Above, please use some force

Fang Jun didn't say anything, even though He Wen wanted to ask, he didn't ask.

Their current relationship is like walking on ice side by side. As long as one of them exerts a little force, the ice under their feet will shatter, and the situation they are facing will be a new beginning.

He Wen is used to taking the initiative, and once he is interested, he will chase after it. In his life, he wants to be happy.

But he always felt that his feelings towards Fang Jun were still a little bit worse.

Until that day, He Wen happened to have a scene to shoot, but Fang Jun, who has always been inseparable, was not in the studio.

He Wen, who was wearing a dark blue gown, was squatting on the ground to eat a boxed lunch. The food was poor, and the only thing he could feel when he chewed the vegetables was that they were rotten.

There are occasional small complaints around, especially men, who eat a lot, and a box of rice can't fill their stomachs at all.

He Wen cleaned up a few vegetable leaves in the lunch box three times, five times and two times, and burped. This body has a small appetite, which is easy to pass.

A person's experience can affect things that are far greater than what he can bear. He can eat delicacies from mountains and seas with all kinds of enjoyment, and he can also eat rotten vegetables with contentment.

He stood up and threw the lunch box into the black garbage bag in the corner. When he turned around, he caught sight of the person passing by, and his gaze swept across the video camera held by the other party. After a pause, He Wen took a few steps back , raised the corner of his lips, and outlined a smile: "Can you lend me a look?"

The crew has a cameraman who is responsible for shooting their NG shots and the state of the set. The clips shot are used as sideshows, which can not only play a role in publicity, but also tell the audience another side of the stars.

The one who was stopped was a young girl named Wu Fang, who had just joined the crew not long ago and was still a trainee director. When she looked up and saw the man in front of her, she couldn't help being slightly taken aback. She had also heard many colleagues talk about this star in private. Because of curiosity, I can't help but pay more attention.

Men in their thirties are undoubtedly attractive, mature, stable, and rational. They bid farewell to the age of recklessness and frizz, especially for girls in their early twenties who have just graduated from college. They are extremely attractive.

If it was He Wen in the past, his palms would sweat nervously when facing the opposite sex, but now, he can show the most charming side by raising his eyebrows and curling his lips.

"Here...here you." Wu Fang faltered with a red face, and handed the camera over.

He Wen smiled slightly to express his gratitude, reached out to take it, and zoomed in on the camera, looking at the two fuzzy figures who were pulling together. It should have been taken accidentally without adjusting the size of the screen. There were buildings blocking it, so it was too blurry to see. One of them had a scar on his wrist that others might not recognize, but being the culprit of that scar was another matter.

He calmly withdrew his expression and returned the camera to the other party, with a smile on his lips, but that smile didn't melt into his eyes.

"Card."

"Card--"

"Card---"

All the staff in the studio didn't dare to show their aura. They all looked at the man who lowered his head and frowned, and forgot his words again and again, while the other old actors had bad looks on their faces. This scene has been repeated no less than once.

Wang Wei threw away the script impatiently, and spat out mercilessly insulting: "He Wen, can you bring your brain, I can't remember a few lines, you are not playing a dead person."

The man who was being scolded raised his eyebrows, and behind his calm eyes was endless violence. Everyone had an attitude of watching the show, but the man just said lightly: "Sorry."

Song Ziyu, who has always been withdrawn and indifferent, and never came to the studio without a show, unexpectedly appeared today. He sat in front of the monitor and looked at the man on the screen: "Director Wang, I also often forget my lines. After all, he hasn't made any work for more than two years. It takes a process of adaptation."

Wang Wei frowned, and looked at the young man beside him strangely, with an inexplicable smile on his face, paused for a few seconds, and shouted, "Try again in 2 minutes."

In the actor's lounge, He Wen was leaning against the door, smoking a cigarette, puffing, with an unpredictable and complicated expression. His mind was full of images of Fang Jun arguing with that man, his thoughts were not concentrated, and he forgot his words.

After living two lifetimes, it is very clear what is the reason for the current emotional change, He Wen took a deep breath on his cigarette.

Fang Jun, it seems that I have to recruit you to be my manager honestly.

After 2 minutes, the gaffer and cameraman are ready to be in place.

"Action."

In the lobby of the Xuan family, the atmosphere was oppressive and solemn.

"The cargo at sea encountered a storm, so whether it can arrive safely is a problem. If it loses its reputation, the chances of running for the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce this time will be small." Xuan Yuan, the Patriarch of the Xuan Family, looked serious.

"Why don't you just keep going and find someone to go to the Tang family's warehouse to steal seventy or eighty bags of new rice." Xuan Ling, the boss of the Xuan family, suggested.

"We are in the rice business, not stealing." Xuan Yuan's sharp eyes swept away, and Xuan Ling immediately fell silent.

"Yaoer, what do you think?"

"Let the Tang family offer to cooperate with us." Xuan Qing tapped the armrest of the chair with his index finger, and said in a deep voice, "Although there are hundreds of rice shops in Cangzhou, the leaders are nothing more than our two. If we can marry, the future That's easy."

"Marriage?" Before Xuan Yuan could speak, Xuan Ling jumped up, retreated to the door, and said in horror: "Tang Yu is a well-known crazy woman in the town. She has a bad temper, is ugly, arrogant and domineering. Give me [-] oceans, and I don't even want to look at her more."

Xuan Qing squinted her eyes, and smiled casually: "I heard that the third miss of the Tang family is back."

The camera zoomed in, and the glare of the light hit He Wen's face. His eyes were dark and deep, with a sharp light at the end of his slightly raised eyes, and there was a slight smile on his lips, full of wildness and unpredictability.

The original setting of the script is that Xuan Qing is just a bit of foreign ink, with a sloppy stomach, an impulsive and violent dude, but He Wen's interpretation at this moment gives people a kind of deep city, evil from the soul, which makes people unpredictable The feeling of inner thoughts.

"Prepare for the next match."

Wang Wei shouted to stop expressionlessly, only those who are familiar with him can hear the hidden recognition in his voice.

Song Ziyu clasped his hands between his legs, his gaze shifted, and the corners of his pursed lips raised a tiny arc.

Because He Wen's interpretation has changed the initial setting of the characters in the script, this scene was passed on to Ye Huai, the screenwriter of "Broken Cocoon" on the same day. trip.

There is no shortage of powerful actors in this circle, but there is a lack of actors who are bold and innovative, who dare to add self-awareness to the role, and who can control it perfectly.

Courage and ability can also be linked.

At three o'clock in the morning, He Wen returned to the hotel after finishing the boring filming. He stood at the door and knocked a few times, and the door opened from the inside. Fang Jun seemed to come out of the bathroom in a hurry. The water was not wiped clean, and the pajamas she was wearing were stuck to it, and two brown spots on her chest were looming.

"Tempting me?" He Wen raised his eyebrows: "Unbutton two pajamas and expose your beautiful collarbone, the effect will be better."

Getting used to the other party's teasing words, Fang Jun closed the door, poured a glass of water for He Wen, and leaned against the table: "I have something to do today, and I will follow you from now on."

He Wen drank a few sips of water, took off his shirt, stood under the air conditioner to blow the cool breeze, turned his back to Fang Jun and said directly: "Who is that person?"

His eyes fell on the man's thin, burnt back, Fang Jun frowned, unexpectedly calm, without denying, he gave an answer: "His name is Xu Bo, screenwriter, my father."

He Wen shook his eyebrows, father?He turned around and sat on the chair to open the notebook, clicked on the Baidu search page and entered a few words, and He Wen read a few pages.

Xu Bai, won the top three screenwriters in 2013, the costume dramas and court dramas created by him have become popular dramas one by one, and he is known as the golden pen screenwriter in the film and television industry.

"You've been with him all day today? Don't look at me like that, I don't have the ability to predict." He Wen pursed his lips: "It's just that a cameraman in the crew accidentally captured it."

"It was so blurry that no one could recognize it except me."

This sentence inexplicably put Fang Jun in a good mood. He casually picked up the cup He Wen had drunk and took a sip of water: "My parents divorced when I was very young, and I immigrated to France with my mother. The "Gong Mei Ren" created by him happened to be shot here."

"I haven't seen him for seven or eight years." Fang Jun said in a low voice, looking at the night outside the window.

The atmosphere was too dull, so He Wen changed the subject: "I sweated a lot today." In the 39-degree weather, wearing an airtight gown with a white undershirt underneath, it was extremely hot.

"You can't take a shower yet." Fang Jun pursed his lips, went to the bathroom and got a wet towel for He Wen.

With a dark face, He Wen wiped the area that could be wiped, rubbed it randomly on his crotch, handed the towel to Fang Jun, and asked in puzzlement, "Is it almost healed soon?" According to the doctor, it is almost Heal, grow new skin.

After washing the towel, he came out to wipe He Wen's back. The movements were skillful and gentle. Fang Jun's eyes flickered, and he said calmly, "It's not that fast."

Lying on the bed, the corner of He Wen's mouth twitched.

More than a month after the filming of "Broken Cocoon" started, it was notified to stop filming. No one knew the reason, and He Wen received a text message at that time.

Back to T city, I miss you.

The author has something to say: This is an inspirational story of a despised past star stepping on the shoulders of others to stand at the highest position in the film industry.

This is the awesome life of a romantic uncle who hugs all kinds of beauties on the left and right, and has Grandpa Mao in his pocket.

A certain author smoked, the above is purely fictitious.