Star Chaser [Entertainment]

When the crew was rushing to work, the actors used practical actions to explain why they wake up earlier than chickens and sleep later than dogs.The night scene of the previous night was filmed at 01:30, and it was already past two o'clock after I went back to wash and tidy up.I didn't sleep long in bed, and at five o'clock, I had to get up again to go to the crew to put on makeup.It's not exaggerated news that many actors fall asleep while putting on makeup.

Fortunately, Ai Changle has just fulfilled his greatest wish in life, and now his whole body is refreshed, and he doesn't feel sleepy at all.

"Finally I can say good night to you openly, hehe~" He added an emoji of a little fat boy covering his mouth and giggling after this sentence.

Wen Qing replied immediately: "I've seen it all the time before."

Ai Changle knowingly asked: "What?"

Wen Qing saw that he was naughty, so she sent a voice message instead: "There is a person who texts me goodnight at 11:30 every day, and often brings a short joke. Why doesn't he accept it after sending it?"

The lethality of speech and text is not the same, especially Wen Qing's deep and melodious voice, like an accordion that travels through time and space and sounds on the shore of Lake Baikal, it is not as crisp as the piano, nor as ethereal as the flute, but every part of the voice can be blown away. Heartstrings are general, numb.

Ai Changle listened to the speaker first, and then listened to the earpiece again. She was so ashamed that she immediately shrank into the bed, her face was flushed, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"Then you saw it, why didn't you come back?"

Ring, ring, ring—

Wen Qing called directly.

Ai Changle picked it up: "Why? Still not sleeping?"

Wen Qing sat leaning against the head of the bed, tapped lightly with his backhand on the wall connected to Ai Changle, two extremely low bangs, but enough for the people next door to hear.

"I miss you, I can't sleep."

In order to make his voice clearer, Ai Changle also sat up, rubbing the quilt with his fingers, "Then come and sleep with me?"

Wen Qing couldn't ask for it: "You said it."

Ai Changle hesitated for a second: "I said I'm here to play!" Then he explained, "I'll be with you on the first day we're together, isn't it too casual for me?"

Wen Qing froze for a moment, then smiled wryly: "Who wants to flirt with you?"

"Ah? Then, what, hey, it's not that. I said hey, it's just sleep, pure sleep."

"Oh...that's it."

"Of course!" Ai Changle smoothed things over for himself, and then remembered what Zhu Quan said to him before, and his tone became a little serious, "Then what, Brother Qing, I want to discuss something with you."

"Well, let's hear it."

"Just, let's not make our relationship public for now? You should also restrain yourself when you are on the set, otherwise it will be exposed all of a sudden, and the fans will not be able to bear it?"

"Are you worried about my powder?"

"Of course, you think, you have so many fans of your girlfriend and boyfriend, and suddenly seeing you with someone else, you must not be able to bear it?"

Wen Qing was sober: "My life is not for them to see."

Ai Changle was afraid that he would bring trouble to Wen Qing because of his relationship, "But in this industry, you can't ignore the feelings of fans. And you should have a lot of endorsements in your hand now, right? Several advertisements are a bit ambiguous, If you announce your relationship suddenly, in case you are sued for breach of contract by your partner, wouldn't it be worth it?"

Wen Qing thought for a while, "Those two endorsement contracts are very loose, suing them would not be worth the loss. And even if it goes to court, are you afraid that I won't have the money to sue?"

He saw the tricks, and finally drove Ai Changle into a hurry, and he could only come up with one last reason: "Today, today is you confessing to me, I can choose not to agree. Let's talk first, or we will quietly, Or, just don't be together."

Wen Qing deliberately said: "Then don't be together, there should be quite a few people who want to be with me."

Ai Changle became even more anxious: "You just said you like me!"

Wen Qing finally compromised, and the reason was not what Ai Changle said, but because he suddenly thought that Ai Changle had just appeared in the eyes of the public, and he hadn't yet gained a firm foothold, and rashly announcing his relationship might have an impact on his future development. So he agreed.

"That's up to you, don't make it public first. But in private, I still need to enjoy the treatment of a boyfriend."

Only then did Ai Changle feel relieved: "Okay, you can enjoy it however you want, and I enjoy it too!"

When lovers talk heart-to-heart, time always runs fast inadvertently.

I only thought it would only take a few minutes, but Ai Changle looked at the time again, but it was already three o'clock.

"Brother Qing, we only have two hours to sleep."

Wen Qing looked up at the ceiling, leaning the back of his head against the head of the bed, "I can't sleep."

"But tomorrow's scene is quite heavy." Ai Changle worried, "How about I read to you? I read books when I'm not sleepy, and I get sleepy after reading."

This is not a bad idea.So Wen Qing flattened the pillow and lay down along the quilt, "Okay."

Ai Changle rummaged through the cabinet and only found an original novel of "Life of Fireworks". He turned on the speakerphone:

"Then I'll just read the part we're going to play tomorrow?"

"it is good."

The part they play tomorrow is in Chapter 21 of the whole book.The former love is that Qinlou, played by Ai Changle, realizes that Xu Tingye doesn't seem to like herself, but falls in love with Fu Ziyuan, a teacher who acts in the school, and feels sore and sad.Thinking about him, he is a famous red card in the capital. In terms of appearance and beauty, there is no one better than him in the whole capital.But he just lost.

But at this time, Fu Ziyuan was suddenly framed and imprisoned in the private prison of the great warlord.Qinlou is a popular person next to the great warlord, that person has always loved him and respected him, and never forced him, which shows the importance of the word Qinlou.Therefore, Xu Tingye had no choice but to come forward to ask Qinlou to take action and persuade the warlord to release him.

Ai Changle cleared his throat and began to read:

"Qin Lou leaned against the table, picked up the cup of tea with slender hands, blew on the tea leaves on the water, and took a sip.

'Master Xu is too flattering about Qinlou. He put down the teacup, and the bottom of the cup collided with the table crisply, like the horrifying bells in the middle of the night, "Qinlou is just a performer for a living, and he can't be such a big master." '

Xu Tingye bowed his hands to him sincerely, and bent his back, thinking that he was always high-spirited when traveling between the night and the blood debt, so why did he ever have such a low voice?

"Mr. Qinlou, Ziyuan's trip was unreasonable.Looking at the entire city of Nanjing, only you can save him.If you are willing to help, if you have any instructions in the future, as long as you give an order, Xu will never hesitate to die. '

Qin Lou saw that he was resolute and his eyes were as bright as flames. This was the way he liked him the most.Unfortunately, this look belongs to another person.His eyes could not help dimming bit by bit:

'I saved your life that day, and you also said that you would promise me one thing no matter what.Now that I haven't decided what I want you to do, why are you making up my mind first? '

Xu Tingye thought for a moment, and said: "Why don't you order me one thing first, and then allow the second thing after I do it?" '

'it is good. '

'Speaking. '

'Every time I see the dance floor in the auditorium and see the couples dancing inside, I feel itchy in my heart. As Qinlou said, he walked to the table where the piano was placed, and gently moved it twice before saying, "If you ask me to dance, I will agree to you." '

......"

Ai Changle's tone was very gentle, like feathers falling on cotton, while he read the text in the book, he listened to the movement on the phone.At first, Wen Qing would occasionally say "hmm" cooperatively, but then it didn't at all.

"Brother Qing?"

He called very lightly and asked, "Are you asleep?"

There was no response from the other side, it seemed that he was really asleep.

He never dreamed that he, Ai Changle, had been a fan dream for more than ten years, and now one day he would tell stories to lull Wen Qing to sleep.As soon as I thought of this, I felt infinitely sweet in my heart, so I plucked up the courage to say those three words that I was timid and didn't say during the day:

"I love you."

After he finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, but Wen Qing, who was supposed to be sound asleep, suddenly said:

"Well, I love you too."

Ai Changle was angry and anxious, and thumped the quilt: "You pretend to be asleep!"

Wen Qing smirked: "Otherwise, how could I lie to you to tell the truth?"

"Humph."

"Okay, don't be angry, haven't you deceived my truth? You have to film tomorrow, so go to sleep."

"That's right." Ai Changle was sleepy just after reading two pages of the book, so he clipped the bookmark in the shape of a maple leaf, put the book on the bedside, turned off the light, and got into bed.

"Good night, Brother Qing."

"Good night, Taobao."

Hearing the new nickname, Ai Changle enjoyed it very much. Even though his eyelids were glued to his eyes, he couldn't help grinning.

"Hee hee hee......"

The bright moon is thick, hanging high in the cloudless night sky, reflecting everything sweet.

At 4:45 the next day, the two came out of the room at the same time.The moment he stepped out of the door, he saw that the other party was also looking at him, and he couldn't help being surprised by the wonderful sympathy.

"Good morning Brother Qing~" Ai Changle raised his head happily.

Wen Qing went over and kissed the tip of his nose, "Good morning."

The simplest happiness is just good morning and good night together.

After being kissed, Ai Changle quickly looked back and forth a few times, Wen Qing was amused by the man's nervous appearance: "Don't worry, it's so early, there is no one."

"Hee hee hee, let's go then." He closed the door and put the backpack on his back neatly, "By the way, where is Brother Jia Jun?"

"He was downstairs and said he didn't want to be a light bulb, so he went to the car and waited for us in advance."

Because it was still early in the morning, the two of them were afraid of disturbing other tenants sleeping, so they almost whispered in whispers, only two of them could hear them.

"Brother Jiajun already knows?"

Ai Changle was surprised by the look in his eyes, and couldn't help thinking, if everyone in the crew had such vicious eyes like Cheng Jiajun and Zhu Quan's, wouldn't they be out of control right away?

"You laugh like this, it's hard not to know." Wen Qing pressed the down button of the elevator.

"Really?" Ai Changle immediately reflected on himself, "Then I'll keep it up today. Let's both stop laughing, okay?"

"not good."

"why?"

"I can not hold it in."

"You are the film king, I can hold back, why can't you hold back?"

Wen Qing spoke conclusively: "Emotions are different from work."

Ai Changle worried: "Then what should I do?"

Wen Qing bowed her head and leaned over: "What do you think?"

Ai Changle finally understands the old fox's plan - this is a trick to ask him for a kiss!

But in the face of beauty, even if Wen Qing doesn't hint at it, he can't help it...

Tweet!

He raised his head and quickly pecked Wen Qing's lips, and then asked, "Is it all right now?"

Wen Qing weighed it in his heart very seriously: "I can't bear it anymore."

when--

The elevator reached their floor, and the dark golden metal door slowly opened from the middle.The left and right sides of the elevator are mirrors decorated with rhombus patterns, which is convenient for passengers staying in the hotel to observe their clothes when they go out and come back.

Ai Changle wanted to see what the smile on his face that Cheng Jiajun could see through at a glance looked like, so he secretly glanced sideways.

He saw that his silly smile was not fake, but at the same time, he also saw that Wen Qing was also raising the corners of his lips, obviously, just like him, secretly thinking about sweet things.

hey hey hey hey...

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