to dig boyfriend's grave

After Lin Jia was led to the set by Ye Fan, the assistant director greeted Ye Fan with a smile. He found out that the assistant director and Ye Fan were classmates in college.

While they were chatting, several important supporting roles had been tried, and it was his turn soon. His role was Feng Qiu, the third son of the Shangshu family, who pretended to be a eunuch and entered the palace to help the woman he loved, dandy and infatuated.

After sorting out the characters' personalities and general ideas in my mind, it was time to go to him for an audition.

Ye Fan smiled at him, raised his hands on his head and made a heart towards him.

He stood on the stage with his eyes closed and heard the director speak before opening his eyes.

Lin Jia's whole body seemed to be a different person when he opened his eyes. The figure of the sleazy and ruffian seemed to be raised, becoming proud and arrogant.

His more than a year of polishing in the theater is not in vain, and it is not too difficult for him to quickly enter the state of character in the play.

Facing several directors and producers, Lin Jia raised his head slightly, raised his hand to stroke the non-existent dust on his body, but paused when he touched the clothes on his body, frowning slightly as if dissatisfied with his hand The touch of clothing.

Lin Jia walked to a set of round wooden tables in the middle of the stage and sat down, as if in deep thought. There seemed to be someone knocking on the door, Lin Jia looked up and said, "Come in."

The directors and producers below all nodded subtly. This time, this time, he did not make the mistakes that some rookies would make by relying on his relationship.

When Lin Jia finished the performance of the middle game, the director smiled and stood up and called a stop, "Not bad, the performance is very good, go back and prepare, and start the machine the day after tomorrow."

Lin Jia came down and smiled, clapped hands with Ye Fan and bowed to the director, "Thank you director."

"The young man was brought by Ye Fan?" The director smiled and touched Yuanyuan's belly, "The acting is pretty good, not bad."

"Hahahaha, this is my younger brother. I let him run around for a year before I dared to bring him to see Director Li's play." Ye Fan also had a smile on his face. He didn't expect that Lin Jia's acting skills had improved so much. It was fast, beyond his expectation.

Prize meat tonight!

After Lin Jia and Ye Fan bid farewell to the director, they pulled up Qin Huai and went to eat at a barbecue restaurant nearby that was said to be particularly delicious.

"Don't stuff it, you still stuff your mouth full of pork belly, do you think the meat you're eating now won't repay you?" Ye Fan slowly took a chili can and sprinkled the meat on his plate . "You've officially debuted after filming Director Li's movie. Let's find another opportunity to sign a contract with the company."

Lin Jia chewed the meat and kept nodding. Well, for a long time, he didn't sign a contract with Brother Ye and his company because Ye Fan said that a newcomer like him couldn't sign a good contract, so he had to hone him for a year and then be more specific. discuss.

No, he's playing the male No. 4 right now.

What does it mean to play the male number four?

It means that you can play male number 3, male number 2, and male number 1!

It means he is going to get rich!He can live in a big villa with his second master Guan, and he can eat pork belly every meal.

"Hey? I said don't let you be stuffy, can't you understand?" Ye Fan stared at Lin Jia with puffy eyes, "Do you know when you start the machine the day after tomorrow? Do you know that you will be filming soon? Does it look good when you grow flesh? Is the actor's self-cultivation not enough?" Seen?"

Lin Jia was stunned one after another, swallowed the meat in his mouth, wiped his mouth, picked up the screwdriver and pried off the beer cap next to him, pried three bottles in a row and handed them to Qin Huai and Ye Where.

"Thank you Brother Ye, thank you very much, no matter what, if it weren't for you, I would have died there. You pulled me out, and you were willing to play with me and find a scene for me. Brother Ye, I will do a good job in filming to repay you, I will do it first." Lin Jia poured down the mouth of the beer bottle, gulping down half the bottle, he really thanked Ye Fan for giving him a hand back then , holding him up and waking him up, Ye Fan really regarded him as his own brother, he remembered this heart, although he has no ability to give Ye Fan now, but he will bury it deeply From the bottom of my heart, one day he will show it openly.

After eating the barbecue, he drank too much after eating too much, Lin Jia was purely drinking himself, Ye Fan was moved by Lin Jia's heartfelt caesarean section, and he burst into tears and took a sip of wine.

Only Qin Huai was sober in the audience, and sent the two alcoholics home with a cold face.

Seeing the two people still hugging and shouting, the more they shouted, the more they bent down to show respect.

"Brother Ye!"

"Brother Jia!!"

"You are my brother Ye!"

"Hello, brother Jia!"

"Brother Ye has worked hard!"

"Brother Jia is being polite!"

The two hugged their legs and pouted their buttocks, but their heads were on the ground and they still praised each other.

Qin Huai pulled it away with one hand in disgust, threw Ye Fan into the car, and locked the door.

Lin Jia entered Jinhe's apartment with her sloppy footsteps, and when she arrived at the elevator door, Lin Jia smiled confusedly and pushed Qin Huai away.

"I, I can find a home! I can, Brother Qin, let's go." After speaking, he beckoned and then walked into the elevator staggeringly, put his eyelids on the elevator buttons, stretched out his fingers and shook them for a long time, and finally Find the key of eight.

Seeing that Lin Jia still seemed to have a little consciousness, Qin Huai didn't help much. He drove Ye Fan back home and settled down before returning to his own home.

Lin Jia got off the elevator and fumbled to the door of the room. She stood dazed for a while, but couldn't find the key after groping her body for a long time.

Barely standing up straight and posing for a spell.

"Open Sesame!"

It was quiet.

Damn, the spell didn't work.

He raised his hand in a daze and then slammed on the door. Lin Jia now remembered that this was the house he had just rented for a thousand, and his mind was in a daze and he didn't know anything else.

The door was opened suddenly, and Lin Jia, who was leaning on the door, lost all strength and fell to the ground. He could feel that the fall was hard enough, but his brain was like soaking in water for a long time. Swollen and heavy, unable to respond, he still applauded himself in his heart.

Wow, my face fell to the ground.

huh...

The tragic and unexpected pain of falling face down, Lin Jia felt that he had fallen into a piece of cotton candy, as if someone pulled his shoulders and dragged him up from the ground.

Lin Jia squinted at the person who was dragging him?

Who is it?

Qin Huai came up?

Nothing.

Lin Jia's head was full of alcohol and pork belly, and he couldn't think of anything. With the strength of the people beside him, he walked to the sofa and sat on his buttocks, and then spoke. "Who are you? Put me down and you can retreat."

Lin Jia nestled on the sofa flutteringly, completely letting go of herself.

"You're drunk." A slightly low voice with a hoarse voice that seemed to have been silent for a long time appeared next to his ears. Lin Jia's eyes that had been slightly squinted widened in an instant, and he was so frightened that he woke up from the wine. What did he do?

Lin Jia dragged her head, which seemed to be crushed by a truck, and ran for [-] meters before recovering.

"Fuck me." Lin Jia's voice was trembling, this time she played too loudly.

The man stood up and walked in front of Lin Jia, bent down and picked up the glass water bottle on the coffee table, poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

Lin Jia stiffly and slowly raised the extremely heavy head on her neck.

The man was tall and tall, and the black stand-up collar coat he was wearing made him look slender. His face was not pale like ghosts. On the contrary, the man's facial features were handsome and handsome, but his blood-red eyes were very cold.

Lin Jia was obviously relieved that he didn't see the big mouth and fangs in his imagination. He looked at the man in front of him, hesitating and didn't know how to speak.

After all, he hasn't chatted with creatures like ghosts yet, what if the conversation fails?

How can two species with completely different interests and hobbies communicate?