I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

Seeing the long-lost, extremely familiar yet unfamiliar pillow person, Qiu Tonghui was in a daze for a while.

Qiu Tonghui was born in a major, and his family background is very ordinary.

He was admitted to the Beijing Film and Television Academy with the highest score that year. He was handsome and had outstanding professional achievements. During those few years in the school, he was praised by the girls as a school grass, and he was a bunch of fans.

Although he has a gentle personality, there is a sense of arrogance in his bones. At that time, he really thought that he was a future star with a bright future. Girls with heavy makeup and being picked up by fancy luxury cars.

The school does not allow lower-grade students to take on acting, so he studies acting painstakingly and concentrates on his studies. The teachers also appreciate his savvy and are very optimistic about his future.

When I was a junior, a famous director came to the school to select someone for an A-level blockbuster. No matter in terms of character image or professional quality, he was better than his classmates. The role of the young male second was almost tailor-made for him. of.However, this role was easily taken away by a sophomore boy for the simple reason that investors "like" the boy who knows how to "be a man and do things".

From that time on, it seemed like something in his body was shattered.

After graduating, seeing people who are obviously inferior to him in everything can become popular with a strong enough backing and a lot of resources. Even if they are black and red, they are at least familiar to the audience, but I can only act. Some passers-by A, B, and C who don't even have a few lines.Qiu Tonghui's psychology became unbalanced, and he couldn't sleep all night long, and his handsome face, which was admired by the school girls, quickly became emaciated, and it was even rumored by the gossip that he was taking drugs!

The funny thing is that he has no sense of existence at all outside the [-]th line, and he doesn't even bother to turn the "black material" because no one cares.

One day, he finally gave up the last bit of persistence in his heart, and began to desperately recover, actively exercising and eating healthy, because he knew that his greatest capital was his naturally handsome face.

Yang Qibei is his first and only "noble man".

At that time, Mr. Yang was the boss of the Beihuang Group in full swing. He was high-spirited, rich and generous. Mr. Yang's favorite at that time.

Relying on Mr. Yang's big thick legs, Qiu Tonghui himself has the potential to become popular, and he can endure hardships in a low-key manner. He poured a lot of resources, and became a popular niche in the front line in just two or three years.

In the bottom of his heart, Qiu Tonghui has never regretted that he took such a "shortcut", and the days with Mr. Yang were not as miserable as he imagined. He thought he could live in such a smooth way. Perhaps, there will be a small future in the future. possible, to be able to accompany each other as equals.However, it didn't take long for Mr. Yang to get tired of the campus male god and generously gave him a "breakup" gift.

He is not the scenery in the eyes of Mr. Yang after Qianfan is exhausted, but just an ordinary passerby.

Qiu Tonghui accepted the "breakup gift" very knowingly and calmly. With the No. [-] male lead of the A-level blockbuster, he successfully crossed the gap from TV to big screen and embarked on a new journey.

Later, he never appeared on the same occasion with President Yang again, and later, he could always see young and beautiful men and women who kept coming and going around Mr. Yang on the entertainment headlines.I heard that Mr. Yang became more and more "open" and became more and more unbearable. He began to feel a little sad in his heart, and then he gradually got used to not caring about those frivolous news and focusing on doing his job as an actor he loves.

Already having a fairly high starting point, he no longer has to bend down to do things that made him look down on him. There have been difficulties and setbacks. He gritted his teeth and swallowed the bitterness and blood, step by step to where he is today.

That unbearable past was quietly buried in the deepest part of his heart by him, and he "started again" deceiving himself. Until today, Yang Qibei appeared in front of him again, with strange and indifferent eyes sweeping across his face, as if There is no "once".

Qiu Tonghui didn't know what it was like in his heart. A heart was like an old rag, twisted into a crumpled ball, and thrown into the expired salt marinade. It was sour, numb, and slightly painful.

Fortunately, after so many years in the circle, the management of expressions and emotions has become almost instinctive. He was speechless for a while, but he still instinctively faced the familiar stranger under the camera who had led him out of the mud. Gentle smile.

Brother Bei, are you okay?

A complex of mellow and bitter aftertaste surges over, like a vat of aged wine that has been forgotten in the ground, and the sealed lid is occasionally lifted.

The spirit cloud tentacles sensitively received the fragrant and delicious food, and excitedly waved and sucked it.

Yang Qibei raised his eyelids and glanced at this generous source of food, and instantly found the image of Qiu Tonghui at that time in the memory cells of his brain. As a lover, this is a very light and well-behaved little lover.The most impression in my memory is that the big boy who often wears a white shirt smiles lightly, with a trace of youthfulness and coldness. Only when he is on the bed, his handsome face will blush on his cheeks. A pair of eyes seemed drunk and weeping, very touching.

That's the way it is, old accounts.

Yang et instantly understood the reason for the strong emotional wave. If every old lover can make such a selfless contribution when reunited, he silently counted the flowers and plants that "Yang Qibei" touched, and once again picked up such " Love, hate, love and hatred" I am very fortunate to have a high-quality body that is worth a hundred and eighty people.

Yang Qibei's eyes were full of encouragement and admiration, and he gave a rare gentle smile: "Hello, Qiu Tonghui from the Zhi tribe, welcome to join our savage——Yangshu tribe."

"Come on! If it weren't for the force coercion of you two big and three rough, how could Xiaoqiu and I give in?"

Yuan Mengfan sneered, put the fish on the ground, and asked: "How do you do this? You can't eat it raw, right? Chief Yang, you said you got the cooking utensils, so hurry up!"

As he spoke, he winked at Qiu Tonghui, intending to cheat the two of them for a meal first, and then take the opportunity to escape. Anyway, the totem was not taken away, and the mark on his body was not even stamped, so he was not a prisoner. run!

But no matter how he winked, Qiu Tonghui didn't seem to be tuned to the same channel, and he was in a trance.

Yuan Mengfan had no choice but to ignore him first, and to appease the Wu Zang Temple first.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it."

Yang Qibei made a step, kicked and kicked a few steps, grabbed and ran, and jumped up another towering tree in an instant, and after a while, his voice came from a distance from the crown of the tree: "Go on! "

Before the words were finished, a cloth bag fell from the sky and hit the ground with a bang, making a tinkling sound.

Huang Han strode forward, opened the cloth bag, took out a crooked and ugly iron pot, laughed loudly, raised his head and shouted at the top of the tree: "Old Yang, you have it! When did you get it? This can be regarded as a hot meal."

Looking at Mr. Yang who looked like a wild monkey, Qiu Tonghui was completely stunned.He thought that Mr. Yang cultivated himself only because of the ups and downs in his career, and entered the entertainment circle to start his new career with a big change in image. Who can tell him, this, this savage like Tarzan, really is he who once knew more about it. But the pillow man?

Yuan Mengfan came over, stood beside him, raised his head and sighed leisurely: "During the production of "Heart Sword", Brother Dayang wasn't so skinny! Is this letting go of nature and returning to nature?"

While talking, Yuan Mengfan quietly pestered a wooden rooster-shaped Qiu Xiaozhu, and while Huang Han was rummaging through things, he smiled and whispered, "Did you find any clues to Miss Ahua's mission?"

"It's on the rocky mountain outside the village, but the task requires the use of the totem of the Zhu tribe." Qiu Tonghui came back to his senses and replied calmly.

"Okay, let's get enough of the fish first. I'll send a signal. Let's run separately. You go back and get the totem. I'll get rid of them and go to the rock mountain to meet up for the mission. It is estimated that future missions may use the totem. Otherwise, everyone will hide the totem, and there will be no way to capture prisoners..."

Yuan Mengfan muttered with his mouth tilted, and before he finished his speculation, the figure on the tree flickered and fell sharply, and the two shouted in shock, "Be careful!"

Yang Qibei flew down quickly, the harpoon in his hand was on the tree in a hurry, and he slid down from the tree trunk after a while, like a cliff rapid descent.

Qiu Tonghui's hands were sweating, and his lips were trembling.

Huang Han screamed and ran forward: "I said you are too scary, what kind of trick is this? It's too good?"

Yang Qibei fished out the tool bag in his hand, picked out a small knife and stuffed it into Brother Huang's hand: "Qinggong. Kill the fish! Take a look at the prisoners by the way."

"I'm afraid that if I come to kill the fish, if these fish die, they will never let us go, even if they are ghosts, they will never let us go!"

Huang Han sighed, the kitchen killer who had never cooked before resigned himself to fighting the half-dead fish.

"Meng Fan, Qiu Zi, which one of you will kill the fish? Who will collect firewood? I'll go pick some spices, but the stingy director only gave me a piece of salt."

Chief Yang beckoned, summoned two new recruits, and asked them.He carried the rest of the tool bag himself, if he stayed here, he was afraid that Huang Han would be abducted even with his tools.

"I'd better pick up firewood!" Yuan Mengfan raised his hand, he is also a master who can only eat but not cook.

"Okay, follow me."

Yang Qibei ordered the remaining two people to set up a stove to clean up the fish, and led Yuan Xiaodi into the forest.

Huang Han watched the figures of the two gradually disappear into the jungle, and quickly called Qiu Tonghui to find a stone to build a stove, while chatting with each other, but Qiu Tonghui was a little silent, working hard to move the stone, and occasionally replied a few words with a smile .

Tsk!I saw the newcomers laughing, but not the old ones crying.

Zha Yi is a crime, and Zha Bai is a male.Lao Yang is really a hero among scumbags!

Huang Han glanced at the "old man" with a strong face and a smile, and sympathetically helped cover the camera. Although he didn't appreciate the fun of being gay, emotionally, he, a sad man who was dumped n times before he became famous, was completely capable I understand Xiao Qiuqiu's pain.

Once bitten, twice shy.

It was himself, after he became famous, he never dared to open his heart to accept others.

In the jungle, the two walked all the way, Yang Qibei kept picking flowers and plants all the way, Yuan Mengfan hadn't picked up a few firewood, and Lao Yang already had a handful of weird flowers and plants in his hand.

"Hey! Dayang, don't pick it indiscriminately! Be careful of food poisoning, big guy."

Yuan Mengfan was a little worried. Everyone was a city dweller who didn't know the grain and didn't work. Could it be that he could only climb trees, and he really thought he was Tarzan of the apes?

Yang Qibei glanced sideways. The little fresh meat with sweat and cement stains on his face and a "faint face", nodded his brain slowly: "There is an encyclopedia here. It's just common sense."

At 08:30 in the morning, the two savages and the two little pigs finally found all the materials and tools. After packing up the ingredients, they sat beside their simple earthen stove, drooling while waiting for Mr. Yang to cook the whole fish feast.

In the chicken pen of a certain household in the east of the village, Fei Qianlin and Zha Xing jumped up and down, exhausted, finally caught a fat chicken, and nervously waited for the villagers' judgment.

"...Congratulations, I finally found a real hen! This chicken is given to you as a reward for your mission today."

The two members of the Tiger Clan, with chicken feathers and chicken shit all over their faces, and three ferocious chicken paw prints on Zha Xing's nose, were filled with tears and almost cried at each other. It was really not easy!

These days, even chickens are hard to tell apart!Except for a big flower rooster that is easy to recognize, there is actually only one real hen among the dozens of other fat chickens. She mixed in with a bunch of fat eunuch chickens with short tails, fat bodies and small crests, which made them miserable. .

"...So, Yang Qibei is a savage who came out? He also kidnapped Yuan Mengfan?"

Fei Qianlin helped Zha Xing kill the chicken while twisting the chicken legs and wings, while listening to Lao Zha's report.

"Da Yang seems to have extraordinary force, Lao Fei, we still have to outsmart him!"

Cha Xing shook his head, and with a click, he ended the life of the fat hen.