After I fell in love with the double slag Gong, Bai Yueguang came back

Jiang Yan's running activities moved from morning to night, blowing the gentle sea breeze, running around the road around the sea, quickly relieving the fatigue of the whole day.

Late at night, the hotel was sparsely populated, and sporadic couples snuggled up and whispered in the lobby booth. Jiang Yan glanced at them and felt bored and uninteresting.

He opened the door, and a dim yellow floor lamp was turned on in the living room. Cheng Jianyu lay back on the rattan chair on the balcony, with his bare feet resting on the low tea table in front of him. The silk home clothes gave off a faint radiance, and the skin was whiter than usual, as if it had been coated with amber, giving it a classical and icy beauty.

The breathing rhythm was even and slow, and he fell asleep just like that.

Jiang Yan stared at him for a few seconds through the glass door, and lifted his T-shirt with both hands, intending to wake him up alive.

Isn't lying like this disheveled to seduce a man?

The mobile phone on the tea table vibrated "buzzing". According to domestic time, it is now ten o'clock at night.

Cheng Jianyu didn't wait for him to wake up, opened his eyes, pressed the bridge of his nose to refresh himself, picked up his phone, and said "um".

The voice was hoarse and lazy, and it made people's hearts tickle. Jiang Yan was very familiar with this tone. He put down his hand holding the T-shirt, leaned against the wall, bit a cigarette, and took out the copper lighter.

"Jian Yu, how was your time in South Island?" Bei Xinhong asked with a smile.

Cheng Jianyu ignored his hypocrisy, leaned on the seat, and said two words straight to the point: "I didn't write."

His voice was cooler than the dripping water in the twelfth lunar month, but it sounded like a thunderbolt in place, blowing Bei Xinhong into sweat, "What did you say? The date agreed by Party A is coming soon, do you know that this is a breach of contract!"

Bei Xinhong didn't put all his hopes on Cheng Jianyu. He tried to continue the story. He wrote a few scenes in a sloppy manner and tentatively sent them to director Liang Qiu. An old man in his 60s was so angry that he called him in the middle of the night and scolded him for hours. The horizontal is not the nose, the vertical is not the eyes, picking up a lot of problems.

Now there is no way to move, so I can only pin my hope on Cheng Jianyu.

Cheng Jianyu took his time and tapped his fingers on the frame of the phone, "It's not my name on the contract, why should I take the responsibility?"

Bei Xin was trembling with anger, wishing he could strangle him to death through the phone. According to the stipulations in the contract, 5% of the liquidated damages will be deducted daily, and the deposit that has just been received has not yet been warmed up. lose money.

Money is a trivial matter. Nanka spent a lot of manpower and material resources, and asked Liang Qiu to come out to do it himself. If the baby was stillborn because of him, he would never even think about selling the script in his life.

Pui Xinhong figured out his psychology and tried to save the country with curves, "Jian Yu, you can't let me down on your cultivation, your script can sell, I have hard work without credit, you can't bite me back."

The ecological environment of the industry is like this, big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps. It is true that Cheng Jianyu's several scripts have made him even more powerful, stepping into the core circle of film and television, but if it weren't for his thin face, would Cheng Jianyu's scripts be sold? Going is two different things.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Bei Xinhong said to himself: "You need to be tactful, what good will you do if you overthrow me? If you were smart enough back then, you agreed with Zhou Jueqing to play the leading role in "The Accident at the End of Summer". Is it like this now? Don’t make the same mistakes again, if you leave me, no one will ask you to be a shooter.”

"Accident at the End of Summer", Zhou Jueqing was just a fledgling in the casting of the leading role, and the capital behind him pushed him to the front of this work with great potential. Tian took two hired screenwriters to make drastic changes to the script, changing the original gloomy rattlesnake story into a brilliant sunflower.

Although they all have a homonym, the core stories run counter to each other.

After Zhou Zhou, Cheng Jianyu co-directed, resisted all opinions, and kicked Zhou Jueqing, who was still warm on the protagonist's bench, out of the crew.

If the movie had gone silent back then, maybe Zhou Jueqing would have forgotten about it, but this movie became popular. Zhong Lunian, who replaced him as the male lead, became popular because of this, and was even cast by several big directors. With blue eyes, she has soared into the sky since then, becoming one of the top acting schools.

And Zhou Jueqing was ups and downs, and after a few years of confusion, he finally got better. Could he not hate Cheng Jianyu?

Can't move the director with a deep background, and can't move the isolated and helpless Cheng Jianyu?

From Bei Xinhong's point of view, Cheng Jianyu took the blame for himself and killed himself, a few catties and taels are worth a lot of money, and a life of peace of mind and big fish and big meat is a joy.

"Jian Yu, are you listening to me? I was a bit too much to force you to sign the agreement, but in the final analysis, the problem is you..."

"Yeah." Cheng Jianyu interrupted him, relaxed his body and leaned back in the chair, looked at the bright phone screen, and said in a steady voice, "I signed the agreement voluntarily. I don't know people clearly. I am willing to bet and admit defeat. I will take responsibility for this." worthy."

He was silent for a few seconds, laughed very lightly, and said lightly: "I don't believe that sticking to principles will lead to poverty. There is no such reason in the world."

Bei Xinhong's face was burning with panic, as if he had been slapped twice, and he was so preoccupied. In Cheng Jianyu's heart, it seemed that the intrigue was not worth mentioning. That kind of thought was like a mirror in front of others. Just a few words made him feel He is like an undeveloped human being, walking in the city streets with skyscrapers, his mere spirituality makes him feel ashamed.

It's not over yet, Cheng Jianyu's voice came down through the receiver, "Don't urge me any more, I won't give you my script even if it is thrown into the trash can."

"You... don't be in a hurry, we'll talk about it when you return to China." Bei Xinhong was speechless, and hung up the phone as if his hands were burning. For the first time, he found that Cheng Jianyu's words were so sharp, it hurt people's livers.

The phone call interface terminated, Cheng Jianyu lowered his eyes, folded his long legs, picked up a small glass of red wine on the table and took a sip, outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the blue night sky was like water, and the stars were shining from hundreds of millions of light years away.

Jiang Yan held the lighter in his hand, the blue flame was strong, and the rising temperature made his palms numb, and he forgot to light the cigarette in his mouth.

Through the glass door, Cheng Jianyu's voice was intermittent, and the amount of information was very little. He and Cheng Jianyu have been together for these years.

From Cheng Jianyu's tone, he could vaguely judge that what the other party said was not a good thing.

To his surprise, Cheng Jianyu's expression and state were completely different from usual, more docile than the expression at the door that night, and when he smiled, he was not at all the usual cute, gentle, elegant, quiet, confident and calm, exuding from the inside out. shine.

Like a thousand-year-old fox who has exhausted all his tricks.

Jiang Yan's heart was tickled by the furry fox's tail.

I really want to peel off his fox skin, check, and see, Cheng Jianyu has so many secrets that no one knows.

Cheng Jianyu turned around and reached out to get the wine. His body was light, and the man hugged his waist tightly from behind and threw him on the railing. Jiang Yan rubbed him hard and bit his earlobe lightly, " What contract did you sign?"

The warm body in his arms froze for a moment, Cheng Jianyu turned his head to look at him, and whispered, "You scared me."

"Pretend." Jiang Yan sneered, he was very confident, whether Cheng Jianyu wanted to say it or not, he could check it out clearly and clearly.

Cheng Jianyu blinked slowly, looked at him quietly, Jiang Yan pretended to ask casually: "What kind of wine are you drinking? I'll try it."

During the speech, he leaned over and kissed Cheng Jianyu's cool lips, which were soft to the touch and exuded a fruity smell. Cheng Jianyu staggered his face and adjusted his breathing. Kiss him over and over in any space where he hides.

"What else are you hiding from me? Huh?"

"Say."

Cheng Jianyu's breathing was rough, the tails of his eyes were moist, and his voice was a little sticky, "Don't kiss me here, you will be seen..."

"Not here, where do you want to go?" Jiang Yan bit his earlobe viciously, Cheng Jianyu's ears tingled from his hot breathing.

Cheng Jianyu leaned weakly on the railing, and what he wanted to say was blocked by Jiang Yan's throat. He clasped his fingers on the railing, and the sea breeze that came from far away was cool on his back, but the front of him was hot and unstoppable.

Until they parted, Cheng Jianyu was a little drunk, Jiang Yan wrapped his arms around his waist, slowly squinted his eyes, and looked at the expression on his face.

My heart is numb, something is about to break through the ground.