Rebirth of the King

Director Osby's performance in the circle is so strong that even people like An Cheng who have never entered the international circle in their previous lives have heard of it.

It's a pity that compared with director Osby's real achievements, this director also attracts people's attention for his "outstanding" on the other hand.

"He likes to have sex with his artists?" An Cheng silently raised his forehead.

Qi Yan laughed: "That's right."

Ancheng looked at him helplessly: "At this time...you don't seem to be laughing."

"No," Qi Yan gently lifted his chin and kissed him: "I'll go with you."

The conscience of heaven and earth, at that time Ancheng hadn't figured out what it means to go with him.

It wasn't until the air ticket arrived the next day that he suddenly realized a serious problem——

"What about the sky?"

"Just because you're so affectionate, I also think you should be dismissed." Qi Yan said seriously.

Ancheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "So what did he do?"

"He found a new job, so he fired you." Qi Yan lied without blushing, without any pressure.

Ancheng pulled up the plane blanket silently and said silently: "Then I'll sleep for a while."

"Really," Qi Yan pulled his blanket down: "He really found a new job."

An Cheng didn't get back his blanket, so he reluctantly opened his eyes to look at people: "You mean, the current manager can fire his artist?" How unpopular he really is.

"He has found a good friend," Qi Yan said surprisingly, "You know him too."

An Cheng knows it, Qi Yan knows it too, and they can still make such jokes...

"I don't know?" An Cheng asked.

"Why did you guess the guy when you came up?" Qi Yan chuckled.

An Cheng was about to be pushed down by him, God is sorry, he has always been bent, never straight, and the people next to him didn't give him this chance, one or two are both bent, naturally there is no reason to guess where a woman is side to go.Hearing what Qi Yan said, An Cheng could only continue to guess: "Yan Qinglian?"

Qi Yan stared at An Cheng for a while, then pulled him down and kissed him with his tongue.

This time they took the special plane sent by Osby, which was more comfortable and luxurious. What satisfied Qi Yan the most was that there was no one monitoring the long-distance flight.

This kind of atmosphere is really very good and very suitable for discordant actions.

An Cheng was kissed by a jealous person and almost passed out, so he pushed the person away angrily and amusingly: "Who is that?"

I don't know many people in this life, so I'm afraid I have to guess all the directors.

Qi Yan finally didn't hold back anymore, and said with a slight smile, "Zhu Mulan."

Ancheng was a little puzzled, and had to say that this name really didn't appear many times in his life, so that his first reaction was... who is this person?

Seeing his appearance, Qi Yan was a little amused, pulled him down a little closer and wrote on the palm of his hand: "Jingyu Media."

The feeling of the palm of the hand being lightly touched by the fingers is like a feather sliding back and forth on the tip of the heart. It feels a little numb and itchy.

Ancheng moved his troublesome fingers down calmly, and said seriously: "I want to sleep."

Even if you are a little bit curious about gossip, you must never admit it, you must sleep.

Qi Yan looked at An Cheng with a very meaningful expression, he smiled slightly and said, "What a coincidence..."

Ancheng felt something was wrong, so he heard Qi Yan continue with a smile: "I want to sleep too."

An Cheng pulled the blanket up, wishing he could cover himself directly: "...I sleep alone."

Qi Yan fell silent.

For a second, An Cheng didn't fall asleep.

For ten seconds, Ancheng couldn't hear the sound of breathing outside.

In 1 minute, Ancheng pulled the blanket away and found that Qi Yan was gone.

Although this special plane is luxurious, it is not so big that no one can see it.An Cheng pondered for a moment in his heart, he really didn't want to understand which muscle of Qi Yan was wrong, and he disappeared without a sound.

He sighed, and finally stood up resignedly, and headed towards the tail of the plane, where the flight attendant was, and Qi Yan was there, holding a tray in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing Qi Yan, An Cheng's heart calmed down a little, he stretched out his hand and gently touched him: "Are you hungry?"

Qi Yan turned around, with a slight smile in his eyes: "I'll get you some, I remember you love truffles."

When doing an exclusive interview in his previous life, An Cheng did indeed say it, but until now, he doesn't remember which small magazine it was an interview with, unexpectedly, Qi Yan has always remembered it in his heart until now.

He only felt a gleam of warmth in his heart, he hugged Qi Yan and walked back: "It's quite far, you sleep for a while."

It's rare for An Cheng to talk to Qi Yan so gently. Qi Yan was stunned, then shook his head and said with a smile: "When you get to Director Osby, remember to keep it."

Once a family man, the moral Osby will not have their ideas.

An Cheng's heart was bright, but he still stretched out his hand to pull him closer, and gently kissed Qi Yan's lips.

The feeling of rubbing lips together was particularly good, An Cheng closed his eyes, feeling his heart became more and more quiet.

He couldn't figure out when he fell asleep, but he only remembered that when he woke up, the two of them had already left the exclusive plane and reached a stable ground.

"Hi," Director Osby poked his head from the front seat, his blond hair looked arrogant, and he smiled slightly, "Welcome, my Prince of the East."

To be honest, Ancheng didn't know what kind of role Qi Yan played in it, but seeing Osby's serious and respectful appearance, I'm afraid Qi Yan had contacted him before. Establish a long-term stable cooperative relationship.

An Cheng nodded and smiled, showing an oriental gentleness: "Hi Director Osby, nice to meet you."

"This is actually the first time we met, but I think..." Osby showed a charming smile, stretched out his hand and gently held An Cheng's finger: "Mingxi, you may be my destiny..."

The next second, Qi Yan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to gently break off Ancheng's fingers one by one, and said concisely: "He is mine."

Osby froze.

It's not uncommon for people in the entertainment industry to come out of the closet, but it's not too many people who openly come out.

After all, we have to face public opinion. Rao is in the United States, and not all states support gay marriage.Osby turned his eyes around the faces of the two, and finally asked, "He... is yours? Did I hear correctly?"

"That's right," Qi Yan smiled like a fox with an old god in his presence: "You're right, he's mine."

Osby shut up, and finally stretched out a thumb silently: "Good job."

Qi Yan accepted it calmly, and kept holding An Cheng's fingers with his hand, never letting go of it.

This is nervous, An Cheng thought, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, without any movement.

Osby glanced at An Cheng, then smiled and said, "The role of Qian Long, besides Ming Xi, there is another actor I like very much. He had an announcement yesterday morning, so he will arrive tomorrow," he paused for a while , he looked apologetically at Qi Yan who was silent beside him: "Sorry Director Qi, I just found out about his schedule."

"It's nothing," Qi Yan said with a smile, "I expected it a long time ago."

That being said, when the two of them settled down, Qi Yan almost kicked over a table angrily.

An Cheng sat by the side and watched him get angry, annoyed and funny from the bottom of his heart: "It's nothing," he said gently, "The little actor wants to compete with others for a role, and when he breaks out and has a place, it's the turn of others to snatch us."

"It's unreasonable." Qi Yanhan said with a face, "When I contacted you before, I was asking for it urgently. Now that we are here, a new problem has arisen, and now I am surprised that there are no people who can compete with you for the role. Many, which one is it?"

Ancheng is also unknown.

In fact, several people passed through his heart, such as Mu Bai, who entered the overseas entertainment industry in the early days, or Lu Qianmo, who just couldn't get along in China.

But no matter which one, it was actually not guessed.

When An Cheng and Qi Yan came to the set the next day, both of them were stunned.

Just because the person on the other side is too familiar——

"Minsey?"

Mo Zhi stood opposite them, and stretched out his hand helplessly: "Director Osby said that we might know each other before, but I didn't take it seriously."

He and Zhong Mingxi hugged each other, then turned to look at Qi Yan again: "Director Qi, I heard that you will not produce a new play this year, so you came here to develop."

Mo Zhiyan smiled at Yanyan and looked very gentle, Qi Yan couldn't say anything, he could only nod his head lazily, as indifferent as before.

Fortunately, Mo Zhi had a good temper, so he didn't take it seriously, he just flipped through the script with some doubts and asked, "So, we two are competitors this time?"

An Cheng had no choice but to nod his head and said: "Although I am very unwilling to accept such a result, but... obviously, yes."

Osby's method of selecting roles is different from that in China. If it is in China, most of them just arrange an audition.

In Osby's eyes, this cuts the character's soul and desecrates and pollutes the script.

It is precisely because of this that his method is more bizarre. He doesn't mind taking N sets of additional shots, just to satisfy the selection of actors.

The two of them acted as Qian Long at the same time, the image of the taciturn Chinese martial arts master intervening in the scenes. In the end, the person who is more in line with the image of an actor will be selected for all the scenes he shoots.

The two of them filmed different parts, but they had the same effect.The same thing is that they all need to try to figure out the psychological characteristics of the character Qian Long, and then perform his soul satisfactorily.

In the eyes of foreigners, what do Chinese martial arts masters look like?

Ancheng is unknown.

When asked about Qi Yan, Qi Yan was flipping through domestic entertainment forums, overjoyed.

"What's the matter?" An Cheng couldn't help but lean over to watch the excitement.

Seeing that the top of the forum has become a new post at some point, the content is very explosive when you hear it——

"The thing about the 818 entertainment industry king, Lu Qianmo and Gu Xuan!"

Qi Yan had already turned to the eighth page, and couldn't stop laughing at all.

The author has something to say: Thank you Xiaojue, Juvenile Tour, aishu, cocooning yourself, Jiuchu’s comments and support ╭(╯3╰)╮

Speaking of Gu Xuan and Lu Qianmo... the two of them are left until the end, so stay tuned! o(￣ヘ￣o#) make a fist!