After I dressed as a fake young master from a wealthy family, I became popular [entertainment circle

"Meng Xia" - at the beginning of summer, it represents the fiery vitality, and the vigorous youth of young people is like this short season, showing off to the fullest.

The story volume of the TV series is not large. It is initially set to 24 episodes. It does not focus on the creation of group portraits of each family, but focuses on the "obscure youthful germination" among "teenagers". The collision between the actors and the delicate shooting techniques interpreted "a young man who doesn't know his heart, but a moment of heartbeat is a lifetime" with the lens.

If you really perform this kind of subtle throbbing, then it will be done!

The story is narrated from the perspective of the heroine. From the perspective of the heroine, the focus is on three words-a sense of substitution.

The requirements for the heroine are not generally high: he must be beautiful enough, but not too far away from the audience, and let the audience move with the heroine, screaming silently from the bottom of their hearts together, in "Am I worthy or not?" Fuck him?" and "Never mind that I'm going to fuck him today!" wandering back and forth.

Looking at the entertainment industry, Director Tao spent two months and failed to find an actor of the right age with a suitable temperament, until...

The scene being filmed is in the physical education classroom. The heroine Xia Shu took time off because of her menstrual period, while the male protagonist Meng Jian is in poor health and has never had a physical education class.

——The ambiguity is fermented in this kind of place where only two people live together.

While Xia Shu was absent-mindedly doing the chemistry problem at hand, she couldn't help but glance in Meng Jian's direction.

During this period, there is no other intersection between the male and female protagonists other than classmates, but girls still can't help but pay more attention to young people with good character, good personality, good looks, and good grades.

With great difficulty, she managed to finish a chemistry paper with a lot of effort, with a pair of answers, and the red crosses in her eyes were too horrible to look at.

The corners of Xia Shu's eyes twitched, but luckily he remembered in time that there were still people sitting in the back row, so he swallowed the "fuck" back.

If not, go ask...

She looked at Meng Jian quietly, then looked away instantly like a thief, stood up with the paper, and then sat down again, until Meng Jian raised her head and "just happened" to catch her small eyes.

The beautiful boy had clear eyes, more moving than the cloudless sunny day above the school. He smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"

For a moment, Yuan Li was in a trance. She was a little confused whether it was "Xia Shu" or herself who was beating her heart. After a two-second pause, she heard her own voice, stuttering and trembling uncontrollably: "Squad, monitor, I want to ask you two questions."

Hang Yang smiled, he saw the girl's nervousness and nervousness, but he didn't say it out, he just smiled gently, which made people think of the blue sea on a sunny day: "No problem, I just don't bother to do the questions, bring it on."

Yuan Li walked over slowly holding a paper full of red crosses, and sat down next to Hang Yang: "This, these two equations are balanced, and there is the last big question and the third small question. It, other papers will not be analyzed. ..."

Hang Yang nodded, and casually took out his papers without speaking, which perfectly avoided the embarrassment of girls facing a bunch of wrong questions.

I don't know if it was intentional or not. When he didn't need to write, the nib of the neutral pen in Hang Yang's hand was always facing him; and his seemingly inadvertent movements perfectly avoided physical contact with the girl. The distance between the two was neither Even if it is far away, it will not appear awkward and deliberate, and it will not be too close to give girls a sense of oppression... In short, it is two words - appropriate.

Director Tao watched from behind the monitor, completely unable to hold back the smile on his face, kept saying "good, good", and told the photographer over and over again, "The movements must be captured in full", "The micro-expressions must be captured in place", "The angle is slightly off. , the current close-up picture is too single!"

"This kid is so smart, so smart!" He babbled, and couldn't help but sigh, "Our camera must not limit his aura!"

"To put it simply, the difficulty of this balance is to determine the reaction product," Hang Yang's voice is like spring wind and rain, the logical accent is perfect and the lines are extremely smooth, giving people the feeling that he is a student who is alive and well, and he really eats the knowledge points. It's in my stomach, without the slightest deliberation, "There are still some details that need to be paid attention to, did you forget to write 'catalyst'?"

"..." Yuan Li stared blankly at his side face, and didn't know how much he had heard the long series of explanations just now. She was stunned for two seconds before she came back to her senses, "Um, um! Next, next Attention!"

"Why are you so nervous?" Hang Yang laughed again, "It's not a formal exam, it's a good thing to make a mistake."

"Card!"

Tao Dao yelled "Card" happily, seeing the state of his old man, he wished he could rush up to hug Hang Yang and give him a kiss.

Hang Yang got up, and was about to say "Thanks for your hard work" to the co-stars habitually, when Yuan Li bit her lower lip, nodded to herself, and ran away in a hurry, her ears still a little red.

Hang Yang: "???"

Chen Xu walked into the classroom from the outside. She has been watching behind the monitor these days. She has been with Hang Yang for half a year. The sisters blushed and covered their mouths, repeatedly screaming silently.

Her emotional eyes fell on Hang Yang, killing the possibility of "mother's love going bad" in the cradle, and firmly carried out the path of being a mother fan: "Let's go, the teacher from the props team will come in later, we are going to shoot the next scene. "

In Hang Xiutu's office, Lan Xinrong was discussing with him. After Hang Xiutu's perfunctory "hmm" for the third time, Lan Xinrong finally couldn't take it anymore: "Are you listening well? It's different from you bastard, you Knowing how valuable my time is—”

Hang Xiutu raised his eyes and glanced over, Lan Xinrong forced back the rest of the words: "It's not that precious."

"What's bothering you?" Lan Xinrong took the initiative to share the boss's worries, "I'm happy to tell you...ah no, help you share the burden."

Hang Xiutu ignored him, neither affirming nor denying, just walked to the window and quietly looked at the clusters of thriving green plants in the yard outside the window.

Lan Xinrong raised the corners of his mouth meanly, and said loudly, "Meng Xia" has been filming for half a month. I don't know how our Mr. Xiaohang gets along with his rival actor teacher? His first screen kiss... "

"There's no kissing scene." Hang Xiutu turned around and interrupted him, his voice was quiet and his expression didn't change, just his fingertips tapped unconsciously on the window frame.

"Oh~" Lan Xinrong dragged the "oh" back and forth a thousand times, his expression was like a beating, "Tell me about this young man, when shooting this kind of emotional scenes that are close to the real experience, it is usually more or less a little bit Substitution, it's very normal! This girl Yuanli belongs to our company, she knows everything, and I've been paying attention since she debuted, if she really talks to your brother—"

"Has the final plan for the new variety show been finalized? It's already the third edition, and the problems that should be corrected have not been changed at all," Hang Xiutu interrupted him with a blank expression, strode back to the desk, and clicked on the desktop, "Recently The communication efficiency with the program group is so low."

He slightly raised his eyebrows, his voice was very light, but with his unique sense of oppression: "What's going on?"

Lan Xinrong hesitated for a second, and didn't dare to play tricks again. He said "The boss calms down, I'll do it right away", and ran out of the office like a rabbit.

The room was quiet again. Hang Xiutu sat down behind the desk. Suddenly, he raised his hand and stroked the pot of violets that were about to wither on the table. Dropped in the dirt.

The movements of Hang Xiutu's hands paused, he was silent for a moment, and dialed the assistant's phone number: "Book a ticket, um, go to X city."

Almost in the blink of an eye, as the weather gets hotter, the days quietly enter June.

On June 6nd, Hang Yang's birthday came—of course, it was also Gu Yuan's birthday.

Early in the morning, Hang Yang gathered the blessings of his parents and elder brother. Although his father's plan to send gifts by helicopter was blocked by Hang Yang desperately, but the birthday gifts of relatives should arrive within two days. He only hopes that his family can Be as low-key as possible, or at least not too grandiose.

only……

Hang Yang clicked on the WeChat conversation column between himself and Hang Xiutu: no change; he quit to swipe to refresh: still no change.

Hang Yang pulled up the quilt and stuffed himself in it for a while, then sat up suddenly with his messy hair, patted his face, and jumped out of bed to wash as usual.

The crew had to remember the birthdays of the two leading actors. As soon as Hang Yang entered the set, he received a series of "Happy Birthday". He thanked them one by one with a smile. :still none.

Gu Yuan, as a mentally retarded social fear, is most afraid of this kind of occasion. Just facing the non-stop "Happy Birthday, Teacher Gu" is already exhausting, let alone the birthday party arranged by the crew in the evening. After filming, he immediately found a lame excuse on the spot, just like a prisoner released after serving his sentence, and walked away without saying a word.

Fortunately, Hang Yang, a good-tempered birthday star, stayed on the set, so the crew's preparations were not in vain.

After the filming ended in the evening, Director Tao first stood next to Hang Yang with a trumpet and gave a long list of praises, just like a grandfather hugging his grandson and boasting the child into a flower, just when Hang Yang was so ashamed that he wanted to be on the ground. When he broke through a crack and got in, Director Tao finally showed mercy and ended this small speech. Accompanied by "Come! Celebrate the birthday of our dear Mr. Cake comes over.

Yuan Li trotted over, put the "Happy Birthday Hat" on Hang Yang's head, and then hid behind Dao Tao with a blushing face. His skills were quite good.

"Come, come!" The booing around became louder, "Make a wish, make a wish!"

Hang Yang responded with a smile, but his right hand kept pressing tightly on the mobile phone in his pocket—no vibration.

He slowly let go of his hands, clasped his hands together, and a circle of bright yellow flames reflected on his retina. The moment he closed his eyes, he forgot all about "being healthy" and "successful in his career"... Hang Yang forgot everything, only The next very simple thought: I want him to be in front of me.

Hang Yang thought so, and made a wish like this.

But when he slowly opened his eyes: there were many smiling faces in front of him, but there was still not the one he expected.

There are many people around, but without that one, it would be meaningless, and the lively birthday party would become noisy.

Hang Yang coped with everyone's blessings and jokes instinctively. He smiled and cut cakes for everyone in the crew, but his eyes drifted towards the school gate uncontrollably. Even Director Tao noticed Hang Yang's absent-mindedness and asked in a low voice: "Tired? Or homesick?"

Hang Yang smiled: "it's all a little bit."

"Then go back first." When not filming, this elder is the most kind and talkative. He patted Hang Yang's back with a smile, "Go back and make a phone call with your family and go to bed early."

"Ah."

In the hotel, Hang Yang knelt on the tatami in the room, staring quietly out of the window. He glanced at the wall clock on the wall of the room: it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

City X is further south than City W. At first, Director Tao took a fancy to the more lush summer scenery here.It is clearly only the beginning of June, but the temperature is not low. Even the wind at night makes people a little hot.

Hang Yang looked at WeChat: there were quite a few dialog boxes with red dots, but the one he really cared about remained silent. Hang Yang absently replied "Thank you" one by one, and then sent a few bouncing bouncing words with a blank face Jump emoticon pack.

Less than two hours until June 6nd.

Hang Yang walked slowly to the window and sat down, stretched his arms and lay down on the bed, the "Happy Birthday" hat on his head fell off, turned around a few times, and happened to stop at Hang Yang's hand.

He looked at the circle of constantly flashing colored lights above the little thing, suddenly without a word he pulled up the still glowing hat, and slammed it on the door of the room with a "bang".

But just 2 minutes later——

"Dong dong dong", there was a regular knock on the door suddenly, with little force, as if afraid that the people in the room were already asleep.

Surging joy exploded in Hang Yang's heart. He almost had no reason to be sure who was standing outside the door. He immediately jumped up from the bed, staggered on his shoes and rushed to the door. He opened it without hesitation. door.

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