After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

Zhang Yan and Zhao Ling reported Fang Qian's injury and asked what to do about it.Zhao Ling on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and sighed: "Ji Yang's backstage is tough, and there is no one behind Fang Qian. They all walked down steadily step by step, otherwise they wouldn't be getting better now. The entertainment industry is crushing It's very common for newcomers, so we have to endure it. Fang Qian was injured this time, so Ji Yang should restrain himself a bit."

"En." Hearing what she said, Zhang Yan felt a little depressed. He knew that He Lanjue would be fine, but his current body was still an ordinary person after all, and he would be tired, hurt, and uncomfortable.

Zhao Ling comforted: "Don't feel bad too. Fang Qian knows it well, just do your job well and take good care of him." She had met all kinds of people in the circle, and although Zhang Yan usually A little heartless, but he is really kind, and she can't help but treat him like her younger brother.

"By the way, you pick a photo of Fang Qianguang's upper body and post it on Weibo, and post it on a small account."

"Huh?" How do you know I have this kind of photo?Can this kind of photo be posted?Won't it spoil Xiaopenyu?

"Ah, what, if you tell me to post it, you can post it. Don't say you didn't even take this picture."

"I do have a few photos..." Zhang Yan said hesitantly.

Zhao Ling scolded him: "You, the number of paragraphs is still too low. Didn't I tell you to study hard with the company? Just post it."

Zhang Yan had no choice but to agree: "...OK."

After hanging up Zhao Ling's phone, Zhang Yan opened the photo album.

He actually took a few photos while He Lanjue was filming, and each one was very good-looking. He spent a long time choosing and choosing, and he chose a photo of Qin Yu standing upright, with his gun hand hanging down by his body. Sideways, looking back.Fang Qian's figure can be said to be perfect, with restrained and refined muscles, smooth and graceful lines, broad shoulders and tight waist, like a twisted clockwork, his eyes are cold and stern, and his aura is bursting. He really has a kind of domineering in legend.

He opened Weibo, logged on to his assistant's account, edited #来食##方贤天天天见#, and posted the photo.The signal in the mountains is not good, so it’s okay to make a call, but sending a photo can make people anxious.

Zhang Yan waited for a long time to refresh, and when he entered again, the number of likes had exceeded [-], and the comments fell into a sea of ​​screaming.

Fans of all kinds, fans of color and body, fans of true love, fans of girlfriends, fans of mothers, all groaned under his comments and asked for more by the way.He strenuously entered the square again, and this state turned out to be popular.

Oh my god, this world is based on faces.Holding the mobile phone in his arms, Zhang Yan couldn't help feeling that Sister Zhao really knows how to play.

Just as he was scrolling, a Weibo account called "Fang Qian's number one little wife" sent him three private messages in succession.

--Hello

--Are you there?

——I am the president of Qianhua Club, can you pay attention to each other? O(∩_∩)O

Fang Qian's fans are called Qianhua, and the support club is called Qianhua Society, which is quite poetic.

Unexpectedly, the president of the support club would come to hook him up in person. Zhang Yan thought for a while, this kind of sub-account was originally used to increase Fang Qian's popularity, and it was no big deal to add one, so he followed it.

Fang Qian's number one concubine sent a happy emoji

Fang Qian's number one concubine: Dear, are you a staff member of Fang Qian's crew?How can there be such a photo? #wink

I'm just passing by: yes

This trumpet has no personal information, and it is impossible to know who he is anyway

Fang Qian's number one concubine: I'm so envious~

I was just passing by: nothing, my photography skills are amazing, right?

Fang Qian's number one concubine: That's great!Give you a hundred likes, Fang Qian is so handsome!My phone screen is wet!

I was just passing by: I will continue to post the next time I get a sneak shot.

Fang Qian's number one concubine: Thank you so much!I want to give you the crown of Fang Qian's number one fan girl!

No need, he is obviously a man, but these trumpets are all opened by Zhao Ling, and the default gender is female.

"What are you looking at?" He Lanjue's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

This is the edge of the camp. At night, there is no one in the dark forest.

Zhang Yan was caught off guard and almost threw the phone out in panic. He frantically tried to hide the phone, but the cunning He Lanjue snatched it away.

After watching the photo of himself on the screen, he narrowed his eyes and looked at him half-seriously and half-jokingly: "When did you take the photo?"

"Cough, what..." Zhang Yan moved his eyes away uncomfortably, "I'm too busy." To make you feel cheap, why do you take this kind of photo, it's useless except to look wretched No.

He Lanjue laughed in a low voice, and with an expression of "I understand", he changed the phone to Zhang Yan.

His voice was between a boy and a man, low but clean, like a stream of clear mountain springs flowing past his ears, Zhang Yan was taken aback, and He Lanjue had already sat beside him.

The woods were so dense that even the moonlight couldn't get in. The two of them sat quietly for a while, and Zhang Yan, a patient with embarrassment and phobia, couldn't help but ask, "He Lanjue?"

"Ok?"

"Actually, your body is beautiful." Alas, why did he say such a thing?

"..." He Lanjue paused, and then: "En."

Zhang Yan only felt that the embarrassment between them was getting worse, and the days of not being able to lower their heads and play with their mobile phones to relieve the embarrassment were simply unbearable!

"So you like my body very much?" He Lanjue asked unexpectedly.

"Ah... yes... no!" The topic went in a more strange direction!

"Then do you like me?" He Lanjue did not forget Zhang Yan's request to be a friend, but he has gradually begun to lose patience.

"I," Zhang Yan said hesitantly, "I don't know." Before meeting He Lanjue, he had never doubted his own sexual orientation, but he really had a good impression of He Lanjue. Zhang Yan's heart was in a mess.

After hearing this answer, He Lanjue lowered his voice and gave a soft "hmm".

"Let's change the subject?" He continued without waiting for He Lanjue's answer, "Is there something special here? I think your body seems to have changed."

"The aura here is rich, very suitable for cultivation."

"Then how far have you cultivated?"

In the darkness, He Lanjue showed a smile. He held Zhang Yan's hand with one hand and waved the other lightly. In an instant, countless faint light spots lit up around him. Not only that, but Zhang Yan felt more keenly, The surrounding atmosphere has quietly changed.

Even though it was autumn, this forest glowed with incredible vitality, like spring returning to the earth, he could even hear the rustling of vegetation.

This is just like the god of spring!Could it be that He Lanjue is actually a wood cultivator?

"Won't other people see this?" Zhang Yan was amazed, but also worried.

"They can't see it." As soon as He Lanjue finished speaking, everything returned to the original, only the fragrance of vegetation growing in the air, reminding Zhang Yan that all this really happened, not his illusion.

The next day, He Lanjue insisted on filming with gauze wrapped around his waist.

Today is the scene between him and the actor, and before the filming started, everyone in the crew was already frowning: I don't know how long this one will take.

The script is like this: Qin Yu and the protagonist Xue Mo lie on the tree, lower their bodies, restrain their breath, and stare warily at another team passing under the tree.This is another time they passed by the team that came to seize the treasure.There were only two of them left in the team of seven, and their mental and physical strength had reached their limits.

Qin Yu told him that Ding Xuemin was a traitor.

Xue Mo didn't know how he managed to crawl out of that puddle while being seriously injured and still retain the ability to move.If he was an ordinary person, he would have reported to Lord Yan long ago.

Next to He Lanjue lay Ji Yang, the actor's face was very pale, it could be seen that he was a little afraid of heights.The camera is right next to them, taking close-ups of their faces.

1 minutes……

Ji Yang felt very bad. The tree was more than ten meters high. Even if they were all tied with safety ropes, such a thin rope could not give him a sense of security. What made him feel most uncomfortable was the expressionless Fang Qian.Yesterday he asked Zheng Feng to push Fang Qian. Today, because Fang Qian was injured and couldn't shoot the naked scene, the scene on the tree was temporarily brought up.Although Fang Qian never glanced at him, he still had a feeling of being spied on, coupled with dizziness from fear of heights, the feeling was really terrible.

2 minutes……

It became more and more difficult to breathe, and Fang Qian moved his whole body beside him, and he immediately felt a bad feeling, "click", he heard the sound of his safety buckle loosening.Ji Yang's heart tightened, and he was about to hug the tree trunk with all his strength, but a huge force almost threw him off the tree.

His upper abdomen began to cramp, and the feeling of weightlessness surged up all of a sudden. He wanted to scream, but the great fear robbed him of his voice, and the scenery in front of him quickly passed by.

He, is he going to die?

……

"Ji Yang! Ji Yang!!" The director's angry voice penetrated into his ears.

He opened his eyes and found that he was still lying on the tree trunk and hadn't fallen at all. What's going on?Are you hallucinating from being too nervous?

"What's the matter with you?" The director shouted up.

"I'm sorry director, I was too nervous just now." He said to the camera, Qian Lin nodded and started to shoot the second shot.

Ji Yang calmed down and devoted himself to the scene again, but the situation just now reappeared. When Ji Yang regained consciousness from the terrifying illusion again, all the people present became unnatural. .

The director stared at the screen on the monitor with a livid face, obviously very dissatisfied. I'm afraid the actor's expression just now was distorted.

"Can you overcome your fear of heights and be more professional?" The director shouted to them: "You can't shoot in this state."

"I'm sorry." Ji Yang apologized to the director, and glanced at Fang Qian beside him with lingering fear, but his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

Fang Qian was also looking at him, his eyes were as dark as an abyss, and he seemed to have seen everything.

Article [-] finally passed.Ji Yang came down from the tree feeling weak all over, he almost wanted to lie on the ground and couldn't get up. He had never felt that Mother Earth was so kind and lovely.

Fang Qian passed by him and paused.

"Brother Ji Yang, are you okay?" He asked, showing a little concern.However, Ji Yang couldn't stop trembling, and his calm heartbeat accelerated crazily——Fang Qian is too weird,

Seeing Ji Yang's pale and weak face, the director was really not in good condition, so he had to let him go to the side for a rest.

"What's the matter with Ji Yang?" Zhang Yan ran over to ask He Lanjue, just now the actor's cry like killing a pig resounded through the entire forest.

"Just teach him a lesson." He Lanjue said lightly.

Zhang Yan rolled his eyes, and a smirk appeared on his face. Ji Yang, this bastard, must have been kicked to the iron plate. He bullied and suppressed the younger generation, but he was taught a lesson by the younger generation in turn.

"Nice job." Zhang Yan secretly gave him a thumbs up. He had been unhappy with that domineering actor for a long time, and today he finally let it go.