Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Outside the private room of Yashe, a cinnabar red letter engraved with "Tao Ranxuan" is hung on the door plate made of golden silk nanmu.

Pushing open the door, bursts of sandalwood fragrance blowing towards the face like a woman's soft hands, wrapping everyone's breath in her arms.

This private room has semi-curved sightseeing French windows, and the large round table is covered with silk and gold-patterned tablecloths. There are about sixteen seats around it, which is more than enough for the crew.

Xin Ye picked a seat close to the window, so that he could enjoy the scenery while eating, and he pulled Jiang Yuan and sat down.

Seeing the two walking over holding hands, Fu Yu was unwilling to let them sit together like this, so she also stepped forward with her long legs and prepared to sit next to Jiang Yuan.

Ji Mu propped up his chubby body, slipped in from behind, ran to the front of Fu Yu, and pulled away the seat beside Jiang Yuan.

"Hey, I want to sit by the window too! It can't be cheap for the two of you to enjoy the scenery while eating."

Ji Mu grabbed the seat with a proud face.

Seeing that the position she was eyeing was robbed, Fu Yu clenched her fists and looked at the back of Ji Mu's head with some annoyance.

But after thinking about it, what if he lost his position beside Jiang Yuan?It's just that there is only a chubby building block, but it is still not far from Jiang Yuan.If you don't rush to grab another position, I'm afraid you will be farther away from Jiang Yuan.

Just as he was about to pull away the seat next to the building block, he saw that the building block didn't seem to see it, and squeezed away Fu Yu's hand holding the seat, and dragged Mu Sanwei over.

Ji Mu pressed his shoulders heavily and sat down on the seat: "Come on, come on, of course the director brother has to sit on the throne."

Mu Sanwei was dizzy from the strength of his pulling, and finally came back to his senses, a little anxious: "Next time, can you speak first before acting?"

"Isn't it because you're afraid that you won't be able to grab a seat?" Jimu beeped softly, "Be kind as a donkey's liver and lungs."

After beeping, he raised his head, and then he suddenly noticed Fu Yu who was standing behind.

"Huh? Why is Miss Fu standing here?"

Fu Yu scolded him no less than a thousand times in her heart, but she could only twitch the corners of her mouth, and said with a subterranean smile: "It's nothing, I'm just here to see the scenery."

Seeing her like this, Jimu suddenly realized something and let out a long "oh" voice: "Miss Fu also wants to sit by the window? Then we will give you the seat?"

Seeing this, Fu Yu meekly hooked the hair on her sideburns behind her ears, with a look of knowing that she couldn't bear to refuse, her brows looked a little eager to laugh: "How embarrassing..."

"Well, that's fine," Jimu shrugged, and simply sat down on the seat, "Sister Fu is so kind, she is reluctant to compete with us for a good seat."

Fu Yu's hands froze in the air, and she took back the steps she was about to walk towards the dining table, and she was so embarrassed that she tapped her toes on the floor.

She smiled shyly and courteously, but in her heart she wished to cut the building blocks into pieces.

This fat man... actually played this trick with her in full view and made her look ugly?

Fu Yu clenched her fists tightly, letting her bright red nails sink into her palms.She turned around and walked to the vacant seats next to Mu Sanwei, and took a seat just one vacant seat away from Jiang Yuan and the others.

Jiang Yuan tied the napkin for Xin Ye, arranged the tableware, and when he looked up, he saw Sang Wen staring at Fu Yu.

However, Sang Wen did not choose to sit next to Fu Yu, but sat down a few seats away.

The other girls either sat down beside Fu Yu, or chose to sit on the other side of Xin Ye, chatted with playful smiles, and joked with Xin Ye.

This is very strange.

In the morning, Sang Wen still looked like he was having an affair with Fu Yu.

Now he is deliberately keeping a distance from Fu Yu?

Jiang Yuan's doubts only flashed for a moment, and they were quickly forgotten.

Anyway, other people's affairs have nothing to do with her, so there is no need to intervene.This is the code of conduct she has always adhered to.

But after all, Fu Yu was someone who had been by her side since she was a child, more or less considered half of her relatives.Jiang Yuan would not completely ignore what he said.

In the sound of everyone's playful chatting, all kinds of rare dishes were served, and they were placed on a rotating glass dining table.Before the dishes were all served, the chopsticks on each plate were already moving wildly.

Fu Yu stared fixedly at Jiang Yuan with her glamorous eyes, watching that glamorous beauty carefully peel the king crab shell for Xin Ye, dipped the undamaged crab meat into the sauce and fed it to Xin Ye's mouth inside.

She gritted her teeth, feeling that each of the delicacies on these dinner plates was more unpalatable than the other.

A few cans of beer and a few bottles of red wine were brought to the table one after another. The waiter respectfully filled the glasses on the table with the bubbling beer one by one, and the foam overflowed like no money.

Mu Sanwei swept away the previous depression and unhappiness, stood up first, and raised his glass: "Thank you for your dedication to the crew in the past few months. Today's results are very good. I would like to toast everyone."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank it down.

It's very enjoyable to drink.

It seemed that apart from the joy of winning the award, there were also some suppressed emotions.

After speaking, Mu Sanwei poured another glass and looked at Xin Ye.

"Ono, thanks to your good script, our film can have a skeleton, I respect you."

After speaking, Mu Sanwei looked at the waiter who was pouring the wine: "Just pour her a little, don't need to fill it up."

However, Jiang Yuan was sullen, and before Xin Ye could say anything, she casually removed the wine glass.

"Is there any juice or other drinks?" Jiang Yuan looked at the waiter and asked.

The waitress was stunned by Jiang Yuan's face for a moment, and then blushed and said hastily, "I'm sorry, the juice needs to wait for 10 minutes."

Jiang Yuan didn't make things difficult for the other party either, just nodded slightly: "Pour a glass of red wine."

The waiter didn't dare to delay, and filled her up immediately.

Mu Sanwei thought that Jiang Yuan wanted Xin Ye to drink a glass of red wine, and his face turned livid: "Jiang Yuan, Xiao Ye has never been allowed to drink."

"Yes, I know." Jiang Yuan's tone was flat, his eyelids were slightly closed, and his eyes drifted towards Mu Sanwei with a bit of willful indifference, "I'll drink for her."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuan slightly raised his glass to Mu Sanwei, and slowly drank the crimson liquid in the cup into his lips.

For drinks such as red wine and fruit wine, Jiang Yuan never drank them all in one go, and always drank them with a taste.

Xin Ye sat quietly watching, and had already taken a handkerchief to wipe the corners of Jiang Yuan's mouth after drinking the red wine in the glass.

Without a word, they completed what they wanted to do for each other.

There seems to be a tacit understanding between the two people. Even if they don't say anything, they will instinctively consider each other's point of view, and then cooperate with each other to complete it.

This is not only seen from the drinking, but also gradually revealed during the shooting process and getting along with each other in the past few months.

Looking at this scene, Fu Yu's eyes were flushed, and bloodshots spread like spider webs.

She drank the wine in the glass glass after glass, and the lipstick marks were scattered on the rim of the glass.

"Why is Sister Fu drinking alone!" Seeing this, Ji Mu took a few mouthfuls of prawns, then stood up quickly and toasted her, "I toast my sister!"

Fu Yu looked at the boy's greasy mouth, which was still stained with crab roe and shrimp shells, and squeezed out a seemingly gentle smile from the corner of his mouth.

She poured out the wine and answered it, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Sister Fu has a good drinker!" Ji Mu slapped his hands and praised, and poked Mu Sanwei's ribs beside him with his elbow, "Look at you, a big man, he can't drink after a few drinks."

Mu Sanwei glanced at him uninterestedly, and continued to cut the steak on the plate.

Fu Yu didn't want to continue to watch the picture of Jiang Yuan feeding Xin Ye, but his eyes were always uncontrollably fixed on that cold and delicate side face.

She clenched her fists, barely thinking about eating.

In a blink of an eye, she caught a glimpse of Sang Wen who was also sipping red wine diagonally opposite her.

Sang Wen moved away from staring at Fu Yu, and looked calmly at the crimson liquid in the cup.

However, those eyes with obscure expressions seemed to wander under Fu Yu's black skirt covering her breasts and hips.

Fu Yu held back the retching in her heart.

But she suddenly thought of Jiang Yuan who was always turning a blind eye to her on the other side...

She wanted to test for a moment, would Jiang Yuan really ignore her?

Fu Yu's cheeks were flushed, she looked a little drunk, and she quietly loosened the black gauze-wrapped shoulder straps, revealing a snow-white shoulder and neck and a plump gully in front of her body.

When the girls at the side saw this glamorous scene, the red wine that had just reached their throats immediately stopped.She coughed a few times, and quickly brought Fu Yu's shoulder belt back to its original position.

"Sister Fu Yu, be careful." The girl worried, "Don't just drink, eat some food?"

Fu Yu cursed in her heart, "Mind your own business".

There was still a blushing apology on her face, and she parted her lips in a dazed expression: "Ah...thank you..."

The dinner gradually passed for more than half an hour, and everyone chatted about gossip while eating.

"Films participating in the Jinhua Awards at the end of the year must be screened with the dragon label 30 days before the awards."

Mu Sanwei listened to everyone's discussion until the next step to participate in the Jinhua Award, and opened his mouth with a little drunkenness.

The building block was confused: "We are all just students, how can we get the dragon mark?"

"Recording is fine." Jiang Yuan replied casually, "As long as it doesn't touch the defense line of film censorship."

As a person who has half a foot in the film industry, everyone is well aware of the defense line of film censorship.

In recent years, more and more themes have been banned, and the creativity of film art has been greatly reduced due to the elimination of cultural atmosphere.

Extremists will openly complain that film censorship is too harsh and rigid.

However, this is nothing more than to avoid the proliferation of "social trauma" sexual themes and cause adverse effects on society.

How to complete a released movie without crossing the boundaries of artistic creation is a difficult problem that everyone in the crew will face.

"How about we expand "Killing Life"?" Jimu rubbed his hands, a little eager to try, "Xiaoye's script is so good, it's not worthwhile to just shoot a one-hour feature film."

Xin Ye quickly shook his little head, his long, fluffy curly hair was bulging on his sideburns: "For the same crew, the first time a script is shot is the best."

"Then Xiao Ye, do you have a new script?" Mu Sanwei hurriedly took the topic, "If so, we will continue to shoot your next script in the next six months."

Xin Ye was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Jiang Yuan.

I saw Jiang Yuan nodded to her, indicating that she could speak out for everyone to hear.

Only then did Xin Ye take a deep breath: "I have a script I've been preparing all along. It's a story about the economic period of the medieval manor owners in England and France."

"What is it about?" Mu Sanwei asked.

"Tell... the love story between the daughter of the manor and the maid."

The dining table suddenly fell silent.

The seafood in the iron stone pot is still creaking, and the sound of the air-conditioning in the private room spreading on the table is also whistling.

It wasn't until Jimu was so stunned that he accidentally knocked the chopsticks in his hand on the dinner plate, and there was a "ding" sound, and everyone came back to their senses.

A love story between girls...

Jimu frowned and thought for a moment: "So, it seems that we haven't had a domestic gay film that can be released in recent years, right?"

"It's time to catch up with the predecessors." Jiang Yuan said quietly.

The last lesbian film that was popular all over the country was an art film made by the fourth generation of directors. Regardless of sexual orientation, audiences were deeply attracted by its artistic techniques and story line, and were greatly shocked.

However, in recent years, this type of films has become more and more scarce. Even if there are, most of them have not been approved for public release by the Film Bureau, or there are some scripts that cannot be put on the stage.

In this decade, there are only a handful of gay films that are well-known across the country and can win awards.

Everyone in the crew was infected by this atmosphere, and gradually understood the direction of the next film.

"However, films with English and French backgrounds should be more difficult to shoot, right? Can we make it in half a year?" Ji Mu asked.

"Simple, if we can't build the scene, we will go directly to England."

Seeing that Mu Sanwei said it without blinking an eyelid, a member of the crew asked weakly: "Director, do you cover the travel expenses?"

Mu Sanwei's temples throbbed: "Of course it's all inclusive."

"Yeah!!!" Everyone cheered, even Jiang Yuan looked at Xin Ye who was smiling and clapping, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

Just as everyone was gradually chatting about other topics, Sang Wen's interest also broke away from the enthusiasm of everyone just now, and turned to look at Fu Yu, who was drinking with his chin propped up.

Fu Yu's appearance is outstanding, coupled with that kind of charm, she has the unique and delicate temperament of Jiangnan tea garden.Every movement of hands and feet is like drops of fine raindrops, dripping itchyly on the bottom of people's hearts.

Sang Wen recalled her soft and tender waist, and the plumpness she showed in front of him this morning...

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened.

If Jiang Yuan hadn't been present in the morning, he wouldn't have let this woman go.

The wine glass in Fu Yu's hand "slapped" and fell on the dining table, and the wine flowed out, soaking the tablecloth.

The girl at the side quickly supported Fu Yu who was lying on the table, shaking her body: "Sister Fu Yu? What's wrong?"

"Are you drunk?"

"Why don't you send her back first?" The girls around were discussing.

At this moment, Sang Wen put down his wine glass, got up and went straight to Fu Yu's seat: "I'll take her back first, you guys can eat."

Seeing her hand being swept away by Sang Wen, the girl supporting Fu Yu was immediately annoyed: "I've never seen you be so kind, but now you're active?"

Sang Wen just glanced at her: "Shut up if you can't speak."

After finishing speaking, Sang Wen took Fu Yu's arms and wrapped her arms around her plump breasts, intending to pick her up and leave.

"Wait." A cold female voice sounded by the window, piercing Sang Wen's legs like an ice pick, forcing him to stop.

When he was annoyed about how he was ruined by that glamorous beauty again, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Yuan: "What's the matter, Photographer Jiang?"

"Where do you want to send her?" Jiang Yuan crossed his arms and looked coldly at Sang Wen's hands lingering on Fu Yu's body.

"Of course Miss Send Fu will be in the house," Sang Wen suddenly laughed contemptuously, "Where did Photographer Jiang think I would take her?"

Jiang Yuan looked at him in silence for a moment, then turned his head to look at Xin Ye who was leaning against his arm.

The curly hair on Xin Ye's temples has been gathered behind her ears.There was no unnecessary expression on her face, she just met Jiang Yuan's gaze firmly, and smiled at her with her lips pursed.

"Can you?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"Go." Xin Ye nodded towards her, his star-like eyes seemed to be shining brightly, "I believe in you."

Jiang Yuan also smiled, raised his hand and gently rubbed that soft little head: "I'll be back soon."

"No need, just send her back." Xin Ye rubbed against Jiang Yuan's well-knit palm obediently, "We will rush back as soon as possible."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan nodded, stood up quickly, and walked towards Sang Wen.

Sang Wen squinted as Jiang Yuan walked towards him, and took Fu Yu's delicate body from his hand.

"I'm sorry, but I'll take her back."

Jiang Yuan didn't even look at Sang Wen, he just took Fu Yu's arm and carried her on his back.

"Jiang Yuan, who could she be?" Sang Wen only felt a little ironic and amused, "It's so important that you would rather leave your good girlfriend here? Are you not afraid of me doing it?"

Jiang Yuan let the girls around put a coat on Fu Yu's thinly clad back for her.

"She is a relative of my grandfather." Jiang Yuan replied straightforwardly.

When passing by Sang Wen, Jiang Yuan lowered his voice and warned in his ear, his voice was full of chill that could not be dispelled: "However, you'd better not get Xin Ye's idea."

"What if I hit?"

There was still that slight coldness in Jiang Yuan's eyes.

She looked at Sang Wen and smiled contemptuously: "If you are not afraid of death, just try."

Until Jiang Yuan left the private room with Fu Yu on his back, Sang Wen still stood there without moving.

The conversation between Sang Wen and Jiang Yuan just now was not loud, neither Xin Ye nor the people nearby could hear what the two of them said clearly, they only guessed that they were negotiating who would send Fu Yu back to the house.

However, only Sang Wen himself knew how coercive Jiang Yuan's last words were when he left the private room.

Sang Wen managed to break free from the pressure of the huge boulder, his arms seemed to be still trembling in the glacier.He gasped, not daring to breathe.

When he turned back to his seat, he subconsciously looked up at Xin Ye who was sitting by the window.

The girl's hair was fluffy and fluffy, and it seemed to be plated with a layer of gold in the afterglow of the setting sun.A pair of aura eyes are also staring at him quietly at this time, as if a goddess who has fallen into the mortal world is looking directly at his uglier inside through his vulgar and filthy body.

Forget it... He has no intention of playing with this girl for the time being.

It's just a pity, Fu Yu...

Since he drank a few glasses of red wine, Jiang Yuan paid for the security personnel of the restaurant to drive Fu Yu's diamond black Porsche, and took Fu Yu all the way back to Jiang Yingzhou's temporary residence.

At this time, the night has fallen silently on the entire city, leaving only a few dark purple clouds in the west, blurring in the deep night sky.

The dim street lamps beside the highway swept across Jiang Yuan's ax-like face, casting shadows under the crow-colored eyelashes, like a black forest.

Fu Yu was sitting on the left side of the back seat of the car, leaning against the junction of the car window and the soft chair.Her expression was a little blurred, the coat had slipped on the seat, and she was pulling the shoulder straps of her black hip-wrapping skirt feebly.

A piece of reddish white was exposed.

She seemed to be a little hot in the seat, she pushed back the skirt with slits at the side, and twisted her two smooth long legs.

"Xiao Yuan, is the air conditioner turned on? It's so hot in the car..." Fu Yu murmured weakly.

Jiang Yuan sat on the right side of the back seat, staring intently at the road ahead of the driver's seat.

She glanced at Fu Yu beside her who was hot and unbearable, and thought of Xin Ye in a trance.

That little white rabbit would get hot after drinking fruit wine, and would wrap around her body trying to cool off.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yuan's mouth.

But she quickly withdrew her smile, looked back indifferently, and called the security personnel in the driver's seat: "Turn down the air conditioner."

Security took the lead and immediately lowered the tone.

However, after Fu Yu was quiet for a while, she seemed to be feeling uncomfortable all over. While brushing back her long hair, she leaned towards Jiang Yuan's body following the shaking car.