I take Meng 1 script to guide the old attack of abstinence [Transmigration Book]

In the evening, the study room of the villa.

"Zhong Yanci's audition will be next weekend." Tan Yi handed all 6 paper scripts of "Sleeping Seagull" to Jiang Yang, and he gave him the electronic version before.

Jiang Yang took it, he was stupefied for a moment, and then his eyes widened in surprise in the next second: "Zhong Yanci? That big director who is so obsessed?"

"Speak well." Hearing this word, Tan Yi frowned, not being used to uncivilized language.

"Sorry." Jiang Yang said casually, still in a state of bewilderment.

Although he hadn't lived in the world of books before, but during this period of time, he has a good understanding of some powerful bigwigs in the industry.

In the circle of directors, he has heard of all the famous ones, among which Zhong Yanci is the one he hears the most.

This great director has always only followed his own wishes in casting roles, and never bowed to the capital. When filming, he has stricter requirements on actors, and even the actor like Qin Yue has been educated by him.

And before that, he had never heard of this famous director having a precedent of using a newcomer.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yang pulled up a chair and sat down, resting his chin and looking at Tan Yi: "Mr. President, I heard that Director Zhong is a weirdo, and the chances of audition are very tight. How did you get him?"

Tan Yi opened his handbag, clicked out the information handcuffed on it, and pushed it in front of the person, "He watched your video."

Jiang Yang froze, his expression froze for a moment.

He didn't know when Tan Yi prepared that resume and video, and the attached life photo was a big photo of him surfing when they were on vacation.It's beautiful, and the angles are well chosen.

His heart was beating powerfully at that moment, as if it had flowed into a warm ocean current, and a small whirlpool appeared in his heart.

"You went to find him yourself, didn't you? For me?" Jiang Yang raised his eyes again, his eyes were like a clear spring, reflecting the shadow of the other party, and there was also something different.

He didn't expect that with Tan Yi's identity and principles, he would do such a thing for him, which is incredible.

He heard no answer to the question.No answer means default.

After being silent for a long time, Jiang Yang slowly raised one corner of his lips, raised his tail slightly, and said: "Mr. President, you have become different from before. Have you fallen in love with me?"

While speaking, he reached forward with his hand resting on the table, put his fingertips against Tan Yi's fingertips, and slid a few times gently, with the fingertips sticking to the fingertips.

The two temperatures suddenly touched together, and he felt that Tan Yi's hand was visibly stiff for a moment.Move away quickly in the next second, keeping a certain distance away from him.

"You have a week to prepare for the audition. Wang Peng will help you contact the doctoral supervisor of the Acting Department of the Academy of Drama." Tan Yi jumped away, avoided his gaze, and spoke quickly.

……

The background of the story of "Sleeping Seagull" is in an agent training base called "Seagull".It tells the story of a rebellious boy and a healing girl who support each other in a difficult agent training environment, and experience life, death, joys and sorrows and love together.

The male protagonist is gifted, born with different pupils, and has eyesight and hearing several times better than ordinary people, so he was secretly targeted by the "Seagull" spy organization.When he was 12 years old, the boss of the organization forcibly took him back to the Seagull base to be trained as an agent.

The male protagonist is rebellious and unruly, and hates restraint extremely. When he was first brought back to the Seagull base, he went on a rampage like a fierce horse. The boss couldn't take it anymore and raised his gun to kill him. At that moment, his hand was held down by his 14-year-old adopted daughter.

Later, he discovered that his adopted daughter, the hostess, seemed to have a good impression of this boy. He was locked up several times, and it was she who secretly delivered medicine and water.

Later, accompanied by the heroine, the hero finally compromised, stayed at the base, and became an excellent agent.

The two walked through their youth together, and quietly developed a throbbing love for each other on the road of growth and maturity.

Later, during a mission, they were trapped in a dilapidated mountain hut due to a typhoon. That night, they talked to each other and completed the transformation from boys and girls to men and women.

They decided to find a suitable opportunity to leave the secret service base together and live a normal life.Back at the base, two months later, one day the female lead suddenly sent a message to the male lead—a temporary mission, let’s go first, don’t read it.

Afterwards, the heroine came back again, but her attitude became more and more indifferent, avoiding the heroine, and even refusing to be intimate.By chance, the hero finally discovered the secret. This person is not the original heroine, but her bionic person.

The male protagonist suspected that the boss was playing tricks, so he came to ask him for someone, but the boss told him bluntly that the agent is a creature without emotion, and being emotional is a big taboo, and he will never see the person he loves again, and then he showed him a picture Thin paper, that is the heroine's last secret.It was this piece of paper that completely awakened the beast in his heart that had been sleeping for a long time...

At the beginning, Jiang Yang spent an afternoon reading the script, and after reading it, his mood was sour, with an indescribable feeling.In the middle and latter part of the plot, the twists and turns began, sunshine and haze, heaven and mud, pain and love, forbearance and outburst, all kinds of complex emotions intertwined and spewed out, like countless steel needles, piercing people's hearts carefully.

The story is not a tragedy, but there are still regrets in the ending. There are climaxes within climaxes, and reversals within reversals.

In the next few days, Jiang Yang would spend a morning every day going to the Ph.D. supervisor of the Acting Department of M University. Although he had his own acting skills from the original world, he still humbly asked for advice, and discussed with the Ph.D. The strength released and the sense of layering it should have.

The safe Wang Peng secretly asked the doctoral supervisor twice on behalf of the big boss. He asked Jiang Yang if he was malleable and if he had the possibility of acting.

The Ph.D supervisor was very surprised that he would ask such a question, and told him at the same time: Jiang Yang was too wronged to use the word "possibility" to describe it. Look, this young boy is very talented and spiritual, and will be a good actor in the future.

Wang Peng reported this to Tan Yi truthfully. The big boss was still indifferent and could not see any change in emotion, but he made an exception that night and did not ask the senior management to work overtime. This was absolutely impossible at the end of previous years.

……

There was a little snowflakes in the sky on Saturday, it was rare for Tan Yi to go to the company, and he gave himself a day off. In the afternoon, Jiang Yang pushed open the door of the study and walked in. Tan Yi was looking at some documents in front of the computer at this time.

He went and sat down, resting his chin on his arms.

"What's the matter?" Tan Yi turned his head, glanced at him, then looked back and continued to stare at the screen.

"In the audition tomorrow afternoon, the director will definitely ask me to show off my strength on the spot. I haven't fought in a long time, so you can practice with me."

Tan Yi paused, and sat on the chair without moving: "Isn't there an AI sparring partner in the fitness area on the first floor?"

"That sucks. It's useless." Jiang Yang waved his hands again and again, and tugged at Tan Yi's sleeves, shaking them slightly, "My lord president, stay with me."

This was said softly, like a docile lamb, it was really hard for people to refuse.

Tan Yi glanced at the position of his lower right rib, and glanced at him: "Are you okay?"

"Hey, it's a man who can't say no." Jiang Yang noticed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to press on the ribs, "Don't worry, the little injury of the broken bone will be healed soon. Now my ribs are broken and big rocks are gone." no problem."

"..." Tan Yi hesitated a little, thought for a moment, and then nodded: "You go down first, I will change clothes."

"What?" Jiang Yang bent his eyes, made a kiss, and smiled softly, "You are so kind."

Speaking of which, ever since he knew that Tan Yi also knew martial arts and boxing techniques, he thought that one day he would be able to fight him once.Confrontation is the romance among men, and the most intense sparks will be created only when strong forces collide.

Ten minutes later, Tan Yi changed into sportswear and walked into the fitness area. Hearing footsteps, Jiang Yang raised his eyes and turned to look over.

The moment his eyes fell on the man, he was stunned. This was the first time he saw Tan Yi dressed so "slightly".

The CEO is very conservative on weekdays. Even in the island before, he wore casual clothes with long trousers and long sleeves, just like an Arabian woman in black gauze, afraid of showing her flesh.

Right now strip yourself so clean—sleeveless sports tank top, shorts.The exposed muscles are beautiful in shape, plump but not exaggerated, the waistline is slender and straight, the shoulders are strong and smooth, and the long legs are slender and straight, full of masculine strength and vigorous hormonal breath.

Such a handsome and stunning posture made Jiang Yang's eyes straighten, his throat rolled up and down, and he couldn't help feeling a moment of trance.He jumped off the fitness equipment with a "swish" and strode up to the man.

"Can I touch you?" He looked at Tan Yi with elk-like eyes, and then his eyes slid down, wandering around the tight and beautiful chest.

"No." Tan Yi refused decisively.

"I just want to feel your hardness." Jiang Yang expected that the other party would not agree, but he couldn't help poking his upper arm muscles, nodded and said, "You are harder and bigger than me, It feels better than mine."

Hearing this, Tan Yi twisted his heart a bit. Although he knew that he was referring to muscles, he felt that this was awkward no matter how he heard it.He closed his eyes and switched to other topics: "How do you fight."

Jiang Yang regained his composure, raised his head and said, "Anything is fine, Muay Thai, Sanda, Chinese martial arts, whatever you do, I just want to find the feeling."

"En." Tan Yi nodded, walked to the console, and put on a pair of thin palm protectors.Afterwards, the two walked to the open center of the field and separated a few steps.

Jiang Yang pulled his lips, raised his hand and made a salutation: "Master President, don't hold back my subordinates. Although you are taller than me, I may not be unable to defeat you."

He was confident in his strength, and thought he couldn't even beat his own wife, so would that make sense?

Tan Yi didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the young man in front of him. He was wearing a black sports vest, and his shoulder-length hair was tied in a small braid behind his head, completely exposing his slender neck.The arms and shoulders are covered with a thin layer of muscles, well-proportioned and beautiful, the tight sports shorts stretch out the perfect waist-hip curve, and the beautiful long legs seem to have their own magnetic field, attracting his attention.

He swallowed, looked away, and nodded slightly at him.In the next second, Jiang Yang threw a high-sweeping kick with a whistling wind, and slashed directly at his shoulder.

Tan Yi turned sideways and retreated quickly, nimbly avoiding this strong and arrogant kick.Jiang Yang, who had missed the kick, turned around and made another backspin, heading straight to the opponent's ear.

This time, he was blocked by Tan Yi raising his arm.

Jiang Yang's white dangling legs were spinning and dancing in front of his eyes. Although those legs were slender, their attack power was domineering and fierce.This surprised Tan Yi a little.

His small body actually has such a lot of energy.

The two circled for a few minutes, Jiang Yang gasped a little, wiped the sweat from his hair, and whistled frivolously: "Mr. President, are you reluctant to hit me?"

Judging from the contest just a few minutes ago, Tan Yi was mostly on the defensive and rarely took the initiative to attack.

And Jiang Yang's legs are extremely fast, and his previous attacks can be hit with precision, but when it comes to Tan Yi, his advantage does not seem to be so obvious.

It's not that the kick was inaccurate, the main reason is that Tan Yi reacted too quickly and his judgment was extremely strong. He missed several times in a row.

Tan Yi looked at him without speaking, a few drops of sweat from his forehead slid down his sharp jawline and landed on the concave collarbone, faintly refracting two transparent water marks.

Jiang Yang's gaze followed the water mark, and he felt that this scene seemed to have some kind of strong attraction for him.

Wet hair, slightly parted lips, dripping sweat...

The combination of these elements is so subtle.

He tossed his hair, closed his eyes, and waved a reassembled image out of his mind.

At this time, Tan Yi suddenly started to attack, caught off guard and swung a straight punch, Jiang Yang was taken aback, subconsciously dodged, and wanted to block it with a horizontal kick, but because he disturbed his mood before, he kicked in the wrong direction, the man's fist rubbed Watching the inner edge of his leg sweep past, the feeling is simply amazing.

Although the opponent controlled the strength of his fist after realizing it, at that moment, Jiang Yang's heart and body still provoked an unprecedented panic.

That feeling is hard to describe in words.

His heart was beating violently a few times, and even he could hear the "dong dong" sound.When he looked at Tan Yi again, he felt that his heart seemed to be slowly filled with something, which was warm, throbbing, unprecedented, and would soon overflow from the apex of his heart.

In a daze, Tan Yi threw another high whip kick straight at his shoulder. After reacting, Jiang Yang immediately retreated to avoid it.Unexpectedly, Tan Yi blocked with an elbow, which caused his unrecovered leg to deviate instantly, his foot slipped, and his body fell backwards unexpectedly.

Jiang Yang secretly said in his heart that it was bad, he didn't care if it hurt or not, but it was true that it was so embarrassing.

Doesn't this mean that he is really going to lose to his wife?

Just as he was struggling with which posture to fall to the ground to hold his respect a little bit, a pair of warm arms suddenly firmly supported his waist, pulling him back forcefully.

Jiang Yang froze, his mind went blank for a moment.

The man in front of him was so close that he could even count the fine beads of sweat on his forehead.The two breaths intertwined and collided, exchanging each other's temperature between the nostrils.

The afterglow of the setting sun came in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, coating Tan Yi's black hair with a light layer of bright gold, and carefully rendering that handsome face and body curves like an oil painting.

The sexy and magnetic bass floated out of his mouth, gently pulling Jiang Yang's sensitive nerves: "Be careful."

Those few words, that tone of voice were covered with a layer of tenderness, as if he had never heard him say that before.

Jiang Yang's expression froze for a moment, as if everything around him was still, and the close silhouette was projected on the white wall in the afterglow, outlining an intimate silhouette for the two of them.

This ambiguous posture lasted for two seconds. It was Tan Yi who came back to his senses first. He stood up straight, looked away from Jiang Yang's face, and let go of his body with his arms.

He swallowed unnaturally, and just about to turn around, suddenly, Jiang Yang in front of him jumped onto him unexpectedly, and climbed onto his body like a little koala.Arms around his neck, legs on his waist.

"!!!"

Tan Yi's heart beat fast in an instant, and his body couldn't help becoming stiff. This operation came so suddenly that his breathing seemed to be stagnant.

Dazed for two seconds, he swayed on the spot, his posture very much like the Whomping Willow in Hogwarts: "You, who told you to come up, come down for me." He whispered, his tongue twitched a little in his panic. Knot.

"No!" Jiang Yang hugged Tan Yi tightly, his cheeks were hot and his heart was beating wildly.

At this moment, a certain emotion in the chest seems to have reached a peak and is about to burst out.

"You, what do you look like. Go down."

"No down! No down, no down, no down!"

"You..." Tan Yi's body tensed and stiffened. Facing the rascal koala hanging from his waist, he couldn't beat him, scold him, and had nothing to do with him.

When he was extremely entangled, suddenly, his neck felt hot, and then he heard Jiang Yang whispering in his ear: "What should I do, Mr. President. I seem to like you..."