He just hit CP with true feelings [entertainment circle]

After the afternoon filming, the filming progress of the crew officially came to an end.

After the play, Weng Daoheng not only had to remove his makeup in the dressing room, but also had to take care of his joints and hair once a week. It has been almost two months since the b-line performance, and the weather is getting hotter. Weng Daoheng didn't cut his hair during the filming. Even if the hair extensions were removed in the play, his hair is probably a bit long, and it can be half tied into a ponytail.

Hair extension care is also quite time-consuming. The makeup artist was doing it next to him. Weng Daoheng was sitting and playing with his mobile phone, and then found that the power was a little dangerous, so he pushed the assistant Xiao Tang who was playing games on the side: "Tang Yiheng, take the charging cable of my mobile phone." come over."

While playing games, Xiao Tang bargained with Weng Daoheng: "Brother, wait, my game is not over yet."

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously felt a chill in his neck, and looked up to find Weng Daoheng looking at him with icy eyes. Weng Daoheng also felt that it was a miracle that Tang Yiheng could be his assistant for so long: "I will fight for you, and you can get it in my bag." Charging Cable."

So Xiao Tang handed his mobile phone to Weng Daoheng very quickly, and then hurriedly searched Weng Daoheng's bag. After searching for a long time, he said to Weng Daoheng, "Brother, you don't have any in your bag."

"It's in that yellow bag." Weng Daoheng helped Tang Yiheng play games without raising his head.

Then he heard Xiao Tang say: "Don't put your yellow bag here."

It was only then that Weng Daoheng remembered that the yellow bag was taken back by Ren Ye at noon, so he said to Tang Yiheng, "Would you like to go back to my nanny's car and bring my bag?"

Xiao Tang had no choice but to go back to get him his bag without any complaints. After a while, the man who appeared carrying his little yellow bag was not Tang Yiheng, but Ren Ye, and Xiao Tang followed behind Ren Ye with an expressionless expression on his face.

Weng Daoheng glanced at the two people, didn't say anything, took his little yellow bag from Ren Ye and took out the charger to charge it, then returned Tang Yiheng's mobile phone to him, Tang Yiheng took a look at his game record before moving around In just a few minutes, Weng Daoheng played two rounds and lost both of them. He was really addicted to vegetables.

Then Tang Yiheng glanced at Ren Ye who was sitting on the sofa in the dressing room, took a small stool and sat next to Weng Daoheng, and said to Weng Daoheng in a voice he thought Ren Ye couldn't hear: "Brother, why don't you tell me that Teacher Ren is sleeping in the bed?" You are in the car, you guys are too obvious."

"Obvious? What is obvious?" Weng Daoheng gave him a confused look.

Tang Yiheng continued in his ear: "That's not the point, why did you cover me with my sleeping blanket?"

Ren Ye, who was sitting at the back listening with his ears stiffened, subconsciously asked, "What? Is that your sleeping blanket?"

Only then did Tang Yiheng realize that Ren Ye had heard all his words. He was a little embarrassed, but fortunately he had a thick skin, so he looked straight at Ren Ye with his head held high: "It's my sleeping blanket, what's wrong?"

Ren Ye's face was a bit speechless. Although he didn't say anything, Tang Yiheng clearly saw "disappointment" in his left eye and "disgust" in his right eye.

Xiao Tang, who is not afraid of anything, competes with Ren Ye: "What do you mean, even though it is my sleeping blanket, I have never covered it once, and Teacher Weng usually takes it to cover it."

As soon as Ren Ye heard that his patch changed his face like a Sichuan opera, he immediately became friendly again, and he said sincerely to Xiao Tang, "Thank you for the sleeping blanket."

Xiao Tang: "..."

Weng Daoheng finished half of his hair care, Xiao Tang quietly sent a message to Weng Daoheng.

[Tang Yiheng: Brother, I still have to tell you, I know everything. 】

[Tang Yiheng: I think you are too blatant. 】

Weng Daoheng didn't know what Tang Yiheng was talking about, so he sent a question mark back.

Xiao Tang only felt that Weng Daoheng was pretending to be silly with him, so he glanced at Ren Ye who was on the sofa.

[Tang Yiheng: They are all my own, why are you acting with me? 】

[Tang Yiheng: I've been holding back this matter in my heart for several days, and I didn't even tell my cousin. 】

The cousin that Tang Yiheng was talking about was Weng Daoheng's manager Bai Yang, and the so-called cousin was also the kind of "cousin" whose appearance was three thousand miles away.

[Tang Yiheng: I've kept everything from you, don't worry, but you can't be so blatant anymore. 】

Weng Daoheng was also curious about what he had done that was outrageous, so he replied to Tang Yiheng like this. [Would you like to expand? 】

【How do I know I'm blatant if you don't tell me? 】

Yo, this is provocative, so Xiaotang Balabala said that he went to his room that day and heard the sound of the bedroom opening and closing, and after many days of observation, he confirmed that the person was Ren Ye, and through rigorous observation, he found that There is definitely something tricky between him and Ren Ye.

In the end he expressed his anxiety in this way.

[Tang Yiheng: Brother, you have been pure-hearted and ascetic for so many years, and now you have finally talked about it. It is very normal for old trees to bloom and old houses to catch fire, but can you restrain yourself? Usually, your eyes are drawn. People still stay in such a big and empty RV, lonely and widowed, this is not good, it is easy to be photographed. 】

Weng Daoheng was a little speechless after reading such a great deal. There is indeed a saying that the old house is on fire. What is "an old tree blooming"? It is called iron tree blooming!Weng Daoheng, who is not yet 27 years old, feels a little disappointed. Is it his fault that his early works won more awards?Why do you think he is "older"...

And he didn't know what Tang Yiheng had come up with when Ren Ye stayed in his room that day. Couldn't it be innocent for two big men to live in the same room?Although he and Ren Ye are no longer "innocent".

Weng Daoheng, who had a strong desire for revenge, glanced at Tang Yiheng with a knife in his eyes, and spread his hands: "Bring your mobile phone, log in to the game, I want to play the game."

Tang Yiheng's face looked mournful: "Brother, what a hatred and hatred."

Weng Daoheng still spread his hands, what can Xiao Tang do, he can only give him his mobile phone, thinking to himself, what a fool!Workplace bullying!Yes, Weng Daoheng using his account to play games is mentally torturing him!

Finally Weng Daoheng finished taking care of his hair. He looked at himself in the mirror with long hair, and started to get a little annoyed with this hairstyle. After working so long for filming, the hair he picked up was still old.

He returned Tang Yiheng's mobile phone to Tang Yiheng, and then said to Ren Ye on the sofa: "I'm fine, let's go."

Tang Yiheng looked at his record, and Weng Daoheng worked very hard to give him a five-game losing streak. Anyway, he is still a man, he only played matches and did not rank him.

Ren Ye got up, and suddenly said to Weng Daoheng: "Sister Qiao has a wrap-up banquet tonight, she just told me, let's go together."

Subconsciously, Weng Daoheng looked at his WeChat, but Qiaobo didn't notify him, he said: "Qiaobo, she didn't invite me, why did she only tell you."

So Ren Ye silently showed him Qiaobo's message on the screen of his mobile phone.

[Qiaobo: Remember to come to my wrap-up banquet tonight, the venue is xx Hall of xx Grand Hotel. 】

【Qiaobo: Oh, bring your guy over here, I won't notify you one by one. [Smiley.jpg]]

Heh, Weng Daoheng's mind was at peace, he didn't want to care about Qiaobo's nonsense anymore, he nodded with a serious face, and said to Ren Ye: "Alright then, let's go together."

On the way there, the two were sitting in Weng Daoheng's car, Xiao Tang was driving in front, and they were sitting side by side in the back seat.Weng Daoheng suddenly asked Ren Ye: "Does your hand still hurt?"

"Huh?" Ren Ye responded inexplicably, and then remembered that Weng Daoheng said that he accidentally knocked his hand out during the breakup scene last time, so he said, "That's just scratching the skin, I'll be fine a long time ago." It's okay."

Weng Daoheng wanted to see his hand, so he stretched out his hand to grab Ren Ye's hand. As soon as his finger touched Ren Ye's finger, Ren Ye hooked Weng Daoheng's finger with his backhand and held Weng Daoheng. He held his hand in his palm, In the dark car, he turned his gaze. In the dim environment, the lights outside the car flickered past his handsome face, and the atmosphere instantly became a little more "unclean".

Ren Ye whispered: "Don't look at it, the scar hasn't disappeared yet."

Then he moved a little closer, and whispered in Weng Daoheng's ear, "I'm afraid you'll feel bad after seeing it, senior brother."

Because of the closeness, Weng Daoheng K felt the airflow from Ren Ye in his ear, K felt a temperature rise in the half of the ear that was close to Ren Ye, because of the effect of the cramped space, Weng Daoheng felt a kind of heartbeat at the moment Ren Ye suddenly approached K felt that he realized that he had been molested by Ren Ye, and what was even more terrible was that Ren Ye's molestation had an effect on him, and he no longer had the calm calmness of before.

He didn't want to pay attention to Ren Ye's teasing, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ren Ye refused to let go. His big hand clasped Weng Daoheng's hand with a gentle and domineering force, and forcibly held hands with Weng Daoheng.

Weng Daoheng struggled for a few times, and then gave up. He didn't resist very much, so he just took Ren Ye's hand. Ren Ye saw that he was half-pushed, and gently scratched the palm of his hand provocatively. Weng Daoheng felt that subtle strength itch, which made him itch from his hands to his heart. The man's damn desire to win was provoked by Ren Ye.

"Why have you been so shameless lately." Weng Daoheng couldn't help but turned his head and said to him, he felt that Ren Ye had been feeling a bit "pretty pampered" since sleeping in his room that time.

As he spoke, he upgraded the hand-holding between the two in an anti-customer-oriented manner, and directly inserted his fingers into the gap between Ren Ye's fingers, interlocking his fingers, and flirted back, proving that Ren Ye's flirt was his younger brother.

Ren Ye:? ! !

In his heart, he only felt that a good thing came from heaven, so he happily grabbed Weng Daoheng's hand and buckled it back happily, locked the hands holding the two together, and shook them excitedly.

Tang Yiheng, who was driving in the front row, saw the actions of these two people through the rearview mirror and felt that his eyes were going to be blind. Just like that, Weng Daoheng even argued with himself to pretend to be naive. Same-sex friends would not have such a gay atmosphere.Tang Yiheng sat in the front and coughed a little, indicating that there were other living people in the car besides them.

Then the two confronting each other in the back seat didn't notice him at all. He seemed to cough for loneliness, so Tang Yiheng numbly opened the fender to give himself a face. He felt that he shouldn't be in the car.

So, half with a mentality of fighting for the front and half with a ghost in his heart, Weng Daoheng and Ren Ye held hands all the way. Their fingers interlocked, and their palms stuck together. Kissing is even more deadly. He and Ren Ye have kissed many times in and out of the scene, but it seems to be the first time to hold hands.

Ren Ye has indeed been a bit pampered recently, and his sudden confidence is that after accidentally decoding the vest of "Our Lady of Paris on the Runaway", it is Weng Daoheng. He always feels that this cognition has a little bit of subtlety.

Notre Dame on the Run in Paris is a rich lady reader account who focuses on wild ways of CP. She not only focuses on wild ways, but also has a long relationship. She has been knocked down for three years. Well, although such a meaning cannot be directly linked to liking and love, Weng Daoheng does not reject him after all, and can accept the assumption that he is with him.

When it came to Qiaobo's wrap-up banquet, Qiaobo invited all the leading actors and creators of the whole crew to have dinner together. She ordered a very private restaurant with an antique design and many courtyards inside. Qiaobo It is also a better dining experience and better privacy protection to directly pack a courtyard treat.

The security guard who led them in at the door was dressed like a bodyguard. The two got out of the car and wore masks to follow the security guard. Except for the security guard, the other service staff of this hotel were all dressed in Hanfu, which matched the environment quite well.

In addition to the two tables of dishes, Qiaobo also reserved a set of "Qu Shui Shun" in the middle of the courtyard. Two people sat in the pavilion to perform a piece of Suzhou Pingtan, one told a story, and the other sang a pipa. After the performance of "Little Book" in Pingtan, the two stood up in the pavilion and bowed with their instruments in their hands. After everyone applauded, the table began.

Even Liang Yu felt that Qiaobo would find a place, and he boasted: "This place is really nice, full of charm, not worse than those western hotels outside."

Qiaobo raised a cup of tea and respected him: "Thank you director for your compliment."

The two drank a cup of tea instead of wine.

Everyone sat around two tables, the younger generation gathered together, and the older ones consciously went to the other table.

Weng Daoheng and Ren Ye sat at the same table, sitting next to each other, because this was Qiaobo’s private finale, so everyone present was familiar with each other, so Weng Daoheng inevitably expressed his true thoughts. He said to Qiaobo: "You've made it too elegant and elegant, and I look vulgar, so I can't let it go."

Qiaobo only commented: "Do you want to let yourself go and divide the scenes?"

Weng Daoheng didn't want to talk to her anymore, but Qiaobo stared at him but smiled silently, Weng Daoheng was hairy from her stare, he whispered to Qiaobo: "What do you mean, the food was poisoned?"

Qiaobo said with a smile on his face, "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come? Didn't you invite me to come?" Weng Daoheng said, and after finishing speaking, he remembered Qiaobo's WeChat message to Ren Ye, and realized that he had jumped into a trap, acquiescing that he was Ren Ye's "that guy".

Then he thought of this, and said to Qiaobo: "If you want to invite me, just tell me directly. I haven't settled with you for your news. Are you so speculative?"

"Am I speculating?" Qiaobo smiled, and she said, "Didn't you just blame yourself?"

Weng Daoheng couldn't tell her, he buried his head in the food and didn't want to talk, while Qiaobo secretly added fuel to the fire: "You and your children, as long as the crew has eyes, they can see it, everyone knows."

Weng Daoheng didn't believe it, and when the two tables gathered at "Qushui Liuliu" to eat pastries and drinks, he deliberately sat next to the actor Yang Ting who played Sang Huai, and asked him quietly: "What do you think of me and Ren Ye?"

Yang Ting did see that he and Ren Ye had a problem. He only felt that they were real. When Weng Daoheng said this, he immediately felt that they were 100% real. He thought Weng Daoheng was playing self-destruct with him, so he said directly : "It's a good match."

Weng Daoheng then turned his face away and ignored him, just took a cherry on the table floating by the flowing water in front of him, and bit it down with resentment.

Ren Ye was sitting near him and eavesdropping all the time, but he was slightly obsessed when he saw him eating cherries. Weng Daoheng's dark and beautiful eyebrows were slightly lowered in anger, and his cat-like lips were slightly opened, slightly revealing his tongue, biting Drop that tender, juicy cherry.

The author has something to say: the whole crew thinks they are gay...

Only the parties feel that there is no problem.