I'm not a cannon fodder

??Chu Han doesn't have many scenes, and the filming in a month is not bad. If Gu Jiao can't come, he will go back in a week at most.

?? But this week, the daily routine is really full.

??Chu Han really brought his connections into the group at the beginning, but after meeting the screenwriters and directors, he caught his eye and gave the screenwriters a lot of inspiration to fill in the scenes.

??He memorized the flying pages for a few days, looked at the large paragraphs of changed lines, and didn't have time to think carefully about Gu Jiao's thoughts.

??The environment of the crew is not good. The filming location is on a flat mountain not far from the residence, and the scattered and rough sheds can't block the wind at all.

??Chu Han told Gu Jiao that if Gu Jiao couldn't take it anymore and wanted to go back, he would help him call someone to pick him up at the foot of the mountain in advance.

?? Gu Jiao was surprisingly able to endure hardships, and has been playing the role of Chu Han's little assistant.

??In the beginning, everyone on the set was more or less curious, with both malicious and good intentions, but when they really got busy, they didn't have time to meddle in other people's business.

??And Gu Jiao himself is actually pretty easy to get along with, he doesn't have that kind of condescending stink, plus he smiles whenever he sees Chu Han, and his whole face is full of spring all day long, no one deliberately hates him.

?? It snowed again, and Chu Han was finally coming to an end.

?? Taking advantage of the heavy snow, he spent the whole day grinding the last scene.

??Chu Han played a villain, and the screenwriter gave An a typical beautiful, strong and miserable character.

??The young man who didn't know the world went down the mountain and encountered many dirty things. The girl he liked couldn't ask for it, and the brother who killed him faced him with a sword.

??The last line is exactly the final ending of the character in the story. He was wearing a black robe covered in mud and blood. He was pierced through the chest by the protagonist's sword in the heavy snow and fell to the ground.

??The lights from the shed were blindingly bright, and Chu Han fell down again and again in the snowstorm, and stood up again and again, his body covered in blood.

??Looking at the thick wet robe stuck to Chu Han's body, Gu Jiao felt cold for him.Seeing Chu Han being confronted with swords again and again, knowing that it was fake, Gu Jiao felt extremely uncomfortable, wringing his hands in distress.

??Finally, before Gu Jiao could unscrew his fingers, the director called out.

?? Gu Jiao hurried over to put on his clothes and pass the towel, holding Chu Han's cold hand, and began, "I will never let you do such a bad scene again."

?? The words are extremely naive.

??The actor playing the male lead next to him hasn't left yet, so he couldn't help but look up at him after hearing this.

?? In fact, this kind of drama is very popular. The villains are often easier to stand up than the positive characters, and they appear more flesh and blood, and the tragic ending often leaves more emotional impressions on the audience.

?? Gu Jiao didn't understand these things, but he simply didn't want to see Chu Han being wronged and suffered, even if it was acted out.

??Chu Han walked with him to the dressing room, while pulling out his hand and wiping it on the towel, he brushed up his wet forehead hair, looked at Gu Jiao with his dark eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and didn't know how to reply.

??He has never been good at dealing with such straightforward and eager love words.

?? Fortunately, Gu Jiao can continue on his own without him responding, "I'll go back and tell Su Cheng and the others that in the future, I will find a particularly good character. You don't need to hang so high, and you can't If you do that kind of particularly dangerous action, don't throw it again, and it's best not to get drenched in the rain..."

?? Su Cheng is Chu Han's manager. Before taking office, Gu Jiao forced him to memorize dozens of pages of precautions. Later, he showed it to Chu Han. It was like a copy of "Chu Han's Breeding Manual".

??Chu Han still remembered Su Cheng's way of talking like Gu Jiao. To be honest, he was like a parent who asked the teacher to take care of his children, or the kind who doted on his children.

??Walking to the door of the locker room, Gu Jiao was still counting on his fingers. He waited for Chu Han to enter, and then quickly pushed against the door, "I want to go in too."

??Chu Han was taken aback, "I'll change my clothes."

??Gu Jiao didn't let go, and looked at him cheekily, "I know, let me help you."

??Chu Han: "..."

??Chu Han took a deep breath and said, "I can do it myself."

??Gu Jiao still didn't let go, "I want to go in—"

??These words sounded familiar. The last word "well" was so long and delicate that Chu Han couldn't hold back. Before he finished "well", he interrupted him with a "bang" sound of closing the door.

??In the evening, the production crew deliberately set up two tables for a wrap-up banquet.

??Gu Jiao understood why the director led him to drink like crazy last time.

?? There is really nothing to eat here, or in other words, there is nothing to eat.

Not to mention that the only vegetarian dishes are Chinese cabbage with a taste of the cellar, and the meat is also bought from the neighboring villagers when they send people down the mountain every week. There is too much bacon, chicken, sausage and fish Throat is bitter with salt.

?? Of all the things, the little old-fashioned wine that I just bought is enough.

??And the director is an alcoholic, he just said a word when he saw everyone, "Don't be shy, let's have a drink!"

?? This time it was Chu Han who was surrounded to toast.

??The screenwriter respected him, "Xiao Chu, your acting is really good, let's do one."

??Chu Han responded dryly, "Thank you, Editor Chen."

??The assistant respected him, "Brother Chu, thanks for taking care of you, next time you need a theater assistant, call me anytime!"

??Chu Han responded dryly, "Thank you."

??The director turned around and came back, "Don't be shy! Let's have a drink!"

??Chu Han still responded dryly, "...Thank you Director Liu."

?? Gu Jiao didn't drink much, holding a small half glass of white water in a small corner, staring at Chu Han and taking a little sip.

?? He looked at Chu Han drinking hard, still in an embarrassing atmosphere that was incompatible with the lively atmosphere of the people around him, and felt a little inexplicably wanting to laugh.

??Chu Han is good at everything, but he is not very approachable. No matter what, he has the spirit of alpine snow lotus, and he can't get close.

?? Gu Jiao secretly called the strength in Chu Han's body called Immortal Qi, and secretly named Chu Han Chu Xian'er. Immortals, they just don't touch the ground. Unlike ordinary people, they say they are sincere, but what's the matter? All alienated from the bottom of their hearts.

??Being sincere for half the night, Chu Xianer became dizzy from drinking.

?? His face didn't turn red, and there was a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, and he sat there for a long time without moving.

??Gu Jiao leaned over, "Ahan? Are you drunk?"

??Chu Han heard the sound and slowly turned his eyes to look at him, "Yes, no."

??Gu Jiao propped his chin, wagging his tail wildly, and continued to ask, "Who do you think I am?"

??Chu Han blinked slowly, and let out a captivating smile, "Jiaojiao."

?? "Who is Jiaojiao?"

?? "Crying bag."

?? "..."

??Gu Jiao took a deep breath and helped him up. When he was about to go out, he met the director. The director looked at him drunkenly and raised his glass to invite him, "Don't be shy! Let's have a drink!"

?? "..."

?? After opening the door, Chu Han was reluctant to leave.

??He stared at Gu Jiao moistly, and said firmly, "Don't go in, it's cold."

??It was really cold. Although the film crew rented a hotel, the equipment was like a youth hostel, not even an air conditioner.

??The restaurant was full of people just now, and the food was steaming hot, and the temperature was not low, but the room was different. After a day of stuffiness, it was damp and cold, and I could feel the tingling inside before I even entered the door. wind.

?? Gu Jiao held Chu Han's hand and pulled it in, "It's not cold."

??Chu Han held the door and shook his head, "Cold."

??Gu Jiao: "..."

??Chu Han was like this when he was drunk, completely different from usual childish, dazedly serious and cute.

?? During festivals, the elders like to tease Chu Han to drink. He was drunk last year and dragged Gu Jiao into a taxi overnight to watch the flag raising. He saluted the flag for half an hour and almost made the news.

??Gu Jiao failed to hold him back that time, and felt that he might not be able to convince him this time.

?? How can it not be cold?Gu Jiao looked at Chu Han, tried hard to think with his little brain, and then thought of the girl manga he had read not long ago.

??The male protagonist unbuttoned his coat, and took the pitifully dressed female protagonist into his arms under the street lamp.

?? so.. so romantic!

?? Gu Jiao thought, I want to have one too.

?? Then he pulled down the zipper of the down jacket repeatedly, pulled Chu Han into his arms, and quickly pulled the zipper up again.

?? "Is it still cold?"

??Chu Han stared blankly at the face close at hand, and shook his head as if it took him a while to react.

?? Gu Jiao smiled triumphantly, very happy, and carried Chu Han into the room.

??His clothes were roomy, but it would be too crowded for him to tuck them in. Chu Han's whole body was almost stuck in his arms.

?? intimate distance.

??Gu Jiao sat down on the carpet in this position, and without letting go, let Chu Han sit on him face to face, hugging Chu Han was like hugging a beloved big baby.

??He really likes Chu Han, very, very, very much.

??So in the limited time, it is good to be able to hug for an extra second.

??And when he was sober and Chu Han was sober, he always didn't dare to get too close like this.

?? "Ahan."

?? Gu Jiao smiled, and as if talking to himself, couldn't help saying, "I like you so much."

??Chu Han blinked slowly.

??Gu Jiao lowered his head, pressed his forehead against Chu Han, thinking, he really doesn't know where the shit luck came from.

?? After a while, Chu Han's cheeks flushed, he moved slightly, and said, "I'm uncomfortable."

??The flat tone, because the voice is small, sounds like a spoiled child to Gu Jiao's ears.

??Gu Jiao looked at Chu Hanshui's bright eyes and moist lips, and felt that the deer in his heart was bumping wildly.

??He approached and asked, "...Ahan, can I kiss you?"

??Chu Han didn't seem to understand.

??Gu Jiao moved a little closer, and his lips would meet, "I want to kiss you."

??Chu Han looked at him ignorantly, before the words came out, they were covered gently.

?? In front of him was Gu Jiao's drooping black eyelashes. He hugged his neck and kissed him tenderly.

?? There is quiet snow outside the window, and hot entanglement inside the house.

??Chu Han felt like a dodder entwined on a tree, felt like a ship on the sea that was subjected to wind and rain, felt that he was being opened and burned.

??Woke up the next morning, Chu Han clutched his sore waist, looked at Gu Jiao with rosy cheeks in front of him, and remained silent for a long time.