The Melaleuca Routine of Fishing Attack

Lin Yan touched his upper lip with his index finger, wiped it lightly, and looked down at him: "Mr. Xie, have you been drinking?"

Xie Moyu wiped away the marks on his lips with his index finger: "No."

The summer night was very quiet, neither of them said anything more, Lin Yan slowly squatted down and sat beside him.He was wearing a white sportswear, and there was some grass clippings on the bottom of his trousers. Xie Moyu reached out to help him rub it off, and patted it clean.

Lin Yan turned his head to look at him, without saying a word, there were subtle chirping sounds all around him, and his eyes were shining brightly with the moonlight.

Xie Moyu looked at him, speechless.

Lin Yan approached slowly, and the tip of his tall nose almost touched his cheek.

Xie Moyu's pupils shrank.

He almost smelled a little mint smell from Lin Yan's body, and his eyes were fixed on Lin Yan, but the other party just sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, and then slowly retreated.

Lin Yan sat down against the tree trunk, looked back at him, and said, "Drink it."

There seemed to be a little confusion in his eyes.

Xie Moyu:

In fact, how drunk can you get with that little wine?

Just a glass.

"Red wine? Wine?" Lin Yan's previous unease gradually disappeared. He looked at Xie Moyu with a slight amused smile, and asked, "Mr. Xie likes relatives when he's drunk? Why?"

"Isn't it the right scene?" Xie Moyu took the fig leaf and went down the steps: "The kiss scene in the afternoon was just right, I want to feel the feeling of kissing while it's dark."

After finishing speaking, he looked into Lin Yan's eyes and asked tentatively, "Could this be Director Lin's first kiss?"

He lowered his head, shrouded in moonlight, his white fingers wrapped around a grass tip: "Yes."

"It's even. It's my first time too." Xie Moyu stretched out his hand, patted his thin shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Get up, let's go, it's getting late."

The two got into the car inexplicably.

With the high-sounding excuse of "drunkness", the previous relationship that was almost misplaced was corrected again.

It's just that there is still some ambiguity in the car.

Lin Yan quietly put his thin white fingers on the black steering wheel and turned on the high beams.

A slightly remote film and television base, there are some farmhouses nearby, the winding mountain road is like a white cut wound around the mountain, some small animal suddenly appeared in the middle of the road, the two eyes were illuminated, the reflection was shining, the tail was thick, brown , with short ears, turned out to be a little raccoon.

There are still a few small ones hidden in the bushes beside the road, looking left and right.

Lin Yan slammed on the brakes and stopped, and then the two of them witnessed the little raccoon family crossing the road and slowly strolling past in the car.

Squeeze.

Xie Moyu took a photo and saved it.

Lin Yan looked at him sideways and smiled slightly.

"I haven't asked you yet." Lin Yan sat in the driver's cab, stepped on the accelerator, closed the window, and the night wind blew in.

"Ok?"

Xie Moyu kept the photo and looked back at him.

"Why is it so awkward to make emotional scenes?" Lin Yan asked him, "Is it because you hate Liu Ziqing?"

Xie Moyu didn't expect him to say that, he was taken aback for a moment, and said, "Why do you say that?"

"I heard people say that you have a bad relationship with him, and that he is a bad person?" Lin Yan asked.

"No." Xie Moyu bowed his head and sighed softly: "It's my own problem. I'll adjust it and I should be able to be in shape tomorrow."

What can he say?

After all, the actors have been finalized, and it will be difficult to replace Lin Yan temporarily.

It's a pity that Xie Moyu didn't wait for the next day's duel.

In the evening, at the hotel, he posted the photo of the little raccoon crossing the road on Weibo, said good night, and fell asleep.

He thought he would see a lot of people asking what small animals are when he woke up the next day, but he turned around when he woke up the next day, but was confused by the inexplicable hot searches.

"Xie Moyu, you don't need to do this, right? I know you punch six hundred yards, but you don't have to be so serious when filming."

"Ms. Liu was injured in filming..."

"Why bother, you are already popular enough, others are still seniors and almost confused, so they are not blocking your way."

..

what has he done?

Xie Moyu sneered, thinking, are you talking about yesterday's play?

But that didn't really fight, it was just a play.

He flipped through the hot search, and saw a title:

#《lightthefire》Reuters map#

Click to see, Jiugongge, one of which is Liu Ziqing's wounded picture.

It was nothing at first, but with the text explanation, it seems to be a bit of a problem.

"The Reuters photo of "light the fire" is here! Are you satisfied with the makeup of the two? Mr. Liu is so dedicated! The play is really hard work, no ambiguity at all!"

At the bottom, there is a separate photo of the two people with fixed makeup, in the style of the Republic of China. In addition, there is a GIF animation of the two fighting each other. It is obvious that Xie Moyu is the dominant of the two fighting in the picture; take a look again The picture of the bruise alone made it easy for people to think that it was Xie Moyu himself who caused Liu Ziqing's serious injury.

Soon, the phone rang, Xie Moyu leaned on the bed and flicked the phone to answer the phone: "Hello?"

Over there was manager Xu Li. He answered the phone, and the first thing he said was: "Is Liu Ziqing filming with you?"

Xie Moyu lowered his eyelids and hummed in a low voice.

Xu Li sighed, and said, "Did I mention to you before that Liu Ziqing is very sinister?"

Xie Moyu lifted the quilt and got up. The assistant outside the door rang the doorbell and called his name. He put on a white bathrobe to open the door, let the assistant in, and said, "You said it. I know."

Xu Liyu said earnestly: "Mr. Xie, you are still young, and you have not experienced much in the world. There is a kind of person who will take every opportunity to trip you up, even if it is a small detail, a small point of suppression."

Xie Moyu sighed: "Did you see the hot search?"

Xu Li said, "Yes."

"Who wrote the copy? Don't know if it's a makeup effect?" Xie Moyu asked.

"Copy..." Xu Li sighed, and said decisively: "I'm sure Liu Ziqing bought the hot search, such a stupid thing, anyway, it can't be done by your crew."

It's too cloudy.

If Xie Moyu came forward to clarify, then Liu Ziqing could completely say that he didn't know, the editor of the marketing account only saw the picture and misunderstood, thinking it was a real fight, that's why he said that, it had nothing to do with him.

It is easy to remove all suspicion in this matter.

But if Xie Moyu specifically clarified such a trivial matter, it would appear that he is petty.

This kind of passer-by's perspective can't find anything wrong, and the copywriting that is found to be easy to dump to the editor is simply tailor-made to black him.

Could it be so misleading?

Xie Moyu sat by the bed.

The assistant brought him a breakfast of buns and soy milk.

Xie Moyu said thank you, sat on the small wooden table by the window and started eating, the phone was still on.

"Does Director Lin know?" Xu Li asked him.

"I don't know if he knows." Xie Moyu lowered his eyes, he remembered what happened that night again, and smiled again.

Was he really drunk last night?

When I woke up in the morning, when I thought about it, I felt that I had really crossed the line.

The point is, Lin Yan didn't get angry when he stole Director Lin Da's first kiss as a man?

Lin Yan looks cold, but his temper is really good.

"One more thing," Xu Li said, "Is there anyone next to you?"

"No one." Xie Moyu glanced at the assistant beside him and said, "There is only one assistant."

"Oh, I want to say, Mr. Xie, you must keep your sexual orientation a secret. You must not let others know. You should know that if you use this to make a fuss, it will be easy to be banned."

The agent added: "Of course, Mr. Xie, you don't care, but I'm miserable." Housing loan and car loan, you need money for everything.

"understood."

Xie Moyu nodded amusedly.

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!