I swapped bodies with my rival [Entertainment]

Pei Huan returned to the hotel room.

As soon as the door is opened, the rich rose fragrance comes from the pavement, all the way from the tip of the nose to the lungs, deeply washing away the depression in the heart.

He held the SpongeBob SquarePants doll in his lap.

"Do you know." Pei Huan sighed, "But gorgeous silk and satin shouldn't be stained, so it won't be perfect."

Naturally, he couldn't wait for the doll's response.

Pei Huan knew how much what he said to Zhu Yang just now was too much. Zhu Yang is such a bright and pure person, so naturally he would not want to lower his profile and be an underground lover who could be dumped at any time.

It's just seconds when we are together.

It's really dumbfounding.

He curled up on the sofa.

Looking at the phone screen with half-closed eyes, swiping up and down with his fingertips, a @his Weibo message popped up.

It is the boot image posted by the official blog of "After Met You".

This novel has a large number of fans of the original work, and the cast members are even more famous, and it quickly climbed the hot search list.

[Pei Huan really wants to play Jiang Tian? ?Does he have acting skills?Is the current capital bowing to the flow? ? ? ]

[I'm a film star, I've worked hard, it's very tiring to play with the vase! ]

[Prosperous World Entertainment invested, let's break up and bring capital into the group. ]

[This position is so interesting, there is a Mariana Trench between the two leading actors hahaha. ]

Pei Huan looked at them with a blank expression. For the attacks when they first debuted, this level is just drizzle.

At that time, he could receive "love gifts" from black fans every day, and even had acid thrown outside the airport.

Of course, it didn't work out in the end.

The black fan was held down by the security in time and yelled to disfigure him. Compared with the fans and everyone who had been stunned for a long time, Pei Huan was the first to calm down.

He said to the people around him: He attacked me first.

Then he walked up to the black fans coldly and beat the person to death, until the black fans called Dad I was wrong, Pei Huancai reluctantly withdrew his hand and said: If I remember correctly, there is a word called self-defense.

Pei Huan flipped through Weibo, read pictures and found some interesting words to scold him, but this year's fans still can't do it.

It is too gentle to scold him for sticking the vase upside down.

Then his phone vibrated twice.

Zhu Yang: I agree to communicate in a non-public manner, and treat you and others equally in public, with the same attitude.

The only requirement is that I hope you maintain the level of a professional actor and not affect the shooting due to personal relationships.

Pei Huan froze for a moment.

It never occurred to Zhu Yang to give in.

It's really... people can't help but want to take a picture to commemorate it.

Pei Huan: Of course.You can't influence me.

Pei Huan casually took out the shooting schedule in his bag, and checked the scenes of today's night scene, which corresponded to the script...

bar, interior, night

Jiang Tian was surrounded by people and hid in a chaotic bar. When he met Chu Yu, a down-and-out painter who drank his sorrows, Jiang Tian kissed Chu Yu forcefully to avoid the pursuit.

Pei Huan: "..." It was too early to speak harshly.

At night, when Pei Huanlin went out, he brushed his teeth and chewed two more pieces of gum.

He came to the set.

Zhu Yang was chatting with the director, he nodded slightly when he saw him coming over, and then continued their topic.

It was exactly as he said.

Non-public relationship does not affect filming and is treated equally.

The lighting of the scene was ready, and Pei Huan had already put on his makeup.

Under the ambiguous and flashy lights of the bar, Pei Huan listened carefully to Wen Song's play.

Wen Song said: "When you go up, you are kissing, be careful to be strong, after all, this kiss of yours has given this downhearted man a new inspiration to draw with a brush.

So this scene is very important and cannot be sloppy. "

Pei Huan nodded, "Understood."

He turned to look.

Zhu Yang was sitting on the wine red leather sofa booth, with a cup of Long Island iced tea on the marble table, his fingers were long and thin, and his dark and gloomy eyes were covered with a layer of gloom.

Enter the play.

Wen Song said with a loudspeaker: "Keep quiet at the scene and prepare for the lighting group performance."

"321, action!"

Pei Huan opened the door and came in, and quickly got into the crowd twisting on the dance floor of the bar, followed by men with fierce tattoos, "If you dare to run, find them all for me!"

The tattooed man's subordinates pushed away the crowded crowd, Pei Huan's eyes darkened, and he kept backing away, but these people had already surrounded the bar tightly.

It seems that there is no escape.

Pei Huan slammed into a table with the back of his leg.

He turned his head and met a pair of dull eyes. The man's whole body was full of exhaustion and decadence, but the hand on the table was like a work of art.

Just give it a try.

The tattooed man's subordinates searched around and came back to report one after another, "I didn't see that kid."

"For such a big man, he can grow wings and fly." The tattooed man said: "Go, ask if there is a back door."

The subordinate came back and said, "There is a back door."

The tattooed man snorted, "Chase."

When he passed a table, he glanced at the two boys who were inseparable, and couldn't help but click his tongue, "You're having a good time." Then he left in a hurry.

"Card."

Director Wen Song said, "Pei Huan is in good condition, so I can take this shot directly. Next, I won't borrow a seat and shoot a close-up of the kiss scene."

Pei Huan hummed, and was about to get off Zhu Yang.

Wen Song said: "Hey don't move, just sit on him and take pictures."

Pei Huan: "..."

Zhu Yang said: "If you mind, you don't have to—"

"No need." Pei Huan said: "Don't accommodate me, come with the best visual effect."

Zhu Yang is trustworthy, and he will do his best.

Wen Song nodded, "Then come directly."

"Prepare on site."

"321, start!"

Pei Huan wrapped his hands around Zhu Yang's shoulders, leaned over and kissed him, and when he touched the cool lips, he couldn't help but his eyelashes trembled.

The people below did not respond and lead as usual.

He bit the bullet and continued to kiss.

It's more like a kiss than a lick on the lips without any skill.

"Card!"

Pei Huan raised his head in bewilderment, Wen Song saw his innocent gaze and couldn't get it out of his mouth, so he had to tactfully say: "Little Pei, have you ever had a girlfriend?"

Pei Huan froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Well, I can't blame you." Director Wen patted his head with the script, "The kiss is too dry. You should not only seduce the man in front of you, but also the audience behind the camera."

Pei Huan pursed his lips.

Trying to find some experience from the few kisses, but it was sad to find that it was Zhu Yang who brought him into the scene almost every time.

But he doesn't believe he can't do it on his own.

"Try again."

Pei Huan kissed the cool lips again, but he still couldn't do it right, like a milk dog who only knew how to lick and suck.suck.

In the end, he stopped before the director called the card.

This time was not much better than last time.

Wen Song said: "Come and see for yourself."

Pei Huan walked to the monitor to watch the replay of the screen. After watching it, he was silent. He followed the rules too much but lost the most important freshness and vividness.

Wen Song said casually: "Your performance in the last audition was much more aura than this one. Don't think too much, just act well."

Pei Huan responded in a low voice.

"Don't put too much pressure on it, take a rest first, we still have a lot of time." Wen Song patted him on the shoulder and said.

Pei Huan sat down on the chair in frustration and took a sip of water.

He turned his head to look at Zhu Yang, he was still sitting on the original sofa, but his expression was indifferent, and he didn't give him half a look.

What are you thinking about.

She actually thought that Zhu Yang would come over like before, took his hand and said: You can do it.

But habit is a terrible thing.

Pei Huan struggled on his seat for a long time, but he still stood up, and walked up to Zhu Yang, "Senior."

"what's up."

Zhu Yang didn't look up.

Pei Huan didn't know what to say for a moment.He inadvertently glanced at Zhu Yang's phone screen, and there were some business documents on it that he couldn't understand.

Zhu Yang said: "Just tell me if you have something to do, I'm not free."

After getting used to Zhu Yang's taking care of him for so long, he almost forgot his original appearance, the iceberg who could mercilessly comment on him at the awards ceremony, and even sterilized him when he was touched.

Zhu Yang was indifferent, but Pei Huan was not happy.

He hates Zhu Yang like this.

Pei Huan said: "I can't join the show, can you take me?"

"Sorry, I don't have a show." Zhu Yang said.

Pei Huan said: "You have brought me before, why not this time?"

Zhu Yang finally put down his phone, raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at him, "You don't think that I lead you as a senior and a junior, without asking for anything in return, right?"

Pei Huan was slightly taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"From the very beginning, I have been selfish towards you." Zhu Yang said, "You want to be someone else who doesn't matter. I will take back all the special treatment you get from me."

Pei Huan's figure swayed like a breeze passing through clouds.

Zhu Yang stood up.

He turned around and left without hesitation. He walked decisively and quickly. Seeing that the figure was about to disappear around the corner, Pei Huan couldn't help shouting: "Zhu Yang!"

Zhu Yang's footsteps paused.

Pei Huan was overjoyed, he walked up quickly and stood beside him, trying to hold his hand, but was dodged.

Zhu Yang said in a deep voice, "Pei Huan, what exactly do you want?"

Pei Huan looked at his empty hand.

"I really can't keep up with your changes. You said you wanted to keep it private, and now you're so close." Zhu Yang said, "What do you want from me?"

Pei Huan said: "I..."

Zhu Yang withdrew his gaze and continued walking.

Pei Huan quickly grabbed his wrist from behind, "I don't know why this happened, but what I'm sure of is that I don't want you to ignore me."

Zhu Yang raised his eyebrows lightly.

Pei Huan bowed his head in shame, he knew that his behavior was rascal.

After a long time, Zhu Yang said in a cold voice, "I'm a little thirsty."

Pei Huan's eyes lit up instantly, he raised his head and said excitedly: "I know where the best milk tea is, and I'll take you there."

"Yeah." Zhu Yang's voice was still cold, "But I won't go back on what I said, I will only teach you how to act in private."

Pei Huan knew that it was his fault.

He nodded obediently, and put his arms around Zhu Yang, "Thank you, senior!"

Zhu Yang frowned, "Senior?"

"Wrong." Pei Huan shook his arm, "Brother, don't be angry, please?"

Zhu Yang's deep eyes suddenly dimmed, and he pulled him into the corner, "Don't you want to learn kissing scenes?"

"There's no one here right now."

Pei Huan hesitated.

Zhu Yang didn't insist, and said lightly: "Forget it, I will buy the drinks myself." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave.

Pei Huan quickly pressed his wrist.

Lifting his head and stepping on his feet, he kissed the sharp and cold thin lips uneasily, and licked the lips repeatedly.But I still can't find the feeling of trembling and blood flowing backwards like before.

He couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Zhu Yang finally hooked his lips soothingly, and gave the obedient boy some small rewards.

Pei Huan's eyes were instantly clouded with mist.

But Zhu Yang stopped leisurely, and said in a commanding tone: "Don't shake, this is not flirting."

"Yes..." Pei Huan's voice was still trembling.

Zhu Yang said: "Hold me, try to stick your tongue in."

Pei Huan approached obediently, his soft and delicate hands gently hooked the back of the man's neck, approaching with a sweet fragrance on his body, dawdling as if to please.

But Zhu Yang remained unmoved.

Pei Huan's voice was soft and waxy, begging softly, "Brother, brother Zhu Yang, can you kiss me?"

"You said it."

Zhu Yang pinched his slender waist and pressed him against the wall unceremoniously. The thought he had endured for a long time was put into practice, just like the heavy rain finally falling on a sweltering day.

Pei Huan hugged the man's neck tightly. "I like you."

"But you don't love me?" Zhu Yang stopped giving again.

Pei Huan hurriedly shook his head blankly, "No, I love you." He took the initiative to touch Zhu Yang's lips, carefully observing his expression.

Zhu Yang smiled sullenly.

Pei Huan was almost dumbfounded. It turned out that the moment the sharp sword was sheathed, it was soft.

"Yeah, I can feel it." Zhu Yang's eyes drifted across his trousers, sticking to his ear, and his voice was like the deepest string, "Your brother is greeting me."