The male god said he was straight

He Xiao's car was originally parked at He Zhengrong's place, but he called someone to bring it to him that night because he wanted to take Qi Xia out for a stroll. The covers in his helmet were probably taken off from He Zhengrong's family. Nothing to do.

Not to mention, such a straightforward thing that reminds people of sex, even if Qi Xia is standing a meter away from him, He Xiao still feels hot when looking at it.

But he took out his sunglasses and put them on, "It belongs to a friend, get in the car."

Qi Xia: "..." He Xiao looked like a decent person, but this friend didn't look like a serious friend.

He originally turned his face to the side to avoid He Xiao's embarrassment, but after listening to him, he turned his eyes to him. He Xiao's resolute face was mostly covered by sunglasses, and he looked very cool.

Qi Xia forgot about the cover in seconds, "You are like... like a Terminator."

He Xiao's legs had already stepped into the car, Qi Xia immediately put on his helmet, "..." There seemed to be something wrong.

He said with some dissatisfaction: "Can't I take you?"

He Xiao put one leg on the ground, held the faucet in his hand and started the car with a chug, "Have you ever seen a Terminator sitting in the back?"

Qi Xia had no choice but to straddle it, and He Xiao turned his head to see that the others were sitting upright.

He Xiao said: "It's the first time I use this guy to carry people, so be careful."

Qi Xia's head flashed, and he reached out to support the cushion in front of him.He Xiao turned around helplessly, thinking that this was really the worst time Harley was hacked.

Suddenly the motor roared and the car rushed out, Qi Xia: "!!!" When he came back to his senses, he was leaning over He Xiao's back, his hands were already tightly hugging He Xiao's waist, he really almost died just now. There was a cry.

What does it feel like to run faster than iron wrapped meat with meat wrapped in iron? Qi Xia feels like he is whizzing and flying in the wind, which makes his heart jump with excitement.

He Xiao's iron-like muscles are separated by several layers of cloth under his arms, but Qi Xia's focus has been completely taken away now, the street lights on both sides are retreating rapidly, and the strong wind brushes against the skin without hindrance, he also has to admit that this is true The carefree feeling of wanton release made him almost want to vent with a cry.

The car was speeding on the road, and soon he found that this was not the direction to go home, but it didn't seem to matter where he was going. He didn't know how long he had been running, and he could see the sea under the vast night sky by the side of the road.

The car rushed down the road and gradually slowed down, and finally stopped on the beach. Qi Xia's body still felt like flying when he stepped on the gravel on the ground.

He couldn't help but say: "wow..."

He Xiao turned around, stretched out his hand to undo the buckle under his chin, and took off the helmet for him neatly, "How is it?"

The hairstyle must not be good just after taking off the hat, Qi Xia raised her hand and smoothed her hair from the forehead to the back, and said excitedly: "Very good, how about a cigarette?"

He Xiao's hair was so short that there were only stubbles left, and he couldn't mess it up after blowing it all the way. At this time, Qi Xia noticed another problem belatedly, "You don't wear a helmet, it's not safe."

Probably because it was a joy to go all the way, He Xiao laughed boldly, hung the helmet on the handle of the faucet, didn't say much this time, took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw it to Qi Xia for him to light, and then drank it himself Put one in your mouth.

The car stopped where it was, and the two of them walked towards the beach. There were rocks along the water, and they found a slightly flat place to sit down.

Late at night in early autumn, the sea breeze is desolate, but the feeling of the vastness of the sky and the sea is still refreshing. There is no light on the side of the road, and the sea in the distance is as dark and blue as the night.

Qi Xia was half leaning against a large rock, and spit out most of the smoke that was sucked into his mouth. As a young man of literature and art, after calming down, facing such a dark night, his nerves would not fail to respond.

He said faintly: "I think of a poem, you and I meet on the sea of ​​​​night."

He Xiao doesn't understand this at all, but as long as he doesn't let him treat him, everything is OK.

"No more?" he asked.

Qi Xia's thinking is very direct, most scenes are combined, and there are not so many scenes blending.

But He Xiao asked him and continued to read: "You and I meet on the sea of ​​​​the night, you have yours, and I have mine, the direction; you can remember it, but it's best you forget the light that shines on each other when we meet. "

Qi Xia's lines are so good, at this moment He Xiao only heard the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, thinking that it's better not to ask.

But soon Qi Xia stopped and said: "You shouldn't read this, the author of this poem is a scumbag."

Of course, He Xiao couldn't know Xu Zhimo, "What kind of scumbag?"

Qi Xia said: "Abandoned his wife and son, married two wives one after another, and still miss his wife."

He Xiao took a deep puff of his cigarette and asked Mr. Straight Man, "Have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Qi Xia froze for a moment, then quickly shook her head, "No."

He Xiao asked, "Why didn't you hand it in?"

Qi Xia didn't answer in a hurry, and quietly looked at the slowly undulating sea water in the distance, and said for a long time: "I... can't take responsibility."

The cigarette in He Xiao's hand flicked, Qi Xia looked at it in a daze, some things were actually clearer than anyone else.

Something happened shortly after arriving on set the next day.

The [-]th-line male star who was choked up by Lord Shidi for acting politely to Qi Xia before came over to Qi Xia after a scene and said, "Mr. I have no idea, can you please give me some advice?"

Qi Xia remained silent in a very cold manner, the same person wouldn't do him the second time.

He Xiao's eyes rested on the person opposite him indifferently, wondering what kind of trick this was.

One sentence made the room cold, but the Eighteenth Line didn't seem to care, looking at Qi Xia with wet eyes: "Mr. Qi, I've always regarded you as a role model, but your qualifications are limited. You are the only one here who is willing to teach us newcomers."

Qi Xia felt that his posture was too obsequious, so she glanced at him from the corner of her eye, "I'm afraid I'll piss you off if I say it."

The Eighteenth Line was uncharacteristically modest: "Please die."

Qi Xia: "..."

He Xiao: "?"

The last time Qi Xia called him, he clearly spoke so clearly, but in the reshoot due to other reasons, his [-]-line performance was still the same.

Qi Xia doesn't reject newcomers, but he sincerely hates those who don't want to make progress in acting, so he opened up and said: "Just now you donated money to the parents of the dead comrades, so you laughed so fakely, I think you just have one feeling, that money you are Those who were forced to donate, while returning it, scolded themselves in their hearts as stupid, a positive and sunny character was destroyed by you, have you really learned acting?"

He Xiao bowed his head and remained silent, Qi Xia seldom spit out a knife, this was a gesture of planning to kill someone at once.

But the [-]th line just froze for a moment, and turned to an expression of being enlightened as if he had been blessed by the emperor, "Mr. Qi, I understand."

He Xiao: "!?"

Qi Xia: "..."

Before they could react, Eighteen Lines said again: "Mr. Qi, the one just now was really horrible, but my words don't have that much weight. Can you tell the director to do it again for me?"

Qi Xia looked at him suspiciously, always feeling that the person in front of him was not pleasing to the eye, but suddenly thought of something, and stood up after a while, "Okay."

On the eighteenth line, a pair of peach blossom eyes blinked at Qi Xia, and He Xiao suddenly wanted to wring his neck off.

But Qi Xia didn't change his face suddenly when a man gave such an explicit look, but just looked at He Xiao with a look of detachment that jumped out of the shackles.

He Xiao: "?" What's the situation?

So when Qi Xia came back from the director, he asked skillfully: "You don't like him?"

Just now when the 180th line first appeared, Qi Xia looked at him with disgust, but then suddenly made a [-]-degree turn, and He Xiao wanted to understand Qi Xia's unpredictable mental journey.

Qi Xia stared far ahead, and said seriously, "I want to learn to overcome subjective prejudice."

He Xiao just didn't understand.

As if seeing that he didn't understand, Qi Xia lowered her eyes slightly and said shamefully with the gesture of sharing a little secret: "Isn't it because I trust my own judgment too much about Chu Yi?"

He Xiao: "..." What a fucking understanding.

Believe indiscriminately when you shouldn't believe in yourself, and reflect when you should believe in yourself.He Xiao almost laughed angrily at him.

But this wasn't funny in the first place, and behind the ironic facts, Qi Xia struggled with his single-threaded brain.

He Xiao thought of something, and suddenly asked, "What did you tell Chu Yi yesterday?"

Qi Xia froze for a moment, then said dejectedly: "I wanted to introduce him to the two directors, but he refused."

He Xiao's eyes gradually sank, that's right, when Qi Xia and Chu Yi finished talking yesterday and they left together, the person behind the wall should be the [-]th line.

Although at the time he noticed that someone didn't follow him back to watch, but after he came back, who was on the shooting site can be fully reproduced now with He Xiao's memory, and the [-]th line was not there at that time.

This can explain why he acted uncharacteristically towards Qi Xia today, and to put it bluntly, he just targeted Qi Xia as fat.

He Xiao didn't comment for a long time, Qi Xia asked: "What's wrong?"

He Xiao didn't say a word, he knew too well how stubborn Qi Xia was when he decided on something, and now he didn't have any evidence, it would be strange if he could convince Qi Xia with his empty teeth, he could only wait, the day when the monster would reveal the truth.

Qi. Fat meat. Xia was stared at by the real, seductive and slut [-]th line for several days.

This time, the Eighteenth Line put on an appearance of being a good student who is serious about seeking knowledge and attracting Qi Xia's attention.

Just like what Qi Xia thought when the film first started, this crew is not reliable, and less than a month after the filming started, the lead actress, Miss Numbers, quarreled with the director in front of dozens of people on the crew. .

Qi Xia wasn't even interested in watching, it was lunch time, and he brought his own people to sit and fill his stomach.

The food was also bought by a small assistant from outside. The unreliability of this crew has been extended to the point that even a decent meal cannot be guaranteed.

While eating, Shibaxian came over with a pale face, "Mr. Qi, can I eat with you?"

Seeing that he only moved a stool in his hand, Qi Xia said, "..." Then where's your meal?

No, overcome prejudice, overcome prejudice...Qi Xia made a few seconds of mental adjustment and said, "Sit."

Eighteen-sighted stalker flicked at him, sat down on the stool, took the meal handed over by the little assistant, looked at the braised pork on the table, "Mr. Qi, this is my favorite."

He Xiao paused, and continued to dig into the rice.

Qi Xia silently picked up the serving chopsticks.

The [-]th line began to step on the female lead to praise Qi Xia: "Mr. Qi, you don't know how miserable that woman was scolded by Director Wang. I think she deserved it. I don't even look at how I came to the position. How dare I show off in front of you?" .”

Qi Xia was busy picking up vegetables: "Speaking of people behind their backs is not good."

Eighteen Lines said: "I can't see anyone who doesn't take my male god seriously."

Qi Xia continued to work: "..." Overcoming prejudice, overcoming prejudice...

Eighteen Lines put aside the chopsticks and looked down just in time to see the plate of braised pork with only soup left: "..."

He Xiao looked at the hill of braised pork in his bowl: "..."

Qi Xia put down his chopsticks as if he had finished a major event, leaned back against the back of the chair and let out a long breath, He Xiao was a little helpless, this prejudice seemed to be overcome with great difficulty, it was good, and he hadn't completely fallen into the pit yet go.

But Qi Xia was abducted in an instant, and the [-]th Line said aggrievedly: "Mr. Qi, you are quite biased."

After finishing speaking, he put down the bowl and took out the script from his back pocket: "I still don't understand the filming of this afternoon, can you explain it to me?"

Qi Xia leaned over, "Wow."

Not to mention the bad taste in He Xiao's heart, he endured the twitching of his forehead, threw the bowls and chopsticks on the table, got up and went to the side to light a cigarette.

He could tell at a glance what the [-]th line was using to catch this deer, but Qi Xia had almost no ability to distinguish, he could protect him this time, but he couldn't protect him for the rest of his life.

Potentially bad things always like to pile up, and the leading actress Miss Number quickly left with a burden on her back because of conflicts with the director and producer.

On the day of the accident, in the afternoon, I heard that a new female lead joined the group that day. After a scene, Qi Xia was dragged aside by the female assistant, "Do you know who the new female lead is?"

Qi Xia: "Who?" It's better to have someone who doesn't know how to count.

The female assistant said anxiously: "You must be careful about her from now on, it's Wei Yang."

Qi Xia: "!!" subconsciously looked at He Xiao.

He Xiao couldn't bear to look straight at him and turned his face away, okay, there's another one.