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

Fu Chen was so teased all night, and was on the verge of breaking out several times, but he endured them all.

Xie Mingzhou leaned against the door panel, with deep eyes, just like Jiang Lou in the play, jokingly said: "Boss Fu, happy ending."

Mr. Fu's filming of "Old Dreams in the Liyuan" is completely over, and the filming work of the two of them has also come to an end.

The two felt hot in their hearts, and they also carried a secret reluctance.

After confronting each other for half a minute, I don't know who kissed him first, and the burning point was ignited all at once.The two entangled on the dressing table, a row of boxes fell on the feet one after another, but they didn't care, the fire was on fire, and both of them were impatient to shack each other down.

But the difference in physique was too great, Xie Mingzhou still hadn't tried it, and in the end, Fu Chengu held him against the edge of the dressing table with great strength.

Xie Mingzhou cursed secretly and panted heavily, turned his head sideways, and in the mirror of the dressing table, his bewildered eyes and Fu Chengu's gradually out-of-control face were reflected.

In the next second, Fu Chengu raised his hand to hold his twitching chin, and covered his wet kiss with lips and teeth intertwined, fearing that he would disappear again, engraved into memory over and over again.

The two kissed until they were almost suffocated, Fu Chen was breathing heavily and moved his lips away.

Xie Mingzhou's eyes were fascinated. In front of Fu Chengu's forehead was dripping with thin sweat. His always calm eyes were turbulent. His resolute jaw line and sweaty pores all revealed a strong possessive desire, but sinking in the dark night, Very handsome.

Xie Mingzhou couldn't move, so he was forced to look at Fu Chengu in this posture.

His Baici's face was flushed, as if he was dissatisfied with his weak posture, and as if provocative, he stretched out his hand to hook Fu Chengu, and smiled lightly with his thin lips: "Why, it can't be done?"

Fu Chengu's eyes were deeper, displeased Zhang Qiangjian hugged him directly onto the table, and his open smile was sealed by a domineering kiss, which was harder than just now, as if telling him with actions, whether it's okay or not.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Xie Mingzhou woke up from the bedroom, staring at the ceiling with his eyes empty, his whole body was in pain as if he had been run over by a steamroller, but the culprit was that he woke up earlier than him.

Damn, he was famous all his life, and felt that his dignity had endured the greatest challenge ever.

It's okay to be brought to bed by Fu Chengu in a daze, but the mother is still the one below.

The phone buzzed, and he opened it to see that it was Wen Tao.

"Hey, Brother Xie, are you alright?" Wen Tao asked worriedly. In the past, Brother Xie would get up on time at eight o'clock to send messages to him, but today there has been no news.

"Brother Xie—" Xie Mingzhou paused, "It's okay, where are you now?"

"I'm at the gate of the theater." Wen Tao said, "Brother Xie, don't forget, today I have to go to the theater with Director Ye to watch a play!"

Xie Mingzhou lazily turned over and sat up, then "hissed".

He cursed secretly, Fu Chen, so this physical strength is not human.

Three days later it will be Jianglou's farewell play, today Ye Rong asked him to go to the stage to watch a play to find out how he feels

With a flick of his long arm, he took out the black shirt and slacks he was used to wearing from the cabinet, and put it on his body, flipping the delicate buttons with his long fingers, and said to Wen Tao, "Wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, he saw the mess around his neck through the mirror, paused for a second, and buttoned the top button reluctantly, very restrained.

He just got dressed and opened the door after washing, but bumped into someone.

The facial features are as profound as those of mixed blood, and the whites of the eyes are always a bit arrogant when looking at people.

It turned out to be Fu Yan who hadn't seen him for many days.

Just as Fu Yan was about to say something, he immediately realized that Xie Mingzhou had come out of Fu Chengu's room, and out of the room of his unkind, cold and dignified uncle.

He subconsciously glanced at Xie Mingzhou's neck. Xie Mingzhou was always loose, but today his neckline was tightly covered.

Fu Yan's eyes sank. He had just returned from filming a business abroad these past few days. He rarely saw Xie Mingzhou after the V blog night. He wanted to inquire about his itinerary, but he didn't dare to ask his brother-in-law.

He had a premonition that if he didn't act, he would call Xie Mingzhou... Auntie, WTF.

"Ming Zhou..." Fu Yan called out to him, and asked in confusion, "What have you been filming recently? Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

Xie Mingzhou glanced lightly with his long eyes, and smiled on the surface: "Aren't Actor Fu afraid of being secretly photographed now? Aren't you afraid of me rubbing your heat?"

The corner of Fu Yan's mouth was a little bitter.

What kind of hype, now Xie Mingzhou is the king of heat that is well-deserved.However, after receiving the award, the king of popularity immediately took root in the crew again. The news of the crew has not been made public yet, but everyone is looking forward to his next work.

Just as Fu Yan was about to say something, a cold figure walked over from the entrance of the corridor.

Fu Chengu glanced at him coldly, Fu Yan moved his lips: "Uncle."

Fu Chengu hummed lightly, and his eyes fell directly behind him.

Xie Mingzhou turned his head, and Fu Chengu was walking over, his shirt was buttoned up meticulously, his dark pattern tie was clean and unstained, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his cold face was completely different from the person who lost control last night .

Xie Mingzhou looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly, it still hurt when he got up today.

Good guy, he was deceived by this gentle look before.In the future, he will have to find a chance to get back on the field.

"Does it still hurt?" Fu Chengu looked at him with complicated eyes, and his voice was deep, "Let me tell Ye Rong, don't go today..."

"..."

This guy still has the face to ask.

Scenes from last night flashed through my mind, Xie Mingzhou felt a little hot in his ears for some reason, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Ye Rong just asked me to go to the theater today."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Fu Yan clenched his hands tightly and made up thousands of words in his brain, but because of Fu Chengu's presence, he didn't dare to speak casually.

Fu Chengu looked at Xie Mingzhou for a moment: "I'll see you off."

Xie Mingzhou laughed: "Aren't you going to the company for a meeting? President Fu?"

Fu Chen was very calm: "There is no rush."

Fu Yan stood blankly at Yuan Yuan and blinked at Fu Chengu, quietly embracing Xie Mingzhou's shoulders, his gesture was full of possession, and went downstairs with Xie Mingzhou, leaving him standing alone in the corridor in a mess.

Fu Chengu sent Xie Mingzhou to the old street that he had agreed with Ye Rong, and drove away after watching Xie Mingzhou enter the theater.

Half an hour earlier than the appointed time.

At the gate of the garden, Ye Rong hadn't arrived yet, but Wen Tao was already sitting by the stool waiting for him, and Xie Mingzhou was sitting beside him.

"Brother Xie." Wen Tao sorted out the recent itinerary, and said earnestly: "The shooting of the key shots of "Old Dreams in the Liyuan" is coming to an end, Brother Xie, you have to keep up with the business and interviews you put aside before."

Movies are no more than TV series, and the shooting cycle is tight.Brother Xie usually seldom shows up after taking root in the crew, so he concentrates on filming, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage.

The exposure of actors can't keep up, and the accumulated fans are easy to lose.

Of course Xie Mingzhou also understands this truth: "Yes."

"In the later stage, we will cooperate with the crew to make announcements." Wen Tao analyzed, "Brother Xie, you also know that the film market has just been reshuffled recently, and Fu Capital has invested in a lot of domestic films to support it. Our "Old Dream of Liyuan" is the first Yes, it is mainly used to hit the New Year’s Eve schedule.”

This is Brother Xie's first film work, and both Fu and Mingwen Media attach great importance to it.

"It's hard work." Xie Mingzhou was thoughtful, "What movies are there in the same period as the New Year's Eve?"

Holding the PAD in his hand, Wen Tao looked at it and said, "The ones that have already been released include several overseas commercial blockbusters. Currently, the one with the best momentum is Smith's "Ghost Wars", an action blockbuster."

Xie Mingzhou: "Smith?"

Wen Tao frowned: "Well, as a director from the U.S., he has frequently appeared in China in the past two years. "Gun God of War" claims to have world-class action effects. It seems that he is aiming for the box office champion."

The contemptuous faces of Smith and his group flashed in Xie Mingzhou's mind, with a disdainful smile on his lips.

A world-class director privately abuses Chinese people as dangerous substitutes.

Half an hour later, Xie Mingzhou walked towards the depths of the theater. The bluestone road, red walls and green tiles, was very old.

At the end of the alley, there is an antique and tall theater building. On the stage on the first floor, danjiao in costumes are singing flower tunes, and the sound echoes in the garden.

Under the stage, a few spectators sat on the empty rows of benches, looking a little lonely.

"Mingzhou, you are here." A familiar voice sounded, Xie Mingzhou turned his head, and a handsome young man stood at the door.

Xie Mingzhou sat in the second row and waved to Ye Rong: "Director Ye."

"This meeting building is one of the oldest theater buildings in China." Ye Rong sat next to Xie Mingzhou and recalled, "My dad often brought me here to listen to operas when I was young."

In addition to the regular tourists in the theater, few people here will come to listen, most of them are artists of the older generation.

Xie Mingzhou looked at the deserted theater building. Of course he had heard of the Huibin Building. There used to be a prototype of the Huibin Building during the Ming Dynasty. The Huibin Building is a well-known theater with branches everywhere. , and the owner of Huibin Building is also a well-known dramatist.

"Director Ye, why are you looking for me today?" Xie Mingzhou asked with a smile.

"Ming Zhou, it's your first time to sing on stage—" Ye Rong glanced at him with a smile, "It reminds me of this. When I was a child, I followed the adults to the theater, and I was amazed by the famous actors on the stage at a glance. It even reminds me of it."

"Remember what?"

"I think of the alluring beauty in the Ming Dynasty, Empress Ming." Ye Rong joked, "The allusion of her singing under the moon has been passed down through the ages."

"Oh?" Xie Mingzhou stared at the famous actress on the stage for a moment, and smiled when he heard someone praise his mother.

"Old Fu's finale, three days later will be your last big show." Director Ye lowered his eyes, "To be honest, I still don't want to part with you and Old Fu."

His father was seriously ill, the crew was separated, and the arrival of Fu Chengu and Xie Mingzhou undoubtedly gave him a rope in the dark.

And everyone is looking forward to Jianglou's finale scene, the final farewell scene.

He looked at Xie Mingzhou's side face concentrating on watching the play, the dappled sunlight outlined an elegant arc, and he was slightly taken aback.

"After the blasting scene is finished, I'll treat you and Lao Fu to dinner." After a while, Ye Rong patted Xie Mingzhou on the shoulder.

Xie Mingzhou bent his lips and smiled: "Director Ye is polite."

Thinking of the hearty bed scene last night, Ye Rong asked suspiciously: "You two..."

Half of the words were said, but in the end I still didn't ask them out, and I knew a lot of things without asking.

In the evening, the official V blog of Liyuan Old Dream, which has never seen any movement, finally released the first version of stills.

is a dim picture.

The background is blurred into black, and red crabapple flowers are faintly blowing in the night.

In the hazy night, two figures could be seen faintly.The people on the stage were dressed in red clothes, while the people off the stage were sitting on chairs, half of their bodies hidden in the darkness, only their slender silhouettes could be seen, which was extremely mysterious.

Neither of them could see their faces clearly, but it was like a thrilling first meeting.

The words below are the lord of the pear garden, Jianglou@谢明舟.A storyline is attached below.

As soon as the news came out, Zhou Fan, who had been squatting for a long time, suddenly exploded.

"Finally there is news about Zhou Zhou!"

"Ahhhh I'm dead!! Zhouzhou's makeup photos ahhhhhhhhh! Oh my god, she's so gorgeous!"

"The person on stage is Zhou Zhou??? My mother, I haven't escaped from his big boss yet, this is another blow!"

"This time it's a movie, oh my god! Career fan carnival!"

While the boat fans were having a carnival, someone immediately noticed the row of words below.

Hereby, thank Mr. Fu for the guest appearance.

After watching it, everyone was silent for a while, even more shocked than when they saw the stills of Xie Mingzhou just now.

"?????? I'm living in a dream? Wake me up!"

"Damn it, Mr. Fu is the guest here? Oh my god!"

"Mr. Fu, is this a god descending to earth?? He actually came to cross the border!"

"Sister, zoom in and see, I'll wipe off Papa Fu's peerless face! Huh, huh, howpay with Zhou Zhou!"

"Boss Fu is too strong to go into the sea, isn't he! He's so handsome, I'm so handsome!"

"Damn it, this is the big guy behind Fu Yan! If Fu Yan can be an actor, then Father Fu is a god! Your father is still your father!"

For a while, Junchen CP, who just finished carnival yesterday, and today's Guzhou CP battled again.

"Wuwu Zhouzhou must belong to Prime Minister Shen!"

"In the previous life, Zhou Zhou and Mr. Fu are the real CP! Mr. Fu went into the sea because of Zhou Zhou!"

Xie Mingzhou leaned on the sofa and saw all kinds of fights between the CPs on the phone, he couldn't help laughing, he never thought that Fu Chengu and Shen Shuxing would become rivals.

As soon as Fu Chengu and Secretary Li walked into the living room, they saw a pair of slender and straight calves hanging lazily on the armrests of the sofa, and their thin but not slender toes turned up, which was very lively.

A soft look flashed in Fu Chengu's cold eyes, and he said to Secretary Li, "You go back first."

Secretary Li adjusted his glasses, and nodded with a vague understanding.

Somehow, ever since Mr. Fu went into the sea, he seemed to have been knocked on the switch of human nature. The light in his eyes used to be only seen when he was reading "Ming Emperor Chronicle", but now it gradually increases, especially when Mr. Xie is around. .

"looking at what."

Xie Mingzhou was looking at the phone with a lazy face when a deep voice sounded from behind.

"I'm watching V blog." Xie Mingzhou looked at the phone and said with a smile, "Boss Fu, if you don't want to enter the entertainment industry, it will be smooth sailing."

While talking, he handed Fu Chengu various moments of Mr. Fu's handsomeness on the V blog.

Fu Chengu glanced lightly, expressionless.

Xie Mingzhou brought the phone close to his face, raised his eyebrows and repeated, "It's really beautiful."

Fu Chengu's eyes flickered, he hummed for a while, and said, "Have you left the last Jianglou explosion scene?"

"Well, shoot in three days." Xie Mingzhou hooked his lips, "Why, Master Pei wants to see it?"

Fu Chengu pursed his lips and looked at him: "Can you do it physically?"

"..." Xie Mingzhou said, "Don't worry, there are still several days to rest."

In the past two days, Director Ye specially gave him a vacation, and asked him to stop and prepare for the big show.

Fu Chengu looked at him, and said for a while: "In three days, I have to go to City B on business."

After Mrs. Wang was investigated, Mrs. Fu has been tracking down the person behind Mrs. Wang. This time, she had some clues. It is said that the person came to City B recently.If this person is not investigated clearly, he will be like Wang Shi, a huge hidden danger to Xie Mingzhou and the film industry.

Xie Mingzhou frowned, smiled brightly, and joked with the lines in the play: "Then Jiang waits for Master Pei to come back."

"Be careful." Fu Chen was silent for a while, and said, "I will come back as soon as possible."

He remembered the scene of searching for Xie Mingzhou in the cliff last time, his heart suddenly missed a beat, and a secret uneasiness arose.

Xie Mingzhou stretched and stood up, "I'm going upstairs to prepare the script."

Unexpectedly, the stride was too big, he made a "tear" sound, and his footsteps were crooked.

Fu Chen supported him with his old strong long arm, his face was solemn: "Last night I..."

"Shut up." Xie Mingzhou seemed to be touched by a certain scale, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his beautiful peach eyes, "I mean, I'm fine. There's an interview tomorrow, so I'll go up and rest first."

What happened last night, he must find his way back next time!

Fu Chengu pursed his lips and looked at him for a while, then took out a square box from his pocket after a while, and inside the box was a piece of jade pendant that shone faintly.Fu Chengu picked it up carefully.

Xie Mingzhou was stunned for a moment, this is not the personal jade pendant of his last life, it is exactly the same as the jade pendant carved out of wood when he met Fu Chengu for the first time in this life.

"This is the jade pendant worn by Emperor Ming in the past." Fu Chen therefore put the jade on Xie Mingzhou's fair neck, staring at Xie Mingzhou for a moment, "The jade pendant has the meaning of keeping safe since ancient times. And this jade pendant has a destiny with me, since I was born It's right there with me."

Hearing that Fu Chengu rarely said so much, Xie Mingzhou smiled subtly.

Fu Chengu always has a kind of obsession, and he cares about his safety beyond ordinary people, as if he will turn into smoke and float away in the next second, giving jade pendants and bracelets.

"Don't worry, Boss Jiang in the play didn't wait for Pei Yan." Xie Mingzhou jokingly said, "But Boss Jiang and Pei Yan live together outside the play."

Two in the morning.

Xie Mingzhou slept very lightly, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

He rarely had dreams about past lives, but the images in his dreams were extremely clear.

The battlefield is filled with gunpowder smoke, the two armies are at war, blood is everywhere

Strange gates, strange armies.

In the dream, he clearly saw a tall and indifferent figure standing downstairs of the city gate, holding a cold sword, wrapped in white clothes in cold silver armor, and blood-stained bright red.