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Yin Shaoyang was a little out of proportion today and couldn't control it. After finishing the work, he calmed down, and only belatedly remembered that it seemed that the expansion had not been completed and he entered the play directly.

There was never a time when Xiao Mazi didn't get teary, but this time he didn't cry when he was supposed to cry. When he put his butt up and put on his pants, Yin Shaoyang could clearly see the swollen area, how painful it must be!

Hey!Small, but also brave!

Helping him lift his trousers, but being dodged, Yin Shaoyang became furious, "What are you doing? Take your anger out on me! I should!"

Chi Xiaoyao turned his head, his expression made Yin Shaoyang's heart tremble, "If you want to show affection and stimulate Ming Jin, you shouldn't be looking for me. You are a big boss of a holding group, what kind of love do you have?"

"You're fucking tired of living!" After being hugged off his old man, Yin Shaoyang used his anger to cover up his guilty conscience, and pushed Chi Xiaolao down, "Damn it! Look at you like this! It's like a shiver from being choked by the little bastard." Shell bastard, you are so stupid to him, use me to vent your anger, I dare say you have no plans for him!"

Yin Shaoyang was right in scolding, why should he vent his anger on the boss?

But he really wants to have a good time with Yin Shaoyang. Others don't know how much courage he took to take this step. He has no money, no culture, no appearance, and is just a grassroots at the bottom of society, but Yin Shaoyang treats him well. , Don't dislike him, even if Yin Shaoyang has a Ming Jin that is irreplaceable in his heart, he has the courage to jump in.

Now why accuse him of using himself as a gunman?

"I have no plans for him..."

Yin Shaoyang was stunned, Xiao Mazi's tears made him feel distressed, and these words made him jump for joy.

"We're good friends, as long as you don't dislike me, okay?"

Xiao Mazi's expression looked very sincere, and Yin Shaoyang was secretly happy, keeping a serious face, "You said that, and you have no intention of him!"

Chi Xiaolao put his arms around his neck and nodded obediently.

Only then did Yin Shaoyang laugh, and he stuck it up and kissed him gently, rubbed the top of his hair, and murmured in a low voice: "Why would my brother despise you... little thing..."

The two finally went back to the hotel in the film and television city, and they woke up the next day when the manager of the planning department called, explaining that Jin asked to cancel the dance routine on the top of the pavilion, and the director said that the script was strictly in accordance with the requirements of the game company. , this shot cannot be canceled, otherwise it will be a breach of contract.

After making several phone calls and arguing, Yin Shaoyang and Yin Chunxiao almost exploded the handset, and finally broke up.

Then Yin Shaoyang called the director, who said that the studio was currently under shutdown, and complained on the phone, saying that his time was delayed, and there were still several scripts waiting for him to shoot.

Yin Shaoyang said: "Please ask for a stand-in from another crew in the film and television city."

The director said: "On the script that was completed in three days, it would take a few more days to find a substitute. Besides, it's not so easy to find. Even though it's a distant scene, you have to have a light figure and a close body shape."

Yin Shaoyang glanced at Chi Xiaolao who was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and said, "I'll send someone over."

After hanging up the phone, he found that Chi Xiaolao was looking over, Yin Shaoyang smiled dryly, "Several moves, are you okay?"

Chi Xiaolao shrugged, noncommittal.

Yin Shaoyang laughed again: "Brother wants to see you in white clothes, it's exciting to think about it!"

Chi Xiaolao was sent to the venue by the driver, luckily Yin Chunxiao was not there, Ming Jin said he came over to fill up some shots in the afternoon, Baidi left a symbolic assistant here to help, I heard that he brought a substitute, There was something wrong with Chi Xiaolao's eyes, his expression seemed to insult their big star with his appearance.

The makeup artist put on a hood first, and then put on makeup. Chi Xiaolao looked at the lump in the mirror, which looked like a moldy pickle, and couldn't hold back his grin. She used a whole box of bright foundation cream for all the acne pits on her face, which made her whole face look like albinism, but the acne pits were still there.

"I said, can you not smile? Don't look at how thick the foundation is. How can I wear makeup when I smile?"

Chi Xiaolao apologized again and again, closing his eyes and not looking in the mirror, but the make-up artist told him to open his eyes again to see the symmetry of his facial features.

After about an hour, it was finally finished. Looking at the person in the mirror again, he was really shocked, so the makeup artist is a little angel holding a magic wand. Just now, his face was as white as dough. In addition to the absence of holes, the facial features are highly restored to their original appearance, and they are more three-dimensional than before. The brow bone, nose bridge and chin are highlighted, the eyeliner is slightly raised, and earth-colored eye shadow is used. The wide and paired eyelids are slightly modified with eyelid stickers. After a while, it will be as big as two eyes and more energetic.

Only by turning an ugly person into a beautiful one can you feel a sense of accomplishment, and the makeup artist is probably quite satisfied with the makeup. The tense face is much gentler now, and he even joked: "I can't tell it's a piece of fresh meat!" Tapping his temple, "I always feel like an artist, but I can't remember it for a while."

Chi Xiaolao couldn't smile anymore, he didn't know what was painted on his mouth, it was sticky or not.

The scene manager over there shouted: "Hurry up, the director is urging you!"

Ming Jin's assistant came over with the costume, stunned for a moment, and said calmly: "Go and change clothes, be careful, this costume is specially made for Ming Jin, this is the only set!"

Chi Xiaolao looked down on people who looked down on him the most. He didn't bother to talk to this little boy. He changed his clothes by himself, and then let a professional hang Wia. The movements are easy to come by, it turns out that the idol Hu Ge is filming like this, ha ha!

In order not to waste the energy of the props team, the director asked to rehearse first. When the person was hoisted up, Chi Xiaolao was more excited than frightened. When he was hoisted to a certain height and then looked down, he felt like he was riding a cloud, and he felt that he was also sublimating. , no longer the passerby who can only stick to the wall and move forward.

A set of movements was done very smoothly, and the director shouted with satisfaction to prepare again.

Among the mountains and mist like a fairyland, the rain of petals began to dance, and the white-clothed man with broad sleeves and wide sleeves hanging from Wia fluttered and danced, falling lightly like a dragonfly on water, touching the top of the treasure with one foot, a set of movements flowing smoothly, the staff held their breath and looked up , the director rubbed his chin, and called Cut after the dance was over. He didn't notice the person standing behind him, and said coldly, "Even if it's a stand-in, it's just the part of dancing on the top of the treasure. Why did Yu Jianfei let him take the place?"

The director doesn't like to be questioned by an actor. He has shot countless promotional short films and commercials. This short ten-minute film is different from a movie. There are no lines or facial expressions. Is it necessary to steal the scene for a scene?

He glanced at Ming Jin who came late, and explained: "This is just for the continuity of the camera. If you can dance, you won't be delayed until now!"

The director lit a cigarette while talking, glanced at Ming Jin with a complex expression, and Shi Shiran walked away.

"Do you have the skills to dance?" The director asked Chi Xiaolao who was taking off his seat belt.

"Skip it before." Chi Xiaoluo asked tentatively: "Director, can the footage just now be used?"

"Of course, you're doing very well." The director looked at him for a while inexplicably, and said, "Can you leave a call, I want to make an appointment to see your modern dance."

"I'm afraid not." The excitement was immediately replaced by sadness, and he whispered: "I have a weak hearing in my left ear, so I can't dance many dances."

"That's it..." The director shrugged regretfully, took two steps back and thought of something, then turned around and said, "Bai Di recently invited a Chinese-American to return to China to train dancers. Maybe you..." He shrugged again at this point, turned and left.

The director didn't finish his sentence, perhaps because he had heard something about him and Yin Chunxiao before he could stop talking, but Chi Xiaolao couldn't help feeling hopeful, can he still dance?

On the way back to the dressing room, I bumped into Ming Jin. The other person's eyes made him very uncomfortable. The eyes looked at him with unbearable hostility and undisguised disgust. From costumes to styling, he finally stopped at Chest, complexion suddenly changed.

Chi Xiaolao looked down, the green pendant was on the collar of the costume, and the white costume set off the emerald green pendant, which was very conspicuous.

He subconsciously pinched the pendant with his hand and laughed dryly, "Excuse me!"

Ming Jin turned a deaf ear and stared at his chest, Chi Xiaolao squeezed sideways.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Yin Shaoyang came out of the Yin's building, and another driver came to pick him up.

"Director Yin, should we go back to the villa or to Bihai?" In the past six months, Director Yin usually went to these two places when he didn't socialize, and the two drivers who were on shift basically knew exactly what to do.

Why hasn't Xiao Mazi come back yet?

Yin Shaoyang told the driver to wait, took out his mobile phone to call Chi Xiaolao, at this moment a call came in, "Shaoyang...I'm so scared..."

Such an ecstatic bell sounded unexpectedly in the car with the lights off, and the driver shook in fright.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Yin Shaoyang guessed that he would receive his call at this point, not only a little embarrassed, he cleared his throat and answered the phone with a tone of voice. Hearing a few words over there, the corners of his lips parted into a smile , hung up the phone and said: "Go to Fengling Yexiao!"

He is used to driving in the car at night with the lights turned off, peeking at every corner of the city in the dark, like a hunting beast, everything is under control.

After this phone call, the neon lights flashing outside the window seemed even more dazzling, and blooming flowers bloomed in the bottom of my eyes.

The mobile phone was in his pocket, but he took it out again, and dialed Chi Xiaolao's number - not in the service area?

Feeling a little uneasy in my heart, I called Liao Hongbo again, and the answer was answered quickly.

"There is nothing suspicious here. The couple have been like grasshoppers on a frying pan these days. Today, they contacted their son who is abroad. It is estimated that they will run away in the next two days."

"Well, be careful, lest the dog jump over the wall in a hurry!"

After arriving at the restaurant, he made another phone call, but he was still not in the service area, cursed secretly, looked up and saw Ming Jin was sitting by the window, resting his chin on one hand with a peaceful face, enjoying the music a little intoxicated.

This is a themed restaurant, with Chinese style as the main theme, antique decoration style, charming pavilions and small bridges, a pavilion with curved water flowing in the atrium, and a girl playing the pipa is a bright sight.

Eat as soon as you eat, and you will not be afraid of indigestion and constipation after all these moths.Yin Shaoyang's work in secret has already reached the table.

Ming Jin made a gesture of asking to sit, and the waiter came over to pour tea, dressed in elegant Hanfu, and knelt beside the log table. Yin Shaoyang was most annoyed by this kind of gimmick to show his characteristics, and he couldn't live in peace even if he had a meal.

"Go down!" He took the teapot and poured it himself.

After the waiter left, Ming Jin's expression was a little unhappy. Could it be that Yin Shaoyang could not accommodate him? You must know that he has been to this restaurant once, and he was thinking about inviting Yin Shaoyang to sit down another day, and chat in such an atmosphere. After chatting, he tried his best to tear down the stage.

After what happened to Jun Yue last time, he was very angry, but after he figured it out, he just waited for Yin Shaoyang to sincerely admit his mistake. He knew that this person's character was self-centered and domineering, so he didn't expect much from him. , as long as he speaks frankly and clearly, maybe he can get rid of the past suspicions and gradually forget it, but who would have thought that Yin Shaoyang would use Chi Xiaoyu to piss him off. At that time, he just thought it was funny. After a long time, I also believed that it was true and began to pantothenic acid.

Yin Shaoyang was secretly delighted. Speaking of which, Yin Chunxiao is really not his opponent. Ming Jin is proud, but his life experience is bumpy. He looks strong but needs protection, so he will not look at someone younger than himself. Yes, no matter how much Yin Chunxiao pleases her, she can't change her age to a few years older.

"How are you doing recently? Was filming hard?"

This was the only time in half a year that he spoke calmly and well. Thinking back to Yin Shaoyang's attitude in the car yesterday, Ming Jin felt aggrieved, and said with a nasal voice when he spoke, "Do you still care about my hard work?"

Yin Shaoyang couldn't bear his appearance, his fair face was stained with a layer of crystal powder because of the stuffy air, his nose fluttered slightly, his wet eyes were like two black currants soaked in ice water, anyone would be angry Can't get it out.

He slowed down his tone, with a hint of pampering: "You, you are just too stubborn, and it's not that I can't afford you, so why do you have to suffer that!"

Ming Jin was sullen, staring at his eyes and said coldly: "I'm a man, why should you raise me? Can't I have my own career? Don't tell me you look down on me?"

"How come, as long as you like it!" Yin Shaoyang responded casually, picked up a teacup and drank tea, he could support Ming Jin unconditionally, but he always had some resistance to him showing his face.

Yin Shaoyang's obviously perfunctory tone made Ming Jin feel blocked. He knew that he couldn't beat around the bush with this man, so he asked directly, "What's going on with you and Chi Xiaolao?"

When it was time to ask, Yin Shaoyang thought that Xiaoyu finally couldn't bear to take the bait.

He took control of the whole situation with contempt, and asked, "What do you think?"

"How would I know?" Ming Jin sneered, folded his arms and approached the back of the chair, squinting at him, his dark pupils were strikingly beautiful under the illumination of a ceiling lamp above his head.

Seeing his expression and attitude, Yin Shaoyang felt a little more confident in his heart. Ming Jin, who had been positioned by an image designer, knew how to show his most moving side in his gestures. He could use the earnestness of fans on himself , compared to the previous arrogance that dismissed everyone, it is not a small improvement.

"Let's put it this way, it's good that I like you, but I don't like you vacillating between me and Yin Chunxiao. This is a blasphemy to feelings. If you choose him, I will quit. If you choose me, we can get along well. It's that simple!"

"Profanity? Thank you for being able to say it!" Ming Jin leaned over suddenly, leaning on the short table with both hands, staring at Yin Shaoyang's eyes, suppressing the anger in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "Aren't you using despicable means? Even The 'Curling Autumn Moon' that your mother passed on to her daughter-in-law has been hung around his neck as a pendant, so what is the blasphemy?"

"What do you want to say?" Yin Shaoyang was dissatisfied with the last sentence. Although there was still a smile in his eyes, he cooled down. "Tell me, who is the blasphemy? Jade? My mother? Or you?"

Ming Jin closed his eyes and calmed down the turbulent breath. His purpose was not to quarrel, he kept telling himself to calm down, to calm down...