Inner entertainment first vase

When his consciousness was about to sink into groggy, Shang Lu still didn't let him go.As for how after sunrise at five o'clock, how he took a bath to clean up the filth all over his body, how he was fed warm water to moisten his throat, and how he was gently hugged into the bed, Ke Yu didn't know at all.He is like a patient, being cared for by Shanglu.

Ke Yu closed his eyes, and the pale London morning light shone on his pale face through the drapey curtain.Shanglu bent down to take the cup from the bedside table that had just given him water, and drank the rest of the water by himself.When he turned to leave, Ke Yu grabbed his wrist.

The man who had been fucked limply just now opened his eyes without knowing where the strength came from, and his gaze drifted like a hand-cranked lens, barely locking onto Shanglu's face.

The other party was condescending, holding a water glass, raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you still have energy."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was unbelievably hoarse, and Ke Yu asked bluntly, "Aren't you planning to lift your pants and leave?"

Shang Lu sighed with a smile: "Why, having a date with the Cannes actor, and being responsible for sleeping with him?"

Ke Yu was exhausted, his hand slid down his wrist, intertwined with his fingers, and murmured half asleep, "If I die here, you can wait to go to prison."

Shanglu originally wanted to pour another glass of water, but after hearing what he said, he put down the glass helplessly.There was a crisp knocking sound between the glass and the cabinet, and he lifted the quilt and lay down in it, scratching Ke Yu's face with slightly bent fingers: "How did he die? Did he die?"

Ke Yu ignored him, lying on his back.Shang Lu's strong arms penetrated from under Ke Yu's pillow, allowing him to pillow himself, and then turned him into his arms, playing with it easily, like playing with a small bird.

"Don't let me go, why did you go so simply last time?" Shang Lu kissed his eyes in light sleep, then looked down at Ke Yu.He looked really tired, his eyelashes trembled slightly under the gaze, and his breath was shallow and long.

What happened two years ago can't be counted as the last time.Ke Yu thought hazily in his heart, and pressed deeper into Shanglu's arms.His body is always hot, with a naturally pleasant smell.

It turned out to be careless, and when I woke up, there was no one in the room.

The setting sun penetrated, leaving a nearly pearly golden color on the white Egyptian cotton sheets, half of the quilt slipped under the bed, Ke Yu turned over, and touched the other side, which was empty and cold already.As if he had been stabbed in the brain, he suddenly turned over and sat up, his nervous eyes looked around in the bed cover, but he didn't see any clothes.

"... Shanglu?" He swallowed, and called Shanglu's name, his voice tightened.

Very quiet, only the sound of the air conditioner running.

Ke Yu got out of bed very slowly, as if afraid of opening a magic box that had known the result for a long time.He slowly lifted the quilt and stepped on the carpet, feeling unreal.Is Shanglu going to buy breakfast?Thoughts slipped by, Ke Yu laughed at himself first, it is four o'clock in the afternoon.Then maybe he has something to go out, it's not a big deal... Ke Yu thought so, and walked around the suite while drinking water.

There are still traces of last night's misconduct, which makes people turn red when they see it.After Ke Yu finished drinking a glass of water, he suddenly remembered Shang Lu's last question before going to sleep——

"Don't let me go, why did you go so simply last time?"

Ke Yu was startled, the cup was pressed against his lips, he couldn't laugh or cry... He wouldn't be so boring, just to get revenge on himself?

There was a small note on the bedside table, it was inconspicuous, Ke Yu didn't see it until 5 minutes later.A short line was written on it:

"Go to France first, call me when you wake up"

Ke Yu called him, and Shang Lu answered quickly: "I can really sleep."

Ke Yu: "...Are you creating panic on purpose?"

Shanglu knew what he meant as soon as he heard it, and laughed through the microphone: "Didn't I leave a note for you?"

"You can put it in a more prominent place."

"The bedside table is still not conspicuous?" Shang Lu put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, jokingly said: "Why, it's not that you are afraid that I will leave without saying goodbye, and scare you to death."

With a cold face, Ke Yu put down the water glass heavily: "I think too much, next time I want to leave a message, please send me a WeChat message."

"Excuse me, I like the written way," Shanglu held the steering wheel, and was driving to visit a founder of a certain niche film festival in France, when the twilight receded from the car window, he said casually: "You stay I still keep the "I like you" that was given to me. "

Is this a matter of the year of the monkey?Even Ke Yu had to think for a while to remember.It was Nanshan Island on a typhoon day. We had only been together for a few days at that time. When he was about to leave the island, he left a note like this in his suitcase.

Ke Yu felt uncomfortable, and in the end, he could only say inexplicably: "...I thought you were lost a long time ago."

Shanglu smiled silently, and his tone changed: "I'm here, I'll contact you later, take a good rest during the tour, don't drink so late."

Ke Yu heard what he meant to hang up: "Aren't you going back to England?"

"No, there's something to do here," Shang Lu paused, his voice lowered slightly: "I'll go back to China directly after that."

"Then why did you ask me to call you?"

Shanglu laughed: "I'm sure you didn't get killed by me in the hotel."

The loss in his heart was overwhelming, Ke Yu didn't speak for a while, and heard Shang Lu say: "In short... it's not just to hear your voice."

This time he didn't wait for a response and hung up the phone.Ke Yu held the phone in a daze for five seconds, turned over, and buried her face in the bed.

·

"Ambitionist" tours between major cities in Europe and the United States. The schedule is half a year, and each place often performs for three days in a row.The performance at the Royal Shakespeare Theater is actually an invitation only, and it cannot be regarded as a public premiere in the conventional sense. The real premiere will be held in the West End of London the day after tomorrow.The tickets for the three days were all sold out. Because of Keyu's star effect, many international students came to the scene early in the morning to pull banners to support, but they were very orderly. They did not cry and shout slogans, nor did they hold up light signs Paraded through the streets with great fanfare, only a small commotion broke out when they squatted to the troupe's bus.

The performance took place in the afternoon, and in the morning there was intensive rehearsal and make-up. The students didn't have any expectations, but when they saw Ke Yu appearing, they still covered their lips and cried on the spot.

It was drizzling, very London.The assistant held an umbrella, Ke Yu invited them into the theater to shelter from the rain, patiently signed dozens of autographs, and took a few photos together, telling them to go back to class quickly.

The atmosphere was relaxed, almost chatting, fans surrounded him like students surrounded a teacher.A fan asked: "Mr. Ke, we all saw your premiere interview. You said that if you have the opportunity to appear in Shanglu, you will appear in the film. Are you reunited?"

Ke Yu raised his eyes slightly, with a half-smile, "What is reunion?"

One sentence exposes the essence of CP fans, which is naturally a taboo in such a star chasing scene.The fans blushed, "...It means to settle the suspicion."

"Almost," Ke Yu didn't hide anything, and when he heard a little cheering from the scene, he laughed: "It's too early to be happy, but it's actually not close."

"Then work hard!" The fans clenched their fists.

"Are you sent by Shanglu?" Ke Yu asked amusedly and gently, "Why do you only let me work hard and not let him work hard?"

"Then we can't find him..." Another fan protested slightly.

"I saw him on ig! He sent a snap, in London!"

Ke Yu’s hand stopped signing. The word “Small Island” was broken in a stroke that shouldn’t be broken. He came back to his senses, apologized, asked his assistant to take another poster, and listened to their argument Shanglu's whereabouts.

"Shanglu has Instagram?" Ke Yu asked indifferently, suppressing the immediate exploration in his heart to the minimum.

"Yes," the fan replied as a matter of course, "Didn't you post a group photo of you before?"

"I know, I mean, it seems like he hasn't updated in a long time."

"That's true, so I thought I was dazzled when I brushed it today!"

After the posters and CDs were signed, Ke Yu took a group photo with them, nodded, and turned to leave accompanied by the troupe assistant.Pokemon in London?Didn't he say that he would return home when he was done with his work?Now that you're back in London, why don't you contact him?

As soon as I thought of this step, a message from Shanglu came in: "I happen to be in London for something, do you have any plans for the evening?"

In fact, there was a small afterparty, and Ke Yu replied, "No."

Instead, Shang Lu asked, "I heard from Stella that you have a party tonight, don't you, the main character, have to go?"

Ke Yu: "...are you tricking me?"

Shanglu sent a voice message, with a smile in his voice: "I want to see you, but I don't know if you want to see me."

Just as she was putting on makeup, the makeup artist held a big brush with blush on her face, unable to do anything with her flushed face.

The normal rehearsal time for a drama is three months, but Ke Yu has been immersed in it for almost a year. No matter where in the world or how high a standard theater is performing, he will not feel nervous.The performance was a great success, and the audience was more enthusiastic than the industry in the premiere. They presented bouquet after bouquet, and Ke Yu couldn't bear to put it in the corner of the stage, so he had to ask his assistants to move to the backstage one by one.

After leaving the stage and returning to the backstage, the largest bouquet of champagne roses, which can be described as "huge", really aroused the highest enthusiasm.

"It's eight centimeters, Jesus, and the bouquet will cost £[-]!"

"It must be a gift from the brand?" Stella's assistant Oli asked. She remembered that Ke Yu was the brand's global spokesperson.

Ke Yu lacked interest in this, smiled absent-mindedly, and responded.He spent the whole time making sure of one thing, that is, Shanglu was not in the audience.Although this didn't affect his performance, he originally thought he would be there, but when he couldn't see him, disappointment naturally grew in his heart.

""Everyone who strives for self-improvement will be saved by us in the end." Someone read the above English verse.

Ke Yu froze for a moment, "What are you reading?"

"Faust, English translation." Under Ke Yu's good gaze for a moment, the other party reacted and said hesitantly: "...the gift card in the bouquet."

Ke Yu took it, and the champagne gold card was sprayed with light perfume, and a line of elegant English was handwritten on it.

Everyone saw that the big star, who was still in a slump just now, raised his mobile phone and took a photo of the bouquet of flowers and the card.

In 3 minutes, Ke Yu, a well-known freshman contestant, updated the content: "Everyone who strives for self-improvement will be saved by us in the end." A rose diagram is attached.Fans suspected that they were delusional. After all, Ke Yu had only posted one three days ago. Everyone was ready for the next update, which would be New Year's Eve. Didn't expect him to post Zhang Meigui? !

At this time, it was more than three o'clock in the morning in China, but the comment area still responded quickly:

"Holy shit, what a huge bouquet."

"Faust"

"Who sent it?"

There is no solution to this problem, and the fans are also a little restless, suspecting that some famous lady studying in the UK is here, until the eight centimeter official Weibo ran out to claim it.The claim copy is very flattering. It only said that the flower is eight centimeters in length, and the rest of the meaning is specious. It was misunderstood as official support, and a wave of advertisements was aggressively advertised.

Shanglu picked up someone in the underground parking lot of the theater, leaned on the steering wheel and said, "1 pounds, I still have the receipt, please ask them to pay me."

Ke Yu questioned him: "I didn't see you at the scene."

"I didn't say I wanted to watch the performance," Shang Lu glanced at him, "Are you angry?"

"A little jealous."

"A one-night stand also includes jealousy services?" Shang Lu smiled, "Whose jealousy? I'm not sending second-hand flowers."

Ke Yu looked into his eyes, unable to speak for a long time.

Shanglu is patient.It was the evening rush hour of traffic after work and after get off work, so there must be a traffic jam outside. When he came in, he queued for a long time, and now he was stuck on the road when he went out.Holding the steering wheel with one hand, he looked at Ke Yu for a few seconds, the casual smile on his face subsided, he lowered his eyes, leaned over, stroked the side of his face with one hand, and kissed him quietly.

"Whose jealous?" He became very gentle this time, blending with Ke Yu's nose.

Ke Yu felt that he was very unreasonable, and he might make people laugh if he said it.

Shanglu kissed him on the corner of the lips again: "You are jealous of Zhihe, aren't you?"

With his thoughts revealed, Ke Yu hastily lowered his eyes to prevent Shang Lu from seeing the turmoil inside.

"Ming Bao told him before that he would see me sitting in the first row every time he toured, and now it's your tour, and you want to see me like this," Shanglu held his ear gently, Forced him to look up, "...isn't it?"

Ke Yu nodded.

"I don't have time," Shang Lu let go, straightened up and sat back, "I was in college at that time, and I had plenty of time, but now I'm too busy to get away. Please be considerate and considerate of this girlfriend."

Ke Yu: "..."

The atmosphere disappeared in his cynical tone, Ke Yu scolded: "Who is your sex buddy?"

Shang Lu didn't answer him, turned around and picked up something from the back seat, and then patted it in Ke Yu's arms.It is dozens of A4 papers bound into volumes.Ke Yu was thrown into his arms by him, and asked suspiciously: "What?"

"The planning and selection of scripts for a film festival."

"What?"

"I ask you, the best actor in Cannes, to serve as the judge of this film festival for the sake of unspoken rules for me."

Ke Yu doubts life: "...Did I sneak into you?"

Shanglu said with certainty: "Dive."

Ke Yu pursed her lips: "I don't have time."

"I asked Stella for your itinerary during the tour. The St. Helena Film Festival only lasts for seven days. Your star version is three shows a month, and the rest is for the troupe version. It shouldn't be a big problem to take seven days out of it." Shang Lu debunked him, "By the way, I have already said hello to Stella, as long as you want, you can leave the group at any time, she trusts you very much."

"You suddenly..." Ke Yu flipped through the plan and the English script in his hand, feeling a little confused, "Why me?"

"I went to France the day before yesterday to visit the initiator of the film festival. He had invited me to be the judge for this year, and asked me to recommend a suitable candidate. Neither Ji Yun nor Miaomiao can read the English text of this standard. If you want to go, you are the only one left." Shang Lu said sternly, doing business.

Ke Yu thought to herself, Miaomiao's English is pretty good... She has been studying in the United States for a year.He cleared his throat, and inquired tactfully: "You can also find European and American actors."

Shang Lu hooked his lips, "No, this film festival is a 1+1 partnership system. Firstly, the director is confirmed, and then the screenwriter, photographer or actor is confirmed. The director chooses one to participate together. The venue is St. Helena Island in the South Atlantic Ocean—— ——It was the island where Napoleon was exiled. During the film festival, there were only two judges on the island, and they were disconnected from the internet and connection throughout the whole process.” Under Ke Yu’s eyes that became more and more confused, and then became more and more sober, Shang Lu After finishing the rest: "Watch the movie, read the script, and spend five days judging the awards."

"..."

Five days, an isolated island in the Atlantic Ocean, isolated from the world, two people.Ke Yu's heart was beating wildly, and he had to lower his eyes, pretending to be planning.

Turn the fart, can't read a word.

Shanglu still introduced seriously: "There is only one award for movies, which is the Napoleon Award, and only one script is selected. The reason for the 1+1 system is because this will be the next shooting project they personally choose."

"You mean," Ke Yu raised his eyes suddenly, and unconsciously clenched the script, "Let's choose the next script together?"

Phytophthora nodded: "I have a lot of notebooks in my hand, but when Skovich found me, I found it very interesting. It doesn't matter, if you are not interested, I can recommend other candidates—"

"I mean—" Ke Yu interrupted him, "You mean..."

Shang Lu looked at him amusedly: "Do you mean it or I mean it?"

"What do you mean," Ke Yu said in confusion, incoherently speaking, "Your next movie will be with me...?"

The line out of the garage has been lined up across the corner, and the continuous red lights at the rear of the car form two parallel and endless red lines, flashing through the car window onto the handsome face of Shanglu.He seemed to want to laugh, but he flattened the corners of his lips, and said in a coaxing tone, "Didn't you say that, you made the unspoken rules, actor."