There is no domineering side leak today [Entertainment]

The novel "Ascending the Nu River" was rumored a long time ago that it would be turned into a TV series, but it has never been officially launched.

Several microblogs sent out after the official blog certification, after being reposted by the original author and director, immediately attracted a lot of attention.

Some people cheered that the classics in their hearts will finally be presented on the screen, and some said that the products exported by Jiji must be high-quality products, and they can't wait to see the finished products.

The last part is to doubt the casting of the crew. They don't believe that a popular star can perform well in this drama, and the protagonist will become the failure of the film when the time comes.

Due to the presence of fans in the entertainment industry, the third group of people is expanding at an extremely fast speed. They spread everywhere the opinion that the casting of "On the Nu River" is not suitable, and they each recommend the most suitable person in their minds.

The bad-mouthing on the Internet has nothing to do with Hai Tu, he doesn't even know it.

Because on the day the starring role was announced, Hai Tu was thrown by the director to experience life.

In order to be realistic, the workplaces the director found for Haitu did not have air-conditioning. Under the high temperature of [-] degrees, Haitu felt that he had become a dried rabbit.

Fortunately, the director kept his last conscience and prepared a single dormitory for Haitu.

This is the most humble place Haitu has ever lived in. The room is less than ten square meters, except for a single bed and an old wooden table, there is nothing else.

The bed was probably bought from a second-hand market, and the bottom is full of springs. When people sleep on it, the whole person sinks into it.

Haitu slept through the night, and woke up the next day with a sore back and a sore back. He didn't want to eat breakfast, so he complained pitifully to Qi Qian in his pajamas.

When thrown over by the director this time, Hai Tu brought a transformation talisman.

In order not to be recognized by others, he became a little more aggressive when working, and now he looks dirt and black.

Although still handsome.

The handsome, dark guy with his unkempt hair took a picture of his kennel with his mobile phone, successfully making the family members feel distressed.

Qi Qian frowned and asked him, "How long will you stay here?"

Hai Tu calculated with her fingers, and said that there is still half a month left.

"Actually, I'm not very squeamish, am I? The main reason is the bed." Hai Tu pointed under her eyes: "I think I'm about to have dark circles."

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to complain about his pain, but his skin was too dark. Hai Tu looked at the mirror next to him for a long time but couldn't see the difference in skin color, so he could only let it go resentfully.

"Anyway, I just can't sleep well, and I feel like I'm going to be haggard."

Qi Qian was still a little bit distressed at first, but Hai Tu's current appearance was too much like a country artist, and the feeling of distress was washed away a little.

He straightened his expression and asked tentatively, "Did the director say where he must live?"

"He arranged it for me here." Hai Tu recalled what he said at the time, raised his head and thought for a while: "It should be the same as the place of work and cannot be moved."

"That's not necessarily true." Qi Qian calmed down a bit, told him to wait a moment, and then ended the call.

Within 5 minutes, another communication was initiated over there, and this time the expression was much more relaxed.

"I've made a deal with your director. It doesn't matter where you live. I still have a house over there. I'll clean it up during the day and take you there at night." Qi Qian tapped the thin black face on the screen with his fingertips: "Don't be bitter." Put your face down and go eat."

Hai Tu looked at where he landed, and poked the right side of the face with his hand: "Okay, I poked it for you."

The person on the opposite side saw the movement, and the smile on his face deepened.

After changing the house, Hai Tu finally didn't feel so hard. After half a month passed, Director Ji threw him to another place.

By the time Haitu had experienced all the positions and finally joined the group, the fierce battle for casting had come to an end.

Except for him, most of the remaining actors are old actors who have been famous for a long time.

Yan Jiang is also there, and what's more, he is also playing Hai Tu's father.

The crew had a grand opening ceremony, and dozens of media came to live broadcast that day, and Hai Tu once again made headlines because of this.

Probably because the facts have been established, this time there are quite a few people on the Internet saying that his acting skills are at a low point, and most of them are concerned about his change in appearance.

Many of Haitu's fans are based on face fans. They are the kind of fans who are willing to love you forever as long as you have a good face, no matter how bad your acting skills or singing is.

However, Hai Tu doesn't look good now, at least a lot worse than before.

Some people say that it was specially made for TV dramas, and some people said that they didn't pay attention to their appearance because they had the resources.

Anyway, a few days after the live broadcast of the opening ceremony, there were posts about fan performances in major forums on the entire network, and each post could build a tall building.

Bao An was so worried that he lost his hair in big handfuls.

There was a turmoil on the Internet, but it still had no effect on Hai Tu.

On the night of the opening ceremony, they devoted themselves to the intense shooting.

This is the strictest crew that Hai Tu has ever stayed in.

It's not to the point where every item is pulled over to talk about the play, but it's not too far off. The progress of filming is horribly slow.

But no one cared about this, the crew had money, and the TV series was bought before filming started.

Director Ji who has money will be able to spend it vigorously, wishing he could go out and shoot on location every day.

A forty-episode TV series was filmed from October of the previous year to May of the following year before the filming of all the plots ended.

A few days before the end of filming, Hai Tu packed up all his things and sent them back. The filming ended that night, and he didn't even stay all night, so he flew back by plane.

He didn't show up for more than half a year, his popularity has dropped a lot, and Bao An didn't arrange for him to pick him up at the airport.

As soon as he got on the plane, Hai Tu put on the blindfold and put on a sleeping posture, which made Bao An, who was holding a work plan behind him, instantly lose the opportunity to speak.

But Bao An is obviously not so easy to dismiss. Now he has signed a few newcomers with great potential, and his methods are much better than before. sea ​​tea.

""The Immortals in Painting" will start airing next month. There are two interviews and one variety show planned next week. I also have an appointment for a magazine cover for you. Director Feng's new movie has a cameo role. There are not many people in the plot. Okay, they invited you to participate." Bao An finished the sentence in one breath: "The work for next month is just this little, it should be easy, right?"

Hai Tu threw back the things in his hands with a blank expression: "I'm going on vacation, at least one month."

Bao An is not such a person who exploits artists. He felt that the other party has indeed had a hard time in the past half a year. After thinking about it, he compromised: "Okay, then just participate in the promotion of two TV dramas, and the rest will be discussed later."

"Anyway, we have a lot of notebooks now."

When talking about this point, Bao An was a little proud. Ever since Haitu didn't get Ji Dao's hero, the number of notebooks sent to him has increased a lot.

Among them are many famous directors.

Some directors even said that if Haitu agrees to participate, they can wait for Haitu to be free, and the role is willing to keep for him.

At the beginning, Bao An was still a little uneasy, thinking that the notebooks sent over would be good everywhere, and wished that Hai Tu could have tens of thousands of copies and catch them all.

Later, when he received a lot of things, Hai Tu took a close look at them again. Gradually, his mentality calmed down a lot, and he felt that no matter how excellent the resources were, he could deal with them peacefully.

They took a late-night plane and arrived at their destination at two o'clock in the morning.

Hai Tu sent the flight information early in the morning, so when he saw the person waiting at the door, he wasn't surprised at all.

"Then I'll go first." Bao An said, "Don't forget the show time."

Hai Tu nodded and said he got it.

When they were talking, Qi Qian stood aside, and when he looked at him, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. After Bao An finished speaking and nodded to him and left, he stepped forward and gently hugged Hai Tu, and let out a contented sigh. Sigh.

There were not many people at the airport at night, Hai Tu hadn't seen anyone for almost two months, looked left and right, no one was paying attention, so she couldn't help but hugged her back, making Qi Qian who was about to let go go startled.

After being patted twice on the back, Qi Qian was the first to let go of his hands: "Hey, I'm going home."

Hai Tu hummed, walked away from his neck, lowered her head, hooked her fingers, and then let go.

"Well, go home."

He walked in front, and his boyfriend followed behind.

When he got to the side of the car, Qi Qian took two steps forward to open the car door, but Hai Tu suddenly turned around to block the door, tiptoed up to him and gave him a quick kiss on the mouth.

After the kiss, he opened the door of the car, sat in first, and waved to Qi Qian: "Come in, don't stand still."

Qi Qian sat in and closed the door: "Don't pay attention outside, what should I do if I'm caught by someone?"

"Come out if you get a photo." Hai Tu didn't care.

He leaned over to Qi Qian's side, and touched his eyelids with his fingers: "Have you been staying up all night lately?"

Qi Qian probably belongs to the type of workaholic. Working twelve hours a day is not a problem at all, and he is always full of energy.But this time they met, the other party was visibly haggard, the eyes were dark and black, and there was an unconcealable tired look on his face.

Qi Qian grabbed his hand, and kissed his fingertips with his lips: "Just be busy for a while, and it will be fine when you're done."

He held Hai Tu's finger, and let the fingertip that had just been kissed stick back to the corner of his lips, and there was a rare tenderness in his brows and eyes facing Hai Tu: "I will try my best to spare time to accompany you."

Hai Tu's face was flushed by his action, and the finger he touched just now was astonishingly hot.

He sighed in disappointment, thinking that it would be great if it was at home, and he could do whatever he wanted with Qi Qian at home.

As soon as he turned his eyes, Qi Qian saw something was wrong: "What bad idea are you thinking?"

Hai Tu: "Thinking about how to eat you up."

"Really?" Qi Qian looked at him from top to bottom, as if he wanted to use his thoughts to strip off his clothes layer by layer, and then lick them inch by inch with his gaze.

Hai Tu's scalp was numb, and his body was itchy. He changed his posture impatiently, his eyes were full of spring.

"Heh" Qi Qian laughed lowly, his eyes full of teasing, he leaned over and pinched the skin on the back of Haitu's neck, and asked in a low voice, "You want to eat me?"

Hai Tu was like a rabbit pinched by the nape of his neck, unable to kick his legs. He glared at Qi Qian, thinking that his eyes were fierce, but in fact his eyes were full of spring, seductive.

……

The sunlight was blocked by the curtains, and the room was dark. Haitu faintly heard an alarm, and he rolled over, but he couldn't find the familiar chest.

Hai Tu woke up suddenly, the ring was still ringing, he groped around, and finally found the vibrating cell phone at the foot of the bed.

"Brother Bao" Hai Tu hiccuped, squeezed out a tear and asked, "What can you do to find me so early in the morning?"

"It's ten o'clock in the morning, it's getting late." Bao An's tone was serious: "Did you make out with Qi Qian outside last night?"

"No." Hai Tu covered her mouth and thought for a while, then changed her words and said, "I just kissed you secretly."

The person on the other side of the phone exhaled slowly, as if he was suppressing something: "That photo was taken."

Hai Tu's eyes were slightly closed, and she was half asleep: "Oh, someone really took a sneak shot. It's rare that someone still remembers me."

"Don't take it seriously, the people behind seem to be determined to mess with you this time." Bao An hammered down the table: "The person disappeared after the photo was sent to me. There is no sign of an offer over there. We have to prepare for the worst gone."

"Worst plan..." Hai Tu pondered and asked, "Are you forced to come out?"

Without waiting for Bao An's reply, he added another sentence: "If it is exposed, people all over the country will know that Qi Qian belongs to me. It doesn't seem like a bad idea."

He seemed to feel that he had encountered something very happy, and he giggled after he finished speaking, the laughter was innocent and fearless.