How to turn the tide at a critical moment

When Wen Wen came back from the shower, he saw Xu Hanbai was still on the phone.

...After seeing himself, he even covered the phone's microphone, and his voice dropped several degrees obviously.

"..." Pretending not to hear, climbed onto the bed and lay down to play with the phone, but his ears were pricked up, listening to Xu Hanbai's deliberately lowered voice getting into his ears from time to time.

Almost falling asleep after playing, Xu Hanbai finally finished the phone call and turned off the light.

"Why are you turning off the light so early?" Wen Wen couldn't help but wake up when he saw that the light was dark.

Xu Hanbai returned to the bed and lifted the quilt to lie down, a burst of cold air hit Wen Wen, making Wen Wen shivering.

"There's nothing to do in this place. Everyone goes to bed early after work is over." Xu Hanbai said, "I have to work early tomorrow morning, and you have to go out to play by yourself."

"..." Wen Wen retracted into the quilt, shrinking himself into a ball.

Xu Hanbai's body was not warm. Although he took a bath, but after standing outside for a long time, his whole body felt cold again, and his body felt cool.

"Is there anything you want to tell me here?" Xu Hanbai turned over and faced Wen Wen, "Say anything quickly."

...what is there to say?I came here by myself to say that I am about to leave my job, and there will be fewer opportunities for the two to meet in the future. Don't think about unrealistic things, and everyone should take care of themselves and do it for themselves.

But after so many troubles, let's not say that these things have not been broken, it sounds like Xu Hanbai said "it's too serious".

Even if Wen Wen is highly skilled, it is very natural to say that the two of them will have nothing to do after they start... But today Wen Wen still kissed several times in an unclear situation, how can this be explained?

"...No." Wen Wen summed up the result of his struggle, "I'm here to travel."

Xu Hanbai was silent for a long time, and his gentle skin seemed to feel Xu Hanbai's gentle eyes.

"How is your work? Will you still be an anchor in the future?" Xu Hanbai asked.

"Uh... I don't know, I don't know what else to do besides being an anchor, but..." More than one person said that he loves to go off topic and can't change it, so he is not suitable for this job.

"It's okay." The night in the village is really quiet, suitable for recording songs, suitable for anchor programs, suitable for listening to Xu Hanbai's words, "Take your time."

"Yeah." After being ridiculed for a long time, Wen Wen couldn't accept Xu Hanbai's positive encouragement for a while. Wen Wen felt that his ears were a little hot, and turned his back to Xu Hanbai, "Okay, okay, I got it! Find a job and live. Is it easy? It’s not as difficult as your living environment... Look at any of your 'colleagues', the style of painting is so different from ours!"

"My colleagues...such as Zhong Xuanyi?" Xu Hanbai asked.

"...Oh, that means you are just a mixed bag, and you can't deny the truth, goodness and beauty of the whole circle just because of Wei Wei." Wen Wen immediately defended his idol.

"..."

The people behind suddenly rushed over.

"...What are you doing!" Wen Wen bit the quilt in front of him, struggled lightly, trying to get the people behind him away.

"Have you finished? It's up to me." Xu Hanbai's voice sank, his tone was a typical Xu Hanbai threat, a powerful, tolerant and irresistible deterrent, psychologically suppressing Wen Wen, telling him not to struggle, "I also have a lot to say to you."

Stirring under the quilt, Wen Wen kicked back: "...You better stop talking, don't destroy your idol persona of a cool music genius."

"I want to say..." Seeing Wen Wen's movements are not small, Xu Hanbai simply hugged Wen Wen tightly, pressing his lips to Wen Wen's ear: "...It's better when you touch me in the afternoon, When you kissed me, I was hot all over."

He used a calm tone completely different from the content, slightly vibrating Wen Wen's eardrums, making it even more embarrassing to listen to.

After Wen Wen was hugged, his whole body seemed to be frozen, motionless, like a little squirrel hoping to pretend to be dead to fool the bear.

"...It can be hot even in winter, which means that young people are in good health."

Wen Wen made jokes to avoid the topic, Xu Hanbai didn't continue to ask, he just said: "After resignation, you are not allowed to change your number, and you are not allowed to change your number without telling me."

"...Mmm, I'll be the first to tell you." Wen Wen clapped away Xu Hanbai's hand stretched out to his chest.

"Be the first to tell me when you move." Her voice was calm.

"Okay, okay..." He pinched the dishonest hand on his thigh.

"Tell me who you live with." Xu Hanbai couldn't help but hug a little tighter as he buried his head in his gentle and soft hair and filled his nostrils with the fragrance of shampoo.

"Hmm..." Wen Wen didn't even think about it.

"Living alone in a small room now?"

"Uh... almost." Miss Rui just came to stay for a while, so there's no need to talk about it.

"Almost?" Xu Hanbai noticed the entanglement in Wen Wen's words.

"...Sometimes a relative will come to play." This relative is here to play with me.

"I heard from Zhang Yang that the place you live in is terrible." Xu Hanbai said with a deep voice, "I have a suggestion."

"No need." Wen Wen immediately refused, "I have a house, but I haven't got it yet."

"Your house has always existed only in your language." Xu Hanbai pointed it out at once.

"That's because I can't carry the proof of buying a house with me." Wen Wen said.

"..."

"Sleep, sleep! You should have a lot of bad things, I saw someone on the Internet saying that you are robbing resources or something... Oh, I was wrong, I shouldn't mention such things so that you can't sleep now Yes, haha."

Xu Hanbai didn't pick up on it, but hugged Wen Wen contentedly, like a well-behaved kitten who was no longer naughty.

The room finally fell silent.

But suddenly the back of Wen Wen's neck was tingling with damp-heat, which frightened Wen Wen so much that his hair stood on end.

"What are you doing!" Wen Wen felt that his thick skin was boiled in an instant.

The soft tongue draws on the gentle and sensitive back of the neck, gentle and sensational.

The shock in my heart really made Wen Wen unable to move, it seems that all Wen Wen can do at this moment is to play dead...

Or maybe he is already dead, and it is not necessarily true that he is being eaten by black and white impermanence.

"Ah..." Xu Hanbai lightly bit the back of his neck again.

Wen Wen finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around to face Xu Hanbai, and didn't let his movements continue.

In the dark night, Xu Hanbai seemed to be smiling.

She hugged Wen Wen who was facing her, and kissed him on the forehead: "Sleep, I'm going to get up at three o'clock tomorrow, you can go by yourself."

Wen Wen suddenly thought of something: "Why don't you let me watch your filming?"

"I'm afraid you will get into trouble."

"..." Do you often get into trouble?It's just that the show will be made like a car accident scene, right?

Wen Wen asked again: "Why do you have to get up at three o'clock?"

"Hurry up. After filming this, I have to fly to another place to record." Xu Hanbai said.

"You are miserable." Wen Wen sympathized.

"You are worse."

"..." Wen Wen mourned, "Oh, when will life be able to enjoy a life of luxury and corruption."

"..." Faced with such a great ambition, Xu Hanbai really didn't know what to say.

"I know!" Wen Wen suddenly said, "After death! Luxuries are piled up beside the coffin, and the body is full of decay."

"...Go to sleep, think so much..." Xu Hanbai could tell that Wen Wen didn't feel sleepy, so he talked a lot.

I am willing to listen to his nonsense, I haven't seen him for so long, let alone how much I miss him, Xu Hanbai feels that he won't get tired of listening to it every day.

It's just that one night is not enough for a thousand words now.What's more, I have to get up for work in a few hours, and Wen Wen has to catch the car.

"Three reflections on myself every day." Wen Wen said.

"If I don't sleep, then I'll think a lot, maybe not only save three provinces, but also take action." Xu Hanbai's voice was faint.

Wen Wen stopped talking immediately.

The bed was piled with quilts, and two big men slept in the guest room in the village, which was really crowded.

...Then I can forgive you for holding my hand.

The next day Wen Wen was woken up by the alarm clock on his mobile phone, and it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

When I went out, I found that Xu Hanbai, Dinglan and others had already gone to work, and even Wei Wei, who seemed incompetent, also went to the set.

There was only one old woman who was housekeeper left in the room, calling Wen Wen for dinner.

After eating breakfast and packing everything up, we are almost ready to go.

This place is poor and remote, and the transportation is inconvenient. I asked Ding Lan yesterday and said that there are only a few cars going out here a day. Wen Wen's return ticket is in the afternoon, but he has to leave here by car at 9 am.

After packing up his things, he walked out, and before he knew it, he still walked to the filming set.

His eyes searched among the heads of the crowd of onlookers and photographers and lighting engineers, and finally found Xu Hanbai who was wearing a thin shirt in the cold weather over there.

...Sure enough, the image of a celebrity affects the career. If it is an image of a rough man wearing an old-fashioned military coat with a mouth full of Northeast China, he will probably be sweating profusely for many years to come, even in the hot summer. It's a scene of wearing a military coat.

In this play, Wen Xun and Deng Zhu...or Tian Lingling participated in the screenwriting, but it was another more professional screenwriter who supervised the production on the set.At this time, the screenwriter was beside Xu Hanbai, talking to Xu Hanbai, while Ding Lan put a coat on Xu Hanbai.

Director Hu was also frowning and talking to Xu Hanbai next to him. Although Wen Wen couldn't hear him, but looking at Director Hu's body movements, he could guess that the meaning conveyed was dissatisfaction.

Xu Hanbai listened silently by the side, nodding his head from time to time.

Time didn't allow Wen Wen to stop for too long, so Wen Wen secretly looked at it for a while, then lifted his backpack up to make it more comfortable, and turned around to drive the car.

"Hey, hey." Someone called out from behind.

Wen Wen pretended not to hear, and continued walking, but Wei Wei had already rushed to Wen Wen's side, out of breath.

"Hey, are you going to be out of work, right?" Wei Wei knew that Wen Wen was going to drive the car, so he didn't talk nonsense. It seemed that he went back to his room last night and asked someone about Wen Wen.

"That's right." Wen Wen didn't deny it, "Actually, I'm a rich second generation. I want to go home and inherit a million-dollar fortune. Is there anything wrong?"

Wei Wei's expression only paused, and then he smiled in an extremely wretched way: "It's so true! I almost believe it... Let me tell you, it's a waste of your face to be an anchor. , or consider doing something else.”

This sentence made Wen Wen couldn't help thinking that Ding Lan also said yesterday: Xu Hanbai grew up like this, it's a waste not to film.

Subconsciously, he looked back at Xu Hanbai who was still listening to the scriptwriter and director's instructions.

"It's a waste to be an anchor...or be a lover?" Wen Wen said.