my lover is not human

After the press conference, the topic about Nuomu Entertainment appeared on Weibo hot searches as quickly as possible. The topic of wording has spread all over the Internet, especially the completely different reactions and attitudes of the plagiarists and the plagiarized in the reception. There is no need for Gu Changning to clarify specifically, and the situation is completely reversed.

[Sure enough, you can’t believe all the news reports, take other people’s works as your own, and even accuse others of plagiarism. I have never seen such a brazen person. 】

[In this world, which circle is not deep? 】

[Those keyboard warriors who follow the trend and accuse others of plagiarism, are you slapped in the face? 】

There were also people who suspected that Nuomu Entertainment was using this to hype up Gu Changning's official debut, or guessing about unspoken rules. After all, these voices were a minority and were quickly suppressed.

As the protagonist who sparked the topic, Gu Changning was currently in the dressing room, struggling with the tormenting headgear.

I thought makeup was the most troublesome thing, but removing it was even more troublesome. The most inconspicuous headgear in the costume drama, the makeup artist helped him remove it for more than an hour, and stubbornly refused to take it off his head.

A few days after the plagiarism was clarified, he had already started to participate in the filming of "Yu Yang". Today's film has reached the stage where the first emperor is seriously ill and will soon die, and after that, he will be crowned king.

With the script in his hand, he memorized the lines while taking off his makeup, but he was always distracted by intentional or unintentional stings.

"I'm sorry, does it hurt?" The makeup artist couldn't bear to see him squinting his eyes in pain: "Although this kind of headgear is good, it's just that it's not easy to take off. If you don't pay attention, it's easy to pull a few strands of your own hair."

Gu Changning smiled indifferently: "It's okay, you can continue."

"Not finished yet?"

The door of the dressing room was pushed open. The makeup artist looked up and stopped his movements: "I'm sorry, President, it may be for stability. The headgear is too tight, so I can't take it off for a while."

Yan Nuo stood at the door for a while, then walked over and reached out directly.

"Wait...wait, President Yan..." Gu Changning raised his hand, which he didn't have time to stop, and it froze in mid-air.

"Change and go back to the hotel."

He just stretched out his hands, and the stubborn headgear was easily removed without any pain.

Gu Changning: "..."

Makeup artist: "..."

Not daring to make Boss Yan wait any longer, Gu Changning walked into the changing room quickly, changed his clothes, and followed him out of the company.

It was still the luxurious suite. Gu Changning would stay here until Mu Qinsheng's drama was finished, but he didn't understand that it took a long time for Yannuo's drama to come, so there was no need for him to stay in the hotel.

While Yan Nuo was in the bathroom, Gu Changning ran back to his room and called his parents to report his safety. He watched the night view of the ancient city of Luning through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking at the lights from here, it looks a little dim against the night view of the city.

Standing in front of the window for a while, he walked out of the room, poured a cup of green tea and put it on the coffee table, which Yan Nuo wanted to drink after taking a shower every day.

Living here, he is also the life assistant of President Yanda.

The bathroom door opened, Yan Nuo came out wrapped in a bathrobe, Gu Changning was holding the script and reciting his lines, glanced at the green tea on the coffee table, turned around and went to the freezer to get two bottles of red wine.

"Can you drink?"

Gu Changning turned his head suddenly, saw the person standing behind him at some point, hurriedly put down the script, and said honestly: "Not very good at it."

Yan Nuo walked around behind him, sat down on the sofa on the other side, and put the red wine on the coffee table: "Have you ever been drunk?"

Gu Changning shook his head hesitantly: "No."

In fact, when he was a child, he was drunk and poured down a glass. Later, his parents strictly prohibited him from drinking, and he tried not to drink alcohol himself. He had long forgotten the feeling of being drunk.

Yan Nuo glanced at the script in his hand: "Where did you recite it?"

"Recite..." Gu Changning flicked through the script for a moment. What he is memorizing now is the part where Mu Qin went to drink with Cheng Hao after he was born king. If tomorrow's filming goes well, there will be a drunken scene in the evening .

So what Yan Zong asked him meant...

He looked at the two bottles of red wine he put on the coffee table, and then at the actor who played Cheng Hao. This is... to play against him?

The film directed by the actor himself seems to be very rare. After understanding what he meant, Gu Changning suddenly began to look forward to it.

Yan Nuo took two more goblets, the glass collided with the glass, making a crisp sound, opened a bottle of red wine, poured two glasses, raised one and handed it to Gu Changning: "This wine is not intoxicating, it is drunk It will not affect tomorrow's shooting."

"Thank you, Mr. Yan." Gu Changning took it over politely.

Twenty minutes later, the cheeks of the person on the couch were flushed, and the wine glass in his hand had already run out. Yan Nuo told him to try to drink some wine to find the feeling of being slightly drunk, and then began to answer the lines, He was still awake after drinking half a glass. The sweet and sour taste with a slight bitterness was very tempting.

He looked at the person on the opposite sofa, and he had hallucinations. The white bathrobe turned into a red veil, and the short flaxen hair stretched infinitely in front of him. The combination of his outfit is very inconsistent.

Gu Changning poured the wine for himself with the last consciousness, his dazed head started to work, after brewing for a while, he suddenly got up, followed the plot in the script, walked over and put his arms around Cheng Hao's shoulder: "Why don't you drink? Say you'll stay with me until you get drunk or go home."

He leaned on Yan Nuo's shoulder to touch his wine glass, and took another sip to himself: "The king left the palace today, aren't you happy for the king?"

"..."

"The palace gate... is dirty everywhere! Status, status, people's hearts... are all dirty, no one talks with me, I dare not talk to others, only you accompany me..."

He said his lines line by line. Some things seemed to be engraved in his mind. Every time he said a line, there was a corresponding picture in his mind. The person who was hugging him had already turned his head, and his face was rubbing against his face, so he could meet him by lowering his head.

Yan Nuo looked at the opening and closing mouth close at hand, tentatively approached, and was about to kiss him, but the man suddenly pressed his lips together and stopped his movements.

Gu Changning stopped suddenly, his pretty brows frowned, as if he had encountered some difficulty, he tilted his head, stood up straight, and bowed deeply again: "I'm sorry, President Yan, I...forgot the words gone."

Yan Nuo: "..."

"I'll... read the script again." He swayed towards the sofa on the other side, stumbled, fell forward, and was hugged by someone again. He tilted his neck and looked up, and what he saw was With a bewildering face that was lit by the light, he jumped up and threw himself on the man with the strength he didn't know where, he stroked his face and said, "Cheng Hao, you are indeed No. 1 in the theater and a role in the capital. No one I saw in the palace was prettier than you..."

As he spoke, he began to giggle, and buried his whole body in someone's red skirt, Yan Nuo stroked the back of his head, bent over and picked him up horizontally, and glanced at the label on the wine bottle, there was a number on it, 16.2% , that is the highest degree of red wine.

The young man who was cheated didn't notice at all. He was hugged and spontaneously wrapped his neck around his neck, muttering with his head buried.

"Chenghao, only you...Only you treat me well..."

Yan Nuo carried him into his room, put him lightly on the bed, looked at his blushing face, reached out to cool him down with his own cold hand, just when he touched him, his whole arm was hugged.

The person who had fallen asleep opened his eyes again for some reason, staring at him mistyly, his arms were slightly tight, Yan Nuo looked at him suspiciously, and saw his eyes full of affection: "Kiss me."

However, before the CEO could bend down, the man had already hooked his neck and leaned forward, touching his lips, dazed for only a moment, Yan Nuo's eyes darkened slightly, and he pushed him down on the soft pillow.

A forbearance, a passion, the moment of closeness, the forbearance became frenzied, the enthusiasm became passive, Yannuo kissed off the residual taste of red wine on his lips, and entered his mouth again, Gu Changning half opened his lips , Gradually climbed onto his shoulders and responded enthusiastically.

The dark golden silk quilt was covered, one person's red clothes were scattered, and the other's shirt was half-opened. A fiery kiss fell on the side of the neck. Gu Changning tilted his head slightly, pulling the quilt cover with one hand, and covering the back of his head with the other hand. The top of his head was warm and yellow. The bright light penetrated into his eyes through his closed eyelids, and he opened his lips in a hazy state of consciousness: "Chenghao, take me away..."

Cheng Hao, I am not the prince, you take me away...

The same words suddenly overlapped, Yan Nuo's body covering him suddenly froze, and when he raised his eyes, the man had already breathed evenly and fell asleep peacefully.

Covering his receding cheek, Yan Nuo affectionately kissed and kissed his rosy lips. In the huge room, there were complex and tender whispers: "Mu Mu..."

……

In a star-rated hotel outside the ancient city of Luning, Du Qiyu was returning to the hotel after finishing today's filming. The person behind her kept her head down, and only boldly lifted it up when the door was closed.

"Sister Du, you must help me this time. Nuomu Group has gone too far this time..."

"Excessive?" As if hearing some joke, Du Qihu snorted coldly, "If it wasn't for plagiarizing and beating him up, would we be in trouble now?"

"I was..."

"Okay, you don't need to explain. You have been with me for more than two years. The works you designed at the beginning are indeed good, but in the past year, you have not produced a decent work. Have you found out the reason?"

"..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Du Qiyu said again: "You care too much about fame and wealth. You lend me design clothes to gain fame. You enjoy being sought after by others and being superior. At that time, you have lost your original intention of being a designer. Now I The honor brought to you is saturated, and you can't produce good works to maintain your popularity, so you choose to copy the work of a new designer, which surprises me."

Li Rongjiao's face became ugly: "Are you trying to teach me a lesson?"

"Did I say something wrong?" Du Qi glanced at her: "You care too much about winning or losing, you care too much about your reputation, and a reviewer's comment makes you mess up. In the end, don't you blame yourself for being too useless?"

Gu Changning climbed from a little-known little designer to his current position, and everyone knew that there was something wrong behind it.It's just that Li Rongjiao's reaction to the judgment is too harsh, so she is doomed to never have a chance to come back!

The sarcasm in her eyes was too obvious, Li Rongjiao said with a livid face: "What qualifications do you have to say about me? Are you more noble than me because of the fact that your benefactor is in charge?"

Du Qiyu's eyes suddenly became sharp: "Keep your mouth shut, the only person who can help you now is me."

Li Rongjiao's words froze, and after all, she didn't dare to argue with her again, and said in a slow tone: "As a designer, Gu Changning is a newcomer, and he has already climbed to my head in just a few days. Now in the acting world, for you, He is also a newcomer, if he can overthrow me, he may not be able to overthrow you, so do it yourself!"

Waiting for someone to slam the door out, Du Qiyu's pretendingly calm face distorted bit by bit. In Nuomu Entertainment, she could only think of one person who could make Gu Changning's successful debut into the public's attention in such a short period of time. , as the oldest artist supported by Nuomu Entertainment, that person's attitude towards Gu Changning made him feel the crisis. She would never allow anyone to take her position in Nuomu Entertainment.

Looking through the window at the China World Trade Center diagonally opposite, Du Qiyu couldn't help but increase his strength with the hand that was half-holding his wrist.

The next day, when he opened his eyes from the scene in the script, Gu Changning was lying on his side, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the warm yellow light on his head was still on. .

Before the memory of last night was interrupted, he seemed to be talking to Yan Nuo about his lines. According to the development of the script, Mu Qinsheng put his arms around Cheng Hao and drank. He only remembered that he threw himself behind Mr. Yan with his lines on his back, and drank a few more glasses of wine , and then... there is no more!

Memory fragment, Gu Changning held his forehead, he probably fell asleep on someone else, right?

How did he get back to his room?

The memories and dreams after the fragments were connected, it seemed that he was kissed by someone, and he made it up by himself!

Gu Changning's face darkened, and he raised his hand without thinking.

The sound of the door opening was mixed with the crisp sound. The scene of him slapping himself was watched straightly, and he turned his head stiffly. There was a slender figure standing at the half-open door, and his gaze fell on him.

Mr. President, remember to knock on the door before entering someone else's room. You can't deprive him of his right to privacy just because he didn't pay the room fee!

Yan Nuo looked strange: "What are you doing?"

"I... wake up."

"..."

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