Idols are duplicity every day [Entertainment]

When Bian Xinghuo returned to the set with his things, Lu Jiaxi had just finished filming and was squatting in front of the camera discussing something with the director.

Li Cheng squatted beside him, facing Bian Xinghuo exactly, and saw Bian Xinghuo as soon as he raised his eyes.

The moment the two looked at each other, Li Cheng visibly moved away two points to the side, and smiled politely at Bian Xinghuo.

Bian Xinghuo nodded at him.

"This shot will be retaken in a while. Jiaxi Acheng's expression is in place. Just follow this state for a while, and keep working hard. According to this progress, we can finish work at least half a month earlier." The director patted Li Cheng. On the shoulder, he patted Lu Jiaxi on the shoulder again, and said cheerfully.

Lu Jiaxi stared at the picture in the camera, and kept replaying the appropriate position and expression control in his mind, and suddenly felt his arm was frozen.

He suddenly returned to his senses and looked aside, only to see Bian Xinghuo holding a bag of sucking jelly and sticking it to his arm, looking at him with a warm smile.

Lu Jiaxi took advantage of the situation to get up, took the sucking jelly from Bian Xinghuo's hand, and the two of them walked to the open space beside them: "Have you chosen the gym yet?"

Bian Xinghuo nodded: "I have chosen a suitable one and sent it to Sister Lu. Has Mr. Lu had lunch?"

Lu Jiaxi sucked on the jelly, her cheeks bulging, and she answered vaguely.

The late summer weather in Linhai City is not cool at all, and the crew has been dizzy from the heat in the past two days, so at noon, two small air conditioners were brought in and set up in the studio.

It was the hottest time in the afternoon, Lu Jiaxi stood in front of a small air conditioner, his short sleeves were blown up from time to time, exposing a small part of his waist.

There are still 5 minutes to go back to shoot, Lu Jiaxi rushed to catch the wind, but didn't care.

After drinking the sucking jelly in his hand and handing the shell to Bian Xinghuo to take it again, one hand stretched out, ripped off his clothes and covered them on his pants.

Bian Xinghuo pulled Lu Jiaxi's clothes with one hand, took the shell from Lu Jiaxi's hand with the other, and took him a new bag from the bag.

After taking the new one, he took two steps to a place near the air conditioner, so that he could hold Lu Jia and unpack the corner of his clothes.

Lu Jiaxi looked down at Xinghuo's hand.

Bian Xinghuo's hands are very white, with slender fingers and well-defined joints, and the action of pulling the hem of his clothes is a bit domineering, which is a bit different from his docile face.

overbearing?

What the hell?

Lu Jiaxi himself was amused by his inexplicable words.

He originally wanted to tell Bian Xinghuo not to talk, it would be cooler if he blown it off, but after seeing Bian Xinghuo's hand, he somehow didn't want to speak.

If he likes to talk, just talk.

Lu Jiaxi unscrewed the new inhaling jelly, the tip of his nose drilled into the grape scent and inhaled the fragrance of the jelly, which was mixed with other flavors.

It also smells of grapes, very familiar, Lu Jiaxi smelled it for a long time, and suddenly realized that it was coming from Bian Xinghuo.

In the past two hours, the smell of shower gel on Bian Xinghuo's body has faded a lot. When the air conditioner blows, the smell of vanilla hanging on his chest is rolled into Lu Jiaxi's nose.

Lu Jiaxi suddenly discovered that during the time spent with Bian Xinghuo, he was already familiar with this smell, with a little fragrance of grapes, mixed with the smell that belonged to Bian Xinghuo, like a sign that belonged to this person. There is a picture in front of you.

Lu Jiaxi cast his eyes on a big tree exposed to the sun outside the hood, but the picture in front of him began to flicker.

There is the appearance of Bian Xinghuo standing beside him and talking to him with a gentle smile, the appearance of Bian Xinghuo standing in the kitchen cooking, and the appearance of Bian Xinghuo just after taking a shower...

Lu Jiaxi didn't know what he was thinking, so he just stared at the air screen and it came out, and he was surprised to find that, except for the time of sleeping, almost all the screens had the shadow of sparks.

This had hardly happened in his past life.

Before the fourth grade of elementary school, he followed his father to make movies all the year round, and Xiaoyang was the only close friend. After his father's incident happened, no one played with him anymore.

After entering high school, the situation of being excluded was a little better, but at that time his personality had become withdrawn, and he hardly took the initiative to contact others. In addition, he skipped a level for some reasons. Nice friendship.

But that's just good, just like him and Lin Zixu who occasionally meet for a meal.

He has never thought about or tried to live with a person so closely.

But not annoying.

"Mr. Lu?" Bian Xinghuo's voice sounded from the side.

Well, this guy who goes with us like a shadow, even when he is in a daze, he has to squeak to find his presence.

"What?" Lu Jiaxi finished disposing of a bag of sucking jelly again, and turned to look at Xinghuo.

Bian Xinghuo stood beside him, his hair was a little messed up by the air conditioner, his already long black hair covered most of his eyes, and part of it got into his glasses, causing Bian Xinghuo to squint several times.

Lu Jiaxi raised his hand in a mysterious way, and fiddled with Bian Xinghuo's hair that covered his eyes, and then pulled him two steps to the side: "The back of your head is facing the air conditioner, so you are not afraid of catching a cold."

When he was talking, his hand was still on Bian Xinghuo's arm that was pulling the hem of his clothes, and in his palm was Bian Xinghuo's somewhat warm skin.

The distance between the two of them has been shortened by two points because of the tension just now, this time there will be no need for the wind to blow, and the breath that belongs to Bian Xinghuo seems to wrap him, rushing from all directions to drill into his nose.

Lu Jiaxi looked down at Bian Xinghuo's pale skin and powerful arms, inexplicably flashing in his mind many days ago, Bian Xinghuo just took a shower and didn't wear glasses, his white skin was rosy, his perfect abdominal muscles and Very... the size of...

What am I thinking about relying on him? !

Lu Jiaxi's hand inexplicably seemed to be scalded, and it left Bian Xinghuo's arm in a flash, a burst of heat appeared on his body.

Your brain is bored in broad daylight?

"Mr. Lu." Bian Xinghuo called again.

Lu Jiaxi's mind was a bit annoyed for no reason, and the tone of his mouth was also fierce: "What are you doing?"

Bian Xinghuo froze for a moment, seemed to lower his head to look at him, and then said: "The director called someone, just now."

Lu Jiaxi heard the words and looked towards the camera, and sure enough, everyone was almost in place.

Professionalism surged up all of a sudden to cover up other emotions, he stuffed the finished drink into Xinghuo's hand, told him to find a cool place to stay, and ran away.

But then, the professionalism that has always been online began to strike unprofessionally.

Several scenes in the afternoon, when Lu Jiaxi was filming, he could feel the smell of Bian Xinghuo wafting in front of his nose, the smell kept penetrating into his head, and with the pictures, it made a certain person who thought he was too NG NG a few times. Second-rate.

After the third NG in the third scene, Lu Jiaxi Gogou called Bian Xinghuo over: "You go to the dressing room next to you and don't come back until I tell you."

Bian Xinghuo said "huh?", with obvious doubts in his eyes.

Lu Jiaxi scratched his head irritably, but couldn't explain the reason, so he said, "Just go."

Bian Xinghuo immediately stopped asking and went obediently.

"Why did you drive the little assistant away?" Lin Zixu's voice suddenly sounded from the side, startling Lu Jiaxi who was staring at Xinghuo's back.

Lu Jiaxi glanced at Lin Zixu angrily, and after a long time, he choked out a soft sentence: "He smells so good."

"What?" Lin Zixu didn't understand at first, but after two seconds he pondered over it, let alone understood, "Xiang? You mean your assistant?"

"En." Lu Jiaxi replied lightly.

Lin Zixu looked puzzled: "No, I was talking to him just now, and he didn't wear perfume or anything, but he could smell some fruit, like grapes? But at best it smelled good. , it’s far from Taixiang.”

Lu Jiaxi was still thinking about the scent for a second, but when she heard Lin Zixu's words, she turned to look at him, "You smell my assistant?"

Lin Zixu was dumbfounded by this question, and he was overjoyed when he was dumbfounded.

"No, you..."

Lu Jiaxi interrupted him with another sentence: "Are you still close enough to hear it?"

Lin Zixu was completely overjoyed: "Lu Jiaxi, please be reasonable, he is so big standing there, no one can smell the smell on his body, unless his nose is bad. Besides, even if you smell it closely, it's not your wife. , what do you care about?"

Yes, it's not his wife.

Lu Jiaxi frowned and said nothing.

It's not his wife, and I can't let others smell it...

Why?

Ah, why?

I don't know...Damn.

Lu Jiaxi turned around in frustration and didn't want to talk to Lin Zixu anymore.

Seeing him, Lin Zixu's expression suddenly became happier, and he leaned in front of Lu Jiaxi and said happily, "You remind me of the Transformers that my dad bought me when I was young. I would be so precious at that time. You can go up and beat people up in a hurry."

"He's not a Transformer." Lu Jiaxi held back his words for a long time.

"Your attitude is more protective than I protect Transformers." Lin Zixu laughed while talking, "Those who didn't know thought Bian Xinghuo was your son."

Lu Jiaxi couldn't help laughing when he was told that Xinghuo was his son.

The author has something to say:

You should say it's his boyfriend!Boy friend!Lin Zixu, you unqualified assist, when will this father-son relationship be a big one, the author sighed sadly while lighting a cigarette