressions by the way.

But maybe it was because he had never acted before, Shen Yao felt that he had a good idea in his head, but when he looked in the mirror, he felt embarrassed no matter what he looked at.

After half an hour of self-torture, Shen Yao gave up.

No way.

Just as he was about to change his method and go on the road again, the phone rang again.

Shen Yao got up and lay down on the bed, lazily replied, "Peach."

"Yaoyao," Wei Tao said loudly, "Do you miss Dad?"

"Good son," Shen Yao scolded with a smile, "Didn't you just see him during the day?"

Wei Tao is one of Shen Yao's friends. To be more specific, he played in a band with Shen Yao before Shen Yao officially entered the circle.

At that time, Shen Yao's band consisted of four people, Shen Yao was the lead singer, and Wei Tao was the drummer.

The deep "father-son" friendship between the four has been established since then, and it does not depend on the disbandment of the band and Shen Yao's entry into the circle.

Shen Yao finished recording the new album yesterday, and it was rare to rest today, so the four of them made an appointment to play a game together.

That is, when playing...

"Saw it during the day and don't think about it at night?" Wei Tao's loud voice pulled back Shen Yao's wandering thoughts, "Yao Yao, father will be sad if you are like this."

"It hurts a peach's heart," Shen Yao replied without any psychological burden, "If you have a peach, let it go, if you don't have a peach, hang it up, I'm busy with business."

"What business are you busy with? Haven't you finished recording all of your albums..." The sound of the last le stuck in Wei Tao's throat, and he said "Fuck me", "Shen Yao! You two are so fucking hooked again ?! What the hell did I say! I just said that you'll be fucked up if you see him!"

"Fuck you!" Shen Yao's ears were numb from the series of "fucking", so he simply turned on the speakerphone and yelled back, "I saw him as a peach! Did he see me when we were on the court!"

Yes, that's right, that is, when Shen Yao was playing on the court today, Shen Yao met his ex-boyfriend, Hua Yi, whom he hadn't seen in almost five years.

It's just that at that time he was sitting in the rest area upstairs, while Hua Yi was playing heartily downstairs, and he didn't raise his head from the beginning to the end.

"Didn't you insist on going out through the back door?" Wei Tao yelled back, "You're also fully armed with a fucking hat, sunglasses and mask, and you don't usually cover yourself so tightly when you go out on the street..."

"I was the one who wanted to go through the back door," Shen Yao's tone sank unconsciously, "I didn't want him to see it myself, do you have anything else to say?"

The other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, Wei Tao lost his temper. His good brother Shen Yao can be gentle at any time, but with the word "Hua Yi" on it, it's like a beast being stepped on the scales. Deep fried.

When he spoke again, Wei Tao's voice was much softer, with a little impotent irritability, "It's alright, alright, don't mention him, I'll just ask you what you're up to now, can you always ask?"

"Well," Shen Yao turned over and lay on his back, staring at the ceiling above his head, "I'm reading a script."

"Script?" Wei Tao was startled again, "Didn't you always want to make a movie?"

Shen Yao also didn't want to talk about this topic, so he just answered vaguely, "I've changed my mind now, but it hasn't been decided yet, and I haven't gone to the audition yet."

Wei Tao could hear the resistance in his tone, so he asked other questions, "What movie? Interesting?"

"Han Yang's "The Trap," Shen Yao narrowed his eyes, "it's a bit suspenseful, quite interesting."

"Suspense, that's good," Wei Tao responded, and suddenly remembered something, "But if I remember correctly... this tablet seems to be a calcium tablet...?"

"Don't say it so ugly," Shen Yao disliked, "It's just a broken back."

Suddenly, Wei Tao felt something rushed into his mind, and he hurriedly asked again, "Is the other male lead decided? Who is it?"

This time Shen Yao was silent for a long time, so long that Wei Tao thought it was because the signal was bad and disconnected, and was about to hang up when he heard a low voice answer from the other end, "It's Hua Yi."

The author has something to say: Push a friend article——

Lu Shangen's "Schoolmaster's Strategy", the copywriting is as follows, sweet and romantic!

Light sweet wind, more daily =w=

Struggling for many years to catch up with Xueba at the same table.

He Qing: Can you stop studying?You are full of peerpressure (peer pressure) next to you.

Lin Weizhen: Your existence is pressure.

Sweet French male god Gong X external cold and internal heat medical boss Shou

(later a member of UN Translator & Doctors Without Borders)

This article is also known as "I only treat you as my deskmate, but you think about strategies, I have been thinking about it for many years"

For you, thousands of times.

A little story about healing, ideals, and choices at the fork in life. The main timeline is in college, and high school is in memories~

Having you to look up to when you are not strong enough, having your company and recognition on the way of growth, and finally standing by your side with an indisputable posture-this is the most romantic and happy thing I can think of.

Confession Theater——

"Studies have shown that there are specific neurons in the human brain. In the experiment, they will light up when they see their lover or hear his name."

"I have a neuron in my brain that lights up just for you."

The new article "I'm Greedy for Your Pheromones" has been published, check it out!

——The text is as follows——

This article is also known as "You and I have no destiny, it all depends on my dreaming"

☆Gentle scum big devil X-faced cold-hearted soft-hearted little pervert

Peerless Omega, top traffic, Tong Che, who is in charge of beauty in the entertainment industry, has a secret that cannot be told to anyone——

He is different from other Omega, he is in estrus every day 365 days a year!

Doctors give two suggestions:

Either find an Alpha with a high degree of fit to completely mark, or spend a lifetime with the Inhibitor.

Tong Che was indifferent yet firm: Excuse me, I'll choose inhibitors.

Until a dinner in the circle, Tong Che met his idol, actor Mu Hanfeng known as "Alpha with the strongest restraint".

That night, Tong Che was bitten by Mu Yingdi in his dream.

After waking up the next day, Tong Che discovered that this dream was more effective than inhibitors!

Thus, Tong Che began to hope every day to be marked by Mu Hanfeng in his dream.

Unexpectedly, after looking forward to it, Mu Hanfeng was looking forward to participating in the same love and cohabitation variety show with him.

initial--

On the surface, Tong Che was cold and reserved, polite and alienated: "Mr. Mu, I have known you for a long time."

Little did he know that his inner OS: Will he still dream of Teacher Mu tonight?Will Teacher Mu still bite me!

later--

Mu Hanfeng, who had always been abstinent and aloof, held Tong Che tightly in his arms, holding Tong Che's neck from behind, with deep eyes, and a very seductive tone, "Tong Tong, what did you say yesterday?" You pester me to bite you at night, do you like me?"

Tong Che shook his head frantically: No, I'm not, I'm just greedy for your pheromones!

Mu Hanfeng doesn't know when, a little omega with a perverted face will always appear in his dreams.

Little Omega would kiss his eyelids and bridge of nose, and sometimes secretly kiss his lips.

Little Omega also likes to touch his abdominal muscles and his waist, and occasionally even dares to pester him for a mark.

Mu Hanfeng thought it was funny at first, then he was aroused sexually, and then, and then, he was the only thing he had to do.

[ABO cookies in the entertainment circle / high degree of fit / no children / cute contrast / mutual love / HE]

By the way, vb is the hibiscus of storytelling.

Bow, love you guys.

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