Choose me for a contract marriage, I'm super sweet [Entertainment]

On the eve before the broadcast of "Land of Dreams", there was a heavy snowfall in Nancheng, the sky was as black as ink, and heavy snow fell down one after another.

There is a night show today.

Wen Nuobai sat in front of the yard, this time without Yu Han's reminder, he wrapped himself in a thick down jacket, night scenes were really a test, and Song Zhiyi, who played the second male lead, never had a scene, he watched at the door , After sitting for half an hour, my calf was already frozen.

"No atmosphere, no atmosphere, have you read the script?"

Director Song roared as if swallowing fire, and he could only vent it in this way.

"Do you want to eat sweet potatoes?" Brother Zhen, the makeup artist, came over and handed Wen Nuobai a freshly bought roasted sweet potato.

Wen Nuobai put his hands in his pockets, it was too cold, he didn't want to take them out, and he had to control his weight, so he shook his head slowly.

Brother Zhen peeled it off and ate it by himself, and reminded him while eating: "Industry news, someone is spying on you recently. I don't know if it's true or not, but you should pay attention, brother."

Wen Nuobai thanked Brother Zhen for his kindness.

Now he and the original brokerage company are basically in a state of non-interference with each other. There is no broker or assistant, and he doesn't know the news in the circle at all.

But Wen Nuobai didn't care at all, he entered the entertainment industry just to have a stage to dance, it would be even better if he could make movies, now that there are movies to shoot, it's up to him to shoot or not.

Wen Nuobai took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and it is estimated that work will not be finished until midnight today.

He glanced at the opposite house, it was pitch black, wondering if Mr. Yu had returned?

Today's scene is ahead of the later scene.

Because of the heavy snow, this is a play in the heavy snow.

Police officer Zhong has basically identified the murderer, although he couldn't believe it at all.

Young people always grow white camellia, a bookcase full of gentle and beautiful books, even climbing the stairs may fall because of thinking too deeply.

Just such a person has five lives in his hands.

Chilling.

Wang Ping finally frowned, and barely passed Song Zhiyi's one-hour photoshoot.

The next scene is between Wen Nuobai and Song Zhiyi.

Wen Nuobai took off his thick down jacket, put on glasses with silver wire frames, took a deep breath, and walked towards the center of the field.

Fight for one.

The staff arranged the venue again, knowing that this scene was important, they didn't dare to speak out.

There is so little snow in Nancheng, no one knows when the snow will stop, and whether there will be another heavy snow this winter.

Wen Nuobai was wearing a thin shirt under a thick down jacket, and a thin woolen black overcoat.

There is a white silk flower pinned to the outside of the coat.

From the moment he walks to the center of the scene, the play begins.

The staff did not hit the board.

Wen Nuobai, no, it should be Chen Shubai, walked towards Police Officer Zhong.

The muscles on Police Officer Zhong's face were tense, and his words were squeezed out from between his teeth: "Why?"

Why, Chen Shubai thought, this is really a good question, as if he was stepping on carbon with bare feet, his flesh and blood had come to this point, and finally someone asked him why.

"Revenge, you checked the file, you should know." Chen Shubai was very calm, with a smile on his face.

It's just that the eyes are cold.

"I don't know," Police Officer Zhong held the handcuffs on his mobile phone, his eyes were wide open, and he gritted his teeth hard to restrain his emotions: "According to my investigation, you jumped to your death a few years ago, you shouldn't have stand right here."

Six years ago, Chen Shubai, who was still a Ph.D. student, had a gay man. Chen Shubai was a promising Ph. D. in psychology, and his family was quite wealthy.Chen Shubai's lover, Jian Lin, is a dancer who dropped out of high school because he had no money.

But the two are very affectionate, Chen Shubai's lover is a very romantic person, he will stay in the house and spend an afternoon baking a birthday cake for Chen Shubai, just because Chen Shubai is not used to the sweet taste of cakes outside.

Jian Lin would hang up Chen Shubai's clothes one by one with his own, and remember the position of each shirt.He taught himself psychology for Chen Shubai, and slept under the covers at night, pestering Chen Shubai to tell him about the complicated psychological knowledge.

Jian Lin rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I don't understand, Mr. Chen, please tell me more."

But his hands climbed onto Chen Shubai's waist irregularly.

Jian Lin thought that he had to work harder and earn more money, and then saved money for his teacher Chen to buy this house at No. [-] Huajing Road. This house used to be a famous private psychological clinic, and both of them liked it very much. .

When Jian Lin received the invitation to a large-scale stage play, Jian Lin was so happy that he wanted to jump up.

But he didn't expect that the person who invited him was not a good guy at all, others took a fancy to his appearance.

Thinking about how to buy him a good price.

When Jian Lin was drunk and dragged away, he called Teacher Chen. Chen Shubai had just finished an evening class and hurried over.

What happened next was like a nightmare that would never wake up. He waited for his teacher Chen on the third floor of the hotel.

Several people were tearing at the window, and then it seemed that someone reached out and pushed Chen Shubai down.

Jian Lin stood by the window in a daze, his whole body was cold, his hands tremblingly supported the window frame, his lips trembled almost uncontrollably.

"No." He trembled and ran downstairs.

No one stopped him anymore, no one could afford a life.

Jian Lin found a doctor Chen Shubai was familiar with. In a hidden clinic, he knelt on the ground and begged the doctor.

For a whole year, he had plastic surgery on himself, and he looked at himself in the mirror more and more like another person, a person he knew very well.

He became Chen Shubai.

Officer Zhong slowly raised the handcuffs, and took a step forward: "I should call you Chen Shubai, or Jian Lin."

Chen Shubai, or Jian Lin, smiled gently: "It can be regarded as anyone."

What does it matter if he is Chen Shubai or Jian Lin?

The lights of the night scene were not bright, Yu Han stood not far away and looked at the filming people in the venue.

In other words, looking at Wen Nuobai.

Heavy snow fell down one after another.

Yu Han doesn't know what other people look like in filming, is it like Wen Nuobai, from the curvature of the corner of the mouth, to the pale complexion in the heavy snow, to the clean fingertips, they all hit that spot exactly.

This should be a good movie.

Yu Han had to let go of his prejudices.

Wen Nuobai seems to have completely become the person in the play, what is his name, Chen Shubai?

Holding the thermos, Yu Han approached a little closer, his long black woolen coat slipped a trail on the snow when he went up the steps, he watched Wen Nuobai closely, watched him lift up his snow-white neck, facing the crowd of people Daxue hooked the corners of her lips, showing a complex to pure fragile feeling.

The heavy snow should have fallen on his eyelashes, which would turn his eyelashes white.

He sent the world full of snow.

Twirling his fingers, Yu Han thought, if Wen Nuobai's dancing is hard work accumulated over time, then this is an almost amazing talent.

"click"

Wang Ping pushed the camera, kept the last close-up of his eyes, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Come on!"

Wen Nuobai woke up suddenly, then bent down, half-kneeled and sat in the snow, tears could not stop falling down.

He was too immersed in his emotions. He had to laugh in that scene just now, and Chen Shubai wanted to laugh, but Jian Lin wanted to cry, but he couldn't. The person who protected him and made him cry left six years ago.

This is a love letter between yin and yang.

Wen Nuobai silently bit her lip, breathing heavily, trying to hold back her tears.

The stamina is too great. Acting turned out to be such a painful thing. It is painful, but also very refreshing and addictive.

Wang Ping stopped Song Zhiyi who wanted to go forward: "Let him be quiet."

At this time, it is best not to disturb anyone.

The producer watched from the side, he was going crazy with joy, he patted Wang Ping on the shoulder hard: "Where did you find such a baby, such a treasure!"

He has partnered with Wang Ping for many years, and unlike outsiders who only see Wang Ping's proficiency in making commercial films, he knows that his partner is best at shooting emotional outburst scenes in a depressed state. Both aesthetics.

It's unreasonable not to win some awards, but at least it's no problem to win an art award.

For Wang Ping, being able to win an award in a high-standard gold-content event is his recognition, no matter what the award is.

Yu Han was standing at the edge. After Wang Ping got excited, he scanned over there and saw someone.

Wang Ping was startled, thinking whether to say hello.

Yu Han waved his hand and pointed to the center of the field.

Wang Ping understood, and looked at Wen Nuobai with complicated eyes. He had seen a lot of money lords and entertainers, and it was rare for him to feel pity for Wen Nuobai.

This benefactor always has a lot of demands, not to mention Yu Han, who is said to be a man with many rules, and no one dares to provoke him easily.

Wen Nuobai didn't want to occupy the venue for too long, so he stood up and staggered towards the lounge, halfway there.

Suddenly a strong arm took him and took him directly to the back of a car next to the house.

The powerful palm was light but irresistible and covered his mouth and nose, which did not hinder his breathing, but calmed his continued breathing slightly.

Familiar temperature and cool scent of sandalwood.

"elder brother."

Wen Nuobai looked up, the tip of her nose and the end of her eyes were a little red, she had just stopped crying, her pupils were like glass beads soaked in water.

Yu Han looked down at him and said, "You looked at the window three times."

Wen Nuobai was stunned.

Yu Han hooked the corners of his lips: "That's why I came here."

It was only then that Wen Nuobai realized what it meant, he completely forgot the emotions that almost crushed him when he was acting just now, his ears were feverish, and he stammered: "Ah, yes, it's the direction, where I'm sitting is facing Mr. Yu The window of the study, um."

Soon he found a loophole in Yu Han's words: "Is brother looking here too?"

Otherwise, how do you know how many times he looked at the window?

Yu Han let go of the hand that supported him: "I didn't see it, the cat told me."

What a sly answer.

Yu Han looked at Wen Nuobai and was a little depressed when he heard the answer, and smiled heavily: "Yes, I watched it, because I am curious about the specific process of filming."

"Although there are companies in this field, it's the first time to watch people filming live, which is a bit new."

Wen Nuobai raised her hand and rubbed the tips of her ears, then asked softly, "Then how am I acting?"

Yu Han stood opposite Wen Nuobai, with one hand in the pocket of the long woolen coat and the other holding an insulated box. Wen Nuobai heard Mr. Yu say with a smile, "Baibai, you are letting me Compliment you?"

Wen Nuobai was praised in the end.

And drank the warm sweet fruit soup from Mr. Yu, and answered the video call from Mr. Yu.

This was expected, Wen Nuobai didn't think that Yu Han would come to visit the class specially to give him fruit soup, it was more likely that Mr. Yu just wanted to see him.

The fruit soup was very warm, and he took a sip with the spoon, and he couldn't wait to put it in his mouth when it cooled slightly.

The whole person warms up.

The golden pocket watch was hung on Wen Nuobai's chest, and he felt that Chen Shubai's great stamina emotion was slowly dissipating.

Yu Han squeezed his mobile phone to end the call with Yu Lao. He glanced at Wen Nuobai, who was holding a thermos cup and drinking sweetly, and didn't mention the news that Yu's family might arrive in a few days.

He believes that Wen Nuobai's nerves need to be rested, and being tense all the time is not conducive to a good sleep.

The heavy snow stopped in the middle of the night, Wen Nuobai was covered in snow, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood, he slept deeply, unaware that some gossip about him on the Internet spread rapidly.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a bit difficult to write.

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