I, the emperor, aspired to the top of the entertainment industry

Fu Chengu has always been self-disciplined and introverted, so he never did such a thing as changing someone else's clothes.

Xie Mingzhou originally thought that Fu Chengu would refuse indifferently, but he did not expect Fu Chengu to refuse in a hurry, so he just stared at him with scorching eyes.

Xie Mingzhou's eyes flashed a little narrow, and he bent over with an ouch.

Fu Chengu frowned: "What's wrong?"

"The foot hurts." Xie Mingzhou wrinkled his face slightly, "Mr. Fu, for the sake of my injury, let me take a look."

"..."

Fu Chengu said in a low voice, "What to wear."

"You can pick any of these four suits." Xie Mingzhou pointed to the four suits hanging in the closet, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, with a look of bad taste.

Fu Chengu glanced at him, walked to the closet without saying a word, and took out one of the dark black ascetic suits.

Xie Mingzhou leaned against the table and chuckled lightly: "Boss Fu really has a good eye, and this is the only one I wore."

"I know." Fu Chen took off the hanger unhurriedly.

Xie Mingzhou was taken aback: "?"

Fu Chengu lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, and said in a low voice, "It's very similar to the faint fragrance on your body."

Xie Mingzhou couldn't help feeling a little hot in his ears.

Boss Fu is so cool, when will he learn how to recognize men by smelling them.

Ten minutes later, a figure stood before the translucent landing.

The tall and muscular figure is like a natural clothes hanger, the dark gray ironed old-fashioned waistcoat is slim, the black suit jacket cannot conceal the superior figure, the white shirt is tightly buttoned, and the hands in black leather gloves are buttoning the cuff buttons. The button is embossed with a majestic lion motif.

The breath of abstinence rushed over.

In the next second, Fu Chengu felt the back of his neck was slightly hot, Xie Mingzhou covered his tie with his long fingers, and gently pressed the tie under the neckline.

Looking at the person behind the camera staring at the mirror with a half-smile, Fu Chengu said calmly, "What are you looking at?"

Xie Mingzhou raised his eyes, and what caught his eyes was his curved and resolute chin, his indifferent and thin lips, sinking in the slightly dimly lit dressing room, like a film, with a luxurious texture, extremely handsome.

"You look good." Xie Mingzhou walked around to the dressing table in front of him, clasped his hands in admiration, he was even more handsome than he expected.

Fu Chengu's looks are top-notch in the entertainment industry.

Fu Chengu didn't care much about his attire, and he never took his eyes off the young man in front of him. His long legs were slightly curled and rested on the foot of the cabinet. The calf unknowingly catches people's eyes.

He paused.

"Mr. is an ancestor. I don't know his name, but he has already made me fall in love at first sight."

Lazy voices lingered in the ears of the two of them.

It's a joy to play with such a person.

Xie Mingzhou became interested in the play, looked at Fu Chengu and read with great interest, habitually raising his hand to pick the chin of the person in front of him.

As a result, his hands were firmly clasped on the dressing table by the hands in leather gloves, and the scorching hormonal breath came oncoming.

"What are you doing?" Xie Mingzhou tilted his head, "I'm reading a line, you—uh—"

All the rest of the words were swallowed into Fu Chengu's kiss, the hot and humid tongue broke in forcefully, sweeping every corner, like tearing apart the lower abdomen.The scalding continued to rise with the intertwined lips and teeth, until the thin lips were stained with his mark, and he backed away slightly.

Xie Mingzhou raised his head and panted, Fu Chengu's cold long fingers were still covering the skin on the back of his hand, rubbing them round and round, causing a numb shudder.

"Who else do you want to hear these words for, huh?" A hoarse voice sounded from above his head, Xie Mingzhou raised his eyes, those eyes were extremely dark and deep, with a ruthless pleasure and possessive desire.

Xie Mingzhou's eyes were red, and then he hooked Fu Chengu's neck with his long hands, gasped and leaned into Fu Chengu's ear, and said hoarsely: "If President Fu is obedient, I can just read it to you."

The tone was full of provocation, without any downfall.

The undercurrents in Fu Chengu's eyes twitched, he turned his head and bit Xie Mingzhou's slender neck, with a meaning of punishment.

Then he heard a muffled groan as expected, and walked away with his hands.

……

"Ming Zhou, it's been an hour and you haven't finished changing yet?" The assistant director's anxious voice sounded, and he knocked on the door.

The next second, the door was opened inward.

Assistant Director: "Ming Zhou, you—"

Seeing the tall figure coming out, his eyes widened immediately, and he changed his words: "Boss Fu... why are you still here?"

Fu Chengu's face was as cold as ever, his straight shirt and vest was tightly buttoned and abstinent, but the red mark on his neck was ambiguous, and the black gloves on his hands hadn't come off.

"Assistant director, please don't get me wrong. I just saw Mr. Fu looks good in this outfit, and I'm trying on him." A lazy voice sounded from behind, and Xie Mingzhou walked from it, smiling calmly, but there was still a faint smile in the corner of his eyes. the crimson.

Thinking of Fu Chengu's extremely aggressive hand moving back and forth just now, which made him almost lose his mind, and he couldn't fight with his strength. After he finished, he could wipe his hands calmly and put back his black gloves.

Damn, I was careless again.

The old house really cannot be touched at will, and it will catch fire.

The assistant director looked suspiciously at the two of them with calm expressions. They were not far away, but they didn't know that they were tightly entangled just now.

Xie Mingzhou walked out slowly, "Is it very similar to that military master?"

Only then did the assistant director realize that this set of clothes was worn by Xie Mingzhou when he was acting as an officer, even the gloves... He didn't have time to think about why Xie Mingzhou's clothes were worn on Fu Chengu's body, his first reaction was.

so similar.

Looking at it this way, Fu Chengu seems to have come out of the period of the Republic of China. He is a majestic army commander holding a cold gun. The characters in the play seem to be created for him.

Not only the assistant director, but also the assistants and staff behind him were dumbfounded

But no one dared to speak to Mr. Fu.

The assistant director's breathing was a little short of breath, which was no longer at the level of an image.

"What kind of actor did the military governor find?" Xie Mingzhou asked.

"No progress." The assistant director replied with a sad face.

Xie Mingzhou raised his eyebrows, looked at Fu Chengu who was silent next to him, and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, are you interested in making a guest appearance?"

As soon as the words were finished, everyone looked at the two with wide eyes. How dare Xie Mingzhou use such a relaxed tone to invite Mr. Fu to play a guest role, and... it is such an important role.

What's even more strange is that Fu Chengu didn't immediately refuse, and Secretary Li pushed his glasses anxiously.

"Why are you standing here?"

As soon as Ye Rong returned to the set, he saw a group of people crowded at the door of the dressing room.

"Old Fu?" Ye Rong thought he was wrong. When he was a child, the children of several aristocratic families played well. Fu Chen was therefore the least talkative among his peers, but the smartest one. Several girls had a crush on him. Unmoved.And ever since he became a director and went around here and there, Fu Chengu became more and more prominent in the Fu family, and the two of them almost lost contact.

Fu Chengu turned his head, saw his old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and greeted him lightly: "Lao Ye."

"Why did you come to the scene in person? I haven't seen you for several years." Ye Rong smiled on his frowning face just now, and said in greeting, "You went to visit my dad a few days ago, and I haven't had time to chat with you. chat."

Fu Chengu: "It should be, I grew up listening to Ye Lao's plays."

Ye Lao's position in the hearts of their generation is self-evident.

Ye Rong lowered his eyes, and was about to say something, only to realize that although Lao Fu's attire was the same as usual, it was the suit worn by Xie Mingzhou, the chief inspector of the trial army.

Ye Rong frowned lightly, not to mention, Mr. Fu's demeanor, conversation, and eyes were exactly what they expected the army commander to be!

He suddenly remembered the video that the assistant director had sent him just now, the video of the two of them staring at each other in the dark, had already gone viral among the crew.

As the director of a literary film, such a very spiritual and beautiful shot directly hits his heart frame by frame without any interpretation skills.

He also didn't care about why this kind of staring happened to Xie Mingzhou and Fu Chengu, these two people who couldn't hit eight poles, a piece of good news flashed through his mind.

"Old Fu, can you..." Ye Rong said excitedly.

Come to the crew for a cameo, the script can be temporarily edited, but Ye Rong didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.He is very clear about Lao Fu's temperament and identity, but he used to disdain to get involved in the entertainment industry, let alone come to rescue them as a cameo.

Everyone looked at Father Fu in fear, but Fu Chengu glanced at the culprit lightly.

The culprit, Xie Mingzhou, pretended to be nonchalant, and blinked at Fu Chengu.The mood of being at a disadvantage after being teased by someone just now has calmed down a lot.

Half a minute later, seeing that Father Fu was unmoved, everyone sighed, which was reasonable.

Xie Mingzhou's face didn't change, but a sense of... absurd sense of loss flashed in his heart.But at the next moment, Fu Chengu slightly squinted his eyes, turned his head and whispered in his ear.

"It's not an example."

His tone was hoarse, exactly the same as when he was in the hot room just now.

Xie Mingzhou's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his heart felt hot.

The next day, the crew that had been silent for a long time ushered in explosive news.Mr. Fu agreed to come to the set for a temporary guest appearance, but because of the lack of time, he could only guest appearance in one or two scenes.

But the news that Mr. Fu agreed to act, it was like a god coming down to earth, and the whole crew couldn't help being excited.

"Oh my god, I'm dreaming, Dad Fu actually agreed???"

"My God, with Xie Mingzhou as a cameo! God, let's gather the gods at this time! Yangou's paradise!"

"What kind of fairy crew is this! Mr. Fu is acting in his true colors! I'm telling you, if Mr. Fu crosses over to the entertainment industry, his popularity will explode!"

Even Director Ye had the illusion that he was living in a dream. He talked about countless actors but failed, and in the end Mr. Fu let go of his mouth to save them from the fire.

The remaining shooting time was running out, Director Ye and the assistant director made a decisive decision, and discussed with the screenwriter and Xie Mingzhou to revise the script.

Several people finally reached an agreement to greatly cut down the role of the military governor, and to match the time of Fu Chen's death, they adapted the love drama of You Lennon, Me Lennon, into a leading male drama of the Republic of China actors, and Xie Mingzhou played the leading role alone.

The identity of the governor will be changed to be more mysterious, and he will rarely appear in the scene, and he will play the role of Mr. Fu as a friendly cameo.

As for the love between the actor and the superintendent, as a hidden line, there are at most three scenes.

But do it directly hit people's hearts.

Director Ye: "Try to come out with a new script tonight and hand it over to Mr. Fu for review."

The screenwriter supported his glasses, his pupils gleaming: "Director Ye, don't worry."

Even if I bald my hair tonight, I have to give this script to President Fu to revise it!

"But..." The screenwriter hesitated, looking at Dao Ye and Xie Mingzhou, "Should the sex scene be cut too?"