warm color love

Han Yu didn't shy away from the presence of Zhang Yan. The person he's dating needs to be kept secret, but there's no need for him to be in love.

He has never had any character design, and Brother Wang also supports him. As for Zhang Yan, I hope he can retreat in spite of difficulties.

Even without Xie Zimu, Han Yu didn't want to have anything to do with him, he wasn't interested in playing around.

As expected, Zhang Yan's complexion suddenly changed, but he quickly returned to his original state. It can be seen that he has not been in vain for so many years, and his acting skills are also somewhat good.

"Brother Han, we've known each other for so long, and we're all in the same group. I've never seen you smile so softly." Zhang Yan said while watching Han Yu's face.

Han Yu stated straightforwardly: "This is my lover."

"Lover? When did Brother Han have a lover? I didn't expect that Brother Han would have a day when he would be in a golden house. I don't know if I can have a chance to meet." Zhang Yan was a little surprised that Han Yu directly admitted it. It's normal to say or directly conceal the marriage. Not many people want Han Yu to speak out like this, as if they are not worried that he will spread it to the outside world.

The golden house hides the charm?Han Yu thought it was a good word, and he really wanted to hide Xie Zimu, so as to save him from going out and messing around.

The person in front of him was one of the flowers and plants. Han Yu was a little angry, but the market was still indifferent, and he didn't show anything.

"He's an outsider, so it's inconvenient." Han Yu said lightly.

"Outsiders, that's really inconvenient. I don't know how long you've been together." Zhang Yan asked tentatively. In fact, he was still a little bit unwilling to give up. After finally seeing someone he likes, how could he be the owner? I'm really not reconciled to being dead.

He really likes to play a little bit these years. When he was with Xie Zimu, he also thought that Xie Zimu was good-looking and could help his career.

In the end, there is no emotion, so well, I don't care at all, and I quickly forget about it.

And there was the matter that there was someone behind Han Yu before, and he still hasn't figured out who it is, in fact, he himself is not very sure.

Although there are many men who like men, it doesn't stop Han Yu from doing what if he likes women. It's extremely difficult to bend, and it's not very realistic.

"Not long." Han Yu lowered his eyes. In fact, he and Xie Zimu have not been together for a long time, but it has been more than two years.

Zhang Yan is still guessing, but Han Yu doesn't seem to want to say more, just tell Zhang Yan that he has no interest in him. Although Zhang Yan loves to play, he is also a smart person, knowing what to say, what Shouldn't it be said that after his thoughts disappeared, he could be quiet for a while.Every time he faced Zhang Yan's strike-up and embarrassing chats, he was also very uncomfortable. Chatting with his lover's ex was nothing.

Fortunately, Director Quan soon asked Han Yu to talk about the play, and Han Yu got out of the embarrassing situation.

Zhang Yan stayed by his side all the time, and he was not easy to drive people away, as if he didn't exist, but the atmosphere also made him a little restless.

"Xiao Yu, you will have some physical conflict with Sheng Hong in that scene later, you should rehearse it in advance, to perform that kind of intense feeling, your body movements should be crisp and neat, and the expression on your face should not be careless." Director Quan Holding the script and talking there, Zhuang Shenghong smiled when he saw Han Yu coming over and nodding his head.

Han Yu and Zhuang Shenghong didn't know each other very well, and they didn't speak a few words in the crew. Most of the time, they still played against each other and then started filming directly. Both of them had a refreshing temperament, so the rivalry was not bad.

Han Yu and Zhuang Shenghong practiced their positions, and after a few familiarizations, the filming officially started.Han Yu grabbed Zhuang Shenghong by the collar, and then pushed him against the wall. The difference in height between the two was not very big, Zhuang Shenghong was slightly taller, and he looked a little youthful with the clothes. Looking from behind, at this time The sun was just right, the curtains were blown by the wind, and the sunlight shone through the branches of the tree on the bodies of the two teenagers, which was a bit beautiful.

Someone on the side was quietly taking pictures. Although they can't send them out, it's good to keep them for yourself.

The picture is very beautiful, but the lines are not. The two sides talk harshly, then Han Yu turns and leaves, and the long shot ends.

Director Quan called the sound card, then replayed the footage, watched it two or three times, and said yes.

Han Yu immediately walked in front of Zhuang Shenghong: "Actor Zhuang, I'm sorry just now, I have gained some strength, I don't know if I hurt you."

Zhuang Shenghong smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, I'm a big man, how could I be so weak, and besides, you don't have much strength, I was the one who leaned back later."

Han Yu just heard a muffled sound, and the two of them were wearing few clothes, so there must be pain.

"I'm not much older than you, don't call me actor Zhuang all day long, just call me by my name, or Brother Zhuang, they all call you that, so I'll call you Xiaoyu." Zhuang Shenghong smiled handsomely Handsome, very sunny, and very attractive to little girls.

"Okay, then I'll call you Brother Zhuang from now on." Han Yu felt a little at a loss for the familiar actor Zhuang.

"Farewell to you, why are you using respectful words?" Zhuang Shenghong felt that Han Yu was a little interesting. It was quite interesting to look at a quiet and indifferent person at ordinary times. He seldom listened to him. It's a bit unbearable, a very respectful feeling. Anyway, he is not used to it, and he feels unbearable. Maybe he will be willing when he reaches the age of Quan Dao.

Zhuang Shenghong ran to Director Quan again after speaking, and asked with a playful smile: "Director Quan, how was the scene between me and Xiao Yu just now? Was it unexpectedly good?"

He came out under Quan Dao, and he kept making jokes, and Quan Dao was used to it.

"What's the matter, generalization, hurry up and prepare for the next game." Director Quan raised his voice.

"Generalization is generalization, I'll take it as your compliment." Then he dragged Han Yu to prepare for the next scene.

"This old man is like this. He puts on a face all day long and scares me to death. There were children who scared him to tears before, tsk tsk tsk." Zhuang Shenghong lowered his voice, pulled Han Yu and said quietly, and made a gesture Quan Dao's serious expression was so vivid that Han Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He didn't expect Zhuang Shenghong to be such an interesting person, and it's not quite the same as what he knew before.

The two will have a lot of rivalry scenes in the coming days, because of Han Yu's previous illness, and the crew has plenty of time, everyone will listen to Director Quan's arrangement, and no one will make any fuss.

Han Yu himself did not have any conflicts with some of the actors in the crew, and he would intentionally block people when filming, and the male and female leading actors above did not raise any objections, so the people below did not dare.

Zhang Yan has been watching the interaction between Zhuang Shenghong and Han Yu with cold eyes. Han Yu is such a person. He looks very cold, but it still makes you feel warm and you can't help but want to get close, not to mention he has a long face. A pretty face.

It's not that he didn't understand Han Yu's meaning, he took a puff of the cigarette, and then exhaled it, the smoke drifted away in the air and dissipated.

Han Yu has no interest in him anymore, and he clearly hopes that he will not pester him. He is not such an ignorant person, but fortunately, he does not have a deep-rooted love for Han Yu. As the fire flickered, he took down the cigarette, threw it on the ground, and crushed it with his toe, and the smoke soon went out.

He took his last puff of cigarette, put his hands in his pockets, and went for a walk, whistling.

The author has something to say:

Zhang Yan: It’s all your fault, otherwise I could still be good friends with Brother Han

Xie Zimu:? ? ?

Han Yu: Yes