Coronation [Entertainment]

Buckle buckle.

"Scriptwriter Xu, screenwriter Xu?"

Just when Xu Xian was holding the phone and talking about his life ideals with his partner, the sound of knocking on the door once again filled his ears. The most terrible thing is that this time the coordinator is a healthy boy who graduated from a physical education institute. The handsome men and beautiful women in the traditional entertainment industry have appeared countless times, even the sleeping cast and crew will be ruthlessly lifted up by him, and Xiao Qiao's crew is famous for being strict and punctual, and he is also a popular actor. The cast and crew of the cafe didn't dare to play big names at all, so they could only bear it secretly, including Xu Xian who suffered from the lack of male gods.

"What's the sound outside? Is someone looking for you?" Lin Zhen heard the piercing knock on the door from the other end of the phone, and asked with a smile after hearing Xu Xian's half-dead sigh.

"It's that Jian Qi Shou, oh no, the elder brother Jian Qi." Xu Xian sighed.

"Okay, I'll contact you later, I don't know when you will get your hands on the phone, wait for you to call me, huh?" Lin Zhen softened his tone, a bit like coaxing a child to get up early to go to school.

"Is there a reward?" Xu Xian asked motionless while lying on all fours.

"... let's not talk about it."

"Hey?" Xu Xian couldn't react to the busy tone after being hung up on the phone.

"Why doesn't it sound like a refusal?" Xu Xian said to himself, how is it different from the usual pure and unaffected "Get out!" or coldly give you the rightmost look? .

But Xu Xian didn't have time to think about it, because the taiko master outside the door was still knocking on the door persistently, always feeling that if Xu Xian didn't answer the door again, he would just break the door and break in.

"Brother, no, old man, what do you do all the time?" After hanging up the phone, Xu Xian opened the door weakly and asked.

"Well, screenwriter Xu, did you interrupt your rest?" The healthy boy scratched his head in embarrassment. Be patient, it is difficult for him to be caught in the middle.

"Hey, I'm earning the screenwriter's money to fuck the actor's heart." Xu Xian made a ╮(╯_╰)╭ gesture, and suddenly realized that his words had an ambiguous relationship with Lin Zhen , couldn't help laughing.

The Jianqi Coordinator saw the changing situation on Director Xu's face, and subconsciously shuddered. No wonder people said not to disturb the literati lightly, didn't they say that they were in a state of ecstasy?What if you enter your own creative world and don't wake up? This is an ordinary character, but if it's an alien monster, wouldn't it be...

"What are you imagining about me?"

After Xu Xian changed his shoes, he looked at the co-ordinator with a richer expression than his own. They are all players whose brains have broken through the sky, so they naturally know it well.

"No, no, let's go. Today, there are animal actors in these two scenes. The director thinks it's best to have a screenwriter present." The coordinator quickly denied that even if he was killed, he couldn't say that he had turned himself into Ultraman matter.

"Oh, the director has spoken, so I can't run away." Xu Xian shrugged, like a very cooperative prisoner being escorted by soldiers, walking forward calmly and dejectedly.

This time, Xiao Qiao invited veteran cadres and directors who are well-received and well-received as the backbone, and who became famous at a young age and have a certain influence in the world.

Xu Xian has worked with several directors of this type. In fact, the creative type of career is relatively self-contained in the field he is involved in, and he doesn't like others to give more opinions. Not being able to toast, not eating, and being punished with bars, let alone being able to work with such a crew is a rare artistic experience for a young screenwriter.

But... No matter how rare it is, it can't compare to my male god's phone!Xu Xian shouted in his heart, on the surface he followed the coordinator obediently to the location.

This time the situation is not easy to settle, the fact proves that Erha will always go crazy, Xu Xian cooperated with the director and the male lead to revise several versions of the flying page before and after, and barely passed, this scene has been from the bright sun to the end The sunset was captured, not to mention the crew, even Erha himself was exhausted.

Xu Xian dragged his exhausted body back to the hotel. As soon as he entered the door, he buried his head in the bed, lay on his stomach with his eyes closed, and did not turn on the light. I feel a little nauseous, and I don't even want to start the strength to get up and touch the boxed lunch, so I just lie on my stomach quietly.

Lying on his stomach, Xu Xian felt that he was hallucinating, because he seemed to smell a faint breath.

It's Lin Zhen's breath, the smell of the bath lotion he often uses, the forest-like crisp aroma, Xu Xian used to rub it against him, so he had it on himself, but he didn't bring his own when he joined the group The toiletries have always been prepared in the hotel. Recently, he feels rough on his body. After returning home, he needs to ask Lin Zhen to take care of him more.

"Sigh, lovesickness has made me stupefied." Xu Xian said with a wry smile, he knew that some people would really have a taste illusion of their favorite food in their mouth when they were very hungry, but he didn't expect him to be so hungry now, But he can smell the breath of his boyfriend. Sure enough, the sensory illusions of young literary and artistic youth are different. Will they only imagine spiritual food when they are hungry and crazy?

"Wait, what's wrong?" Xu Xian suddenly jumped up like a carp while he was half asleep and half awake, and reached out to touch his bed. It seemed that there were really a few more clothes on it.

He turned on the night light and immediately discovered where the clothes belonged, and then his senses gradually became clear, and he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Xu Xian thought for a while, he was neither Lin Zhen nor any other big star, the possibility of encountering an overzealous fan who stole his partner's clothes and sneaked into the room to take a shower was almost zero, but for the sake of safety, he still trembled. After reaching the door of the bathroom, he coughed a few times through the frosted glass door.

"Lin, Lin Zhen?" Xu Xian couldn't speak easily.

Then the door of the bathroom swung open, and a familiar arm stretched out with lightning speed, dragging Xu Xian in.

"Ahhh!"

Screenwriter Xu's indescribable subtext echoed in the room.

……

"Why are you here?"

After taking a bath and eating the late-night supper made by Lin Zhen himself, the two of them squeezed into a bed that wasn't wide enough in a standard hotel room, and Xu Xian asked something very unnutritious.

"Can't I come?" Lin Zhen replied casually. It seemed that he was a little tired from the long-distance raid. When he was physically exhausted, he would show this kind of childishness that was different from the usual mature and stable temperament.

"I don't dare to say that, but you should at least tell me so that I can upgrade to a better room in advance, uh... how did you get in?" Xu Xian talked to himself for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong , Recently, there are a lot of fantasy and supernatural works in his book list. Could it be that Lin Zhen is a hallucination that appeared in his brain after he fell in love with him?It can't be the fox that has changed...

"What are you imagining again?" Lin Zhen sighed as if losing his temper.

"I went to the neighborhood and contacted the teacher to bring me in. Do you think that anyone can enter the location?" Lin Zhen shook his head, with an expression that he didn't have the consciousness of an insider in the entertainment industry after being around for so long.

Although he could come in with his face when he was near the location, he still contacted Qin Huan out of safety. Stuffed into Xu Xian's standard room.

"If it was you, master would not dare to say anything. This guy is young and very particular. He can bear any other hardships, but he doesn't want to live in a standard room with others. Since you are here, I will use your setbacks." Defeat his spirit." Qin Huan said.

"Of course, I have a family, so I have to avoid suspicion." Xu Xian pretended to be walking on the chastity archway.

Lin Zhen didn't disagree, and reached out to pat Xu Xian's head, who immediately looked at him with a kneeling expression on his face.

"Even if you want to live with others, there may not be anyone who can bear it."

"No way, how many people dislike me." Xu Xian puffed up his face and described himself as a bun.

"That's not true, but you have the habit of staying up late to type, and people who don't live with you for a long time probably need a period of time to get used to it." Lin Zhen said.

Xu Xian’s creative habits have been self-taught and professionally trained. Even when there are no special writing characters, he will habitually write a few sketches during the time when he gets up early and goes to bed late, recording the stories he encountered today. People and things that give him a sense of freshness.

This kind of habit is not a problem when living alone, but once you have someone who is close enough to share the bedroom, you need to get used to it.

At the beginning, Lin Zhen and Xu Xian took care of each other’s feelings. Xu Xian would automatically and consciously hide in the study, and go back to sleep after finishing his own affairs. However, sometimes Lin Zhen would leave him in the room to type, or He took a blanket and went to the study to watch him work, and stayed on the sofa next to him, and slowly fell asleep.

Over time, Lin Zhen actually felt that sometimes listening to the rustling of Xu Xian's code words and seeing his busy back blocking most of the light sources with his back would give him a very down-to-earth feeling, but this was developed after they got along for a long time The habits between lovers cannot be experienced and developed by others.

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