Crazy Dream Summer [Entertainment]

Cheng Yang woke up from the heat.

I always feel that there is something wrapped around my body, which is hot, soft and slippery.

Come on, Ono!

Ono was nestled in his arms, hands and feet wrapped around him like an octopus.

Depend on!

Cheng Yang pushed Xiao Ye out with a jerk, turned over and sat up, leaving two lines of nosebleeds.

Depend on!

What the hell is this weather, it's still so dry.But a certain part of his body was stuck hard, which made him very embarrassed.

What about the clothes? What about the clothes on your body?Are you going to the toilet like this?

Cheng Yang saw his pajamas thrown on the floor, probably because he told his mother that Ono was afraid of the cold last night before going to bed, she turned up the temperature in the room, and took off her clothes when it got hot in the middle of the night.

Oops, Ono!He pushed Ono to the ground.

Cheng Yang wiped his nosebleed casually, and rolled over to the other side of the bed. The distance between the bed and the bay window was about [-] centimeters. Ono was stuck in the middle, and it seemed that the fall was not easy.

"Xiaoye, Xiaoye, are you okay?" Cheng Yang carefully helped Xiaoye onto the bed, let him lie on his stomach, and gently pressed his back, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt here?"

"Well, it hurts, please take it easy." Ono's vague tone seemed to be crying.

"I'll get the medicated oil..." Cheng Yang raised his head, and saw his mother standing at the door with a blank expression on her face, and looked at each other. Mother Cheng took a step back silently, and closed the door gently.

After breakfast, Cheng's father called Cheng Yang to the study, "Well, that you young people... Cough!" Cheng's father said that several times, his old face flushed, why did he come to discuss with his son even when he was old? This teenage topic...

You young people, be temperate, not too indulgent.All kinds of prepared belly drafts died in the womb when facing the son.

Father Cheng groaned for a long time, didn't say anything, and decided to give up: "Your mother and I went to the mountain to burn incense. We won't be back tonight. You stay at home to watch the house. You, don't, don't..." Father Cheng held back again. After a while, he secretly stuffed the hidden boxes into Cheng Yang's hands, "Don't be too big." He left Cheng Yang behind and went out.

Cheng Yang was at a loss, went to the mountain to burn incense on the first day of the new year?Their family has never had this custom.

Cheng Yang glanced at the things his father stuffed over him, and he was struck by thunder - condoms, lubricants, and even a box of enemas.

Dad, you are really my dear dad!

Cheng's father packed his luggage, while Cheng's mother was drying clothes on the balcony, and caught Cheng Yang.Cheng Yang helped his mother shake off the sheets, and hung them to dry. He was very puzzled, how to wash the sheets on the first day of the new year?

I saw my mother leaning over, quietly glanced at Xiaoye who was sitting on the sofa peeling oranges, and said in a low voice: "That kid Xiaoye is honest, don't bully him."

"Mom, I didn't bully him." Cheng Yang wanted to cry but had no tears.

"You're still stubborn!" Mother Cheng pinched his ears, "The bed sheet was covered with blood and you said you didn't bully me! Think your mother is blind." Early in the morning, she saw her son naked and wearing a pair of underpants to set up a tent. I pushed the person on the bed and cried in pain, and when I looked back, there was still blood all over the bed sheet!Cheng's mother felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her three views were completely wiped out at that moment, and she hurried back to the room to discuss the important issue of "adolescent sex education" with the child's father.

After discussing with each other, the two elders came to a conclusion that these two children got the approval of their parents yesterday. It was the first time for them. They were too excited and inexperienced, so their own stupid son hurt other children.

Cheng Yang froze in place, like a big stupid popsicle, staring blankly at the familiar sheet - it was the one he slept with Xiao Ye last night.

Mom, I didn't; Mom, I was wronged; Mom, listen to my explanation; Mom...

Damn it, even jumping into the Yellow River won't clean it up!

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother went out with simple luggage, and Cheng Yang and Ono delivered it to the door, "Uncle and aunt, walk slowly, have fun."

"Okay." Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Cheng Yang again, "If Xiaoye feels unwell, send him to the hospital immediately, and don't be embarrassed to carry it at home. How dare people talk about such things, be smart!"

You two are really my real parents...

Ono returned to the sofa and lay down, and said to Cheng Yang in a serious manner: "You don't need to go to the hospital, Auntie is too serious, just rub it with some medicine oil."

Cheng Yang covered his face, and slowly squatted down against the back of the sofa, can you let me go!I am really wronged!

Cheng Yang took out his mobile phone and changed the subject forcefully, "Let's book the return ticket first, when does your company start work?"

"The production team of the sixth day of junior high school started work, so I just go directly to the production team."

"I plan to go back in the third year of junior high."

"Okay." Ono had no objection, "Go back so early, why don't you spend more time with your parents at home? Oh, your company still has work?"

Cheng Yang flicked his phone to select the date, "No, Lao Bai told me that there was a reception at a well-known private winery on the outskirts of City A on the fourth night of the fourth day of junior high school, and he got me an invitation letter and told me to go to Changchang. Knowledge, increase contacts or something."

Ono raised his arms and looked at Cheng Yang: "A winery on the outskirts of City A?"

"Well, it's said that it's a private club with a membership system, and ordinary people can't get in. The people who gather there are big shots in the film and television industry, famous directors, screenwriters, producers and producers, and so on. The pattern is relatively high. Bai said that if I hadn't accepted Li's film recently, I wouldn't have gotten the invitation at all."

"Oh." Ono lay back on the sofa without interest.

Cheng Yang opened his mouth, and suddenly became dumb. He didn't know what to say for a while.He wanted to invite Ono to the party, after all, it was a rare opportunity to show his face in front of those big productions, and it would be nice to get acquainted.He knew that Ono didn't like this kind of occasion.He also knew that Ono had no shortage of resources, and with the relationship between Mr. Zhao and Mr. Li, would he be unappreciated for what he wanted to do?

But he didn't want Ono to continue like this...

Cheng Yang smiled wryly. In fact, to put it bluntly, there was no difference between him and Ono when he went out to mess around like this.They are all going to ask for support, some people sell their jokes and others sell their bodies, who is more noble than the other.

"That's Zhao Hanqing's place." Xiaoye sat up, pulled out a pillow to cushion his waist, and hugged one in his arms, "Gao Mingze doesn't like that kind of place the most. He never goes there himself, and he doesn't allow his subordinates to go there." go."

Cheng Yang's inner OS: I'm not his subordinate.

Ono looked at Cheng Yang, as if with a hint of warning: "If Director Gao finds out that his subordinates are in and out of that kind of occasion, he usually replaces them directly. If it is a co-star, there will definitely be no next time."

Cheng Yang's face was a little flustered, he didn't want to go to that kind of occasion, but he didn't have the resources, and with the cooperation with Director Gao, who knew there would be no next time.Gao Dao was sought after with funds and scripts, but he didn't, and he still had to eat to live.

"Gao Mingze said that an actor should act well. Go to that kind of place and make yourself like a courtesan. Can you still concentrate on acting? How many of the films that are picked up in that kind of place are good ones."

Cheng Yang's expression froze again, and the finger that pressed OK stopped on the top of the phone.

"Brother, follow Gao Mingze's filming carefully. He has a bad temper, and his skills in training/teaching actors are not covered. Following Gao Mingze, you can learn a lot, whether it is the understanding of the characters in the script or the overall rhythm. The control, or just the most basic skill practice, can improve the professional quality to a higher level.

Those who filmed with Gao Mingze back then didn't dare to say that they were among the top celebrities, but at least they were the mainstay of the powerful faction.

When you get the best actor, you can choose any resources you have.

For some people, the best actor is the pinnacle, while for others, the best actor is just a starting point.

Brother, believe me, your future is infinite. "

Cheng Yang was speechless for a while, and after a while, he whispered, "You really..."

What is it, he didn't finish, maybe he didn't know what to say.

After ten years of hard work since his debut, he no longer longed for poetry and distant places, only the struggle in front of him remained.