Blooming on the ground

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After the premiere, the creators of the film were blocked by reporters at home and abroad outside the venue.

A considerable part of them went for the director Xuan Nian, who has been inseparable with this place since his debut, and is a frequent visitor to the film festival.

A foreign reporter asked him, what exactly does this same-sex movie really want to express?

Xuan Nian was proficient in French as soon as he opened his mouth. He said: "I feel that I have been filming here and there, just to change the plot and characters. In fact, it is all about the relationship between people. I have never paid attention to this movie. The homosexual element, this is a story about self and love, and the emotional and self-struggle between the two is the focus."

Some domestic reporters asked Fang Mufeng, one of the leading actors, what was his biggest feeling when he came here for the first time.

Since the end of the movie screening, Fang Mufeng has been in a particularly excited state. His face was slightly flushed, his eyes were bright, and he answered the wrong question: "There are a lot of people here, and the wind by the sea is very comfortable."

Yan Huanchao, who was standing beside him, couldn't help smiling.

Ordinary celebrities may answer that they are very happy and looking forward to the scene, but Fang Mufeng did not play the cards according to common sense, and many reporters laughed on the spot.

After the premiere, the film received a lot of praise from domestic and foreign film critics.Overseas distributors quickly announced the film's overseas release date, and domestic audiences will soon be able to see the true content of the film on video sites.

The domestic public opinion about this movie is constantly fermenting, and the audience's expectations are rising. The crew of "Between the Boundless Sea and Clouds" knows how to ride the east wind, and at this time they exposed the filming tidbits about Fang Mufeng.And the magazine previously announced the cover shooting video of Yan Huanchao and Fang Mufeng's fusion. The two are surprisingly well matched in terms of appearance and aura, and many people have started talking about their CP.

All aspects complement each other, and Fang Mufeng's enthusiasm also rises for a while.

The movie was a big success, Xuan Nian was in a good mood, and he bought everyone a good meal out of his own pocket.

At the end of the meal, it was already early morning, and most of the people passed out drunk and tired, and each went back to the hotel to rest.

Fang Mufeng asked Luo Tian to escort Sheng Lan back, and he and Yan Huanchao were in the same car.Although he also drank a lot and was drowsy during the return trip, he still knew that this was not heading for a hotel.

"Where are we going?" Fang Mufeng put his chin on Yan Huanchao's shoulder and asked vaguely.

Yan Huanchao tilted his head slightly, touched the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you to the beach for a breeze."

Fang Mufeng was stunned for a moment, and grinned: "I was talking nonsense at the time, but the teacher actually remembered it."

The light in the car was dim, and Yan Huanzhao stared at him with black and deep eyes, as if he wanted to suck life into him.

"I remember everything about you very clearly." His voice was very soft, but his words were heavy.

Fang Mufeng intuitively felt that there should be a kiss at this moment, whether it was lingering or passionate, and then disturbed the spring water.

However, this idea fell through. At this time, the car slowed down and stopped on the side of the road, and the beach was within easy reach.

The two got out of the car and walked towards the beach one after the other.

A crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the salty sea breeze rushes towards you with the sound of the tide, refreshing you and dissipating the smell of alcohol.

In the middle of the night, there was no one around, and the world in front of him was extremely open. The closer Fang Mufeng got closer, the faster he walked. In the second half of the journey, he suddenly spread his legs and rushed over. The waves rushing towards the beach were splashed everywhere by his sudden visit. His clothes and shoes were wet.

After a whole day, all kinds of intertwined emotions finally reached the critical point of breaking out, and he was finally able to disregard image management and yell into the boundless sea wantonly.

Yan Huanchao, who was left halfway, walked slowly and watched the little lunatic having fun at the beach for a long time.

After venting for a while, Fang Mufeng realized that there was a big boss behind him.He suddenly turned his head and saw that the other party was standing calmly on the beach looking at him. Although there was no obvious smile on his face, his eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and he was probably in a good mood.

Not long ago, Yan Huanchao stood on the shore like this, watching him behaving like a lunatic in the swimming pool.Fang Mufeng couldn't bear his attitude of being an outsider, always standing on a high ground and looking down at him without joy or sorrow, making people feel their own insignificance, which is hard to like.

Xu Shi is not afraid to be more presumptuous if he has reached the apex today, but Fang Mufeng is not afraid of death and splashes water on Yan Huanchao.Unable to dodge in time, this blow directly wet most of Yan Daying's upper body.

"Is Teacher Yan unhappy?" Fang Mufeng smiled wetly at him, and his words became extra bold, "Why don't you show your happiness? You're like a god all day long. How boring—"

A "thought" was not fully uttered, and at the moment of lightning, he felt light under his feet, and his whole body was hugged horizontally. Yan Huanchao's handsome face first suddenly approached and zoomed in, and then suddenly became farther and farther away.

Being thrown into the water again, Fang Mufeng was caught off guard and tasted a few mouthfuls of salty fish. He tossed and tossed in the shallow water for a while, and finally Yan Huanchao pulled him back.He was weak, his vision was blurred, and he sat on the beach panting heavily.

Yan Huanchao laughed loudly, half knelt down in front of Fang Mufeng, and raised his hand to push back his wet hair from his forehead.

The smile that was wet by sea water was more lethal than usual. Fang Mufeng stared at him closely, and his face couldn't help but feel hot.

"Happy," Yan Huanchao said after a long time, "We Mufeng are so happy, how could I be unhappy."

A gust of sea breeze brushed over Fang Mufeng's face at the right time, and passed over his lips, taking away some humidity and leaving a gentle touch, like a kiss with a lasting aftertaste.

Both of them were drenched, and as soon as they returned to the hotel, it caused a cloud and rain.

Yan Huanchao was in a particularly good mood today, and carried him around from the bathroom to the bed, leaving traces of their indulgence everywhere they went.

After a long journey, Fang Mufeng was delirious, his throat was broken, and a hoarse sob came out of his throat, and his wet body sank into the blanket of the big bed.

This night was very long, he fell asleep several times and woke up several times, only to find that the big boss still refused to leave.As dawn approached, he woke up from a nightmare. He had no memory of the specific dream, only sweat broke out on his forehead.

The big boss has retreated, but he still maintains the posture of hugging him from behind, giving people a feeling of being protected.In fact, this embracing position is not very comfortable after a long time, but every time Yan Huanchao sleeps in the same bed with him, he likes to hug him like this.No matter how wide or big a bed is, they can squeeze them into single beds in the end.

Fang Mufeng struggled to move in Yan Huanchao's arms, wanting to get up and go to the bathroom.

Yan Huanchao didn't sleep deeply, and was awakened by his movement. He stretched out his hand and hugged him who had withdrawn a little bit, kissed the back of his neck and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Go to the toilet." Fang Mufeng replied.

He got away from Yan Huanchao's arms. As soon as he sat up, he felt a great pain in his waist, and subconsciously raised his hand to hold his waist.

Yan Huanchao also sat up, stuck up from behind again, rubbed his back for him, and said, "I'll accompany you."

Film King Yan said that the so-called companionship was actually hugging him.His embrace is very warm and stable, and his chest is very broad. Fang Mufeng feels that if he is nestled in his arms, even though he is 1.8 meters tall, he will instantly become petite and docile.

When he arrived at the toilet, Yan Huanchao saw Fang Mufeng struggling to move to the front of the toilet, trembling and unable to stand still, so he simply spread his arms around his waist from behind, let him lean on his chest, and started to take off his pants.

"What are you... doing?" Fang Mufeng was embarrassed, and whispered in a hoarse voice, "I'll do it myself."

"Help you," Yan Huanchao put the obscenity in a fresh and refined way, "Good boy."

His trousers were all taken off, and Yan Huanchao's implication was to watch him do things, so Fang Mufeng had no choice but to bite the bullet.It was obvious that the rise was very high, but he held back for too long and didn't come at first. Fang Mufeng was anxious to wait, so he couldn't help frowning and snorted uncomfortably.

Who knew that Yan Huanchao would really help people to the end, at this moment he suddenly reached out to help Fang Mufeng, rubbing his warm palm intentionally, breathing into his ear, rubbing his lips on his neck again and again, while making a soft voice, "Hush..."

Fang Mufeng was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it, and his mind was not on excretion.

"Concentrate." Yan Huanchao's voice was low and gentle, as if it had its own reverberation, massaging his ears.

Fang Mufeng pretended to cover up: "I am very attentive."

Yan Huanchao smiled softly: "Okay, you are the most attentive."

When everything was over, he kissed Fang Mufeng's side face, and boasted with a smile: "You are so good."

Fang Mufeng blushed instantly.

The two of them lay back on the bed again, and he couldn't fall asleep any more, he tossed and turned with the raw fish that had just been put into the oil pan.

Yan Huanchao stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, and asked, "Do you want to go to the toilet again?"

"I'm not going!" Fang Mufeng almost blurted out, he was still ashamed and angry, and his emotions could be heard in three simple words.

"Okay, if you don't go, you won't go," Yan Huanchao probably thought the reaction was funny, "Then tell me what's going on?"

Fang Mufeng muffled: "I can't sleep."

Yan Huanchao stroked his hair and asked him, "Then shall we have a chat?"

"to chat with?"

"Well," Yan Huanchao said, "Talk about your affairs, unless I ask, you rarely talk about yourself except for acting."

Fang Mufeng seldom mentioned his own affairs. It was because he felt that there was no need to talk about their concerns because of the relationship between the two of them, or he deliberately guarded the one acre of land in front of him, for fear that the other party would enter too deep and break his boundary in one fell swoop.

He wasn't confident that he could stand it.

Now that it was Yan Huanchao who wanted to listen, Fang Mufeng didn't want to shame the big boss, so he still felt that he should reply.

He thought for a moment, and many things flashed through his mind, about performances, about his original family, and even about the scene with Yan Jingshan in his previous life, and finally he confided: "My 18th birthday was spent on the train, I gave up In order to fill in the application for the college entrance examination, I came to Beicheng with an underground band, but in the end, my savings were stolen and I lived on the streets.”

"And then?" Yan Huanchao asked.

"Later, I stayed in the film and television city and waited for the opportunity. I was willing to play any role. After that, I met Lao Luo, played tricks with him, ate steamed buns and grilled lunch together, and then became like this."

Fang Mufeng stopped there, and turned to Yan Huanchao: "Teacher Yan, tell me about yourself."

"What do you want to hear?"

"Just tell me what you were doing when you were 18 years old."

Yan Huanchao was silent for a while before answering: "On the night of my 18th birthday, I saw my dad for the last time. I didn't see him again until his death. Being an actor is my own choice, and my parents didn't give me any support. Then When I was studying at Central Opera, I did different part-time jobs in my spare time, went around to audition, until my sophomore year, I had three rounds of interviews and was selected by Director Peng."

This is the first time Fang Mufeng has heard about this experience. It's not that he has never seen Yan Huanchao's in-depth interview, but the other party has never mentioned these things much.Even if the host or the reporter took the initiative to mention it, he would just chat lightly and then take it with him.

"Will it be very bitter and tiring?" Fang Mufeng asked him after hesitating for a few seconds.

"I'm not tired," Yan Huanchao smiled, "At that time, I felt that I had endless energy every day, and there was only one strong idea in my heart, and I believed that I would be able to grasp what I wanted."

Fang Mufeng laughed after hearing this: "Then you really grab what you want."

He became famous and became the movie king that everyone looked up to.

"No," Yan Huanchao denied it without thinking, and sighed lightly, with regret and melancholy in his words, "There are times when I can't catch it. Once the opportunity is missed, it will be lost forever."

After finishing speaking, he touched the scar on Fang Mufeng's shoulder blade, kissed him naturally, and called his name in a low voice, "Mufeng Mufeng, I'm actually not omnipotent."

At this moment, Fang Mufeng's heart beat violently several times.