Three Hundred Love Songs [Entertainment]

Zhang Nana went down to eat, and Ying Changqing drank ginger tea, ate, and read the script alone in the room.

This movie is a simple police movie called "Backlight".Liang Xiao said that several of their good friends made money by making high-quality movies last year. This is just for fun, to relive the feelings of gangster movies.Liang Xiao plays a fake gangster who is actually an undercover agent. Ying Changqing plays his younger brother.Liang Xiao said that the villain is easy to shine, and when the time comes, more photos of him will be posted on the official Weibo to ensure that a large number of girls will be fascinated.It's hard to say this, but Ying Changqing knows that anyway, the makeup artist sisters in the crew appreciate his body.

Liang Xiao said that this movie was filmed for fun, but they actually wanted to fight for it to be released on National Day.Ying Changqing counted the time, it is already June, and if we shoot for another month and a half, it will be July and a half, and October is only two and a half months away, and there will be post-production promotion in two and a half months...you will be scolded for being so hasty.

When he showed this worry, Liang Xiao scolded him for being worthless, saying, "If you want to scold him, you're scolding Ah Guang. What are you doing so nonsense? You just wait until you start getting the first batch of little fans!"

Ah Guang is their director, respected Mr. Mai Guangping.Only then did Ying Changqing understand, oh, did Director Mai use it to take the blame?

Ying Changqing was heartbroken, thinking why Liang Xiao was so cheating?They say that the wind is the rain, and they want to make movies casually, invite friends to form a team casually, and make old friends blame them casually!Chinese movies are ruined by you people!Why did you show me such dark things when I just entered the circle?Can the seniors bring some positive energy? !

If the movie hits the street, it will definitely have a bad influence on him. The audience will not have much favor for a handsome villain in a movie that hits the street, unless they buy a troll to blow it up.

But after the shooting ended in the afternoon, Director Mai comforted him when he came back in the same car with him.Director Mai told him, "Don't listen to that bitch Liang Xiao's nonsense, our film is guaranteed, and the crew is full of old partners and skilled workers. Everyone is a filmmaker and won't mess around. Don't worry. Yes. Young man, come on, I am optimistic about you."

Ying Changqing got some comfort and cheered up again.He has seen many director Mai's movies, and knows that what he said is not a lie, including the phrase "that bitch Liang Xiao".Well, that's right.

He lay on the bed and read the script. He had few scenes and few lines, so he was easy to remember.In addition to helping the eldest brother fight in his scenes, he also has contact with the eldest brother's woman.The plot assumes that he is a bit interested in his sister-in-law, but because he respects his elder brother very much, he does not exceed the rules.He didn't have much role with his sister-in-law, just helping with things or listening to orders.His sister-in-law is played by a popular actress named Yao Zhi, and she is away these few days because of the schedule.

After reviewing the script, he changed his clothes and went out to do other things.

He went down to his logistics sister and asked for a cup of ginger tea, and brought it up. He walked slowly on their floor, and finally stopped outside the room where the guitar sound was faintly heard, and knocked on the door.

"I'm coming--"

Xia Xingge put down his guitar and went to open the door in his slippers.

As soon as the door opened, there was a smell of ginger tea, which was quite strong.

He looked at the people outside the door, a little surprised. "How do you know I live in this room?"

"I won't ask?" Ying Changqing raised his eyebrows, and handed him the cup, "Drink it up."

Xia Xingge hugged the cup and wanted to say that Teacher Ou forced him to drink a big cup when he came back.But thinking about someone sending it here specially, then... that must not be wasted.

So he said, "Thank you." Then he poured his head up and drank it all in one gulp.Then the lungs burned.

Ying Changqing took the cup back, looked at his face carefully, and asked curiously, "Isn't it spicy?"

"Spicy!" Xia Xingge couldn't take it any longer, and turned around to find a cup to pour water to drink.

"Oh, no." Ying Changqing broke into his room and snatched his cup from him.Science said, "You can't drink white water now, it won't work if you drink it."

Xia Xingge committed suicide, wanted to cry but had no tears, it was so hot that his heart was on fire.

Ying Changqing looked at the time with his mobile phone, "You can drink water in half an hour." There was wind blowing in at the door, so he went to close the door and did not go out by himself.

He turned around and put the two cups on the table, and accidentally saw two pieces of paper stacked on the table.

The corner of the paper was pressed, and the title could not be seen.Some lines in it read——

"...

You, you are the verses in the ignorant years

can't make any sense

Only hide the gentle semantics

......"

He asked, "Poetry or song?"

Xia Xingge was taken aback for a moment, then replied, "Song."

Ying Chang's sentimental eyes found that the piece of paper placed below seemed to be a music score.He picked it up and said with difficulty "so—so—mi—do—"

Xia Xingge picked up the guitar on the bed, "Let me play it for you."

"Is it possible?" Ying Changqing took the score to the bedside, showed it to him, and asked, "Can you see clearly? Do you want to turn on some more lights?"

"I can see clearly." Xia Xingge said, "Look, I remember the score."

He played it to him, and saw him looking down at the lyrics and music, with a focused and serious expression, as if he was trying to correspond to each number written on the musical notation one by one according to the tune he played, to see what 1234567 looked like rhythm.I don't know if he is interested in music, or it's just a sudden whim; I don't know if he likes this word, or just read it casually.He wanted to sing to him a little bit, but suddenly felt that his throat was hard and he couldn't sing.

It was inappropriate to think that if that boy was still alive, he would be so big by now.

But they are not the same, one is Wenxiu and the other is handsome.

Although I didn't have the chance to play the guitar for that person, but I can play it for this person, but I don't know if he likes it or not.

"It sounds good."

"really?"

"Is it good for me to lie to you?" Ying Changqing put the lyrics back on the table and asked casually, "Did you have dinner tonight?"

Xia Xingge said, "I ate it, I ate it with Mr. Ou."

Ying Changqing looked around again, pretending to be nonchalant and said, "You didn't get scared this afternoon, did you? That gun is fake, so don't have any psychological shadows."

Xia Xingge clutched his chest, "I was terrified and thought you were going to shoot me to death."

"How is it possible?" Ying Changqing raised her voice, "Didn't you recognize my face?"

"I recognized it. So I thought you were going to kill me."

"Do I have any deep hatred for you?"

"Yes, I have……"

"Tell me," Ying Changqing frowned, and said fiercely on purpose, "If you don't tell me something about your deep hatred today, I will beat you to death in the toilet."

Xia Xingge lowered his head, "That...about the album..."

Ying Changqing reached out and pulled his ponytail, forcing him to look up, "I'd forget if you didn't tell me."

"If you forget, forget it!" Xia Xingge fell into his arms as if he had no bones, stretched out a hand to him, and said to him, "Hit me today, beat me up today and open the door tomorrow." Don’t be angry with me when we meet again. I’m sorry about the album, but there’s really no way to get it back, there’s no surveillance in that place, and I don’t even know who beat me up.”

"Why are you so useless?" Ying Changqing pulled his arm away, letting his upper body fall on the bed.Looking at him with disgust, he said, "Such a grown-up man is beaten up outside without knowing who did it. He can't even protect an album. He's so stupid!"

Xia Xingge stretched out his hand and gestured, "I'm alone! 1V5! I'll fight five, brother!"

Ying Changqing's mouth twitched, "Five primary school students?"

The masculine dignity was ridiculed, and Xia Xingge punched him on the back angrily, "Did you see?! Don't look down on people! Five high school students, okay?!"

Ying Changqing was beaten suddenly, with a dazed look on her face.After being stunned for two seconds, he turned around and turned the other side around, slapped his butt twice, and said while slapping, "You still feel embarrassed when you are beaten by five high school students! You feel tired, don't you? "

"Ah! Ah!" Xia Xingge kicked off the slippers and struggled desperately, "If you dare to hit me again, I will—"

"Crack-pump-"

"Damn it, are you serious?!"

"You said you would beat me up today."

"The two chances you hit me earlier have been used up! If you hit me again, I will—"

"Crack-pump-"

"Ah! Ah!"

Ying Changqing gave him a chance to speak, and asked with a smirk, "What are you going to do?"

Xia Xingge buried her face in the quilt, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to call my mother and ask her to unite with the three places across the strait to block you!"

"You think your mother is from Radio and Television!"

Ying Changqing saw that his mobile phone was on the bedside table, so she walked over to give it to him and threw it in front of him. "let's hit."

Xia Xingge quickly rolled up the quilt to wrap herself, and grabbed the phone into the bed by the way.He only showed a pair of eyes, and gave the other person a fierce look, then unlocked the phone and clicked on the address book.

He stretched out his hand, showed the other party the screen of his mobile phone, and threatened, "As long as I press this button, you will be finished! Now I will give you a chance to apologize to me."

"Thank you, there's no need." Ying Changqing stood beside the bed, bent down to help him press the button, and also the speaker.

The cheerful bell rang, and Teacher Yu was connected to the phone soon.

"Mom—" Xia Xingge wailed into the phone, "Ying Changqing hit me!"

Teacher Yu: "Oh, did you hit your face?"

"No! He spanked my ass! He spanked my ass six times! The strength is so strong!" Xia Xingge stretched out his foot and tried to kick the opponent's kneecap, but was dodged all of a sudden. He quickly retracted his foot for fear of being beaten .

Ying Changqing looked funny, but didn't hit him again.

Teacher Yu said, "It's only six beats, so you can have fun secretly. There is really nothing you can do about the album, and he knows it too. I think he won't be angry with you again after beating you up. You are both Yun Yun's younger brothers. , and you can't be feuding for the rest of your life, you can see him again tomorrow, and it's almost enough to act coquettishly and call him brother a few times."

"He hit me and I still call him brother?"

"You're stupid, it's not easy for him to beat you after you call him brother."

"I do not want it!"

"If you want to scream, you deserve to be beaten. I'm going to put on a mask, so don't bother me."

"Beep beep..."

Xia Xingge threw the phone aside, looking depressed.

Ying Changqing supported the bed with one hand, and put the other hand over his hip, "Now I'll give you a chance to call me brother."

Xia Xingge opened his mouth and came: "Brother."

"So obedient." Ying Changqing was a little surprised.He originally thought that this kid would at least twist a few times before compromising if he didn't say that he would rather die than obey, but he didn't expect him to yell directly. Now it's really hard for him to fight again.

He withdrew his hand, "It's not interesting."

Xia Xingge kicked over, "Is it interesting to hit me?" Seeing that the other party raised his hand to hit me, he immediately yelled, "Brother!"

This word is simply a shield, once called, the other party can't do anything, it couldn't be better!

Xia Xingge huddled under the blanket and twisted and twisted, smiling triumphantly.After laughing, he picked up the pillow and fought back, showing off his supernatural powers, and beat the other party helplessly.

He stood on the bed holding the pillow and kicked the person beside the bed.Before he kicked someone, his feet were soft, and he wobbled and threw himself under the bed.He was shocked and thought that he was going to face the ground, but fortunately, the opponent took a step forward to catch him.

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble." Ying Changqing hugged him, stuffed him back into the bed, and covered him with the quilt.Finally, he patted his flushed face and said to him, "Sleep, brother. Ge Ge is going back to rest too, and he has to get up early tomorrow morning to film."

"Where to?"

"Jinjiu Street. Are you going back tomorrow?"

"No." Xia Xingge turned sideways, "I got the song that Mr. Ou wrote for me, but Mr. Ou gave me a task, asking me to write an episode for this movie. The agent asked me to keep a few more God, find inspiration in the crew."

Xia Xingge thinks that Wei Yuan actually wants to play for a few more days, anyway, he also wants to play for a few more days, so just listen to him.

"Okay." Ying Changqing got up, "Then see you tomorrow."

When he reached the end of the bed, he tidied up the messy quilt again. Xia Xingge thought that obsessive-compulsive disorder was really annoying.

Ying Changqing walked to the door, "Can you turn off the light for me?"

Xia Xingge said, "Close it."

The lights are turned off, the doors are closed, and people are gone.

Xia Xingge remained silent for 3 minutes in the dark, then pressed the switch beside the bed to turn on a light.

He took a breath, he was quite tired from playing around just now.

He got up and poured a glass of water to drink, and went to the bathroom again.Then lie back in bed, turn off the light and play with the phone.Send a WeChat message to his mother, saying, "Why did you ask me to call him brother_(:з"∠)_..."

Yu Yin replied: "What's wrong?"

Xia Xingge typed quickly: [Oh, he was in my room just now, and we were having a fight.As soon as you said that, he really asked me to call him brother. I was afraid that he would hit me so I had to call him.But if you think about it, how can I have a story with him after calling him brother... Isn't that incest? 】

Yu Yin's anger was about to break through the screen: 【You think calling him brother means he's blood related? !You're out of your mind! 】

Xia Xingge was about to cry: 【Okay, okay, I understand.One more thing, I think he is straight and straight!what to do?Only straight men can spank other people's ass, right?We little gays won't do this casually!Because this part is unusual!Brother Shao Qing has never hit me like this! 】

Yu Yin: [Perhaps because you think your butt is elastic, so I slapped it a few times to test the feel.Don’t those little yellow texts you watch often have ass-pinching scenes? 】

Xia Xingge: [My God!How do you know? ! 】

Yu Yin: 【You fall into bed and go to sleep after reading this, and you don’t even turn off the computer. 】

Xia Xingge: [QWQ, I was wrong...]

Yu Yin: 【It's alright, alright, let's do business first and then talk about dating.Don't be disturbed by you every minute when you just started your acting career, pay attention to keep your distance, and don't stare at them all day long.People in the entertainment industry are very sensitive, and you might be able to see that you are a gay within minutes.Don't really call him brother outside, so as not to be misunderstood. 】

Xia Xingge: [Okay. 】

Yu Yin: [Rest early, take care of your skin.The weather is hot, remember to take an umbrella when you go out, and remember to apply a mask if it is too dry.Anyway, don't come back like black charcoal.Good night. 】

Xia Xingge: [Good night. 】

After turning off the phone and putting it aside, Singer Xia Xing reached back and pinched his buttocks, feeling it with his heart.

After pinching for a while, it feels really elastic.

It is generally said that straight men don't care about these things, let alone spanking, straight men will help each other masturbate!But in the little yellow articles he read, there are indeed many writers who like to slap their buttocks, especially when they have sex, and some shou also like to be treated like this by gong, and they feel very good... I don't know if I like it or not.Although I was beaten today, I don't have any interest, so I can't think about it at all!

I squeezed it for a while, and suddenly felt bored at a certain moment.What's the point of pinching yourself?Like a loner!Butts must be pinched and kneaded by the boyfriend's big hands to be interesting, okay? !

Stop now!Keep it, keep it, keep it for your boyfriend in the future!

He rolled on the bed, his mind was in a mess, full of charming thoughts and extremely shy.

The author has something to say:

I have always been afraid that the word radio and television will be harmonized _(:з」∠)_. . .