The Playwright's Guide to First Love

"Just click and watch." Fu Wenshan replied a little stiffly.

Xie Wanxing didn't care either, he just asked casually.

It's been a long time since he watched the works he made during his debut. After all, his acting skills were quite young at the time, and he had memorized the plot by heart, so he couldn't see any surprises.

On the contrary, it is the memory of filming, which is a bit interesting.

"It was actually winter when I filmed this drama, it was extremely cold, but I still had to wear short-sleeved clothes to pretend it was summer," Xie Wanxing said while watching, "There was a scene where the heroine fell into the water. Number one went into the water at the same time to rescue, but the scene got ng three times, and the next day all three of us went to the hospital to hang up the water.”

At that time, the three leading actors were all newcomers. Regardless of their family background, they were very ambitious in their acting skills. They had to talk to each other while hanging water in the hospital.

The agent quickly photographed it and posted it on the Internet, blowing a wave of dedication.

Some netizens said it was a show, and some praised them for their hard work, but Xie Wanxing himself judged that this is just the basic quality of an actor.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help showing a little smile. In detail, it was only three years ago, but it seemed like a long time ago.

"What were you doing that year?" Xie Wanxing asked Fu Wenshan casually, "Are you studying abroad?"

He remembered that Fu Wenshan probably hadn't debuted at that time.

Fu Wenshan shook his head, "No. I was a trainee in Huayin at that time."

This is the first time Xie Wanxing heard about it, he asked strangely, "Didn't you debut in Canyu? Why did you become a trainee in Huayin?"

Fu Wenshan scratched his face, and answered honestly, "At that time, I just returned to China, and my family didn't approve of me entering the entertainment industry. I fell out with my family, and I found a company to sign as a trainee, and even my card was frozen. All my belongings were a few sets of clothes. Fortunately, the company arranged a dormitory for me, otherwise I would have to sleep on the street.”

It can be said to be poor.

Xie Wanxing became interested, so he stopped watching TV, sat up straight, and looked at Fu Wenshan eagerly, "I thought your family was very pampering, otherwise they wouldn't have allowed you to sing. Then what happened? They agreed." ?”

"It took me a year to agree. My cooking and cleaning skills are all developed at that time. Cooking was just a hobby when I was studying abroad, and I really developed it when I lived alone. , "Fu Wenshan recalled, showing a little smile, "At that time, there were four boys living in an apartment, and I had never slept with anyone in my life. I was warned by the brokerage company. But then I got better and got along well."

"Then have your roommates also debuted?" Xie Wanxing asked again. He was very dissatisfied with Fu Wenshan's failure to explain the key points, so he lightly bumped Fu Wenshan, "You haven't said why you changed companies."

Speaking of this, the smile on Fu Wenshan's face faded a little.

He vaguely mentioned, "One roommate made his debut, and the other two stopped being in the entertainment industry and have not been in contact with each other. I don't want to stay in Huayin because of some things, and the relationship with my family just happened to ease, so I paid Pay liquidated damages and re-sign Canyu."

Xie Wanxing was really disappointed with Fu Wenshan's ability to tell stories.

It's not exciting to have a script about the hard work of the down-and-out young man, to be told so calmly by him.

He pouted, got back into bed again, stopped watching the video, and swiped his phone with his back to Fu Wenshan, getting ready to sleep.

But after he played for a while, Fu Wenshan posted it too, without saying anything, just put an arm across his waist.

Xie Wanxing couldn't help but slow down when she was playing with the phone.

Fu Wenshan's warm breath sprayed on the back of his neck, it was a little itchy, but also a little seductive.

But they didn’t do anything in the end, they just hugged each other and slept all night. Before going to bed, there was a sudden rain outside the window, and it hit the plantains in the courtyard and the windows one after another. There was something indescribably gentle. .

·

The next day, the rain outside hadn't stopped, and Fu Wenshan happened to be out of work, so he stayed at Xie Wanxing's house and didn't go out.

Xie Wanxing sat on the floor memorizing the script, and Fu Wenshan wrote the lyrics beside him. The two were busy with their own affairs, but there was also a peaceful and harmonious atmosphere.

In the evening, Fu Wenshan even made homemade milk tea. Xie Wanxing just took a sip with the attitude of giving it a try, but he was amazed after just one sip.

"Damn it, what kind of singer are you? You might earn more by opening a milk tea shop," Xie Wanxing couldn't hold back and took another sip. The milk tea was still topped with caramel, and the calories would explode. , he was very miserable while drinking, "I'm going to join the group soon, if I get fat, the director will have to cut me off."

But as he said, he looked into the pot again, "What delicious food are you doing?"

What Fu Wenshan cooked was black pepper steak, which was ready to be cooked. He arranged the steak on a plate and handed it to Xie Wanxing, "Go ahead, there are still some snacks in the oven, we can eat after dinner."

Xie Wanxing hugged the plate of steak that was attractive in color and aroma, feeling extremely desperate.

Before Fu Wenshan entered his house, there were only various vegetables, fruits and milk in his refrigerator.

But ever since Fu Wenshan came, the refrigerator door was always full when he opened it anytime and anywhere. He deeply doubted that the perfect figure he had maintained since his career would be ruined by Fu Wenshan.

But he cut a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and felt that the world was worth it, so let's talk about it after eating.

·

Xie Wanxing sinfully ate the whole steak and refused the dessert with the utmost willpower.

After dinner, he prepared to change his mind and become a dedicated actor, and practiced a few more times with the script.

Fu Wenshan also volunteered to play with him for a while, playing the role of the emperor who always picked his chin. Xie Wanxing suspected that this guy did it on purpose.

At first, he thought that Fu Wenshan's acting with him was just for fun, but after doing it twice, he was surprised to find that Fu Wenshan's acting skills were not bad.

Although it can't be compared with their majors, it is still not a problem to get a passing grade.

"When I was a trainee, the company let us take acting classes for a long time," Fu Wenshan explained without raising his head. "Later, I almost couldn't make my debut as a singer because of my acting skills. One of the reasons for the termination of the contract is that I don't like acting."

Xie Wanxing rolled his eyes after hearing this, and a bunch of young actors who were not enlightened heard this, and they were probably so angry that they beat people's hearts.

God rewarded the food, but this old man not only refused to eat, but even kicked him to express his disdain.

Fu Wenshan looked at the script a few more times, trying to figure out his emotions, and when he raised his head again, his eyes really became indifferent and suspicious.

He pinched Xie Wanxing's chin with one hand, and gently stroked Xie Wanxing's soft lips with his thumb. He stared at Xie Wanxing, as if he was sizing up and examining him.

Xie Wanxing's breathing became disordered for a moment.

"You are my knife. I reuse you because you are sharp, and you can see blood when you take it out of the sheath." Fu Wenshan leaned closer, and he clearly raised the corners of his mouth, but there was no smile in his eyes. A knife, if it has an affair, will become dull and rusty, and it can only be discarded in the end."

Xie Wanxing's lips pursed, and he let his heart immerse himself in the play, becoming the leader of the special envoy who couldn't help himself in the ancient court.

There was not much expression on his face, neither fear nor haste to express his sincerity to the emperor.

He is like a pool of stagnant water, the bottom is dark and turbulent, but on the surface there is only a heart like a dead tree.

His eyelashes blinked, and he looked at the emperor calmly for a moment before he lowered his eyes as if admitting defeat and his fate, and said with a hint of panic in his voice, "Minister, keep this in mind."

His face was obviously expressionless, so rigid that it was close to indifference, but there was endless despair in his eyes, and a slight blink of his eyelashes was like a knife carved in a person's heart.

Fu Wenshan's heart was almost softened by his eyes.

He thought, what the hell emperor can bear this, with such a seductive special envoy, if he takes such a look at him, the wise king will also become a foolish king.

This scene ends here, and the next scene should be in the imperial garden.

Xie Wanxing started playing quickly after the performance. He picked up the script again and re-read it several times, trying to figure out his feelings again.

But Fu Wenshan's hand didn't move away from Xie Wanxing's chin.

He leaned over and squeezed Xie Wanxing's chin, forcing him to look up. He used a bit of force in his hand, but the kiss he fell was small and gentle.

Before Xie Wanxing came back to his senses, Fu Wenshan hugged him onto his lap, and the script in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Fu Wenshan kissed and thanked Wan Xing, and asked him, "Is this emperor too violent, meeting a special envoy like you, and only letting you handle the case?"

Xie Wanxing was panting from the kiss, and Fu Wenshan's hands had already started to untie his clothes.

He thought with a headache, whether he should stop it for the smooth departure tomorrow, or should he feel better.

This is really the problem of the century.

"If the Special Envoy's Office isn't handling the case, what else can it do?" Xie Wanxing asked hoarsely, "Don't add drama to yourself."

Fu Wenshan had already stripped off Xie Wanxing's trousers and threw them on the ground. He raised Xie Wanxing's leg and smiled at Xie Wanxing. His eyes were bright, but this smile was a bit sinister. There is a kind of indescribable badness, but it makes people itch.

"Warming the bed, of course," he said.

·

Xie Wanxing didn't know if the bed was warm.

Anyway, the floor was warm, and he warmed it up.

When Xie Wanxing sat up from the floor with his hands on his waist, he found that the sky outside had turned from dusk to pitch black.

Regardless of the marks all over his body, he was not in a hurry to go to the bathroom to take a shower. The first thing he did was point to Fu Wenshan's nose and said, "Go back to your own house, now, immediately, immediately."

Pretty ruthless.

Fu Wenshan felt that he was wronged, and touched his nose guiltily, but did not resist.

Now that he is awake, he also feels that he has gone too far. Just now Xie Wanxing cried, but he didn't stop.

It's really beastly.

Seeing that he was silent, Xie Wanxing sneered, stood up with support on his waist, and went into the bathroom without looking back.

·

That night, Fu Wenshan was ruthlessly kicked out of the house by Xie Wanxing, and walked back to his home after walking down a path of tens of meters.

And early the next morning, Xie Wanxing didn't even say hello, and just dragged his suitcase and boarded the plane.

He was sitting on the plane, wearing a steam eye mask and closing his eyes to rest his mind. After a night, his waist was still a little sore, and he felt that something was wrong no matter how he lay down.

While he sighed, he felt that he was simply committing a crime. Other people's sex friends just wanted money, but his sex friends were killing him.

It's really hard to say who is more at a loss.