Movie King, I beg you to be an individual [Entertainment]

Pei Yuanruyan returned home at 09:30.When he took out the key to open the door, he suddenly lost his mind, not quite understanding when he not only had the key of Song Huai's house, but also became so proficient in opening the door.

Andy heard the sound of the door opening, and rushed towards the door happily.

Pei Yuan squatted down defensively, hugged and rubbed Andy, and looked up at Song Huai.

Song Huai was lying on the sofa playing games with a tablet, his pajamas were a little wrinkled, the loose neckline almost slipped off his shoulders, and his legs were curled up, revealing his ankles under the pajamas.

Seeing Pei Yuan come back, Song Huai quit the game, put the tablet on the sofa, stretched, and the beautiful waistline briefly appeared in Pei Yuan's sight.

Such a scene will be staged almost every day during this week, but Pei Yuan still feels a little thirsty every time he sees it.

Pei Yuan let go of Andy, stood up and took off his coat, Song Huai took it and hung it on the hanger, his movements were natural and not at all inconsistent.

"Are you hungry?" Pei Yuan looked down at Song Huai's stomach, "If you're hungry, go eat some snacks. Believe me, you can't be full from the food I cook."

In fact, Yingdi Pei couldn't even turn on the gas stove.Fortunately, Chen Chen bought a lot of snacks a few days ago, even if he couldn't eat the food he cooked, Song Huai wouldn't be hungry.

Song Huai shook his head, "I said, I will teach Teacher Pei."

Pei Yuan expressed helplessness to Song Huai's behavior of not being able to die without the Yellow River's heart, and rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen as if he was on the battlefield.

Song Huai really followed in, "Teacher Pei, raise your hand."

Pei Yuan raised his arm, Song Huai put the apron on his body, wrapped his arms around Pei Yuan's waist, and tied the belt lightly.

The familiar refreshing smell of shower gel reminded Pei Yuan of the scene when he first met Song Huai at the airport.

At that time, Song Huai looked young and innocent, who knew...

Judging people by their cover is not a good thing, a bad thing, a bad thing.

Song Huai said he wanted to teach Pei Yuan, but he really wanted to teach Pei Yuan.

Watching Pei Yuan cut the peeled potatoes into lumps with no similarity, Song Huai put his hand on the back of Pei Yuan's hand, and cut the remaining half of the potato into even slices.

When he withdrew his hand, he touched Pei Yuan's waist intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mr. Song, don't we have tofu for tonight's dishes?" Pei Yuan put potatoes into the pot, raised his eyes and said, "Why do I think you are full of tofu?"

Song Huai blinked his eyes and said innocently, "Hungry."

Pei Yuan groaned in his heart, thinking that this little fox bastard is not hiding it at all now, thanks to the pretense he used to act as if he was real.

After nearly an hour of tossing around, Actor Pei's kitchen debut was finally completed.

White porridge that dries quickly into rice, fried potatoes of different sizes, scrambled eggs with tomato with too much soy sauce, the only normal order is the pickles that Song Huai used to pickle.

Although it doesn't look very good, but with Song Huai watching, at least it won't cause food poisoning.Moreover, the taste is actually passable.

"Teacher Pei is still very talented." Song Huai said without knowing the truth.

Pei Yuan laughed dryly twice.

Regardless of whether he is talented or not, it is impossible to ask him to cook in the future.

Movie Emperor Pei decided that he would never go into the kitchen again, and Song Huai couldn't let Song Huai get into the bad habit of not cooking and waiting for him to go home.

After finishing the supper that was comparable to supper, Song Huai was driven to the bedroom to rest early.

Pei Yuan recorded the show from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm today. He didn't feel it when he was standing, but when he sat on the bed after washing up, he felt paralyzed. He couldn't help but envy Song Huai.

With Xingyue's practice and Li Youjia's usual style, it's really unreasonable for Song Huai to rest for so long.

Pei Yuan rubbed his temples, he was really sleepy and didn't have the energy to think about it.

In the bedroom separated by a wall, Song Huai's cell phone rang, and the caller showed He Xiao.

"Pei Yuan went to see you tonight?"

Song Huai let out a "hmm".

"He lives at your house?"

Song Huai said "hmm" again.

"You haven't worked for a week?"

This time Song Huai paused for a moment, but still said "hmm".

"I really have you, Song Huai, I signed you into Xingyue to give you a chance to chase after men?"

Song Huai coughed, "I didn't make less money for you."

"You have lost money to me." He Xiao sneered, "Song Huai, do I need to remind you again, you have many, many girlfriend fans, even if you want to fall in love, can you keep a low profile? Pei Yuan's car Going in and out of your community every day, do you think the media is blind?"

"I don't need girlfriend fans." Song Huai said lightly.

He Xiao almost laughed angrily: "Then what fans do you want?"

Song Huai thought for a while, then smiled lightly and said, "CP fan is pretty good."

"Unreasonable." He Xiao didn't want to communicate with him any more, so he hung up the phone directly.

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In the next few days, Pei Yuan became busy again.

"Murder" was selected as one of the interpretations of "Shi Xi", and Pei Yuan had to review his works four years ago.

Asking actors to watch their own scenes is no less than a public execution.Although Pei Yuan's performance in "Murvey" has become one of the performance models of the Academy of Film and Television, looking at his own face on the screen, Pei Yuan still couldn't help but act.

In particular, Song Huai was still sitting next to him, looking very seriously.

"Murder" is a historical conspiracy movie with many characters and their own characteristics.

The protagonist Wu Xiang played by Pei Yuan has a wide age span, from the youthful youth who has never been a weak crown to the melancholy who is not confused when he is old, and his personality is extremely complicated.

Wu Xiang can never be called a "good man".He used unscrupulous means to achieve his goals, and his ruthless killings made people frightened, and his severe punishment and laws kept the people silent.

However, such a person will also toss and turn in the night, show confusion and bewilderment when alone, and cry bitterly when no one is around.After dawn, he was that gloomy and cold-blooded Prime Minister Wu again.

The character of Wu Xiang is difficult to grasp, more points are too cold-blooded, and one point less is cowardly.But Pei Yuan did it.

Song Huai will never forget the look in Pei Yuan's eyes when he raised his eyes on the screen. There was a disdainful sneer at the corner of his mouth, but there was helplessness and sadness in his seemingly calm eyes.

That was the look in Wu Xiang's eyes when he ordered the execution of his former best friend and current political enemy.

He didn't know if he was doing the right thing, but he knew he had to.

Pei Yuan's peach blossom eyes were deeply etched into the memory of 19-year-old Song Huai, and they have never been erased since then.

"Teacher Pei, who will play Wu Xiang this time?" Song Huai asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Pei Yuan tilted his head, "A newcomer, you don't even know him."

Song Huai moved closer, looked at Pei Yuan, "Will Teacher Pei teach him personally?"

"What do you think?" Pei Yuan also looked at Song Huai, such an obvious answer seemed unnecessary.

Song Huai lowered his head, obviously a little unhappy, but he didn't continue the topic, but said: "Mr. Pei, I'm going to fly to Shencheng tomorrow, and I won't be back until five days later."

Pei Yuan said with a "huh" and said with a light smile, "You told me about this three days in advance, why, Mr. Song is such an old man, why do you feel homesick after going out for a few days?"

Song Huai suddenly leaned over, almost touching the tip of Pei Yuan's nose, and said, "I miss home, I miss you."

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