I'm in a sports variety show with my nemesis HE

Gao Xingcheng's sword eyebrows immediately frowned: "What?"

"I mean..." Song Mingyuan sighed, he really couldn't think of a legitimate excuse, so he might as well tell the truth, "I'm just looking for the feeling of loving you."

Gao Xingcheng's gaze circled the other person's face, his brain seemed to be running fast, analyzing the credibility of this matter, and finally before Song Mingyuan said to go back, he raised his left eyebrow, opened his arms, and said with some Smiling: "Come on, remember the time well, don't overtime."

Song Mingyuan took a deep breath, and carefully slid his arms from his waist to his generous back, not allowing himself to think too much, he put his head lightly on his shoulders, and Gao Xingcheng wrapped his whole body in his arms.

In fact, his purpose is very simple. On the one hand, it is to find a chance for himself to calmly adjust his emotions. On the other hand, it is also to establish a short-term attachment with Gao Xingcheng, which is more conducive to him controlling his emotions during the audition.

In this short hug, Song Mingyuan tried his best to imagine himself as Ah Zhe. What he was embracing at this moment was his first love whom he hadn't seen for many years. Breathe in his scent.

Gao Xingcheng was obviously also affected by his emotions. The person in his arms was like a stray puppy who had just found a home. His paws were hooked on his master's clothes. He had already hugged him, but it seemed that it wasn't enough. Keep arching into his arms.

Gao Xingcheng's heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, and his raised arm slowly fell. He really wanted to touch the head of the person in his arms and tell him that he was here and would not leave him.

However, before his hand touched the poor little milk dog in his arms, the little milk dog had already left his embrace and turned into the not very cute Song Mingyuan again.

Song Mingyuan quickly raised his head and looked into his eyes, his tone was completely devoid of the nostalgia and dependence just now, and was even colder than usual: "Let's go, go back."

Gao Xingcheng only felt that with Song Mingyuan's departure, his chest suddenly cooled down rapidly, and a gust of cold wind came from nowhere, which made him shiver. He reluctantly lowered his arms, and walked back behind him again.

When the two went back, they were even stranger and quieter than when they came out. Song Mingyuan stopped when they reached the door of the interview room, turned his head slightly, and said to Gao Xingcheng behind him: "Xingcheng, you can act normally for a while, don't keep it."

Gao Xingcheng paused and nodded.

Song Mingyuan's method was really good, not to mention Song Mingyuan, Gao Xingcheng felt his emotions were completely mobilized, and he was full of expectations for the performance in a while, and he couldn't wait to settle the debt with him for his sudden departure.

The two entered the room one after the other, did not speak much, simply greeted several directors and began to perform.

Song Mingyuan stood at the door, his peach blossom eyes were wide open, but his gaze was erratic, his shoulders were raised, his neck was shrunk, and his right hand was tightly clutching his cuff, looking nervous and at a loss.

Gao Xingcheng glanced at him lightly, raised his head and sighed, rushed up suddenly, pulled his arm vigorously, and threw him into the middle of the room.

Song Mingyuan was somewhat prepared, but he didn't expect him to be so strong. He swayed on the spot for a long time before finally standing still. Gao Xingcheng wanted to reach out to help him, but he hesitated for a moment, and finally he couldn't reach out.

Gao Xingcheng seemed very annoyed at his undisguised concern, and turned around gritted his teeth.

Only then did Song Mingyuan dare to raise his head to look at the other party. His red eyes were full of longing and love, but the moment Gao Xingcheng turned around, he lowered his head again in a panic.

Gao Xingcheng took a step forward, and Song Mingyuan took a step back. Before he knew it, he had already retreated to the wall, and there was nowhere to hide.

The two hadn't really looked at each other since they entered this room. Gao Xingcheng raised his hand and pinched Song Mingyuan's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

Song Mingyuan's eyes were very red, but no tears fell down. Looking at him like this, Gao Xingcheng immediately let go of his hand as if his hand had been burned.

Song Mingyuan leaned against the wall as if exhausted, pursed his lips, tried hard to swallow his saliva, and tried his best to control the tears that were about to well up.

Gao Xingcheng took a step back, grabbed his hair in frustration, frowned slightly, and asked softly, "Azhe, you still like me, right? Or, you must have liked me once, right? "

Song Mingyuan met Gao Xingcheng's expectant eyes, and hurriedly looked away again. He didn't know whether he was answering Gao Xingcheng's question, or lamenting the green love between the two of them in the past, so he shook his head slightly.

This action was immediately caught by Gao Xingcheng, and he approached Song Mingyuan again, compressing the gap between the two, but carefully leaving the directors' viewing angle.

Gao Xingcheng pinched Song Mingyuan's chin again, much harder than before, and his tone was full of unwillingness and resentment: "I don't believe it, I don't believe you never liked me!"

Song Mingyuan's eyes lingered on Gao Xingcheng's exquisite facial features, as if he didn't dare to look carefully, and he didn't want to give up this opportunity to look directly at him.

Gao Xingcheng looked at him, and his heart seemed to be stabbed suddenly. He hugged the person in front of him, clasped his head, and pressed him into his arms, his voice choked up: "Okay Xiaoyuan, I won't ask, I know everything, let's be together from now on, okay?"

He had just finished speaking when he vaguely heard Feng Xuanjie's laughter, and only then did he realize that he had mistaken his name just now.

Fortunately, this mistake did not affect Song Mingyuan who was held in his arms. He let go of him and put his hands on the wall, completely enclosing Song Mingyuan within his sphere of influence.

Seeing that the other party did not refute, he slowly lowered his head and leaned towards Song Mingyuan.

Song Mingyuan was obviously also caught in the plot, staring fixedly at Gao Xingcheng's gradually enlarged face.

For some reason, his heart began to beat wildly when Gao Xingcheng called his name just now and held him in his arms, and he could even faintly hear his own heartbeat.

The nerves at the temple also bounced up and down with the heartbeat. The whole person seemed to be thrown in a glass cover, and no other sounds could be heard. All he could see in front of his eyes were Gao Xingcheng's thin pale pink lips.

The tip of Gao Xingcheng's nose was stuck to Song Mingyuan's, and the other party didn't seem to have any intention of pushing him away. Although dedicating himself to art is not something he can't accept, but in this plot, the two of them kissed obviously shouldn't happen.

He gently squeezed Song Mingyuan's left arm, and Song Mingyuan turned his head aside as if he had just woken up from a dream. The two were still very close to each other. The ambiguous atmosphere just now made neither of them speak out immediately, nor did they move. , trying to control their rapid breathing.

After about a few seconds, Song Mingyuan calmed down a little from the emotion just now, and suddenly pushed Gao Xingcheng away, his eyes wandered, he didn't dare to look at him, and he stammered, "Xiao, Mr. Xiao, it's nothing, If nothing else, I'll go to work."

At this time, the tear in his eye socket followed Song Mingyuan's turning around and fell from the corner of his eye. He paused for two seconds, then staggered and walked away in a daze.

Director Qi didn't wait for Song Mingyuan to take a few steps, and took the lead in clapping. The producer also nodded appreciatively. Soon, everyone else in the room also clapped their hands. Gao Xingcheng's manager Tian Tao gave them a big thumbs up. thumb.

"Not bad, not bad," Director Qi smiled, "It can be seen that our two actors are fully involved in the play. With a little improvement in this part, we can directly use it in the movie."

To Song Mingyuan, this was undoubtedly a high evaluation. He glanced at Gao Xingcheng and bowed deeply to the directors.

The attitude of director Qi and the producer has already explained everything, but the rest of the actors still have to be interviewed. If there are no other outstanding actors, the role of Ah Zhe belongs to Song Mingyuan.

The two artists of Spark Culture have already completed the audition, so it is not appropriate to stay in the interview room for a long time, so they can only leave first.

At this moment, Feng Xuanjie no longer had the arrogance and arrogance just now, and followed Zhao Fan, pouted, and kept complaining to him in a low voice.

Song Mingyuan didn't care much about what they said, anyway, he had once again proved himself with his strength.

He really got involved in the drama just now. He had hugged Gao Xingcheng just now. He didn’t need to create a sense of familiarity and attachment. Gao Xingcheng’s performance was very contagious and explosive. His movements and eyes were full of drama. I caught him from the very beginning. That slap of the arm brought him completely into the world of Ah Zhe and Ah Xiao.

And when he got close just now...

Song Mingyuan took a deep breath. Even thinking about it now, he still felt his heart beating faster, and even felt that the faint mint smell on Gao Xingcheng's body was still enveloping him, and his mind was filled with the other's face slowly approaching him.

unusual!This is so abnormal!How did that happen?

Song Mingyuan shook his head, now he just wanted to leave the venue immediately, go back home and take a shower to wake himself up.

"Hey! Song Mingyuan!"

Gao Xingcheng chased him out somehow, Zhao Fan looked back, then stared at Song Mingyuan who was still blushing for a long time, and then said unhappily: "If you have something to do, I'll send Xuanjie back first!"

Song Mingyuan nodded. He didn't want to go with them at first, so he might as well take a taxi by himself.

"That..." Gao Xingcheng watched the other party's manager leave, and then said awkwardly, "Just now, Anping asked you to have dinner together, he and Zhang Zixuan, the four of us."

This is true, Anping did mention it just now, but was rejected by Gao Xingcheng on the spot.

"Also, I want to say," Gao Xingcheng pursed his lips, "Your acting skills are quite good."

As Gao Xingcheng approached, Song Mingyuan suddenly felt tense, and his heart beat faster again, especially when the other party pursed his lips, the thin pale pink lips in his head became clearer.

"Another day, I have something to do tonight!"

Song Mingyuan spoke quickly, almost running away from Gao Xingcheng's sight, leaving only the panicked back of the other party.

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The author has something to say:

Anping: Shall we have dinner together at night?

Gao Xingcheng: No time!

Gao Xingcheng: Shall we have dinner together tonight?

Song Mingyuan: No time!

Anping: What's the matter?Why am I still at the bottom of the food chain?

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