after boyfriend rebirth

"Where is it, didn't Honeysuckle say that the world is a waste of time, and enjoyment in suffering." Xie Yanchu conveniently stuffed two microphones to the cockscomb head below who was eager to try, and supported Yang Yimu's arm and went down the steps.

"Heh, life is too short to be sexy..." Yang Yimu took the next sentence consciously, ironically, "Honeysuckle has said a lot, the reliable 'Reporting volunteers must do what you can and choose the best' I haven't seen you implement it, it's a mess I do remember clearly."

Xie Yanchu raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, I know it's my fault for volunteering, okay?"

Yang Yimu snorted softly, turned his head and did not speak.Xie Yanchu touched his arm, and Yang Yimu shrank back into the table, "What are you doing?"

"It's time to go, take the cable car." Xie Yanchu glanced at his watch, it was 07:30, according to the speed of the two of them, they could arrive at the entrance of the scenic spot at [-]:[-].

Before he could step out of the door, there was a business card in his sight.Yang Yimu looked up in surprise and saw an unusually familiar face.Isn't that person the famous director Wang An?At this time in the previous life, "Dark Cliff" was currently being filmed in Zhangjiajie, and the role should have been chosen almost right. At that time, Yang Yimu had passed the interview at the primary selection meeting of Beijing Film Academy. This film was also his first attempt at the entertainment industry. water.

Director Wang An can be said to have played a cornerstone role in Yang Yimu's acting career.Strict and merciless during the filming process, but open-minded and funny in private, brought out many young actor. As a medium-cost investment martial arts film, "Dark Cliff" had a box office of over [-] million in its first week of release, and it recovered all its costs smoothly.That winter, Yang Yimu, as a freshman student at Beijing Film Academy, won the Best Newcomer Award at the Golden Berry Film Festival, catching the attention of a group of entertainment critics.

But in this life, he will never set foot in the entertainment circle again.The business card in front of him now has a better place, Yang Yimu signaled Xie Yanchu to take it, and smiled at the director, "Are you looking for a male lead or a male supporting role?"

Wang An looked the two of them up and down carefully, his gaze seemed to be equipped with an automatic shooting machine, as if he wanted to scan all the essence of the young man in front of him.Yang Yimu was used to being stared at by him in his previous life, but it was okay, Xie Yanchu frowned uncomfortably, and just about to express his opinion, Yang Yimu pulled his sleeves, and finally swallowed back the words of leaving, and waited and watched.

"Okay, okay." Wang An suddenly clapped his hands, "Cao Yi is out of the water, Xie Dai is in the wind. Each has its own style. Do you two have any plans to appear in a movie?"

Xie Yanchu doesn't know much about the film and television industry, and even celebrities can be recognized. To him, the director...is an existence that makes people suffer from face blindness.Hearing this, his eyebrows twitched, and he replied subconsciously, "I have no experience."

Yang Yimu tugged at him again, and nodded to Wang An, "I won't act, but he can, he is from Beijing Film Academy. He just passed the exam this year! Look at his body!" He thumped Xie Yanchu's arm, and patted him again. Pat him on the chest, indicating that this young man Wang An is of great quality, "Look at the biceps!"

"..." Xie Yanchu stared at the sky speechlessly, he hadn't discovered that Yang Yimu had the potential to sell melons like a queen.

Wang An narrowed his eyes, and stroked his beard approvingly, "I left my business card here, call me when you're done playing, and arrange an audition for him. That's all right, young man, play hard first, and I'll go for a stroll."

Yang Yimu hastily bowed and watched Wang An leave, then turned around and smiled at Xie Yanchu, "Lucky, thank you, this is for fire."

Xie Yanchu didn't take it seriously, his plan was to learn some basic skills first, and it's okay to participate in some model walks, it's not necessary to step into the entertainment industry so early.If the starting point is too high and there is no foundation, it is very dangerous for the tree to attract the wind.

Yang Yimu didn't care so much at all, he felt that his feet didn't hurt anymore, and he walked like a tiger.Brainwashing Xie Yanchu while walking, "Opportunities are rare, that's Wang An! Wang An!"

"Wang An?" Xie Yanchu lifted the backpack that was torn off by the excited Yang Yimu to his shoulder, "Famous?"

"...No matter, you have to go, you don't need to ask so many questions. Are you stupid if you don't seize the opportunity and try it? Have you ever seen someone who travels and is photographed by the director?"

Xie Yanchu couldn't take a good look at the scenery along that road, all of which were passed by Yang Yimu's nagging.From 'discussing the basic shooting quality of martial arts films' all the way to 'Is Diao Weiya free or in pain'...

"Let's go back to school. It's going to be a long time to make movies. It's not that the military training is over yet." Xie Yanchu took out from his bag the Nanmenkou fried glutinous rice balls and oil cakes he bought earlier, and handed them to Yang Yimu, who pushed them back, his big eyes widening. Very dissatisfied.

"Audition first! Audition! Military training is nothing. If you have a movie to shoot, can the director of the academy not let you in? That's Wang An, Wang An..."

"It's hard to come here! Yang Yimu, can you see the scenery!"

"No! I'm afraid of heights! That audition—"

The cable car arrived at the end, and then went down the mountain in the opposite direction. Xie Yanchu finally couldn't bear it anymore and broke Yang Yimu's head. Without even thinking about it, he bent down and blocked the beautifully shaped lips.

There is a clear taste of morning tea in the mouth, and the lips and tongue touch each other, making an ambiguous sound of liquid blending and murmuring.In front of Yang Yimu's eyes, it was as if a huge and fleeting curtain had been opened, and various images of the past and present were interlaced, and in the end, it was still this familiar face reflected in his pupils.

The current Xie Yanchu is still a freshman in high spirits, his eyes don't have dark circles under his eyes all day long due to exhaustion like in his previous life, and he doesn't have blue stubble on his chin.The face enlarged in front of Yang Yimu has a smooth and zero pore that even a star with makeup would be ashamed of.

What is BB cream and CC cream?Yang Yimu missed the point, tilted his head and rubbed his face, and took the initiative to stick out a small tongue.Xie Yanchu, who was unbearably wet and dry, was teased like this, and the big bag on his back slipped from his left shoulder at some point, and landed heavily in the cable car, and the two of them had no time to think about the terrible shape that fried glutinous rice balls would fall into.

When the tip of the tongue hurt from sucking, the two finally separated and pulled down a silver thread.Xie Yanchu watched Yang Yimu wiping the corners of his mouth in annoyance and wasting all his clothes on his clothes with amused expression.

"Do you want to audition?" Yang Yimu leaned against the wall of the carriage, enjoying the feeling of weightlessness, watching Xie Yanchu pick up the backpack on the ground slowly, patted the ashes, and handed him a bag of glutinous rice balls again.

"Okay. I've convinced you..." The ending sound faded away, dissipating in the morning mist in the mountains.

One is always making some seemingly unreasonable requests, while the other is busy agreeing and implementing them without any reason.It seems that he never thought about the reason and the result, just followed the track of time, and couldn't see the other party clearly, at least he figured out himself.

"Let me see if there is an address on the business card." Yang Yimu took out the business card from his trouser pocket and searched carefully, "Behave well then, understand?"

The location of the interview was in the newly built studio at the foot of the mountain. Yang Yimu took Xie Yanchu and ran all the way. After the strong wind blew, two sharp and cold men disappeared on the mountain.A large piece of green silk tree whizzed by, Xie Yanchu held the little paw tightly in his hand, fearing that he would fall downside down with a bang when he got excited.

In the studio, there are many extras in exotic costumes squatting on the ground eating oily cakes, lined up in a row, showing a new level of easy satisfaction.Wang An was talking to the cameraman about camera problems with a cigarette in his mouth. When he turned his head, he saw two young men poked in front of him and smiled, "Come on, let's talk in the room."

Yang Yimu was quite speechless, what is it called a house? It doesn't even count as a shed, and a tent is justified.But a director who can make a good movie is a good director, let alone a convertible, even if the loess is high.

"Dark Cliff" tells the story of a happy and enmity in the martial arts world. Qiu Guxing, the son of Qiushui, the master of Baihuamen, travels with a sword when Baihuamen is in decline. Turning around, I met a few friends on the way, including Feng Wuya who acted treacherously, and Yi Qianqian who was skilled in stealing, and forged an inseparable relationship.

Accompanying Qiu Guxing all the time is Zhu Xin who grew up with him and is good at making jokes.Zhu Xin loyally protects the lord, when Qiu Guxing gets involved in the love affair between Feng Wuya and Yi Qianqian, when he is misunderstood and rejected by the two, it is Zhu Xin who always relieves and comforts Qiu Guxing.

But just as Qiu Guxing got closer to the truth, a shocking secret was waiting for him at the bottom of the Unfeeling Cliff.Zhu Xin, who is regarded as a life-and-death friend, is actually the son of the Demon Sect. Zhu Xin played a very important role in the massacre of Baihuamen. opportunity.

Is it for benevolence?Is it for righteousness?Qiu Guxing holds the love-severing sword in his hand, his mother has long since passed away and turned into a piece of loess, his brother and his favorite girl have gone far away, and now even the only thing he cares about has been proved to be his most worthy enemy.

What Xie Yanchu had to audition for was the most difficult scene, the scene where he and Zhu Xin were torn apart.

The person playing Zhuxin is a handsome young student who is Zhenghong. Due to the schedule, Wang An frowned and thought for a while, then turned his attention to Yang Yimu, and said earnestly, "Young man, since you are here, why don't you send him to the Buddha?" To the West?"

Yang Yimu is very familiar with the script, how could he not be familiar with it? In his previous life, he was the Zhu Xin who betrayed Qiu Guxing.Even if this role is not deeply rooted, at least it is Yang Yimu's first test of the film industry, and only he himself understands the role it plays in his heart.

During the 15-minute preparation time, Yang Yimu and Xie Yanchu discussed it, and then let the makeup artist put on their makeup and put on a headgear.The two wearing ancient robes had a kind of chivalrous spirit, and when they came out of the dressing room, they stunned a group of make-up assistants.

Before entering the shed, Yang Yimu patted Xie Yanchu's shoulder, Xie Yanchu turned his head slightly, and heard him say in his ear, "You are Qiu Guxing."

Empathy?Xie Yanchu touched his ears and smiled.When he looked up again, there was a trace of strange hatred in his eyes.Yang Yimu also changed his mental state, making his whole person look more innocent and simple.

"The wind whistles three or two times in the morning and evening, and the south city falls to the north city at sunset." Qiu Guxing softly read the verses on the light yellow silk cloth in his hand, the knuckles holding the silk cloth were turned white with force, and there was awe-inspiring hatred in his eyebrows and eyes.Heh, at the beginning, I taught him to read and write, and stroke by stroke made this yellow-mouthed child gradually become knowledgeable and sensible, and even taught his mother's favorite poem!The evidence before him was laughing at himself!

Zhu Xin knelt in front of him, her eyes blurred with tears, Nuo Nuo said, "Ah Xing..."

"Ah Xing is your name?" Qiu Guxing sneered, his voice gradually became gray, and he paused every word, "You deserve it too."

"Master." Zhu Xin narrowed her eyes, bit her lips and called out a name she hadn't called for many years.

Qiu Guxing was furious. He drew his sword at Zhuxin, but he missed the edge of the sword after all, and only cut off his black hair. "Master? Did you ever regard me as your master? Baihuamen didn't show you the kindness of raising you." , Where did my mother treat you badly? Have all these years of getting along with you been fake! It is worth you doing such a rebellious thing for the Demon Sect!"

Zhu Xin's hair was loose, a few strands of hair were stained with tears, condensed on her face, she looked more and more delicate and pitiful, "Master, Zhu Xin knows it's wrong, don't leave me..."

At that time... Zhu Xin's words were stuck in her throat, unable to speak.If he hadn't worked for the Demon Sect at that time, not only would he be powerless to protect Baihuamen, he would not even be able to protect the little master Qiu Guxing who grew up with him.There is nothing he can do to balance the two phases.

But what is the use of explaining?Hundreds of lives, men, women and children, familiar and unfamiliar, all flowed into rivers of blood in one night.The hatred has long been deeply buried in Qiu Guxing's heart. After so many years, it has grown into a towering tree together with the blood.

If you move, it will kill you.

"Forget it, let's go. Don't appear in front of me again in the future! Otherwise, I won't spare your life!" Qiu Guxing threw his sword, his brows were icy.Perhaps it should be his name, lonely star, always only suitable for one person.

"Master, Zhu Xin wants to accompany—"

"Get out!" This is the first time Qiu Guxing has shown his bloodthirsty face in many years. He has always concealed his hatred very well, and just waited for the enemy to be found.But unexpectedly, the one who seeks revenge in the end is the person who least wants to draw a sword.

Then go, as far away as possible.I can't find it anymore, maybe it will take a lifetime to forget that period of engraved hatred, until we meet and don't know each other, and our faces are covered with dust.

Zhu Xin took a few steps on her knees and hugged Qiu Guxing's thigh, and said, "Master!"

He was still reluctant to leave... If he left again, the little master would be so lonely.Qiu Guxing was restless in his heart, and when he lifted his leg, he used his internal strength and kicked Zhu Xin's chest.Zhu Xin was kicked a foot away, coughed desperately a few times, swallowed the blood foam back into her stomach, and crawled back to stay shamelessly.

There was a sudden movement outside the window, and Zhu Xin suddenly changed color, and persuaded in a low voice, "Master, the demons are here! You go! I'll cover from behind—"

Qiu Guxing had already picked up the hilt of his sword, and subconsciously raised Zhu Xin to protect his back.Zhu Xin grabbed his clothes, her eyes were already dim with tears.No matter what happens, the master always protects him so well, it has become instinct over the years...

There are not many visitors from the Devil's Cult, but all the four elders have come.During the fight, the blood elder, who was good at using hidden weapons, flew out three bone-eroding pear flower needles, with Zhu Xin's sharp eyes, and suffered for Qiu Guxing.Qiu Guxing has already practiced the best kung fu in the world over the years, although it took a lot of physical strength to deal with the elders, it is not a problem.

It's just that Zhu Xin in her arms gradually became weaker, and the blood between her lips gradually changed from bright red to bright black.Qiu Guxing stroked his face with trembling hands, "You are not allowed to die! Do you hear that... you are not allowed to die... how can it be so easy?"

Zhu Xin's eyes were gradually tired and loose, but his fingers stubbornly clenched Qiu Guxing's robe, and his face was gently leaned against his arms, "Ah Xing...I remember...it's a pity that I...don't deserve..."

"What nonsense?" Qiu Guxing squeezed his sleeves to wipe the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he wiped more and more, and finally he could only hug Zhuxin dejectedly, until his breathing gradually condensed, and he closed his eyes silently .