after boyfriend rebirth

After the performance, the scene was still dead silent.Wang An, who was the first to play the show, broke the silence with a palm of his hand and laughed, "Okay! You are Qiu Guxing, little—hey? What's your name, young man?"

Xie Yanchu wiped his face, only to realize that tears fell at some point.Yang Yimu broke free from his arms, took off his headgear in a daze, and fanned his hand, "It's so hot, him? His name is Xie Yanchu!"

Yang Yimu murmured in his heart, is it true that some people are born suitable for eating the bowl of rice like a star?The appearance and figure are given by parents, but what's the matter with this majestic sense of drama?He had already been mentally prepared to comfort Xie Yanchu when he failed in the audition. You are not putting on airs and you are just inexperienced in the future... It turned out to be useless.

Fortunately, he tried his best to bring Xie Yanchu into the play, and even called the master with sincerity, like a little shaker who can't walk without Li Qiu!

Xie Yanchu stood up, bowed to the director, and the undercurrent rolled in his heart.His talent was slowly discovered by staying up late at home during the summer vacation and watching several boxes of discs.But in front of Yang Yimu, he was inadvertently taken away by him, the ups and downs from disappointment and shock to despair and rage, and finally cold and sad, if it weren't for Yang Yimu's silent guidance, the plot he showed would not be so smooth .

It seems that Yang Yimu really wants him to enter the entertainment industry.Forget it, since he thought about it, let's put aside the matter at hand and go down to the river to touch the stones.If Xie Yanchu's mentality was known to his classmates in Beijing Film Academy, it would not be enough to strip him naked and hang it on the school's Big Ben in the sun for three days.Being in a honeypot is too sweet and sticky teeth. Is there such a thing as crushing other people's self-confidence in all aspects?

Yang Yimu can't control so much, he only knows that since he can film, Xie Yanchu doesn't have to go to the next military training. Thinking about it this way, he feels a little envious.

Xie Yanchu and Wang An signed the agreement, and turned to Yang Yimu, "Why don't you be my assistant for a while? Anyway, I don't have anything to trouble you... Your feet are not good now, so you can find an excuse to stop going to the military training chant."

These words simply speak to Yang Yimu's heart. If he can stay here to enjoy the scenery and eat fried glutinous rice balls, he can also enjoy the martial arts masterpiece, and witness the birth of a new generation of actor, who would be willing to go back and suffer from the fire.

And in the training base in the suburbs of Beicheng, Xie Yanxun, who had just returned from the United States, became a sought-after favorite.

Oh, it was the large suitcase in the hands of Xie Yanxun, who had just returned from the United States, which became a sought-after item.

In addition to sunscreen and isolation cream, there is also the boys' favorite beer. It is not the pure raw snowflake Tsingtao that can be seen everywhere in the supermarket. Intoxicating malt aroma.

Before Xie Yanxun came back, he notified the errand boy, Song Baicheng, to spread the news, so the treasures in that magical suitcase... were sold out within 10 minutes.

Here, Xie Yanxun counted the tickets until his hand softened, and his stubborn brows and eyes softened in a rare way.Over there, Song Baicheng knelt down on the floor of his small bedroom with a sad face, his several piggy banks were all emptied, and the money added up was not enough to buy what he wanted to buy.

Xie Yanxun is very interesting, Song Baicheng didn't go to the United States later, and it didn't prevent Xie Yanxun from bringing him a lot of good things, some of which were not sold at all, they were all internally digested by the brothers.

Song Baicheng didn't pay much attention to cost, seeing that Xie Yanxun seemed to be hostile to Zhou Zhi, he just didn't send it to him, and felt uncomfortable, so he put the sunscreen in the most conspicuous place in the bathroom, and the dark beer was placed in the refrigerator and could be taken to the floor.

Zhou Zhi is in a bad mood recently.Song Baicheng could see it.It is too difficult to go out to work without telling Zhou Zhi.Zhou Zhi treats him very well, and has never shorted him in food and clothing, but the only thing he sternly rejects is Song Baicheng's idea of ​​self-reliance.

Zhou Zhi's birthday is approaching, and Song Baicheng's gift fund is still there.Song Baicheng couldn't think of an idea, so he called Xie Yanxun and asked him to meet at Xiaonanmen.

Xie Yanxun was still panting slightly when he ran over, and he handed Song Baicheng a bottle of iced mineral water, and he opened a bottle himself, his Adam's apple was moving and full of vitality as he swallowed.

"Where has my brother been all this time?"

"You have to ask Yang Yimu." Who doesn't know that they are like conjoined twins, finding one is equivalent to finding the other.

Xie Yanxun sneered, who didn't know that Xie Yanchu couldn't move when he saw Yang Yimu.My uncle also received a lot of scolding at the old house because of Xie Yanchu's choice of Beiying. It is really wronged by the old man to say that he has no way to teach his children.

Xie Yanxun himself can't stand the boredom of big men, and feels that same-sex love is disgusting, but Yang Yimu is not an annoying person, and Xie Yanchu is his brother, so naturally he can't get annoyed, and now he can only seek peace and a temporary truce.

Looking at Song Baicheng for a while, Xie Yanxun said firmly, "You are the one who cares about me borrowing money."

"...You guessed it right." Song Baicheng grinned and showed his white teeth.

"Tsk, what a face." Saying this, Xie Yanxun opened the wallet resignedly, and handed it to Song Baicheng without counting the two thick stacks, and said in a vicious voice, "The interest rate will be increased, one hundred a day!"

"You might as well grab it!" Song Baicheng wanted to give him a kick.

"Okay, don't rush to pay it back, take your time."

Song Baicheng suddenly remembered something, and added uneasy, "Don't tell others, especially Brother Zhi."

"Do I look like a gossip?" Xie Yanxun gave him an angry sideways glance.

Song Baicheng took this trick, and was shot by the whites of Xie Yanxun's eyes. He felt relieved and no longer worried about any news being leaked. He stuffed the ticket into his pocket and took Xie Yanxun's shoulder, "I know you are reliable! By the way , Brother Zhi's birthday on the 7th, I plan to hold a small party at home to give him a surprise, will you come or not?"

Xie Yanxun slapped his paw off, "Think about it."

When the children in military training were devastated to the point where they had nothing to love, Yang Yimu and Xie Yanchu lived a very comfortable life in Zhangjiajie.Right now, Yang Yimu was picking a grape and stuffing it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Old Xie, you said that their military training has been so tanned that they even want to whiten their skin when they take selfies, hahaha!"

Xie Yanchu held the dark beer sent by Xie Yanxun in his hand, soaked in the deep well water, it was extremely cool, he smiled and took a big sip, "Selfie? Militarized control, they may even confiscate their mobile phones. "

"Yo, you two are lucky, I, a former senior, look very upset!" A sneer suddenly came from behind, and it was the genuine bamboo heart.

"Hiss—" Yang Yimu gasped.

The person who came was actually his class assistant in college, that is, Wei Nanxi, the legendary devil class assistant of Beiying [-].

Wei Nanxi is a perverted myth, a perverted rising star of Beiying, a hip-hop charming perverted little prince who looks up to the mountain in the hearts of his juniors and schoolmates, and a perverted school who manages Class [-] into a well-organized school. The perverted head teacher assistant of the domineering class.

"Hi." Wei Nanxi smiled brightly.Only Yang Yimu deeply understood how terrifying this beautiful face was when he was furious. When he was a freshman, he went out to accept the show privately. Wei Nanxi gave a verbal warning for the first time, but Yang Yimu didn't take it seriously; the second time he was formally punished, he was fined to write a [-]-word self-criticism Posted on the bulletin board, Yang Yimu still didn’t take it seriously; the third time Wei Nanxi broke into the class angrily, kicked Yang Yimu’s desk over, and the subwoofer yelled at him to go to the sports field to run ten laps, Yang Yimu still didn’t take it seriously.

In the end, Wei Nanxi stopped looking for him, but Yang Yimu was terrified.

He was blocked.

All crews who offered olive branches to him because of his appearance and talent avoided him like snakes and scorpions. All directors and scene reporters who had left him a phone call blacklisted him. At the same time, all the teachers They are all making things difficult for him.

Others have a score of 55 or even 75 as a pass, but Yang Yimu has to pass [-] in the exam.Others can't keep their legs under pressure in class, such as Song Baicheng, the teacher will pat him on the shoulder sympathetically, and hand a wet towel as warm encouragement. Yang Yimu's leg is about to break, and Wei Nanxi will slap his overwhelmed little body when he wanders there Pressurize, press down like hell!Press until you have nothing to love!When pressed, the audience was filled with mournful cries of Gu Qiang and Xiangu Qiang's death!

...So, when Yang Yimu saw Wei Nanxi's monstrous face, his crotch ached in reflex, and the delicate skin inside his thighs felt as if needles were being pricked, and his legs softened from fright.

At the same time, Yang Yimu began to deeply sympathize with Xie Yanchu. He regretted bringing Xie Yanchu to the audition for the first time, and also regretted helping him in the play. Now Wang An has recognized the fact that Qiu Guxing is none other than Xie Yanchu.

What's even more frightening is that, in Wang An's eyes, ever since Yang Yimu's version of Zhuxin came out, with pearls and jade in front, Wei Nanxi always felt that this guy's face was enchanting enough, comparable to Yang Yimu's, but this one was too tall .

Every time he thinks of a 1.8-meter-high man hugging the thigh of another 1.8-meter-high man and crying, "Master, don't abandon the bamboo heart, blah blah", Wang An would be shocked and took pictures for a few days The plot is still stuck at this stage, the budget is all burned, and the assistant director almost hugged Wang An's thigh and whimpered.

Wei Nanxi and Xie Yanchu were also going crazy.It's just that one has graduated and has the professional training of an actor. Even if he hugs his junior's thigh, he can show a new demeanor, and the other, as a junior, can't complain to anyone in the crew.

Finally one day, Yang Yimu couldn't stand it anymore.In fact, this incident is still caused by him. Who told him to poke 1.8 meters in front of him like a pocket chicken popcorn. Now, in order to save his current boyfriend who is about to smoke and his former class teacher who is about to go berserk, he has to think hard about a new character design.

On this day, Wang An still called to stop halfway, accusing Wei Nanxi of not being weak enough, that even if he died, he would not be able to protect and pity him.Yang Yimu floated over at this moment, gave the director a glass of cold dark beer, and dragged him into the tent mysteriously.

The two of them did not know what they were plotting. The whole crew only knew that Wang An was smiling when he came out, and his fine wrinkles were stretched out, like a chrysanthemum fluttering in the wind.

"Where's the makeup artist? Touch up Zhuxin's makeup!" Wang An threw a brand new script to the makeup artist. The smell of ink on it was still strong, and it felt a little hot to the touch. It looked like it had just been printed out.

Xie Yanchu quietly pulled Yang Yimu aside, and pressed his Jingming acupoint and temple distressedly, "What are you up to? It's like masturbating all night."

Yang Yimu yawned big, "That's right, I just masturbated all night." The script.

"..." Xie Yanchu calmly wiped away the nosebleed and went to the bathroom.

The make-up artist studied the script for a while, his eyes glowed with the look of resurrection from the dead, the eye shadow and eyebrow pencil were danced up and down by a pair of skillful hands, and the costume was changed into a vermilion Xuanyun robe decorated with flowing clouds.

As for the hairstyle... The originally refreshing and refreshing spiritual style Baotou is now replaced by a lazy style, with a few strands of hair hanging loosely by the ears, which makes people feel amazing and comfortable.

When Wei Nanxi came out, this version of Zhu Xin was a sensation in the audience, overwhelming the heroine.Four big words emerged in everyone's hearts——

cigarette.See.flattery.OK.

"Damn it..." Wang An cursed in a low voice, "Yang Yimu didn't choose Beijing Film Academy. It's really a big loss for our country's film industry."

Wang An always felt that "Dark Cliff" could be made better, and even become a classic handed down from generation to generation, but he still couldn't find the right way.This kind of entanglement of knowing that there is something wrong but not knowing how to find out the problem and solve it is easily resolved by Yang Yimu, how could Wang An not be shaken in his heart.

He even started to think about finding an old classmate from Beicheng University, so that he could transfer Yang Yimu's black-box operation to the art department.This kid's mastery of the character is terribly accurate. When he added this, the image of Zhu Xin became more plump, and the side profile also added color to Qiu Guxing's psychological struggle.

In the revised script, Zhu Xin is a handsome servant during the day, but at night he transforms into the young master of the Demon Cult who kills without blinking an eye.Such schizophrenia made him more and more exhausted, and the blood stained on his hands made him understand that he was still not worthy to stay by Qiu Guxing's side.While letting the demons in his heart bleed and sing, he kept his innocence and wept with the Lord.

In the eyes of the world, he is the root of evil.In Qiu Guxing's place, he is regarded as the only companion, the last clear spring in troubled times.And he has no choice, the leader of the Demon Cult is also his biological father, who has already planted Gu on Qiu Guxing.

To the Demon Sect, Qiu Guxing is just a plaything used to restrain the young master and hone the young master.In the eyes of those perverts, the rivers and lakes that these young people thought were just a willful game, but the chips in this game were a bit big.

In the final scene, Zhu Xin was wearing a red robe, and her eyes were so charming that she could not match her. Gu Pan saw Qiu Guxing's disappointed and disgusted eyes.The leader of the Demon Cult is very interested in torturing his successor. When Qiu Guxing couldn't bear it anymore, he thought of what Zhu Xin kept saying when he was drunk, "If I want to kill you... unless I kill me!"

Then, this sentence, in reverse, is also true.

Qiu Guxing stabbed Xixin into his chest, and as expected, he saw the blood overflowing from Zhuxin's lips.

Eyes are dazzling bright red, fresh all autumn.Zhu Xin's smile was still alluring, the leader of the Demon Cult seemed to have aged in a flash, he didn't know that his son had used his love, and it was so deep.He used Tong Sheng Gu for his little master.

Tongsheng Gu has a nice name, it's called Mo Xiangcheng.