After time travel

Yang Yan set an example like this, Wang Shu felt that he had to make an apology.

He is a magnanimous person, as long as he apologizes, the matter will be over.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon after filming the orphanage scene. Whenever there was such a large-scale explosion scene in the crew, they would eat a good meal as a spiritual compensation.

Yang Yan has been in the group for so long, and for the first time, he played a big game and asked Xiaoman to ask for two lunch boxes.

"Come on, go sit in the car."

"Ah."

Wang Shu followed Yang Yan into the RV.

Because the Haicheng film and television base has actors coming here all the year round, regardless of whether they are first-tier or second-tier, anyone who is a bit popular needs such a car that can travel and rest. It is impossible to drive the car here from home, and not everyone has it. You can buy it with money, so there is a place in Haicheng that specializes in renting nanny cars and RVs. The average car is 100 yuan a day, and the better one is [-] yuan.

Yang Yan is now a first-line actor, and the car is his face. Even if he thinks it is not very useful, Wanxing rented the highest-grade car for him at two hundred and three a day, and there is a discount for three months. The total is [-] .

The 2 yuan is not in vain. There is a bed in the car that is enough for Yang Yan to lie down and rest, and a small sofa and coffee table for eating. Of course, there is also a toilet, but Yang Yan never uses it, so the smell in the car is not difficult. smell.

Wang Shu lay on the bed as soon as he got in the car, "It's so cool."

"Turn on the air conditioner." Yang Yan hasn't taken a shower yet, and his body is covered with dust from the blasting scene. He sits on a plastic stool, unwraps the wet wipes on the side, and wipes his hands leisurely, "Night Change the scene, shoot the scene on the train, it's too hot over there, why don't you go back to the hotel?"

Wang Shu shook his head, "I'm here to accompany you."

He was naturally happy to be with Yang Yan, but the conditions on the other side of the train were too harsh, and there was also a fight scene inside the carriage. Yang Yan didn't want Wang Shu to see him in such a mess, "I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable."

Wang Shu was silent for a while, then said, "I bought a ticket for tomorrow morning to go to City T."

Yang Yan was stunned, "Why did you go there? Did you really drop by to see me?"

"No, Tian Yi will hold a concert in city t tomorrow, so I'll drop by to see him." Wang Shu was telling the truth, but he deliberately misled others, making them think that his main purpose was to go to the concert. Visiting the class is just a way.

"That's right... Tomorrow is Tianyi's concert." Yang Yan threw the wet wipe into the trash can, looking the same as before, but in fact, he has already moved to go to the concert with Wang Shu.

It's a pity that his scenes are so full these two days that he doesn't have time to go to T City.

Yang Yan made up his mind, felt that there was no hope, so he didn't talk to Wang Shu, "Have you told him? You have to go."

"Say it, he left me a ticket with a great seat." This was Wang Shu's first time attending a concert, and he was quite excited, "I heard that the ticket price for Tian Yi's concert has doubled. "

Since the end of "Strange Journey", the four people except Wang Shu have been busy. Now they only contact each other on WeChat occasionally. Wang Shu and Tian Yi are in frequent contact. Tian Yi is also enthusiastic, and likes to release new song demos everywhere. It is said that it is the kind that is close to everyone. He let Wang Shu go during the concert tour in Beijing. Then Wang Shu was lazy and unwilling to move, so he found an excuse not to go. This time Wang Shu offered to go, which made Tian Yi very happy, and Wang Shu was a little embarrassed.

"Really? So the ticket he left for you is free?"

Wang Shu nodded, then smiled, "Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Yang Yan wanted to go even more.

"Brother Yan!" The door of the RV was pushed open, and Xiaoman walked in with three lunch boxes, "Hahaha, I never thought that Aunt Zhao is Wang Shu's real mother fan, knowing that Wang Shu eats and gave me an extra candy Vinegar ribs."

The food of the film crew is really good, not worse than the taste of big restaurants, and the presentation is also good, "Wow, the big film crew is different, no wonder you don't eat outside."

Yang Yan became proud, "After all, it's the leading role."

"Yo, that's amazing." Wang Shu's yin and yang tone didn't seem like he was praising him, Yang Yan smiled, picked up the wet wipe, and handed it over, "Wipe your hands."

Wang Shu took out two wipes from the wet tissue bag, raised his face and asked, "So you don't eat with other actors?"

"Occasionally."

After putting away the lunch box, Xiaoman left the caravan and went to have lunch with Wanxing.

Although Yang Yan was a little stingy with them in some respects, his salary was very good, and he was the number one assistant salary in the circle, and he could decide how to spend it as usual.

As soon as Xiao Man left, Yang Yan took off his dirty costume, leaving only a white vest for veteran cadres.

Wang Shu knew that he was just trying to eat clean, but still looked at him in a panic, "It's broad daylight, what are you doing!"

"How do you want me to answer?" Yang Yan tapped his head with the end of the chopsticks, "What are you doing? It may not be convenient now, so stop eating and talk about it when you go back tonight."

"That's all right." Wang Shu secretly glanced at the muscles on his arm, only to realize that Yang Yan hadn't lost weight, but his body had become stronger.

As big as his fist?

Seems to be about the same.

Influenced by Lin Hong, Wang Shu's aesthetics are somewhat feminine, unlike straight men or gays who like a body full of muscle bumps and no beauty, but Yang Yan's figure is really just right, with smooth lines and bronze The skin makes people swallow subconsciously when they see it.

Just as Yang Yan put a piece of ribs into his mouth, he saw a white and tender hand stretched out without a sound. He felt that the owner of this hand was a bit malicious, so he moved back a step with the chair, "Hmm ?”

Wang Shu gave him a sweet smile, showing a row of white teeth, "I'll touch it~"

"Touch what?"

"Arm, let me see if it's hard."

Yang Yan pushed his hand back, "Touch it at night, I'm afraid that if the arm is not hard, other places will be hard."

"You, you..." His rascal words caused Wang Shu's language system to collapse temporarily, and it took him a while to find his thoughts, "Your innocence, friend, how did people change so quickly."

"I'm just telling the truth. Besides, it's not getting faster, it's a gradual change." Yang Yan admits that he has changed, not the one who was playing with Wang Shu on the kang back then, and who had to cover Wang Shu's mouth to prevent Wang Shu from screaming It's him, um... Maybe he hasn't changed, but has grown up, like a child living on campus, who has entered the society for more than ten years, and looking back at the past, it's like looking at Ling alone.

Wangshu has also changed.

Become more and more innocent, more and more lovely.

It's been a long time since he planned to do bad things. The little fox in rabbit skin turned into a purebred little white rabbit.

so good.

Rabbits live a more carefree life than foxes.

While Yang Yan was thinking wildly, Wang Shu had already eaten several pieces of ribs, and the spit out bones were piled up cleanly, which showed that the ribs suited his appetite.

"Is it tasty?"

"Well, it's delicious, so you're living such a wonderful life!"

Yang Yan was amused by his behavior, "It's good to work hard and eat well, it's not like you haven't seen it."

When it came to work, Wang Shu's appetite was greatly reduced. He put down his chopsticks, sighed, and complained to Yang Yan, "My unlucky script is still in a dying state."

With shelter, naturally no self-motivation, Wang Shu now has no ambition but no hands-on ability, procrastination is getting worse day by day.

"Why do you have to die, let's hear it?"

"The script is really hard to write. I also want to write a big drama that makes people feel emotional after watching it, but...the knowledge level is too little. You know that when the book is used, you will hate it."

Yang Yan shook his head, "It's because you are too young to write a big drama. Before dawn, Ouyang, the screenwriter, discussed creation with more than a dozen contemporary writers. It has been written like this for nearly two years. What are you in a hurry for?"

This made Wang Shu desperate, "Give up, I'll just write a novel."

Yang Yan thought for a while, and gave him a note, "Actually, it's not necessary to write that kind of historical drama. Many funny sitcoms have become classics."

"Do you think I'm being funny?"

"I think you are very funny."

Wang Shu glanced at him, "Let's eat, there's nothing to talk about."

After the meal, the assistant directly drove the RV to the next scene. The road was uneven and the car was wobbly. Wang Shu lay on the bed and couldn't help feeling tired. He didn't know when he fell asleep, nor did Yang When did Yan get off the car to film?

When Wang Shu woke up, the sky was already dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone into the car, turning the water in the glass on the table into a dazzling orange.

It happened that Wang Shu was a little thirsty.

After drinking a glass of water, Wang Shu's throat felt much better, and he lay still on the bed for a few more minutes. He sat up and put on the shoes that were neatly placed aside.

It was a bit noisy outside, many staff members were resting nearby, some were eating snacks, some were smoking. When Wang Shu got out of the car, he saw Xiao Man, who was talking to a girl in black sportswear. Wang Shu was usually at home in such a lively scene. I really can't see it.

Xiao Man quickly noticed Wang Shu, and trotted over with a smile, "Brother Yan said, let you wait for him after waking up, and go back to the hotel together."

"Where is he?"

"When I was filming, I ran into a deadlock again, and I filmed it over and over again."

"Knot?"

Xiaoman nodded, "Yes, brother Yan has a deadlock, a scene needs to be reshot several times."

These words aroused Wang Shu's curiosity, he straightened his disheveled hair in front of the mirror, and put on Yang Yan's baseball cap, "I'll go and have a look."

"Over there."

Xiaoman pointed him in the direction. There was a train track in an open space, and two retro green leather carriages were parked at the end of the track. There were many staff around them pulling on the lights, probably for a night scene.

Wang Shu didn't go far when he saw Yang Yan's figure. He changed out his dirty clothes in the afternoon. He was wearing black military boots, green military trousers, and the military uniform on his upper body. He only had a snow-white shirt. The cuffs were rolled up casually, revealing a strong arm, a retro watch, an unlit cigarette between the slender fingers, the tall standing posture and the curved fingers, every detail looked elegant and luxurious.

Wang Shu knows what Yang Yan's knot is, he doesn't know how to smoke.

"Yang Yan."

Hearing Wang Shu's voice, Yang Yan looked over, raised his lips and smiled with a slightly sinister look, that was exactly Zhao Donghua himself, "Wake up."

Wang Shu paused before replying, "Well, how long will it take you."

"There is another scene, it's coming soon, it's cold at night, why don't you wear a coat."

It turned out that the coat hanging by the bed was for him.

Wang Shu pursed her lips, looked sideways at the train, "It's so messy inside."

Yang Yan also took a look inside, "I just filmed a fighting scene."

"Then you are so clean."

Yang Yan smiled softly, stretched his hand behind his back, took out a gun out of nowhere, and twirled it between his fingers, "Advanced play."

His every move is not Yang Yan, but Zhao Donghua, with the glamorousness of a high-mountain flower, Wang Shu touched the brim of his hat, "Then you go to film, I'll wait for you in the car."

"It will take a while, smoke a cigarette with me." Yang Yan neatly put the gun behind his back, and took out the lighter from his pocket, "The director said that I smoke like a novice."

Sure enough, because of this, Zhao Donghua in the script is a veritable smoker.

"Come here and let me have a look." Wang Shu knows how to smoke. He also smoked when playing with Qin Lang and Chen Yu. Can't move, Wang Shu hasn't twitched since that time, in a blink of an eye, it has been almost six years.

Count the three years in that world.

The most important thing to be an actor is to liberate your nature and not be afraid of embarrassment. Yang Yan looked at Wang Shu and instantly entered the role. The action is very charming.

It's a pity that he doesn't know how to smoke, so he can only hold the smoke in his mouth and spit it out after three to five seconds, which is really unnatural.

Wang Shu patted him on the shoulder, didn't speak, and didn't laugh at him.

Yang Yan sighed, and casually pressed the cigarette on the pillar beside him, "I've been practicing for a long time, and I almost choked to death."

In the past, this kind of scene only needed to shoot an action of lighting a cigarette, and it was enough to take one shot, but in the part on the train, when Zhao Donghua was smoking, he had to read the inner narration, so he had to take at least two puffs.

It's not that no one has taught him, there are a lot of people in the crew who can smoke, but this kind of thing can't be taught by preaching.

The director and screenwriter didn't expect that Yang Yan couldn't smoke. In this circle, there were too few people who couldn't smoke, and they caught up with the rare existence.

"Haha, you can try more, study hard, maybe you will be enlightened." Wang Shu didn't say that he can smoke, and what he did before he met Yang Yan was black history in his own eyes .

"It's not a good thing." Yang Yan raised his hand with a smile, wanting to touch his face, but suddenly thought of the people around him, turned his hand, landed on his arm, and gently pinched it After a while, "Go back to the car, the filming will start soon."

Wang Shu nodded and walked towards the RV.

He didn't know how many times the scene was ng, and how many cigarettes Yang Yan lit. Anyway, it was past eight o'clock when the filming ended, and Yang Yan, who had changed into his own clothes, had an unmistakable smell of tobacco.

"What are you doing?" After taking off the costume and leaving behind Zhao Donghua's influence, Yang Yan immediately became more cheerful.

"Playing games, I eat Amway at Xiaoman's." Wang Shu lay on the bed and carefully manipulated his character, "My game will be over soon."

"It's okay, just play slowly." Yang Yan disliked the smell on his body, turned around to look for wet wipes, "Shall we go back to the hotel or have dinner?"

Wang Shu raised his feet and swayed twice, "Let's just go to the hotel, I want to eat what you made for me."

Yang Yan found the wet wipes and sat down next to him, clicked his tongue, "You don't even care about me, I'm so tired, and you still let me cook."

"I just want to eat fried rice with eggs."

"Egg fried rice? That's fine."

Yang Yan has his own thoughts, if he wants to cook, he has to buy vegetables, wash vegetables, cook vegetables, and wash the dishes after eating. Wang Shu will leave tomorrow morning, he doesn't want to waste time on this.

When the car drove back to the hotel, Wang Shu saw the group of little girls waiting at the entrance of the hotel last night.

The cry today is the same as yesterday, "Brother Yan! Brother Yan! Good evening!"

Yang Yan got off the car and said the same thing as yesterday, "Go back early."

"Hahaha okay!"

Wang Shu, who got out of the car immediately, stunned all the fans.

His class is a bit long.

Then, I heard the voice from last night again, "Wang Shu, Wang Shu!"

This time Wang Shu didn't blush or heart beat, but just slightly lowered the brim of his hat, and entered the elevator without looking sideways, with an almost indifferent attitude.

Yang Yan was in a happy mood, and walked briskly into the elevator one after the other.

After the elevator door closed, Yang Yan's fan head lowered his head and asked his friend beside him, "Wang Shu's hat seems to belong to Brother Yan, right?"

"Yes."

"Don't you think they're a little weird?"

"Tch, look at Renji with rotten eyes, I swear, the two of them are absolutely straight, not to mention Brother Yan, look at Shu Gang's attitude, you can't be straight anymore, okay?"

The girl looked at Wang Shu's male fan, who was already crying sadly, "Well...that's because I was thinking too much."

"However, let me tell you quietly, I really doubt that Brother Yan is crooked..."

"what?"

"Hey, it's better to be bent. I was already hurt by Zu Boxin when the relationship was not exposed. I can't bear this kind of hurt a second time."

"excellent."

Here Wang Shu has already eaten fried rice with eggs, and I don't know why Yang Yan's movements are so fast, Wang Shu's effort to wash his face with fried rice will be enough, "You're a bit backward."

Yang Yan held his hand, scooped up a little with a spoon, and put it into his mouth.

The taste seems to be a bit bad, "The rice is not good, how about I help you get something else?"

This is really not Yang Yan's blame. This hotel is good at cooking western food, and the quality of the rice is hard to describe.

"No, let's make do with it." Wang Shu stuffed Yang Yan's used spoon into his mouth, licked it twice, and said casually, "You smell like cigarettes, go take a bath. "

Yang Yan originally planned to take a bath, but after hearing what he said, he sat aside directly. He wanted to tell Wang Shu that we will take a bath together after you finish eating.

But just as he was about to say something, Yang Yan suddenly heard a bang from the bedroom, as if something had hit the wood.

"...you eat, I'm going to take a shower."

Halfway through the chewing of Wang Shu rice, he stopped blankly and looked at Yang Yan's back in puzzlement.

Huh?Is he implying it not obvious enough?