Tianguang [entertainment circle]

It wasn't until Jiang Yingzhou closed his eyes and became quiet that Fu Yu slowly moved his hand away.

If it wasn't for his heaving chest due to breathing, Fu Yu would have even thought that the old man had died here.

If Jiang Yingzhou died, maybe she would be happy?will be sad?

I don't know anything yet.

But Fu Yu only knew one thing, that she hadn't finished what she had to do.

Now Nursery Rhyme has begun to doubt her.After a long time, the series of plans she made up with Qiao Yinshan's ring will be debunked sooner or later.

Originally, he wanted to use Qiao Yinshan's name to attack Xin Tian, ​​so as to threaten Xin Ye and Jiang Yuan.However, Huatian Entertainment has Qiao Yinshan's hidden shares, so she dare not do these things under Qiao Yinshan's nose no matter what.That's when he decided to think of such a complicated plan, planning to destroy Xin Ye and Jiang Yuan's crew in terms of reputation.

As if possessed by a demon, she wrote strokes on the mahogany table in the bedroom.

Bloodshots filled the eye sockets.

Jiang Yingzhou's cell phone rang suddenly amidst the sound of knives and knives, and Fu Yu suddenly turned around, staring at the vibrating and noisy thing on the table.

She couldn't be more familiar with the name on the screen.

"Original".

She went to pick up the phone, gritted her teeth and looked at the call on the screen, and sneered.

After pressing the hang up button, Fu Yu sorted out his language and sent a message.

After discussing the plan and shooting schedule for the next few days with everyone in the crew, Jiang Yuan drove Xin Ye back to his apartment.

Xin Ye was a little nervous at first, holding his two small hands restlessly in front of him.

After all, this time I went to Jiang Yuan's house with a clear purpose.No matter what, she never expected that she had said something very suggestive to Jiang Yuan just now: "Suddenly want to go to your house to eat fried rice with eggs you made."

TUT

It's all here, what else can I do.

However, what Xin Ye didn't expect was that when she was sitting on the sofa alone, Jiang Yuan went into the kitchen without looking back, and when she came out, she already had a plate of fried rice with eggs in her hand.

Seeing Xin Ye's eyes wide open in surprise, Jiang Yuan chuckled lightly: "What's the matter? Don't want to eat?"

"No, no, I want to eat!" Xin Ye's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect you to come back and cook."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "You mean, you want to get straight to business?"

Xin Ye resolutely ignored this sentence, picked up the spoon and took a sip into his mouth, puffing his cheeks full of happiness: "It's delicious!"

Jiang Yuan had nothing to do with her, so he could only smile lightly.

The two sat facing each other like this, and each of them ate a plate of fried rice with eggs.Jiang Yuan carefully prepared iced watermelon balls and left them for Xin Ye as an after-dinner snack.

"Come to the study after eating." Jiang Yuan said, turned around and rubbed the back of his neck, and walked towards the study.

Xin Ye swallowed hard the crushed watermelon ball, barely choking on himself.

Um?Go to the study? ?

Xin Ye suddenly thought that the last time he was in the bathroom, could it be that this time... Jiang Yuan chose to be in the study?

Why is it a strange place TUT every time

After dawdling in eating, Xin Ye came to the study with his own pace.

She poked her head and looked inside.

Jiang Yuan was sitting in front of the desk at this time, with a stack of papers scattered around.When Xin Ye took a closer look, he found that the papers had already been storyboarded.

Out of curiosity, Xin Ye picked up two and looked at them.

Just looking at the content of the screen, Xin Ye couldn't guess what the plot was.But the costumes and movements of the characters can be seen at a glance.

Looking at the big mandarin jackets and cheongsams of these characters, Xin Ye felt a "thump" in his heart.

She picked up another one to look at, and it showed the main character in Beijing opera costumes.

Jiang Yuan stopped the pen in his hand, looked up at the stunned little white rabbit beside him, and pulled out the storyboard script from her hand: "I haven't finished the drawing yet."

"Where did you see these plots?" Xin Ye felt like he was tongue-tied.

"you guess?"

"Is this someone else's script besides mine? Or did you come up with it out of thin air?"

"you guess?"

"I don't guess, I don't guess." Xin Ye was frightened by the plagiarism of the script, and moved a stool to sit next to Jiang Yuan very seriously, "If this is the script you read from someone else, it must be Tell me!"

Jiang Yuan chuckled, and then took out a large notebook from a stack of books embedded in the wall.

Xin Ye immediately opened his eyes, staring at the big book without blinking.

"Hmm—I don't know which fool gave me a script." Jiang Yuan made a gesture, and opened the big book. It was filled with densely written words, and there were many deleted and edited handwritings. The turbulent 60s of the century, the low-level story of struggling to survive in the cracks'."

Jiang Yuan read it according to the summary written on the first page of the script.

The handwriting on it is beautiful and lovely, and it's hard not to know who wrote it.

"You...how did you see this?"

"Can't you see?"

"It's not that I can't read it," Xin Ye scratched his earlobe with some embarrassment, "I originally wanted to write it for the next competition."

Jiang Yuan put the big book on the table, grabbed Xin Ye's waist and let her sit on his lap.

A burst of sweet wild lily fragrance came from the neck, so Jiang Yuan couldn't help but brush away the hair of the beauty in his arms, and sniffed lightly.

It wasn't until he was satisfied that Jiang Yuan looked at Xin Ye's eyes again.

Xin Ye's cheeks were flushed again, and he quickly avoided his sight.

"When did you start preparing this script?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"When I was still in Xining." Xin Ye replied in a low voice.

"Aren't you tired?"

"This has always been my habit." Xin Ye smiled and signaled Jiang Yuan to rest assured, "When the script entered the final stage of refinement, my workload was greatly reduced, and almost all of the crew worked together to complete it. But at this stage, the desire to create is the strongest, and I don’t want to waste it, so I always start thinking about new scripts.”

Hearing what Xin Ye said, Jiang Yuan felt the same way.

Why not when she was shooting, the more she got to the stage of refining albums and films, the more she wanted to try the next type of shooting.

"Yes, do you want to see all the current storyboards?"

Xin Ye shook his little head, his fluffy curly hair swept over Jiang Yuan's nose, and a scent of hair lingered in his breath.

"I don't want to watch it yet, but after chatting with you just now, I suddenly want to start writing the script again." Saying that, Xin Ye turned around and prepared to pick up a pen.

Jiang Yuan forcibly twisted her body back, so that she had to stick to him.

"Want to take the opportunity to escape?"

Seeing that his little idea was hit, Xin Ye laughed aloud: "Ah, how could it be, how could it be?"

"Then now?"

"I want to take a bath first!" Taking advantage of Jiang Yuan's inattention, Xin Ye slid out of her arms like a loach, and ran out of the study, "After I finish washing, remember to wash one too!"

Looking at the appearance of the little white rabbit running away, Jiang Yuan was really helpless and funny.

I don't know if she has ever thought that if she can escape this little while, she won't be able to escape tonight?

After designing the last scene of the current plot in twos and twos, Jiang Yuan tidied up his things, got up and went back to the room.

Because "The Secret Language of Europa" that the crew is preparing to shoot is an Anglo-French film of the [-]th century, as a photographer, she must also develop a sense of European taste.The books and photography collections that have been prepared these days are piled up on the table next to the bed.

Jiang Yuan has seen many photo albums of foreign photographers before, but most of them are avant-garde and not suitable for movies.If you really want to make a European-style film, you really have to work hard on all aspects related to aesthetics.

Watching the time gradually change to 08:30 in the evening, Jiang Yuan's regular alarm clock rang.

She turned off the alarm clock as if nothing had happened, took the mobile phone casually, and skillfully dialed the first contact in the address book.

There was a constant "beep--" coming from the receiver.

But the old man at the other end never answered the phone.

Is it already asleep?Jiang Yuan thought to himself.

Before she could get suspicious, the other party hung up the phone, and soon sent a mobile phone message.

[Grandpa went to bed early today, so don't disturb him.I will take good care of grandpa. 】You don't need to guess, you know it's from Fu Yu.

Jiang Yuan looked at this message and pondered for a while, then suddenly remembered that since the incident of plagiarism appeared until now, it seems that he hasn't talked to Fu Yu face to face.

Not only was she the number one suspect in stealing the script, Xin Changyuan also said on the phone today that she was the one who sent news of Xin Ye's plagiarism to the headlines of domestic entertainment.

Jiang Yuan really couldn't figure out what this woman was thinking.

Was it really just revenge on her?It was too crazy to the point of frightening.

The knuckles of her holding the photo album were slightly white, and there was a trace of coldness in her expression.

No matter what, Fu Yu made a move on Xin Ye, Jiang Yuan would never let her go.Even if she has Jiang Yingzhou by her side to support her.

The bathroom door was opened, and hot air like a white mist escaped out, plunging into the cold air of the air conditioner in the room.

Xin Ye was wearing a suspender nightdress at this time, and the hem of the skirt just reached the position of the thigh.

She had already blow-dried her hair, and the black-brown hair hung softly on her waist, and she walked to the bed obediently and approached Jiang Yuan.

"I'm done washing, it's your turn." Xin Ye took the photobook away from Jiang Yuan's hand, "Don't look at it for too long at night, your sleep is already light, and you won't be able to sleep."

Jiang Yuan teased, "Do you think you can let me sleep tonight?"

"...Hurry up, go take a shower!" Xin Yetong blushed, hugging Jiang Yuan's arm and trying to drag her away from the bed.

Jiang Yuan had nothing to do with her, so he had no choice but to respond: "Okay, I'll go." Before going to the bathroom, he didn't forget to bite his fair and soft little face.

Aggrieved, Xin Ye rubbed the teeth marks on his face, and got into bed after Jiang Yuan left.

At this time, the bed was already warmed by Jiang Yuan's body temperature, and it was surprisingly comfortable under the air conditioner.The scent of sea breeze and lemon came from the bed, making Xinye feel as if he was being held tightly in Jiang Yuan's arms.

Thinking back to the way Jiang Yuan always hugged her waist domineeringly, and the way he closed his eyes and buried himself in kissing her, and thoughtfully and carefully cooked for her, tidied up for her, fastened her seat belt, etc. With the appearance of the series, Xin Ye's heartbeat was beating uncontrollably.

But every time... I feel like a silly groundhog with a monkey butt face...

She pulled up the quilt to cover her face, and kicked her feet a little annoyed and shy.

When will the problem of blushing when you get close to Jiang Yuan be cured?

……

After Jiang Yuan solemnly finished bathing, washing, and wiping off the water stains on her hair, she looked at the person in the mirror with satisfaction.

well.

After all, as a qualified object, the little white rabbit must be satisfied in all aspects.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan put the broken hair on his forehead behind his head, and walked towards the room.

The air conditioner was a bit cold, Jiang Yuan went to the bed and turned up the temperature.

When he lowered his eyes, the eyelids of the little white rabbit who got under the quilt remained motionless.

Jiang Yuan suddenly had a premonition in his heart.

She leaned down and leaned close to Xin Ye's ear, her voice was neither soft nor heavy: "Have you finished writing the script?"

However, Xin Ye frowned lightly, only twisted his body, and burrowed deeper into the bed.

It didn't take long for her to stop moving, and her eyelashes didn't flutter at all.

Jiang Yuan helped his forehead.

He didn't respond to the script, it seemed that he really fell asleep.But she would fall asleep while she was taking a bath, which Jiang Yuan never expected.

Is it because I am too slow?

Jiang Yuan was helpless, but he had no choice but to turn off the light and go to bed, leaving only a small night light spreading silvery white light.

Holding the album in his arms and watching it for a while, Xin Ye beside him still remained silent.

Jiang Yuan seemed to confirm it, and looked closely at that face again.His finger lifted up uncontrollably, and poked the soft flesh on her cheek.

Like poking into a smooth, soft marshmallow.

The little white rabbit still didn't move.

But under the illumination of the night light, that small face gradually turned an unusual blush.

Feeling that the glamorous beauty with her head propped up in front of her seemed to be still staring straight at her, the blush on Xin Ye's face became deeper and deeper, and the heartbeat in his chest became faster and faster.

The air conditioner is turned on to sleep, and the room is already quiet, and the heartbeat is so loud that I can hear it even if I cover myself with the quilt.

After waiting for a while, the people around him did not move.

Could it be that he fell asleep?Xin Ye thought in his heart.

Quietly opened one eye, in front of his eyes was a clear and fair clavicle, showing a shadow outline under the light.

Xin Ye raised his head slightly, wanting to see if Jiang Yuan had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

However, when she raised her eyes to look at this face that she couldn't get tired of looking at no matter what, those long and narrow black eyes were slightly narrowed, hanging down with interest, looking at her.Like a wolf in the wilderness, it has locked on its prey target.

Xin Ye swallowed.He quickly retracted his head and closed his eyes.

Jiang Yuan propped his chin against the pillow with one hand, raised his other hand, and gently stroked Xin Ye's flushed little face.

There was a teasing smile on the corner of her mouth: "Do you know why so few screenwriters appear in the film?"

Xin Ye closed his eyes tightly and subconsciously shook his head.

"Because...the acting skills are too bad."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yuan caressed Xin Ye's jawline, leaned over and gave a long and deep kiss.The soft tip of his tongue teased her, as if telling Xin Ye: It's useless to pretend to be asleep.

Xin Ye was so kissed by Jiang Yuan that he couldn't breathe.After all, I have been hiding under the blanket with my head shrunk for so long, and suddenly the oxygen is taken away by Jiang Yuan, and I will not be able to recover for a while.

She frowned, quickly pushed Jiang Yuan's shoulder and begged for mercy, "I...I can't do it..."

Jiang Yuan nibbled on her lips as if he was nostalgic, and then left her lips and teeth, looking at Xin Ye with dim eyes, who was ashamed, annoyed and helpless with her.

"Do you still dare to pretend to be asleep?" Jiang Yuan's eyes were slightly curved, and there was a hint of danger on the brow.

"Don't dare, don't dare again." Xin Ye quickly embraced Jiang Yuan, got into her arms and acted like a baby, rubbing his soft head against Jiang Yuan's collarbone like a cat.

Jiang Yuan played with Xin Ye's hair: "It's wrong to lie, you know."

"Got it! Got it! I promise I won't lie to you again!" Xin Ye pursed his mouth and smacked against Jiang Yuan's mouth, "Just forgive me, okay? Okay? ..."

Jiang Yuan covered Xin Ye's lips with his palms, and pinched the small faces on both sides as if punishing him.

It feels really good in the hand.

"In order to let you have a better memory," Jiang Yuan smiled, pulled Xin Ye's wrist and pressed it on the pillow, his whole body was on top of Xin Ye, "I can't let you go for nothing."

Shino gasped.It seems that there is no way to escape TUT anyway.

The lights in the room were dim and dim, like a layer of silver powder sprinkled by the moonlight, wrapping the two tightly.

The body temperature of the two gradually rose during the tossing and turning kisses, and the clothes and dresses had faded away unconsciously, and the subtle and shallow breathing sounded in the ears like the sound of nature, and swayed back and forth in the room.

Jiang Yuan likes to hear Xin Ye's voice very much.

The soft touch of the fingertips will always make Jiang Yuan unable to resist the desire to rub Xin Ye into his arms, into his body, and monopolize her whole body.

When she woke up from the confusion, she looked at Xin Ye who was still blushing with dull eyes.

The pair of butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered with teardrops, the white teeth bit their lips lightly, and the slender and white wrists gently hung on the long seaweed-like curly hair.When she looked at Jiang Yuan with those affectionate but shy eyes, it was as if a violent wave swept through Jiang Yuan's mind.

This made Jiang Yuan more unrestrained, more and more wanting to devour her like a jackal.When the ups and downs of her hands became more and more violent, the whining of the little white rabbit also became softer and softer.

It wasn't until the two of them felt as if they were groping in the clouds and mist of the night sky that Xin Ye softened his body in a slight itchy beating, and he weakly clung to Jiang Yuan's shoulder, panting slightly.

Jiang Yuan kissed her forehead, and wiped off the fine traces of sweat for her.

"Are you tired?"

Xin Ye shook his head lightly, the blush on his face hadn't faded yet.

Seeing her so soft in his arms, Jiang Yuan hugged her lightly, pressed her in his arms and caressed her gently, trying to make her calm down slowly.

Until the breathing of the beauty in his arms calmed down, Jiang Yuan felt that his collarbone was being swept by the pair of eyelashes.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Xin Ye.

And Xin Ye was also staring at Jiang Yuan closely, as if he was tracing her facial features and outline, and seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, Xin Ye quietly said:

"Why... your heartbeat is not as fast as mine?"