Professor he started chasing stars

It was precisely ten o'clock when Fu Shengyu finished work, and he entered the dressing room with Lu Xiu.

"I'm exhausted." Lu Xiu slumped and complained, "Actually, the first one can be passed just now. The director insisted on shooting several times, which is a waste of time, mainly to kill people's state."

"The director has his own ideas, so he doesn't necessarily choose which one to use." Fu Shengyu pushed open the door, "Brother, I'm back~"

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Fu Jinyan lying on the dressing table, sleeping soundly, with curly and thick eyelashes and obvious shadows.

Lu Xiu also stopped to take a look.

"Shengyu, who is this?"

"Shh-"

Fu Shengyu signaled him not to make noise.

Speak in a very thin voice: "My brother."

"Oh."

Lu Xiu sat in front of the mirror and splashed the makeup remover, but he kept looking at Fu Shengyu and the others in the mirror from the corner of his eye.

Fu Shengyu sat next to Fu Jinyan, staring at Fu Jinyan's sleeping face as if watching some interesting toy.

Judging from Fu Shengyu's doting gaze, Lu Xiu could conclude the guess in his heart.

He is envious, no, jealous.

Lu Xiu changed into his own clothes and prepared to leave first.

"Shengyu, do you want to take my car back to the hotel together?"

Fu Shengyu looked up: "Not today, you go back first."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Lu Xiu opened the door and went out. He looked back at Fu Jinyan who was sleeping soundly through the crack of the door. When he closed the door, he pulled the doorknob hard, and there was a bang.

Fu Jinyan was woken up.

"Tsk..."

Fu Shengyu wanted to say a few words to Lu Xiu, but he left and Fu Jinyan woke up, so he gave up.

Fu Jinyan raised his head in a daze, and saw Fu Shengyu beside him immediately burst into a smile.

"Fu Shengyu, what time is it?"

Fu Shengyu told him, "It's just after ten o'clock."

"It's so late?" Fu Jinyan asked, "Do you usually go to bed so late?"

Fu Shengyu has been mixed with the crew since he was a child, and he is used to it.

"It's okay, it's early today, and things often happen in the early hours of the morning."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Fu Shengyu: "It's not hard if someone loves you."

Fu Jinyan didn't know how he could blurt out these sweet words.

Anyway, he couldn't say it.

Fu Shengyu reached out and touched the indentation on Fu Jinyan's face with the belly of his thumb.

Fu Jinyan also touched it subconsciously, and then looked into the mirror.

"Did you get marks from sleeping?"

Fu Shengyu smiled: "Yes."

"I'm sorry, Brother Yan, for making you wait so long by yourself."

Fu Jinyan shook his head: "It's okay."

"Then I don't bother to change my clothes, let's go home and sleep quickly."

"Don't you need to take off your makeup?"

"Just go back to the hotel and rub your face twice."

Fu Shengyu's makeup is very thin, and it is indistinguishable from his own skin color. At his age, his skin is fair, his lips are red and his teeth are white. If it weren't for the highlights and shadows for the camera, he would basically have no makeup.

"Don't worry about going to the hotel... I'm going back to Haicheng tomorrow, and I won't have much time with you after that."

When Fu Shengyu heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"Why are you in such a hurry? There are still several days off for National Day."

Fu Jinyan: "Work is important."

Fu Shengyu pursed his lips.

"In your heart, I can only be second."

"Who said that?"

Fu Shengyu asked sourly: "Isn't it?"

"No." Fu Jinyan said, "You are ranked third."

Fu Shengyu's pupils were shocked, and then acted out Fu Daiyu coughing up blood.

"Who else dares to line up in front of me?!"

Fu Jinyan thought about it and thought: "Family, hiss...it doesn't work, you still have money, math, and my flowers. You're going to be in 56789."

Seeing that Fu Shengyu's face was getting darker and darker, Fu Jinyan chuckled, pinched his face and rubbed it, the skin was smooth and firm, without any excess fat.

"Be careful, okay, you are ranked first."

Fu Shengyu covered his heart and said, "It's useless, my heart is already broken."

"Then I'll sew it for you."

Fu Jinyan leaned forward, rubbed his nose against Fu Shengyu's neck a few times, and it was full of Fu Shengyu's milky smell.

Fu Jinyan's nose was cold, making Fu Shengyu's neck itchy.

"I found Brother Yan, you often sniff me from time to time, what are you doing?"

Fu Jinyan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Suck a dog."

"Brother Yan, have you really never been in love? You know you too well... Fuck, my bones are weak..."

Taking advantage of his unbearable itching, Fu Jinyan asked, "Are you still angry when I go back?"

Fu Shengyu was powerless to fight, so he could only compromise.

"Okay, okay, I'll let you go...then when will you come to see me again?"

Fu Jinyan thought more realistically.

"There are no statutory holidays after that, and I have traveled more this year than I have in the first half of my life combined."

After speaking, he also dimmed himself.

The faint melancholy of the impending parting hangs in the air.

Fu Jinyan also knew that they were running from [-] to [-], and the other was running around. They would definitely get together less and leave more in the future, but since they chose to be together, they could only adapt to such a separation.

Fu Shengyu first broke the decadent atmosphere.

"Brother Yan, let me show you around."

He led Fu Jinyan to introduce the whole set.

"This is the rocker, this radio, this thing is for lighting, and there are several lighting engineers." Fu Shengyu suddenly had a whim, "Brother, why don't you wear such clothes, let's take a group photo? "

"it's not good."

Fu Jinyan is embarrassed to make such tricks.

"It's okay, you come with me."

Fu Shengyu took him to the props room, which was full of messy things, fake pistols, flags, and even fake dishes. The workmanship was so realistic that Fu Jinyan almost thought it was real.

"It's no wonder that in the TV series, everyone gathers around a table of delicious food and only eats white rice."

Fu Shengyu took several costumes from the shelf hanging there.

"Brother Yan, take a look, which one do you like?"

One set was military green, similar to the military uniform on Fu Shengyu's body.

One set is a gentleman's gown from the late Qing Dynasty.

One set is a gray Chinese tunic suit.

The last set is a white student uniform with a stand-up collar.

"This one." Fu Jinyan chose the last one.

"I also think this suits your temperament."

Fu Shengyu hung up the other three pieces, and then sent Fu Jinyan into the dressing room.

Two minutes later, a gentle and refined student from the Republic of China came out.

Fu Jinyan's facial features are the most classic thick-faced type, with harmonious proportions, without any abruptness. The clothes made of ordinary materials made him look extravagant, but the old-fashioned glasses suddenly matched the clothes very well, which made him even more tim siwen.

Fu Shengyu was in a trance for a moment.

"Fu Shengyu, I think the sleeves are a bit long..."

Fu Jinyan flicked his sleeves in front of the full-length mirror, and suddenly Fu Shengyu leaned over. Fu Shengyu's arms wrapped around his waist, and his chin rested on his shoulder, making him unable to escape.

"My dear, why did you come here..."

Fu Jinyan was still confused: "I changed quickly enough."

Fu Shengyu hugged him and whispered frivolously.

"Does the young master have a marriage contract?"

Fu Jinyan knew that he was addicted to drama.

"Have."

"It doesn't matter, this Commander will call off the engagement for you. From now on, you will follow this Commander, keep your delicious food and drink, and live a happy fairy life!"

"nerve."

Fu Jinyan wanted to break Fu Shengyu's hand, but his hand was not strong enough for him.

"Don't reject this commander, do you know that my commander, Fu Zhenhua, is known as the Black Panther of Haicheng?"

"What is Fu Zhenhua?"

Fu Jinyan couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

"It's Yiping's father..." Fu Shengyu said again, "Hey, I, Fu Zhenhua, gallop around Haicheng, and I can't get anyone I like!"

Fu Jinyan clapped his hands.

"Let go, you, it's like being possessed in such a place, don't you think it's creepy?"

"It's a little..."

Only then did Fu Shengyu let go of his hand, and he smiled playfully with Fu Jinyan.

They are now in a church, which is also a building imitating the period of the Republic of China.

"Tomorrow we will have a wedding scene here. Look, the candles are all set up, and the warlord I will play will break in and snatch the marriage."

"Hmm." Fu Jinyan looked at him sideways, "Then your dream has come true?"

"No, I just rehearsed in advance, hehehe."

Fu Jinyan curled his lips and said, "Sounds like a bad movie."

Fu Shengyu said stiffly: "Score."

Fu Shengyu did not know where to find a red booklet with two big gold characters printed on it: Marriage Letter.

"Look, Brother Yan."

Fu Shengyu handed it to Fu Jinyan.

"Your props team is very hardworking. You even made the marriage certificate of the Republic of China, so it shouldn't be so bad."

In the marriage certificate, the first few lines are blank, it should be to fill in the names of the two married people, followed by a few lines of text.

"The two surnames are married, a contract is signed, the good relationship is forever, and the match is called the same. Look at this day, the peach blossoms are scorching, the Yishi IKEA, the melons in the year of Butan are endless, and the Erchang Erchi. I would like to make a white-headed covenant, write to Hongjian, good The alliance of red leaves will be recorded in the mandarin duck spectrum. This certificate."

"It's quite romantic." Fu Shengyu commented.

Fu Jinyan asked strangely: "Do you understand?"

"I didn't understand a word."

Fu Shengyu was not ashamed at all.

"Generally, things that I don't understand should be quite romantic."

"Put it back, don't break it."

Fu Jinyan's sudden sigh made Fu Shengyu keenly aware of it.

"What's the matter, Brother Yan?"

"It's nothing." Fu Jinyan paused and said, "It's just a pity that we may never have a marriage certificate in our lifetime."

"Well... this one."

Fu Shengyu was scratching his head, and suddenly he had an idea.

"It's easy... just wait."

Fu Shengyu ran to the side and rummaged through boxes and cabinets, found a pen, spread out the marriage booklet, and signed his name in the blank space of the first line.

"Now, it's your turn."

Fu Shengyu handed the pen to Fu Jinyan.

"It's just... nonsense."

"Oh, you won't go back on your word, will you?"

"Repent what?"

"Repent for being with me."

"I do not have."

"Then hurry up and sign and pledge." Fu Shengyu urged him.

Fu Jinyan was helpless, and he didn't just play around with him this time.

He took the pen and wrote his name on the second blank line.

"Ha ha!"

Fu Shengyu watched triumphantly while holding the marriage certificate.

"The deed of sale has been signed, Brother Yan, you don't have to run away now! Be my Fu Zhenhua's Mrs. Yazhai obediently!"

Fu Jinyan was disturbed to hear it.

"You are a warlord, not a bandit."