Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

Early the next morning, He Shi and I got up at four in the morning and headed towards the city center. We first met Xiao Yang at the original hotel, and then we drove to the recording studio together.

It may be that I made too many advances, and it turned out to be the first one to arrive. The director greeted me for the first time, and said that although this issue is the recording officer, he looks forward to the next cooperation.

That has to be expected.

This director has his own persistence. He will reward himself with a movie with a bold theme if he shoots two variety shows, and he has a solid reputation for variety shows and literary films. He is famous for his daring and ability to shoot.

If I can cooperate with him in a movie, I will be ashamed to say that I am an actor when I go out in the future.

In less than half an hour, other artists arrived at the scene one after another, and I finally met the other two groups of guests, and I really realized how big a mistake I was able to record this show.

Their fans held up big flags and hung banners at the recording site, and the voices were overwhelming. The fans seemed to have discussed it, and they took turns shouting their idol's name.

I have also seen this kind of scene in variety shows myself, when the slogans are chanted neatly, I still nod unconsciously.

Six guests, four slogans and names were called, and now the pressure is on me and Lin Feifei.

Both of us belong to the subs that only other people play big names. Although we know that we may not have many fans coming to the scene, we are still looking forward to it.

Lin Feifei's fans seemed to have a male fan gang. Although the number was slightly smaller, everyone at the scene was amused.

I was the last one left, and my slogan was no worse than others.

In the previous activities, I could accurately judge the location of the mushrooms based on sporadic human voices. Those little girls worked very hard. I can see them almost every time, and even remember their looks and nicknames.

But today, my name can be heard from all directions.

After the slogan was shouted, the human voice became chaotic, and I pricked up my ears, not wanting to miss every word they said.

"Meng Jianjun! The leading film is so beautiful!"

"Meng Jianjun! Seventy-eighty and eighty-year-old, hurry up and fall in love!"

"Go to Lian Zong! After giving birth, go to "Where Are You Going To The Child"!"

"Actor fans don't care if you fall in love! Don't talk about it again! It's really gay!"

The last sentence caught up with other fans' gaps, outshone others, and there was a burst of laughter at the scene, and the guests of the other two groups also laughed.

From the example of Lin Feifei, we can also see that our fans are quite free. I don't mind them making fun of me. They stand for hours but only see me for a few minutes. They won't die if they make a joke.

We bowed and backed away, ready to go to make-up.

The program group is in terms of venue, picture and equipment, it is as perfect as it is, as expensive as it is.

But in terms of the treatment of this guest, it is really like a metamorphosis.

The director integrated various elements of the three ancient cities and Yuancheng to create a super-large live-action stage. Our dressing room is behind the stage, and six artists squeezed into a temporary tent.

Fortunately, everyone is very easy-going, and it is a little warmer to squeeze in together.

I tilted my head up to let the make-up artist facilitate the operation. At the end, my neck was a little sore, so I turned around while holding the side of my neck.

Suddenly, a guest stood behind me and even put his hands on my shoulders.

I turned my head and took a look. It was Mr. Lin Ruoqin, one of the guests who I misunderstood as a real couple, but apart from this misunderstanding, it seems that there is no connection between the two of us?He... familiar?

I remained polite, "Mr. Lin, I am Meng Jianjun."

He squinted his eyes and smiled, "I know, your tassel earrings are beautiful."

Me: "Ah...thank you, you and Mr. Jiang's little theater is also very sweet...uh, it's natural and unpretentious! The acting is very natural, I admire it."

To show my sincerity, I gave him a thumbs up.

It's all because I spent too much time browsing Chaochao yesterday afternoon, I even touched the "Righteous Lin Ran" Chaochao between him and Jiang Zhengchen, so now I see him as gay.

Fortunately, he didn't mind. He tilted his head and looked at my earlobe, "Does piercing hurt?"

Mr. Lin has always been the image of the big boy next door, and the role he plays is also as gentle as jade, without even pierced ears.

I smiled and said truthfully: "It's been many years and I can't remember clearly. I was still young at the time, so I can't care about pain just to be handsome."

His eyes narrowed even deeper, and he leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Don't you care about the pain for the sake of love?"

Me: "What?" I asked subconsciously, because I really didn't understand what he meant.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, he slowly got up, and touched the back of my neck indistinctly. His movements were so gentle that I almost thought the touch behind me was an illusion.

He whispered, "Don't bow your head."

Will the crown fall?

He: "The hickey will show."

!

I covered the back of my neck all at once, the movement was too big, and the sound of being slapped on the back of my neck was not small, several guests all looked over.

I'm guilty, I'm overwhelmed, I'm short-circuited.

But Mr. Lin is a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. He smiled lightly and said: "Don't be afraid, the bug will be taken down for you, it's a very small one."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Teacher Jiang, who was putting on makeup, suddenly said, "In this month, there are still insects alive in Yuancheng? Nature...is amazing."

His tone reminded me of Concubine Hua, and I breathed out again.

Mr. Lin still kept a perfect smile, but the words he said didn't fit the personality, "Of course it's amazing, not only insects, but also some people."

I thought a big battle was going to break out in the next second, but I didn't expect the two of them to turn around one by one, and nothing happened like that.

Phew, I let out a long sigh of relief, the quarrel between young couples should not hurt Chi Mubi, you are top-notch, and I can't afford it.

The outfit arranged for me today is a half-high collar. I took a photo when I put it on, but I couldn't see the cupping by the macho man, so I forgot about it.

I touched it carefully again, and the collar seemed to have piled up by itself. Fortunately, I had PlanB and took a square band-aid from my bag.

I must have posted irregularly. I habitually wanted to ask Xiao Yang to help me, but then stopped.

Although in his cognition, He Shi and I are already together, but I'm afraid he might misunderstand.

Yesterday he clearly said that He Shi was not feeling well, but in the end he was not feeling well and showed such an ambiguous trace, he must have accused me of being a hungry man who would not spare even the sick.

I decided to find another assistant.

But another assistant was sitting in the corner facing me, and I just met his eyes, but he turned his face and lowered his head to avoid it. If I read correctly, he even rolled his eyes.

How did I mess with him again?

Originally, I wanted to wink with him and come back after going to the bathroom secretly, but now I have to go and look for him, so wouldn't these guests and the staff see all of them?

Originally, we were only in the hands of Mr. Lin, but we will have a hard time in the whole circle tomorrow.

Being famous shouldn't be the way to go, after all, no director would ask me to make a movie because I am famous for pulling men to the toilet in public.

Forget it, Thaksin is not in good shape, so don't bother him.

Me: "Yang, go to the bathroom with brother."

I picked up my phone and walked out, turned around and found a slightly crude toilet, handed the Band-Aid to Xiao Yang, and tore off the collar on the back of my neck, "Help me put it on, the collar can't cover it when I lower my head. "

Xiao Yang opened his mouth instantly, "Brother, brother, brother——"

"Did you lay eggs?" I slapped his mouth with a string of wow wow, "Cupping, my dad is an old Chinese doctor, understand?"

He closed his mouth, pouted out unhappy, and muttered as he put a band-aid on me, "How could it be cupping? Are there dentures in the cupping..."

"..." I turned my head and gave him a friendly smile, "That's not a tooth mark, it's a pinhole where a needle was pricked for bloodletting, understand?"

He didn't speak, but pushed the glasses that slid down the bridge of his nose, with "I have the right not to understand" written all over his face.

That means he understands, whatever he thinks in his heart, just don’t say it, I feel ashamed and panic.