The Melaleuca Routine of Fishing Attack

the other side.

In the studio office.

"What? Replace Liu Ziqing?" The assistant director turned up the volume.

"Yeah." Lin Yan bowed his head and flipped through the script, then said, "He's not suitable."

"Why?" The producer said puzzledly: "Director Lin, Mr. Liu's acting skills are good, why did you replace him?"

"Just acting is enough?" Lin Yan snorted and asked, "Your standards are so low?"

"What do you mean?" the assistant director asked.

The few people present did not say a word, but they roughly guessed what it was.

That inexplicable Reuters photo hot search was not bought by the crew, but who bought it. The few people present knew it well: they made it clear that they stepped on Xie Moyu to show themselves, and of course the only one with vested interests was Liu Ziqing.

However, it is normal for celebrities to sell miserably, and the studio will send a message from time to time, expressing how difficult it is to film and how dedicated the actors are.

But directing the blame on Xie Moyu is really a bit disgusting.

The camera assistant on the other side explained in a low voice: "I also think it's better to change it. To be honest, both of them have good acting skills, but they can't be combined together.. It doesn't taste right." "There is no CP feeling." The assistant who poured tea passed by My sister Xiao Wu said.

"Yes, yes, yes." The photography assistant reached a consensus with her.

Assistant Director & Producer: "Then who does he have a more CP feeling with?" someone asked.

The eyes of several people in the room moved to Lin Yan in unison.

One second, two seconds, and moved away at the same time.

Of course, no one dared to say anything.

The air froze for a moment, the assistant director coughed lightly, and then said: "Okay, I support the replacement of Mr. Liu. But it hurts people to do this directly. We have no objection. People who like him must have objections. He also prepared this brutal It’s been a long time, why don’t you give him another role?”

"Yes." Lin Yan said, pushed the script over, circled a name, and said, "He is quite suitable for this role."

Everyone looked over and couldn't help but lower their voices and laugh.

This is a supporting role cannon fodder who will get lunch soon.

"Where can I find the second male?" The meeting was over, and the assistant director followed Lin Yan and walked out.

"I don't know, take your time." Lin Yan rolled up the script and held it in the palm of his hand.

Outside the venue, the lighting engineer was sitting there chatting with the director. Both of them were girls. They lowered their heads and didn't know what to look at. Their smiling eyes narrowed, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

The two didn't see the person coming behind them, squatting at the door of the imitation of the Republic of China building, one of them suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha Director Lin and Xie Moyu are a good match, I really fainted." "Yesterday Teacher Xie sent a picture, it was taken in the car, he is in the co-pilot, guess who is in the cab?"

"Who?"

"Look at this picture, zoom in, the hand on the steering wheel, the watch on the wrist is the Patek Philippe blue watch, you will look at Director Lin's hand later, and you will find a strange similarity... Huh." The two looked at each other at the same time.

A white and slender hand wearing a Patek Philippe held a roll of script and swayed by her side.

The two raised their eyes and saw Lin Yan's side face. He had a straight nose, and he glanced at the two of them from top to bottom without saying a word.

Gaffer & Scene Recorder: The scene froze.

"Hello, cough, cough, Director Lin."

Lin Yan and the assistant director went out. Under the sunlight, there was a subtle silence.

"Why don't you try the second male lead, Director Lin? You used to be an actor, and I can trust your acting skills." The assistant director asked him tentatively, with a joking attitude.

However, Lin Yan remembered that night, the cool night wind, the rugged mountain road, the kiss with unknown meaning on his lips, and the subtle embarrassment that made people not know how to deal with it.

Shooting with Xie Moyu?

He frowned and remained silent.

After a while, it stretched out again.

He suddenly had an inexplicable idea: if they really came to shoot, maybe the effect would be really good.

"Mr. Xie, I have to go to the audition this afternoon."

The door opened, and standing outside was Lin Yan's assistant, Xiao Wu.

Xie Moyu just put on his T-shirt, leaning against the door, holding on to the door frame, he frowned, and asked, "Try it? What kind of scene? Didn't they all start filming, and change roles temporarily?"

Xiao Wu hummed and said, "Teacher Liu has been replaced."

Xie Moyu: "..?"

"Liu Ziqing?" Xie Moyu raised his eyebrows slightly, he remembered the trending search for black people that Liu Ziqing bought, and thought, is it because of this.

Did Lin Yan see it?

Was he so interested in the artist's personal qualities?

"Wow, really?" Xiao Chen, Xie Moyu's assistant on the side, was very happy, and laughed happily: "It's finally replaced! But, who will replace him?"

"Cough," Xiao Wu outside the door scratched his head, and said, "If you don't change anyone, Director Lin will do it yourself."

Xie Moyu:

He put down his glass and nearly choked on it.

Xiao Chen, Xie Moyu's assistant, opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and exclaimed, "No way, Director Lin can still act?"

"No, no." Xiao Wu shook his head and said modestly: "It's just a try first. If it's suitable, we don't need to find any more actors; if it doesn't work, we will continue to screen the second male. Therefore, if Director Lin can't get in, just watch Did the audition go well in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay, thank you." Xiao Chen seemed a little excited, and couldn't help asking: "In the afternoon audition, can we "idle people" like us be able to watch?I really want to watch director Lin's play, but I haven't seen it yet. "

Xiao Wu smiled shyly: "You can look it up online. Director Lin is also an actor, and there are movies he acted in when he was a child on the Internet, although the style is different from the one he shoots now."

The two exchanged a few more words, and Xiao Wu left.

As soon as the door was closed, Xie Moyu was reading the script and memorizing the lines, while his assistant was sitting by the tea table, lowering his head and carefully searching for the movies that Lin Yan acted in when he was a child—oh, there are quite a few.

He clicked on a familiar title, it was a children's series with dozens of episodes.He turned the volume down to minimum,

The first episode was playing, he looked down and smiled, and then, a shadow slowly blocked him behind him, and when he looked up, it was his boss Xie Moyu.

Xie Moyu stood behind him, also watching, and asked, "Which one is him?"

Xiao Chen coughed lightly, and pointed at a slender little shadow: "That's the handsome guy in the white dress. The one with the oval face, the one with bangs on his forehead, white skin and bright eyes."

"Is this what he played?"

Xie Moyu watched intently and couldn't help but also smiled.

This drama belongs to childhood memories, it looks like a naive family drama, but when he saw the people on the screen, he immediately remembered this drama he had watched when he was a child.

I don’t remember the plot at all, but I only remember that there was a handsome guy in the play. Although he didn’t appear many times, his eyebrows and eyes could see his heart. Feel.

Halfway through the video, a string of banners such as "Childhood God", "White Moonlight", "My earliest first love" floated across the barrage.

Sure enough, human aesthetics are similar.

The people he thought were good-looking when he was a child are equally unforgettable to others.

Immediately, Xie Moyu remembered that he would have an audition with the grown-up Lin Yan in the afternoon. His eyes fell on the face of the little boy on the narrow mobile phone screen.

I was not very cheerful when I was a child.

This is Lin Yan, the more he grows up, the more boring he is?

Xie Moyu laughed lowly.

Just watching, Lin Yan sent him a message, which seemed to be sent after a long time of struggle:

- Teacher Xie;

-Like last night, that's fine;

Xie Moyu tapped the screen with his slender fingers and sent:

-What drama?

Lin Yan:

- it's a kiss scene.

When Xie Moyu didn't pay attention, there was a seemingly inconspicuous comment under the trending search of #《lightthefire》粉丝图#.

Muzi V: Thank you everyone for your recognition of my makeup skills. The scarred makeup on Teacher Liu's face is really perfect! "applause" "applause"

This statement was quickly pushed up, and the comments were divided into three factions:

Passerby: "Huh? So it was made up. I thought it was real. Now the makeup technology is too good."

"I can't see it at all. But isn't this copywriting a little bit miserly?"

"Upstairs + 1."

Xie Moyu's fans rushed over and cursed: "Some people just said that it was Yuxia's beating! Come here and apologize!"

"A certain person's fans are all on the main Weibo! The shock is dead!"

""split""

"Apologize to Teacher Xie!"

..

And so on.

In short, only a Reuters picture was released for this film, and the fans of the original two leading actors pinched it first.

In the studio office.

The assistant director secretly rejoiced that he had decided to change people, otherwise, with the relationship between the two, the film would not be able to produce the hazy and beautiful effect of a same-sex film, and it would probably have a smothering atmosphere.

"Is it okay to do it like this?" the makeup artist asked Lin Yan.

This can be regarded as a step down for the two parties, so that they will not be too rigid. At the same time, it can also be regarded as a warning to Liu Ziqing who is secretly causing trouble.

"Yes." Lin Yan glanced at it, and then asked the assistant director, "What did Liu Ziqing say?"

"He agreed."

"Where is Mr. Xie?"

"He has no objection." The assistant director said in a daze, "Mr. Xie is still very easy to talk to, if he says he will play a supporting role, he will play a supporting role, and he doesn't ask too many questions."

As a director, someone who has no competitive relationship with him, people like Xie Moyu are actually very comfortable to get along with, or in other words, they are very good at keeping a sense of proportion.

Will not lose his temper, easy to talk, sometimes even modest.

But it's different when it comes to competition.

"Liu's matter has been settled? Has he become a supporting role?" Manager Xu Li called.

"Yes, others felt that he would not be able to stand and choose to quit, but he agreed to come down."

Xie Moyu was sitting by the window, lowering his eyelashes, a dragonfly landed outside, and the translucent lines of its wings could be seen clearly.

"Oh," Xu Li smiled, but reminded: "Then Mr. Xie, you have to pay attention. He may have stayed here because he wanted to collect evidence."

Xie Moyu lowered his head, pinching the pen with his slender fingers, and made a mark on the script: "What do you mean?"

"It means that he wants to catch you. How did those celebrities who quit the circle get blocked? It's all in the hands of the opponent."

Tax evasion, or cheating.

But these have nothing to do with him. The only one that is not very public is probably "homosexual orientation".

Xie Moyu lowered his eyes and didn't say anything, but suddenly felt a little ironic.

Three in the afternoon.

Xie Moyu bumped into the door of the room, with a roll of script in his left hand and a mobile phone in his right hand.

Xie Moyu listened to the phone in the dim hotel corridor: "To your room?"

On the other side of the phone was Lin Yan's slightly low voice: "Well, bring the script when you come." He paused and said, "Are you ready? Scene No. 12, there is a short kiss scene."

"I've memorized all the lines," Xie Moyu lowered his eyes, with an unconscious curve on his lips, and asked, "What about you?"

"Me?" Lin Yan chuckled, and the air flow seemed to spray on the eardrums through the earpiece: "You will know when you come. I haven't acted in hundreds of years."

The tone was a little helpless.

"Director Lin is humble." Xie Moyu joked with a smile: "You acted very well when you were young, I remember it for almost 20 years."

There was silence on the phone.

Not long after, he heard Lin Yan ask in disbelief: "Have you watched the play I acted in when I was a child?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Xie Moyu lowered his head, walked to the elevator, pressed the up button, and said, "Mr. Lin, you were so pretty when you were young."

Lin Yan:

He didn't speak, and after a while, there was a beeping sound from the receiver.

The phone was actually hung up?

Lin Yan's room number is 1501. The elevator reached the fifteenth floor and opened with a ding.

His shadow was reflected on the mirror of the elevator. After the door opened, Xie Moyu stood in the lobby to identify the direction, turned left, and the wind from the central air-conditioning was blowing in front of him. line.

"Thank you, teacher."

Not far away, someone looked over and called him—not one person, but a group of people.

The assistant director, producer, cinematographer and his assistant are all there.

Xie Moyu walked over.

Xie Moyu asked, "Where's Director Lin?"

"Wait a minute." The assistant director smiled: "He tidied up the inside a little bit, and will be auditioning in it later, and the cameraman is in charge of filming, and we can see the effect together when we're done."

"Row."

Not long after, the door opened.

The assistant opened the door. In the bathroom on the other side, Lin Yan seemed to have just washed his hair and looked out.

There is a light smell of wet hair in the air, which seems to be mint on the cool side.He was wearing a loose white T-shirt and sports shorts. He wiped his hair with a towel in his skinny hands as he walked out. His dark strands were wet with water and rested on his fair forehead.

Eyes look extraordinarily bright and clean.

Xie Moyu met his eyes.

- You were so pretty when you were young.

Thinking of the joke on the phone just now, both of them were startled.

"Director Lin, why did you hang up on my phone just now?" Xie Moyu's slender figure leaned against the door.

Lin Yan glanced at the bathroom, seemed a little embarrassed, and said softly: "It's wet, I accidentally hung it up, don't mind."

There were so many people here, it seemed inconvenient to continue the topic, Xie Moyu said nothing, and stared at Lin Yan.

While wiping his hair with a towel, Lin Yan wandered around the room, sat on the sofa in the hall, raised his eyes, looked at everyone, and said, "Sit first."

The suite he lived in was pretty spacious, and his assistant Xiao Wu came over to make tea, the assistant director and producer sat on the sofa in turn, and the photographer and his assistant began to adjust the focus and aperture.

"The selected episode is the scene where the relationship between the two became ambiguous for the first time. This scene is not long, and the lines are not too many. It is mainly to see how well we cooperate."

Lin Yan handed the towel to the assistant, sat on the sofa with wet short hair, bowed, a script was spread out on the coffee table, and he turned to the position of scene No. 12.

interior day bedroom;

This scene is almost all action scenes, the eyes, emotions and body language are the key points, and the occasional provocative words must be expressed in place.

The relationship between the two has become a bit strange and subtle.

Xie Moyu sat next to Lin Yan and finished reading the main content of this scene.

"Start?" He asked Lin Yan.

"Are you ready?" Lin Yan said, "Then let's begin."

He stood up, made a gesture, and the camera began to shoot.

The two stood in the hall.

Xie Moyu's eyes changed quickly, he entered the role very quickly, and when he looked at Lin Yan again, he had already become a character in the script.

"Action."

Xie Moyu took a big step forward, and the two of them got very close in an instant, almost touching each other.

Breath tangled.

At that moment, he saw Lin Yan's short but thick eyelashes, like a small brush, and his eyes slowly lowered.

Lin Yan didn't back down.

Backing off means surrender or fear. He raised his eyes, looked at Xie Moyu quietly, and then leaned close to his ear, saying each word: "What do you want?"

As soon as he finished his sentence, Xie Moyu grabbed his collar and Xie Moyu pushed forward. Lin Yan tripped over the bed behind him and fell on the bed. The overly violent movement slid up a little bit, and Xie Moyu accidentally caught a glimpse of his tight belly, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

Lin Yan tried to sit up, frowned, and looked at him: "What do you want?"

But before he had time to get up, Xie Moyu neatly squeezed his two hands and raised them above his head, and he couldn't help but press them down, with his knees between his legs.

Xie Moyu's gaze gradually deepened.

His long legs were slightly bent, pressed against him, his eyes were lowered, his breath was warm, everything seemed to be still for a moment.

Lin Yan was slightly taken aback.

He saw Xie Moyu's skin, bright eyes, straight nose, moist lips half-opened, slightly damp hair sticking to the brow bone, and his whole person had an indescribable aura.

Lin Yan's heart was pounding, and he changed his posture quietly, pulling the hem of the T-shirt with his slender fingers and pulling it down.

When the two approached, Lin Yan's eyes stopped.

He quietly looked at Xie Moyu's eyelashes, so thick and slender, they were actually extremely attractive.

Lin Yan's gaze slowly slid over his brown eyes, the tip of his nose, and his lips.

Lin Yan looked at himself in a very special way, as if he was emotional.

Xie Moyu approached inch by inch, grabbed his collar, and leaned over to kiss him, as if playing a prank, but the distance between the tips of their noses was only one centimeter, and Lin Yan pushed him away violently.

Lin Yan in turn grabbed Xie Moyu's wrist and suppressed him.

The two gasped, but no one said anything.

The tension is at its peak.

A little warmth hit without warning.

Xie Moyu lowered his head slightly, but gently rubbed the tip of his nose with his soft lips.

Slight warm breaths spread out.

Lin Yan's slender fingers grabbed the bed sheet, his pale collarbone was fragile and brittle under the T-shirt, and the thin end of his eyes drooped and trembled.

There was a soft coolness on the lips, and the breath belonging to another person covered it.

A cool tone as light as cedar, yet warm to the touch.

Addictive, addictive.

The author says:

Kiss is here!

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