Run away after flirting with the male god

Yang Fan's complexion was reddish, and his long and thick eyelashes trembled and cast shadows of different shapes. He raised his eyes and glanced at Song Bai, only to feel that the other person's temperament became more and more charming, handsome and handsome. Song Bai's era has just begun .

"I look as good-looking as you?" The man's voice suddenly appeared, and it sounded like hitting a drum.

"Guess there?" Yang Fan tilted his head and looked again, this action made him look very playful, then he chuckled, and whispered in the man's ear, "You still like to eat old salted fish."

Song Bai held that hand and massaged the joints.There are some small wounds on it, which are said to be left by manual work. Although the small and broken scars destroy the beauty, they add a bit of reality. It turns out that his Fanfan is a mortal.Wrapping that hand, Song Bai lowered his head and kissed it: "Not only do I like to eat old salted fish, but I also like to fry the salted fish. I heard people say that not only the skin is crispy and the meat is tender, but also the taste is good."

Yang Fan's heart was pounding, vividly reminding him that the person in front of him was really Song Bai, the warmth on the back of his hand spread out to warm his heart, and he leaned against the man's neck like he was discouraged, not thinking about it at all. Leaving, muttering: "You are too kind to me."

"Hello to you, are you not happy?"

The already cold heart was unknowingly warmed by the man, Yang Fan said softly: "It's great, I'm flattered." This is how it feels to be loved on the tip of his heart, Yang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at The setting sun gradually disappearing outside the window inexplicably gave birth to a sense of tranquility.

He has gone through everything he should have gone through, and now he just wants to be with this man well, the smooth process is like God's compensation for him, Song Bai's kindness to him is the pampering in the palm of his hand, he is old, While his old face was flushed, he was also yearning for the warmth of the other's palm, which was so warm.

After playing at the film and television base for a few days, Yang Fan asked Song Bai to book a room in another hotel to keep it secret, and Xiao Zhou was driven back to have a holiday, so he accompanied Song Bai to wander around, wearing a hat and scarf, and the two dangled hand in hand On the Cherry Blossom Trail.Yang Fan leaned against Song Bai and took a photo. The other party stood upright, a little nervous facing the camera, but there was always a reassuring smile on the corner of his mouth.

Of course, the best thing is the man's strength at night, Yang Fan secretly kept this truth in his heart and didn't tell anyone.

Song Bai gave himself a short vacation, and went straight to work when he returned home. Yang Fan was gossiping at home and declined various interviews. Xiao Zhou looked at the invitation in the mailbox and almost cried: "Brother Fan, what a great opportunity Ah, exposure!"

"Xiao Zhou, I want to be an actor, not an entertainer." Yang Fan looked at the materials sent by Su Yide and sent a voice casually.

Xiao Zhou replied in seconds: "Isn't an actor equal to an entertainer?"

"Xiao Zhou, do you think I'm quite arrogant?" Yang Fan stared at the drawing paper and began to draw, and what he said was a little careless.

"Brother Fan, I'm not proud, I just think you will lose a lot of opportunities. Others are eager to be interviewed and announced, but it turned out to be you." Xiao Zhou was puzzled, "It's like participating in an entertainment program will kill you .”

"What do you think of my acting skills?"

"Of course it's good. You don't do many scenes but every director smiles at you." Speaking of this, Xiao Zhou posted a flower in the back, not sure what Yang Fan meant.

"Do you know what an actor used to do?"

"Brother Fan..."

"With the time to be on the notice, why don't I look at the works of the older generation of artists at home?" Yang Fan looked at the flamboyant heroine on the TV and sighed. He didn't come from a professional school. "I don't really care if I can have a movie or not." After speaking, he looked down at the table, and the prototype of a plum blossom ring imitating emerald emerald gold appeared. He now has the same Important things to do.

Fish and bear's paw, he wants both.

"Brother Fan, I always feel that you don't care whether you can be popular or not. It took you so long to get an announcement."

"Why don't I care, I just want to rely on my strength to become popular, and I don't want to have the experience of being chased and scolded by fans." It's best to be able to speak for yourself with your works.

"Brother Fan, when did you ever hear about a vase?"

Yang Fan realized that he had slipped his tongue, and said to the mobile phone: "There is no notification time for the reality show, I am busy right now, please send me a message directly."

He took a deep breath and refined and colored the design draft, with concise and clear strokes.

When Song Bai was about to get off work, Yang Fan swung his arms and freed himself from the desk. He searched the Internet for what is the best food and then started cooking. Song Bai’s skill in cooking is better, and the taste is from Shen Shulin. .

After this long vacation, Yang Fan felt that the relationship between him and Song Bai had deepened, which was more satisfying than the physical harmony.

Seeing that Yang Fan was not used to cooking, Song Bai took off his coat and went up to pick up the work: "I came back early on purpose."

"It's not that I don't know how to go to the kitchen. You think I'm too useless." He grabbed the rice shovel and pushed him aside, Yang Fan said that he would be ready soon.

"You drew this."

Yang Fan turned his head and smiled: "I suddenly thought of it when I was sleeping today, how is it, does it look good?"

Looking at the necklace and ring designs on the paper, Song Bai felt a rush of enthusiasm in his heart: "It looks good."

Yang Fan heard that his tone was wrong, his face was full of emotion and he secretly called out wrong, did he think he was asking for marriage...

After a while, he wiped his hands and came out to point to the ring: "I want to make it and sell it,"

"Sell?" Yang Fan responded with a little disappointment that he didn't realize. He didn't draw them for them. He asked, "The small wounds on your hands keep increasing. Can you bear doing so many?"

Yang Fan was a little melancholy: "I just want to make 10, not thousands of output. When I have to do it alone, I just want to force myself to see if I can do it well and increase my social practice ability." Mark doesn't care.

"I'm not a woman, why do you have to have such beautiful hands?" Someone's chin leaned his head slightly, and at this time his waist was also hugged, Yang Fan turned his head and narrowed his eyes into a crescent shape.

Song Bai changed into home clothes, but the shrewdness had not completely disappeared. The beige turtleneck sweater was the same style as Yang Fan. He wrapped his arms around Yang Fan's waist to let him nestle in his arms, and rubbed his lips against the easily red earlobe. A picture of the two hugging appeared on the screen, and Song Bai hugged him even tighter.

"I also want."

Yang Fan was taken aback by the man's coquettish accent, and with a pooh-chih smile he tugged at his bow tie and said, "I want to go through the back door." The man's bow tie was very slow and unattractive. Before, he was fooling around, but now he tied it himself.

Song Bai touched Yang Fan's cheek: "I like it, and I like the person who designed it even more."

"It's not so easy to let you go through the back door." Yang Fan made a face on purpose, staring at Song Bai and said, "It's useless to flatter you."

Song Bai put down the drawing and kissed him: "I gave you my heart, what more do you want?"

"..." Yang Fan froze and blinked, hehe, he really couldn't answer those words.

Yang Fan has already sent the blueprint to Su Yide. After dinner, he read the message and found that the old man replied. Yang Fan expressed his thoughts, he wanted to make a pair of rings and necklaces for couples.

Su Yide didn't say anything, but left a message to let him go to class when he was free.

Yang Fan couldn't figure it out, so he had to respond first. He tossed and turned on the bed at night and couldn't fall asleep. This is his first work, which is equivalent to his own eldest son. If the teacher denies it...

"Do you think the teacher thinks my design is not good-looking, but it is not passed."

Song Bai's biological clock has started to operate, which will strengthen his mental stability. Yang Fan: "How can you be dissatisfied? Your design is so beautiful. The moment I saw it, I had the urge to take it for myself."

"Just flatter you, your words contain too many subjective factors, it's not fair." Yang Fan pointed his butt at him angrily.

Song Bai stretched out his hand to pull him back into his arms, and laughed: "We'll talk about it tomorrow, stop thinking about it now, have you seriously designed it, how can someone as powerful as Mr. Su not be able to see it.

What he said was right, so Yang Fan closed his eyes and went to bed with anxiety, but he slept very lightly this night and felt uneasy.

On the second day, Su Yide read Yang Fan's design draft many times, and the sound of flipping through paper clattered Yang Fan's heart: "What's wrong, teacher?"

Dressed in a Tang suit, Su Yide stroked the Buddhist beads with one hand, looked at Yang Fan who was standing awkwardly in front of him, and said, "It's not easy for you to complete the Diancui craft by yourself." To put it bluntly, he is not very skilled. , The heart is good, but the technology can't bear it.

"You are just getting started. I suggest you take it slow. The craftsmanship is tedious and labor-intensive, not to mention hurting your body. Can you use the filigree inlay technique accurately now? Diancui is just an additional technique and must rely on the fine gold technique .Your object is small but it takes a long time to make it. You are a star, and you must know that the star effect is very powerful. Do you think it is enough to make 10 pieces?"

The humidity in Su Yide's studio has been kept very balanced. Yang Fan smelled the faint sandalwood fragrance and fell into thought: "Teacher, I understand."

"I didn't mean to hit you." Su Yide stopped moving his fingers and pressed the beads. Yang Fan understood too quickly, so did he really understand?

"Teacher, I know, I will make it for you to see in a few days."

As for selling, forget it. After talking with Su Yide, Yang Fan smoked a cigarette outside to calm down. He guessed that he had lived too many good times and thought everything was too good, which was simply too naive.

Yang Fan wiped out the cigarette butt. Although he was not hit hard, he still wanted to make it. He went home and shut himself in the bedroom for a whole day. The filigree needs to be twisted into filaments with gold or silver and then designed. , because there was no need to sell it, Yang Fan re-drawn a slightly larger artwork, and the decoration on the ring changed from a small flower to a three-dimensional peony flower. He has seen many ornaments with peony as the base. After all, peony It is the king of flowers. Since Diancui ornaments are not available to ordinary people, the identity of the user must be able to match the meaning of peony.

Yang Fan gestured at the twisted tire and wanted to inlay a pearl in the center of the peony, but it seemed too large to be suitable for making a ring. He thought for an hour as if after a protracted tug-of-war, he gave up and changed it to a headgear .

This modification was a waste of half a day's hard work, and the finished tires were thrown into the water and became waste silver.

Yang Fan looked at the rippling water surface and suddenly thought of what the teacher said, Su Yide was right, he is too immature now.

If it is really hot, you will not lose the face of the teacher when you go out, and you will be pointed at and scolded: What are you learning, and you dare to come out to shame yourself if you are at the level of a fool?

Anyway, I'm not in a good mood.

The smoke filled the chest without relief but aggravated his mood. He hadn't smoked for a long time and now he was not used to it. Yang Fan coughed and smoked and then opened the window to breathe while Song Bai didn't come home.

Song Bai could smell the smoke from the moment he got close to Yang Fan, and it lingered around the young man's mouth, the smell was very light.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Yang Fan's lips, looked at the fully open window and asked, "Smoked at home behind my back, right?"

"I just smoked one, it's not easy to smoke." Yang Fan wondered how the man smelled it, and talked about his failed entrepreneurial journey with a sluggish expression, hoping that he could comfort him.

In the end, Song Bai actually smiled, and said with some satisfaction, "Just make one."

"I still count on you to comfort me." Yang Fan pushed him angrily.

Hearing what Yang Fan said, Song Bai followed the arm that was about to leave and held his hand. It was still white yesterday, but now his fingers are red, and there are small wounds on the fingertips. Shaoxin was injured, he pursed his lips and looked at it with some unspeakable distress.

"You don't think your hand hurts. It's a pity that such a beautiful hand is injured. We are not short of money. I won't allow you to sell jewelry."

Yang Fan grinned instantly: "Then I won't do it, I won't do it."

If he said no, he would not do it. Yang Fan didn't touch any tools at night, and lay on the bed screaming for pain. When Song Bai saw him crying for pain, of course he took the initiative to help apply the medicine, but Yang Fan sat in his arms pitifully and said he was uncomfortable.

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

Yang Fan's eyes immediately twinkled with little stars, and slowly rubbed his indescribable parts: "Here, there."

After going back and forth a few times here and there, Song Bai's breath became very unstable, "Do you know what it means to be shy?"

"Huh?" Yang Fan grinned and blinked his right eye, "How do you write the word shy? I don't seem to know them."

"Yang Fan!" Song Bai gritted his teeth and called out in a low voice, then turned around and pushed him down on the bed.

After several rounds of doing this and that, and frying an old salted fish on both sides, Song Bai put his arms around the weak young man and asked, "Do you know what it means to be shy now?"

The young man nodded quickly, his head was buried under the quilt, only two eyes were exposed, but the eye sockets were still red, and he whispered, "Got it."

"You really know?"

Yang Fan was aggrieved with tears, and said hoarsely: "I really know."

After messing around at night, Yang Fan stayed in bed naked the next day, slept too much to sleep, took out his cell phone, and saw that it had run out of battery.

Whispering up and charging, just turn on.Xiao Zhou's text messages and calls came back again and again.

[Brother Fan, where are you! 】

[The program team said it will take pictures of you at home! 】

[Brother Fan!It's just these few days, please reply me quickly! 】

"What, there must be a script for this kind of thing, and it looks like it's at home. My house is so beautiful. Why do you want to shoot it for them?" Scratching his hair that hasn't grown yet, Yang Fan rubbed his eyes and went to open the door. It was noon. When he heard the doorbell ringing, what he subconsciously thought was: Didn't Song Bai bring the key today...

He casually put on a white shirt, looked down at his underwear, um.

"How did you..."

"Ah Yang Fan!"

"Fuck!" Yang Fan's eyes widened and he covered the key parts, "Who are you!"

"We are the filming team of "Back to Boyhood"."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Fan stared wide-eyed and was about to close the door, but the staff were not vegetarians and directly pushed against the door, while the photographer's lens kept shooting at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan yelled and cursed in his heart, turned around and ran upstairs, not to mention how embarrassing he was with his bare legs, he turned around to stop the photographer and said in horror: "No, I'll come and change clothes!"

"Ah, that one will not come or not."

At this time, the monitor of the youth class, the host, said mysteriously to the camera: "My God, Yang Fan's underwear is red!"

Yang Fan almost fainted when he heard the host's words upstairs, it was really unexpected.

Not long after, Xiao Zhou also rushed over, blocking the stairs on the second floor to prevent the filming crew from entering: "Brother Fan is usually busy on the first floor, so he will come down immediately."

Yang Fan's anger also faded a lot when he heard Xiao Zhou's words. He washed up and put on a sweater. The trousers were a bit difficult to put on, but fortunately, he put them on smoothly. He almost didn't cry when he moved a lot.

The atmosphere belonging to two people on the first floor is very little, and the style is biased/cold.

The host asked the photographer to turn off the camera first, and explained the content of the interview with Yang Fan.Yang Fan felt relieved when he heard that he didn't need to take pictures of the bedroom, "Sorry, I accidentally overslept today."

The host smiled shyly, and pointedly said: "It's okay, the most surprising thing is the surprise."

Yang Fan covered his face and gasped, it was a shame.

Because there are few scandals, there are not many gossips that can be interviewed, and most of them are commonplace topics. Yang Fan has no sense of restraint on the camera and is very relaxed. The host did not refuse when he asked to film his studio.

The studio is a remodeled bedroom, the one that Yang Runzhi and the others lived in.

The photographer took a picture of the office and some of Yang Fan's practice works. The host asked if he could take a picture of work. Yang Fan rubbed his fists and said no problem. He just wanted to work after eating and drinking.

There were still a lot of filaments that were ground last night, so Yang Fan took tweezers and started directly. As if there was no photographer, his expression became more and more focused.

"It takes a lot of concentration to do this."

Yang Fan smiled without looking sideways: "Yes, if you sit for a day, you may even forget to eat."

The largest layer of the peony flower gradually took shape in Yang Fan's hands. The photographer carried the camera forward, and the host also exclaimed: "So it is like this."

"Isn't it ugly?" Yang Fan showed it generously in front of the camera, his fingers were a little sore, he subconsciously twisted his hands, "This is the first step, and it will become perfect after layers of processing."

Unexpectedly, the action of massaging fingers attracted everyone's attention, and someone said: "Yang Fan, your hands are also injured by these injuries?"

"Not all." Yang Fan took his hand down and refused to let the photographer take pictures, but the host couldn't force it, so he simply asked a few words and returned to the living room.

Everyone sat together in the form of an interview, and the supporter was a familiar face in the circle. He was a little curious about Yang Fan: "I heard that you are also a hand model of Su's Jewelry Studio. If you do this, will it not affect your hands?"

Yang Fan looked very gentle with a smile on his face, and Danfeng's eyes were raised with a bit of surprise: "I don't rely on my hands to eat, so I don't mind it so much, and the teacher said that sometimes things with a little flaw look better, isn't there a Venus with a broken arm hahaha .”

"It makes sense, but what I'm curious about is why you didn't let the camera shoot? In fact, we're just curious." The host never forgot to remind them that there was no malice.

Yang Fan lowered his head and smiled, stretched out his hand to look around twice and said, "I don't think there's anything good to shoot. Beginners must suffer a little bit. It's a suffering that should be suffered. It's not good to use it for consumption. I don't want to Let other people have some other ideas."

"You are very careful."

"It's not too careful, it's just that the praise during the final exam is what students like the most." Yang Fan said and took people to the sun room that he was proud of, and declared in advance that he would not shoot the second floor, which was agreed by everyone But when they got to the second floor, the people in the program team felt deep regret. The second floor is a home and a home with two people.

Whether it's the newspaper or glasses on the coffee table, or a suit that is obviously much bigger on the hanger, if they are broadcast together, it will be exclusive news, and the ratings and topics will definitely soar!

Too bad these are fantasies.

Yang Fan watered Song Bai's precious flower, saw that the strawberry that had been brutally murdered by Jia Wen had now spread to the second plant, and winked at everyone, "This is the mysterious place that everyone has been curious about." People always ask what it is on the Internet. The place is so beautiful, he replied many times that it was his home but it was all taken as a joke.

The host looked casually and saw the calligraphy works in front of the small desk. He pointed the camera: "Yang Fan, your calligraphy is also very beautiful." The brushwork is both vigorous and gentle, and the vigor and vigor are so vivid that it is eye-catching.

After getting Yang Fan's permission, he flipped through a few sheets, and saw dozens of 'Yang Fan' written on several sheets of rice paper, so he joked: "You like writing your name so much."

Yang Fan looked at the host, and the rice paper waved in the opponent's hand forced him to approach, and the fonts used on each paper were different, so he put it at the bottom with a dry smile: "I wrote it before."

He didn't notice it all the time.

It didn't take long from the start to the end of the filming. Yang Fan was relieved to send the program team out. Xiao Zhou kept laughing and now fell on the sofa and complained: "It's gone."

"I should have checked my phone earlier." Yang Fan was annoyed.

"Brother Fan, they insisted on filming your home, so I had no choice but to ask Miss K... But the program team promises not to reveal your address."

"It's okay, just a little caught off guard." Yang Fan recalled the scene of being photographed in his underwear and wanted to slap himself twice. Thinking about it with his toes, he knew that this scene would definitely not be cut.

Xiao Zhou hasn't arrived yet, so I don't know what Yang Fan is worried about. It's weird to see him smiling bitterly for a while.

I joined the program group the next day, and the recording location was Xitang, one of the birthplaces of ancient Wuyue culture.

As a special guest, the task is to set up difficulties for the five stars who are going through the adventure, and break through the level together in the final stage.

After all, they were only special guests, so the filming was very fast. In the evening, Yang Fan and five people ate Xitang specialties in the open air. Among the five stars, two were former superstars, and one had already won the Best Actor award more than ten years ago. Another old Shu Fengchun's career has risen in recent years and he has won an actor. Yang Fan's performance is quite satisfactory, which is exactly the attitude that a newcomer should have.

"Next we're going to play Truth or Dare." Yang Fan opened the envelope and slowly announced the request of the program group.

After speaking, a staff member put a turntable on the table, and the person who rolled the dice the most will turn the turntable, and whoever turns it will answer the questions that appear on the turntable. The program group adopts the method of interacting with netizens, so they will also use questions from netizens .

However, the questions in the cardboard box are generally well known by several people, and all the answers will be thought out in advance. Yang Fan sat on the sidelines and watched them go around.

The first one is the actor Liang Hui, who is old in spring, looks like he is 30 years old, not like someone in his 40s or 50s at all.

The unlucky one was another actress, and the question was asked by netizens [What do you think is the most embarrassing thing? 】The actress immediately showed embarrassment, and said under the booing of everyone: "When I first debuted, I took a scene, saying that I was the second female lead, and then I joined the group that day, and I recited the script and put on the costumes. But only halfway through the filming in front of the camera, the recorder asked me to come down, saying that there was a more suitable actor, and that actor was more popular than me. When we passed each other, my tears came out immediately. At that time, I felt very wronged when I was young. It's nothing to think about now."

Yang Fan silently watched the actress shed tears, and then several people around went up to comfort her. There was nothing he could do, but handed her a tissue to wipe her nose.

It was a very warm thing at first, but no one thought that the actress' arm blocked Yang Fan's hand, and she moved aside as if disgusted.

Yang Fan was stunned on the spot, his eyes widened suddenly, and the people around the actress also stared at him blankly.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was startled when someone suddenly appeared behind me, so I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yang Fan, please forgive me." The actress said with her hands together and sincerely apologized, and the people around her were also booing, so The tense atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant.

Yang Fan picked up the facial tissue from the ground and put it back into his pocket, and said with a smile, "It's all right."

After finishing speaking, everyone continued to play. I don't know if it was an accident or...Yang Fan glanced at the director's face calmly, and punished himself with a glass of beer according to the regulations: "You smoke, what's the problem."

"Ah, how about we smoke this?"

"This is great!"

The actor beside him also suppressed his smile: "This is not suitable."

No matter how inappropriate you have to ask.

"Yang Fan, some fans asked if the color of your underwear is really bright red~"

Deliberately prolonging the sound will create a mysterious feeling. Yang Fan propped his chin with one hand and smiled, a small canine tooth was exposed. His skin is already fair, and when he is shy, his whole face will turn red. This will be white. The long and narrow phoenix eyes with pink eyes narrowed slightly, and they were actually prettier than the female stars under the camera. He covered his mouth and said in a muffled voice, "Really."

There was bursts of laughter from the crowd, and a celebrity even teased that he wanted to take off Yang Fan's pants: "Come on, let's verify it."

"Oh no, I'm so sorry." He smiled and tried to block it, but you want to win with one against five?nonexistent.

The trousers were parted a little bit to reveal a bright red color, and Yang Fan shyly covered his trousers, no matter how he tried to hide.

Fortunately, those people didn't go too far, so they accepted it as soon as they saw it.

After the filming ended, Yang Fan's face was still red, and he wanted to tear Song Bai into pieces. Why did he dress him in bright red yesterday, huh?

Now everyone knew that Yang Fan was wearing bright red underwear!

On the way to leave, he felt that Xiao Zhou was laughing at him. Yang Fan took a deep breath and stopped: "Xiao Zhou, don't laugh."

"Brother Hei Fan, tell me." Seeing that Yang Fan had something to say, Xiao Zhou tried his best to hold back his laughter, and his gaze stayed on the other's buttocks for a while.

Yang Fan's mind is now full of the scene of beating Song Bai to the ground, but he still has to say what needs to be said. It took him half a minute to clench his fist and then release it.

"Don't tell me if there are any more programs like this in the future, I won't accept any of them."

"Hey Fan, you did a great job today. Everyone likes you very much." Xiao Zhou didn't understand why Yang Fan suddenly became angry. After the filming, the upsurge of netizens exceeded the expectations of their director team, but I was just a small assistant and couldn't speak, so why did I get black face before I said it.

Yang Fan's heart sank, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a half-smile, more like a sarcasm.

"No reason, I just don't answer."

"Brother Fan, it's really going to be popular. The ratings of every episode of "Back to Boyhood" are very high, and your voice is also the highest among all the stars, even defeating the fairy sister in the hearts of netizens..." Knowing that Yang Fan doesn't love Hearing others compare him to a woman, Xiao Zhou automatically silenced himself, and he still hasn't quit the chat with the director.

"I'll take this episode, don't ask me for similar ones next time." Yang Fan said, "I can't play this kind of watery game." The smile is too fake, causing the lips to freeze, and the surprise will bring To be a surprise, it will also make the scripted reality show look more real, but he doesn't like it.

There was a lot of buzz about the reality show on the Internet, but the protagonist was doing handicrafts at home. The previous trailer was cut out, and the program team promoted the name of the official spokesperson of Su's Jewelry. Yang Fan took a few glances at 80.00% of them The scene when I let myself filigree.

After counting the days and rest, he was holding Song Bai's old enamel cup and began to watch the leading trailer of "Old State" repeatedly. As a male second-level character, he was going to the film's release conference. There should be 5 people on that day actor.

Yang Fan simply sent a text message to Du Nan asking for the detailed time.

Du Nan professionally cheated his father and leaked his words: "My little dad said it will be released in the summer."

"It seems that I guessed it right." Yang Fan sipped his tea and couldn't help humming. On the other side, he received a message from Xiao Zhou.

At present, there are 4 steps to find him, one movie, and three TV series.

This amount seems to be a bit much, Yang Fan was stunned and didn't even know that the water glass was spilled, he hurriedly cleaned the sofa, and asked Xiao Zhou to send the script first.

There are many books but the quality levels are not uniform. Just to say that two of these three TV dramas are unacceptable. The plot is bloody and a bit of a bossy style, and the other is an urban romance. The actors are all acting online. familiar face.

Yang Fan slumped himself on the sofa, with a pen between his nose and mouth, his fingers curled up and he moved the mouse on the movie.

The film wants to show the bustling city of Shanghai in the 80s through the eyes of a small person. It can be said to be a biography, telling how Chen Bing turned from facing life with high morale to disappointment, and finally knelt on the street begging in despair.

Chen Bing used to be rich, he fell in love with a singing girl, but the singing girl disliked Chen Bing's background, stole all the money and ran away with a rich second generation.Chen Bing went after her and got a broken leg. This woman was his lifelong hatred.

Chen Bing later fell in love with Xiaocui, the daughter of the stall owner above. Xiaocui has a cheerful personality like a lark. In her world, everything is good and carefree. When Chen Bing looks at her, he thinks of a beautiful blueprint for the future, and he There is Xiaocui in the future.

But Xiaocui's father looked down on Chen Bing, who was poor and white, so he married Xiaocui to a boss as his third concubine.

Later, Xiaocui was forced to death by two wives, so the last glimmer of light in Chen Bing's heart disappeared.

Yang Fan was shocked when he read this script, because he had never seen such a bold director. This film has no "money prospects" at first glance, and the investment is also a small cost, but it is the director who makes him hesitate. The director is Mao Liang.

When Yang Fan was 30 years old, the comedy "The Benefactor" directed by Mao Xiaoliang won the annual box office champion in China, and the next year's feature film broke the domestic box office record. In the same year, he served as the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala. Everyone called Mao Xiaoliang a ghost , His films all have an atmosphere that echoes the background of that era, and his solid art skills also make his visual aesthetics unique.

It is a challenge for Yang Fan to cooperate with such a director.

His silence was hesitant to Xiao Zhou, so she quickly reminded: "Brother Fan, we can pick it up together, but you will be busy."

Listening to the voice, Yang Fan walked to the window and looked at the beautiful sky stained by the setting sun.

"I heard that Li Yixin has filmed 6 films in half a year, but we will be busy, but there are so many films, Brother Fan, didn't you say that you need to rely on your works to speak, this is an opportunity."

Yang Fan walked back and forth by the window for several times before picking up his phone and said calmly, "You mean, let me play?"