In order to survive, I became a heartthrob

Luo Chengyi was discussing with Xiang Qiuyang about posing, when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a tall figure walking into the studio.

He immediately turned his head and widened his eyes slightly, "Brother Zheng?!"

He Muzheng's eyes were fixed on Luo Chengyi's body, and he nodded after his Adam's apple moved slightly, "I'm passing by here, I'll come in to see you."

Immediately, he turned his gaze to Xiang Qiuyang next to him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

For some reason, Luo Chengyi felt a little embarrassed, "Then..."

Before he could say anything, Xiang Qiuyang said suddenly, "Xiao Yi, this is about to be filmed."

"Oh, good." Luo Chengyi turned his head and glanced at He Muzheng again. Seeing that He Muzheng was standing behind the camera, he had no intention of leaving, so he thought about talking to He Muzheng after the filming was over.

Once you start working, you have to start with the best condition, so when the filming started, Luo Chengyi immediately put away his extra thoughts.

The young master of the Republic of China and the warlord have opposing positions, but they also cherish each other. Luo Chengyi and Xiang Qiuyang should not only show a tit-for-tat feeling, but also have the appearance of being involved and admiring each other.

In the process of filming, it is natural that physical contact and eye contact are indispensable.

He Muzheng knew that this was inevitable. If it was filming, there would be more unacceptable things than this, but seeing it with his own eyes...he kept controlling his breath, but the feeling in his heart became more and more unspeakable.

It would be great if I could keep this person in front of me by my side so that he can't go anywhere, can't be contacted by anyone, and only have myself in my eyes.

Suddenly realizing what he was thinking, He Muzheng clenched his fists violently, his chest rose and fell, and he took a deep breath, only then barely suppressed the ulterior desire in his heart.

"Brother Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

He Muzheng was startled, and looked up to find Luo Chengyi running over.

"I saw that your complexion was not very good just now."

"Little Yi..."

Luo Chengyi hummed, tilted his head and looked at He Muzheng, and suddenly said: "Brother Zheng, why don't you wait for me outside, this set is almost over, I'll go find you later."

He Muzheng looked at Luo Chengyi, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Luo Chengyi's chin, "I'll wait for you right here."

There will be a day to adapt.

"Oh, okay." Luo Chengyi didn't say much, seeing that the filming was about to start again, he hurried back

The red gown flew up, like a bird about to leave the nest, spreading its wings freely, and one day it will soar in the blue sky.

Looking back at Qiuyang, the military cap had already been taken off, holding it in one hand, he lowered his head and stroked the wide brim of the hat, his eyes were deep.

As expected, this group of shooting ended very soon, Luo Chengyi wanted to leave, but was stopped by Xiang Qiuyang.

"Xiao Yi, don't you want to change into another outfit?"

"I'm going to talk to Brother Zheng for a while, and I'll change it soon."

Xiang Qiuyang smiled, "It seems that you have a much better relationship with him."

Luo Chengyi didn't know what to reply, so he could only smile.

Watching Luo Chengyi walk away, he turned around to Qiuyang, the smile on his face completely disappeared, at this moment, the assistant ran over with his mobile phone, just about to speak, but seeing the look on Xiang Qiuyang's face, suddenly I froze in fright.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Qiuyang eased his emotions before asking.

The assistant said cautiously: "It's Brother Rui calling, saying there's something to do."

"Yeah." Xiang Qiuyang took the phone, found a secluded corner, and called Feng Rui back.

"Qiuyang, do you still remember Qi Shanshan?" Feng Rui cut to the chase.

Xiang Qiuyang paused while holding the phone, "Remember, what happened to her?"

While talking, Xiang Qiuyang clamped the phone between his face and shoulders, found a cigarette and a lighter, and lit it in his mouth. The smoke rose up, making his face even more blurred.

The female makeup artist passing by saw Xiang Qiuyang leaning against the corner, holding the mobile phone in one hand, taking the cigarette out of her mouth with the other, and tapped it twice between her index finger and middle finger. talk.

But before he walked in, he was fixed in place by Xiang Qiuyang's light eyes, and then turned around and left in a hurry.

"What happened when you and Qi Shanshan were filming "Heavenly Immortal"?" Feng Rui hesitated and said, "Now Qi Shanshan has been looking for you, and she has found me."

"Just ignore her." Xiang Qiuyang replied lightly.

"Are you sure? She seems a little crazy." Feng Rui couldn't help reminding.

Xiang Qiuyang sneered, "Then tell her, if she dares to do something, she will lose more than that."

"alright."

After Feng Rui hung up the phone, Xiang Qiuyang didn't move, the smoke on his finger was slowly burning, he looked at the smoke, recalled that he was deceived and used by Qi Shanshan in his previous life, and a ruthless light flashed in his eyes.

Reaching out to touch his throat, he has never been dumbed down in this life, and he doesn't want to be in touch with music-related things anymore, as long as he thinks about things related to that woman, he feels sick.

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"Brother Zheng, this is..."

Luo Chengyi stood next to He Muzheng, and in front of him was an empty practice room with mirrors on both sides and a resting place on the other side. The floor was smooth and had a texture to step on.

"Didn't you say that there are many people in the company's practice room before? Couldn't it be scheduled?" He Muzheng pulled Luo Chengyi into it, "This is the practice room I found for you, you can come here whenever you want."

Luo Chengyi opened his mouth, "You found it for me?"

"Well, do you like it?" He Muzheng turned around and asked.

Luo Chengyi pursed his lips, "Brother Zheng, thank you, but forget it, use the practice room you found for me, this is too..."

"Xiao Yi, don't you like it?" He Muzheng didn't expect to get this answer, his smile froze on his face, he looked at Luo Chengyi's expression, "I'll find you a practice room, aren't you happy?"

Luo Chengyi shook his head: "It's not that he's unhappy, it's just that it's inappropriate."

What is their relationship, why should he use the practice room that He Muzheng found, how could he accept it with peace of mind.

But to be honest, when I heard that this practice room was specially found for him by He Muzheng, and because of a sentence he replied on WeChat, He Muzheng remembered it in my heart...

It would be a lie to say that it is not touched.

He almost forgot that sentence, but he just complained, because he had to practice his homework recently, and he was too busy to make people irritated, so he wanted to confide.

"Brother Zheng, do you understand what I mean?" Luo Chengyi watched He Muzheng remain silent, and couldn't help but speak cautiously, "Don't be unhappy, I just feel..."

"I made it difficult for you." He Muzheng sighed, turned his head slightly, and looked somewhere in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, "I really don't know how to like someone, and how to treat someone well."

"No, Brother Zheng..."

"Xiao Yi, do you know what I was thinking when I watched your filming just now?"

He Muzheng looked down at his hands, "I want to lock you up, and I don't want you to touch anyone. It would be great if the only person you can touch is me."

Luo Chengyi froze, staring at He Muzheng blankly, not knowing what to say.

He Muzheng looked at Luo Chengyi, seeing his expression, he smiled wryly.

"I lied to you about one thing. In fact, the reason why my father wanted to kill me was that he thought I was the culprit who killed my mother. He thought that if it wasn't for my mother to protect me, he wouldn't have jumped off the second floor."

"This man was pathologically possessive of my mother, which eventually killed her, and he will not repent at all."

"I actually had this thought just now, wanting to occupy you..." Clenching his hands tightly, He Muzheng didn't look at Luo Chengyi, his voice hoarse with pain, "Will I also become like my father?" ?”

After the words fell, He Muzheng was suddenly hugged.

"Brother Zheng, don't be afraid."

Luo Chengyi patted He Muzheng's back, and a hint of distress flashed in his eyes, "You won't, look, you've told me now, isn't it because you don't want to hurt me?"

How could such a person panic like this just because of a single thought, become like his father.

Luo Chengyi hugged his arms even tighter, holding He Muzheng's back: "Brother Zheng, don't be afraid."

He Muzheng couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you coaxing the child? Besides hugging, do you also need to hold it high?"

Luo Chengyi raised his head in embarrassment, "Then how can I coax you?"

"Kiss me." He Muzheng tapped Luo Chengyi's lips, his voice became even hoarse, "If you kiss me on your own initiative, I will be happy for several days."

Luo Chengyi: "..."

Silently letting go of his arms, Luo Chengyi expressed with practical actions, don't get cheap and act good.

At this time, Ning Zian sent a text message, asking Luo Chengyi to go back and prepare to continue filming.

He Muzheng sent Luo Chengyi to the studio, and when Luo Chengyi was about to go in, he took his arm, put his head close to Luo Chengyi's ear, and whispered something.

"Xiao Yi, you can feel sorry for me, but don't sympathize with me. You know, this is not what I want."

After finishing speaking, He Muzheng patted Luo Chengyi's head, turned and left.

Luo Chengyi rubbed his face and walked in, raised his head to see Xiang Qiuyang, glanced to the side, and couldn't help frowning, "Brother Xiang, how many cigarettes have you smoked?"

The ashtray above the trash can was full of cigarette butts.

Xiang Qiuyang extinguished the cigarette in his hand, stared at Luo Chengyi's face, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yi, why is your face so red?"

Luo Chengyi touched his face, "Is there any?"

The dresser next to him was asking them to change clothes, Luo Chengyi greeted Xiang Qiuyang, and hurried over.

Xiang Qiuyang followed with lowered eyes, the darkness in his eyes was suppressed, and no one saw it.

The third set of shooting was in the medieval style. Luo Chengyi took the clothes that needed to be changed, looked at them for a moment, and asked in doubt: "Why does this suit look like a vampire?"

There is even a cloak behind him?

The costumer smiled and said, "Yes, it's the vampire costume, but Xiao Yi, you got it wrong, this suit belongs to Brother Xiang."

"Then what is mine? Is it also a vampire?" Luo Chengyi asked curiously.

"No, it's this one." The costumer took out a medieval style white shirt, with a different smile on his face, "You are the one who was bitten by a vampire."

"Uh." Luo Chengyi took the shirt, and finally felt that something was wrong, "Where are the pants?"

"No pants."

Luo Chengyi immediately widened his eyes, "That won't work..."

At this time, Xiang Qiuyang walked in, "Why don't you wear pants?"

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