Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

But Qiu Li and Qing Rang were startled, Jiang Bai even forgot his birthday.This reaction is obviously not remembered.

"Oh, I remember." Jiang Bai rubbed his nose, "It's just... too many things have happened recently, I don't remember. You... when are your two birthdays?"

Qiu Li used an expression that you can't remember even if you say it. "April 4."

Qingrang is the same. "I got it on April 4."

"Well, I remember." Jiang Bai regained his composure, "Tomorrow I...have something to do, you guys will accompany Fu Cheng to Zhang Yiliu's house to cut bamboo, and I will come back at night to celebrate my birthday together."

Fucheng had other plans in mind. "Brother, come back early, we will wait for you to cut the cake together."

"Why don't you ask me what I'm doing?" Jiang Bai asked back.

"Don't ask." Fucheng smiled, with dimples embedded in the corners of his mouth, full of innocence that if he likes someone, he will completely believe it, "As long as you don't say you don't know me."

"I know, I know you." Jiang Bai pressed Fu Cheng into his arms, "I know all of you."

Qiu Li and Qing Rang also smiled, anyway, just listen to these words casually, after all, Master Duan Shui.

Jiang Bai's birthday is coming, which is a big event in Liao Chengming's heart.Xiaobai quarreled with the family because of Fu boy, and couldn't pass the coming-of-age ceremony, so he was very sorry, so naturally he wanted to let him live in his house, and make a bowl of longevity noodles tomorrow.

But there is another worry in my heart, the two children are about to grow up... I can't control it in the future, especially the boy Fu, who sneaks into his senior brother's house every day.

What is this for?This is an inappropriate thing to do!

Forget it, it's not easy for two children, it's a matter of turning a blind eye.

In the evening, Jiang Bai still stayed at his uncle's house, waiting for Fucheng to come to sleep in the middle of the night.The quilt was lifted, cold air ran in, he woke up instantly, and then a junior brother who was covered in cold leaned to the side, squeezed and squeezed together with him.

He didn't move, the dishonest hand hugged his waist, Jiang Bai squinted one eye, feeling his younger brother rubbing his forehead against his cervical spine.He then stretched his hand back and pressed it on his junior brother's stomach, why did he become deflated after eating so much at night?digest so fast?

"Senior Brother, I'm here." Fu Cheng was unambiguous at all, grabbing the pillow and the quilt.He knew that Jiang Bai was awake.

Jiang Bai didn't speak, just wrapped him in a quilt.Fucheng didn't answer, and buried his head in his arms: "Brother, it's past zero, happy birthday. Am I the first one to say happy birthday?"

"Hush, keep your voice down." Jiang Bai stretched his arms and pressed Fucheng, his back muscles stretched and rose with his movements, "Do you know that I am an adult now?"

"I know." Fucheng was very hot, he raised his hand to touch his senior brother's face, Jiang Bai exerted a little force, and instead clasped his wrist and pressed him on the bed.

"Take it easy, my own." Fu Cheng gave him a glare, which was not intimidating.

"If you know it, don't touch it. I'm one year older than you now." Jiang Bai pinched his chin, like smoking a fire, and the two kissed.Fucheng kissed with his mouth open, his senior brother's abdominal muscles pressed against his body, it was hard enough, and he wanted to touch it, but he couldn't free the two hands that locked him. He opened his eyes and saw clearly the rising and falling in the darkness. The back muscles were bent, and the elder brother was bowing his waist and kissing the base of his neck.

It's hot to breathe.

The kiss was so fierce, as if trying to suck something out of his body, is it so fierce when he is an adult?It seems that the elder brother has changed overnight, he used to kiss his lips, but now he goes to other places.What is it called?Is this Ace's love?Fucheng didn't dare to move, the elder brother was so good at kissing, he kissed his neck so hot that he began to kiss his mouth, his tongue licked along the root of his teeth to the roof of his mouth, like a teasing movement, just touching the tip of his tongue, but it didn't contain his own tongue .

Fucheng panted with his belly puffed out, if it wasn't too dark, I really wanted to see the expression on my senior brother.Finally the tongue touched, Fu Cheng began to push his palate with his own, and was bitten to death.

"Are you an adult? I just want to kiss my senior brother..." Jiang Bai licked the tip of Fucheng's tongue, let go of the mouth that had been messed up by him, and started to attack Xiao Liwo.

Sucking, biting, licking, and holding, venting all his desires in an object less than 1 centimeter, Jiang Bai was about to go crazy. The tiger's mouth caught Fu Cheng's chin tip and kept scratching, pressing the position of his Adam's apple from time to time.When he heard Fucheng's voice, he felt as if he was choking on his mouth, and one hand was firmly stuck on his wrist, afraid that his junior brother would really feel some kind of spark in him.

Fucheng changed from being intimacy to being intimidated. When the elder brother gnawed on his jaw and hurt, his eyes trembled suddenly, because he heard the sound of the uncle coughing outside the room, and the movement of getting up to drink water with the uncle.

"Uncle Master is awake!" Fu Cheng moved his mouth, his lips were numb, the position of Li Dio seemed to be numb by sucking, damn it, he didn't feel anything at all.Adults are fierce, and the style of painting is different.

"If we don't make a sound, he won't know." Jiang Bai rolled down from him, went to open the window, and suppressed the excitement of the two boys with the biting winter wind.When he went back to bed again, the uncle was still strolling outside, as if he had turned on the TV.

"Go to sleep." He hugged Fucheng, "Uncle Shi is afraid that you will cause trouble, so he deliberately reminded you."

"Why?" Fucheng rubbed his lips, "Why did I cause trouble and not you?"

"Because you got into my bed, and I am your senior brother. Senior brother will never do anything wrong, you know? The word senior brother means always right." Jiang Bai said above Fucheng's head, his voice matching this posture very well. oppressive.

Fucheng couldn't answer the words, indeed, the senior brother said that when he was a child, and the senior brother was right since he was a child.It took him a while to fall asleep, Jiang Bai opened his eyes again, and carefully opened Fu Cheng's clenched fist.

It's so tight that I have to tighten my hands like this even when I sleep, as if I'm afraid I won't be able to grasp it.Jiang Bai smoothed it, stroked his fingers one by one, touched his old scars, and touched his newly scratched wounds.

Don't ask what I'm going to do tomorrow, just believe in myself?so stupid.Jiang Bai rewrapped the bodies of the two of them again, it's not bad to be an adult.

The next morning, Jiang Bai got up early, and Fucheng was still sleeping when he left.He went to the tailor shop first, the Spring Festival was approaching, and the new team uniforms were due to be delivered.The first batch was made, and the shopkeeper showed him one as a sample. Jiang Bai took it and touched the clothes he designed for the first time.

Short-sleeved T-shirt, red, with a mighty Guan Gong lion face on the front left half, red and black.There are two ring-shaped lion patterns on the left and right armbands, which look like dragons, but actually echo the pattern of the southern lion trousers.

The pants are all black except for the patterns, and have Velcro on the ankles, which is very neat.The most beautiful one is still on the back of the jacket. It is Jiang Bai's enlarging and enlarging characters from a famous post written by Fucheng himself, a volt.

Jiang Bai had seen Fucheng's handwriting before, the papers were extremely scribbled, and the class notes were flying like dragons and phoenixes, but he wrote the content of this series of famous posts well.Jiang Bai guessed that the master must have forced him to practice hard since he was a child, knowing that his son would take over the team sooner or later.

"Okay, that's it." Jiang Bai only paid a deposit last time, but this time he paid the full amount, and he also had to pay double holiday overtime and mold opening costs. More than 1 was spent. "Make 10 sets first."

"It's a deal, we'll work overtime for you during the Spring Festival to start the machine and catch up a batch." The tailor shop owner said, "Seeing that you are young, the design is quite beautiful. Can we use this pattern in the future? If so, We store it in the computer, and next time you make a large batch, we will give you a discount."

"This..." Jiang Bai hesitated for a moment, "You can save it, but this is the Southern Lion costume, and I don't think anyone will make it. I will keep it for me. If there are more people in the future, I will come to trouble you."

"The main thing is to show your lion head pattern, and I am reluctant to delete it." The boss made a wishful thinking, "Your order is small, and there will be 10 more sets in the future. I will give you half price."

Jiang Bai put away the sample. "What if the order quantity is large in the future, more than 10 sets."

After dealing with the stall, Jiang Bai took a taxi to another place.Zhang Lin waited for a long time at the appointed place, and he just waited for this one: "It's finally here, I thought you were releasing the pigeons temporarily."

"I have something to do, I'm late." Jiang Bai got into Zhang Lin's car again, and there were already 3 people in the car, "Let's go."

Zhang Lin got into the car and started it, and rushed to the studio shooting location with 4 boys.He said he was going to be a martial arts substitute, but in fact, his friend's small production was short of people, and he couldn't invite a famous martial arts substitute.Stunt actors often look for jobs in concentrated filming areas, or are hired by the crew early on. Small-budget micro-movies are not capable of that, and they always find non-professionals to replace them.

Martial arts school students are the best choice, they can expand career direction for students, and can lead students to accept social training in advance.

After all, learning martial arts is definitely not a regular way in the eyes of most parents. Except for a very small part of it is for physical fitness, which can't keep up with the intensity of general high, most of the future is to serve as a soldier, to grind practice.

This group of people is difficult to teach in ordinary high schools, so they were sent to martial arts schools by their parents.The martial arts school is very chaotic, even more chaotic than the sports school. This sentence is not groundless.

There is also the last part, which is sporadic, like Fucheng. My family has a martial arts learning background, and I have been inseparable from martial arts since I landed. Get into a good college and carry on the family tradition.

There are really few, not many competitive martial arts players and they are not taken very seriously.The status of an athlete is directly proportional to the influence of the game. Ball games, track and field, and swimming have great influence, and related athletes also have benefits.

Coupled with the generally poor grades of sports students, most parents will not send their children to martial arts schools or sports schools, and at most treat them as hobbies.

Jiang Bai's family conditions, his parents can let him go to a martial arts school... Zhang Lin can't figure it out either.But the parents said on the day when they applied for the student status that although their son was studying in a martial arts school, he never missed a lot of classes, such as Mathematical Olympiad, English, intellectual development, and quick recitation.

The studio is not too far away, and the road conditions are good, so we arrived in half an hour.Jiang Bai got out of the car and followed Zhang Lin, seeing all kinds of people, none of whom he knew.

"Don't look at it, the small movie I invested in, all the students from the film school are invited, and they are not famous." Zhang Lin arranged for them to go to the makeup group, "You sit down, and they will arrange for you to wear whatever you want, and put on makeup if you want .I went to the props team, let’s fight for one day to help them finish all the fighting scenes, hard work is hard work, 1000 yuan per person.”

Just 1000 yuan?Jiang Bai found a place to sit down and looked around.The shed is full of greenery, with some artificial rocks and gazebos. After a while, someone really came to look for them. First, they were taken to the rest area of ​​the actors to compare their heights. They were shocked by the comparison.

Martial arts school students are 10 centimeters taller on average, especially Jiang Bai, who is the tallest.The assistant director also came over: "Yo, this kid brought by Zhang Lin? It's ok, will you follow the group in the future?"

"Don't follow." Jiang Bai was not interested in these things, "Just help once."

"Your head-to-body ratio is very photogenic." It is rare for the assistant director to see a good skeleton, "We are a small production with few actors. If you want, you can arrange lines for you in the future."

"I said no need." Jiang Bai never thought of going this way, "Thank you."

Jiang Bai did his homework before coming here, and he thought it would be like what was said on the Internet, and he would not be able to wait for a day after putting on makeup.But for small productions, time is money. Put them on a headgear. Make them into ancient people, and a large row of clothes will be pulled over.

Dozens of fighting scenes, divided into 4 groups, assembly line operation.Jiang Bai was uncomfortable under the wig, but his whole face was exposed. The make-up girl was happy, and everyone else lightened up the makeup. He only put on full makeup for him. When he stood up, except that the quality of the wig was not as good as that of the actor, the rest of the conditions Not lost to film school students.

It's just that his height is too tall, 1 cm taller than the male No. 10, so he had to change from the No. 1 martial artist to the No. 3, acting as the one who is specially beaten.

"Pull it up and hang it on the wire to see." The assistant director stared at the lighting team from the side, "Light! Is the light ready? Don't have spots on your face, just keep going."

As soon as the headlights were turned on, Jiang Bai's eyes turned black.The martial arts guidance team helped him put steel wires on his waist and thighs.With a pull of Wia, the whole person flies into the air. Fortunately, he has a foundation in martial arts and a very stable core, so he can control himself from doing somersaults in the air.

For the next half an hour, they were hanging. The martial arts director and Zhang Lin talked about the movements together, and they looked for a sense of balance.Jiang Bai almost wanted to laugh when he heard this, what kind of male number 3, besides being beaten, was being beaten, he always took the initiative to provoke, and every time he couldn't beat the golden fingers of male number 1 and male number 2.

What surprised him even more was that it took so long to adjust the lighting for filming, which was longer than the shooting time.After everything was ready and their makeup was touched up, they picked up the props and swords and began to pass the camera one by one according to the prescribed movements.

Martial arts students have such an advantage, most of them are the perspective and background, and there is no need to ask the assistant director to talk about the camera sense.Jiang Bai passed one by one, either being kicked or stabbed, his face was gradually painted with blood makeup, and he flew all over the field, flying so that his headgear almost fell off.

If it wasn't for Weiyale's pain, he really thought the 1000 yuan was a good profit, and he had to come down to rest because of the pain. Everyone was sweating profusely, all sweat from the pain.

Zhang Lin quickly stopped and let his students rest.Jiang Bai didn't want to waste time, and promised Fucheng to have dinner together at night, so he put on the wire rope again and was hoisted to a rockery to perform a cliff fall.

This time, it was not the male martial artist who played against him, but the female No. 1. He wanted to pull the heroine on the cliff, and then let go of his hand on purpose, and then was kicked away by the male No. 1 who rushed over, alas.

What the fuck is this script?Jiang Bai grabbed the heroine's hand and secretly made up his mind that he must watch this movie that does not go to theaters after it is filmed.

"Come on! Get ready!" the assistant director yelled, "Soon, just one click, you let go, she falls, and is caught by the male lead who rushes over, and then you fly backwards! Wia grabs it, give it to her!" Work hard!"

Jiang Bai nodded, ready to fly.With the sound of a shot, he and the heroine looked at each other, lying on the edge of the cliff, dragging the person who was about to fall.

Suddenly, Jiang Bai felt cold, and a thick layer of cold sweat condensed on his body, rolling like ice and snow, making his eyes hurt from the cold.

"Let go now!" A beat later, the assistant director began to urge.

Jiang Bai'an looked at her quietly, but he didn't let go of his hand.

"Song!" The director, who had been silent all this time, stood up.

Let go...Jiang Bai heard a lot of people yelling like this, the voice drilled from the depths of his memory, his eyes hurt, but his hands were clung tightly, and the heroine became anxious and flicked her wrist.But he still didn't let go, and there was a lingering reaction in his body, as if something... made him feel regretful, and made him unable to let go.

"Loose!" Zhang Lin shouted.

Jiang Bai woke up in an instant, it wasn't Fucheng, it was a girl he didn't know, he let go of his hand, and watched her fall regardless, and then the authentic male No. 1 caught her.

It was already dark, and there were three boys sitting in Zhang Yiliu's yard, each with a machete in his hand, cutting bamboo with a click.

"Are these enough?" Qiu Li asked, "I can't even hold the knife steadily."

"It should be enough." Qing Rang rubbed his eyes, "We should go back too, we agreed to celebrate Jiang Bai's birthday tonight. What did he do today?"

Fu Cheng shook his hands, peeling bamboo until his hands trembled. "Hey, brother has something to do, let's not ask. You wait for me, I will go to Shizizhang, get the money, and let's go buy a lamp for brother."