Pick up a ghost king boyfriend

That night, Yan Yu, who was fooled by the conveyor belt sushi, lay down on the bed contentedly.

Fang Chuhan was stunned: "Why are you still sleeping?"

"Is it comfortable here? I want to experience life." Yan Yu rolled over on the bed, sat up again and tried the flexibility of getting out of bed, very satisfied.

"Then where should I sleep?" Fang Chuhan had a bad feeling, so he ran over to find a corner on the bed.

Concubine Yanyu lay reclining on the bed, with one foot outstretched, and kicked Fang Chuhan off decisively: "Only a king can sleep on a bed, and the ants should disperse quickly."

Fang Chuhan pursed his mouth, and his two dimples were filled with grievances. Seeing that Yan Yu had not softened at all, he could only take out the spare quilt, twist it into a quilt tube, and slipped in.

Yan Yu leaned over to take a look, pushed the giant "caterpillar" to the wall with his feet, looked at the space left by the side of the bed, and nodded: "Caterpillar, remember not to snort or grind your teeth, otherwise the lamp ghost will kill you." The status quo is your future." After speaking, he lay down and closed his eyes.

Fang Chuhan made a muffled reply, but he was comfortably huddled in the corner of the wall. The light shone on the wallpaper, giving off a soft light, which made his dark circles a little lighter.

The carpet in the hotel is very thick, the quilt exudes the fragrance of softener, there is no ghost world, even a spider in the corner is very round and cute.

In such a lovely world, Fang Chuhan fell into a deep sleep, incomparably sweet, the first time in five years that he had a hearty dream, and no accident... overslept.

"Ah~~~~~~" The cry penetrated the entire room, and before the sleepy Yan Yu had time to get mad, he only saw a figure rolling out quickly, and the noise became farther and farther away.

Yan Yu's single circuit in his brain realized that the problem had been solved, closed his eyes, fell back to sleep.

As a newcomer, procrastination and being late are taboos.Fang Chuhan has only been in the group for two days, and he has already occupied them all.

He has 1 annoyances in his heart, and he has no professionalism, so he doesn't talk about acting skills.It's as if without martial virtue, the value of force is not worthy of attention at all, because it is destined not to become a master of Taoism.

The male third, who had made up his mind [-] times and criticized himself for half an hour, finally arrived at the set, saying "I'm sorry" all the way and rushing inward.

Today's recording location is still the studio, following the follow-up scene of "the rich second generation is mistaken for a model by the female second".

Fang Chuhan was ready to apologize and be scolded, but when he entered, he was stunned: there was no one in the filming crew, and the entire studio was empty, only the sound of his panicked footsteps was still echoing.

Realizing that something was wrong, Fang Chuhan immediately made a sharp turn and ran towards the door. If he encounters a ghost again on the set, Director Yang Yi probably won't keep him anymore.

A white figure appeared at the door, abruptly blocking Fang Chuhan's retreat, and he was stupefied with fright.

"Fang Chuhan? What's wrong with you?" Han Yiyi walked in, looking lighter and slender than yesterday.

"Sorry, I was wrong." Fang Chuhan took a breath when he saw Han Yiyi, and he was reborn after the catastrophe.

"It seems that we came early." Han Yiyi continued to walk in. She didn't wear leather shoes today, and the two walked in together. Fang Chuhan only heard her own footsteps.

"I remember that our scene started shooting at 9 o'clock, and it's almost 10 o'clock now." Fang Chuhan muttered, the script in his hand was a little wrinkled.

Han Yiyi turned around and smiled: "At first, I was worried that the third male would be a very immature rookie. I don't really like to partner with people who read numbers."

"Read the numbers?" Seeing Han Yiyi sitting down, Fang Chuhan chose a seat not too far away.

"It's just that I don't pay much attention. When I arrive at the scene, I just read 1, 2, 3..., the kind of dubbing in the later stage." Han Yiyi said while imitating.

Fang Chuhan laughed: "I've heard of it, and there are even more exaggerated ones, where the substitute stands opposite, and the frontal shots are made up later."

Han Yiyi and Fang Chuhan laughed at the same time. In this circle, a small fire depends on strength, and a big fire depends on luck.Everyone can only rely on their conscience, because the result is not directly proportional to the effort.

"So I'm very fortunate that a good partner can easily spark the spark of a character." Han Yiyi's hearty laughter has not yet dissipated, but her face is tinged with sadness. Fang Chuhan wonders if it is suitable to know someone for two days The person who opened his mouth to ask what was on his mind could only pretend that he didn't notice it, and turned his head away.

"Let's play against each other. In yesterday's part, I think you performed very well. I want to capture the feeling of today." Han Yiyi's voice was not a trace of haze, Fang Chuhan looked back at her: the look is normal, and I can't help but feel that Self-conscious, nodded happily.The play begins...

"What are they doing?" The rich second generation asked the female BD of the advertising company.

"Make a milk bath, you lie in it later, we will sprinkle roses on you..." the female BD explained.

"Wait, why do I have to take off my clothes? Do you know how much I'm worth?" The rich second representative expressed disbelief.The female BD doesn't care about him, she shoots too many commercials, she knows how hypocritical these celebrities and models are.At this time, the big guy will get the manager, and the little Xiami will not show his face directly, otherwise he will definitely get you a bunch of amaryllis flowers, which is obviously an onion.

"Unbutton it if you don't take it off." After the female BD finished speaking, she pushed the rich second generation into the bathtub, and the rich second generation fell into it, splashing milk and bath water.

"You woman, are you crazy!" the rich second generation roared.

The female BD didn't care about him, so she simply pushed his head into the bathtub, and when the rich second generation poked his head out, the chestnut hair was hanging wetly on the side of the face, making the whole face more three-dimensional and delicate, and the flowing water droplets looked milky and tender. He wanted it, and the effect was amazing. Before he could speak, the photographer rushed up to snap a quick shot.

The female BD laughed triumphantly.

When the film crew came in, they saw Fang Chuhan screaming there, then thumped in the empty bathtub, half-kneeled and stood up, showing a restrained expression.

Director Yang Yi turned to the executive director and asked, "This actor is really devoted, is he so hysterical by reciting his lines by himself?"

The executive director nodded, and felt that Fang Chuhan's acting was too passionate.

On Han Yiyi's side, she tucked her hair from the side of her face behind her ears, showing a slight smile, and said to Chu Han, "Thank you."

Fang Chuhan was withdrawing his acting emotions, and when he heard this sentence, he turned his head with a smile, and asked with a hint of doubt in his expression, "Thank you for what?"

His eyes saw Han Yiyi rising slowly, and then gradually fading in front of him, leaving a sentence as an answer: "Thank you for playing with me for the last time."

Fang Chuhan fell back into the empty bathtub with a "bang", with his mouth half-opened, looking at the place where Han Yiyi disappeared.

This is the first time since he was able to see a ghost, he lost his composure not because of fear, but because of surprise and regret.

The author says:

When I was writing about Han Yiyi, I actually thought of Gu Baizhi played by Ma Yinyin, who is independent, strong and generous.