Isn't it good to be friendly?

Time flies so fast during the holidays, Xia Zhao opened his eyes in the morning, picked up his phone and looked at it.

October seven.

He couldn't help but fell into deep thought: It's been six days?What have you been doing these six days?Are you sure it's been six days?Not dazzled?

Take another look.

Well, today is the last day of National Day.

He raised his hand and touched Yang Ye on the opposite side of his head, from his somewhat tangled short hair to his nose, and was caught.

Yang Ye's voice was a little sleepy: "Touch me early in the morning."

"Didn't you say you would take me out to play? It's already eight o'clock."

Xia Zhao withdrew his hand back.

"Then don't sleep." Yang Ye sat up, showing his bronze-colored and strong back.

Yang Ye is used to sleeping in bed, but Xia Zhao is well dressed.

The two sat with their backs facing each other, the contrast was particularly obvious.

After breakfast, the two took the bus, chose the two seats at the back, and sat in a row.

"Where are we going to play?" Xia Zhao asked.

"Yanglong Film and Television City."

"There doesn't seem to be much fun there." Xia Zhao thought about it carefully. Yanglong Film and Television City is the largest film and television city in Yanglong City. If you work part-time, no tourists will go.

Xia Zhao feels that Yang Ye is not the kind of person who likes to go shopping and watch the excitement. Compared to shopping, he thinks Yang Ye would rather go to an Internet cafe for a day trip.

"Let's go play Passerby." Yang Ye took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and spread it out. On it was an advertisement for the recruitment of Passerby, and the crews were all from anti-Japanese war dramas.

Xia Zhao: "..."

Xia Zhao carefully recalled the plot of the anti-Japanese drama.

The cannon fire raged, the dust splattered, his face was ashamed, and he lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

In summary - dirty and dangerous.

Xia Zhao was silent: "Are you sure this is for fun?"

This is to play with your life!

Xia Zhao regretted it, is there still time to go back now? !

"It's okay, I'll cover you." Yang Ye smiled.

"You're just a soldier." Xia Zhao didn't believe it.

"Xiaobing is also a hero, and a hero can cover people up. Don't worry, I will die first if you want to die. If you think the ground is dirty, then you will press me to death."

Xia Zhao: "The sky is full of gunfire, how can I suppress it?"

"Then run two steps before you die."

"Will this be bad?"

Yang Ye said indifferently, "We are here to play."

Xia Zhao: "..."

"alright."

If any crew wanted them, they would probably be pissed off.

There are many people in Yanglong Film and Television City. At a glance, there are people from various dynasties. It seems that they have traveled to the modern age to dance disco together. It is very lively.

Yang Ye took Xia Zhao to report.

The master of the make-up team watched them for a while, then called the assistant director, who watched them for a long time, then called the director.

Xia Zhao: "???"

Is this the rhythm of promoting the protagonist?

Director: "You two, who will add a line?"

Yango: "He."

Xia Zhao was not polite: "Then I will add."

The director nodded: "When you are about to die, you call 'Brother', remember, it is when you are about to die, it is despair, it is farewell, it is reluctance, it is a strong brotherhood."

summer:"……"

"I die first and he dies first?"

Director: "Of course you died first, he still wanted to save you, but he didn't succeed, but he didn't want to give up, he used his body to protect you, and wanted to save your life, but you all died."

Zhao: "..."

Director: "Have you heard clearly!"

Yango: "Okay, no problem."

The director left satisfied, the assistant director also left, and the makeup team put on makeup for them.

Only then did Xia Zhao come back to his senses.

He was angry: "It is agreed that you die first! It is agreed that you protect me! It is agreed that I will suppress you!"

Yang Ye was helpless: "I am the one who protects you, but you are too disappointing, and you still have to go ahead of me."

Xia Zhao: "...So, blame me?"

The master of the make-up team smiled and said, "You two have such a good relationship!"

Xia Zhao said with a cold face: "No, we are brothers in plastic, and the boat of friendship will turn over at any time."

Yang Ye put on a show: "I have pity on my heart for the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch."

Xia Zhao sneered: "Hey, you are indeed a good student, who has read a lot of poetry and books!"

Yang Ye smiled and said, "I sleep with my head on your head every day, and the knowledge in your head will drop by occasionally."

Xia Zhao: "Call them back quickly! It's mine!"

Yang Ye: "Knowledge, your mother told you to go home for dinner!"

Xia Zhao: "..."

*

Both of them acted as passers-by, and their makeup was simple. Once they put on the clothes, a swipe of camouflage was enough.

According to the director's arrangement, the two followed the main force to their destination.

On the way, Yang Ye asked: "There will be explosions at that time, and there will be many people. You should pay attention to it. If something goes wrong, we won't act. Anyway, it's just that little money. If you want it, I'll give you a red envelope."

Xia Zhao pretended to be surprised: "Brother Tuhao, do you want a pendant? The kind that only hugs the thigh!"

Yang Ye gave him a strange look: "Don't you still give me a bath?"

Passerby B in front sprained his foot and almost twisted it.

...Do ordinary friends know how to take a shower?

It seems like it will, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Xia Zhao: "I will still do your laundry, do I need to pay more?"

The passer-by on the left, Bing sprained his ankle and almost twisted it.

…do ordinary friends do each other’s laundry?

Maybe, help each other.

Yang Ye smiled and said, "You are the first person to wash my underwear. I have to say, you wash them really carefully."

The passer-by behind sprained his ankle, really twisted.

"Oh, I'm going! It hurts me to death!"

Others came forward to express condolences.

Passer-by Ding shook his hand and thought it was okay, so he waved his hand and motioned to continue walking.

When he looked up, he happened to see Yang Ye Xia Zhao and the other two.

stunned.

...Do ordinary friends wash each other's underwear?

Absolutely not!

Xia Zhao: "It's not that you threw all the clothes to me, and I just washed them without paying attention."

Passerby Ding: Maybe it might be... shit!

Passer-by Bingding: If they were ordinary friends, I would stand upside down and wash my underwear!

A group of people came to the destination.

The drama between Xia Zhao and Yang Ye lies in two points——

Xia Zhao appeared first, and unfortunately reached the explosion zone. Knowing that he would die, he turned his head and saw Yang Ye running towards him, and called for the last time brother.

Yang Ye ran over to hug him, trying to save him, but was a step too late, the two embraced and were blown away together.

Xia Zhao: "Why should I call your brother on the spot? Shouldn't I run away at this time?"

Yang Ye: "Don't ask, asking is art."

Xia Zhao: "..."

*

"Okay, all departments are ready, action!" The director shouted with a loudspeaker.

This paragraph is mainly to show the cruelty of war.

The camera is aimed at the explosion and the walk-on players who were blown away, and Xia Zhao will take advantage of this time to reach the designated place.

In order to express the rationality of art, he specially added the identity of a cripple, but it was very difficult for the cripple to run, limping around under the artillery fire, and Yang Ye who was watching was terrified.

Fortunately, this is filming, if it is true, it will not die eight hundred times.

The roles of the two soon went up.

The camera began to focus on Xia Zhao.

boom!boom!boom!

A series of explosions sounded, and even the ground seemed to tremble. The dust flew up and scattered like fireworks. Although it was a little far away from Xia Zhao, it still hit Xia Zhao.

Xia Zhao didn't care at all, as if he had sensed something, he turned around suddenly, just in time to see Yang Ye who was running towards him quickly.

The sound of the explosion approached quickly, and he knew that he had entered a minefield and couldn't escape!

But, he doesn't want to die, he wants to live...

"elder brother!"

The desire to survive made him cry out, but the inevitable ending made him choke up again.

At this moment, Yang Ye could clearly see that Xia Zhao's eyes were moist, and his heart skipped a beat, as if he had been pinched severely by a big hand, throbbing in pain.

He ran forward desperately, hugged Xia Zhao, and rubbed him into his arms.

At this moment, Yang Ye has long lost his reason, only instinct remains, he said: "Don't be afraid, brother is here!"

boom!

The explosion sounded at this moment, and the two flew out like dust.

When it fell to the ground, Xia Zhao said, "Oh my god! I was startled by the explosion just now."

Yango: "Does it hurt?"

"It's fine, but you're too heavy."

"You are too thin."

"Who said that? I think I'm just right!"

"Are you at your standard weight?"

"I have reached the standard weight in my heart!"

"..."

The director didn't call to stop, and the two of them didn't move, they just stayed where they were, talking in a low voice.

"Is it fun?" Yoshino asked.

"It's okay, it's the first time I wear this kind of clothes." Xia Zhao asked, "Do I look good?"

"nice."

"You look good in clothes," Xia Zhao said with a smile, "You look good in anything with your figure."

As he spoke, he touched it with his hands: "This feels! It's amazing!"

Yango: "Don't touch me!"

"What's the matter with touching? Didn't you never touch it before?"

Xia Zhao was pressed down by Yang Ye, and his hands were groping between the two of them.

He smiled and said, "Hey, does this count as a uniform?"

Yang Ye didn't speak, he just quickly rolled off Xia Zhao's body.

Xia Zhao: "???"

Why did you run away?

Before Xia Zhao could speak, he heard the director shout: "Stop! You two! Why are you moving! Do you think this is a bed? Did I invite you to sleep..."

Before the director finished yelling, Xia Zhao saw Yang Ye standing up and leaving.

He hurriedly asked, "Where are you going?"

"To the restroom!"

"I'm with you!" Xia Zhao quickly followed.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ye suddenly accelerated his speed.

Xia Zhao: "???"

what's the situation?

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A few days later—

Yang Ye looked at Xia Zhao whose eyes were slightly wet, and felt a sense of complacency and satisfaction in his heart.

Xia Zhao (crying loudly) complained: Brother Ye, you have changed! ! !