Cub, don't come out of the closet! [Entertainment]

Qi Tu was about to faint.

It's not a literal dizziness, but a real feeling of lack of oxygen, and I'm about to pass out.

The white snow was flying, and he stared blankly at Qu Jingshan, who was dressed in a blue slim sword suit, a jade crown, and long hair fluttering, like a sword fairy in a novel.

He smiled, so close, so close.

So close that it took up all his sight.

Qi Tu took a breath unconsciously, and the hot air rushed upwards, instantly blurring his glasses.He couldn't see clearly, so the sense on his lips became sharp.

Strange, soft, warm... A few words collided in his mind and shattered into flying snow, covering him and his head.

Very inappropriately, he thought of a line of poetry.

It was so out of place that he wanted to pluck that line from his knowledge base.

He raised his hand.

"Fight," Qu Jingshan took a step back, brought his face closer, and said calmly, "Let's fight."

A man has to be responsible for his actions, and he dares to bear the consequences if he dares to kiss him. He already has the consciousness of being beaten.

This time it is really unreasonable not to fight, Qi Tu raised his hand, and the slap was about to fall on the opponent's face, when the director's voice suddenly came from the rockery next to him——

"Don't slap your face, he's still filming in the afternoon."

Qi Tu: "!!!"

Both of them turned their heads and looked towards the rockery.

"You, wait for him to finish shooting the afternoon scene first." The director jumped out of the rockery like a gust of wind, and rescued Qu Jingshan away like a gust of wind.

Qi Tu didn't react at all.

He froze in place and stood there for a few minutes.Then he took a step back, sat on the railing, and entered a petrified state.

About half an hour later, he left the backyard and went to the front studio.

Qu Jingshan is already filming.

Qi Tu looked around for his cell phone.When the director saw him coming, he quickly got up and gave him the phone.

Given with both hands.

Qi Tu smiled politely and said, "Thank you."

The director was frightened by the murderous look in his smile, and quickly backed away.

In the afternoon, Qi Tu went to the hospital to visit the injured artist, and returned to the hotel in the evening to deal with work.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Qu Jingshan hadn't returned yet.

The director sent him a message: [Have you returned to the hotel yet?We're done.Can you come pick up your artist?He dare not go back...]

Qi Tu was amused, dare to force the kiss but dare not come back, right?

Then don't come back.

He didn't reply to the message, he directly put down his computer and mobile phone to take a shower, and lay down under the bed after washing.

At half past twelve, there was a knock on the door.

He got up to open the door, the director pushed Qu Jingshan in, and then ran away.

Qi Tu was caught off guard, and Qu Jingshan knocked his body backwards. Seeing that he was about to hit the ground on the back of his head, Qu Jingshan quickly stretched out his arms to hug him.

Two people are in a pas de deux pose.

Qu Jingshan kicked back and closed the door. He hung the rice in the other hand on the doorknob, then hugged Qi Tu's waist tightly, and smiled at him: "Would you like to dance a waltz, sir?" ?”

"Let go." Qi Tu pulled his shoulders and tried to straighten up.

As soon as he stood firmly, Qu Jingshan forcibly pulled him and danced with him.

Qu Jingshan hummed waltz music in his nose, led Qi Tu by his hand, and led him from the door to between the two beds.

He said "la la la", and the whole person was dancing.

How does this look like he dare not come back? !

Qi Tuli was so angry that he couldn't help but tripped him with his foot, pushed him down on the bed, covered him with the quilt, then picked up the pillow and beat him hard.

"Oh! Oh!" Qu Jingshan yelled under the quilt, "Domestic violence, domestic violence!"

Qi Tu ignored him and continued to beat him.

Although it didn't hurt at all, Qu Jingshan continued to shout at the top of his voice: "Domestic violence—domestic violence—"

He shouted a few times like this, and the knock on the door rang again.

The two fell silent immediately.

A rough male voice shouted outside: "Hey, what are you doing inside?"

He knocked hard on the door as he spoke.

Then a gentle female voice said, "Hi, do you need help?"

Qi Tu was afraid that they would call the police, so he hurried to the door and said, "Hello, we are just joking around, no need, thank you."

"Is it really not necessary?" The girl seemed to be a little worried, and asked again, "Is the other one okay?"

"Here!" Qu Jingshan also ran to the back of the door and said to the girl, "We are a couple and we are just joking around. It's really okay. It's not convenient to show up, so I won't go out. Thank you for your concern. A good man will live a safe life, thanks, thanks."

"Okay," said the girl, "that won't bother you."

After they left, Qi Tu patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief.It is a good thing to meet kind people, but it will be troublesome if unnecessary misunderstandings occur.

It stands to reason that this hotel has already been taken over by the crew, and all the people staying there are from the crew, but the voice he heard just now was very strange.He guessed that someone had finished the project, and the hotel rented the room to someone else.

"Let's eat, let's eat." Qu Jingshan took off the rice hanging on the doorknob, pushed Qi Tu to the side of the table, and helped him open the lunch box.

Qi Tu said: "I brushed my teeth, I don't want to eat."

"How can you not eat?" Qu Jingshan forced the chopsticks into his hands, "Take a few bites. I'll brush your teeth for you later."

Qi Tu really didn't want to eat, and he wasn't hungry.But in order to ease the embarrassment, he had to lower his head and move his chopsticks.

Qu Jingshan went to take a bath.

When he came out, Qi Tu went in to brush his teeth again.

While brushing his teeth, Qi Tu looked at himself in the mirror, planning to go out and chat with the other party later.It can't be like this anymore, it's too presumptuous.What is this now?It's hard to tell.

He spent 10 minutes brushing his teeth and left his mouth full of foam.During these 10 minutes, he had prepared the draft and planned how to tell the other party.

After rinsing his mouth and going out, Qi Tu saw Qu Jingshan lying on his side with his back to his side.

He went to turn off the light—some things are only suitable to be said in the dark, and then he sat down beside Qu Jingshan's bed and said to him, "Let's talk."

Qu Jingshan didn't speak.

Qi Tu said: "I don't care what you think, anyway, I still have that principle, I can't—"

He couldn't help but poked the other person's shoulder, and said displeasedly, "Are you listening to me?"

Qu Jingshan sat up suddenly, and said in a panic with deep sleepiness: "Is it dawn? What time is it?"

He yawned, buried his head on Qi Tu's shoulder, and rubbed his forehead lightly: "Rabbit, I won't eat breakfast...can I sleep more? I'm so tired...headache..."

Qi Tu: "..."

Did he fall asleep?

He suddenly couldn't bear to speak anymore.

"Go to sleep." He patted the other person's back and told him to lie down, "Go on and sleep."

Hearing the word "sleep", Qu Jingshan lay down directly and fell asleep in a second.

Qi Tu covered him with the quilt and sighed helplessly.

Tonight, he could only hold back his words, and turned around by himself.

He plans to talk about it tomorrow.

But for several days in a row, the shooting task was very heavy. Qu Jingshan fell asleep after taking a shower every day after the show, and Qi Tu didn't have a chance to talk to him properly.It really suffocated him.

Later he learned that it was Qu Jingshan himself who asked for more filming in the past few days.It seems that he deliberately avoided himself.Does he feel outrageous too?So you dare not face it?

Then I have to speak more clearly.

Qi Tu felt that he had to deal with this matter before he left.He never likes to procrastinate on one thing for too long, because it will definitely get worse if it goes on.

The director seemed to see what he was thinking, pulled him aside, and said to him: "This, this...Director Qi, I have something to say, see if you can talk about it later. Now that we have filmed a key plot, we can't let the actors suffer too much." A big blow, otherwise it will affect the shooting effect, what do you think?"

Qi Tu looked at him and sincerely suggested: "I think you can play less, director."

"Yes, yes, yes," the director laughed dryly, "but this is his first drama with a leading actor after all, it is very important to him and you, right? So a professional manager like you must be an artist's career in everything Take it seriously!"

Qi Tu has always been like this.For this reason, many things can be left behind.

"If you say it now, he will definitely collapse, just like that day." The director earnestly said, "Are you doing well? You know better than me how important this project is. The investment is too big. The platform sent people to watch it." We’re working on it. We’re very tight on time, and there’s no room for loss. We’ll be done filming in a few months, and you can do whatever you want by then.”

Qi Tu was too lazy to listen to his ramblings, and made a stop motion: "Understood."

The director smiled gratifyingly: "Thank you, thank you."

Qi Tu turned to leave, but the director stopped him again: "Wait a minute, wait a moment."

"What else?" Qi Tu was very helpless, "Let's finish it once, my brother."

The director looked around, dragged him to an unoccupied corner, and said in a low voice, "Well... your mercenary boyfriend wouldn't come and shoot him, would he?!"

Qi Tu: "Huh??"

"Emma," the director wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I can't sleep well these days! I dream that your boyfriend came to kill people, armed with a machine gun, and shot our entire crew. I Let me tell you, although Xiao Shan really shouldn’t pester you even when you have a boyfriend, there’s nothing you can do about love. He’s young and you’re attractive. It’s normal for him to fall in love with you. Well, can you stop your boyfriend for us?"

"Is there something wrong with you?" Qi Tu felt unbelievable, "What kind of brain circuit did you have to believe that I have a mercenary boyfriend? Is this possible?"

"How is it impossible?" The director said seriously, "For an outstanding person like you, even an alien would bow down for you, let alone a mere mercenary!"

"Please put your mind away," Qi Tu held his forehead, "I don't have a mercenary boyfriend, thank you."

"What?" It was the director's turn to be surprised, "I also plan to ask you to provide some material for me to make a movie!"

"Slap..." Qi Tu took a deep breath, "I think you need to pat yourself on the head to see if water got in when you took a shower last night."

The director showed disappointment in his eyes: "It's a pity. Then what does your boyfriend do? Undercover? Undercover is fine too. I always wanted to make a gangster movie. Wow, I loved watching gangster movies when I was young. What did you and him do? I know him? What task is he performing now? Can this be said? Should it be kept secret? "

At this time, Qi Tu really wanted to have a mercenary boyfriend and beat the director to death.

He wanted to get out of here, right now.

After finally making it to the eighth day of the lunar new year, Miao Sisi came back, and Qi Tu also had to return to the company to resume work.

Before leaving, he bought another hot drink for the crew, and Qu Jingshan went to pick it up with him.

Neither of them spoke on the road.

As I was walking, an aunt suddenly popped up next to me: "Hey, isn't this Xiao Qi? You haven't gone back yet?"

The aunt looked at him with a friendly face, and pointed to Qu Jingshan beside him: "Is this your boyfriend?"

——Is it hard to get over the boyfriend joke? !

"No!" Qi Tu said quickly, "Don't point fingers."

"Yes," the aunt stared hard at Qu Jingshan. They had seen a photo of the two of them on Qi Tu's phone before, but Qi Tu coded the head of the photo.After taking a few glances, the aunt said: "The figure is very similar."

"Yes," said the uncle next to her, "it's very similar."

"Really." The aunt directly put the black plastic bag in her hand on the top of Qujing Mountain, then took a step back, looked at him, and said pleasantly, "Look, it's exactly the same!"

Qu Jingshan, who was inexplicably wrapped in a garbage bag: "..."

My boyfriend is actually me? ?